Chapter 594: Urgent Persuasion

Yu Jiang raised his head, looking quietly at the Gang energy galloping through the air from afar. The golden brilliance was as bright as a sword breaking through the air, dividing a piece of black cloud into two, dragging out a long golden flame. He looked heavily, his expression did not change much, and he retreated a step silently, watching the golden light galloping through the air and manifesting in front of him.

Li Qinghong, who was full of thunder, turned her slender hand, retracted her long spear, and hung it behind her. The purple thunder fell like rain, and a man in white-gold armor manifested beside her.

This man had a broad chest, was slightly taller than Li Qinghong, with sharp eyes, wearing armor and holding a weapon, holding a huge and ferocious golden bow in his hand, floating in the air. The invisible Gang energy permeated the air, making a creaking sound.

His eyes under his long eyebrows opened like an eagle, sweeping toward the heavy demonic clouds.

"Second Uncle!"

Li Qinghong asked happily. The man in white-gold armor nodded slowly, raised his eyes to look, and collided with Yu Jiang's gaze.

This pair of eyes was slightly cold in its scrutiny, but the eyebrows made Yu Jiang bite his teeth unconsciously. He was as cold as if he had descended into a body of ice and snow, from head to calf. The young man forced himself not to move his gaze, staring quietly.

He saw the man's eyebrows tremble upward, his black-gray pupils slowly dilated, and the fierce evil spirit dissipated. His lips trembled, and Yu Jiang heard a hoarse voice:

"You..."

The young man's coldness was almost stiff, but this sentence made a burst of hot blood rush to his head. The hand holding the mysterious talisman twitched twice, and a strange thought appeared in his heart:

【His voice is much older than his appearance.】

Yu Jiang raised his hand, touched his storage bag, took out an object, and tried his best to make his voice calm, but it was inevitably trembling, and even a bit vague: "Senior."

He held a golden arrow in his palm, heavy and cold, the feathers at the tail were bright and shining, the arrowhead was polished exquisitely and brightly, and it was faintly emitting brilliance.

Several small characters were engraved on the arrow body 【Yishan Li Xuanfeng】, the font was wild, showing the master's bearing.

The man's gaze stayed on the arrow for a moment. The young man even felt that his hand was a few points heavier. Li Xuanfeng went to look at his eyebrows again, looking very seriously. The young man maintained his expression and whispered:

"This is Senior's object, hereby returned."

Li Xuanfeng's gaze stayed on the arrow for a moment. The young man vaguely heard his restrained breathing. That slightly hoarse voice sounded again: "So it is you."

This sentence seemed to burn the young man. He immediately closed his eyes, his figure turned from black to gray, then slowly faded, and left a series of black smoke like running away, drifting and disappearing in the air.

Li Xuanfeng still stood steadily, and that arrow was still suspended in the air, flickering and shining. All emotions were suppressed under his iron-cold posture, and no one could see anything.

The Gang energy twisted in the air, occasionally brushing past Li Qinghong's Sparrow Green Feather, making a harsh friction sound. Li Qinghong looked at Li Xuanfeng's face seriously, and recalled Yu Jiang's face, lost in thought.

Li Xuanfeng was still in a cold and hard posture, his voice was a bit hoarse, and he said low: "So it is you..."

Li Qinghong stood beside him, and a green light galloped from the sky, landing nearby, manifesting a middle-aged man, with a sword at his waist, a bit of dashing spirit, looking heavily at the black clouds in the north, his expression solemn.

【Bad!】

"Brother Xuanfeng!"

This person was naturally Si Yuanli. The Great Ning Palace floated out from the Chenshui Mausoleum, and the two of them escaped and drove the wind over, just bumping into the scene of rolling demonic smoke.

He knew the grievances between the various sects, and understood the calculations between Zifu. Seeing the rolling demonic smoke all the way, and thinking of the various Zifu being trapped in it, his heart was shocked, and he whispered:

"Brother Xuanfeng... I'm afraid it's a plan of another sect! This is troublesome..."

Si Yuanli looked at the opposite bank carefully, immediately turned his head, turned to Li Qinghong behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"Where is Chi Zhiyan! Is he sitting in the rear? Who is in charge of the riverbank defense line? Quickly let him come out to see me!"

Don't look at Si Yuanli's low-key and small in the Great Ning Palace, he was a direct descendant of Si Boxiu, and was highly valued. Although he was low-key in the sect and had no position on weekdays, he didn't have to salute when he saw Chi Zhiyun! What's more, although the Si family had few people, they were always low-key, but Si Boxiu was the most protective of his shortcomings. Si Yuanbai was already kind. Back then, he was angry and dared to throw twelve rain-gathering talismans on Yuanwu Peak in one breath, almost flooding the peak.

He said this, his tone was very cold, and his status was immediately manifested. But Li Qinghong only bowed and said lightly:

"Reporting to Senior, no one is in charge of the riverbank."

