The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 226
Everyone’s weapons were drawn. Xue Zhengyong shielded Xue Meng behind him with a pale expression. “Meng ‘er, don’t go over there. Stand behind me!”
Just now, when everyone saw the Martial Spirit Array, they naturally didn’t want to break it. This was because once the Martial Spirit Array was broken by someone else, Xu Shuanglin’s spirit energy would quickly deplete, and it was very likely that he would immediately die.
No one expected that Xu Shuanglin would hide another array under the Martial Soul Array.
What kind of array was it?
Was it a space crack for escape? Furthermore, it was a ferocious blood curse in a life and death struggle.
Chu Wanning raised his hand and placed a barrier between them and the array.
Nangong Si had died in front of him. He didn’t want to see more young cultivators die in front of him.
Chu Wanning said, “Be careful. Don’t be rash.”
The sky suddenly darkened and the clouds gathered. The bright moon hanging high in the sky was covered by thick, ink-like clouds. In an instant, sand and pebbles flew everywhere, confusing everyone.
Xu Shuanglin was dressed in a pure white unlined garment. He stood in the middle of the sudden gale and suddenly grinned at them. “Many thanks for listening to my idle chatter for so long. Thank you, thank you. Everyone, the formation is open.”
As he spoke, the withered ghost claw pointed backward, and the black array formation surged into his palm like a flying dragon. After this layer of array formation was withdrawn, it revealed the spell formation flowing with multicolored light below.
Xue Meng was shocked. “What array is this?”
“Is it the Array of Rebirth?” Xue Zhengyong turned to ask Master Xuanjing of Wubei Temple, but the master shook his head. “Although Huaizui is proficient in the Dao of Rebirth, he has never shown it in front of others. Therefore, I don’t know about it.”
Everyone was staring at the array. Each and every one of them was like a bowstring pulled to its limit. They were waiting for Xu Shuanglin’s slightest move. The air was quiet to the extreme. Only the whistling of the strong wind could be heard.
They were like a pot of oil that seemed calm but was actually burning hot.
Only one drop of water was needed.
“It’s the Corpse Soul Array!!”
Suddenly, there was a loud shout.
It was earth-shattering and earth-shattering.
Hua Bi’nan recognized the formation at first glance. He yelled, “Corpse Soul Formation!! Xu Shuanglin wants to summon Luo Fenghua’s Corpse Demon to take us down with him! Quick! We can’t let the formation take shape!! ”
Hearing the three words’ Corpse Soul Array ‘, almost everyone panicked. They all knew that this was an evil secret technique that was second only to the Three Great Forbidden Techniques. It was an evil technique of the Alchemy Sect. As the number one Alchemy Grandmaster in the world, Han Lin Sacred Hand’s words could not be wrong.
Jiang Xi was also a person who was proficient in using medicine. Since he was young, he had heard of the Corpse Soul Formation like thunder. Thus, his reaction was much faster than normal people. He rushed in front of the barrier and pulled out his Silver Phoenix. His spirit energy exploded as he fiercely attacked the center of the barrier!
“Zheng!”
The sword and saber collided. Sparks flew everywhere. Xu Shuanglin quickly appeared in front of the Corpse Soul Array and blocked Jiang Xi’s attack with his saber. His eyes were cold and sharp.
“This is what I want for the rest of my life. Don’t even think about taking half a step closer.”
Jiang Xi was furious. “Is this what you want for the rest of your life?”
Xu Shuanglin gritted his teeth. “Nonsense!” His hand that was holding the sword couldn’t stop trembling. His veins were bulging, and his cheeks were flushed.
Jiang Xi said, “You’re already covered in wounds. Even if you turn into a Corpse Demon, what can you do? Drag a few more people down with you? ”
“What Corpse Demon? What do you mean by that?! Open your eyes and take a good look. Where is this — ”
“Swoosh!”
Just as Jiang Xi was restraining Xu Shuanglin, an arrow infused with spiritual power shot out from somewhere and stabbed towards the barrier behind the two of them at an extremely fast speed.
“Don’t —!”
Xu Shuanglin, who had always been calm, let out a horrifying scream for the first time tonight. “Stop!!”
Almost in the instant he was distracted, Xu Shuanglin was struck by Jiang Xi’s falling sword. In an instant, blood spurted out wildly. He was in so much pain that he suddenly knelt on the ground. However, his eyes were filled with madness and despair. He was not looking at his own flesh that had been cut off and his white bone exposed. His eyes were about to split open, but he was looking in the direction of the barrier.
His face was still spattered with blood. His eyes were bulging, and his lips couldn’t stop trembling.
That type of terrified expression, regardless of whether it was the past Nan Gong Xu’s face or the later Xu Shuanglin’s face, had never appeared before.
