Chapter 91 Chapter 91 "I really don't understand why you...
The man stared at Adu: "What did you do to me?"
"I told you." Adu raised his hand and wiped the blood from his lips. "I am the Sect Master's sister."
"Aside from the bloodline of past patriarchs, no one else is qualified to learn Taohua An's Yearly Rewinding."
Looking back over the years, the man muttered these four words, fear gradually creeping into his eyes.
What kind of monster is this woman? She actually used the time travel to trap him from morning till now!
Didn't the Sect Master say that while this technique is powerful, it can backfire? That's why it's listed as a forbidden technique in Taohua An!
But she... The man looked up at Adu.
Ah Du sneered, stood up, and walked over to him: "Du Wuzhu told you that retracing one's past years will backfire on you, so it's a forbidden technique, right?"
The man nodded blankly.
Ah Du: "Do you see how I'm getting backlashed?"
Although Adu was injured, he seemed to be fine.
"Very good," Ah Du said. "I want you to tell me what happened, what the world is changing, and what Du Wuzhu is doing. Don't worry, let me know everything you know. If you hide anything, I will trap you forever."
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After the silkworm left, the attic was instantly covered by lush and overgrown plants. The lights dimmed and eventually disappeared behind the layers of branches and leaves.
The silkworm saw Bai Su.
Bai Su glanced behind him and his eyes fell on Jiangcan's face without a mask.
Bai Su asked him, "What are you doing?"
Jiangcan's somewhat wandering eyes gathered together, and he looked at Bai Su for a moment as if he was seeing him for the first time. Then he said in a pleasant voice: "Why? What am I doing now? Do I need to report to you first?"
Bai Su felt a strange sense of alienation. The handsome and gentle man in front of him was indeed a cancellous silkworm, but his past voice and temperament seemed to have disappeared with the removal of the mask.
Bai Su's impression of the silkworm is that it is violent, ferocious, and unpredictable.
Many times he committed crimes against his superiors, and Jiangcan could have killed him, but he just gave him a light punishment and let it go.
When he becomes spoiled and his ambitions swell, he will no longer hide them, and Jiangcan will suddenly develop murderous intentions because of a word from him.
Bai Su respected the silkworm. In his opinion, this was how a strong person should be.
But the demon king in his mind who was grinding his teeth and sucking blood should not be the handsome and elegant scholar in front of him.
Bai Su lowered his head with a respectful expression: "I dare not."
Jiangcan ignored Bai Su and walked past him.
"Your Majesty." Bai Su suddenly spoke with his back to the silkworm, "It's getting late and the dew is heavy. Is Your Majesty in good health?"
The silkworm narrowed his eyes, and with a thought, several vines broke out from the ground under Bai Su and wrapped around Bai Su's body like a whip.
The sharp thorns instantly pierced Bai Su's flesh, and he was firmly bound to the spot by the vines, like a plant growing there and unable to move.
"It's even darker and the dew is heavier. My body is not in good condition, but it doesn't affect you in front of me. You are only worthy of being a waste."
In the blink of an eye, blood flowed from Bai Su's body like a waterfall. He didn't even blink and smiled, "Your Majesty is right."
"I've wanted to ask you a question for a long time." When the vines were pulled away, Bai Su felt like clothes nailed to the wall, losing their support and suddenly falling. He sat on the ground with his legs crossed, wiping the blood off his face without caring, "What am I in your heart, Your Majesty?"
The silkworm did not answer.
Bai Su said to himself: "Your Majesty said that he would pass the throne of the Demon Lord to me. He must have lied to me. Du Wuzhu is smarter than me, knows how to rule a place better, and is more loyal..."
Jiangcan interrupted him: "Du Wuzhu is not as loyal as you."
Bai Su was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "So I am the best dog for His Majesty, but why don't I know what His Majesty is going to do?"
"Bai Su." Jiang Can rubbed his brows tiredly, "I have paved the way for you. You just need to listen to me like before..."
"I'll listen to you and imprison Yao Ning instead of confronting that bastard who plays everyone like a fool?"
"Should I still listen to you and respect Yao Ning as the new Lord from now on?"
