This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    Inside the tower is another world.

    Wind Ci opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a vast and quiet snow-capped jungle. There is a dense canopy of fir trees on the top of the head, and the soft snow is underfoot, and the cold air after the snow is all in the breath.

    This tower is truly a self-constructed, self-contained mystery.

    Wind Ci then turned to speak to the person behind him: "Little—"

     The sound came to an abrupt end.

    Pei Qianyue was not around.

    Just now they stepped into the tower together, and when they reached this wood, Pei Qianyue saw a trace.

    Fengci closed his eyes and wanted to release the sensory force to investigate, but failed.

    The spiritual power is gone.

    Feng Ci lowered her head to her hands and frowned slightly.

    The secret realm has its own unique set of "rules" since its inception. No matter how high your cultivation level is, if you just step in, you will be limited by the "rules" in it.

    Dispersing people who enter the secret realm together, limiting spiritual power, and facing danger alone are common methods in the secret realm.

    Feng Ci subconsciously glanced at his right hand.

    Pei Qianyue made a mistake this time, guessing that the secret realm would open them, and gave Feng Ci a contact.

    The magic weapon has not been activated, and there is nothing on Feng Ci's right hand now, and he can't even see it.

    This instrument is limited by the region and spiritual power, just touch it lightly, this red rope instrument will be connected to Pei Qianyue, no matter how far it is, you can perceive it.

    Affects even in Rifts.

    Suddenly there was wind.

    The man is nine feet long, tall and sturdy, wearing a shabby dark yellow monk robe, the scar on the top of the head is bright red.

    He looked up, revealing a ferocious blurry face.

    Words: "...Fuck."

      There are no pupils in the eyes, and a pair of empty eyes stares straight at Feng Ci.

    Feng Ci was taken aback by this face at such a close distance, and was really startled. But he didn't even give time to react, and pulled out the big knife.

    “—kill!”

    The silence in the forest was broken, and the vague-faced monk attacked Feng Ci again, attacking quickly and arrogantly. Feng Ci now has no spiritual power and is forced to retreat step by step.

    "This master, the disciple did not intend to intrude, are you angry with this?" Feng Ci retreated, and tried to talk to the ghost monk, "Can we sit down and talk? For example Where is this place and how should I get out? Also, have you seen a little snake that I lost when I entered, it's very beautiful, but it's just too good-natured."

    The broadsword swept across, Feng Ci dodged sideways, and the blade sank deep into the tree trunk behind him.

    Wind Ci: "Why are you so irritable as a Buddhist disciple?"

    The monk took out his big sword and slashed at Fengci again.

     "I don't seem to be conscious." Feng Ci shook his head, "Offended."

    Ke Fengci was named a saint by the cultivation world back then, so he would naturally only rely on his spiritual power to cultivate a foothold, and he would never lose to anyone in terms of martial arts and body techniques. The sound of this sentence fell, and he easily dodged a blow. Before the opponent could hold back his strength, he raised his hand and grabbed the monk's neck.

    Boom—

    The ground trembled violently, and the snow on the treetops was shaken down and sprinkled on Feng Ci.

    Click.

    Feng Ci snapped the monk's neck neatly.

    Silence returns to the woods.

    Feng Ci got up and clapped his hands: "I recognize where this is, thank you."

    The cedar forest, the snow, and the misty mountain.

    And it is the Lingwu Mountain three thousand years later.

    It was just that it was too late at that time, and it was daytime in this secret realm, because I didn't recognize it immediately.

    Feng Ci raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his line of sight was blocked by layers of fir trees, only to see the gray sky, and even the time of day could be discerned.

    Xu Secret Realm will be changed and presented in the same place according to the change of heart. Knowing where this is is doesn't help much.

    So where should the exit of this secret realm be?

    Feng Ci was thinking about it, but did not notice that the monk at his feet moved his fingers slightly.

    The long knife that the monk just used fell on his hand, his right hand was slowly raised, and his eyes could reach the hilt.

    At this moment, a black figure flashed by.

     , dissipated in the snow.

    "The monsters in this secret realm have the power to regenerate, and they must be decapitated to kill them completely." Pei Qianyue threw the long knife in his hand, the long knife fell to the ground, and it also dissipated as flying sand . Then, Chao Fengci smiled: "Sorry master, I'm late."

