บท 11: Chapter 11
Chapter 11 I was born in the world, Ji Chanxi, from then on, all geniuses bowed their heads
In the deep night, Pei Yuhan, wearing a thin white shirt and a long green skirt, stood gracefully in the darkness where the moonlight did not reach.
The moonlight is like frost and snow, and the beauty is like the moon and jade.
She looked at the young man fencing and singing and smiled silently.
I had punished him so much a few days ago, but he didn't seem to bear any grudge at all. After he got into the top eight and saved the title of Sword Sect, he didn't ask for anything. Could it be that his only thought was to win the championship?
Pei Yuhan had a question in her heart. She suspected that Lin Xuanyan was a chess piece set by her master. And since her master had come out of seclusion twenty years ago, a swordsmanship genius like Lin Xuanyan had suddenly appeared. There must be a connection between them.
Or maybe he was... But she quickly dismissed this idea. The high-spirited child in front of her was clearly a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old.
As for my master, he is a dullard who is devoted to Taoism and doesn't understand human feelings. He is only nice to the people around him...
Perhaps only a woman who is also devoted to Taoism can be his Taoist partner.
As for me, I just need to stay in the dark and secretly admire the unparalleled light.
That love can only be hidden in my heart forever.
Pei Yuhan suddenly felt a little worried. She suddenly remembered that night when Lin Xuanyan saw what happened.
If Lin Xuanyan keeps thinking about me and proposes that kind of condition to me after he wins the championship, should I agree or refuse?
Thinking of this, a hint of rosy clouds flew across her face.
She turned around nervously and quietly walked into the unknown night.
Lin Xuanyan stopped wielding the sword and reciting poems. He placed the sword horizontally on the platform and stared at the moonlight in silence.
The moonlight is like frost, cold and clear.
He was afraid that Pei Yuhan would see him and ask him questions that he hadn't thought of the answers to yet, so he turned and walked towards the room.
The next day when Lin Xuanyan woke up, he found a box of exquisitely decorated pastries on the table.
Yu Xiaotang sat on a stool beside the bed, looking at him with a smile. She picked up a cake and handed it to him, saying with a smile: "Junior brother, breakfast."
Lin Xuanyan felt warm in his heart: "Did you do this?"
Yu Xiaotang apologized and shook his head, explaining, "This is a big city. You don't need to cook to satisfy your cravings. You can buy a lot of delicious food everywhere on the street."
Lin Xuanyan took the cake and took a small bite, saying, "It's not as good as what Senior Sister made."
Yu Xiaotang's eyes lit up, but before she could show any joy, she saw the insincere look in Lin Xuanyan's pupils. She poked Lin Xuanyan's forehead in annoyance: "Hmph, you are so slick, Senior Sister has been nice to you in vain." As she said that, she snatched the cake and took a bite herself.
Lin Xuanyan looked at the angry girl with a smile on his face and couldn't help rubbing her head. This time Yu Xiaotang didn't resist. She raised her head and glanced at Lin Xuanyan while chewing the cake. Her puffed cheeks looked very cute.
He rubbed Yu Xiaotang's head and said, "Xiaotang, you were so impressive that day. Now you are a celebrity, and there is a long line of young men who admire you."
Yu Xiaotang said angrily: "I don't want those people. Those people are..." She didn't think of the right words for a moment.
Lin Xuanyan looked at her with a smile, waiting for the next words.
Yu Xiaotang puffed out his chest and said confidently: "Those people are just vulgar women. The man your sister will marry in the future must be the most powerful swordsman in the world!"
Lin Xuanyan patted Yu Xiaotang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Well, those rouge and powder are not worthy of our Xiaotang at all."
Yu Xiaotang slapped his hand away and laughed angrily, "How disrespectful! I am your senior sister!"
Lin Xuanyan glanced down her neck secretly, thinking that she was still a senior sister, but she was older... But after all, Xiaotang was still young, and there was a lot of hope for her future.
Yu Xiaotang certainly didn't know what Lin Xuanyan was thinking at the moment, and he just ate the cakes he had prepared for his junior fellow apprentice.
Lin Xuanyan glanced outside the door, then retracted his gaze and said, "Okay, Senior Sister, I'm going to draw lots."
Yu Xiaotang quickly swallowed a mouthful of cake, stood up and walked to her side, looking at him nervously: "Junior brother, you must be careful..."
