Chapter 79 Chapter 79 I like you, not as a teacher and disciple...
"Witch tribe..."
There was still a hint of shock and trance in You Yue's tone. The scene before them was so breathtaking that not only him, but most people took a long time to come back to their senses.
So, this is the formation that the Wu Clan uses to summon the Netherworld? They really want to return to the human world in their own way.
Bai Lu stared at the runes. The formation connected the energy between heaven and earth, forming a magical pattern.
He felt that it looked familiar, and when he thought about it carefully, it clearly corresponded to the Tianxing Diluo.
No wonder it seemed familiar. Not long ago, when he was climbing the stars and entering Kuidou, he encountered a similar layout when observing the network of stars in the sky and the earth.
But there is still a hint of disharmony, which is stronger than what I saw during the sky survey. Is it because of the netherworld...
Bai Lu saw it suddenly, and before she could figure it out, she heard a faint voice coming from afar.
The sound seemed to come from a distant valley, but it echoed in my ears.
"Um?"
A faint question, and then the mountains became silent.
Thousands of masked witches suddenly stopped and turned their heads to look at the same time. They accurately broke through the concealment of the Hidden Mountain Seal among the mountains and nailed the monks at the mountain gate!
The monks had excellent eyesight and could almost see that there were different strange patterns on each witch mask.
These colorful patterns formed either animal or ghost faces, but the eyes outlined were extremely lively, as if the person behind the mask could also stare at them through it.
The witches in the entire valley moved in unison, and tilted their heads at exactly the same speed. This scene made people's hearts jump suddenly, as if their energy was locked by a dangerous beast, and even their breathing stagnated.
It was just a glance from a distance, but it made people unable to move.
Even though Yan Changming was born in Jinting Island and was accustomed to seeing the devil practitioners practicing witchcraft and ghost magic since childhood, he still broke out in a cold sweat at this moment.
He was enveloped in a cold and stern aura, and the weird and strange mask seemed to be able to captivate his heart, leaving him speechless.
What about Bai Lu? Yan Changming thought of Bai Lu.
Bai Lu, who was always optimistic, was silent at this time. Yan Changming took a quick look at him. He had a gloomy expression and his fingers were tightly clasped around his staff. It was obvious that he was very alert.
Even though the Wu clan is small in number, the number of people in the clan is far greater than this small team of dozens of people.
But the witch clan did not make any big moves. After that question that sounded like a sigh, three witches in the inner circle who were wearing different masks automatically left the formation slowly, like a few cold stars floating in the air.
The other witches turned around and continued to maintain the formation.
I don’t know if it’s Bai Lu’s illusion, but the sky over Lingshan seems to be even lower, and it’s so oppressive that it’s hard to breathe, or maybe it’s just the feeling that everything in front of me gives me.
The three witches seemed to be approaching with this sense of oppression. Bai Lu took a deep breath and tried to prepare herself.
But he just blinked, and the green skinny figure flashed several times in the air like a ghost.
The phantom slightly distorted the space and passed by eerily, covering the space like a thick dark cloud!
The figure flashed in the air several times like a ghost, and in an instant it was in front of everyone, so they could see more clearly from this distance.
The three witches were all wearing dark robes. The mask on the left looked like a ghost from the underworld, the mask in the middle had a smiling round-faced child's face painted on it, and the one on the right had a long, pointed beak protruding out, making it look like a bird-shaped mask.
They appeared in front of them silently and quickly like ghosts escaping from the abyss, looking down at everyone from a high position, as if they were overlooking ants. They looked coldly at the group of monks who broke into Lingshan Mountain without saying a word.
And such silence is itself a kind of judgment.
Act now. Bai Lu's throat tightened, and his subconscious told him that he must act now!
Bai Lu raised her hand: "Feng Chun!!"
At the same time, almost all the monks rushed to take action and cast their own spells.
The ghost-faced witch on the opposite side had gently stretched out his skinny and blue hands and was slowly making hand gestures.
The next moment, Bai Lu felt that the surroundings became extremely sticky.
That's right, it's sticky, like the air is full of mouse traps, or like being in a bottle of paste, every move becomes difficult and slow.
He had never seen such magic before and wanted to turn his head, but his movements became very slow. He could see from the corner of his eye that even Huo Xuexiang was trapped in it.
Before the sword talisman could be activated, several pieces of yellow paper surrounded him and solidified in the air.
