Chapter 137 137 "You and I are in a Gu relationship?"

When Fu Tingyun returned to the bedroom, he saw his senior sisters and brothers coming in.

It turned out that the time we had agreed on had arrived without us noticing.

"Junior brother!" Second Senior Brother Ci'en Daojun exclaimed, "Why did you come out?"

The eldest sister also frowned and said, "Is this a puppet body? Why didn't you wait for us to come over before transferring your soul? It's too risky!"

Fu Tingyun said "No problem", and his eyes passed over them and fell on the third senior sister Xiao Wuxin.

For some reason, he felt that she should know something.

But among the few people, he had the least interaction with this third senior sister, so why did he have this illusion?

He wanted to ask something, but then realized he didn't know what to ask, so he gave up.

Now that he was there, Second Senior Brother naturally offered to heal his real body - in addition to his spirit, soul and meridians, that body also had its bones pulled out and suffered many external injuries.

Fu Tingyun did not refuse and invited them in. When the second senior brother went into the inner hall to treat him, Fu Tingyun invited the other senior sisters and brothers into the hall and ordered the puppet to serve tea.

"By the way," said the eldest sister, "in a few days we will have this year's entrance exams and the ceremony for new disciples to pay their respects to their master. I wonder if it would be convenient for you, little brother, to attend?"

This is the biggest event of the year for the sect. Although Fu Tingyun does not take care of things and does not accept disciples, he will show up as the sect's face and let the new disciples see him from afar.

This is something they all know.

He nodded: "Okay."

But then the feeling that something was wrong came over him again, and he suppressed it.

Not long after, the second senior brother came out, his face was pale and bluish, and it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

"I cast some spells for you. The shallow wounds have healed and the meridians have been repaired a little, but the bones can only grow slowly." He said.

Fu Tingyun thanked him and ordered the puppet to bring the best Qi-invigorating elixir.

Even though Taoist Ci'en practiced medicine, he rarely made Qi-invigorating pills with such luxurious ingredients.

He couldn't help but feel flattered, and the others were also surprised and looked at each other in confusion.

Fu Tingyun belatedly realized something was amiss. He would reward his senior sisters and brothers accordingly when they did things for him. Today, his second senior brother healed his wounds, and he would have other rewards afterward, but he would never do something so unnecessary.

After sitting for a while, they stood up to say goodbye. Fu Tingyun walked them down the stairs as usual and was about to turn back, but suddenly something happened and he called out to Daojun Ci'en, "Second Senior Brother, please stay."

Taoist Master Ci'en turned around in surprise and looked at him as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

Fu Tingyun said, "Can I ask you a few questions, Senior Brother? It's about medicine."

Daojun Ci'en was obviously relieved and let the others go first: "You are welcome, Junior Brother. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Fu Tingyun didn't like his long words, so he listened patiently and then went straight to the point and expressed his feeling of loss.

Daoist Master Ci'en pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps it's because Junior Brother's soul has been damaged, and he's using the soul transfer technique..."

"It was before the soul was transferred." Fu Tingyun said.

Taoist Master Ci'en frowned and asked, "Can I investigate a little?"

As if realizing he had crossed the line, he said in panic, "Little Junior Brother, please don't blame me..."

It is very risky to let others explore one's soul. Fu Tingyun never trusts others, not to mention that his master has tampered with his soul.

But he nodded for some unknown reason: "Thank you."

A look of astonishment flashed across Daojun Ci'en's face, and he blurted out, "Really?"

Fu Tingyun said nothing, glanced at him indifferently, and then closed his eyes.

Taoist Master Ci'en cast a spell tremblingly, and sent a ray of spiritual consciousness into his brow.

After a moment, he asked in confusion, "Junior Junior Brother, did you encounter any unexpected things during your trip to the Chaos Domain?"

Fu Tingyun immediately understood the clue: "But what's wrong with my soul?"

Daojun Ci'en said, "In addition to the new wound caused by the Chaos Realm, there is another wound in Junior Brother's soul, which seems to be man-made..."

