I Returned to the Immortal’s Youth

Chapter 65: Xuanji Fire (I)

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Yan Lexin had seen Yan Qing and Jun Ruxing in Firefly Valley. He had no interest in the young disciple of Zhaixinglou, but was very interested in Yan Qing who was beside him.

As the direct disciple of the leader of the Hehuan Sect, he gets more information than others: for example, how this young man entered the Wangqing Sect.

For example, the rumors about him and Xie Ying that seemed true and false.

Although it was just a rumor, it was related to Xie Ying, which was enough to arouse his dark thoughts, and Yan Qing looked very much like him. So when Jun Ruxing rushed down to tell him about it, Yan Lexin was almost excited.

He licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue: "Where is Brother Yan now?"

Jun Ruxing met Yan Lexin's smiling eyes and shuddered for a moment, but thinking of Yan Qing's uncertain life or death, she gritted her teeth and said, "Follow me."

Bai Xiaoxiao's expression changed, and he grabbed Yan Lexin's sleeve and said, "Senior Brother Yan!"

He didn't want Yan Lexin to save Yan Qing. Yan Qing was such a person who loved to take credit for other people's work. Why

Yan Lexin said to him softly, "Xiaoxiao, we are both disciples of the Nine Sects, we can't just stand by and watch someone die."

Bai Xiaoxiao bit her pink lips tightly and whispered, "But Senior Brother Yan, he's not worth it."

Yan Lexin didn't take it seriously, but smiled and said, "Junior brother, be good and listen to me. Don't act like a child when it comes to matters involving human lives."

Bai Xiaoxiao clenched her hands in her sleeves and looked down at the bugs in the lava, the hatred in her heart did not dissipate at all.

Yan Qing, Yan Qing, Yan Qing, why is it Yan Qing?! He had already lost all his dignity in the Rejuvenation Sect, and the Qingyun Conference Wanxiangtai had robbed him of his glory, and now he is still haunting her.

He said that Yan Qing was a wicked man and deserved his punishment. He should be bitten by insects and die.

But he couldn't say these words.

After Bai Xiaoxiao came to Nanzezhou, he had been doing well, and gradually he began to feel proud, and he no longer cried when frightened like the Huichun Sect. He looked at the insects rolling in the magma, and thought of something. When no one was paying attention, he quietly put a bottle of medicine into his sleeve.

There are six floors in the Six Paths Building, from top to bottom, they are the Human Path, the Human Path, the Animal Path, the Asura Path, the Evil Ghost Path, and the Hell Path.

In the human world, Yan Qing slowly opened his eyes. He was being hunted by Bai Si in the Dongxu Secret Realm, and fell into the Mirror Lake, experiencing a life-and-death experience. When he woke up, he was not in a good condition and his face was pale.

Jing Ruchen looked up in surprise at his silence.

"Are you awake?" Her eyes, washed by tears, were clear and bright.

Yan Qing glanced at her and asked, "Did you follow me into the secret realm and rescue me from Mirror Lake?"

“Yeah.” Jing Ruchen thought of what happened before and suddenly felt sorry: “I’m sorry, if I hadn’t insisted to follow you, the bug wouldn’t have bitten you.”

Yan Qing looked down at his hand. The red thread and the blood jade bead were gone, leaving only a small wound caused by an insect sting.

“…” Absolutely.

It was just like he was deliberately going against Xie Shiyi—if Xie Shiyi didn't let him do something, he would insist on doing it.

Yan Qing let out a sigh, and didn't bother to blame her. He said "it's okay", then stood up and looked around at the top floor of Liudao Building.

This level of humanity is just a very simple hall, empty and with nothing else in it.

In the middle was a huge pillar of light, with many fireflies circling around it. Yan Qing asked casually, "Where is the exit?"

Jing Ruchen followed him eagerly, pointed at the beam of light and said, "This is it, but you need spiritual power to open it."

