Taiping Inn

In Lu Yanbing's opinion, Li Taiyi can be considered defeated.

Waiting for the enemy to tire out but ended up with a loss for both sides, no matter how you look at it, it cannot be called a victory. Especially for a proud person like Li Taiyi, not winning means losing. Although he doesn't say it, he must know it in his heart.

This time when Li Taiyi returns to the sect, he will most likely seek to break through the realm, step into the ninth level of the Return to the True Realm, and then fight Li Xuandu in an open and square battle. As he said, it will determine both victory and defeat, and life and death.

Li Xuandu stood in place, although he closed his eyes, but still "looked" in the direction of Lu Yanbing as usual.

There are six brothers and sisters. The eldest brother Situ Xuance has passed away; the second brother Zhang Haishi is a free and easy man; the third brother Li Yuanying is ambitious; the fifth sister Lu Yanbing is a reed on the wall; the sixth brother Li Taiyi is ambitious.

To be fair, Li Xuandu did not hate the saying of reeds on the wall, because which way the reeds lean did not depend on the reeds themselves, but on which way the wind blew. The reeds themselves were also helpless. How many people in this world are towering trees that are not afraid of the storm? Most people just go with the flow, so there is no need to blame them too much.

Li Xuandu slowly said, "Junior sister."

Lu Yanbing had a complicated expression, but she was no longer as aggressive as she was when they met last time. She walked to a distance from Li Xuandu and replied softly, "Yes."

Li Xuandu smiled and said, "I think Junior sister is not against me this time."

Lu Yanbing's eyes were a little dark, and she snorted softly.

She was different from Li Yuanying and Li Taiyi. She and Li Xuan had no fundamental conflicts of interest, nor did they have deep hatred. It was more like a sullen and rebellious behavior.

Li Xuandu chuckled and said, "I know that my junior sister hates my preaching the most, so I will shut up this time and not talk about this."

Lu Yanbing pulled the corner of his mouth: "Then what to talk about?"

Li Xuandu looked up at the nearby Danxia Peak and said, "I want to ask my junior sister to do me a favor and send me to Danxia Peak."

Lu Yanbing sneered, "A dignified Purple Mansion Sword Immortal, do you still need me to send you?"

Li Xuandu said calmly, "Who in the world doesn't ask for help? Not to mention a little Li Xuandu, even the master himself would not dare to boast like this."

Lu Yanbing's expression eased a little. To be fair, as long as this fourth senior brother spoke well, didn't look down on others, and was willing to give in, he wouldn't be so hateful, especially with Li Taiyi as a foil, it would be even more so.

To sum it up, it all depends on the foil between fellow disciples.

Lu Yanbing asked, "How can I send you to Danxia Peak? You can't let me carry you on my back."

Li Xuandu reached out and wiped his eyes, shook his head and said, "No need to do that. My eyes are temporarily blind. This is my first time to Danxia Peak, and I am not familiar with the road. I just ask you to lead the way for me."

Lu Yanbing looked at Li Xuandu, and she was actually quite afraid.

Li Taiyi didn't know the depth of the matter, but she knew it very well. When Li Xuandu fought with her in "Tianle Taoyuan", he had not yet set foot in Yuxu Realm. What did Li Xuandu rely on to defeat her at that time? It was with his sword "Human World". Lu Yanbing still remembers the broken sword with overwhelming sword energy, which suppressed her almost to the point of being out of breath. It can be said that if there was no broken sword, Li Xuandu at that time would never be her opponent.

Just now, Li Xuandu and Li Taiyi fought fiercely, always using knives instead of swords. In other words, Li Xuandu had a backhand. It was far from the end of the road. The victory or defeat was almost decided, but it was not the time to decide life and death.

Of course, it is hard to say whether Li Taiyi has a back-up plan. After all, he is the master's last disciple, and there is a high probability that he has a back-up plan.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanbing really couldn't raise her spirits. Among the brothers, she was the least impressive.

Thinking too much is useless. Lu Yanbing gathered her thoughts and walked in front of Li Xuandu.

Although Li Xuandu was temporarily blind, as long as he could feel Lu Yanbing's breath, it would be a guiding light.

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On the other side, Li Taiyi left the range of Danxia Peak alone, walked on a mountain road in a dense forest, took out a small jade bottle from the Xumi treasure, poured out a green pill from it and swallowed it into his stomach, and the bleeding in his chest stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the unstable aura all over his body gradually calmed down.

Li Taiyi's expression was gloomy. After all, a "competition" that was almost certain to win ended with an outcome of neither winning nor losing, which made him very angry. This anger was not directed at others, but at himself. At the same time, he began to reflect on why he had the advantage but failed to win. The fundamental reason was his mentality. He always stood on a high place and looked down, which would lead to many things being overlooked and not being able to see many things clearly. It was like two people, one on the cliff and the other at the bottom of the cliff. The person on the cliff looked down. What else could he see except the top of his head?

If the two people were level, then what they saw would be much clearer, and they could see the person's appearance, clothes, and weapons. But the best way was to look from the bottom up, and even see clearly how many flying swords were hidden under the opponent's sleeves.

Li Taiyi realized that although he did not take it lightly during the fight, he was dismissive before the fight, and did not even spend time to understand what Li Xuandu had experienced. He had always been standing on the cliff and watching people, which was the biggest mistake.

Li Taiyi suddenly stopped and frowned, saying, "Come out."

A black-clothed scholar carrying a bookcase slowly turned out from behind a big tree.

Li Taiyi narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is coming?"

The scholar leaned forward slightly and said, "I am Wei Zhen from the Yin Yang Sect."

Li Taiyi stretched out his hand to hold the "Qianlong" and "Zaiyuan" on his waist, and raised the corners of his mouth: "You are from the Yin-Yang Sect? You also want to spar with me? It just so happens that I am a little angry now, and I urgently need a target to test my sword."

Wei Zhen shook his head and said: "I don't have such thoughts, and I don't think I am a match for Li Xiaojianxian."

"Li Xiaojianxian?" Li Taiyi laughed.

Wei Zhen's face did not change, and he said seriously: "Everyone knows that there are big and small heavenly masters in Zhengyi Sect. Since the old sword god is a big sword fairy, then you are naturally a small sword fairy."

Li Taiyi laughed loudly, startling the tired birds in the forest, and then the smile on his face suddenly withdrew, and said coldly: "Do you really think I am a child who knows nothing about the world? You want me to get carried away with a few compliments?"

Wei Zhen's face remained unchanged, and he shook his head and said: "Of course I dare not think so."

Li Taiyi said coldly: "Then talk nicely. "

Wei Zhen smiled and said, "May I ask, little sword immortal, did you just fight with Zifu sword immortal?"

Li Taiyi asked back, "So what?"

Wei Zhen asked again, "Who won?"

Li Taiyi's face was even colder. It was not that he did not understand the word "city", but he was too disdainful to hide it. He said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Wei Zhen said softly, "I think the little sword immortal has seen the 'Thirteen Swords of Taiyin' of my Yin-Yang Sect. I wonder if the little sword immortal would like to see the diagram of the 'Thirteen Swords of Taiyin'?"