Chapter 145 Chapter 146, Wan Jing's Curse, Mother-Daughter Revenge clang clang clang clang... In the small building, there was a sound of metal clashing, as dense as a sudden rain. Dugu Feng's body was like a phantom, moving and flying around the low couch at an astonishing speed. The light of his sword was like lightning in a rainy night, stabbing at Ouyang Feng non-stop. Although there was obviously only one person, with his astonishing body skills and fast sword, he created a strong sense of oppression as if a storm was coming from all directions. Unfortunately, no matter which direction she swung her sword from, no matter where she would stab next, Ouyang Feng seemed to be able to predict the future and was aware of her sword moves clearly. He could always easily block her attack by casually swinging the long sword in his hand. After attacking with hundreds of swords in one breath, Dugu Feng realized that the quick sword was useless, so he suddenly changed his sword skills. The sword light became real and unreal, just like the drizzle on the street, seemingly gentle and soft, but in fact it was continuous and dense, penetrating every pore. But Ouyang Feng remained unmoved. He sat upright on the couch, swinging his sword freely. Although his moves were simple and plain, he was always able to easily resolve Dugu Feng's exquisite sword skills that were difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. After more than a hundred moves, Dugu Feng's sword path changed again. The long sword seemed to turn into wind, sometimes like an intoxicating spring breeze, sometimes like a raging hurricane, and sometimes like a painful north wind that scraped the bones. Wherever the wind blew, it seemed to be able to peel off people's bones and flesh, and shatter everything into pieces. But this wind-like swordsmanship still couldn't do anything to Ouyang Feng. Amid the pleasant sound of metal clashing, Ouyang Feng calmly swung his sword, seemingly slowly but actually quickly dissolving Dugu Feng's clever moves one by one. Dugu Feng was still not discouraged, and the sword force turned into the Yangtze River, surging endlessly. Her petite body seemed to contain infinite spirit, and the sword energy was like layers of waves, surging and surging. Unfortunately, they still couldn't break through Ouyang Feng's iron wall-like defense.
Even Dugu Feng, who had been on the offensive, had gradually become breathless, his cheeks gradually turned red, his chest heaving, and beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. It's not that the consumption is too great. In fact, her skills are quite profound. With her skills, she can fight for a whole day and night without changing her expression or breathing hard. The reason why she appeared to be exhausted was that when the swords collided, the true strength she attached to the swords would always disappear inexplicably, and then bounce back even more violently at the next collision. It wasn't a big deal at first, but as the swords clashed more and more, she was gradually overwhelmed by the rebounding force, which made her muscles and bones numb, her qi and blood disordered, and her inner energy boiling. Finally, after more than a hundred moves, when the swords collided again, Dugu Feng felt a pain in his fingers and palms, and he instantly lost his strength. He could no longer control the sword, and it flew out with a whoosh, and with a thud, it pierced deeply into the beam of the house, all the way to the handle. Dugu Feng's chest rose and fell violently, and he took a deep breath for a while before he clasped his fists and bowed to Ouyang Feng, saying with admiration on his face: "Mr. Ouyang has unparalleled magical powers. I admire him!" Although she is good at martial arts, she is also upright. She will admit defeat and will not be stubborn. Ouyang Feng did not stand up or move, and did not even take the initiative to attack her. He was just defending the whole time. In the end, he not only calmly blocked all of her ever-changing attacks, but also relied on the recoil force to make her lose her energy and her sword fall out of her hand. Such unfathomable and peerless martial arts naturally convinced her. Ouyang Feng nodded slightly and said: "Miss Feng's swordsmanship is also exquisite and outstanding, which is breathtaking." Dugu Feng smiled brightly: "Sir, there is no need to comfort me. I know myself that my swordsmanship is still inferior to Wan Jing's." Shan Wanjing leaped up, helped Dugu Feng take down the long sword, handed it back to her, and said with a smile: "But I don't behave any better than you do in front of you, sir." Dugu Feng pretended to be displeased and said angrily: "If that's the case, why didn't you warn me before? I was forced to overestimate my own abilities and embarrass myself in front of Master Ouyang." Shan Wanjing smiled and said: "With your martial arts-obsessed personality, even if I warn you, will you really stop?" Dugu Feng thought about it and said seriously: "will not." "That's it." Shan Wanjing gently pushed her and said, "You've had a great time fighting today. The lessons learned from this fight are enough for you to savor for a while. It's getting late, shouldn't you go back?"
