The Forbidden Path to Immortality - Chapter 124

Chapter 4: Conversation

A raging wind swept across the heavens and earth, sweeping down from Mount Beiqi to the ten-thousand-foot-high sky. A raging tide surged forth, sweeping through the air. Everyone paused. In truth, without a deep foundation of cultivation, even the thought of flying a sword would be impossible in the turbulent surge of vital energy that followed.

This was merely the aftermath, but even a moderately accomplished third-generation disciple could discern the unwavering divine might of two supreme masters within the chaotic vortex of energy. True Immortal

Realm cultivators like Mingji, Miaochang, and Ji Bucuo used even more sophisticated methods to perceive the subtle mysteries, deducing the distant scene and then guessing the identities of the combatants.

Li Xun, too, used a half-baked method to sense the distant signals. In fact, with just his eyes, he could confirm the identity of one of the combatants, and with a little more deduction from his mind, he could grasp the clues to the other.

“Tsk, it seems the authentic Heart Demon Refining Method is effective. Even with such severe injuries, she’s completely healed in just two or three months… But her temper must have increased exponentially, otherwise, why would she resort to such a tirade?”

Undoubtedly, the ones engaging in a battle hundreds of miles away were the Heavenly Demon Phoenix and Master Tianzhi.

He stole a glance at Mingji, only to see a trace of blood on her cheeks, her belligerent nature evident.

Li Xun had no doubt that within a few hundred years, Mingji would be on par with these two masters, ultimately defeating them! The reason was simple: Mingji’s purity.

However, what truly intrigued Li Xun was why the Demon Phoenix had appeared. Didn’t she know that this Water Mirror Conference was a gathering of all sects to jointly counter the impact of the Loose Cultivator Alliance on the world? Was her high-profile appearance a show of force, or did she have some other agenda?

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Li Xun lost interest in the fierce battle in the distance, his gaze drifting, observing the changes around him.

There was no shortage of cultivators on Beiqi Mountain, and countless were shaken to their core by this surging surge of vital energy. Swords flashed below, and at least a thousand cultivators soared on their swords, intent on approaching the distant battlefield and gaining a better understanding of the situation.

Among them, a figure approaching from the opposite direction stood out. Li Xun’s sharp eyes recognized the newcomer’s identity, and his heart skipped a beat, a touch of unease rising.

The newcomer also caught the attention of Mingji and the others. From a distance, she bowed and said, “Seniors and fellow Daoists, how are you? Yan Shuiyue, the receptionist of the Shuijing Sect, is here to greet you.”

As she spoke, Yan Shuiyue, who hadn’t been seen for over a month, approached with a smile, dressed in a plain white robe and holding a folding fan. She practiced the art of cloud-riding, and though her speed was slow, her demeanor was ethereal, and her men’s clothing gave her a certain air of elegance, far removed from the embarrassment of her initial escape by stripping off her clothes.

Although this place was still thousands of miles away from the Shuijing Cave Heaven, it was already within the Shuijing Sect’s sphere of influence, so Yan Shuiyue’s presence was not surprising.

The Shuijing Conference brought together the various sects of good and evil, and countless feuds and conflicts arose within it. Without prior preparation, a fierce battle like the one between Yaofeng and Tianzhi could have shattered the Shuijing Cave Heaven. The

Shuijing Sect

had taken great pains to make these arrangements. However, upon seeing the young woman,

Li Xun felt a genuine sense of nervousness. This feeling seemed to arise suddenly, but a moment of introspection revealed that it had been brewing since yesterday. Seeing the Black Silk Clam Treasure suddenly appear, it was hard not to be moved.

And upon seeing Yan Shuiyue, he naturally recalled the “secret” the young woman had revealed a month ago.

Although the Black Silk Clam Treasure had not fallen into his hands, its sudden appearance at this moment still partially aligned with Yan Shuiyue’s calculations.

It follows that a significant portion of the “possibilities” the young woman calculated will come true, which wouldn’t be a very pleasant situation…

Yan Shuiyue’s large, dark eyes rolled around, not missing a single person as she politely greeted them: “Master Ji, Fairy Mingji, Immortal Miaochang… Aha, Senior Brother Lingzhu, you’re here too!”