Meeting the thoughtful look in his junior brother's eyes, he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, junior brother. This injury is not an old one. It was definitely not caused by Master."

Fu Tingyun knew, of course, what his master had done. He knew exactly what he had done. "Brother, why do you think it was man-made?"

Daoist Master Ci'en hesitated again. "Perhaps I'm mistaken. The art of the spirit and soul is unfathomable. The only one in the Three Realms who has even glimpsed its depths is the former Demon Lord. Rumor has it that only his magical instrument can perform the art of soul-severing. All the righteous Daoists who have been subjected to this evil art have died or lost their minds."

Fu Tingyun had heard all this. The previous Demon Lord had died at his hands, so it was impossible for him to tamper with his soul years later. His demonic sword was buried deep in the abyss beneath the Chaos Realm, suppressed by a magic array. This time, he hadn't touched the sword at all.

Perhaps Second Brother had really seen it wrong, and his abnormality was just a sequelae of damage to his soul.

"I'll go back and write a recipe for your soul," said Daojun Ci'en. "I'll have my disciples bring the medicine tomorrow. No matter what the injury is, it will heal itself after some rest."

Fu Tingyun thanked him and saw him out.

When he returned to the palace, the feeling of loss still lingered, urging him to find the lost treasure immediately, making him feel uneasy.

He could only meditate.

But once he entered into a state of meditation, he began to wander between the pillars of the puppet formation.

Everything was normal with the magic circle, but he inexplicably felt like something was missing.

What should accompany him when he enters into meditation?

What exactly is it?

He was almost driven crazy by this feeling, and he wished he could take out his soul and dig it open to see what was going on inside.

This is naturally impossible.

Fu Tingyun forced himself to circulate his energy, and his spiritual power circulated for several small cycles, but the anxious feeling did not ease at all.

He came out of meditation, stood up and walked out.

It was obvious that Wuji Palace did not have what he was looking for.

He summoned Linghe and decided to go and have a look at other places on Longji Peak.

When he got on the car, he glanced at the spiritual crane and felt something strange in his heart, so he couldn't help but look at it again.

This is the crane he raised since childhood - his master, Xuji Daojun, believed that raising a spiritual pet could make him more human, so he raised it, but naturally the effect was minimal.

What was it called? He vaguely remembered it was a very strange name.

No, he had raised this crane for more than ten years and never gave it a name.

Fu Tingyun got into the car and pinched his eyebrows tiredly.

The crane bravely called out to him, and he realized that he didn't even know where to go.

"Just walk around Dragon's Back Peak," he said.

The crane carried its owner around in a whirlwind, going from high to low, circling around the mountain peaks.

When he reached the pine forest halfway up the mountain, he had a sense of déjà vu and immediately pulled the reins to let the crane land.

The crane car stopped at the edge of the pine forest.

It was just a wasteland covered with weeds, but Fu Tingyun paced back and forth for a long time, searching in the weeds, but naturally found nothing.

He walked into the pine forest again.

This is the scenic spot of Longji Peak, with many spiritual springs scattered in the forest.

The second brother suggested that he could soak in the hot springs to speed up his body's recovery, but he would rather soak in the cold pool at the top of the mountain, so he never came here once.

But now, as he walked along the intricate, winding path, he seemed to know where he was going.

He easily found a spring pool with extremely abundant spiritual energy.

He walked to the edge of the pool, leaned over and stirred the water. The smell of grass and trees, the mist, the coldness and heat of the water, everything seemed familiar.

He walked unconsciously towards the pool, the warm water covering his knees, thighs, and waist... He closed his eyes unconsciously, a familiar warmth running along his spine. His hands, immersed in the pool, seemed to touch something, something slowly taking shape in his arms...

Before he knew it, his body had an incredible reaction.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked down blankly for a while, then quickly walked to the shore and cast a spell to steam his body and clothes dry.

He used his mind to command his body to return to normal, but this puppet body was obviously a defective product and did not obey his commands. He could only cast a few Mysterious Ice Curses on the unruly place and wait for a while before walking out of the forest along the same route.

Before he knew it, it was already sunset, and he had inexplicably wasted more than an hour in this wilderness.

