Chapter 110 Saving Ah ErmuChapter 110 Saving Ah Ermu
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The disciple from the Weapon Refining Pavilion who was beaten covered his burning face, shocked and angry, but looking at Yan Jinjin's shining sword, he did not dare to attack for a moment.
"You... you little brat, do you know who we are? We are from the Weapon Refining Pavilion."
He tried to move out from the backstage to give himself courage.
Xiaobai tilted his head, his little face full of innocence, but the words he said were as cold as ice.
"The Weapon Refining Pavilion? Is that the disciple who would steal from the company and use fake goods to cheat his fellow disciples in the Weapon Refining Pavilion?"
As soon as these words came out, not only the leading disciple, but also the faces of several people behind him changed instantly.
"You...what are you talking about?"
The leading disciple's voice was trembling and his eyes were evasive.
Xiaobai ignored him and turned to look at Almu who was still curled up.
"Almu, pick up the 'Ancient Alchemy Furnace' that you thought was broken."
Her voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible power.
Almu looked up blankly and met Xiaobai's clear and determined eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he obediently picked up the so-called "alchemy furnace" fragment next to him.
The fragment had a rough texture and weak spiritual energy, and didn't look like a treasure at all.
"Now," Xiaobai pointed at the fragment with his little hand, "Use your hands to crush it."
Almu was stunned.
He didn't dare, for he was afraid that he would completely destroy this "treasure" and put himself in an irreparable situation.
"Crush it," Xiaobai repeated, his tone firm, "It's just a worthless piece of junk."
Looking at Xiaobai's determined eyes and remembering how she defended him just now, Almu felt an inexplicable trust in his heart.
He took a deep breath and exerted force with his huge palm.
"Kacha…"
The fragments of the so-called "ancient alchemy furnace" shattered in his hands and easily turned into a pile of powder, falling to the ground.
Just like crushing an ordinary stone.
Almu stared blankly at the powder in his palm, then looked up at Xiaobai, his eyes full of disbelief.
The blood color on the faces of those disciples from the Weapon Refining Pavilion instantly drained away, as if they had seen a ghost.
"No… Impossible."
"How did you know that?"
The leading disciple was so frightened that his legs went limp. He pointed at Xiaobai, his lips trembling as he could not utter a complete sentence.
At the moment when they were horrified, a shiny stone appeared in Xiaobai's little hand.
"Shadow Stone, open."
She said this in a baby voice while pointing the photo stone at the pale-faced disciples of the Weapon Refining Pavilion.
The clear picture recorded their expressions of fear, guilt and despair at the moment without missing a single detail.
"You," Xiaobai shook the photo stone in his hand, "used a fake alchemy furnace to blackmail the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect, and even tried to rob the robes, and even sold people as laborers."
"How should this account be settled?"
The disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, sweat dripping down their cheeks.
The leading disciple tried to remain calm: "Little...little girl, this, this is a misunderstanding..."
"Misunderstanding?" Xiao Bai sneered, "The real ancient alchemy furnace was secretly swapped by you and sold to an unknown casual cultivator in exchange for a lot of spirit stones, right?"
This sentence was like a thunderclap, completely breaking down their psychological defenses.
"You…what are you doing…"
"Don't worry about how I know this." Xiaobai interrupted him, standing up straight. "Now, pay Almu back."
"Three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones. Not a cent less."
"What? Three hundred thousand?" the disciple screamed, "Where can we get so many spirit stones?"
"That's your business." Xiao Bai said expressionlessly, "If you can't take it out, that's fine."
She raised the photo stone in her hand.
"With this thing, plus my testimony, and the many eyes outside in front of the water curtain seeing it, guess what the consequences will be?"
"Not only will I let your Refining Pavilion know about your good deeds, I will also go find the 'know-it-all' in the world of immortal cultivation."
"Let them spread the news that 'the disciples of the Weapon Refining Pavilion have stolen things, swapped treasures, bullied their fellow disciples, and tried to sell people into slavery when extortion failed' throughout the nine provinces and four seas."
"By then, do you think you can still survive in the world of immortal cultivation? Will the family behind you clean up the mess?"
Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of several disciples in the Weapon Refining Pavilion hard.
Their faces were pale, their bodies were trembling, and their eyes were full of fear.
He will be disgraced, expelled from the sect, and may even be abandoned by his family.
That outcome would be more painful than killing them.
"We will give it to you, we will give it to you." The leading disciple almost cried and agreed, "Please, give us the photo stone."
Xiaobai ignored their pleas, put away the photo stone, turned and walked towards Almu.
She stood on tiptoe and stretched out her arms as far as she could, trying to pat Almu's shoulders, but found that she could only pat his sturdy calves.
"Oops, I can't reach it."
She was a little depressed, and then she took out a crystal clear candy from her small storage bag.
"Here, Almu, I'll give you some sweet candy."
Almu stared blankly at the little guy in front of him who was not even as tall as his knees, and then looked at the beautiful candy in her hand.
He took the candy with his rough big hands trembling a little, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it in his mouth.
A sweet taste instantly spread in my mouth, dispelling the bitterness and despair that had accumulated in my heart.
It seems like I haven't tasted such sweetness for a long, long time.
His eyes became hot, his huge body trembled slightly, but the corners of his mouth slowly opened into a simple and honest smile, although there were still traces of tears on it.
"Thank you... Junior Sister..."
His voice choked.
"My senior brother...when I was bullied and felt sad, he always gave me candy like this."
Xiaobai blinked and looked at him seriously: "Are you still sad now?"
