Jing Ruchen bent down, stretched out his hand, fiddled with the lock, and said in distress: "What should I do? I can't open it."
Jun Ruxing's heart was beating like a deer, and she said with a red face: "Don't be afraid, Junior Sister Jinyan, I will help you."
Yan Qing stood beside him holding Bu Zhi and curled his lips: I'm really curious, what would Jun Ruxing, who is just beginning to make a living, feel if she knew Jing Ruchen's identity.
"Oh, thank you." Jing Ruchen took his finger away from the lock and stepped back a few steps to make room for him.
Jun Ruxing wanted to show off in front of the person he loved, so he rubbed his hands together, took a step forward, and gathered spiritual power in his palms to shatter the lock.
"Go!" Unexpectedly, just as his spiritual power touched the door lock, the ground under the six-story building suddenly vibrated, as if a dormant beast had awakened, and seeing that the newcomer was not friendly, a huge amount of spiritual power surged out from the building, directly shocking Jun Ruxing several meters away.
"!" Jun Ruxing rolled on the ground, spitting out blood.
"Jun Ruxing, are you okay?" Jing Ruchen was startled, and seeing that the spirit power was still gathering under the heavy building, she quickly reached out to grab the door lock. The moment she touched it, the lock seemed to be comforted, and the formation guarding the six-story building stopped, and it intimately pressed against her leg and continued to fall into a deep sleep.
“…” In front of his beloved, Jun Ruxing had to pretend that nothing happened. He wiped the blood from his mouth, stood up and said casually, “It’s okay.” He saw that Jing Ruchen was still holding the lock, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, “Junior sister Jinyan, let it go quickly! Be careful not to get hurt!”
Jing Ruchen: “What?”
Yan Qing exhaled faintly, interrupting the conversation between the two, and said, "No need to put it down, you can open it."
Although the Tinglan Secret Realm was where the Supreme Elder raised the Gu worm, it was born in the Fuhua Sect and must have a close connection with the Jing family.
Jing Ruchen held it obediently, tilted his head in confusion, and asked, "Ah? How do I open it then?"
Yan Qing knew something was wrong. But usually, after confirming the identity of the person, the lock would relax its guard. Jing Ruchen's dantian was burned, and he could no longer practice and could not input spiritual energy.
Yan Qing thought for a moment and said, "Put some blood on it."
"Ah? Blood?" Jing Ruchen was shocked. But she didn't hesitate and put her finger into her mouth, biting the skin and dripping blood onto the lock. Her blood flowed into the keyhole, and a faint golden light instantly spread around the lock.
Jing Ruchen used his hand to pull out the lock core.
Unexpectedly, this time, after a crisp click, the lock was really opened.
Jing Ruchen was overjoyed: "It's really opened!"
Yan Qing said, "Go in."
Jing Ruchen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Hmm!"
The tall building was completely dark.
Jun Ruxing was the last one to enter: "Where on earth is this place? Why is it so dark?"
"Don't move!" Yan Qing tugged at the corner of his clothes in the dark, his tone more serious than ever before.
"Okay, let's light a fire first." Jun Ruxing stood up, took out another lighting talisman from his sleeve, and was about to light it to summon the ghost fire. Unexpectedly, a gust of wind suddenly blew from top to bottom, and a vast ancient spiritual power swept over his fingertips, instantly shattering the talisman paper.
The accident happened in the evening - suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the high-rise building.
The roar was louder than the roar itself, carrying a strong sense of oppression.
Jun Ruxing: "What's that sound?!"
Jing Ruchen was also afraid and covered his ears: "What's going on..."
The ground shook and the mountains shook, deafening. In a blink of an eye, the sound was like a surging tide, drowning the place. Then, snap, snap, snap, the wind slammed every door and window of the six-story building shut, and the building was completely plunged into eternal night. In the next few seconds, it seemed that the illusion dissipated and the real world inside the building was revealed. The scorching hot breath licked every inch of skin, the ground cracked, and something red and burning surged out.
"Be careful, Junior Sister!"
