As he finished speaking, Xie Shuci's voice grew weaker and weaker. He lowered his head, not daring to look at Xie An anymore.

Upon hearing this, Liu Dazhuang was about to scoff when Sikong Xin kicked him and gestured for him to shut up.

Seeing this, Liu Dazhuang smacked his lips awkwardly and said nothing more.

Xie An leaned against the stone platform, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his cheeks, his face devoid of emotion.

Out of the corner of Xie Shuci's eye, he picked up the king and slowly walked towards him, silently taking Xie Shuci's hand that was hanging by his side, then sat down on the stone platform and gave a faint "hmm".

In that instant, Xie Shuci's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. His arm, which Xie An was holding, was stiff as wood, and half of his body went numb. He dared not move.

"Zixi, lead us inside," Sikong Xin said, withdrawing his gaze.

“Yes,” Zi Xi replied.

A strand of purple energy extended from Zixi and connected to Xu Yi's brow in the ice coffin. Suddenly, his pupils turned gold, and everyone felt their bodies sway, as if their consciousness was being dragged away from their bodies.

This unfamiliar feeling, as if her body had lost its weight and she was out of control, made Xie Shuci involuntarily tighten her fingers and grasp Xie An's hand, drawing a sense of security from it.

But the next moment, Xie Shuci felt as if he had been thrown into a wooden bucket full of water. A stick was stirring the water in the bucket, making it turn upside down. Xie Shuci was dizzy and had no idea what was happening. The hand that was originally tightly clenched in his palm also loosened without him realizing it.

Xie An?

Little blind man?

Xie Shuci called his name in her mind in a panic, but no sound came out.

The dizziness in his head made his stomach churn. When he finally felt his legs touch solid ground, they gave way and he squatted down, clutching his stomach and retching violently.

What the hell is this? It feels like I was thrown into a washing machine and tossed around hundreds of times.

"Are you alright?" Sikong Xin walked over to Xie Shuci and patted him on the back.

Xie Shuci's face was pale, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. He could only wave his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Is this the Sea of ​​Consciousness?" After landing, Master Xu's expression was no better than Xie Shuci's. He clutched his chest and looked ahead in surprise.

Sikong Xin and Liu Dazhuang acted as if nothing had happened, while Zixi, having exhausted too much energy, transformed into a small snake and slept soundly in Sikong Xin's sleeve.

Xie Shuci vomited for a long time before finally coming to his senses. He found himself standing on a grassy field. The ground beneath his feet was incredibly realistic, and the veins on the grass blades and the dewdrops hanging from the edges of the leaves all seemed lifelike.

"Really?" Xie Shuci muttered, pulling up a small grass in front of him by the roots. The grass roots were covered with fine soil. He brought it to his nose and sniffed it, and it really did have the fragrance of soil and green grass.

Sikong Xin explained, "The sea of ​​consciousness is like a secret realm, where everything is constructed by cultivators using spiritual power."

Xie Shuci buried the grass in the soil, patted the dirt off his palm, and thought to himself that this was just too real.

He stood up, followed the gaze of the crowd, and immediately opened his mouth in surprise, "This is... Huaizhou?"

Not far ahead of them stood a massive city wall.

The stone bricks on the city wall are weathered and worn, with almost every brick having peeling plaster on it. Above the city wall, two large, flamboyant characters are written in red cinnabar: Huaizhou.

Xie Shuci remembered that they had not seen this city wall when they entered Huaizhou.

Master Xu sighed, "This might be Huaizhou from several hundred years ago."

Xie Shuci was stunned upon hearing this, "Xu Yi... the Great Ancestor, he constructed a Huaizhou from hundreds of years ago in his own sea of ​​consciousness? He..."

"Perhaps it's related to his inner demons. Let's go in and take a look," Sikong Xin said.

The four entered the city gate and soon saw the town where Xie Shuci was in reality.

Most of the houses in the city were built on water, and waterways far outnumbered land routes. Boatmen stood on the riverbanks calling out, charging a few coins to ferry people across. Many boats glided slowly along the waterways. Vendors sold carpets and other goods on the banks, and women dressed in front of mirrors in their lofts. Except for the clothing and houses, everything seemed to be in harmony with nature.

There is no difference in reality.

"Master once said that the Grand Ancestor cultivated at home year-round and never went out. Let's go directly to the Xu family," said Sect Leader Xu.

The group nodded and found a boatman to take them across the river.

