Chapter 286 Red Flower
Whoosh——bang.

Dazzling fireworks bloomed in the sky, startling most of the people in the back mountain of Qingcheng and making them look up in surprise, including Yangshe Congyun who came rushing over with a knife.

His eyes turned a little colder, and he used his light Kung Fu to tap the treetops with his toes several times and flew dozens of feet. He was not good at light Kung Fu, but since he could become the top martial artist, he must have no weaknesses in all aspects.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the exit of the underground palace, only to see a number of corpses lying on the ground in all directions. Not a single one was alive. All of them had small bloody wounds on their throats, hearts and other vital parts. Judging from the method used, it was a hidden weapon of the Tang family.

The Fan family is not the imperial court and does not have that many masters. These elite guards are obviously something that can be easily dealt with by Tang Weiyu.

However, the killing was clean and efficient, but the pursuit would not leave any trace. At this moment, they had arrived at the Dancing Red Flower Field. Deep red petals were flying all over the sky, and a long groove could be seen not far away, which was obviously caused by the strong wind escaping from the excessive speed.

Yangshe Congyun frowned, he knew that Fan Wucheng and Tang Weiyu had also come to Qingliantian, and had murderous intentions towards Zhao Wumian… Although Yangshe Congyun was not the leader of this matter, he actually acquiesced to it.

It is certainly not that he has no hatred or grudge against Zhao Wumian. All his disciples were killed by him… and considering the importance of Wu Honghua, the cooperation between the Fan family and him is obviously more important than Zhao Wumian’s life.

Therefore, if the Fan family wants to kill Zhao Wumian, then let them do it. However, in Yangshe Congyun’s expectation, he would first fight and defeat Zhao Wumian, and then the Fan family would take action… Now the order is reversed, and it is expected that Zhao Wumian came to the back mountain of Qingcheng before the fight.

Did they find Wu Honghua? I wonder if the person Tang Weiyu was after was Zhao Wumian…

If it was really Zhao Wumian who sneaked into the back mountain of Qingcheng and casually entered the gang’s forbidden area, even if Yangshe Congyun tried to kill him, the martial arts world would not deny it… That’s the rule of the martial arts world.

The matter of Wu Honghua must not be exposed at this moment.

While thinking, Yangshe Congyun followed the trail and chased closely, but Yangshe Congyun had first gone to the collapsed part of the valley, and then saw the signal and rushed here. The extra distance he ran made his progress slower… Even Su Qingqi ran ahead of him.

Su Qingqi saw the signal before she could reach the collapsed valley, so she rushed over immediately and followed the traces all the way. She found many traces of fighting along the way. It was obvious that the two men had fought for more than a dozen moves in addition to being chased, and the flower field was stained with blood.

Thanks to this, although the two martial arts masters had superb lightness skills, their fighting slowed down their pace, so Su Qingqi could barely keep up with their pace. Soon, she heard the sound of weapons clashing, and she looked over to see Tang Weiyu running with a knife in her hand, panting, her chest like a bellows, with a wound under her ribs that was bleeding, and there was also a bloody hole in her lower abdomen.

The middle-aged man holding an eight-foot-long spear opposite him was even more miserable. He had already turned into a bloody mess, and it seemed that there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body. He wielded the spear vigorously, but he was fighting and fleeing… Although he looked miserable, he was not killed on the spot.

Su Qingqi knew in her heart that this was the expert from the Fan family who had surrounded and suppressed Zhao Wumian. She was secretly shocked. Wu Kui was worthy of being Wu Kui. He was still alive even after being in such a state, and could even hurt Tang Weiyu in return… No wonder they had found so many Wu Kui experts from all over the world to surround and suppress Eunuch Lin.

I just don’t know where the young master is…

Su Qingqi looked around, the sky was full of red flowers, her heart felt a little cold, and she silently pressed the hilt of the sword… Xiao Yuanmu was following the young master, he must be fine, so she would first find a way to kill this martial arts master.

Su Qingqi knew that with her strength, it would be difficult to achieve success even with a sneak attack, so she did not act hastily, but followed all the way, waiting for the opportunity.

