“Bold.”
Ye Linshuang's cold voice sounded, and frost flowers gradually condensed on his feet. Sword formations spread out one after another, refining these evil thoughts.
As soon as they walked in, the door of the Meng family creaked shut.
The entire Meng residence seemed to have its own thoughts, allowing them to come in and then eating them.
"Where is your head?"
Ye Linshuang walked into the main hall calmly and sat down in the guest seat.
Meng Ningsheng was seriously injured. He sat on the chair next to Ye Linshuang and took a breath. He was about to say something, but Ye Linshuang understood and said, "Just sit here and don't move."
"Thank you, Sword Master Ye, for your understanding."
"I'm not sympathizing with you, but you want to move, but you can't." Ye Linshuang said calmly.
Just behind Meng Ningsheng, a black shadow turned into a human shape, sticking to Meng Ningsheng's chair from behind and wrapping around Meng Ningsheng's neck, like a pretty beauty, acting coquettishly towards him.
Meng Ningsheng lowered his head, and the moment he saw the evil spirit, he was so surprised that he almost forgot to breathe.
Ye Linshuang turned his head and questioned the evil spirit as if it was a person. Although his voice was cold, his tone was humble.
"There are so many evil spirits like you, it seems like you have taken root in the Meng family. What evil thoughts do you rely on?"
The evil spirit was not afraid at all, and even approached Ye Linshuang: "You are Nan Lijingtian's swordsman... Guess."
Ye Linshuang did not take any action, nor did he answer. Instead, he closed his eyes. In an instant, his spiritual energy spread out from his body, permeating the entire Meng family, slowly sinking, and sinking several feet underground into the Meng family, until countless wailing and painful souls tried to cling to his spiritual energy to escape from the shackles.
Ye Linshuang's eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of anger flashed across his cold eyes: "How dare you..."
The evil spirit laughed: "How dare you? Isn't it just refining their pain to make our food?"
Meng Ningsheng's face turned pale and he didn't move, fearing that the evil spirit would take out his Dan Yuan.
At this time, Meng Ningsheng's second junior brother ran back.
"Ye Zhangjian! Brother! I can't find my master anywhere!"
When he first saw the evil spirit entangled with Meng Ningsheng, he was so scared that he fell to the ground.
"Are you still trying to say that the other people in the mansion can't be found either?" the evil spirit said with a smile.
The second junior brother was so frightened that he trembled and was immediately possessed by another evil spirit. Meng Ningsheng wanted to draw his sword to save him, but he was unable to move.
Ye Linshuang's fingers were on the hilt of the sword, and he was about to draw the sword, but his second junior brother, with dark eyes, smiled and saluted Ye Linshuang.
"Please be patient, Ye Zhangjian. My Lord sent us to serve Ye Zhangjian. Otherwise, there would be no one to serve tea and lead the way."
"When did Meng Yuandao fall into your evil ways?" Ye Linshuang asked coldly.
"He believed in my Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord granted him a wish. Ye Zhangjian is very insightful, guess what the wish is?"
Ye Linshuang stood up and walked towards the second martial brother of the Meng family step by step. Looking at his pale face, every word he spoke sounded emotionless, but he pronounced each word with force: "May his skills improve by leaps and bounds, and one day he will defeat the Lord of Chenhuan Cave and avenge his previous shame."
"Yes, this is the obsession with fame and fortune. It's no wonder Meng Yuandao is so obsessed with fame and fortune. After all, the wife who married here before, Mrs. Meng, was not gentle and considerate at all. She always relied on her family's Chenhuan Cave to order Meng Yuandao around. After finally waiting for the tigress to die, the master of Chenhuan Cave came to the door again and wanted to kill Meng Yuandao's concubine in front of so many people. Don't you think it's aggrieved? Isn't it too much?"
"Let me see how capable your Lord is."
Ye Linshuang held the scabbard in his left hand and slowly pulled out the Linshuang Sword with his right hand.
A cold spiritual light spread out, he raised his sword and swung it, a ray of sword light flashed across the second junior brother, frost flowers flew, and the Ninglong sword formation was activated, instantly engulfing the evil spirit in the body of the second junior brother of the Meng family.
Suddenly the evil spirit left his body, and Second Junior Brother was like a drowned man coming ashore. He breathed deeply, and supported himself on the ground for a long time without being able to lift his head.
"What is your purpose?" Ye Linshuang turned around and looked at the evil spirit hovering on Meng Ningsheng's shoulder.
