GBP Chapter 441
Chapter 441
Ren Xiaoyao took the jade pendant, with mixed emotions in his heart. He looked at Youlan deeply and whispered, "Miss Youlan, I will remember this kindness in my heart."
"Just remember, find your beloved as soon as possible. Sometimes, missing him/her means missing him/her for a lifetime." Youlan's voice echoed in the cave. She turned and walked out of the cave, leaving Ren Xiaoyao with a lonely but resolute back.
"Will we meet again?" Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help asking as he looked at the figure that was about to disappear.
Youlan stopped and did not look back, leaving only a sentence floating in the wind: "The road is long, we will meet if we are destined to." His swordsmanship was both strange and familiar, as if it carried the shadow of Ren Xiaoyao in the past. After that day, the young man left a sentence "Xiaoyao is not dead, don't miss him", and disappeared like the wind, leaving behind only astonishment and confusion.
Ten years have passed in a flash, and the legend of Ren Xiaoyao has long become a topic of conversation. People may feel sorry or curious, but they don't know what kind of transformation Ren Xiaoyao has experienced in these ten years.
He was imprisoned in a secret place called Nether Valley, which was shrouded in mist all year round and difficult for outsiders to find. The Nether Valley contains a long-lost secret art - "Nine Nether Scriptures". Taoist Master Baimei is the owner of the Nether Valley and the key figure who holds the secret of "Nine Nether Scriptures". Ren Xiaoyao was chosen by Taoist Master Baimei as a candidate for his inheritance.
However, Ren Xiaoyao never forgot his original intention, which was to rescue the woman who was imprisoned in another mysterious place. She was the only light in his heart and the motivation for his struggle to survive.
On this day, Ren Xiaoyao finally found an opportunity to escape. When Taoist Baimei entered his sea of consciousness, he used Taoist Baimei's exploration of his spiritual world to secretly set up a small mechanism, which drained part of Taoist Baimei's spiritual power, forcing Taoist Baimei to temporarily leave his consciousness, which also gave him precious breathing time.
He stood up weakly, looking at the dark stone walls around him, with a barely perceptible sneer on his lips. "Bai Mei, you underestimated my determination, Ren Xiaoyao." He whispered to himself, then closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing, trying to recover even a little bit of his physical and spiritual strength.
At this moment, there was a slight movement in the depths of the Nether Valley, as if something was approaching quietly. Ren Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly. Suddenly, a subtle voice echoed in the air: "Brother Xiaoyao, how are you?"
Following the sound, a figure in black slowly walked out of the shadows. The face of the person was vaguely visible in the dimness, but his sharp eyes flashed with a familiar light.
"Is it you?" Ren Xiaoyao recognized the other person, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. This person was none other than Li Xunhuan, his good friend who had practiced martial arts with him in the Ren family, a wanderer who had also left his hometown to pursue the ultimate in martial arts.
"It's me." Li Xun Huan chuckled, with a barely perceptible heaviness in his tone, "Xiao Yao, I found a way to help you leave here and rescue her."
Ren Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes became firm: "Really? Then what are we waiting for?"
"There is no time to lose." Li Xunhuan nodded, and the two of them quickly discussed the escape plan. They knew that every minute and every second could determine life or death.
Under the leadership of Li Xunhuan, the two avoided the numerous traps and mechanisms in the valley and finally reached the exit of the Nether Valley. However, just as they were about to step out of the valley, a strong spiritual pressure came from outside the valley, and the figure of Taoist Master Baimei suddenly appeared in front of them, with a grim face and eyes full of disbelief and anger.
"You... how dare you!" Taoist Master Baimei's voice was like ice, making the air around them freeze.
"Master Baimei, Xiaoyao and I must leave today." Li Xunhuan stepped forward and stood in front of Ren Xiaoyao. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was pointing directly at Master Baimei. His posture was firm and he had no intention of retreating.
"Hmph, you are so loyal and brave. But do you think you can escape from my clutches with this?" Taoist priest Baimei sneered, with spiritual energy surging around his body, as if a storm was about to come.
