Chapter 3: The sky is covered with red, and the sword recognizes its master...

Seeing Wen Zhiyu, he didn't move.

Xie Tingyu tilted his head and looked at him with some confusion. The red and blue light on his body faded, and the Yin-Yang fish under his feet kept shrinking and quickly disappeared.

Xie Tingyu stopped looking at him and turned to look at Cheng Yan who was lying on the ground still holding the spear.

"I don't really understand. Did you knock her out to test whether I am a human or a ghost?"

Wen Zhiyu held the sword in his left hand and his right hand was behind his back.

Contented.

It doesn't look like a battle has just ended.

He certainly didn't show his true strength, but this just happened to be a good thing for Xie Tingyu. Otherwise, with her current less than 10% of recovered cultivation, she wouldn't be able to take advantage of him right under his nose.

She deliberately drew the concentric spell runes in the suppression array.

"I originally wanted to hit you, but who knew that the girl had good head defense and was not knocked unconscious. Instead, she was affected." Wen Zhiyu's voice was light, as if he was telling a fact.

However, Xie Tingyu felt something was strange when she heard it.

[You are really stubborn]

"You are the stubborn one, your whole family is stubborn too!" Xie Tingyu cursed in his heart.

She raised her eyes and turned her gaze to the statue of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. The three-headed ghost was suppressed and the statue returned to normal.

Xie Tingyu did not notice the change in Wen Zhiyu's expression. His originally calm expression slightly raised the corners of his lips the moment he heard Xie Tingyu's inner thoughts. It was a sarcastic smile that seemed to be icy and could not be seen in his eyes.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?"

When Xie Tingyu saw that Wen Zhiyu's eyes were always on the Buddha statue, he suddenly laughed and couldn't help but recall the information about this world-destroying villain in the original novel.

The last time she read this book was seventeen years ago. She became interested in it because there was a character named Bai Yueguang with the same name as her.

Wen Zhiyu is known for being gentle, neither humble nor overbearing, and approachable. In the original novel, he schemed to destroy the world until his true identity was revealed at the end. He slaughtered half of the cultivation world in one fell swoop, and was naturally killed by the male protagonist in the end.

This kind of white-cut black crazy character.

It's really enough to make even a ghost like her worry.

Wen Zhiyu just sneered upon hearing this, his voice lazily, his eyes fixed on the tall statue of Samantabhadra, and asked nonchalantly, "Buddha?"

"Can Buddha grant me longevity and happiness?"

"The Buddha will only teach me to stop being arrogant and impatient, and to stop all lust and indulgence."

"I don't believe in this Buddha."

[It is not worth believing in Buddhism, just live a carefree life]

This is just right, Xie Tingyu couldn't help but think.

Wen Zhiyu turned his head and glanced at her without saying anything.

"So, is there something wrong with Fanyin Temple?" Xie Tingyu turned his head.

Wen Zhiyu put away his sword, and a small ball of golden spiritual power condensed at his fingertips. The light broke through the shackles of darkness.

"Well, there was something wrong with the former Fanyin Temple." Wen Zhiyu bent down and picked up the small incense burner that was overturned to the ground with his other hand and placed it on the table. The incense ashes scattered all over the floor and were blown everywhere.

[I'm just saying this, see if you understand]

Xie Tingyu was speechless, closed his eyes, and lowered his gaze to look at Cheng Yan lying on the ground.

Cheng Yan's body was covered with dust, and his fingers moved slightly.

Wen Zhi and Mai Bu walked past Xie Tingyu and opened the heavy palace door.

As the palace door hit the wall with a clang, the long-lost light shone in, extremely dazzling.

"Have you finished worshipping the Bodhisattva? If you have nothing else to do, please follow me to the guest room to rest for a while."

Xie Tingyu originally thought that Wen Zhiyu was going to agree, but he just shook his head and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry. I just received a message from my master. I have something urgent to do and need to go back. Sorry to bother you."

The little nun said "Amitābha Buddha" and sighed, "It's a pity that the donor has not seen Sakyamuni Buddha yet."

"You can worship him next time. When you worship Buddha, you must consider the cause and effect." The old man's voice came from afar.

The sound resounded over the temple.

Seeing that Wen Zhiyu didn't move and had no expression on his face, Xie Tingyu turned around, picked up Cheng Yan and walked out.

Xie Tingyu didn't think it was inappropriate to hold Cheng Yan in this princess-like posture. Wen Zhiyu was about to cast a spell to take Cheng Yan away when she stopped Xie Tingyu.

But then I heard Xie Tingyu's complaints again.

"You are not a man at all. You don't know how to be gentle with women. I have to do it for you."

Wen Zhiyu clenched his fists, and when he noticed Xie Tingyu's cold gaze, he smiled back and was speechless for a moment.

"What are you laughing at, you hypocrite!"

Wen Zhi and Wu Yu, this person is really, does he think it is safe to curse others in his heart?

Finally, Wen Zhiyu drew his sword, the sword light flashed, the sword energy rose to the sky, and the sound of the sword echoed throughout the entire Fanyin Temple.

He didn't look back, ignoring the little monk in front of him with a slightly stiff and weird smile, and said, "Follow me."

