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The space passage seems long, but it will eventually be finished.

Finally, Yan Luoyue's feet stepped on solid ground again.

She glanced around, passing over the environment of the peak that had now been renamed some unknown famous peak, and a feeling of homesickness arose in her heart.

To the other people in Guiyuan Sect, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang had only been away for more than two years.

But Yan Luoyue herself has already stayed in the spirit world for seven years.

Although a foreign land is beautiful, it is not your homeland after all.

At least now, Yan Luoyue was standing on this familiar ground, and many thoughts surged in his mind.

She wanted to see what name her peak had been given and asked her senior brother for a new stack of straw weaving.

Yan Luoyue wanted to go to Ershibi to soak in the hot springs, and also wanted to go to Danfeng to see Chang Lili's latest research results.

She wanted to eat the familiar hometown dishes: honey-glazed chicken wings, mapo tofu, boiled fish, braised prawns...

In addition, there are Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, Senior Brother Ba Shui, and her game console business...

Only after returning to her hometown did she realize that there were still so many things waiting for Yan Luoyue to do!

At the same time, a nostalgic smile appeared on Wu Manshuang's face.

He glanced sideways at Yan Luoyue's expression, then smoothly read a recipe from her face.

Wu Manshuang teased him and said deliberately, "Shall we go to the cafeteria first?"

"No." Yan Luoyue rejected this tempting option with difficulty, "Let's...let's do business first."

While talking, Jiang Tingbai had already noticed the presence of several more people at the top of the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, a tall and handsome figure in a sword robe appeared with a sword in hand.

"This place is the 'Guess whether you want to change the name of the peak'. I wonder how many... junior sisters? Junior brothers?"

The moment he saw who it was, Jiang Tingbai's tone quickly changed from official and upright to the surprise of seeing someone close to him.

Yan Luoyue stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously at Jiang Tingbai: "Senior Brother! Manshuang and I miss you so much!"

Together with Wu Manshuang, she carefully selected many special products from the spirit world to make a maintenance package for the □□ sword for her senior brother!

In addition, they also specially packed a bag of plush grass stems unique to the spiritual world, preparing to add insult to injury to Jiang Tingbai's straw weaving materials... bah, to add color.

Jiang Tingbai jumped off the flying sword and stretched out his hand. The silver-like cold long sword fell into his palm, and he sheathed it smoothly and effortlessly.

Even though Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang were carrying a lot of bags and looked like refugees who had just traveled thousands of kilometers, it did not prevent Jiang Tingbai from showing them a warm smile.

At the same time, he also noticed the existence of Cen Mingxiao and the Nightmare Messenger Jiying.

"Junior sister, who is this...?"

Coincidentally, Jiang Tingbai's voice and Jiying's question overlapped.

Jiying asked respectfully: "Dear mother, should I call him..."

——In terms of generation, since he is Luoyuezhimu’s senior brother, shouldn’t he be called “Uncle Jiang from the human world next door”?

Before Yan Luoyue could dig her toes into the ground, the smile on Jiang Tingbai's face first froze and then quickly disappeared.

Jiang Tingbai looked at Jiying in shock, paying particular attention to the other party's light green wings.

Then, Jiang Tingbai, who had always remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe, looked at Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang, who looked much older, with an almost terrified look.

——Although Jiang Tingbai had anticipated certain things when Chu Tiankuo reminded him, "You will become a hammer."

But now this result... is really too unexpected!

How fast does time flow in the mirror world? Why did all the junior brothers and sisters grow up in less than three years, and even the children can call "Mom" politely? !

——Also, in his mind, his junior brother and sister are still two children.

So, what exactly did the junior brother do to the junior sister?

Brother Jiang's confused thoughts were all written on his face.

Yan Luoyue originally wanted to correct Jiying, but when she saw Jiang Tingbai showing such open emotions, she couldn't help but tease him.

With a stern face, Yan Luoyue let out a long sigh.

"One day in the world of cultivation is one year in the mirror. It's a long story, but you've seen the current situation... Hey, Senior Brother, how about we go our separate ways from now on? You call me 'Junior Sister' and I call you 'Little Brother'?"

Jiang Tingbai: "..."

Jiang Tingbai looked at Wu Manshuang in shock!

Wu Manshuang lowered her head silently, as if she was confessing her sins.

