Chapter 88 Death of the Great Commander

Qi Yunxian walked through the broken wall and came to the commander-in-chief.

He saw that his chest was pierced by a long sword and nailed to the stone wall, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Puff."

A mouthful of blood spurted out, scaring the two children so much that they dared not look any more.

"Why? Why are you so much stronger than the old guy? Immortals like you should not appear here!"

The commander-in-chief said unwillingly,

"You are a mortal, and it is not bad to catch an immortal cultivator. You should know that immortal cultivators are also divided into strong and weak. Your old master is a guy who can't make it in the immortal cultivation world. We are not the same kind of people.

Stop talking nonsense, hand over the things, and I can give you a quick death."

Qi Yunxian said coldly,

"Immortals are also divided into high and low, I am arrogant , can I ask Immortal Qi a question? Is it really impossible for mortals without spiritual roots to embark on the road to immortality? "

The commander-in-chief looked at Qi Yunxian expectantly,

"No! This is the iron law of the world of immortal cultivation, at least in my understanding. Don't daydream, spiritual roots are difficult to be born in the mortal world, you don't have the talent. "

"Hey, Zhao Hong, I told you three a long time ago that you can't practice without spiritual roots, it's better to be a rich family in the secular world and live a good life. I think I have done you three a favor. You are a good person, why do you want to plot against me. "

The old monk also came out of the secret room at this time, looking at the commander Zhao Hong with disappointment,

"Master, you really treat the three of us well. But why can't you take us away from here together? We don't want to be trapped here forever, like a bird in a cage. You will never understand the pain of people like us who can't practice.

We have obviously seen the prosperity of the world of immortal cultivation, and it is impossible for us to be willing to die in Yanyun City. "

Zhao Hong roared at his former master,

"Why are you doing this? Even if you trap me for ten years, you who can't practice still can't leave Guyan Island, even though you are already a so-called innate master, and your strength is no less than that of a cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining.

But it still can't change this fact, and you will even die before me. "

The old monk said murderous words word by word. Zhao Hong and the other two have spent half their lives trying to practice. At first, they thought that the old master didn't want to pass on the law to them, and deliberately deceived them that the three of them had no spiritual roots.

Later, over the past ten years, several people gradually realized that they did not have the talent for cultivating immortals, but they still did not want to give up. Their inability did not mean that their descendants could not.

Even if there was a glimmer of hope, the three were unwilling to give up. The reason why they kept the former master for so many years was just to get the attack method of cultivation, otherwise they would have killed the old cultivator long ago.

"Master Qi, that thing is very precious!"

Zhao Hong said with a flushed face,

"For you, it is a beautiful gem, but for me it is indeed a rare treasure."

"That's good, Master Qi, I guess you don't mind spending a little price to exchange for this rare treasure?"

Qi Yunxian smiled contemptuously when he heard this.

"Transactions should also be equal. What qualifications do you, a prisoner, have to bargain with me? It's simply nonsense. It seems that you have never seen the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals."

Qi Yunxian stretched out his hand to touch Zhao Hong's eyebrows and began to use the soul-searching spell directly on him. After a moment, Qi Yunxian got what he wanted from his mind.

At this time, Zhao Hong's whole body was limp, and his tears were streaming down his face like an idiot who had lost his soul. Qi Yunxian's soul-searching technique was extremely domineering, and he did not hold back, causing his brain to be damaged and become an idiot.

After taking back the Fire Sword, Zhao Hong slid down the wall and collapsed to the ground. He had no reaction to the serious injuries on his body. If he could not get timely treatment, he would not live for more than half an hour.

Qi Yunxian unexpectedly learned the truth about the death of Fang Haifeng's father from his mind.

It turned out that a group of clam monsters had migrated to the sea area of ​​​​Guyan Island. This group of clam monsters were considered low-level monsters, living in the deep sea. For some reason, they came to the shallow sea near Guyan Island.

At that time, the old monk had been backstabbed by the three commanders and imprisoned in a secret room.

After the three commanders accidentally learned about this, they forced the fishing village people who were proficient in water to dive into the sea to steal the clam pearls. Although the clam monster is a monster, it has a habit of sleeping in the deep sea every autumn and winter. This accidental arrival at the shallow sea of ​​Guyan Island is also a coincidence.

Clam pearls are a companion spirit of clam monsters. After mortals eat them, they are immune to all diseases and prolong their life. Especially after pregnant women eat them, there is a chance to give birth to a fetus with spiritual roots.

After learning about this, several commanders also sent a lot of people to the sea to fish for clam pearls, and Fang Haifeng's father died accidentally while taking the pearls.

Although this incident only lasted for a year, more than hundreds of mortals died for it. After the clam monster woke up, it moved its tribe into the deep sea again.

Of course, this matter was also done in the name of the old immortal. After all, the three commanders had just taken power at that time, and their control over Yanyun City was not as good as it is now.

This is also the reason why Fang Haifeng regarded the old immortal as the enemy who killed his father.

Qi Yunxian pondered for a moment, and told Fang Haifeng the whole story. Fang Haifeng was already a young man with his own sense of right and wrong. He looked at Zhao Hong who had become an idiot.

A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he heard Qi Yunxian's voice again.

"Do you want to avenge your father?"

"Hey, when is the time to retaliate? Zhao Hong has already paid the price for what he has done. Let me go, kid! Don't let hatred blind you."

Unexpectedly, the old monk who was stabbed in the back by a servant and imprisoned for ten years actually opened his mouth to persuade Fang Haifeng.

No wonder you were successfully attacked by a few mortals, you just don’t know what to say.

Qi Yunxian thought to himself and continued to observe Fang Haifeng's decision. Although this matter was a bit difficult for a child, he had taken care of his sister independently for many years and was by no means a flower in a greenhouse.

"No, I want revenge. Why should I let him go? I just want him to die!"

He took the flaming sword from Qi Yunxian's hand, roared angrily, and slashed wildly at Zhao Hong, who was like a walking corpse.

Looking at her crazy brother, Fang Siyue was so frightened that she cried.

"Don't cry, Fang Siyue! This is the enemy who killed my father. I'm taking revenge. Don't cry. You must laugh. You must laugh happily."

Fang Haifeng turned back to the little girl and said fiercely,

Seeing this, the old monk sighed softly,

"Chang Qi, why are you doing this? The child is still young and acting in such extreme ways may lead to the devil!"

Qi Yunxian looked at Fang Haifeng and didn't think there was anything wrong. If you can't be happy with your grudges, what's the point of cultivating immortality? Qi Yunxian has never been a moral model. He pays attention to repaying evil with kindness and being merciful and merciful.

What Fang Haifeng was doing at the moment made him quite satisfied.

"That's enough."

After a moment, looking at Fang Haifeng who was covered in blood, Qi Yunxian called a halt, withdrew the flame sword, flicked his finger, and a burst of flames shot out, igniting the dead Zhao Hong's body.

Fang Haifeng watched with his sister. In the firelight, Zhao Hong seemed to vaguely see his parents waving to them, and with a cry, he hugged his head and cried.