[Xiu Xian] The ninth generation

At the end of the Chu Family Village, near the outskirts of Daqing Mountain, there is a small mound.No, or a joint grave would be more appropriate.

On the tomb is written a beautiful line: the tomb of Chu Wumu and his wife.

Chu Wumu and his wife are Chu Yanzhi's adoptive parents.

Chu Yanzhi has never met his parents. It is strange to say that every time he wakes up, he will see the cold bed and the upcoming transplant operation.As for how he was born, who his parents were, and why they made up the "curse"...these became the unsolved mysteries that stuck in Chu Yanzhi's heart for nine generations.

Back then, it was Chu Wumu and his wife who brought him to Jingyuan Continent, that is, the couple who were trying to repay Tiansheng to the head of the Chu family.They traveled across the ocean to this continent, and then came to the Chu family village to settle down, trying to give him a complete childhood——if it wasn't for the doomed illness three years ago, maybe they would still be as kind as ever. biological parents.

Chu Yanzhi also tried to stop that disease, but he couldn't stop it...

Sighing, Chu Yanzhi used a spell to pull out some of the weeds growing wildly beside the tombstone, leaving behind a trace of spiritual power fluctuations. You can know it at the first time and rush over.

After doing this, he glanced at Daqingshan, and suddenly walked up the path.

After walking unhurriedly halfway, Chu Yanzhi stopped and turned around. His spiritual sense locked onto the lush jungle on the right, and said lightly, "Come out."

No one answered.

"This fellow Taoist." Chu Yanzhi's volume was raised by a beat, and his spiritual thoughts swept over there unscrupulously - in the world of cultivation, this is almost equivalent to naked provocation.

"Since you have discovered it, there is nothing we can do." The dense trees shook a few times, and suddenly parted, and the sharp blade was like the cold light of winter, stabbing at Chu Yanzhi mercilessly!After another second, the figure and face of the attacker was fully peeped - a middle-aged man in brown-gray clothes, with a hideous face at the moment, shouted, "Die!"

The middle-aged man came aggressively, and the wind he carried when he broke through the air, like frost that had been split and formed, turned into a wind knife and shot toward Chu Yanzhi.It was a grand occasion to wave the wind knives all over the sky, but the cold murderous intent after the grand occasion made Chu Yanzhi not dare to be careless, so he immediately drew out the Qiushui sword and waited for it.

I don't know if it was accurate, or a coincidence, the attack happened to come, Chu Yanzhi backed up and blocked it with his sword, Ding Ding Dangdang resolved a few moves, and barely blocked most of the blades, but still because of the speed repair Because it wasn't enough, he was stabbed in the arm by a middle-aged man.

There was a burning pain on his arm, Chu Yan wiped it subconsciously, and the sticky blood slipped from his fingers.

"Hey, I said boy, hand over the sword in your hand." For some reason, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his style of painting, and looked at the sword in Chu Yanzhi's hand with flickering eyes-he did not miss the previous Qiushui The shining light that flashed by the sword suddenly, not to mention being able to stand still under the mortal-level top-grade sword in his hand, no matter how bad it is, it can be worth a few spirit stones.

Chu Yanzhi didn't say a word, but looked calmly at the enemy in front of him who thought he was full of ambition.

The man's complexion is slightly dark, and he is of medium build. He is wearing a very common linen and blue shirt, but it doesn't give him the feeling of being a disciple of the Zichen Sect. Thinking about it, it must be the familiarity brought by the exercises.

...can pose a certain threat to him, and holding a mortal magic weapon in his hand, it can be seen that the man's cultivation base should be from the late stage of Qi refining to the great perfection of Qi refining.There are countless disciples in Zichenzong, and there are many who are trapped in the Qi refining period due to talent problems. I think that person is one of them.

In this case... Chu Yanzhi struggled to get his right shoulder injured again, took a few steps back with his strength, and at the same time pulled out a sword flower with his right hand, pointing his toes, and jumped up high,—how about letting me meet you!

"First move," Qiushui sword made a "hum" sound, and the silver light flashed continuously. The sword and the person were like training horses coming from a high place. Come to heaven!"

"what!"

Seeing Chu Yanzhi coming with momentum, even the sound of rumbling water could be faintly heard in the wind, as if a waterfall was really crashing down, the middle-aged man couldn't help putting away the playfulness and greed in his eyes, his expression changed, and he cheered up immediately , ready to see the tricks.

"Ding!" The knife collided with the sword.

After standing still for a second, the middle-aged man finally took a step back.He touched his temples, and a strand of hair was cut off by the straight-forward sword wind. When the man raised his eyes again, he saw the young man's expression of bewilderment: What's going on? !How could the opponent's strength increase so much all of a sudden?

"Second form, the Heavenly Gate interrupts the Chu River!"

Before the man could think about anything further, Chu Yanzhi's second move came. This move transformed into a huge sword across the sky, broke through the huge waves, and came straight to him!Seeing this monstrous battle, the man couldn't help but twitched his eyelids, and didn't dare to hide his hands at all——he added a defensive shield to himself just in case, his body twisted strangely, and at the same time he slashed horizontally with the "Long River Sunset" move. past.

……Um?How is it empty?

