Chapter 37: Halfway into the desert, someone came and scrambled for something that was within easy reach...

"Why don't you take it back?" Xie Tingyu stared at his abnormal eyes.

I just felt like Wen Zhiyu was going to change in the next moment.

She didn't know where she got the strength from to hold his hand. The small bell on the red silk hanging from her left wrist rang slightly. Xie Tingyu didn't hesitate, "How about you call back?"

Wen Zhi and Du did not respond to her, and Xie Tingyu was speechless for a moment.

Turning her eyes to Chen Chanyi, Chen Chanyi understood that it was indeed abnormal for Wen Zhi to be in such a state.

Even if Xie Tingyu wanted to slap him again, Chen Chanyi would think that she was exorcising a ghost.

Wen Zhiyu seemed extremely stubborn and froze in his place. Xie Tingyu glared at him helplessly and said, "Then don't go crazy."

"Don't be crazy." A gentle and clear voice sounded in his ears. Wen Zhiyu finally stopped pretending to be dumb. Xie Tingyu closed his eyes, speechless.

The storage ring given by Chen Chanyi contained a marked map and various miscellaneous items, including food, clothes and accessories.

Although he didn't quite understand why all these things had to be prepared, Xie Tingyu still glanced at them casually and threw the storage ring to Wen Zhiyu.

At this moment, Ze Lan looked at Xie Tingyu with a faint smile in her eyes, diluting her usual cold expression.

Her tan skin seems to be a fusion of the unique sunshine from the Western Regions, making her look healthier and more charming.

Xie Tingyu has always been obsessed with looks, and couldn't stand the dark-skinned beauty smiling at her like that. She tilted her head awkwardly, hooked her fingers slightly, and her hanging sleeves were a little torn, the blood-stained clothes fell into Wen Zhiyu's eyes.

Seeing that Xie Tingyu was lost in thought, he just handed the storage ring to him without saying anything.

The warmth and happiness in my heart gave rise to a feeling of irritability.

Xie Tingyu, what does this mean?

"Don't worry, Brother. I will let Fellow Daoist Ze Lan protect you."

Xie Tingyu's words were taken for granted. Zelan didn't seem to have any objections and nodded quickly upon hearing them.

Wen Zhiyu frowned instead and raised his voice, "I want to go too?" He stroked the storage ring in his hand and sneered for no reason.

"What are you planning?"

Chen Chanyi brought her two apprentices to watch as Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu quarreled again for some inexplicable reason.

Chen Chanyi was speechless, wondering when Yun Heng would come and take care of things.

Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu were in a cold war again. Han Xunzhen thought it was normal. Zelan didn't care. Chen Chanyi personally sent several people to the main entrance of Xilinhuan Building.

Chen Chanyi gave earnest warnings, one moment telling him to be careful of the desperate monks in the desert, the next moment telling him to be careful of accidentally entering the land of demons and being attacked by demons, and she also told Xie Tingyu that if it really wasn't possible, he should wait until his injuries recovered before leaving.

Xie Tingyu just changed her clothes. Her mortal body's ability to recover has been getting weaker recently, and only 50% of the wounds have healed due to scabs.

As the pain in this mortal body became more and more apparent, Xie Tingyu couldn't help but think of the fusion of ghost power and mortal flesh and blood.

During the time he spent in the cultivation world, Xie Tingyu only felt that the ghost power seal in his body was getting weaker and weaker.

I don’t know when it will be unblocked directly.

The so-called system rarely appeared before, and even when Xie Tingyu called out in his mind, there was no response.

Although Xie Tingyu had doubted the existence of this system from the very beginning, he has now finally realized the truth behind it.

The restrictions that control her ghost power will loosen, and will gradually disappear after her mortal body merges with her ghost power.

Xie Tingyu was taken away by Ze Lan. Ze Lan's attitude towards Xie Tingyu changed drastically, which made Xie Tingyu feel extremely uncomfortable.

Ze Lan still looked the same when facing other people. Only when she turned her head to look at Xie Tingyu or spoke, would she reveal a bright smile, which always made Xie Tingyu unable to resist.

"Wait a moment!"

A ringing sound with a clear female voice came from afar, and Bai Lingling ran out of the Xilin Fantasy Building.

The sect-protecting illusion in front of the Xilin Illusionary Building created ripples.

Yunheng was dressed in white, looking like an immortal. He walked slowly behind Bai Lingling, appearing particularly calm.

But his restless eyes revealed his inner unrest.

Especially when I saw Xie Tingyu's eyes sweeping over.

Yun Heng cleared his throat and turned to look at Wen Zhiyu. Wen Zhiyu didn't even look at him. He lowered his eyes to look at his sleeves and pulled at the fluff on the cuffs.

"Where did you learn to respect your teachers? Huh?" Yun Heng snorted coldly, without getting a response from anyone.

Including Chen Chanyi.

Yun Heng sighed, suddenly realizing that no one cared.

It's unbelievable that a great Yunheng Sword Master like him would fall into such a situation where no one cares about him.

"Master, no one is here to comfort you today, please calm yourself down." Xie Tingyu blinked and smiled happily.

Bai Lingling was wearing a pink dress with all kinds of small bells hanging all over her body, which made crisp sounds whenever she moved.

Different sounds mixed together to form a beautiful sound.

Xie Tingyu glanced at the boundless desert and recalled a poem.