Yan Qing was about to concentrate when he suddenly felt a burning pain in his meridians and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Jing Ruchen said guiltily, "Although he has woken up, the poison of the phantom insect has dissipated. But the side effects are still there. Maybe he needs to wait a day or two before he can recover."

Yan Qing stared at her seriously, smiling with a fake smile: "Okay, Junior Sister Jinyan, now we will wait to die here."

Jing Ruchen felt guilty. She took out the mirror from her sleeve and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Yanqing. If you hurt me, I will always be responsible! I will definitely take you out safely!"

Yan Qing noticed that her mask was a little crooked and reminded her: "The string of the mask has fallen off."

Jing Ruchen said "Oh", raised her hand and touched the back of her ear, thought for a moment, and simply took off the half of the mask. She looked up, revealing a large, uneven, ugly red scar on her face: "The mask is so troublesome, I won't wear it anymore."

Yan Qing wanted to remind her to bring it with her. But thinking that no one in the Tinglan Secret Realm had ever really touched Jing Ruyu. And her scar was too horrible, and at first glance it was impossible to associate the two people together, so he shut up.

Jing Ruchen said: "Jun Ruxing has gone to find someone to help him detoxify. Should we wait for him here?"

Yan Qing: "Detoxification? Didn't the poison already dissipate for me?"

Jing Ruchen said: "That happened before you woke up! He was afraid that you wouldn't wake up, so he said he would find someone with an extremely cold body to help you!"

Yan Qing casually asked, "Help?"

Jing Ruchen: "Yes, I said I would find someone from the Hehuan Sect to practice dual cultivation with me."

Yan Qing: “… meaning.”

Jing Ruchen said, "It seems he is a new junior fellow disciple of the Hehuan Sect, his name is Bai something."

Yan Qing almost choked on his own saliva and twitched the corners of his mouth.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Jing Ruchen was a completely powerful person in the Six Paths Tower because of his identity and bloodline, but Jun Ruxing was not. The rest of the people wanted to get from the hell to the human world, and they didn't know how many roads they would lose.

He and Jing Ruchen are now guarding the gate, and they cannot open it without spiritual power. Yan Qing doesn't want to just sit there and wait for death.

Yan Qing said: "Let's go down and find him."

"Oh, okay."

Jun Ruxing and his group were trapped on the second floor, the Evil Ghost Road. Without Jing Ruchen to lead the way, none of them could break through the formation left by Bai Si. The Evil Ghost Road was a huge maze, with dark rooms after dark rooms, complex and winding walls, and demons and monsters appearing one after another.

As soon as Bai Xiaoxiao entered, she was frightened by a green hand that stretched out from the wall and screamed, "Senior Brother!"

He grabbed Yan Lexin's sleeve in panic.

Yan Lexin was frightened by the sudden appearance of ghosts in here.

The corridor of the maze was very narrow, and at most two people could pass through it together. Bai Xiaoxiao followed Yan Lexin closely.

The maze was dim, and the walls were covered with blood that had solidified over the years. Bai Xiaoxiao was timid and didn't dare to open his eyes. He thought he could get out by just closing his eyes and following Yan Lexin. Unexpectedly, the walls of the maze were constantly changing. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the corner of his clothes was empty. Rumble, rumble, and immediately, a section of the wall was across in front of him - "Brother!" Before he could react, he suddenly heard a sharp laugh from a female ghost, and at the same time, a hand covered his mouth, warning him: "Shut up." The wall twisted and turned, and finally turned this place into a small dark room. Bai Xiaoxiao was stunned, he turned his head, and met a pair of forbearing eyes, with a red lotus between his eyebrows like blood.

Bai Xiaoxiao was surprised: "Yin Wuwang?"

After traveling from Huichun Sect to Nanzezhou for so long, they met again. He was in such a complicated mood that he couldn't even say "Brother Wuwang".

