Ancestral aperture emits heat, spirit like a net, densely unfolded. At the time of fierce battle, equally concentrated and determined, eyes not looking elsewhere, ears not hearing chaos, immersed in one's own world, except for the sound of swords clashing, except for the sound of long swords entering flesh, except for the swaying but never falling enemy, there is nothing else.

  No, he was not truly focused; his heart still lingered on one thing.

  So when Duan rushed towards the green jade coffin, he was furious from head to toe, his malice was born in his heart, and he couldn't help but twist his face, shouting loudly:

  "How dare you!"

  At the same time, his spider web-like spiritual power stirred, trying to distract Meng Qi's attention, then swooped towards Duan Xiangfei, cutting down this despicable person with a sword!

  Suddenly, a flash of brilliant knife light lit up, quickly filling his field of vision.

  The east wind blows at night, and a thousand trees bloom, but the stars fall like rain. This knife light does not come out of the dust, nor is it transcendent, nor is it sharp, nor is it bloody. Instead, it is filled with the worldly atmosphere, just like the lantern festival on New Year's Eve, those flames that symbolize warmth and prosperity.

  Living together for a long time, two small ones without suspicion... That year on New Year's Eve, the flower market was as bright as day... The red candles in the bridal chamber were extinguished last night, waiting for dawn to pay respects to uncle and aunt... After dressing up, she asked her husband in a low voice, how deep or shallow is the painted eyebrow? Ten years of life and death are vast and boundless, not thinking about it, but can't forget... The beautiful and desolate memories interrupted Cui Xuan's tranquility, making him unable to control his spreading spirit, and difficult to stir up his eyebrows.

  All of this, for Cui Xuan, was beautiful to the extreme and painful to the extreme. If it were to happen again, he would be willing to trade a lifetime of tranquility for a long time together.

  The next moment, the sword light brought past events and cut down on the body, cutting down on the heart, with a mysterious trajectory that could not be blocked.

  Choi's pupils constricted, and he suddenly realized, but it was hard to extricate himself. He didn't know whether this severed pure noise of the red dust was an illusion or reality.

  He turned his head to look at the Qingyu coffin, as if he saw that gentle and loving person, so he smiled back at her, without hesitation or evasion, his long sword like a dragon, directly stabbing Meng Qi.

  At this time, only with a desperate heart and fighting together until the end can we hope to force the opponent to retreat and gain a chance of survival!

  This is exactly the same as when Jiang Zhiwei was ambushed by Cheng Yong, Cui Xuan is indeed a master of his generation, the first of the Twelve Heavenly Generals!

  Facing the sword light, facing the red dust that Qinglian brought back, Meng Qi gritted his teeth, his expression ferocious, and surprisingly didn't dodge or retract his blade.

  Who's afraid of whom?

  I have a golden bell cover, I am the master of the six reincarnations, as long as I don't die on the spot, what's there to fear?

  The light is gone, and people have left.

  Meng Qi and Cui Xuan each retreated several steps, one with a long sword piercing his right chest, coughing up blood-colored foam, his lungs severely damaged. The other had a deep knife wound between his chest and abdomen, revealing the vertebrae on his back, and his heart beating wildly.

  "Good... swordsmanship..." Choi Eun-sa said in a hoarse voice, but before he could finish speaking, his whole body collapsed to the ground.

  His eyes lost their luster, but he still stared at the green jade coffin.

  Duan Xiang didn't see the last knife, stopped in front of the Qingyu coffin, looking at Meng Qi like a monster, and after a few breaths, he let out a long sigh: "Fortunately, I didn't lay hands on you, this knife is a divine knife that surpasses all the ultimate skills of my Snow God Palace."

  Although his experience was not enough, just now, he also felt the subtle changes in the world and the feeling of being burdened by worldly desires. He thought that the knife light contained the "principle" and "reason" that all his divine skills lacked.