The Dancing Red Flower Field was empty and there was no obstruction. The two martial arts masters certainly knew about Su Qingqi’s presence. However, Fan Wucheng had no leisure to pay attention to Su Qingqi, a martial artist who had not even achieved the unity of man and nature. He had fought with Zhao Wumian before and was badly injured. At this moment, he was no match for Tang Weiyu in a head-on confrontation.

If he wanted to escape, Tang Weiyu would be like a leech on his heel, sticking to him tightly and not letting go… In fact, if it was any other martial arts master, such as Yangshe Congyun, Fan Wucheng would have escaped long ago, but the person chasing him was Tang Weiyu, and the most noteworthy thing about her was her lightness skills and her use of hidden weapons.

Compared to others, Tang Weiyu’s swordsmanship is indeed not that outstanding and cannot compare to Yangshe Congyun and Zhao Wumian, but this lightness skill is the Tang family’s livelihood and is unrivaled in the world. If we really compare it with others in the martial arts world, perhaps only the former Lord of Wuchang City, Lan, and the weak Wudamu and Xiao Yuanmu can be slightly better.

At this moment, the three of them chased each other and crossed dozens of miles in a moment. At some point, a grave appeared in front of them, and in front of the tombstone, stood a man in green clothes!

He was wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, with his back to the three people, his head lowered as he looked at the tombstone. His long black hair was tied with a ribbon and then fell out of the bamboo hat and hung behind his shoulders.

Fine raindrops fell from the sky, making everything wet; the cold wind whistled, blowing up red flowers all over the sky.

The man in green stood among the red flowers and the falling rain, staring silently at the tombstone. The cold wind blew up his raincoat, revealing three weapons slung across his waist… a horizontal saber and two long swords.

Fan Wucheng was slightly stunned, and then he was overjoyed… Zhao Wumian!

Fan Wucheng knew that the reason why Zhao Wumian had such a strong fighting power was ultimately due to the secret method of Heavenly Demon Blood Release… But after the time limit, he was completely powerless, and he was afraid that even warriors below the Grandmaster level could easily defeat him.

Zhao Wumian obviously promised Tang Weiyu some benefits, which made Tang Weiyu work so hard… As long as he could hold Zhao Wumian hostage, he would not seek to escape, but only to delay for a moment and wait for Yangshe Congyun to arrive… By then, Zhao Wumian, Tang Weiyu, and the sneaky woman behind them would all die.

No, it’s a bit of a waste if it dies. It should be used to make Gu.

But it was impossible for Zhao Wumian to appear here so easily… Fan Wucheng thought of the little girl who touched his back silently, and the pain in his back became even worse.

He concentrated his attention, not daring to be careless in the slightest, and flew towards Zhao Wumian.

A little earlier.

Zhao Wumian was originally in a state of meditation, closing his eyes to heal his wounds, then he suddenly raised his head and looked at the ceiling… The sound of Tang Weiyu and Fan Wucheng’s fight was transmitted into the underground palace. Although it was subtle, it could not be hidden from him and Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu also opened his eyes and stood up calmly, “You, me, and Tang Weiyu, three martial arts masters, considering Fan Wucheng’s current state, it won’t be difficult to kill him… Let’s go, kill him as soon as possible, so that we can go back to fight as soon as possible. Since you boasted that you would defeat Yangshe Congyun today, you must not break your promise, otherwise it will not be in accordance with the rules of the martial arts world.”

Zhao Wumian lightly squeezed his palms, let out a long breath of white air, took out the Donghuang fragment from his sleeve, and was secretly shocked… The Lord of Nine Bells is indeed worthy of his reputation. The energy gathered here is extremely pure. Digesting and absorbing it at this moment has greatly improved the quality of his internal energy. Relying on “Liu Wujing”, all the losses were recovered.

What good stuff… Every one of those things called the Nine Bells is indeed a treasure.

However, these energies of heaven and earth have been accumulated over more than 20 years… They are rare and can only be found by chance.

In order to avoid wasting it, Zhao Wumian absorbed almost all the energy of heaven and earth into his dantian. Since he could not digest it temporarily, he felt his blood surging, as if he had taken the Xiayun Gu. His head felt a little hot, and his whole body was filled with endless strength. It seemed as if he could split mountains and rocks with a palm.

