Chapter 4: The Cliff of Sin
In the depths of the cliff of sin, Wu Ru sat quietly on the stone platform with her eyes closed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info At this time, she lost that layer of disguise, and she was dressed in red like the simple long sword on her knees, ancient and awe-inspiring.
The surrounding illusions were triggered from time to time, and as time passed, the number of times the illusions were triggered became less and less, on the contrary, the sword qi on Wuru's body became stronger and stronger.
"If so, you look best in white, like a snow lotus in the depths of the ice abyss."
"That's right, don't just think about practicing swords all day long, there are more beautiful things in the world, I'll take you to the world to see the lanterns."
"So, I'm sorry I can't go out with you today. Don't get me wrong, this is not my senior brother deliberately fighting, I am just learning from him. β
"If so, I can't stand it anymore, can you help me kill him?"
"If so, I'm ......"
There was a roar, exploding in the depths of Wu Ruye's soul, and the voices in Wu Ruye's mind kept echoing.
In the depths of the Cliff of Guilt, the small cliff turned into a cliff and crumbling.
It is not difficult to see that the illusion has been completely triggered.
Mai Ru seems to be the crumbling cliff that will collapse at any moment.
"If it weren't for Senior Brother Ning, if it weren't for Senior Brother Ning, where I would be able to use you, would I have been slapping you all day long?"
"Wu is like this, you are just a chess piece from beginning to end, a chess piece that helps me get the Kendo Sect."
"Do you think Senior Brother Ning likes you? With your cold appearance, it's too late for him to hate you. β
There was a buzzing sound, and the ancient long sword on Wuru's knees vibrate.
Wu Ru closed her eyes and frowned slightly, as if she was immersed in a fantasy and couldn't extricate herself.
"Jin Wuyuan, as long as you give up the position of sect master, I will let the dance go like this."
"Jin Wuyuan, hurry up and make a decision, otherwise I will kill her."
Wu Ru opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes seemed to be clouded, and her mind was not fully awake.
"Dance is like this, the sect master went mad and died, from now on the Kendo Sect and Senior Brother Ning are mine, you can die in peace."
"No matter how high your cultivation is, what can you do, in the end, you will not be defeated in my hands."
"You're such an idiot."
Killing Shenfeng, Jin Wuyuan's gaze fell on the cliff again.
It's been five years, and if Wu doesn't come out yet, he will personally arrest people.
And just when Jin Wuyuan had just made up his mind, a subtle but non-negligible sword intent burst out.
It's just a moment, but it's real.
- Ruthless Killing Kendo.
If his feeling was not wrong, that sword intent should have come from the Cliff of Guilt.
And at present, there is only one person in the cliff of Fu Ru.
In other words, his granddaughter who pampered and protected him so well that she embarked on the path of murder that her six relatives did not recognize.
Jin Wuyuan instantly turned gray with sorrow.
He couldn't think of what went wrong, obviously his granddaughter was still a simple tendon before, how could she become inhumane after a retreat.
And at this time, in the depths of the Cliff of Guilt, all illusions were annihilated in that shocking sword intent.
All the noise in Wu Ru's mind disappeared, and the demons hidden in the depths of her heart also screamed in this killing sword intent and turned into green smoke and disappeared.
The crumbling cliff turned into a cliff again, and Wu Ru had honed her sword intent in the past five years.
Slaughter!
All conspiracies and tricks, I will break them with a sword.
Wu Ru's narrow eyes were bright and pure, and her state of mind became clear and clean again after a hundred years of baptism and five years of struggle.
No complaints, no guilt, no worries. No joy or sorrow, no love and no hate.
Ruthless Kendo Xiaocheng, the early stage of Jindan!
She seems to have been born for the sword and for the ruthless way.
Because of the pursuit of things that should not be pursued in the previous life, he encountered ups and downs in his life and a bad fate.
Nowadays, everything is different.
Wu Ru stood on the edge of the cliff of ambush, looking at the simple long sword in his hand with a focused expression.
She drew her sword and began to dance, practicing every move extremely seriously.
That sword move is obviously the simplest basic swordsmanship, and in the eyes of people who don't know swords, it is smooth and pleasing to the eye. In the eyes of those who know swords, it is full of danger and cold sweat.
The days of serious cultivation passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, several spring and autumn seasons passed.
On this day, Wu Ru suddenly felt something, put away his sword and left the cliff of sin.
Outside the Cliff of Guilt, Zuo Yan and Yin Ling were already waiting there.
Sen Leng's sword light spread out a Shura path, and the peerless sword queen red clothes drew a beautiful arc in the air.
Before Zuo Yan and Yin Ling came back to their senses, Sen Ran's sword qi had already spread in this heaven and earth.
Zuo Yan's whole body froze, and he trembled uncontrollably.
"Yin Ling, what the hell is going on?" Zuo Yan shouted in a low voice.
Yin Ling's face was paralyzed, her face was pale, and she said: "I only know that my junior sister has already started to cultivate the Ruthless Dao five years ago, who would have thought that five years later, my junior sister would come out of the cliff of sin, and it would be even more terrifying." β
Ruthless?
Zuo Yan scolded angrily: "Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier." β
Yin Ling: "......" I thought that the little junior sister would change back, it seems that I am still too naΓ―ve.
In the blink of an eye, the red clothes had appeared in front of the two of them.
"Senior Sister Zuo, Senior Brother Yin." The gentle and amorous voice is like broken jade falling snow, and a light veil of mist fills the cold. The tone is soft and uplifting, faintly revealing ambiguous temptation.
Zuo Yan: "...... "Yin Ling, you come over to me, if there is anything you haven't said, you can say it all at once."
Why did the senior sister become so demonic, Yin Ling, come over and explain to me!
Zuo Yan raised her head, and couldn't help but shudder at the pair of misty phoenix eyes, she tried to calm down: "Little junior sister, the master calculated that you will be out of the customs in the past two days, and sent me and Senior Brother Yin to pick you up." β
The corners of Wuru's mouth hooked, and she walked directly towards Killing Shenfeng. She walked unhurriedly with every step, but in a moment she was gone.
Zuo Yan looked at the figure in the distance, frowned, and asked, "Senior Brother Yin, do you think that Little Senior Sister has changed too much?" β
Yin Ling blinked, "Senior Sister Zuo, anyone who has eyes can see this, do you still need to feel it?" But aren't all those who practice ruthlessness like this? β
Zuo Yan paused and didn't say anything more.
Until Zuo Yan left, Yin Ling was still standing in place. He knows better than anyone else that Wu Ruyi has changed, and since that meeting five years ago, he knows that this little junior sister is different.
But what does it matter, as long as the little junior sister is still the little junior sister, everything doesn't matter.
Killing Shenfeng, Jin Wuyuan, who was sitting on the top of the main hall, opened his eyes, and said to the door with distant and deep eyes: "Since you came, don't you come in yet?" β
His voice is just like him, elegant and full of the smell of books and ink.
This person doesn't look like a sword cultivator at all, and he doesn't look like a sword cultivator who cultivates Shura's sword path.