Dugu Feng opened her eyes wide and looked at her with a look of heartache: "Wan Jing, a few times ago, you and I discussed swordplay until midnight, and then we even slept together and even discussed martial arts all night long...Now that Master Ouyang is here, you don't want to be my good friend anymore, and you're even impatient to drive me away?" Shan Wanjing rolled her eyes at her unhappily: "This is your house. If you don't want to leave, can I chase you away? Well, if you want to fight with me, I will accompany you tonight." Dugu Feng then chuckled, took Shan Wanjing's hand and shook it, "Since Wanjing, you still have me as your good friend in your heart... then I'd better not be a bad person." After saying that, he bowed to Ouyang Feng again: "Thank you for your teachings, sir. I'll take my leave now!" He gave Shan Wanjing another ambiguous look, then walked out briskly with his sword in hand. When leaving, he was considerate enough to close the door for the two of them. Shan Wanjing listened attentively for a while, and confirmed that Dugu Feng had gone far away, then she came to Ouyang Feng, sat back on his lap, put her hands on his shoulders, and said softly: "Sir, Feng'er is gone." Ouyang Feng calculated the time and it was not yet midnight. He felt that even if Dugu Feng left, tonight would not be so smooth, so he put his arm around her slender waist and said: "hold on." Shan Wanjing's eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes were slightly surprised: "What are you waiting for?" "I don't know." Ouyang Feng said truthfully: "I just think there might be more visitors." "How could that be? Only Feng'er knows that I live here. Oh, Shangguan Long also knows." "In that case, your residence is no longer a secret. Who knows, someone you know might come looking for you." Shan Wanjing pursed her lips and smiled, "How could it be such a coincidence?" As soon as the voice fell, a familiar female voice came from outside the small building: "Wanjing, have you rested?" Hearing this, Shan Wanjing was shocked, "Mother?" She quickly got off Ouyang Feng's legs, ran to the terrace and looked down. She saw a young woman in a black dress and with an elegant temperament standing in front of the small building under the moonlight. It was her mother, Madam Dongming Shan Meixian. Shan Wanjing jumped down to the small building, took Shan Meixian's hand and asked: "Mother, why are you here?" Shan Meixian said with a smile: "After sending that batch of goods back to Ryukyu, mother prepared another batch of goods and sent them to the Central Plains to sell. Afterwards, she took in some orphans killed by the war in Jiangdu, and asked Ruyin and the others to sail the Dongming back to Ryukyu. Then she came to Luoyang to find you." "Then how did you know I lived here?" "I asked Shangguan Long." Shan Wanjing was a little speechless, and murmured: "Sir, you are right. This place is indeed not a secret anymore." Shan Meixian blinked and asked: "Is the sir here already?" As she spoke, she suddenly sensed something and looked upstairs, seeing Ouyang Feng holding the terrace railing and looking down at her. A hint of surprise flashed across Shan Meixian's eyes, and she bowed to Ouyang Feng: "I didn't know you were here, sir. Please don't blame me for disturbing your rest." "No problem." Ouyang Feng said, "I didn't even take a break just now. Come in and talk." "Yes, mother, come in." Shan Wanjing took Shan Meixian's arm and led her into the small building, went straight to the third-floor hall, and hurriedly made tea for her.