Fu Tingyun made up his mind to ignore this inexplicable feeling and boarded the crane carriage: "Return to Wuji Palace."

When he returned to the bedroom, he felt physically and mentally exhausted for the first time in his life, and just wanted to go back to the black ice bed and have a peaceful sleep.

No, a voice in my heart told me that I couldn’t go to bed before I washed and bathed.

Even if a cultivator of his level of cultivation is stained with some dust, he can cleanse himself of it with just a purification spell, not to mention that the puppet has its own cleaning spell.

But he inexplicably felt that after going out, he had to wash himself clean.

This is undoubtedly a new quirk.

It was too ridiculous. He decided to ignore this inexplicable impulse, cast a cleansing spell on himself, and stubbornly lay down on the hard and cold bed.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that he didn't need to sleep.

After a cultivator has established his foundation, he no longer needs to sleep. Sitting in meditation can help him recover his energy faster and absorb the essence of the sun, moon, and the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers.

He had said goodbye to sleep when he was not even as tall as the table, so why would he take it for granted that he would want to have a good sleep?

He lay there for a while, the thought that he had not yet washed and bathed lingered in his mind, tormenting him.

He tried to resist, but finally gave up, got up and walked towards the bathhouse.

After asking the puppet to prepare the pool water, he took off his clothes and lowered his head inadvertently, only to catch a glimpse of a small, blood-red mole that had appeared on his chest.

When he saw the mole, a completely unfamiliar and extremely strong feeling surged in his heart, as if his heart was tightened into a ball - this was very strange, because a puppet body has no heart.

Fu Tingyun calmed himself down. He had carefully inspected the puppet body the day Yanshi Sect delivered it, and was absolutely sure that the mole was not there.

Of course, puppets don't have moles.

What on earth was this thing? Could it be that the Yanshi Sect had done something? Did they have the guts to do this? He was very skeptical.

Fu Tingyun did not hesitate at all. He condensed a stream of spiritual energy at his fingertips and cut into the blood mole.

The puppet's blood, which looked like real blood, flowed down, and Fu Tingyun cleaned it with a spell. The puppet's body was able to quickly repair itself. In less than a quarter of an hour, the flesh that had been gouged out was restored to its original state, and the blood mole was still there.

He used several spells, but he couldn't remove the blood mole.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Could it be that the key wasn't in the puppet body? He had a hunch that this mole must be somehow related to his abnormality.

Just take a risk and try it.

He put on his clothes and returned to the bedroom. He lifted the collar of his real body and took a look. There were several deep wounds near his heart that could be seen to the bone, but no blood mole.

The only thing to do is to use the soul transfer technique again.

It was somewhat dangerous to transfer souls twice in a short period of time, but there was a voice in his heart urging him on, and he couldn't wait any longer.

He immediately cast a spell, and his soul was almost torn in two.

He waited for the dizziness to pass and looked down at his heart impatiently.

Sure enough, a blood mole appeared on the skin that was just clean, but the blood mole on the puppet's body disappeared.

Although it is hard to believe, this mole does follow his soul.

Sure enough, someone had tampered with his soul.

But who in the Three Realms today has such a method? Could it be that the old devil has returned from the dead?

Then he rejected this idea. He had just returned from the Chaos Realm. If the devil was resurrected, there would be no signs at all.

People around you?

There were only a few people who could get close to him, and he checked them all in his mind, and none of them had any motive.

Besides, no matter how he thought about it, he didn't give anyone a chance to take advantage of him.

But he still didn't dare to tell them about this rashly. Even though the possibility was small, they still made him the main suspect.

He had no choice but to investigate secretly on his own.

It was too dangerous to transfer souls three times in a row, so Fu Tingyun could only endure the severe pain and spend a night in his real body, trying his best to circulate spiritual energy to repair his body. He cast the soul-transferring spell again at noon the next day.

As soon as he entered the puppet body, he went straight to the library.

