Chapter 226 Jinling Cannot Cross (Blockage and Blockage) A single dot was placed beneath her lips...

Where Lin Feiran will go is a question no one can predict.

After all, she has always been a variable.

The people in the room stared at that warm light, their expressions varying. Suddenly, Fu Yin asked, "Lord Bi Sheng, is Ru Xian still in the palace?"

Saintess Bi Sheng looked in that direction, her gaze uncertain: "He's still here. What do you mean by asking that?"

"My lord, you may not know this, but the Demon Capital is my jurisdiction. I have heard some rumors that the relationship between the two of them may be extraordinary... However, since he is still in the palace, this relationship is not very important."

They must know where Lin Feiran has gone.

These words seemed to say nothing at all. Qi Chen covered his mouth and smiled, which only made Fu Yin even angrier.

Bi Sheng, however, did not care about this kind of relationship.

She simply stroked the longbow, pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the boy and spoke frankly.

"Acheng, find her immediately."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room immediately looked at the young man, at the legendary, frail, and mysterious Skywalker.

He nodded slightly, then took out a string of wooden plaques that jingled as they were struck.

The wooden plaque listed the names of the various states. He placed the plaque on the table, looked down at it, and murmured a series of indistinct words in his hoarse, almost aged voice. Then he looked up and read them one by one.

[Zhongzhou, Beiyuan, Nanpingzhou, Dongyuzhou...]

As soon as he finished speaking, the sign that read "Dongyuzhou" cracked open.

In an instant, the expressions of the others changed slightly, as this was the first time he had displayed this ability in front of everyone.

Bi Sheng tapped the longbow lightly with his fingertips, his eyes darkening slightly. What was Lin Feiran doing in Dongyu Prefecture?

Acheng coughed for a long time, then looked up again at the wooden plaque in Dongyu Prefecture. After saying the four words "east, south, west, north" the pattern split from south to north, meaning that Lin Feiran was currently in the south.

In just a few moments, Lin Feiran's approximate location was pinpointed.

The burly man sitting in the corner, dressed in a straw raincoat, suddenly spoke up: "Since the envoy has such abilities, why not use them to find the direction of the spiritual vein?"

Acheng didn't speak, but Bi Sheng was quite patient at this point, and then explained to everyone: "Spirit veins are creations of heaven and earth. Even though Acheng is a Skywalker, she cannot find them by human power. However, finding someone is more than enough."

Qi Chen twirled a flower, his face appearing even more effeminate in the flickering lamplight. His gaze was strange, and his tone was unreadable.

"Is that so? The envoy doesn't seem to be having an easy time. If I remember correctly, Skywalker always seems to be risking his life when he speaks. We've really gone all out."

Bi Sheng glanced sideways and said, "So, I won't let him do it unless absolutely necessary."

"Please don't be impatient, everyone. Just wait a little longer, and you'll find out where the little mouse has run off to."

...

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, but there was a dryness in the air. A magnificent firelight shone from the direction of Xingzhi Palace, and several people were standing under the eaves, frowning as they watched the strange rain.

Biqing couldn't help but say, "The wind and clouds are swirling, but there's no sign of thunder or rain. Pingjie, this rain..."

Ping An stood under the eaves, reached out and took the raindrops. The rain felt especially cold to the touch. She examined them closely for a moment, as if recalling something, and then said, "There's something wrong with this rain."

She immediately turned around and went into the room. Ru Xian was sitting on a seat, pretending to be asleep. She stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, shall we go out and investigate?"

A moment later, Ru Xian slightly opened her eyes and looked outside, but still did not say anything.

While Ping An and the others were asking questions, Hang Huo was listening to a voice from thousands of miles away. The real Ru Xian was walking through the secret realm, whispering to him.

"There's no need to go out and investigate. Someone has broken into the Demon Capital. Tell Biqing to activate the formation."

Early in the morning, Lin Feiran had informed him of the arrival of the secret sect members in the Demon Capital, but he was not in the city at the moment and could not investigate.

Now that the signs have finally arrived, he certainly won't miss this opportunity, lest he ruin her plans.

This wasn't the first time that Hanghuo had impersonated Ruxian. Although it couldn't hold back in front of Lin Feiran, it was quite adept at dealing with Xuanzhen and the others.

