Chapter 61: Entering a Dream "I will stay with Master."
At that moment, countless images flashed through Xie Wuyang's mind, from Jiang Lin's appearance to the disappearance of the Nightmare Stone, he could not find any opportunity for Jiang Lin to replace him.
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and looked at Jiang Lin with cold eyes.
Jiang Lin must have used some other means. The Nightmare Stone is so powerful that it is impossible to be transferred silently.
There must be something he missed.
Just when Xie Wuyang was racking his brains and couldn't figure it out, a hand suddenly reached out from behind him. Yun Wanzhou took a step forward and blocked Xie Wuyang behind him.
"Master Jiang should know the truth of the matter better. Otherwise, why would he only bring some low-level disciples and not Jiang Shutong?"
"I'm not going to make a fuss about Immortal Venerable's trespassing into my Lotus Wu Sect. However, this is a matter within my Lotus Wu Sect. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Immortal Venerable to intervene rashly, isn't it?"
Xie Wuyang's eyes darkened slightly, and he raised his hand to press down Yun Wanzhou's arm. Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, Yun Wanzhou glanced at him sideways as if he had foreseen the situation.
Even though he didn't say anything, Xie Wuyang could still understand Yun Wanzhou's meaning from his eyes.
Yun Wanzhou told him not to act rashly.
Xie Wuyang pondered for a moment, and finally lowered his hands in obedience.
Facing Jiang Lin's aggressiveness, Yun Wanzhou was not afraid at all. He calmly continued, "Xie Wuyang is a disciple of Cang Qiong Mountain. I am here with him, so why is it none of my business?"
Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes and spoke in a stern tone, "Immortal Yun, I didn't mention your trespassing into the lotus pond. I've already given you some face. Don't push your luck."
"I'm not asking for more." Yun Wanzhou said.
Jiang Lin laughed in anger, looking Yun Wanzhou up and down. "Isn't this pushing the issue too far? The Immortal Venerable and your disciple broke into our important Immortal Sect territory, intending to slander us. They blamed me, Lian Wu, for the theft of the Nightmare Stone, the guardian of Cangqiong Mountain. Isn't this pushing the issue too far? If you two don't give me an explanation today, you won't be able to leave this place."
Xie Wuyang had long been disgusted with the style of the Wax Apple Sect, and now seeing Jiang Lin behaving like this, his disgust was even stronger.
If he and Yun Wanzhou did not break out today, they would probably find it difficult to leave this place. However, if they did so, the Litchi Sect and Cangqiong Mountain would be at odds with each other, and it would be even more difficult to find the Nightmare Stone in the future.
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang suppressed the demonic energy and spiritual power surging within him and began to lie casually, "This time it's my fault. I was anxious to get rid of the charge of stealing the Nightmare Stone, and I happened to discover traces of demons near the Lotus Apple Gate, which is why I became suspicious. Master, is this for..."
"Master Jiang wants an explanation?" Yun Wanzhou suddenly interrupted Xie Wuyang.
"Of course." Jiang Lin said.
"I am willing to stay in the Lianwu Gate to prove my innocence."
"Master!" After hearing this, Xie Wuyang finally realized what Yun Wanzhou wanted to do.
Jiang Lin had long been suspicious of them, otherwise he would not have set up defenses in advance.
If Yun Wanzhou stayed here, Jiang Lin would never treat Yun Wanzhou as a guest of honor as before.
Although Yun Wanzhou wasn't strong enough to be bullied by the other party, he was injured after all, and he was also concerned about the relationship between the sects...
"As Master's disciple, how can I leave Master here alone?!"
"I have made up my mind, no need to say more." As he said that, Yun Wanzhou walked up to Jiang Lin.
After all, Jiang Lin is the head of a sect, and his methods and scheming are at the top level. Even if we put aside Yun Wanzhou's identity as an Immortal Venerable, he should not be allowed to take it lightly just because he is only at the Mahayana stage of cultivation.
When Yun Wanzhou stood still in front of him, Jiang Lin suddenly raised his hand and touched Yun Wanzhou's acupoints, and said naturally, "After all, this is the territory of my Lianwu Sect. The Immortal Venerable, an outsider, comes here with a spiritual weapon..."
As he spoke, Jiang Lin lowered his eyes, and they fell meaningfully on the Broken Snow Sword at Yun Wanzhou's waist.
"Don't push your luck..."
Xie Wuyang's words were suddenly interrupted. Yun Wanzhou shook his head, obediently took off the Broken Snow Sword, and handed it to Jiang Lin, "It's okay."
Jiang Lin seemed to be in a good mood, and he smiled, "The Wax Apple Ceremony is approaching, and we can't make any mistakes. I have to ask you to stay here for the time being. Once the ceremony is over, I will let you go."
Xie Wuyang suddenly said, "I will stay with Master."
Jiang Lin laughed, "As a disciple of the Immortal Lord, don't you need to go back and prepare for the Wax Apple Ceremony competition?"