Jiang Tingbai still had doubts - mainly because he had taught the young version of Yan Luoyue and was too familiar with Yan Luoyue's pranks.

"Has it really been that long?"

"Hahahahaha, of course not!"

Yan Luoyue decided to stop while she was ahead and waved her hands with a smile.

Led by Jiang Tingbai, the group walked towards the reception hall. On the way, Yan Luoyue and Jiang Tingbai explained what had happened.

"…I need to talk to Master about this important matter. Senior Brother, where is our Master?"

Jiang Tingbai said: "Master went to Hongtong Palace not long ago."

"Hongtong Palace? It's unlucky. Why would Master go there?"

Yan Luoyue reacted very quickly and came to her senses in the blink of an eye: "Oh, wait, are we already looking for trouble with Hongtong Palace?"

I guess only this matter could make Ji Qinghong, who always likes to be lazy, so active.

Jiang Tingbai nodded slightly, and then recounted the developments in the cultivation world over the past two years.

As a top sect, Hongtong Palace usually behaves in an arrogant and domineering manner, and has accumulated many frictions with various sects and factions, making people in the world dare not speak but dare to be angry.

Ever since the secret activities of the Silver Light Arena were exposed to the world, Hongtong Palace was immediately put at the center of public opinion.

At the beginning, Hongtong Palace also symbolically picked out several elders to sacrifice as a sacrifice, as an explanation to the world.

They thought they could just let this go.

However, Gui Yuanzong, who had been patient and accommodating until then, for some unknown reason, actually united with Fanyin Temple and Xueyu, the three major forces, to interrogate Hongtong Palace one after another, demanding an explanation from them.

What explanation can Hongtong Palace give!

Others may not know whether Hongtong Palace is a good cake, but doesn’t Hongtong Palace itself know it?

If possible, the cultivation world naturally hopes that Hongtong Palace can be allowed to decline naturally and achieve a smooth transition of power.

But as the one who was about to "decline", Hongtong Palace was naturally unwilling.

When it comes to a do-or-die battle, even a trapped beast will still fight, let alone a sect that is so powerful and deeply rooted.

Finally, not long ago, the conflict between the two factions became so intense that it could no longer be concealed.

Hong Tonggong could no longer tolerate the blunt knife-like method of cutting flesh in the cultivation world, so he kicked the table over.

That night, a total of thirty-two cities were attacked.

The raiders were from the city's own people.

They were once young talents with high hopes, or guest elders in a family.

These people should have had a bright future, but unfortunately, they had drunk the blood wine of the Silver Arena in the past few years.

That night, thirty-two cities fell into chaos, and nine of them were directly damaged by this internal rebellion.

Hongtong Palace wants to use this method to warn everyone: Be careful, there may be blood wine drinkers in your sphere of influence who have not been detected yet!

Their original intention was to establish their authority over the world, but unexpectedly, it aroused public anger instead.

As a result, the East, West, and North Alliance, led by the three major forces, gained widespread support.

A total of thousands of sects formed teams and participated in the siege of Hongtong Palace.

If Jiang Tingbai were to say, this encirclement might not be a rehearsal for future resistance against the army of monsters.

All the sects that joined basically wanted to take a bite of Hongtong Palace and drink the soup to replenish their blood before the real battle.

"At the beginning of this month, the two sides struck the first sword... Well, you know Master's temper."

There is an old feud between Ji Qinghong and Hong Tonggong, which is filled with blood debts.

Now that he heard that he could find fault with Hongtong Palace, how could Ji Qinghong not go?

Just by listening to this description, Yan Luoyue could imagine this scene:

When he heard the news, Ji Qinghong's face, which always had an expression of watching a show, must have revealed the pleasure of revenge.

While Jiang Tingbai was talking, Cen Mingxiao and Ji Ying sat quietly, each holding a cup of tea in their hands, like the host's favorite guests.

While Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang were giving these two years extra lessons, they also silently memorized the situation in the human world.

After asking Ji Qinghong, Yan Luoyue asked about the second teacher's pen, Mi Jichen.

"Big Brother, my Second Master is not still in seclusion at the headmaster's place, right?"

You know, it seems that after catching the Love Devouring Demon in Shancha Town, Yan Luoyue has never seen the Second Master Mi Jichen again.

At first she went to ask her master, and Ji Qinghong replied with a smile that the Second Master had gone to the headmaster's place for seclusion.