  Meng Qi didn't dare pull out the long sword on his right chest, but only used a acupuncture point to stop the bleeding. His eyes were fixed on the cold air condensing behind Duan Xiang's back:

  "Killed a mouse, rewarded sixty good deeds."

  "Killed Chen Long, reward 120 good deeds."

  "Side quest 2 completed, withdrawn from combat. Can choose to return at any time within half an hour, forced return after half an hour."

  He smiled at Duan Xiangfei: "I'm telling you, old Duan, cough, just now 'Fantasy Shape Method', cough, wasn't recited completely, hurry up and continue."

  After going through a life-and-death battle and defeating opponents who were much stronger than himself, Meng Qi's cheerful personality emerged, and he started calling Duan Xiangnan "Old Duan".

  He didn't choose to return directly because he was thinking of "Fantasy Great Method", wondering if he could cheat it out from Duan Xiang's mouth.

  Duan Xiang looked at Meng Qi with a faint smile, also covering his wound and said: "If I say I don't agree, you will definitely use Ming Cheng to threaten me, but I don't know if you are my opponent now."

  Meng Qi chuckled twice: "No, cough, I just made a joke, but when my mood gets worse, cough, I will kill innocent people indiscriminately."

  He just thought of intimidating Duan Xiangyi to kill Cui Xing, and then told him that if he didn't recite the "Fantasy Form Method", he would kill Duan Mingcheng himself.

  "No big deal, I was going to tell you about the Phantom Technique anyway." Duan Xiangfei chuckled.

  Meng Qi was taken aback: "Old Duan, cough, when did you become so generous?"

  "We're both badly injured, and it's unlikely we can leave before Luo Qing arrives with his men. So, let's get our story straight." Duan Xiangfei said with a sly smile, "Only by teaching you the 'Fantasy Shape Technique' will you not accuse me of being the Palace Master of Snow God Palace. After all, if that happens, even your heavily injured self won't be spared from being coveted, and the knife technique that killed Cui Old Ghost is definitely something everyone wants."

  "Wait, let me tell you that Cui Lao Gui is the master of Xue Shen Gong, secretly forming the Twelve Constellation Gods organization to rebuild Xue Shen Gong. Alas, my poor child was kidnapped just because he got a treasure map."

  Meng Qi listened with a grin: "Old Duan, aren't you afraid that Fei Zhengqing and others will take the lead?"

  "What's the fear? Aren't they just pretending to be gods? Who would believe it if they were really gods? As long as I can drag it out for a while, even if someone suspects afterwards, my martial arts will have fully recovered. The world is vast, where can't I go?" Duan Xiangfei smiled very slyly.

  Meng Qi stared blankly for a moment, then sighed: "Old Duan, you... cough, are really an old fox!"

  Duan Xiangfei stopped talking and began reciting the next two or three hundred words from memory.

  Meng Qi didn't ask whether it was true or false, anyway, going back would allow the Lord of the Six Paths to verify, as long as most of it was correct, it wouldn't take much good karma to make up for it.

  Thinking about it, the master of the six paths is really a must-have for home travel!

  Wait until Duan Xiang finishes reciting, Meng Qi asked many places where he didn't remember clearly, then smiled and said: "Old Duan, cough, I won't accompany you to wait for Luo Qing, you yourself, cough, make up a good excuse."

  "You still have the ability to act..." Duan Xiangfei looked somewhat relieved.

  "Ah, cough, you mentioned when you gave me the task, cough, what was that mysterious gift?" Meng Qi suddenly remembered this and couldn't help but ask curiously.

  Duan Xiang took down a pendant from his neck and threw it to Meng Qi with difficulty: "This."

  Meng Qi took it and looked at it, suddenly stunned, with a stormy sea rising in his heart.

  Because this pendant is a small jade Buddha, with a face full of mercy and kindness, vivid and lifelike, cool and warm to the touch, delicate and smooth, exactly the same as the one that broke into pieces!