Si Yuanli seemed to vaguely understand, and said coldly: "Where is Chi Zhiyan!"

"The adult is still in Bianyan Mountain."

Li Qinghong's voice was gentle, and her etiquette was comprehensive, politely saying: "The adult took the direct descendants to guard Bianyan Mountain, so as to observe the situation inside the demonic cultivators, so that he can lay out for us."

She said it politely, but Si Yuanli saw Li Xizhi lowering his eyebrows and Li Ximing curling his lips. How could he not understand? The man was suddenly angry and laughed, only angrily:

"Truly a coward! Not even a hair of his brother's can compare! What time is it, and he still cares about these? Sitting and watching the riverbank collapse, the crowd of cultivators pouring in, looting Jiangnan into a piece of white land?"

Si Yuanli said this, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly realized something, feeling slightly cold:

"This person, although greedy for small and cherishing his body, is not such a stupid thing... Could it be that he knew that Chi Tianxing and others died in Anhuaitian, the Chi family Zifu was gone, and he was afraid, wanting to cut off the branches to protect the trunk, so as to prevent the tail from being too big to drop?"

"But Chi Zhiyun is still there... Could it be that Chi Zhiyun has already retreated to break through Zifu?"

Si Yuanli grew up in the sect and was particularly sensitive to these factional struggles. The Si family had few people, and the Chi family was not much better. What was even more fatal was that the internal struggle of the Chi family had become more and more intense in recent years, which was not a good situation.

He thought of this and was a bit uneasy. He touched a small bright bead on his waist and blew on it. A white wind flew out.

This wind covered a few people, isolating the inside and outside. Si Yuanli said in a deep color: "I just remembered one thing... The direct descendants of the two generations of the Chi family totaled so many people, and now they died in Anhuaitian, and True Person Bu Zi has been missing for many years. How can Chi Zhiyan not be afraid?"

"The demonic disaster is terrible, and the direct descendants of the various families have suffered heavy casualties, but the most excellent people in the Chenshui Mausoleum have been saved... Instead, they have taken a large amount of resources from it... supplemented many techniques, and even know many secrets..."

"There are not many Foundation Establishment in the various families, but each one is killed out. There are no piled-up guests, and it is not easy to die. Just look at your family and you will know..."

His eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "North-South struggle has caused the loss of most of the Foundation Establishment, which are all Green Pine guests and Foundation Establishment. Chi Zhiyan must have understood after counting. It is really impossible to lose any more... This is why he went to gather the forces! He must take advantage of this scene to cut off the strength of the various families!"

Si Yuanli's voice was low: "I understand... The various Zifu just let Green Pine cut meat, but Chi Zhiyan reacted quickly and made a trade-off immediately, choosing a cutting method with both advantages and disadvantages, in order to minimize the loss."

Li Qinghong understood clearly. Hearing this, how could she not understand? She secretly pondered: 'So some of the Zifu who have deeper grudges with Green Pine are not satisfied!'

Li Qinghong looked quietly, and suddenly understood the sentence Kong Tingyun brought to her from True Person Changxi, secretly pondering: 'Perhaps this sentence was not meant for me at all... but for me to bring to Second Uncle!'

She then transmitted the sound with secret method:

"Second Uncle! I passed by the Xuan Yue Gate earlier, and Fellow Daoist Tingyun brought a word for True Person Changxi..."

Li Xuanfeng listened carefully, and finally had a change in expression. That pair of sharp eyebrows relaxed, his voice was deep and hoarse, murmuring: "Flooding the seedlings is gratifying, but the river water backflowing, drowning the courtyards and steps, is even more satisfying."

Li Xuanfeng listened carefully, and finally his expression changed. Those sharp brows relaxed, and his voice was deep and hoarse as he muttered: "Flooding the seedlings and causing a hundred years of crop failure is certainly gratifying, but the river water backflowing and submerging the courtyards and terraces is even more satisfying."

Si Yuanli heard this, his heart was already beating violently like a drum, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head: "River water backflowing... river water backflowing..."

This counter-technique was extremely high-level, and even so justified that Chi Zhiyan couldn't pick out any thorns. Si Yuanli hesitated, hesitated to the point that the magic light on his body was slightly flickering...

He was certainly happy to see the Chi family make a fool of themselves, and even if Chi Tianxing, Chi Fu, and others died, he would laugh a few times, but after all, the four surnames of Chi, Si, Ning, and Tang were one body. He had suffered a lot of oppression in terms of interests, but he had never had the heart to actively persecute...

While he was certainly happy to see the Chi family make a fool of themselves, and would even laugh out loud if Chi Tianxing, Chi Fuju, and others died, in the end, the four surnames of Chi, Si, Ning, and Tang were one body. Although he himself had suffered much oppression in terms of interests, he had never harbored the heart to actively persecute them...