Xie Shuci sat at the bow of the boat, looking around curiously. The things in his mind's eye were so real, no different from the scenes he saw in reality.

"call out--"

Xie Shuci was looking around when a purse unexpectedly bumped into him.

He was taken aback, then looked up at the pavilion on the shore, where a woman was smiling sweetly at him.

"No?" Xie Shuci said blankly. He thought these people were like NPCs in a game. How could they have their own thoughts?

Sikong Xin leaned lazily against the boat, fiddling with a purse in his hand, and chuckled, "Although they are not living people, their habits and lifestyles are not much different from those of the living. Xie Shuci, if you are willing to stay here, get married and have children, it will be no different from life in reality."

Xie Shuci asked in surprise, "Really?"

“It’s true. We are just a wisp of consciousness, no different from these people. Moreover, given Xu Taizu’s current mental state, our consciousness can easily influence his sea of ​​consciousness.”

"What do you mean?" Xie Shuci asked, puzzled.

"Although our consciousness entered his sea of ​​consciousness, it was different from the secret realm. It was more like we and Xu Taizu had the same dream. Moreover, his body is now on the verge of collapse and he has almost lost control of the dream. Without affecting the overall direction, our consciousness can also have an impact here."

Xie Shuci only vaguely understood, "For example?"

Liu Dazhuang seemed to understand but not quite.

Sikong Xin raised his chin and said to Liu Dazhuang, "Aren't you so confident? Imagine that the woman over there is in love with you."

Liu Dazhuang looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a slender woman. He curled his lip in disgust, thinking how wonderful it would be if a woman who perfectly suited his taste appeared at this moment.

The moment the thought popped into his head, a sturdy woman walked by on the shore. Liu Dazhuang's eyes lit up immediately. The woman was big and strong, about twice the size of Xie Shuci, and she even turned around and gave Liu Dazhuang a flirtatious wink.

When the woman turned her head, she had small eyes, a broad forehead, two small mustaches under her nose, and a lot of body hair.

Just one glance from her and Xie Shuci would have nightmares for several nights in a row.

He shivered and asked Liu Dazhuang, "Is this your ideal type?"

Liu Dazhuang didn't have time to answer Xie Shuci; instead, he gave the woman a flirtatious wink.

Sikong Xin glanced at it once and then looked away, as if looking at it any longer would taint his eyes.

Master Xu chuckled dryly, "Brother Liu is indeed different from ordinary people."

Xie Shuci, however, gained inspiration from this incident: if his consciousness could have a negligible impact on this place, then…

Xie Shuci's cheeks flushed as she lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.

No... you can't let your mind wander at this time...

But this is a rare opportunity...

A figure flashed through Xie Shuci's mind. He immediately shook his head, trying to shake off the figure. Just as he was having an internal struggle, the cabin door opened, and a snow-white figure slowly walked out.

Xie Shuci's heart skipped a beat. When he saw the person's face again, he immediately covered his eyes and buried his head in his chest, feeling utterly ashamed.

Xie Shuci, are you out of your mind?!

The others were also stunned when they saw the boy emerge from the cabin.

"This is..." Master Xu said in surprise.

"My goodness!" Liu Dazhuang strode over to the boy's side, circled him, and examined him closely. Even the bell and peach blossoms hanging from his waist were exactly the same.

"Brother Xie, you're amazing! You're practically a carbon copy of your brother."

After saying that, he reached out to fiddle with the bell at the boy's waist, but the boy dodged to the side.

Sikong Xin looked at the suddenly appearing boy with suspicion, wondering if this thing was real or fake.

The boy

Ignoring everyone's gaze, he calmly walked to Xie Shuci, who was like an ostrich.

Xie Shuci was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to look at the people around him. He pointed to the side and asked Sikong Xin, "How do I make this thing disappear?"

In general, their influence is very weak, and they will disappear within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

But Sikong Xin was as shrewd as a fox. His gaze lingered on the boy for a moment, scrutinizing him, just in case. He said to Xie Shuci, "If you want him to disappear, he will disappear."

Xie Shuci choked up, "What if I don't want him to disappear?"

"Then he'll just stay there. My goodness, your brother never gives anyone a nice look. Since it's all fake now anyway, why don't you get him to smile at us and dance or something?"

Upon hearing this, the boy raised his head, his eyes gleaming with cold light.

The moment Xie Shuci looked over, he lowered his head again.

Xie Shuci looked at the boy's quiet expression and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"Thank you for your letter."