Ouyang Feng looked at this beauty with snowy skin and youthful face, who looked only about 21 or 22 years old. Her facial features were quite similar to Shan Wanjing's, but her eyebrows and eyes were more charming and graceful, and her chest and hips were more plump and full. He said: "Madam, did your trip go smoothly?" Shan Meixianling curled her lips slightly and said sweetly: "I have many acquaintances in the Central Plains. If I encounter a rogue, I can send him away. This trip to Luoyang is smooth and easy." Shan Wanjing handed the teacup to Shan Meixian and said: "Mother, you have come at the right time. The contemporary heir of Cihang Jingzhai and the Heshi Bi will soon appear in Luoyang. Luoyang will surely be in turmoil and full of heroes. Even if you don't like fighting, you can still see a lot of excitement." Shan Meixian said with a smile: "Then mother should take a good look at it." The mother and daughter talked for a while. Shan Wanjing took Shan Meixian and was about to arrange a room for her when a familiar female voice suddenly came from outside the small building: "Master Ouyang, I am sorry for my intrusive visit. Please forgive me." Upon hearing this, Shan Meixian's expression changed, her pupils showed shock and a hint of resentment. Shan Wanjing also frowned, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes. But before the three of them could speak, the man who had spoken came uninvited, flew straight to the terrace, and walked into the hall from the terrace. Shan Wanjing glanced at her mother carefully and saw that her face was as gloomy as water and her eyes were dark. She immediately glared at the woman in white clothes, with a heavy veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of deep eyes, and a slender figure and graceful figure, and asked: "What are you here for?" The person who came was actually the Queen of Yin, Zhu Yuyan. Zhu Yuyan seemed to have known that Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing were both here, and she did not show the slightest surprise. When she looked at Shan Meixian, a meaningful look flashed in her deep eyes, and she glanced at Shan Wanjing as if inadvertently. Just this one look made Shan Meixian tremble slightly, and the resentment in her eyes turned into suspicion and guilt. A smile flashed across Zhu Yuyan's eyes. She ignored Shan Meixian and Shan Wanjing and just looked at Ouyang Feng with a smile in her eyes. She said softly: "Since leaving for Chang'an last year, Master Ouyang disappeared without a trace. Xiao Wanjing also traveled all by herself from Chang'an to Jiangdu, and then took a boat back to Ryukyu from Jiangdu... More than half a year has passed, and even with our Yingui Sect's spies all over the world, we have not been able to find out any news about Master. Unexpectedly, after the Jiangdu mutiny, Master suddenly appeared on the Dongming ship as if he had fallen from the sky, and even demonstrated a... magical spell to my senior brother." At this point, even with her state of mind, she couldn't help but reveal a hint of deep surprise and inquiry in her eyes when she looked at Ouyang Feng: "After the trip to Jiangdu, the young master disappeared again, and Xiao Wanjing came to Luoyang alone again. Afterwards, without any signs, the young master seemed to fall from the sky and appeared out of thin air in Luoyang City..." Hearing this, Ouyang Feng said calmly: "What does the Queen want to say?" Zhu Yuyan said leisurely: "Wan Jing acted alone twice, and her itinerary was completely under the control of my Yingui Sect. Mei Xian's whereabouts from Jiangdu to Luoyang were also not out of the reach of my Yingui Sect. At the beginning, the young master and Wan Jing went from Dongping to Jingling, and then to Xiangyang, Luoyang, and Chang'an. My Yingui Sect was able to roughly detect their whereabouts. It was for this reason that I caught up with the young master in the deserted village of Jingling. But..." She stared at Ouyang Feng, her eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry: "Since the trip to Chang'an, where have you been for the past six months? After the trip to Jiangdu, how did you get to Luoyang? Not only do I and the Yin Gui Sect know nothing about it, in my opinion, no one in the world knows... Oh, no, Xiao Wanjing and Meixian should know. So, I dare to ask... Master Ouyang, which fairy mountain do you practice in?" When she said the last sentence, although her eyes were still deep and peaceful, the veil on her face trembled slightly, and her voice also had a very slight tremor, showing that her mood was not calm at all. Before Ouyang Feng opened his mouth, Shan Meixian snorted coldly and said: "Wan Jing told me that my master had refused to be recruited by the Yin Queen, and clearly stated that he and the Yin Queen were on different paths. If that's the case, why did the Yin Queen still have the audacity to disturb my master? Please go back, the Yin Queen, you are not welcome here." Zhu Yuyan raised her long eyebrows slightly and said meaningfully: "Your husband? Meixian, Young Master Ouyang didn't drive me away, so... with what identity do you have to make the decision on behalf of Young Master Ouyang?" Hearing her meaningful tone, Shan Meixian's heart trembled, but then she thought, no matter how powerful Zhu Yuyan was, some things could only be speculated without any real evidence, so there was no need to be afraid of her.
