The misty clouds are within reach, and the green smoke is slowly rising up.
On the rock wall of this abyss, various large and small stone platforms are exposed unevenly. Looking down from the platform, you can see that there is no bottom, and you are stepping on white clouds, and you feel like you are above the clouds for a moment.
A petite figure sat cross-legged here, staring blankly at the rolling sea of clouds in the distance, not knowing where he was wandering.
Next to her, there was a small grass that was less than five inches tall and looked delicate but full of vitality.
That was an unknown seed that Tong Yan planted casually after he came to this place of confinement and was imprisoned in this stone room.
When she planted it, she didn't care whether the seeds would germinate, and then she forgot about it. As time went by, unable to practice, and with nothing to do, she finally noticed this plant, which overcame various difficulties and grew on the stone platform.
Weeds that take root and sprout tenaciously.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the prison of confinement is the most desolate place in the entire sect. Under the abyss is the territory of various monsters and beasts, and is surrounded by dangers. Above, there are towering cliffs whose cold winds are so cold that even birds
I don't want to fly from here.
Only the lonely moonlight occasionally shines on this corner.
On the wall in the stone room, Tong Yan adds a stroke every day, counting the passage of time and hoping that the March period will end soon.
Now, however, less than half of that time has passed.
Although the time was not long, Tong Yan felt like he was about to be locked up and become autistic.
What is the difference between her now and the savage who is isolated from the world?
Being confined in a cave that is only a dozen steps wide every day, with day and night as a pitch-black abyss, it should be said that he is worse than even a savage.
The distracted eyes finally refocused, and the person sitting cross-legged suddenly let out a long sigh, fell back with his upper body, and lay down, with his legs hanging on the edge of the stone platform to prevent him from shaking.
He folded his hands above his stomach and touched the bracelet on his left wrist. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and there was worry that almost overflowed under his lowered eyes.
Master, where are you now?
If this bracelet had a connecting function, the situation would not be so passive.
On the stone platform, there was another sigh.
Luo Huafeng, He Zhan, who went out for training, is back. He would not have ended his training so early, but because he received a message from Xiao Lou and encountered some accidents along the way, he had to come back a month early.
Xiao Louzhi rushed to Luo Huafeng after he returned to the sect. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, he heard a popping sound in the courtyard, and the spray of blood almost touched his clothes, followed by the smell of blood.
He was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that He Zhan's mouth was stained with blood and he was sweating profusely. He didn't know that something went wrong in his practice, but it actually caused confusion in his whole body and caused his energy and blood to flow backwards.
He quickly stepped forward in three and two steps, using all his spiritual power to guide him. It took a while until He Zhan's breath stabilized, and then he stopped.
"Azhan, how could your body be so seriously injured? Your meridians are blocked, and your spiritual energy is running backwards. If you continue to use your spiritual energy, you are at risk of becoming a demon at any time."
Demonic cultivators are more likely to fall into the devil's path than righteous cultivators. Demonic cultivators tend to be insidious and violent. When practiced and used, they usually arouse the greed in the cultivators' hearts, making it easier for them to develop obsessions and fall into the demonic path.
Although demonic cultivators practice demonic techniques, they are still fundamentally different from demonic cultivators. Demonic cultivators are mostly humane and can control themselves, while those who fall into the demonic path can only be described as killing puppets.
He Zhan wiped the blood from his mouth and stared at the blood on the ground.
"Not long after I received your message, someone plotted against me."
Xiao Lou's eyes flashed with anger and he said coldly, "Who is it?"
Compared with his indignation, He Zhan seemed a little cold, "You don't have to ask at this time, this is my private matter, I will solve it."
Xiao Lou was stunned when he heard this, and became even more angry. He said questioningly: "Do you think of me as a brother? We grew up together after all. If something happens to you, you will separate me. What the hell are you doing!"
However, He Zhan still looked determined and remained silent, and his expression did not change due to Xiao Lou's questioning.
Ignoring the angry looks of the people around him, He Zhan directly changed the subject and said: "Sister Yan is still locked up in a place of confinement."
"Sister Yan, Sister Yan." Xiao Lou's tone was filled with secret anger, and he was mumbling through gritted teeth. He had been asking Xiao Yan all day long if he cared about his injury, but why hadn't he been so active?
Xiao Lou went aside angrily and sulked, not wanting to answer He Zhan's questions, but he stared at him, as if he would not give up until he got an answer, and Xiao Lou felt helpless.
"Yes, I have been locked up for almost two months."
"My master personally came to the peak to arrest this person." He Zhan's eyes were slightly lowered, and his words were light and airy, but there was an inexplicable chill that made people shiver.
Xiao Lou didn't feel that the tone of his words was strange. He Zhan sometimes spoke in a gloomy tone.
"Who dares to disobey the sect master's order?"
Except for the young master.
But he is missing now, otherwise Xiaoyan would never have experienced this.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lou frowned and said with some uncertainty, "Could Xiao Yan's punishment this time be related to the disappearance of the young sect leader."
Xiaoyan has been missing all the time and must not break the rules of the family. That day, Master Xu also used an excuse that no one had taught him.
He Zhan didn't answer, his eyes were dark, as if no light could penetrate them. After a moment, he said two words.
"anger."
In the eyes of some people in the sect, Shang Xun did not have to go to Penglai a few years ago, and he never liked to join in the fun. He only went there because his disciples were curious about the scenery of Penglai.
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Wei Xue, who lives in the outer sect of the Sword Sect, has been living a relatively stable life during this period. Apart from having to avoid the female disciples who always come to her to 'chat' because they are curious about her relationship with Gu Yuqi, she only does cleaning every day.
Stairs, taking care of spiritual plants and spiritual beasts, etc.
However, the leisurely days did not last long. I don’t know when, but she was responsible for more and more sect tasks, and she always had a share of the dirty and tiring work.
Once you get busy, let alone practice time, you often don’t even have time to eat.
Wei Xue felt as if she was being targeted.
She touched the place where Gu Yuqi's rumor talisman was placed. She endured it for a long time, then finally let it go and continued to immerse herself in her work.
Bringing her back to the sect is interesting enough, you can't think about troubling others with everything.
Furthermore, there are only two possible reasons for targeting her. Seeing that she has no backing, she deliberately leaves things to herself that others are unwilling to do.
Otherwise, some people were jealous of her "close relationship" with Gu Yuqi and deliberately tormented her.
This time, they asked Gu Yuqi for help, which temporarily solved the problem, but what if they repeat the same trick later, or make it worse?
So, she still persisted.
After finally finishing the morning's work before dinner, Wei Xue packed up her dirty clothes and planned to go to the cafeteria to eat.
This was the only time in the past few days that she had caught up with lunch, so she walked quickly, wanting to get to the cafeteria early and have a hot meal.