"We have to go now! Wen Jingge! Hurry up! Look at the mess this illusion has become!" Qu Xiu cried as he hit the image stone in front of him, the scene depicted on the stone being the events unfolding within the illusion.
"And what about your disciples? Are they reliable or not? They're just refusing to leave and insisting on making a scene. Isn't that a clear sign that they don't value their own lives?"
"Wen Jingge! I'm talking to you, are you listening?"
"Stop playing with your man, can you at least think about me?"
"I'm heartbroken! You destroyed my Qinghe Mountain, fine, but you can't destroy the illusion realm too!"
Wen Jingge picked at her ear. Tell me, which woman could remain calm in the face of such a unreasonable and irrational man?
They moved to a new room, to Huo Yongfei's room. When they arrived, Huo Yongfei was still discussing the battle formation with Song Huan, seemingly studying some new type of formation. Neither of them seemed to notice the noises outside.
It wasn't until the cold wind and rain outside rushed in with Wen Jingge that the two realized what had happened outside.
Right now, Wen Jingge is covering Lu Wei with a blanket, while Liang Si and Fan Zifan have gone to look for Shan Hongxing. They said that after they parted yesterday, Shan Hongxing was taken back by Ku Puti of the Mizang Sect to play chess, and the two of them talked all night and haven't returned yet.
"Xiao Wu, just listen to what Master Qu says! Help him, this is a major event for our Xuanmen, isn't it? Besides, our disciples are still inside."
Huo Yongfei knew Wen Jingge's capabilities and had always trusted her, even though her current situation seemed unstable from various perspectives.
However, Wen Jingge is the most likely candidate to obtain the Cangjie Sword.
It is true that Cangjie is the treasure of Qinghe Mountain, but few people know that it is the mountain's treasure that Qinghe Mountain itself could not extract.
If Wen Jingge goes in, Cang Jie will definitely take her as his master without the disciples even having to lift a finger.
Huo Yongfei will always remember that those unruly sword spirits often fell silent in the hands of his junior sister, and the young Wen Jingge was also silent, because Wen Jingge always looked down on those swords that others envied.
Wen Jingge always carries many miracles in her life. Before the Demon Harp recognized its master, no matter what Qu Xiu said, Huo Yongfei would not have persuaded his junior sister to do such a dangerous thing.
"When Shan Hongxing arrives, he'll lead the charge. I'm not in good condition right now; my condition is unpredictable. It would be such a waste if I died in there!"
How can you boost others' morale while belittling your own?
"Then go and show me how to deflate someone else's arrogance?" Wen Jingge sneered. "Have you finished dealing with everything on the mountain? You seem to have a lot of free time."
"Bai Ru is handling it." Qu Xiu touched his forehead, as if he had finally remembered the main topic. "Right, I remember now. Judging from the traces of the Snow Maiden, she seems to have gone towards the illusion, and she's probably about to enter it now. Think about how frozen we third-rank cultivators are, and think about your disciples. Can they withstand it?"
Wen Jingge! You must go in quickly! This is no joke! They…”
"I admire you." Wen Jingge covered his mouth and said to Huo Yongfei, "Senior Brother Sect Leader, I'm going to find Shan Hongxing. Please keep an eye on him for me. Lu Wei's condition is unstable right now, and he might easily go into qi deviation."
"Okay." Huo Yongfei knew he couldn't be of much help, so after the others left, he continued to study the array diagram with the bookworm Song Huan.
He used to have no interest in these things, but several major events that have recently occurred have forced him to pay attention to them.
"Master, tell me, was the decision I made right or wrong? Unlike Fan Zifan, I don't like gambling, but unfortunately, Xiao Wu has been gambling more and more since he woke up."
“He was gambling, but he lost.” Bitter Bodhi sighed helplessly. “What a good child, to throw away his life like this. Just so he could see me one more time in the future, I strongly disapprove of such a thing.”
"Me too." Shan Hongxing took a sip of the hot tea in his cup, raised his eyes, and seemed a little sleepy. "There was thunder today."
"It must have been your junior sister who made the commotion, right? She did the same thing during her stay at the Tantric Buddhist sect." Ku Bodhi sighed. "She is a woman born with a destiny, so it is only natural for her to act this way. It would be strange if she did not."
"Destiny?"
“My foolish junior brother thought he was the same.” Bitter Bodhi sighed for a long time when he said this. “Unfortunately, he was wrong, terribly wrong. I never thought that the seed of this would be planted in his disciple. Zhilin is also a child with a bad fate. What kind of Buddha of Compassion and Joy is he? He was just corrupted by demons.”
"I heard he once went to that dead zone?"
"I've been there." Ku Bodhi suddenly paused, because he got up in a hurry and broke the cups on the table, splashing soup all over him. He didn't care much as he pushed open the window.
Looking out at the snow-covered landscape, Ku Bodhi was stunned. "How could this be? How could she have followed us here? She shouldn't have been with Zhilin!"
"This is……"
The people from the Tantric sect were all arranged to stay in the relatively remote Dongshan. The snowflakes had just arrived, and even the thunder caused by Wen Jinge could only be seen here, not truly felt.
"Did someone you know do this?"
“Not a demonic cultivator, but… but…” Even Bitter Bodhi didn’t know how to describe the Snow Maiden.
She harms people based on her whims and saves them based on her mood. The legend of the Snow Woman has always existed in the snowy plains of the Mizang Sect, also because of the complexity of her nature.
"I don't know how to describe this Snow Maiden, but in short, if a master encounters her, he will usually suffer a setback."
"Senior Uncle! Senior Uncle! Are you there?" Ling Yi called out a few times outside the door, and then heard the door open. He must have been led in. "I'm looking for Senior Uncle. Something big has happened. Please take me to see Senior Uncle quickly."
“Benefactor Shan,” Ku Bodhi called out to Shan Hongxing, who was about to leave, and handed him a string of Buddhist prayer beads. “You and I are destined to meet. My master once asked me to protect you, and I think today is the day. This string of prayer beads has been with me since I entered the Tantric sect. Now I give it to you, Benefactor Shan. It may save your life in a critical moment. Benefactor Shan, please keep it safe.”
Shan Hongxing was taken aback. He had initially planned not to accept it, but then, as if remembering something, he took it anyway. "Thank you."
He jumped downstairs, and Fan Zifan grabbed his hand and led him outside. "The master of Qinghe Mountain is just a figurehead. The disciples trapped in the illusion are waiting for you and Xiao Wu to rescue them. Forget about their disciples. You need to hurry in and rescue all the disciples of our Xuanyun Sect."
"What's going on now?" Shan Hongxing was completely bewildered.
When he came out, he was deeply shocked by the snow scene before him. "Snow Woman? Isn't that a legend? Junior Sister Bai is an abandoned baby who came back to life from that dead zone. If there really is a Snow Woman, why doesn't she possess Junior Sister Bai?"
"Are you stupid? Is it better to be a helpless baby, or a free and unfettered ghost?"
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