This chuckle interrupted Yin Wuwang's self-movement. He turned his head and looked over. The first person he saw was Fucheng. Under the moonlight, the elder Fucheng's face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with anger, as if he wanted to kill him.
Yin Wuwang's expression was instantly like a bolt from the blue.
Why is Fucheng here?! The Grand Elder of Fucheng holds a high position in Liuguang Sect.
Yin Wuwang was not taken seriously in the sect and was usually only seen at banquets.
Yin Wuwang's gaze moved back again, and he saw the man next to Fu Cheng, whose face turned even paler and his pupils were dilated.
Xie Shiyi didn't look at him, his eyes were only at Yan Qing, with a hint of smile still at the corner of his lips.
Fu Cheng had never thought that Xie Ying called him here just because of this piece of trash. He was still worried, but was immediately shocked to death by Yin Wuwang's words that he was going to take him with him!
"Yin Wuwang, what are you doing here!" Fu Cheng now just wanted to strangle him and take him away. But Xie Ying was beside him, and he couldn't figure out what Xie Ying was thinking, so he could only speak with gritted teeth.
Yin Wuwang's lips trembled: "Elder Fucheng..."
Fucheng: "Come here!"
No matter the level of cultivation or position, Yin Wuwang dared not resist the supreme elder of the Dongxu period. He shrank like a quail, his fingers trembling, and walked over step by step with his head down.
Fu Cheng was so angry when he thought that he was the cause of what happened tonight that he waved his sleeves in anger.
Yin Wuwang was forced to kneel on the ground because of the pressure.
"If she doesn't stay in her room at midnight, she will go out for a tryst—" No!
Fu Cheng thought of something, and in a hurry he swallowed the word "love" in his mouth. He changed his words and said sinisterly: "Get out of here!"
Yin Wuwang was suppressed by the pressure and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat. The moment he saw Xie Ying, the arrogance and pleasure that he had imagined before, which was created by Yan Qing, and which trampled the gods under his feet, were all poured down by the heavy snow, leaving him with a bone-chilling cold.
Fu Cheng tilted his head, looked at Xie Ying, and said solemnly: "Alliance Master, take this man back and won't let him appear in front of you again. Please rest assured."
Xie Shiyi didn't want to pay attention to them now. He just said "hmm" and walked away.
Yu Xin was behind them, giving Fu Cheng a half-hearted smile, and urged them to get out of here quickly: "Elder Fu Cheng, please."
Fu Cheng lowered his head, gave Yin Wuwang a fierce look, and immediately summoned a strong gust of wind, dragging him away quickly.
Yan Qing was stunned when Xie Shiyi appeared.
What he said before was half true and half false.
On the one hand, it was purely for fun to fool Yin Wuwang. On the other hand, it might be that he was trying to cover up something that he didn't even want to delve into deep in his heart.
But Yan Qing was used to hiding his emotions, and if he really wanted to act, Xie Shiyi might not be able to see the clues. Holding the bat, he blinked and said with a nonchalant smile: "How long have you been here?"
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Go back to the room first."
Yan Qing: "Okay."
Now Xie Shiyi would test his Dantian every night.
As for his cultivation after rebirth, he was urged to do it before the formation of the infant, but after the formation of the infant, everything seemed to be left to fate. Seeing him being lazy and sleeping and not doing his job, Xie Shiyi never said anything.
When Yu Xin saw Er Ni come into the house, he casually found a tree outside to rest.
The sound of the waterfall at Dingyuan Peak is so loud that it drowns out the chirping of insects and birds.
Yan Qing let Bu Dezhi crawl into the mustard seed, and when he followed Xie Shiyi into the house, he asked curiously, "Yaoyao, when are you coming?"
Xie Shiyi said: "Let him say it again for a while."
Yan Qing's fingers trembled slightly, and he immediately tilted his head and smiled lazily: "Ah, did you hear everything? But you won't ask for an explanation for what Yin Wuwang said."
Xie Shiyi: "You don't need to explain what he said."
"I just said that we are very close friends and there will be no misunderstanding at all." Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, praised him sincerely, and sat down obediently at the table in the side room.
As soon as I sat down, I heard Xie Shiyi calmly say, "But I'll talk about something later. I want to hear your explanation."
