Chapter 65 Eat an egg to nourish your eyes

Kill to silence someone.

They dare not.

The sect disciples have tokens on them, so if someone dies, they cannot escape.

Ye Xingzhou glanced at the few people in the cabin who were playing finger-guessing games and drinking. "If you don't tell the truth, I'll tell them that you plan to keep the spirit stones for yourself."

“Dededede!”

Elder Wu reluctantly confessed, "You're right. We are just a few casual cultivators who sneaked in. It's only because there was a breach in the Tianji Secret Realm that we were able to sneak in."

"Besides us, there are many independent cultivators who have also sneaked in."

"We just wanted to get some red coral from the sea to exchange for money. We didn't kill anyone or cause any trouble. We just got the red coral and left. We really had no intention of robbing the ruins."

"You see, the roads we're taking are going in opposite directions."

Ye Xingzhou grasped the key information from the words.

"Which gap did you enter from? And how did you know about the ruins?"

The fact that there are ancient ruins in the Tianji Secret Realm is only known to the inner disciples.

Where did this news come from?

This time it was Elder Wu's turn to be confused. "Isn't this something the entire cultivation world knows?"

"There are at least hundreds of independent cultivators pouring in from the breach."

Ye Xingzhou took out a high-grade spirit stone and said, "Take me to the gap."

Elder Wu refused righteously, "I, Wu Lao Er, value loyalty the most in my life. How can a mere spirit stone buy me off?"

Ye Xingzhou added another spirit stone and said, "If you keep filling it up, I'll find someone else."

Wu Laoer grinned and took the spirit stone.

"Let's go."

Temporary brothers are not as important as the spirit stones in your pocket.

I will stand in your brother's side and stab him in the back when it comes to spiritual stones.

Although he did not practice seriously, Wu Laoer still reached the middle stage of Qi Refining.

He managed to fly up despite some bumps and bruises while controlling the small broken sword.

Ye Xingzhou followed behind with his spiritual energy.

The location of the spirit ship was not far from the shore, so after landing, the two of them walked.

After being exposed, Wu Laoer was completely relieved.

He picked up an old thorn and started picking his teeth.

"Fellow Daoist, which sect are you from?"

"Yantian Sect."

"Just because I know little about the sect doesn't mean you can fool me. Everyone in the Yantian Sect is a genius, and they don't have your style." Wu Lao Er was clever. "Tell me the truth about the sect, and I won't laugh at you."

To be honest, I still don't believe it.

Ye Xingzhou touched his afro and said, "Isn't this good?"

Wu Laoer glanced at him and chuckled, but his mockery was too obvious.

After laughing, he continued, "I heard that the Immortal Venerable of Yantian Sect has accepted another disciple. That disciple is very capable."

How could he be so famous?

Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, "What skill?"

"That disciple's name is Ye Xingzhou, the fourth disciple of Wujian Immortal Venerable. He relied on his good looks to get by like a fish in water, and he had numerous romantic affairs."

"He's been whispering to the elders, flirting with the chief disciple, and piling all sorts of talismans and treasures into the room like they're free."

"Then Elder Zuo spent a fortune to help Ye Xingzhou become a disciple of Wujian Immortal Venerable. If this isn't true love, then what is it?"

"Later, Ye Xingzhou, in order to repay Elder Zuo's kindness, had no choice but to marry him. I heard that he called for water seven times that night."

?

When did he pledge himself to me?

How could he not know?

Ye Xingzhou frowned as he heard this. "Where did you hear that?"

Wu Laoer stealthily took out a book from his pocket that made people's eyes turn yellow.

Ye Xingzhou just reached out to take it but was dodged.

“This is out of print.”

Wu Laoer turned a few pages from a distance and showed them to Ye Xingzhou like a treasure.

This time, there are not only stories, but also illustrations.

The painting is so beautiful and so lustful that it would not pass the review if it were written down.

Ye Xingzhou closed his eyes and his breathing became heavier.

By the time he returns, Zhao Feng will be dead.

Wu Laoer felt that Ye Xingzhou's reaction was shy.

He flipped through another book and said, "This new one is not bad either. The protagonist is called Zhao Feng. He's just not picky about food, and his taste is a bit strong."

"From toothless old men to beggars with bruised faces, this succubus Zhao Feng is really not picky about food."

"Would you like to read it? I can lend you this."

Ye Xingzhou took it and glanced at it casually.

Lu Sanren is really good at writing, he always writes such heavy-flavored works.

Ye Xingzhou returned the book, and Wu Laoer clicked his tongue twice.

"Speaking of which, if these two top-notch people from Yantian Sect were to be released into Hehuan Sect, they wouldn't be able to quickly become ancestors."

Ye Xingzhou chuckled.

If he really had that ability, he would have deceived the whole world and killed the man in black robe.

One man and one sword, the black-robed man was reduced to ashes.

"Fellow Daoist, we've been chatting for so long, but I still don't know your name."

Ye Xingzhou stared at Wu Laoer and uttered three words.

"Ye Xingzhou."

"Oh, we have the same name."

"Is it possible that I am myself?"

When Wu Lao Er heard this, he held his stomach and laughed, "Hahaha, stop being so funny."

"Is it funny?" Ye Xingzhou gave him a murderous look.

Wu Lao Er pinched his lips and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Wu Lao Er then let go and said, "There must be urine even if there is no mirror, right?"

"Ye Xingzhou is so elegant and broken, but look at you, with your afro, birds are nesting on your head. Apart from the face, you don't look like the person in the painting at all."

Is this a compliment or an insult?

Should he thank Zhao Feng for setting up a filter for him?

Ye Xingzhou was about to feel guilty after hearing this.

"So do you believe he can play with shit?"

"Even if you play, he can't play."

Is this what is called a filter halo?

Ye Xingzhou didn't know what to do for a moment.

Wu Lao Er continued, "I have another purpose for entering the secret realm this time. I want to see the immortal figure in the painting with my own eyes."

After saying that, he chuckled twice.

Ye Xingzhou reached into his hair and pulled out a newly laid bird egg and handed it to Wu Laoer.

"Eat an egg to heal your eyes."

"No, keep it for yourself."

Ye Xingzhou put the bird egg into his warm hair again.

Wu Laoer took a quick glance and saw Ye Xingzhou making a bird's nest to incubate eggs.

He took a deep breath.

To be honest, he couldn't bear to see Ye Xingzhou doing a series of inappropriate things with a face similar to the person in the painting.

This made him feel like his idol had collapsed.

"How could you have such a beautiful face and yet have the heart to ruin it?"

Ye Xingzhou asked in return, "How can this be called a waste? What direct connection does what I like to do have with my appearance?"

Wu Laoer was choked by what Ye Xingzhou said.

This was indeed an overstep on his part.

People can do whatever they like, why is he just singing and dancing?

Ye Xingzhou is not a puppet and he doesn't have to live according to the way he sets.

Wu Laoer shifted his gaze and focused on leading the way.

The route led by Wu Laoer was quite hidden, and they didn't meet anyone along the way.

This time of silence made the surrounding sounds infinitely amplified.

Suddenly, there was the sound of swords clashing from the left, followed by the sound of flesh being pierced.

"Junior brother, hurry up and leave. I'll clean up the mess!"

"Notify all sects that a demon cultivator has infiltrated!"

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