"We want one person's Dan Yuan."
"Lie." Ye Linshuang raised his chin.
"We didn't lie. You used the Linshuang Sword to detect that person's spiritual energy. With Ye Zhangjian's cultivation, how could you not detect who that person was?"
Ye Linshuang still maintained a stern expression, but the knuckles holding the sword trembled slightly.
How could these evil spirits know that I had given the Linshuang Sword to that young man in the inn for him to look at
No... Impossible, the one sitting next to the boy at that time was the Sword Sect of Unintentional Realm! If there were evil spirits spying, how could the Sword Sect not find out even if he didn't
Unless the person being spied on at that time was a cultivator whose cultivation was comparable to that of the Sword Sect, or a Demon Lord who served the evil god Chaos and had accumulated evil thoughts for thousands of years!
Is it the former or the latter
"How dare you! How can you covet the immortal saint's Dan Yuan! Since you refuse to tell the truth, I will refine all the evil spirits in Pengyuan Mountain right here!"
After saying that, Ye Linshuang swirled the sword neatly. The wind he created was frozen by the cold air released by the Linshuang Sword. Frost flowers collided with each other, making a fine and lively sound. The sword formation, which had always been light and agile, seemed to be brewing the momentum of a ten-thousand-year-old glacier avalanche, and it directly split the ground beneath his feet!
Countless evil spirits were absorbed and refined by the sword formation and became Ye Linshuang's helpers. The power of the sword formation increased greatly, as if the entire Pengyuan Mountain's inner palace had been dissected open by him!
Ye Linshuang rose up on his sword and lowered his eyes. Under his feet was a scene of layer upon layer, like the eighteen levels of hell.
And at the bottom of the darkness, there is a huge green tripod.
Lin Shuang Sword led him straight down. Ye Lin Shuang knew that the Dan Yuan coveted by the evil spirits was extraordinary and seemed to contain the legendary Chaos Fire. But these evil spirits had used the Meng family as their nest for a long time. How could they be sure that Jian Zong would take the boy to pass by Pengyuan Mountain
To put it bluntly, he saw the evil clouds eroding Pengcheng outside Pengyuan Mountain, but it was just a sudden idea of the Demon King entrenched here!
They corrupted the Meng family from head to toe. Pengyuan Mountain is at the junction of Xiyuan and Nanli. If the Meng family had become the Demon Lord's lair, how could Nanli Jingtian not send people to investigate
so…
Ye Linshuang suddenly stopped and hung in mid-air.
Countless evil spirits gathered in the crack in the ground above his head and rushed in like a black crowd, as if they wanted to fill the crack he had created.
This is simply inviting someone into a trap!
"So the one we wanted originally was you, Night Sword!"
Ye Linshuang heard the laughter of evil spirits coming from all around him, and there was no hesitation on his expression.
"Since we have entered Purgatory, let's pierce it!"
The Linshuang Sword carried him down, and in front of him was a soul refining cauldron!
There are countless souls of young girls struggling and screaming in the cauldron. They have been refined by the evil spirit to the point of almost merging into one, but they are unwilling to accept this and are fighting against each other, trying to separate.
And every time the soul was separated and torn apart, it was a huge pain. The pain turned into an evil spirit, which made a low but terrifying sound and suddenly opened its mouth towards Ye Linshuang. Inside that mouth was another void.
Ye Linshuang's speed did not slow down at all. He rushed in, and the big mouth closed instantly.
In the darkness, a figure was faintly seen. Ye Linshuang activated his sword, and the entire void was instantly illuminated by a flash of light. Unexpectedly, this was a secret room.
In the secret room, Meng Yuandao was sitting cross-legged and practicing. Ye Linshuang condensed his true energy on his fingertips and applied it to his eyes.
—Open your eyes!
In an instant, the spiritual energy around Meng Yuandao could be seen clearly.
His whole body was tainted with evil desires, his Dan Yuan was heavy, and he had already become possessed by the devil.
Suddenly, Meng Yuandao's eyes opened, as black as ink. It was an abyss of obsession, without a single ray of light.
The corners of his lips curled up, as if a knife was drawing a bloody mark against his heart.
"Lin Shuangjun, once you enter my Soul Refining Cauldron, you can never get out again!"
There was no fear on Ye Linshuang's face. "I am here on the orders of my master to kill the evil spirit. I will not return to Nanli until the evil spirit is eliminated."
After he finished speaking, the Linshuang Sword flashed, and the Ninglong Sword Formation was formed, and Xiao Han was solemn and stern, as if he wanted to refine the entire void.
