Chapter 292: Heart Poison

In the suffocation of his heart and lungs, Pei Ye's throat could hardly speak. Ignoring everything, he immediately turned over, took his sword, got on his horse, and shook the reins violently, rushing toward the city gate.

He patted the sword box on his back and said urgently: "Zhanxin Liuli, can you go over by yourself first?"

Zhanxin Liuli flew out of the box and circled around him twice.

"I don't need you to look at the map." Pei Ye galloped through the night street, "Do you remember the little cat? Can you find it? Just go and help it."

Zhanxin Liuli vibrated, drawing a transparent trace in the night sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Pei Ye pursed his lips and clamped the horse's belly again.

From here to Yinyang, a fast horse would take more than an hour.

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The clear night sky seemed to be cut by a water mark by Zhanxin Liuli.

The famous sword flew this distance in no more than two quarters of an hour.

Yinyang was south of Xiangzhou. This direction was not away from the sword master, but closer. Zhanxin Liuli choked its whistling speed above the light clouds, paused for a moment, and fell toward the small house on the top of the mountain below.

In the old residence.

Pitch-black without lights.

The ghostly blue hanging from the black-robed High Priest's waist was the only point of light in the night. This point of light swept over from the tomb group, almost pulling into a ghostly blue line of fire, until it hovered in front of the west courtyard door.

It was exactly this room where the guests were staying today.

In the few contacts just now, that thing was almost invisible from head to tail, only seeing scales and claws, like a python or a lizard, five or six feet long, pitch-black and jade-tough.

However, although its appearance was mysterious, its threat was not great. Although it had mysterious power, it was very weak; although its strength was abundant, it was not as good as the Sixth Life.

It was just that such a thing that holds mystery easily affects the proclamation, so he followed all the way, refusing to let go of a single step.

Sure enough, it returned to this courtyard.

But it didn't continue to flee.

The old man's ghost eyes lowered, pushed open the courtyard door, and the courtyard was silent. He came to the hall and stopped. He and the thing inside felt each other at the same time.

After standing still for a breath, the old man raised his hand and pushed open the wooden door.

The thing that he could feel but not see since noon entered his field of vision.

Right in the hall, a painting of stone mountains and sparse bamboo hung high. With it as the background, those emerald-transparent vertical pupils floated coldly in the air.

The agile and handsome body floated without wind, about five or six feet long, and jade-like scales swept across the moonlight. It appeared in front of the old man without dodging.

"... Immortal Lord's offspring." The old man's dry and hoarse voice rang in the room, "Are you the one from Xincang in July?"

The black Chi said nothing, and there was no expression in its cold eyes, but suddenly, many ghostly blue and gorgeous points of light lit up in the night, growing and swaying in the air, like jellyfish-like flowers.

The black-robed old man's gaze froze, and his True Qi suddenly expanded around him. The next moment, his figure retreated violently, and the flowers chased after him, the flames exploding into huge brightness in the courtyard.

But the heat had not yet dissipated, the airflow drummed, and a sharp black-robed figure broke through the waves, but did not head toward the black Chi, but swept straight back toward the back of the house.

The Immortal Hunt must be accompanied by people. Since it was here, the green-robed young girl must be unfavorable to 【Proclamation】.

The black Chi chased after it, and in the blink of an eye, it was behind the old man. In the night sky, the High Priest pulled out his blade and twisted his body violently. Under the crescent moon, a sharp cold light suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Like a knife breaking leather, the jade-tough Chi body suddenly opened a crack under this knife, but this injury did not block its momentum at all. In the blood, the black Chi twisted its head, bit the blade of this knife to death, and pulled with all its might, opening an empty gate in front of him.

The old man was startled and didn't have time to react. A jade light swept down from the sky. The flowing light was as pure as the cold night and as moist as the clear rain, passing through his chest. The black robe was drummed up by the whistling wind, just like an ice thread passing through a sandalwood bead.

This body fell silently. The black Chi turned into a cat body, and its muscles had already bitten the crack into a thin line.

It stepped on the famous sword, and the two things that were detached from the vulgar were together. I don't know how they communicated, but Zhanxin Liuli only hovered for a moment, then swept toward the back house.

Along the way, everything was blocked. A sword and a cat turned into the back hall of the sacrificial shrine in an instant. The black cat jumped down and pointed at the stone slab.

Zhanxin Liuli hovered in the sky twice, and the invisible mysterious energy condensed into the sword body. The next moment, the flowing light flashed, and the sound of clanging reached the four fields. The sword tip had already hit the stone slab.

The power of compressed collision exploded in this ancestral hall instantly. Doors and windows shattered in an instant, tables flew and chairs scattered in the room, and there was no place intact.

But the stone slab restored its stability after the huge shock.

The black cat stopped Zhanxin Liuli, stared at the stone slab with emerald eyes, walked around it a few times, and then the Chi fire slowly seeped in like liquid, wrapping the slab bit by bit along the cracks.

