Embrace the blade

It snowed continuously for several days, until the day when people from the rivers and lakes gathered under the Prajna Sect, there were still flakes of snow like goose feathers floating under the leaden white sky.

The sky was bright, and Jiuyuan Mountain was covered with a thick layer of snow. The mountain was covered with silver, and the branches were piled up with crystals. The mountains showed the unique silence of winter, and there was no sound at all.

The new leader of the Shanhe League, Meng Sifan, discussed with the three sects for a long time before deciding on the time to launch a surprise attack at this moment. If it was a little later, the Prajna Sect would be aware of it immediately, and if it was a little earlier, the surroundings would still be in darkness. Everyone was familiar with the map drawn by Qi Zhaoxi, and they were no match for the Prajna Sect's clear understanding of the terrain.

So everyone in the rivers and lakes moved quietly amidst the sound of wind and snow. They felt puzzled when they encountered no obstacles along the way. When they really touched the foot of Jiuyuan Mountain and looked at the empty snow-capped mountains, everyone stopped in unison and looked at each other.

"Leader, what do you think is the situation?" Someone asked with a suppressed voice.

Meng Sifan didn't answer immediately, but first looked at Qi Zhaoxi who was following behind.

It was the coldest time before sunrise, Jiang Li was not resistant to the cold, and the wind blew it all the way, Qi Zhaoxi held his hand, subconsciously kneading his ice-like fingertips, as if Rubbing the beads, he only glanced roughly at the sight, and said: "The snow is smooth and there are no traces, at least there have been no guards patrolling the mountain since last night."

Lin Shi, the suzerain of the Guangqin Sect, said with a smile, "Could it be that the Prajna Sect wants us to go up the mountain?"

"Could it be that Guardian Yin knew that he was invincible, and had already abandoned his teaching and fled before we knew it?" Jiang Lanze asked, rubbing his palms.

"No," said Shen Shen of the Qingshan faction, "The sect that arrived first has been stationed in the nearby town to watch, and has never seen anyone from the Prajna sect go out, let alone run away."

Meng Sifan asked, "What does Hero Qi think?"

Qi Zhaoxi looked at the long snowy steps up the mountain, and said: "The power gap between the martial arts Zhengdao and the Prajna Sect involved in the siege this time is obvious. Based on my understanding of Yin Huaishu, he would not choose a head-on confrontation with little chance of winning. And they will try their best to set up schemes to weaken our strength, and this one should be the first one."

As he said that, Qi Zhaoxi broke off a dead branch and threw it forward with all his strength. The dead branch plunged into the snowdrift with a bang, and there was no other movement.

The expressions of everyone in Jianghu couldn't help becoming complicated.In such a situation, most of them also feel that there is a fraud, but they don't see any clues at all, and they have no way to start. They say that the righteous martial arts gathered here to crusade against the demon sect, but they hesitate to move forward when facing the deserted snow field. It's embarrassing.

Naturally, Meng Sifan also thought of this, cleared his throat, and was about to speak, when he saw a man with an epee coming out of the crowd, and he sneered as he walked forward: "What kind of conspiracy, I think it's a sham Empty city plan, see if you are so scared that you are so scared that you dare not take a step!"

"Hey—" The people next to him wanted to stop him, but it was obvious that he stepped on the stone steps, and nothing happened, so he couldn't help but retract his hand.

The man laughed and strode forward: "How about—"

Suddenly there was the sound of breaking wind, and everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, the man was already frozen in place, and the subsequent words disappeared, only the smell of blood was scattered in the cold wind.

Everyone was shocked, and they took two steps back quickly. When they looked again, the man was still standing upright on the spot, not moving.

"what happened?"

"Look, what is that!"

A red bead was suspended in the air, and gradually extended into a red thread drawn from the man's neck, dripping blood. When everyone looked closely, they could vaguely see several thin silver-white threads intertwined around the man's body. , one of the threads crossed the air, cut the man's throat, and the blood flowed along, showing the shape of the silk thread blended into the snow background.