Everyone was like being put into a bottle. Before they could make a move, their bodies were taken control by the other party.
Bai Lu's mind moved, and the Qingdi Jue flashed, and plants shot out from the staff.
Huo Xuexiang also flicked his sword, and the Mokong Sword flew out.
But Bai Lu's plants drew clear tracks in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like all the other magic weapons and spells, appearing at an extremely slow speed that seemed to be frozen bit by bit.
At this time, everyone began to understand, could it be that the Ghost Face Wu Clan... controlled time? !
The bizarre tactics before their eyes had already gone beyond the realm of shock, causing every cultivator who witnessed it to feel a strong chill running down their spine, spreading throughout their bodies and even deep into their souls.
They wanted to use all their strength, but they were still no match for the enemy's one hand each. However, they just raised their hands slightly and made the enemy powerless to resist.
A feeling of despair suddenly filled my heart, freezing my will to fight.
The smiling witch in the middle raised his hand and held out a row of masks.
A closer look at these masks reveals that they are not the same as the ones they wear on their faces. They are all plain, without any patterns, and are extremely smooth, or rather, extremely blurry, with even the positions of the facial features only slightly fluctuating.
The plain mask flew towards the crowd.
The monks who were trapped in the slow speed of time had no time to react, or they had no intention to react. The feeling of desolation grew wildly, their wills were on the verge of collapse, and they felt that today would be the day they would die.
Among the three witches, before one of them has even made a move, the other two are enough to wipe out their existence.
At this moment, the light of the Mokong Sword flashed!
Huo Xuexiang frowned, and actually broke through the control of the magic with his sword. The Mokong Sword circled in the air, stirring the air that was about to solidify, and completely broke the magic.
All the monks felt relaxed and walked out of the solidified time, but the masks of the witch clan were flying towards them. The inside was deep black, like an abyss that swallowed up all light.
They looked even more confused. Even if the Sword Master broke this method, what would it matter? The Wu Clan is more numerous than us, and their cultivation is higher than ours. This is not a move to save the world, but just a gnat trying to shake a tree.
"Cheer up!" Bai Lu shouted loudly, knocking away the mask that was about to reach her.
The two words echoed in the ears with spiritual power, and the trance-like spirit suddenly converged. The whole person was like just coming out of water, and the sounds in the ears suddenly became clear and bright.
You Yue's heart shuddered, and he raised his hand to knock away a piece of plain paper that was almost in front of him. His heart was shocked: What happened to me just now!
He didn't know why, but deep down in his heart he felt a deep distrust and even despair towards himself and all his teammates, and he just wanted to give up struggling.
Until Bai Lu woke him up, he seemed to wake up from an unconscious nightmare.
Could it be that their minds were affected just now? !
You Yue realized it belatedly.
Fortunately, he was awakened by his companions, otherwise he would have died at this moment.
"Be careful of that bird-faced guy, it's him! Don't look at him!" Bai Lu had already noticed it before, but was speechless for a moment.
Bai Lu had seen similar invisible influences before. It was in Shenguan Bay that the Nightmare Ghost used the witch clan's silk book to influence Bai Lu and Huo Xuexiang unknowingly.
Although the art of time freezing is rare, it is not that difficult to deal with. It is only because everyone's will is disturbed that they subconsciously relax.
In fact, among the three witches, it was not that two made attacks while the other did not. On the contrary, the bird-faced witch who had been floating in the air with his hands up was the first to make an attack.
The bird-faced witch clan disturbed everyone's mind, causing all the monks present to fall into despair unknowingly. Just looking at that bird face made it seem like it was about to be sucked into the whirlpool.
Fortunately, Huo Xuexiang and Bai Lu both had similar experiences. Huo Xuexiang was not greatly affected because of his firm character. He flicked his sword to break the spell, and Bai Lu then woke everyone up.
Before they could even begin to feel fearful, the masks raised by the Smiling Witch Clan appeared before them one by one. The monks had to deal with them narrowly, while trying to calm their minds to avoid being disturbed again.
Yan Changming cut a bloody mark on his body without hesitation to stay awake, and then grew a bloody mark on the mask!
A chilling force rebounded upon Yan Changming's hand. He wanted to pry it away, but the mask dodged the attack flexibly as if it had consciousness, and slid along the spear to the back of Yan Changming's hand.
Yan Changming felt a chill when he touched it, and even wanted to shrink back. He bit it open, let out a quick breath, and turned to look at other people.