Her tone suddenly became lively and lively, with a touch of intimacy. Li Xun didn’t know whether to feel relieved or worried, so he could only nod and smile as a greeting. Yan Shuiyue, seemingly aware of her own impoliteness, stuck out her tongue, projecting a playful,

innocent air, completely ignoring the receptionist’s smoothness. But how many people could remain angry at such a childish brat? When she apologized to everyone, she was met with doting smiles, even from Fatty Ji.

“Cunning little girl!”

Li Xun knew perfectly well that this was exactly what Yan Shuiyue had intended.

With the Mingxin Sword Sect, the Wuliangwu Sect, and the Sikong Qianbao Pavilion all present, even the most tactful receptionist would be overwhelmed by such a scene.

Yan Shuiyue, however, took a different approach. With a single sentence, she transformed the arduous receptionist duties into a platform for complete freedom. Even if she made a mistake, she faced no reprimand. It was all about playing the role of a naiveté, so why not?

Of course, Yan Shuiyue wasn’t entirely insincere. With her eloquent words, she quickly assigned the three sects their respective residences within Shuijing Dongtian, and cleverly summoned two other disciples to assist.

After some discussion, she finally had the chance to speak, “Just now, our senior brothers in the north have sent word that the battle over there is none other than Yaofeng and Master Tianzhi… Could this be a true first-class fight? Speaking of which, even back in the North Pole, I never saw anything like it!”

With just two sentences, everyone’s attention returned to the distant confrontation. Yan Shuiyue got a free moment, took a long breath, glanced at Li Xun again, and approached him stealthily. With Li Xun frowning, she said mysteriously, “Hey, be careful…”

Li Xun’s heart twitched, but luckily he calmed down in time and responded indifferently, “What are you careful about?”

“It’s been so long since we last met, how come you’ve become stupid?” Yan Shuiyue at this moment vaguely resembled the proud yellow-haired girl in the city that never sleeps. She was smiling and talking without any wariness.

“Of course I want you to be careful of your enemies. Yesterday, your old friend from the Ghost Shadow Sect came, and he kicked the golden armored warrior of Daqian Guangji City to death with one kick, which caused quite a stir!” “

Old friend? Hundred Ghosts?”

Seeing Yan Shuiyue nodding, Li Xun suddenly felt a little dizzy. Before he could react, Ling＠ next to him had already leaned over, grinned at Yan Shuiyue, and then asked curiously: “Master Hundred Ghosts, isn’t that guy the one who is as famous as Junior Brother Xun? Sister Shuiyue, is that guy very powerful?”

Yan Shuiyue was quite dissatisfied with Ling＠’s address, and responded unhappily: “You kicked a golden armored warrior to death with one kick! The “Hunluo Golden Light Armor” of Daqian Guangji City can’t be cut open by ordinary flying swords, let alone feet! Didn’t you see how ugly General Yu Lei’s face was, but he couldn’t even fart! “

Her outspokenness caught everyone’s attention, and she immediately received a series of muffled laughter. Yan Shuiyue also knew that she had lost her composure, and her pretty face flushed, but she still said with her neck held high, “I mean well, you don’t know how terrifying that Taoist Hundred Ghosts is, he, uh, I mean…”

The little girl spoke too quickly and almost let out what she had experienced. Fortunately, she stopped in time, but she was also scared and broke into a cold sweat. She quickly changed the subject and said, “Yu Lei Shenjiang is also a well-known figure. He is accompanied by 300 armored soldiers. The sects think he has the most people, but he made the Hundred Ghosts retreat like lightning and killed their companions in an instant.

“In the end, he couldn’t even vent his fire. I don’t know how embarrassing it was. I think the Hundred Ghosts may have practiced some evil skills. Their strength is much stronger than the legend!”

In the end, she couldn’t help but let out a few words, which could be considered as a wake-up call for Li Xun. However, Li Xun didn’t have the heart to think about this at the moment. Instead, he had some opinions on what the little girl said, “retreat like lightning.”

This description seemed to be…

Just as he was thinking, Ming Ji in front of him turned around and spoke to him: “Instantly killing a golden armored warrior with outstanding single defense, even if it was a surprise attack, I can only do it with my best effort. Is the cultivation level of Bai Gui so strong?”

Hearing Ming Ji admitting that he was inferior, Li Xun’s feelings suddenly became clear, and he shook his head and said: “Bai Gui is proficient in Youming Yin Fire and Corpse Puppetry. Apart from that, he is good at forbidden techniques. His speed is not outstanding, at least it was like that before. Otherwise, I would not be alive today!”