He chuckled, took a step forward, confronted the Queen, and said leisurely: "Mr. Ouyang has done a great favor to our Dongming Sect. He has also given Wanjing and me a new life. Of course, I cannot make the decision for you, but the evil deeds between you and Yin Gui are known to the world, and you have also made it clear that you and Mr. Ouyang are not the same kind of people. In this case, I will naturally block you, the evil guest, for you, so that you will not bother you." Seeing her full of momentum, Zhu Yuyan couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Meixian, you have been afraid of me since you were a child, and your character is so weak that you can't even follow through on the Saint Sect's philosophy of cutting off emotions and letting the strong prey on the weak. But today, you surprised me by daring to talk to me like this... But is this your own power, or is it borrowed from Master Ouyang?" As she spoke, Zhu Yuyan's energy surged, and the invisible force field suddenly suppressed Shan Meixian. "Weak? I just don't agree with the Demon Sect's ruthlessness and destruction of humanity!" Shan Meixian gave a delicate cry, her black hair flying, her aura suddenly expanded, and a demonic force field burst out, confronting Zhu Yuyan's demonic force field head-on. She is indeed not weak. If you are really weak-hearted, you should just accept everything that happens to you. How could you dare to break away from your religion and betray your family with your daughter? Boom! There was a muffled sound like thunder in the air, and the whole building shook slightly, as if an earthquake had occurred. "Your skill?" Although Zhu Yuyan only used 30% of her strength, it was obvious that Shan Meixian was able to fight her on equal terms with the Heavenly Demon Force Field. A hint of surprise still flashed in Zhu Yuyan's eyes. After carefully feeling the intensity and changes of Shan Meixian Tianmo's aura, Zhu Yuyan's eyes became even more surprised: "You actually broke through the seventeenth level? How... is this possible?" Shan Meixian's personality was not compatible with the Heavenly Demon Art, and she made no further progress after reaching the sixteenth level. After that, she broke away from the sect and swore not to practice the Heavenly Demon Art anymore. Logically, after so many years, her Heavenly Demon Art should have only reached the sixteenth level, and her skills should have dropped to a level that was not good enough. But no one expected that Shan Meixian not only had profound skills, but also seemed to have never stopped making progress. She even surpassed common sense and reached her realm by breaking through the seventeenth level! Seeing Zhu Yuyan's eyes full of shock and doubt, Shan Meixian raised the corners of her lips, with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes: "Look, even if I don't become a heartless and inhumane demon, I can still cultivate to the seventeenth level of the Heavenly Demon Art. In the future, I will cultivate to the eighteenth level, or even higher! Zhu Yuyan, you are not absolutely right. Your path is the wrong path, a dead end, a dead end!" Amid the clear whistle, Shan Meixian was in high spirits, with a faint blue light flashing in her pupils and her black hair dancing wildly. The power of the Heavenly Demon Force Field grew so powerful that it actually suppressed Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Demon Force Field, which was only one-third of her strength, and pushed it back! 【Ask for monthly tickets! 】 (End of this chapter)