He was trembling, but his palm was still in the position of releasing spiritual power.
He had used almost all of his strength in this attack just to stop that cold arrow in front of the formation.
He succeeded.
Xu Shuanglin gasped for breath. Blood kept flowing out of the arm cut by Jiang Xi, and blood foam kept seeping out of the corner of his mouth. But when he saw that the arrow was successfully blocked and shattered under his spiritual power, his pale lips trembled and he squeezed out a smile.
At this time, Mo Ran heard Shi Mei murmur beside him, “This … this isn’t the Corpse Demon Array.”
Huang Xiaoyue heard his words. Huang Xiaoyue twisted her beard and snorted, “You’re so young. Aren’t you ashamed? How can Han Lin be wrong when he says it’s the Corpse Demon Array? ”
Shi Mei shook his head firmly, “The Corpse Demon Array isn’t like that.”
“I say, are you the one with the poisonous eyes of the Medicine Sect’s Holy Hand or are you?”
Shi Mei was about to say something, but Mo Ran stopped him.
“Shi Mei, don’t talk nonsense with this old man.” Mo Ran said, “Are you sure this isn’t the Corpse Demon Array?”
“It just looks like it, but it definitely isn’t. The Corpse Demon Array has a fish-scale luster. Although this array has light, it’s coherent, not in a sheet shape.”
At this time, Jiang Xi, who was in front of the array, said angrily, “Nan Gongxu, what are you selling?!”
Xu Shuanglin completely ignored him. The formation emitted a dazzling brilliance. He dragged his battered body all the way to the front of the formation. Blood dripped all over the ground.
The smile on his face became more and more obvious. The brilliance of the array illuminated his face, giving him a high-spirited look. For a moment, he looked like a young man.
He murmured, “It’s almost time …”
He raised his hand and lightly touched the surface of the array. As his fingers fell, ripples appeared.
He felt like he was about to see an old friend he had been separated from for many years, a relative he had been separated from for a long time. His hideous wounds and rotting body couldn’t stop his joy.
His eyes brightened, and he kept murmuring, “It’s almost time … it’s almost time, just a little bit more …”
The surging wind suddenly stopped, and the thick clouds dispersed, revealing the full moon in the sky. Xu Shuanglin opened his eyes full of hope. He was trembling again, but this time, it wasn’t because of fear, but because of excitement, uncontrollable excitement.
“Master …”
Everyone noticed that a golden light suddenly appeared in the array, and then a sparkling and translucent spiritual nucleus appeared. The array kept sending light to the center of the spiritual nucleus, and it gradually condensed into a human shape.
“It’s Luo Fenghua?!”
“It’s Luo Fenghua!”
Luo Fenghua, who had been dead for many years, appeared on the Soul-Summoning Altar of the Confucian Wind Sect! An orange tree with blooming flowers appeared in the array flowing with golden light. White petals fluttered down. Luo Fenghua was sitting under the tree, wearing the sky-blue crane robe of the Confucian Wind Sect. He was playing the konghou with his eyes closed.
He was still an illusory figure, a blurred image, like a mirror image of the moon in the water. Only the spiritual nucleus of the reborn ghost fetus obtained from the netherworld was real. It was emitting light under the illusory body.
“Three or four petals fall in the pond, one or two strings on the shore.”
A faint male voice came from the center of the Spirit Core, unperturbed.
Luo Fenghua under the flowering tree was singing a tune from the middle of Sichuan.
“It’s best to be in the prime of your life. Light hooves and fast horses, see all the flowers in the world …”
Suddenly, a hoarse voice blended together with Luo Fenghua’s illusory voice. It was actually Xu Shuanglin singing along. That voice was choked with sobs and was too unpleasant to listen to. It was like a broken gong, like rotten iron, but it was still so stubborn, as if there was no one else present.
“This, this is the Corpse Demon?” Xue Zhengyong was stunned. “What’s going on?”
Obviously, more than one person had the same doubts as him. Even Jiang Xi frowned slightly. She pursed her lips and didn’t say anything. There seemed to be doubts in her eyes.
As the golden light floated, Luo Fenghua slowly took shape. His eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips became clearer and clearer. In the midst of Cen Yuan’s serene singing, Hua Bi ‘nan suddenly shouted, “Quick! The Corpse Demon is about to take shape!! ”
Shi Mei had been very low-key along the way. He probably knew that his body was weak, so he didn’t talk much. But now, he suddenly turned to Hua Bi ‘nan and said loudly, “Senior Sacred Hands is wrong. This is not the Corpse Demon! It’s … ”
It’s the Array of Rebirth.
Mo Ran already understood.
Yes, Shi Mei was right. This was not the Corpse Demon Array, but the Array of Rebirth!