Xie Tingyu held Cheng Yan easily and followed Wen Zhiyu, returning along the same route they came. Xie Tingyu was confused and didn't understand the purpose of Wen Zhiyu and Cheng Yan's trip.

If it was just to kill a resentful ghost, Xie Tingyu didn't believe it.

As soon as I left the Fanyin Temple, I heard the sound of heavy bells.

The cold breath pierced through his skin. Xie Tingyu held on to Cheng Yan tightly, and a layer of scarlet ghost energy protection appeared around his body.

Cheng Yan slowly opened his eyes at this time, and moved his gaze to the Fanyin Temple in a daze. There was a burst of noise outside, and the empty Fanyin Temple suddenly became very lively, with people coming and going.

It seemed as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

No, maybe everything now is fake.

Then why did Wen Zhiyu say that there was something wrong with the former Fanyin Temple?

Xie Tingyu didn't understand.

"Damn it, which ghost set up this illusion here?" Xie Tingyu thought to himself, and suddenly he felt the person in his arms struggle. Xie Tingyu lowered his head and saw that Cheng Yan's cheeks were flushed and his ears were red.

Cheng Yan gritted his teeth, feeling inexplicably ashamed and not knowing how to start.

Unexpectedly, Xie Tingyu put her down without a second thought, and her feet touched the ground the next moment. Xie Tingyu's cold voice came from beside her: "Sorry, Fairy Cheng."

"What's there to be sorry about? Thank you for saving me, young lady." Cheng Yan clasped his fists and pretended to be calm, ignoring the blush on her cheeks that had not yet faded. He still looked quite generous and capable.

Xie Tingyu's gentle voice poured into Wen Zhiyu's mind, "Xiao Cheng is still too distant from me, but it doesn't matter, there is still a long time in the future."

Xie Tingyu appears to be aloof and thrifty with words, but why is he so noisy behind her back?

Wen Zhi frowned, his eyes were deep and cold, like a bottomless cold pond. He felt his head aching from Xie Tingyu's nagging, and his temples were throbbing with pain.

He even wanted to knock her out so that she couldn't speak anymore.

Wen Zhiyu didn't care that much about Xie Tingyu's identity. He just wanted to kill her the moment the spell was lifted.

Anyone who plotted against him deserves to die.

When they were about to set off, Xie Tingyu's wrist suddenly felt hot, and a strange feeling emerged in her heart, as if it was guided by some unknown source. She turned her head and looked towards the Fanyin Temple, which was no longer gloomy but inexplicably exuded a weird aura.

She will come back again.

Definitely.

The three of them did not stay outside the Fanyin Temple for long. Wen Zhiyu summoned a flying boat and took Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan back on the wind.

But he never asked Xie Tingyu's opinion.

Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan were standing on the deck. When Xie Tingyu reacted, Cheng Yan was shocked. "Didn't Master Wen tell you? He said that you have a hidden injury from the ghost in your body and need to go back to the sect for treatment."

Ghostly aura? Hidden injury?

Xie Tingyu pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.

"I'm going to die with you, Wen Zhiyu?"

At this moment, a figure who had just stepped onto the deck was stunned. Wen Zhiyu looked at the two people not far away and the cursing voice that he was already quite familiar with.

Wen Zhi's bony hand lightly tapped the hilt of the sword. It turned out that if the distance was more than three meters, the telepathic reading would be ineffective.

He raised the corners of his lips, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, but it did not reach his eyes.

No wonder I didn't hear your inner voice in the flying boat just now. I thought Xie Tingyu had finally calmed down.

After thinking about it, Wen Zhiyu turned around and went back.

Xie Tingyu seemed to sense something and turned his head to look, only to see a piece of Wen Zhiyu's black clothes.

Cheng Yan told Xie Tingyu a lot about Xuan Yuntian. Xie Tingyu had heard of this number one sect in the world of cultivation a long time ago in the Ghost Mansion. But now Wen Zhiyu still wants to take her back. Maybe he wants to find out her true identity?

This person really holds a grudge, but Wen Zhi's behavior is tantamount to hurting 500 enemies and hurting 1,000 of his own.

Is the villain Wen such an uncalm person?

After two days of traveling, the flying boat finally arrived at the foot of Xuanyuntian Mountain.

The three thousand steps to the cloud ladder go straight into the sky like a ladder to heaven. The three giant swords suppress the mountain range. The sword energy is all-encompassing, like three giant dragons sitting in the sky.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, exuding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

"I have long heard that Xuanyuntian Sanqiantuyunti is extremely magnificent. Seeing it today is indeed so magnificent. It really opened my eyes!"

Xie Tingyu's eyes lit up slightly, seemingly surprised, which aroused Cheng Yan's inexplicable pride.

There was only warmth and a slight pause in his pace, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Xie Tingyu said in her heart that this place is not as good as her home.

Could this be the descendant of some noble family who has been hiding from the world?

Wen Zhiyu recalled that when he first met Xie Tingyu, she did not have any power fluctuations, but in the Fanyin Temple, the power of the magic circle even shocked him.

He even got into trouble accidentally.

