Liang Yihan waved his hand and put all ten boxes into his storage ring. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, young lady. I will put this ant gu into Bodhi Temple soon. After it is successful, I will send a message to you by spirit crane."
Liuli gazed intently at Liang Yihan, then gently placed her right hand on Lingxi's head. Lingxi paused, then looked up at Liuli.
Liu Li's gaze was indifferent as she said calmly, "Liang Yihan, these numerous demonic ant gu would be of great use to anyone. If you dare to take these gu for your own use..."
She glanced at Lingxi, then turned her gaze to Liang Yihan, a cold smile playing on her lips. "You should know," she said, "Lingxi is... oh, no, I mean Ahua. Your Ahua is in my hands... For the sake of avenging the annihilation of my Nine-Tailed Fox clan, if my scheme fails, I, Liuli, am capable of anything..."
Liang Yihan turned to look at Lingxi, only to see her looking up at Liuli's cold face with sorrowful eyes. A hint of pity appeared in Liang Yihan's eyes. He turned his gaze to Liuli's small face and said meaningfully, "It's been many years since we last met. You've changed a lot, young lady. Don't worry, I will definitely put this ant gu in Bodhi Temple. I hope you can... treat Lingxi well."
"Okay." Liuli nodded in satisfaction. She stood up, dusted herself off, and turned to walk towards where Li Molin and the others were gathered. As she walked, she said lightly, "Let's go, Lingxi."
Lingxi glanced at Liang Yihan, then followed Liuli with light, graceful steps.
“Lingxi…” Liang Yihan called softly, his eyes half-closed.
Lingxi paused, but did not turn around.
A hint of sadness could be seen in Liang Yihan's half-closed eyes as she said softly, "I thought you had an older sister who would love you, so you might be doing well, but... haven't you been having a hard time these past few years?"
Lingxi's sea-blue eyes shimmered, and tears were about to well up. She raised her head and barely managed to hold back the tears. Her voice was slightly hoarse as she whispered, "Whether I'm doing well or not is none of your business."
“If you’re not doing well…” Liang Yihan blurted out, then paused for a moment before continuing, “…come back to my side.”
"Heh." Lingxi chuckled coldly and said, "Go to your side? To refine resurrection pills for your sect elders?"
Having said that, she didn't linger any longer, and nimbly chased after Liuli.
After exchanging a few words in hushed tones, Liu Li, Li Molin, and the others flew away one after another. Liang Yihan listened to the sound of the wind whistling away as it disappeared into the distance, his figure, leaning against the big tree, remained motionless, showing no intention of getting up and leaving.
A gentle breeze blew across his face, ruffling two playful strands of hair that peeked out from his bun. The strands brushed past Liang Yihan's eyes, causing his eyelashes to flutter slightly.
His half-closed eyes held a bewildered expression, as if he were not seeing the scene before him, but rather the small courtyard where crabapple petals fell many years ago.
In that early summer, the weather was just right, with the sun shining down generously, making people feel warm and comfortable, the warmth penetrating their limbs and bones.
A young man lay on a wicker chair, his eyes closed in rest, a gentle smile on his lips. Curled up in his arms was a brightly colored tabby cat, sleeping soundly and purring softly. A crabapple petal drifted down and gently landed on the cat.
This scene is the most profound and warmest memory.
Liang Yihan slowly closed his eyes, his expression sorrowful, and murmured, "Ahua..."
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July 3rd, cloudy.
The autumn wind howled, blowing the withered yellow leaves off the lush trees on Pure Land Mountain. The fallen leaves, separated from their branches, were carried away by the wind and flew into the distance, drifting aimlessly.
Early that morning, Liang Yihan came to Pure Land Mountain alone to visit Abbot Shi Ning of Bodhi Temple.
A young monk led Liang Yihan to the back mountain, and they walked along the path between the meditation rooms toward the meditation room where Shi Ningjing was meditating.
It was just past the morning prayer time. The outer disciples of the temple were busy in the Buddha Hall in front, while the inner disciples were meditating in their respective meditation rooms. There was not a single person in sight as we walked forward. We could only hear the sounds of wooden fish and chanting coming from the meditation rooms next door, which made us feel peaceful.
With a smile on his face, Liang Yihan walked slowly behind the little monk. The storage ring on his hand behind his back emitted a faint light, and a series of thin black lights connected in a line. When they fell to the ground, black insects the size of ants crawled away quickly and disappeared.
The Demon Ant Gu is nocturnal, and the bright daylight makes it extremely uncomfortable for them. So they either hide in the grass or in the soil, and all of them lie dormant.
When they reached the end of a path, Liang Yihan had already silently released nine thousand demonic ant gu, hiding them in every corner of the meditation room complex. The little monk walking in front of him was too weak in cultivation to notice his actions at all.
The young monk led Liang Yihan to the meditation room of the monk Ningjing before leaving.
At that time, Shi Ning was sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the Buddha shrine, meditating. When he saw Liang Yihan enter the meditation room, he quickly stood up to greet him and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Liang."
Liang Yihan cupped his hands and greeted, "Abbot Shi Ning."
Shi Ning led Liang Yihan to sit down with him on the prayer mat in front of the Buddha shrine, and asked with a smile, "I wonder what brings Fellow Daoist Liang here?"
Liang Yihan said with a smile, "I have heard bits and pieces about the demonic fox these days. The Buddhist sect has suffered greatly because of it, and my Taoist sect does not want to stand idly by. I have come here today to ask the abbot if there is anything of use for our Yuandao Sect?"
Shi Ning's eyes flickered. He pondered for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Liang. It's just a vile fox. Our Buddhist temples are discussing sending some elite disciples to capture and kill her. There's no need to trouble the Daoists."
"That's good." Liang Yihan lowered his eyes and smiled, "If there's anything the esteemed monks can do to help me, just say so."
"Alright." Shi Ning smiled and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Liang."
Liang Yihan changed the subject and began to talk about the current situation in various parts of the Central Plains. Shi Ning also chatted with him earnestly. The atmosphere between the two was peaceful, and there was no trace of hostility between them in the struggle for the orthodox lineage.
Late that night.
Numerous demonic ants crawled out from their hiding places and silently slipped into the meditation rooms through the cracks in the doors. Then they dispersed and burrowed into the bodies of all the sleeping monks.
Among the more than one thousand inner disciples of Bodhi Temple, those with lower cultivation levels only had two or three ant-like insects crawl into their bodies, while those with higher cultivation levels, due to their abundant spiritual energy, had a dozen or even twenty ant-like insects vying to enter their bodies.
However, most of the disciples in the temple had low cultivation levels, so the nine thousand demonic ant gu released by Liang Yihan were more than enough to be distributed among all the disciples in the temple.
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