"'Master'! 'Master'! Who else do you have in your heart besides Miaochen Yuanjun—"
As Meng Yuandao roared, a black evil cloud was spit out from his mouth, and countless painful girls' faces were ready to bite Ye Linshuang at any time!
At this time, Shu Wuxi, holding Lu Xiaochan in one hand, rode on Lu Shu and arrived at the top of Pengyuan Mountain, overlooking the entire Meng family compound.
Lu Xiaochan couldn’t see the appearance of the house, but she could see a huge crack that went deep into the base of Pengyuan Mountain!
Between the cracks, evil clouds were rolling, which were even more severe than the evil clouds that had previously shrouded Pengcheng.
"This... What's going on?"
Lu Xiaochan leaned sideways with his head down, and was so engrossed in watching that he almost slipped off Lu Shu's back. Shu Wuxi immediately hugged him.
"Be careful." Shu Wuxi said in Lu Xiaochan's ear.
"Brother Wuxi! What is this crack?"
Shu Wuxi raised his hand, and a piece of frost fell on his palm and melted immediately.
"This should be the trace of Ye Linshuang's Ninglong Sword Formation splitting the evil cloud."
"The evil cloud is so thick, has he been eaten by it?"
"It doesn't matter. With his cultivation level, he won't die."
Lu Shu slowly landed on the edge of the black crack. Meng Ningsheng was still sitting beside him, using his weak body to fight against the evil spirit clinging to him.
As soon as he saw Shu Wuxi and Lu Xiaochan, he guessed that they were senior masters living in the inn and immediately asked for help.
"Please, senior, save my life!"
Shu Wuxi showed no compassion at all, and just said to Lu Xiaochan: "Xiaochan, the Tailing Qingyuan Curse you cast in the inn before was too slow to condense, so it's a good opportunity to practice with this evil spirit."
Lu Xiaochan nodded immediately, thinking that it was time for her to practice.
At this time, Shu Wuxi was watching over him, so he didn't have to worry about his life if he failed. If he ran into any powerful demon king or evil god in the future, he would be able to help him!
He immediately concentrated his mind, and spiritual energy overflowed from his Danhai and condensed quickly, much faster than before in the inn, but it dissipated as soon as it condensed.
"Little Cicada, be attentive."
Lu Xiaochan realized that she wanted to speed up too much, and something went wrong with the Qingyuan Curse she had just cast.
When the evil spirit saw that in addition to Ye Linshuang, the Meng family had another helper, he went straight to the wound on Meng Ningsheng's back and wanted to swallow his Dan Yuan in one gulp!
Lu Xiaochan's mind was not affected by Meng Ningsheng's terrified cry. The Qingyuan Curse flew out from her fingertips and followed the evil spirit into Meng Ningsheng's inner palace.
The evil spirit had already swallowed Meng Ningsheng's Dan Yuan, and the Qingyuan Mantra engulfed the evil spirit again, refining it in an instant. The refined spiritual energy was directly absorbed by Meng Ningsheng's Dan Yuan.
Meng Ningsheng, who had originally looked as pale as death, suddenly regained his color, and the injuries in his internal organs were also recovering. Gradually, he could no longer feel the pain.
He touched his back and found that he was healed!
"Why should I make wedding dresses for others?" Shu Wuxi said indifferently.
But Lu Xiaochan frowned and stomped her feet hard: "You! Return the spiritual energy I refined to me!"
Meng Ningsheng was surprised: "How...how can I pay it back?"
"I was the one who refined it, how come your Dan Yuan was sucked away?"
Lu Xiaochan really didn't want to leave it to Meng Ningsheng, but her Qingyuan Mantra was refined on his Danhai, and she wanted to bring the refined spiritual energy out of Meng Ningsheng's body. Who knew that she could only condense the mantra and didn't know how to control it, so Meng Ningsheng took advantage of her!
Lu Xiaochan felt very embarrassed, and what made her even more embarrassed was that Shu Wuxi had just said, "Why bother to make wedding dresses for others?" She should have climbed up the pole and said something righteously like "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda." Who knew that his mouth was faster than his brain!
"Forget it, forget it! Just think of it as a gift from me, Lu Xiaochan! Just remember, I saved your life today, and you must obey my orders in the future!"
