Xie Wuyi did not answer the question. "I'm only asking you whether you want to stop."
His left hand poised to strike, as if he could easily end Xue Niang's life with a single move.
The snow has been falling for a long time; if it continues, the entire town will be doomed.
The snowstorms stirred up by the Snow Maiden are inherently imbued with resentment.
Living in such resentment can cause mild symptoms like dizziness and headaches, or even descent into madness and death.
Jiang Si thought to herself: My brother is indeed worthy of cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness; he was not moved in the slightest by the little beauty's tears.
Jiang Si wasn't as hard-hearted as Xie Wuyi. She gently pressed Xie Wuyi's hand down and shook her head. "It's all because of delusions. She's suffered enough from being tormented by love all her life." Moreover, her act of jumping into the river back then was inseparable from the insults she received from the villagers.
The power of verbal violence in the old days was immense.
“Since you’re so stubborn, then I’ll send you on your way.” As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, Xue Niang became wary. “What do you want?”
Unfortunately, Jiang Si is the kind of person who won't explain herself once she's made a decision.
"In short, you won't regret it."
Jiang Si stretched out her hand, and a ray of golden light flew from her hand towards Xue Niang.
Facing Jiang Si, Xue Niang had no way to dodge. Once the golden thread touched her, she seemed to be frozen in place.
In that instant, the relentless blizzard noticeably subsided.
Without hesitation, Jiang Si muttered a few words and forcefully pulled the money back.
Xue Niang leaned back and fell to the ground.
The pavilion behind us disappeared, and the wind and snow completely stopped.
The previously obscured moonlight emerged, its radiance spilling across the ground like a layer of silver gauze.
Xie Wuyi asked, "What did you do to her?"
Xie Wuyi is undoubtedly a kind person, but his kindness has its limits, and he has little patience; he will take action against those who refuse to listen to advice.
"Her whole life has been tormented by love, so the best way to solve this is to remove the threads of love from her." Without these threads of love, she will naturally no longer have any attachment to love or obsession in the world.
Xue Niang was taken back by Jiang Si, who planned to hand her over to her mother to take to the demon realm.
The demon realm is so lively, it's enough to annoy her.
Xie Wuyi chuckled softly, "You're quite consistent." From the past to the present, Jiang Si has rarely done anything to eliminate all threats and prevent future troubles. Most of the time, she handles things in a win-win way.
"Thank you, you flatter me."
After resolving the matter with the Snow Maiden, Jiang Si followed Xie Wuyi to Tianyang Gate.
After being battered by wind and snow, the signboard, which had been crooked, finally fell completely, smashing to the ground and breaking into three pieces, seemingly mocking the situation in a blatant way.
Jiang Si: "I'm really curious about what you've been doing all these years. How did you end up like this?"
Xie Wuyi glanced at the plaque on the ground, kicked it aside, and pushed open the door. "As you can see, I'll be a minor abbot."
His words were calm and unmoving.
But Jiang Si has known him for so long, how could she not know him?
Xie Wuyi was one of only two people who could rival him in ascending to immortality. She couldn't believe that someone like him would be willing to stay in a place where there wasn't even a ghost in sight.
Jiang Si stood by the door, watching his back.
The moonlight was bright, and the bare tree branch cast a strange and grotesque shadow on the ground, while Xie Wuyi cast no shadow.
Jiang Si quickly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and asked him in a serious tone, "Where is your shadow?"
"Oh dear," Xie Wuyi chuckled nonchalantly, "you caught me."
"Stop grinning at me, what's with your shadow?"
According to modern science, a shadow is a perfectly normal phenomenon; a shadow is simply pure light being blocked, and no one can take it away.
For those who cultivate the Tao, a shadow is essentially a person's second life. If one's shadow is taken away, one will be bound for life. "You stay here because your shadow has been taken away?"
Xie Wuyi is now devoid of all spiritual energy, and looks old and frail. If you ignore his eyes, he is no different from an old man on his deathbed.
Without the support of spiritual energy, Xie Wuyi would have aged to this extent.
That person who stole Xie Wuyi's shadow is equivalent to having half of Xie Wuyi's magical power. If that person uses this magical power to do bad things, all the consequences will fall on Xie Wuyi.
Therefore, Xie Wuyi relinquished all his magical powers and was content to be an ordinary person.
They live in seclusion in remote places, where ten thousand years can pass in the blink of an eye.
In remote places, no one will discover that someone can live forever.
Xie Wuyi stood under the bald tree, a sorrowful smile on his face. "What can I do? I can't let innocent people be harmed because of me."
Jiang Si really couldn't stand his smile. "When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it."
"Who is the one who stole your shadow?" Jiang Si asked.
Xie Wuyi shook his head. "I don't know."
“There was a great battle at the time. You are said to have died, and I was seriously injured. That man took advantage of my unpreparedness and stole my body. He was masked, and I didn’t know who he was.”
“That’s a cowardly person hiding his true identity. So much time has passed, either he’s already dead and your shadow has vanished somewhere, or he’s been hiding all these years.” Actually, Jiang Si was more inclined to believe that the person was already dead.
Xie Wuyi's longevity is related to his cultivation level. That person may possess Xie Wuyi's magical power, but without his cultivation level, he would likely have perished long ago. Someone who can catch others off guard is probably not a great figure.
“Come with me, I’ll help you find your shadow,” Jiang Si said.
"Master Jiang wants to be my sugar daddy?"
Jiang Si almost choked, ignoring his bold statement, "We've been through thick and thin together, after all. If we both ascend to immortality in the future, we might be able to help each other out." It's said that there are factions above, and if Xie Wuyi also ascends, she can also cling to the coattails of Xie Wuyi's master, Taiqing Daojun.
Xie Wuyi chuckled, "You really never forget this."
"What's your decision?" Jiang Si said. "As for your shadow, that's easy. I'll make you a puppet shadow first." That way, you won't scare people when you go out.
Xie Wuyi looked at the dilapidated gate and said, "Then I'll have to bring my silly apprentice along."
"Zuo Wuyi?" Jiang Si thought about his aptitude for a moment. "Have you not been teaching him properly?" In Jiang Si's opinion, it was purely because he was talented.
Xie Wuyi said, "He is very talented, and I thought that would be enough for him, but who knew that you would actually come back to life."
The implication was that without Jiang Si's interference, Zuo Wuyi would have had a bright future and would have been one of the best among the Taoist practitioners at the time.
When Zuo Wuyi returned early the next morning, she saw that her master had already packed her suitcase. Just as she was about to cry and ask her master if he was going to abandon her, Xie Wuyi said coldly, "I'll give you two minutes to pack your doghouse. You're not welcome after that."
Zuo Wuyi wiped away her tears in a second and went to pack her luggage.
It's good that his master doesn't want to abandon him.
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