He suppressed his restlessness, pondered for a moment, and said, “According to the map, there is an endless flower field above, with no shelter, and it is not easy to hide… I will go up and take a look first, and I will give priority to protecting the princess.”

It was obviously not appropriate to leave Luo Xiangzhu here alone. The secret passage in the valley was wide open, and anyone who entered the valley could be seen at a glance. What if someone came in…

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanmu nodded slightly, and Zhao Wumian tidied up his hat and weapon and left through the exit.

When Xiao Lingyun built the underground palace, the exit was arranged in secret. It was located in a valley, surrounded by dense forests and bushes. The soil accumulated over time had already sealed the stone door of the exit.

Zhao Wumian pressed the mechanism, opened the stone door, slapped the dirt and gravel behind the stone door with one hand, walked out of the valley, recalled the direction, walked quickly, and went to Xiao Lingyun’s tomb first.

Xiao Lingyun’s real tomb is in the underground palace. The tomb in the flower field here has long been empty. As Zhao Wumian walked out of the dense forest and stepped into the flower field, his steps gradually slowed down, and his face under the bamboo hat gradually became expressionless.

The tomb is still there and has not been demolished. It is probably because Jiuli also abides by the rules of the underworld. The dead should not be disturbed, and there is no need to disturb them… But the sea of ​​flowers planted by Jiuer himself had long been uprooted and replaced by addictive poisonous flowers.

The sky is full of red flowers, dancing in the wind, and a tombstone stands alone in the flower field.

The tomb is still the same tomb, but the flowers are no longer the same flowers.

Flowers are actually just external objects. The key point is the love that Jiuer has planted for his parents with his own hands…but now the flowers are gone.

Zhao Wumian was not surprised by this. Why did the Fan family have to plant flowers here? It was probably because the energy of heaven and earth gathered by the Donghuang fragments affected the soil here… But there was only so much land, and it was definitely impossible to keep the flowers planted by Jiu’er… They had to be used to plant Wuhong flowers.

They all have to grow addictive poisonous flowers… The Fan family wants to use it for internal fighting, and Yangshe Congyun wants to use it to make Qing Liantian the overlord of the martial arts world.

In Jiu’er’s eyes, these flowers represent his father’s obsession to find his mother after a lifetime of hard work. However, in the eyes of the Fan family and Yangshe Congyun, these flowers are nothing. Therefore, the flowers that Jiu’er planted for his parents are naturally of no concern, so they can just be pulled out…

Zhao Wumian has lost his memory and can’t remember his past with Jiu’er, but from Xiao Yuanmu’s words and the details he discovered, he knows that Jiu’er treats him as her own son and that Jiu’er treats him very well, so he acknowledges this and regards Xiao Lingyun and Yi’er as his own grandparents.

Now, the sea of ​​flowers was replaced by this poisonous flower, and it was all scarlet, which made Zhao Wumian’s heart slowly sink.

He stepped into the flower field, his steps gradually slowed down, and came to the tomb. He stood in the rain, looking at the tombstone silently.

Both the Rong people and the imperial court were hunting down Xiao Lingyun, so what was engraved on the tombstone was not even Xiao Lingyun’s name, but a simple sentence “Father of Jiuer”.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a few seconds, but he thought of Zi Yi.

She found a special palace in the palace and planted poisonous flowers and plants, and named it Ziqing Palace.

In fact, it was planted for Zhao Wumian. Many poison pills that are beneficial to Zhao Wumian’s health all come from here. If one day, the Fan family and Yangshe Congyun went there, kicked over the flowerpot, pulled out the poisonous flowers and grass that Zi Yi had worked so hard to plant and threw them away, and instead used the conditions of Ziqing Palace to plant these dancing red flowers…

Zhao Wumian’s breathing gradually became faster.

At this moment, a sound of breaking air was heard behind them. Fan Wucheng, Tang Weiyu and Su Qingqi all saw Zhao Wumian standing in front of the tombstone.

The sky was gloomy and the rain kept falling. Occasionally, sunlight pierced through the clouds outside the skyline, and beams of sunlight sprinkled across the sky and earth, reflecting the misty and delicate light water fog on the deep red sea of ​​flowers.

