Ling Yunpo stood on the river bank and the more he looked, the scarier he found it.

To be honest, when I was fighting against Senior Sister An, I just felt that she was very strong and powerful.

Now seeing the corpses piled all over the ground, I realized that Senior Sister An’s reputation as the “Grass-Cutting Sword Fairy” was not earned by winning battles.

But it was caused by killing people!

Thinking back, I occasionally teased my senior sister on purpose in the past, and it was only because I took advantage of her favor towards my junior brother, otherwise I would have been killed by her long ago.

Ling Yunpo was thinking silently, when suddenly he saw a figure running towards him from the opposite bank of the river.

"Junior brother!"

An Zhisu shouted in surprise, and without caring about the fast-flowing river in front of him, he stepped into the water. In an instant he rushed to the shore and hugged his fellow apprentice tightly.

Ling Yunpo was held so tightly by her that he couldn't breathe. He wanted to struggle, but then he remembered the deaths of the previous corpses... To be precise, it was the anxiety and helplessness reflected in the deaths of those corpses that made the senior sister unable to find herself, and immediately let her hold him obediently.

"It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay." An Zhisu held him in her arms, touched him again and again, and after making sure that he was safe, she carefully let him go and wiped her tearful eyes.

"Sister, what do you think can happen to me?" Ling Yunpo asked with a smile.

"With your physical condition, anything is impossible to happen?" An Zhisu scolded him harshly, "Even if a demon monk at the Marrow Cleansing Stage comes, he might be able to kidnap you!"

"Senior Sister, the poison in my body is gone." Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

"Gone?" An Zhisu grabbed his right hand and probed with his spiritual sense, "Why is it all gone?"

"I don't know." Ling Yunpo used the method of scratching the back of his head, "After Mi Wulin woke up, he found that all the turbid air in his body was gone."

No one would believe this nonsense, but An Zhisu did not doubt it for three reasons:

The first is the doting and trust that the senior sister has for her junior brother; the second is the strong temperament of the unyielding character Ling Yunpo; the third is Tiansheng Jianxin's affection for Tiansheng Jiangu.

With the triple overlap, even if Ling Yunpo pointed at a deer monster and said, "This is a horse monster," Senior Sister An would probably just nod and say, "Oh, yes, yes, yes."

What Junior Brother said must be right. If he was wrong... so what? But we must not let Junior Brother feel disappointed.

The two talked to each other for a while, and then An Zhisu took out the sand pen and began to communicate with Guan Shanyue.

Soon, everyone reunited in Lixi Town.

Duan Fenhai and Lin Duanshan both looked a little unhappy. After all, they had been searching in the Ten Thousand Mountains for a long time and had killed quite a few Demon Cult monks, but they got nothing. And in the end, you, Ling Yunpo, ran back by yourself... You can imagine how depressed they were.

Guan Shanyue had a higher EQ. He pulled Ling Yunpo and showed concern for him, saying some gossipy things like "How are you?", "What happened?", "It's a good thing you're okay, otherwise your senior sister would have exploded". An Zhisu was so angry that her eyes twitched and her hand kept touching the hilt of the Feiyan Sword.

To get back to the point, this southern expedition to the Ten Thousand Mountains is almost done here.

They had drunk the stalactite in Langgan Cave and fainted in the Misty Forest, but no one asked each other whether their cultivation had improved.

So what if it grows? So what if it doesn’t grow? It’s just the work of others anyway.

More importantly, in the next sword-hunting operation, the Guan family’s ancestor will take everyone to the East Emperor Realm Gate!

If one could obtain the Sun True Darkness Sword, then the reward from either the Shangqing Temple on Mount Shu or the Guan Family in Longyou would definitely be more than thirty years of Purple Mansion skills.

Of course, there is little hope in this regard...but we still have to try our best.

After resting in Lixi Town for a while, everyone finally received the call from the Guan family's ancestor.

Since they have to go deep into the Ten Thousand Mountains and trek to reach the gate of the East Emperor Realm, the Shushan sword immortals participating in this operation will not have a very low level of cultivation.