    ***

    "This pagoda is called the Infinity Pagoda. There are six reincarnations in Buddhism. The bottom of the **** is also called the Infinity Hell." , "It is inevitable that some Buddhist disciples can achieve the purification of the six senses. Master Huikong built this pagoda and secret realm, and extracted the disciples' evil thoughts and distracting thoughts, and locked them at the bottom of the pagoda."

     "Over time, this tower has become a gathering place for evil thoughts, and it is dangerous."

    Pei Qianyue said this in a gentle and slow voice. Feng Ci followed behind, holding back his eyes.

    It seemed to notice the sight, Pei Qianyue asked warmly: "Does the master have something to say to me?"

    "..." Feng Ci retracted his gaze, "It's okay."

    After thinking about it, she asked, "So how do we get out?"

    Feng Cihu asked nonsense, but Pei Qianyue was still patient: "Look for the eye."

    "This secret realm is built on the master's mind, and the formation eye should also be the most important place in your heart."

    After walking in this wood for a long time, some snow fell on Feng Ci’s head. Pei Qianyue raised his hand, gently brushed the fine snow from his temples, and said gently, "The cave where you retreated back then."

    Words: "…"

    Fengci looked a little weird, but he didn't say anything, just took a half step back silently, and answered in the same polite tone: "Okay, take me there."

    Pei Qianyue nodded and led Fengci to move forward.

    There are still monsters attacking with few people and ghosts along the way, most of them are monks, and a small part are some monsters and monsters. No matter what it is, if you enter this Infinity Tower, you will lose all your spiritual power and only fight with force.

    With Pei Qianyue present, Feng Ci was happy and relaxed, and generously gave all the monsters to the other party to deal with.

      Pei Qianyue has been practicing with the secret manuals left behind for the past three thousand years. In terms of body skills, Feng Ci is naturally the set of orthodox swordsmanship that he is best at.

     But Pei Qianyue's body technique is more treacherous and unpredictable than Feng Ci.

    It took me a while to understand, it is a collection of the best of a hundred schools.

    Because of the style of movement that Pei Qianyue seldom showed before, I didn't know where it came from. I've seen it a while ago, and the most curious question turned out to be, who will be better in a fight with Pei Qianyue?

    People compare their cultivation bases, and Pei Qianyue will definitely have the upper hand.

    After all, Pei Qianyue is the most diligent disciple in the division. He gets up early every day to practice swordsmanship and rest every day.

    And Feng Ci... It has been three thousand years since the sword has been drawn.

    Feng Ci thought for a while, and in the distance, four or five monks had surrounded Pei Qianyue.

    "Can I help?" Feng Ci asked.

    Pei Qianyue was the same and carried a weapon with him. He held a long knife that he knew where to get it.

    Only turned around and said in a gentle voice, "Yes, it's good for the master to rest aside."

    Feng Ci had never heard Pei Qianyue use these lines and words, and immediately got goosebumps.

    He smiled helplessly, and suddenly felt a gust of wind approaching him.

    Then, I heard the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the void, sliding close to my eyes.

    Fengci stood up straight, her eyebrows lowered slightly, and she sensed something was right.

    Pei Qianyue was still dealing with the monster in the distance, and there was nothing in the small forest where Feng Ci was standing alone.

    The sharp blade that I saw soon became heavy, and the wind word sensed who it was, and just avoided it by feeling.

    One trick.

    Two tricks.

    Three tricks.

    "Master!" Pei Qianyue's voice transmission, quickly walked to Fengci, "What's wrong with you?"

    “…all right.”

    Feng Ci still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and just after the words fell, his left arm was cold again. The disciple's uniform suddenly burst open, and blood seeped out from it.

    Pei Qianyue: "What the hell-"

    "Pei Qianyue." The wind words interrupted. Looking down at the injury on his hand, calmly, "I was suddenly thinking of a question just now."

    Pei Qianyue: "What?"

    Fengci raised her eyes and smiled lightly: "I was thinking... 'You' entered this secret realm, did you encounter the same thing as me?"

    ***

    There was no light in the depths of the cave, and the sound of messy footsteps and the collision of swords echoed in the cave.

    Pei Qianyue swung his sword away, piercing the opponent's clothes, and a faint smell of blood permeated the cave.

    "You actually hurt me?" The young man in front of him held a sword in his hand, clutching his bleeding right arm, his eyes full of grievances, "Little Hei, how could you hurt me?"

