Ning nest formation, acquisition is the intention of the tired bird returning to the forest and hiding in the nest at sunset.

When the formation was activated, nothing abnormal could be seen with the naked eye, and everything was extremely calm. Even if Li Fenglan didn't understand this formation, it would be difficult for him to discover it in a short time.

Li Fenglan still sat there without moving. He looked at the sword forest in the distance, as if he was really just blowing the warm wind here and dazed.

But this is only on the surface, in fact Li Fenglan's heart is not peaceful.

...Master, have you decided to do it yet?

Li Fenglan couldn't help laughing at herself.

In the previous life, he was wrong like Duan Qianli, and he could recognize himself, but it happened to be his most respected and trusted master, who still wanted to put himself to death in another life. Why did Li Fenglan never know that Qiu Wanyou is such a persistent person?

Even if he knew that the master wanted to kill himself, and sacrificed his flesh and blood to Dongshan Yinhun Banner. But after realizing the existence of Ning Chao Formation, Li Fenglan's heart sank again.

He slowly supported his head with his hands, and closed his eyes, as if being blown by the warm wind to fall asleep.

Li Fenglan knew that Qiu Wanyou was looking at her somewhere.

And his current appearance is exactly the same as that of Li Fuyue in the previous life who was sleepy and dozing off after practicing sword.

The warm wind slowly blows up a wisp of blue silk that Li Fenglan draped behind her head, and her long hair rises up like a puff of blue smoke. Li Fenglan's appearance is seven or eight points similar to Li Fuyue. And after he closed his eyes, from a distance, it was exactly what Li Fuyue looked like when he was alive!

Standing outside the sword forest, Qiu Wanyou saw such a picture.

"Fuyue?" Qiu Wanyou, holding a long sword in his arms, couldn't help calling Li Fenglan's name softly.

But the next moment, he shook his head and told himself: "It's not him...the soul is different."

Li Fenglan didn't know that almost every time she saw her, Qiu Wanyou would test her soul. And his soul also told Qiu Wanyou again and again that the person in front of him was indeed an ordinary disciple named "Li Fenglan" in Tianmian Palace, not his apprentice Li Fuyue.

There really are two people in this world who are so alike.

"I'm sorry..." Qiu Wanyou, who always had the attitude of a fairy, suddenly said softly that he was saying sorry to Li Fenglan.

He thought, if Dongshan Soul-Inviting Banner did not exist, or if Lin Chaochen failed to attract Li Fuyue's remnant soul last time, he would not have done such a cruel thing. And will take good care of this little monk who has blood similar to Li Fuyue.

But Lin Chaochen succeeded.

In fact, with Qiu Wanyou's ability, he could have used Li Fenglan's blood to sacrifice Dongshan Yinhun Banner long ago. He didn't take action for a long time, not because he was not ready enough as he said to Lin Chaochen.

In the previous days, Qiu Wanyou had been struggling.

It was the news that Li Fuyue's soul was attracted that day, which completely made him make up his mind.

He wants Li Fuyue to come back, no matter what price he pays.

Unknowingly, Qiu Wanyou slowly hugged the long sword in his arms. He took one last look at Li Fenglan, forced to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, closed his eyes and recited the incantation to activate the formation.

The wind wall formed by spiritual power separates the inside and outside of the formation.

Qiu Wanyou didn't know, but at this moment, Li Fenglan, who had been closing her eyes and pretending to be asleep, slowly opened them and stood up.

He turned around and looked at where Qiu Wanyou was.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the open space that was still extremely quiet just now. It was not an ordinary wind, but the aura around it condensed into substance in an instant.

If an ordinary person stood here, it would only take one breath, and he would be turned into powder by the aura.

However, when the strong wind transformed by the spiritual energy blew, a faint golden light appeared around Li Fenglan, completely blocking the wind.

His sight fell into the sword forest - Li Fenglan knew that the so-called Ningchao Formation could only be practiced if one had to be proficient in formation technique and sword technique at the same time. This formation sounds like a gentle name, but it is actually the most dangerous sword formation in the world.