But in a group of people gathered together, would they believe a nameless cultivator or a famous Sacred Hands of the Medicine Sect? As soon as Hua Bi ‘nan said that the Corpse Demon was about to take shape, no matter how much Shi Mei refuted, for most people, saving their own lives was more important. Immediately, a dark green shadow flew past them. Before Xu Shuanglin could react, the shadow stabbed a dagger full of spiritual energy into the barrier.
“No!!! “”
The dagger smashed Luo Fenghua’s spiritual core. The golden light of the barrier flickered for a moment, then dissipated and fell apart.
“No! No! Master! Master!! ”
Xu Shuanglin suddenly crawled to his feet. With a furious roar, he struck that person high up in the air and sent him flying about a foot away. That was a cultivator who had listened to Hua Binan’s instructions at the critical moment. He suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood — Xu Shuanglin had used all of his strength in this strike. Even though he was now an arrow at the end of its flight, that person was still beaten to the ground and could not get up. He curled up on the ground and kept moaning. Soon, he stopped breathing.
But it was too late.
This cultivator’s death couldn’t change anything.
The spiritual core of Luo Fenghua’s spiritual core, which Xu Shuanglin had tried so hard to take back from the Eighteen Levels of Purgatory, had already cracked open. He crawled all the way to Luo Fenghua and tried to hold on to the hem of Luo Fenghua’s clothes, but the human figure had already begun to dissipate. In his hands, the hem of Luo Fenghua’s clothes was like sand between his fingers, water in a basket. He couldn’t hold on to it no matter how hard he tried.
“Master … Master …”
He shouted like this at first.
Then, he went crazy. His eyes flashed with a ferocious and trembling light.
“Luo Fenghua! Luo Fenghua!! ”
It was useless.
No matter how he shouted, no matter how he called.
Luo Fenghua’s afterimages were rapidly dissipating. In the end, they turned into thousands of fluorescent lights in an instant and were blown into the wind …
Nothing was left.
Xu Shuanglin knelt in the same place in a daze. His entire body seemed very stiff.
He didn’t move.
He didn’t cry.
He didn’t shout anymore.
On the Soul-Summoning Platform, in the chilly wind, a cracked spiritual core lost its light and fell to the ground, dim and colorless.
The spiritual flow of the array, which was originally going to converge into Luo Fenghua’s regenerating limbs, was now like thousands of catkins, constantly floating and spinning. Specks of stars, floating and sinking.
Xu Shuanglin knelt in this disintegrated illusion.
After a long time, he seemed to be muttering to himself, but also seemed to be laughing at himself. He said, “It’s best to be in the prime of one’s youth. Light hooves and fast horses, seeing the ends of the world?”
What a good song.
When he was young, he often heard Luo Fenghua sing this song.
The spiritual catkins in his eyes became the past years. In the fluttering golden catkins, he saw the scene when he first saw his master when he was young —
At that time, he and his brother were still young. His father brought them to the front of the Confucian Academy. It was autumn, and there was an old orange tree in the academy. On the tree, there were heavy fruits. Under the tree, two men were talking. One of them was not handsome, and his expression was light. He looked like he would be drowned out in a crowd.
The other was valiant and dignified.
His father brought them over and said, “Quickly, greet your master.”
His brother immediately rushed to kneel down and said to the man with the extraordinary temperament, “Little disciple Nangong Liu greets Master.”
The man waved his hand and said, “I’m just here to ask Mr. Luo for some knowledge. I’m not your master. Young masters, you’ve got the wrong person.”
His father also smiled and led them to the man who didn’t look very outstanding. He said, “This is your Master, Immortal Luo Fenghua.”
He raised his head and met Luo Fenghua’s somewhat bashful smile. At that time, Luo Fenghua was already young, and when she was nervous, she appeared even more immature. Her pair of round eyes reflected the reflections of the two little disciples, and her cheeks were slightly red. The old school leader took his hand and said, “Immortal Elder, these two children of mine have very different temperaments. The suitable cultivation path for them may not be the same. In the future, I’ll have to ask you to be more tolerant and teach according to their aptitude.”
Luo Fenghua was holding an orange in his hand. He seemed to be trying to tidy up the dignity of a teacher, but the hand that kept rubbing the orange exposed his inexperience and shyness.
Nangong Liu was very clever. He immediately went up and called out sweetly, “Master Luo, Master Luo.”
Luo Fenghua’s face immediately turned red. Even the tips of his ears were covered in blood. He waved his hand and said, “I … no, you don’t have to be so polite. I’m also a new teacher. I don’t know anything … In the future, I’ll have to ask the two young masters to give me more advice. I …”
He said “I” for a long time, not knowing what to say. Xu Shuanglin clearly remembered that day when the sun shone on Linyi. This Luo Fenghua, who was more like a “little brother” than a “master”, stood under a tree full of oranges in the sunlight.
