Qingyun Sect, Mountain Gate.
The morning mist had not yet dispersed, and the stone steps were washed. Chu Xuan stepped on the last step, his clothes still stained with the frost and snow of the secret realm of Kunlun. Looking up, he saw a dark mass of figures beneath the mountain gate, all dressed in white robes and jade belts, with the word "Zheng" embroidered on their chests and the law enforcement jade pendants hanging around their waists, standing upright like a row of nails nailed to the mountain gate.
"Oh," Chu Xuan made a "TSK" sound in his heart, "such a grand procession to welcome me? It's a bit outrageous."
As soon as he stepped over the threshold, a long-faced elder in the front row took a step sideways, with a snap of his sleeve, and a torrent of spiritual pressure rushed straight to Chu Xuan's face.
"Chu Xuan, do you know the sin!"
The sound shook the stone lions at the mountain gate.
Chu Xuan raised his hand, and with a touch of his fingertip, the spirit pressure seemed to crash into an invisible wall, and with a "puff", it dispersed into two wisps of breeze. He brushed his sleeve and said in a lazy tone, "The elder is so imposing, giving gifts as soon as they meet? It's a pity I don't like to accept second-hand spirits."
The elder with a long face turned pale and was about to drink again when a middle-aged man with a round face beside him raised his hand to stop and said with a smile, "Nephew Chu, do not show off your tongue. Today, by order of the Righteous Path Alliance, we ask you just one question --"
He drawled his voice, and his gaze swept over Chu Xuan's wrist, where there was a pale blue mark, like ice silk entwined jade, a sign of the resonance of the Dao.
"Is it true that you and the demon cultivator Ling Qingxue have formed a cross-camp dao contract?"
As soon as the words were spoken, there was an immediate murmur behind the mountain gate. The disciples poked their heads around, their eyes burning with the fire of eating melon.
Chu Xuan sighed, as bored as being asked, "Did you eat today?" he said, "It's true. I still have the mark of the Daoist contract. If it's fake, I'll pay tenfold."
"How presumptuous!" The long-faced elder shouted again, "You, as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, have colluded with the demonic path and defiled the name of the righteous path!"
Chu Xuan rubbed his ears, raised his eyes, and his gaze turned from listless to sharp: "Elder, do you put a label on me at the slightest touch of your mouth? May I ask which clear name is defiled? Am I killing mortals or robbing resources? If it's only because my partner is a demon cultivator --"
He gave a sneer, his voice suddenly rising, each word clear and crisp: "Then this righteous path is too fragile, so fragile that it has to rely on breaking up people's marriages to maintain its dignity!" "
"Sharp-tongued!" Another elder stepped forward, and the golden Elixic pressure burst forth like a thousand needles, "Today I will discipline your master, depose your cultivation, and expel you from the sect as a warning to others!"
Chu Xuan did not lift his eyelids. With a flick of his fingertip, a chaotic spiritual energy turned into a thin curtain, swallowing up all the pressure. He tilted his head and laughed, revealing eight teeth: "Ruin my cultivation? You have good teeth, but my bones --"
He crushed the soles of his feet slightly, and the spirit pressure of the later stage of foundation building exploded with a roar, like a heavy hammer, and bounced away. The elder was caught off guard and took three steps back, his face turning from red to pale.
"-- I'm afraid your tooth is broken."
Inside and outside the gate, it was so quiet that the sound of pine needles falling could be heard.
The disciples' eyes widened and they gasped in silence: Is this still that little apprentice from the outer gate? A trip to Kunlun, how does it feel like a new heart?
"Chu Xuan, how dare you disobey!" The long-faced elder was furious and slipped a bronze token out of his sleeve, with the words "Alliance of the Righteous Path" engraved on the front and thunder patterns on the back.
"By order of the Lord of the Alliance, I will capture you at once and bring you back to the Law Enforcement Hall. If you dare to resist, you will be killed without mercy!"
"Kill?" Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows, half-smiling, "I came to the sect to go home, not to surrender myself. If you want to treat me to tea --"
He turned his wrist, his cold star sword intent condensed into an inch of ice light hanging on his fingertip, cold light flowing: "-- First ask my Daoist partner if he agrees."
The ice light made his pupils pale blue, like a spark in a snowy night, faint but stubborn enough to spread like wildfire.
All the elders' faces changed, but none of them moved first.
The air swords were on high alert.
At that moment, a bell rang from deep within the mountain gate, deep and distant, as if urging, as if warning.