"… "
Yan Qing almost fell down from his seat, but he quickly supported himself on the edge of the table and managed to sit up with difficulty. He sat upright, maintaining a smile, blinking in curiosity and surprise: "Ah? What did you say later?"
"I don't know what kind of feelings I have for you?" Xie Shiyi's dark eyes were like a snowy lake, and he said nonchalantly: "Haven't you always been very clear about the relationship between us, from old friends to friends."
Yan Qing's smile froze, and his heart felt like it was stung by a bug, a little numb and a little panicked. He controlled his expression, raised his hand to scratch his hair, thought for a while and said, "Well, actually... these words are meant to make Yin Wuwang shut up."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Qing found Fang Xi and immediately continued without thinking, talking nonsense.
Yan Qing slammed his hand on the table and said seriously: "Yaoyao, you are now listed as my future Taoist partner, and Yin Wuwang actually wants to seduce you to humiliate you?! This is really unreasonable, how could you let me suffer such humiliation."
"That's why I said those things on purpose. I had to show my deep love for him. Stealing Luo Lin's flowers is one thing, seizing the token is one thing, and having ulterior motives is one thing."
Yan Qing amused himself as he spoke. Thinking of something, he raised his head affectionately, looked at Xie Shiyi, held his chin and said lazily, "Yaoyao, smile at me."
Yan Qing said: "Smile, I'm willing to do anything and give my life to you."
Xie Shiyi raised his eyes to look at him and asked calmly: "Are you really willing to do anything?"
"..." Yan Qing was afraid that this was a trap for himself, and immediately regretted it: "Forget it, remove this sentence. Just smile, and give me your life."
Xie Shiyi stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled softly.
Thousands of beautiful colors melt the ice and snow.
Yan Qing supported his chin and almost fell head down.
But Xie Shiyi's smile was fleeting and disappeared like smoke. He said coldly: "What do you want to do with your life?"
For the Lord of Xiaoyu Palace, who advocates life and death, life may be the least valuable thing.
He lowered his eyes and regained his composure, "Give me your hand."
"Oh." Yan Qing gave him his hand obediently. He thought Xie Shiyi would seize the opportunity to ridicule him. Unexpectedly, Xie Shiyi seemed to be in a bad mood, with a cold and frosty expression.
Yan Qing changed the subject and asked, "Yaoyao, what are you going to do today?"
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Go find Jing Xinchen and get something."
Yan Qing: "Ah? What do you want to do with Jing Xichen's things?" Didn't Jing Xichen become useless in the Xuan Ji fire
Xie Shiyi pursed his lips.
He didn't like being asked questions, nor did he like explaining his behavior, but he made an exception in front of Yan Qing.
"Jing Xichen and Jing Xiyu are twins." Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and said, "The nightmare exists in the universe and parasitizes in pregnant women. If Jing Xichen is a demon, Jing Xiyu is most likely also a demon."
Yan Qing was stunned, his mind racing: "So you went to get Jing Yuchen's blood? You suspect Jing Yuchen is a demon seed?"
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Well, with Jing Yuyu's original talent, he can't even reach the Godly Stage now."
Yan Qing nodded when he heard this. Indeed, with Jing Yu's talent, it is impossible to reach the Godly Stage now. Nightmare can make one's talent suddenly rise, and it must be a Nightmare that has come back to life.
Yan Qing: "What do you use to measure the thousand lamps?"
Xie Shiyi said: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing blinked: "What does the Thousand Lanterns look like?" He was quite curious about this only heavenly grade nightmare-detecting immortal device in the world.
Xie Shiyi said casually: "Just a lamp."
Yan Qing complained: "What do you mean by a lamp? After all, it is the most powerful nightmare-detecting immortal weapon in the world, please give it some face!"
Xie Shiyi glanced at him and said, "The most powerful nightmare diagnoser is not the Thousand Lanterns."
Yan Qing: “Ah?”
Xie Shiyi took his fingers away from Yan Qing's wrist and said, "The most powerful one who can test nightmares and slay demons is in Xiaoyu Palace."
Yan Qing was stunned.
Xie Shiyi didn't continue talking and asked, "Are you going to sleep?"
Yan Qing looked at him seriously and said, "Xie Shiyi, this is not kind. I was very sleepy, but now you have thrown such a mystery to me, I can't sleep at all." Yan Qing had only heard of the Xiaoyu Palace. The Palace of the Immortal Alliance, the real forbidden place of Nanzezhou, stood in the thousands of flying snow, out of reach. But the Xiaoyu Palace was where Xie Shiyi stayed all year round, and he was always curious.
