The Whole Cultivation World Wants To Revive The Venerable Chapter 4

Chapter 4

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After finishing the sentence just now, the man caressed Li Fenglan’s long hair with great interest.

But Li Fenglan took two steps back subconsciously and said: “Shi Shu has not been in the sect, so of course you don’t know.”

Mo Shenyu had been wandering the world, so he didn’t know his Shi Zhi at all.

“That’s right.” The man smiled, took his hand back, and nodded in approval. He sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea in a very unobtrusive manner.

Li Fenglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn’t know what Mo Shenyu saw just now, or if he had any other purposes.

In other words, Li Fenglan didn’t understand Mo Shenyu.

The man in front of him played games around the world and never played his cards according to normal. Whenever facing him, Li Fenglan always felt like a prey being played by a big cat.

Obviously, in his previous life, when he was chased and killed by the masters of the cultivation world, he didn’t feel this way…

Mo Shenyu despised Miguang Mountain for being boring. After drinking that cup of tea, he stood up, it seemed that he was going to find fun elsewhere .

And just when Li Fenglan sent the man in purple to the door, Mo Shenyu suddenly turned around, winked at him and said with a smile: “I remember that Fenglan was seriously injured once, and since then has stopped at foundation establishment and can’t do anything about cultivation.”

Li Fenglan nodded, he didn’t understand why Mo Shenyu suddenly brought up this matter.

“So Shi Zhi, it’s better to let go of your obsession and go see the world to be at ease.”

——It turned out that Mo Shenyu thought that Li Fenglan was unwilling to reconcile after being injured, so he worked hard and practiced hard, and his swordsmanship became outstanding?

But having said that, only Mo Shenyu would persuade people not to practice in Tianmian Palace.

Even Li Fenglan, who considered himself a salty fish, was willing to bow down in terms of mentality.

After saying that, Mo Shenyu turned around and left.

Looking at his back gradually going away, Li Fenglan couldn’t help but think that as a Shi Shu, eight out of ten sentences of his were jokes, but the sentence of persuading him not to cultivate hard was definitely sincere.

After all, Mo Shenyu himself was like that.

It’s just that it was mentioned in “Tianmian Daosheng” that although Mo Shenyu was unwilling to cultivate hard, he had outstanding talent and his cultivation level was unpredictable.

People like him urging others to let go of their obsessions sounded a little bit harsh.

Li Fenglan was cautious in doing things, until he saw Mo Shenyu leave Miguang Mountain and his figure completely disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds, then did he turn back to the house.

After closing the door tightly, Li Fenglan took out the qiankun bag left by the original’s master.

There were a lot of spiritual stones in this bag. Li Fenglan’s spiritual roots were completely useless, and he cannot support the operation of a formation with his own strength. Thanks to his Qiankun bag, he would be able to deploy the formation smoothly.

Speaking of which, the master of the original owner started his retreat before Li Fenglan was reborn. Five years was very short for a cultivator, and Li Fenglan didn’t know when his master would come out.

In the original owner’s memory, although his master adopted a half-set free model for his disciples, he was always generous.

Especially after the original owner was injured, the master gave him a lot of self-defense spiritual treasures.

So while taking out the contents of the Qiankun bag, it was rare for Li Fenglan to sincerely say thank you to his master in retreat in his heart.

The next moment Li Fenglan frowned and cut his finger with the spirit sword he just took out.

The man slowly closed his eyes and chanted the incanttaion, blood dripping onto the ground drop by drop.

The dark red runes magically formed from the spiritual power covering the ground in an instant.

Looking out of the window, Miguang Mountain suddenly flashed a red light, which gradually disappeared after a long time.

The small building returned to its usual appearance.

The man standing in the middle of the room slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

The formation was finally ready.

Cheng Duan’s cultivation was stolen from Li Fuyue, he will not cherish it, let alone study any array technique.

This formation was not complicated, but Li Fenglan believed that it was more than enough to deal with Cheng Duan’s clone puppet.

It was night, and the small building on the hillside of Miguang Mountain seemed to have fallen asleep along with the dense forest.

No one saw a dark red sword light suddenly cross the night sky and disappeared into the forest.

Lying on the bed, Li Fenglan gently closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

At this moment, a dark red figure suddenly appeared in this small building.

