The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 439

"Brother Xiaoyao, your aura has become so strong that you have broken through to the seventh level in one breath!" The woman named Ling'er exclaimed softly, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes full of surprise.

"Yes, this breakthrough was somewhat unexpected." Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, then his expression turned solemn, "But then, I felt that there seemed to be a force in my body that was not under my control. I was worried..."

Hearing this, Ling'er gently put down the bamboo fan in her hand, walked to Ren Xiaoyao, and said gently: "Brother Xiaoyao, since this power is a part of you, there is always a way to understand and master it. Perhaps, we can ask Master, he has a wide range of knowledge and can definitely give us some pointers."

"You're right, let's go find Master now." Ren Xiaoyao nodded in agreement, stood up and walked out of the room with Ling'er.

The two walked side by side, through the winding corridors, and came to an ancient courtyard. In the center of the courtyard, an old man with white hair and beard was sitting at a stone table, holding a chess piece in his hand, as if playing chess alone.

"Master." The two called out in unison, their voices full of respect.

The old man raised his head, looked at them kindly, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyao, Ling'er, you are here. Judging from your expressions, it seems that you have something to ask for?"

Ren Xiaoyao stepped forward and respectfully recounted his recent experiences and confusions. After listening, the old man stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "Xiaoyao, everything in the world has its own rules. The power in your body may be related to your special physique, or it may be inextricably linked to your past experiences. To solve this mystery, we need to investigate the root cause."

"What does Master mean?" Ren Xiaoyao frowned and asked anxiously.

"Do you remember whether anything special happened when you were a child, or whether you came into contact with any strange things?" The old man's eyes were deep, as if he could see into people's hearts.

Ren Xiaoyao frowned and thought, something seemed to be touched deep in his memory, but he couldn't grasp the vague clue for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly remembered the words of the man in black robes and the sense of surveillance he had vaguely felt over the years.

"Master, I remembered something that may be related to a man in black robe..." Before Ren Xiaoyao finished speaking, Ling'er was already surprised, and it was obvious that she had no idea about this.

The old man's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Black-robed man? This matter is very serious. Please explain it in detail."

As Ren Xiaoyao slowly spoke, the atmosphere in the courtyard became solemn, and an exploration of fate and power began...

"Master, what should I do next?" Ren Xiaoyao said in a firm tone, ready to face all the challenges that are coming.

The old man smiled slightly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "First, we have to find the man in black robes and solve the mystery of your life. But before that, you must strengthen your own cultivation. Only with sufficient strength can you protect yourself and uncover the truth. Remember, although strength is important, determination is even more indispensable. Only by maintaining your kindness and justice can you be invincible in the world of martial arts." His high swordsmanship and fast speed shocked everyone present. He left a sentence "Ren Xiaoyao will repay the favor he owes", and disappeared into the night. The appearance of this mysterious young man once again sparked all kinds of speculation and discussion about Ren Xiaoyao.

Ten years have passed in a flash, and the legend of Ren Xiaoyao has gradually faded, but his name is still a legend in the hearts of many people. Now, Ren Xiaoyao is in adversity, but he still cares about the imprisoned girl - she was the brightest light in his life, and the person he was determined to save at all costs.

He sat cross-legged in a simple cave, his body covered with scars and his internal strength almost exhausted. However, an indestructible will supported him, and he began to try to regulate his breathing, guiding the weak air flow to flow slowly through his meridians, trying to recover even a little bit of strength.

During this long recovery process, Ren Xiaoyao's thoughts drifted back to the past. He remembered the first time he met her. At that time, she was so gentle and lovely, and her smile was like a spring breeze, which made people feel warm. It was because of her that Ren Xiaoyao was willing to bear the name of rebellion and embark on this road of no return. He knew that as long as he was alive, nothing could stop him from moving forward.

The moon was at its zenith, and silver light was shining down on the cave. Ren Xiaoyao finally slowly opened his eyes, and a faint blue light gathered in his palm. It was the icy true qi that he had cultivated for many years. Although his strength was far from being restored to its peak, it was enough to prove that he had not given up.

"Ren Xiaoyao, do you really think that you can fight against the entire Baimei Peak in your current condition?" A familiar voice sounded outside the cave, with a bit of teasing and concern.

Ren Xiaoyao looked up and saw a man in a green shirt standing at the entrance of the cave. He was holding a folding fan and had a handsome face. It was his good friend whom he had not seen for many years - the popular swordsman Li Xunhuan.

"Li Xunhuan, you've come at the right time. Please do me a favor." Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, without any hesitation in his words.

Li Xun Huan stepped into the cave, his eyes lingered on Ren Xiao Yao's injuries for a moment, and then he sighed: "You are still the same as always, always like to shoulder all the burdens."

"She is still waiting for me, I have no choice." Ren Xiaoyao's tone was firm, and the light in his eyes was unquestionable.

The two looked at each other for a moment. Without further ado, Li Xun Huan nodded and said, "Okay, but you have to recover first. Otherwise, not only will you save others, you will also be killed."

"Don't worry, I will recover as soon as possible. We don't have much time." Ren Xiaoyao said, closing his eyes and continuing to regulate his breathing, preparing to face the coming storm.

Inside the cave, candlelight flickered as two good friends sat side by side. No matter how big the outside world was, they only had one common goal in their hearts at this moment - to rescue that important person.

"Li Xunhuan, after this time, where will you and I, brothers, go?" Ren Xiaoyao suddenly spoke, with a barely perceptible hint of emotion in his tone.

“The road ahead is long, but the friendship between brothers is long. No matter what the road ahead holds, as long as we have wine and swords, we will be home.” Li Xunhuan lightly unfolded his folding fan, his smile revealing his infinite longing for the future.