Lin Xuanyan comforted her: "Sister, you must have confidence in me."
As they spoke, the boy and girl walked out of the cave together. The sunlight fell on their pretty faces. Yu Xiaotang took a deep breath. She felt the gazes from other disciples, and her mood unconsciously became cheerful.
That look was no longer one of contempt and ridicule, but of admiration and awe from the bottom of one's heart, even though the Sword Sect was no longer orthodox.
At this moment, the most controversial disciple was no longer Lin Xuanyan, but Ji Chanxi, the eldest daughter of the Ji family who was almost "guaranteed to the top four".
But the eldest daughter of the Ji family seemed to be born with a cold temperament, and she rarely cared about the things around her. No matter what rumors or gossips there were, they could not cause the slightest ripple on her breathtakingly beautiful face.
Four disciples came to the drawing table.
There were only four neatly arranged bamboo sticks left in the huge stick holder.
Among them, Li Mo was the disciple with the least attention. It was extremely unexpected that he could defeat Ye Zhiqing and enter the finals.
If he could draw Ji Chanxi, he might be able to advance to the finals. The Zongheng Sect, which hadn't produced any talent for a long time, had really prepared something big this time.
The four of them each grabbed a bamboo stick.
Ji Chanxi picked up the bamboo stick and took a look.
Xiao Wang didn't look at the bamboo stick, but just rubbed the place where the writing was.
Lin Xuanyan glanced at it and threw the bamboo stick back into the stick holder.
Li Mo looked at Lin Xuanyan and said solemnly: "Please give me some advice."
Xiao Wang looked at Ji Chanxi's extremely beautiful and delicate face, feeling somewhat intoxicated. He would never use harsh measures against this girl who might become his fiancée in the future.
But this does not mean that he will give up like Ji Xinian did. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is just a scenery to be picked on the road.
How can you compare to your own smooth road?
But he still had a lot of sympathy for Hua in his heart: "Miss Ji, Xiao will definitely not hurt you in the competition later. I heard that you like to go to Fenhui Peak to see the sea. I hope I can accompany you in the future."
The meaning of the words is already clear.
But when Ji Chanxi looked at Xiao Wang, she suddenly realized and said, "My father said he would find a fiancé for me, could it be you?"
Xiao Wang was stunned.
It was more than a year ago that Ji Yitian came to Xuanmen to propose marriage, and everyone in the world knew about it, but Ji Chanxi had never cared about it?
And hearing her tone... he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "It's me."
Ji Chanxi looked at him, hummed, and turned to walk towards the sect.
Xiao Wang was left alone, feeling a bit dumbfounded. Since he became famous, he had never been ignored like this before.
A rare trace of hatred rose in his heart, and he thought to himself: How dare you be so cold to me today? In the future, I will not teach you, a young lady who is ignorant of the world, to behave yourself?
The pleasure of sex is also a scenery that cannot be missed on the road to cultivation...
The head of the Zongheng Sect called Li Mo to his side to explain things. Li Mo was not good at speaking, so he just nodded.
Lin Xuanyan walked up to Pei Yuhan and was about to say something when Pei Yuhan said softly, "Disciple, I've cooked some longan and lotus seed soup for you and put it by your bed. Remember to eat it after the competition."
Lin Xuanyan's heart was shocked.
When he met Pei Yuhan that year, he took her to eat longan and lotus seed soup for the first meal.
She always remembered it, and so did he.
Has his little disciple finally become suspicious? He remained calm on the surface, but said apologetically: "I don't like soup, but if it's made by Master, I will definitely finish it."
Pei Yuhan nodded, thoughtfully.
Suddenly, he noticed that Lin Xuanyan was carrying a small purple wooden box.
Then he asked, "What are you carrying on your back?"
Lin Xuanyan replied: "It's just a little thing, you'll know later."
Pei Yuhan frowned and didn't ask any more questions.
The first match was between Lin Xuanyan and Li Mo. Pei Yuhan finally said, "Be careful in everything."
Everyone had long been accustomed to Lin Xuanyan's habit of walking up the stairs one step at a time, and they patiently watched him walk up step by step.
When they reached Taichung, they were only a few feet apart. Li Mo was wearing a plain green robe with black and white patterns. He seemed not very good at speaking, and even stuttered when he spoke.
"Zongheng... Heng... Hengzong... Li Mo."
He stuttered, but no one laughed at him because he said every word very seriously and because he made it to the semi-finals.