Ming Ji frowned slightly, and said: “Didn’t you fight with him more than a month ago? At that time, his cultivation level remained unchanged?”

Li Xun then remembered that he had told Ming Ji that before rushing to Xinghe, he had fought against Bai Gui in the southwest, and hurriedly added: “In recent years, Bai Gui and I have mostly competed in forbidden techniques…”

At this point, he suddenly remembered something, his heart twitched suddenly, and his eyes swept towards Yan Shuiyue.

The young woman was listening intently to his conversation with Mingji, her expression unchanged. Seeing his focused gaze, she even smiled.

With a sigh of relief, he continued, “Especially a month ago, the southwest was in turmoil, and Baigui seemed to be in some trouble. He and I parted ways quickly, and I didn’t have time to think things over.” “

Yes, yes, the southwest was in turmoil back then. My master and I almost got back dead!”

Yan Shuiyue chimed in, unintentionally bolstering Li Xun’s defense.

Mingji didn’t think much of it, but nodded slightly. Then he added, “Since Shuiyue said Baigui’s cultivation has advanced rapidly, you must be even more careful. He and you have been enemies for decades. When he improves, you’ll probably be the first person he thinks of… Be extremely cautious!”

Li Xun imagined the attitude of someone outshined by a rival and nodded with a hint of resignation. Mingji, still uneasy, stared at him for a long moment before turning away.

Mingji turned his head, and Ling@, Lingji, and the others gathered around him, chatting with Li Xun with a mixture of curiosity and worry. Nine out of ten of their sentences revolved around the Hundred Ghosts.

As he dealt with his enthusiastic fellow apprentices, Li Xun’s brow furrowed involuntarily. Others might see this as concern for the threat posed by the Hundred Ghosts, but Li Xun knew it was simply a matter of trying to cover up his lies.

He glanced at Yan Shuiyue again. The young woman was vividly describing the Hundred Ghosts’ “devilish powers,” only to increase the anxiety of her fellow apprentices. But judging by her expression, it was perfectly natural; she likely hadn’t caught the flaw in Li Xun’s words.

Indeed, after a month of confinement in Tenghua Valley, the young woman had only a limited understanding of many things, and with her preconceived notions, it was only natural that she would be surprised. But some people are different…

Li Xun still remembered the day Mingji asked about the culprit behind the broken Jade Sword. Among the names he casually mentioned were Xu Kang of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect and a deceased cultivator named Luo.

At the time, the lie was flawless, but now, at the inter-sect meeting, if Xu Kang were to arrive and confront him, the lie would be exposed in a few words!

He sighed, but he didn’t regret his lie; it was the best course of action. As for the trouble it caused, as Yin Sanren said, when the world’s advantages and disadvantages are unclear, just follow your own will.

The greatest price you pay is simply the responsibility for your actions, nothing more!

With his mind made up, Li Xun quickly formulated a new plan. Taking advantage of a lull in conversation, he pulled Yan Shuiyue aside and whispered, “How far is our residence from the ‘Heaven-reaching Tree’?”

Yan Shuiyue was startled at first, but quickly recovered. When she looked at Li Xun again, a hint of pity lingered in her eyes. She dropped her smile and said sternly, “About one thousand five hundred to six hundred miles…”

Li Xun did a quick calculation and realized that the towering tree marked the main gate of Langya Shuijingzhitian. This meant that all the abodes were roughly that distance away from Langya Shuijingzhitian.

To minimize conflict among the participating sects, the Shuijing Sect had separated their abodes by a considerable distance. This gave Li Xun a rough estimate of the entire geographical area.

While a few thousand miles might not seem like much to a cultivator, it could offer significant leverage if utilized effectively.

With a firm grasp on this, Li Xun then, following Yan Shuiyue’s estimate, asked her to go to the towering tree to pay tribute to his deceased mentor, Lin Ge.

With that, everyone fell silent.

For the cultivators of the Mingxin Sword Sect, everything was fine within the sect, but outside, the name Lin Ge was practically taboo. Countless cultivators have perished over the past century, but Lin Ge’s humiliating death is rare in the history of the Tongxuan Realm.