"Snap!" Suddenly, a mask was stuck on Yan Changming's face. It was the broken mask just now. Now it was firmly stuck on Yan Changming's face, but there were some cracks on it, which made it look even weirder.
Yan Changming couldn't help but gasp. It seemed as if wisps of evil energy from the mask penetrated into his orifices. He grasped the mask with his five fingers and tried to tear it off.
But the mask squirmed and contracted as if it had grown onto his face, and it hurt as if the skin on his face was torn apart.
Looking at the others, they were all covered by masks, with yin energy running through their bodies, and they were icy cold, as if they were trying to control their bodies. All their consciousness was trapped under the mask, as if they were becoming a vague existence without even facial features, just like the plain mask without any patterns...
A mask was about to be put on Bai Lu's face, but was blocked by vines containing rich vitality. He spread out the vines and grabbed other people's masks and tried to tear them off.
Huo Xuexiang was about to use his sword to remove the mask covering Ning Yanhu's face, but when he heard her groan of pain, he stopped Bai Lu and said, "Don't move yet. Your sword is piercing your flesh."
Bai Lu's hair stood on end as she saw that most people seemed to have difficulty breathing as they kept their masks on. Only a few people, such as Cheng Yunjun and others with higher cultivation levels, survived.
The three witches still stood with their hands in their hands and looked at everyone, but compared to their previous cold silence as if it was a death sentence, they now seemed to face up to this group of people who were able to escape from the illusion, and finally they were willing to speak.
The witch with a childlike smile spoke. Her voice was like a sticky swamp or thick honey. It was hard to tell whether it was uncomfortable or comfortable to listen to. She said in a bewitching tone, "Put it on. After putting it on, you can escape the suffering of life and death."
"But I think they feel uncomfortable wearing them." Bai Lu dodged a mask and replied.
“It only hurts for a while…” The Smiling Witch suddenly groaned and touched his chest curiously. It seemed to be a little painful there just now. Could it be an illusion?
After feeling that there was nothing, she continued, "You are trespassing in Lingshan... Ugh!"
No! The Smiling Witch reacted, but she didn't even know when and what had happened to her.
"Don't worry, it will only hurt for a while." Bai Lu imitated her and said, "How is it? Do you feel itchy and painful inside, as if something is about to grow out?"
Give them a taste of their own medicine. Just now they were attacked without realizing it, and now the Witch Clan can also experience the feeling of being attacked by surprise.
The eyes on the smiling witch mask seemed to be staring at Bai Lu, and asked coldly: "Wood tribe?"
Bai Lu: “Wrong!”
Smiling Witch Tribe: "...Water Tribe?"
Bai Lu: “It’s still wrong!”
Smiling witch tribe: "..."
"Not guessing anymore?" Bai Lu was a little disappointed when she heard that she stopped talking. How could she not have any perseverance? She could have guessed the answer if she continued to guess.
"Just think of me as a member of the Mu tribe. If you give us masks, I will also give you some specialties." Bai Lu said with a proud smile.
What grows inside the witch's body are plant spores!
These spores were released along with the plants when he was frozen before. After Huo Xue broke the spell, they quietly drilled into the body of the witch. As long as he activated them, they would grow inside.
Some of the spores were sent by Marquis Shen Guang and some by Senior Ye Ming Tai. They were so subtle that even the witch clan could not detect them.
The Smiling Witch wanted to say something else, but only a hoarse sound came out of his throat before his soul was gripped by the severe pain in his internal organs. He knelt down on one knee in agony, curled up his body and convulsed all over.
The other two witches were also a step slower in noticing the expansion of pain in their bodies. The pain, which even the strong body of an immortal cultivator could not protect from, spread from the chest to even the brain under the facial features.
“Ahhhh!!”
They underestimated these monks. Not only did they not fall after the first blow, they even fought back fiercely.
Bai Lu looked at the witches screaming in pain, showing no mercy and threatened, "Take the mask back."
"Huh..." The Smiling Witch gasped and stretched out his dry hands to call back the mask.
The masks retracted the deep yin energy from everyone's faces, and gradually loosened their flesh and blood——
At this moment, the ground beneath my feet suddenly collapsed!
Bai Lu's face changed and he wanted to wrap the vines around him, but the strong suction made it impossible for him to climb onto anything.
The land collapsed like quicksand, and what was even more terrifying was the suction that came with it, which was about to suck everyone into a certain place.
