My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 187 Ye Qinghong waits for his master, Hua Lianyue’s tears

Fang Yang frowned, and glanced at the second floor of the Magic Moon Tower, but found no familiar figure.

This made him a little confused and a little uneasy.

In his opinion, questioning one's mind, bewitching one's mind, and punishing one's mind are not difficult for his two disciples at all.

Of these two people, one is a pure swordsman, and the other is a clairvoyant in the world of mortals. After being the master of the Spring Love Hall for so many years, how could he lose himself?
Therefore, he didn't even ask Ta Ling about the passing status of his two apprentices.

But now, things seem to be a little different.

"Ta Ling, how are my two apprentices now?"

"Mother?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then waved her palms, and two mirrors appeared in front of her.

"These two beautiful mothers are still struggling in the illusion. The mother holding the sword is so powerful. She can wake up from the chaos every time. Then, she cuts through the illusion with a sword..."

Her eyes widened with longing.

Those gilded pupils are full of admiration. As a pagoda spirit, she has seen many passers-by, but she has never been as powerful as this young man with a sword. "

"Since my eldest disciple was able to break through the illusion, why didn't he come out? Could it be that you added more levels to her?"

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, a terrifying aura rose up from his body and enveloped all around, the little girl said hurriedly.

"No!"

"It's my mother who added more levels to herself!"

"Ordinary people can break out of the situation as long as they ask their hearts once, and the same is true for my mother."

"But... the Wenxin Pass in Huanyue Tower seems to have a hidden benefit. Even Xiaoyue and I don't know much about it."

"Hidden benefit? What is that?"

"It is said that after passing through the Questioning Heart Pass many times, each additional question can increase the fate between the person asking the Heart and her Taoist Heart. This matter is really too illusory. No one has ever believed it. I didn't expect my mother to believe it. "

The little girl's eyes were wide open and she kept looking at the mirror in front of her, very surprised.

Fang Yang frowned, looking at the swordsman in green shirt holding the green shadow sword in the water mirror, he couldn't help but sigh.

In terms of swordsmanship, my eldest disciple is definitely a rare genius, but in terms of relationships, this girl is extremely stubborn.

Ordinary people simply don't bother to believe such illusory things. I am afraid that only this stupid swordsman who is obsessed with swords will believe such things.

Seeing the water mirror, Ye Qinghong, who has become the most prestigious hero in Jianghu, blew up the water mirror without any hesitation, and then walked to the other water mirror.

With no expression on his face and no hesitation, he also stepped into the water mirror.

Gong Yajun had already arrived on the second floor at this time, seeing this scene, he couldn't help being dumbfounded, and then trembled with excitement.

As the master of Shadow Moon Nunnery, she was also the master of Huanyue Tower before, but she could only barely open the Huanyue Tower.

The Demon Lord was actually able to enter the opened water mirror.

It proves that Mo Zun must be the master of Huanyue Pagoda, and also the existence that Shadow Moon Temple has been waiting for for hundreds of years, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to be so powerful.

……

In the fantasy realm, the wind and snow are flying.

Countless snowflakes fell from the sky.

This is a river and lake with only some idle skills. It is difficult for people in the river and lake to fight against the temple. But even so, there are still legends in the cultivation world in this river and lake.

It is said that in ancient times, there were many practitioners in this area, and each of them was extremely powerful.

Those who can obtain these cultivation methods can easily step into the cultivation world, and even tear down the temples.

Therefore, it caused many people to pursue it, including a female swordsman named Ye.

This female swordsman has been extremely powerful since she was a child and possesses extremely terrifying talents. It didn't take long for her to become a master, making many people admire her.

But even so, this female swordsman named Ye has never been truly happy, and has never shown a smile. She has been obsessed with swords and walked in the world all her life.

Seems to be looking for something.

Someone once asked boldly, but even the female swordsman didn't know exactly what she was looking for.

It seems that she has had an obsession in her heart since she was born. After a long time, this obsession has not diminished at all, but has become stronger and stronger.

So, she began to look for those legendary cultivation techniques, thinking that these were the things she was looking for to become the strongest swordsman.