Although I don't know what it means to throw your apprentice to the leader, but considering that the person who answered this way is Ji Qinghong, it seems that he can do it.

But in the following years, Yan Luoyue never saw Mi Jichen again.

Apart from the holidays, when she and Wu Manshuang would receive gifts and red envelopes from Ershibi, Mi Jichen seemed to have disappeared in the Three Realms, like a netizen who was always offline.

As time went by, Yan Luoyue also sensed something was wrong from everyone's subtle attitudes.

I have never heard of any hidden disease in the Second Master's pen before.

Unless the leader is just lacking a white jade pen to approve documents.

Otherwise, Yan Luoyue couldn't think of the reason why the Second Master's Pen had disappeared for so long.

During the seven years in the spirit world, Yan Luoyue would sometimes look back on the Love Devouring Demon incident:

She gradually began to guess how Jiang Tingbai knew the name of the gray shadow and the unique voice of the Love Devourer that sounded like both a man and a woman.

After hearing this question, Jiang Tingbai replied calmly:

"Ji Chen is in seclusion for a long time. You may be able to see him in some time."

After a brief pause, Jiang Tingbai asked a somewhat strange question.

"You are looking for dust... Is it related to these two guests?"

"No." Yan Luoyue stood up, "However, since Master is not here, I will take them to see the headmaster."

Whether it is the truth about the demons being trapped back then, or the alliance between the cultivation world and the spirit world, they are all top-notch events, and Yan Luoyue has to find someone who can speak usefully.

…

I haven't seen him for a long time, but the master still looks like an immortal.

Thousands of years of experience have honed his courage to remain calm in the face of adversity.

Even after hearing these two important events, he simply slowed down his beard-twisting movements and did not show any inappropriate expression.

Yan Luoyue sat aside to accompany the guests.

For some reason, she had a vague feeling that the master did not seem surprised that the demons and alien species were not of the same kind.

Instead, it seemed like he was hearing information about the spirit world for the first time.

The headmaster changed several angles and discussed many issues with Cen Mingxiao in a serious and careful manner.

Jiying also noticed this detail.

He was young and full of energy, and had just come out of the house, so he asked very bluntly:

"Do you already know the difference between us and those invaders?"

The headmaster nodded slowly, smoothing his beard with a smile.

"Over the years, we have reviewed the original battle against the demons and discovered some strange things from the events back then, so we have been restoring the truth over the years."

"Little Taoist Ji, you bravely ventured into the spirit world alone. You are a young hero. I want you to know that we have people in the demon world."

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue blinked thoughtfully.

——It’s not “We got news from the demons”, but “We have people in the demon world”?

This statement seems a bit subtle.

Yan Luoyue lowered his head and pondered for a while.

When the topic came to a temporary end, she brought it up again.

With a hint of meaning, Yan Luoyue said, "Master, Second Master has been in seclusion here with you for many years. I am sorry to bother you."

"It's okay." The headmaster stroked his beard with a smile.

The tone of Yan Luoyue's inquiry was quite obscure, and his compliments also sounded somewhat suggestive.

"Junior Brother Ji's disciples are all very smart and clever, and Ji Chen is also very practical and sensible, which makes me feel a little more at ease."

The two did not continue with the current conversation.

Soon, the head of the sect changed the topic away from Mi Jichen.

He smiled amiably: "I heard that Lili has been refining a special kind of elixir for the past two years. She also said that she was inspired by you?"

"Ah, this..."

Yan Luoyue recalled that before she went to the spirit world, she seemed to have suggested Chang Lili to develop a sterilization drug for the alien demon.

Thinking of this, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but ask, "How is Lili's research going?"

The head of the sect said cheerfully, "As for the specific progress, I don't know. But it's always a good thing that you young people have some fresh ideas. If you are anxious, go find Lili first."

Waving his hands, the headmaster turned his attention to the other two people present.

"As for Young Daoist Fellow Cen and Young Daoist Fellow Ji, I'll have to trouble you to answer questions for an old man like me."

Hearing the sect leader's tactful words of farewell, Yan Luoyue smiled and took her leave immediately.

Of course, before leaving, she did not forget to ask the master for a few branches of the Falling Moon Tree.

The leader who was fleeced: "..."

The headmaster said with some sadness: "You, kid, really have inherited the style of your master..."

Just by looking at the style of behavior, one can tell that Yan Luoyue must be Ji Qinghong's direct disciple!