Atop the towering tree before the main gate of the Langya Water Mirror, before the gazes of cultivators from all sects, he dangled n*ked from a protruding branch, his p*nis, shrunken to the size of a needle, visible to all the world. Even then, he still held a shred of life.

The demonic phoenix stood guard over him, repeatedly striking down cultivators who attempted to rescue him, posing as Luo Nanchuan, and ensuring that as many people as possible witnessed the once-renowned “grace” of the Tianxin Sword. This lasted until Lin Ge’s last breath, his life extinguished. The

Mingxin Sword Sect’s reputation suffered a severe blow. Fortunately, Zhong Yin was still alive at the time. Though he remained silent, his presence in the shadows averted a catastrophic outcome.

Regardless of the awkward position the Mingxin Sword Sect held in this matter, Li Xun grasped one key point: within the orthodox sects, filial piety often trumps any stratagem.

As early as his first Water Mirror Conference, he had dressed in plain clothes and paid tribute to his deceased master beneath a towering tree, oblivious to the criticisms and criticisms behind his back.

From then on, whenever he visited the Shuijing Sect, the tree beneath it became his go-to spot. With so many visits, even Yan Shuiyue had developed a reflex. A

flash of intense anger flashed in Mingji’s eyes, but it ultimately faded into a long sigh. She nodded, “You can also tell my senior brother…”

She trailed off, but Li Xun understood the unspoken meaning.

Given Lin Ge’s humiliating death, it would have been unsatisfactory for the Mingxin Sword Sect to go in a grand procession. It would have been better for Li Xun to go alone as a disciple, prioritizing filial piety, and no one would have to complain. Just like the Immortal Miao Chang next to him, although he had a look of disapproval on his dark face, he turned away in the end, pretending not to hear.

Li Xun did not delay any longer, and immediately said goodbye to his companions, and headed directly to Langya Shuijing Heaven. Seeing that the receptionist of the same sect had already arrived, Yan Shuiyue, who was beside him, jumped out and shouted: “It’s very chaotic over there in your sect. With the receptionist here, there will be less trouble.”

She was undoubtedly telling the truth. In just a short while, Li Xun and his companions saw dozens of independent cultivators, who were either watching the fight in the distance or rushing towards the Shuijing Sect.

After all, the Shuijing Sect could accommodate more than 30 sects, but it could not accommodate tens of thousands of independent cultivators. At this time, no one knew what the Shuijing Cave Heaven had become. Li Xun had been practicing Taoism for decades and had made quite a few enemies. God knew what trouble would arise.

However, this opportunity that was finally squeezed out…

After a slight hesitation, Immortal Master Minghuo spoke in his usual gentle tone, “This is for the best. With Master Yan here, the interference will definitely be less. Lingzhu, you should also be cautious. This conference is different from the previous ones. I don’t know how many people with bad intentions will come out… Do you understand?”

After hearing what he said, Li Xun swallowed back any words of refusal. But what caught his attention was that when Minghuo said “different from the past”, Yan Shuiyue clearly curled her lips, looking very disapproving, which was very subtle.

Well, it’s a good time to get some information out of the little girl. With this thought in mind, Li Xun waved to Yan Shuiyue, stopped flying the sword, and directly used the cloud-riding technique. Then she flew away on the clouds.

Perhaps it was the sheer exhilaration of riding the wind and clouds that made Yan Shuiyue seem incredibly excited today, chattering away to Li Xun. “Come to think of it, we haven’t seen each other in five or six years. I don’t think you’ve participated in the Water Mirror Conference in recent years… have you been busy slaying demons?”

“Yeah, sort of.”

Li Xun, of course, wouldn’t tell her that the main reason he skipped the Water Mirror Conference was that he didn’t want to engage in meaningless activities before the towering tree. Furthermore, every time he did, he felt his own hypocrisy, and it was never a pleasant experience.

Not wanting to continue the conversation, Li Xun turned and said, “By the way, that Baigui guy killed people from Daqian Guangji City. I don’t see you seem too worried?”

Yan Shuiyue, not understanding, asked, eyes wide. “What are you worried about?”

“The alliance of all sects! The Miaohua Sect doesn’t have to worry about it. The Xingji Sword Sect has already confirmed they won’t participate. If we cause any more trouble…”

Yan Shuiyue interrupted him mid-sentence with a wave of her hand. The little girl said weakly, “Brother Lingzhu, please don’t be so naive, okay? Do you think that the Xingji Sword Sect is the only one to withdraw from the alliance this time?”