"Hold on tight!" Huo Xuexiang was right beside him. He grabbed Bai Lu with one hand and inserted the sword into the stone with the other, but everything collapsed in the blink of an eye.
The earth and rocks moved, revealing something underneath that was absorbing them.
One heavy bronze coffin after another suddenly appeared!
The coffin was engraved with spells. When the lid was opened, it looked only two meters long from the outside, but the inside was extremely deep, like an abyss.
Bai Lu could see that the others were no longer able to resist and were sucked into the bronze coffin one by one. Then the coffin lid closed tightly, as if it were one whole piece, and was reinserted upright into the ground.
Huo Xuexiang frowned and used all his spiritual power to draw his sword to sweep away the bronze coffin, but the witch tribe's technique not only caught them off guard, but the bronze coffin was also mysterious. Before the Mokong Sword could be drawn, the two were suddenly sucked into the coffin.
Then the coffin lid slammed shut, and before it was sealed, only a faint voice could be heard from outside: "...Leave it to me to refine it, it will only take three hours."
…
Nothingness. Inside the bronze coffin is a void space that seems to have no boundaries, yet it seems to be only a small space.
Fortunately, Bai Lu knew that Huo Xuexiang and he were in the same room. He called out in the pure darkness: "Master?"
A light suddenly appeared in the darkness. It was a ball of light condensed from spiritual power held up by Huo Xuexiang. He was not far away.
Bai Lu stared at it, trying to determine whether it was Huo Xuexiang himself, and whether she was hallucinating.
Huo Xuexiang: "It's me."
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Bai Lu asked, "Should I take the Bigu Pill before or after a meal?"
Huo Xuexiang: “…”
There is no proper answer to this question. Huo Xuexiang thought about it and said helplessly: "Please allow me to think about it again."
Bai Lu couldn't help laughing. He asked a question that was limited to Xuanshan, and Huo Xuexiang also answered him using the puppet version of the sentence structure that was limited to Xuanshan.
Huo Xuexiang came over and even suspected that Bai Lu's strictness was intended to amuse him.
"How unlucky! They put us in coffins and said they would refine us. They don't want to turn us into zombies. We can only jump around, and then I won't have my official uniform..." Bai Lu looked around and muttered to herself. She grasped her staff and soon came up with a good idea.
"I asked Chao Tianzi to break this place?"
Haha, what kind of magic weapon can withstand an attack from Emperor Chao Tian.
Although this method is old, many predecessors have proven with blood and tears that it is really useful.
"Okay, okay." Chao Tianzi said happily in his magic wand.
"Wait." Huo Xuexiang felt it, unsheathed the Mokong Sword, and the flying sword shot out in one direction.
Bai Lu began to feel something was wrong because Mokong Sword had not returned after a minute.
"???" Bai Lu said in shock, "How was this coffin made? Is it very big?"
He was still estimating in his mind how big it was.
Huo Xuexiang recalled the Mokong Sword and said, "The aura here is not right. If I'm not mistaken, this is the gap between the human world and the netherworld. There's nothing here, but it's hard to tell where the edge is."
Refining within three hours, when Chao Tianzi finds Bian Shi, Bai Lu calculated it and asked Chao Tianzi: "Can you do it?"
Chao Tianzi said awkwardly: "Okay, it will take some time... Oh, I'm so annoyed, is this targeting me? The Wu Clan can't afford to play this trick!"
Bai Lu was also very unhappy and thought of another thing.
"Wait, the Wu Clan does have a strong control over space. They can connect magic tools to the void zone between the two worlds, and can even move the Netherworld to the human world. They were also the ones who brought me here... Hey, the Wu Clan won't invade the Earth again, right? No, that formation seems to be closely related to the star network here, and has nothing to do with my hometown..."
Bai Lu was lost in thought and continued to ponder the formation he had just seen, but he always felt that something was wrong.
When he was surveying the sky, he originally thought that the disharmony was caused by the movement of the Netherworld. However, as he gradually digested the network sensations of the Netherworld, he felt that there was no correspondence when he saw the Witch Clan's formation. He felt more and more that the disharmony was not caused by the changes in the Netherworld.
"Master, did you notice that formation? I feel that the formation is connected to the heavenly stars and earthly networks. They used it to transfer to the netherworld? But why do I feel that..."
"Something is wrong?" Huo Xue continued, "Or rather, it's more than that."
"You discovered it too?" Bai Lu asked in surprise. It wasn't his illusion. There was indeed a problem.