Cheng Duan’s avatar puppet really came just as Li Fenglan guessed.

Unlike in the daytime, the man standing in the small building had sharp eyebrows, full of killing intent.

He paused for a moment, and without hesitation for even a second, he conjured a dagger from his hand and walked towards the bed.

Li Fenglan was unusually stable when he was sleeping, with his hands resting lightly on the quilt. A ray of moonlight happened to come in from outside the window. From a distance, these white and graceful hands seemed to be formed by the condensed moonlight.

Seeing this, the man in red couldn’t help but pause.

He planned to directly cut Li Fenglan’s wrist with the dagger, and draw the opponent’s blood into his body.

But after seeing those hands, the man in red couldn’t help but look upwards.

Li Fenglan had a hideous dark purple scar on his face, so he wore a veiled hat during the day. Now that there was no veil to cover him, the man in red could finally see his face clearly.

Pale and fragile.

These two words rushed into the mind of the man in red in an instant.

The man’s facial features were extremely delicate, and under the moonlight, they were so beautiful that they were somewhat illusory. And the dark purple scar on his face in contrast seemed to be particularly ferocious.

The man in red froze here on the spot. Apart from the extreme collision of beauty and ugliness, he actually saw a bit of that man’s shadow on Li Fenglan’s body.

“Li Fuyue…” As his avatar, he naturally had memories of the past.

In fact, the original owner had no blood relationship with Li Fuyue in the previous life. The reason why Li Fenglan’s face was similar to his in the previous life was only because his spirit was too powerful, which gradually affected his appearance.

Seeing this face which was somewhat similar to Li Fuyue’s, the man in red standing by the bed finally remembered today’s business.

——He wanted to exchange blood with Li Fenglan.

No matter how much the person in front of him looked like Li Fuyue, he was not him.

He could not even allow people similar to Li Fuyue to exist in this world.

Cheng Duan walked to the side of the bed expressionlessly, then leaned over and cut Li Fenglan’s wrist without hesitation.

Hiss…it hurts.

Li Fenglan couldn’t help but secretly curse Cheng Duan in his heart, and made a note of this thief.

Drops of blood rolled down from Li Fenglan’s wrist.

Li Fenglan’s wrist was slender and pale, so the bright red blood beads were particularly conspicuous.

Cheng Duan was stunned for a moment.

Just when he took a deep breath and was about to cut his wrist, with a “tick”, another drop of blood hit the ground.

At the next moment, dense dark red lines suddenly appeared on the black ground, which looked extremely strange.

“What is this!” Cheng Duan couldn’t help but widen his eyes, wanting to step back.

However, before he could move, the dark red lines on the ground had already “sprouted”, locking Cheng Duan’s body like vines.

At this time, Li Fenglan who was lying on the bed finally opened his eyes slowly, got up and sat on the side of the bed.

Cheng Duan was imprisoned in place by the red spiritual power. He gritted his teeth fiercely, and asked Li Fenglan with a slightly trembling voice: “Who the h*ll are you?”

The man sitting by the bed was dressed in white. The clothes and his whole face had been illuminated with the red light.

Li Fenglan’s delicate facial features became more and more brilliant. Even the originally hideous scars have turned into decorations at this moment.

He didn’t answer Cheng Duan’s question, coughed twice, leaned against the flower lattice beside the bed and said, “You are not Cheng Duan’s real body.” 

Before Li Fenglan finished speaking, the man opposite used his dagger to stab out.

However, the weird vines growing from the ground had already spread to the man’s chest, and before the dagger touched Li Fenglan, his upper body could no longer move.

Not only that, the true energy in Cheng Duan’s body went retrograde again, and his chest hurt like fire.

Li Fenglan stood up slowly, and effortlessly drew the dagger from the man in red.

“Immortal Lord Cheng, why did you, a distinguished guest, come to Miguang Mountain in the middle of the night?” Li Fenglan asked with a smile while playing with the dagger.

Of course, the man in red would not answer Li Fenglan’s question. The existence of the formation that trapped him had already clearly told him: Li Fenglan knows his plan.

Or… everything in front of him was simply a trap set up by Li Fenglan.

“Who the h*ll are you?!” Cheng Duan asked again with an extremely frightened expression.

