Chapter 94: This Throne Sees the Heavenly Rift Again

Nangong Si's face is unpleasant, his eyes sunken and blazing, like tumbling iron.

His eyes darted across, pausing for a moment on Mo Ran's blazing red Shenwu before moving away.

"Who is this?"

Ye Wangxi said, "He is the male son of the top of death and life, surnamed Mo."

"Mo" Nangong Si frowned, "the one he picked up just a few years ago."

"Hmm."

Nangong Si glanced at Ye Wangxi: "You know him"

" Peach Blossom Yard was once in the same home."

Nangong Si gave a cold laugh, not knowing what he meant. But when Ye Wangxi saw his reaction, his handsome face paled a little, his eyelashes dropped, and he pursed his lips.

"If he wants to wait again, then buy him a favour." Nangong Si said, "He's the Lord of Shenwu at a young age, I'd like to see what he's capable of."

Mo Ran had no time for the School of Confucianism, and he turned back, his coat tossing in the wind. The boundary had been broken, and there would not be much time left

Chu Wanning, are you still not well?

Swish Luo Xianxian's claws pierce the curtain, the white silk flutters, the plain satin is shaken into a thousand pieces of snow.

Chu Wanning felt a familiar scent approaching, and his eyes widened as he suddenly reacted: "Tianwen"

No.

Not a heavenly question.

He fought with her, and she had a spiritual power that was like that of a heavenly question.

The tent inside the Chen family mansion is like a thin mist, locking up a living soul and a malevolent ghost. The mystery in Chu Wanning's mind gradually cleared up, and he suddenly came to a realization.

" Pinching Willow "

Luo Xianxian was long dead, cremated to ashes, and at that time had to rely on the flesh of Old Chen's wife to haunt her. There is no reason why the original form could now be transformed instead.

The mystery man took a section of Pinching Willow's dead vine and gave her a temporary home to revive her soul.

Outside, hearts are cooked and smoke is steaming. Gold, water, fire and earth are all waiting for Luo Xianxian, the 'wood', the body of Pinching Willow.

What is that man up to?

Could he have gone to all this trouble just so that Luo Xianxian could regain her body and kill her way to the ghost world to be with Chen Bohuan?

All her relatives are long dead.

Loved ones Loved ones

Chu Wanning's heart stirred and his blood surged. Suddenly he thought of something he had said to Luo Xianxian when he met her

She had a brother who was lost many years ago

Is that him?

"He who stands in my way shall not live."

Luo Xianxian is the entity and Chu Wanning is the spirit. Although her spiritual power is far less than his, it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the imaginary.

In the blink of an eye, her bright red finger claws came straight for his heart again, and fearing damage to his soul, Chu Wanning dodged out of the way and backhanded her at the corner of her forehead.

"It's useless, you can't hurt me as many times as you try" she laughed and wailed, summoning the Butterfly Town corpses from all directions.

"Why don't you all gather here at my command and drink blood and slaughter?"

A terrible howl suddenly rang out as Butterfly Town's disorganised, haphazardly rioting heartless zombies heard her call and rushed towards the Chen residence.

The zombies rose and fell like a tidal wave, and their roar was quenched in the wind. This chilling roar was like a shout from the sand, which was heard for hundreds of miles in an instant, both inside and outside the boundary.

Outside the boundary, the immortals were horrified.

Within the boundary, Chu Wanning is alone in the battle.

He is alone, his soul alone, dressed in white, standing opposite Luo Xianxian. She is laughing long and hard, her eyes full of madness and fierceness. He is as gentle as a bamboo, and he does not pale when he hears a hundred ghosts coming, but his brow is lowered and his eyes seem to be covered in a haze.

" Luo Xianxian, do you remember some of the things you once said to me"

"Well," she seemed not to have expected him to ask that and froze slightly.

Chu Wanning, in the midst of her concentration, had swept up to the top of the courtyard of Chen House, her immaculate silk footwear landing on the sandalwood and black tiles.

"You have said that you never wanted to be a stern ghost and that you did not want to harm anyone."

The wind soughs in all directions as the aftershock falls.

Chu Wanning looked up and saw a black tide of corpses coming from all directions. He frowned slightly and suddenly his sleeves were wide and the wind blew the hem of the living souls' clothes.

Between his two hands, a cage of golden glow suddenly lights up.

"I'm offended."

Suddenly, a million willow vines rise from the ground

Butterfly Town's blood and water flowed, and the ground, which was covered with dead bodies, instantly split open into millions of gaps, and one after another thick willow trees broke out of the ground, all of them glowing with a dazzling golden light, like thousands of chains, choking the running corpses one by one.

Chu Wanning's eyes are closed and his long hair blows in a tangled mess in front of his snowy face.