The books here are all-encompassing, covering almost all the sects and techniques in the fairy world, and there are even a considerable number of books on unorthodox methods. They were all looted by him when he was fighting demons. Logically, they should be thrown into the molten abyss and burned, but as long as he wants to keep them, no one can stop him.

Fu Tingyun naturally thought that the mole was related to some evil magic, so he spent a day going through all the evil cultivation and magic books that he had never read before, but he found no relevant records.

He spent another two whole days flipping through the rest of the books he hadn't read, and unexpectedly found the answer in the notes of a senior from the sect.

While traveling around, this senior watched the Yunyu Sect's Wushan Festival and saw several rare poisonous insects. He took note of them, and one of them was called "Lianli Gu".

Although the Hehuan Dao is recognized by the sect and can barely be considered a righteous path, it is on the fringe of the righteous paths and has never been taken seriously. The Gu Dao is even a minor path among minor paths.

However, Fu Tingyun liked to collect all kinds of rare books, and he also collected several books on Gu, among which was the "Gu Dian" of the Yunyu Sect. He quickly found this thick book and found the record of Lianli Gu.

Sure enough, the description was exactly the same as his "symptoms". The biggest feature of this kind of Gu was that it was placed on the soul and moved with the soul.

However, according to the book, if two lovers plant this Gu, they can sense each other no matter how far apart they are. The color of the Gu mole changes with their feelings, and the brighter the color, the deeper the love.

Fu Tingyun looked down at the mole on his chest which was as red as a drop of blood, and felt that this was nonsense.

He was born heartless, so where did his affection come from? Who could he be affectionate towards? Was it just a dream?

But even though he thought so, this mole was like a nail piercing his heart, making it impossible for him to ignore it.

But no matter who tampered with his soul and put this inexplicable poison on him, that person will not give up. There must be a trick waiting for him.

He just had to wait for that person to appear.

If you are not from the sect, then the best chance to get close to him is the annual entrance trial.

Although he had made up his mind to wait quietly, Fu Tingyun couldn't calm down for several days. He took several bottles of his second senior brother's pills, and his soul gradually recovered, but his feeling of irritability increased instead of decreasing.

He secretly checked the backgrounds of all the new disciples who were shortlisted for the trial this year, and found a female disciple who was related to the Yunyu Sect.

The day of the initiation ceremony soon arrived. Although Fu Tingyun had never seen that person before, he recognized her from the crowd at a glance.

…

After the initiation ceremony, elite strategist S04 became a disciple of the target person's second senior brother, Taoist Master Ci'en.

The target of the strategy does not accept disciples, so she can only use others as stepping stones. Ci'en Daojun was chosen by her after careful consideration. He has the most contacts with Wuji Palace, and the heroine of the original book, Lin Wan, is also his disciple.

She knew Lin Wan's character very well and could use her to do many things.

"The host has successfully entered Taiyan Sect. When are you going to take the next step?" asked the system.

"Don't worry," S04 said confidently, "I've already caught his attention today. Didn't you notice how his eyes were wide open when he was staring at me?"

She earned many bonus points in her missions, most of which were added to her charm value. This body was tailored to the target person's preferences.

No one can resist this fatal attraction.

Even No. 117, known as the black hole of raiders, is no exception.

No matter how miraculous the story is, he is just a virgin who has never had sex. Otherwise, how could he be almost conquered by an amateur wandering soul?

S04 was confident: "The bait has been put out. It's better to stay still than to move. He will come to me sooner or later."

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the guest house.

S04 ran over with brisk steps and opened the door. He saw a cloud car parked outside, and the driver was a faceless puppet.

S04 smiled and said to the system, "In the entire Taiyan, only Wuji Palace uses faceless puppets. Look, he can't wait any longer."

She didn't ask anything and got on the cloud car without saying a word.

The faceless puppet silently drove the car to Dragon Ridge Peak. To S04's surprise, the cloud car did not fly to the top of the mountain, but stopped on an open platform halfway up the mountain.

Not far away, there was a tall figure standing with his back to her.

"This is Tongyuntai, Jianping of Longji Peak." The system introduced.

S04 tsks, "How unappealing! I'll have to teach him a lesson once I succeed."

