Chapter 62 Wang Zelanghuan went crazy.
The last time they met, Wang Ze's final impression of Chu Sheng was still stuck on the glorious story of a young girl in the Qi training stage who fought five people alone and then took the initiative to leave the sect.
But now the two meet again, one of them has crippled legs and feet, and his realm has fallen to the Foundation Establishment stage, while the other has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. How can this not be a huge gap?
"I really didn't expect that..." Wang Ze smiled bitterly. "I'll let you see me like this, Junior Sister."
"I didn't expect to see my brother here."
"My master...is she okay?" Wang Ze asked.
"Elder Fuqiu once went to the Miyin Sect to look for you two, but who knew that the entire huge sect was completely deserted..."
Chu Sheng looked at the peasant woman who had a slightly stiff expression beside him, and his tone was slightly deep.
"I presume this is Fairy Langhuan of the Miyin Sect. My apologies. I wonder what happened when you lived in seclusion here, and who are you hiding from now?"
"Since you've come, I won't hide anything from you." Wang Ze held the peasant woman's hand, as if to give her some courage. "What happened back then, Lang Huan and I truly had no choice..."
Wang Ze fell into memories of the past.
As one of the sects that is most open regarding the emotional affairs of its disciples, the Hehuan Sect does not have the same prejudice against demons or devilish cultivators as some other sects.
This open-minded attitude of universal peace and harmony has made the circle of friends of the Hehuan Sect's disciples extremely broad and mixed.
Fairy Langhuan and Wang Ze met in a small secret realm. They had similar interests and personalities, and were a perfect match.
In the world of cultivation, some people dream of immortality, some dream of being superior to others, and some people's dreams are simple and unpretentious, they just want to live a happy and fulfilling life in this big world.
Wang Ze is one of them.
Since he joined the Hehuan Sect, he has been practicing from the Qi training stage all the way up, and he can be said to have experienced a lot.
Cultivation could not bring him happiness, and immortality made him feel lonely. After searching for a long time, he finally met the fairy Langhuan. He believed that she was his destined harbor.
Fortunately, Fairy Langhuan thought the same as Wang Ze and made the same choice as him.
Wang Ze was planning to bring Fairy Langhuan back to Hehuan Sect to meet his master, but before going to Hehuan Sect, Wang Ze wanted to get the affirmation and recognition of Miyin Sect first.
As a sect of demonic cultivators, the Miyin Sect is located on the border, neither close nor far from the Hehuan Sect. After visiting the Hehuan Sect and then returning to the Hehuan Sect, with the speed of a Jindan stage cultivator, it only takes more than a day's walk to reach the desert.
Wang Ze and Fairy Langhuan went to Miyin Sect first with their beautiful pursuits for the future.
Of course, they were blessed.
Wang Ze and Fairy Langhuan look forward to their future life. They can travel together to secret places, explore rare treasures, visit the scenery of all continents, and finally choose a suitable place to settle down.
Many demon cultivators gradually integrated into the local community in this way, and many Hehuan Sect disciples also integrated into the world of cultivation in this way. Everything seemed perfectly normal.
The change occurred when they were about to leave.
Fairy Langhuan's master, who was talking to the two of them, turned into a ball of blood mist in front of Wang Ze and Fairy Langhuan without any warning.
Fairy Langhuan was stunned.
After she came to her senses and realized what had happened, the previously calm and gentle female cultivator fell into complete madness: "Ahhhhhhhh Master————!!!!"
Lang Huan's master was a demon cultivator who had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, but he was still defenselessly blown into a ball of blood mist, without even a trace of his soul remaining.
This means that the person behind the scenes who controls everything must have the ability to reach at least the Mahayana stage above the Spirit Transformation stage!
Wang Ze struggled to comfort Lang Huan. They broke away from Master Lang Huan's cave and tried to seek help from other members of the sect, but something even more terrifying happened:
Unsurprisingly, every member of the Miyin Sect who saw them would turn into a familiar blood mist in the next second.
This was like a murderous curse, and Lang Huan had completely lost his mind. He could no longer hear Wang Ze's call and fell into extreme madness.
The demon elders of the Miyin Sect who were in the God Transformation Stage were alarmed by this unusual movement. They took action to suppress the crazy Lang Huan and wanted to put the two people who caused the unusual movement into jail first so as to control the situation which was getting out of control.
Their thinking was not wrong, but everything that happened was too late.
The speed at which this emergency deteriorated was far beyond anyone's control. Before Wang Zelian could even write a letter to Elder Fuqiu, the entire Miyin Sect had already become a deserted city.
Fairy Langhuan sat in the deserted sect with a blank expression. She looked at everything she once was familiar with, her eyes filled with a kind of desperate despair.
"I must make the person behind this pay the price..."
Wang Ze wanted to sigh, but he just held Lang Huan's hand silently. He let the female cultivator's sharp nails pierce his palm, letting the warm blood flow for a long, long time.
It is impossible to hide what happened in the Miyin Sect, and Wang Ze can never return to the Hehuan Sect.