Lin Ling, Duan Guan'an, the top five seats on the Immortal Sword List are representatives of the Foundation Establishment Realm; there are also a number of Golden Core True Immortals and a number of Nascent Soul Elders, among whom the sword immortals of the Longxi Guan family account for the majority.

However, the head of Yujing did not come. It was probably because he found that the demonic cultivators in the Shiwan Mountains were all small fry. He didn't know where their high-level main forces had gone, so they stayed in Shushan to guard against sneak attacks.

Although the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains are dangerous, with the presence of the immortal Guan family ancestor, the journey was safe and sound.

Most of the monsters, after sensing the aura released without reservation by this immortal, consciously retreated far away.

After traveling for several days, everyone finally arrived at the gate of Donghuang Realm.

The Donghuang Realm Gate was located in an extremely wide valley, nearly a thousand feet high and a hundred feet wide, and was built with some kind of white stone-like material. Everyone could see the top of the gate across the mountain peaks, and it almost reached the sky above the sea of ​​clouds.

No one knows who made this thing, but it is estimated that its history is even older than what is known in the world of cultivation, and probably no later than Nuwa mending the sky.

Ling Yunpo asked about the Kunlun Mirror and the Qingping Sword, but he couldn't explain the origins of either mirror or sword clearly, which showed how mysterious their origins were.

After passing through the mountain pass and entering the valley, a hot and poisonous air blew towards us from a distance.

"That is the Sun's True Fire ignited by the Sun's True Sword." Guan Family Patriarch looked at the endless flames in the distance and sighed, "Even immortals dare not go deep into it, otherwise they will be in danger of falling."

"If you continue along the mountain road, you will see a stone tablet with the words 'Donghuang' engraved on it."

"Go past the stone tablet and continue straight toward the boundary gate until you see a boiling spring."

"Stand by the spring and talk to Ouyang Zhao in the distance. Get close to him, put forward conditions, talk about feelings... You can try any method as long as you can make him agree to hand over the Taiyang Zhenmei Sword."

"Who of you plans to go first?"

"Why don't I go first?" Guan Shanyue said with a smile.

"Okay." The Guan family's ancestor waved his hand and let him go.

So Guan Shanyue began to move forward and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

In less than an hour, Guan Shanyue returned, with nothing in his hands.

"How is it?" asked the Guan family's ancestor calmly.

"I told him that I understood his feelings for Yin Xiaojing." Guan Shanyue replied, "He asked me a question."

"What's the problem?"

"Have you ever liked anyone?"

"How did you answer?" asked the Guan family's ancestor with a frown.

"I answered yes and made up a name, and then he ignored me." There was no disappointment on Guan Shanyue's face, but rather a thoughtful look.

The second person to try was a Jindan Zhenren from the Guan family. Before leaving, the Guan family's ancestor specifically instructed him to "perform according to the script prepared in advance."

Soon, the Jindan Zhenren came back and shook his head at the Guan family ancestor from a distance:

“He ignored me the whole time.”

The Guan family's ancestor nodded when he heard this, without any disappointment on his face.

It happens every few years anyway, and he's used to failing.

"An Zhisu." The Guan family's ancestor suddenly said, "Do you want to give it a try?"

"Me?" An Zhisu asked in surprise.

"That's right." The Guan family ancestor said, "You are a woman, and you are practicing the Questioning Love Stream. See if you can evoke his memories of Yin Xiaojing."

"What should I say?" An Zhisu was a little confused.

"You... forget it. You can't act well even if I ask you to." The Guan family ancestor sighed, obviously impressed by the low emotional intelligence of this swordsman who cuts grass. "Just play your true colors. Talk about whatever you want, and then let him set the conditions."

About an hour later, An Zhisu returned from afar, his hands still empty.

"How is it?" asked the Guan family ancestor, "Did he agree?"

"No." An Zhisu shook her head.

"What did you say?" the Guan family's ancestor continued to ask.

"I scolded him." An Zhisu replied.