Under the scrutiny of his senior teachers, Ling Yunpo organized his thoughts slightly and then recounted what he had seen in his dream.

When he said, "The sword light pierced his chest, and he fell rapidly downwards, as if he was submerged by water," he was finally interrupted by the headmaster of Yujing who could no longer bear it:

"So what? Did he tell us the whereabouts of the Taiyin Suming Sword?"

"No." Ling Yunpo shook his head and said, "I woke up directly."

As a result, everyone could not hide their disappointment, and the Guan family's ancestor turned around and asked:

"Can I dream again?"

"One divination cannot be interpreted in two different ways." Jian Buyan refused with a smile.

"Why is this happening?" Yujing Sect Master frowned and asked, "Will there be a backlash? Or was it because the second prediction was inaccurate?"

"It can be counted." Jian Buyan still smiled, "It is accurate, but it will be misleading."

Everyone was silent.

The most frightening thing about arithmetic is “accurate, but misleading”, which is much scarier than “inaccurate”.

A seemingly correct wrong conclusion is more difficult to guard against than a completely wrong conclusion.

The seniors went to discuss the follow-up action plan, while Ling Yunpo came to An Zhisu and asked with concern:

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay." An Zhisu hesitated to speak.

When she put herself in Yin Xiaojing's shoes in the dream, she could feel the heart-wrenching pain in his heart and his regret for being born a demon.

Of course, sympathizing with Yin Xiaojing is completely politically incorrect in today's Shushan, so she didn't dare to say it out loud, but just kept it quietly in her heart.

The Guan family's ancestor, the headmaster of Yujing and others discussed collectively for a while, and finally decided that since there was no other way to let it go, they would use a carpet search method again.

The so-called carpet search is to let Ling Yunpo maintain the state of sword bone resonance and walk up and down the entire Tianmen Peak, trying to lure out the Taiyin Suming Sword that may be hidden in some corner.

The search operation took a full five hours, which almost exhausted Ling Yunpo, before it was finally announced that nothing was found.

After returning to Qingluo Peak exhausted with Senior Sister An, Ling Yunpo had no interest in talking and planned to go back to his room to meditate and rest.

After taking a few steps forward, I saw An Zhisu standing in the shadows, seemingly shedding tears.

Lingyunpo: ???

No, isn't Senior Sister so sentimental? She can't help herself after watching a short movie?

"Senior sister?"

"I'm fine." An Zhisu's words were obviously insincere.

After spending so much time together, Ling Yunpo had figured out his sister's temperament, so he pretended not to know and said:

"Then let's go back and rest."

Seeing that his junior fellow disciple did not ask any questions, An Zhisu was helpless and could only take the initiative to ask:

"Junior brother, when I entered into my dream today, after I put myself in the shoes of Yin Xiaojing, I always felt..."

"Do you feel a little sympathy for her?" Ling Yunpo asked tentatively.

"Yeah." An Zhisu nodded.

"It's normal for Senior Sister to think this way." Ling Yunpo said earnestly, "But Senior Sister, you are not Yin Xiaojing, but An Zhisu."

"Think about it. If there is a pair of junior brothers and sisters in Qingluo Peak, and the master has invested a lot of effort in them. Now suddenly it is discovered that the junior sister is a demon, and the junior brother wants to take her away and take away the treasures of our Qingluo Peak..."

"Then I will stop them and plead with the master on their behalf." An Zhisu said without hesitation.

Ling Yun let out a groan, then he remembered that his senior sister was so protective of him that she was unreasonable. He could only change his words again:

"Then let's change to junior brothers and sisters from other peaks. Now one of them is a demon, and the other one wants to elope with her and take away the treasures of our Qingluo Peak. What will you do?"

"Why would the junior brothers and sisters from other peaks take away the treasures of our Qingluo Peak?" An Zhisu asked in confusion at first, and then he became murderous, "Of course we kill them!"

"That's right." Ling Yunpo sighed and said, "Different identities and positions determine that we will have completely different attitudes when facing the same thing."

