Chapter 60 Intertwined "Master, I feel a little uncomfortable..."
When Jiang Lin arrived, the yard was empty.
In the woods not far away, the leaves were shaking, and a slight breeze blew up the fallen leaves on the ground.
The door to the main room was closed tightly, just as it was when he left. Even the two unfinished cups of tea on the stone table in the pavilion remained in their original state.
The disciple beside him scratched his head and turned to ask Jiang Lin in confusion, "Master, what kind of wild cat came from outside?"
Jiang Lin calmly used his spiritual power to check his surroundings. After ensuring everything was alright, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement with his disciple, "Perhaps."
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Dark underground.
Xie Wuyang stood against the wall. When he heard the footsteps above gradually fade away, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to search around.
Yun Wanzhou stood opposite, staring at the ground with his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jiang Lin's thoughts were truly unpredictable. Not only was there a secret room in the bedroom, but he had never imagined that there was even a secret passage under the pavilion.
No wonder they couldn't see the formation when they came out of the Fuqian Formation. It turned out that it was hidden underground.
This secret passage is not long and you can see the end with a glance to the left or right.
They were teleported into the pavilion. Even though the formation was underground, it would not be too far away, so Xie Wuyang quickly noticed something unusual in the left corner.
Unlike the transmission array in Jiang Lin's dark room, the patterns of the sending array and the transmission array are reversed, and require equipment to withstand the force.
A steady stream of power emanated from the formation and fell onto the foreign object in the center of the formation.
Xie Wuyang had seen the Nightmare Stone too many times. Even if there was only a faint light in his sight, not enough to illuminate the entire formation, Xie Wuyang still recognized at a glance the thing used to store power in the formation.
Just as he guessed before he came, the container Jiang Lin used to store the power of the Nightmare Stone was the Nightmare Stone.
Almost at the moment Xie Wuyang noticed it, the peaceful Nightmare Stone became restless. The power in the formation stagnated for a moment, and then, as if controlled by someone, it attacked straight towards Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang subconsciously gathered his spiritual power to block it, but unexpectedly, the force suddenly stopped and changed direction when it was about to touch Xie Wuyang.
Yun Wanzhou!
Almost subconsciously, Xie Wuyang turned his head, and his eyes suddenly widened when he saw Yun Wanzhou's position.
The spiritual power in his hands had reached the brink of collapse. Xie Wuyang's mind suddenly went blank. When he came back to his senses, the spiritual power in his hands was already faster than his thoughts and burst out at an extremely fast speed.
Lightning flash.
The two forces collided with a loud noise, and dust flew up. Xie Wuyang looked at the palm of his hand in a daze, then raised his head to look in the direction of Yun Wanzhou.
In the dust and fog, the figure stood alone, his back straight, his clothes fluttering, floating like dust.
Those indifferent and cold eyes stared at Xie Wuyang until the dust returned to its original state, revealing his original figure.
Only then did Xie Wuyang see the two forces imprisoned in Yun Wanzhou's palm. One was the original power of the Nightmare Stone, and the other intersected with the Nightmare Stone, filled with black air.
Xie Wuyang only felt that the black energy was quite familiar, as if it was a part that had separated from his body. Although separated, it still belonged to him.
The spiritual power in his body suddenly became a little agitated. As the spiritual power rolled, Xie Wuyang suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He took Elder Wushuang's prescription, which should have rebuilt his foundation and started practicing from scratch. However, the confinement Yun Wanzhou had placed on his original body accidentally blocked the drug's effects for him, and the power of the Iceberg Snow Lotus, which had been unable to be released for a long time, broke the confinement.
But in his haste, he forgot about it.
He unexpectedly used demonic energy.
Xie Wuyang stared at his palm, where black mist was spreading, in near-horror. He then looked up at Yun Wanzhou, his tone revealing a pleading tone that he himself hadn't noticed, "Master... I..."
