Chapter 245 "I have to leave them first."

"What should we do?" Zhang Zhizhen said.

Taoist Wuwei lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Ruoru. There seemed to be compassion and indifference in his eyes.

"Notify the Bai family," he said, "I will also order people to... look for the whereabouts of her sister's bloodline."

Yin Xisheng and Fang Wuyu were both silent.

The Qingji Sect cannot afford to lose Bai Ruoru, and the Bai family cannot afford to lose the next patriarch who has been trained for many years. As Bai Ruoru's senior brothers, out of personal feelings, they absolutely do not want Bai Ruoru to go insane because of the curse.

"Thank you, Master." The two bowed deeply.

For a moment it was as if time had gone back. They returned to the old days, when they wrote and practiced swordplay under the plum tree. Wuwei Zhenren is their master and their heaven. Apart from this, they understand nothing and need not understand anything.

Their Master will take care of everything.

A discordant sound appeared in the leisurely scene. The boy who had always been silent in the corner walked out of the painting, and his description was now that of Ning Mingmei.

Black hair and black eyes, cold but with a hint of playfulness and desolate sarcasm.

"Master, if you knew that Bai Ruowan's bloodline was not yet exhausted, you would not have accepted Senior Sister Bai, right? You don't want a disciple who killed his own family to tarnish your reputation, right?"

"Junior brother..." Yin Xisheng was afraid that Master Wuwei would offend Ning Mingmei, so he spoke immediately.

Ning Mingmei lowered his eyes. He knew that his words were nine parts sarcasm and one part... reluctance. Thinking of this, he analyzed himself almost indifferently, with a bit of self-mockery: What's the point of saying such things? Under normal circumstances, he would never say such a thing.

But he still smiled: "Forget it, I thought too much. People like Master regard their reputation as a savior as more important than anything else. For this, they can do anything..."

As soon as these words came out, Ning Mingmei was stunned.

Ning Mingmei knew that what he said was very unsophisticated and was no different from what a naive college student would say. But it's okay to just say these words to vent your emotions. He had a premonition that Wuwei Zhenren would be cold and harsh in rebuking him. But he didn't expect...

Zhenren Wuwei looked at him steadily, and at that moment, an expression of disbelief, fear, and even terror flashed across his eyes!

--why is that?

Ning Mingmei had seen similar "incredible" things in some people's eyes, especially in the eyes of Baimian, who was good at Dihua. So he quickly realized that Master Wuwei had been self-deceiving and thinking wrongly at that moment. What could be wrong that could make the world's number one man like Wuwei Zhenren show such fear?

Which sentence in his previous speech could have led to this scene?

"Everything has its own destiny." said the Taoist Wuwei.

He quickly regained his composure, as if the fear he had just felt was just Ning Mingmei's illusion.

And everything in this scene was also seen by Lian Chengyue.

But at this moment, he was thinking about something completely different from Ning Mingmei.

"...Can a supreme being like Wuwei Zhenren also feel fear?"

At that moment, Lian Chengyue was shocked. For a moment, a drop of blood actually leaked from the corner of his lips!

Shi Ruzhuo was also shocked.

Those who practice Taoism must first set their mind before practicing. What supports Lian Chengyue to continue on the path of cultivation is his unwavering determination to become stronger.

The origins of this idea are complex and solid. He was lonely and bullied by people without talent when he was young. When he was young, he was looked down upon by the Lian family because of rules and etiquette. He was confident that he was gifted, but was bullied by mediocre people with their accumulated power. After he became stronger, he was kidnapped by the Lian family in the name of "righteousness" and "ethics"...

Lian Chengyue was unwilling to admit that she would suffer because of this. He always told himself that as long as he became stronger, as long as he became strong enough, he would be fearless!

Being fearless has always been Lian Chengyue's goal. He was unwilling to accept the self he was in his childhood - the self who was obviously talented but was suppressed and criticized by mediocre people. It is obvious that those people are so vulgar, so fragile, and so vulnerable. It is obvious that those people are also afraid of some mundane things: money, emotions, land and houses...they are all meaningless mundane things.

And Lian Chengyue believes that he can do it. He is a gifted genius. As long as he works hard enough and masters enough methods, he will definitely be able to reach the top of the world of immortal cultivation.

But the person recognized as the best in the world in the world of immortal cultivation, the most powerful Wuwei Zhenren, would actually be afraid!

Can't the supreme power overcome all fear? Someone who possesses supreme power...will he still be bound by himself?

Lian Chengyue's heart was greatly shocked. Shi Ruzhuo lived in Lian Chengyue's ring and felt the collision between Lian Chengyue's true energy and the black energy, which almost made him spit out blood. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and help Lian Chengyue organize her true energy.

But the inner demon is ultimately one's own inner demon. Shi Ruzhuo can suppress it temporarily, but cannot eradicate it. Just when he was at his wits' end, the pressure in his palm suddenly loosened.

There was a glimmer of light in Lian Chengyue's dark eyes.

"No, there is one person... there is one person who has no fear and no fear. Even though... he is not a Mahayana cultivator."

"Ning Ming Mei."