…

Yan Luoyue wanted to get the branches of the Luoyue Tree back in order to make the Mirror Tree.

After confirming the idea of ​​"using body refining techniques to fight against the Puppet Love Devouring Net", Yan Luoyue decided to use the mirror fruit and Luoyue wood as materials to conduct a preliminary refining.

Referring to the characteristic of the Mirror Fruit that "if one half is injured, the injury to the other half will also be symmetrical", Yan Luoyue plans to refine the Mirror Fruit and make it his own unique magical weapon.

However, after arriving at Danfeng, Chang Lili gave Yan Luoyue a bigger surprise.

"Generally speaking, the mirror fruit has the characteristic of duplicating the damage done to the other half of the fruit, ending with the gray line."

Chang Lili stood under the tree, looking at the fruit tree that was originally planted by Yan Luoyue, her expression filled with confusion.

"But this mirror tree seems to have undergone some kind of mutation... Look, even its trunk has grown into a half-black and half-white appearance."

Yan Luoyue's heart moved slightly: "That is to say..."

"I once did an experiment where I carved a scar on one side of a tree trunk, and the same scar would immediately appear on the other side of the trunk."

Chang Lili said with emotion: "The characteristics of the fruit have actually been extended to the tree. This is truly an unprecedented discovery. It's a pity that I haven't figured out the principle behind it yet."

Yan Luoyue had a reasonable guess: this mirror tree was probably affected by her aura.

It is said that wherever the leaves of the Fallen Moon Tree were buried, flowers would bloom forever the following year.

So it is not surprising that the trees that she planted with her own hands, visited from time to time, watered them, and sprinkled some nutrient soil on them, would have changes.

However, in this way, Yan Luoyue can directly experience this mirror tree!

Coincidentally, the original form of the Falling Moon Tree is also a tree.

If this refining is successful, Yan Luoyue will be able to accumulate valuable experience.

Borrowing Chang Lili's place, Yan Luoyue started to refine.

The art of physical training is inherently difficult.

The original version that Song Qingchi studied was applied to the human body. Yan Luoyue changed the subject from human to plant, which made it even more difficult.

In addition, she was determined to regard this refining as a preview of the future.

The three conditions are combined into one, and the difficulty is increasing to a higher level.

Therefore, it took Yan Luoyue nearly half a month to successfully refine the mirror tree into a growing magical instrument.

Looking at the final product in front of him, Yan Luoyue let out a long breath.

She recited a spell, shrunk the size of the mirror tree, and held it in her hand.

Then, Yan Luoyue patted the tips of the little flames of Fenfen, Momo and Honghong in turn.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"——What about me?" Wu Manshuang stood aside and smiled calmly, "Are there any compliments for me?"

As early as the afternoon when Yan Luoyue was refining the essence, Wu Manshuang had already come to Danfeng.

Since every plant and tree that Wu Manshuang cared for would wither inexplicably, Chang Lili had always strictly forbade Wu Manshuang to approach her beloved nursery.

So, Wu Manshuang spread her wings and landed directly into this small courtyard.

As his figure fell, his wide, densely feathered wings flapped proudly twice before being folded.

Honghong, who was on duty, saw this and probably recalled her glorious past.

So, he pounced on Wu Manshuang on the spot, like a face-hugging cat, and fought with him very seriously.

Wu Manshuang: “…”

"You still have something to say." Yan Luoyue glared at Wu Manshuang unhappily.

"There was one time when the three of them came to fight with you, and the fire in the smelting furnace almost went out."

Wu Manshuang pretended to be ashamed and lowered her head, as if to emphasize calmly: "But I beat them all."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue held his forehead helplessly: "Why do you sound so proud..."

Moreover, what's going on with this sense of showing off by beating up other male birds like a bird choosing a mate?

Although the Teng Snake incarnation has wings, Man Shuang's true form is actually a stone.

Yan Luoyue shrunk the black and white mirror-like tree into a thin strip, which she wore in her bun like a unique hairpin.

This weapon refining session lasted for too long, and Yan Luoyue's fingers were a little trembling. She twisted it two or three times in a row, but the position was never what she wanted.

Her slender, snow-white fingers were intertwined between her long black hair, and her soft, dark hair was tossed back and forth.

One strand of hair mischievously escaped from the crowd, and its tips flew up in the wind. Wu Manshuang caught it in time and twisted it at his fingertips.