"Don't move." Yun Wanzhou walked over quickly, tapped Xie Wuyang on the forehead and ear twice, and then pressed his hand between his eyebrows. A blood-red line had appeared there, flickering, extremely seductive in the darkness. "How did you break the restriction?"
"I..." Xie Wuyang's eyes went dark and his ears were buzzing.
He was thinking of telling another lie to deceive Yun Wanzhou, but when he felt the warmth on his forehead, he suddenly changed his words, "I... I ate the Iceberg Snow Lotus."
"Did you also eat my pills?" Yun Wanzhou asked.
"Yes... yes..." Xie Wuyang nodded with difficulty.
Perhaps Elder Wushuang's elixir had only broken half of the confinement. After the confinement was completely destroyed by using magic power, Xie Wuyang felt pain all over his body.
He couldn't tell whether it was a collision of spiritual power or something else, his thoughts were in a mess.
For a moment, Xie Wuyang almost forgot who he was and who the person in front of him was.
Driven by the body's instinct, it lowered its head and buried it in Yun Wanzhou's chest.
"Master, I feel a little uncomfortable..."
Yun Wanzhou stroked his head and said in a low and soft voice, "Close your eyes and have some sleep."
Get some sleep...
Xie Wuyang closed his eyes.
He never knew that Yun Wanzhou could be so gentle.
In the darkness, his five senses were clearer than ever. He could feel how the spiritual power that Yun Wanzhou transferred into his body moved, and the route of Yun Wanzhou's hand that was soothing him.
But he seemed to be unable to distinguish anything.
In a trance, Xie Wuyang seemed to see his childhood self being held in Yun Wanzhou's arms, picking peach blossoms from the tree.
When Wu Hanfeng came over angrily, Yun Wanzhou held him tightly in his arms and said, "The flowers can grow again if they are gone."
Wu Hanfeng blew his beard and glared, furious. "You didn't raise it, so of course you don't feel bad for it!"
Sometimes it is another scene.
I was obviously smaller at that time and walked a little unsteadily.
Behind him was the demon palace he had lived in for decades, a place he was extremely familiar with. A woman with features remarkably similar to his glared at him fiercely, "Why don't you just die? If it weren't for you, the Lord wouldn't have done this to me! What's wrong with you? Who is wrong with you? Why do you have to be a monster with demonic patterns?"
Xie Wuyang just stood there, allowing the man to push him, until he took two steps back, staggered and sat on the ground, and finally tears could not be held back and flowed out.
Xie Wuyang didn't understand why his loving mother seemed to have become a different person overnight, becoming so pathetic, pitiful and hateful.
Later, the demon clan was in civil strife, and the Western Demon King was at the gates of the city. His mother took him to the front hall of the palace. There was a gentle smile on the corner of her lips, and she looked very much like the way Xie Wuyang remembered her.
"Gentle" Mother raised her finger to Xie Wuyang's lips and told him with a smile, "Daddy and I are going out for a while. Wuyang, stay here obediently and don't run around, okay?"
Mother rarely goes out, so Xiao Xie Wuyang always follows the principle of not being a burden when she does.
So Xie Wuyang nodded obediently and told her confidently, "Yes! I will, mother."
Later, for unknown reasons, a fire broke out in the harem, causing a huge fire.
When the flames spread to the front hall, little Xie Wuyang was sitting on the floor in the center of the palace, wearing brocade and silk, eating the grapes his mother had left for him.
With purple grape juice covering half of his face, Xiao Xie Wuyang shook the rattle in his hand and suddenly raised his head when he heard the door opening.
That is the Western Demon King who guards the Western Demon Realm and is now the leader of the civil strife in the Demon Realm.
Just when he thought he had victory and wanted to crush his opponent, he only saw a child of four or five years old in the hall.
The Western Demon King's face darkened instantly, "Where are your parents?"
Xiao Xie Wuyang looked up into the eyes of the Western Demon King and shook his head, "I don't know."
After saying that, Xiao Xie Wuyang seemed to suddenly think of something, and he curled his eyes and asked, "Are you the ones they sent to pick me up?"