The sword with all its strength seemed to have stabbed the cotton. The man was wondering, but found a pain in his left shoulder, as if something sharp had pierced it mercilessly.Looking sideways, it turned out that Chu Yanzhi's sword pierced his shoulder at some point! ——Damn, the information is wrong!

The man's face sank like water, his whole body suddenly burst out with more intense spiritual power, and he swung in Chu Yanzhi's direction with all his strength, which was a ruthless play that was ready to exchange his life for his life.Chu Yanzhi frowned slightly, and retreated quickly when the red flames were about to engulf him.

"Boy, you wait! Someone will come to clean you up!" The man seized this opportunity, jumped a few times, put down a harsh word, turned himself into a cloud boat, and then left in a hurry.

Chu Yanzhi's back was as straight as a green pine, and he watched the other party go away calmly until he disappeared at the end of his sight.

After a while, there was not even a trace of the middle-aged man in his consciousness, and knowing that the other party was really retreating rather than cheating, Chu Yanzhi spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.As if all the blood had been taken away by the mouthful of dirty blood, the boy's face turned pale all of a sudden, and the sword in his hand fell with a bang, but he didn't have the strength to bend down to pick it up, so he just covered his arm and shook it. He staggered a few steps, until his back hit the sandalwood on the back side hard, and then he slid down along the tree trunk.

It turned out that Chu Yanzhi was seriously injured when he fought against the middle-aged man.

Cultivators fight with one blow, then decline again, and exhaust themselves three times. Once they show their cowardice, they will only become fish meat waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and there is no possibility of turning back. ——So, Chu Yanzhi is betting on who will be the first to show his cowardice, and who will be the first to be unable to hold on!If you win, you will naturally have a brighter future; if you lose, your skills will be inferior to others, and there is nothing you can do about it.

Fortunately, he won...

After taking a breath, Chu Yanzhi reluctantly used a volley with a trace of returning true energy, and it took a while for the Qiushui sword to wobble and be caught by him.Throwing the sword into the ground suddenly, Chu Yanzhi barely supported his body, looked around, found a relatively safe place, and then breathed a sigh of relief, sitting cross-legged and meditating to recover his true vitality.

……

Half a day later, Qingzhou City.

Except for the different architectural styles and the rather messy layout of pavements, this city known for its "chaotic" seems to be not much different from Zichen City: monks with cold faces hurried across the main city road, and shops along the street The waiter at the door soliciting business raised his eyes to look at the passers-by... Chu Yanzhi understood that these were just an illusion of calm concealed on the surface of the dark tide, but now he was busy rushing to the largest inn in the city - not far away The ostentatious "a black shop" is shining in the sun, and there is no time to think about other things.

Ever since Daqingshan met the middle-aged man who wanted to put him to death, although Chu Yanzhi had never encountered other enemies, he had vaguely sensed that there was a faint sense of consciousness locking him all the way. Carefully positioned, but quickly dissipated into the invisible, as if everything is just my own illusion.According to the ruthless words of the middle-aged man, there will be people with higher cultivation to attack him, so even if he has the experience of scaring away the enemy by leapfrogging once, Chu Yanzhi still looks solemn and keeps speeding up.

The last time was the late stage of Qi refining, so what about this time, the early stage of foundation building?still……?

And, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?Chu Yanzhi thinks he is unknown, and he is desperately trying to improve his strength to get rid of the curse. He neither asks about world affairs, nor has any grudges with others. Why would someone put on a posture that he will not give up if there is no result?

...Wait, could it be?

The name "Bai Chuanxi" suddenly appeared in Chu Yanzhi's mind: half a month ago, the threat in Zongmenfang City was still vivid in his memory. ——Besides Bai Chuanxi, he couldn't think of any other possible people.Chu Yanzhi tightened his palms, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

The feeling of being in danger at all times is very bad, but Chu Yanzhi, who has low strength, has no choice but to strengthen his mind to strengthen his strength again, while speeding up again with a solemn face (flying is not allowed in Qingzhou City, only walking with feet) , I hope I can enter the inn smoothly.Although there is no guarantee in the city, at least some shops, such as inns, have guarantees. As long as they consume in the city, the store will provide personal protection, which is what Chu Yanzhi can't ask for now. ——Of course, those who can open a store in Qingzhou City must either have strong strength or strong background.

Thinking of this, Chu Yanzhi's feet became faster and faster.

Occasionally passers-by caught a glimpse of the young man rushing to the inn, the expression on his face was still normal, and he suddenly said in his heart: Oh, another one was hunted down. ——Obviously, in Qingzhou City, it is not uncommon to be as busy as Chu Yan seeking asylum.

Finally, "a black shop" is just around the corner.

Chu Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to step forward, when suddenly his raised steps stopped in place, and the feeling of being stared at by a ferocious monster instantly swept over his whole body.For a moment, the air was completely frozen, and Chu Yanzhi's hair stood on his head, unable to move at all!

Murderous intent overwhelming!

The sickle and the death sickle turned into invisible ripples, and they rushed towards Chu Yanzhi's neck!

Chu Yanzhi could feel the restless aura in the air, and it came to his neck in an instant, and it was going to penetrate his neck in the next moment, but he couldn't even make a movement of turning his head!

Could it be that he is going to die here?

This way of breaking the curse is really...

The indifference on Chu Yanzhi's face was finally broken, and the corners of his lips curled up in self-deprecating manner.

"Ding!"

"……when!"

--Um?