Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 909: Stop painting and return to ink

The moment he saw Haezhi, Zhu Yan "figured it all out":

Zhu Yan knew that his judgment about Ji Yuan was not wrong. Ji Yuan was indeed an immortal of this era, but he was definitely the most brilliant and talented one among them.

The reason Ji Yuan was able to grasp the context of Zhu Yan, the reason why he was able to draw that fake sky and bright moon, and the reason why he was confident about fighting Zhu Yan, was all because of Haechi.

Whether it is taking advantage of Ji Yuan or cooperating with Ji Yuan for mutual benefit, with Haechi around, Ji Yuan will naturally know more. Although it is impossible for Zhu Yan to understand Haechi clearly at that level, let alone Zhiqi. Qualifications, but after all, it is an ancient beast, so it should be easy to cooperate with Ji Yuan.

This is a matter of first come, first served. Haechi got to know Ji Yuan first and can influence Ji Yuan’s decision-making!

……

At the moment when the Haechi pounced, countless thoughts flashed through Zhu Yan's mind, and he opened his mouth to roar in the next moment.

"Ji Yuan-I am more worthy of you than Haechi..."

"Ho—Zhu Yan, you talk too much, you should die!"

The Haechi opened its mouth, and its terrifying sharp fangs bit at Zhu Yan. Faced with Ji Yuan, Zhu Yan was never afraid even in desperate situations. This was caused by his own personality, and it was a kind of condescension. The superior mentality, this is the mentality of elders facing juniors.

But facing Haechi, Zhu Yan, who knew his current state, was a little panicked. How could he withstand Haechi's bite with his current body? He subconsciously gathered the demon power in his body into his arms and struck directly. Haechi.

"Boom..."

The punch shook the sky, but it seemed to have penetrated a cloud. The menacing Haechi seemed to be beaten directly into a ball of ink, but it covered Zhu Yan with unabated force.

"Wow, wow..."

Zhu Yan’s entire body was shrouded in ink-like demonic energy. Haechi seemed to turn into gas and liquid, flowing on Zhu Yan’s demonic body. Suddenly, a beast’s head appeared behind Zhu Yan, facing Zhu Yan’s back. Bite the neck hard.

"Pfft..."

"Roar——"

Although Zhu Yan looked terrifying at the moment, having been trapped in the sword formation for so long and being attacked, he was already at the end of his strength, like a man whose physical strength was almost exhausted and fell into a muddy swamp.

"Ji Yuan, Ji Yuan! Haechi is just a mediocre person, a loser in ancient times. If you cooperate with me, you can gain greater benefits. Ji Yuan, help me expel Haechi——"

Zhu Yan swung his fist upside down and hit the back of his neck, directly smashing the Xiezhi's skull into pieces, but it melted back into the ink and formed a head under its armpit.

"Hahahahaha..."

Xie Zhi’s laughter was terrifying to Zhu Yan’s ears.

"Zhu Yan, didn't you say you would never let Ji Yuan go? Aren't you and Ji Yuan at odds with each other? Now you are asking him? Don't you always believe that the weak do not deserve to be born, and the strong rely on themselves? You look like begging for help , what is the difference between a running dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy, hahahahaha..."

"Haizhi, you despicable person, if you hadn't planned fate, would you have had this opportunity?"

"Bang...bang...bang bang..."

Zhu Yan slapped Haechi all over his body and re-condensed the demonic energy. However, his body was too seriously injured, and the sword energy was constantly stirring. The strong pain and weakness caused the demonic energy to have only scale but no divine intention. Instead, They were all devoured by the Haechi.

"Hahahahaha... In Ji Yuan's words, you are incompetent and furious now! I am different from you. I only succeeded with Ji Yuan's help. What can you do to me? Hahahahaha..."

Ji Yuan just maintained the sword formation in the distance and watched quietly.

Of course Haechi's own condition is not that good, and it is even far worse than Zhu Yan's current state. However, he takes advantage of his small skills while waiting for work, and even seizes on Zhu Yan's weakness to eat away at his opponent bit by bit.

For Zhu Yan, this is a long process, and it is also a painful and fear-filled process. The simple death of this incarnation may not be so terrible, but the death of this incarnation represents a more terrifying consequence, that is, he Zhu Yan was unable to seize the opportunity, and within a certain period of time, he would not have the energy or energy to separate the true spirit to escape from the wilderness.

As a person who plays chess, but ends up like this, the interests in his hands are more likely to be taken away by other chess players, and he is more likely to be unable to catch up with the appropriate position in the great changes in the world, and may eventually end up dead. fate.

The Haechi in front of us is only a small terror, but the unknown future full of uneasiness is the greater terror.

Roaring, roaring, hysterical anger, and strong unwillingness mixed with it...

The strength in Zhu Yan's body was not enough to defeat Xie Zhi in an instant. In the end, his vitality was eaten away bit by bit, and then he was slowly dragged into the "earth" composed of scrolls.

The sky is no longer a dark night sky, but looks a little pale, and the earth has returned to ink color. The sky and the earth are white and black, like the two paths of yin and yang.