In an instant, the vibration stopped and the sky suddenly broke. He recovered from the panic and finally saw the appearance of the lower floors of the tower. He opened his eyes wide in shock. The lower floors of the tower were... Hell on earth. The ground was torn apart, and the magma buried deep underground flowed out. The red magma piled up a mountain of knives, and there was still blood and flesh on the blades. The poisonous miasma was like smoke and sparks splashed from time to time. The road through the magma was complicated, narrow and chaotic. The road ahead was hidden in the black fog barrier, like a huge abyss.
“Where the hell did we get into?” Jun Ruxing was frightened.
At this moment, Jing Ruchen suddenly spoke up and said, "Wait, it seems like... we are in the Six Paths Formation."
Yan Qing looked back and found Jing Ruchen standing in the magma poisonous miasma. After seeing everything clearly, she calmed down. There were many tiny insects crawling in the magma. She looked down at them, thought for a while and said softly: "The Six Paths Formation is where Elder Baisi used to study the phantom insects. The ones in the magma are all phantom insects. Don't let them touch you."
Yan Qing asked: "Six Paths Formation?"
Jing Ruchen: "Yes, this first level should be Shura Road."
Yan Qing: "Have you been here before?"
Jing Ruchen was also distressed: "No, I don't know why you know this. But when I saw it, I remembered it."
Yan Qing: "Do you know how to get there?"
Jing Ruchen looked up and said, "It seems that the sixth floor is the only one."
Jun Ruxing's heart and eyes are now filled with her beloved, and she praises with shining eyes: "Junior Sister Jinyan is really versatile and talented. If I hadn't met you in this secret realm, I wouldn't know what to do."
Jing Ruchen scratched her hair shyly: "No, no, I'm not as powerful as you say. If I hadn't met you, I might not have been able to get in."
There is such a lovely and smart woman in the world! Jun Ruxing's heartbeat became faster.
Yan Qing was really looking forward to seeing Jun Ruxing cry when she found out the truth.
Bu Zhi yawned and said, "When are you going to leave? I'm hungry."
Yan Qing said: "You should go to sleep."
The stairs from the first floor to the second floor are in a secret passage. The poisonous fog is even heavier here, and the fog is light green and looming. The secret passage is intricate and complicated. Elder Baisi of Fuhua Sect is at the Void Stage, and the formation she set up is not something he can comprehend.
Jing Ruchen looked around nervously, "Why are there phantom insects all over the walls and the ground? This is so strange, I wonder if we are going to get lost."
Yan Qing asked her: "What is the magic insect used for?"
Jing Ruchen said: "The illusion insect is used to make people fall into hallucinations. Is there anything you are particularly afraid of? If you are bitten by it, you may be immersed in it forever."
Yan Qing smiled lightly upon hearing this, full of indifference: "Oh no, then it has no effect on you."
Jing Ruchen stuck out his tongue: "You definitely have it, but you don't even know it yourself."
Yan Qing was too lazy to argue with her. He looked forward and suddenly froze.
At the end of the aisle, there is a green vortex suspended in the air, with various fireflies glowing blue next to it, probably the night-blooming fireflies.
Yan Qing said in a deep voice: "Did that great elder also die in this secret realm?"
Jing Ruchen: "Ah? Why do you ask that?"
Yan Qing felt frustrated and stopped walking. After a long while, he smiled softly: "It's true that after searching for a long time, I found it without any effort."
No wonder the formation of this tall building is so strict that only Jing Ruchen's blood can open it. Because this place is not only a place for raising Gu and training insects, but also the place where the Dongxu elder died.
Now, what is in front of him is the Dongxu secret realm left behind by Elder Baisi when he died.
Although Yan Qing participated in the Qingyun Conference just for the Liuguangqin, Jing Ruyu and Xie Shiyi had been at odds for many years. It would be nice if he could get some evidence against the Fuhua Sect here.
Jun Ruxing was surprised: "Brother Yan, where are you going?!"
Yan Qing said, "Go in and take a look. You just stay outside."
When Zhao Yeying pounced on Jing Ruchen, she jumped in fright and ran forward: "Don't, I'll follow you."
When Yan Qing heard her words, he thought: Even if you go in, you are destined to be separated from me.
Jun Ruxing came to get his compass, and was planning to see if it would be a good omen before taking any action. But now that he saw his beloved running in, he immediately ignored the good and bad omen and rushed in: "Oh, Junior Sister Jingyan! Wait for me! I will protect you!"