"Why are you never afraid, never scared? Why do you always know what you should do?"

"I really want to know where your destination is. If I can get this answer, I won't be wandering in the endless void anymore..."

"What are you talking about?"

Shi Ruzhuo was stunned. He vaguely felt that these words did not sound like Lian Chengyue's words... at least they should not be Lian Chengyue's words at this moment. But when he looked again, Lian Chengyue had fainted. The other inner sect disciples nearby rushed towards him like a tsunami, some taking his pulse, some pinching his Ren Zhong acupoint.

"I know him! He's the guy who joined five student organizations at once! He's also the class president! He does extra homework! He hangs out in the library!"

"Someone died from overwork—"

At the same time, deep in the silent paradise, inside the ice coffin, someone’s eyelids moved slightly.

"Ning Mingmei..."

"Perhaps, I should call you Jiang Mei."

…

Old Eighteen and Old Nineteen hurried into the inner room and asked Ning Mingmei, "Master, what happened?"

Ning Mingmei said without even turning his head: "Your third brother must have been frightened. You should keep an eye on him."

The two were confused about this. But Old Eighteen has always been smart, and Old Nineteen is a silent, loyal, cool guy, so they will naturally get things done properly.

The two disciples left. Ning Mingmei let out a long sigh as he looked out the window at the deep autumn. At this moment, someone came out of the house and called him.

"Master Ning Feng." Ye Xuefei said respectfully, "Master wants to see you."

Ning Mingmei looked at Ye Xuefei. He remembered that this girl also had a special physique in the original work. This special physique made it impossible for Yin Xisheng's magic to erase her memory, so at this moment she should still remember what Bai Ruoru did just now.

But she actually hid this matter so well in her heart, without showing any sign on her face. Not only that, she was still very respectful to Bai Ruoru.

"...It's really good." Ning Mingmei said in a low voice.

He lifted the door curtain and entered the inner room. Through the smoke of the calming incense, Ning Mingmei saw Bai Ruoru.

Beautiful woman lying on the bed. Her long black hair spread out like seaweed, and her face was pale and haggard, but still like a jasmine.

The curse mark of the fox clan temporarily faded from her face.

"Junior brother." Her voice was weak, but still soft and warm. "I'm sorry to have made you worried."

Ning Mingmei looked at her forehead. He said, "Sister, I have some exercises here to calm your mind and nourish your qi. Try practicing them on a daily basis. The effect is very good."

The effects of the techniques Ning Mingmei practiced were naturally very good, although he often used them to suppress his furnace physique. Bai Ruoru could easily see the clues from these techniques.

However, at this moment, he actually taught Bai Ruoru all the skills without missing a word. Ning Mingmei didn't mind Bai Ruoru knowing his identity. But Bai Ruoru suddenly said softly: "...Junior brother, I'm sorry."

"What's there to be sorry about?"

"These are the skills that Junior Brother uses to save his life, right? I know that if other people in the world of immortal cultivation knew that Junior Brother was practicing such skills... it would definitely cause Junior Brother a lot of trouble. If I practiced them, they would easily be able to find clues." Bai Ruoru laughed at herself, "It's all because of my uselessness that Junior Brother had to reveal...his secrets. Junior Brother must have had a very hard time these years..."

Ning Mingmei was startled. He said, "Let those people talk whatever they want. They are just a bunch of flies."

"I will not use this technique. Junior brother, you must know that no matter how strong you are, you will eventually be defeated by the accumulated destruction." Bai Ruoru said softly, "And... I know why I got into trouble. If I don't eradicate this curse... it will be useless."

Ning Mingmei was silent for a moment. He said, "Did Senior Brother Yin come in and tell you just now?"

"Yes. Senior Brother Yin believes that I have the right to know the truth." Bai Ruoru said.

The two of them did it quietly. The late autumn sunlight shines through the window screen, onto the pale back of Ning Mingmei's hands and Bai Ruoru's tired cheeks.

"... Senior Sister." Ning Mingmei finally said, "You are too tired. You should get some sleep first. When you wake up, there will always be a way."

"I have to leave them first."

"Um?"

"Xue Fei, Jing'er, Hong Xiao, Yu Ning..." Bai Ruoru's eyelids were almost unable to open, but she was still counting the names of her disciples one by one, "I have to stay away from them, they don't need a crazy master... Before the problem is solved, I have to stay away from them..."

Her murmuring voice was like a long wisp of smoke.

Ning Mingmei suddenly realized that Bai Ruoru really loved them.

She loves her disciples and also loves the Qingji Sect. She is a very, very good master.

Also a very, very good person.

Would someone like her kill the bloodline left by her sister in order to survive?

The sunlight is dim. Bai Ruoru spoke again: "Junior brother..."

"Um?"

"I didn't tell you about my sister, did I? I always knew I had a sister. Although everyone, even my mother, knew it, I rarely saw her. But I did see her. She had very long, smooth black hair... wearing a light purple dress, sitting under the magnolia tree..." Bai Ruoru closed her eyes and said, "She was frail and sickly, and rarely left the house. The only one who accompanied her was her maid. Mother didn't like us getting along."

“But I actually know.”

"She has a... lover."