After twisting the strands of hair around her fingers two or three times, Wu Manshuang suddenly said, "Let me do it."

"Huh?"

Without saying anything, Wu Manyhuang pressed Yan Luoyue onto the stone bench in the yard and used her fingers as a comb, combing Yan Luoyue's hair strand by strand.

His slender and powerful fingers stroked Yan Luoyue's scalp. There seemed to be an electric current on his fingertips, which aroused a slight numbness and itching throughout his spine.

Every time Wu Man Shuang's palm stroked, a comfortable coolness brushed across the back of the neck.

Yan Luoyue unconsciously stiffened her back and tried to keep her tone steady: "Feel, feel a little weird?"

"Feeling cold?" Wu Manshuang simply placed her palm on the back of Yan Luoyue's neck, "Then cover yourself and you'll be warm."

"...No, this is even more weird." Yan Luoyue murmured.

She didn't know why, but she always felt like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of the neck by fate.

Although I could escape by waving my claws a few times, I still... forget it.

At this moment, Yan Luoyue chose to lie down like a salted fish.

Alas, cats are such proud creatures that they always claim to be the masters of the world.

If they choose a poop scooper, they will allow the owner to pinch their paw pads and will even take the initiative to show the owner their paws. They must be willing to meow for the owner.

A gentle breeze blew across the courtyard. Wu Manshuang's fingers moved through her hair with just the right amount of force, not hurting her scalp at all.

In the extremely familiar and safe atmosphere behind him, Yan Luoyue, who had been practicing for half a month, finally felt the long-awaited relaxation.

She yawned deeply, and then in sweet comfort, she recalled the old stories of their time together.

"--alright."

In the end, it was Wu Manshuang's concluding remarks that awakened Yan Luoyue's consciousness again.

Wu Manshuang put her arms around Yan Luoyue's shoulders from behind and placed a mirror in front of her eyes.

He said gently, "Look at this, do you like it?"

In the mirror, the boy's chin rested on the girl's hair.

In the mirror, two people are reflected at the same time, showing their close intimacy.

Unconsciously, ripples seemed to appear in the depths of their eyes and hearts.

"...I like it." Following the clear and violent beating of her chest, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but answer this question.

Or maybe...she wasn't just answering a question.

Adjusting the unique "mirror tree hairpin" on Yan Luoyue's head, Wu Manshuang chuckled and said frankly:

"When I was still a stone, my greatest wish was to pick up a handful of your branches and put them in my arms."

But stones have no arms, so this wish is of course just a wish.

Until they all cultivated human-shaped incarnations——

More than a handful of branches, a few leaves, or a blooming flower.

Now, Wu Manshuang can hold Yan Luoyue completely in her arms.

Yan Luoyue slowly closed her eyes and leaned back slightly.

The cool and fresh breath enveloped her, and the embrace behind her was so familiar.

But this time, she heard an extremely powerful heartbeat behind her head, so violent that it seemed to break through the thin layer of flesh.

Gradually, the beats of the two hearts became the same, as if they were inseparably integrated into one.

"Full of frost."

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Full of frost."

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, hey, nothing, just calling you."

"Okay. You can do whatever you want."

"Really? Then I... um, slurp slurp slurp!"

"...Luoyue." Wu Manshuang closed her eyes and sighed softly, "You are like this..."

Yan Luoyue suddenly perked up, leaning in Wu Manshuang's arms and looking up, smiling with a hint of mischief, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Wu Manshuang said softly, "I get a little annoyed when you always talk all the time without doing anything."

“…”

In an instant, Yan Luoyue's mind was blank.

Damn it, he learned it from me. Yan Luoyue was shocked and thought: Manshuang actually evolved secretly without my knowledge!

…

Just like at a birthday party, the most anticipated part is blowing the candles.

After Yan Luoyue finished refining the artifact, the happiest moment was giving it a name.

"If its size could be reduced a little, into the shape of a needle, and could fit into the ear, I would name it 'Ruyi Jingu Tree'."

With his cheek buried in Wu Manshuang's shoulder, Yan Luoyue spoke in a nonchalant manner.

After hearing this naming method, Wu Manshuang thought about it and put her hands together.

“…What are you doing?”

"Pray for it." Wu Manshuang said seriously.

"Tsk." Yan Luoyue curled her lips and announced loudly, "But now, I have a more suitable name."

