It's as if the heavens have forgotten these bad people and are unwilling to punish them.
Lu Qingyan curled the corners of her lips, not believing that this was the truth; there were probably other secrets hidden in this mansion.
However, that wasn't her concern. What Lu Qingyan was thinking about now was how to rescue Changsheng.
She felt her strength had increased significantly, but rescuing Changsheng would still be difficult. Cultivation was inherently difficult for demons and monsters; fighting against humans, who were favored by heaven and earth, would definitely put them at a disadvantage.
The biggest problem facing her now is how to get out. She has been trapped in this mansion for more than ten years since she was abducted, and she has long forgotten what the outside world has become.
The ways of life I used to get used to outside are probably not so effective now. More than ten years have passed, and I haven't seen it with my own eyes; who knows what the outside world has become?
Lu Qingyan drifted from one courtyard to another. Some of the courtyards were uninhabited, but instead had many locust trees planted in them.
Lu Qingyan knew from Yue Niang's memories that these locust trees were planted by Meng Shi.
The thick aura of yin energy emanating from her was probably related to these locust trees. Although I don't know exactly what she did, it certainly wasn't anything good; otherwise, why would Changsheng be in so much pain?
She carefully examined the locust trees and found nothing unusual. So she settled down there with peace of mind, and with the help of the locust trees, her cultivation became twice as effective.
And so, Lu Qingyan diligently cultivated every day, trying to break through this barrier and go out, and in her spare time she would come out to scare the people in the mansion.
Before she knew it, more than three months of such leisurely days had passed. If it weren't for Changsheng, Lu Qingyan would have almost forgotten about that Daoist Sanyang. She thought he would never appear again, but he suddenly returned.
That day, everyone in the manor went to bed exceptionally early, because it was too dark for anyone to wander outside.
Late at night, the gates of the mansion were opened by someone. Changfeng went out impatiently, wanting to see who was so annoying. But what appeared in front of him were two people dressed in Taoist robes.
Changfeng rubbed his eyes and asked uncertainly, "Master Sanyang?"
Who is that white-haired, youthful-looking, and energetic old man but the Taoist Master Sanyang whom I met just a few months ago?
However, he also had some doubts. Hadn't Master Sanyang left long ago? Why was he back? Did Master Sanyang know what had happened at this mansion, and thus came specifically to help them?
"Master Sanyang, please come in quickly. May I ask who this person behind you is—" Changfeng glanced subtly at the person behind Master Sanyang.
It has to be said, this person is incredibly handsome. He has sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, thin lips pressed tightly together, and long black hair hanging down, with a strand held up by a jade hairpin, while the rest is scattered, drawing an elegant arc in the air when a breeze blows.
Even though he wore this Taoist robe, it didn't diminish his elegance; instead, it added a touch of ethereal beauty to him.
Changfeng couldn't help but complain, "This Master Sanyang is really something. If you're going to take on a disciple, why did you take on such a good-looking one? It makes even a grown man like me blush."
Master Sanyang chuckled and quickly made way for the person behind him: "This is my master, Master Changling."
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