Fengyunlu

At this moment, the Acacia Sword Formation trembled violently due to the inner fluctuations of Fairy Ji Yao. Her eyes were trembling, and she raised her head with both disbelief and hope, staring straight at Mo Wenjian without saying a word. And her dress moved slightly, revealing her uneasy mood at the moment.

At the same time, Luo Hongchen also turned his head, his eyes brightened, and he looked at Mo Wenjian with eyes full of complexity. Mo Wenjian moved slightly, sighed, and took a step forward, his eyes filled with endless warmth.

Fairy Ji Yao was stunned at this time. She finally understood why Mo Wenjian always held back his hand in the life and death struggle just now, and why he could give her a chance to breathe in dangerous moments. She never imagined that the enemy in front of her was actually her closest uncle. She didn't know how to face this huge contrast.

The uncle in front of her was originally one of the three swordsmen of the Jianyin Sect. He was a famous swordsman, but now he joined the Han Sect. The catastrophe that year and the catastrophe of the Feng family all showed that it was related to him. Among them, let’s not mention the Jianyin Sect for the moment, nor the fact that he joined a poor family, but let’s just talk about the disaster of the Feng family, the calamity of her best friend’s family, and the death of her sister Fairy Ji Taki as a result.

This was a grudge or a blood debt that should be avenged, but it happened that the culprit was her close relative uncle whom she had just learned about. She didn't know how to take revenge or face this blood debt. Is it killing? Let it go? still……

Fairy Ji Yao's eyes were full of confusion, and she didn't know what to do. Her good friends and his wife are like family members to her. Her sister has been dependent on her since she was a child. Her only niece is now sleeping and dying. These blood feuds made her unbearable, but facing this relative, she couldn't do it.

At this time, the cold wind in the sword formation suddenly intensified, blowing everyone. Everyone was silent, just watching quietly, waiting for Fairy Ji Yao's decision. After a long time, Fairy Ji Yao finally spoke. Her eyes were cold and she stared directly at Mo Wenjian. The sword in her hand was gently raised, then slowly put down, then slowly raised again after being put down...

Finally, the crimson sword with red makeup was gently held in Fairy Ji Yao's hand, and the satin-white Xuan Ling began to flutter and tremble. The two divine weapons contained powerful power, waiting to be released. Mo Wenjian's eyes never changed. He looked at Fairy Ji Yao tenderly without saying a word.

After a long period of struggle, Fairy Ji Yao finally made a decision. She believes that this uncle she has never met is nothing compared with her ill-fated sister since she was a child; compared with her friends who have been friends for many years, this uncle who suddenly appears is nothing; and her only little niece is nothing. In comparison, this uncle is even more insignificant.

The hatred in her heart made her decide to kill this uncle, but she also wanted to find out what secrets were hidden behind this blood feud. She wanted to ask, and she also wanted this uncle to understand her feelings.

She hated her fate and the difficulty of her journey. She tired her parents, her sister, and her friends and family. She wanted to know why God would do this to her, leaving her alone all her life, unable to ask for marriage, not being able to ask for love, not being able to ask for a family relationship.

Now, she suddenly learned that her blood relative was right in front of her, but it was the enemy she was looking for. She didn't know how to face it, how to deal with this blood debt. The sword in her hand advanced a little further, and Xuan Ling fluttered again, but she still didn't find the answer.

However, her mood gradually became decisive, and she finally had a glimmer of understanding. She decided that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she would persevere, find her own destination, and let her sister and friends rest in peace.

Behind this decision is her endless sorrow and firm belief. She knows that her destiny will be controlled by herself, and her life will continue to move forward. No matter how many difficulties lie ahead, she must move forward bravely. This is Fairy Ji Yao.

