Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 294 Heart Candle

Sacrifice realm.

The ancestral land of Dragonborn.

Li Mingqing stood in Bowang City. The old mahogany three-story building in front of her was unfamiliar yet familiar. The bustling atmosphere inside mixed with the setting sun, making her feel dazed for a moment.

The babbling voice inside was clear and melodious, and Li Mingqing quickly identified what it was.

Theater.

She almost forgot how much she once loved listening to operas. She almost forgot that she used to sit in the audience and listen to operas all morning and evening. She also almost forgot that there were a few years when she told everyone she met that she wanted to write a novel when she grew up. The most exciting script, the most exciting play.

Now this beautiful obsession suddenly returned to her heart, making her long-stretched mind seem to fall into a warm and soft embrace.

but.

Li Mingqing stood stunned for a while - this kind of torture was too easy.

She actually couldn't figure out what she was being tortured about, but after two rounds of candle sword cleaning, she did gradually begin to gain some vague consciousness - realizing that this was not the real world, and also realizing that this seemed to be a war. A test of state of mind.

But she was still not lost.

Then she turned her head sharply and saw a quiet man in black robe standing among the audience.

After learning "Bi Guang" and "Jade Shadow", how stunning and beautiful should the "Yellow Jade" that the senior brother is practicing? The legendary "Jade Jade Sword" from four hundred years ago, will I be able to see its complete form in this life, and what kind of magic does it contain?

Swords are really fascinating things. There are so many sword skills in the world, and she wishes she could see them all one day.

How could she give up Cuiyu Sword Sect because of these pretentious things?

Li Mingqing was thinking about it, and she didn't know when she had sat down in the theater. She clapped her hands watching the actors coming and going gracefully, and smiled and drank a few cheers from the bottom of her heart.

Even though the love was gone hundreds of times, Li Mingqing still did not forget what she wanted to do. Every time, she stared at the black robe.

When he turned around, he saw that the man in black robe was already standing on the stage again. Li Mingqing twisted his wrist and leaped like a blue bird. The green and cold light had already reached him.

But every time she finds it, she enters another heart-warming plot.

Li Mingqing immediately realized that this was the goal of this fantasy in her heart. Without fear or nostalgia for the stage, she stood upright as soon as she leaned back on the chair, and the sharp sword was exposed under her clothes. Emerald light.

It was indeed relaxing and happy, she thought. Cuiyu has now overcome the difficulties. In the future, she can actually find time to do many of the things she likes.

"I want to enter the Sword Academy to learn swordsmanship!" Li Suqing heard his childish voice say, "I will come back and become a top master to protect you!"

"What a great sword! Junior sister!" Li Mingqing stood on the Cuiyu sword field, cheers rising from all around, "You are born to learn swordsmanship!"

It was so unique and out of place among the many noisy audiences.

This familiar scene instantly brought her back to the past.

She suddenly remembered her obsession and ambition for kendo.

Next, Li Mingqing went through the scenes and the past hundreds of times, including the ambition of Yujian that brought her back to her midnight dreams, and some thoughts that passed by her at some unknown time. Every feeling was so real. Every period of time is deeply missed by the girl.

"Hahahaha. Okay!" There was endless laughter and applause on the field. Li Mingqing once again experienced the glory and happiness personally, and felt his infatuation with the sword light in his opponent's hand.

But when it was unsheathed, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was only this stunning emerald light in the field of vision. The scene suddenly darkened, and when it slowly lit up again, it was already the sword light surrounding his hand.

But the scene changes again.

During the sect's sword competition in the snow five years ago, Li Mingqing had only lived a lifetime at that time, but she achieved the first place in the Three Lives Realm with her sword skills. The entire sect was boiling for her.

But she still hasn't forgotten what she wants to do. Everyone abandons countless things as they grow up, but this is not enough to break the girl's firm determination.

The moment he saw it, it also noticed him and jumped towards him.

And in countless rotations, the girl's consciousness became clearer and clearer.

——Heart poison.

She still couldn't remember what the Heart Poison Candle Sword was, nor how she got here, but now she knew she had to break the Heart Poison and rekindle the Candle Sword.

Finally, in the deeper and deeper reincarnation, she felt that the black robe was gradually exhausted, and those emotions became more and more subtle and weak. Finally, all the scenes faded away, and they returned to the empty Cuiyu sword field. Li Qing Qing faced it.

