Just after noon, two disciples of the Hehuan Sect brought a few buckets of swill-like wild vegetable porridge, threw a few moldy steamed buns at them, and said "Eat" as if they were sending wild dogs away.
Her body has long been accustomed to fasting, and after just one glance, she closed her eyes to rest. Unexpectedly, someone walked up to her carrying a food box and brought out several plates of delicious food. The aroma was so fragrant that she couldn't help but open her eyes and see the disciple named Yu Niang squatting in front of her, looking at her with gloating.
"The Master was interrupted during his practice yesterday. He was in a bad mood and played to death."
She handed over chopsticks and said, "After finishing this meal, I will send you in."
It turned out to be a decapitation meal. No wonder it's a generous meal.
Yao Yue glanced at the food and pointed to Xiao Wu's position, "Give it to her. I'm not hungry."
"Don't worry, she also has a share." Yu Niang grinned.
"Didn't I just say that two people died? You two sisters have a deep love for each other, so let's go together."
After hearing this, Yao Yue’s expression remained unchanged. She closed her eyes again, looking calm and completely unafraid, which made Yu Niang feel angry and glare daggers at her. She spat at the meal.
"Stinky bitch! I will make it impossible for you to live or die immediately!"
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The light in the cave in the middle is the same as last night, but the person sitting on the bed has become a girl who is practicing with her eyes closed.
The Yin Yang technique he practiced is said to be inspired by the Six Desire Heavenly technique, which uses lust to increase one's power. Those who practice this skill absorb yang essence during the day and yin essence at night. Over time, they become this kind of monster that turns into a woman during the day and a man at night.
"Master, I have found two rare cauldrons to honor you." Yu Niang held them down and kneeled in front of the girl.
"One is in the Golden Elixir state, and the other has a pure yin body. See if you like it."
The girl's eyes are closed, and her voice is as hoarse and dry as an old woman's, "You have filial piety."
Then, she took a pill from the jade stand on the left side and stuffed it into the man's hand. "I'll reward you. Now, step back."
Yu Niang was overjoyed, and she immediately stuffed it into his mouth and left with great gratitude.
After a while, the Master exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the two women in front of him, one in black and one in red, both with graceful figures and fair complexions. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. The woman in black looked at him coldly with dagger-like eyes, but the woman in red kept her head lowered.
"Lift your head."
The woman in red didn't seem to hear anything. He frowned, stood up, and pinched her chin. The next second, he let go of his hand with a strange scream and took a few steps back.
"You... you... Are you a human or a ghost?"
He will never forget this face for the rest of his life! She had almost wiped out his sect. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hiding in the mountains to survive. But I clearly heard that Baili Yao Yue had successfully ascended three hundred years ago, so who is kneeling here now?
"You still remember me." The girl smiled and stood up straight.
"It's a pity that I couldn't eradicate you."
As soon as her words fell, the woman in black stood up from the ground, drew her sword, and aimed straight for his vital point! There was only a "dang" sound, and a blow hit his golden protective shield. Sparks suddenly flew out, and the sound of gold and iron echoed, making the stone walls echo endlessly. With one stroke of the sword, there was a crack on the golden shield. Within a few strokes, the golden shield was already covered with scars, and fragments flew into the air. And the Master of the Hehuan Sect finally came to his senses after being attacked.
The woman in black could only be in the Golden Elixir state at most. Otherwise, she would have been caught off guard and could have split her golden shield with one sword. Seeing that Baili Yaoyue was not taking any action, he couldn't help but feel suspicious. When he took a closer look and saw that there was no spiritual energy protection on her body, he was relieved and let out a breath.
"You don't have any spiritual energy at all, so you're making this little devil take my life?! Wait until I take care of this brat before I torture you!"
After saying that, a hole suddenly opened in the palm of his right hand, and a long, blood-red whip was pulled out of the crack. There are two skulls made of platinum hanging from the whip. At a sudden glance, they look like real white skeletons. The bright red whip makes it look even more ferocious and strange. As soon as the whip was swung, the two skulls flew with the wind of the whip, and their mouths suddenly opened and spit out a stream of obscene fragrance, blowing towards the two of them!
Xiao Wu quickly covered her mouth and nose, but the obscene fragrance invaded her body when it touched her skin. She had to seal the hole before the poison spread. So she held her breath and recalled what she had learned last night. Her sister's face suddenly flashed in her mind, and she roared, "Death!"
This blow was like a broken bamboo, drawing three phantoms, upper, middle, and lower, and he didn't know where to go for a moment. He used the bone whip to block it, but missed. The next moment, the sword light broke through his shield and pierced his heart. At the critical moment, his red silk rope came out from nowhere, twisted into a thick rope and wrapped around her sword, and then slammed it to the ground.
Xiao Wu held the sword, was caught off guard, and was thrown to the ground. Holding back the fierce force and not caring about her injuries, she stood up like a carp on the ground, jumped up again, and stabbed the Hehuan Master again like a madman, but with her ability, a single blow to her back was the limit. At this moment, the sword was like the end of a powerful crossbow, and it was easily resisted by the red silk entanglement. Then the bone whip brought her to the ground with a strong wind, and her back was beaten. Her skin was torn apart by the whipping, and she could no longer get up.
"Okay," Hehuan Master almost couldn't wait to move his eyes to her. His voice was as harsh and unpleasant as an owl's howl.
"Now it's your turn!"
Although his golden shield was completely broken, the woman in front of him was already not the Baili Yao Yue who left him unable to fight back. He didn't even need to move his fingers. The red silk tied her up, and she couldn't move.
But the girl looked calm and even showed a weird smile.
