In the rotating tower, Ye Su once guessed that You Fushi might be the first Xuanyin body, but later he felt that it was not right.
Rumor has it that the Xuanyin body was a disciple of a small sect, and had been locked underground. Later, the small sect was short-sighted and sold his blood, which was then discovered and almost caused unrest in the world of cultivation.
Several major sect leaders had clearly seen the Xuanyin body more than 2,000 years ago. If You Fushi was the Xuanyin body, several sect leaders should have recognized him during the sect competition. Secondly, the Blood-Crying Sword that belonged to You Fushi had also been in the sword tomb of our sword sect. It was there more than 2,000 years ago, but no one had pulled it out. The timeline does not match.
The previous Xuanyin body had obviously encountered some bad things. Ye Su thought of her junior brother's usual lazy and arrogant appearance, and combined with a few illogical points, she subconsciously overturned this guess.
Now Ye Su was staring at the ordinary-looking person in the Yin-Yang Plate. She could no longer ignore the voice in her heart that the person opposite her was her junior brother.
"Penglai's magic appeared on him, so the Penglai Holy Envoy brought him back." Penglai's Chief Envoy looked at the man on the cross and said, "But I have never seen him, and I have never cast magic on anyone other than Penglai."
More than two thousand years ago, the Penglai chief was shocked when he saw You Fu. The Penglai illusion technique was passed down between chiefs, and only before the previous chief died would it be passed on to the next chief along with other techniques.
It is conceivable how shocked the Penglai leader was when he saw Xuanyin's body that was rescued.
"I have removed the illusion on him." Penglai Chief Envoy said, "His appearance... once appeared in the Chief Envoy's File. We believe that he was the Chief Envoy of Penglai before his death."
"Impossible." Ye Su denied it directly.
Penglai Palm Master looked at the Yin-Yang Plate opposite him: "Why?"
A scene changed in the Yin-Yang disk. Someone was standing in front of a bookshelf and opened a scroll. It contained a picture of You Fushi. He was standing under a tree and looking back. His purple eyes looked mysterious and noble.
"The portrait appears in your Penglai files. Does that mean he is the chief envoy?" Ye Su pinched her fingers on her knuckles and said expressionlessly.
Junior brother is so lazy, he doesn't look like a leader at all.
"That is where the portraits of past masters are placed. They represent their true appearances under the illusion." Master Penglai said, "Only the master can enter."
"… Since he was the Penglai chief envoy before the God-death period, why did he become a disciple of a small sect?" Ye Su looked at the Penglai chief envoy, "Now there is also a Xuanyin body. Is she also a former chief envoy of your Penglai?"
"This one?" Penglai Palm Master waved his hand, and Ning Qianyao's face appeared on the Yin-Yang Plate. "She is not a Palm Master, nor does she have a Xuanyin body."
"But her blood can improve the realm of magic weapons." Ye Su said slowly. This is Ning Qianyao's biggest golden finger in the original work.
The Penglai Palm Master sighed.
At this time, there were new changes on the Yin-Yang Plate.
There was chaos in the deep and gloomy dungeon. Those people seemed to be hiding something. Finally, someone rushed in, and their target was the Xuanyin body on the cross.
During the fight, a man from the small sect quietly got up from the ground, and with a flash of spiritual power from his fingertips, he pierced into the center of Xuanyin's forehead, drew a drop of blood from it, put it in a bottle, and then quickly fled.
Those who came in were still fighting for the Xuanyin Body, and no one noticed the wound on the forehead of the Xuanyin Body.
If the wound had not been healing gradually, Ye Su would have almost thought that he had already stopped breathing and was tied to the cross without any movement.
"This person has since changed his name." After Penglai Palm Envoy spoke, the scene reversed and stayed on the face of the man who injured Xuanyin's body. "The descendants carried this drop of blood and moved around. We sensed that the last trace was in Qianjimen."
Ye Su suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Penglai Palm Master: "She used this drop of blood to become a Xuanyin body?"
The chief master did not answer this question, but the Yin-Yang disk changed the segment again.
In a practice room, there was a wooden bathtub in front of Yang Tan, with a girl of two or three years old sitting inside. He took out a familiar bottle from his Qiankun bag, pinched the little girl's mouth open, and fed her the drop of blood in the bottle.
