Chapter 67: Under the untainted candlelight, a handsome and tall figure appeared...
"Next door?" Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes, tightened his grip, and asked in a stern tone, "When did the courtyard next door appear?"
When he arrived, he just looked around the disciples' dormitory and never noticed any courtyard next to it.
The lotus-shaped disciple wailed in pain, "I told you it's an abandoned courtyard. The entrance has long been covered with weeds. How can it be so easy to find it?"
"Lead the way." Xie Wuyang's voice was dark and unclear.
Before the wax apple disciple could figure out what was going on, the force on his shoulders suddenly loosened.
Sensing that the surrounding pressure had completely faded, the lotus disciple's eyes darkened and he turned his palm and pushed it behind him.
The spiritual power that had been gathered for a long time burst out in an instant and attacked Xie Wuyang directly!
In an instant, yellow earth flew and fog filled the sky.
The flash of inspiration disappeared in an instant, followed by a roar.
The lotus-tree disciple gritted his teeth and looked back.
He had used all his strength in that palm strike just now. Even if he was at the Nascent Soul stage, it would be impossible for him to escape unscathed if he was caught off guard.
Thinking of this, Lianwu disciple's heart began to beat wildly. He spat in the direction where Xie Wuyang disappeared with a sarcastic look on his face, "He's just a demon from the evil sect, nothing to worry about..."
"What's missing?" A chuckle came from above.
I saw a man about thirty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, standing in the air.
He was standing on a black iron sword, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, and a hint of amusement flashed in his indifferent eyes.
Like a king who looks down upon the world with arrogance and determination.
"Let me guess..." Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and stretched out his voice, "Are you trying to say there's nothing to be afraid of?"
The Lianwu disciple took two steps back in horror, "How on earth did you...how on earth did you..."
"Do you really think I would trust you so much and be completely defenseless?" As he spoke, Xie Wuyang pointed his toes and jumped off the sword.
As he was about to land, a golden spiritual power rose from the soles of his feet and was not retracted into his body until his feet touched the ground.
If the Lianwu disciples were only guessing about Xie Wuyang's cultivation level just now, then now, the golden light was enough to overturn the Lianwu disciples' cognition.
A protective aura that can protect its master independently, above the Nascent Soul stage.
And what he just used was clearly the spiritual power of the Mahayana period.
Xie Wuyang put away the magic sword and approached the direction of the Lianwu disciples step by step.
He took a step forward, and the Lianwu disciples took a step back.
Until one of his feet stepped on empty stone steps, the wax apple disciple leaned back and sat down on the ground.
"You... who are you?"
There are only a handful of people in the world of cultivation who have achieved this level of cultivation, and half of them have hidden their identities and are scattered in the world.
The only person he knew well was Yunxianzun of Cangqiong Mountain.
The demon world has been suppressed by the immortal sect for several years, and no one has ever heard of anyone reaching the Mahayana stage.
So who is this person you?
In just a short moment, countless speculations flashed through the minds of the lotus disciple.
The demon clan has been very active in recent years, and nearly half of the elders are wandering around in various immortal sects.
They, ordinary disciples of the immortal sect, had seen a few of them, but they could not match the name of the person in front of them in their memory.
The Demon Lord has not appeared for several years. The demons say that the current Demon Lord is cruel and licentious, brave but not wise, and is truly a waste.
Could it be that contrary to the rumors, the Demon Lord appears decadent on the surface, but is actually secretly cultivating his confidants?
Thinking of this, Lianwu disciple pursed his lips and calmly shifted his gaze away from Xie Wuyang.
"Two choices." Xie Wuyang half-knelt down in front of the Lianwu disciples, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, making people feel terrified.
Xie Wuyang stretched out a finger and said calmly, "First, I killed you and absorbed your spiritual power."
The other finger slowly raised, "Second, take me to find the owner of the jade pendant, and I will let you live."
He now shares the same honor and disgrace with Yun Wanzhou, and it is impossible for him to say such vicious words in the identity of Xie Wuyang.
In order to avoid being recognized, Xie Wuyang took advantage of the chaos to perform a disguise on himself.
At this moment, in the eyes of Lianwu disciples, there was nothing but a complete stranger.
Xie Wuyang suddenly came closer, raised his hand and pulled the jade pendant away from the other person's hand, his eyes narrowed dangerously, "How?"
Disciple Lianwu swallowed his saliva and forced himself to steady his voice, "I'll take you there."
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As one of the three great immortals, although the Lianwu Sect has many disciples, there are only a few hundred inner disciples who can truly receive the sect's true teachings.
In addition, the elders' closed disciples all live in the elders' courtyard, so the inner disciples' dormitories are even more sparsely populated.
The abandoned courtyard mentioned by the Lianwu disciple just now was the one that was vacated later when the number of inner disciples decreased.
As Lianwu's disciple said, this courtyard would be extremely difficult to detect unless people knew about it in advance.
Xie Wuyang followed behind the Lianwu disciple, with black mist lingering in his palm and the other end loosely wrapped around the Lianwu disciple's neck.
With just a little effort, the wax apple disciple would die instantly.
The weeds blocking the entrance were swept away by the spiritual energy, gradually revealing the courtyard behind.
The ground is covered with dead leaves, and the whole garden is golden, which makes the scene look particularly desolate.
This place has been uninhabited for a long time. Even the disciples who come to clean the place have never been here. There is no sign of living people.
As he stepped into the courtyard, Xie Wuyang couldn't help but frown.
"Where did you see the jade pendant in your hand?"
Disciple Lianwu took two more steps forward, half-crouched on the stone steps, turned around and said, "It's right here."