    "Shut up." Pei Qianyue sounded icy cold, raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it directly at the opponent's throat, "You are also worthy of what you learned."

    The boy's expression changed slightly.

    But in just a moment, it has returned to normal, and there is even a smile on his face. Those smart eyes were tactful, revealing a hint of seductiveness: "Am I better, Xiao Hei?"

    "Wind Ci" took half a step forward to meet the long sword, letting the sword pierce the throat.

    He raised his hand, his fingertips slid down the edge of the sword, and held the back of Pei Qianyue's sword-holding hand: "Do you miss me, Xiao Hei?"

    Pei Qianyue's Adam's apple rolled.

      Is it really good to stay here with me?"

    Pei Qianyue replied.

    Behind him, Pei Qianyue's breath covered him.

    "Flesh, spiritual sense, you also have one, and you also want to confuse me." Pei Qianyue sneered and mocked, "You are nothing."

    I was raising my sword to end the young man, when the ring finger of his right hand suddenly became hot.

    A clear voice came into my mind: "You really killed this man, but you will never see me again."

      grown ups."

    ***

    This secret realm is not as simple as Feng Ci originally imagined. It resigned Pei Qianyue and Feng from the two spaces, and did not duplicate the exact same person in these two spaces. The duplicator and the deity have a synaesthesia, and the damage received by the replicant will be instantly shifted to the deity.

    After Fengci said this, she felt the sword edge against his neck loosen, and Pei Qianyue's voice sounded in his mind: "Master injured?"

    Low and cold, but a little impatient to hear.

    It's a normal Pei Qianyue.

    Feng Ci glanced at another "Pei Qianyue" who was squatting aside and bandaging.

    As soon as this person appears, it feels right.

    Pei Qianyue will never use that tone and speech. Pei Qianyue, who speaks in such a gentle manner and behaves with restraint and politeness, was taken away and a fake.

    "Pei Qianyue" also knew Fengci's thoughts, wrapped her arms for Fengci, raised her head and asked gently, "Does the master still hurt?"

    Feng Cichao smiled: "It hurts, thank you."

    This gentle and well-behaved little black snake is too rare, so Fengci did not wear the first time stamp, but continued to follow.

    I just didn't expect that Pei Qianyue also encountered the same situation, exposed the false rumors, and almost killed someone.

    Fortunately, there is a contact thing given by Pei Qianyue, otherwise the patriarch of the dignified Qianqiu will die today.

    My precious pet that died.

    "It's alright, minor injury." Fengci asked through voice transmission, "Where are you now?"

    Pei Qianyue: "The cave."

    Wind Ci: "Is it the cave where I retreat?"

    Pei Qianyue: "Yes."

    Wind Ci has no idea of ​​breaking the game yet, so: "I'm going there, let's go over there first."

    Pei Qianyue did not answer.

    Feng Ci also said, got up and continued to set off with the fake little black snake beside him.

    This secret realm is probably a mirror space. The copied little black snake is simple and easy to deceive. There is no doubt at all.

    Feng Ci's right hand is hidden in his sleeve, and the root of his ring finger flashes from time to time.

    Pei Qianyue: "Is the master seriously injured?"

    Wind speech: "I said a little injury, which is in the way."

    Pei Qianyue: "How did the master discover the key in this secret realm?"

    "Your movement." Feng Ci, "This copy of you by my side used the same trick to defend against the enemy."

    It's the exact same trick when Feng Ci was attacked.

    Pei Qianyue: "Yuanru, thank you master for finding out."

    This is a bit of a mess.

    Feng Ci frowned, feeling vaguely right: "What's wrong with you?"

    Pei Qianyue's voice was a little faster than before, and he could hear a little chaotic breath from time to time.

    The other party paused for a while before answering: "...It's okay."

    Feng Ci tilted her head to the fake Pei Qianyue beside her.

    This person was not injured, which proves that Pei Qianyue was not injured, so why...

    Suddenly.

    Everyone in this secret realm has no spiritual power, and so does Pei Qianyue.

    So cannot see with psychic power.

    See also.

    Now just waiting in that empty cave, alone in the dark.

     The person beside him tilted his head and asked, but Feng Ci ignored it.

     Gently stroked the faint red mark at the base of her ring finger, and whispered in her head, "Pei Qianyue."

    The other party deserves it quickly: "Huh?"

    "Don't worry." Feng Ci lowered his eyes, Wen, "I'm here."