“Huh?”

“Ten Mountains and Seven Seas, Nine Truths and Four Bizarre, Three Cave Heavens, there are thirty-three sects in this world. The Xuanhai Youming City is wiped out, the Hundred Beasts Sect was destroyed, they don’t count; the Miaohua Sect is a den of thieves, it doesn’t count; the Xingji Sword Sect doesn’t count!

“And then, Bu Yanyan just put up a sign saying that the mountain gate will be closed for ten years, and he didn’t come if he said he wouldn’t come; the Zhugou Sect still has no definite news… all in all, there are only twenty-seven sects left in this alliance.

“But that’s not all! When it comes to matters like alliances, you should never count on sects like the Yanxing Sect, Qianbao Pavilion, and Qianfan City that are more like merchants than cultivators; the Yidoumi Sect’s foundation is in the human world, not this world, so naturally they won’t be dedicated.

“Even worse, the Western Alliance sects have a tacit understanding, clearly scheming against their own plans. Just think about it, how many of them will actually participate in the alliance?”

Li Xun pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile. “Yes, not a single one!”

This was a bit too much. Li Xun knew that at least the ten righteous sects…leaving aside the Shuijing Sect, the nine righteous sects genuinely wanted to maintain order in this world. Despite their more selfish motives, the Western Alliance sects had no intention of changing their ways.

But worse still, the two sides had already formed relatively stable factions, operating in completely different ways. Add to that the deep hatred that had been simmering for millennia, and how could you force them to unite without the crushing pressure of a forty-nine tribulation?

For a skilled strategist like Gu Yin, no matter how formidable the opposition, it meant nothing unless they were united.

If he were Gu Yin, he would adopt a slow, slow-cooking approach, leveraging the resources at his disposal to slowly build his own prestige.

There was no need for overt expansion. As long as she could follow the same path as the Dead Ghost Bixiu, in another three to five hundred years, perhaps there would be nothing in this world that she couldn’t accomplish. Although Li Xun still didn’t know what she was going to do,

he understood why the Mingxin Sword Sect didn’t take this alliance seriously.

To be honest, Li Xun wasn’t particularly concerned about this, but the topic of the Western Alliance gave Yan Shuiyue an opportunity to broach the subject, so he casually said, “By the way, how come the various sects in the Western Alliance have their own plans? How many people have they sent this time?”

“Two!”

Yan Shuiyue held up two fingers, half-smiling, “Of the six sects in the Western Alliance, only two came. They’re all from the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect, a pretty impressive one. The sect leader, Venerable Qixiu, came in person, and even brought a disciple with him. Humph, it’s a good thing our sect prepared that abode for them on Donghua Mountain.”

“I see. Although Qixiu has a high status, he’s always been headstrong and self-willed. Having him attend the meeting is a clear sign of non-cooperation… Hey, weren’t there five sects? How come there’s another one?”

“Luoyu Sect, I don’t know what’s gotten into Su Huaiyu, insisting he’s in the west-central part of the sect. Going to mess with that stinking Ramasha! Ugh, he’s at least separated from the west by the Ghost-Eating Sect, the Fahua Sect, and the Ghost-Eating Shadow Sect. If he were west, you guys from Zuowang Peak would have flown all the way to Beiqi Mountain!”

Su Huaiyu… Li Xun thought back to that scheming man, finally understanding his meaning. Now that he thought about it, he still had some feelings for Shui Dielan. Of course, he was more likely using her as leverage for his sect’s position in the Western Alliance.

Never mind that! Li Xun was more interested in the disciple brought by the Seventh Cultivator. Of course, he wouldn’t ask for his name directly, nor would he test the waters. He simply inquired about the location of Donghua Mountain, silently memorizing it.

Meanwhile, the fire clouds hundreds of miles away seemed to have subsided somewhat, but that didn’t mean the fierce fighting had abated.

The storm’s message indicated that the clash of hands had become increasingly ferocious, so intense that the aftermath, reaching this area, even produced eerie howling sounds, like ghosts and gods weeping, and swirling circles formed around the clouds.

Li Xun couldn’t help but marvel at the terrifying destructive power of a Grandmaster. It was said that when the various sects surrounded the Demon Phoenix and the Azure Luan, the chaotic battle lasted for days, and nearly half of the Hundred Thousand Mountains collapsed, razing the core area for thousands of miles, leaving no vegetation to this day. The two men fighting today must have exercised considerable restraint.