The man turned around when he heard the noise, his face hidden in the shadows, his expression unclear. "Are you from the Yunyu Sect?"

S04 feigned panic and knelt on the ground: "Forgive me, Immortal Lord. I didn't mean to hide anything, but I was afraid that if I told the truth, I would be barred from the sect... Please punish me..."

As she spoke, she raised her eyelashes and looked at him from bottom to top with tears in her eyes.

S04 knew that this was her most charming posture and expression, and no heterosexual man could resist it, absolutely not.

"Since you are from the Yunyu Sect, do you know about Lianli Gu?" the man asked.

S04 couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had the patience to read the report from last week's program. He knew about the story of him and the amateur wandering soul who planted the Lianli Gu, and also knew the principle of this Gu.

He most likely found the clue from the mole.

She nodded yes.

"Is it you and I who are bewitched?" the man asked again.

S04 pondered for a moment, his voice cold but gentle, with a hint of curiosity, but obviously not anger, and he used the word "forming a Gu" instead of "putting a Gu", which shows that his attitude towards the person who put the Gu was more inclined to inquiry rather than disgust.

Then let him misunderstand.

"System, help me add a red mole on my heart." She ordered.

"Yes, host," the system said, "completed."

S04 felt relieved and pretended to be surprised, then nodded shyly: "When I came to Taiyan, I brought a pair of poisonous insects with me. Unexpectedly, my spirit sac ruptured and the insects flew out. One entered my body, and the other disappeared. I didn't expect it to... Please forgive me, Immortal Venerable."

Fu Tingyun took two steps forward and looked down at the woman kneeling in front of him.

"Would you like to check my Gu mole, Immortal Lord?" S04 said as he raised his hand and slid his fingertips lightly along the lapel of his clothes.

In the blink of an eye, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her brow, as if a broken ice pick had pierced her brow and penetrated her brain. She held her head and screamed in pain.

"You're lying," the man said coldly, "Who sent you?"

At the same time, the system issued a sharp, high-frequency beep: "Level 2 Alarm, Host, please log out as soon as possible..."

"I didn't..." S04 gritted his teeth, "If you don't believe me, the Immortal Venerable can see me..."

Before she could finish her words, the pain intensified and she felt as if her brain was thrown into a high-speed blender.

"Level 1 alert, host, please log out immediately!" The alarm sounded sharper and sharper.

"The system is about to be penetrated, initiating the automatic logout process... The world line is restarting, 10, 9, 8, 7..."

Ten seconds later, everything was quiet.

System 0127 let out a long breath, and said with lingering fear, "Luckily I initiated the logout process immediately, otherwise he would have almost caught me..."

S04 gasped for breath and gritted his teeth, "Who told you to log out without permission?"

The system's voice also became shrill: "If it weren't for the immediate logout, the host would have become mentally retarded even if he didn't die. By the way, congratulations to the host for breaking the 117-world survival time record. Unfortunately, it's the shortest record."

S04 sneered, "You're not the right person, a useless system, to laugh at me. Is the reboot complete? Send me back quickly."

System: "It is not recommended for the host to enter the same world continuously."

S04: "Isn't there still one more chance to capture the strategy? Stop talking nonsense, send me back, and this time push the node forward one day, starting with the old puppet."

"I told you long ago, there are ready-made successful cases but you don't need to use them..." The system muttered, and started the program to send S04 into the restarted world.

In order to save time, the system teleported her directly to the shop where the old puppet was.

S04 went straight to the point and asked the shop owner to sell the problematic puppet to her. The shop owner Huang He was eager to get rid of the puppet, and the two hit it off.

He immediately took her to the warehouse and found the puppet.

S04 follows the case from the previous episode, cuts his fingertips, and presses them against the puppet's brow.

Unexpectedly, before it touched his forehead, the puppet suddenly raised his hand and made a quick stroke.

Before S04 could react, a sword energy split her in half.

Amidst Boss Huang's shrill screams, S04 logged out again and the timeline restarted in less than ten minutes.

The system said sarcastically: "Congratulations to the host for breaking your own record again."