Meng Ningsheng stood there in a daze. A cultivator's mission is to eliminate demons and defend the way of Taoism, but this young boy actually wants him to follow his lead
But then he thought, not only did he refine the evil spirit and save his life, he also gave him spiritual energy, allowing him to recover immediately. This was all a favor. A drop of water should be repaid with a spring.
Meng Ningsheng lowered his head and saluted Lu Xiaochan.
"May I ask your name, Taoist friend? Do you have a fairy name?"
"Me? My name is Lu Xiaochan, and my fairy name..." Lu Xiaochan thought for a long time but couldn't think of one, so she tugged at Shu Wuxi's sleeve and said, "Brother Wuxi, I only have this little cultivation, what fairy name do I need?"
"Your cultivation is not low."
"Huh? I've only lived for sixteen years, that's not too low?"
Meng Ningsheng paused. He thought Lu Xiaochan only looked sixteen years old. He probably had high talent and could form a pill earlier than most people. But he didn't expect that he was really sixteen years old!
Although Meng Ningsheng was not very talented and had just formed his elixir at the age of 30, it did not mean that he had no ability to perceive the depth of spiritual power. Just now, this young man named Lu Xiaochan probed into his inner palace's spiritual power... If not a thousand years, then hundreds of years!
At this time, Lu Xiaochan was frowning and thinking hard. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she asked Shu Wuxi, "Can I give myself any immortal name I want?"
"Um."
"Then I'll call myself 'Lazy Dream'!" Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi with a smile.
"Why is it 'Lazy Dream'? This fairy name is too... incomprehensible..." Meng Ningsheng felt that this fairy name was too un-fairy-like and even a little bit inappropriate.
"As long as you like it." Shu Wuxi said.
Lu Xiaochan stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Shu Wuxi's ear and said, "Before you came to see me, I would bask in the sun under the locust tree every day. I didn't even think about where my next meal would be. Wasn't that lazy? I'll drink another jar of drunkenness and dreaminess, and I'll be able to meet my beauty in my dreams... Do you think that beauty is you? Lazy dream, lazy dream, I'm too lazy to do anything. I only think about my brother Wuxi in my dreams!"
Meng Yuandao knew that Lu Xiaochan only meant to speak to Shu Wuxi, and that Shu Wuxi should not listen to anything inappropriate, so he turned his head away.
Shu Wuxi's originally cold expression actually softened a bit.
"Then call it 'Lazy Dream'."
Lu Xiaochan squatted on the ground, propped up her chin and looked at the deep crack: "Brother Wuxi, since you said that this evil cloud can't trap Ye Linshuang, then... where is the demon king who gathered the evil cloud?"
Meng Ningsheng also reacted: "Yes. The evil spirit of this demon king is extraordinary. The evil cloud it summoned last night almost swallowed up the entire Pengcheng. Today, the evil cloud gathered and occupied the base of Pengyuan Mountain... Even if we don't get rid of it, we must drive it away, otherwise the thousands of miles from Pengyuan Mountain to Pengcheng will fall into the control of the demon city!"
Shu Wuxi rubbed Lu Xiaochan's head and said, "Let's go see Meng Yuandao."
"Ah... Is Meng Yuandao in here?" Lu Xiaochan pointed to the dark mountain crack.
"Xiao Chan, I will enter your Danhai with my mind and teach you the art of 'discerning spirits'."
"Yeah!"
Lu Xiaochan was naturally happy because there was something new to learn.
Shu Wuxi's hand fell on Lu Xiaochan's shoulder, and his spiritual energy drew out Lu Xiaochan's spiritual sea, gradually submerging the entire Pengyuan Mountain.
Even though the trees were dead, the souls of every disciple appeared in Lu Xiaochan's spiritual sea, extremely clearly.
In the spiritual sea, Lu Xiaochan saw that the disciples who had escaped from the inn earlier were kneeling in front of the villa in the back mountain, with their heads down and distracted. Some of them had not yet formed their Dan Yuan. The only two who had Dan Yuan were kneeling in the front, with faint spiritual light.
It seemed as if their spiritual energy was almost being sucked dry.
Behind the tightly closed door of the villa, only two overlapping figures could be seen, doing unspeakable things.
Lu Xiaochan didn’t know whether they had ever stopped, she just felt that the man above had become thinner... and his energy was almost sucked dry!
But in terms of cultivation, that man seemed to be more advanced than the other disciples. Could he be... Meng Yuandao
Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes and looked at Shu Wuxi. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, because Shu Wuxi seemed to be pure and innocent. When he was distinguishing the spirit just now, Shu Wuxi must have seen what Meng Yuandao was doing!