Almu shook his head vigorously, wiped his face with a smile and said, "I'm not sad anymore. I ate some candy and I'm not sad anymore."
"Did you see how I beat these people just now? If someone bullies you like this in the future, fight back if you can beat them, or run back to the sect to complain if you can't. The more you cry, the better.
Got it?"
It was the first time that Almu realized that this was possible, and he nodded quickly.
In the past, he didn't know what to do when he was wronged? Although everyone in the sect cared about him, he still didn't know what to do? Today, he finally understood that Xiaobai said that he liked his best friend.
"That's right. This is what happens when the younger ones are beaten. Then the older ones come and are beaten. There will be endless problems later." Xiaobai felt that he should have a good talk with Almu.
Outside the water curtain, the leader of the Giant Spirit Sect, who had been paying attention to this place, saw Almu finally smile, then looked at the small figure, his eyes full of approval and warmth.
"This little disciple from the Qingling Sect is such a good kid. No wonder the ancestor wants to take him in as his personal disciple."
Xiaobai quietly asked the Book of Heaven in his heart.
"Tianshu, there's a huge water curtain outside watching, how dare they do such a thing? Aren't they afraid of being discovered?"
111 What! The pervert wants to attack the third brotherChapter 111 What! The pervert wants to attack the third brother
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[Young Master, this is the luck in human nature.] The voice of the Heavenly Book sounded in the sea of consciousness.
[There are always people who think they have done everything perfectly, or think no one will care.
Some people even do bad things, but instead of feeling ashamed, they feel proud of it, thinking it is a manifestation of their intelligence.
Xiaobai said "Oh" as if he understood, and didn't dwell on this question anymore.
She looked up and asked Almu: "Almu, are you okay now? Do you want to come with me first? Let's go meet up with my third senior brother."
Almu nodded almost immediately, like a chick pecking at rice.
"Well, I'll go with you. Wherever you go, I'll go."
He now has 100% trust and dependence on Xiaobai.
Yan Jinjin, who was standing next to him, was already grinning from ear to ear. She walked forward and put her arm around Almu's arm (although it looked a little funny in comparison).
"My goodness, your physique is really impressive.
My name is Yan Jinjin, I am from Qingling Sect, Xiaobai is my junior sister, we will be friends from now on."
Aermu was a little embarrassed by his sudden enthusiasm and smiled innocently: "My name is Aermu, from the Giant Spirit Sect."
"Come on, Almu, let me tell you, my little sister is amazing..."
Yan Jinjin took Almu's hand in a familiar manner and began to talk incessantly about Xiaobai's glorious deeds.
Almu nodded repeatedly after hearing this, his eyes full of admiration.
Xiaobai looked at the two people playing together, shook his head helplessly, took the lead with his short legs, and led the way.
"Let's go and find our third brother."
Three figures, one tall, one strong and one petite, bathed in the strange light of the secret realm, walked towards the direction of Nangong Wentian, completely forgetting the few distraught disciples of the Weapon Refining Pavilion behind them.
Xiaobai and his group had just walked a short distance when Yan Jinjin was still excitedly bragging to Almu about the "great achievements" of her junior sister.
"I'm telling you, Almu, my little junior sister, don't underestimate her, she's very capable, just like last time..."
Before he finished speaking, the heavenly book in Xiaobai's sea of consciousness suddenly issued an urgent alarm.
[Emergency! Emergency! Young Master! Your senior brother Nangong Wentian is in danger. It's too late.]
[An unknown person used the "Love Poison" on her, her spiritual power was restrained, her consciousness was blurred, and she was in danger of losing her virginity. ]
[The other party is disguised as a male monk, with ill intentions. ]
Xiaobai's face turned pale instantly.
Is it possible that the third senior brother, who is always gentle and polite to others, like a banished immortal, is going to be raped by a pervert dressed as a woman?
Damn it!
A chill rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
"Almu."
Xiaobai's voice was sharp, filled with unprecedented anxiety.
"Hurry, hold me and rush over there, hurry up, there's no time to explain to you."
She pointed her little hand in the direction indicated by the heavenly book, her little face full of panic.
Although Almu didn't understand why, he instinctively obeyed Xiaobai's orders.
He picked up Xiaobai and placed him steadily on his broad shoulders.
"Hold on tight, Xiaobai."
He roared, spread his long legs, and rushed towards that direction like a madly running beast.
Yan Jinjin was also startled. Seeing Xiaobai's unprecedented nervousness, she did not dare to delay and immediately used her body skills to catch up.
"Junior sister, what's wrong? What happened to Third Brother?"
"Third Senior Brother is going to be bullied." Xiao Bai was so anxious that he almost cried, "A dead pervert, a man pretending to be a woman."
Yan Jinjin: "???"
A man pretending to be a woman? Bullying the third brother? He couldn't wrap his mind around it.
It was all his fault for not listening carefully to his heart just now.
But seeing how anxious the little sister is, it must be a big deal.
At the same time, in another clearing in the woods of the secret realm.
Nangong Wentian was leaning against an ancient tree, an abnormal blush on his handsome face.
He felt hot all over, and his spiritual power seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't raise it at all.
My consciousness began to blur, and the "weak" figure in the pink dress in front of me became a little double.
"elder brother..."
The figure acted coyly and the voice was so coquettish that it gave people goose bumps.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Stay away from me, get out!"
Nangong Wentian gritted his teeth, trying to maintain the last bit of clarity, but his voice sounded a little weak.
He was just worried that Yan Jinjin, the unreliable guy, might run around and get into danger, so he came out to look for him.
Unexpectedly, he met this female cultivator halfway who claimed that she had lost her brother, and she cried and insisted on following him.
