Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

"Changtian, what did you see?"

"Father, your cultivation is constantly rising."

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Rain hits the window lattice, wind blows the incense.

Xu Yinhe sat upright, his face calm, his voice low and gentle without any waves:

"Wrong."

Xu Yuan hesitated slightly, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him:

"What does this mean?"

"It is not easy to observe the changes in your father's cultivation."

Xu Yinhe smiled slightly, and suddenly locked up his own cultivation.

At the same time, Xu Yuan's spiritual vision instantly fell into darkness. When he was surprised, he heard his father slowly utter a sentence:

"But your father's cultivation is not rising, but recovering."

"."Xu Yuan's eyes twitched.

Xu Yinhe raised his hand and drank the wine in front of him, with a touch of reminiscence in his eyes:

"When my father traveled alone around the world, he met the woman surnamed Wen in Tianmen Mountain. When I climbed to the top of the cliff, I saw her standing under the birch tree, looking at the Tianmen on the main peak.

"She said she came here to remember an old friend, and if she felt disturbed, she could leave immediately.

"That was the first time my father faced a saint, but this saint communicated with my father in the tone of an equal."

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Xu Yuan was silent.

If what the woman surnamed Wen said was true, with her eyesight, the moment she saw Xu Yinhe again, she might have judged that Xu Yinhe, who was not yet a teenager at the time, could become her fellow traveler.

So, she would talk about friendship in the tone of an equal.

But according to the timeline Xu Yuan knew, this old man entered the capital at the age of sixteen, and rarely left Di'an afterwards. When he traveled around the world and met the woman surnamed Wen, this old man should have been only thirteen or fourteen years old, or even younger.

Xu Yinhe continued his low voice:

"She saw the path I was taking in cultivation and wanted to persuade me to give up. She said that the Dao Yun was a shackle for cultivators and that the current cultivation system was wrong. We discussed this for two days on the top of the cliff, but no one convinced anyone."

"But before she left, I knew for the first time that becoming a saint was not the end of cultivation, so I could go and find it."

Speaking of this,

Xu Yinhe slowly got up from the futon and walked towards the documents in the depths. His voice echoed in the empty study:

"At that time, I thought she was a seeker and would definitely see her again in the future, but it was not until shortly after you were born, when I was ready to seek a realm above the saint, that I received her news for the second time.

"That was a letter she took the initiative to send to me, a letter about something above the saint.

"Through her letter, I perfected the method of breakthrough, but at the moment of breakthrough, I felt a sense of overlooking from the sky."

"Breakthrough, will die."

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Xu Yuan sat beside the tea table, lowered his eyes and listened carefully.

The time point his father mentioned should be when Li Yaoxuan was seriously injured and his mother was alive and dead.

At this time, the voice from the depths of the dim study room trembled:

"Because of the gaze from the sky, I could only suppress my cultivation in seclusion and create a secret method to suppress this breakthrough. During that time, Li Yaoxuan was seriously injured by the sect, your mother was killed by design, and Changge was forced to give up my father's path. When Chang'an died, I could not take action because the secret technique was not yet perfected. I could only watch. Even now, I dare not unlock the secret method of the seal."

The cold autumn rain shrouded the entire sky.

Xu Yinhe sat behind the desk with his face hidden in the dim shadow.

Xu Yuan said softly in silence:

"Did she deliberately plan it on the top of the cliff?"

Xu Yinhe leaned back gently on the chair and said slowly:

"Coincidences are rare in the world, but they do exist. No one can accurately predict what will happen decades later."

Xu Yuan was silent for a long time before saying:

"The path she wants to take should not conflict with your ideals, father."

"Yes."

Xu Yinhe also knew it, and said in a faint tone: "Maybe when we first met on the top of the cliff, we could discuss the world with her besides discussing the Tao. Now the result should be different, but fate plays tricks on people."

After the words fell, the father and son stopped communicating.

After listening to the rain for a while, Xu Yuan got up from the futon, bowed his head to the dark shadow in the depths of the study, and walked out of the study.

Xu Yinhe did not say anything, but just watched the door of the study open and close quietly in the shadows.

Stepping into the rain curtain, Xu Yuan looked up at the gloomy sky, with a silent look in his eyes.

Communication

The roads that could have been overlapped, because of the silence at the beginning, led to divergence, and eventually evolved into a confrontation between water and fire.

But it's too late to say these now.

No matter what the original intention was, the blood debt between the two sides has been made, and there is only life and death.

Xu Yuan walked forward expressionlessly.

The autumn rain soaked his clothes, and the bead curtain dripped along his long hair.