Lin Xuanyan clasped his fists and said, "Sword Sect Lin Xuanyan."
After introducing himself, Li Mo floated back, making a defensive gesture. Last night, half of the elders in the sect gave him advice, most of which was about how to fight Lin Xuanyan.
But even so, having seen Lin Xuanyan's swift sword, he still felt uncertain.
Lin Xuanyan smiled slightly, took off the box from his body and said: "Suwen Zongheng Sect is proficient in chess and the black and white killing is unparalleled in the world. In this battle, I want to compete with you in chess."
Li Mo frowned. He had been practicing Taoism since he was young. The first thing he learned was not the law but chess. Learning chess can improve calculation ability and character, which is the foundation of the school of diplomacy.
Li Mo's chess skills are unique among his peers. He is not good at speaking but very good at calculation. One of his friends once praised him, "When competing with his peers, the victory or defeat is within a hundred moves."
Since the great mastery of chess, no one, except the elders, has ever been able to play fifty moves under him without being at a disadvantage.
Lin Xuanyan had already opened the box, and a set of chess pieces that were not of the best quality were placed inside.
Lin Xuanyan sat cross-legged, looking at Li Mo. Li Mo's expression was changing. Although the family had high hopes for him, his expression had already exceeded expectations. Just now, his master had also told him to do his best and not force himself.
He looked at the chessboard and swallowed for no apparent reason, like an experienced hunter excited at the sight of prey.
But Li Mo managed to keep his composure after all. He looked towards the location of Zongheng Sect. The master and the disciple's eyes met in the air. He asked for his master's advice.
He looked there for a while, then finally retracted his gaze and nodded solemnly to Lin Xuanyan.
Maybe he would lose to Kuai Jian in a martial arts competition, but he believed that he would not lose in chess.
He left??
He went to Lin Xuanyan and sat cross-legged. At this moment, the two were only a few feet apart. If anyone attacked first, they would surely succeed. However, Li Mo was a straightforward person and would not do that.
Lin Xuanyan naturally wouldn't know either.
Lin Xuanyan folded up the wooden chessboard, took out two bamboo chess baskets, grabbed a few black chess pieces, and stretched out his fist to the chessboard.
Guess first.
The audience was still confused about the change at this moment. Why did it become a chess game when it was clearly a competition?
If the chess master is second to none in the world, how dare Lin Xuanyan be so arrogant?
The voice of the referee, Mr. Yao, rang out in the middle of the field: "This is a test match. The winner will be determined by chess skills. The real result will be seen in the Immortal Talents Match in a year. Is it inappropriate to judge the level of chess here?"
Li Mo was born with a stutter and for a while he tried to explain himself but couldn't make his words clear.
Lin Xuanyan looked at Elder Yao and said calmly, "The Dao Test Conference tests the Dao. Yin and Yang are Dao, Mysterious Qi is Dao, Immortals are Dao, Monsters are Dao, and chess is naturally Dao. I think there is nothing wrong with judging the winner by chess."
Elder Yao and Lin Xuanyan stared at each other for a while. Their eyes were like knives. Ordinary people should have avoided their sharp edges. However, Lin Xuanyan did not flinch and looked at Elder Yao's eyes gently.
After a moment, the old man surnamed Yao withdrew his gaze.
At this time, a voice sounded in the room: "I think there is nothing wrong with playing chess. My father loves chess very much and asked me to study hard when I was young. Unfortunately, I am too untalented and useless. However, I know a thing or two about chess. If you two really want to compete in chess, I can provide you with a special chess field and let the best chess master in the imperial city come to explain the game to everyone present."
Following the sound, I saw a young man in a yellow robe with four-clawed dragons standing side by side with Old Man Yao. He was looking down at the huge crowd with a smile on his face.
Everyone was shocked. Someone from the royal family actually came?
Old Man Yao looked at the visitor without any greeting, but said calmly: "If the Third Prince is interested, then we will follow his arrangements."
This person is actually the third prince Xuanyuan Lian?
It is rumored that the eldest prince's sudden death and the second prince's disappearance are related to this person, but rumors are just rumors, and there is no solid evidence.
The third prince laughed loudly, and said to the two young men in the middle of the stage: "It's too inappropriate to play chess here. There is a Momei Pavilion in the city, which is the best place to play chess. Please... 'Move over'?" At this point, the third prince couldn't help but laugh loudly. If the word "move over" was said seriously, it would be disobedient to the royal family, but he said it so lightly that it didn't matter.