Based on the friendship between fellow disciples (although they were not from the same sect), he thought it would be okay to lead the way for a while, but he always kept his distance.
But as this person got closer and closer, the way he addressed him changed from "fellow Taoist" and "senior brother" to the creepy "brother".
He sensed something was wrong and immediately asked her to leave, but he didn't know that she had cast such a vicious spell on him without him knowing.
"Brother, do you like me too?"
Seeing that he was weak all over and his eyes were blurred, the "female cultivator" became even bolder.
"Your face is red, you must be wanting me..."
"He" said this as he began to unbutton his pink skirt.
"Don't be afraid, brother. I will take good care of you..."
That sound and that movement made Nangong Wentian's stomach churn and he just wanted to vomit.
He was the third disciple of Qingling Sect, a refined gentleman, how could he have to suffer such a great humiliation?
Just when the "female cultivator" half-undid her skirt, revealing the rough lining underneath, and was about to pounce on Nangong Wentian with an obscene smile on her face.
"Stop it, you pervert."
A childish but angry roar was heard.
Then, there was a "puff" sound!
A black, wet mass with an indescribable smell was accurately smeared on the face of the "female cultivator"!
The "female cultivator" was caught off guard and staggered, with her face covered with sticky stuff.
A strong stench rushed into my nose.
"Ah! What is that?"
"He" screamed, and his voice suddenly became rough and unpleasant, without any trace of the delicateness he had before.
Xiaobai was put on the ground by Almu, and his little body was trembling slightly because of anger.
In such a hurry, she had no time to take out her magic weapon, so she just grabbed a handful of "mud" from the ground and threw it over.
Now smell this...
Xiaobai's face turned green.
This doesn't look like mud. It's the shit of some unlucky monster.
vomit!
But now is not the time to worry about this.
Seeing the pervert wiping his face, revealing the vaguely visible male outline covered in shit, Xiaobai became even angrier.
"Beat you to death, you shameless bastard."
She took a step forward with her short legs, rushed forward, raised her little hand that had just grabbed the "fertilizer", and pointed it at the face.
"Pah!"
"Pah!"
"Pah!"
He slapped him in the face with both hands, giving him several loud slaps in a row.
The force was so great that the pervert's face instantly had several clear five-finger marks mixed with unknown yellow and white substances, which was horrible to look at.
"Ahhh! How dare you hit me, little bitch."
The pervert was completely enraged, and his blood was boiling.
Perhaps it was anger, or perhaps it was that Xiaobai's slap disrupted his breath, the effect of the elixir he used to maintain his female appearance suddenly lost its effect at this moment!
His pink dress seemed to be torn apart by the energy.
The originally "petite and delicate" body quickly swelled up.
Chapter 112: Kill him with both hands
Chapter 112: Kill him with both hands
The disguise on his face faded away like the tide, revealing a face covered with stubble and flesh.
His hair was disheveled and his face was dirty and had a hideous expression.
He looked like a big, bearded man with messy hair and a fierce look in his eyes.
"Ugh… Damn it."
Xiaobai really couldn't help it this time and almost vomited on the spot.
So! Disgusting!
"Young Master, beat him. Beat him to death."
Xiao Bai screamed and stepped back, pointing at the perverted man who was now completely exposed.
Yan Jinjin was also stunned, but when he heard the order from his junior sister, he immediately reacted, took out his big knife and rushed forward.
"How dare you bully my third brother, you bastard! I'll beat you up!"
Xiaobai quickly ran to Almu, hurriedly took off his small storage bag, and stuffed it into Almu's hand.
"Almu, hurry up!
In the bag, find a white bottle with the words "Qingxin Dan" written on it. "
"Find it and feed it to Third Brother. Got it?"
Almu nodded immediately and started looking for it.
Her little face was full of anxiety. She looked at the perverted man who had already started fighting with Yan Jinjin, and then looked at her third senior brother who was lying on the ground with his consciousness becoming even more blurred and his breathing becoming rapid.
Third brother, you must hold on, I will avenge you.
Yan Jinjin's big knife made a sound of breaking wind, and the blade never left the pervert's face!
Xiaobai raised his hands, and the stones infused with spiritual power flew out and hit the same target accurately!
"Beat you to death, you pervert."
"You'll be allowed to pretend to be a woman and bully my third senior brother."
One person and one child, working in perfect harmony.
The big man was beaten back step by step, with new wounds on his face mixed with old ones and the filth from before, it was simply a sight to behold.
He was so angry that he screamed, but he couldn't free his hands to fight back.
Just at this moment.
Nangong Wentian, who was lying on the ground, had his eyelashes trembled violently and suddenly opened his eyes!
In those clear eyes, there was not a trace of confusion from just waking up, but only a biting chill and clear murderous intent!
"Hmm…"
He let out a suppressed groan, and veins bulged on his forehead.
"puff!"
A stream of pink, fishy mucus spurted out of his mouth.
The slime fell to the ground, making a "sizzling" corrosion sound, and tiny insect shadows could be vaguely seen twisting and dissipating in it.
The love Gu was forced out by him.
Nangong Wentian slowly propped himself up and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He stood up, his movements were still a little shaky, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife.
His face, which was usually as gentle as jade and filled with bookish air, was now as cold as ice.
His eyes passed over Xiaobai and Yan Jinjin who were beating each other, and were fixed on the disheveled man.
There are rules in the secret realm, and you cannot kill at will.
However, what was surging in Nangong Wentian's heart at this moment was a stronger murderous rage than if he had killed the other person directly.