Slowly, some hidden patterns were climbed out by extremely fine fire lines, and the complex patterns were outlined on the slab bit by bit.

This process took nearly two quarters of an hour. The black cat completed about half, and then it stopped and jumped out.

Signaling Zhanxin Liuli to come with another sword.

Zhanxin Liuli, who had already accumulated momentum, pulled out a stream of broken feathers and clouds. The sword tip pointed to the center of the stone slab, and the overwhelming power was transmitted to the side. But after touching the part marked by the fire line, it was like hard stone turning into soft rot. The whole stone slab suddenly collapsed into powder, and the bright sword light and cloud energy pierced through the cave for several feet, illuminating the deep and long path.

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In the sacrificial realm.

Li Piaoping held this stone mirror in her hand, but her gaze still fell on the sacrificial platform: "I see that your mother and sister also seem to know this "Transmitting Chuan Xin Zhu," how did they pass through the servants who receive the proclamation?"

Miss Yi Chengxin smiled: "At that time, the servants who received the proclamation had not yet been infected into puppets."

"... Oh." Li Piaoping nodded slowly, "So they were also going to assassinate the God-Child?"

"No, mother and sister were sacrifices."

"Then why did the servants who receive the proclamation have to be awake to let them in?" Li Piaoping was surprised, "If they are the ones transmitting the proclamation now, will the proclamation servants also block them?"

"..." Miss Yi Chengxin smiled, "The proclamation servants don't block "Transmitting Chuan Xin Zhu." "Transmitting Chuan Xin Zhu" is a secret technique for transmitting the proclamation, which every proclamation child must practice. What they will block... is something else I brought."

"Oh? What is it?" Li Piaoping opened her eyes.

Miss Yi Chengxin smiled: "Sister, wash through this mirror first, and we'll go in and talk."

"... Oh." Li Piaoping held the mirror to herself and looked at the gate, "What exactly is inside?"

"Formation place, can lead to the realm of Purple Bamboo."

"Is there only one formation inside?"

"For the proclamation child, this is a quiet room for going before the God-Child's steps." Miss Yi Chengxin said, "Inside are the heart poisons left by the proclamation children of the past. Before meeting the God-Child, the current proclamation child will sharpen the Candle Sword again here."

"Hmm..." Li Piaoping raised her eyes and looked, "So after going in, it's not immediately entering the realm of Purple Bamboo, right? Then we don't have to be in a hurry."

Miss Yi Chengxin smiled: "But this gate will close."

"Oh, so that's it..."

"Sister, wash the mirror, we'll go in now."

Li Piaoping held her hand under her chin: "By the way, how does the 'Candle Sword' play a role in the 'Proclamation'?"

"..." Miss Yi Chengxin looked at her, her smile faded a little, and she didn't say anything.

Silence.

Li Piaoping lowered her brows, threw the mirror back onto the platform, and also raised her brows and pursed a smile.

"When did sister start not believing me?"

"From beginning to end." Li Piaoping looked at the young girl's exquisite and pale face and said softly, "I don't easily believe in a person, especially in such a place... You know, the smile you have when you tell a lie and the smile you have when you tell the truth are different, right?"

Miss Yi Chengxin looked at her and lowered her brows: "... But sister pretends to be the kind of person who easily believes in others."

"Yes, so I feel that you are indeed too much like me." Li Piaoping sighed gently, "Sometimes I really feel like I'm facing myself. Not changing face, a hundred changes in scheming is exactly what Master wants me to try hard to throw away."

This young master of the Jade Jade Mountain took a gentle breath, and her eyes became flat: "If I believed you, the Cuiyu that I have exhausted everything for would have already become a puppet of the Candle World Sect."

Miss Yi Chengxin smiled slowly and lowered her brows: "Because... I really don't want to kill sister."

Li Piaoping acted as if she didn't hear it and said flatly: "Why on earth do you want to assassinate the Proclamation God-Child?"

Miss Yi Chengxin also put away her smile and looked at her coldly: "Immortal Lord's proclamation child, it is only right and proper to take the proclamation."

On the side of the two, the fluorescence penetrating from the gate became heavier and heavier.

The sharp sound of wind rang out in an instant.

Both moved at the same time!

Li Piaoping's emerald dress was like an arrow shadow.

Miss Yi Chengxin could never say more things, and she never got closer to her.

So she had to make a move like this.

This clear and spiritual young girl was light and fast with her sword. In a sweep, her figure stepped on the sacrificial platform. Unlike those green-robed people who came straight through, she drew a stunning and drifting curve, drifting like a butterfly, fast like a sparrow. Not to mention those who had not practiced martial arts, even experienced sword hands of the same realm would have to tighten their nerves to catch such a trajectory.

In this process, she always closed her eyes. She didn't cast a look at the young girl at all.

