She changed into her second form.

As Yan Zhu was being pulled away by him, she felt uneasy: "What if he doesn't want to be friends?"

Unexpectedly, Qingxuan smiled and said quietly, "Who just said that friendship should be based on sincerity? How come our Pure Turbid God only talks about it?"

Yan Zhu was stunned. Provoking someone?

But it happens to be useful to Yanzhu.

"Wait, I'll go and ask your name."

After saying that, Yan Zhu broke free from the man's wrist and strode downstairs.

Qingxuan followed leisurely behind, keeping a distance neither too far nor too close.

Facts have proved that Yanzhu's heart was full of attempts to start a conversation, but as he got closer and closer to the sound of the piano, he felt even less confident.

Yanzhu sighed in her heart. She couldn’t do it, but her second form could.

So she clasped her hands together, made a hand gesture, and smoothly entered the second form. When she looked up again, the woman's eyes were as bright as lacquer, her expression was natural, and she walked straight to the backstage of the white gauze backdrop.

Yan Zhu glanced sideways, and the storyteller took advantage of the opportunity when he was stunned.

"Hey! You can't go in there—"

After the figure disappeared, the storyteller came to his senses and tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Yanzhu has already sneaked in.

The storyteller stroked his beard and muttered to himself, "I've been telling stories for most of my life, and I've seen all sorts of gods, demons, and monsters on paper. This person must be extraordinary, extraordinary... Did I really see him?"

No one in the human world has ascended in hundreds of years, and those gods who have ascended rarely come to the human world...

The old man shook his head and turned around to see a man with a fairy-like figure. His expression was like a lone moon on the top of a mountain. He was strolling leisurely in the noisy environment, his steps neither fast nor slow, as if he was following the woman.

The storyteller was about to step forward when he was stunned by Qingxuan's indifferent gaze and was unable to recover for a long time.

As for Qingxuan, after he withdrew his gaze from the storyteller, he turned around and waved his big hand in his sleeve. A talisman with a light invisible to ordinary people was thrown into the storyteller's mind, the amnesia spell.

Then Qingxuan turned a corner and disappeared from the storyteller's sight.

His eyes never left the beautiful figure in the distance, his expression obscure.

After confessing the matter of the prophecy stone, Yanzhu in her second form became cold and distant towards him. For example, her previous flirting behaviors such as holding hands and hugging disappeared, and her attitude changed drastically...

——

In the tent behind the white gauze curtain, a handsome man in blue and a cute and lovely woman in purple took turns playing the piano while chatting and laughing.

The purple-robed woman sighed, "How boring! Exorcising evil and evil spirits every day. When will it ever end?"

"Of course I'm waiting for the right person."

The man in blue asked, "Do you know the two people upstairs?"

The purple-clothed woman looked puzzled. "Who? My cultivation isn't high enough to sense the appearance of the two people outside."

The man in green wiped the body of the zither and said without looking up, "Go and take a look."

The purple-robed woman refused: "Who am I? You order me around?"

Suddenly, the man in green's expression turned cold. He pressed his palm against the body of the zither, gathering strength with his fingertips. "Here it comes."

The woman in purple held her breath, gathered her spirit in her palms and waited for a counterattack, but unexpectedly, a familiar voice came from through several layers of white gauze the next second.

"I am Yanzhu. The sound of the zither lingers in my heart and ears. I seem to have gained some enlightenment from this heavenly sound. I wonder if I would be honored to meet you two?"

——

The moment she opened her mouth, Yan Zhu couldn't help but sigh that some things could not be taken the first step due to childhood cowardice, but one's later circumstances could change a person's unfortunate childhood.

The saying "keep moving forward and never forget your original intention" is roughly like this.

Although the second form is a stress form that purifies the foul air generated, at certain moments, she is able to accomplish things that the first form cannot do.

For example, she flirted with Qingxuan at first because of her beauty, but later when she found out that the man had concealed his cultivation level, she acted with him and touched him freely without any psychological burden.

She admitted that she was a little moved, but not much.