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The memories of the original body and those of the time when he was the Demon Lord Xie Wuyang were intertwined and mixed, and the soul seemed to be torn into two parts.
In my memory, I sometimes followed Yun Wanzhou and asked him to teach me the immortal arts.
At that time, he obviously did not remember that his body was imprisoned, nor did he know how difficult it would be for him to practice the immortal arts.
Yun Wanzhou was annoyed by being pestered, and had no choice but to give him a collection of basic sword techniques full of annotations.
Sometimes he is the infamous Demon Lord, standing in a pool of blood with his hands clenched evilly, his face gloomy but his heart as calm as water.
Until he pushed open the door of the Demon Palace and returned to the place he had not seen for a long time, he saw only a corpse.
The person who once abandoned and despised him has become a corpse. How refreshing it is.
But Xie Wuyang just stood there, staring at the woman for a long time, and then suddenly knelt on the ground.
He buried his head in the scattered bones, sobbing like a young animal that had lost its loved ones.
While crying, she suddenly looked up and laughed wildly, almost madly, just calling out the long-lost title instinctively.
“Mom…hahaha…Mom…”
Later, the cold human bones in his arms turned into Yun Wanzhou, and the word "mother" gradually evolved into "master".
In a daze, Xie Wuyang muttered countless times and suddenly opened his eyes.
Xie Wuyang's mind was still in a state of confusion, as if he was out of touch with the matter.
In his sight, Yun Wanzhou was sitting opposite him, his palms facing his, and he was generous with his healing spiritual power, passing it to him one after another.
It was not until a fierce and powerful emotion rose from his heart that Xie Wuyang suddenly felt like he had returned to the world.
He didn't know if it was the mixed memories that caused his thoughts to become confused, or for some other reason, but Xie Wuyang suddenly felt that he missed Yun Wanzhou very much.
Until it reached its extreme, it turned into hatred.
Xie Wuyang's eyes were red, and he suddenly threw himself into Yun Wanzhou's arms and bit his shoulder hard.
Yun Wanzhou was caught off guard and let out a muffled groan.
It was not until he tasted the taste of rust on his lips that Xie Wuyang suddenly came back to his senses.
Yun Wanzhou's shoulder was already injured.
Realizing this, Xie Wuyang immediately reduced his strength and looked up to see how Yun Wanzhou was doing.
When their eyes met, Yun Wanzhou raised his hand and touched his head, "Are you feeling better?"
“Master, I…”
A flash of spiritual light came suddenly, and Xie Wuyang was suddenly held down by Yun Wanzhou on the head, with his waist bent. At the same time, he felt an impact from his back, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps.
Xie Wuyang paused and suddenly raised his head.
A group of young disciples came from nowhere and surrounded the two of them. In the middle of the crowd, Jiang Lin looked down at them with a stern expression.
"How dare you, a demon from the demon clan, trespass into the forbidden area!"
"Forbidden area?" Xie Wuyang glanced at the crowd, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and then he fixed his gaze on Jiang Lin, who was standing in the center. "When did the Cangqiong Mountain Nightmare Stone become a forbidden item of the Lianwu Sect?"
Jiang Lin sneered, his tone mocking, "How come I didn't know that the Nightmare Stone of Cangqiong Mountain was here?"
"You set up the Floating Thousand Formation and drew upon the power of the Nightmare Stone. The evidence is irrefutable."
"Evidence?" Jiang Lin glanced down at Xie Wuyang, "Where is the evidence you're talking about?"
Xie Wuyang was shocked and his face suddenly turned gloomy.
Jiang Lin was so confident and righteous, he must be fully confident.
That nightmare stone...
Xie Wuyang looked back and, as expected, the Fuqian Formation that was still in operation a moment ago had stopped midway, leaving only a dim mark of the formation.
The nightmare stone on it was replaced by another spiritual weapon at some point in time and disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Lin knew they were coming.
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