No problem, it's something you imagined, so of course you'll remember who it is.

Xie Shuci covered his face, on the verge of tears, realizing that he couldn't erase the little blind boy from his mind at all.

"Then you stay close to me and don't run around, understand?"

Although it was just something he imagined, Xie Shuci couldn't help but treat him as Xie An himself in his heart.

As the boat glided slowly across the river, Xie Shuci felt a deep sense of guilt. He sat on the bow of the boat, hugging his knees and burying his head in them, deeply reflecting on his increasingly excessive behavior and thoughts recently.

No, this can't go on!

If this continues, he'll inevitably crash and burn sooner or later.

"Soup, leisure, and laughter!"

Suddenly, a man's angry roar came from the shore.

The four people on the boat were startled at the same time, and they all stood up and looked toward the source of the sound.

Suddenly, a woman in yellow swept through the air from the pavilion on the shore, holding a pair of white underpants in her hand. Her carefree laughter rang out instantly, and finally, the woman landed on the cabin of the boat where Xie Shuci and the others were.

As the woman fell, the boat rocked violently, and Xie Shuci instinctively grabbed the arm of the person next to him.

Having just recovered from his ordeal in the washing machine, Xie Shuci was suddenly jolted awake again, and he felt the churning in his stomach returning.

"Is something the matter?" the little blind man asked.

Xie Shuci shook his head. "It's nothing."

"Give it back to me!" The man leaned half his body out of the window, glaring fiercely at the woman in the cabin.

His exposed body was half naked, revealing a strong chest. Several women passing by on the shore screamed shyly upon seeing him. Xie Shuci glanced over and his heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to cover his eyes, a hand reached out even faster and blocked his view.

With darkness before him and the familiar scent of her sleeve wafting to his nose, Xie Shuci's heart skipped a beat.

Damn! This guy is a figment of my imagination, so of course I can make him do whatever I want!

Meanwhile, the woman in the cabin lifted her trousers, raised one knee, and smiled arrogantly, "Why should I return it to you? You took my purse and dared not come to propose marriage? Let's see how this lady deals with you!"

The man quickly put on some clothes, his handsome face as red as a monkey's bottom. "You! Which young man in the city hasn't received a purse from you? Are you saying we all have to go to the Tang family to propose marriage? What kind of logic is that!"

To everyone's surprise, the woman turned the tables and said, "Don't be ungrateful. I am a female disciple of the Tang family. Is it wrong for you to come to my Tang family to propose marriage?"

The woman was dressed in yellow, her posture nonchalant and her gaze indifferent. However, she was very beautiful, the kind of woman who looked like a respectable lady. The lively and unrestrained expression on her face did not make her seem frivolous, but rather full of youthful spirit.

"Is she Tang Xianxiao?" Liu Dazhuang asked, frowning.

Sikong Xin nodded, "She probably hasn't changed her path yet; she's still cultivating the Path of Freedom."

"Besides, this purse took my junior sister a lot of effort to embroider, you can't just take it for free." Tang Xianxiao's words were utterly unreasonable, even the purse she was giving away was made by someone else, the man almost fainted from anger.

Tang Xian chuckled, lifting the snow-white trousers halfway up his fingertips. "Tsk, young master, this size isn't quite right."

"Tang Xianxiao! I'll fight you to the death!" The man was furious and jumped into the water from the window, still wrapped in his coat. But he was obviously an ordinary person and didn't seem to know how to swim. He gulped down a few mouthfuls of water and gradually sank down.

Upon seeing this, Tang Xianxiao laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight, but not wanting to cause any death, he leaped up, grabbed the man's struggling hand, pulled him out of the water, and threw him onto Xie Shuci and the others' boat.

"Cough...cough!"

The man was soaked to the bone, his clothes clinging to his skin, his extremely thin frame barely visible.

Tang Xian chuckled lewdly. He tossed his pants at the man, his smile fading. "Boring."

The man had just fallen into the water; his fists were clenched tightly, and his face alternated between pale and flushed.

Tang Xianxiao lost interest and looked back, where he saw Xie Shuci and the others.

Suddenly, a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

Because her first impression on Xie Shuci in the mountains was not friendly, Xie Shuci subconsciously shrank back when he met her gaze.

"Sir..."

Just as Tang Xianxiao was about to walk towards the group, a whisk suddenly flew from the rooftop on the shore. Its long whisk, made of some kind of animal hair, firmly tied to her ankle and instantly dragged her backward.

