One Thought Feixian

Chapter 11 Yongyeon River

Jiang Yi is actually the prince of Dali Kingdom.

However, ten years ago, the Dali Kingdom was destroyed by the Central Dynasty, and the Jiang family was completely wiped out. Almost no one survived, and Jiang Yi almost died.

It was Meng Qianqiu who suddenly appeared, rescued him, and then brought him to Menghunzong, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

Originally, the way of cultivation leads to the same goal by different routes. Nianxiu and martial arts have their own advantages and disadvantages, and there is no distinction between good and bad. The reason why Jiang Yi is obsessed with the way of Nianxiu is not only because the Dream Soul Sect is the master of Nianxiu, but because he can't forget his father. The scene of dying at the hands of Tianshitang Liu Qiangu.

He wanted to kill the enemy with his own hands, and he wanted to kill Liu Qiangu in the same way.

This is the persistence in his heart, even though he is ridiculed by others, he will not waver.

It's a pity that fate seems to be playing tricks on him. He has no intention of cultivating his understanding. If this road fails, his hatred will be far away.

But now, Liu Qiangu's son actually came here, and the hatred that had been suppressed in Jiang Yi's heart for ten years suddenly exploded like a mountain torrent.

He can't kill Liu Qiangu, but he can kill his son, so let's get back some interest first.

"Run sword, kill!"

Strike first.

Just when Liufu was mobilizing his mind power, Jiang Yi didn't hesitate to mobilize the talisman sword that Master Meng Qianqiu used to save his life.

The air vibrated violently, and a sharp sword energy erupted from Jiang Yi's body. The crystal-clear talisman sword suddenly appeared between the eyebrows, and then suddenly flashed, breaking through the layers of air, from the hell ghosts and gods. He rushed out and stabbed fiercely between Liufu's eyebrows.

"Chunyang Talisman Sword..." An incredible voice sounded, then went out again, and stopped abruptly, and then saw a blood hole in Liufu's brow, dripping with blood, which was shocking.

Liufu fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't even believe that he would die in Jiang Yi's hands.

This scene was really too fast, less than a breath before and after, the talisman sword contained unrivaled divine power and could kill everything.

"The power of this talisman sword is too terrifying. A dignified high-grade Nian teacher was instantly killed like this, and there is no strength left to fight back!" Jiang Yi was also taken aback when he saw this scene.

But by killing Liu Fu, the hatred in his heart finally got a bit of venting, and he felt much more relaxed.

"This talisman sword is a life-saving trick. It's a pity that there are only three chances to activate it. Now I have used it once, and there are two more!" Jiang Yi called the talisman sword back to his eyebrows, cherishing it very much.

In his opinion, the "Dream Heart Sutra" and the peerless magical skills are all illusory, and the things that can save lives are the most precious.

Jiang Yi walked over and took off a black wrench from Liufu's finger.

This black wrench, with strange patterns engraved on it, looks very exquisite and luxurious. Those who are rich and powerful like to wear this kind of thing to show their status.

However, Jiang Yi's knowledge is extraordinary, and he knows that this ring finger is not an ordinary thing, but an extremely rare storage ring, which contains universe and can hold many things.

Liu Fu is the son of the celestial master Liu Qiangu, with a noble status, and it is not surprising that he has a storage ring.

"It's a pity that I don't have the power of thought to open this finger!" Jiang Yi shook his head, then put the finger into his arms, and continued to move forward.

The so-called death and Tao disappear, when Liufu dies, the power of thought will disappear, and the cage of power of thought will naturally no longer exist.

As he moved forward, the moisture in the air became more intense, and then, a huge river appeared in front of Jiang Yi's eyes.

This river is the most famous Longyuan River in Yuanzhou. Even in the entire Central Dynasty, there are not many rivers that can compare with Longyuan River.

According to rumors, the ancient sage Wang Xi set his capital in Yuanzhou, and named the river Longyuan River, which means "the hidden dragon is in the deep".

The Longyuan River is magnificent, stretching as far as the eye can see. The rolling river flows eastward without end, and the turbulent waves beat the shore, as if there is really a giant dragon lurking in it, showing the glory of water virtue.

Jiang Yi has been in Menghunzong for ten years, and he often came to the Longyuan River to practice martial arts, so he is naturally very familiar with it.

"Fortunately, a month ago, I chiseled a wooden boat. I was going to go out for fun, but because of the turbulent water, I didn't make it. I didn't expect it to come in handy now!"

As Jiang Yi said, his eyes fell on a wooden boat among the reeds on the bank.

This wooden boat was extremely rough and made of a huge piece of wood. It was nine feet long and three feet wide, and it was not a problem to carry two or three people. There were also two large oars on board.

Jiang Yi looked at the wooden boat, and felt rejoicing in his heart. Fortunately, he had thought of it at the beginning, otherwise he didn't know what to do.

It is a long way to go to Licheng, even riding a fierce horse will take a day and a night to get there. No matter how strong a person is physically, it is impossible to stay in the water for such a long time, even if he is a martial arts master.

Moreover, there are unimaginable dangers in the water, so most people will not easily enter the water.

With this wooden boat, Jiang Yi can go down the river and his safety will be guaranteed.

However, just as Jiang Yi was walking towards the wooden boat, a figure also came to the shore.

"Eldest brother?" Jiang Yi was a little surprised when he saw the person coming, and then quickly asked: "Eldest brother, why are you here? You escaped? Where's the master?"

"Master is dead!" Xu Lin looked at Jiang Yi, and said coldly: "Young junior brother is very lucky. With the help of Master himself, he escaped unscathed, but the other disciples are not so lucky. They all died under the butcher's knife of the Scarlet Legion."

"Master!" Jiang Yi cried out sadly when he heard this.

Even though he had guessed the ending, Jiang Yi still couldn't accept the sad news of Master's death now.

Just like back then, when his father died in the hands of Liu Qiangu, it was miserable and sad.

"If I don't take revenge, I, Jiang Yi, will not be a human being!" Jiang Yi roared with red eyes.

If it were not for Meng Qianqiu, he would have died long ago, and now he has sacrificed himself to help him escape, so he must repay such kindness.

"Little brother, as the senior brother of the Dream Soul Sect, I have a duty to do so. Naturally, I will avenge my master's revenge, but now that the Central Dynasty is in full swing, we can only fight against it with pebbles, unless I get the "Dream Heart Sutra" and cultivate to the level of ghosts." Only in the realm of fairyland can we have the capital to contend."

Xu Lin looked angry and said firmly.

"Dream Heart Sutra?" Jiang Yi's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "The "Dream Heart Sutra" has always been in the hands of Master, and now that Master is dead, "Dream Heart Sutra" I'm afraid it has already fallen into the hands of the Central Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)