He said in a low voice, "Heavenly question, the coffin of ten thousand people."

He raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes like flaming lightning.

The rows of golden weeping willows suddenly blazed with light, countless thick clumps of branches and leaves sprouted, trapping the zombies who were still roaring and struggling, followed by a crack in each willow tree, and as the cracks opened, the trees wrapped the dead all up in them, sealing them violently.

The Coffin of Ten Thousand.

The largest weeping willow, which rises from the centre of the Chen family's courtyard, chases after Luo Xianxian, who is constantly dodging, like a sharp arrow in the wind.

But Luo Xianxian's body is made of Pinching Willow, and Pinching Willow, Tian Wen and Seeing Ghost are one and the same, all of them are trees brought into the mortal world by Gouchen Shanggong from the gods.

Her red and gold embroidered phoenix robe tumbled like a wave in the wind, and the giant willow rose higher and higher, piercing through the boundary to the sky.

Those outside the boundary were so stunned by the cracking wood that they were dumbfounded. Those with weak spiritual power could no longer support themselves and were so subdued by the powerful aura of the Patriarch class that their knees went weak and they flung themselves to the ground.

As the willow tree transformed by the Spirit of Heavenly Questions grew taller and taller, reaching up to the white moon, Chu Wanning's spiritual power was released to an unprecedented level, and some of the monks around Butterfly Town were bleeding from the pupils of their eyes, and even Nangong Si, with his cultivation level, could hardly breathe, and his chest was stuffy.

Nangong Si gritted his teeth: "There is such a figure at the top of death and life, Elder Yu Heng."

Li Wuxin, who was still able to hold his own as he was the head of a village, said, "Nangong, this man is Chu Wanning."

"What."

Nangong Si was so shocked by the pressure that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Yes Master Chu"

" young master, say no more."

Seeing that he was injured, Ye Wangxi lifted his hand and nudged two of Nangong Si's acupuncture points and gave him some spiritual energy. Nangong Si didn't appreciate it and broke away from him, wiping the blood from his lips and saying, "Don't you touch me."

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"Ye Gongzi, it's better for me to do it." Song Qiutong is a butterfly-boned beauty seat and is not affected much. She comes forward with her eyes timidly glancing at Ye Wangxi, and whispers to herself.

Ye Wangxi is not as friendly as when she first met her, and surprisingly ignores her.

Song Qiutong, having hit a brick wall with him, turned her head back to Nangong Si, whose attitude towards her was much better than at first, but said, "I don't need your help. I'm just surprised to see someone I haven't seen for years. I am not that weak. If you have time to spare, go and look after someone else."

The matter of Song Qiutong and the twin princes of Confucianism here was not noticed by Mo Ran.

He had landed next to Chu Wanning's body and looked up to see Chu Wanning's spirit fighting with Luo Xianxian, and then he looked at the mass of bodies temporarily sealed by thousands of willow trees.

Such a spell, even under normal conditions, is extremely aura-draining. Moreover, Chu Wanning is still out of body.

How unfathomable is this man's strength

Before he could finish his thought, he heard a cracking cry in the air.

Luo Xianxian is bound by the willow vine under the lonely moon in the sky, and the luxuriant foliage soon swallows her up to the point of invisibility, as the giant tree wraps her up in a gaping hole, before the ancient willow that rises up to the clouds slowly lowers and descends, finally level with the ordinary old trees.

By now, the boundary had shattered, but the coffin that Tian Man had transformed into a 10,000-person coffin was locked up with the zombies, so it was not in danger for a while.

Xue Zhengyong did not dare to let up and directed the rest of the men at the top of the Dead Life to stand guard in front of each willow tree, just in case. The rest of the men went straight to the Chen compound with the flow of the crowd. Mo Ran, not thinking too hard about the emergency, picked up Chu Wanning's cold body and headed that way too.

When the crowd arrived, the ancient willow that had locked Luo Xianxian away had become a solid coffin in which she lay, her face sometimes grim, sometimes sad, her eyes sometimes fierce, sometimes mournful.

Two voices changed under her breath, one frantic, shouting, "Why are you stopping me? Why are you stopping me? You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die."

A kind of soft and helpless: " Yanluo brother, is that you? Is that you? Please help me I don't want to hurt anyone please"

The two voices alternated back and forth, and after a long time there was dead silence inside the coffin.

By this time, Chu Wanning's spirit was nearing the limit of its spiritual power and could not support it, but he relied on his mind and finally made a point towards the brow of the woman inside the coffin.

"Who art thou?"

The female ghost's closed eyes slowly opened, still scarlet inside.

Li Wuxin lost his voice and said, "No good."

He was about to strike at him and take his life, but Chu Wanning was able to block his way with a thunderbolt falling from the sky.