"Who?" Tang Xian laughed and shouted angrily. She was dragged to the water's surface by the whisk. She lightly touched the ground with her toes, spun around in mid-air, broke free from the long beard on her body, and landed on the eaves of a nearby house.

After regaining her footing, she looked solemnly at the opposite bank.

Xie Shuci also looked over and saw a gray-robed Taoist priest holding a whisk suddenly appear on the roof.

"Great Ancestor!" Headmaster Xu exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this.

Xie Shuci also opened his eyes wide in shock. The Taoist priest who suddenly appeared was none other than Xu Yi!

His appearance was exactly the same as Xie Shuci's when he saw him in the ice coffin. His eyes were like those of a hawk, looking at Tang Xianxiao on the opposite bank without any emotion.

Tang Xianxiao realized that he was no ordinary person, and put away his usual playful mood, asking in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"This humble Taoist priest is Xu Yi." The Taoist priest's face was neither sad nor happy. His gaze swept over the scantily clad man on the deck, and he said, "Young lady, everyone has a sense of shame. It is not right to force someone to do something against their will."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xianxiao chuckled and said, "Is the Taoist priest here to stand up for him today? I see that you are handsome and refined. Why don't you come to my Tang family to propose marriage on his behalf?"

"Girl, don't be so stubborn."

Tang Xianxiao hated being lectured. "So what if I'm stubborn and refuse to listen?"

"Then I must offend you."

After saying that, Xu Yi took off with his whisk in hand. The whisk suddenly struck out in mid-air, shattering the tile where Tang Xianxiao was standing. Tang Xianxiao retreated to avoid it and stopped fighting. The two quickly became entangled in combat.

"This Tang Xianxiao is just like a lecherous scoundrel," Liu Dazhuang said, looking at the disheveled man on the boat.

The boatman glared at the man on the ground and explained, "Gentlemen, please don't misunderstand. Although Miss Tang is a bit playful and often gets into trouble, she's not a bad person at heart. This man, relying on his good looks, is fickle and promiscuous, causing great suffering to several young ladies. One of them almost committed suicide, but Miss Tang saved her in the end."

Hearing the boatman's words, Xie Shuci looked at the man with disdain. He despised men who toyed with other people's feelings more than anything else.

"Let's find a place to throw him down," Xie Shuci said with disgust.

The boatman nodded, rowed the boat to the shore, and Liu Dazhuang grabbed the man's arm and threw him onto the bank.

At this moment, Sikong Xin spoke up: "Boatman, follow them."

"Alright." The boatman rowed the boat in the direction Tang Xianxiao and the other person had left, and said, "Don't underestimate Miss Tang just because she's young. Her skills are better than most Taoist practitioners. That Taoist priest is probably no match for her."

No sooner had the boatman finished speaking than Tang Xianxiao swept across the rooftop, only to be suddenly pulled down by a whisk, his body crashing violently into the cabin.

Xie Shuci was terrified. He thought to himself, "How can that stinky Taoist priest Xu Yi not know anything about chivalry? How could Sister Xianxiao fall for him?"

"That damned Taoist priest! He's infuriating!"

Tang Xianxiao stood up from the ruins, glaring angrily at Xu Yi on the shore, whose lips were tightly pressed together.

Xu Yi, however, remained calm and composed, placing the whisk back in his arm with a peaceful gaze. "If you can promise me that you will no longer act arrogantly or force others to do things against your will, I will let you go."

"Pah!" Tang Xianxiao laughed, her mind at ease. She was used to being carefree and unrestrained, and her master and elders at home had always spoiled her. When had she ever been humiliated like this? Seeing that damned Taoist priest acting like he was doing justice for heaven, she was immediately filled with rage. "Do you think you're worthy to point fingers at me?"

Xu Yi's gaze turned cold. "Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

The two started fighting again after a disagreement.

Upon seeing this, Master Xu sighed and said, "Our ancestor was devoted to the Dao and had a stubborn and rigid personality. I'm afraid that today's events planted a seed of prejudice against Miss Tang in his heart."

As Master Xu finished speaking, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The deck beneath their feet turned into wet grass, and the pavilions on both sides were replaced by trees and the sky. In the blink of an eye, everything before their eyes had completely changed.

Xie Shuci looked down and found that his clothes had also changed, now he was wearing a light yellow disciple's robe. When he looked at Sikong Xin and the others, their clothes were exactly the same as his.