At this thought, a question suddenly occurred to him: If the alliance of the various sects was destined to be fruitless, why would the Demon Phoenix intervene and cause unnecessary trouble?

This thought flashed through Li Xun’s mind, but he didn’t put much thought into it, because, to this day, he knew too little about Ancient Sound and the Demon Phoenix. Forcing an interpretation would be a waste of effort.

Yan Shuiyue had no idea Li Xun had so many thoughts in such a short time. Feeling the previous topic was still too heavy, she decided to bring up something more amusing: “Hey, did you know that Baigui actually has a connection with you?”

As a disciple of the Shuijing Sect, the “connection” she spoke of must be something special. Li Xun’s heart tightened, and a look of interest crossed his face.

“There’s something I haven’t told you before. Your eyes are different from those of ordinary people!” Yan Shuiyue gestured with a strange symbol, seemingly symbolizing something.

After a pause, seeing Li Xun’s increasing concentration, the young girl continued with a smile, “Your eyes, in my Shuijing Secret Technique, are known as ‘Blood Pupils and Fiery Souls,’ but they’re extremely rare. Those with eyes like these must have blood on their hands… Hee, after all these decades, you should have some understanding.” Li

Xun hummed, his heart aroused by his wariness of the Shuijing Sect’s secret techniques. This technique, similar to face reading, seemed to disregard people’s outward disguises and go straight to the core. Anyone facing such a method would be uneasy.

Wait… Blood-eyed and fierce soul, he seemed to have heard this term somewhere before?

Yan Shuiyue, unaware, hadn’t noticed. Instead, she went further, “What a coincidence! There’s another person in this world with the same eyes as you. Of course, it’s Bai Gui! I was so shocked! Hmm, you two are so incompatible, is it just like attracting each other?”

The little girl laughed heartlessly, and Li Xun didn’t know what expression to show.

The name “Bai Gui” flashed like lightning, illuminating his mind. For a moment, he almost reached out and crushed Yan Shuiyue’s neck. Fortunately, he reacted in time, stretching his fingers and palms twice. At that moment, he found his palms were already covered with sweat.

As expected, Yan Shuiyue had once assigned the term “Blood-Eyed Fiery Soul” to “Bai Gui.

” Li Xun even thought that if “Bai Gui” hadn’t appeared first, convincing Yan Shuiyue, this girl would never have so easily revealed the information about “Blood-Eyed Fiery Soul.” Who knows when, this handle will give him a fatal blow…

Shuijing Sect, it’s so scary!

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, he asked tentatively: “Is there anything special about this “Blood Pupils and Fiery Souls”? “

“Well, the book says that “Blood Pupils and Fiery Souls, endless killing disasters”, which is actually not very good. But the secrets of heaven are infinite, it’s half and half. As long as you keep a serious mind, it doesn’t matter if you have more murderous aura. At most, it will be a little difficult to deal with when the heavenly disaster comes.

“But after all, you are practicing the orthodox Xuanmen, and you have your own rules for overcoming disasters… Don’t be afraid. When your Zhong Yin Immortal Master ascended to heaven, he encountered the “Blood Evil Yin Disaster”, but he broke it with a sword, easily?”

Yan Shuiyue’s tone was quite relaxed, but his expression changed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye he was very confused: “It’s really strange to say this. Zhong Yin has been walking in the world, slaying demons and eliminating monsters. No matter how many killing disasters he has, he has also many merits. How could he attract the “Blood Evil”?

“Tsk, it’s all thanks to Zhong Yin. If it were someone else, who couldn’t react in time and was completely unleashed by the “Blood Evil”, it would be no different from the forty-nine-fold tribulation.”

At this point, she suddenly came to her senses, looked up and saw Li Xun’s extremely ugly face, knew she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly laughed to make amends: “Don’t worry, don’t worry, the “Blood Evil Yin Tribulation” will not appear just by pulling someone out. Generally, it is caused by doing too many evil things that harm the world, or accidentally interfering with the secrets of heaven, which leads to future troubles…

“Well, Zhong Yin should be the latter, just like the founder of the Ghost Devouring Shadow Sect. Wasn’t it because he released the great devil, Luo Hou, that he failed to survive the tribulation and was destroyed?

