Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 214 Strange Baizhi

Until the two of them walked away.

Yu Congwen suddenly glanced at his brother and whispered:

"There's something wrong with this girl!"

"Normally, possessing a body is like the soul entering the body, and the appearance cannot change. But from what Yu'er said, this person is sometimes male, sometimes female, and even his appearance has changed..."

"If he had come a month earlier, I would have used the Fanzu Spiritual Light Stone to see why this man was different from the others."

Yu Congxiu sighed:

"After Yu'er lost his arm, he's been looking depressed these days. I wanted to agree to his request, but the woman he brought with him had a strange look on her face, and..."

Yu Congxiu looked at his fellow apprentices and brothers:

"We've been dealing with the demons and ghosts of Jinghai for years. This aura is cold and gloomy, completely different from the great demons of Jinghai, and I've never seen it before. So I'm a little suspicious. This child is definitely not a righteous cultivator. We must be on guard against him!"

"No wonder, no wonder. The way to possess a body has always been to devour the soul, but this child has even changed his appearance. Perhaps there really is a powerful being with divine status living in his sea of ​​consciousness."

"Don't let him go yet. Wait until we figure it out!"

Yu Congwen immediately went out and said, "I'll go arrange some manpower..."

Yu Congxiu warned from behind: "He is Yu'er's friend, try not to let anyone see him."

"I understand..."

Du Fang went out with emotion and looked towards the north, which was a vast expanse of desolate scenery.

He felt an inexplicable grief and anger in his heart and didn't know how to vent it.

Ever since that day at Lingxiao Mountain when he abandoned his discarded mortal body and entered the Green Embryo, the immortal spirit in his mind had committed countless murders through his body.

These were completely contrary to the teachings of his uncle-master over the past decade and his simple values.

What is the difference between him and Longxiong, who turned his father into nutrients in a jar?

Every righteous person is working hard and bravely for the survival of the people of the world.

At this point, I was already terminally ill, the corruption of my immortal spirit had penetrated deep into my bones, and my six senses were completely obscured. If this continued, my soul would eventually be destroyed and completely corrupted.

Become an immortal spirit that brings disaster to the world.

The Iron Fan Sect holds a key position in the north of Zhengyang Continent. If the immortal spirit is reborn here, it will bring a devastating blow to billions of lives in the three continents.

He looked towards the endless sea of ​​ice to the north.

Perhaps that is where he will die.

Even if he died, he would bury this immortal body in the heart of the demon clan and completely destroy the source of the immortal's chaos in the world.

Once the thought of committing suicide came to his mind, Du Fang suddenly felt relieved.

I want to find someone to ask, and find a flying sword that has been refined, so that I can pass through the Great Wall of Steel and enter the heartland of the demon clan and the ghost clan.

There should be a tombstone of my own.

Suddenly, a worried and anxious voice came from behind: "Brother Du Fang, wait!"

Yu Qinghan followed out.

There was anxiety and concern in his voice, and Du Fang suddenly felt a warmth flowing through his heart.

Du Fang smiled: "Brother, I know you are trying your best. Life and death are determined by fate. I, Du Fang, am destined to be haunted by immortal spirits in this life!"

Yu Qinghan shook his head and said:

"Don't go, don't leave. There's still a chance for things to turn around. Fan Zu's appearance this time is just a routine matter. The border has been peaceful for over a decade. It's impossible for the three tribes from Jinghai to attack the fortress at this time!"

Du Fangdao:

"Don't make it hard on yourself or your father. I've let it go. Even if your sect's Fan Ancestor takes action, he may not be able to heal me. Didn't your uncle say that he's never seen me in such a state of possession?"

"I promised you, and I promised Miss Bai..."

When the name "Miss Bai" was mentioned, Yu Qinghan suddenly paused and continued:

"Give me three days, just three days. If I can't cure you, I will send you wherever you want to go..." The sincerity on his face made Du Fang unable to say a word of refusal.

He stayed for three days to comfort his good friend, but if he left now, it would hurt his friend's heart.

Du Fang never expected that when he returned to his residence, the scene before him almost made his jaw drop.

Bai Zhi, who seemed a little strange and a little familiar to him, was now leisurely lying on a chair with her legs crossed and cracking melon seeds.

There is a small table next to it.

There are some wine and snacks on the table.

He stared at Bai Zhi with a very strange expression, and couldn't figure out whether this was his former senior sister or the master of the sword sect who commanded Longyuan.

This woman didn't have the same style as before, where she acted decisively and killed people without blinking an eye. The Senior Sister Li he knew couldn't be like an ordinary woman, leisurely basking in the sun and cracking melon seeds.

"You've changed. You've become so strange. I feel like I've never known you before!"

"The world is changing, let alone people. Haven't you changed too?"

"Are you my senior sister, or Lord Baihuang?"

"Both, and neither...it depends on what you think. If you think I'm your senior sister, then I am..."

"My senior sister Li Qingshuang wouldn't be like this..."

Du Fang shook his head dejectedly. He didn't know why Bai Zhi became like this after going out.

He suddenly remembered Uncle Zuo mentioned by Yu Qinghan, and suddenly asked:

"Back when you were offering the sword at Longyuan and competing with Great Pillar State Changying, you invited fellow Daoists from all over the world to watch. Was there a senior disciple from the Iron Fan Sect named Zuo?"

"I don't remember..." Bai Zhi shook her head.

"Will you remember this carefully?"

Bai Zhi's expression suddenly changed. "Why do you have to dwell on this? I told you that what you see now is an incomplete Li Qingshuang. I told you in that river valley. Do you really think that if I were Lord Baihuang, I would be so foolish as to help you block that sword?"

What she said was the truth. Bai Zhi would definitely not do that, but Senior Sister would definitely do that.

But he still wanted to cheat, so he said:

"Just now I went to meet the three heroes of the Yu family. Their uncle Zuo was killed by your magic sword Blood Rainbow. What do you think if I tell others about it?"

He smiled meaningfully.

Unexpectedly, this made Bai Zhi laugh completely. Yanran said, "Go ahead and tell them. I promise that after you tell them, they will send a few maids to serve me. Do you believe it?"

"What do you mean? You're someone's enemy, and the Iron Fan Sect's master has a brain tumor, yet he still treats you like a distinguished guest?"

Bai Zhi smiled and pointed at her head with her white fingers:

"You may not know that the Ninth Realm of the Sword Path is the pinnacle, a realm that countless people spend their entire lives dreaming of, yet cannot reach. Even a Ninth Realm cultivator might not be able to comprehend the ultimate mysteries of the Sword Path. But I, a rare swordsmanship genius, comprehended them upon entering the Seventh Realm... That's why I was able to ascend two levels in a row..."

She stood up and laughed unrestrainedly: "So this beautiful head of mine is what all monks in the world dream of. Now you understand, it is much more valuable than your pig head!"