Huo Xue was originally meditating on the Heavenly Stars and Enlightenment. He had also noticed something when they first met, but the Witch Clan soon discovered them, and like Bai Lu, he had no time to say anything.
Huo Xuexiang nodded and said, "The Wu Clan has a very broad plan."
"What does the Witch Clan want to do? Turn the entire twelve continents of the human world into the underworld?" Bai Lu thought of the terrifying aura faintly coming from the formation.
The fact that the witch clan is able to master such magic is simply amazing in a double sense.
Bai Lu took out the first silk book he had, which also recorded the star map. Various thoughts flashed through his mind, all in a mess, as if he had grasped something, but they were all dispersed, leaving only one: how to deal with the witch clan.
"Then we have to go out first. Chao Tianzi, don't move." Bai Lu searched his own space. He felt that there were more suitable props.
Huo Xuexiang held Bai Lu's hand, raised his head in the air, and said: "Don't use a hundred methods, just use your strength to break it."
Bai Lu paused while rummaging through her bag. "What do you mean?"
Huo Xuexiang nodded. Magical weapons are troublesome, so it would be better to use people.
In the past, he could illuminate the sky with a single sword, and now, he could use his sword to cut a path.
"Regulate your breathing first." Huo Xue said to Bai Lu.
"Master, you need to rest first before you can break it?" Bai Lu said in confusion.
"You take a rest." Huo Xuexiang said calmly, "You must be exhausted from resisting the illusion just now. It's safe here."
Bai Lu: “…”
But it’s not very safe, being locked up. Bai Lu couldn’t help laughing.
Bai Lu had been busy all day, and it must have consumed her energy to stabilize and wake up everyone under the witch clan's mental attack.
It will take time to refine it, but Huo Xuexiang is sure that he can get out. So right now, this place has really become the safest place to regulate his breathing.
"That makes sense." Bai Lu lowered her head and sat down.
Huo Xuexiang even took out Bai Lu's pillow from the mustard seed Sumeru and stuffed it into his hand so that Bai Lu could relax a little. The familiar breath really made Bai Lu feel relieved.
The surroundings were empty and silent, so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat and breathing. This was the first time they had been alone together in days.
Hold the pillow, regulate your breathing, and feel the flow of spiritual energy.
Bai Lu couldn't help but steal glances at Huo Xuexiang, and the image of them leaning against each other flashed through her mind again.
He saw that Huo Xuexiang's expression was still indifferent, or perhaps it was because the silk ribbon covered his eyes, which were the parts that could reveal his true thoughts the most, and concealed part of his face, making it difficult for him to show more emotions.
But Bai Lu knew that was not the case. When Huo Xuexiang stroked his head, it was gentle. When he smiled, it was tolerant and helpless. And when they hugged...
Those are not available at random.
Bai Lu's skin even felt slightly numb again, and he missed the warmth of Huo Xue's touch, but now he couldn't ask for it without any other thoughts as he had done in the past.
"Master, can we defeat the Witch Clan?" Bai Lu murmured unconsciously.
He knew from the beginning that going to Jintingzhou would be full of dangers, but the current gap in strength was so great that it was difficult for him to have the confidence that he would win.
Especially since he still had so many things to do. He hadn't found his way home yet, hadn't met his family, hadn't met his master yet...
But Bai Lu also knew that this was not the time to retreat.
In the current situation, you will be in danger if you stick your head out or hide your head. You either have to fight with the witch clan or watch the world turn into hell.
Bai Lu thought that he just needed some encouragement.
Huo Xuexiang couldn't say "it's okay" to Bai Lu at this moment. He gently stroked Bai Lu's cheek and said, "I will always be with you."
That's enough. Bai Lu nodded silently.
The strange feeling in my heart surged again with the warmth of my thumb brushing across my cheek, and it was almost impossible to ignore it.
Huo Xuexiang was also quietly sweeping his spiritual power over the white dew, sighing slightly in his heart, suppressing the surging feelings in his heart.
While Bai Lu was still thinking, Huo Xuexiang asked, "Are you done?"
Ah, time to go.
Bai Lu nodded blankly and put the pillow away.
Huo Xuexiang raised one hand and placed it behind his head, his bony fingers hooked around the blindfold.
Bai Lu paused for a moment and realized something: Does Huo Xuexiang need to unlock the seal and release all his cultivation to cut open the magic weapon and create a way out?