"Don't you think it's too quiet outside?"
Yes, it was indeed too quiet.
The fight between him and the woman in black made loud noises but no disciple came in to help.
He suddenly felt a creeping feeling in his heart. Someone made all his disciples lose their mobility in an instant!
But the barrier in front of the cave was laid by him himself, and it has more than one layer. The nearby immortal officials definitely don't have the ability to break in quietly, and they won't even come to this unruly land to find the Hehuan Sect. He regained some confidence, tightened the red silk, raised his short legs, and took a few steps forward. Gawking at her with revealing lewd eyes.
"You want to scare me when you are about to die? I will make you just stick your butt out for pleasure right away. My slutty slave!"
As he spoke, the red thread entangled her finger joints, releasing all living beings' joy while manipulating her hands to peel off her clothes.
Her body had long been soaked in the elixir, and the poison had little effect on her, but her fingers were connected to her heart, and her face twitched when the thread pierced her heart. Seeing that her eyes were still clear, the monster who was neither yin nor yang smiled.
"Okay, Baili Demon used to be very majestic. It would be better to be fucked while you are awake!"
But with this technique, he is a woman during the day. If he wants to become a man, he has to show his prototype. With a flash of white light, he transforms into an old man, as fat as a pig.
Anyone who cultivates immortality must pursue immortality. Cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage can gradually rejuvenate one's youth, but most people are already in their twilight years when they reach the Nascent Soul stage. It will take hundreds of years to stabilize their cultivation, and they must advance to another realm before they can stay young forever. This ancestor of Hehuan was obviously dissatisfied with his old and fat body, so he spent his mana to transform his body. However, he put the cart before the horse, which delayed his cultivation progress. He was still stuck in the Nascent Soul stage after so long.
Seeing that his hand was about to hit her chest, the light on the jade on the left side suddenly turned dark red, and a layer of netherworld air floated on the top of the cave at some point. It was like a lonely soul and a resentful spirit, and it was eerie to the bone. He just heard a "chi" sound, and something came through the air. The next second, he felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if thousands of sword lights were passing through him!
I saw that the Hehuan Master was cut with small cuts all over by the sword, like a clay figure that was about to break. He took a step back and completely collapsed, turning into neatly cut pieces!
She was not surprised by this bloody scene, and the old monster deserved his death. It was just that she was fixed there by the red silk, and she had no time to dodge. She was splashed by the blood splattering and turned into a bloody person, along with the red clothes on her body. She was very embarrassed.
"You did it on purpose!"
She felt a ray of ghostly energy early this morning, so she kept calm. She didn't expect that this man wanted her to suffer some pain, and he only showed up at the last moment.
The young man quietly walked out of the darkness and stood in front of her. The mysterious clothes and jade face are of two distinct colors. A lock of bangs hung down at the corner of his eyes, his sharp phoenix eyes half-covered, and his sword aura was colder than the snow crystals in the Yunluo Mountains. His face was obviously handsome enough to make the woman blush, but the corners of his brows and eyes were full of a casual and cold look that was used to killing people.
"Yes."
Yao Yue rolled her eyes at him angrily and reluctantly used a cleansing charm to clean up the blood on her skin. Seeing Xiao Wu still lying on the ground, she quickly went over to check. She had fallen into a coma, and the bone-deep wound on her back was lingering with poisonous gas and could not heal on its own.
"Come and save her!"
The man stood there and raised his sword eyebrows, "What does it have to do with me?"
"You!" Her voice was loud. She swallowed her anger as if she remembered something and walked back to pull him away. Holding his sleeve, she whispered, "Jiang Mi, she is my disciple, and she was injured because she was trying to help me. Please save her."
He lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him with a floating look in his eyes—unexplained emotions.
After three hundred years, he finally heard her calling his name again. She is no longer a cold body, but Baili Yao Yue who can breathe, speak, and be angry.
That deep gaze was solemn and firm, as if there was an invisible and overwhelming power. A numbing feeling that she didn't know how to describe flowed from her chest to her limbs, familiar and throbbing.
Finally, she took the initiative to hold his hand and pull him towards Xiao Wu. This time, the man did not refuse and followed her obediently. With a move of his long finger, a stream of spiritual energy was injected into Xiao Wu's body, and the wound healed quickly.
Before she could be happy, dense footsteps suddenly sounded outside the cave, and a large formation covered with runes suddenly lit up under her feet!
The leader was holding a folding fan of black bone and clay gold and was wearing a white mink fur coat. His face was like a crown of jade, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"The Demon Emperor is here, but I don't welcome you."
Jiang Mi looked at the man who looked like a noble prince. The corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up with a sneer.
"In this weather, shake up the fan, Xingyuan, aren't you cold?"
He looked at the woman, "Yao Yue, I have trapped him in the formation, come here quickly."
Hearing this, Jiang Mi held her hand and gave her a cold sideways glance, which seemed to be a silent warning.
It was definitely not her original intention to go with Xingyuan. The most important thing for her to do when she descends to earth this time is to transform someone into an ascension and offset her karma. The fallen demon cannot ascend, and returning to the demon realm is doomed to be a futile effort. Besides, she didn't want to live another life of being imprisoned in a devil's palace...
So she withdrew her hand and took a few steps back slowly.
"I'm sorry, I have important things to do."
Jiang Mi was stunned, and a look of despair and helplessness seemed to flash through his eyes, but his expression turned extremely cold after a moment. In an instant, his hair became white, his pupils faded into dark gold, and thousands of sword lights condensed into substance and flowed around him, revealing a majestic and dark murderous aura.
"In your heart, I am always the least important."
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