He wants this person, neither living nor dying.
A look.
Just a glance.
Xiaobai instantly understood the madness and determination in the eyes of the third senior brother.
Feed poison.
The third senior brother wants to use the poison pill he made himself.
"Young Senior Brother, hit to the left and force him over so that Third Senior Brother can also vent his anger."
Xiaobai immediately screamed, pointing his little finger in the direction of Nangong Wentian.
Although Yan Jinjin didn't understand what was going on, he absolutely carried out his junior sister's orders.
"Okay."
The momentum of the broadsword's attack suddenly changed, with every strike heading towards the big man's right side, forcing him to dodge to the left.
Xiaobai also understood what he meant, and threw small stones at his lower body, making him stagger.
With the combined efforts of the two, the big man was forced step by step to the front of Nangong Wentian.
In a flash, Nangong Wentian moved, and his figure appeared beside the big man in an instant like a ghost.
The big man was forced to steady himself by Yan Jinjin's knife and had no time to react.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, his chin was grabbed by Nangong Wentian and forcibly pried open.
Nangong Wentian flicked his fingers with his other hand.
A pill that was as black as ink and exuded an ominous aura was shot into the big man's mouth with incredible precision.
"Ugh…"
The big man let out a horrified whimper from his throat and tried to spit out the pill.
But Nangong Wentian exhaled spiritual power from his fingertips, sealing his throat, and the pill instantly slid into his stomach.
"What did you give me to eat?"
The big man stared at Nangong Wentian in horror, looking at this face that was too handsome.
In addition to fear, that look also contained an indescribable feeling.
It seemed to be accusing, how could a person with such a face do such a cruel thing.
Nangong Wentian looked at him with a look in his eyes and frowned slightly.
Does my face really look like that of a weak person who can be bullied?
Ever since he narrowly escaped death last time, he began to study poison pills.
This "Bone-Eroding Spirit Pill" is his latest achievement and is still in the experimental stage.
I had planned to wait until the medicinal properties were completely stable and then prepare some for Xiaobai and the others for self-defense.
Unexpectedly, the first "drug test" would be something like this.
Nangong Wentian snorted in his heart.
Well, let me let you try the power of this medicine.
There is no pain when you take this pill.
But soon, it will make you experience the most extreme despair in the world.
Your spiritual power will be lost bit by bit, like a skin with a hole in it.
Your cultivation will pour out uncontrollably until your Dantian is exhausted.
Then, your body will begin to age, your skin will lose its luster inch by inch, become dry, wrinkled, and finally rot.
And the scariest thing is that your sanity will always remain clear.
You can't speak, you can't move, you can only watch yourself turn into a living, breathing pile of rotten meat! .
When the smell of decay spreads, it will attract a kind of monster in the secret realm that loves to eat corpses the most.
They will eat you up bit by bit.
And at that time, all the pain you lost will come back and be magnified a thousand times.
You will clearly feel the pain of every inch of flesh being torn and every bone being chewed.
This was the hell he had prepared for the person who dared to touch him.
The big man seemed to realize something as well. His body began to tremble violently and the ferocity in his eyes was replaced by boundless fear.
Nangong Wentian withdrew his hand, and there was no trace of emotion on his face, only indifference.
"Let's go."
His voice was slightly hoarse and a little tired.
Xiaobai immediately ran to his side, nervously grasping the corner of his clothes with her little hands: "Third Brother, how are you? Are you still feeling bad?"
Nangong Wentian looked at the worried look in his junior sister's eyes, and the ice in his heart melted a little. He reached out and rubbed Xiaobai's hair: "It's okay."
Yan Jinjin put away the sword, looked at the big man on the ground who was already twitching and had a dazed look in his eyes, then looked at his third senior brother who had an expressionless face, and couldn't help but shiver.
Wow, the third senior brother just now was so scary, but he liked it.
Almu also supported Xiaobai and asked in a low voice: "Then...he..."
Nangong Wentian glanced at the person on the ground calmly: "He? He has his own place to go."
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"Then let's go meet up with Junior-Junior Brother Liu and the others." Xiaobai felt that it was finally over.
Nangong Wentian performed the cleansing spell on himself and Xiaobai several times. Later, feeling uneasy, he took Xiaobai to find a lake to wash them thoroughly.
Then he told Xiao Bai earnestly, "Little Junior Sister, in the future, you must be careful not to play with such dirty monster feces. You don't know if it is clean or not."
Xiaobai wanted to cry. This was the cleanest time she had ever washed her hands (since she was born) and she didn't know how many times she had washed them.
I really don't like playing with shit, who understands!
Fan Wuzhi, who had finally finished the card game and was inexplicably apologized to and thanked for, just happened to hear Nangong Wentian educating Xiaobai.
He immediately asked Li Xiaoran behind him how he could take care of his junior sister, who was actually playing with shit.
Li Xiaoran also heard it, and was questioned just as he was recovering from the situation.
Then immediately, he asked himself how could he possibly do this with his junior sister.
Nan Ningxia looked even more innocent when she saw the two people looking at her, and said that she was just in love before, but when did she stop caring about cleanliness?
At this time, Yan Jinjin was holding back her laughter while deliberately asking the depressed Xiaobai, "Junior sister, there is still shit over there, do you want to play?"
Xiao Bai was very depressed and did not answer, but the three people outside seemed to have found the "real murderer."
So when Yan Jinjin came out later, she was inexplicably given "love education" by the three people in turn.
Nan Ningxia was simple and brutal, and started fighting with swords drawn.