During this tense confrontation, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly spoke, his voice calm but full of determination: "Master Baimei, there is no deep hatred between you and me. But for the sake of the one I love, I, Ren Xiaoyao, have no choice but to become your enemy today."
"Love? Humph, the word love can mislead people." Taoist Master Baimei shook his head in disdain, "However, if you can really get past me, I will not stop you."
As soon as the words fell, a fierce battle of life and death and love was about to break out. His sword skills were so fast and powerful that everyone present was shocked. He called himself "Xiaoyaozi" and did not leave his name. He only left a sentence: "I will repay the favor owed by Ren Xiaoyao." Then, he disappeared from everyone's sight like a gust of wind.
This move undoubtedly caused a stir in the Ren family. Some people speculated that this mysterious young man was Ren Xiaoyao himself, but more people thought that this might be one of his mysterious friends. After all, although Ren Xiaoyao's swordsmanship was high, it seemed too incredible for him to fight against the elite of the entire Ren family on his own.
Ten years later, Ren Xiaoyao was lying on a simple wooden bed, surrounded by a dim cave, with only a faint light coming in through the cracks in the rocks. His body was trapped by a strange internal injury, which was caused by the opponent's hidden force when he was fighting with Taoist Master Baimei. Taoist Master Baimei's original intention was not to take his life, but to make him give up the almost impossible task - to rescue his beloved who was imprisoned in the most dangerous place in the martial arts world, "Nether Valley".
"Cough..." Ren Xiaoyao coughed lightly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he forced himself to sit up, and took out a jade pendant with a faint glow from his arms. This jade pendant was a token of his love for her, and whenever he saw it, Ren Xiaoyao's heart was filled with strength and determination.
"Netherworld Valley, I, Ren Xiaoyao, will try to break in even if I have to use up my last breath!" He muttered to himself, with a look of determination flashing in his eyes.
In the following days, Ren Xiaoyao practiced hard in the cave. He used the natural rocks in the cave to simulate the dangerous environment in the Nether Valley, challenging his own limits again and again. His swordsmanship improved more and more in these lonely and difficult years, and his internal strength also made a qualitative leap as he wandered on the edge of life and death.
Finally, on a stormy night, Ren Xiaoyao felt that he had recovered to his best condition, and he decided to embark on his journey. Before leaving, he left a line of words at the entrance of the cave: "When I return, I will live up to my youth."
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A few months later, outside the Nether Valley, the night was as dark as ink. The valley was filled with fog, poisonous insects were everywhere, and there were countless hidden weapons, which made people daunted. But Ren Xiaoyao's figure was as fast as lightning, and his sword was as bright as a dragon. He shuttled through the dangers and headed straight to the center of the valley.
When he finally arrived at the dungeon where his beloved was imprisoned, he found a familiar figure standing in front of him - Taoist Master Baimei.
"You are here as expected, Ren Xiaoyao." There was a hint of surprise in Taoist Master Baimei's tone, but also as if he had expected it.
"Senior Baimei, I only ask to take her away. As for the rest of the grudges, I, Ren Xiaoyao, am willing to shoulder all the responsibility." Ren Xiaoyao did not put down the sword in his hand, but there was no longer the previous hostility in his eyes, but more of pleading and persistence.
"Alas..." Taoist Master Baimei sighed, "You know, she is the saint of our Nether Valley, and she carries the most important mission in the valley. If you take her away, you will be the enemy of the entire Nether Valley."
"So what?" Ren Xiaoyao straightened his back, "I, Ren Xiaoyao, will only live for her in this life."
Taoist Master Baimei was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head slowly, "I admire your infatuation. But do you know that the reason she was imprisoned here is because she is the key to unlocking the thousand-year ban in Nether Valley?"
Ren Xiaoyao was shocked when he heard this, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down, "Even so, I will not give up."
“You’re such a persistent person!” Taoist Master Baimei suddenly laughed, with relief and admiration in his voice. “Well, I’ll give you a chance because of your persistence. The restrictions in the valley can only be broken with the blood of your true heart and the willingness to sacrifice. If you’re willing, I’ll lend you a helping hand.”
