Chapter 25: Ye Mansion "Eight years ago, I went down the mountain to travel and passed by Ye Mansion...
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and raised his hand to wave it twice in front of the man in green.
The man in green calmly picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, then started chewing with his cheeks puffed out.
After making sure that this person really couldn't see him, Xie Wuyang withdrew his hand, with a vague guess in his mind.
This should be the memory of the one who created the illusion.
In the world of cultivation, there are many illusions created by obsessions, but the owners of the illusions generally do not want outsiders to disturb their dreams, so there are very few people who can truly enter their memories.
Xie Wuyang didn't know whether he should praise himself for being lucky.
While he was thinking, the man in blue had already taken the last bite of food, picked up the sword on the table, stood up, and walked towards the door of the restaurant with a swagger.
Xie Wuyang had read in a book that when entering the memories of the owner of an illusion, the place one settled in was generally an important place in the memories. In other words, this restaurant either had an important person of the owner of the illusion, or it was the restaurant itself.
If they want to get out of the illusion, they may have to figure out who the owner of the illusion is and what his purpose is in order to break the illusion.
Xie Wuyang suddenly remembered the man in blue who had just sat opposite him. As he was thinking about it, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Follow me."
The familiar voice made Xie Wuyang turn his head subconsciously. When he saw Yun Wanzhou's face, his eyebrows jumped with fear. He asked tentatively, "Master?"
As soon as he said this, Xie Wuyang thought of the scene where "Yun Wanzhou" strangled him before he fell into coma.
Although he had Yun Wanzhou's spiritual power, he was only a Qi Refiner after all. The naked eye could not see the transformations of the monster. His heart was hanging in the air as he looked at the person in front of him.
Until Yun Wanzhou met his gaze and warned him quietly, "We're about to lose that person."
Xie Wuyang suddenly came back to his senses and confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.
The person who could speak in such a tone was undoubtedly Yun Wanzhou.
Just as Xie Wuyang was about to speak, he glanced at Yun Wanzhou's side and noticed that it was empty. He couldn't help but think of Xu Pingsheng, who was traveling with them. "Didn't Senior Brother Xu pester Master to study swordsmanship? Why can't I see him here?"
Yun Wanzhou didn't stop walking as a cold voice came from the front, "I cast a spell on him that can detect his location. He didn't enter his memories, but went to find Yuqin. You and I need to protect the illusion before he finds Yuqin."
Xie Wuyang nodded thoughtfully.
This fantasy world was mysterious and unpredictable, and danger could come at any moment. Xu Pingsheng was alone, and if he got hurt, he would have to consider himself unlucky.
I don’t know when he will be able to find Yuqin.
The man in green seemed to be very interested in children's toys. The two followed him around the street and finally bought only a bamboo dragonfly.
By the time he paid the money with satisfaction, Xie Wuyang's steps had become a little heavy.
Logically speaking, living people should not feel anything in an illusion, but for some reason, the illusion of the Blue Sea seemed to consume a lot of spiritual energy. Xie Wuyang felt that the spiritual energy in his body was vaguely running out.
Xie Wuyang subconsciously glanced at Yun Wanzhou and found that he looked normal, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Perhaps it’s because the gap between the Demon Lord and the Qi Refiner is too huge, and I haven’t adapted to it yet, which leads to this illusion.
Just as Xie Wuyang was hesitating between holding on and letting Yun Wanzhou cast a spell to relieve the pain, Yun Wanzhou seemed to have noticed something and stopped before Xie Wuyang could make a choice.
"Wait."
Xie Wuyang raised his head in confusion, "Master, did you discover something?"
Immediately afterwards, Xie Wuyang saw Yun Wanzhou take off the broken snow from his waist.
The scabbard of the Broken Snow Sword is silver-white and shines brightly in the light.
Five hundred years later, there were many different opinions about Yun Xianzun's spiritual weapon.
Some people say that this spiritual weapon can compete with the Demon Lord's Quexie and is probably one of the best in the world.
Some people also said that Yun Wanzhou’s spiritual weapon was made from the spiritual marrow of a living person and was an evil sword.
All in all, none of the statements that Xie Wuyang heard were reliable.
Xie Wuyang had seen the power of the shattered snow countless times. Every time Yun Wanzhou drew his sword, it was mostly to open a way for them to survive.
Just when Xie Wuyang thought that Yun Wanzhou would gather his spiritual power on the sword as usual and cut through this inexplicable illusion or something else with one sword, broken snow fell right under Xie Wuyang's nose.