  The jade Buddha pendant that seemed to lead me into the cycle of rebirth before, now I see another one exactly the same, how can I not be surprised, how can I not be shocked, how can I not be suspicious, how can my hair not stand on end?

  "Where...cough, where...cough, are you from?" Meng Qi's coughing grew more violent due to the intense emotional fluctuations.

  Duan Xiang looked at Meng Qi with a puzzled expression: "Could it be that this jade Buddha pendant is related to the secrets of Buddhism?"

  He saw Meng Qi not responding, and continued: "When I was young, I went to Changhua Temple to worship the Buddha, and Master Yuan Miao gave me this amulet, saying that before my 60th birthday, I could use it to avoid disasters and difficulties. After my 60th birthday, I had to find someone with a good fate to give it to. In the following decades, everything went smoothly for me, both openly and secretly, but after passing my 60th birthday last year, I encountered all sorts of things, so at that time, I thought of giving this jade Buddha pendant to you."

  "Didn't Yuanmeng Master say anything else? Cough, didn't he mention how the destined person would obtain it? Cough, is it also an amulet?" Meng Qi's face was uncertain.

  Duan Xiang thought for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "He only said that after sending it out, there would be no more protective effect, as for whether there are other effects, he didn't say."

  "Where is Master Yuán Méng now?" Meng Qi asked weakly but solemnly.

  "He passed away more than a decade ago." Duan Xiangfei replied very clearly.

  Meng Qi put away the "Small Jade Buddha", just about to investigate further, when suddenly he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from the corridor, and immediately whispered "Return".

  If you're seriously injured and have no strength to fight back, then don't confront others anymore.

  If we fall into battle again, there will be no way back!

  Luo Qing took the lead, followed by Cui Jinxiu, Long Youzong, Ning Daogu and others. Together, they passed through the corridor and saw the situation inside the ice cellar.

  Chui Xing was seen lying on the ice block, his eyes staring at the Qingyu coffin, with a fatal knife wound between his chest and abdomen. You Tongguang's body was filled with silver needles, his corpse turned black. Duan Mingcheng's eyes were tightly closed, his breathing weak, and his face pale.

  Duan Xiang's eyes were fixed on the front, his body covered in wounds, obviously severely injured.

  Two grandmasters, one dead and one injured, how frightening and terrifying is this?

  Long Youzong and the others suddenly felt as if they had entered hell, but what surprised them even more was that in the direction where Duan Xiangyu was looking, there was a white-robed monk with a handsome face and a slightly delicate appearance. His body was half-transparent, with a long sword inserted into his right chest. Although his monk's robe was tattered and stained with blood for more than half of it, he still had an otherworldly air about him with his eyes lightly closed.

  A cluster of illusory golden lotuses emerged, surrounding him completely. When the lotuses disappeared, the monk was gone without a trace, leaving only a faint sense of clarity in the air.

  "This......" Even Luo Qing, a master with a very cold temperament, was now staring at this scene with his eyes wide open and his mouth agape. This was simply the reenactment of a mythological legend!

  Duan Xiang suddenly came back to his senses and said loudly: "Cui Xuan is the master of the Snow God Palace, the Zhenlong among the twelve gods. He secretly plotted against me, but fortunately, the true Ding Fa Shi lent a hand, and I was able to crush this conspiracy. Unfortunately, he used the One Knife Through God technique, opening up the boundary between the mortal and divine realms, and flew away with a broken void, what a pity that I couldn't engage in a battle of wits with him!"

  "One slash through the soul?" Luo Qing's eyes narrowed, staring at Cui Xuan's chest wound in shock.

  "Break through the void and ascend?" The mouths of Long Youzong's sect leader, Le Shi, and others involuntarily opened wide.

  This matter is really too unbelievable, but the scene just now made them have no choice but to believe!

  What a stunning and shocking blow it was when Zen Master Zhen Ding broke through the void with his divine sword!