Just as the girl held herself in front every time, the black robe also became weaker every time. When Li Mingqing forced it here, the black robe was dark and worn, and the oppression at the beginning was no longer visible.

She slowly drew out the Lost Emerald Sword.

The other party also drew the sword light from under his robe.

Li Mingqing swept forward, his sword seemed to have caught the soul of a kingfisher, his green shadow was fluttering, the two swords passed by each other, and he had already cut the ribs of the person in front of him with one sword.

I have devoted myself to learning swordsmanship for twelve years and have already reached an unparalleled level. How could the other party defeat me?

"Are you still hiding your head and showing your tail?" She jumped up and looked at the hood in front of her and said coldly. A section of her fair chin was exposed in the turbulence of the sword wind.

The girl raised her sword, and with a leap of green light, she lifted the hood of the person in front of her.

Black hair is flying.

Behind the ten thousand silk threads, the girl under the hood had handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, her pink lips were pursed tightly, and the Lost Emerald Sword was lying in front of her, looking at her breathlessly.

Li Mingqing froze heavily.

Li Mingqing didn't react until the opponent's next merciless sword light stabbed him.

——The poison in your heart is of course what you are.

The lost green sword came forward again.

Two identical people, two identical swords, two identical sword techniques, the sword shadows are dancing gracefully as they come and go.

This battle is really tough.

Although Li Mingqing always had the upper hand, her opponent was also surprisingly tenacious. The sword blade left bloodstains on her body over and over again, but she always responded with an equally painful injury.

Both of them knew each other well, and this battle was indescribably cruel.

Finally, after another exchange of swords, Li Mingqing finally penetrated the black robe's chest and abdomen with a sword, nailing her to the wall.

Li Mingqing herself has almost reached her end. She is obviously much better than her opponent in swordsmanship, but it is still so difficult to win. At this time, she had abandoned the sense of ease she had felt when she first entered this place, and the journey was really exhausting for her both physically and mentally. But fortunately, everything was over, and the surroundings began to fall into darkness. Li Mingqing breathed a weak sigh of relief.

But why does this face look so much bigger than mine?

What exactly is the poison of the heart that she represents? Why am I inexplicably panicked?

Li Mingqing was thinking blankly, but before everything completely fell into darkness, she suddenly noticed that the dying Xin Du in front of her had weakly raised his head at some point and was looking at her with a pair of pleading eyes.

There were bloodstains on her face, and she whispered in a cry-like tone: "Li Mingqing, we are the head of Yu Fei."

Li Mingqing's heart and lungs suddenly clenched and she froze in place.

----

Pei Ye crossed his forearm and caught the stream of light in his hand. He flicked away the remaining blood and sheathed the sword.

The first extreme of the jade jade sword: flowing light and shooting feathers, extremely light.

In the past, [Walking on Water to Pick Off Scales] was indeed light, but if it was used by a fifth-life cultivator, if it wanted to be fast enough, the power of the sword would only be received by a three-life cultivator.

But now, even a landlubber who has never practiced martial arts has a chance to block this sword.

Being light is not always a disadvantage. Just like cutting a person's throat, in many cases it does not require too much strength. In the hands of a true swordsman, any quality that can break through the norm in sword moves is a rare advantage.

[Holding the New Corpse] Such extreme lightness brings extreme speed and unpreventable drive.

When facing an opponent who wields this sword, you must be alert to every ounce of strength the opponent has in his grasp, because the next moment it may turn into an unexpected and fatal stream of light.

The sword from East China Sea Sword Furnace B, [Mountain Feather]. Li Yiqing once told Pei Ye that it was a sword suitable for Jade Fei's martial arts. She chose this sword for him because of the stunning sword light that came out of Pei Ye's fight against Yang Yan.

"The Jade Sword" is inherently magical, but in the hands of a young man, it feels like it has been endowed with a spiritual soul. In the ever-changing situation, wherever the wind blows, the sword will always break three times, with murderous intent everywhere.

And [Mountain Feather] is engraved with a set of circuits to temporarily store the true energy, which can make the sword owner more smooth and relaxed when changing moves, and can also trigger a surprise out of thin air after the long sword is released.

This sword only has a very light force, and there is such a force in the sword. This is the origin of the [New Corpse Holding] just now.

Pei Ye walked to the corpse at his feet. The man had just died.

Until his death, there was no expression other than indifference on this face.

