Chapter 30 The Charming and Destitute Young Master in the Immortal Cultivation Novels 7
The two flew into the secret realm. As soon as they entered, they immediately sensed the traces of demonic energy mixed in with the abundant spiritual energy.
The expressions on their faces did not change, but they all subconsciously increased their speed and flew straight towards the direction where the girl was.
They soon arrived at the place shown on the Qingyao Mirror.
As soon as he landed, he saw two corpses with blood all over the ground after being stabbed in the dantian. They were the companions killed by the gray-robed monk in the Qingyao Mirror.
Not far from the two corpses, the body of the gray-robed monk also fell to the ground in the same tragic death.
They looked around carefully, but still could not find the girl.
The frost on Rong Yin's face grew thicker and thicker. He once again released his immense spiritual sense, almost covering the entire secret realm.
He carefully explored every corner of the secret realm, trying to find the girl who had touched his calm heart for hundreds of years at first sight.
A few wisps of demonic energy emanating from a valley in the secret realm quickly caught his attention.
He frowned and immediately flew towards the valley where the abnormality appeared in his consciousness. Yan Ning looked at him and followed him.
The two stopped in a valley.
Rong Yin had a cold face as he looked at the demonic energy that continued to overflow from the entrance of the valley, and a sharp light seemed to flash in his eyes.
The two of them walked into the valley, and at the same time used their spiritual sense to constantly investigate the situation in the valley.
Suddenly, Rongyin's gaze fixed on a place a few steps ahead of him.
The entrance of the valley was like a secluded path, and on the path at this moment, there was a pitch-black stone, and thick black air was constantly seeping out of the stone.
Yan Ning naturally noticed this as well. He leaned forward to examine the stone before them, then turned to Rong Yin and said, "It's a magic stone."
The magic stone, an energy stone unique to the demon world, is similar to the spiritual stone that accumulates spiritual energy in the world of immortal cultivation. The magic stone accumulates demonic energy and can provide demons with demonic energy for their cultivation.
Placing the magic stone in the secret trial realm of the Sword Sect, which has always been known as the leader of the righteous sect in the world of immortal cultivation, can be regarded as a provocation.
Yan Ning wrapped the magic stone with his spiritual power, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at Rong Yin.
The coldness on Rong Yin's face remained unchanged, but the look in Yan Ning's hand revealed a bone-chilling coldness.
As soon as the magic stone was surrounded by Yan Ning's spiritual power, the demonic energy immediately stopped leaking out, and the valley quickly returned to its original state of abundant spiritual energy.
Rong Yin did not pay too much attention to this magic stone. He only looked at it for a few seconds and then looked away.
He walked past the location where the magic stone was placed and headed straight into the valley.
The path to the valley entrance was only a few steps away, and they quickly entered the valley with their clothes fluttering.
As soon as you enter the valley, what catches your eye are large patches of spiritual flowers. Under the natural light slanting in from the valley mouth, they are filled with halo and colorful.
The valley is full of spiritual energy. With the nourishment of the spiritual energy, many spiritual creatures grow in the valley, and spiritual butterflies with shining spiritual light are flying over the spiritual flowers.
Such scenery is not uncommon in the world of immortal cultivation, so Rong Yin and the other two did not show any special feelings towards the scenery before them, and walked straight into the depths of the spiritual flower bushes.
In the center of the spiritual flower bush, a barrier as tall as a person soon appeared in front of the two people. The barrier covered the center of the flower bush. From the outside, the barrier was shrouded in fog.
Rong Yin stood in front of the barrier, stretched out his bony hand, palm facing the barrier, and gently exercised his power, and the barrier in front of him shattered.
The misty barrier dissipated, and the two looked up at the center of the flowers. Their eyes darkened, and the coldness and laziness on their faces were replaced by astonishment.
The girl lying in the flowers was dressed in white, with her eyes closed. Her cheeks were as white as snow and lightly stained with rouge. Her clear and fair skin was adorned with a few bright petals. The woman beside the wine shop was like the moon, her white wrists were covered with frost and snow, and she was full of boundless beauty.
Rong Yin stared at the sleeping girl, and the strange feeling in his heart came up again, but this time he did not take action to stop it. Instead, he let this strange feeling gradually spread throughout his body.
The two men approached the girl, and Yan Ning carefully checked the body of the girl who was sleeping. Except for a slight redness on the back of her neck, everything was fine.
His heart relaxed a little, he reached out and gently stroked the red skin on the back of his neck, with an ambiguous look in his eyes.
Although he has not personally experienced any romantic affairs, he is an old antique who has lived for hundreds of years. He is also a person who loves to travel around, so he has seen a lot of the world.
These marks... don't look like they were caused by a fall or friction, but rather... they look like they were sucked out bit by bit...
Yan Ning's brows were slightly furrowed, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in his eyes.
Although Rong Yin is also an old antique who has lived for hundreds of years, he has been pursuing the great way since he was a child. In his life, there are only various kinds of cultivation.
He knew nothing about romantic matters, so he wasn't surprised by the red marks on the girl's neck. He simply thought they were caused by the petals pressing against her neck while she was asleep.