Ding~ The spiritual platform shook, and unprecedented power surged into Fairy Ji Yao's body. It seemed like something was slowly cracking open. It was a mysterious and powerful force. Power emerges, and its momentum gradually rises, like a white dragon emerging from the water, and the red makeup sword once again displays the magical power of the Nine Phoenix Chaoyi. The two magical powers were intertwined and fused, and his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. While practicing, a dull sound came. His cultivation level had entered the realm of great annihilation, and the Hunyuan realm had risen again. The true essence is more solidified, the immortal fate of Zifu is more consistent, and the soul of Shenfu has also entered chaos. At this point, Fairy Ji Yao's Hunyuan Realm has been extinguished and she has developed the third Purple Xuan Qi. Her cultivation plus Taiyin Holy Body is comparable to Lei Gong and Bai Ximo. Seeing this scene, Mo Wenjian couldn't help but exclaim: "Longhan catastrophe!" He seemed to have noticed the connection between Cangyun and Yaochi, as the Nine Phoenix Chaoyi and White Dragon Chushui actually corresponded to the ancient catastrophe. It was speculated that the ancestors of the two families might have encountered a huge change, and there might be a big conspiracy hidden here.

Mo Wenjian finished his thinking and turned to Fairy Ji Yao. His face was calm, and there seemed to be relief in his eyes, and he was a little more calm. However, what he waited for quietly did not appear. The impending fatal blow dissipated in an instant. The long dragon looked back, the white phoenix turned upside down, and the shadow of the Holy Spirit that followed closely gradually faded, and the strong murderous intention disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Fairy Ji Yao put down her sword and gave Mo Wenjian a chance to defend himself. He did not speak, but his eyes showed a kind of well-deserved sadness, as if he was seeking relief for his crimes. But he glanced at Fairy Ji Yao again and saw tears flashing in her eyes, and suddenly realized that he still had many things to accomplish. Even in the end, he couldn't figure out whether what he did was right or wrong. So, he made the same choice as three hundred years ago, even if no one understood, even if he couldn't tell the truth, even if... he was still himself.

"Do you want to hear it?" Mo Wenjian suddenly spoke, with endless thoughts in his eyes.

Fairy Ji Yao nodded slightly and didn't say a word, but the twinkling tears in her eyes had expressed her heart. She wanted to hear what unsolvable mysteries there were.

Mo Wenjian nodded slightly and said slowly: "When your mother was kidnapped by thieves, someone came to the door and asked me if I wanted to find my sister. I didn't say anything, I just nodded in response."

"That man..." Mo Wenjian said calmly, Fairy Ji Yao listened attentively, Luo Hongchen and Ling Xuan'er also listened attentively. All three of them were attracted by this past event and looked attentive. The world is complicated, and every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. When Mo Wenjian talked about the past, mist gradually formed in his eyes, no longer cold or gloomy. His hidden edge gradually softens in the narrative. However, whenever he mentioned something emotional or felt resentful, he would still tremble slightly involuntarily or become completely cold.

It turns out that Mo Wenjian did not always have the surname Mo. Like his sister, they all took the surname of their mother Mingyue. The two siblings are from the same mother. The eldest daughter Mingyue is a lady in the family, and the second son Mingtai is also a handsome young master. However, one day a mysterious man suddenly appeared. He was cold and terrifying, and insisted on taking him into Xuanmen practice. Both of his parents were officials in the court, and he originally studied the books of sages. Although he had some experience in Taoism, the man's terrifying image made him feel conflicted. Unexpectedly, that man actually killed her, her parents were killed, and her sister Mingyue was also kidnapped. At that time, he was young and weak, unable to save his life, and his heart was full of anger and helplessness.

In the end, he placed his hope on Taoism and ran away from home, hoping to find a famous mountain to learn from his master. However, he is only ten years old, how far can he go? None of the nearby famous mountains were willing to take him in. For some reason, when those Xuanmen sects saw his outstanding qualifications, they all shook their heads and sighed, and rejected him indifferently. No matter how much he begged, he was unmoved. In desperation, Mingtai had no choice but to return home, intending to sell his ancestral home to raise funds and go further to try his luck. Unfortunately, he was young and unable to protect his family property, so he was coveted by others. Not only do relatives and friends have no one to help them, but they even help others to do evil and covet other people's property. On this occasion, her sister suddenly returned and brought back an expert from outside the world. Zhu Chunhua could easily solve all problems and accept his sister as a disciple. Although he was a registered disciple, Mingtai was disheartened at that time and wanted to become a disciple but could not. Zhu Chunhua told him that someone else would accept him as his disciple.