Yan Qingxin felt like being scratched by a cat, so she simply reached out to pull out Xie Shiyi's sleeves, blinked her eyes and said in a long voice: "Yaoyao, don't keep me in suspense."
Xie Shiyi: “…”
Xie Shiyi couldn't do anything to him, he lowered his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Xiaoyu Palace is located on the Demon Slaying Formation, and the seat of the Palace Master is the center of the formation."
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "The most powerful one in detecting nightmares and slaying demons is Xiaoyu Palace itself."
This is probably the secret that only a few people in the entire upper heaven know. After hearing this, Yan Qing was stunned, and his brain was rumbling. The confusion from a long time ago was slowly revealed. It turned out that this was the balance between the Immortal Alliance and the Nine Sects and Three Gates.
Xie Shiyi has the power of life and death without restraint. But this bloody power falls on the most dangerous killing array in the world.
Demon Slaying Array...
As if by some strange coincidence, Yan Qing looked at him quietly and asked the question that had been lingering in his mind since his rebirth.
"Xie Shiyi, why did you become the leader of this alliance?" Yes, why. Xie Shiyi is not evil in his heart, but he is not kind either.
Xie Shiyi did not answer, but only said: "Yan Qing, I like to ask you questions."
Yan Qing said with a guilty conscience: "Yeah."
Xie Shiyi's eyes were very dark, and the candlelight and moonlight shone into the depths, like colored glass, transparent and pure, seeing through everything.
“That’s actually not fair,” he said.
It had always been others who begged him for fairness, but now he was the one who was backing down again and again.
"If you ask me a question, I can evade it or make a joke about it. But if you ask me a question, I always want the real answer."
Yan Qing was annoyed by his dirty tricks: "When did you just try to evade me?!"
"A lot." Xie Shiyi smiled with an ambiguous tone and said casually, "Aren't we going to have a competition tomorrow?"
Xie Shiyi said, "Since you are sleepy, go to sleep. I will stay here and watch over you."
Yan Qing: “…”
Yan Qing felt depressed and guilty, so he walked straight to the bed.
Xie Shiyi sat at the table, his eyes fixed on his back. He pointed lightly, and a barrier appeared around the room, isolating the deafening sound of the waterfall.
The night is silent.
A silence of thoughts.
He would not ask Yan Qing why he participated in the Qingyun Conference. The real reason was already hinted at by clues.
Yan Qing kept asking him about his nightmares, his laziness in cultivation, and his avoidance of talking about what happened in his previous life. Little by little, she led him to deduce the final answer.
Floating Flower Gate, Vientiane Tower.
Yan Qing yawned out of boredom.
Mingze was watching beside him with fear and trembling: "Brother Yan, did you not get enough rest?"
Yan Qing said, “Yes.”
Mingze knew that Yan Qing would sleep at night, although he couldn't understand it at all - after building the foundation, the cultivators didn't need to take in grains or sleep at all, and cultivation was a race against time. Why would Yan Qing spend several hours sleeping
Many disciples from the nine major sects stood nearby. Unbeknownst to Yan Qing, the Qingyun Conference was undercurrent. Everyone was trying to find out who was going to compete, and they were also deciding the top 100 on the Qingyun Ranking in their minds. In private, they even started a bet.
Mingze secretly told Yan Qing about these gossips: "The top candidate for this Qingyun Conference, everyone guessed that it would be one of these three. The first one is our Jingshuangfeng Sect's Senior Sister Yiqiu." She was the female cultivator who called him over when they set out. Mingze smiled and said, "Although Senior Sister Yiqiu is in the late Nascent Soul stage, she feels that she is about to break through to the peak recently. The other one or two, one is Zhao Xingyuan from the Shangyang Sect. The other one is Yan Lexin from the Hehuan Sect."
"Look, the Hehuan Sect is over there."
Yan Qing looked in the direction where his finger pointed and saw a group of men and women wearing pink and white Taoist robes.
The sects of the Yin-Yang Taoism were indeed outstanding in appearance, and every word and smile was full of indescribable charm. Mingze originally wanted him to see Yan Lexin, but Yan Qing's sight fell directly on a familiar face at the end of the sect.
…Bai Xiaoxiao?!