The evil spirit and ancient martial arts force continued to collide, making dull sounds, and more rubble fell, covering a full layer on the ground of the cave.
Duan Chengxian withdrew his hands and fell to the ground behind him somewhat exhausted, but his eyes were still fixed on Sheng Shijing, not daring to look away.
Sheng Shijing concentrated his mind, suppressed the last evil spirit that was trying to break free from his control, and slowly opened his eyes.
The inky pupils were stained with the boundless black of the polar night, like a bottomless dark pool that could easily absorb a person's soul.
Evil, cold, bloodthirsty, and wild.
Not a trace of human emotion.
Even though Duan Chengxian had lived for over a hundred years and had seen countless dangerous storms, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding under such a gaze. He swallowed subconsciously and said, "Jing..."
Sheng Shijing glanced at him calmly, the darkness in his eyes slowly fading away: "Yeah."
After a pause, he said, "It's okay."
Duan Chengxian's heart, which had risen to his throat, finally settled back down and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Sheng Shijing pressed his forehead to suppress the throbbing pain in his head. He habitually reached into his pocket, but couldn't find his phone. His brows knitted together immediately. "How many days have we been away from Kyoto?"
Duan Chengxian: "Today is exactly seven days."
Sheng Shijing's heart skipped a beat and he could no longer sit still. He pushed himself up against the ground and tried to stand up, but he only got halfway up before falling back to the ground.
Duan Chengxian was startled by him. He stood up and supported him, saying angrily, "Don't you know what's going on with you? You're already half dead, what else do you want to do?!"
Sheng Shijing's face turned pale, but he pursed his lips and stood up again.
Duan Chengxian felt that he really owed the father and son in his previous life. These two people were simply more difficult to deal with than the other, more stubborn than the other, and more... How do you say that word?
Duan Chengxian thought hard and finally remembered.
Yes, love brain!
Each one is more love-brained than the other!
Duan Chengxian knew what Sheng Shijing was up to, but he had no choice but to strike him down. He said, "This is the polar ice field."
Sheng Shijing stopped walking out.
Duan Chengxian's face was filled with helplessness as he continued, "I've set up some restrictions in this cave, and you may not be able to feel them yet. But once you leave the cave, with your current physical condition, it's hard to say whether you can even walk out of this area alive, let alone go back to find your young wife."
Sheng Shijing turned around, frowning slightly: "You..."
"Don't pay attention to me!" Duan Chengxian immediately took several steps back, looking at him defensively, almost calling him father, "Your master has exhausted all his cultivation to help you suppress the evil spirit. It will take ten days or half a month to recover. Now is the time when the Jiyuan is about to open. It's very lively outside. I don't want to go out and die!"
He said righteously: "Although I am already 108 years old, I still want to live another 100 or 200 years!"
The abyss?
Sheng Shijing's heart moved, and his anxiety calmed down. After pondering for a while, he slowly sat back in his original seat.
Duan Chengxian glanced at him in surprise. After waiting for a long time but seeing no further movement from him, he was surprised and curious at the same time: "Are you not leaving?"
"Um."
Duan Chengxian was even more surprised: "Are you not worried about your young wife anymore?"
Sheng Shijing rummaged into his pocket and found a ball the size of a thumb.
With a light push of his thumb, the ball was pushed open from the middle, and a round pill appeared in sight, with a strong medicinal fragrance spreading out.
Duan Chengxian was slightly surprised: "A panacea?"
He couldn't help but look at the ball containing the panacea, and was even more surprised: "What material is this made of? It's not broken?"
Sheng Shijing threw the elixir into his mouth. The pill melted in his mouth, and the life force contained in it flowed slowly in his body, repairing his damaged meridians and lungs bit by bit.
Sheng Shijing exhaled slightly.
Then he replied: "The panacea, the alloy of memory heart."
Duan Chengxian was a little jealous: "Isn't it said that the panacea has become extinct? Even if there are some left, the medicinal properties have dissipated. Where did you get such a strong panacea?"
Sheng Shijing raised his eyes to look at him. His pale face was now pure and clear. He smiled with his lips curved. “My wife gave it to me.”
Duan Chengxian: “…”
You think you're great because you have a wife, and you show her off whenever you get the chance, bullying him because he's alone and has no wife or children, right?
Duan Chengxian was so angry!
But more of her was curiosity: "She can make a panacea? That shouldn't be the case. I've studied the panacea. The other herbs are secondary. What's important is the unique power contained within it. Not everyone can possess that..."
Sheng Shijing interrupted him: "Didn't you say that your cultivation was exhausted? Why don't you regulate your breathing?"
Duan Chengxian: “…Oh.”
The cave became quiet, but only for a few minutes. Duan Chengxian suddenly realized that he had overlooked a very important issue.
He didn't even bother to regulate his breathing, and said seriously, "I asked Xuanying, your last attack of evil spirit was last month, and it hasn't even been a month since this one."
"Given your physique, even if you were injured, it wouldn't make sense for the attacks to relapse so quickly, and with such ferocity." Duan Chengxian's face was unusually serious. "What on earth is going on?"
He looked Sheng Shijing up and down, recalling the process of healing him over the past few days. He finally realized something and suddenly widened his eyes: "Soul-calming Orb! Yes! It's the Soul-calming Orb!"
Duan Chengxian grabbed Sheng Shijing's wrist and examined it carefully. The more he examined, the uglier his expression became, and finally turned into a sullen color: "Who is it?! Who stole the Soul-Suppressing Pearl?!"
Sheng Shijing knew that he couldn't hide this matter from him, so he was too lazy to bother with it.
He twisted his wrist to free his hand from the old man's grasp and said calmly, "No one."
"That……"
"I took it out myself."
Duan Chengxian paused and stared at him for a long time, but he couldn't find anything strange in his eyes, so he finally believed it.
His expression became even uglier.
"Sheng Hengzhi, are you crazy?" Duan Chengxian gritted his teeth, wishing he could pry his head open to see how much paste was inside. How could he dare to take out the Soul-Suppressing Orb?!
Sheng Shijing was born with evil spirit, and this evil spirit kept growing stronger as he grew older.
Normally speaking, with the strength and tyranny of the evil spirit, he had no hope of survival from the moment he was born.
But God left him a glimmer of hope.
He was born with a soul-calming bead in his body that can calm everything.
It was the Soul-Suppressing Pearl that suppressed the source of the evil spirit in his body, and he and Cheng Zheng spent half of their cultivation to suppress it, which barely saved his life.
Later, as he grew older, his physical and mental strength increased, and he gradually turned from passive to active, and was able to control and use the evil spirit.
That's why nothing happened.
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