Several flying flowers followed the gap opened by the millstone and drilled in like light.

Accompanied by a muffled groan, several blood holes penetrated through Ling Xiao's body, and several flying flowers penetrated into the soil behind her.

Her breath became very weak.

Yan Jidao bowed to Ling Xiao and apologized: "I offended you."

Blood flowed from Lingxiao's wounds.

She was still standing, not sitting down, and not falling down.

Ling Xiao did not lose in any other place, she only lost in her cultivation. Because of this, she could hardly turn defeat into victory.

Yan Jidao was not tempted at all, and his mind was humble.

Ling Xiao ignored Yan Jidao's apology and said to Ji Liao: "Give me the sword."

Ji Liao said, "I have two swords here. One sword can heal your injuries, and the other sword will aggravate your injuries."

Ling Xiao said: "I want the sword that will aggravate my injury."

Her tone was decisive and could not be argued.

Ji Liao looked calm and asked Dong Xuanzi to hand over the sword that he handed to Ling Xiao to her. If Ji Liao's cultivation level goes further, he can melt the vitality of the sword into the Qingshuang sword given by Dong Xuanzi. At that time, the sword can save people or kill people.

But Ling Xiao couldn't wait.

This is her choice.

At the same time, it also proves another thing. Ling Xiao, who has a gentle and kind side, still cannot affect her other side. Otherwise, she would choose a small sword that can cure injuries rather than a sword that can kill people.

Ji Liao understood Dong Xuanzi's intention from this. He also wanted Ling Xiao to make this choice to judge what situation the two selves in Ling Xiao's body were in at this time.

Ling Xiao caught the sword handed over by Ji Liao, and the blood in the wound was frozen under the cold air of the sword.

A sword is cold and the wind and rain are withering.

Yan Jidao looked at his sleeves, stained with a lot of ice slags. Around him, layers of sword energy were pressing over, like a cage, trapping him inside.

This is not Ling Xiao’s power, but the power of the sword.

The sword is already very spiritual, and it may not take long to become a magic sword of the real human level of the Yuanshen.

Yan Jidao didn't want to die here.

A crackling sound sounded in his palm, and a ball of thunder and fire appeared in his hand.

There was a loud bang.

The world was covered by the smoke and clouds of thunder and fire, and the entire deserted island was shaking.

"Thunder and earth fire."

This is the Xuantian School’s family-oriented method, and it is also a kind of talisman technique. In terms of power, it should be made by a real person in Changsheng.

The smoke and clouds had not yet dissipated, and Ji Liao shook the dust on his body.

As soon as the thought moves, the figure disappears.

The sea was undulating, but the waves did not wet the corner of Yan Jidao's clothes standing on the sea.

He did not continue to move forward because Ji Liao blocked his way.

Yan Jidao frowned and said, "I have said that if the real person wants to capture me, I will never resist. So you should have explained earlier that I can avoid hurting the Lord Lingxiao Peak."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "It's not my turn to catch you. I'm just a little curious. Where are you going to escape?"

Yan Jidao whispered: "Did the real person ask him knowingly?"

Ji Liao said: "Then do you really want to go to the temple? Tell me why."

Yan Jidao shook his head and said, "Real person, I want to go to the temple, it has nothing to do with you."

Ji Liao said: "Can you be the secret son of the Xuantian Sect who entered the temple? But if you join them with such an identity, how could the people in the temple believe it?"

Yan Jidao said softly: "Yes, even Qingpingzi joined the temple, he did not gain their trust, let alone me. But I really want to join the temple. As long as I am sincere, they will accept me."

Ji Liao said: "I can't figure it out even more. What is the temple worth attracting you?"

Yan Jidao lowered his eyebrows and looked at the undulating sea water and whispered: "They are doing what I think is right. There should be karma and retribution in this world, and there should be an orderly order of reincarnation. Even monks should not have too many privileges since they are in the world."

"But you are also a monk yourself. Are you denying yourself?" Ji Liao asked.

Yan Jidao said casually: "I know I am on the wrong path, of course I have to turn back."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "I understand, you go."

Yan Jidao was slightly stunned, then he bowed to Ji Liao, turned into light, and left through the air.

Soon, there was a shocking magic fluctuation in the direction of Yan Jidao's departure.

This is another layer of obstacle. As for whether he can escape, it has nothing to do with Ji Liao.

Ji Liao moved instantly and returned to the beach where he was before.

The smoke and clouds dissipated, Ling Xiao's hair was messy and covered in blood. She was cross-legged on the beach, and the sea water wet her lower body.

The sword of clear frost was inserted beside her. When a sea crab approached Lingxiao, it was immediately frozen by the sword energy emitted by the sword. A gust of wind blew it directly into ice powder.

The Divine Sword has the ability to protect the Lord.

Ji Liao approached Ling Xiao, but was not subjected to the sword energy.

Because he has no breath.

It can be said that as long as Ji Liao is willing, there will be not many monks in the world who can discover his existence.

This is part of the mystery of the Taishang Sword Sutra.

If Ji Liao was lucky enough to understand the highest realm and transform into the Tao, he would be everywhere. But now Ji Liao is still far away from that realm, and he has not even touched the fur at all.

The wind blows the waves, and the bright moon disappears in the west.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes, his clear eyes were as gentle as water.

The first thing she saw was Ji Liao, who was covered in dew.

Ling Xiao coughed several times and said apologetically: "Uncle Ji Liao, I'm sorry, I'll protect my Dharma."

She turned back to the original Lingxiao.

But Ji Liao could still see that there was a faint indifference in the deepest part of her gentle eyes that could not be erased.

Ji Liao said: "Follow me."

"Where to go?" Ling Xiao said in confusion.

Ji Liao said: "Go to my old brother and ask you for justice."

Ling Xiao said: "The headmaster is very good. I don't care about the headmaster's affairs when I am injured. It's because I am incompetent."

Ji Liao said: "Silly child, he is thinking about using you to do something else. If you are soft-hearted to him this time, you will suffer even more."

Ling Xiao wanted to speak but stopped, so he finally chose to remain silent.

Dong Xuanzi is very nice to her, and Uncle Ji Liao is also very nice to her. However, although Dong Xuanzi gave her a lot of gifts, Ji Liao still accompanied her more during her growth period.

To her, Ji Liao was both a father and a brother. Dong Xuanzi was just an elder.

So Ling Xiao did not mean to miss Ji Liao.

…

…

"Uncle Master, the head master has already left."

Ji Liao was taking Ling Xiao to find Dong Xuanzi to reason, but Dong Xuanzi had expected it and walked away one step ahead.

He looked at Qingyangzi who was passing the message on behalf of others and said, "Where has the old man been?"

Qing Yangzi coughed lightly and said, "Uncle Master, the head teacher is the head teacher after all, so we have to respect it."

Ji Liao said: "Then where did he go?"

Qingyangzi said: "The head sect and the other three sect leaders went to Lingtai Mountain."

Ji Liao suddenly realized that the old man's senior brother was indeed very scheming. He cleaned the inside at night on the surface, but secretly went to do other major things with the other three sect leaders.
Chapter completed!