In fact, Bai Xiaoxiao had been holding back from the beginning to the end. As he grew up, he was no longer as kind and innocent as he was before.

When Heng Bai left, he asked, "Is all the humiliation I suffered because I saved Zi Xiao?"

If I hadn't saved Zixiao, how could Yan Qing steal the credit for me? How could I be like a clown, making things easier for others

Good people are often bullied.

He saved Yin Wuwang. But when Yin Wuwang left, he didn't even look at him. Ungrateful, ungrateful.

"Why are you here?" Bai Xiaoxiao is now a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. She just won the Wangqing Sect in the Qingyun initial test and was very proud. In addition, she had heard some things about Yin Wuwang since she came to Nanzezhou. She immediately spoke with an impatient look on her face.

Yin Wuwang actually didn't expect to meet Bai Xiaoxiao here. He came in after Yan Qing, and wanted to find a chance to drug Yan Qing. Unexpectedly, he lost track of her and was trapped here.

After turning around for a long time, he couldn't get out, so he said to Bai Xiaoxiao indifferently: "Shut up. If you don't want to attract the female ghost, don't talk anymore."

Female ghost?! Bai Xiaoxiao's face turned pale.

The strange laughter of the woman that was heard when the wall flipped over was heard at this time.

The maze was dim, filled with decaying dust and dim light. The female ghost was walking towards this side. She limped and jumped against the wall, making a sound that made people's scalps numb. Bai Xiaoxiao's face turned pale and her whole body was shaking.

Yin Wuwang had just formed his infant, and like Bai Xiaoxiao, he had no combat experience, so he couldn't fight the ghosts in the Six Paths Tower at all. He tilted his head and saw a coffin in the corner, so he dragged Bai Xiaoxiao and hid in the coffin together.

"Ah, Yin Wuwang, what are you doing!" Bai Xiaoxiao screamed in surprise before being dragged into the coffin. Then, the lid of the coffin was closed by Yin Wuwang.

In the darkness, Bai Xiaoxiao's face was full of heat and her eyes were filled with tears, she felt aggrieved and angry.

He was so foolish before that he even had a big fight with Yan Jianshui in the Huichun Sect cave in order to save Yin Wuwang. But he is no longer the same person as before. Yin Wuwang should not even think about touching him.

"Yin Wuwang, let me go!" Bai Xiaoxiao was held by his slender waist and forced to lie on top of him, struggling with her hands and feet.

Yin Wuwang said: "If you don't want to die, don't make a fuss."

Dong, Dong, Dong. The ghost girl's footsteps are approaching.

Bai Xiaoxiao was frightened and stopped struggling. She couldn't help but get closer to Yin Wuwang, her fingers tightly grasping his shoulders: "Where on earth is this place..."

The female ghost walked around the house, but when she found no one, the footsteps gradually faded away.

Yin Wuwang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart became more and more irritated. How come when he followed them upstairs, the three people disappeared

"How should I know?"

Bai Xiaoxiao said dissatisfiedly: "The female ghost is gone, let me go now."

Yin Wuwang was holding back a grudge in his heart. When he heard Bai Xiaoxiao's words, he sneered, "What if I don't?"

Bai Xiaoxiao was shocked: "What are you doing?!"

Yin Wuwang actually didn't intend to do anything to Bai Xiaoxiao, he just wanted to scare him. Who would have thought that Bai Xiaoxiao would react so strongly, and he was instantly filled with anger of disobedience. After returning to Nanzezhou, he encountered obstacles everywhere and was ridiculed everywhere. Now when he saw Bai Xiaoxiao, who had been so attentive to him in the past, he avoided him like a snake and scorpion and looked down on him.

He immediately became angry, reached out and grabbed Bai Xiaoxiao's neck.

"Ah—" Bai Xiaoxiao was extremely scared, feeling both regretful and angry. He lowered his head and bit Yin Wuwang's arm.

The teeth bit through the skin and the teeth pierced the flesh.