Ye Su recognized the two or three-year-old child as Ning Qianyao at a glance.
After Ning Qianyao, who was two or three years old, drank the drop of blood, her whole body turned red and blood seeped out of the pores of her skin. She first bent over, holding her stomach, and then fell down, began to wail and roll around, and the water soon turned blood red.
Ye Su looked at this scene and her face gradually darkened.
—They used that drop of blood to artificially create the Xuanyin body.
"That drop of blood is his spiritual blood, it won't be easily dissolved." Penglai Palm Envoy said, "You still have a chance to get it back."
Ye Su stared at Ning Qianyao who came out of the water. She was smiling happily, and kept circling in front of Yang Tan, saying something. It was obvious that she was not ignorant.
"I heard that after Xuanyin's body was taken out of the dungeon, it was transferred several times." Ye Su turned to look at Penglai, the chief envoy, "Can I take a look?"
Penglai palm master paused, then waved his hand to change the picture on the Yin-Yang disk.
Ye Su stared at the images without even blinking once, and every image was engraved in his mind.
“During this period, his realm returned to zero and he was almost never awake. He might have lost his perception of the outside world.” Penglai Palm Envoy whispered.
Not feeling it doesn't mean there's no hurt.
Ye Su said silently in her heart.
When a junior fellow apprentice had a cut on his finger, he would reach out his hand to her and ask her to soothe it with her spiritual power.
…
"You rescued him more than two thousand years ago." After a long while, Ye Su suddenly asked, "He has been in Penglai for more than two thousand years?"
The Penglai Master nodded and said, "When the illusion was resolved, he woke up once, and then he fell asleep for two thousand years. When he woke up again, he stayed for a few years and then left Penglai."
Sleeping for two thousand years, this is more like my junior brother's style.
Penglai took back the Yin-Yang Plate and said, "These are what you want to know. I've told you."
Ye Su stared at Peng Lai, the chief, and gradually realized: "What do you want to see us about?"
It has been rumored that Penglai never interferes in worldly affairs, but these Penglai people have lent a helping hand to them several times. It is impossible that it is just because the junior brother may be the former leader of Penglai.
This little bit of previous relationship was not enough for Peng Lai to intervene again and again to protect them.
The chief emissary stood in the center of the Yin-Yang plate and looked outside the palace: "Peng Lai is good at calculating, but he can't calculate everything."
"so?"
Penglai Palm Envoy said slowly: "A great event that will overturn the Three Realms is about to happen. You will be the hope to break the deadlock."
Ye Su frowned: "The demon army is invading?"
In the original novel, the demon army really turned the cultivation world upside down. In the end, the cultivation world and the demon world joined forces to force back the demon army and suppress the demon world.
"We can't predict it." Penglai's chief looked at Ye Su and dropped an explosive news, "Twenty years ago, Penglai suddenly lost his ability to predict."
"What do you mean?" Ye Suyou doubted his ears for a moment.
"Penglai can't calculate anything anymore." Penglai's chief looked at Ye Su, "He broke the situation. Your fate is intertwined with his. This is the last information we deduced."
Ye Su stared at Peng Lai, the palm operator, then looked down at the Yin-Yang plate under his feet, feeling absurd and shocked.
Peng Lai, who was originally thought to be detached from the world, unexpectedly lost his ability to deduce.
The leaders of several major sects seemed to be unaware of this matter and were wary of Peng Lai.
"I don't understand." Ye Su was puzzled, "You never calculated that you would lose your ability to deduce?"
"It has come to this." Penglai's chief looked at Ye Su calmly, "You can rest in Penglai for a month before leaving. The great master who transcends tribulation will not stay outside for too long."
…
When Ye Su walked down from the top hall, his mind was filled with the Xuanyin body, whose face was ordinary and unfamiliar but whose figure was familiar. Various emotions were intertwined, including anger, rage and murderous intent.
Junior Brother shouldn't encounter those people and those things.
He should be loved by everyone, be the center of attention, and have all the best things.
"Ye Su!"