He saw him stroking the back of the girl's neck, and his sword-like brows, which had relaxed slightly after he found the girl, furrowed again.
…I inexplicably felt that my friend’s action was particularly annoying.
Without letting his friend continue to stroke the girl's neck, he walked straight forward, picked up the girl who was lying in a thick layer of petals, and turned to walk out of the valley.
Yan Ning watched his movements, a hint of surprise slowly rising in his eyes.
They had known each other for a long time, and he understood Rongyin's extremely clean nature very well. Even his parents rarely allowed him to make any intimate gestures.
And now, he actually saw him personally picking up a woman?
It's true that if you live long enough you can see everything, Yan Ning thought as he looked at Rong Yin's back with interest.
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Not to mention the surprise of the people on the high platform when they saw Rong Yin, the number one in the world of immortal cultivation who always had a cold expression, with a hint of tenderness on his face, and holding a girl in his arms whose face could not be seen clearly but it was obvious that it was a woman.
The news that traces of demons appeared in the Sword Sect's secret realm was enough to attract the attention of the powerful people from all major sects in the world of immortal cultivation.
Since the fall of the Demon Lord a thousand years ago, the demons have been hard to find in the world of immortal cultivation. But now the demons are brazenly provoking, clearly showing ill intentions and having someone to rely on.
It has been a thousand years. Could it be that a new Demon Lord has been born in the demon clan?
This speculation made a certain cultivator feel frightened. The powerful man who was over a thousand years old still remembered the devastating war between immortals and demons a thousand years ago.
For a moment, a look of complexity and fear flashed across their faces. It was obvious that the impact of the war on them had not dissipated even after a thousand years.
Nowadays, demons frequently appear in the world of immortal cultivation. I am afraid that the current peace and tranquility in the world of immortal cultivation will be broken soon!
The older generation of cultivators were terrified by the news about the demons, while the younger generation of cultivators secretly cast their self-proclaimed gazes on the woman held by Immortal Rongyin.
Although they could not see the face of the woman in the Immortal Venerable's arms, they recognized the familiar white clothes. Wasn't it the attire of the young master of Penglai Pavilion with a beautiful face in the secret realm?
Thinking of the girl they had just seen in the Qingyao Mirror, their eyes couldn't help but become a little hot.
Cen Hao stared blankly at the woman in white who was held in the arms of his master. His pale lips moved with some difficulty, and he wanted to say something, but the words in his throat could not come out.
The only female disciple, Yun Yao, also looked at Rong Yin. When she saw a hint of tenderness on the face of her usually cold master, her usually bright eyes couldn't help but dim a little.
The other two disciples' expressions were much more straightforward, both filled with disbelief and a hint of inquiry.
Unlike Cen Hao and Yun Yao, who became disciples of their master halfway through their lives, Duan Xuan and the others were accepted as disciples by Rong Yin since childhood and brought back to the Sword Sect. They grew up in Rong Yin's presence and can be said to be the ones who know their master best among the four.
In their eyes, the Master was handsome and powerful, aloof and otherworldly, and never showed too much closeness to anyone. Even Senior Yan Ning, who had known the Master for hundreds of years, was only an acquaintance of theirs who enjoyed tea together.
Now they actually saw the master holding a woman in his arms, and his aloofness seemed to have disappeared. This could not help but surprise the two people who knew their master's temperament well.
Both of them glanced at the woman whose face they couldn't see clearly with complicated eyes, but they didn't stare at her like the other monks. They just glanced at her once and then quickly lowered their heads respectfully.
No matter who the master is holding in his arms, it is not something they, the disciples, can control.
But... a look of contemplation flashed across Duan Xuan's eyes... After lowering his head, he turned around and glanced at his junior sister Yun Yao beside him without leaving a trace.
He also had some understanding of the unspeakable thoughts that the junior sister had about her master.
I’m afraid Junior Sister will feel bad about Master’s abnormal behavior today.
He was discussing with several powerful people the hidden dangers of the demons' re-emergence, and naturally he noticed the burning gazes cast on the girl in his arms.
The strange feeling in his heart when he saw Yan Ning caressing the girl's neck in the secret realm just now resurfaced, causing the tenderness on his face that was revealed by the warm and soft girl in his arms to disappear, and his face suddenly turned cold.
His brows were cold and he glanced around nonchalantly, the pressure from his body spreading out without any concealment!
Some young cultivators who were still cautiously and stealthily glancing at the girl in white couldn't help but turn pale. They looked at Yinxianzun with a panic expression, whose face showed obvious suspicion, and lowered their heads in embarrassment. However, this did not include Cen Hao, who was staring at the girl with burning eyes.
His face, which had regained its color, turned pale again due to the heavy pressure from his master, and fine beads of sweat began to appear again.
But he did not lower his head like the others. Instead, he continued to raise his head stubbornly, his eyes still fixed on the woman held in the arms of the white-robed immortal.
The author has something to say:
After reading the comments, most people are betting on Mo Zun and Yan Ning, and no one seems to be betting on Rong Yin. The final chapter of this world's ending has not been written yet, and I'm working on it. Everyone, please don't bet on it, let's go for a more general ending!
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