"I..." Before Xie Wuyang could finish his words of affirmation, a cold gaze fell on him.
Then, a familiar voice sounded beside my ears, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
Xie Wuyang raised his eyes and looked at the person beside him.
Yun Wanzhou stood there calmly and calmly, with his thin lips tightly pursed, showing no sign of speaking at all.
The art of transmitting sound.
Xie Wuyang understood and quietly gathered his spiritual power, performing the same spell, "But Master..."
Before he finished the spell, Yun Wanzhou spoke again, as if foreknowing the future, "Go back and tell the master what you have seen recently."
Xie Wuyang swallowed his words and glanced at Yun Wanzhou secretly.
Jiang Lin is in collusion with the demons and is related to the Nightmare Stone. He has long disliked Yun Wanzhou.
At this time, Yun Wanzhou's spiritual power was sealed and his spiritual weapon was confiscated. Although he still maintained basic etiquette on the surface, the orders he issued were full of casualness.
Xie Wuyang watched Yun Wanzhou leave the secret passage under the guard of two disciples on his left and right. He felt depressed for a long time and then casually set up a teleportation array and returned to Cangqiong Mountain.
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Inside Cangqiong Mountain.
Xu Pingsheng practiced swordsmanship in the training ground as usual.
Since receiving Yun Wanzhou's guidance, his swordsmanship has made great progress in recent days, and it has even reached three levels higher than before.
The set of "The Moon is Full in the West Tower" is smooth and flowing, as light as a swallow, so beautiful.
Liu Yuqin watched from the side for a long time, until Xu Pingsheng's last move was frozen, then she took a step forward.
She held a handkerchief in her hand, hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and handed it to Xu Pingsheng, "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother."
Seeing the handkerchief, Xu Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister Liu."
"I've noticed that Senior Brother has been practicing swordsmanship for longer and longer periods of time. Has he encountered any bottleneck?"
Xu Pingsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. His eyes lit up when he mentioned swordsmanship. "I received guidance from Yun Xianzun some time ago. I've gained a lot of insights recently and want to intensify my practice. By the time of the Lotus Wu Competition, I can win glory for my sect."
"I believe in you, senior brother." Liu Yuqin curled her eyebrows and took the handkerchief handed to her by Xu Pingsheng.
Xu Pingsheng turned the hilt of his sword and was about to turn around to continue practicing swordplay, but he suddenly stopped, raised his hand and pulled out a water-summoning talisman from his waist. With a slight wave of his hand, he soaked the handkerchief in Liu Yuqin's hand, and then immediately made a magic spell to dry it.
After making sure that the handkerchief in Liu Yuqin's hand was clean, he turned around contentedly and continued to study swordsmanship.
Liu Yuqin's cultivation level was only at the foundation-building stage, so she couldn't participate in the wax apple competition. Fortunately, she had no obsession with this and wasn't too disappointed.
Compared to Xu Pingsheng, Liu Yuqin prefers the feeling of taking things as they come.
The sword tip is surrounded by a cold light, and the force of each sword is just right, soft yet firm.
Liu Yuqin looked at it for a long time, then lowered her eyes to look at the handkerchief in her hand, and couldn't help but curl her lips.
"Senior Sister Liu, have you ever met the headmaster?"
The sudden voice startled Liu Yuqin. She tried to put away her handkerchief in panic, but the person beside her spoke again, "I have something important to discuss with the Sect Master."
Hearing the familiar voice, Liu Yuqin breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Xie Wuyang, "It should be at Elder Rong Ling's residence."
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Xie Wuyang frowned, his gaze pausing on the handkerchief in Liu Yuqin's hand. "What were you looking at just now, Senior Sister?"
Liu Yuqin pretended to be calm as she stuffed the handkerchief into her bosom and shook her head, "Nothing."
After saying that, her eyes fell on Xie Wuyang's face again, remembering the urgency in Xie Wuyang's tone just now, "But what happened?"
"Yes." Xie Wuyang nodded, and suddenly changed the subject, "Senior Sister, can you go with me?"
He had been reborn for several months and had not yet been to Elder Rong Ling's residence, so naturally he didn't know where to find Wu Hanfeng.
"good."
After saying that, Liu Yuqin turned around and glanced at Xu Pingsheng, left a sound transmission note on the stone bench, and hurriedly left the martial arts training ground with Xie Wuyang.
Yun Wanzhou was in danger because of Xie Wuyang, and even though he knew that Wu Hanfeng would blame all the blame on him, Xie Wuyang could not sit idly by.
He didn't know why Yun Wanzhou was always obsessed with some illusory things, such as face, friendship, and responsibility. Even if these things were all turned into iron chains to bind him and imprison him for life, Yun Wanzhou had no intention of breaking free. Even in the critical moment, he just asked him to go find Wu Hanfeng.
Xie Wuyang couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, until Liu Yuqin stopped and stood in front of a small courtyard, and then he collected his wandering thoughts.