"If Senior Sister were in Yin Xiaojing's position, she would naturally feel extremely pitiful because it would be difficult for her to balance the interests of her race and her husband and children."

"But Senior Sister is not Yin Xiaojing, but An Zhisu. She is not Ouyang Zhao's wife, but my Ling Yunpo's... Ahem, Senior Sister, so it is better to consider it from the perspective of Shushan disciples."

"Is that so?" An Zhisu smiled gently, "Don't worry, Junior Brother. I won't dwell on this anymore."

After helping his senior sister to resolve her emotional issues, Ling Yunpo said goodbye and went back.

An Zhisu returned to the room, looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, and suddenly sighed again.

Junior Brother Ling advised her to think from the perspective of Shushan's righteousness, and she certainly understood what his junior brother meant.

However, she had an instinctive fear of "sacrificing personal interests for the collective good" - the reason was that over the past few decades, the various peaks of Shushan had used excuses such as "for the sake of the sect's interests" and "the Wenqing School is an evil way" to collude with each other and jointly exclude Qingluo Peak.

An Zhisu could fight off the provocation and malice from her fellow disciples with her powerful military force; but she had no good way to deal with the exclusion and embarrassment from those who upheld justice and were crowned as the Emperor of Tang.

If one day, the Shushan Shangqing Sect wanted to kill my junior brother for the sake of justice, what should I do? Even if my master stood on the side of the sect after coming out of seclusion, what should I do?

If that is the case... should I kill my relatives for the sake of justice, or follow Ouyang Zhao's example and betray the sect...

An Zhisu gritted his teeth silently, feeling upset and unable to even enter a state of meditation.

The next morning, Ling Yunpo woke up from his meditation, and performed several large circulations according to the "Taishang Hunyuan Zhenlu", completing today's Huafu exercises.

When a cultivator reaches the Transformation Palace Stage, what he has to do every day is to breathe in and out to refine his Qi and use his true essence to nourish the Purple Palace in his Dantian.

To be honest, it's very boring.

In the Qi Refining Stage, one can see the Qi Sea in the Dantian growing stronger as the practice progresses;

During the practice of the Marrow Cleansing Stage, one can see the turbid air in the marrow cavity being continuously cleared away with the flushing of the true qi.

Both can produce corresponding changes, giving the monks a clear sense of accomplishment.

But the Huafu stage is different. The cultivator is just mechanically nourishing the Purple Mansion with his true essence day after day, and the changes are almost negligible.

After finishing the morning lessons, Ling Yunpo picked up the broom and went to the entrance of the Taoist temple to sweep the floor.

After sweeping for a while, Lin Duanshan and Guan Shanyue came down from the sky with swords.

"Why are you sweeping the floor again?" Guan Shanyue asked puzzledly.

"Let's talk business first." Lin Duanshan interrupted her and said, "Lingyun is broken, the miasma in the Hundred Thousand Mountains will soon dissipate."

"Oh." Ling Yunpo responded listlessly.

The Shiwan Mountains are a large area of ​​mountainous terrain located in the south of Mount Shu. There are countless monsters, spiritual herbs, ancient relics... However, in the 365 days of the year, more than 350 days are shrouded in poisonous miasma, which not only prevents the spiritual consciousness from spreading, but long-term inhalation will also damage the physical foundation of the cultivator.

The East Emperor Road is located in Yulong Mountain among the Ten Thousand Mountains. The method of passing through the miasma is a secret of the sect that is not passed on. The Shangqing Sect of Mount Shu has coveted it for a long time, but was blocked by the miasma and could not invade.

However, during the coldest two weeks of winter each year, which are also the least hot days in southern Xinjiang, the miasma covering the Shiwanda Mountains will slowly dissipate.

At this time, the Shushan sword immortals would form a group and go south to compete with the Donghuangdao monks for various resources, and they would always return with a full load.

But what does that have to do with me?

Ling Yunpo continued to sweep the floor, only to hear Guan Shanyue say:

"As a reward for participating in the sword-hunting event yesterday, the ancestor has secured two places for you at Qingluo Peak."

Ling Yunpo was slightly startled when he heard this and raised his eyebrows.