Under the bamboo hat, Zhao Wumian tilted his head slightly, revealing only half of his face, and glanced at Fan Wucheng who was flying towards him.

Tread————

Fan Wucheng landed on the ground, his long boots stepped into the flower field, splashing water everywhere, he danced lightly with his spear, pulled by the strong wind, drawing an arc made up of crimson petals in the dancing red flower field. His intuition told him that Zhao Wumian’s current state seemed to be wrong, but in front of him was Zhao Wumian, and behind him was Tang Weiyu… Zhao Wumian, whose Heavenly Demon Blood Release time limit had expired, was obviously the easy persimmon to be squeezed.

Fan Wucheng said nothing, bent his legs slightly, and was about to rush forward. At the moment, he was holding a spear, so he would not let Zhao Wumian take advantage of the weapon, but at this moment Zhao Wumian was faster than him.

As early as the moment Fan Wucheng landed, Zhao Wumian turned around, took a light step forward, slightly bent his body, the sky full of falling petals was silent for a moment, and then he suddenly exerted force.

With a crisp sound of being unsheathed, Jiu’er’s Qingxu sword turned into a cold light and suddenly overflowed from the sheath, but was thrown out suddenly, nailing Fan Wucheng who had just landed at a blink of an eye.

The long sword spun at high speed in the rain, splitting the flying flowers along the way into two. The raindrops hit the sword, making the long sword look even brighter. During the spinning, in the image reflected by the clear sword body, one could see a martial artist wearing a bamboo hat suddenly approaching the direction of the flying long sword.

Fan Wucheng’s pupils shrank slightly. He recognized this move. It was the signature move of the Sword Sect’s Little King of Hell. Not long ago, Longquan beheaded the Earth Lord with a flying sword close to his body, winning with one move. Mu Lier liked this move… The move was fine. Zhao Wumian was originally Mu Lier’s disciple, but his current state and speed were not at all like the weakness after using the secret method! !

Fan Wucheng tried to knock the long sword away with his spear, but Zhao Wumian attacked in anger, using his light skill of picking stars and changing the moon, and his speed was so fast that it was outrageous.

The drizzle fell and the sky was full of red flowers.

Zhao Wumian suddenly appeared in front of Fan Wucheng like a ghost, and raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the Qingxu sword.

The scene seemed to be frozen on the spot.

Scratch——

With the sound of sword ringing, Zhao Wumian, holding the long sword, suddenly passed by Fan Wucheng and stood behind him. Blood splattered everywhere, and then the red flowers in the sky stopped and flew towards Zhao Wumian due to the pull of the energy.

Click————

After the sword was out, Zhao Wumian did not look back. He turned his back to Fan Wucheng, raised his hand and made a sword flower following the force of the long sword’s rotation, then sheathed the sword cleanly and neatly, and the flash of swords and shadows came to an abrupt end!

Fan Wucheng held his throat with one hand, blood oozing out from between his fingers, his face full of horror. In a quick glance, he could see the word “wine” clearly written on the sword.

Xiao Yuanmu took Luo Xiangzhu to hide at the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, looking over here, she couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows. Zhao Wumian was obviously extremely angry at the moment. This sword already had the style of a martial arts champion. If she hadn’t lost her memory, she had no doubt that after using this sword, Zhao Wumian would break through on the spot and build a bridge between heaven and earth.

But even so, the benefit of this sword to Zhao Wumian is immeasurable, no less than the enlightenment in Longchang… On the road of martial arts, accumulation is indispensable, but the most important thing is the fleeting flash of inspiration.

Hard work can make you a master, but it won’t make you the best.

In order to build the bridge between heaven and earth, Zhao Wumian has made a lot of efforts. He has integrated his martial arts countless times and strived to bring forth something new from the old… but those efforts are not even a bit comparable to the brilliance of this sword.

But the person Zhao Wumian was facing was a master who had achieved the level of unity of man and nature and was considered the best in martial arts. Even though his throat was cut by a sword, Fan Wucheng did not lose consciousness immediately. His neck was in great pain, but Fan Wucheng was filled with horror and endless murderous intent.