"Thank you for your help, senior!" Ren Xiaoyao said gratefully. He understood that along the way, every time he seemed to survive a desperate situation, it was a test of his will and emotions.
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A few days later, a loud and earth-shaking noise was heard in the Nether Valley. As a bright light cut through the sky, the restrictions in the valley were finally broken. Ren Xiaoyao and his beloved walked out of the valley hand in hand. What greeted them was the free sky and an unknown future.
"We can finally watch the sunrise together." Ren Xiaoyao whispered to her beside him.
"Well, as long as you are here, no matter when and where, it is the most beautiful scenery." She snuggled in his arms, smiling like a flower.
A pair of lovers, from then on, walked hand in hand and wrote their own legend. , with a graceful figure and extraordinary swordsmanship, just like an immortal descending to the earth. He left a sentence: "Ren Xiaoyao, he is not a thing in the pond, you don't need to look for him anymore." After speaking, he disappeared in front of everyone, leaving only shock and confusion on the ground.
The appearance of this young man put an end to the Ren family's pursuit of Ren Xiaoyao, but it also added a more mysterious touch to the legend of Ren Xiaoyao. People outside speculated whether the mysterious young man was Ren Xiaoyao himself, and whether he had received guidance from a master, hiding his identity, practicing martial arts, and intending to make a comeback one day.
Ten years have passed, and rumors about Ren Xiaoyao have never stopped. Now, in an accident, he encounters Taoist Master Baimei, a legendary master, in the depths of his sea of consciousness. The appearance of Taoist Master Baimei not only verifies Ren Xiaoyao's unwillingness and persistence, but also inspires his hidden potential and determination to save people.
Ren Xiaoyao slowly woke up from his coma and found himself in a quiet bamboo hut filled with a faint herbal aroma. Although his body was still weak, it had recovered significantly compared to before. He realized that this must have been done by a kind-hearted person.
Just as he was trying to get up, the door opened slightly and a woman in a green shirt walked in slowly. Her face was beautiful and her eyes showed some concern and curiosity.
"Are you awake?" The woman's voice was as pleasant as a mountain spring.
Ren Xiaoyao managed to stand up, propping his forehead with his hand, a trace of gratitude flashing in his eyes: "Thank you for rescuing me, young lady. I am Ren Xiaoyao."
"Ren Xiaoyao? You are the one..." The woman seemed to have heard something, and there was a hint of surprise in her tone.
"Yes, it is the unfilial son of the Ren family." Ren Xiaoyao laughed at himself, then his expression became serious, "But now, I have more important things to do."
The woman sighed and handed over a bowl of warm medicine soup: "Take care of your body first, and take your time with other things."
Ren Xiaoyao took the medicine bowl and drank it all. The medicine soup went into his throat, and a warm current flowed directly into his dantian, which refreshed his spirit. He put down the bowl, with a determined light in his eyes: "I am going to save someone, someone who is very important to me."
"In that case, Master Ren, do you need my help?" the woman asked softly. Her tone was calm, but it revealed a power that could not be ignored.
Ren Xiaoyao stared at her, and after a moment, he nodded solemnly: "If the lady is willing to lend a helping hand, Ren Xiaoyao will be grateful."
"Then it's a deal." The woman smiled slightly, like the warm sunshine in spring, "My name is Yun Ni, and I am willing to lend a helping hand to Master Ren."
The two smiled at each other. The road ahead is long, and a new chapter begins. A journey of redemption and adventure is about to begin.
"Miss Yun Ni, there is no time to lose, let's set off immediately." Ren Xiaoyao stood up. Although his body was still a little weak, his will was as solid as a rock.
"Okay, everything is up to you, Master Ren." Yun Ni followed lightly, and the two of them disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest, leaving behind only a series of brisk footsteps, as well as fearlessness and anticipation for unknown challenges. His swordsmanship is extraordinary, and every move and stroke reveals a charm that does not belong to this world. This young man is none other than Ren Xiaoyao, who has been missing for many years. He has returned with a secret unknown to the world and high martial arts skills.