He sat up slightly, lowered his eyes to look at Ping An, shook his head, but quickly raised his hand, and a magic seal quickly condensed in his palm.

They had made an agreement beforehand, and when Xuan Zhen saw the mark, his expression darkened slightly: "Yes, close the city immediately!"

The Demon Capital and Luoyu City have an excellent relationship, and naturally they set up a city-locking formation back then. However, it has never been used over the years. Now that it has been suddenly activated, Biqing and Xuanzhen couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They immediately set off to activate the formation without the slightest delay.

A faint, ethereal light soon appeared above the sky above the Demon Capital.

Just then, everyone in the room noticed this strange phenomenon and immediately turned to look at Bi Sheng.

She stood by the window, the cold rain and night wind howling past. Suddenly, her brow twitched, and she turned to look at A-Cheng. After a moment, she looked at the others.

"Since Ru Xian has already discovered that Lin Feiran is not here, we don't need to waste our time with him. Let's go."

Just as the group stood up, they suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound piercing the air!

A fiery red arrow, moving like lightning, pierced the window frame with a clang. The next instant, a raging inferno burst from the arrowhead, sweeping into the room!

The crowd immediately burst out of the house, and the roof tiles fell down with a crash, mingling with the patter of the rain.

Bi Sheng squinted and saw a sapphire blue figure standing on the roof ridge on the opposite side of the raging flames. A quiver was attached to his waist, and a longbow was on his wrist. He was holding another arrow wrapped in lightning and pointing it in their direction.

"Archery? You're asking for death."

Bi Sheng almost immediately drew his bow and nocked an arrow. It was a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. Before he finished speaking, the arrow had already left the bowstring!

The simple, jet-black arrow, carrying a violent wind force, landed in front of Biqing in an instant. At this critical moment, a figure of lightning appeared beside her.

Xuanzhen and Biqing retreated quickly, but the arrow wind did not diminish, and with its awe-inspiring power, it relentlessly pursued the two of them!

The next moment, a strong and slender hand reached in from the side, without using any magical artifact, and simply grabbed the arrow. As they struggled, the arrow broke, and the hand that was almost unharmed was also cut with dense wounds.

It seemed light and agile, but it was like a boulder falling, blocking Qi Chen and the burly man in the straw raincoat's path with a loud crash!

The moment the door burst open, the two had already put on masks. Even when stopped, they didn't turn back, but continued to rush away in different directions.

Ping An glanced briefly into the shadows, and after confirming the person's appearance, he leaped into the air, grabbing a huge gourd in his hand, and rushed towards Qi Chen on the left.

On the other side, the burly man in the straw raincoat dodged the falling arrow, but unexpectedly bumped into a thin old man with a sly smile.

Of course he recognized him; it was Zhang Siwo!

This old man is like a mouse; you never know when or where you'll suddenly run into him.

The burly man in the straw raincoat clicked his tongue, took down the greatsword on his back, and struck at Zhang Siwo. Zhang Siwo also swung his greatsword and slammed it down. The sparks that flew from the friction were enough to illuminate a whole area, and the raindrops sizzled as they were burned!

Meanwhile, Ping An stared intently at Qi Chen's retreating figure, his hands forming hand seals and sending dozens of yellow talismans flying like falling leaves.

Qi Chen also dodged to the side. He glanced back, then leaped into the air, his figure disappearing into the night sky, replaced by a dense mass of paper scraps.

The paper pieces transformed into small paper figures, wielding sharp weapons, and pierced all the yellow talismans in a chaotic, headlong attack.

This should have been a foolproof method, but the next moment, the incantations on the talisman suddenly vanished, transforming into long ropes that struck Qi Chen, who was hiding in the shadows. The next moment, he flipped over and dozens of silk threads in his palm also attacked.

Rainwater accumulated in the low-lying areas splashed everywhere, and the sound of dripping water could be heard incessantly.

Bi Sheng carried A Cheng over the edge. He was a Skywalker with almost no spiritual power, which was her biggest weakness. If she faced Ru Xian with him, she would only be at a disadvantage!

Behind them, "Ru Xian" followed closely with Bi Qing and Xuan Zhen, but he was not the real Ru Xian. Bi Qing and Xuan Zhen were also not strong enough. Under such pursuit, they were starting to fall behind.

Fortunately, during the rainy night, other figures gradually appeared in the Demon City. These were the unsuspecting citizens of the Demon City, as well as members of the secret cult hiding in the shadows.