Li Xuanfeng in front slowly raised his head, those eyes were terrifyingly sharp, his voice was cold and hoarse, but it hit his heart with a bang.

"Yuanli Daoist... why did the True Person hand over the 【Huai River Map】 to me!"

【This is an ancient spiritual tool originally used to guard the riverbank... Guarding the riverbank! Could it be for this moment!】

This sentence neatly broke Si Yuanli's psychological defense line, causing a coldness like ten-thousand-year mysterious ice to rise in his heart. The meaning was obvious. Si Boxiu himself also supported this move!

"But the True Person clearly didn't tell me in advance!"

Si Yuanli was suddenly in chaos. Yuanxiu didn't show hatred for the Chi family, and even treated the Chi family with courtesy on weekdays, and even brought the Great Ning Palace to bring the Chi family over. It could be said that he tried his best...

"But Zifu cultivators' minds are unfathomable. The True Person has thousands of gullies in his heart. Who knows what he is thinking..."

His heart sank, and Li Xuanfeng's voice was low, but his train of thought coincided with him:

"Chi Tianxing and Chi Fu were also specifically invited by the True Person..."

The same sentence spoken from his mouth had a completely different taste. Chi Tianxing and Chi Fu were probably unable to find their bodies in Anhuaitian now. Si Yuanli couldn't help but suspect:

"Could it be that the True Person did it on purpose?"

All evidence pointed to Si Boxiu's authorization, but Si Yuanli always felt that there were doubts. All clues traveled through his mind with the words of the person in front of him, jumping in his heart, making his head ache as if it were about to split.

Li Xuanfeng only spread his hands,

Li Xuanfeng just spread his hands, revealing a bright golden talisman in his palm. It was only two fingers wide and full of pure white patterns. He said coldly: "Brother Yuanli! You should be able to see that this talisman was personally handed to me by the True Person in private! Perhaps it was for this very moment! It should not have been shown in private, but the situation is urgent and I have no choice!"

He said in a deep voice:

"The True Person saved my life from Maha and helped me much. Xuanfeng keeps it in his heart. As long as Brother Yuanli has an order, Xuanfeng will definitely take action! If Brother Yuanli wants to abandon the river and leave..."

Li Xuanfeng's expression was calm, and he said quietly:

"Naturally, I will hand the spirit tools and spirit talismans to Brother Yuanli, but Xuanfeng cannot treat the millions of common people behind me as nothing, and I will stay here to guard until the last moment!"

Si Yuanli didn't even need to look closely; this talisman was very powerful, and he had seen the True Person refine it with his own eyes. He never thought it had been handed to Li Xuanfeng. He silently took a breath, actually not knowing what to say, and only muttered: "How could it be like this..."

Li Qinghong, who was on the side, understood clearly. She stepped forward slowly and urged softly and urgently:

"Senior... the junior will not speak of the selfish interests on our own lake. Even if this place cannot be held, my family still has some ability to protect itself! But the millions of common people behind this river... are all tied in our hands!"

Si Yuanli fell silent, but the demonic cultivators opposite could no longer hold back. The heavy demonic wind slowly approached, and the white cloud energy dissipated and flowed back into the bead in Si Yuanli's hand. Li Xuanfeng turned his face coldly and finally took action.

"Clang!"

Li Xuanfeng raised his bow, and brilliant golden light condensed on the string. A harsh buzzing sound rang in everyone's ears. The man's eyes revealed fierce killing intent, and his voice rolled like thunder, drifting away with the wind.

"Li Xuanfeng of Bianyan is here; those who advance will die!"

This voice was rolled by magic power and transmitted through the thick black smoke, like thunder rolling in the clouds.

"Li Xuanfeng of Bianyan is here; those who advance will die..."

"Those who advance will die..."

This voice spread among the crowd of demonic sounds, actually causing the demonic clouds that were stirring at the edge of the sky to stop. The crowd of cultivators looked at each other, and no one dared to take the first step.

Only the river water surged past. The man in white-gold armor floating above looked on coldly. One shout stopped the cultivators, treating the thousands of demonic cultivators before the river as nothing. He slowly turned his head, his brows sharp and calm, and said in a deep voice: "Prestige can only intimidate for a moment, Brother Yuanli, make your decision quickly!"

His voice transmitted in the air, causing Ling Guying and the others in the nearby valley to look up. Si Yuanli's face flushed slightly, and he exhaled from the depths of his chest, saying heavily: "Hold!"

Following his words, the man in front slowly raised his eyebrows. The cold and calm intent masked on the surface faded, and the ferocious expression like a tiger or leopard rose on his face again.

The corners of his lips slowly curled into a smile, actually having the arrogant look he had when he was six years old, being held by his uncle after crawling out of a mountain of corpses. A cold voice was spat out from his lips and teeth, accompanied by the lighting up of golden light:

"Xuanfeng obeys the order."