His ears were very thin. When the light shone on him, he could see the light blue blood vessels under his skin. The thin edges of his ears reflected a sparkling orange yellow.
Xu Shuanglin then said the first sentence of his life to Luo Fenghua.
“Immortal Luo, are you twenty years old this year?”
This was originally a sarcastic sentence. Even his father, who was standing next to them, could hear it. However, Luo Fenghua did not hear it. He actually smiled and answered sincerely, “No, I’m seventeen this year.”
“…”
Xu Shuanglin moved his lips. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything. He simply waved his hand and left.
His father pulled him back and pulled him to a corner. He said sternly, “Xu ‘er, how can you judge a person’s ability based on age?”
“He’s not much older than us.”
“Previously, we invited Immortal Wang, but you said he was too old!”
“Isn’t it because he’s old?” Xu Shuanglin rolled his eyes. “Ninety-seven. I think he’s about to die and become an immortal.”
“Seventeen won’t do. Ninety-seven won’t do. What do you want?”
Xu Shuanglin said lazily, “Dad, can you not look for someone twice? There’s an eighty-year difference between the two times.”
“…” The old Sect Leader was angry. He was embarrassed by his son’s words. After gnashing his teeth for a long time, he finally said, “Although his ability is not the best, he has a wide range of knowledge and is very knowledgeable. His spells and martial arts are all top-notch. Anyway, you just have to learn from him. If you’re still not satisfied after a year, we’ll change again!”
After talking for a long time, the two of them came out from the corner. When they returned to the front of the academy, Xu Shuanglin saw that his brother was actually chatting happily with Luo Fenghua. Looking at his brother’s expression, it seemed that he had known this Master Luo for more than ten years.
However, this was not too strange. After all, Nangong Liu had the ability to talk to anyone as long as he was willing.
On the other hand, Luo Fenghua was still a little anxious and reserved. When he looked up and saw Xu Shuanglin, his anxiety and reserve became even more obvious.
He looked at Xu Shuanglin with an impatient face as he was dragged by his father to come to him.
He hesitated for a while and used the most clumsy way to please this perverse and willful little disciple of his —
He handed the orange that he had been holding but had not eaten to Xu Shuanglin.
Xu Shuanglin was speechless.
“It’s very sweet. Try it.”
The seventeen-year-old little master looked helpless and panicked. He even looked a little pitiful.
Only then did Xu Shuanglin notice that on the corner of his clothes, there was even a flat patch.
So poor?
He was able to become the master of the two young masters of the Confucian Wind Sect. No wonder he was so anxious and impatiently begged him.
“I don’t like to eat oranges.” Xu Shuanglin said, “Since Master Luo wants to stay here and not leave, this is the first thing I want Master Luo to remember.”
“Xu ‘er!”
The old sect leader was about to scold him, but Luo Fenghua waved his hand and quickly took back the orange. He said, “It’s okay, it’s okay. Lord, you don’t have to worry about it.”
“Sigh, I’m a rude child. I don’t know how to respect my master. I’ve wronged you.”
“It’s okay.” Luo Fenghua smiled and looked at Xu Shuanglin again. His eyes were gentle and friendly, but he was also a little cautious. “Actually, it doesn’t matter whether you acknowledge me as your master or not. I have some knowledge. You can learn from me. You don’t have to acknowledge me as your master.”
The old sect leader hurriedly said, “How can that be …”
“Titles are all empty.” Luo Fenghua’s cheeks were red. He scratched his head uneasily. “Actually, I also feel that I’m a little too young …” He turned his head and said to Xu Shuanglin, “If you don’t mind, you can call me by my name in the future.”
Xu Shuanglin looked at him quietly for a while. Suddenly, he sneered. Just as Luo Fenghua, this poor honest man, was confused by him and became more and more embarrassed, he straightened his clothes and properly bowed to him. Then, he raised his face.
The fragrance of the orange trees and the shadows moved.
Xu Shuanglin smiled. His eyebrows were arrogant and domineering, and the corners of his mouth were slightly arrogant and evil. However, he was still young at that time. When he smiled, there was naturally a trace of tenderness and sweetness like a peach.
That’s right. Titles are all empty.
So, why should he care so much about what he called the other party?
Thus, Xu Shuanglin lazily and unhurriedly called out, “Shizun.”
The orange leaves rustled, mottled and flowing all over the ground.
The wind started to blow.
Forget it. I just have to make do with this one master. In less than a year, it’s time to find the next one, he thought.
At that time, Xu Shuanglin really thought that everything was as usual, and that today was just an ordinary day in his life.