Jing Ruchen was very attracted to the bugs here. When she ran over, not only the night fireflies, but also the illusion insects on the walls and the ground followed her. Several illusion insects crawled onto her legs. The bugs from the magma were naturally hot, and Jing Ruchen reacted most directly to cold and heat. She felt the burning sensation on her skin and screamed immediately.
"Ah, what is that!"
When you enter the Dongxu Secret Realm, there will be a momentary distortion of time and space.
Jing Ruchen was pulling at the corner of Yan Qing's robe and accidentally threw a phantom insect onto Yan Qing's back.
Yan Qing: “…”
Before Yan Qing could say anything, his vision suddenly went dark, the world turned upside down, and he entered the secret realm. At the same time, the phantom insect bit him lightly on the back before he could react.
Yan Qing: “…” What the hell
The wind whistled past. In the Dongxu Secret Realm where Zixiao fell last time, he landed in a dark tunnel.
This time, in the Dongxu secret realm of Elder Baisi of Fuhua Sect, Yan Qing opened his eyes and found himself on the bridge of Jinghu Lake. He looked down at his back, and the illusion insect was thrown away by him, leaving a red spot. But it didn't hurt or itch, so Yan Qing rubbed it with his fingers, and after confirming that there was no other reaction, he didn't take it seriously.
The mirror lake in front of Fuhuamen Mountain is as clear as jade, and is filled with fairy mist. A white glazed bridge spans it, making it seem like a fairy's residence. Cranes are circling and singing, and a man is walking slowly above. The man has a high bun and looks elegant and noble. The waist, sleeves, and collar of her blue dress are all embroidered with clusters of white feathers with silk.
If Yan Qing guessed correctly, she should be the previous leader of Fuhua Sect.
The other person was Elder Baisi, a master of the Dongxu Secret Realm. On Elder Baisi's arm was a tiny white snake. In the world of cultivation, there were methods to keep one's beauty forever, but she allowed herself to grow old, with wrinkles all over her face and a serious look.
Walking on the glazed bridge, Fuhuamen asked softly, "I heard that Ruchen broke through to the Mahayana stage during this retreat?"
Bai Si said, "Yes. Young Master Ruchen has already reached the early stage of Mahayana cultivation."
Fuhuamen smiled with satisfaction: "That's right. Ruchen's 100th birthday is coming soon, so we can hold a banquet at Xiantai to celebrate it properly."
Bai Si thought about it, but hesitated to speak.
Fuhuamen smiled faintly: "Bai Si, you don't have to hide anything in your heart, just say whatever you want to say."
Elder Baisi sighed and said, "Master, on the day when Miss Ruchen broke through to the Mahayana stage, Miss Ruyu fell seriously ill. This illness almost cost her her life."
After hearing this, the smile on Fuhuamen's face completely disappeared. She stood by the bridge and looked at Jinghu Lake. Time was silent, and her eyes were full of worry.
Elder Baisi hesitated and said, "Master, after so many years, you still haven't found a solution to the Twin Curse?"
The Fuhua Sect leader shook his head and said softly, "In the Fuhua Sect, twins mean bad luck. Ruyu and Ruchen share the same destiny. When one prospers, the other declines. When one thrives, the other withers. Every step forward in Ruchen's cultivation is a catastrophe for Ruyu. There is no solution at all."
Elder Baisi pursed his lips and said nothing.
Fuhuamen smiled bitterly and said, "Ancient books say that if the Jing family gives birth to twins, one of them must be killed at birth. But I can't bear to do that. I think Ruchen and Ruyu will definitely not end up killing each other. Ruchen is not the kind of person who would disregard everything for the sake of cultivation."
Elder Baisi was silent for a while, then said, "Master, do you want to go see Miss Ruyu?"
Fuhuamen sighed and said, "Let's go and take a look."
In the cold and luxurious palace, Jing Ruyu leaned on the bed, her black hair hanging down. She had just recovered from a serious illness, her face was pale, and she looked at the person who treated her with cold eyes: "Tell me clearly, what happened to your body."
The old man who treated her sighed and said in a complicated tone, "Miss, when you got sick this time, the meridians outside your Dantian were torn apart for some reason. I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for you to gather your spirit in the future."