Although the people of the Demon City did not know why a fight had broken out, seeing everyone attacking together, they could not suppress their warlike spirits and joined the melee under the guise of helping.

But amidst this chaos, one person managed to survive thanks to his childlike physique.

Fu Yin stood in the dark alley, frowning as he watched the chaotic fight.

As the flames engulfed the house, Fu Xia was in control of her body. Both she and her brother were afraid of fire because of past events. In her fear, Fu Xia screamed and fell out of the back window, thus inadvertently avoiding everyone's sight.

Their unusual appearance caused the passing demons to disregard them, even telling them to go home and hide.

"..." Fu Yin was not in the mood to be angry at the moment; his mind was entirely focused on recalling the fallen wooden plaque.

The southern part of Dongyu Prefecture contains dozens of cities, which should have made it difficult to find, but he almost immediately thought of Jinling Ferry.

Ao Xue wasn't one to meddle in other people's business. The fact that she suddenly inquired about the progress of the trip meant that the strange grass had made some unusual movements, but she wasn't sure what those movements were, so she asked him.

The unusual activity is not in the Demon Capital, but in Jinling Ferry, and may even be in the main hall!

Thinking of this, he immediately tried to contact Aoxue with his jade token, but little did he know that an array had been set up outside Aoxue's room, cutting off the spiritual power of the message transmission, and her jade token remained completely silent.

Fu Yin waited for half an hour, but there was still no response. He became more and more certain of his guess. Thinking that Lin Feiran was in the main hall with an unclear purpose, he couldn't help but twitch.

After making up his mind, he slipped past the crowd and crept to the city of Yaodu, where he transmitted his voice: "Lord Bi Sheng, Lin Feiran is in the main hall of Jinling Ferry!"

After transmitting his voice, he took off on his sword and, relying on his familiarity with the Demon Capital, secretly flew away from the chaotic area.

The Demon Capital was still some distance from the Gate of Heaven. He shook off the raindrops from his body and hurried through the dark night, still relentlessly trying to contact Ao Xue.

Fu Yin's expression darkened slightly; he didn't believe him.

He and Fu Xia shared a secret they never told anyone else.

This was not a fatal injury.

He and Fuxia are one body with two souls, so even if the piercing between his eyebrows is not even considered a minor injury to him.

But perhaps he had been so arrogant for too long, or perhaps he had never fought against someone with such cultivation as Xu Xian, he was indeed careless at the time, and did not expect that this blow would almost shatter his divine platform.

He fell into a deep sleep in an instant. Fu Xia was so shocked and frightened that she dared not show herself again. Only after the body was thrown out and she confirmed that the surroundings were safe did she regain control of her body and leave in fear.

Fu Xia was completely disoriented at the time, and instinctively wanted to find the Dao Master to heal him. However, on their way to Jinling Ferry, they encountered someone.

"Exceptional," even that name is fake; he never shows his real name.

To Fu Yin's surprise, Zhuo Jue was not wearing the mask at that time, but showed his true face. It was a handsome and refined face, like the moon and the wind, with a small mole under his lips and a smiling face.

He was also on his way to Jinling Ferry, and that's how the two met by chance.

At that time, Fuyin had no doubts about him. Zhuojue was a kind and gentle person with excellent interpersonal relationships in the sect. He even got along well with arrogant people like Fuxia.

When the flustered Fuxia met him, it was as if she had found a pillar of support. She rushed forward and grabbed him while crying, and in a few words, she revealed everything.

"What should we do? Brother Zhuojue, will my brother never wake up again!" Fu Xia's hands trembled uncontrollably.

"How could that be? Your brother can't bear to part with you." He bent down and gently wiped away Fu Xia's tears. "You said you met Lin Feiran in the Demon Capital? Is that the Lin Feiran who's with Wei Changzai?"

Fu Xia nodded, sobbing, "It's her! My brother only attacked her to set things right. The Dao Lord will save my brother, right?"

At that moment, the gentle young man suddenly changed. His gaze deepened, and the corners of his lips slightly lifted as he answered the crying little girl.

"Ah, of course we will save you... but since you acted without permission and were injured, according to the rules of our sect, you should be punished first before receiving medical treatment."

"Fu Xia is so smart, she must remember, right?"