Elder Yao's expression became inexplicably gloomy.
Li Mo looked at Lin Xuanyan, asking for his opinion.
Lin Xuanyan looked at the Third Prince and nodded, "Just follow your instructions."
So the chess competition moved to the Momei Pavilion, where a national chess master explained the chess moves to everyone. For a while, countless chess fans flocked to the Momei Pavilion.
At this moment, the vacant venue in the trial competition will be used directly for the next duel.
Ji Chanxi of Yin Yang Pavilion fights Xiao Wang of Xuanmen.
In everyone's opinion, this is a future Taoist couple.
The man is talented and the woman is beautiful, they are a perfect match, so this competition will probably be as boring as before.
People who were originally looking forward to the battle between Ji Xinian and Xiao Wang were extremely resentful of the girl in the black dress. Because of her, they would miss a lot of exciting things in the trial meeting.
Before going on stage, Ji Yitian, who was still angry, did not say a word to Ji Chanxi, and Ji Xinian walked to her side and said with concern: "Xiao Wang admires you, so he will not use heavy hands, so you should stop at what is appropriate. After all, Xiao Wang is not me, and he will not admit defeat on his own initiative."
Ji Chanxi smiled slightly: "Yes. I know how good my brother is."
Ji Xinian sighed: "I just pissed off my father. He will probably be angry for a long time."
Ji Chanxi suddenly took out something carefully wrapped in brocade and handed it to Ji Xinian: "This is for you."
Ji Xinian took the thing, it was very heavy and a little heavy, he asked curiously: "What is this?"
Ji Chanxi blinked mysteriously and said, "Open it later."
Ji Xinian was stunned for a moment, but still agreed with a smile: "Okay. Sister, be careful and don't hurt yourself."
Ji Chanxi then walked towards the arena amid the sympathetic gazes of the crowd. When she passed by people, she was like a spring breeze passing by unintentionally.
Like Lin Xuanyan, she also climbed up step by step.
When Ji Chanxi was walking on the steps, Ji Xinian opened the gift given by his sister. When he saw it, he was stunned. It was... the Eight-phase Mirror!
Ji Xinian couldn't help but be shocked.
What is she doing?
Without the Eight Phase Mirror to rely on, Ji Chanxi would have a hard time holding on for even a breath!
Xiao Wang, who had already been on the stage, patiently watched the stunning girl approach step by step. He did not feel bored, but just thought she was very cute.
Ji Chanxi walked onto the stage and looked at her future fiancé, the most talented young man in the world, with a serious expression.
Xiao Wang looked at her serious expression and said cheerfully, "Xiao Chanxi, you don't think you can defeat me with the Eight Phase Mirror, do you? Although the Eight Phase Mirror is the top magical tool among the treasures of heaven and earth, it is far from enough for you."
Ji Chanxi said calmly: "I didn't bring the Eight-phase Mirror."
Xiao Wang was slightly stunned, then his smile became even more intense.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt that the girl in front of him had changed.
He suddenly recalled the first time they met two years ago, when she sat by the stream and watched the lotus flowers, and the koi fish in the lotus pond gathered around her reflection in the water and swirled around it. At that time, the spring breeze blew, starting from the slightest, and ending in the vast misty waves of her water.
At that time, she had a book of strange stories full of ghosts and monsters on her knees. She liked to read books when she had nothing to do.
Cool and calm.
As a result, all the lotus flowers in the pond lost their beauty.
Xiao Wang had read the book Strange Tales of Ghosts before, as had Ji Xinian and Ji Yitian, but they all thought it was a very ordinary book, nothing new.
Perhaps the girl is too lonely, so she needs some warmth and comfort from someone with unique ideas.
Ji Chanxi is neither tall nor short, and just the right amount of cute.
Her body is well-proportioned, with delicate and graceful lines, which is unforgettable at first sight.
The girl likes black dresses. She has a cold face and an even colder temperament, like a piece of floating ice slowly carried away by spring water.
She stood in the field, a unique scenery in the world. She was gentle and graceful, with a chilly spring breeze.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across the field.
The wind was very thin, very bleak, and very cold, like an autumn wind sweeping across a barren wasteland.
Why is the autumn wind blowing when the summer is just beginning?
The wind blew the hem of her skirt like black waves rolling in front of the ash peak.
