Chapter 129 Dead End She has only one way to go: death!
It was just a coincidence that Kun Sheyang met the Mu sisters.
At that time, he had completely taken over Qi Yuanbai's body.
However, as a wisp of spirit left over from the great war, his strength was no longer comparable to what it used to be, and Qi Yuanbai's body was weak from the womb. Even after so many years of dedicated practice and the absorption of all kinds of natural treasures, he was still unable to achieve a level of compatibility that satisfied him.
This mismatch caused him to be at risk of what the righteous cultivators called "going astray and becoming possessed by the devil" every once in a while - in the eyes of the devil cultivators, it was simply his body that was unable to control his spiritual power.
In order to prevent the people of Tianyan from noticing anything unusual, he often went into seclusion or traveled alone.
The Mu sisters were the ones he met during his travels.
My lively and bright sister is only in her early teens. Her beautiful eyes already have ambitions and desires that ordinary people don't have. Unfortunately, she is ordinary in talent and has a foundation that is only slightly better than that of ordinary people. Although she can enter the Tao, she will not have the opportunity to go further.
The taciturn younger sister, looking timid and cowardly, bore a striking resemblance to her older sister, but her eyes were anything but innocent and dull. Yet, such a dull child possessed a natural swordsmanship, a gifted genius even among the Daoist sect, rare in a million.
Even though he has been wandering the world for so many years and has seen the joys and sorrows and coincidences of life, he still can't help but sigh at the cruelty of fate.
Talent is not as good as ambition, or ambition is not as good as talent. When it happens to an individual, it is a lifelong regret. The two sisters are like a perfect work of heaven sent down to the world, which was accidentally split into two halves, so no one can be perfect.
"It should have been just me," that's what his sister said when she stood alone before him. "If only I were the only daughter of our parents, if my sister didn't exist, and everything she had was mine, that would have been great."
He had seen so many people, whether they were mortals or cultivators, most of whom were ashamed of desire. It was something that everyone had, but everyone avoided it like the plague and dared not even mention it.
Only this girl, knowing that what she thought was against the principles of nature and human ethics, was still willing to speak it out in front of him, a "sage".
So much like him.
"Do you want to make hers yours?" As if possessed by a ghost, he bent down slightly, moved closer to the girl, looked into her eyes, and asked in a low voice.
The girl's bright eyes flashed with desire and greed.
"I think if the real person can help me, I can do anything!"
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"I have been traveling around the world for so many years, and naturally no one knows those unknown secret techniques better than me." Kun Sheyang seemed to be particularly patient. Facing the sword of Xie Hanyi that was close at hand, he remained calm and told the unknown past one by one.
At that time, his spiritual power was unstable, and he was living in another person's body. He had long anticipated that he would be trapped in a lingering state in the future, and he had to find a way to continue living as soon as possible. However, Qi Yuanbai's identity as a "righteous monk" was not convenient for him to act, so he needed an obedient person who could be completely controlled by him to help him do his dirty work.
"I helped her transform her bones and meridians, giving her, who was once ordinary, what's known as a 'natural sword body.' This gave her the opportunity to enter Tianyan and become a disciple of the Sect Master. From an ordinary mortal girl, she became a role model for the disciples in the world of cultivation. She experienced the feeling of being admired and respected by countless people. Once you have this feeling, it's hard to accept losing it."
It's human nature, and almost no one can resist it.
Xie Hanyi said coldly, "The laws of nature cannot be violated. The 'talent' obtained through such means will sooner or later have to be paid for!"
"That's right! The altered bones and meridians won't last forever, just like I can occupy Qi Yuanbai's body, but I can't use it forever - only blood ties are better." Kun Sheyang's greedy eyes swept over Xie Hanyi's body. "Heaven is cruel, so why should I be righteous? That child's body simply can't withstand the increasing amount of spiritual energy. For her, cultivation is a dead end. If she wants to survive and completely possess her sister's body, she can only do things for me and beg me to help her transfer her soul and body!"
"And her sister, your good disciple, has already sworn an oath to help her sister return to the world, no matter what. Unless you are the way of heaven and can go against the will of heaven, no one can save her!"
"She has only one way to go, and that is death!"