Li Xiaoran smiled with a dagger hidden in his heart, and said in a nice way: "Junior brother, come and help me test the newly made talisman." Then Yan Jinjin felt all kinds of pain.
Fan Wuzhi gave Yan Jinjin a direct lecture, talking about small things and big things, and told him to take a break and drink water in the middle of the lecture, and asked Elder Suixing to take over the education.
Yan Jinjin really felt hopeless that day and night, and Xiaobai saw her sleeping for several days afterwards.
A few people were walking on their way bored, approaching the direction of Liu Fufeng and the others.
When passing a small hill, the sunlight happened to shine on a stone, reflecting a strange light.
"Huh? This stone is quite unique." Yan Jinjin's eyes lit up and he bent down to pick it up.
The stone feels soft to the touch, and seems to have some strange naturally formed patterns on it, which is very beautiful.
Just as his fingers stroked the lines.
Boom boom...
There was a slight but clear vibration from the ground beneath my feet.
A crack suddenly appeared on the hillside not far in front of them without any sound.
The gap is deep, with a faint light shining through it, and an ancient and vast atmosphere blowing in the air.
"What's going on?" Nangong Wentian and his companions immediately became alert and took out their magical weapons.
Almost at the same time, the urgent voice of the Heavenly Book rang out in Xiaobai's sea of consciousness: "Young Master, the opportunity has come."
Tianshu's voice was a little excited: "Your old stuff is down there."
"However," Tianshu changed the subject, "You will have to suffer the inconvenience of being unconscious for a while."
Before Xiaobai could ask why, an irresistible feeling of dizziness instantly swept over her little body.
Everything went dark before her eyes and she fell down limply.
"Junior sister." Nangong Wentian, who was closest to her, was quick to catch her.
He frowned slightly. At that moment, he seemed to catch the tail end of the message from the Heavenly Book. Although it was vague, he heard clearly the words "opportunity" and "dizzy for a while".
Nangong Wentian immediately looked up and said to Yan Jinjin, who had a confused and troubled expression, "Young Junior Sister may be tired. She has been running around these past few days. She is young and can't hold on."
His tone was natural, without revealing any flaws: "Junior brother, you carry Junior sister on your back, and we will continue on our way to see what's ahead.
Let's catch up with Junior-Martial-Nephew Liu and see the situation. If it's ok, we'll leave first."
Yan Jinjin was still shocked that he could create an "ancient monument" by just picking up a piece of stone. Hearing this, he nodded subconsciously: "Oh, okay, okay, Third Brother."
Almu looked at Xiaobai and thought she was really tired, and felt a little distressed.
He hurriedly carried Xiaobai on his back, secretly thanking his lucky star that his junior sister had fainted, otherwise he would have to take the blame for causing the strange phenomenon by moving things around.
Xiaobai just felt his soul lighten, as if he had broken free from some kind of restraints.
She was "floating" in the air, and when she looked down she could see her small body being carefully carried on Yan Jinjin's back.
She could still hear the gentle voice of her Third Senior Brother, and her heart was warmed: "Third Senior Brother is so nice, he can always help me find the most appropriate reason, so that I don't have to make up a lie when I wake up."
She had no idea that a corner of her "little secret" had been discovered by these people.
At this moment, a soft but attractive light shot out from the crack in the hillside and accurately enveloped Xiaobai's soul.
Xiaobai felt a warm force pulling him, and he involuntarily floated towards the crack.
"Young Master, don't panic. This white light is a sign of something strange happening here. Just follow it and see for yourself. Your brother and I will protect your body."
Then there was a flash of light, and Xiaobai's soul had entered the deep ancient road.
The ancient road was not dark. The stone walls on both sides were inlaid with unknown glowing crystals, illuminating the way ahead.
There's a peaceful atmosphere in the air.
At the end of the ancient road is a small circular stone platform.
On the stone platform, there lay quietly a jade flute that was completely white and exuded a chaotic aura.
The body of the flute is engraved with complex and mysterious runes, as if there are stars moving, the sun and the moon rising and falling, and it seems to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.
The moment Xiaobai's soul saw it, a sense of familiarity and an indescribable desire from the depths of his soul surged up.
"Chaos Fairy Flute." She murmured involuntarily, and the name naturally appeared in her mind.
This was hers, the magical instrument that had accompanied her the longest when she was a goddess in her previous life.
For some reason, when she saw the Chaos Fairy Flute, she seemed to remember something unconsciously.
Her soul slowly approached, stretched out her illusory little hand, and gently touched the fairy flute.
The fairy flute made a clear and long sound, as if it was a response spanning eternity.
It turned into a dazzling stream of light, without any pause, and instantly merged into Xiaobai's soul.
In an instant, an unimaginable flood of memories rushed into her sea of consciousness like a galaxy bursting its banks.
That was a fragment of the true god's soul belonging to the goddess.
It has been sleeping in the fairy flute for billions of years, just waiting for Xiaobai's return.
Xiaobai felt as if his soul had been thrown into a furnace, rapidly solidifying and growing stronger.
The fragments of memories of the previous life that had been blurred by reincarnation began to become clear, and the heavy and sacred sense of mission belonging to the goddess was engraved into the depths of the soul like a brand.
At the same time, outside, Xiaobai's body, who was carried on Yan Jinjin's back, suddenly burst out with astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations.
The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be summoned and rushed towards her small body frantically, forming a spiritual energy vortex that was visible to the naked eye.
boom...
Some invisible shackles were broken in an instant.
It is a different kind of Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul...
Xiaobai's cultivation was like riding a roller coaster, advancing rapidly all the way.