"Fuck!" Yin Wuwang suddenly became furious and waved his hand to throw Bai Xiaoxiao away. Bai Xiaoxiao's head hit the coffin lid, and his throat tasted fishy and sweet, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood splashed on Yin Wuwang's face. Yin Wuwang clenched his teeth, his eyes were cold, and he simply gave Bai Xiaoxiao the medicine he was going to use to treat Yan Qing. When Bai Xiaoxiao was forced to swallow the medicine, his eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled with both hands. Boom, the bottle in his sleeve fell off while he was struggling.

That was the phantom insect he was going to use to capture Yan Lexin.

Unexpectedly, the bottle broke and the phantom insect flew onto Yin Wuwang's leg.

"What is that?" Yin Wuwang felt a sting on his foot, and then he felt dizzy. When he opened his mouth to speak, he accidentally swallowed Bai Xiaoxiao's blood. Instantly, he groaned, and his whole body was hot... It's coming. This is the feeling.

When he was in the Huichun Sect cave, he lost his mind because of Bai Xiaoxiao's blood, like a spring drug. Now his brain was still groggy. He gritted his teeth, raised his head, and looked at Bai Xiaoxiao with lust in his eyes.

Bai Xiaoxiao was frightened by his expression, but after the pill that Yin Wuwang forced him to take, he began to lose his mind. It was so hot and uncomfortable. Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes were stained with a little red. He was born with a lotion and looked very much like a woman. Now when he was in love, that kind of seductiveness had completely transcended gender, as if it was born out of desire.

Yin Wuwang looked at him and instantly lost his mind, like a puppet being manipulated, his mind and eyes full of thoughts of taking possession of the person in front of him.

“No, Senior Brother Yan… Senior Brother, save me…” Bai Xiaoxiao was frightened by him and burst into tears. Her face flushed, and she stumbled out while holding onto the wall.

Yin Wuwang wanted to catch him, but the poison from the sting of the phantom insect spread, burning his meridians, and he could no longer use his spiritual power.

Rumble. The walls of the ghost maze began to change, shifting to the left, and the original dark room became a corridor.

Yin Wuwang panted and slowly sat down against the wall.

Across the wall, he heard a surprised voice: "Xiaoxiao? I'm looking for you. No! What's wrong with you?"

"...Brother, save me..."

"What?!"

Yin Wuwang bit his fist, blood and sweat mixed together. Just across the wall, he could hear the entanglement of saliva, the rustling of clothes, and the beautiful spring scenery. He was suffering here alone. He gasped heavily, raised his head, and suddenly widened his eyes, looking at the person standing not far from the aisle in disbelief.

Yan Qing didn't expect to meet Yin Wuwang here. It was still such a weird scene. Although he couldn't use spiritual power, he could just draw some talismans to dispel the ghosts here and separate from Jing Ruchen.

As a result, the most terrifying thing in the evil ghost world is not the ghost, but Yin Wuwang? Or, Yin Wuwang who has been drugged

"Yan Qing... Yan Qing!" Yin Wuwang's eyes were bloodshot, and the desire aroused by Bai Xiaoxiao made him completely lose his mind. The moment he saw Yan Qing, he turned into a wild beast and pounced on her. At this moment, he felt a strong sense of grievance and unwillingness. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab Yan Qing's wrist and pull him into his arms.

Unexpectedly, suddenly, a cold sword strike crossed the ghost fog and cut off his entire hand.

Blood gushed out.

Yin Wuwang's face suddenly turned pale and he froze in place.

Yan Qing didn't understand what was going on. The next second, his wrist was grasped by a cold hand.

At the same time, with rumbling sounds, the walls of the evil ghost road changed in various ways and were overturned.

Yin Wuwang's stiff body slowly moved to the bottom, and in the bizarre dust and shadows, he could just see a corner of red clothes, like a blood lake hidden under the snow-capped mountains, the light flowing darkly, condensing thousands of killings.