But the gray-white world descended after all.

Miss Yi Chengxin only cast one look at her, and the "Transmitting Chuan Xin Zhu" that had reached the realm of "Sensing Heart" dissected the entire heart and mind of the young girl in front of her.

She was holding her sword and stepping on the platform, but time had slowed down a hundred times.

"Candle Sword" cultivation determines what the practitioner sees when dissecting the heart. At this moment, in the gray-white realm in Miss Yi Chengxin's eyes, there were more than a dozen light spots shining on the young girl's chest.

Miss Yi Chengxin picked one of the brightest ones and tapped it gently.

In an instant, the rich black candle body surged up, drowning the swaying flame on it.

In Li Piaoping's field of vision, everything suddenly slowed down as if it were still.

At the same time, she suddenly forgot everything she was doing. Drizzle, cold moon, and lake wind surged from the bottom of her heart, covering the real world.

That old, dull, and kind face hit her heart unexpectedly.

That night by the lake.

She stood on the pavilion, and Nie Qianyu below had just withdrawn her sword in serious injury, looking at her as she had done many times since she was a child.

The whistle in her palm was hard and grinding. She immediately realized what was about to happen next. Huge panic gripped her heart tightly. The moment the candle body drowned the flame, she put the whistle to her mouth regardless of everything.

She knew what she was doing, and she knew what decision she should have made. But at this moment, no planning, no line of survival in a desperate situation, no Cuiyu Tianshan... was as important as the gaze the old man cast toward her.

"Cuiyu Sword Sect is the jade beads passed down by the ancestors in the Feather Shrine, held tightly generation after generation." The uncle, in the days when his mind was still clear, once hugged her when she was young and smiled gently in the sunset, "Although they are worn small and broken, they are still held in our hands, and they are very bright, aren't they?"

"I am the child of a maid bought back from the landlord's house by the senior brother, and you were also picked up by the senior brother... Many people in the sect have no parents, but as long as this pulse exists, everyone holds it, and we have the same home."

"... Yes, to pass down such a sect pulse, it must have gone through many blood blades and sacrifices. It's the same for our generation. Maybe one day, I will also sacrifice for it... Growing up in its shade, and dying to protect it when I'm old, isn't that a fulfilling life?... Haha, are you afraid of dead people? Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore... It doesn't matter, if Piaoping is afraid, don't be the sect leader in the future."

Yes, uncle... I won't be the sect leader anymore.

Must Cuiyu exist?

Under such a situation, isn't Cuiyu already at the end of its life? Why sacrifice so many people to forcibly save it?

Even if one has to die, it shouldn't be me who makes the decision; even if one has to die, let everyone die together.

Li Piaoping, with tears in her eyes, puffed up her cheeks regardless of everything.

The whole heart candle was about to fall into gray-white.

But at this instant, the old man's eyes in the night seemed to overlap with the eyes in that dusk.

Li Piaoping's breath was stuck in her throat.

In an instant, she found the persistence she had always had.

Li Piaoping, if you don't be the sect leader... who else can be the sect leader? You don't want to endure this torture, who else will endure it?

Master is old, senior brother has passed away... I have always been the sect leader of Jade Jade Mountain!

In the wrapping of deep black, a little bright white flame suddenly flickered, and then bloomed suddenly, forcing the black back again.

This burning candle flame was even brighter than before, as if it had gone through a tempering.

The realm of the heart candle faded away suddenly, and the two young girls who were fighting fell back to the real world at the same time.

In the sacrificial realm, Li Piaoping's body and sword in the air collapsed suddenly, hitting the giant cauldron burning with ghostly blue flames messily.

Afterward, the young girl fell and curled up on the ground, as fragile as a shelled snail, her Shicui sword and dress both loose and soft.

Miss Yi Chengxin dodged to the side, staggered a step, held the sacrificial platform tightly to support her body, and then "wow" covered her heart and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two young girls raised their heads at the same time, their faces as pale as paper. Li Piaoping was even weaker. She covered her chest tightly, confirming that her heart was still beating, her face covered in sweat, and she couldn't even stand up for a while.

"... So this is... 'Candle Sword Burning Heart Poison'." Li Piaoping gritted her teeth and smiled, her voice weak, "I don't know if I broke your 'Candle Sword'?"

Miss Yi Chengxin smiled silently. She raised her sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at the young girl who couldn't stand up with indifferent eyes: "It doesn't matter, let me see... what the remaining ones are."

She picked up a sharp and cold dagger scattered by the green-robed person on the ground.

At this moment, a huge clanging collision came from the distant cave.

Both of them stiffened at the same time.

Miss Yi Chengxin turned around immediately and went straight to the ghostly ethereal gate. Li Piaoping exerted all her remaining strength, threw her sword violently, and stuck it on the origin point of the fire talisman on the stone wall!

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