Chapter 184: I

Zhuang Buran and Li Hanyi landed from the eaves. When Lei Wujie saw them, he had nowhere to hide and immediately hid behind Ye Ruoyi.

"I just wanted to praise your sword technique as not bad, but now you are hiding behind a woman. Who taught you this?" Li Hanyi said flatly.

"People generally like to hide behind those they are closest to, so they have a great sense of security," the young green-robed Daoist nodded:

"It seems Little Brother Lei treats this girl as a... good brother to whom he can entrust his life."

"Good bro—?" Lei Wujie reacted suddenly, jumped out, and blurted out:

"I don't want to be any good brother."

As soon as he said it, he regretted it, fearing that Ye Ruoyi would misunderstand, and hurriedly explained:

"No, no, I mean, how can men and women become good brothers."

"Oh, is that so?" the young green-robed Daoist said airily:

"Men and women can't be brothers, I suppose they can only be husband and wife."

He looked Lei Wujie up and down:

"Unexpectedly, looking at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you still hide such shameless thoughts in your heart. Could it be that as soon as you saw this girl, you even thought of the names of your children?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Ruoyi's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head, not knowing what to say. Lei Wujie was at a loss and immediately begged Li Hanyi for mercy:

"Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have secretly descended the mountain to participate in the Hundred Flowers Gathering. I admit my punishment, please ask Daoist Zhao not to toss me around anymore."

Seeing Lei Wujie's pitiful appearance, Li Hanyi's heart softened, and she said to the young green-robed Daoist beside her with slight helplessness:

"In front of the younger generation, when will you have the demeanor of an elder?"

"Fine, this girl clearly has an incomplete congenital heart pulse. Being able to live until now is thanks to Sikong Changfeng being half a disciple of Xin Baicao. This poor Daoist can actually cure her—"

Before Zhuang Buran finished speaking, Lei Wujie said impatiently:

"Daoist Zhao, do you really have a way to cure Miss Ye's congenital heart disease?"

Ye Ruoyi also suddenly raised her head and looked at the young green-robed Daoist with extremely uneasy eyes.

"Since you don't believe this poor Daoist, then consider it as me talking nonsense."

"Wujie was wrong, please don't hold a grudge against a small person, Daoist Zhao," Lei Wujie said hurriedly.

At this moment, Sikong Changfeng suddenly appeared in front of several people and said:

"Brother Zhao, Changfeng is ashamed. My medical skills have always been a bit lacking, and I cannot cure this Miss Ye's heart disease. I wonder if I can trouble you to take action and treat her."

"This poor Daoist is always lazy and has no hobby of helping people for no reason," Zhuang Buran smiled.

Sikong Changfeng frowned:

"I wonder what Brother Zhao wants before you are willing to help?"

"In this world, it seems there is nothing worth this poor Daoist's plotting," the young green-robed Daoist pretended to be thoughtful and said:

"I have always disliked the Northern Li Xiao clan. Why don't you beat Xiao Se up? As long as you beat him until he can't get out of bed for ten days or half a month, I will save this little girl."

Immediately, everyone stood in place with confused expressions, unable to figure out why someone suddenly wanted to toss Xiao Se around.

But when they recalled that since these days, this person had been ignoring him except for wanting to know how Ji Ruofeng arranged him from Xiao Se, they realized belatedly if there was any grudge.

Li Hanyi's eyes flashed with strangeness, recalling the disdainful expression the young green-robed Daoist showed when mentioning the Northern Li Xiao clan before, and couldn't help but have a realization in her heart.

"Legend has it that when Zhao Yuzhen was born, a ray of light shone into the room. Because he was an immortal reincarnated, several Heavenly Masters of Wangcheng Mountain went down the mountain to welcome him, so he had never taken a step down Wangcheng Mountain for more than thirty years."

Xiao Se walked over slowly:

"Some people say that Zhao Yuzhen cannot descend the mountain because of an aphorism from the old Heavenly Master Lv Suzhen, saying that if he were allowed to descend the mountain, it would cause turmoil in the world and even affect the throne of the current Northern Li Emperor."

"Therefore, five thousand armored cavalry have been stationed thirty miles outside Wangcheng Mountain, just to prevent him from descending the mountain."

"Zhao Haizhen, the one in Tianqi City offended your Wangcheng Mountain, what does it have to do with me? If you have the ability, go find him to settle the account."

Zhuang Buran smiled and looked at Sikong Changfeng:

"Little Brother Sikong, think about it yourself. This poor Daoist will only wait for you for two months. After that, it will be too late. However, I want this kid to be unable to get out of bed for three months next, and it is best to break his hands and feet."

He paused, as if kindly reminding:

"I'll give you a sentence: if you take action, you might save more than just one life."

After Zhuang Buran finished speaking, he looked at the stunned Lei Wujie:

"Little Brother Lei, why don't you follow your master back to the mountain to practice the sword."

After speaking, he took the lead and swept toward Cangshan.

"Hanyi, what exactly does this Yellow Millet Immortal want to do?" Sikong Changfeng frowned:

"I only realize now that his coming to Snow Moon City has another purpose."

Li Hanyi said gloomily:

"You can say he has one, or you can say he doesn't. If he really held a grudge against the Mingde Emperor for sending elite troops to station outside Wangcheng Mountain, he would have taken action to clean them up when he descended the mountain."

"Then what is the intention of this person?" Sikong Changfeng didn't understand.

"Wait and see. Based on my understanding of him, I also advise you to take action, because he only looks like he likes to joke, but in fact, he has always liked to speak the truth."