Jing Ruyu didn't say anything, and the maid next to her tremblingly handed her a bowl of medicine. Jing Ruyu supported herself, sat up, took the medicine, and used a spoon to stir the bowl. Suddenly, she smiled ironically and said, "You know, I'm about to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage."
The old man was silent for a moment, then he gently comforted her: "Miss, you should take good care of your body in the future, and don't be too eager for quick success in your cultivation."
Jing Ruyu raised her voice suddenly: "Are you just looking for quick success? Why don't you go and persuade that elder of Fuhua Sect? - Ask her to shut up in front of you from now on?!"
The old man was stunned, and hurriedly comforted her: "Miss, you are already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul before you are even a hundred years old. Looking at the nine major sects in Nanze Province, you are one of the best geniuses."
Jing Ruyu laughed when she heard that. Her almond-shaped eyes were clearly black and white, revealing both the innocence and cunning of a young girl, and the hidden coldness and cunning.
"It's useless. As long as she is Jing Ruchen's sister, there is no way she can see this."
Jing Ruyu took the spoon and drank the medicine. The liquid medicine was red, staining her lips as if she had drunk blood. After drinking it, Jing Ruyu said calmly: "You look a lot like Jing Ruchen, right?"
The old man was sweating profusely.
"Bring me a mirror." Jing Ruyu said to the maid.
The maid was afraid of her and handed her a mirror with trembling body.
Jing Ruyu took the mirror, looked at herself in front of her, touched the mole on the tip of her nose with her finger, and said slowly: "Sure enough, they look alike. I just have one more mole than her. No wonder everyone compares me to her."
Jing Ruyu clenched her fingers tightly, and white cracks appeared on the mirror surface, but she did not break the mirror in the end, because the voice of the maid came from outside the door, "Greetings to the gatekeeper, greetings to Elder Baisi."
Jing Ruyu was startled and threw the mirror onto the bed in panic. Then she grabbed her hair with her fingers. Her black hair was hanging loosely behind her head, making her look fragile and pitiful. When Fuhuamen came in, he saw Jing Ruyu leaning on the bed, coughing with her hands covering her lips.
Elder Baisi didn't say anything, the white snake on her arm had its pupils flashing. The snake's five senses were all-pervasive, and it transmitted everything that happened in the room in front of her to her.
The old man and the maid were about to bow when they were stopped by Fuhuamen. Fuhuamen said softly, "All of you go down. I have something to tell the young lady."
Soon, only Fuhuamen, Jing Ruyu, and Baisi Elder were left in the palace. Jing Ruyu's eyes were slightly red, as if she was wronged and at a loss, and she called out mournfully, "Mother."
Fuhuamen walked over, feeling very complicated about this young girl.
Jing Ruyu helplessly grasped her sleeve and said anxiously, "Mother, it seems that I can't practice anymore."
Fuhuamen said comfortingly: "It's not that you can't practice, it's just that it will be slow."
Jing Ruyu was stunned. She looked up with tears in her eyes and trembled, "Slowly? How slow is that?"
Fuhua Sect Master pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and said gently: "Ruyu, there is no need for you to be so self-critical. The sect can protect you and make your life worry-free, and I and your sister will not let you encounter any danger."
Mirror-like jade lips trembled.
Fuhuamen took out a mirror from her sleeve. The mirror had a white jade edge and was decorated with jasper. It was luxurious and exquisite. She said softly, "Ruyu, this is a twin mirror that I asked Loulou to make for me before... If you are in danger in the future, drop some blood on the mirror. This way, no matter where you are, Ruchen can sense your location and come to save you."
When Yan Qing saw this scene from Baisi's perspective, he was stunned - this mirror, was it originally given to Jing Ruyu by Fuhuamen
The method of use is to drop blood on it
Jing Ruyu looked pale and forced a faint smile. She took the mirror and whispered, "Okay, thank you, mother."
As Baisi recalled, it was Jing Ruchen’s centenary banquet in the blink of an eye.
The smoke from the incense burner is thick, the music of immortals is in the distance, and the nine sects have gathered together.
This is also the place where Zixiao saw Mirror Like Jade for the first time in his memory.
The last time was from Zixiao's perspective, and what he saw was the scene of Jing Ruyu raising her eyes and smiling sweetly.