He can control all spirit swords around him.

Sure enough, at the moment when the strong wind blew, the long swords that had been lying quietly in the sword forest wailed one after another.

Seeing this, Li Fenglan couldn't help chuckling, he called out "Sword Come" softly, then held the original owner's sword in both hands and waited for the depths of the sword forest.

Qiu Wanyou's mantra has been recited once, and the long sword in his arms emits a dazzling silver light. As if echoing that sword, all the swords sleeping in the sword forest of Tianshui Palace woke up in an instant.

They were awakened by the Ning Chao Formation just to deal with Li Fenglan alone.

What a big fight. Maybe it's because I died once, and my mood is different. Facing the long swords coming at me, Li Fenglan still has the time to laugh at herself and thought - I have seen all kinds of big battles in my two lifetimes combined. up.

The speed of those flying swords was extremely fast, like lightning bolts flying out of the forest of swords. Not to mention ordinary people, even most of the sword cultivators in Tianmian Palace, in Li Fenglan's current position, couldn't see the figure of Feijian clearly.

But Li Fenglan could not only see the trajectory of the flying swords clearly, but even guess where they finally stabbed.

"boom!"

But in the blink of an eye, Li Fenglan drew out her sword and blocked the first flying sword that attacked her.

Then came the second, and the third.

In the sword forest of Tianshui Palace, there are a total of 9,900 spirit swords, which is no different from ten thousand swords.

But on Li Fenglan's face, there was no trace of fear.

In the last life, Qiu Wanyou said that his apprentice Li Fuyue was the person he thought most worthy of the title of "Sword Cultivator" in this world. Qiu Wanyou felt that the sharpest sword in the world should not have edges and corners, and the greatest swordsman should also be as gentle as water.

At that time, Li Fuyue was like this.

But after reliving his life, he may have finally changed.

The experience of the previous life told Li Fenglan that sometimes the "line of survival" does not come from the pity or trust of others, but can only be fought by oneself.

In the past, Li Fuyue died because of the distrust of the comprehension world, and even more because of his own negativity and abandonment.

But now, Li Fenglan will not be like this.

He never said it, but the words that Ling did not get tired of at the beginning: "If the cultivation world says that I want to do harm to the world, then it is better to show them what it is like to do harm to the world." But it has been affecting Li Fenglan invisibly .

And teach him to take all the initiative back into his own hands.

Flying swords struck him one after another, Li Fenglan didn't even frown.

The Ningchao Formation is already very powerful, not to mention that Qiu Wanyou, who is urging this formation, is still a monk who has already ascended. Li Fenglan doesn't know if he can beat the Ningchao Formation. He knocked down the flying sword that was coming towards him.

Those swords are fast, Li Fenglan's movements are even faster.

But there are too many spirit swords activated by the Ningchao Formation, even if Li Fenglan exhausted all his life's knowledge, he would still be injured inevitably.

The long sword cut through his flesh, but Li Fenglan continued to move her hands as if she didn't know the pain.

As a sword cultivator, how to use the long sword in his hand has long been engraved on his soul.

Therefore, when swinging the sword, Li Fenglan actually lost her mind.

—He remembered the millennium in the snowy Meizhou.

Qiu Wanyou practiced sword with him, took away the things he brought from home, and told him to forget the worldly troubles and pursue the Tao.

The other party was the person he trusted and admired the most in his previous life.

From the time he entered Tianmian Palace at the age of seventeen to the time he went out to practice at the age of three hundred, Qiu Wanyou was everything to him. Just like Lin Chaochen relied on his senior brother, Li Fenglan also relied on Qiu Wanyou.

Even at the last moment, when she knew that Qiu Wanyou had agreed to kill her with Yao Zhengzhong as a front, Li Fenglan never really hated him.

Because he knows that Master is a monk with the world in mind. The master has already ascended to the ascension, and after hearing that his apprentice went mad in the upper realm, he chose to stand on the side of the entire cultivation world, which is understandable.