The last sentence was like a thunderclap that struck Xie Hanyi's mind. Even though he was injured and weak, his steps, which were as steady as pine and cypress, began to shake, and even the sword in his hand began to tremble.
He didn't know, and never knew, that she had already quietly pushed herself into a dead end.
"When did it happen?"
"Just recently—during her first year at your service."
Xie Hanyi felt extremely remorseful.
He wasn't sure of the circumstances; perhaps she was forced, but given her personality, it was more likely she was willing. What kind of situation would make her willingly embark on a path that she knew would ultimately lead to death?
He only hated himself for caring too little about her at that time. Even though he had accepted her as his apprentice, he did not teach her carefully. Just like in the past many years, he only cared about his own boring life day after day, and did not fulfill his responsibilities as a master. As a result, she did not even have the chance to tell him that she was in such a difficult situation.
She was the first disciple of Lingshan Daojun, but she got nothing. However, others misunderstood that she had taken the best resources and she was envied for no reason.
"Feeling badly?" Kun Sheyang's mocking gaze fell on the tip of his trembling sword, and he sneered, "You're injuring yourself just for a foolish child who's destined to die. In my opinion, you're even more foolish than her! You've been hanging out with those so-called 'righteous monks' since you were little, and you've picked up all sorts of bad habits!"
He said this, naturally not out of a father's cherishment for his son, but out of anger that the body that was about to belong to him had been destroyed.
He has lived for countless years, and his only goal is to continue living for a long time. He has long lost the emotions that ordinary "people" have. Even the decision to leave behind Xie Hanyi was just a sudden whim, so that if he ever reaches a dead end in the future, he can still give himself a little room for maneuver.
Now, this escape route was needed. After finally removing the seal that was pressing on this body, Xie Hanyi chose to self-destruct, almost wasting all his previous efforts and arrangements.
So cold and indifferent
Xie Hanyi had no time to think about these things. All he could think about was Mu Fuyun, and he desperately wanted to see her.
The look of heartache and pity on her face not long ago flashed through his mind.
She said there wasn't much time left, she said it wasn't worth it.
Now, he finally understood what she said at that time. She had already thought about the time of her death.
The pain spreading from the bottom of his heart gradually awakened his body, and condensed into a sharp sword intent along the hand holding the sword, which suddenly stabbed towards Kun Sheyang.
At such a short distance, if it were him in the past, he could kill his opponent with just one sword.
But now, his meridians were damaged and his spiritual power was greatly reduced. Even if he used all his strength, it was only less than half of its previous power.
Kun Sheyang stood there fearlessly until the tip of the sword was less than half a knuckle away from him, then he quickly dodged to the side. His speed was exactly the same as those of the countless monsters that appeared in Wubei Town.
"With your current broken body, you still want to hurt me?"
He sneered and leaped to a high place. The hand hanging by his side was slowly emitting black air.
Xie Hanyi didn't want to say another word to him. After his sword missed, he quickly turned around and attacked him again. Without the powerful spiritual power and realm support, he still had an impeccable swordsmanship that was precise and powerful, and he could still beat Kun Sheyang so hard that he couldn't even react.
"The swordsmanship I learned wasn't in vain."
Kun Sheyang was becoming impatient. His spiritual power was unstable, and the body he had just acquired was no match for his newly assembled spirit. Within a short while, he was completely at a disadvantage.
"But none of this is of any use to me!"
After saying that, he moved his fingers and took out a piece of talisman paper with a hint of black air. When Xie Hanyi's next attack came, he crushed it directly in the palm of his hand.
With a puff, it was as if something burning was suddenly extinguished. The extremely faint black gas rose rapidly and rushed towards Xie Hanyi before the talisman paper turned into ashes.
When the sword tip was only a hair's breadth away from his forehead, it suddenly stopped - not only the sword, but Xie Hanyi's entire body seemed to be under a spell, frozen in place.
"Do you think that I will come to see you without any tricks up my sleeve?" Kun Sheyang said, his originally tense body relaxed and moved a little stiffly.
He had already made preparations, of course, not for the current Xie Hanyi whose strength had greatly decreased and whose body was weak, but for the expected Xie Hanyi who had broken free from the spiritual vein restrictions and gained freedom from then on.