The elder with a long face gritted his teeth and said in a fierce voice, "Little one, do not be complacent! If you dare to take a step today, you will be against the entire righteous path!"
Chu Xuan raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the bell. There, clouds and mist were swirling, yet a grand hall could be faintly seen. In front of the hall, the square was teeming with people.
He chuckled softly, in a gentle tone, but with each word resounding: "To be against the entire righteous path? All right."
"I, Chu Xuan, will show you this step today."
Before he could finish his words, he lifted his foot and let it fall --
"Thump!"
The stone steps trembled, and the mountain gate shone like ripples of water.
That step was like stepping on the tip of everyone's heart.
The disciples held their breath and the elders turned pale.
Chu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves flaring, his eyes clear: "My Daoist companion is as pure as ice and jade, protecting the three realms and subduing evil beasts, a hundred times cleaner than some righteous Daoists who only know how to be arrogant in their own homes."
"If this righteous path has no place for her --"
He raised his hand, pointing to the sky and to the heart, and said loudly, "-- then I will redefine what is the right way!"
The mountain gate was swept by the wind, making the white robe flutter and the law enforcement jade plate jingle.
No one spoke again.
Until a light laugh breaks the silence.
"Well said."
The voice was not loud, but like a thunderclap that rolled through the clouds, making everyone's eardrums hum.
Everyone, look up.
Above the mountain gate, the void was distorted, and a figure in a purple robe emerged slowly. His face was square, his eyes were like cold stars, his body was full of lightning arcs, and the space beneath his feet was cracked inch by inch.
The leader of the Righteous Path Alliance - Lei Xiaotian!
He lowered his eyes, looking down at Chu Xuan as if looking down at an ant, his voice indifferent but carrying the pressure of heaven and earth:
"Junior, you want to redefine the right path --"
"Have you ever asked me about Lei Xiaotian?"
A mountain of power, crashing down with a roar.
Chu Xuan's shoulders sank, and the stone steps cracked with a "crack" like a web, but he still had a straight back, and the corners of his mouth even curved up a little: "Lord of Thunder, I've heard a long time."
"My way, where my heart leads, I walk in plain shoes."
"Whether I ask you or not, I will go."
Lei Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, as if pricked by this tiny foundation sharpness, then raised his hand, the lightning in his palm condensed into a lightning seal, locking Chu Xuan Qi Qi.
"That's it --"
"I will disable your cultivation and expel you from the world of cultivation."
"Let you understand that the name of the right path must not be defiled!"
With a thunderous roar, the lightning cast a pale glow on the mountain gate.
Chu Xuan's pupils constricted abruptly, and the mark of the Dao Qi in his body was burning, but he had no time to stir it.
Just as the lightning was about to strike -
"Om!"
A curtain of ice-blue light came out of the air from the depths of the Qingyun Sect, like a waterfall hanging upside down, instantly blocking Chu Xuan's head.
The thunder seal fell, and the light curtain shook violently, but did not shatter.
All looked together.
In the depths of the clouds, a figure in white comes on a sword, with black hair like a waterfall, cold eyes and a voice as cold as frost and snow:
"Lord Thunder."
"My disciple of the Qingyun Sect, when will it be your turn to overstep your bounds?"
Ling Qingxue!
She landed in front of Chu Xuan, her sleeves gently fluttering, and the Ice Law realm quietly opened up, freezing all of Lei Xiaotian's might.
Chu Xuan looked at the figure, his nose tingling slightly, but laughed unrestrainedly: "Qingxue, here you come."
Ling Qingxue did not turn back, but said softly, "If I do not come, you will be bullied."
Lei Xiaotian frowned and said in a deep tone, "Elder Ling, are you going to defend this junior who defiled the righteous path?"
Ling Qingxue raised her eyes, her eyes brimming with icy blue, her voice calm but overpowered the wind and thunder:
"If he defiles, I will be punished as well."
"To depose him, first ask the sword in my hand."
The cold moon emerges from its scabbard, and the tip of the sword points straight to the thunderous sky.
The wind and snow at the mountain gate rose abruptly!
Lei Xiaotian stared at the Lei seal in his hand, as if looking at a piece of frozen iron, his face sank for the first time.
"Elder Ling, do you know what you are doing?"
The voice was not loud, but wrapped in the divine aura of the Great Perfection of Spirit Transformation, it shook the stone pillars of the mountain gate to dust.
Ling Qingxue turned her wrist, the tip of the Cold Moon sword lifted a wisp of ice-blue sword energy, and said in a faint voice: "Protect our disciples, protect our companions, protect the right path in my heart."