But even if she could rationally understand why Master made such a decision, Li Fenglan still had some resentment in her heart.

Even at the moment before he died, he was like a naive child, with the idea of ​​punishing others with his own death, which made others heartbroken.

He thought: Will Qiu Wanyou feel sad when I die?

How stupid.

Li Fenglan is a person who is good at suppressing his emotions, just like he can suppress his nature for the sake of his identity as "the future master of Tianmian Palace". Even in her heart after rebirth, Li Fenglan was able to suppress her resentment towards Qiu Wanyou. If he doesn't think about it, he just pretends it doesn't exist.

But the emotions and resentment he had suppressed for a long time finally broke out at this time.

—Why do you want me to die when you live a new life? This time I obviously did nothing?

—Why do you not recognize me when we have been together day and night for thousands of years?

That's right, maybe in front of other people, Li Fenglan doesn't want them to recognize her, and wants to completely separate herself from her previous life.

But only here in Qiu Wanyou, he had some expectations.

However, at the moment when the Ningchao Formation was operating, all expectations were shattered.

The strong wind in the Ningchao formation blows away the tears from the corners of Li Fenglan's eyes.

If the group of people in the previous life saw Li Fenglan's appearance now, they would definitely be shocked - at this time, he was even crazier than when he was insane before.

Li Fenglan's white clothes were almost completely soaked with blood.

The wind wall condensed by spiritual power gradually thinned down, and the sky had completely darkened.

I don't know how long it took, but the speed of Ning Chao Formation finally slowed down. Although Li Fenglan's cultivation has almost recovered and her spirit is still strong, the original owner's body cannot compare with the body that he practiced sword day after day in his previous life.

So at this time, if it wasn't for her willpower, Li Fenglan might not even be able to lift her sword.

"Cough cough cough..." A stream of blood gushed from his throat, Li Fenglan wiped the blood away with her sleeve as if nothing had happened.

He swung his sword vigorously for the last time, and finally couldn't help supporting himself with the sword, half kneeling on the ground.

The wind wall of the Ningchao formation slowly dissipated, and the person standing in the distance operating the formation finally opened his eyes.

"It's impossible..." Qiu Wanyou opened his eyes wide, and he looked into Ning Chao's formation, "How could... how could I lose?"

He subconsciously put one hand on the hilt of the sword, instinctively wanting to finish off the man in front of him with one sword.

However, before he could make a move, Qiu Wanyou saw a **** figure half-kneeling in the center of the Ningchao formation.

He subconsciously took a step back, and still muttered the word "impossible".

He didn't know that Li Fenglan, who was half kneeling on the ground covered in blood, actually laughed at this moment.

Li Fenglan tried her best to stand up slowly.

Although the aura wind wall around the sword forest has disappeared, the aura brought by the long swords has not dissipated.

Because of the injury, most of Li Fenglan's protective qi dissipated, and the moment she got up, many tiny wounds appeared on her skin.

But Li Fenglan didn't care.

Covered in blood, even his face was covered with small wounds, he smiled at Qiu Wanyou, and then walked towards the man step by step.

In Qiu Wanyou's eyes, Li Fenglan seemed to have stepped out of a sea of ​​blood. Seeing Li Fenglan like this, Qiu Wanyou couldn't help taking a big step back.

His mind went blank.

But Li Fenglan was still heading towards Qiu Wanyou.

One step, two steps...

The distance between the master and apprentice seems to be shrinking.

But Qiu Wanyou felt that the **** man in front of him was getting away from him little by little.

In the end, Li Fenglan finally stopped opposite Qiu Wanyou.

He smiled at the other party again, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Qiu Wanyou Immortal Master." He also made a big gift.

"You—" Before Qiu Wanyou finished speaking, Li Fenglan stood up straight with her sword again.

Qiu Wanyou couldn't recognize herself.

If Li Fenglan wanted to live the peaceful life before, he could find a way to blame Ling Buyan for what happened just now, and Li Fenglan believed that Ling Buyan could definitely get through this matter for him.

