Chapter 85 The Truth (I) “Where is she?”
"Brother Chao, nice to meet you again."
When we met again, Chao Qulai was already in prison.
Looking at his former junior brother who had changed beyond recognition, Chao Qulai did not feel like reminiscing about the past. He just raised his eyebrows as a response.
It really is him.
"I can agree to your request, but my sister must leave safely."
The spiritual energy coming from Chao Qulai echoed in the cave, allowing the two to hear his words clearly.
He was not a stubborn person. Now that the situation had come to this point and the Immortal Lord Miaomiao was nowhere to be found, even if he was unwilling to trade with these lunatics, he had to compromise.
"That's easy. Fairy Lord Jiali knows nothing about it, so how could we make things difficult for her?" Seeing that Chao Qulai agreed, the black shadow did not make things difficult for him too much.
He slightly turned his body to make way for Chao Qulai.
"No need, it's right here." Unexpectedly, Xuan Hui stopped the two of them and said, "It's just to unlock the soul contract, why do we need to make room?"
His expression was cold as he reached out to take out Mingyao's soul from his treasure bag.
Hearing his words, the spiritual power rose up, and a light green light covered his pupils, sweeping over Xuan Hui's body. In just a few breaths, he saw Xuan Hui thoroughly.
"I said that Immortal Xuan Hui had reached the Mahayana realm and was about to ascend to heaven. How could he be related to the evil spirits that rebelled against the immortals?"
"So your death is approaching."
Chao Qulai laughed loudly, abruptly stopping Xuan Hui's movements.
Xuan Hui looked at his eyes covered with spiritual power, his eyes turned colder, and the long sword in his hand hummed, as if it was about to be unsheathed.
After Chao Qu escaped from the fairy mountain, he no longer used spiritual power. Even though Xuan Hui had been chasing him relentlessly before, he never thought of using spiritual power.
But now that there was no way forward, he had to mobilize his spiritual power and use magic to see clearly Xuan Hui's current situation.
When things are full, they will eventually become empty. Chao Qulai's cultivation has now reached the highest level, and his state is exactly the same as when he first saw the mountain master.
The irony in his eyes could not be suppressed.
As expected, the descendant of the mountain master is just a rat like him when it comes to life and death.
Hundreds of years ago
【Xuyu Xianshan】
Early morning at the hour of Mao.
Most monks practice and attend classes according to the schedule.
The front mountain is sparsely populated, making it a perfect place to find a tree and take a nap.
Chao Qulai has never been someone who is willing to attend classes honestly. Now that he has achieved the Golden Elixir, he has become even more lazy. He often skips classes, finds an inconspicuous fairy palace, finds a tree that is neither too tall nor too short, closes his eyes and prepares to fall asleep.
He wasn't interested in spiritual cultivation and ascension, but he was quite interested in the art of soul cultivation. After the golden elixir was formed, spiritual energy could flow continuously through the spiritual veins, allowing him to practice the art of soul cultivation at all times.
The art of soul-watching was a modified and improved technique he learned from his teacher.
The original technique could only observe the flow of a person's spiritual energy and meridians, as well as whether the soul of heaven, earth, and man was missing from his soul.
It's really useless.
Because he studied the classics in the fairy mountain and made some changes. Although it was not very stable and he occasionally got lucky, he could still judge the rise and fall of spiritual power and the probability of successfully breaking through the realm.
Out of curiosity, he didn't tell anyone and secretly looked at all the cultivators he could see in the fairy mountain.
The cultivators of the same period could only see whether they could achieve the golden elixir and how long it would take. Then they would use the results to gamble money with some cultivators who were about to break through. Soon, it became boring, so he wanted to try to see what the teachers in the fairy mountain could do.
Unfortunately, perhaps because the gap in their realms was too great, he couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely see that there was a golden light in the soul of each teacher.
He became curious.
So he put aside all other spiritual matters and focused on practicing his soul-watching technique.
Now I have achieved some success.
When he has mastered this technique, he will definitely show off in front of Jia Li.
At that time, he was lying on the tree with his legs crossed, thinking about Jiali's face which always looked very unconvinced, and he burst out laughing.
"Who's in the tree?"
It was this laughter that gave him away.
A spiritual force struck him and he rolled under a tree. He originally thought that he was caught by the patrolling monks and was about to beg for mercy with his eloquent words.
As soon as he looked up, his eyes felt a sharp pain, and before he could react, tears began to flow.
The soul-viewing technique cannot withstand the spiritual power of this person's soul.
He quickly tried to remove the spell.
But strangely, the soul-reading technique seemed to have lost control and could not be dispelled for a long time. He could only lower his head and try not to look at this person.