"Are you sure?" Xie Wuyang quickly scanned the surrounding layout and frowned.
If Jiang Lin wanted to keep Yun Wanzhou, he would have to use the excuse of being a distinguished guest to stop the rumors.
Xie Wuyang had already seen the interests involved in this matter in his previous life.
However, this place has been abandoned for a long time and is even worse than a dungeon. It is definitely not a good place to go.
Even though Xie Wuyang knew that the possibility of Jiang Lin hiding Yun Wanzhou here was extremely small, he still couldn't help but walk to the door and stop.
It was already late at night, and even in the moonlight, I could only see the vague outline of the door in front of me.
Xie Wuyang stood there, staring at the door in front of him for a long time.
It was not until the spiritual power in his hand lost its strength due to distraction and the lotus disciple groaned that Xie Wuyang suddenly came back to his senses.
He raised his hand and a rope made of talisman paper flew out, tying up Lianwu's disciple. Then he took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the room.
The darkness is even worse.
The moonlight could not shine in, and there was no candle in the room. Except for the light coming from behind Xie Wuyang, it was pitch dark.
"Master...?" Xie Wuyang called out and took two steps inside.
No one responded.
The disciple dormitory is not big. It is just a room and you can see the end after walking a few steps.
Perhaps it was because he had been looking for Yun Wanzhou for too long, and he came to Lianwu from his dream, and then came here after hearing what Jiang Shutong said.
The more he couldn't find it, the more he wanted to find it.
Xie Wuyang turned around with a gloomy expression and met the gaze of the Lianwu disciples outside the door.
During the time he was in the house, this disciple was also not quiet. The fallen leaves under him were empty and full of traces of struggle.
It’s a pity that the rope used by Xie Wuyang was under a spell that suppressed spiritual power, so it was not easy to break free.
The disciple had no way to struggle and could only stay where he was, staring at Xie Wuyang with gritted teeth.
Xie Wuyang's expression remained unchanged as he stepped over the threshold. Without making a sound, his spiritual power surrounded the courtyard.
Yun Wanzhou is not here, so where did the jade pendant come from?
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang paused and a bold guess suddenly popped up in his mind.
This jade pendant either belonged to Yun Wanzhou or Jiang Shutong.
No matter who they are, there must be something fishy about their appearance here.
Xie Wuyang's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the threshold behind him.
When he first entered the courtyard, he paid attention to the layout of the surroundings, but ignored the ground.
Is there such a threshold when you first get started?
Once some speculations emerge, all the previous signs begin to appear one after another.
Such a desolate place, no one goes there, how did this disciple of Lianwu know about it?
Xie Wuyang's eyes darkened, and his sharp gaze instantly fell on the Lianwu disciple.
The Lianwu disciple shuddered all over, but before he could get scared, the sword in Xie Wuyang's hand was unsheathed and pointed directly at the Lianwu disciple's forehead.
"This place is as empty as smoke, how could an ordinary disciple come here?!"
The sword light passed through the eyes of the Lotus Wu disciple. The Lotus Wu disciple's eyes trembled, and suddenly came back to his senses, "I... I often come here to practice sword."
Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
As he spoke, Xie Wuyang clenched the jade pendant in his hand, stood up, and glanced around without hesitation, finally stopping at the door in front of him.
He had clearly checked and found the house empty.
But for some reason, he had an intuition that was almost a firm belief.
Xie Wuyang stepped forward and said, "You have set up a barrier here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Wuyang turned his palm, and the magic sword flew out from behind him in an instant, breaking through the wind!
"boom--"
The two spiritual powers collided, and a huge pressure swept around.
The pupils of the wax apple disciple widened, and he tried to crawl away using his hands and feet, but he was restrained by the ropes and had no spiritual power left. He only had time to sway his body slightly before being knocked several meters away by the impact.
"Puff, cough, cough..."
The sound behind me seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, getting farther and farther away.
The scenes in Xie Wuyang's eyes are constantly changing. The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter come and go, and dead trees come back to life in spring.
Under the candlelight, a handsome and tall figure sat cross-legged, with an immortal look and no desires at all.
The worldly dust does not stain his body.
The body moves before the mind moves.
The figure in front of him was like white snow that would melt at the touch of a finger. Xie Wuyang held his breath carefully and stepped forward.
Yun Wanzhou has always been cautious, and now that he is in Lianwu, near the river, he should be even more cautious.
But for some reason, he seemed to ignore Xie Wuyang's arrival.
By the time Xie Wuyang stopped, the distance between them had disappeared.
When Xie Wuyang lowered his eyes, he happened to see Yun Wanzhou's tightly closed brows.
Looking at the familiar face, Xie Wuyang's throat tightened. He raised his right hand and then lowered it, finally letting it hang by his side with his fingertips curled up.
"Master...?"
Maybe it was because of the candlelight, but Yun Wanzhou's face looked even paler. As Xie Wuyang finished speaking, his brows furrowed slightly, revealing a bit of struggle and uneasiness.
This almost fragile expression was something Yun Wanzhou had never had before.
Xie Wuyang paused for a moment, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with his eyes.
It was not until a long time passed without a response that Xie Wuyang realized something was wrong.
His heart was filled with strong emotions. Xie Wuyang's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his hand to touch Yun Wanzhou's shoulder, "Master?"
No one responded.
Xie Wuyang's throat tightened and he exerted force on his hands, "Master?"
Yun Wanzhou's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and there was no sign of waking up.
Xie Wuyang's expression was gradually replaced by panic.
The spiritual power was sent into Yun Wanzhou's body through his fingertips.
Under the shining light, Xie Wuyang's face became more and more ugly.
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