Fu Xia, being inexperienced in worldly affairs, could not discern the changes involved. She simply stopped sobbing and looked on, sniffling.

"I...I remember, that..."

He sighed with pity: "Well, now that only Fuxia is awake, you will naturally be the one to take the punishment. Losing merits is nothing, but physical punishment... I remember you are very afraid of pain?"

Fu Xia pursed her lips for a moment, her face no longer showing any arrogance. She still shook her head: "As long as my brother can wake up, I'm not afraid of pain!"

He said, "But are there ways to avoid pain?"

"For example?"

He put a finger to his lips and smiled, "For example, I can secretly heal your injuries. I do know a little bit about medicine."

"……May I?"

"Why not? People like us have no taboos. It's just healing, not apostasy, right?"

Fu Xia nodded.

Having agreed to this, the treatment lasted for a very long time, long enough for Lin Feiran to gain a foothold in the demon realm before Fuyin finally repaired the altar and woke up to report the matter to the Holy Maiden.

At first glance, it seemed that he was just doing this out of good intentions, but Fu Yin was not Fu Xia, so he could naturally see the change in his expression from the memories. Although he did not know why, from this moment on, he had already become suspicious of Zhuo Jue.

He and Lin Feiran must have some unusual connection, but he hasn't been caught red-handed. He absolutely cannot tell him this!

The boundary gate was right in front of them. They flew back to Jinling Ferry on their swords. In less than half an hour, there was still no response from Ao Xue. When Fu Yin crossed the boundary gate, he contacted his capable subordinate, Qing Que.

"Is it within the teachings?" he asked in a deep voice.

The sound of gongs and drums came from the other end of the jade tablet, and he suddenly remembered that today was the day to ferry the Dragon King.

Qingque immediately replied, "I am currently handling affairs within the sect. Do you have any instructions, sir?"

"Qingque, there must be strangers infiltrating the sect. Go and inform Lord Aoxue immediately to avoid Zhuojue, and then lead people to investigate and see where the anomaly is."

That person is very cunning. Don't get too close; just observe and maneuver from a distance. I'm near the boundary gate and will be back soon!

"Yes, sir!"

That reply was firm and resolute, which reassured Fu Yin somewhat.

After the telepathic connection was severed, Qingque immediately took the jade tablet, but instead of contacting Aoxue, she contacted Lin Feiran.

"What's the situation? Fu Yin and the others have noticed something's wrong and are on their way back!"

A panting voice came from the other end, and after a moment, Lin Feiran replied, "It will take some more time."

Qingque's heart was pounding: "We must hurry. Each of them has their own team, especially the Holy Maiden. She can control the entire main hall. If she makes a move, you will never get out again!"

"I see."

Lin Feiran cut off the telepathic communication and looked at the increasing number of white figures in the dark room, as well as the treasure box that she had managed to lure out in a certain dilapidated building. She couldn't help but fix her gaze on it.

She swallowed slowly, moistening her already parched lips.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, soaking his dark hair and threatening to drip down, and his voice was hoarse.

"Senior, can you still hold on?"

Li Changfeng swung his sword, put his hands on his hips, and said, "Not bad. How about you? Tell me as soon as you can't hold on!"

Li Changfeng asked in confusion, "Why?"

Lin Feiran looked at the hundreds of small, floating pavilions and said in a deep voice, "I've already memorized them. As long as I jump over a few more pavilions, I'll be able to figure out all the routes here."

Then, they seized the fire.

"Huh?! When?"

Amid Li Changfeng's exclamation, Lin Feiran had already leaped away.

...

Inside the main hall, the rustling sound grew faster and faster, and Ao Xue, who was meditating and practicing spiritual cultivation, opened her eyes to look.

The leaves of the withered grass kept closing and opening, moving like seaweed. Unlike its previous listlessness, it was now in a state of near-fright and madness.

Her expression darkened slightly, and she finally stood up.

Author's Note: In Chapter 12, Fu Yin's appearance felt abrupt to many readers. He suddenly appeared and then suddenly disappeared, not showing up for a long time, making his attack seem weak. But there are hidden reasons behind it all, and his meeting with Lin Feiran was actually the beginning of everything.

The author has been immersed in this interconnected art form for a long time (X)

P.S.: You can imagine what a mimosa looks like by looking at the withered and flourishing grass; it's that simple.