But Li Fenglan didn't do that.

— Just like when his soul was scattered back then, he naively wanted to use his own death to punish the master and make him sad. This time, Li Fenglan, whose eyes were red and covered in blood, had a similar thought again.

Li Fenglan stood still, his mood was extremely calm at this moment, he slowly smiled at the person opposite, and then called him a second time.

"Master."

Master?

After Qiu Wanyou heard these four words, a "buzz" suddenly sounded in his ears. He stood still and couldn't move, even the long sword in his arms was almost unable to hold.

Qiu Wanyou didn't know how many times he had heard these four words in his life.

Even when he descended to the realm this time, and finally cooperated with Lin Chaochen, it was all for someone to be able to say these four words again.

But he has never been so afraid of hearing these four words like this moment.

What did this little monk named "Li Fenglan" call himself just now? How could he call me that?

In fact, at this time, deep in Qiu Wanyou's mind, there was already a very terrifying idea, but he, who had set up the Ningchao formation just now, instinctively rejected that idea.

—He is not afraid of Li Fuyue's resurrection, and even hopes that Li Fuyue will be resurrected. Qiu Wanyou thought that as long as Fuyue could be reborn, she would definitely make him forgive the things in her previous life, or wait for a forgiveness for thousands of years.

Qiu Wanyou is only afraid that Li Fenglan is Li Fuyue.

Because it means that he has made an irreparable mistake...

As a swordsman, Qiu Wanyou's hands are faster than his brain.

Hearing the words "Master Master" just now, the long sword that he had been holding in his arms all this time was unsheathed and rested on Li Fenglan's shoulder.

"you-"

Before Qiu Wanyou finished speaking, he saw the person standing opposite him suddenly smiled again, and then gently pushed the sword off his shoulder.

Li Fenglan didn't use much strength, and it was at this time that Qiu Wanyou realized that her hand was almost out of strength, and she was almost unable to hold the sword steadily.

"Master, you want to say that I don't deserve to call you 'Master'?" Li Fenglan laughed at herself and said, "This 'Jiang Jiang' is rarely stained with blood, but now, it is stained with my blood..."

Although Qiu Wanyou's sword did not hurt Li Fenglan, Li Fenglan was covered in blood at this moment, and as soon as the sword touched his shoulder, most of it was stained red with blood.

"Say, what did you say?" At this moment, all Qiu Wanyou's attention was on the word "Ji Jiang".

——Different from Li Fuyue's world-famous "Law Karma", this long sword is often held in Qiu Wanyou's arms. Only two people in the entire cultivation world know its name.

"Jiangjiang" is the spiritual sword passed down by the Qiu family, and the name of the sword is the same as the Qiu family's ancestral grave in the mortal world. Therefore, in order to avoid taboo, Qiu Wanyou never told anyone the name of this sword—except his great apprentice Li Fuyue.

"Let me say," Li Fenglan stared firmly into Qiu Wanyou's eyes, and said word by word, "Master, draw Jiangjian."

Qiu Wanyou was born in a cultivating family, and was raised according to the requirements of immortals since childhood. He often has an appearance of neither joy nor sorrow, and even Li Fuyue, who has been with him for a long time, has gradually acquired this habit.

But after hearing what Li Fenglan said just now, Qiu Wanyou completely lost his composure.

The Jiang Jiang Sword in his hand, which he treasured so much, fell heavily to the ground.

"Fu... Fuyue?" At this moment, extreme joy and fear struck Qiu Wanyou together, and his voice even changed because of the shock.

How could it be, how could Fuyue be alive?

How could he become an ordinary monk in Tianshui Palace?

...But I have clearly explored his soul.

Qiu Wanyou felt that life had played a huge joke on herself.

He didn't expect to hear this, but the person standing opposite him shook his head, Li Fenglan said: "Now, you should call me 'Feng Lan', after all, Li Fuyue is dead." His tone was so light.