"I really don't understand." Bai Su gave a bitter smile, "Why do you prefer her, a righteous monk, a beautiful woman, a stranger you've only met a few times?"
The silkworm's pupils shrank and he turned around: "Where did you hear this?"
Bai Su looked at him for a moment, looking disappointed and sad, then smiled and said, "I guessed it."
"You guessed wrong." Jiangcan's face was expressionless. "You are disappointed in love. I forgive you for your nonsense this time, but there won't be a next time."
Bai Su was a little stunned: "Failure in love? What are you talking about..."
"Go back and do your thing." Jiangcan turned and left, his voice floating in the wind. "Time and again, Bai Su, my patience has its limit."
Bai Su shuddered and felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet as he looked at Jiang Can's departing back.
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Du Wuzhu looked at the tall buildings of plants rising from the ground like a dense forest in front of him, shook his head, and murmured: "Your Majesty, you are finally afraid."
By trapping Yao Ning, the chaotic energy will not erupt, and the cultivation level of the person behind the scenes is probably not enough to fight against everyone face to face, so the crisis of the Demon World and even the entire cultivation world is resolved.
The silkworm chose to "defend".
"You are the Lord of the Demon Realm, yet you are so cowardly. I wonder if your subjects would look down on you if they knew about this."
Du Wuzhu touched the Bingyanjian in his arms.
Jiangcan had never completely trusted him. If he took action now, even if Yao Ning broke down and erupted with chaotic energy, Du Wuzhu himself would be completely exposed.
And this is not the worst outcome.
Du Wuzhu looked up at the tall building. A corner of the bright moon peeked out from behind the building, making it look majestic and magnificent.
"They said you cut off one of Shen Qian's hands. Since your heart is dead, is there anything else in the world you fear?"
Du Wuzhu knew that he was gambling and his chances of winning were less than 50%.
The Ice Flame Mirror slowly rose, and the Flame Mirror opened, casting a shadow from the sky.
Yao Ning will see the thing she fears most in her life.
"I bet you are hypocritical and still have feelings for Shen Qian in your heart."
Du Wuzhu looked for a moment, then turned and walked towards Taohua An.
Du Wuzhu walked into Taohua Temple and pushed open the door of the bedroom, but he felt that the things in front of him were blurred.
The clear sound of a bell rang not far away, and he heard the distant sound of chanting.
The wind blowing past me was mixed with the scent of incense.
Du Wuzhu looked carefully and saw that the multi-story buildings and palaces here were solemn and orderly, clearly a temple.
Du Wuzhu felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what it was.
He walked forward, through the shadow cast by the Bodhi tree, and onto the weathered bluestone steps.
A faint sound reached my ears, not the sound of chanting, not the sound of a wooden fish, nor the sound of a bell.
It was a strange sound that didn't seem to belong to the place in front of it.
Du Wuzhu's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" (river) character, and his voice was distant and distorted, like the whisper of some bewitching demon.
Du Wuzhu was alert and knew he shouldn't pay attention to it, but he couldn't help being attracted by the sound. He scratched his ears and cheeks, trying to hear it more clearly.
He listened for a moment, then walked deeper into the temple following the source of the sound.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, he came to a wooden building that looked like a tall tower.
Du Wuzhu looked up.
"Dangerous building..." He read the words on the plaque above the door, and something flashed through his mind.
I seem to have heard this name somewhere.
The strange sound became clearer, like a woman's weeping.
Du Wuzhu felt something in his heart and inexplicably irritated and uneasy.
Looking up, he saw a flickering candlelight on the top of the dilapidated building.
The candlelight was so dim that if you didn't go downstairs and look up carefully, you would definitely mistake it for moonlight or fireflies.
This place is rarely visited at night, so the candlelight can easily be overlooked.
Du Wuzhu became more and more irritated, so he took off the flute from his waist and held it in his hand.
He always felt that there seemed to be some kind of monster in the building, but he couldn't help but go and investigate.
Du Wuzhu adjusted his breathing and entered the dangerous building silently.
The spiral staircase was covered with a thin layer of dust. The higher you went, the more you could see the dust seemed to be shaking slightly.
The strange sound became clearer as Du Wuzhu got closer.
