Sister Shi Xue Fei Niang

  Xu Fei's memories flashed through Yue Qing's mind quickly.

  Xu Fei was also a disciple of Taiyi Hunyuan Zushi, and he entered the Taoist path earlier than himself. In the late Southern Song Dynasty, he followed his master to learn the art.

  Perhaps it was the passage of time that created an emotional entanglement between them, with hundreds of years of history leading to a deep bond. They had once made a promise in front of their fellow disciples from the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams schools to be together for all eternity. Fifty years ago, after the death of the Taizhen Hunyuan Patriarch, she ran off to Mount Huangshan to live in seclusion, claiming that she was willing to change her ways and return to righteousness, but without asking about the conflicts between the two schools, she was unanimously spat upon by their former fellow disciples...

  Xu Fei Niang, Yue Qin Bin, why does this name sound so familiar?

  Yue Qing didn't have time to think carefully, and Xu Fei's voice urged: "Brother Yue, don't delay, this Jiang Xue is not an easy opponent, quickly join hands with me to drive him away!"

  Yue Qing only then saw that Xu Fei Niang was just borrowing the momentum of the previous sneak attack to suppress Jiang Xuejun, and at this time, the offensive momentum had been stopped by Jiang Xuejun. With a single golden sword light suppressing Xu Fei Niang's seven cyan sword lights, she began to counterattack while continuously spewing out true energy. Yue Qing didn't have time to think carefully and hastily mobilized his two silver swords again to help Xu Fei Niang launch a pincer attack forward.

  Two people, nine treasured swords, surrounded Jiang Xuejun, flying up and down, the silver and cyan lights mixed together, forming a light circle, cutting and slashing inward like a carousel.

  Jiang Xuejun began to falter, and Xu Feiniang threw out dozens of silver stars from her sleeve. Jiang Xuejun's sword merged with her body, transforming into a golden rainbow that broke through the two people's sword circle seal and soared into the air. The silver stars hit the rocks and trees behind Jiang Xuejun, causing stone chips to fly everywhere, creating a crater the size of a washbasin, and blasting off more than ten giant trees with trunks as thick as a man's hug, their massive crowns crashing down, branches and stones flying in all directions.

  Jiang Xuejun was also well aware of Xu Fei's great name. This time, he rushed out in a hurry and didn't bring all his magical tools with him, so he didn't dare to prolong the battle either. With a light shout, he released two golden thunderbolts that exploded in a loud rumble, forcing Yue Qing to hastily retreat.

  Xu Fei Niang took out another magic treasure from the Lei Guang movie, and then flashed back with her body. Two golden dragons followed closely behind her, flying shoulder to shoulder. Yue Qing released a flying sword to meet them, and as soon as it collided with the dragon's head, he felt a suffocating sensation, and his true energy was almost unable to circulate. Fortunately, this also caused the dragon's momentum to slow down slightly. Xu Fei Niang landed beside him, pulled his sleeve, and the two connected their true energy in one move, flying out diagonally along the ground. The two dragons' heads were aligned, resembling a giant golden scissors, cutting the five towering trees into two segments with several "ka-ching" sounds.

  Jiang Xuejun took advantage of the opportunity to fly back onto the stage, stretched out her hand and broke the rope tied around the boy's body into pieces, threw it aside, then picked up the boy and tucked him under her arm. In an instant, she merged with her sword and transformed into a long rainbow that soared through the air.

  She had just left the auxiliary altar, and in the next moment, the dozens of silver stars that Xu Fei's mother had thrown out earlier exploded the auxiliary altar into powder, and amidst the smoke and dust, the silver stars flashed rapidly and flew upwards, closely following behind Jiang Xuejun, all the way until they reached the clouds before being retrieved by Xu Fei's mother.

  "Junior Brother Yue, it's been a while." Xu Fei Nang landed on the ground and greeted Yue Qing in a warm voice.

  Looking at the Taoist nun in front of her, she was only in her early twenties, wearing a yellow gauze shirt, with golden hairpins and jade belt, from head to toe, elegant and delicate. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of charm and beauty, but in her eyes, there was a hint of desolation.

  Yue Qing knew that this was his own sister, with a nickname called Wan Miao Xian Gu's Xu Fei Niang. When he came to the mountain to learn art, she was already a very famous sword fairy, and from childhood, she had often pointed out his homework. He stared blankly at Xu Fei Niang, and the stories that happened between them flashed through his mind one by one. These were what he had experienced, and suddenly looking back, the past was just yesterday.

  Yue Qing even had an illusion that he was originally Yue Qinbin, and in those years of survival in the 21st century, it seemed like a dream. Now that the dream is over, he has resumed his original identity as a sword immortal, continuing to struggle in this strange and wonderful world of immortals and heroes.

  "Thanks to Eldest Sister's timely arrival, otherwise I would have been done for." Yue Qing let out a sigh of relief.

  Xu Fei nodded: "That's good, I'm on my way back from visiting friends in Dianxi and happened to pass by here. Seeing the flags erected, it's exactly our Wutai Sect's route number. And seeing that blood-red cloud shape, I knew you were refining that Shenying Sword again."