Xie Wuyang glanced at the broken snow twice, then met Yun Wanzhou's frosty eyes in confusion, "Master, what do you mean by this?"
Yun Wanzhou handed the broken snow forward, "My spiritual power is on the broken snow, it will make you feel better."
Xie Wuyang raised his eyes slightly, a look of surprise flashing across his face, "You gave me the Broken Snow?"
If I had known earlier, Yun Xianzun always kept his sword with him and never lent it to others. The two times that Xie Wuyang had used it were also when he suddenly pulled it out without permission when Yun Wanzhou was not prepared.
"You know my spiritual power..." Xie Wuyang pursed his lips, but was interrupted by Yun Wanzhou before he could finish his words.
"Um."
Yun Wanzhou's answer made Xie Wuyang a little at a loss. He wanted to follow Yun Wanzhou's example and put the broken snow on his waist, but he found that there was no place on his waist to hang the sword. He could only raise his hand slightly and turn the broken snow into a small object and carry it with him.
When Xie Wuyang came back to his senses, he noticed that he had subconsciously turned the broken snow into the same ring shape as Quexie.
Thinking of the spiritual weapon that had accompanied him in battles for decades in his previous life, Xie Wuyang couldn't help but rub the broken snow on his index finger.
Just as Yun Wanzhou said, he carried the Broken Snow Sword with him all year round, and the spiritual power remaining in the sword was very strong. When Xie Wuyang held him in his arms, it was like holding a piece of warm jade, and his whole body felt comfortable.
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Rumor has it that Yangzhou City once had a richest man named Ye Liang.
As his name suggests, Ye Liang is humble and polite. He never bullies others by relying on the huge wealth left by his ancestors. On the contrary, Ye Liang often gives porridge to the poor and is a kind person praised by everyone in Yangzhou City.
However, when Ye Liang became the richest man in Yecheng, he was still young and energetic, and he was a playboy who was always fond of women. As a result, he owed many romantic debts.
However, this person was not destined to have many children and grandchildren. Even so, he only had a pair of children.
When Xie Wuyang and Yun Wanzhou arrived at the Ye Mansion, they saw the sign of the Ye Mansion and paused.
Strangely enough, five hundred years later, before Xie Wuyang succeeded the Demon Lord, he passed through Yangzhou and also visited this place.
However, the Ye Mansion had already been in decline for hundreds of years at that time and was no longer as prosperous as it is today.
At that time, Xie Wuyang was sitting in a noodle shop opposite the Ye Mansion, watching the scene in front of him coldly. He did not feel sorry that the former richest man in Yangzhou City had fallen here.
When he was young, he had seen too many rich people. Those people had wealth but were very self-righteous and arrogant. They were just a group of self-righteous fools.
Even though Ye Liang was considered a good man by the people in the cultivation world, Xie Wuyang didn't believe it.
Yun Wanzhou, who was standing by, suddenly spoke up, "Eight years ago, when I went down the mountain to travel and passed by the Ye Mansion, the Ye Mansion had already fallen."
Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on Yun Wanzhou's profile.
I don’t know whether I should say it was fate, but Yun Wanzhou had actually been here.
Eight years ago...
The Ye family was defeated even earlier.
The formation of the illusion of the Azure Sea took at least several years, so...
Could it be that the owner of the illusion is someone from the Ye Mansion?
After hearing Yun Wanzhou's words, Xie Wuyang lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then walked into the gate of Ye Mansion as if no one was around.
Decorate with lights and gather together.
As soon as Xie Wuyang came in, he was dazzled by the red lanterns hanging in the corridor.
No one knew what happy event was going on in the Ye Mansion. Maids and servants were rushing in and out around the two of them. Two of them even went straight through Xie Wuyang's body and hurried out.
Xie Wuyang looked down at his almost transparent body, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help feeling surprised.
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from not far away. Xie Wuyang subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the source, only to be met with an arrogant and domineering face. "You blind thing, if you burn me, can you bear the consequences?"
The maid knelt on the ground with a "thump" sound and kowtowed twice to the woman, her voice trembling, "I know I was wrong. Sixth Aunt is magnanimous. I hope you will forgive me this time..."
The Sixth Aunt stared down at the maid's lowered head and stepped on her shoulder. "Do you know how much the vase you broke is worth?"
Even from a distance, Xie Wuyang could clearly see that the moment the Sixth Aunt finished speaking, the maid's body trembled, "This servant... This servant doesn't know..."