The wind blew through every corner of the field.
The silver-haired girl on the jade platform with her eyes high above her head suddenly smiled. She thought it was interesting.
Xiao Wang suddenly burst into laughter.
"Chanxi, since we first met in the lotus pond that year, I knew you were born extraordinary. Although you can't practice, and have never shown your realm. But with a brother like Ji Xinian, and as the eldest daughter of Yin Yang Pavilion, how could you really be a sickly girl who can only rely on the sect to shelter you from the wind and rain? I believe that the eight-phase mirror before was just a means to avoid people's eyes. How could the woman I, Xiao Wang, like be a waste? I hope Miss Ji can give me more surprises."
"I really like you more and more."
The autumn wind that started out as a slight breeze finally dispersed between Xiao Wang's slightly outstretched fingers.
Ji Chanxi remained silent, and Xiao Wang's voice suddenly stopped, because in full view of everyone, Ji Chanxi actually unbuttoned her clothes!
Her breasts were dazzlingly white in the collar, and she slightly unbuttoned her collar, half revealing them, which was very tempting.
Xiao Wang then noticed that there seemed to be something stuck between her breasts.
It was a piece of paper with something drawn on it.
The girl slowly tore the paper off her chest, buttoned her clothes again, and held the paper in her palm.
After being shocked, Xiao Wang started to laugh: "Chanxi, I already knew you must have other means. What kind of magic weapon is this? Can it be better than the Eight Phase Mirror? Or can this thing help you improve your realm? You are hiding in such a place, it seems that it is really important. If it really helps you improve your realm, how many realms can it help you improve to? Three realms? Four realms? Even five realms? Chanxi, I am really looking forward to you more and more."
Ji Chanxi remained silent. Strangely, the piece of paper in her hand slowly melted away like snow.
That was a page from that strange book.
The book was plain and simple, but she always carried it with her.
She likes reading, and she only likes reading that one book.
She reads in the spring breeze, on the cliff, in the Yin-Yang Pavilion, and among the green mountains, with the bright moon and fireflies as lights, and the breeze turning the pages with her.
When she is awake, in her dreams, busy, or free, she is always reading.
She then hid the page in the ghost stories to conceal it from others.
It looked like an ordinary page, and like other pages, it was painted with monsters and demons.
But that was the foundation of her practice.
It's not that the girl can't practice, but she put all her practice on paper.
So she herself has no realm at all.
The girl said nothing, then suddenly took a step forward.
Suddenly, a faint breath appeared on Ji Chanxi's body, and her skirt swayed slightly, like the spring breeze.
With that step, she crossed the threshold of cultivation and entered a realm.
She recalled the evening when the snowflakes were dancing, the sky and the earth were dark, and her mother asked her to go out and buy a roll of paper-cut paper-cuts...
Two lines of tears suddenly slid down her pretty face.
She came from a realm and walked slowly towards Xiao Wang.
She walked very slowly, and each step seemed to have gone through thousands of years. At this moment, the taciturn girl seemed to have grown up in an instant, and her dark eyes were full of the vicissitudes of life.
But she is still just a girl.
As she strolled on the terrace, the autumn wind blew between her feet.
Her breath continued to rise with her footsteps.
The first state is the state of keeping simplicity, the second state is the state of true essence, and the third state is the state of observing the Tao.
Between the third and fourth realms is the Wandering Void Realm, which is a difficult hurdle for many cultivators to overcome.
In her eyes, it was as light as a feather.
The five realms of observation have reached their limit, and one can already slightly guide the heavenly phenomena and perform great creation. But the girl still walked forward.
The rising aura showed no signs of decline, rising higher and higher as the girl walked.
The girl stopped.
Her hair was extremely black, her dress was extremely black, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely black, as if they were carefully painted with the heaviest and darkest ink.
This is what is meant by "eyebrows and eyes like a painting".
At this moment, the black color flying in her long hair is not heavy, but deep.
It was the darkest dome of the night.
The dancing hair seemed to reflect the light of the stars in the sky.
She stepped out from one place and walked slowly.
She has reached the peak of the Sixth Realm!
The ordinary audience didn't know what was going on. They just thought Ji Chanxi was being mysterious and Xiao Wang was embarrassed to attack his future Taoist partner.
The expressions of those cultivators with advanced cultivation were terribly solemn.
This is especially true for Ji Yitian and Ji Xinian.