“As for you, your cultivation is not enough. Let alone interfering with the secrets of heaven, you can’t even do that to do bad things!”

It has to be said that Yan Shuiyue’s eloquence is so poor that it is unbearable!

Li Xun didn’t want to be in a bad mood anymore, so he glared at Yan Shuiyue, turned his face away, and prepared to ignore her for a while.

Yan Shuiyue stuck out her tongue and didn’t dare to say anything more, but she was a person who could not sit still. After a short pause, she could not help but widen her eyes, looking up and down at Li Xun’s appearance and clothes, counting on her fingers, preparing to use Li Xun as material to review the lessons she had just learned.

Li Xun knew what Yan Shuiyue was doing, but he couldn’t pull the wool over the eyes of the little girl! Therefore, although he felt uncomfortable, he could only let her do what she wanted. He had to appear to be a gentleman and open-minded on the outside, which was extremely difficult.

“Huh?”

A cry of surprise made Li Xun close his eyes and sigh, and finally turned around fiercely and said, “What’s the matter again!”

Yan Shuiyue met his gaze, clapped her hands and laughed, “I found another similarity between you and Baigui!”

Li Xun secretly cried “Oh my God”, and for the first time he had the idea of running away. But on the surface he still had to ask: “Where?”

Yan Shuiyue giggled and uttered two words: “Hypocrisy!”

“Hypocrisy?”

This was really a terrible accusation. Li Xun was angry and amused. He knew that Yan Shuiyue had no good feelings towards the ghosts, but she would not vent her anger on him, although this was in accordance with the law of nature!

“Okay, just tell me, how hypocritical am I?”

“You’re hypocritical… about your face!”

Yan Shuiyue casually opened her folding fan, beaming. “The face-reading method I just learned can deduce whether a person’s face is genuine from the outlines of their muscles and bones. I just tried it, and it really showed.”

Li Xun, upon hearing this, calmed down and said with a smile, “My face is genuine. There’s no disguise or anything like that.”

“I know that, but…” Yan Shuiyue dragged out a long laugh, “But I also know that when you were young, before your body was fully formed, you must have tried to change your appearance. Tsk, you’re so obsessed with beauty!”

“Nonsense!” Li Xun responded angrily, “Why should I, a grown man, change my face!”

Yan Shuiyue snapped her fan shut and said angrily, “You are talking nonsense. I can see it. The muscle texture on your neck and face seems to be broken but not broken. It is obvious that you have changed it, and then it was naturally grown and fixed into what it is now.

“I even know that this change must have occurred before the age of eighteen. This is the secret method of my sect. How can I be wrong!”

Seeing her so sure, Li Xun was stunned. After a long while, he shook his head and said, “If you say no, then no. I won’t argue with you on such a boring thing…wait!”

Li Xun suddenly thought of someone. The graceful figure passed through his mind, making his chest instantly stuffy and almost unable to breathe.

Fortunately, the feeling quickly faded. Li Xun suppressed his emotions and frowned, saying, “When I first formed my Golden Core, an elder in the sect concealed my appearance for some reason, saying that my appearance would be restored when I reached the Nascent Soul stage. Could it be that…”

“He’s talking nonsense!” Yan Shuiyue leaped three feet high, a feeling of shared hatred. “He’s clearly lying to you. Even brocade will have wrinkles when it’s crumpled, let alone human flesh?

” “Even if you’re a natural, it would take at least ten or eight years to go from Golden Core to Nascent Soul. By then, your muscles have already been fixed, and even if you physically reshape them, they can’t be changed back. Hey, he’s not jealous because you’re so handsome, is he? Who is he? Who is he?”

Li Xun’s face was as gloomy as water, and he remained silent. Yan Shuiyue was actually a little scared by what she saw, and naturally swallowed her clamor.

But just as she closed her mouth, Li Xun smiled again: “Forget it, my face looks okay now, isn’t it?”

“Hey, you’re not scared, are you? Even if it’s a senior from the sect, he can’t…”

“It doesn’t matter. Anyway, that elder is dead. I can’t fight with…, right?”

He deliberately left the two words vague. Yan Shuiyue had her own understanding of this. After thinking about it, she agreed with it and stopped talking angrily. At this point, the two of them suddenly couldn’t find a topic to talk about, and silence continued.