The man could feel that the spiritual power in his body was actually being lost bit by bit…it seemed to be sucked away by…this weird formation.

The retrograde of true energy became more and more violent, and the drop of blood on the chest of the man in red seemed to be boiling.

At this moment, the dagger in Li Fenglan’s hand finally landed slowly on the man’s chest.

He raised his head, smiled and said, “Me? I’m just the master of your heart’s blood…”

The hands and feet of the man in red became extremely cold in an instant, and even breathing became difficult.

He looked at the opposite person incredulously, and with a broken breath in his throat, he finally said the name after a long while: “Li, Li Fuyue…”

At the same time, in the shadow hall of Mingxin Sect.

The man in the red jade brocade robe spat out a mouthful of blood. He, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

The man’s brows and eyes were raised slightly, and his lips were still stained with blood, making him look bright and seductive.

The stone bell in the hall rang quickly, and Cheng Duan knew at a glance that something had happened to his avatar.

But the man didn’t have time to think about what happened to the clone.

Because of his influence, the true energy of Cheng Duan’s body also began to collide indiscriminately in his body.

It felt like a stabbing knife, and it was extremely painful, but in addition to the pain, Cheng Duan actually slowly pressed his hand on his chest and then laughed.

Pain and happiness intertwined on his face, which looked very strange.

Cheng Duan was afraid of the retrograde qi, and he was even more afraid that his heart would be broken if he couldn’t bear the retrograde qi.

And the reason why he laughed was because it was also only at this moment that Cheng Duan could clearly notice that Li Fuyue’s Dao Heart was still “living” in his body.

Cheng Duan was the youngest child of the Sect Master of the Mingxin Sect. He had never concealed that he was an ambitious person who would do anything to achieve his goals.

But it was a pity that Cheng Duan kong was empty with ambitions.

His spiritual root was mediocre, even if he took pills for meals, Cheng Duan’s cultivation still stagnated completely after developing his nascent soul.

Cheng Duan always thought that it would be fine if he was born in an ordinary family, had no contact with cultivation, or was not the son of the Mingxin sect’s Sect Master.

In this way, he would never have a chance to see Dao in his life, let alone know the vastness of the world.

But Cheng Duan knew it.

He thought that his sense of powerlessness and despair was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Until that day, a secret realm opened.

Legend has it that there was an ancient sacred tree growing in the secret realm, as long as you eat the spiritual fruit on the tree, you can cleanse your tendons and cut your marrow, and develop a heavenly root.

Of course Cheng Duan would not miss this opportunity.

This secret place was very dangerous, Cheng Duan went there with the disciples of Mingxin Sect.

Those disciples had higher cultivation bases than him, so it was better to say that they entered the secret realm together to protect him than to explore the secret realm together.

It’s a pity that even so, before arriving at the location of the legendary ancient sacred tree, the rest of the team still died on the way.

Thousands of years have passed, and Cheng Duan still cannot forget the scene of that day.

He stood in front of a huge black mountain with a long sword in his hand, and after a few seconds he began to retreat quickly.

At this moment, the mountain moved unexpectedly. It was only at this time that the people in front of the “mountain” could see clearly that it was not a mountain, but a fierce beast lying on the ground!

When the beast saw Cheng Duan, its golden vertical pupils flickered twice, then it opened its bloody mouth and quickly came towards Cheng Duan.

This was an immortal-level ferocious beast, whose power was almost equal to that of a human cultivator who was at the ascension stage.

There was no doubt that Cheng Duan would die.

Even though he knew he couldn’t avoid it, the man still gritted his teeth and wanted to use his flying sword to escape from here.

After seeing his movements, the fierce beast only slapped it lightly with its tail, and Cheng Duan fell from the sky.

Lying on the ground, he could feel the entire continent trembling due to the movement of the beast.

Cheng Duan was not a person who accepted his fate easily, but at this moment he couldn’t help but close his eyes.

However, while closing his eyes, he heard a deafening roar.

The next moment, the ground shook.

When the man opened his eyes, he saw the huge black beast stagger back, and finally fall straight to the ground.

“This is…” Cheng Duan had never seen such a scene before.

It took a few seconds until the smoke and dust cleared before he could see clearly that someone had pierced the throat of the beast with a sword.