"It's a thousand silk strings," Qi Zhaoxi quickly judged, "Just now there was the sound of something being trampled under the snow. It seems that this ambush needs someone to step on it to trigger it. Branches and rocks can't be tested. No wonder the people on the mountain The patrols have all withdrawn."

He swung his sword forward, the tip of the sword cut off like flowing water, and the strings broke. The man lost his support and slid down on his back. His expression was still frozen when he was laughing. The bubbling, still steaming blood melted the snow into a wet red mass.

"How do we get over here? I don't know how many ambushes are hidden underneath." Jiang Lanze looked at the endless snow, "Since it's fine if you don't step on it, let's sweep the snow away first and clear the ambush before leaving?"

"It won't work," Shen Shen thought, "The Prajna Sect will find out soon, and won't give you time to clean it up."

Everyone's eyes fell on Qi Zhaoxi at the same time.

"The ambush itself is not complicated, but it's easy to crack it." Qi Zhaoxi said, "Just find some people to go there first, and then cut off the thousand silk strings."

Before he finished speaking, everyone looked at him a little strangely, Qi Zhaoxi turned a corner very naturally, and said with a smile: "Of course, taking other people's lives as a stepping stone is the work of the Demon Sect, and you will definitely not do such a thing. It’s just that I can’t think of any other way besides this.”

The others were even more helpless, and some even suggested in a low voice: "Why don't we spare the Demon Cult for a few more days, and let's wait until the snow melts?"

Meng Sifan's face froze immediately, and he could tell that this was the beginning of a retreat. They had hesitated for too long in front of this mountain, and it was easy to wear down their fighting spirit, and he understood the truth of losing their fighting spirit once they retreated today. The group of people from the rivers and lakes who just got together will only be like a mess of loose sand, and it will be difficult to start again.

"I'll open the way." Meng Sifan spoke loudly.

"What?!" Everyone turned to him in surprise.

"Brother, no, it's too dangerous!" Wei Ke said urgently.

Meng Sifan restrained Wei Ke with one hand, and repeated firmly: "Let me lead the way and cut those strings. You follow me and step on my footsteps, and you will be safe."

Sovereign Lin Shi looked at the young man approvingly: "It is indeed the best way."

"Inappropriate." Qi Zhaoxi said, "There are so many people present, stepping on their footprints and marching in a long line, it is simply a living target for others."

"But there is no better way, not to mention how many sure things can there be in this world?" Meng Sifan solemnly clasped his fists at the crowd and said, "If you trust me, follow me to attack the Prajna Sect, and I will fight hard Speed ​​up, reduce the time of being attacked, and if you take more precautions, I believe this level will never stop us!"

"Okay, let's go with you!" The head of the unknown faction responded first, and said, taking off his soft armor, and let the disciples hold it in front of him, "You have such courage, I am truly convinced The new leader, this is the most precious golden silk soft armor I sent, if you put it on, the thousand silk strings will not be able to hurt you."

The others were also moved by Meng Sifan's words, took off their wrist guards, neck guards and other items, and brought them to him.

Meng Sifan didn't expect this situation at all, staring at the heavy soft armor in his hand, and seeing the faces of everyone urging him to change, he seemed a little dazed. Calling "Brother, how careful you are", his heart felt hot for a long time, he quickly lowered his eyes, and put on the armor.

Without further words, Meng Sifan turned around, drew his sword out of its sheath, and stepped onto the snow-covered stone steps without hesitation.

There was another sound of breaking wind, but Meng Sifan was even faster. When he raised his steps, he raised his hands. The long sword flew past, and the silver-white strings and ice edges broke off one after another. His steps were also fast, as if there was nothing in this world. But the things that blocked him, even if they accidentally cut their cheeks with thousands of strings in the slanting thorns, they didn't slow down at all.

Everyone in the world kept a safe distance from him, and when they looked at him, they couldn't see those dangerous threads clearly. They only felt that he was dancing his sword heartily and heartily in the heavy snow.