Their pupils shrank slightly, and their gazes towards the girl became particularly horrified, as if they were looking at a monster.
...
In the Momei Pavilion, two young men sitting opposite each other had already made fifty moves.
Many chess players who came with great interest were thumping their chests and stamping their feet in disappointment.
They thought that Lin Xuanyan was such a great chess player that he dared to challenge Zongheng Sect, but they didn't expect that his chess skills were not only not great, but also so terrible.
Even Li Mo wanted to ask: Have you really learned chess?
Lin Xuanyan looked calm, his mind focused on the chessboard, as if he was calculating seriously. However, the moves he made after careful calculation were shocking. It was not a game between masters, but a move by a child!
Lin Xuanyan's chess moves cannot be said to be without rules, but they are too plain and simple. He does not use any of the elegant and imaginative moves that are praised in Go. On the other hand, when you look at Li Mo's chess moves, you can see that people who come from big sects are different.
Those who don't understand chess should not insult Go!
Even the pompous national players started to curse: "Click 33, click 33, click your fucking 33, didn't your chess teacher tell you that this move is of low value and not worth it?"
A well-known chess player sighed and said, "He made a good move here, but why didn't he break the edge? Doesn't he know this is a big game?"
Someone chimed in: "Why does this person prefer the sharp charge so much? What's so good about this move?"
"And here, why did he give up the piece and get away with it? Wouldn't it be better to connect here? After this is broken, the chess piece will be divided into two parts, and it will be too difficult to remedy it! And because of this move, the life and death of this originally alive chess piece has become uncertain. If another piece is killed, Lin Xuanyan can just throw in the towel and admit defeat!"
Lin Xuanyan was naturally unaware of the discussions about him. He made his moves very quickly, almost within a fixed time.
So everyone started to grumble, "Your sword is as fast as it can be, the faster the better, no one is saying anything to you, don't you know that it is good to think for a long time before playing chess?"
Rushing home for dinner?
Lin Xuanyan looked at the chessboard and suddenly missed the longan and lotus seed soup cooked by his apprentice.
Although Lin Xuanyan played chess very clumsily and his chess pieces were ugly, he played more than fifty moves and despite his stumbling, he did not find himself at a disadvantage that would cause him to admit defeat.
When it came to the 100th move, Li Mo's moves became slow.
He looked at the black and white pieces on the chessboard and counted them silently in his mind.
But Lin Xuanyan suddenly turned his head and looked out the window.
He had been calm and composed until he confirmed the source of the aura, but he also showed a look of extreme shock.
The autumn wind swept across the glazed tiles of the Momei Pavilion.
It was not until Li Mo dropped the next piece with a snap that he smiled and followed suit.
...
Xiao Wang, who was originally shocked and speechless, suddenly relaxed his frown after confirming Ji Chanxi's aura.
Ji Chanxi brought too many surprises, it is amazing to be at the peak of the sixth realm.
What's more, she has been keeping it to herself for so many years.
Deserve enough praise and respect.
But it's still not enough.
Because you, Ji Chanxi, still haven't crossed the gap between the sixth and seventh realms.
There is a fine line between man and God.
The floating island high above the human world has people at least at the seventh realm.
Because that is a measure of strength.
Entering the seventh realm is not considered truly powerful, and the young geniuses in the trial conference will all cross that hurdle in the future.
But at this age, those who have reached the seventh realm are the only geniuses.
So his voice is still confident. This confidence comes from being strong.
Do you think I, Xiao Wang, am really only at the seventh realm?
You don't dare to think because you lack imagination, it doesn't mean I can't go to the next level.
"Miss Ji, I was not wrong about you. You are really strong. Stronger than anyone thought. But you will still lose, and it is not your fault. You could have won against the other two, but you met me. In front of my realm, even if your brother really entered the seventh realm as rumored, he still has no chance of winning against me. Chanxi, admit defeat. You have been brilliant enough, and I don't want to hurt you."
As he spoke, Xiao Wang also took a step forward.
At that moment, his aura suddenly rose, breaking through the bottleneck of the seventh realm and reaching the eighth realm!
The atmosphere is majestic and majestic, like a towering mountain rising suddenly from the ground.
Everyone present was shocked and speechless! When did he enter the Eighth Realm? Has he entered the Eighth Realm a long time ago?
Ji Chanxi looked at her palm and found a strange pattern appeared there.
