I’m Being Held Captive by Demons Chapter 385: Wind knife and rain pavilion
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The sword light pierced through the sky, and a woman in Tsing Yi landed in the mountains.
Here is the turning point that changed her life.
It is also the most important blessing in her life.
At the beginning, he and his parents escaped from the famine, and the family fled, but unfortunately encountered a demon in the wilderness, and all the victims of the disaster died tragically.
Only she ran fast and fled into the forest in a panic under the cover of her parents.
Finally escaped from the demon's minions and accidentally stumbled into a strange cave dwelling like a fairyland on earth.
There, she received the inheritance of Xuantian Sword Sect and became a practitioner.
But since the last time she left, to Hejian Mansion, she hasn't come back for several years.
The possibility of the columbarium made her uneasy.
But now, she has to come back.
Falling in the mountains and looking in the direction of the capital, Wan'er took a deep breath.
Fists clenched.
"Ning catch the head! I will definitely come to rescue you as soon as possible!"
Wan'er said, turned around, gritted her teeth, and walked straight to the waterfall in front of her.
Under the bright white moonlight, the waterfall hanging between the cliffs seems to be shimmering with silver lights.
When the girl walked straight into the waterfall, the water flowed through her body.
And she quickly disappeared into the wilderness.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw herself standing in a sea of clouds.
A small wooden arch bridge across the sea of clouds stands in front.
There is a stone tablet at the head of the bridge with four characters written on it.
【Wind Knife Rain Pavilion】.
On the opposite side of the wooden arch bridge is a red lacquer attic.
There are nine floors in total. It looks magnificent, tall and sacred, like a fairy's residence.
Wan'er stepped directly on the wooden arch bridge, crossed this strange sea of clouds from the wooden arch bridge, and entered the Fengdaoyu Pavilion directly.
Wan'er was already very familiar with the wind knife and rain pavilion on the ninth floor.
Except for the last floor, which she couldn't go up to, she was familiar with the other eight floors as if she were at home.
In other words, this is her only home in the world.
Since childhood, she has grown up in this wind knife and rain pavilion.
In it, there is no food, no hunger, no sleepiness, and the mind becomes very clear.
It was the special power of the Wind Sabre and Rain Pavilion that made her successful in her practice at a young age.
Otherwise, the young girl would have starved to death.
Now that Wan'er entered Fengdaoyu Pavilion, she went straight up the stairs and came directly to the entrance of the ninth floor.
The portal to the ninth floor has always been blocked by an invisible barrier.
Every time the invisible barrier is touched, a line of gold appears on it - only Habitat can enter.
Nowadays, she has finally reached the realm of disgust and is qualified to enter the ninth floor.
Standing at the entrance of the stairs, the woman in Tsing Yi took a deep breath.
Muttered: "It's okay, it's okay."
It must be fine.
After she finished speaking, she slammed into the stairs in front of her.
And the invisible barrier that was there before, did not appear this time.
She easily entered the ascending stairs.
This makes the girl slightly excited.
Then continue to climb up the spiral staircase, and finally reach the ninth floor that has never been reached.
The pavilion of wind knife and rain is extremely vast, and each floor is extremely vast.
This ninth floor is equally grand.
But it looks very empty.
Unlike the other floors, there are various collections of books, wooden figures, sword puppets, resting rooms, and even lake views.
This ninth floor is incomparably empty, and it looks more like an empty square.
The floor is covered with neatly patterned tiles, and it is impossible to see the head.
Wan'er, who was standing at the entrance of the stairs, looked vigilantly at the empty ninth floor, her eyes wandered around, and finally stopped at the most central position.
There, a stele stands, and on the stele stands a statue.
The statue is a man with a melancholy face and messy hair. It looks like he has been hurt by love, and his eyes are full of sadness.
On his back, there is a sword, the shape is very similar to the ancient sword of Zhuxie, but it is completely different.
The text on the stone tablet records the other party's "last words".
【The catastrophe of heaven and earth, the world will be in chaos, the abyss of the dead country will engulf everything】
【Failed to board the hidden dragon treasure ship, it is a regret of my life】
[In spite of the catastrophe, there is also a glimmer of hope]
【My vitality is exhausted, and it is hard to see the future. However, if someone with a predestined relationship can come here, it will prove that Xuantian Sword Sect is not exhausted.]
[Handed down the supreme mind, and the whereabouts of the sword Jinghong. If there is a fate who can recast the name of Jianzong, it will also be my journey of redemption]
【Xuantian Sword Sect Jiang Yunqiu Jue Pen】
The text on the stele is extremely messy, as if someone had scribbled it with a sword.
Between the lines, there is murderous intent and cold sword energy.
Even if she just stood at the entrance of the stairs and looked around, hundreds of meters away, Wan'er felt like a thorn on her back and her hair was creeping.
It was as if someone had pressed a very sharp sword against her forehead.
The fierceness of the sword of the man who left the inscription on this stone tablet is evident.
But this man's name... Jiang Yunqiu?
Wan'er's face was slightly startled.
She remembered the past story of the Xuantian Sword Sect that the columbarium said at the beginning.
Once the supreme genius of the Xuantian Sword Sect, at the age of 18, he became a master of Taoism, and he inherited the sword Jinghong.
But because he got a mysterious ancient scroll in Qingqiu Mountain by mistake, his mind was disturbed, and he just wanted to find the hidden dragon treasure ship.
He went back to the mountain to search in the Book Collection Pavilion, but couldn't find any relevant clues. In the end, his mind went crazy, he fell into a demon, slaughtered Shimen, and cut off Tianmen Peak with one sword.
Since then, it has appeared and disappeared in the world, setting off a **** storm.
In the end, he was mad and demented, and he took the sword Jinghong of Xuantian Sword Sect and threw himself into the abyss of virtual spirits, and then perished...
The Void Spirit Abyss is quite famous. Wan'er has seen it in the Divine Continent topography. It is an extremely strange and terrifying abyss.
Once it falls, even the immortals of Zifu will not be able to come back alive, and they will surely perish.
This Jiang Yunqiu didn't die after joining Xu Lingyuan?
Not only did he survive, but he even survived until the Xuantian Sword Sect was destroyed.
In the end, this Fengdaoyu Pavilion was left to inherit the last spark of Xuantian Sword Sect?
Wan'er was full of astonishment.
At this moment, she vaguely understood why there were no records related to Jiang Yunqiu in all the classics in Fengdaoyu Pavilion.
Probably Jiang Yunqiu deliberately erased his past before he died.
Or, is this person actually not dead?
Looking at the inscription on the stone tablet ~IndoMTL.com~ and the statue of the man, Wan'er was full of vigilance.
The past events said by the columbarium made her dare not fully trust Jiang Yunqiu.
She slowly approached the stone tablet and walked around it.
Finally, on the back of the stele, several lines of small characters were found.
[My last hope is in the capital]
【If I don't come back alive, the sword will be left in the capital]
【For those who are destined to see the message, please go to the capital as soon as possible to retrieve the Jinghong Excalibur】
[Don't trust anyone...]
【Every living person may be their disguise】
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