Pei Ye actually felt that he was not a real opponent, because the young man did not feel the strong desire to win in him.

For a cultivator, especially a genius cultivator, there is often a huge difference between the potential that emerges when he is desperate to win and the strength that he displays during daily competitions.

However, Yi Nandai seemed to be just a machine. He did not expect any outcome in the fight. He did not show the upper limit of the level that should be asked to the young man, but only used his strong force. The strength of Qisheng.

Pei Ye paused for a while, as if he could see some relief from fatigue on this face. He threw a fire on the corpse, whistled for the horse, turned over and galloped away.

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In the state of mind.

Countless scenes began to replay in Li Mingqing's mind.

In the theater, she saw herself cheering and applauding; on the sword field, she saw herself happily raising the sword in her hand; in the mountains and fields, and in the book school, she was the protagonist in every turn, and the man in black robe is always coming towards you regardless of

But isn’t it these scenes that create your true self?

Who is the poisonous person?

Who should die.

Two pairs of clear eyes stared at each other, and the world was slowly falling into darkness again.

Yi Chengxin woke up from the heart test, her face was a little pale again, and the six mirrors around her had fallen into temporary darkness.

The inheritance of Xinzhu's cultivation is actually to accept the Zhujian Qinxin from her predecessors one by one - just like what she did to Li Mingqing.

Yi Chengxin looked slowly and saw that the girl in the green skirt was still sitting on the basket leaning against the wall, her hands hanging on the ground, her head hanging weakly on her chest, her whole body motionless.

Maybe never wake up again.

As it should be, the heart candle will become stronger after being tested, and the stronger your candle sword will be, the more severe the test of heart poison will be given to the other party. Therefore, the third heart candle she lit on Li Mingqing after ninety years of cultivation was naturally much more murderous than the first two.

Yi Chengxin slowly took a deep breath and slowly looked at the seventh small mirror.

But at this moment, a heavy sound of breathing came from the direction just now.

Yi Chengxin turned his head sharply.

The girl suddenly breathed air like a drowning person, panting heavily. After four or five consecutive breaths, her brain that had been plunged into darkness finally regained consciousness.

Li Mingqing stared blankly at the girl sitting cross-legged in the center in front of him. After a long time, he realized that he had made the right choice after all.

At this time, she understood the weight of the girl's previous words, "The people who followed the imperial edict took 300 years to cultivate their hearts, but I spent 90 years on it." The battle between "my past self" and "me today" is indeed a difficult problem, but if it weren't for the girl opposite's deeper and deeper cultivation, this mental training would not be so dangerous and hazy.

This ancestral land is indeed Yi Chengxin's undisputed home ground. She is becoming stronger every time, but there is a limit to the pressure she can bear.

The questioning just now has pushed her to a desperate situation. If there is another more intense questioning, Li Mingqing has no confidence that she can sustain it again. She glanced at the niches, and the six darkened mirrors made her heart sink a little bit.

She tried to move her body - still no energy.

In fact, every time she inquired more deeply, her mind was being separated from her body. The cultivation of five lifetimes was of no use here. This battle was becoming more and more purely a battle of the mind. She understood why "Zhaozi" did not need to practice martial arts.

In this battle between mind and spirit, how can she defeat Yi Chengxin?

Or give up everything and try your best to communicate with the meridian tree? But even if we can connect to a trace of true energy, the five lives cannot release true energy, so how can we——

Li Mingqing paused and looked up at the writing on the wall again.

Only by knowing each other as soon as possible can you survive until that moment.

The heart candle that had just come out of the tempering was extremely bright at this time. Li Mingqing had already guessed the way Yi Chengxin inherited these cultivation skills. She suspected that she had actually been burned by the heart candle for a hundred years. It's just that I haven't learned the secret technique of "Transferring Heart Candle" and I don't know how to use it.

It is written on the wall: "There are three realms of the heart candle: cultivating the candle, touching the heart, and entering the spirit. Those who practice the candle must first form the heart candle in their own hearts before they can reach others; those who touch the heart can see the hearts and minds of others. The more diligent they are, the more The deeper you go, the wider you see; to be enchanted, you cannot reach it through cultivation, but you need to possess the [Quail Head] Immortal Power, so that you can enter the mind without hindrance, and be guided by the 'Candle Sword' to personally activate the poison in the mind."

(End of this chapter)