The powerful spiritual pressure frightened the three people around. Nangong Wentian immediately took out a bracelet to shield his cultivation and spiritual energy. This one was left to them by their master. Everyone had one. He gave his to Xiaobai.
He even said that Xiaobai would be very happy to see the bracelet he gave her when he woke up.
Yan Jinjin immediately cooperated after Nangong Wentian sent a message.
Almu understood that good friends should give gifts and will be happy if they do so.
"This...is this an epiphany?" Yan Jinjin looked at the junior sister in the center of the spiritual energy vortex in shock.
At this time, the three people were in a cave. After all, the current situation was not suitable for traveling.
Nangong Wentian and Yan Jinjin communicated with each other, and Almu gave him a roasted chicken and asked him to eat it first.
"What a strong power." Yan Jinjin's eyes flashed.
Chapter 114 Nangong Wentian's DoubtChapter 114 Nangong Wentian's Doubt
Nangong Wentian was surprised and delighted: "Junior sister is indeed extraordinary." Then he looked at the light in the distance that connected to the underground crack, thoughtfully.
The enormous power and the memories that surged like a tide intertwined and collided in Xiaobai's soul.
Her brows were slightly furrowed, and even though she was only in a trance at the moment, she revealed a hint of pain and confusion.
The goddess in the previous life was cold and aloof, shouldering the responsibility of the people, her words were laws, and she looked down on all living things.
But in this life, she is Xiaobai, the little darling who is pampered by her master, brothers and sisters in Qingling Sect. She likes sweet candied haws, likes playing with her friends, and occasionally gets punished by Elder Liu for being naughty.
who I am?
There are two completely different figures pulling at each other in my mind.
Who should I be?
Is it to pick up the dignity and responsibility of the goddess again and embark on that lonely and lofty divine path again?
Or should I continue to be this carefree little white man surrounded by love?
Is it true that the goddess's responsibility and Xiaobai's happiness cannot coexist?
Under the surge of power and the impact of memory brought by the Chaos Immortal Flute, Xiaobai's soul began to think seriously and deeply for the first time.
In this life, what kind of path will she, Xiaobai, take?
And the starting point of this road seems to have begun with the unexpected return of the Chaos Fairy Flute.
After a while, Xiaobai woke up.
Nangong Wentian sent a message to Xiaobai: "Junior sister, you must have triggered some inheritance just now. Your cultivation and spiritual power are skyrocketing. The bracelet on your hand was given by the previous master. Don't worry, the material is special and it is basically unnoticeable.
You don't have to worry, but don't tell anyone about your situation after you get out."
I have to say that Nangong Wentian is really thoughtful. Just when Xiaobai didn't know how to explain himself, Nangong Wentian found a perfect excuse.
[Master, your magic weapon is sleeping in your sea of consciousness. Oh, and there is another one with a spirit and a bad temper. You'd better go in and talk to him for a few days.]
The words in the heavenly book made Xiaobai realize that this was really not an ordinary magic weapon.
[Young Master, you'd better do more tasks after the competition to help the Son of Luck reach his peak, so that you can go up earlier.] Tianshu didn't dare to say it because there were old friends from the previous session waiting for Xiaobai to rescue him.
After Xiaobai and his group reunited, Almu decided to follow Qingling Sect as well, so whatever Xiaobai and his group found, half of it would be given to Almu.
At about the same time, Xiaobai and the others came out together.
When it came time to settle the points, Xiaobai and his team took fifth place in this round because they had been busy with other things.
After three days of rest, the regular disciple competition began and the team competition was completely over.
Fan Wuzhi estimated that it was still among the top ten sects, which was enough.
[My young master, Qiao Tingting has been absorbing luck again recently, but I don't know why I haven't issued any tasks here, and I feel that the power of the laws of heaven and earth in this world is slowly dissipating.]
After listening to this, Xiaobai thought about everything again. Perhaps the Pseudo Heavenly Dao had found some way to suppress the power of the laws of heaven and earth from interfering with him, while at the same time he still wanted to rely on the power of luck to do something.
[Young master, I suddenly have a lot of information about the children of luck here, but the strange thing is that some of them have strong luck, some have average luck, but no matter what, there shouldn't be so many of them.
My little master, there is one more thing. I feel that my true self may not be what it is now. Before, I was one with Master Xiaoshu.
I didn't even have emotions or consciousness, but now I have consciousness.
I don't know whether I should tell you or not, but I am very confused, and my own perception seems to be disturbed. I receive a lot of information but I can't judge its authenticity. ]
Xiaobai had discovered something was wrong with the Heavenly Book a long time ago, but she always thought that it was Xiaoshu's ideology that was awakened through the Heavenly Book.
But how could something that was originally one suddenly become two different consciousnesses?
There was no time to sort out Xiaobai's disciples as the competition had already begun.
Nangong Wentian told Fan Wuzhi about Xiaobai's special situation, and then Fan Wuzhi asked Xiaobai not to participate this time because it was better to observe more since it was the first time.
Nan Ningxia felt that she was about to break through but couldn't, so she decided not to participate in the competition. She somehow felt that Fu Yu Mountain in Tianling City had the answer, so she decided to go there.
In addition, Murong Xiao is not dead yet, and he will definitely come when he knows that I am going to Fuyu Mountain.
Fan Wuzhi thought about it and agreed, but secretly spent a large sum of money to let Elder Liu go there with him.
"Xia Xia, I'll come to you when I finish the game." Jimo Bai looked at Nan Ningxia with eyes that were so gentle that they almost burst into tears.
The two people then parted ways after making an agreement. As expected, after Murong Xiao learned the news, he couldn't wait to recover and prepared to kill Nan Ningxia.