Compared with the residences of several other elders, Elder Rong Ling's courtyard is much more low-key and is actually no different from other small courtyards in the village.
The strong scent of herbs lingered in her nostrils. Liu Yuqin raised her hand and shook the small bell hanging on the gate, then called out, "Elder, is the Sect Leader here?"
An echo quickly came from inside the house, "What's going on?"
"Junior Brother Xie and I have something important to discuss with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful pressure suddenly hit him. In the blink of an eye, Wu Hanfeng flashed to the front of Xie Wuyang. After seeing that there was no one beside Xie Wuyang, his expression suddenly became gloomy. "What happened? Where is Junior Brother Yun?"
Xie Wuyang pursed his lips and said, "My master and I discovered the Nightmare Stone and the Floating Thousand Formation in the secret passage in Jiang Lin's courtyard. Unexpectedly, Jiang Lin had already become suspicious of us. My master..."
Wu Hanfeng frowned and thought for a moment, then asked, "Did he say anything before you left?"
"He asked me to come find you."
Wu Hanfeng's brows suddenly relaxed, and he nodded, "I already know about this matter. You can go down first."
"But Jiang Lin stole the Nightmare Stone, and Master stayed at the Lotus Mist Sect..."
"Have you ever seen Jiang Shutong at Lianwumen?"
"Yes."
Xie Wuyang knew what Wu Hanfeng wanted to say. Jiang Shutong and Yun Wanzhou knew each other, but he didn't even trust Wu Hanfeng, let alone Jiang Shutong, whom he knew very little about.
But at the moment, Yun Wanzhou and Jiang Lin both looked calm and relaxed, and there was nothing to worry about. Even if Xie Wuyang couldn't let go of his worries and vigilance, there was nothing he could do.
He believed that Yun Wanzhou had his own considerations.
What he has to do now is to wait until the day of the wax apple competition, when all the truth will be revealed.
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyang curled his fingertips, suppressing the urge to immediately attack the Lianwu Sect. He took out the talisman paper that sealed the Rock Sparrow from his waist and handed it to Wu Hanfeng, "Also, this is the Demon Clan Elder Rock Sparrow."
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That day at Lianwu Gate, Xie Wuyang accidentally broke through the confinement imposed by Yun Wanzhou.
The demonic energy and spiritual power in his body were often out of balance. Whenever this happened, Xie Wuyang had to meditate for several hours before he could suppress the two restless forces.
As a blessing in disguise, not long after the restriction was lifted, Xie Wuyang's cultivation reached the Golden Core stage.
In just a few months, he broke through two levels in succession, which is rare in the entire world of cultivation.
Some people said that he had obtained the secret method of Yun Xianzun, which was why he was able to progress so quickly.
There are also rumors that Xie Wuyang has practiced forbidden techniques and evil ways, and should be eliminated as soon as possible.
When these rumors reached Xie Wuyang's ears, it was more than a month later and only three days before the wax apple competition.
When he was the Demon Lord, the entire cultivation world called Xie Wuyang the Demon Lord. Xie Wuyang had heard countless rumors and curses more vicious than these, and he no longer took them to heart.
As the wax apple competition is approaching, Xie Wuyang has been feeling a little uneasy recently.
For several days, Yun Wanzhou didn't even use a sound transmission talisman, and there was no news.
With only two days left before the Wax Apple Competition, Xie Wuyang felt increasingly uneasy, and finally, as the moon approached, he could no longer bear it.
After all, Yun Wanzhou had saved me. Now that there was no news from him, I should go and investigate.
That night, Xie Wuyang took out the blue booklet Yun Wanzhou had given him and found a relatively reliable spell in it.
Enter a dream.
The Dream Entering Spell is just as its name suggests. The person who casts the spell can enter the dream of the person who is under the spell. The method of casting the spell is extremely simple. As long as you have an object that is contaminated with the aura of the person who is under the spell and a little spiritual power to assist, you can cast the spell successfully even if your cultivation level is only Qi Refining.
However, the higher the level of cultivation, the longer the dream time. The length of the dream depends on the strength of one's own spiritual power.
Xie Wuyang's gaze lingered on the object tainted with the cursed aura for a moment, and without thinking, he pulled off the Emperor's Heavenly Wood from his waist.
The Emperor's Sky Wood was a gift from the Immortal Venerable Qiongrao to Yun Wanzhou. It had stayed with Yun Wanzhou for a long time. Later, Yun Wanzhou made it into a token and gave it to Xie Wuyang. It had also been used by Yun Wanzhou many times, and there was more or less Yun Wanzhou's aura lingering on it.
Xie Wuyang placed the token on the blue book, put his index fingers together, gathered spiritual power, and stuck it on the Emperor's Heavenly Wood.
As he closed his eyes and concentrated, he seemed to smell the unique cool aura on Yun Wanzhou, which was stronger and richer than before.
His consciousness seemed to be pulled by something, and he stepped on empty air, and then the sky became bright.
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