But Shu Wuxi's spiritual sea was still calm, he was indeed pure and had few desires!
"Wait, if Meng Yuandao is in the back mountain... then who is the person in the big crack?"
“What you see may not be what you think.”
“What does the mind see?”
For example, my wisdom eye
"The person hiding in the crack has a higher level of cultivation than Ye Linshuang, so he can naturally deceive his keen eyes."
"So it deceived my eyes?"
This is so real and fake! No matter what, let's go to the back mountain and find the real Meng Yuandao!
What Brother Wuxi saw must be the real Meng Yuandao!
Lu Xiaochan climbed onto Lu Shu, and Shu Wuxi sat behind him. But in a moment, Lu Shu brought them to the villa in the back mountain.
The sound of the two people entangled could be heard from a distance, but when Lu Xiaochan heard it, she did not find it beautiful, but rather creepy.
Lu Xiaochan got off Lu Shu and passed by the disciples kneeling in front of the courtyard gate. They all lowered their heads and had dull expressions. Just as Lu Xiaochan was about to poke one of them in the shoulder, she heard Shu Wuxi read his name.
"Little cicada."
Lu Xiaochan then realized that she couldn't touch outsiders in front of Shu Wuxi.
Having been following Shu Wuxi these days, he had also learned a lot of methods of using spiritual energy, so he raised his finger and flicked it lightly. A ray of spiritual light fell behind the disciple and easily pushed him down.
This slight vibration caused the other kneeling disciples to fall down one after another.
Lu Xiaochan stepped back and looked at her "masterpiece". "They... they are so useless, aren't they?"
From the other side of the door came a woman's extremely painful voice: "Save me... Save me..."
"She should be Meng Yuandao's concubine, Kang, right? Isn't she... isn't she pregnant? How can she still..."
Just as Lu Xiaochan was about to push open the door, countless evil spirits suddenly poked their heads out from the door, roaring, and almost bit Lu Xiaochan's hand.
Lu Xiaochan's body suddenly filled with spiritual energy, which bounced them back.
"Oh my god! The whole room is full of evil spirits! This Pengyuan Mountain must have been eaten away by evil spirits, right?"
Shu Wuxi stood aside, with no intention of taking any action.
Lu Xiaochan knew that Shu Wuxi wanted him to practice more.
“Can I refine all these evil spirits?” Lu Xiaochan scratched his head.
Shu Wuxi said calmly: "Before, when the Demon Lord Lu Li invaded Tailing Pavilion, didn't you dare to cast a spell to become his enemy?"
"Then I also borrowed Kunwu's aura..."
"I'm here. Am I not as reliable as Kunwu?"
"Of course, Brother Wuxi is the most reliable!"
After Shu Wuxi said this, Lu Xiaochan immediately remembered the Tailing Chongxiao Curse that he saw when he burned spiritual incense in Tailing Pavilion!
At that time, he did not know how to control the curse, but he tried his best to condense the curse. It was Kunwu who used his true spirit to send the curse to Lu Li for him.
Last night, I happened to see Shu Wuxi perform the "Chongxiao Sword Formation", and Lu Xiaochan learned a lot from him. It's a good opportunity to give it a try today.
In order for the Chongxiao Curse to work, he must of course borrow the energy of heaven and earth here.
When practicing in Tailing Pavilion, Lu Xiaochan discovered that he had a special feeling for water and could easily empathize with water. Today, he came to borrow the power of water!
The grass and trees here have withered, the water and trees have dried up, and I really can't feel the spiritual energy of the water. What a trouble!
Seeing his frowning face, Shu Wuxi said, "Xiaochan, do you know that water can not only have various shapes, but also various forms?"
An idea suddenly came to his mind, and Lu Xiaochan stretched out his hand. The originally still wind began to flow, as if attracted by the spiritual energy at his fingertips and rushed towards him. The thin water vapor in the wind gradually condensed and turned into a drop of dew. A sky-reaching spell only the size of a palm appeared at his fingertips, and the drop of water slowly fell into the spell.
The author has something to say: Lu Xiaochan: Oh oh oh! Come and see! Come and see!
Shu Wuxi: This doesn’t look good.
Lu Xiaochan: It's like you've seen it before! This one is not good looking, which one is good looking
Shu Wuxi: Once upon a time, you were drunk and had a celestial feeling. You sat in front of the scroll painting of "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon" and thought of the most beautiful thing.
Lu Xiaochan: You’re lying! I don’t think about that! I’m so naive!