"The right path?" Lei Xiaotian sneered, "Making a pact with a demon cultivator also deserves to be called the right path?"
"Demonic cultivator?" Chu Xuan poked his head out from behind Ling Qingxue, in a sincere tone, "Lord of the Thunder Alliance, my Daoist partner is as pure as ice and jade, not even willing to trample an ant to death. Isn't it a bit hasty for you to give her a magic book right away?"
"How presumptuous!" A black-bearded elder beside Lei Xiaotian shouted angrily, "Ling Qingxue, if you insist on defending, don't blame the alliance for being heartless!"
Ling Qingxue didn't even lift her eyelids: "If it's ruthless, then be ruthless. I don't live by the alliance's charity."
As the words fell, the Ice Law territory suddenly expanded, the temperature dropped sharply, and a layer of glistening frost covered the ground of the mountain gate, making a creaking sound when stepped on.
All the members of the Righteous Path Alliance stepped back in unison, looking pale.
Lei Xiaotian squinted his eyes, and the thunder arc leaped on his fingertips. The atmosphere was tense.
Just then, an old voice came from the depths of the Qingyun Sect: "All of you, the Qingyun Sect is not a market. If you want to make a fuss, come in."
The voice was not loud, but with the deep spiritual pressure of the later stage of the spirit transformation, it tore the two pressures apart in a crack.
Shen Huaiqiu, the chief of the Law Enforcement Hall, walked out slowly. His grey robe and white hair made his face look dull. He held a bronze lamp in his hand. The lamp flame was deep blue, shining on his wrinkles like a mountain.
"Uncle Shen." " Ling Qingxue drew her sword and nodded slightly.
Shen Huaiqiu made a "mm-hmm" sound, glanced over Chu Xuan, paused for a moment, then turned to Lei Xiaotian: "Lord Lei, the Qingyun Sect has its own rules. Whether Chu Xuan is guilty or not, it needs to be reviewed by the elders' council. No one else will do it for you."
Lei Xiaotian's eyes flickered and he suddenly laughed: "Well, then I'll give Elder Shen some face."
He gathered Lei's seal and stood with his hands behind his back, but his tone was colder: "Three days later, the assembly of the Righteous Path Alliance will be held at the Tianyan Sect, then --"
Glancing over Chu Xuan, as if looking at a dead man: "-- I hope your sect will give an account to the three realms."
As the words fell, he stepped into the void, his purple robe fluttered, and vanished.
The other elders of the alliance groaned coldly and went away with their swords, and the pressure on the mountain gate was greatly reduced.
Shen Huaiqiu turned and looked at Chu Xuan, his voice showing no joy or anger: "Let me do it."
Chu Xuan shrugged his shoulders, winked at Ling Qingxue and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Ling Qingxue frowned slightly and said nothing in the end, but quietly stuffed an ice crystal jade talisman into his palm.
...
Law Enforcement Hall, Dark Stone Chamber.
Shen Huaiqiu turned his back to Chu Xuan, and the light stretched his shadow very long: "Do you know that if I don't show up today, Lei Xiaotian will really ruin your cultivation?"
Chu Xuan laughed: "I know, but I still have to take that step."
"Why?"
"Because if I give in once, they will force me to give in a second, a third time, until they drag Clear snow down too."
Shen Huaiqiu was silent for a moment and then sighed: "You are more stubborn than I thought."
He turned around and threw out a bronze token: "Three days later, at the Tianyan Sect assembly, the elders' Council will make a resolution -"
"If the charge is confirmed, you will be expelled from the cultivation world and will never set foot on the spiritual vein."
Chu Xuan pinned the token to his waist and laughed nonchalantly: "Then let them try."
Shen Huaiqiu stared at him, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes: "Ling Qingxue has violated the alliance's iron law for you. If you fail, she will be depose too."
Chu Xuan tightened his finger and lowered his voice: "I won't let her lose."
...
Night, the dungeon of the Qingyun Sect.
Chu Xuan sat cross-legged, the ice crystal jade talisman in his palm suddenly lit up, and a wisp of cold mist rose and condensed into Lingqingxue's illusory shadow.
"Clear snow?" Chu Xuan lowered his voice. "How did you get in?"
The illusory figure reached out and gently pressed the back of his hand: "Elder Shen, keep one eye open and the other closed."
She paused for a moment, her voice unusually soft: "Lei Xiaotian has contacted the seven major sects and intends to force the Qingyun Sect to hand you over in three days."
Chu Xuan sneered, "They are in a hurry."