Even Cheng Duan had never seen such a powerful force.

Li Fuyue, who was dressed in white clothes even whiter than snow, wiped off the blood on the long sword, and walked slowly towards Cheng Duan.

And it was at this moment that Cheng Duan fell in love with the person in front of him.

—Yes, love.

Cheng Duan had always known that he loved Li Fuyue.

Just as he was equally aware that while he was in love, he was also deeply jealous of Li Fuyue.

That time Li Fuyue not only healed him, but even after knowing Cheng Duan’s purpose, he took him to find the ancient sacred tree without thinking of it as being troublesome.

It’s a pity that after they arrived, the two discovered that the tree had been dead for thousands of years.

In the end, although they didn’t find the spiritual fruit, Li Fuyue still sent Cheng Duan safely out of the secret realm.

It was also on this journey that Cheng Duan realized that Li Fuyue, who was well-known in the cultivation world, had a cold face but a warm heart, not distant as the rumors say.

The more Li Fuyue was like this, the more intense the strange fire in Cheng Duan’s heart burned.

Mingxin Sect’s disciples were afraid of him and avoided him, and no one would be friends with him.

Only Li Fuyue was different.

——When a person is far away from you, you will never be jealous of him. But when he breaks into your life suddenly, it will give you an illusion that they are within reach.

Cheng Duan was like this.

He felt that he seemed to be able to pick the bright moon from the sky.

The closer Li Fuyue was to him, the more jealous he became.

The seeds of love and jealousy germinated together, intertwined, took root and grew, inseparably.

“Li Fuyue, Li Fuyue…” Cheng Duan’s heart had never felt so painful.

He fell slowly to the ground with a sickly smile on his face.

He put his hand on his heart, feeling the trembling.

The man knew that something must have happened to his avatar going to Tianmian Palace, but he had no time to take care of it now.

Cheng Duan’s hair was loose, and he was lying on the ground laughing and calling that name softly.

So what? But he got what he wanted.

He had gained strength and they were one… Li Fuyue.

In the small building on Miguang Mountain in Tianmian Palace, Li Fenglan only gave the man in red a cold look, and the next moment he stabbed the dagger into Cheng Duan’s flesh with a blank expression.

At this moment, a drop of blood broke through the man’s chest and slowly fell into Li Fenglan’s palm.

This is what he had in mind.

The man in red was motionless for an instant, frozen as if his spirit had been lost.

Seeing that the thing he wanted was already in his hands, Li Fenglan slowly clenched his heart, and the next moment, the thing disappeared from his palm and returned to the owner’s body.

The originally broken spiritual roots showed signs of growth, and a red mark suddenly appeared on Li Fenglan’s forehead.

But only for a moment and then the red mark disappeared again.

The formation in the room continued to operate, and the red light was triumphant.

A dazzling light flashed, the red “vines” disappeared little by little, and Cheng Duan, who had lost his support, slowly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Li Fenglan couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then couldn’t help coughing lightly. He didn’t have a liking for Cheng Duan, the person who bit the hand that fed him and stole his Dao heart.

The formation just now disturbed the true energy in the man in red.

If an outsider were to come to see him, they would think he was seriously injured and died because of the sudden retrograde qi in his body, and the uncontrollable bleeding from his heart that broke out of his body.

The method of death had been planned. What Li Fenglan had to do now was to deal with the knife wound on his chest, and then throw the corpse in front of him to another place overnight, completely disregarding his relationship with this matter.

After all, as long as they see this corpse, people should be able to see that the man in red in front of them was just a puppet, and the person who stole his cultivation…

The world of cultivation will definitely be messed up because of this incident. For a while, Li Fenglan didn’t want to be involved.

It’s a pity that Li Fenglan accidentally forgot one thing when doing it:

His current body was not an ordinary bad.

The formation just now consumed a lot of his spiritual energy, and Li Fenglan had not fully absorbed that drop of blood.

So just when he was about to dispose of the corpse, Li Fenglan’s forehead suddenly felt a stabbing pain.

He took two steps back involuntarily, then fell heavily on the bed and fell unconscious.

It’s over…

Li Fenglan’s last thought before he fell into a coma was: there is a corpse lying in the middle of my room, and the knife wound on the corpse has not been treated in time.

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