As she walked outside the courtyard gate, she heard You Fushi's voice. He walked out and complained to Ye Su when he saw her: "Yi Xuan smashed my door."
You Fushi was still sleeping in the room when Yi Xuan suddenly swung his Chongming Sword and slashed at him. A row of doors were shattered, and the wind blew in from the bare door, waking him up.
Ye Su looked up at You Fushi who was frowning, and suddenly laughed: This is how a junior brother should be.
He didn't lose consciousness. He was unaware of the fact that his spiritual blood was taken away, and he couldn't even feel the pain.
You Fushi was very displeased when he saw Ye Suxiao, thinking that she was partial to Yi Xuan. His clean eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and he added angrily: "And your door."
"Sorry, I didn't mean it." The demonic energy in Yi Xuan's body was a little stronger than before. He had been trying to control the demonic energy in his body, but just now he let the demonic energy get out of control and destroyed all the doors and windows.
"I'll fix it." Ye Su walked over, propped up the broken door, turned around and said to the two of them, "Let's rest here for a while, and then go back to Qianji Gate."
She has always been concerned about the Qianji Sect's gate-guarding formation. After dealing with the formation, she will go find Ning Qianyao.
Yi Xuan held the Chongming Sword in his hand and said with some difficulty: "Will I go back with you?"
"If you don't go back, where are you going?" Ye Su half-knelt on the ground, took out tools from the Qiankun bag, and started to repair the door. "Don't think about those messy things."
Yi Xuan calmed down. He keenly noticed that the senior sister was not in a good mood.
You Fushi, who had always disliked Yi Xuan, suddenly found a point of attack and stood next to Ye Su and said, "When you become a demon, your red eyes will be even uglier."
Yi Xuan: "... You are a demon, and you are not good-looking either."
For some reason, Yi Xuan, who had never been proud of his face, began to feel that his face was not bad since You Fushi came.
Several doors and windows were repaired quickly. Ye Su installed the last door and turned around. You Fushi was standing behind her, deliberately not looking at her, and looked obviously angry.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Ye Su cleaned her hands, walked up to him and took his hand to the main room.
When You Fushi's hand was held, his brows, which had been furrowed tightly, relaxed unconsciously. He was about to speak when he remembered that he was still angry, so he tried very hard to remain silent.
In the yard, Chongming and Yixuan stood in a corner and turned their heads to watch the two people enter the room.
"They have a really good relationship between senior sister and disciple." Zhongming said sincerely, "Your senior sister shouldn't dislike you being a demon."
Yi Xuan kicked the stone at his feet away: "Demons and demons are different."
Demons can form companionship contracts with monks, but devils cannot have companionship.
"People are different." Chongming said with a smile, "You know your senior sister's character best."
Yi Xuan remained silent. He knew it, and precisely because he knew it, he was afraid of implicating Qianji Sect.
Not everyone can accept a demon as a disciple in a sect in the world of cultivation. The Qianji Sect hasn't even risen fully yet, and it would suffer a blow because of him.
Yi Xuan couldn't accept this result.
"If I had the realm of a Demon Lord, would anyone dare to attack Qianji Sect?" Yi Xuan whispered.
The power of Zhengchu Zunren and Penglai Zhangshi is still fresh in his memory. They are powerful people who can transcend tribulations and have power close to that of gods. They can tear apart space at will and kill people with their voices.
If he reaches the level of Demon Lord, he will also possess this power.
At this time, Chongming put his hand on Yi Xuan's shoulder to wake him up.
Chongming seemed to be able to see through all his thoughts, whether positive or dark: "You can cultivate to the level of Demon Lord, but you must maintain your sanity and not be bloodthirsty."
The most important reason why the devil is the devil is that he kills without restraint.
"… I know."
Inside the house, Ye Su looked at You Fushi, who was lying on the bed playing with the Mist Killing Flower. After a long moment, she asked him, "How did you get that scar on your forehead?"
You Fushi turned to look at her, raised his hand and wiped his smooth forehead: "What's the injury?"
"The real body." Ye Su's eyes fell on the Mist Killing Flower in his hand, "There is a white mark on the forehead."
You Fushi sat up and denied it: "I look the same as it, without the white marks, I'm not ugly."