"Which sect leader's monk is doing here at this time?"
The voice was intimidating without being angry. As soon as Chao Qulai heard one sentence, he realized that this person was the mountain master.
The Mountain Master back then wasn't the current one. After the death of Immortal Lord Dianqing, Xuanqing was supposed to be the Mountain Master, but one of the elders had already passed the realm-breaking barrier and became the Mountain Master.
This mountain master looks like a military commander who is awe-inspiring without even getting angry.
He is usually very old-fashioned and doesn't know how to compromise. If you fall into his hands, you will probably end up in trouble.
What bad luck.
He sighed secretly, put on a smile, and tried to avoid the disaster: "Mountain Master, I am a soul cultivator. I have reached a bottleneck recently, so I thought of wandering around."
He lowered his head and looked at the feet of the mountain master in front of him. His out-of-control soul-viewing technique made his head ache and he even began to have hallucinations.
Watching the mountain master's feet slowly transform into the roots of dead vines and old trees, golden light hidden within them, firmly rooted in the ground.
The scene was extremely strange, and he was so mesmerized that he didn't even hear the mountain master's questions.
The mountain master used his spiritual power to force his head up, and what came into view was not the mountain master's usual solemn and stern face, but a face that was extremely withered, like a face woven from dead branches, without a trace of life.
Although the spiritual power is abundant, it is just a spent force.
His soul-reading skills had reached their limit. He was sweating profusely and soon fainted. He fell seriously ill when he returned home.
…
Thinking of the past.
Chao Qulai looked at the equally serious Immortal Lord Xuanhui in front of him.
He took a few steps forward, the green light in his eyes gradually deepened, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Why, Immortal Lord, you don't believe it?"
Staring at his face, she raised her hand and pointed casually: "It's just a dead tree."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Xuanhui sword slashed towards him fiercely.
He walked forward without running or hiding, with a meaningful smile on his face, until the sword light was about to reach him.
The black shadow made a move: "Alright, the hostility here is too strong, it's not easy to break the soul contract. Walk a few more steps and move to the previous place. Both of you should calm down."
He shrugged his shoulders and followed indifferently. When he passed by Xuan Hui, his eyes silently slid across the treasure bag in his hand, and his fingers moved slightly.
A streak of light sank into it and disappeared in an instant.
**
In the Ten Mirrors
Mingyao felt somewhat embarrassed. Well, this was going to make things even more troublesome. She gently nudged Xuanxiu and whispered, "We need to get down to business."
Xuanxiu obediently let go of his hand.
There was a smug look on his face, and he was smiling like a flower jumping around.
Mingyao's face turned even hotter. She avoided his gaze, cleared her throat, looked aimlessly at the sky and the earth, and after a while of random busyness, she gradually regained her composure.
"Didn't you say there was a way to get out?" Mingyao remembered that when the two of them were talking at the same time, Xuanxiu said that he had a way to make them get married, so she spoke up to bring the topic back to where it had gone off track.
Xuanxiu, his hair smoothed out, worked very efficiently. He shook his head and said, "That method takes too long."
"I can offer some of my immortal power as a sacrifice to feed this world, which will also help me get out."
Mingyao was stunned: "So simple?"
Why didn’t you say it earlier in the morning?
Hearing the implication of her words, Xuanxiu smiled and said, "I just remembered it after hearing what Ayao said."
Immortal Lord Miaomiao's eyes sparkled, and he seemed to vaguely mention what had just happened. For a moment, Mingyao was confused. It was the first time that she blurted out her love, and she felt more or less uncomfortable. Being mentioned repeatedly like this, Mingyao couldn't help but feel embarrassed and angry, and she didn't ask about the method in detail for a while.
"Since you...you have a way, then I'll go out and wait for you." Ming Yao hurriedly said and ran out.
He bumped into the young monk who was outside the door and was hesitating whether to go in or not.
The young monk scratched his head and said, "I have an unwelcome request. I wonder if you can agree to it, young lady."
"If possible, could you please not return the ten mirrors to the demon tribe?"
The young monk did not give a reason, but when Mingyao saw the young monk, he couldn't help but care about the fate of marriage that he had not taken seriously before after talking about it with Xuanxiu.
"Okay, I'll try my best." Mingyao simply agreed.
Then ten mirrors appeared in a flash.
She was so flustered that she didn't notice her body was gone from the treasure bag. She just curled up, pinching her fingertips, thinking about vague things over and over again.
Right now, as long as Miaomiao comes out, everything will be almost over. According to Miaomiao's combat power, Xuanhui is definitely not her opponent. By then, as long as Xuanhui is forced to tell the truth, he will most likely know the truth.
Going home... should be easy.
Miaomiao... probably wouldn't stop her.