Now, regarding the matter of the prophecy stone, she was too lazy to act anymore and directly put forward the conditions. After drawing the line, she no longer had any illusions.

As she finished speaking, she heard footsteps inside the tent, and then the white veil was lifted, revealing a familiar face.

"Your Highness?"

"Sister Yanzhu!"

Two surprised voices sounded at the same time.

Zhu Ru came forward and hugged Yan Zhu's arm excitedly, saying affectionately, "Sister, why are you in the human world so late?"

Qin Yuan looked up, then politely retracted his gaze. After a brief glance, he saw that the person had a beautiful appearance, a cold temperament like a god, and was frivolous and unruly like a devil. It was a very divided and unified thing.

Yan Zhu secretly made a hand gesture with one hand, but found that the second form still could not be easily switched back to the first form, so he could only smile helplessly.

"I'm hungry, come and eat something."

Zhu Ru patted her head and said, "I just remembered that Sister hasn't formed the Dan yet and is not practicing fasting. What would you like to eat? I'll treat you."

Yanzhu quickly stopped Zhuru from leaving and said, "I've finished eating. Thank you, Your Highness."

"All right then."

Zhu Ru curled her lips and said, "By the way, sister, don't be polite. We hit it off right away. How about you call me A'ru like my brother does in the future?"

"Aru." Yan Zhu narrowed her eyes and politely stated her intention again, "Just now, the demonic energy surged, but the two of you, with your mesmerizing piano music, managed to dispel it easily."

"My brother asked me to become a medicine cultivator, but I really don't like refining medicine every day. But I like the piano. Sister, does it sound good?"

Zhu Ru then pulled Yan Zhu to sit on a low couch beside her. "As for the sound of the zither, it's nothing special, just mixed with some dark energy. Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced it to you yet."

"His name is Qin Yuan. He's my brother's good friend, King Qin Guang, the leader of the Ten Hells of Hell in the Underworld."

Zhu Ru introduced the man in green to Yan Zhu, then turned and said, "Qin Yuan, I told you about this. Sister Yan Zhu can purify the turbid air."

Qin Yuan nodded: "Miss Yan."

Yan Zhu politely responded, "Young Master Qin."

"Yanzhu."

As soon as he finished speaking, a male voice came from behind the white gauze, clean and clear.

Except for Yan Zhu, everyone present looked outside.

Zhu Ru was surprised: "Lord Qingxuan? Why are you here?"

Qingxuan had his usual faint smile on his face: "Of course I'm here to see your sister Yanzhu."

“…”

Although Yanzhu's expression did not change, her heart trembled secretly. Zhuru's word "sister" sounded sweet and cute, but after coming out of Qingxuan's mouth, the meaning changed completely and it became more ambiguous.

What does this bastard want to do?

Start acting again?

Zhu Ru continued to explain to Yan Zhu, "The three races in the human world had lived in peace for hundreds of years, but recently something has happened to the demon race's spiritual spring, and their demonic powers have been running wild.

The Sifang Building remains open at night. Qin Yuan and I were invited here to use our dark energy to dissolve the invisible and rampaging demonic energy at midnight every day to maintain balance.

Qin Yuan added, "The demonic power that's been running rampant lately is unusual. It seems to be human intervention, mixed with evil and evil energy that defies heaven. The responsibility of the underworld is to calm souls, exorcise evil, and cleanse evil, and reincarnate."

Zhu Ru leaned against Yan Zhu's shoulder and said, "Yes, the leaders of the three tribes had no choice but to burn incense and pray to the underworld to seek help. So, my brother sent the two of us here."

Yan Zhu: "I see."

"When did you come to pray?" Yan Zhu asked.

Zhu Ru straightened up and thought for a moment, "About half a year ago, the number of wandering ghosts in the ghost world increased dramatically, and my brother had no choice but to go to the Netherworld to share the pressure from the ghost world."

Hearing this, Yanzhu looked at Qingxuan, who found a chair and sat down. She looked into the man's eyes, which were as calm as a clear pond, but she still noticed a flash of light in them.