Finally, the long time wasted.

On this snowfield, Ye Qinghong and a group of people successfully found a tomb.

This tomb is extremely mysterious and seems to have a kind of aura. There is a box in the tomb, and in the box are the techniques of the spiritual world.

The moment they saw the technique, the eyes of all the people in the world lit up, and their eyes were bloodshot. Their greed was instantly aroused, and they stared at Ye Qinghong and the box in Ye Qinghong's hand.

"Ye, hand over the exercises immediately, and we can spare you from death."

call out!
A sharp sound broke through the air, and a green sword light passed by.

In an instant, a hole appeared in the throat of a Jianghu man who had been calling just now, and blood was oozing out.

His eyes were wide open and full of disbelief. He didn't even know when Ye Qinghong drew his sword, let alone see clearly.

The tomb became quiet, and everyone looked at each other with pale faces. They looked at the corpse on the ground for a while, and then looked at the expressionless Ye Qinghong again, feeling more or less afraid in their hearts.

But thinking about the mysterious and powerful power of the legendary cultivation world skills, many people in the world are ready to take action.

"Nvxia Ye, we don't want to be your enemy. You are indeed very strong, but we are united, and you may not be our opponent. So, hand over your skills obediently, and we can spare your life."

"That's right, those who know the current affairs are heroes. It's up to you to choose whether you want to kill yourself or use skills."

"..."

Everyone kept threatening, and their tone became colder and colder, emboldening themselves and others.

Then...

shhhhhh!
There was a rain in the tomb, a blue rain.

The rain was pouring, and countless raindrops fell.

Every raindrop is a sword energy that blooms in the void. In an instant, it passes through the neck of a famous person in the world.

The screams continued.

But the rain never stopped.

at last……

Quiet, dead silence, the tomb has returned to tranquility at some point. There is no life, only the pungent smell of blood can be smelled.

Countless blood flowed down the floor like a stream, and on the floor stood a cold figure.

The green silk is fluttering, and the green skirt is like a lotus.

Ye Qinghong just stood in the blood, his profile profile was breathtakingly beautiful, and the sword behind his back was still trembling slightly.

In his hand, he held the box containing the exercises.

Some of the people who died were famous heroes, and some were ruthless members of the Demon Cult, but in her eyes, there was no difference because they were all seeking death.

After searching for more than 20 years, Ye Qinghong always thought that her obsession was the practice in the world of cultivation. However, when she saw the practice, she felt no emotion in her heart.

To be honest, she didn't pay any attention to this exercise, because the other party didn't even bring her the slightest surprise.

But she once remembered a man who taught her something.

Don't allow anyone to snatch your own things.

Anyone who dares to plunder will die without a burial place. Obviously, the group of people just now were looking for death.

"So, what is my obsession?" "What have I been looking for all these years?"

In the blood, Ye Qinghong murmured to himself, and a trace of confusion flashed across his cold eyes.

For the first time, I was a little confused and didn’t even know where to go.

For more than 20 years, she only knew what she was pursuing, but she never knew what she was pursuing.

However, as a swordsman, she was quite stubborn, and she was very determined in her heart. Since she couldn't understand, she stopped thinking about it and walked out of the tomb holding the box.

The moment she arrived outside the tomb, there was a sound of dense footsteps.

She raised her head and found many soldiers in armor standing outside the snowy field.

Each of these soldiers was well-trained and covered in heavy armor. Their spears were pointed at her, ready to fight anytime and anywhere.

At this time, Ye Qinghong already roughly understood what was going on.

Obviously, not only the world of martial arts is looking for cultivation techniques, but temples are also looking for them.

How could the temple allow such a technique that could subvert everything to wander around the world?

Her strength is indeed very strong, and few people are her opponents, but a thousand heavy armored soldiers are obviously beyond her limit. In other words, if she does not teach the technique today, she will most likely die.

"It's snowing really hard, so what exactly am I looking for?"

In the wind and snow, Ye Qinghong murmured to himself, his cold eyes were blank, and he held the sword tightly in his hand, looking at these heavy armored soldiers indifferently, and walked towards each other step by step.

