16 I'm teasing myself

Half an hour ago.

Xie Han was shocked to see the Wanguang Lotus in full bloom in front of him and was about to reach out to pick it.

Unexpectedly, another hand suddenly stretched out, and the two of them grasped the Wan Guang Lotus almost at the same time.

Xie Han looked up in surprise. Seeing the person coming, he was not surprised. "It's you."

Xie Hanjing's voice was calm but certain, "You are not blind."

A smile appeared on the corners of Yan Rong's bright red lips under the white veil. His hands did not move at all, and he was secretly competing with Xie Hanjing.

Under the action of two forces, one on the left and one on the right, the lotus body began to tremble violently.

Yan Rong readily admitted, "Of course I'm not blind. From now on, you don't have to show mercy just because I'm blind."

Yan Rong took the first step, pinched off the Wan Guanglian, and was about to hold her in his arms when Xie Hanjing slapped the water with his palm. The splash of water was like broken ice, piercing people, and even brought up dead branches and gravel at the bottom of the pool, forcing Yan Rong back two steps.

When his grip loosened, Xie Hanjing immediately took back Wan Guanglian.

Xie Han was shocked: "You lied to your uncle?"

Yan Rong stood still again in an instant. He said, "So what? Even if I lied to her, who are you to blame me?"

The water in the pool swayed and splashed against the two of them. Yan Rong did not take off her veil. She raised her hand and two pieces of gravel broke through the water and flew straight towards Xie Hanjing's face without any deviation.

Xie Han dodged in shock, and the Wan Guanglian drew a curve following his movement, and the bright light drove away the shallow evil spirit.

Xie Hanjing's voice was clear, "Master is a straightforward person, you shouldn't lie to her."

Yan Rong approached again, slapping Xie Hanjing directly with one palm, while trying to snatch the lotus with the other hand.

The deep pool water and the rugged pool bottom made movement increasingly difficult. Xie Hanjing did not retreat but instead charged forward. When he was about to be hit, he slid to the bottom of the water. The slanted pool bottom allowed him to easily avoid Yan Rong's attack. Xie Hanjing took the opportunity to slap Yan Rong's shoulder with his backhand, and used the force to twist his body and jump out of the water.

Yan Rong stumbled a few steps and turned back. Even though he was hit by a palm, he still had a smile on his face and said, "Why, are you angry?"

"You insist on being so serious about this. Are you doing it to defend her, or is it because no one would care even if you pretended to be blind?"

The water in the pool was turbulent, but Wan Guanglian was still firmly held in Xie Hanjing's hand.

Xie Hanjing's expression was calm and composed. "I don't understand what you are talking about, but I advise you to give up on this Wanguang Lotus."

"Yeah?"

Yan Rong opened his eyes beneath the white veil, and a cold light obscured the amber in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and said three words silently.

“…”

In an instant, the white veil covering his face left him and rushed towards the Wan Guanglian in Xie Hanjing's hand.

Xie Hanjing thought it was going to take the lotus away and was about to stop it, but unexpectedly -

The white silk did not roll away the Wan Guanglian that was within reach, but tore it into pieces without hesitation.

The lotus petals fell and floated lightly on the water in the pond, and the brilliance dimmed in an instant.

Yan Rong tilted her head and said softly, "Since I can't get this Wanguang Lotus, then you shouldn't even think about getting it."

Xie Hanjing finally frowned. He dodged the white silk that was whipped towards him and said, "I tried to persuade you because I thought you still had some sense. I didn't expect you to be so hopeless."

Yan Rong picked up the withered petals that floated to her side and said innocently, "The Wanguang Lotus is fragile. 'Accurately' damaging it during the fight is probably allowed by the rules. If you are truly capable, then try this magical weapon of mine."

The white silk was like a nimble long snake, but when it was pulled out, it was as sharp as a long sword. No one knew that Yan Rong was carrying such a magical weapon.

Yan Rong seemed to trust Bai Ling's strength very much. He looked around Huishuo, catching the faint light of the Wanguang Lotus.

Afterwards, Yan Rong did not stay to watch the battle, but went in one direction, leaving Bai Ling and Xie Hanjing fighting.

On this side, Xie Hanjing concentrated and dodged several attacks from Bai Ling.

There was no spiritual energy flowing around this white silk and no array talisman to bless it. It looked ordinary in appearance, unlike other magic weapons he had seen. However, its movements were strange and changeable, as if it was controlled by a living person.

After a few moves, he found that the white silk was soft but extremely tough, and could not be cut easily.

The angle of Bai Ling's attack seemed to have been carefully calculated. Xie Han narrowly avoided it and fought with it for a while.

Suddenly, Xie Han seemed to sense something. He looked up during the break in the fight and found that the evil spirit had been dissipated a lot during the fight, and his vision was unobstructed.

He immediately saw Hua Lang, who was wearing an elaborate palace dress on the high stands. Finely carved jade beads were adorned on the hem of her skirt, creating delicate pleats.