Everyone watched with excitement, firmly stepped on the footprints left by Meng Sifan, and quickly followed, like a long dark dragon rushing up the snow mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the Prajna Sect finally couldn't help showing its presence.A black shadow flashed in the distance, and the next moment, the sound of the wind came with countless screams, and the densely packed arrows pressed down like a black cloud. Everyone hurriedly raised their weapons to resist. Although they had been on guard all the time, just as Qi Zhaoxi said, They couldn't move freely, and they couldn't avoid it, which caused many people to be shot by arrows, and some people even accidentally fell down on the snow, which caused thousands of strings to be pulled up suddenly, blood splashed on the spot, and also hurt the people around them. The situation was dire.

While Qi Zhaoxi swung his sword to block the arrows, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Li's arm, leading him to jump up. Jiang Li instantly understood Qi Zhaoxi's intention, so he tipped his toes over the top of the trees, and sprinted towards him like a dragonfly. Going forward, after capturing the places where the dark shadows were hiding, he turned over and landed in the middle of the Prajna disciples.

I don't know how many traps are buried under the snow, and the place where the Prajna Sect is located must be the safest. Now that they show up, things will be much easier.

Sure enough, Jiang Li stepped on the thick snow, and all he heard was the slight creaking of his feet.

The Prajna disciples were startled, they didn't expect him to go deep into the enemy so boldly, they raised their knives and surrounded them all, but at this moment they heard the sound of the robes flying above them, and each of them looked up, only to feel that his vision blurred and his shoulders blurred. Shen, no longer conscious.

Qi Zhaoxi knelt on the shoulders of the two black-clothed congregants, pressed his hands on both sides of his head and twisted it, his body under his knees fell limp, and then he fell to the ground and drew his sword out of its sheath again.

Seeing this, everyone in the rivers and lakes at the back also figured out the reason. Those with strong lightness skills jumped up and stepped on dead branches to keep up. Thousands of strings appearing vertically and horizontally in the forest, responding to incoming attacks more flexibly.

Against the arrows that came from time to time, Meng Sifan's forward speed still did not slow down. With his loud shout, he finally cut off the last piece of silk string, and stepped into the solid snow in one step, just panting for a while , he joined the melee with Prajna Sect.

But the Prajna Sect was restrained by these rushing Jianghu people, and had no time to shoot arrows backwards. The remaining Jianghu people who were marching on footsteps got the opportunity, rushed forward with all their strength, and reached the safe zone.

As a result, the situation suddenly changed, and the Prajna Sect members were alone and weak. Facing the murderous Jianghu people, they had to fight and retreat. After a short time, they were forced to be under the triple rich family.

The Triple Zhumen is not only the front door of the Prajna Sect, but also the symbol of the Prajna Sect. It stands majestically in the heavy snow, and the dark red lotus flower-wrapped column against the white snow shows a shocking bloody and beautiful.

The morale of everyone in the rivers and lakes was greatly boosted, and they broke through the triple rich family in one fell swoop.As soon as they stepped on the stone floor of Prajna Sect, everyone could smell a sweet and intoxicating aroma.

Meng Sifan realized that this was the poisonous incense that Qi Zhaoxi said the religious people burned day and night. In order to deal with these Jianghu people, the burning was even stronger now, and the air almost oozes honey.Fortunately, they took the antidote prepared by Qi Zhaoxi before they set off, and although they were a little dizzy from the aroma, it didn't affect their actions, Meng Sifan regained his composure, raised his sword and shouted: "Eliminate demons and defend the way! Follow me to kill——!"

There was a lot of echoes behind him: "Revenge——!"

The black-clothed congregation flooded out from the back of the pavilions and halls. The two sides fought only a few moves, but saw the black-clothed congregation take out a few smoke pills. It appeared from time to time, and it was filled with poisonous incense at that time, but at this moment, a light blue gas exploded, with an unpleasant stench, when the nearest few Jianghu people smelled it, their faces turned black immediately, and their knees fell stiffly. He fell to the ground and was cut off by the black-clothed disciples.