He knew that in this situation where he couldn't defend himself, whether he wrote a letter or returned to the sect, it would bring hatred and rebellion from all the demon cultivators in the sect.
He clearly didn't even know what was going on.
Wang Ze hurriedly left the Miyin Sect with Lang Huan. During this period, they were indeed tracked by some unknown forces, but for some reason, it seemed that they thought that the two of them alone could not do anything, and finally they gave up this action.
For the sake of an illusory piece of news, Wang Ze supported Lang Huan in pursuing one secret realm and border town after another, until the last time, they encountered an unprecedented riot of monsters and demons.
In order to protect Lang Huan, who for some reason also lost his mind in the beast tide, Wang Ze sacrificed one of his legs and fell in realm, from the peak of the Golden Core Stage to a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
"That's not Lang Huan's fault. It's just that I'm too incompetent."
Wang Ze said self-deprecatingly.
"As Master's eldest disciple, I have not only failed to make her proud, but instead brought unforeseen consequences and endless troubles... I'm afraid Master has already expelled me."
"Elder Fuqiu almost lost an arm in the impact of the beast tide. Before that, he almost risked being killed by the demon cultivators when he went to the Miyin Sect to look for clues." Chu Sheng said.
"Even though the entire Miyin Sect seemed to have planned to leave, Elder Fuqiu never gave up looking for you. Senior Brother Wang Ze, your soul lamp has always been with her, and it has never changed over the years."
Wang Ze's expression changed, and Lang Huan's expression changed faster than Wang Ze's. The disguise of a peasant woman was removed, and the female voice with a bit of hoarseness seemed a bit sharp due to the emotional excitement.
"Leave? Why?!"
"The entire Miyin Sect was completely normal, with no one inside. It seemed like an orderly evacuation that had been anticipated...
Furthermore, after exploring the Miyin Sect, Elder Fuqiu returned and encountered the crisis of a demon beast uprising.
Chu Sheng threw Wang Ze a few bottles of pills to restore his spiritual power and blood.
Watching Wang Ze swallow it without hesitation and the aura around him gradually rising steadily, she stroked the hilt of the sword in her hand and spoke calmly.
"I know that you, Senior Brother Wang Ze, have been through a lot and may not believe my words so quickly, but I hope you can consider it. We will stay in Luoyi for the next three days, and you know how to find me."
"You didn't come to Luoyi just to look for me." Wang Ze raised his eyes and glanced at Ya Ge who was waiting and watching.
"What did Ye Ziqing do to allow you to act alone with the Saint of the Holy Church?"
"After Senior Brother Ziqing broke through the Nascent Soul stage, he was kept in the sect by Senior Uncle Si Chun." Chu Sheng said. She looked at Wang Ze's slightly changing expression and nodded.
"Yes, it's just as you think. The next time we meet, if everything goes well, I might have to call Senior Brother Ziqing, who is in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, Sect Leader."
"Ye Ziqing..." Wang Ze's tone was extremely complicated.
Even though he didn't care about fame, he couldn't help but be dazed for a moment when he saw that his fellow disciples in the sect, who had the same cultivation level as him, had not only reached the Nascent Soul stage, but were also about to break through to the Spirit Transformation stage.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Wang Ze and Fairy Langhuan have already formed a covenant of love." Chu Sheng threw another mustard seed with medicinal herbs for repairing the Taoist body to Fairy Langhuan.
"As long as Fairy Langhuan recovers, it will only be a matter of time before Senior Brother returns to the peak of the Golden Core stage, or even breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage."
"How can I help you?" Wang Ze felt relieved. He looked at this junior sister whom he had not paid much attention to before, and his tone became more intimate.
"Junior sister, what plans did you have originally? Could you tell me about them? We've been in Luoyi for quite some time. Perhaps Lang Huan and I can provide you with some information."
"I came to the Supervisory Team to look for someone." Chu Sheng smiled at Lang Huan, whose expression had softened a little, and replied.
"And... I do have some questions I want to ask Fairy Langhuan. After traveling for some time, I have some guesses, and I would like to take this opportunity to verify them."
"Fellow Daoist Chu Sheng, please speak."
After removing her disguise, Fairy Langhuan restored her original appearance. The gorgeous female cultivator with red hair and purple eyes revealed her originally fair and flawless beautiful face.
"Have you heard of the evil spirit?" Chu Sheng opened his palm and drew out a very fine black mist from a dark lotus leaf and showed it to Wang Ze and Lang Huan.
"It has many names. Some call it the Black Demon, or the Extreme Demon, etc."
The moment they saw the black fog clearly, the expressions of Wang Ze and Fairy Langhuan changed immediately.
"This is……!"
Chu Sheng put away the black mist with a look of understanding. "You have indeed seen it before."
Fairy Langhuan stretched out her finger, and from her fingertips, a black mist condensed that was thinner than the line Chu Sheng had just displayed.
"This is the devil's energy." said Fairy Langhuan.
"It is a product of the highest purity that can be condensed after a demonic cultivator has cultivated to a certain level. It is inherently incompatible with many things. In the past, we had a phrase to describe its power."
"——Those who possess the Heavenly Demonic Energy can subdue all things."
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