"A solitary smoke rises in the desert, and the setting sun is round in the long river." Xie Tingyu suddenly blurted out this sentence. Wen Zhiyu's eyebrows jumped and surprise appeared in his eyes.

He didn't say anything. Han Xunzhen, who had been a quail for a long time, suddenly turned around, his eyes shining, "Fellow Daoist Xie, can you also recite poems and compose couplets?"

Silently complaining in his heart that he was like Ultraman, Xie Tingyu grasped the hilt of the sword and stretched it out in front of him, "Don't come over here, I still remember you tried to touch me just now."

"I thought you wanted to attack my senior sister." Han Xunzhen felt a little embarrassed, and his cheeks almost turned red in an instant.

Tianxing Chixiao spun in Xie Tingyu's hand, and black and red lines intertwined around the hilt.

Tian Xing Chi Xiao was wrapped in a pitch-black scabbard, but he still exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

Han Xunzhen glanced at it and continued, "I haven't thanked you for helping my sister suppress the ghost."

The contents of Zelan's body were initially kept secret from Han Xunzhen, as Han Xunzhen's cultivation was low and he was afraid that Zelan's secret might be revealed accidentally.

Therefore, Chen Chanyi repeatedly told Zelan not to tell this matter to anyone else, including Han Xunzhen, who was almost raised by Zelan.

If it hadn't been for this unusual incident in public, Xie Tingyu would not have noticed the ghost in Zelan's body.

I'm afraid Han Xunzhen never had the chance to know.

Thinking of this, Han Xunzhen still felt bitter in his heart.

When Xie Tingyu was suppressing Ze Lan's evil spirit, dark clouds with purple lightning appeared in the sky. They were like a tide and could bring down heavenly punishment at any time.

Wen Zhiyu blocked the outside world in advance, and afterwards Chen Chanyi ordered people to control public opinion and provide guidance to a certain extent.

Try to keep this matter secret.

Those people standing at the entrance of Xilinhuan Building all had ulterior motives and different thoughts in mind.

Xie Tingyu took the lead and pulled Wen Zhiyu forward.

Tenderness and no resistance, his expression was still gentle.

But people who are familiar with him can see that the smile in his eyes is faint and he doesn't look happy.

Bai Lingling jogged a few steps to catch up, and walked side by side on the left side of Xie Tingyu.

Han Xunzhen hesitated for a moment, "Master, Grandmaster, we will go ahead."

Ze Lan lowered his head and said, "My disciple is gone."

Chen Chanyi and Yunheng stood side by side, their gentle purple and white clothes floating together.

The two of them smiled, and they didn't know how much time had passed.

The five people in her sight disappeared, and Chen Chanyi withdrew her gaze and sighed, "What kind of luck do you have? How come you can receive two disciples with the gift of the Polaris Plate?"

Yun Heng didn't say anything, and then she heard Chen Chanyi laugh and say, "Even his identity is extremely mysterious."

"I have observed your fate. You have many students who are extremely talented, but none of them have a good ending, including yourself."

Yun Heng said "Oh my" jokingly, not caring at all: "So what? Who in the world dares to say that their disciples can compare with my disciples? Their disciples will be suppressed by my disciples."

There was obvious pride in his words, and Chen Chanyi understood what he was thinking.

The worry in my heart became more obvious.

"I know, but little A-Yu, you are not from my cultivation world."

Yun Heng smiled and said, "No problem, just be my little disciple."

The plain voice drifted away in the wind, and someone sighed, "It's so fast, that day is coming again."

"A-choo"

Xie Tingyu sneezed suddenly. Wen Zhi glanced at her with the rest of his eyes, but nothing happened.

"Did you catch a cold?" Bai Lingling turned to look at her with some worry.

Han Xunzhen followed with a jade slip in his hand and came to Bai Lingling's side. "How can a cultivator catch a cold?"

Wen Zhiyu wanted to open his mouth to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he was pushed aside by a force. He looked carefully and saw Ze Lan shyly handing a clean handkerchief to Xie Tingyu.

“Unused.”

"I think I was scolded." Xie Tingyu took the handkerchief passed to him from the right, wiped his tears and then responded, "Fellow Daoist Zelan, what's wrong with you?"

Ze Lan was startled, "No."

Xie Tingyu: “Oh”, then why did she feel that Zelan suddenly treated her better?

Because she sealed the ghost for her?

It seems so.

Xie Tingyu originally thought it was because of the desert sandstorm, but then she felt a vague sense of crisis and she suddenly raised her head while still wondering who was secretly scolding her.

Tianxing Chixiao was quickly unsheathed, with a long whip dancing beside it.

Two rays of light of different colors fell simultaneously, hitting the sand mound in front.

Xie Tingyu raised his eyes, and with a thought, he swung out a sword light, which stabbed directly into the sand pile.

A piercing roar sounded from the ground, piercing through the eardrums and causing the ears to hurt.

Ze Lan swung the whip in his hand, then pulled it back with his backhand, and a black shadow danced in the air.

As the distance to the crowd got closer, Xie Tingyu saw the ugly appearance of the thing, but the whip was quickly retracted before it fell in front of Xie Tingyu's eyes.

A giant sword filled with murderous aura dropped from the sky and stabbed towards the black shadow.

Ze Lan's pupils shrank slightly, and her spiritual power covered the whip, shattering the sword light.

"Who is coming?" Han Xunzhen's voice was cold, and the jade slip in his hand emitted a green light.

"I didn't know you were Brother Xie. I was so reckless. I apologize."