Mingyao twisted his lips and began to worry about nothing.
She didn't know if it was because the treasure bag was too cramped, but she stared at her feet. A stream of light came from nowhere and sank into her soul. It looked familiar to her.
It was not until the shackles that had been binding her in her soul were broken that she suddenly realized.
It is a technique to capture souls coming and going.
Did he untie her?
No time to think about it.
Mingyao only felt her soul lighten. Although she was in the treasure bag, she could not be stopped.
She felt like she was about to fly away, her heart tightened, and she realized that her body was no longer in the bag. In desperation, she could only watch herself getting farther and farther away from the ten mirrors.
It floats in the air for who knows how long.
Like sinking into the soil, soft, moist, and reassuring. She opened her eyes and saw stones above her head.
I sat up suddenly and heard faint voices beside me.
"That evil ghost looks really scary."
"That's right, I don't know when the adults will be back."
Mingyao was still a little confused. It was only when he touched a small concave spot on his wrist and saw the red rope that he realized he had returned to his physical body.
She was lying on a stone bed. Two little demons were standing beside the bed, guarding her with their backs to her, and they didn't realize that she had woken up.
and……
Mingyao's gaze followed the two little demons into the distance.
His body suddenly stiffened.
I couldn't help shaking.
Is that... the man-eating evil ghost we first encountered in the ghost town?
Even though he had experienced many life and death situations, Mingyao couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this evil ghost again.
It was like a ghost town, blood and cold wind wrapped around the ground, and the broken limbs and arms were rolling towards her again.
Or perhaps her gaze alarmed the evil spirit.
The evil ghost, who had been motionless like a puppet and didn't even blink, slowly raised his head and met Mingyao's eyes.
Mingyao was shocked.
Get up and try to run.
Unexpectedly, her soul suddenly left her body, and her flesh body fell heavily back onto the stone bed, startling the two little demons guarding her.
The little demon who had cultivated into a human form had already achieved some accomplishments. He could see Mingyao's soul. When their eyes met, the little demon was frightened by Mingyao and screamed.
Mingyao quickly jumped back into her body. Thanks to the red rope that Xuanxiu gave her, she was able to faintly call upon the three-point immortal power that she had previously obtained from Xuanxiu.
Although I don't know any magic, at least I have some idea in mind.
Mingyao held a little demon in each hand and knocked them unconscious.
Looking at the evil ghost staring at him hungrily, Mingyao wanted to escape.
But the evil ghost was one step ahead and blocked her way, forcing Mingyao to subconsciously use the spiritual power in her hand to attack the evil ghost.
There was only a shrill scream, and the immortal power restrained the evil ghost.
Mingyao seized the opportunity and turned to run.
She had just run two steps when she felt a chill on her wrist. It turned out that the evil ghost had come around again.
"21st century."
Mingyao wanted to use his magical powers to drive her away, but the evil ghost suddenly spoke in human language, "You are from the 21st century."
The evil ghost's face was pale, and her eyes were bloodshot. She looked extremely terrifying. Perhaps because she hadn't spoken for too long, each word she spoke was difficult, but her voice was exceptionally clear: "Me too. You, come with me. I can help you get back."
The commotion here was so loud that Mingyao didn't have time to think too much.
When the evil ghost mentioned the 21st century, the last words left by Chu Ji before his death suddenly flashed through her mind -
"You think... you're the only one?"
There was a noise outside the cave.
Mingyao didn't dare to delay any longer. She looked at the evil ghost who had once wanted to eat her. Feeling the remaining immortal power in her body, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
…
The change happened too fast and too suddenly.
When Xuan Hui and his group arrived, there were only two little demons that had been knocked unconscious.
The flesh/body, evil spirits, and bright light are all gone.
Xuan Hui's face looked extremely ugly. He looked into the treasure bag and found that there was no trace of Ming Yao's soul left.
"What did you do?" Xuan Hui grabbed Chao Qulai's neck with one hand, his eyes bloodshot.
The result he had been longing for was now in vain, and he could hardly control the anger in his heart.
Chao Qulai's face was pinched until it was blue and purple, but he still had that nonchalant look on his face, and he laughed intermittently: "Xuan Hui... don't be so anxious... get angry... ah..."
"Your...trouble...is here. You...should run."
"Look... that traitorous immortal... is much smarter."
Before he finished speaking, spiritual power came through the wind and brushed past Xuan Hui's ear, causing blood to drip.
The one restrained by this spiritual power was the rebellious immortal who had just escaped at some unknown time.
Outside the door, the wind was roaring.
A tall figure slowly walked in from outside.
He had a polite smile on his face and his hands were stained with blood.
"Brother, where is she?"
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