Elder Liu here finally had some free time and was speechless when he saw Fan Wuzhi's life-threatening message.
But when he saw the wine the other party promised, he immediately replied "OK."
The first round of the disciple competition was divided into different levels of cultivation, and then divided according to the Taoist methods of cultivation. Basically, sword cultivators faced sword cultivators, talisman cultivators faced talisman cultivators, and so on...
The next step is for the top thirty in each competition to be put together and draw lots for the competition.
Almost all the Xiaobais went to watch the game and cheer, and as expected, Fu Xiu Li Xiaoran came in first.
Alchemy practitioner Nangong Wen was unilaterally kicked out because he scared the elders, sect leaders, and powerful hermits who were evaluating him after he finished the first furnace assessment.
An eighth-grade alchemist at the age of twenty, this is something I have never heard of before. His cultivation is higher than that of some elders.
It was too shocking. Nangong Wentian felt bad. He had been holding back, but how come he was still at the eighth level after practicing? He couldn't figure out whether the highest level of alchemy was the twelfth level or not as recorded in the records. However, he vaguely felt that the record was wrong because he had not used his full strength.
[Young master, I have figured out one piece of information is true, that is, some of the recorded skills in this world of cultivation are wrong, and common sense is wrong, because just now I detected that your third senior brother questioned the way of heaven.
Most of the dense information in front of my eyes disappeared. ]
[Wait, if you do this, I know how to crack it.] Xiaobai's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he found Nanning Wentian.
"Brother, I find that your alchemy skills are not limited to just a few grades, right? Or rather, it depends on what grade you want it to be."
Xiaobai's words suddenly made Nangong Wentian understand something that was originally unclear in his mind.
"Oh, oh, little sister, I know what the problem is. Come with me." Nangong Wentian took Xiaobai to the alchemy room prepared by the alliance. It was composed of separate single rooms.
It is also protected by a soundproof formation and has runes to prevent it from being seen by spiritual consciousness.
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Chapter 115 Damn Restrictions, Lost
Chapter 115 Damn Restrictions, Lost
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Nangong Wentian began to refine the elixir in front of Xiaobai.
"Look, Junior Sister, if I add the same amount of spiritual power, it will be a second-grade furnace. Look at this furnace, it will be an eighth-grade furnace.
But if this is the case, look at what rank it is, it is not the twelfth rank, it is above her.
It's strange, right? They all say I'm a genius, but I don't think so.
I've been wondering if they're doing it the wrong way."
In order to verify his conjecture, Nangong Wentian opened three furnaces of elixir at the same time, and his technique became faster and faster.
Fortunately, others didn't know about this, otherwise they would really call him "the contemporary Dan King."
"Third Brother, what if this is not an assumption but is true? Just like you can practice both human and demon, just like the records are wrong, so you shouldn't deny yourself.
Similarly, you cannot interfere with others. Each family should have its own path, but your path, Third Brother, has long been different from theirs.
You don't rely on thunder tribulation, the power of the laws of heaven and earth, or the way of heaven. Haven't you discovered that?"
Nangong Wentian kept repeating Xiaobai's words, and then in an instant he felt that thousands of thoughts that had never appeared before flashed through his mind.
Xiaobai also saw that Nanning Wentian's original luck power disappeared.
[What happened? The young master's luck has disappeared, and so has the information.]
Xiaobai didn't answer, but Nanning Wentian's eyes suddenly became clear.
When I looked at Xiaobai, I finally got the answer, but I couldn't tell you that answer yet.
"I will explain to you about Senior Brother Tianshu III later. How about the information in front of you now?"
"My little master, there seems to be less than before. Although I don't know why, but now there is a small part of the information that can be seen that I can tell whether it is true or false."
"That's good." Xiaobai looked at the brightly lit Tianling City, wondering what he was thinking.
After arriving in Nanningxia, I followed the guidance in my heart and walked in. Then I started meditating and entered a state of ecstasy.
After Murong Xiao reshaped his body, he went straight to find Nan Ningxia. At this time, someone in the air tore open the space.
Then Murong Xiao, who was still waiting for an opportunity, was tied up and unable to move the next moment, looking at the person who came with horror in his eyes.
Who was he? What kind of cultivation could subdue me in an instant? I couldn't even use my spiritual power?
Too bad he won't get an answer.
"What are you looking at, rubbish! You have to waste my time." The person who came was none other than Elder Liu. No one would have doubted his identity if they had seen him tearing space with his bare hands.
Elder Liu looked steadily in the direction of Nan Ningxia, then pointed with his finger, and a ray of light entered the sea of consciousness of Nan Ningxia, who was feeling uneasy, and instantly stabilized him.
"The rest depends on your luck. No one can help you. If you can make it, you will be an immortal. What if you can't make it? Will you not make it? Nan Ningxia."
Disciples compete in sword training.
The final decisive battle is in full swing.
Xiaobai was surrounded by several senior brothers and sisters. The small figure looked up and looked at the high-spirited sixth senior brother Yan Jinjin in the field.
She promised to come and cheer for the junior brother.
Yan Jinjin wielded the long sword in his hand freely, the sword light was sharp, and he carried an indomitable momentum.
The opponent's strength was also impressive. The two men fought with their swords, and the collision of their qi made a loud noise.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yan Jinjin is better.
His knife is faster, more powerful, and more spiritual.
"Hahaha, slow down, you are a good opponent." Yan Jingjinge stabbed the opponent and laughed out loud.