Li Hanyi carried Lei Wujie and flew toward the direction of Cangshan, leaving everyone standing in place with complex expressions.

On the mountain road near the peak of Cangshan, Li Hanyi and Lei Wujie walked one after the other.

The red-clothed youth seemed to have held back for a long time and finally couldn't help but ask:

"Master, I have always been unable to understand why you would like a guy with such an extremely wicked temperament as Zhao Haizhen."

"Then why do you like that girl named Ye Ruoyi?" Li Hanyi asked back.

Lei Wujie was stunned for a long time before saying:

"Because... she looks good."

"Just this one reason?" Li Hanyi asked again.

Lei Wujie thought carefully and said:

"It seems... there is no other reason. However, I said she looks good, not because I like all the beautiful women in the world, but just that the moment I saw her, I felt that I was a bit wrong."

"But on second thought, I don't know her past, I don't know her personality, and I don't know what she likes or dislikes. Thinking about it, perhaps it was just that heartbeat at first sight."

Seeing that his master remained silent and kept walking forward, he couldn't help but follow quickly:

"Master, why did you suddenly talk about me? Isn't it about—"

Li Hanyi interrupted flatly:

"I am the same as you."

Lei Wujie fell silent immediately, but found that someone's appearance was indeed worthy of the four words "peerless beauty," but it was usually covered up by his lazy and wicked temperament by sixty or seventy percent.

Two months later, at the peak of Cangshan.

Li Hanyi and Lei Wujie stood on both sides, their Qi momentum condensed, while not far away stood a young green-robed Daoist.

"Master, today I have come to fulfill the agreement."

As Lei Wujie grasped the hilt of the Listen to Rain sword, his Qi momentum surged, and he said:

"I have three swords, please try them, Master."

"Good," Li Hanyi said flatly.

"The first sword, taught by the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Moonlight and Flowers!"

Lei Wujie drew his sword, drawing the flowers of all the peaks of Cangshan into the sword body, which contained a hint of moonlight.

"Very good, Lei Hong's sword technique was not as good as yours at your age."

After Li Hanyi finished speaking, the young green-robed Daoist on the side pretended to be confused:

"As a Lei Sect disciple, Lei Hong practiced fist and foot techniques since he was a child. Did he practice sword techniques when he was seventeen?"

Li Hanyi's mouth twitched, and the joy on Lei Wujie's face, who had just heard the praise, also froze.

"Lei Wujie, if you want to take my three sword strikes, don't be distracted by others."

Li Hanyi also drew her sword and used "Moonlight and Flowers." Lei Wujie focused his mind and used his whole body's power to fight against it.

"Boom!"

Lei Wujie retreated three steps, stood firmly, breathed slightly, and said:

"Master, you can count this sword strike of yours as being taken by the disciple."

"It barely counts as you taking it, but if you only have this level, you won't be able to take the next two sword strikes," Li Hanyi said lightly.

When Lei Wujie heard this, the Qi momentum on his body became more and more intense, and flames appeared in his left palm:

"Sword return!"

The Slaughtering Sword on the plaque of the Dengtian Pavilion responded, and within a few breaths, it fell into his hand.

"Sword and human are connected; it turns out he has broken into the Free and Unfettered Earth Realm," the young green-robed Daoist on the side pretended to have a very surprised expression.

"The second sword, two-handed sword technique, one taught by the Lei Sect swordsman Lei Hong, and the other taught by the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, named Paper Clouds and Smoke!"

"This second sword, please try it, Master!"

Only to see the Slaughtering Sword flaming with fire, and the Listen to Rain sword cold and gentle. One cold and one warm, two completely opposite sword Qi were struck out by the red-clothed youth.

"Good, then I will return you a sword, Thunder in the Flat Ground!"

Li Hanyi swung her long sword, shaking out a violent sword momentum like thunder and fire, and a sword Qi with only domineering killing intent went straight to meet the incoming two sword Qi.

"Boom!"

Lei Wujie retreated more than ten zhang and finally stopped. He staggered, as if he had exhausted his strength.

Li Hanyi stood with her sword retracted and said:

"Taken well, but this two-handed sword technique of yours should have been the third sword you prepared. If you don't have a stronger sword, your sword duel today will end in failure."

Lei Wujie remained silent, barely stuck the two swords in his hand into the ground, picked up a wooden stick, and walked slowly to Li Hanyi, pointing the wooden stick at her. 【184-

"What is this?"

Li Hanyi's tone faltered, no longer as calm and composed as before.

"This is my third sword," Lei Wujie said softly:

"Passed down by my sister, the Sancai Sword Technique, a flat thrust!"

The Sancai Sword is the most basic introductory sword technique in the martial arts world; one can buy a manual for a few dozen coins, and even a young child of a few years old can perform a few moves in a decent manner.

Yet now, as Lei Wujie delivered this one sword strike, it left the dignified Sword Immortal helpless, forced to let him strike the mask from her face.

Lei Wujie was instantly bathed in tears, just staring blankly at the Li Hanyi before him.

And when he unleashed his second sword, Sikong Changfeng and the others had already arrived at the peak of Cangshan.

"Zhao Huanzhen, did you teach him that third sword?" Li Hanyi suddenly looked at the young Daoist in green robes to the side.

Zhuang Buran looked entirely innocent:

"This time it really wasn't me. Even I am looking at this silly boy with new eyes. I fear he discovered your true identity long ago in secret, just waiting for this sword trial today to catch you off guard."

(End of this chapter)