Zhang Yunchen felt something was wrong in his heart at this moment. This Tianwen girl was the direct disciple of Patriarch Qingmu and had never been to the temple in thirty years.
Why was Fairy Liuyun so favored when I came to the temple for the first time today?
Could it be that Fairy Liubo and Miss Tianwen were old acquaintances?
Zhang Yunchen felt uneasy and immediately said: "Impossible. Although Tianwen is a disciple of Qingmu, she has not yet joined the Five Elements Banner of the Holy Religion and has not yet become an elder of the Holy Religion. Her entry here today is already an exception."
Fairy Liubo said calmly: "Then you can ask me about Xuan Ying again in ten years."
Zhang Yunchen glanced at Tianwen and then at Ancestor Qingmu.
He asked in a low voice: "Aoki, what do you think?"
Patriarch Qingmu naturally trusted his female disciple very much and had never had any doubts. In the past thirty years, Tianwen had spent almost all his time in Fengqi Mountain and could not have anything to do with Fairy Liuyun.
So, he said: "Xuan Ying's matter is of great importance. If we wait ten years and someone of the right path gets ahead of us, it would be bad."
Zhang Yunchen still couldn't believe Tian Wen, and said: "I can't make the decision on this matter, so let's go back to the Xuanhuo Palace first, discuss it with the Yin and Yang envoys and other flag owners, and then make a decision."
From beginning to end, Tianwen didn't say a single word.
She slowly lowered her head, loosened her fists, and her body and mind gradually recovered from the shock and confusion when she first saw Fairy Liuyun.
She was thinking, could it be that Fairy Liuyun had recognized that she was the little girl from thirty years ago?
Mount Sumeru, underground, ice cave.
This Mount Sumeru is the main hall of Kassapa Temple, one of the four major sects of the Righteous Path. No one would have thought that the hiding place of Xuanying, the plain girl, is actually in Mount Sumeru, which is only a few dozen miles away from Kassapa Temple.
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Ye Xiaochuan didn't know how many days he had stayed in this ice cave. According to his estimate, it must have been at least eight or nine days.
Ever since he used his blood to unlock the Blood Soul Essence and read the article about ghost magic, Xuan Ying has been sitting cross-legged and meditating on the ice jade platform to practice.
During this period, Ye Xiaochuan had eaten nearly one-third of the porcupine meat pickled around the Ice Jade Terrace, and Xuan Ying did not even wake up.
During this period of time, Ye Xiaochuan made almost no progress in his cultivation, and he was struggling and regretting in his heart.
Ever since he saw the extremely mysterious true method of cultivating ghosts released from the Blood Soul Essence, there was a war between heaven and man in his heart.
From the teachings of Chun Chun, he knew very well that the righteous way and the demonic way were incompatible, and had forged an undying hatred. As a righteous young hero, he had to take it as his own duty to kill demons, and when he encountered demons from the demonic sect, he had to eliminate them.
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However, perhaps due to the nature of a cultivator, he clearly knows that the spiritual power of cultivating ghosts is not allowed by the righteous way. He wants to forget the mysterious text throughout, but he just can't forget it.
For several days, every word in that article on the true method of cultivating ghosts has been like a maggot in the tarsus, which cannot be shaken off.
Moreover, the more he wanted to forget that article about the martial arts and magical powers, he just couldn't forget it. Instead, his memory became clearer.
Now whenever he closes his eyes, those words are whirling in his mind.
It seemed that there was a strange magic power in that article about cultivating ghosts, which attracted him to practice and comprehend it.
This made Ye Xiaochuan extremely entangled and miserable.
Therefore, in seven or eight days, his cultivation has not improved at all, and he has gradually entered the inner demon karma that cultivators regard as a scourge.
If things go on like this, he will definitely become obsessed.
At the very least, it may damage one's own cultivation foundation and end the path of cultivation.
In severe cases, the meridians may be severed, vomiting blood and death may occur.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't know how dangerous he was now, and neither did the plain girl Xuan Ying who was meditating and practicing beside him.
But Situ Feng, who has been hiding in the sea of Ye Xiaochuan's soul, knows clearly that if no one can enlighten Ye Xiaochuan, then his life will really be over.
But Xuan Ying was by his side, so he didn't dare to come out to rescue Ye Xiaochuan, and he was scurrying around in the sea of souls.
He had waited six thousand years to get this thing, so he couldn't just let it go without any reason.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't know that Situ Feng in the Sea of Souls was anxious. Although he was very entangled now and although his cultivation level had not improved, it did not hinder him from enjoying life.
He marinated four porcupine trotters a few days ago, and they have become delicious these days.
He held a pig's trotter in his arms and drank sips from the jar of thousand-year-old wine that Xuan Ying brought out that day. He sat on the rock with his legs crossed and lived a happy life.
With his mouth full of oil and delicious food, suddenly a figure appeared in front of him. When he looked up, it turned out that Xuan Ying, who had been practicing for seven or eight days without any movement, had finally come out of seclusion?
Ye Xiaochuan was drunk, blinking his mouth, and said: "There are pig's trotters in the pot, you can fish them out yourself."
Xuan Ying looked at him with cold eyes and said calmly: "You took my seat."
Ye Xiaochuan looked down and saw that the rock he was sitting on was actually the stalactite that Xuan Ying had flattened that day.
He was a reasonable person. He tilted his buttocks and slipped to the ground. He said, "Yes, I will give you your special seat. Come and eat some pig's trotters."
Ye Xiaochuan sat on the ground, reached out and fished out a braised pig's trotter from the big pot next to him and threw it to Xuan Ying.
Xuanying caught it and sat on the rock stool. He felt it smelled good and took a bite.
It was indeed delicious. She ate up a pig's trotter and drank several large bowls of wine.
Ye Xiaochuan was a little drunk, pointing to the bacon under the ice jade platform, and said: "Give me a few more days, and I can eat all this meat! You must keep your word. After eating all this meat, you will
Let me go."
Xuan Ying said calmly: "Whatever."
Ye Xiaochuan rubbed his head. In the past few days, Xuan Ying was practicing in this dark cave. Situ Feng did not dare to see anyone. Apart from himself, there were ten strange coffins in the cave next door. He
I am born to be active, and during this period I almost suffocated myself to death.
Fortunately, he had the experience of facing the wall alone on the cliff for three months, otherwise he would have gone crazy because of his entangled mind.
After receiving Xuan Ying's assurance again, Ye Xiaochuan grinned and wanted to hold Xuan Ying's fingers to swear an oath, but thought about it and decided against it.
He finally asked a doubt in his heart and said: "Fairy Xuanying, why don't you kill me? As far as I know, you are a thousand-year-old zombie god who has killed people all over the world. The number of lives that died in your hands is less than 100,000.
Well, why would you let me go?"
Xuan Ying said calmly: "Are you unhappy if I don't kill you? Do you want me to kill you?"
Ye Xiaochuan immediately shook his head like a rattle and said: "I'm just curious, curious! Yes, curious! That night in that yizhuang, I could feel your murderous intention towards me, but... suddenly that