"Well... you are, a Buddhist disciple like this..."
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form."
"Self-deception...ah, deception!"
Du Wuzhu felt as if struck by lightning and stood still.
He was very familiar with that soft and charming female voice, and the ambiguous and charming sounds in the room were exactly what Taohua An heard most often every day.
Du Wuzhu opened his eyes wide and stared at the swaying light and shadow inside the door.
He just listened like this until half an hour later, when the voice became louder and louder, and the gentle female voice called out two words at the last moment.
"Xie Qi."
"Bang!" After a loud earth-shaking noise, the two doors collapsed to the ground, and dust flew in the dim light. Du Wuzhu raised his blood-red eyes and looked at the bed behind the door.
But the next moment he was stunned.
There were no entangled bodies on the couch as imagined. Du Xuan was not wearing any makeup, and was neatly dressed. She was sitting upright and looking over calmly.
"Master, what are you afraid of?"
Du Wuzhu took two steps back, alarm bells ringing in his heart. Something was wrong, something was wrong!
Something was wrong. He had clearly heard that the slut Du Xuandu had an affair with a monk. She had betrayed him just like his mother had betrayed his father. He wanted to kill this adulterous couple!
When he was young, he was not strong enough to do anything to his mother or to defend his father's dignity.
But it’s different now, it won’t happen again!
Du Wuzhu covered his head in pain and closed his eyes tightly, as if the scene in front of him would send him into hell at the first sight.
He was trembling and couldn't look because... because he was afraid, he was very scared.
He was afraid... terrified. Du Wuzhu paused, a glimmer of clarity suddenly rising within him. He finally understood what that strange feeling was from the beginning!
He was clearly in Taohua An just now, and here—
The sound of chanting followed the sound of the wind and circled up around the dangerous building.
This is clearly the Brahma Temple that had long been razed to the ground!
This is not reality!
This is the Bingyanjian illusion!
A sharp pain came from his abdomen. Du Wuzhu's eyes became clear, his aura suddenly changed, and demonic energy circulated throughout his body.
However, he felt a blockage in his tendons and veins, and the demonic energy that had always flowed freely seemed to be trapped in a cage.
His cultivation was trapped.
Cold sweat slid down Du Wuzhu's forehead. He looked down at his abdomen and saw a sword piercing his body.
Du Wuzhu looked up in disbelief.
However, what made his back shiver even more was that Du Xuan didn't move.
Du Xuandu sat upright on the side from beginning to end, and the deadly sword on his body was not a sneak attack by Du Xuandu.
It wasn't an injury from an illusion. The only explanation was that in reality, someone had pierced his body with a sword, controlled his tendons and veins, and restricted his cultivation.
Du Wuzhu's face lost all color.
He no longer knew what frightened him more in this illusion.
In Taohua Temple, Du Wuzhu slowly opened his eyes.
"Master, you're awake."
Du Wuzhu blinked and saw the vivid Du Xuandu in front of him.
The face was exactly the same as in the illusion, except that it was his favorite outfit.
Du Wuzhu's cold gaze swept over Yu Xuandu inch by inch, the remaining fear blending with extreme anger, and he spat out two words coldly.
"Bad maid."
Du Xuandu pretended not to hear anything and stood up to pour a cup of tea: "Now that the Sect Master is awake, have a cup of tea to quench your thirst..."
Du Wuzhu raised his hand and knocked over the teacup. He looked at the woman who had suddenly regained consciousness and vitality and asked, "Who gave you the guts?"
Du Xuandu looked at Du Wuzhu quietly and said, "Master, you want the chaotic energy to spread, but what about the cultivation world? What about Taohua An?"
"Oh?" Du Wuzhu maintained his imprisoned, motionless posture, his aura still overwhelming. "You want to rebel for the sake of the cultivation world, for Taohua An? Du Xuandu, is it because I dote on you too much that you think you can interfere with my actions?"
Before Du Xuandu could reply, a voice rang out: "She can't do it alone, what about me?"
The door of the bedroom was pushed open, and a thin figure walked in with his hands behind his back.
Du Wuzhu turned his head to look at the person who came, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he almost gritted his teeth to say three words.
"Degree, wind, smoke."
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