" Chu Wanning, you"

Chu Wanning ignored him and stared at the frail girl sitting up in the coffin.

She opened her bloodshot eyes, yet there was no half inch of murderous energy in them, instead she was bewildered and panicked, whispering, "My concubine, Luo Xianxian."

Chu Wanning was relieved to hear her answer, his eyelashes dropping as his spirit faded away.

After a while the man in Mo Ran's arms stirred gently and Mo Ran was busy putting him down so that he was leaning against the porch pillar, kneeling on one knee, level with him, and saying, "Master, you are back"

Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes were lost in thought for a moment, before slowly coming into focus.

He looked at Mo Ran for a moment, his spiritual energy was much depleted and he was a person with a single spiritual core, so he looked a little weak, his face was not much better than when his living soul was out of the body, it was still as pale as ever.

"Well," Chu Wanning responded, leaning in place for a moment before slowly rising up against the porch pillar.

He walked slowly up to Luo Xianxian and looked down at her.

Luo Xianxian opened his mouth wide and stared at him blankly: " Brother Yanluo how did I get here and what happened"

"Not much else." Chu Wanning's gaze was sharp, though a little weak, and he asked straightforwardly, "Tell me who gave you this body.

"I"

Chu Wanning waited, his nails near pinching on the stone pillars from the strain.

"Not really, but something rings a bell" Luo Xianxian murmured, "it was a man, he he"

Xue Meng on the other side is also anxious: "Think again."

Luo Xianxian struggled to remember: "I was so confused that I couldn't really see his face, but I heard his voice, which had a bit of a northern accent as if it were"

"Ah" she suddenly exclaimed with a look of fear on her face, "I remember it's him it's him orange stealing oranges"

"What oranges stealing oranges, nonsense" muttered Xue Meng.

But Chu Wanning immediately understood that she was referring to the madman she had met as a child who had cut down an orange tree

Linyi There are men, twenty hearts are dead.

Who is it

Linyi, could it be Confucianism School?

Yes

At that moment, however, a thunderclap exploded in the sky and the Zhenlong game, which was caged above Butterfly Town, suddenly glowed red.

Xue Zhengyong said, "No good" and immediately shouted, "Watch the coffins around you, for fear that the man who has set up the chess game has found out and is about to move."

Butterfly Town was suddenly flying in a cloud of sand and smoke.

The crowd of monks stood at attention, backs against each other, long swords to their chests.

Chu Wanning's eyes darkened and he said to Luo Xianxian, "Get up, you have a white seed inside you left behind by that man, don't be subject to him again, I will drive it out for you, after the white seed is gone, you will leave immediately and go to hell for reincarnation, you must not stay in the mortal world any longer"

With that, he slapped his palm in the air towards Luo Xianxian's heart.

However, when the spirit passed through, it did not feel the power of the white pieces of Zhenlong's game.

Chu Wanning was suddenly struck by a chill, and in a flash of lightning he sensed the danger almost subconsciously and said to Luo Xianxian, "Go!"

It's too late.

"Ah."

Only a shrill scream was heard.

In the heart of the Zhenlong chess formation in the sky, a bloody light struck down, striking the body made of Luo Xianxian willow vine with thunderous force.

"Boom."

Fire and light bullying the sky

" Luo Xianxian "

The young girl's figure quickly became distorted in the sea of fire, and dimly, a wisp of fragrant spirit rose into the sky, mingling with the scorched and smelly smoke.

The soul and the smoke tremble around, the smoke and the soul condense together.

Where Luo Xianxian had been standing, a formation of turquoise light suddenly shot up into the sky

"Wood Spirit Essence"

Chu Wanning's blood faded cleanly in a flash, and his gaze was fierce and vicious. He had thought wrongly that Luo Xianxian must have been a person with a very high wood aura in her life, and that the person behind it was not feeding the wood Pinching Willow with gold, fire, water and earth, but waiting for the grievances to converge into a thunderbolt and strike Luo Xianxian's body, so that her The spirit of resentment will become the source of Pinching Willow's temporary life.

The five spirits of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are all present.

Anything he wants to do, he can do right now

Chu Wanning Looking up at the sky, each man looked above, the wooden leaves were depressed and for a time it was terribly calm.

And then, all of a sudden.

The Earth Trembles

It is almost like the ancient city of Lin'an that Mo Ran and his team once saw in the Peach Blossom Yard vision.

Above Butterfly Town, a huge purple-black gaping hole was torn open, which seemed to be wrapped in a myriad of blood, disease and grievances, like a demon's eye, slowly opening.

Li Wuxin pointed at the rift and shouted in a trembling voice, "The boundaries of the infernal hells have broken, broken"

" Butterfly Town The vault of heaven above has split and the gates of the ghost world are open "