He quietly walked out of the inner courtyard and the sword pavilion, and on the sword field, he saw Xu Changge who had been waiting for a long time.

Xu Changge stood quietly in the rain, wearing a blue dress without dust and water. He slowly turned his head and was about to speak, but when he saw Xu Yuan's expression, he was slightly startled.

With his brows furrowed, Xu Changge's eyes flashed with concern. He walked forward slowly and asked:

"Changtian, father and you"

Shua————

Before he finished speaking, a long sword was inserted by Xu Yuan in front of Xu Changge's feet, three inches into the ground, and the jade sword body trembled slightly.

Xu Yuan was standing in the rain, staring at him without saying anything.

Xu Changge stared at the third brother for a few breaths, tipped his toes, held the three-foot jade sword in his hand, and looked down at it.

Xu Yuan said calmly:

"This is the sword my grandfather used back then. It should be indestructible."

Xu Changge was silent for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Are you sure?"

Above the sword pavilion, a table in white clothes beats the snow.

Feng Jiuxuan looked down at the two nephews below, his expression silent, but there was a hint of anger deep in his eyes.

The next moment,

When the familiar middle-aged man in black appeared beside him, Feng Jiuxuan stabbed him directly with his sword finger.

Whoosh————

Xu Yinhe turned his head to avoid it, and a strand of hair broke and fell along the bead curtain on the eaves of the sword pavilion.

Gujing Wubo stared at his uncle for a moment, then Xu Yinhe looked at the two heirs on the sword field below.

Feng Jiuxuan's indifferent voice suppressed his anger: "What did you just say to Changtian?"

Xu Yinhe replied calmly: "Some things from the past."

Feng Jiuxuan's frown deepened: "It's just a matter of the past, why is Changtian like this?"

Xu Yinhe was silent for a while and said:

"This is Changtian's choice."

Feng Jiuxuan took out his sword, and the scabbard creaked in his palm:

"Xu Yinhe, you'd better not play riddles with me now."

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After a moment of silence, Xu Yinhe looked at the eldest son below who picked up the jade sword and asked:

"Brother, what do you think of Changge's temperament?"

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Feng Jiuxuan was silent, pressing the sword grid, revealing an inch of cold light.

Xu Yinhe's long hair was flying in the long autumn rain:

"Changge's temperament has followed that of your uncle since he was a child."

The sword in Feng Jiuxuan's hand was two inches out of its sheath:

"So what if you follow me?"

Xu Yinhe turned his eyes and stared at the white clothes in front of him. His eyes were as dark as the abyss and could not understand what was in his heart. He spoke word by word:

"Brother, the situation has changed. Changge will die if he continues like this."

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes froze slightly.

The dragon head on Xu Yinhe's black dragon robe with ink background and gold thread was not angry and powerful, and he said slowly:

"Chang Ge witnessed the passing of Qian'er and Chang'an with his own eyes. He always wanted to take everything on himself and block all dangers for Chang Tian."

Speaking of which,

Xu Yinhe glanced at Feng Jiuxuan:

"Xi Mo and his party, brother should have met the person we are about to face. What do you think is the probability that Chang Ge will survive if he continues like this?"

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Feng Jiuxuan silently pressed back the two-inch sword blade that had been unsheathed.

His eldest nephew indeed had no rival among his peers, but when all the rules gradually collapsed, the people Xu Changge had to face were no longer those of his peers.

Maybe if Chang Ge is given enough time, he can become the second version of himself, fearless of anyone in the world, but there is no time for him to grow up now.

Changge's temperament is easy to break if it is too strong.

If it hadn't been for the Chief of the Jiantian Pavilion rushing to the Western Desert, he would have probably died outside the Tianshi Mansion.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Jiuxuan casually dispelled the long sword in his hand and whispered:

"Chang Tian wants to wake up Chang Ge?"

Xu Yinhe did not speak immediately.

After a long while, Xu Yinhe asked in a tangled tone:

"Brother, do you think Changtian is Changge's opponent?"

"." Feng Jiuxuan.

The cold wind was blowing, and the two most powerful saints were silent together.

After a while,

Feng Jiuxuan just hesitated and said:

".There should be a chance of winning."

"That's good."

"But even if we lose, it won't be too ugly."

"."Xu Yinhe.

The autumn rain continued, and the two most powerful saints were silent again.

Feng Jiuxuan suddenly suggested:

"If it really doesn't work, why don't you and I secretly help Changtian? Changtian will definitely cooperate with us."

"."Xu Yinhe.

"."Xu Yuan.

Hearing the sound transmission from the King's Unit 1, Xu Yuan's emotions suddenly became a little unbearable.