She was tilting her head with a faint smile on her face, talking to someone beside her, but her eyes were fixed on the distance.

But after just one glance, Xie Hanjing quickly came to his senses, but the hairband behind his head was still cut off by the white silk, and his half-wet long hair spread on the water, splashing water as he moved.

Before he could deal with Bai Ling, Xie Hanjing noticed unusual movements underwater.

When he looked distractedly, he saw a fish-like monster with long arms and a huge head occupying half of its body, rushing towards him with its bloody mouth wide open.

——Annihilation Beast.

The two attacked him together. Xie Han was frightened and dived into the water, and Bai Ling followed him into the water.

The water in the pond was disturbed and became turbid. Bai Ling paused for a moment, and when she reacted, she saw a huge fish mouth. The Yan Beast swallowed the animal into its stomach without hesitation.

Xie Hanjing just discovered that this Bai Ling seemed to have consciousness in every aspect. When the demonic energy was slightly thicker, its attack would slow down due to blurred vision. Now he saw that it was indeed so.

The Annihilation Beast struggled, as if fighting against the white silk in its body. Its crude fish tail flapped and rolled, splashing water several feet high.

But soon, the Annihilation Beast was defeated.

Its stomach suddenly exploded, and amidst the scattered blood and flesh, white silk flew out from the corpse of the Annihilation Beast, and large amounts of blood dyed the silk red.

Bai Ling seemed to be a little disgusted with the blood stain, and did not attack Xie Hanjing immediately. Instead, she immersed herself in the pool again and rinsed herself.

Xie Hanjing took the opportunity to go to the deep end of the pool.

Bai Ling washed herself clean and looked again, but Xie Hanjing had disappeared in the vast black fog.

*

Hua Lang's heart grew heavier as time went by, but Xie Hanjing was still nowhere to be seen...

The new disciples behind her had already lined up in an orderly manner and were led by He Wenzhou to the seal-granting ceremony.

Yan Rong, who was at the front of the team, turned his head and opened his eyes slightly. His eyelashes, as long as feathers, cast a light shadow on his face.

"Brother He, aren't you going to call her?"

He Wenzhou followed his gaze and saw Hua Lang's back. He knew what he was thinking and explained, "Junior Master is concerned about the disciples in the pool. When the trial is completely over, she will naturally reunite with us. As you are the first, according to the rules, Junior Master will personally give you the seal, so don't worry."

Junior Master, he knew it a long time ago.

Yan Rong smiled, didn't she lie to him too?

I wonder what this Junior Master Qinglai wants to get from him by going to such great lengths to fabricate lies?

The hand under his sleeve was still holding the carefully wrapped spirit storage stone, and the slightly overflowing spiritual energy dried half of his sleeve.

Yan Rong took one last glance at Hua Lang, who only showed his back and never looked back, and then left in silence with He Wenzhou.

Not long after the group left, a faint light appeared in the distant ghost pond...

Hua Lang, standing by the pool, looked in the direction of the light.

Xie Hanjing was soaked all over, the jade light of the lotus petals dimmed, barely illuminating his face. A few strands of black hair stuck to his face, and his cold brows and features gained a bit of human charm, as if a character in a painting had walked out of a scroll.

Xie Hanjing pursed his lips tightly, resisting the urge to turn into his original form and shake his hair. His wet hair was still dripping with water, and he hated this feeling.

He raised his eyes slightly and saw a familiar skirt standing near the shore.

The jade beads on the skirt glow with a warm light, the silver thread passes through the beads and then sneaks back into the skirt, and the exquisite embroidered flowers jump out of the skirt, just like the fairy-like embroidery of the owner of the palace skirt.

The woman in the palace skirt seemed to have been standing by the pool for a while, and the overly long skirt was stained with mud.

Hua Lang saw the newcomer's facial features clearly, and saw that Xie Hanjing was only slightly disheveled, without any obvious wounds, and finally put down the heart that had been weighing on his mind for a long time.

Hua Lang took two steps forward until half of his foot was hanging over the edge of the pool.

She looked at Xie Hanjing who was wading through the water holding a lotus.

During the countdown, Hua Lang leaned over and stretched out his hand anxiously. Just as he was about to take the lotus flower that was about to wither from Xie Hanjing's hand,

Suddenly, something unexpected happened. A monstrous demonic energy surged out from the center of the pool and instantly swallowed up the two of them.

In the thick demonic energy, Hua Lang's fingertips paused for a moment, and when they touched the lotus stem again, the Wanguang Lotus withered at an irreversible speed.

The lotus petals were withered and broken, and they fell with incredible lightness.

The three words "Xie Hanjing" that just appeared at the bottom of the jade slip disappeared in an instant like the lotus flowers in the pond, and turned into light fragments.

Xie Hanjing's name disappeared from the jade slip that recorded the disciples who had passed.

And this trial has completely ended.