Wen Zhi curled up his fingers, revealing the red line on his left hand, which was the mark of the Heart-Shaping Spell.

"Going to the Cloud Ladder is not only for the preliminary screening of disciples, but also for testing the demons." Wen Zhiyu explained.

[See if you die]

Xie Tingyu said nonchalantly: Demon? That doesn't matter, you can't test me anyway!

Cheng Yan glanced at Wen Zhiyu, frowned, and said to Xie Tingyu, "Miss Xie, I still have to go back to see my master, so I'll take my leave now."

"Okay, see you later." Xie Tingyu nodded with a smile.

As soon as Cheng Yan took a step forward, Wen Zhiyu sneered, "Miss Xie, be careful. The pressure from the Fuyunti ladder is not a joke. If you are afraid, you can take a step back and turn around and leave."

[I hope you don’t take me with you to death]

Xie Tingyu could no longer bear it, [Why did you only translate Wen Zhiyu's? ]

I didn't expect the system to think about this question for a long time and replied seriously.

[Maybe it’s because he’s handsome and has a way with words, but most importantly, he’s an important character in the original novel]

Xie Tingyu: Haha.

Xuan Yuntian was surrounded by Xuan Duhai and she couldn't leave.

Xie Tingyu had read the original novel and knew that at the foot of the Fuyunti Sanjian Mountain, there was a remnant soul left by the founder who had ascended to heaven. The soul was condensed by the precious Minghundeng and had existed for tens of thousands of years.

Wen Zhiyu must be trying to take this opportunity to lift the love spell for him and get rid of her as a variable?

When he came back to his senses, Wen Zhiyu's figure had disappeared. Xie Tingyu remained calm and stepped forward.

The ghost master asked her to find the treasure in the ghost mansion, but she didn't get any clues and was left groping in the dark.

If he entered Xuanyuntian, the number one sect in the world of cultivation, perhaps he could be of some help.

As soon as You stepped on it, a strong pressure came down like a mountain.

An old and dignified voice poured into my ears along with a tilt of pressure.

"You are so evil and foolish, yet you dare to come to my Xuanyuntian and act so presumptuously?"

Xie Tingyu guessed that her ghost power had merged with her mortal body, and that she might have been mistaken for a ghost cultivator. She sneered, "There are thousands of ways to practice the way of ghosts, so why not? You are so stubborn and pedantic, and you don't know how to adapt!"

"You are a rude kid who sticks to evil ways and doesn't understand reason!" The voice snorted coldly.

"A lonely ghost, fifty laughs a hundred."

"To come back from the dead is to plot against fate. Heaven will not tolerate this!"

Xie Tingyu rolled his eyes and continued walking despite the pressure, "You just envy me for living one more life."

After the voice fell, Xie Tingyu noticed that the voice paused, "How old was he when he died?"

Xie Tingyu came to her senses after hearing this. This ghost said that she was resurrected from the dead? Why did he say that? She was clearly a little ghost who came from the book.

How can there be resurrection from the dead?

"Seventeen." Xie Tingyu closed her eyes and concentrated on walking up the ladder to the clouds. Sweat streamed down her forehead. She didn't know when the voice stopped speaking. Xie Tingyu suddenly stopped and looked up.

It was clear that they had walked for a long time, but the winding ladder to the clouds still had no end in sight. The mist at the end dissipated in the blink of an eye, revealing a dazzling red light.

A sharp breath penetrates the skin.

It flew in front of him as if in the blink of an eye. Xie Tingyu was caught off guard and mobilized all his recovered strength.

The sword energy passed through Xie Tingyu's slender body, and the remaining sword energy rushed into her body, severing her meridians.

The heart-piercing pain almost made Xie Tingyu fall.

There were many sword marks on her body, and her already tattered white clothes finally turned completely into blood red.

The bright red liquid flowed onto the ladder, and the red color made the scene particularly tragic.

Xie Tingyu's body was covered in bloodstains and his eyes were determined. The ghost energy in his body was aroused a lot because of the injuries. In a short time, the blood mist filled the air. Facing Zhang Yang's sword energy that was rising into the sky, he did not retreat but advanced.

The three giant swords that suppressed the mountain range rang out swords at the same time, casting shadows in the air, as if three giant swords were dancing in the sky, making a deafening roar.

A clear and melodious sword sound rang out, and the red light penetrated the sky. It suddenly changed its aura, wrapped in strong blood and murderous intent, and rushed straight towards Xie Tingyu.

On the ladder to the cloud, red sword energy poured down from the ladder, and in an instant it was covered with bloody bones.

Xie Tingyu stood in the middle of it in a blood-stained robe, looking extremely enchanting, as if the sword was born to suit her.

When Xie Tingyu went to the cloud ladder and the sudden change happened, everyone in Xuanyuntian was moved, and they were startled and rushed to the mountain gate.

The white-haired man moved lazily. After taking off the palm-leaf fan from his face, he looked towards the mountain gate. The sky was all red. A flash of surprise flashed across his handsome eyes: "Chi Xiao suddenly changed. A sword flew across the sky. The red curtain covered the sky. The divine sword recognized its master."