Yan Zhu said to Qing Xuan, "Rong Shang also said the same thing in the Netherworld before. Could this also be behind the scenes?"

Qingxuan smiled and met the woman's inquiring gaze: "Perhaps the hand behind the scenes fanning the flames, while controlling the symbiosis of the Hundred Flowers Spirit Spring, has already taken root in the human world, the demon world, and the underworld for many years, and has far-reaching plans.

I think it’s better not to separate in the near future, and I won’t move out.”

"?" Yan Zhu narrowed her eyes. This bastard's ability to take advantage of every opportunity and his superb acting skills were really excessive.

"You are required to move out within ten days. If you continue to push your luck, you must move out immediately."

Qingxuan calmly withdrew his gaze and said no more.

After the man stopped arguing, Yan Zhu tilted her head and asked, "Aru, has Rong Shang found out who secretly knocked you out?"

Zhu Ru nodded, then spread her hands, saying with regret: "But after my brother caught the man, he blew himself up and left nothing behind. The only clue we have right now is the man with the mole."

Yan Zhu's forehead twitched and she felt a little headache. The clues to the underworld were broken again, and things were a bit tricky.

Qingxuan was calm and composed, and said calmly: "Evil cannot prevail over good."

Zhu Ru clapped her hands: "My brother said the same thing."

After saying that, he turned to Qin Yuan and said, "I want to eat three-color cake."

Qin Yuan kept wiping the body of the zither and politely declined: "I've already eaten today. The three-color cake is cold in nature, so don't be greedy."

Zhu Ru shook her head: "It's already past midnight, the next day."

The former seemed oblivious to the girl's attempt to exploit the loophole, and remained resolute. Zhu Ru sighed, "Thinking about me, the only princess in the underworld, having to look up to others for a bowl of three-color cake is so bitter."

Yan Zhu understood the familiar interaction between the two and changed the subject, saying, "You purify the evil and turbid qi every day at midnight. What if something unexpected happens in the future, or the evil and turbid qi suddenly increase?"

Zhu Ru waved her hand and said, "We'll see later. This is all I can do for now."

She is a person who lives for the moment and doesn't care about the future.

Qin Yuan said, "Regarding the long-term issues, the Lord of the Underworld mentioned that we still need a destined person. I think we have waited for it."

Zhu Ru didn't seem to understand yet: "You mean, Sister Yanzhu?"

Yanzhu raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhuru in confusion, asking what a destined person was.

Zhu Ru explained, "My brother said mysteriously that day that if Qin Yuan and I played the piano here every day at midnight, we would not only be able to dispel the evil spirits, but also wait for our destined partner. I asked who it was, but my brother kept his mouth shut and wouldn't tell me."

Qingxuan glanced at Yanzhu, who returned his gaze openly. Only after Qingxuan averted his gaze did she ask Zhuru, "But I don't know how to solve this demonic energy problem in the long term..."

Qin Yuan looked at Qingxuan, who had fallen silent, and asked, "Does this Divine Lord have any ideas?"

Qingxuan chuckled: "The three kinds of evil, turbidity and evil can only be purified by the power of the underworld and the chaotic spirit. Besides humans, perhaps formations are also a way."

He said to Yan Zhu, "Haven't you been studying formations recently? You have so many ancient books, why don't you try them out?"

After saying this, Yan Zhu's eyes flickered. Formation? For example, the Soul-Calming Formation...

Zhu Ru: "Ah? Formation?"

Yan Zhu: "Aru, do you still remember the formation in the Netherworld that can purify the foul air?"

Zhu Ru nodded: "Of course I remember."

Yan Zhu flipped her palm, and after a flash of light, she handed the complete array to Zhu Ru, "This one contains the Soul Gathering Array, and in the middle is the Soul Calming Array. Perhaps you can also refer to the Soul Gathering Array, combine it with the Soul Calming Array, and infuse it with Nether Power to create an array that can purify the three energies."