"How could this be?" Xie Shuci asked in confusion.

Sikong Xin pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it was Xu Yi's subconscious that brought us here."

Xie Shuci seemed to understand, but this place was originally Xu Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, so he could change it however he wanted.

At this moment, Xie Shuci remembered something and suddenly looked to the side. To his surprise, he found that the little blind man had not disappeared. He was still standing right next to him, and was even wearing a yellow disciple's robe.

Depend on!

Xie Shuci almost couldn't help but curse out loud. He was always thinking about him, so of course he wouldn't disappear.

Xie An looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Xie Shuci quickly replied, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

No, that's not right.

The blind man is just an NPC now, so just ignore him and you'll probably forget about him eventually.

Thinking of this, Xie Shuci decided to ignore him completely.

Xie Shuci looked around and found that they were in a fairy mountain, with a grand hall not far away.

“This is Little Immortal Mountain,” Sikong Xin said.

At the same time, Tang Xianxiao stormed up the mountain.

She looked as if she had been fighting with someone; her face was covered in filth, and her clothes were torn in several places, making her look rather disheveled.

"Xianxiao, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Shuci suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice coming from his own mouth. He was startled and felt his body was somewhat out of control. He walked towards Tang Xianxiao.

Sikong Xin and the others did the same, gathering around Tang Xianxiao.

"Senior brother, I've been bullied!" Tang Xianxiao immediately pouted and complained as soon as he saw the group.

Sikong Xin sneered, "Tang Xianxiao, it's fine if you don't bully others, but how could anyone bully you?"

"That's right, Xianxiao, you sneaked down the mountain today. If the patriarch finds out, he'll punish you by making you copy scriptures again."

Tang Xianxiao wiped his face with a smile. "I really was bullied, and by a damned Taoist priest! If I ever meet him again, I'll kill him, rape him, and then grind his bones to dust."

Xie An stepped forward and flicked her forehead with his thumb, scolding, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Senior Brother..." Tang Xian chuckled, covering his forehead, and glanced at Xie An with barely suppressed anger, "He bullied me."

Xie An said, "You must have caused trouble first."

"I didn't! I was, I was... I was fighting evil and upholding justice when he suddenly jumped out and demanded that I swear to him that I would never do anything wrong again. I clearly didn't!"

Xie An again

Question: "What was the Taoist priest dressed like?"

Tang Xianxiao thought for a moment and said, "Wearing a robe for mourning the dead, and holding a white whisk, it hurts a lot when you hit someone!"

Xie Shuci watched the man, who was dressed as "Xie An," talking and laughing with Tang Xianxiao. He felt inexplicably uncomfortable, since the little blind man usually didn't talk much and mostly only spoke to him.

You're not feeling well, my foot!

It's now obvious that their consciousness has been attached to the Tang family disciple. Besides, the current "Xie An" is just something he imagined. Why is he so unhappy here? It's inexplicable.

Xie Shuci's imagined "Xie An" paused, his expression immediately becoming much more serious. He asked, "Was that Taoist priest wearing a gray robe, a black crown, and with three startled birds engraved on his whisk?"

Tang Xianxiao was taken aback, then nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Brother, do you know him? Who is he? What's his name? I must go and get justice tomorrow!"

The senior student glared at her and said, "Have you been paying attention in class lately?"

Tang Xianxiao chuckled dryly, "You...you don't know me? I'm already being nice by not causing trouble in class..."

The eldest disciple said, "That Taoist priest is Xu Yi, the head of the Xu family. He was entrusted by the family head to teach the disciples. You have offended him today, and I'm afraid..."

Tang Xianxiao's expression changed upon hearing this. "He...he's a teacher?"

The eldest disciple nodded. "Yes, he promised the patriarch that he would stay in the sect for three months."

Tang Xian smiled wryly, "He's a teacher? I hate teachers more than anything in my life!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a Taoist priest in a gray robe came up the steps from the foot of the mountain.

Looking up, she met Tang Xianxiao's gaze.

Tang Xianxiao was terrified and hurriedly said:

"Senior Brother, please tell the family head that I'm leaving home for three months, and I'll be back in three months!"

Xie Shuci, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh.

However, she had only run a few steps when a whisk fell from the sky, tied to her ankle, and hung her upside down in mid-air.

"Ah!" Tang Xianxiao shouted, "Hey Xu, if you've got the guts, put me down!"