  Yu Qing habitually sighed: "This Shen Yin sword..." His mind flashed back to his past experiences of refining the sword, "This is already the third time I've refined the sword. Just as it was about to succeed, I thought heaven was showing us mercy and our Five Tai Sect would rise again. Who knew that at the last moment, I'd still fail? Alas, now I've also lost confidence. Perhaps this sword really does defy the heavens and is not tolerated by the world."

  Xu Fei Nang said: "This sword is too evil, Master said when he was alive that to refine this sword one must have ten virtues by their side, otherwise they will definitely suffer heavenly punishment along with the sword. Now that junior brother's refinement of the sword has failed, it may not necessarily be a bad thing. Moreover, our Wutai Sect's method of refining swords is vast and profound, why does junior brother insist on refining this one?"

  Yue Qing's heart rose with an uncontrollable anger: "The people of Emei School are too deceitful, since our master passed away, they have become more and more lawless and tyrannical. Although we had three appointments for a sword fight, they did not keep their promise and wanted to wipe us out before that! In the past, I once fought Li Yuanhua with swords, cutting off half of his beard. He couldn't defeat me, so he relied on having many people on his side and joined forces with Wu Yuantong, Tong Yuanti, Xu Yuantong and others to make things difficult for me. Several times, I almost lost my life at their hands, once they even used the Pure Yang Palm to inflict internal injuries on me. After recovering from my wounds, I made up my mind to forge a good sword to avenge my past humiliation!"

  Xu Fei Nang said: "My Wu Tai Pai has five immortals, five demons and ten great divine swords that surpass the world. The rest are even more numerous, with over a hundred kinds of swordsmanship techniques. Why don't you focus on the immortal swords?"

  Yue Qing couldn't help but sigh bitterly: "The materials used for the five great immortal swords are either thousand-year-old cold iron or cosmic star sand. First, I couldn't find such good materials, and second, I didn't have enough energy to spend decades of hard work slowly refining them. So, I had to start with a magic sword. This Shengying Sword is ranked last among the five great magic swords and is considered the easiest to refine. I didn't expect it to fail too. Three times in a row, I failed to refine the sword, either because I missed the timing or couldn't find the place where the magic evil converged. When I finally found everything, something would always go wrong and ruin it. This time, even the Town Soul Bottle that I spent three years of heart and soul refining was broken, and all the guardian gods inside were chased away." Yue Qing originally thought that whether this Shengying Sword was successfully refined or not had little to do with him, but this sad and desolate feeling just couldn't be suppressed, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh again.

  "Brother, don't be discouraged. As the saying goes, 'Planning is done by humans, but success is determined by heaven.' We've done our best, and even if we fail, we won't have any regrets. It's not in vain that we've spent hundreds of years cultivating our skills. When Master passed away, the great Five Tai Sect collapsed overnight, but we still have three dueling appointments with Emei Sect. Although Master is no longer here, we can't give up. Firstly, we need to avenge Master's death and kill the Three Sages and Two Elders! Secondly, we must inherit Master's legacy and make our sect prosper. I'm currently in seclusion on Mount Huang, pretending not to care about the world's affairs, but in reality, I'm just biding my time, secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the right moment to strike. To be honest with you, brother, I'm now gathering materials everywhere to forge the Heaven-Demon Slayer Sword."

  Yue Qing was shocked involuntarily: "Tianmo Zhuxian Sword? That's the first of the five great demon swords, and it's said to be the most ferocious flying sword under heaven. Even if it's refined, using it in the future will be extremely perilous. If one is careless, they'll suffer the backlash of the demonic energy on the sword, you..."

  Xu Fei's delicate face was filled with vicissitudes and determination: "Apart from the Exterminating Immortal Sword, which one can rival the Purple Qingsuo!"

  Yue Qing's mind was in a mess, with memories of two lifetimes tangled together. One moment he was back to when he first met his master on Mount Wutai, the next he was fighting in school, then meditating in the deep mountains, selling goods at night markets, dueling swords on Emei Mountain, and battling city management officials.

  He had just gone through a life-and-death battle, and now he was thinking anxiously, couldn't help but feel dizzy and nauseous, with many hot streams rushing up and down between his limbs, his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were all in severe pain, he hastily told himself to calm down, to relax.

  Xu Fei looked at him with a lost expression, his face pale and silent, thinking he had also lost confidence and determination to avenge the death of their master and revive the great undertaking of the Wudang Sect, just like many other fellow disciples. She felt somewhat unhappy, thinking that they were no longer on the same path. In recent years, since the passing of their master Taiyi Hunyuan, she had seen many old friends who had also lost their way. So she said: "Junior brother, where are you going? Please think carefully for yourself. I still have to go to the East Sea to gather herbs, let's part ways here!"

  Yu Qing instinctively waved his hand: "Sister, goodbye."

  "Goodbye?" Xufei looked at him, nodded slightly, and with a burst of blue light, her figure broke through the air and flew eastward.