And this time from Baisi's perspective, she was standing at the door of Fuhua Gate with a frown on her face.
"Master, I think she will know about the twin curse one day. If she knows, there will inevitably be some estrangement. Why not send Miss Ruyu to Nanzezhou now? Let her not meet each other?"
Fuhuamen sighed and said, "It's too late to think about it." A pear blossom flew across her temples, and she said in a voice as light as flying snow: "Sometimes I wonder if I did it wrong from the beginning."
The scene changes to a rainy night. In the towering and cold Xuanji Palace, Jing Ruyu kneels in the center of the palace, her back fragile but stubborn, her head lowered, her expression dim and unclear in the shadows.
Fuhuamen was sitting on it, looking at her, his eyes were filled with sadness and disappointment.
"Jing Ruyu, why did it take me so long to realize that you have such evil intentions?"
Evil intentions? These four words again.
Yan Qing stopped and wanted to see clearly what was going on.
Unexpectedly, an extremely cold spiritual power suddenly rolled over -
The late stage of Dongxu was cold and powerful, shattering Baisi's entire secret realm and strangling Yan Qing's consciousness, forcing him to retreat step by step. Yan Qing looked up in surprise, but could only see a phantom.
It is the remnant of Baisi’s consciousness!
He was in a state of concentration.
The last time he went to Zixiao's Dongxu Secret Realm, he had such a smooth journey, all thanks to Xie Shiyi. Xie Shiyi had reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and he could do whatever he wanted in the Dongxu Secret Realm.
But Yan Qing is only in the Nascent Soul stage now. If he encounters the remnant consciousness of his original body in the Dongxu Secret Realm, he must leave quickly, otherwise he will be entangled by the remnant consciousness and will never be able to leave.
Yan Qing pulled Bu Zhi and ran forward quickly.
The way to the secret realm is the glazed bridge. The glazed bridge of Baisi Dongxu Secret Realm is the glazed bridge on Jinghu Lake.
Bai Si was already dead, her remaining consciousness remained in the void, her cultivation was still not to be underestimated. She had no face, like a ball of faint green fire floating in the air, ferociously chasing Yan Qing, trying to drive away the intruder.
Bu Zhi was shaken awake and looked back in horror: "Ah, what happened? Ah, why are you being chased by a ghost?" In its eyes, Bai Si without a face is a ghost!
Yan Qing covered its mouth and said, "If you don't want to alarm more ghosts, shut up."
Frustrated: "Woo woo woo!"
Yan Qing had just run to Mirror Lake and was about to step onto the Glazed Bridge when he despairingly discovered that at the end of the bridge stood another remnant of Dao Baisi, waiting for him to fall into her trap.
Chasing closely behind.
Yan Qing looked around, then gritted his teeth and jumped directly into the Mirror Lake!
Mirror Lake is the holy lake of Fuhuamen, and he didn't believe that Baisi would jump in with him. As expected, even if Baisi's consciousness was still remnant, he was in awe of Mirror Lake. He stood by the lake and bowed silently.
thump.
As soon as Yan Qing entered the Mirror Lake, he was immediately stabbed to death.
This water is too cold.
The sunlight shines into the lake bottom, which is crystal clear with floating cold blue threads.
Yan Qing stuffed Bu Zhi into the mustard seed bag and was about to swim to the shore when the part of his back that was stung by the illusion insect suddenly started to itch and ache when it came into contact with the water of Mirror Lake.
“…” What
Yan Qing didn't think the phantom insect would be effective against him. In his previous life, the demon god had been in his mind, but it hadn't been able to shake him in the slightest. How could a bug be able to see into his heart? And, most importantly, Yan Qing didn't think he had anything to fear.
However, the Mirror Lake of Fuhuamen was known as a holy place, and perhaps there was a reason for it. The Mirror Lake was bottomless, like an endless void. He suddenly felt dizzy, and then was dragged down by a force.
It was not the body that fell, but the soul. The pain from the back paralyzed the five senses, the nerves, and the memory.
Finally, the clean and clear water seemed to turn into a blue sea, taking in all the light and shadows.
Dark sea water. Vast and long fog.
…at the bottom of the vast sea.
A stunning 35 years.