This is a fatal injury. Unless he has the Qingying Jade Robe on him, or the Naraku Red Thread can go back in time, he will definitely die here… But those who can reach the level of Wu Kui are definitely not those who are afraid of death. They are just weighing in their hearts whether their death is worth it.

If he died now, it would be in vain, but it would be worth it if he could kill Zhao Wumian! Otherwise, whether it was the Fan family or the Jiuli, sooner or later, they would be completely defeated by Zhao Wumian and there would be no recovery.

When his body was about to collapse, he suddenly exerted force, gripped the gun tightly, and as if he had a last burst of energy, he suddenly pierced the rain curtain with a sudden thrust, stabbing Zhao Wumian in the back.

Xiao Yuanmu frowned, thinking that Zhao Wumian had underestimated the martial arts master. It was not enough to just suffer a fatal injury. If he wanted to kill Wu Kui, he had to be crushed to ashes! She raised her hand and a short sword popped out from her sleeve, ready to throw it to help Zhao Wumian.

At this moment, a piece of beautiful sword suddenly pierced into Fan Wucheng’s heart, piercing him through. Then the long sword did not come out of the body, but went straight up, slashing from the heart to the neck, then the wrist flipped and slashed across.

puff-

Fan Wucheng’s head shot up into the sky, his vision suddenly turned upside down, the light in his eyes was still there, with a little doubt, but he looked behind him and saw a woman in a green dress with cold eyes, sheathing her sword.

It was the sneaky woman that Fan Wucheng had never taken seriously… So young? She looked less than 20 years old, but her aura… was the unity of nature and man.

Su Qingqi has a profound foundation, and she has always been in need of an opportunity. She understands the will of heaven above and the feelings of people below.

She is only seventeen this year, and her talent is better than Guan Yunshu and Mu Lier, otherwise Xiao Yuanmu would not have accepted her as his disciple. But she has always been quite inferior and ashamed in her heart… She has been practicing martial arts since she was young and has never slacked off. She was already a master when she went west to Jin. However, she has done very little along the way, and almost everything was done by Zhao Wumian.

It was good enough that she didn’t hold back. The young lady of the Su family, the youngest leader, had fallen to the point where she could only help a little when practicing dual cultivation with Zhao Wumian… Why? Guan Yunshu was also a leader, and she could enter the Sky Viewing Realm, so why couldn’t she?

She also wanted to fight alongside Zhao Wumian. Even if she traveled around the world in the future, she would be dressed in fine clothes and ride a horse, with a sword on her waist, and travel together, rather than being a little burden who needed Zhao Wumian’s constant care.

She has her own pride, and now is the time to prove herself.

Killing Wu Kui with his own hands was not the point, it was just a symbol… It symbolized that Su Qingqi could proudly say to Zhao Wumian, “Sir, look, I’m very powerful, right? I can also help you, so no matter what powerful enemy you face, no matter what troubles you have, I can face it with you, and you can tell me anything.”

This idea is actually no different from being in love, but the barrier between heaven and man has always been about one’s own inner demons… Su Qingqi cares about this matter, so this time when she beheaded Wu Kui, her thoughts were clear and she felt relaxed and happy. Isn’t this the unity of heaven and man?
Gudong————

Fan Wucheng’s head fell to the ground, blood splattered, and fell into the flower field, turning into nutrients for the poisonous flowers.

“Since you care so much about the dancing red flowers, and now you are buried in the sea of ​​flowers…” Zhao Wumian was not panicked. He tilted his hat slightly and glanced at Fan Wucheng’s body. “It can be said that you got what you asked for.”

Fan Wucheng’s head was cut off, but he still retained a trace of consciousness. All he could see in front of him was dirty black mud and a dense forest of flower stems. He had no words to say, and he couldn’t speak. His consciousness lasted only a moment before his eyes went dark.

Fan Wucheng was very well prepared for this trip. He went to Emei Mountain specially before coming to investigate Zhao Wumian’s true level. Just in case, he also took out Jiuli Gu and joined forces with Tang Weiyu… With these two martial arts masters joining forces, they should be able to kill Zhao Wumian no matter what, right?
Unfortunately, he could never have expected that Naraku Hongsi could go back in time. Whether Mrs. Tang could regain her memory depended on Zhao Wumian. He could never have imagined that Zhao Wumian’s strength could be so terrifying.