The aura caused by the Ningchao Formation hadn't dissipated yet, and the cuff of Li Fenglan's white dress was suddenly cut, but he didn't seem to see it.

The person standing opposite Li Fenglan shook his head lightly, and the little white jade on his forehead also shook accordingly.

Li Fenglan seemed to guess what Qiu Wanyou was thinking, he smiled lightly and said: "Master wants to say, you have tested my spirit, am I not Li Fuyue?"

Qiu Wanyou pursed her lips and said nothing.

"So Immortal Master Qiu Wanyou, you only recognize that familiar soul, isn't it me?" Li Fenglan finally spoke out the words she wanted to ask.

At this time, he felt much more relaxed.

Li Fenglan really wants to know, Qiu Wanyou has been with her day and night for thousands of years, does he recognize him as himself, or the familiar spirit?

How ridiculous.

"I..." At this moment, Qiu Wanyou's lips trembled, his light-colored pupils were illuminated by the moonlight, and the panic in them could not be hidden.

That's right, the little monk named "Li Fenglan" in front of him clearly has about 70% similar appearance to his apprentice, even has the same habits, and also raises the same ferocious beast. He has discovered all this a long time ago, but why didn't he Do you think he is Li Fuyue?

At this moment, Li Fenglan slowly bent down and picked up the sword on the ground.

He said softly: "Master and I have only gone out of the sect together once, and that is to go to the 'Jijiang River' in the mortal world to pay homage to your family. Don't be disturbed, even the descendants of the family can only find that place by drawing Jiangjian. I still remember..."

While talking, Li Fenglan gently stroked the body of Ji Jiangjian, his expression was very gentle, as if he remembered that period of the past again.

Just like what Li Fenglan said, there were only the two of them at that time of worship, even at that time Qiu Wanyou hadn't accepted Lin Chaochen as his disciple.

Who else could this person in front of him be, if not Li Fuyue, whom he had thought about for thousands of years?

Li Fuyue came back, the person he had thought about for a thousand years was still alive!

He didn't die...nor did he completely dissipate into the world.

"It's you, Fuyue..." At this moment, ecstasy finally diluted the shock and fear, Qiu Wanyou instinctively took two steps forward, he stretched out his hand, as if to wipe off the blood on Li Fenglan's face.

But his movement was dodged by Li Fenglan.

This time, it was Li Fenglan who took two steps back.

His eyes were extremely cold.

"In my last life, I became obsessed, and the world said that anyone who is obsessed can't control himself and will cause harm to the world, so he wants to kill me," Li Fenglan smiled. He looked at Qiu Wanyou again. Said, "In this life, I was so similar to 'Li Fuyue', but you all couldn't recognize me."

"It turns out that all of you only look at the appearance..." Li Fenglan didn't know whether she was speaking to Qiu Wanyou or herself.

Whether it's a madness or this strange spirit, all these are appearances, but the people around him only believe in such appearances.

"No, no—listen to me, I just... want to see you so much." Qiu Wanyou didn't know what he was talking about, he could only feel that something important was leaving him.

Li Fenglan didn't speak, he picked up the Jiang Jiang sword in his hand little by little, and put it gently in Qiu Wanyou's hand.

"What are you going to do?" Qiu Wanyou opened his eyes wide in horror.

He found that he couldn't see through the person in front of him after not seeing him for a thousand years.

Li Fenglan's expression was extremely solemn, and he said: "I'm still me. Master knows that none of the monks in this world who have gone mad can recover. Maybe I will change back to my previous appearance tomorrow. So you can now Inform the Three Realms of my identity, and you can also kill me—if you can."

The former exiled immortal who seemed unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow slowly lowered his head to look at the long sword in his hand.

His hands were trembling, and he could barely hold the sword.

Qiu Wanyou knew that being able to say these words meant that the person in front of him was completely disappointed in him... and everything was caused by him himself.

"Master, draw your sword. For the peace of the cultivation world, you should draw your sword." Li Fenglan said softly.