After Ji Yuan waited there for a long time, he gently closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and then stretched out his hand to make a move. The sword intention and sword energy of Siji Tianyu disappeared like a tide.

"Zheng——"

The sheath of the ivy sword arrives first and then the long sword, and is sheathed in front of Ji Yuan.

And a piece of "Sword Intent Tie" that still exuded infinite sword intent and sword energy also flew back to Ji Yuan.

The mana consumed by the sword array is extremely astonishing. Although the sword array is closed at this moment, the infinite sword intention and sword energy have not been exhausted, let alone dissipated. Instead, they have been merged into the "Sword Intent Tie" and Ivy. In the scabbard of the sword.

"Huh...it's over..."

Muttering a word, Ji Yuan looked at the earth. It was dark there, but he could feel that it was still being stirred inside. It was just that the violent sense of power was continuing to weaken. Although it was slow, it kept stopping. The most important thing However, Zhu Yan could not recover in this situation.

As Ji Yuan's magic power was withdrawn, the sky was directly torn into pieces. The "Mingyue Night Sky Picture" that was originally hanging high in the sky continued to crack, and finally turned into pieces of paper and fell, while the Haechi scroll on the ground was destroyed by Ji Yuan. Yuan beckoned and took it back, feeling much heavier as soon as he took it.

At this moment, the palace reappeared around the pagoda, Xia Yongjing City was still sleeping in the quiet night, the clouds in the sky were slowly fading away, and the bright moon still hung high in the sky.

At this time, Monk Puhui raised his hands to look at the sky. Seeing the clouds receding and the moon shining brightly, he clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

"Well done, Ming King Buddha, tonight should have been cloudless!"

In the distance, Ji Yuan looked up at the pagoda. He took one step forward and walked away on the wind. As a gust of breeze blew into the room through the third-floor window of the pagoda, the next moment, Ji Yuan was already standing beside Monk Moyun. in the Zen room.

"Well done, Ming King Buddha, Mr. Ji, have you subdued that monster?"

"Well, it's okay."

Ji Yuan replied, his eyes moved away from the old monk and fell on the two women covered by quilts. Although they were both lying on their stomachs and passed out, judging from the exposed shoulders, the women inside probably Was naked.

"I have never seen such a terrifying monster until now in my practice. No, I have never even thought about what the origin of Zhu Yan is. Isn't the sky monster nothing more than this?"

‘Sky demon? I'm afraid it's still quite a bit different. ’

Ji Yuan thought this, but he did not intend to explain the ancient things in depth. Instead, he changed the topic and pointed to the bed and asked.

"Who are these two women?"

When he heard Mr. Ji ask this question, Monk Moyun suddenly remembered that there was such a difficult matter and smiled bitterly.

"One is Empress Li, the royal concubine. Alas, I have a headache. Now I am not only the only master in the imperial city, but I also asked Mr. Ji to send the two of them back to their respective palaces..."

Ji Yuan thought for a moment and asked.

"Have they seen you, Master?"

Monk Moyun said helplessly.

"They must have seen it. Although they were confused and confused when they were sent by the monster, they were still conscious. If they go to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com, they will be able to recognize me."

Ji Yuan turned to look at Monk Moyun.

"Master, the so-called method of forgetting is not to erase ordinary people's memories, but to bury them deep in the heart, and it is still possible to remember them."

Memory is deeply entangled with life and soul. It is not suitable to be separated until the moment when it finally returns to heaven and earth. Directly erasing people's memories is definitely not the right way to do it, and it is also very difficult to do, even if it is allowed to happen. It is also a sophisticated way for people to forget such profound memories, but Mo Yun had frequent contact with people in the palace, so it was easy for these two harem beauties to remember him.

"I know! Tomorrow, I will submit my resignation to the emperor, choose a place to practice hard, and no longer care about the affairs of the court."

Ji Yuan nodded. Although it was not a bad thing for Ji Yuan that Monk Mo Yun was in the Xia Yong Dynasty, it was not necessarily a bad thing for Monk Mo Yun himself. He did not have to be deeply involved in the disputes of today's world. This was not a bad thing for Monk Mo Yun's practice. , which may not be a bad thing.

Anyway, the pagoda in the palace cannot be vacant. If the holy monk Moyun leaves, there will definitely be another eminent Buddhist monk coming, and there will not be just one.

"The master's ability to awaken like this and his open-mindedness made Ji admire him. The two ladies, Ji, sent it back on behalf of the master. Let's say goodbye tonight."

"I would like to thank Mr. Ji for rescuing me, and I would also like to thank Mr. Ji for rescuing Xia Yong."

“Easy to do.”

Ji Yuan nodded, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took the two jade bodies on the bed of old monk Moyun into his sleeves, then melted into the breeze and left the window.

Monk Moyun glanced at the slightly messy bed and walked to the window with his hands clasped together.

"Good Lord Ming Buddha, there will be chaos in heaven and there will be monsters. Fortunately, I, a master of the righteous path, am not afraid of the changes!"

The duel and sword formation that Mo Yun saw this night far exceeded his own understanding of the way of heaven and earth, and gave birth to a more pious heart for practice.

(End of this chapter)