He couldn’t help but feel regretful in his heart. If he had been more prepared… it was too late.

Zhao Wumian was not afraid of Fan Wucheng’s counterattack at all. He was too seriously injured. Even if he had a last-ditch effort, it would be just that. Not to mention that there was a martial arts master with superb lightness skills standing next to him.

Tang Weiyu originally wanted to help Zhao Wumian block the gun, but Su Qingqi got there first, leaving her no chance to show off. She then silently put away her knife and glanced at Su Qingqi with a slightly horrified look.

Zhao Wumian’s martial arts skills are abnormal enough, and the beauties around him are more outrageous than each other.

Originally, because of Luo Shuzhi’s actions, the imperial court’s strength was greatly weakened. Now, it seems that with Zhao Wumian and the women behind him, the imperial court’s strength is likely to increase instead of decrease.

Fortunately, I am now on the side of the imperial court…one of us, one of us.

Tang Weiyu came to Zhao Wumian, bowed slightly, and then took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, “Jiuli Gu… but there is only one-fifth, the rest are in other Jiuli clans. I don’t need this thing now, so I present it to the Marquis.”

Zhao Wumian did not refuse. He took the porcelain bottle, looked at it for a few seconds and put it into his sleeve. With his innate all-poisonous body, the more of this Gu King poison he had, the better.

He then looked at Su Qingqi, and Su Qingqi was also looking at him.

Su Qingqi entered the palace for him, so Zhao Wumian couldn’t help but feel tender for her, but since they were outside at the moment, it was not appropriate to reveal too much.

Su Qingqi finally entered the Sky Viewing Pavilion, and her heart was immediately excited. If it weren’t for Tang Weiyu, the third wheel, she would have wanted to go into the woods with Zhao Wumian, lift her skirt and ride on him herself… But this was obviously not the right time. She remembered something and hurriedly said, “Yangshe Congyun has also come to the back mountain. He must have heard the noise…”

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind beside him.

wipe—-

A flash of knife light suddenly passed through a distance of more than ten feet and arrived beside Zhao Wumian and Su Qingqi in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Wumian was slightly startled and didn’t want to fight with Yangshe Congyun in front of Su Qingqi to avoid accidental injury, so he directly picked up Su Qingqi and dodged to the side. The knife light passed less than three inches in front of him, and then Zhao Wumian suddenly moved several feet, and his long boots left a long groove in the flower field.

Tang Weiyu’s heart froze slightly, and she also avoided the sharp edge, drew her sword and stared.

call—-

The cold wind howled, blowing up petals all over the sky. The dancing red flowers swayed gently in the wind. A figure like an iron tower stood where the few people had just been, silently lowering its head and looking at Fan Wucheng’s body.

“Yangshe Congyun…” Zhao Wumian put Su Qingqi down, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered lightly.

Zhao Wumian could ignore Yangshe Congyun as well as Yangshe Chao, Qin Sanye and others, but this person was closely responsible for the Qingcheng Mountain becoming a place full of poisonous flowers.

Yangshe Congyun raised his head calmly, looked around, and understood why such a strong man like Fan Wucheng died.

Being surrounded by two top martial arts masters, one of whom was famous for his martial arts skills…it was indeed difficult to escape. Coupled with other factors, it was not surprising that he died here.

Su Qingqi narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, realizing something was wrong, and took a few steps away from Zhao Wumian to avoid disturbing him. However, with Su Qingqi’s current strength, plus Tang Weiyu and Xiao Yuanmu in the dark… it is not impossible to kill Yangshe Congyun on the spot in the dancing red flower field.

If they could surround and kill Fan Wucheng, they could naturally kill Yangshe Congyun as well.

Yangshe Congyun silently held the hilt of the knife and stared at Zhao Wumian.

The crimson petals danced in the wind, like falling rain, spreading over the two people standing opposite each other in the middle of the flower field…

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What I mentioned before is that I want to write all the stories about Xiao Lingyun’s past in one go. After all, the memories cannot be separated.

But there will be one chapter tomorrow, and I will try to finish it in one go, and this volume will be almost over.

(End of this chapter)