The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 440

"Here... seems to be something hidden." Ren Xiaoyao thought to himself. He slowly spread his arms and practiced the "Wuji Sword Technique". Sword energy was like a dragon, surrounding his body and clearing away the surrounding fog bit by bit.

As the sword energy rippled, a hidden cave in the valley gradually appeared. At the entrance of the cave, a few faint lights flickered, seeming to be there and not there, looking extremely strange.

Ren Xiaoyao moved, and rushed to the cave entrance like lightning. He saw that the cave was deep and cold. He did not hesitate, and entered with his sword, taking every step carefully to avoid triggering any possible traps.

As they went deeper into the cave, the light became dimmer and darker until it was completely dark. Ren Xiaoyao sang softly, flicked his fingers, and several fluorescent talismans flew out from his palms, illuminating the road ahead and revealing the secrets in the cave - ancient murals telling a story about imprisonment and redemption.

As he was studying the mural carefully, a faint breathing sound broke the silence. Ren Xiaoyao turned around suddenly, pointing the tip of his sword at the source of the sound, and saw Lin Wan'er imprisoned in a transparent cage made of ice, her face pale and unconscious.

"Wan'er!" Ren Xiaoyao felt a pain in his heart and stepped forward quickly, only to find that the cage was attached with a powerful ice restriction that could not be broken by ordinary means.

"Hmph, you've come just in time." A cold voice sounded from the depths of the cave, and then a figure slowly stepped into the light. It was an old man in a black robe with a haggard face, and greed and madness flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you? Why do you imprison her?" Ren Xiaoyao pointed his sword at the old man with a cold tone.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that if you want to save her, you must hand over the "Wuji Sword Art."" The old man chuckled, his tone full of calculation.

"Wishful thinking!" Ren Xiaoyao flatly refused, his sword energy surged, and he prepared for a fight.

"Let's see which is faster, your sword or my restriction is stronger!" As the old man waved his hand, the cold in the cave became even colder, and frost spread, as if to freeze the entire space.

Just as the two sides were about to fight, a long sigh echoed in the cave: "Evil creature, stop making trouble."

As the voice fell, an old man in white shirt and with an immortal look appeared out of thin air. It was Taoist Master Baimei. He stared at the old man in black robe with a sharp gaze. His aura was calm but contained endless majesty.

"Senior Baimei, you've come at the right time. This man has imprisoned my beloved. Please help me get justice." Ren Xiaoyao felt relieved when he saw Taoist Baimei.

"Hmph, Baimei, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so troublesome." The old man in black robe frowned, obviously he was very afraid of Taoist Baimei.

"Evil disciple, it's never too late to mend your ways." Taoist Master Baimei spoke earnestly. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and waved it. A gentle force freed Lin Wan'er from the ice prison and gently lifted her in front of Ren Xiaoyao.

"Thank you, senior!" Ren Xiaoyao quickly picked up Lin Wan'er, expressing his gratitude.

"It's not advisable to stay here for long. Leave quickly and leave the rest to me." The Taoist priest with white eyebrows nodded slightly, then his body flashed and he stood in front of the old man in black robe. A showdown between masters was about to break out.

"Let's go!" Ren Xiaoyao didn't care about anything else. He hugged Lin Wan'er and took advantage of the time bought by Taoist Baimei to quickly exit the cave and run towards the light.

"Xiaoyao, hold on, we will be fine." Ren Xiaoyao looked at the unconscious Lin Wan'er in his arms and whispered comfortingly, his heart filled with firm hope.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I... where are we?" Lin Wan'er finally woke up and asked weakly.

"Wan'er, you're awake, we are safe, and everything is over." Ren Xiaoyao gently stroked her hair, his eyes full of tenderness.

"I had a very long dream. I dreamed that I was trapped in a cold place. Fortunately, you found me in the end." Lin Wan'er smiled slightly. Although her face was still pale, the light in her eyes had returned.

"Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will never leave me again." Ren Xiaoyao held Lin Wan'er's hand tightly with a firm tone.

"Well, I promise you. As long as we are together, there are no difficulties that cannot be overcome." Lin Wan'er snuggled in his arms, and they smiled at each other, as if all the suffering had turned to dust at this moment.

In the distance, in the valley, two figures intertwined, sword shadows and forbidden lights intertwined, the battle between Taoist Master Baimei and the old man in black robe was still going on, but in the hearts of this pair of lovers, the future was already bright.

, his swordsmanship was extremely sharp, like a tornado passing through, invincible. After that thrilling battle, he left a sentence: "Ren Xiaoyao is not dead, don't look for him anymore." Then he disappeared in front of everyone like smoke.

The appearance of this mysterious young man once again brought Ren Xiaoyao's name back into people's memory, but it also left more mysteries. Where did Ren Xiaoyao go? Why did he break up with his family? And what made him so powerful that he could even influence a mysterious master to help him?

Ten years later, Ren Xiaoyao was in a dark cave, with weak torches hanging on the stone walls, reflecting his haggard face. In front of him was an ancient jade slip, which was left by Taoist Baimei before his departure. It contained a profound martial art - "The True Explanation of Taixu". This technique was said to be able to reverse the world and rebuild the foundation. For the extremely weak Ren Xiaoyao at this time, it was undoubtedly a life-saving straw.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to practice according to the instructions in "The True Explanation of Taixu". As the technique was running, the air in the cave seemed to fluctuate with his breathing, and gentle but powerful energy gathered from the heaven and earth and slowly penetrated into his body. Time seemed to stand still, and Ren Xiaoyao's face gradually turned healthy and red, and his originally pale lips also turned red.

A few days later, Ren Xiaoyao opened his eyes, his gaze was as sharp as a torch, and his whole body exuded a reborn temperament. He stood up, and felt the power in his body surge, stronger and purer than before.

"It's time to fulfill my oath." He whispered to himself, and the pair of clear eyes appeared in his mind. That was the person he was determined to rescue at all costs - Lin Wanqing, his beloved, who was kidnapped by Qingyun Sect, the largest sect in Tianfeng Kingdom, and used as a bargaining chip to threaten him.

After leaving the cave, Ren Xiaoyao set out on his journey to find Lin Wanqing. He first came to a small town near Qingyun Sect, where information spread in all directions and was a good place to gather intelligence.

In a tavern called "Tingfenglou", he found a secluded corner and sat down, ordered a pot of wine, and quietly observed his surroundings. Soon, a middle-aged man in coarse cloth, who looked ordinary but had sharp eyes, came over on his own initiative.

"My dear brother, you look unfamiliar to me, but is there anything I can help you with?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"I heard that the Qingyun Sect has made some big moves recently. Can you tell me the details?" Ren Xiaoyao remained calm, his tone was calm but revealed an aura that could not be ignored.

The middle-aged man hesitated a little, but soon a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, "Qingyun Sect is indeed in trouble, but the news is not cheap."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, took out a silver ingot from his arms and gently pushed it in front of the other party, "Is it enough to buy your information?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he quickly put away the silver. He lowered his voice and said quickly, "Qingyun Sect is preparing for a martial arts conference recently. It is said that it is to elect a new sect leader. Moreover, I heard that they plan to publicly deal with a woman named Lin Wanqing at the conference to deter other sects."

Hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao's face darkened, his fists clenched, and veins popped. "Thank you." He thanked her briefly, then stood up and disappeared in the tavern like a ghost, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing the wine flag.

He had only one thought in his mind: "No matter what, this time, I won't let you get hurt again."

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On a dark and windy night, outside the Qingyun Sect's main hall, a figure shuttled between the shadows of the trees like a ghost, heading straight to the depths of the sect. There, a martial arts conference that would decide Lin Wanqing's fate was quietly approaching.

Finally, Ren Xiaoyao stopped in front of a heavily guarded attic. Under the moonlight, he looked up at the top of the attic, where he seemed to have the figure he had been thinking about day and night.