The Sixth Aunt smiled, moved her toes from her shoulders to the maid's chin, and gently lifted it up, looking at the face.
Although she had a beautiful face, her words were extremely vicious. "You have a nice face, but it just so happens that the master is raising money for the construction of the Yangzhou Bridge recently, and as his wife, I also want to help the master with some of the work."
The maid suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart.
The Sixth Aunt retracted her foot, bent down and patted the maid's cheek, "Come here, sell him to Zuichunlou for me."
"Sixth Aunt, Sixth Aunt, please forgive me. I still have my younger brother at home, and he's still waiting for me..."
Seeing the other person's ugly appearance, Sixth Aunt's mood became even better. She was just thinking of showing mercy and giving this lowly maid a few more words of advice when a cold light suddenly flashed past her ears, accompanied by a clear voice, "Aunt, are you bullying people here again?"
Looking at the sword halfway buried in the ground, Sixth Aunt turned pale with fear.
Hearing the noise, the maid raised her head cautiously. The moment she saw the person coming, she rushed over as if she had seen a savior, and said, "Second Miss, please help me beg for mercy and save me and my brother."
The Second Young Lady glanced at the maid calmly, then shifted her gaze to the Sixth Aunt, "Aunt, what happened here?"
The Sixth Aunt hadn't recovered from the sword strike that nearly nicked her, and now, hearing this, she was even more furious, laughing in anger. "It's just that this maid was blind and broke the master's favorite vase. If An Nan wants her, she can take her away. I just wonder if the master would think that An Nan's behavior is disrespectful to her elders and arrogant if he tells about what happened today?"
Anan had her long hair tied up high on her head. She wore a black shirt with tight sleeves and a pair of silver wristbands. Her temperament was no less than that of boys of the same age.
"It's okay." Anan ignored the threat of the Sixth Aunt. He walked straight to the maid and helped her up. In front of the Sixth Aunt, he pulled out the sword that had just brushed her ear and put it back into the sheath.
This man has a very good physique. Although he is a bit domineering, he is a good candidate for sword practice.
Xie Wuyang judged in his heart.
"Rumor has it that the second young lady of the Ye family grew up in a village. She was unruly and unruly, with a singular obsession with swordsmanship and magic." Xie Wuyang pursed his lips. "I heard that in the end, in order to cultivate Taoism, she ignored her father Ye Liang's objections and followed a Taoist priest from the Lotus Mist Sect. She has not been heard from since."
I don’t know whether this rumor is true or not.
Ye Nan had offended the arrogant Sixth Aunt, so he probably wouldn't be able to enjoy the dinner today.
She grabbed the maid's hand, greeted Sixth Aunt coldly, and took her out of the front yard.
The place where Ye Nan lives doesn't look like a young lady's residence at all. It is out of place with the magnificent Ye family mansion. An Nan's courtyard is only very small.
A small piece of vacant land, a vegetable garden with something unknown planted in it, and a house.
If a guest came here, he would probably never imagine who lives here.
There was no maid serving in Ye Nan's yard. There was only her and a few unopened swords.
It is not difficult to see how much the young lady of the Ye family loves swords.
While Anan was helping the maid find medicine, Xie Wuyang squatted between the two of them and looked at them silently.
When Xie Wuyang was in the courtyard, he did not find the man in blue. After listening to Yun Wanzhou's description, he realized that Ye Nan was also an important figure in the Ye Mansion, and perhaps he could find some clues from him.
However, compared with the description of Ye Nan in the rumors in the cultivation world, Xie Wuyang's view of Ye Nan is very different.
Ye Nan was a kind-hearted person, as he offended the concubine in the mansion for a maid. So why did he commit such a heinous crime later?
Sixth Aunt stepped on the maid without mercy. Anan noticed it on the way and her knee must have been injured.
Ye Nan took out a bottle of golden wound medicine from a small box, handed it to the maid, and said calmly, "This medicine was given to me by my brother. It can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. You can use it."
"Second Miss," the maid raised her hand to refuse, "I am of low status, how can I use such a valuable item?"
Anan forced the medicine into the maid's hand and said, "This bottle of medicine has been stored for a few years. My brother gave me some new ones, so I don't need it anymore. If you don't want it, please throw it away for me."
In the whole mansion, An Nan is the only one who practices sword all year round, so she suffers from injuries both big and small all the time. Ye Liang often ignores her, and An Nan thinks it is too troublesome to hire a doctor, so only the young master of the Ye family, her brother, pays attention to her often.
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