Upon hearing this, Wu Manshuang had a subtle expression.

As expected, the next second, Yan Luoyue said: "Since this magic weapon will hit anyone...bah, anyone who is hit will lose an amount of blood according to my reduced health points, I decided to call it 'Come and Cut Me If You Are My Brother'."

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Wu Manshuang pointed out the loophole in this: "What if the opponent doesn't come to attack you, but just runs away?"

Yan Luoyue widened her eyes and looked at him as if it was a matter of course: "Then there is still you, right?"

"Indeed." Her eyes darkened slightly. Wu Manshuang slowly raised an expectant smile as she didn't know what she had anticipated. "I've always been there."

The mirror tree itself is a rare and precious object in the world of cultivation. The magical instruments refined from it are of very high level and can be effective even for cultivators in the Mahayana stage.

In addition, Yan Luoyue added branches of the Luoyue Tree into the smelting process.

It can be said that after equipping the skill "If you are a brother, come and kill me", except for the Puppet Love-Eating Net, no one in the world can be a match for Yan Luoyue.

Equipped with brand new god-level equipment, Yan Luoyue was immediately eager to try it out, and wanted to find a BOSS on the spot to experiment with the effect.

Coincidentally, the battle instigated by Hongtong Palace has just begun.

Before rushing to the battlefield, Yan Luoyue left several mirror fruits left over from the refining process to Chang Lili, thanking her for taking care of the mirror tree.

In return, Chang Lili also gave Yan Luoyue a large bag of special medicine powder.

"I have made several versions of the alien demon sterilization potion you asked me to make last time, but I don't have any experimental materials to verify the effect."

Chang Lili frowned and said, "Luoyue, if you find any alien demons on this trip, remember to help me try the medicine - oh, by the way, the powder may have some side effects against demons, Luoyue, you have to write them down for me."

Yan Luoyue agreed immediately, and then set out for Hongtong Palace with Wu Manshuang.

…

Before they reached Hongtong Palace, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang encountered a very special group of cultivators on the way.

Their eyes were bloodshot and their expressions were dull. One could tell at a glance that they had drunk blood wine.

These monks who drank the blood wine were fighting with a group of monks holding the "Alliance" flag.

In terms of cultivation, the strength of both sides is similar, both are at the Golden Core level.

However, these monks who had drunk blood wine were not afraid of being injured. Even when the sharp swords pierced their bodies, they did not show any pain.

When their eyes met, one could see that they had dark expressions, and a bit of the aura of zombies besieging a city.

"Is this still a living person?" During the fight, someone gnashed his teeth and cursed, "This is simply a living corpse! You dog from Hongtong Palace, you have caused so much harm to people!"

At this point, they are no longer living people; they have clearly become puppets of alien species, lackeys trained specifically for fighting.

Upon seeing this, Yan Luoyue immediately pressed the button of the flying boat and went to help.

As soon as she jumped down, the team of monks below shouted, "Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

It turned out that when they saw others joining the battle, that team of puppets immediately chose to self-destruct, and their flesh and blood exploded into a powerful and brutal firework.

Yan Luoyue lowered the magic weapon shield in time to protect the team of monks holding the "Alliance" flag and avoid possible harm.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." The team of monks breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Luoyue glanced in the direction of the self-destructing monk and said curiously:

"Are there so many people who have drunk blood wine and have not been screened out until now?"

Logically speaking, after the incident at the Silver Light Arena, all the major sects had conducted a screening.

Later, Hongtong Palace caused disasters in thirty-two cities at night. After this incident, each city was screened again in detail.

Unexpectedly, he could still encounter this kind of blood wine puppet on the road at will. This was somewhat beyond Yan Luoyue's expectations.

Someone said bitterly: "How can this be - these puppets were originally disciples of Hongtong Palace."

Yan Luoyue blinked her eyes and tried hard to identify it. She was actually able to make out the sword pattern of Hongtong Palace from the clothes that were blown into pieces.

“…”

"Hongtong Palace has gone crazy." Another person murmured, "This time we attacked Hongtong Palace just to punish the main culprits. As for the ordinary disciples in the palace, we will naturally keep them to make up for their crimes."

After all, ascetics are not serial killers.

It would be too shocking to say that the most powerful force in the world, such as Hongtong Palace, was completely killed.

However, who could have known that Yimeng intended to show leniency to ordinary disciples, but it was Hongtonggong himself who wanted to kill all his disciples.