She put down her hand, and looked at Xiao Wang with more emotion, her still cold expression carrying a hint of pity.
This was the first thing she said.
Her voice was very clear and shallow, like the autumn wind blowing the red leaves, or the sea reflecting the ice.
It was like the sound of water flowing gently in a stream outside the forest, so elegant, so beautiful, and so sad.
"My mother once told me that men are stupid and self-confident, low-minded, and fawning on the powerful, respecting the strong, and bullying the ants."
"My mother also said that they all believed that women were always lowly, and it was okay if they didn't have wisdom. If they had wisdom but couldn't practice, they would definitely be captured and used as a cauldron for practice. My mother told me that she had a dream when she gave birth to me. She dreamed of many things, and when she woke up, there was a piece of paper on her pillow with a devil drawn on it. She knew that I was born extraordinary. She hoped that I could become a unique woman in the world, not like the spring breeze that is fleeting, not like the autumn cicada that sings lonely, and not like her who can only give herself to others in exchange for power, and finally can only wait for the years to pass and the fragrance to fade away."
For some unknown reason, Ji Yitian, the head of Yin Yang Pavilion, looked like a charred tree. His young face was covered with wrinkles and his temples were frosted.
At that moment, he seemed to have aged several dozen years.
His arms trembled in his sleeves.
Ji Chanxi's mother, a mortal woman whom he once loved madly, had already died in the winter of that year.
He thought he had forgotten it long ago, and that caring for Ji Chanxi in every possible way could make up for the guilt in his heart.
Later, when he practiced dual cultivation with other women, he would no longer think of her.
He thought he had forgotten it long ago.
He thought that as a man who had done so many evil things, he was no longer qualified to talk about true feelings.
But at this moment he still shed tears.
It is I, Ji Yitian, who feel ashamed of you, and it is Yin Yang Pavilion who feel ashamed of you.
It seems as if time has gone back to that day.
There was light snow falling from the sky.
The young and beautiful woman held the little girl's hand and silently taught her some life lessons.
Tell her that all men are bad, tell her that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, tell her that too much wisdom will hurt her and she must hide her shortcomings.
Tell her that youth is not power, beauty is not power, and those who can only float with the tide are not power.
Finally, she asked Ji Chanxi to go out of town to buy some paper-cuts to paste on the windows.
That's window decoration.
It is the custom of their hometown.
Ji Chanxi walked out of the door. Snow was still falling from the sky. The streets were cold and there were few footprints.
She lifted her sleeves and wiped her eyes.
At that moment, the once famous courtesan in the capital was lying on the bed, sick, thin and haggard.
She watched her daughter go away, closed her eyes silently, and two lines of tears fell.
She never opened her eyes again.
So many years have passed...
Mother, can you see it in heaven? My daughter is very strong now, really very strong...
I will realize the things you once hoped for, I will kill the people you once hated, and I will help you hold on to the dreams you once wanted but could not.
Even if we do this now, it will be of no avail.
She took another step forward.
What is the bridge of life and death, the chasm between heaven and earth, the chasm of ten thousand miles.
Nothing can be overcome without great perseverance and talent.
What do you mean by "a genius at the age of forty and a genius at the seventh level" and "unparalleled in the world at the age of twenty"?
These comments from the common people are just the simplest and most superficial steps in my eyes.
The peak of the sixth realm rises again! Ji Chanxi enters the seventh realm in one step.
Xiao Wang half opened his mouth, shocked beyond words.
This was the first time he showed any sign of panic.
Ji Chanxi looked at Xiao Wang with an extremely calm gaze.
"If you are in the seventh realm, I will defeat you with the sixth realm. If you are in the eighth realm, I will defeat you with the seventh realm."
She seemed to be stating a simple fact, as if she was saying that the sun rises and then sets.
At this moment, the winds between heaven and earth came from all directions and gathered on her body. Her snow-white skin was shining with a radiant light, like a reflection of the moonlight.
And her delicate features are even more profound, as if they conceal thousands of mountains and rivers. When she stands here, she is like a deep abyss and a majestic mountain!
At such a young age, he already has such a masterly demeanor.
She raised her hands, placed them flat on her chest, and bent them slightly.
She is still aloof, but she is no longer the silly and naive girl.
"There are too many geniuses in the world, as numerous as the fish in the river, as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges, too numerous to count. You, Xiao Wang, are one of the more special and dazzling ones among them. But in front of me, just keep your head down and be docile."
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