In the eyes of a swordsman, she never admits defeat and gives up this choice, even if she will die here today.

She has never been afraid of death, but she is a little regretful that she has not yet found the obsession in her heart.

Rumble!
The sound of footsteps shook the earth, and thousands of heavily armored soldiers rushed towards Ye Qinghong like an endless black torrent.

In the wind and snow, Ye Qinghong's figure looked so thin, and the sword in his hand was so bright.

In the rivers and lakes, on the snowy field, Ye Qinghong was one against a thousand.

Behind those heavily armored soldiers, a middle-aged man in a dragon robe looked at all this indifferently, his eyes full of ridicule.

"I am the one destined by destiny and the master of this world. A group of barbaric Jianghu people dare to compete with me for my skills and seek death! I will not kill you, but will adopt you as a concubine, because , only you can be worthy of me."

He whispered, feeling confident and having everything under control.

However, the next moment...

above the head.

The wind and snow are hanging upside down.

The violent storm and snow are like a whirlpool, rolling incessantly.

All the snowflakes were rolling back, and the world seemed to be frozen.

This sudden change made him stunned for a moment, and he raised his head and looked towards the sky.

I found that there was an extra figure in the sky at some point.

Indifferent, upright and arrogant.

The black robe was billowing in the strong wind, and the black hair was fluttering in the wind.

The eyes are indifferent, deep, like an abyss.

And behind this figure, there is a huge phantom with a height of more than ten feet, which can almost stand upright.

Just standing there in the wind and snow, looking indifferently at everything under your feet.

Then...

Stepped down suddenly.

boom!
Snowflakes shot up and rolled back, and a huge sonic boom sounded between heaven and earth.

This sonic boom was so terrifying that it could almost tear his eardrums to pieces, leaving him dazed for a moment and looking around.

He found that his thousand armored soldiers, who could sweep across the world, were all dead and trampled into flesh.

The blood and snowflakes merged together, making the entire snowfield exude a strong smell of blood, like a hell on earth.

"God...god."

The human emperor murmured to himself, his face as pale as paper, and his eyes full of fear.

Gods must be like this. Only gods can possess such terrifying means.

Finally, under his horrified gaze, the black figure gradually fell from the sky and walked into the wind and snow.

The back is cold and upright.

It made endless fear arise in his heart.

But in the end, the pride of being the emperor made him grit his teeth, and without any hesitation, he roared crazily.

"I am the Son of Heaven and my destiny. Anyone who sees me must kneel down. Kneel down for me."

"..."

There was a roar, but there was no response. The figure did not even turn around. Just when he was extremely angry, he felt a terrifying pressure coming towards him.

This pressure was almost substantial, like a mountain, suppressing him severely.

boom!
In an instant, he collapsed into bloody mud and died on the spot.

Before he died, his eyes showed some relief, and he finally understood how ridiculous he was.

As the emperor, maybe he is really the master of this world, but in the eyes of this god, he is just an ant-like existence, and he is not even qualified to let the other party take a look, so he will die immediately .

……

In the wind and snow, Ye Qinghong was ready to fight.

Three thousand blue silks are bundled together.

The cyan skirt blooms like a lotus.

The sword in his hand is even more sharp and bright.

As a result, the next moment, she saw an additional figure in front of her.

The black-robed Xunxun, with deep eyes, walked in the wind and snow, and then looked at her tenderly.

Just a glance.

Click!

Ye Qinghong felt a flash of lightning flash across her mind, and countless memories rolled in, making her fixate on the figure in front of her and look at the stern face.

The memories of being lost in the illusion have all come back.

Then, the iceberg swordsman, who had never smiled in his life and was always very cold, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and tightly grasped the sword in his hand.

"Master, the Heart-Questioning Formation is correct. Questioning one's mind again and again can indeed increase your fate. Disciple, I've finally waited for you."

……

At the same time, another water mirror world.

Hua Lianyue was standing blankly in the wind and snow, when a scene suddenly appeared in her mind.

It was the scene where Ye Qinghong and his master met on the snowy field.

Then...

Tears shed from her peach blossom eyes.

(End of this chapter)