From the last time he used Qi Yuanbai's identity to heal his injuries in Lingshanze, to this time when he came back to extend his life, he quietly added restrictions to his spiritual power when no one noticed.
"Okay, now you know everything you wanted to know. Next, just rest and recuperate."
Kun Sheyang walked closer step by step, reached out and lightly touched Xie Hanyi's forehead.
Immediately afterwards, the long sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and Xie Hanyi's tall body slowly fell backwards.
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Mu Fuyun stood stiffly by the stone steps until the effect of the Breath-Resisting Pills completely wore off, then he suddenly stepped back a few steps and sat down on the rugged rocks.
His arms and hands were scratched by the rough and sharp stone surface, and his skin was immediately torn and blood flowed out.
Maybe it was a habit, but as she watched the blood flowing from her torn sleeves and fingers, she subconsciously took out a small porcelain bottle from her mustard bag and caught the blood before it dripped onto the ground.
Kun Sheyang, who looked like "Elder Qin", had already left, and Xie Hanyi was left by him in Guizang Hall. All the complex restrictions that had not been opened before have now been opened. He doesn't have to worry about anyone breaking in - these were set up by successive Tianyan masters. After hundreds of years of accumulation, almost no one can break them.
This is indeed a scheme that has been carefully planned for many years.
There was no need for Kun Sheyang to explain many things. She had already figured it out. Mu Fuyue's death was planned from the beginning.
Because she "stole" her younger sister's talent, Mu Fuyue could not last long and would die sooner or later. The only way was to completely possess her younger sister's body.
Therefore, her death and annihilation in the secret realm was not to save her fellow disciples, nor was it due to Chu Ye's negligence, but was her own directing and self-acting - even asking Chu Ye to bring her sister back from the Hehuan Sect was something she had thought of long ago. As for the various "accidents" that followed, which allowed Chu Ye to discover the secret of the soul-nourishing technique, it was also her deliberate act.
And what Mu Fuyue did happened to help Kun Sheyang.
All along, what has been living in Qi Yuanbai's body is just his insignificant remaining soul.
After the great battle that year, his soul was shattered into pieces. In addition to the part that had been completely annihilated, many parts were suppressed under the spiritual veins of the western desert. Mu Fuyue must have helped him remove some of the restrictions in the secret realm before - she naturally couldn't touch the most powerful part, but if she loosened it a little, Kun Sheyang would have an opportunity to take advantage.
These two people, for their own selfish desires, try every possible means to occupy the bodies of their closest blood relatives.
"Mu Fuyun!" An angry female voice came from above. Zhan Yao flew down from the mountain on a sword, landed beside her, and grabbed her bleeding arm. "What are you doing?"
Zhan Yao found the healing talisman and the Guyuan Pill, and while healing her, he angrily said, "How can you get injured in the sect? Do you want to die?"
She forced the Gu Yuan Dan into Mu Fuyun's mouth. Seeing him swallow it obediently, she calmed down a little and said in a low voice, "The news has spread. When Uncle Xie went to Guizang Palace to visit the headmaster, his injuries suddenly flared up and he fell into a coma. He is now staying in Guizang Palace to recuperate."
That's why she came here.
"Is it true?" she asked in a lower voice, frowning.
Mu Fuyun's dull eyes finally lit up when he heard the three words "Thank you, Uncle Master".
"Master is indeed in Guizang Palace."
"This is bad. The life or death of the master is uncertain, and Lingshan Taoist is also unconscious. Our Tianyan is leaderless." Zhan Yao murmured, her eyes always fixed on her gradually healing wound.
Mu Fuyun said nothing more.
Things seemed to have reached a dead end, a dead end that neither she nor Xie Hanyi could escape.
She slowly stood up, looked up at the ancient and continuous Guizang Hall high up in the sky, and the voice of the Heavenly Dao appeared in her ears again.
[When the spirit palace is broken open, the soul leaves the body, and endures the tribulation of thunder, it is time to return to the right path and ascend to become an immortal.]
This is just one of the three thousand small worlds, and the destination is ascension. So what happens after ascension?
Perhaps, by then, all these things that are overwhelming me will become insignificant. After ascending to immortality, I will be able to rescue my master, right?
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