The man said hoarsely, "We only discovered it when we came here. It turns out that Hongtong Palace has given blood wine to all disciples when they entered. As for daily practice, Hongtong Palace is accustomed to using blood wine as an aid..."

Therefore, when the war broke out, all the disciples of Hongtong Palace, regardless of whether they had ever considered turning to the light or not, became the most loyal puppets under the control of the law.

"Like what happened just now, when we are evenly matched with the other side, they will fight us. But as soon as you join in and find that you have lost your advantage, these Hongtong Palace disciples will directly self-destruct."

At this point, the man's voice was almost filled with hatred:

"I really don't understand. With the status and position of Hongtong Palace, why would they betray our human race and join the monsters? How can they benefit from treating the disciples in the palace like this?"

Yan Luoyue remained silent and shook her head gently.

Obviously, both the human world and the demon world had a premonition of the impending war.

Therefore, the cultivation world organized a team to attack Hongtong Palace, hoping to eliminate the spies before the war officially started.

The Puppet Love Devouring Demon also wants to consume the manpower of the cultivation world.

So, they sent Hongtong Palace to the front line without hesitation as cannon fodder.

As for why Hongtong Palace betrayed the human race and stood on the side of the monsters...

Yan Luoyue murmured to herself, "Either, the top leaders of Hongtong Palace have all been controlled by the Puppet Love Devourer. Or, human hearts are really that despicable."

Yan Luoyue had seen the control method of the Puppet Devourer of Love before. The creatures controlled by it were like artificial retards, doing things methodically and fearlessly.

Considering that Hongtong Palace had kept the secret secret for three thousand years, Yan Luoyue leaned towards the latter.

With a light sigh, Yan Luoyue patted the fellow Taoist on the shoulder.

"I will head to the main battlefield of Hontong Palace. I will ask them the answer to this question myself."

She wanted to ask for the answer for the ignorant disciples who entered Hongtong Palace, for the sacrificed predecessors in the cultivation world, and for herself as the Falling Moon Tree.

Then, she would grab the opponent's neck, press their heads into the ground, and kneel forever in the direction of Cui Wei Jian Ge.

…

When Yan Luoyue arrived at the main battlefield of Hongtong Palace, she encountered Ji Qinghong fighting one against four.

These four Mahayana monks are all ancestor-level figures.

The fact that they were so shameless in attacking Ji Qinghong showed that they valued Ji Qinghong very much.

When Yan Luoyue arrived, Ji Qinghong's clothes had been torn, and a tuft of his snow-white hair had been cut off, but he did not look at all mad. On the contrary, the four people who fought against him all looked very angry.

"You thief rabbit, since you dare to speak so arrogantly, you will lose your life today!"

"Saving your life is not a big deal." Ji Qinghong said lightly, "Well, it's better than having your knees broken in front of monsters for eight lifetimes."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Qinghong felt a familiar breath that he had not seen for more than two years. He raised his eyebrows, withdrew quickly, and said with a smile: "My disciples are here."

"——No matter who comes, you will die today." Another Hongtong Palace ancestor said gloomily, "If one comes, I will die with you. If two come, I will die with you."

After hearing these words, the smile on Ji Qinghong's face suddenly deepened, as if he was watching a good show finally begin.

He said slowly: "It seems that you still don't understand."

"Yes, your disciples are nothing but useless people. My disciples..."

As he spoke, a glimmer of understanding flashed across Ji Qinghong's eyes.

For a moment, Yan Luoyue almost thought that Ji Qinghong would reveal her identity on the spot.

Who would have thought that the next second, Ji Qinghong changed the subject and praised happily: "——And my apprentices are two Pokémon!"

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue broke down in her heart and covered her face.

Listen to this.

Those who know will understand that you have used the "exaggerated method of a genius with divine objects when he is in a very good mood, calling someone a treasure" and made some abbreviations.

If someone who doesn’t know hears this, they might think you have crossed into another dimension!

But since Ji Qinghong has already praised them so much, Yan Luoyue will certainly not collapse.

With a slight smile, Yan Luoyue pulled out the long black and white hairpin in her hair and blew gently.

"Really? Someone wants to kill me?" Yan Luoyue was surprised. "It's touching. I haven't heard of such a grand goal for a long time."

She said very sincerely, word by word: "Then...you guys have to work harder!"