"I have sent a message to Su Mei 'er and Ye Zining. They will bring people to the meeting in three days."
Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow: "Are you going to play big?"
"Not for fun." Ling Qingxue's eyes were icy cold. "It's to tell them that the right path is not up to them to decide."
She leaned over, her lips close to his ear, and her voice as soft as snow: "I'll take you home in three days."
The cold mist dissipated, and the jade token dimmed.
Chu Xuan clenched his palm, chuckled softly, and there was fire burning in his eyes.
"Well, in three days --"
"I, Chu Xuan, let the entire righteous path listen to my reasoning."
Chapter 52 Lei Xiao Pressures Qingyun in a Dilemma (Part 1)
Tianyan Sect, Zhengdao Peak.
The white jade square stretches to the foot of the mountain, as if the mountain were dressed in an ill-fitting white jacket. Lei Xiaotian stood on a high platform with his hands behind his back, his purple robe fluttering, and the flags of the seven major sects behind him fluttering in the wind - the corners of the flags pointing straight in the direction of the Qingyun Sect - just like seven outstretched middle fingers.
At the end of the square, a group of the Qingyun Sect were "invited" to stand at the edge, even further out than the outer sect's disciples. Shen Huaiqiu leaned on a bronze lamp whose flame was blown about by the wind; Beside him, the patriarch Lu Guizhou stood with his hands behind his back, his green robe warm, but his brows furrowed into a "Chuan" shape. Further back, the inner disciples formed a crooked square formation, their faces bluer than lamp flames.
"Master Lu." Lei Xiaotian spoke, his voice not high, but wrapped in the power of the divine, it made the square's prohibition buzle. "The three-day period has passed. Where is your sect's instruction?"
Lu Guizhou raised his eyes, his gaze as gentle as spring Lake, but his words were soft with thorns: "Lord Lei, Chu Xuan is my Qingyun disciple. According to the sect rules, it needs to be reviewed by the elders' council. Three days is too short to drink tea, let alone judge people."
"Tea?" Lei Xiaotian sneered, his palm crackling with thunder. "If you drink any more, you'll turn the righteous path and the pure name into tea residue!"
He stepped out, and in an instant, thunderclouds gathered high in the sky, and purple lightning, like snakes, swirled over everyone's heads.
"Today, two paths."
"One, hand over Chu Xuan, abolish cultivation, expel from the cultivation world, never step into the spiritual vein for all eternity."
"2. Qingyun Sect protects its demonic Allies. From today on, expel from the righteous Alliance, seal off the spiritual vein, cut off trade, disciples who go out - kill without mercy!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the heads of the seven major sects stepped forward simultaneously, and the pressure was piled up, like seven mountains crashing down on their heads. Among the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, there were those whose legs trembled and who fell to their knees with a "plop", their faces turning pale.
Finally, a cold look appeared in Lu Guizhou's eyes: "Lord Lei, the Qingyun Sect has been established for three thousand years and has not grown up by threats."
"Then let's give it a try." Lei Xiaotian raised his hand, and the thundercloud was suddenly lowered. Purple lightning condensed into a huge axe, hanging above the Qingyun Sect's square formation. The blade of the axe flashed with lightning, pointing straight to everyone's eyebrows.
Shen Huaiqiu coughed, his lamp flickered and stood in front of his disciples: "Lord of the Thunder Alliance, the young ones are innocent. Why show off?"
"Innocent?" Lei Xiaotian raised his eyebrows. "They are no longer innocent the moment they form a covenant with the demonic cultivators."
Among the crowd, one of the disciples muttered at once: "Chu Xuan has brought trouble upon himself. Why should we be implicated..." Though the voice was low, it spread like a plague in an instant. A few senior brothers looked at each other and drew back a little further away from the name "Chu Xuan".
Some others gritted their teeth and stood even straighter. Lin Hao clenched his fist and muttered, "Coward! When Senior Chu distributed the elixirs to you back then, why didn't he think he was dirty?"
"Times have changed..." The junior fellow beside said sheepishly.
"This is your grandpa!" Lin Hao glared angrily, but Shen Huaiqiu gave him a faint glance back.
On the high platform, Lei Xiaotian took everything in his eyes, his mouth curved with contempt: "Look, your sect's disciples are more sensible than you."
Lu Guizhou took a deep breath and suddenly laughed, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Lord Lei, the Qingyun Sect can entrust someone --"
The disciples were in an uproar.
