Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 482: Old Debt
Volume 2 Yunji Canghai] Chapter 482 Old Debt
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"Ah! It was you who killed Yuan'er. You are the enemy of my Zheng family! You are not dead yet..." Zheng Qingquan was so shocked that he couldn't help but take a step back, raised his hand and used the flying sword.
Lin Yi immediately made a move, and the four-flag array appeared instantly, wrapping Zheng Qingquan and himself in the middle. He snorted and said, "Aren't you also Lin Yi's enemy? Although it's time to retaliate, but since your Zheng family won't let you go, I will stay with you until the end! You want me to die, but I'm afraid you won't be able to wait. It’s time!”
Looking back and seeing that there was no way out, the old man's expression became ferocious and he threatened: "I am already at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building. When my life span is about to end, you may not be able to take advantage of me fighting to the death! And Elder General Wei Cong Yu will come to my Zheng family as a guest next month. He said that he will avenge Yuan'er and he will not let you go! "
"Are you afraid?" Lin Yi's eyes were fierce and he scolded in a cold voice: "Why weren't you afraid when the children of your Zheng family were killing ordinary people indiscriminately? Why weren't you afraid when you were chasing me, a qi-training monk? You sent a message When you killed me, did you ever think about today?"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and Lin Yi's voice became louder. Before Zheng Qingquan could activate his flying sword, he raised his hand and struck down with a silver light——
With an explosion of "Boom--", the protective spiritual energy exploded, and the protective soft armor cracked. Unable to support himself, Zheng Qingquan flew backwards and fell to the ground with a 'plop', with blood spurting out of his mouth. Looking panicked. Before he could get up, he waved his hands repeatedly and said with a look of despair: "I am already over 200 years old and have only a few years to live. Out of the kindness of my comrades, please show me your kindness!"
Lin held the wolf-tooth sword in one hand and remained cold and silent, only the killing intent permeated his body.
Zheng Qingquan's beard was stained red with blood, and he looked very pitiful. He struggled to stand up, "What happened in the past was that my Zheng family was at fault first. You also killed many people in my Zheng family and my grandson. It is better to let go of enemies than to make enemies, not to mention that we are cultivators. Such people have long been indifferent to gains and losses..."
Before he finished speaking, light suddenly flashed on Zheng Qingquan's hand, and a transmission note penetrated the formation and roared away. His expression softened, and he said with relief, "How about we just let it go?"
Shaking his head disapprovingly, Lin Yi looked at Zheng Qingquan, who was taking chances, and said, "I have long underestimated gains and losses, but there are always constant grievances! What you gained in the past, what you lost today, one goes down and the other goes up, but in the world, It's a cycle. But no one else can do it for you! If you are like this, why am I, Lin Yi, not like this..." His voice became colder and colder, and as soon as he moved, another sword light struck down -
Zheng Qingquan was shocked and wanted to retreat, and it was difficult to escape being trapped in the formation. What's more, Lin Yi's skills were too strong. Before he could say mercy, his head was already missing.
When people get older, they learn to cherish time like gold. How can a person who has lived for more than two hundred years not be afraid of death?
He calmly burned Zheng Qingquan's body, collected the opponent's Qiankun bag, and the formation disappeared. Lin Yi did not leave in a hurry, but stayed in front of the cave in a leisurely manner. After a while, two sword rainbows were seen flying from the bottom of the mountain, and they arrived in front of them in an instant. The visitors were two foundation-building monks. After seeing the appearance of the young man in front of the cave, they looked at each other in surprise, and then their faces became happy again.
"No wonder you haven't been seen for many years. It turns out you hid overseas. Lin Yi, are you okay?" One person looked quite surprised, but he raised his flying sword and stared at him eagerly. Another person said: "Elder Wei still has the foresight...Lin Yi, why don't you just capture him without a fight!"
The visitors looked familiar, they were actually two foundation-building monks from Zhengyang Sect Tianshu Pavilion. Lin Yi was not surprised by this. He clasped his hands behind his back and raised his eyebrows slightly, asking: "You two defected from the Zhengyang Sect with the guards. Isn't it because of me, Lin Yi, that you are here?"
