Chapter 18 Chapter 18 "They are all used to help with cultivation"...
The peach blossom forest suddenly became silent.
The sword blade glowed with cold light, and the icy edge reflected the familiar profile, with the tip of the sword only half an inch away from the opponent's eyebrows.
"What are you doing?" Ye Yunxi frowned and tried to move the sword in front of him. "What do you mean it's not him? Don't you know who I am?"
Ning Shuangchen remained unmoved. He raised the sword tip lightly, and when it was about to scratch his cheek, he temporarily retracted the sword tip and instead brushed it across Ye Yunxi's neck, instantly leaving a trace of bright red blood on his fair skin.
He stared into those eyes and repeated word by word: "You are not Ye Yunxi."
Ye Yunxi covered his neck in shock for a moment, probably not expecting Ning Shuangchen to really attack him. After a moment, he suddenly let out a shrill, eerie laugh, and his whole face twisted.
At the same time, something strange happened in the peach blossom forest. A strong wind blew up the petals and sand on the ground, forming a huge and fierce whirlwind around the two of them.
Outside the mirror, Ye Yunxi just breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw Ning Shuangchen and the puppet phantom fighting again. The puppet phantom had completely exposed its true identity, revealing a sinister and terrifying face.
What's happening?
Isn't it true that as long as you recognize the illusion, the illusion will be broken by itself?
But looking at the scene in the mirror, it seems that the illusion is still continuing.
Do we need to get rid of the puppet phantom?
Seeing the puppet phantom approaching Ning Shuangchen step by step and all its attacks were killing moves, Ye Yunxi couldn't help but break out in cold sweats on his palms.
If it were in the past, he would not worry about this at all. After all, Ning Shuangchen was the young master of the Shuanghua Sect, and he was more than capable of fighting even against high-level spiritual beasts.
But now they have lost their skills and have no weapons to use, so they can only rely on the swords in their hands to fight with the opponent.
Sword lights intertwined, peach blossoms scattered, and petals all over the ground danced in the wind.
Facing Ning Shuangchen's constant dodging, the puppet phantom pursued him relentlessly, aiming for his vital points with every move. Although his true identity was exposed, the sword moves he used were still exactly the same as Ye Yunxi's.
Ning Shuangchen responded calmly, leading it to the edge of the whirlwind. When the puppet phantom attacked recklessly, he turned around and dodged, taking advantage of its unpreparedness to strike at its weak spot. The sharp tip of his sword pierced the opponent's throat at lightning speed.
The puppet's eyes widened in disbelief, and with a thud, it knelt in front of him.
Ning Shuangchen looked at the ferocious face expressionlessly, then quickly drew out his sword and kicked the puppet phantom into the whirlwind.
At this moment, the wind stopped and the flying flowers stopped too.
Time seemed to stand still.
Only when he saw the shadow on the sundial stop at the last moment did Ye Yunxi feel completely relieved.
The illusion was finally broken.
As the puppet's phantom's soul flew away, the surrounding scenery began to disappear gradually, and the mirror made a slight "crack" sound, breaking into pieces in an instant.
The two worlds merged together again.
The barrier receded, the lake beneath their feet turned back into flat ground, the void on all sides turned back into cave walls, and they returned to the original cave.
Ye Yunxi looked around and didn't notice any changes. Finally, he turned his gaze to Ning Shuangchen who was standing opposite him.
Ning Shuangchen also looked at him.
Even though he didn't know what was going on at first, after experiencing the puppet illusion, he roughly understood that he had unknowingly entered into an illusion.
"Strange." Ye Yunxi looked around the cave again and frowned, "Senior Jiyue clearly said that the truth would be revealed after the illusion was broken, so why is there nothing here..."
Ning Shuangchen asked: "What?"
After realizing that the Senior Jiyue he was talking about should be Master Jiyue, he asked again, "Did you see Master Jiyue?"
Ye Yunxi nodded: "Yes, I saw his consciousness."
He then told him everything that had happened in the illusion, including the conversation between him and Ji Yue Zhen Jun, and all the scenes he saw in the mirror.
When talking about the puppet phantom on Ning Shuangchen's back, there was a hint of disgust and unhappiness in his tone.
Ye Yunxi couldn't help but snorted: "I can't even tell the real from the fake."
So stupid.
However, he was still a little curious and asked, "How did you finally figure it out?"
That puppet phantom looked so much like him. Although he thought Ning Shuangchen was stupid, if he were Ning Shuangchen, he might not be able to tell the difference.
Ning Shuangchen paused and said, "He wants to kill me."
"Hmm?" Ye Yunxi didn't understand, so he glanced at him and said, "Isn't it normal to want to kill you?"
They are old enemies, it would be strange if they didn't want to kill each other.
If they had not fallen off the cliff and were in the same predicament, he and Ning Shuangchen would not be able to coexist peacefully like they do now.
Ning Shuangchen listened to this and narrowed her eyes slightly.
Although he and Ye Yunxi have always regarded each other as enemies, they also know each other best.
He knew that although Ye Yunxi was harsh in words, had a very arrogant temper, and would draw his sword at him at any time, he had never really intended to kill him.
He was just a little arrogant and coquettish, but after all, he was still a young boy who grew up in the midst of everyone's love and had little experience of the world.
If one of them was not from the Yunlan Sect or Shuanghua Sect, maybe they could become friends, or...