"But before handing them over, I have to ask them if they would like to be represented." Lu GUI Zhou turned, his gaze swept over the crowd, his voice not high but clear, "Those who are willing to stand with Chu Xuan, step forward; Those who do not want to be implicated, step back."
The air freezes.
One second, two seconds...
The crowd seemed to be split in two.
Some of them gritted their teeth and came forward, their steps light but with the stubbornness of a young man; The other part, with pale faces, hesitated and hesitated again and again, eventually stepped back, lowering their heads and not daring to look at anyone.
Lei Xiaotian laughed, his laughter shaking Lei Yun: "Master Lu, do you see? The people's hearts are clear at a glance!"
Lu Guizhou didn't smile. He just raised his hand and gently pressed it.
The disciples who came forward had their backs straight up in an instant, as if they were being pulled in a row by invisible ropes.
"I see." " Lu Guizhou's voice was gentle but with an unquestionable force. "Our Qingyun Sect never abandons children who are willing to stand or fall together."
He turned to face Lei Xiaotian, his green robe, without the wind, and his divine power burst forth with a thunderous roar, defying Lei Yun.
"Lord of Thunder --"
"If you want to associate with someone, you can; But according to the rules of our Qingyun Sect."
"The elders will deliberate, and three days later, the Heavenly Punishment Platform will publicly condemn."
"At that time, right and wrong will be judged by public opinion; If the elders find him guilty, I will disqualify him with my own hands and send him down the mountain; If he is acquitted --"
Lu Guizhou smiled slightly, but his eyes were as cold as snow: "-- Whoever dares to lay a finger on my disciple again, Qingyun Sect will not die."
Lei Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, the thunder cloud rolled, the axe blade lowered, the pressure of the two sides collided, and the air burst with an overwhelming roar.
After a while, Lei Xiaotian suddenly laughed, drew up the thunder mark, and the thunder cloud dissipated in an instant, blinding sunlight.
"Well, in three days, on the Heavenly Punishment Platform."
"I hope Master Lu will keep his word."
He turned, his purple robe fluttered, one step into the void, and the voice came from afar:
"Otherwise, there would be no need for the Qingyun Sect to exist."
...
That night, the dungeon of the Qingyun Sect.
The stone walls were damp, torches flickered, Chu Xuan sat cross-legged, playing with an ice crystal jade talisman in the palm of his hand. The cold, in strands, swirled into tiny vortices at his fingertips.
With a "click" of the prison door, the chains slipped off.
Chu Xuan opened his eyes and saw a figure in white flash in, like snowflakes falling silently.
"Clear snow?" He lowered his voice. "How did you get in?"
Ling Qingshuo did not answer. He raised his hand and pasted a paper as thin as a cicada's wing on the cell door. The talisman pattern shone with a deep blue luster, instantly blocking the sound.
"Invisibility Talisman, for a stick of incense." She said softly, handing over another jade slip, "The map of the demon world, marked with safe routes, can bypass the sentry posts of the righteous path."
Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow: "You want me to run?"
"Not to run, to take shelter." Ling Qingxue's voice was low but steady. "Three days later on the execution platform, Lei Xiaotian has laid out a backhand, the Seven major sects will put pressure, the elders' Council... It may not be able to hold up."
She paused for a moment, a rare weariness flashing in her eyes: "I can't let you risk your life."
Chu Xuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and reached out to rub the top of her hair: "Qingxue, you look like a young wife who is worried about her husband."
Ling Qingxue slapped his hand away, her ears slightly red, her tone still calm: "Stop talking, are you going or not?"
Chu Xuan held the jade slip tightly, his eyes shining like fire in the cold night: "Go, but not escape."
"I'll go to the demon realm to borrow troops from Mei 'er, to borrow demonic troops from Zi Ning, to borrow spiritual energy from Yao Ji."
"I'll be back in three days --"
He raised his eyes, grinning with sharp teeth: "-- take the entire Covenant and smash their torture platform!"
Ling Qingxue looked at him, the ice and snow in her eyes melted, and finally a smile appeared: "Well, I'll wait for you."
"Smash it together."
The time of an incense stick is short, short enough to speak a few words, short enough for Ling Qingxue to leave without looking back, her white robe disappearing into the darkness like snow melting into the night.
Chu Xuan held the map of the Demon Realm in his hand, his fingertips rubbing against the concave and convex patterns. But in his heart, it felt as if a ball of fire was burning - not anger, but wild fire, making his eyes shine.
"Run away? No, that's called a strategic shift."