The opponent, the one who claimed to be a casual cultivator, said, "Wait a minute," with a serious look in his eyes. He did not answer, but just clenched the knife in his hand.
"Unfortunately, that's it! I'll definitely take the top spot in sword cultivation. Just wait for me to treat me to some good wine from your old man." Yan Jinjin's momentum grew again, his body full of spiritual energy, ready to deliver a winning blow.
His eyes were full of confidence, and victory was already in his grasp.
Right at this moment.
A blinding purple-blue lightning tore through the void without any warning.
The lightning was silent and the people watching the game outside were unaware of it.
Only Xiaobai, whose sea of consciousness was different from that of ordinary people, "saw" the lightning clearly.
"Thunder from the sky?" Xiaobai was shocked.
The lightning had a clear target, pointing directly at Yan Jinjin who was about to swing his sword in the field.
The speed is extremely fast.
Xiaobai wanted to stop it and remind him, but the lightning seemed to ignore time and space.
As soon as the thought came to mind, lightning arrived.
"puff!"
The purple-green electric light instantly penetrated into Yan Jinjin's body.
He didn't even realize what was happening.
Xiaobai's pupils in the spectator seats suddenly shrank, and his little hands clenched subconsciously.
In the field, Yan Jinjin was about to swing the last knife when his momentum suddenly stagnated.
The spiritual power in his body was like a flood that broke through a dam, and it instantly became chaotic.
"Hmm?" Yan Jinjin groaned, and his face suddenly turned pale.
The power of the sword that was sure to win the battle was greatly reduced and it became weak and powerless.
The opponent was also stunned, but out of instinct, he blocked with his sword.
"clang."
There was a crisp sound of metal clashing.
Yan Jinjin's knife was easily blocked.
Not only that, the recoil force from the slow-moving knife caused Yan Jinjin, who was already full of energy and blood, to suffer further impact.
"Puff... How... is it possible." A mouthful of blood spurted out, Yan Jinjin staggered, and fell to one knee on the ground, leaning against the ground with the long sword in his hand, barely able to avoid falling down.
Lost?
How could I lose?
Yan Jinjin looked ahead blankly. What on earth had happened in that instant just now?
He felt as if his strength was being drained away by something.
Qie Wai Xing was also stunned.
He put away his knife and stood up, looking at Yan Jinjin who was kneeling on the ground. There was no joy of victory in his eyes, but instead he was filled with confusion and suspicion.
He knew that he should have lost.
He couldn't block the momentum of Yan Jinjin's final blow.
But somehow, I blocked it and won.
"Something's wrong." Chue Manxing frowned. He had a vague feeling that there seemed to be some kind of interference that did not belong to the two of them.
It's like... God doesn't want Yan Jinjin to win.
He looked at Yan Jinjin's pale face, which was completely bloodless and contained a dead look.
That was an extremely ominous look. My heart skipped a beat. Something was wrong.
Although he and Yan Jinjin had different statuses, they were good friends who talked swords with each other in private. They even made a bet that the loser would buy drinks.
This facial feature is not right. His friend should not look like this. He should have a face with good luck and a smooth life.
This is no longer a question of winning or losing.
"I must let the master tell my fortune. It is impossible for it to become like this inexplicably." Don't hesitate to make a decision. He is the young master of Xuanji Pavilion and he has some vision.
He quickly stepped forward and helped up the staggering Yan Jinjin.
"Brother Yan, how are you?"
Yan Jinjin raised her head, her lips trembling, but she couldn't speak, and her eyes were empty.
Wu Xiaoxing felt even more depressed and helped him towards the direction where Xiaobai and the others were.
"Junior Sister Xiaobai, your senior brother..."
Xiaobai's face tensed and she nodded, indicating that she understood.
Qie Moxing handed Yan Jinjin over to Li Xiaoran and Nangong Wentian who came after hearing the news. He looked at Yan Jinjin deeply and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan, wait for me. I will treat you to the wine I promised you when I come back."
After saying this, he turned around and left without even looking at the reward that symbolized first place.
He walked hurriedly, with a hint of fear that was difficult to conceal.
He was afraid that the dead face would come true, so he had to go back immediately to find out the truth.
Xiaobai looked at Qiemo Xing's departing back, then looked at his sixth senior brother who looked pale and weak, and clenched his little fists even tighter.
In the sea of consciousness, the voice of the heavenly book sounded rapidly.
[Young Master, that was a forbidden power just now, a power that is not allowed in this world.]
[Yan Jinjin's luck is collapsing, his physique and cultivation are rapidly declining. If no intervention is made, his spiritual power will continue to drain away, and he will probably become a useless person in the end.]
[Also, I just caught a glimpse of information. His identity seems to be related to the upper realm. This forbidden power may be related to his existence touching certain rules.]
The voice of the Heavenly Book was unprecedentedly solemn.
[Young Master, we can't wait any longer. You must complete more tasks and rescue these children of destiny, because Yan Jinjin is no longer allowed to exist in this world. Someone wants to wipe him out.]
[Their destiny is closely related to this world, and also to you.]
Only by gathering enough luck, opening the gate to heaven, and allowing this world to regain hope of ascension, can we fight against the thing behind everything. ]
Xiaobai looked up at the blue sky.
In the eyes of others, it is a bright and clear world.
But in her eyes, there seemed to be a pair of cold, ruthless, and malicious eyes peeking at her from behind the sky.
The so-called "Way of Heaven", the so-called "rules".
It is just a tool for certain existence.
"Something that's getting in the way..."
Xiaobai murmured in a low voice, his voice was childish, but it was filled with a cold murderous intent that did not match his age.
"False Heavenly Way..."
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