The rest of the Jianghu people hurriedly supported each other and followed Meng Sifan back again and again. Many black-clothed disciples laughed strangely when they saw this, and took advantage of the victory to pursue them. Suddenly, another group of Jianghu people came up to kill them. .

The black-clothed congregation retreated hastily, and one of them grabbed a handful of smoke pills and was about to throw them down, but before he had time to use his strength, he saw blood splashing from his arm, and the smoke pills scattered from his palm. It fell down like a bone and rolled on the ground.

Only one smoke pill was caught by a slender hand, Qi Zhaoxi took it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, looked at the opposite side and smiled: "These tricks of Yin Huaishu are really as I expected."

It turns out that the poisonous incense burned by the Prajna Sect can only be restrained by using poison to attack poison. Seventy percent of the antidote is a controlled dose of poison, and the smoke pills are the primers that induce these poisons. that fast.

So this team of Jianghu people chose not to take the antidote, they all covered their mouths and noses with face towels, and tried to inhale the poisonous fragrance as little as possible. Except for one Qi Zhaoxi who was not affected at all, the others were all supported by deep internal strength, although it could not last long. However, the alternate cooperation with the team led by Meng Sifan is enough to deal with Prajna Sect.

Qi Zhaoxi's masked appearance is very familiar to the Prajna Sect. When he smiled, the black-clothed Sect members felt their scalps explode: "Left...Left Protector?"

Qi Zhaoxi smiled and said, "It's me."

Someone reacted first and shouted: "Kill the traitor! Take his head to receive the reward!"

The Prajna Sect and the Jianghu people fought again, and more black-clothed sect members surrounded Qi Zhaoxi, giving the former Zuo Dharma full attention.

Qi Zhaoxi casually thought that the former self probably never expected that one day he would be able to kill in this religion that recorded half of his life as an enemy.

Between Luoxue's pure white and the cultivator's black clothes, there is the blue edge of Wenshuijian flashing.

At the same time, Jiang Li and Jiang Lanze rushed to the back mountain of Prajna Sect with the people of Guiyun Villa.

Jiang Li's body was already weak due to the backlash from the "Secret of Longevity". No matter whether he took the poisonous incense antidote or directly inhaled the poisonous incense, Qi Zhaoxi felt uneasy, so after discussing with Meng Sifan, let Jiang Li Leading Guiyun Villa soldiers into two groups, heading to the Gu room in the back mountain.

"I told Meng Sifan that although Yin Huaishu can't use many tricks in this kind of weather poison hibernation, I don't know anything about those Gu insects. I can't guarantee what kind of insidious methods he has hidden, so it's better to act first. This is the truth, how can I deceive him?"

Before leaving, Qi Zhaoxi gave Jiang Li a sachet filled with chopped medicinal herbs, and said, "In addition to the usual repelling insect and snake repellent, there is also the medicine I got from Yi Buzhi before." Xiangwan, it should be useful for dealing with Gu worms, but you still have to be careful everywhere, don't always think that your martial arts are enough to deal with it, so you don't have to worry about it, dare to rush up when you encounter anything, last time when Xugu met a snake, you dared to go to the snake If you break your mouth, you are brave... What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Li held back the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's so long-winded."

Qi Zhaoxi raised her finger and flicked on his forehead: "You are criticizing you, and you are still laughing, your attitude is not correct at all."

Jiang Li rubbed his forehead, but couldn't hold back his smile anymore: "Got it."

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help touching the medicine sachet in his bosom. When he lowered his head, he could still smell the faint bitter fragrance. A little smile appeared in his eyes unconsciously, but when he raised his head again, his expression suddenly changed, and he stopped galloping. At the same time, he raised his hand to stop the people behind him.

Everyone in Guiyun clenched their swords tightly, and also saw clearly that there were two people standing in the pavilion by the lake in front of them.

The person in front was wearing a white cloak, holding a stove in his hand, looking at them with a smile on his face, very leisurely, it was Ning Yu, the head of the Wisdom Sect, and the person behind him was even weirder, covered in a black robe, his face He also wore a pale mask with no sadness or joy.