He put away the jade slip, raised his hand and wiped it on the prison door. The ice crystal jade talisman turned into tiny specks of light, silently breaking the chains of prohibition. The afterglow of the invisibility talisman enveloped him as if he were draped in a cloak made of the night.
Outside the cell, two disciples on duty were leaning against the wall dozing off, their heads drooling and their mouths drooling. As Chu Xuan passed by, he casually straightened the two men's crooked hats, moving as lightly as a cat.
"Senior brother, I'm sorry. I'll treat you to a drink another day."
He walked silently, turning along the winding stone corridor, and a fork appeared before him - left to the outer mountain gate, right to the disciples' residential area. Chu Xuan hesitated for a moment and then turned right.
"Before you go, you need to get something."
...
Disciple's residential area, No. 3 Courtyard, C.
Lin Hao was dozing off on the threshold with his sword in his arms, his head bit by bit, when suddenly he felt someone pat him on the shoulder and jumped up with a shudder: "Who?" "!"
"SHH --" Chu Xuan appeared halfway, then pulled the invisibility talisman tighter. "It's me."
Lin Hao's eyes widened and he almost threw the sword: "Senior Brother Chu? ! How did you get out? !"
"It's a long story. Do me a favor first." Chu Xuan lowered his voice, "There is a wooden box under the bed in my room, containing thirty-seven unopened 'Spirit Gathering pills', which I have prepared for the outer gate boys as a gift to break through the realm. You distribute it for me and say --"
He thought for a moment and laughed out a mouthful of white teeth: "Just say 'the red envelope before Senior Brother Chu runs away', whoever loves to gossip, don't take it."
Lin Hao's eyes turned red: "Brother, you really want to go?"
"Go, but not run away." Chu Xuan patted him on the shoulder. "The execution platform is three days later. If I don't return, these pills will be enough for you to hold on for a while. If I come back --"
He blinked: "-- and I'll take you to a bigger table."
Lin Hao wiped his eyes and nodded vigorously, "I'll wait for you!" If anyone dares to speak ill of senior brother again, I, Lin Hao, will be the first to draw my sword!"
Chu Xuan laughed and scolded, "Silly boy," then turned and disappeared into the night.
...
Under the outer mountain gate, sentry posts stand in rows.
The Righteous Path Alliance left eight Golden Core cultivators on duty, with open posts and hidden sentries intertwined, not even a sparrow could fly through. Chu Xuan crouched in the shade, like a stone, holding his breath and counting the rhythm of his breathing.
"Three, two, one --"
The left sentry suddenly slipped and, with a "plop", fell into a dog gnawing at mud, cursing. The companions were drawn in and turned their heads in unison. At that moment, Chu Xuan slid close to the ground, and the halo of the invisibility spell almost touched the tip of his nose as it swept past the sentry, like a fox in the night.
Beyond the sentry, there was a sheer cliff with a steep face and swirling clouds.
Chu Xuan took a deep breath, and with a touch of his finger, the Cold Star sword intent condensed into a thin ice blade, which flew close to the ground and was nailed to the middle of the cliff. He leaped down, touched the ice on his toes, used the force to rise again, and his figure counted in the air like a star ball, and in the blink of an eye landed at the bottom of the cliff.
The moment he landed, the invisibility talisman crumbled into ice chips with a "puff", revealing his true appearance.
"The first step, freedom."
He looked up at the night sky, grinned, revealing his forested white teeth: "Next, go to the Demon realm - borrow troops!"
...
Qingyun Sect, when the morning bell rang, the dungeon was in an uproar.
"The prisoner has escaped!"
"The chains are intact, the restraints are unbroken. Have you seen a ghost? "!"
When Shen Huaiqiu arrived, he saw only the empty stone chamber and a line of small characters carved on the wall with sword qi -
[See Tianxing Terrace in three days, don't forget to bring an umbrella.]
The handwriting was sharp, the sword intent still lingering, like the master's unrestrained smile.
Shen Huaiqiu stared at the line, after a while, suddenly laughed with a "ha" and turned to order: "Seal the news, say Chu Xuan is still in custody, who dares to say anything --"
He raised his eyes, with a cold look: "- The gatekeeper."
...
At the same moment, thousands of miles away, on the border of the demon world.
Black wind howled, grains of sand like knives. Chu Xuan pulled his cloak tighter, stepped on the scalding black sand, and gazed at the outline of the majestic magic palace in the distance, his eyes burning with intense light.
"Su Meier, I'm here."
"By the way --"
He licked his tiger teeth and laughed wild and mischievous: "-- Borrow an occasion, smash the stage!"