Doesn't that mean...
The next moment, he saw Huo Xuexiang twitch his fingers and untie the soft silk ribbon that had a sealing function, revealing his deep and handsome eyes and brows.
Her eyelashes moved slightly, and the pair of eyes that had not seen the world for a long time opened. The eyes that had once reflected the cold stars of eternity were deep and cold. The moment she opened her eyes, her gaze had accurately captured Bai Lu's figure.
This was the first time that Bai Lu saw Huo Xuexiang's eyes, and it was also the first time that Huo Xuexiang saw Bai Lu with his own eyes.
He stared at Bai Lu without blinking, describing every inch of her appearance, and suddenly felt that the previous divine sense scan was like scratching an itch. The strong emotions were hard to conceal, just like the stars in the night sky, which were brighter because of the person in his eyes.
Huo Xuexiang had an idea, and walked forward and gently tied the silk ribbon on Bai Lu's braid as a headband. He ran his slender fingers through Bai Lu's hair, and his fingertips restrainedly brushed through her hair, and he sighed softly.
The distance between them was shortened by this action. They had often been at this distance, but had never looked into each other's eyes.
Bai Lu looked up at him blankly. Huo Xuexiang's eyes were gentle yet contained a storm-like surge that made people almost indulge in them.
Before this, Huo Xuexiang could only use his spiritual sense to scan it, which was like a physical touch. But when he really faced his eyes, Bai Lu realized how much emotion it could carry.
Or maybe Huo Xuexiang could no longer conceal it.
If she had seen it earlier, Bai Lu would have understood it sooner...
Finally...saw it.
Huo Xuexiang remembered that Bai Lu once said that she wanted to see the color of his eyes. Now, Bai Lu saw his eyes, and he finally saw Bai Lu with his own eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, Huo Xuexiang said hoarsely, "...I will break the spell."
He turned around and was about to raise his sword to break the spell, but suddenly, tough vines grew out of the white flower ring on his finger, which wrapped around his hand and then extended, landing in Bai Lu's palm.
Bai Lu grasped the vine tightly and pulled it, and the force pulled Huo Xuexiang and made him turn around.
Bai Lu looked at his hand blankly, as if the vine had subconsciously captured Huo Xuexiang before he could react.
But Bai Lu did not let go, but looked at Huo Xuexiang with burning eyes.
He didn't know when he had sensed it, and had noticed his own subtle emotions. He claimed to be alert, but he was blinded by the master-disciple identity in another world. It was not until he was at the border, in Jintingzhou, that his feelings became clearer and clearer.
Ever since he came to Xuanshan, Huo Xuexiang has been special.
She is the one who can see that he is homesick before he even realizes it, and the one to whom he can confess all the secrets in his heart.
Bai Lu was a straightforward person, and because of the circumstances in the past few days, he was not in a position to speak. But at this moment, about to face the Witch Clan and already facing Huo Xuexiang's gaze, he could not hold back.
He was even a little dissatisfied - why did Huo Xuexiang just raise his sword and walk out without saying a word? The atmosphere was so good, did he have to wait until the fight was over before he could talk?
Bai Lu deliberately vented his dissatisfaction, but it sounded more like a spoiled child. He hooked the vine in his hand and said, "Don't you have anything to say?"
Huo Xuexiang's heart trembled, a feeling that was expanding infinitely until it filled his chest, and he could not withstand any more stimulation.
He knew why Bai Lu asked this. The young man seemed to have seized the best opportunity to draw his sword. He grabbed the vine without hesitation and said, "Yes."
Huo Xuexiang said: "I entered Xuanshan when I was young, practicing sword and cultivating immortality. I thought my path was to ascend to heaven. Later, I walked around the world and saw all the rivers and mountains. I thought my path was to use the sword in the world. It was not until I met you that I knew what it meant to be unable to control myself."
The path to immortality, the righteousness of the human world, and the difficulties he has never encountered in spiritual practice were all given to him by Bai Lu. The inner demons and nightmares he has never seen were also given to him by Bai Lu. Bai Lu also brought him more interesting and gentle smiles. Once a thought arises, how can it be calmed?
Huo Xuexiang said bluntly: "I like you, it's not a master-disciple relationship."
Bai Lu's body trembled slightly, which was rare. He couldn't control the burning heat in his heart. He looked at Huo Xuexiang and said, "If I could change my heart to yours, I would know how deeply I miss you."
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