The old storyteller's words successfully aroused Ye Xiaochuan's interest in Ye Xiaochuan and the tea in his body.
Yuan Xiaolou, who was defeated in the battle for the roasted rabbit, also came over in disgrace and listened to his grandfather talk about his inner demons.
They are all masters of cultivation, and their experience and experience are rare in this world. The three of them only know the first two ways to deal with inner demons, one is to face them head-on, and the other is to slowly guide and purify them.
I have never heard of a third way to resolve inner demons.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I don't know what the third method mentioned by the senior is?"
The old storyteller said slowly: "The third method has only been used by the God of Wood throughout the ages, and it was also realized by the God of Wood. In the Three Realms, few people know this method.
As I said just now, inner demons are formed by the accumulation of various negative energies such as anger, madness, and darkness.
There is a saying in civil officialdom that if you want to deal with corrupt officials, you have to be more cunning than the corrupt officials.
So this third method is even crazier and more violent than the inner demon.
At that time, the soul of Wood God wandered in the underworld, and in the Shura Sea in the underworld, he realized this method of dealing with inner demons.
That’s why I just said that after the wood god’s soul returned to the human world, it used some disgraceful methods to defeat the demonized Nascent Soul.”
As he spoke, the old storyteller looked at Ye Xiaochuan with a very strange look.
Ye Xiaochuan was startled when he saw the old storyteller's eyes.
But at this moment, the old storyteller suddenly withdrew his gaze, raised his wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, he hit his head with an empty wine bowl and said, "I'm old and can't stand it any longer. I just drank a few bowls of fine wine and my head is already dizzy. I'll go in and rest first."
He put down the wine bowl and stood up to go back to the cave. Suddenly he turned around and said, "Boy, your injury is almost healed. Didn't you say that Fantong is now at the back of Samsara Peak?"
It’s really hard for me to sleep without a rice pail as a pillow. Go and pick up the rice pail when you have time. Although it eats a lot, I really can’t live without him now.”
Ye Xiaochuan didn't respond. Yuan Xiaolou already shouted: "Grandpa, you don't know that Mr. Dao has left Cangyun Mountain now. If you ask your husband to go to Cangyun Mountain to pick up the rice, won't this harm your husband?"
The old storyteller said: "Don't worry, although this kid's cultivation is not the best in the world, but his ability to save his life is definitely the best in the world, and he will be fine."
Yuan Xiaolou didn't believe what grandpa said. She said to Ye Xiaochuan: "Husband, don't listen to grandpa. When the news is over, I will go to Cangyun Mountain to pick up the rice, so don't take risks."
Ye Xiaochuan finally came to his senses. He smiled and said, "It's okay. I stayed at Samsara Peak two days ago. You taught me the art of disguise, and no one could recognize me."
Yuan Xiaolou was still worried and went into the cave to argue with his grandfather.
Ye Xiaochuan sat at the entrance of the cave, picked up the wine bowl, and fell into deep thought again.
He always felt that the strange look in the old storyteller's eyes just now, and the last action of hitting his head with a wine bowl, were specially meant for him to see.
This old man definitely knows how to resolve the inner demon that has evolved into an independent personality, but he also knows that at this moment, the inner demon and the master share the same body, and what the master sees and hears, the inner demon can clearly see.
That's why the old storyteller didn't dare to directly give Ye Xiaochuan advice on how to resolve his inner demons. Instead, he used those two actions to let Ye Xiaochuan think and comprehend on his own, so as not to be wary of his inner demons after learning about it.
Ye Tianci said boldly: "This old man is really good at bragging, saying that if you want to resolve the inner demons, you must be more inner demons than the inner demons.
Ye Xiaochuan, if you are really braver and decisive than me, mentally tougher than me, and more revengeful than me, I will choose to disappear automatically without you taking action.
If the ontological consciousness is so powerful, how can inner demons be born?
It’s really ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!”
Ye Xiaochuan ignored Ye Tianci, but he also did not continue to think about the meaning of the strange action of the storyteller just now.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at the sky and saw that it was already the second watch.
He was about to get up and head to Cangyun Mountain.
Even if the old storyteller didn't ask him to pick up the rice bucket, he still had to go back.
There are two reasons. One is that Achitong is still on the mountain behind Samsara Peak, so Ye Xiaochuan will naturally not leave him behind.
Secondly, he still wanted to see Yun Qiyou, not for any other reason than for the trip to the Sea of Forgetfulness.
The strange words in the death-seeking picture were figured out by siblings Mu Xiaoshan and Mu Xiaoshan.
I am the reincarnation of Mu Xiaoshan, but I don’t have Mu Xiaoshan’s memory, so I may not be able to decipher those weird verses.
Although Yun Qiyou is not the reincarnation of Mu Xiaoshan, he is the descendant of Mu Xiaoshan. If the destined person is not Ye Xiaochuan, then it must be Yun Qiyou.
So Ye Xiaochuan asked Yun Qiyou if he was willing to go to the Sea of Forgetfulness with him.
After Yuan Xiaolou had an argument with his grandfather, he walked out depressed.
She had two fights tonight. She lost to Wangcai and Fugui in the first one, and lost to grandpa in the latter one, which made her very unhappy.
She said: "Husband, I will accompany you to Samsara Peak."
Ye Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "I can just go there by myself. You wait for me here."
Yuan Xiaolou said anxiously: "Don't worry, I won't be a burden to you, and... and Yu Jizi and I... he won't kill me anyway. If your whereabouts in Cangyun Mountain are exposed, I'm here,
Maybe Yu Jizi will be more generous."
Ye Xiaochuan smiled and said: "Are you underestimating your husband and my ability, or are you underestimating the disguise technique you taught me back then?
Xiaolou, I will not leave without saying goodbye. At dawn, I will come back with my rice pail to meet you!"
Ye Xiaochuan knew that Yuan Xiaolou was not only worried that he would be in danger in Cangyun, but also worried that he would leave without saying goodbye, so he wanted to go with him.
Of course he couldn't take Yuan Xiaolou to the back mountain of Samsara Peak, as it was too close to the bamboo forest where her biological mother, Ban Zhushui, was sealed.
He didn't want this kind girl to have any pain or sadness in her heart.
Ye Xiaochuan is gone, and so are Wangcai and Wealth.
Yuan Xiaolou stood in front of the cave entrance, looking eagerly to the east.
Ye Xiaochuan said he would be back at dawn, so Yuan Xiaolou planned to just keep looking at the eastern sky, waiting for the man he loved to fulfill his promise.
In order to avoid being discovered by cultivators, Ye Xiaochuan did not fly at high altitude, but flew almost close to the ground.
His speed is very fast. Wangcai and Fugui are not known for their speed. The golden eagles and Dapeng, without transforming, find it difficult for these two magical birds to catch up with Ye Xiaochuan.
Seeing that these two magical birds were affecting his schedule, Ye Xiaochuan asked the two magical birds to land on his shoulders, and Ye Xiaochuan carried them to fly at low altitude.
Ye Xiaochuan's figure was like a ghost, moving swiftly and silently through the mountains of Qilin Mountain, and soon entered the Cangyun Mountains.