One person said: "Of course not! Rumor has it that you have been killed by the Yuanying Patriarch of the Xuantian Clan..." Another person said: "All the overseas families will submit to the Black Mountain Sect and will be under the unified jurisdiction of Elder Wei, and he and the Zheng family After all, this Huzhu Island is naturally our permanent residence!”
With more enemies and fewer enemies, these two people thought they were sure of victory, and because they were from the same sect as Lin Yi, they had less scruples when talking to each other. But in the blink of an eye, something strange was noticed. "Where is the Master of the Zheng family? What did you do to him?" one person asked sharply. He and his companions understood each other and both rushed forward as he spoke.
When he came to Huzhu Island, Lin Yi saw these two monks who were very different from the children of the Zheng family. Guessing that Zheng Qing was looking for help from these two people, he simply set up a network to wait. Sure enough, the other party couldn't wait and rushed over.
Just when they were about to fight, a light suddenly flashed within more than ten feet, and the three people who were about to fight disappeared instantly. After a moment, the formation dissipated, revealing Lin Yi alone with two Qiankun bags in his hands.
Four rays of light rose from the ground, and together with the Qiankun bag in his hand, Lin Yi put it away. However, he took out another jade talisman and flew down the peak.
After half a stick of incense, Lin Yi came to the secret room under the Zheng family, raised his hand and moved the jade talisman in front of the door, and then walked in. After a while, after sweeping through the Zheng family's warehouse, he found a wine cellar of the Zheng family and swept it all away. Then he escaped from Xuzhu Island and flew straight into the depths of the sea.
On the vast sea, a faint rainbow light went westward. Lin Yi did not go back, but flew in the general direction of home.
He grabbed a jar of wine and drank it. Perhaps it was the soothing effect of the wine, or the urge to go home, Lin Yi showed a long-lost smile on his face...
Half a month after Lin Yi left Huzhu Island, Wei Cong came. When he learned that Zheng Qingquan and two disciples were killed, he did not get angry, but ran to a cliff by the sea of the Zheng family alone, looking at the sea from afar, his face gloomy.
The Zheng family has already attached itself to the Black Mountain Sect, the Great Xia Immortal Sect, and even many families, no one will come to Huzhu Island to cause trouble. Wei Cong first thought of a person, that is a kid who has been missing for decades. But, how could he suddenly appear? If not him, who else? And if it is really that kid, facing the vast sea, I am afraid no one can find his trace again...
Under the cliff, the sea waves are rolling. On the lonely rock on the cliff, Wei Cong stood in the strong wind, his sleeves were not lifted, and his expression suddenly dimmed. He turned around and walked back a few steps, and sighed quietly.
In front of Wei Cong was an isolated grave, and there were a few words on the tombstone in front, which read "Zheng Zhuer's Tomb".
Every few decades, Wei Cong would come to Huzhu Island. Rather than saying it was for the friendship of the Zheng family, it was better to say that he had something in his heart. What made him miss it was this woman who had long been gone.
Just like this season now, it was a late autumn more than 200 years ago. Not long after Wei Cong formed the golden elixir, he went to sea on business and passed by this place. He met a woman who made him unforgettable in his life.
She was a mortal woman of the Zheng family, but she had a stunning appearance and tenderness like water. Wei Cong was shocked by her and was also moved by his immortal identity and otherworldly appearance. Of course, the Zheng family was happy to see this happen.
As the saying goes, people are not good for a thousand days, and flowers are not red for a hundred days. After two or three months, Wei Cong felt bored. Mortal women live no more than a hundred years, and their youth is fleeting. If he watched the woman he loved grow old day by day, and eventually become a pile of earth with chicken skin and white hair, he thought it would be hard to accept, and he was even more afraid that it would delay his practice.
Without saying goodbye, Wei Cong left very freely. And decades later, when he passed by Huzhu Island again, he couldn't help but think of such a woman.
So what if she is a mortal? The day she becomes your woman, she is destined to become a part of your life!
A mortal woman was ruthlessly abandoned by an immortal, and gave birth to a son the next year. This woman raised her son with great difficulty, and she believed that her flying man would come back one day. But when he was dying, there was no immortal flying in the sky, only endless autumn rain...
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