No, is he so untrustworthy?

Before the fight even starts, are you planning to arrange a fake match for him?

Didn't my uncle see the scene when he instantly beheaded the saint?

Taking a deep breath,

Xu Yuan tensed up the thought of transmitting sound, looked at Xu Changge not far away, and nodded coldly:

"Don't worry, you will never be my opponent now."

Xu Changge had no idea about the plot against him by his father and uncle. He held the jade sword engraved with the phoenix kite, was silent for a moment, and said with a chuckle:

"Then let me, brother, see how much you have grown after you were transformed from the mortal world."

The words fell,

Xu Changge moved his wrist slightly, and the Feng Yuan Sword instantly made a roaring ripple in the air. In this instant, the sword spirit in it recognized its master again because of its bloodline.

The next moment,

Without any warning, Xu Changge stabbed Xu Yuan with his sword.

Xu Yuan, who had not yet started using his technique, could vaguely see that Xu Changge had only used one sword.

But this ray of sword light split as it flew through the air.

together,

two lanes,

Countless ways.

Countless sword lights rolled in like an overwhelming force.

in silence,

Xu Yuan slowly closed his eyes and opened them again, his pupils were filled with blood.

With the blessing of the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Art, thousands of details instantly appeared in the field of vision.

These thousands of thorns seemed to be coming together, but the moment they approached him, they suddenly changed speed, some speeding up and some slowing down.

Is this an attempt to break his Taxu Slash?

Thoughts flashed across his mind, Xu Yuan just stood there quietly, showing no intention of moving.

The next moment,

Xu Yinhe on the dome of the Sword Pavilion frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but Feng Jiuxuan beside him grabbed his wrist:

"Don't move."

Swish, swish, swish!!!

Xu Yuan did not dodge the stepping virtual slash.

The countless sword beams stabbed by Xu Changge hit his body directly without any hindrance, and the hot blood flowed down along the rain curtain, rendering the sword field below red

Xu Changge's heart stopped suddenly, and he stared at this scene in a daze.

Bang!

The hard ground under his feet broke, and his figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, Xu Changge had already come close to Xu Yuan, leaning over to check the injury of his brother, and angrily cursed:

"Xu Changtian, what the hell are you..."

"Bang!!!!"

Before he finished speaking,

Xu Yuan punched the king in the face directly.

It was a solid hit.

The force was so great that

the falling rain curtain was instantly cleared by the spreading shock wave!

In the time that seemed to be still,

Xu Changge's body began to leave the ground, and his handsome face was distorted by the fist hitting his side face, and his black pupils were filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Time continued,

"Boom————"

Xu Changge's figure instantly turned into a residual shadow and flew backwards into the Jiange not far away, raising a cloud of dust.

Xu Yuan slowly patted the non-existent dust on his body and the holes in his clothes, then lowered his eyes and glanced at the fist that knocked the king away, still with a cold face and no smile.

But this punch was so cool!

It was so cool that my thoughts were clear!

As the thought flashed through his mind, Xu Yuan suddenly realized that he had forgotten to record it just now, and hurriedly threw the two pieces of photo stones given to him by his sister-in-law from the Xumi Ring into the air.

After doing all this,

Xu Yuan slowly turned his gaze towards the smoke below the sword pavilion, and said in a calm and cold voice:

"Xu Changge, are you tickling me?"

"Is this Changtian's Dao essence?"

Xu Yinhe looked at his eldest son who was beaten and flew away, and was silent for a moment, whispering: "Such a rapid regeneration is almost comparable to the aliens."

Feng Jiuxuan turned his face away and said nothing.

He saw the battle in Zhenxi City clearly.

When his third nephew took the stab sword, he guessed what was going to happen next.

This kid really has no shame

However, after a little silence, Feng Jiuxuan still said softly:

"Although it is a bit despicable, Changtian is also a reminder to Changge to use his full strength."

Xu Yinhe has only read the files of Ximo, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Do you mean that Changtian's regeneration ability is unlimited? But Changge's sword intent"

"Sword intent has no effect on Changtian's self-healing."

Feng Jiuxuan stared at the third nephew and said softly:

"Changtian just healed himself with the essence of the way of life."

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Xu Yinhe was silent for a moment, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips:

"So it's the essence of the way of life and death?"

"Yeah."

Feng Jiuxuan responded softly, then stared at the smug third nephew below, raised his voice slightly, and transmitted it to every corner of the sword pavilion, and also to the ears of Xu Changge who got up from the ruins:

"Even my uncle would have a hard time killing Changtian now."