"Wanqing, wait for me." He whispered, then took a deep breath, stretched out his body, and like an eagle soaring into the sky, he leaped towards the place where his fate was decided.

In the attic, Lin Wanqing was tied to a cold iron chain, but her eyes remained firm. Just when she was in despair, a man in white appeared in front of her like a dream. It was Ren Xiaoyao whom she had been looking forward to day and night.

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Lin Wanqing's voice was choked with sobs.

"I'm here, let's go home." Ren Xiaoyao responded softly, and with a flash of sword in his hand, he easily cut off the chains that bound Lin Wanqing.

Just as the two were about to leave, they heard hurried footsteps outside the door. It was obvious that the people from Qingyun Sect had discovered something unusual.

"It seems that we have to get through this level first." Ren Xiaoyao looked indifferent, but his eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

"No matter how many difficulties there are, I'm not afraid as long as you are by my side." Lin Wanqing held Ren Xiaoyao's hand tightly, her eyes full of determination.

The two smiled at each other, stood back to back, and faced the coming storm together.

"Come on, no one can stop us." Ren Xiaoyao growled, pointing the tip of his sword at the door, waiting for the challenger to arrive.

Outside the door, under the night sky, a group of Qingyun Sect masters are slowly gathering around. A fierce battle about love and freedom is about to begin in this quiet night...

, his swordsmanship was so fast and powerful that everyone present was shocked. He left a sentence: "Ren Xiaoyao, I owe you a debt and I will repay you one day." Then he disappeared from everyone's sight like the wind.

This young man is none other than Ren Xiaoyao, who has been missing for many years. He has not really left, but has been practicing in secret, vowing to become stronger and use his own strength to solve the secret that forced him to leave his hometown - that is to save his beloved, Liu Mengli, who has been imprisoned by evil forces.

Since that day, Ren Xiaoyao's name gradually spread in the martial arts world. He was chivalrous and saved countless people, but he always kept his true identity a secret. His swordsmanship improved day by day, and he even created a set of "Xiaoyaoyou" swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship is agile and powerful, and can defeat the enemy in an instant.

Time flies. In the past ten years, Ren Xiaoyao traveled around the world, improving his strength while collecting information about the forces that imprisoned Liu Mengli. One day, he finally got accurate information that Liu Mengli was imprisoned in a secret place called Nether Valley, which was closely guarded by an organization called "Shadow Moon Tower". The organization was full of experts and was good at hidden weapons and poisons, making it difficult for outsiders to approach.

As night falls and the moonlight shines, Ren Xiaoyao sneaks into the Nether Valley alone. He wears a black suit and breaks into this legendary place of death. The valley is full of traps and there are assassins from the Shadow Moon Tower hiding in the dark, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time. However, after ten years of training, Ren Xiaoyao has a keen intuition about danger. With his Qinggong "Treading on Snow Without Leaking", he can move freely in the dangerous environment.

After a fierce battle, Ren Xiaoyao came to a gloomy dungeon. From deep inside the dungeon, a familiar and weak voice came. It was Liu Mengli. She was chained and looked haggard, but there was still hope in her eyes.

"Brother Xiaoyao...is that you?" Liu Mengli's voice trembled, and she couldn't believe what she saw.

"It's me, Mengli, I'm here to take you away." Ren Xiaoyao said, drawing the long sword from behind him, gently picking up the chain with the tip of the sword, and gently helped Liu Mengli up.

"Let's go." He held her hand tightly and was about to leave when suddenly torches lit up all around and masters from Shadow Moon Tower surrounded them from all directions.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" A masked man in black, holding a pair of silver hooks, said coldly.

Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were like torches, his sword pointed in all directions, and he used the "Xiaoyaoyou" sword technique. The sword shadow was like a dragon, fighting with the enemy. Every time the sword light flashed, an enemy fell, but the people from Yingyue Tower continued to surge in like a tide.