Just as he was distracted, the albizzia flowers on the tree suddenly swayed in the wind, and a faint light like a firefly flew out from the stamens, converging into a red beam of light, shooting straight towards the cave wall diagonally opposite them.
Before Ning Shuangchen could reply, Ye Yunxi's attention was first attracted by the red light.
"Look." His eyes turned to the cave wall following the red light: "What is that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the red light suddenly disappeared, and a stone door appeared out of thin air on the wall of the cave. In their sight, the stone door slowly opened to both sides.
Could the way to leave be inside?
The two exchanged glances, understood each other, and walked towards the stone gate tacitly.
The corridor leading inside was not long, and they soon reached the end. At the end was a large room, which was more like a bedroom for people to rest.
The bedroom is divided into three spaces. On one side is the jade bed, on one side is the bathing pool, and the other side is a bit like a tea room and study, with a tea tray, a desk, and a row of quaint bookshelves.
There are stone lamps in every corner, so you can see the scene inside clearly without the need for luminous stones.
After entering, the two stood there and looked around before walking to the sides respectively.
Ning Shuangchen brushed aside the veil and asked while checking the bathtub, "Senior Jiyue, did you say anything else?"
"No more." Ye Yunxi walked to the table, picked up the jade on it and looked at it, and replied: "He only said that after the illusion is broken, the method of leaving will be revealed. As for what it is, I haven't asked clearly, and he disappeared."
He said everything he could, except, of course, the word 'lover'.
Somehow, these three words always sounded a little awkward to him.
Ning Shuangchen hummed thoughtfully: "Maybe we still need to figure it out on our own."
If it were that easy, they would have gotten out from the bottom of the cliff long ago.
Ye Yunxi held the jade and said, "It should be in here."
Otherwise, how could a door and such a large bedroom appear out of nowhere?
The jade in my hand feels warm to the touch and its color is clear, but its shape looks a little strange.
He had many jade pendants and jade rings given by his senior brothers and sisters, but he had never seen anything like this. Ye Yunxi put the jade back in its place and said, "The quality of this jade is not bad."
Ning Shuangchen on the other side turned his head and looked over when he heard the words. When he saw the things on the table, his expression changed slightly. Then he closed his eyes, clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.
Hearing his light cough, Ye Yunxi thought he had discovered something and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ning Shuangchen shook her head calmly: "No, it's okay."
Ye Yunxi didn't notice the strange look on his face. She just thought that Ning Shuangchen had a sore throat and continued to look at the cases.
In addition to this desk, there is another one next to the bookshelf, but the things on it are not suitable for the study at all.
Ye Yunxi couldn't help but frowned slightly: "What is this?"
Whips, chains, handcuffs...
Why does it look like something used for interrogation in a dungeon?
Has anyone been imprisoned here?
Ye Yunxi couldn't understand.
He noticed that Ning Shuangchen was secretly staring at him, so he turned around and asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at me?"
Ning Shuangchen touched the tip of her nose and looked away: "...Nothing."
Ye Yunxi thought he was being inexplicable, so he picked up the things on it, took a look at them, and put them back next to each other, saying, "Is there anything strange in your place?"
Ning Shuangchen walked around the bathtub and shook her head, "Not yet."
Just as he finished speaking, he noticed a robe draped on the bath rack next to the screen. Its light blue color, like the sky after rain, was out of tune with the screen painted with cassia flowers.
He paused, then continued, "There is an outer robe that seems to belong to your Yunlan Sect."
ah?
The uniforms of their Yunlan Sect?
Ye Yunxi put down the handcuffs and walked over.
Sure enough, he saw a light green robe draped over the screen, the color and style of which were exactly the same as the sect's uniforms.
He was now wearing Ning Shuangchen's robe. The clean Yunlan Sect robe was still in Ning Shuangchen's storage bag. The only person who could wear the same robe as him was another Yunlan Sect disciple who had been here.
Ye Yunxi immediately understood: "It's from that senior from the same school."
Neither of them touched each other, and Ning Shuangchen asked again, "Is there anything different about your sect uniforms?"
Ye Yunxi knew what he meant. If there was any difference, he would be able to infer the identity of that senior fellow student.
Unfortunately not.
Ye Yunxi shook his head.
The Yunlan Sect places the greatest emphasis on treating everyone equally. From the elders of each hall to the new disciples, everyone wears the same sect uniform. The only difference is probably the accessories they wear.
Unable to obtain any further information from the robe, the two gave up and looked elsewhere.
Ye Yunxi walked around the bath rack and went behind the screen. Behind it were a low couch and a low table. On the low table were many jade bottles for elixirs and porcelain jars for ointments.
There seems to be words on it?
He had just reached out for the jade bottle when Ning Shuangchen suddenly appeared behind him.
"That's the Hehuan Powder commonly used by Fengyue Sect disciples. They use it specifically on the furnace." Ning Shuangchen leaned against the screen and finally couldn't help but remind him: "Everything here is related to Fengyue Sect, including the jade you just touched... um, and those whip chains... They are all used to help them practice."
Finally, he added, "It's best not to touch it."
How else can the Fengyue Sect practice?
No matter how slow Ye Yunxi was, he finally reacted to Ning Shuangchen's words.
No wonder the shape of that jade is so strange.
So...so that's what it is!
Thinking about what he had just touched, Ye Yunxi's whole face turned red instantly.
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