This conversation was simple yet profound, and seemed to indicate that every step forward would be full of unknowns and challenges, but as long as they fought side by side, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome. , and saved Ren Xiaoyao who was surrounded by heavy siege. The young man's swordsmanship was extraordinary, and every move and style revealed the charm of ancient sword tactics, which shocked all the masters of the Ren family present. He was dressed in a green shirt, with a jade-like face, and his eyes were both sharp and gentle. It was this contradictory fusion that made him particularly eye-catching.

"You... who are you?" Ren Xiaoyao struggled to stand up and looked at this sudden savior, his heart full of confusion and gratitude.

The mysterious young man did not answer immediately, but first checked Ren Xiaoyao's injuries and made sure that his life was not in danger. Then he slowly said, "My name is Wuchen. I was passing by here and happened to see an injustice, so I helped."

Wu Chen finished speaking and turned to leave. Ren Xiaoyao quickly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Brother Wu Chen, I will never forget your life-saving grace! From now on, no matter when and where you need me, I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"

Wu Chen smiled, his eyes deep, as if examining something, "Young Hero Xiaoyao, you are carrying a treasure, which will surely attract countless greedy people. If you really want to repay your gratitude, make yourself stronger. The world is dangerous, you can escape unscathed today, but you may not be so lucky tomorrow."

After saying that, Wu Chen left behind a meaningful back, blending into the night, as if he had never appeared. Ren Xiaoyao looked at the direction he left, with an unprecedented determination surging in his heart.

Since then, Ren Xiaoyao has been hiding his identity, visiting famous mountains and rivers, looking for masters and extraordinary people, vowing to solve the mystery hidden in himself, and at the same time practicing amazing martial arts. He has experienced countless trials on the verge of life and death, and each time he has a deeper understanding of martial arts and life.

After ten years of hard work, Ren Xiaoyao is no longer the impulsive boy he was back then, but a famous swordsman in the martial arts world, known as "Xiaoyaoyou". He is a master of swordsmanship, and his whereabouts are uncertain, but he can always take action at the critical moment to save people's lives.

Just when he thought he was strong enough to uncover the mystery of the past, the appearance of Taoist Master Baimei and his words pushed him into a deeper vortex. It turned out that what he had hidden in his body was the long-lost martial arts "Nine Heavens Dragon Song Jue", and this was exactly what Taoist Master Baimei wanted to get at all costs.

"Save her..." Ren Xiaoyao muttered to himself, and a gentle yet tough face appeared in his mind - that was the one he would always care about, and the one he would protect at all costs. For her, Ren Xiaoyao knew that he had to be more cautious and stronger.

As the night fell and the moonlight was shining, Ren Xiaoyao stood on the top of the mountain, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He closed his eyes and concentrated, a faint sword energy surrounded him, as if resonating with the heaven and earth. At this moment, he was no longer a lonely traveler, because he knew that there was someone in front of him, waiting for him. That was his destination in this life and the reason for his fighting.

"No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, I will find you and take you out of this endless darkness." Ren Xiaoyao muttered to himself, and then he stretched out his body, like a meteor across the night sky, and ran towards the unknown distance.

, his swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, so sharp and fierce that everyone present was shocked. This young man was none other than Ren Xiaoyao, who had disappeared for ten years. He returned with extraordinary martial arts and full of hatred, vowing to uncover the truth about his leaving home and save the "her" who was hidden deep in his heart.

It turns out that the reason why Ren Xiaoyao left the Ren family ten years ago was because he discovered a shocking secret - the Ren family secretly colluded with the Demon Cult to plot evil, and his beloved, the woman named Liu Mengli, was the chess piece of the Demon Cult to control the Ren family. In order to protect Liu Mengli from harm and stop the conspiracy between the Ren family and the Demon Cult, Ren Xiaoyao made a desperate move and chose to escape, while going deep into the Demon Cult to try to disintegrate this evil organization from within.

During the ten years, he endured hardships and learned from the Demon Sect, and finally mastered the unique martial arts and found a way to save Liu Mengli. However, just as he was about to act, he was unexpectedly discovered by Taoist Master Baimei, who invaded his sea of ​​consciousness and tried to find out his secrets.

At this moment, the weak Ren Xiaoyao was lying in the dilapidated cave, surrounded by dim firelight and the sound of dripping water. His mind was filled with memories of Liu Mengli, her gentle smiles, and her tearful eyes when they parted, which were his motivation to persevere.

"Liu Mengli, wait for me..." He murmured in a low voice, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of wind, and Ren Xiaoyao was alert instantly. He knew that the person coming in this wilderness was not a good person. He forced himself to pull out the long sword beside him. The sword tip flashed with a cold light, reflecting his resolute face.

"Who?" Ren Xiaoyao asked in a deep voice, the tip of the sword moving slightly, pointing at the cave entrance.

"Haha, Young Master Ren, how are you?" A familiar yet annoying voice sounded, and a man walked out of the shadows. It was the Ren family's old enemy and also the leader who had hunted him down back then, Li Kuanglan.

"Li Kuanglan, I didn't expect you could find this place." Ren Xiaoyao smiled coldly, circulating the internal energy in his body, trying to recover some strength.

Li Kuanglan approached step by step, his eyes full of pride: "Ren Xiaoyao, do you think you can escape? The shame of the Ren family, I will clean up the mess here with my own hands today!"

"Clean up the house? Humph, let me see, is it you who cleans up the house, or me who cleans up the grudges of these years!" As soon as Ren Xiaoyao finished his words, his figure suddenly shook, and he approached Li Kuanglan like a ghost. His long sword drew a dazzling arc and went straight to the opponent's vital point.

A life-and-death battle quietly unfolds in this desolate cave. Ren Xiaoyao's swordsmanship combines ten years of training and hatred. Every move and every style is full of destructive power.