Encountering an old friend
The next day, Jiang Chanyi packed up her things, summoned the Blue Luan Feather, and flew away with her. Seeing her teammate looking worried, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well yesterday after all that blood was all over you?"
"No..." Qian Luo shook her head, remembering what the Zhao brothers had said outside the cave. They'd met a female cultivator carrying a coffin, which reminded her of Sun Rushuang. She hadn't asked the Zhao brothers about this female cultivator yesterday. Firstly, she felt it was unlikely to be her, and secondly, with Jiang Chanyi by her side, it was difficult to ask too much.
If Sun Rushuang could advance from the Qi training stage to the Dan formation stage within a hundred years, her cultivation speed would be unmatched even by cultivators from the upper three districts. She would have to put in many times more effort to be on the same level as these people.
I don't know how she has been doing in the past hundred years. What kind of opportunities and dangers will she encounter after leaving District 9 and going beyond it?
"Ah, there's news! Jin Manlou sent a message!"
Jiang Chanyi pulled out a communication jade slip with her right hand. On it was a message from Jin Manlou: Help! Colorful strips of cloth!
"Could it be that we've encountered some kind of danger? The address is here on the colorful strip of cloth? Isn't that the closest point to us?"
This is really a coincidence. As soon as they got the map, they found Jin Manlou's information. Jin Manlou was near the colorful cloth strips, which was the same as their destination!
The two looked at each other and continued to move forward. No matter what coincidence it was, there was always a second map, and they had a better chance than others.
…
The wind was howling, and colorful strips of cloth hung on a piece of rotting wood were fluttering in the wind. They were the only color in the snow, flowing and lively, bringing a touch of brilliant and bright light to the lifeless world of snow.
Jiang Chanyi had long seen the goose yellow figure, heard the tinkling sound of gold and jade, and the dazzling light of the magic weapon that was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes.
She secretly gritted her teeth, feeling a little sour: Jin Manlou is such a lucky girl, born in the Jin family, with endless spirit stones, endless magic weapons, and endless pills!
Hearing her youthful and lively voice, it didn't seem as serious as the jade slip said.
"I'm warning you, don't come over. I've already called my boss over. My boss is at the peak of the late Jindan period! You can't beat her. I'm warning you to stay away from me. If you leave now, I'll pretend nothing happened!" As she said this, she kept backing away. The defensive magic weapons around her were activated and surrounded her with brilliant light.
Opposite her was also a female cultivator with waist-length hair and a blue dress. Her long bangs covered her entire face, revealing only her soft and pale lips. She looked a little thin and gloomy.
What's even more strange is that she was carrying a coffin on her back. The coffin was a head taller than her, but she didn't feel tired and walked dozens of kilometers with the coffin on her back.
“…” The other party ignored her shouting and instead launched an attack with an expressionless face.
The tip of her toes touched the ground, and the air blew up without a breeze. The coffin behind her opened by itself, revealing a green-haired monk lying inside, peacefully asleep. But when the female cultivator activated her spiritual power, the green-haired monk came alive, walked out of the coffin, and opened his eyes. Inside, everything was white, with no eyeballs at all!
He exuded a thick aura of death, not a living person at all, but a truly dead person! The female cultivator in front of him actually refined a dead person into a puppet! This was simply horrifying!
The Tianyan Continent has always followed the orthodox way of cultivation, and there are very few evil practitioners. The magic of turning the dead into puppets is even more evil and vicious, and everyone avoids it!
After all, no one wants their body to fall into the hands of such a cultivator after death. It will completely become a killing tool in the hands of the evil cultivator. This is more terrifying than becoming a walking corpse!
The green-haired cultivator should have been in the middle stage of the Jindan realm before his death. Being able to turn a middle stage Jindan cultivator into a puppet proves that the female cultivator must have been in the late stage of the Jindan realm.
"Interesting, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the secret realm!" Normally, cultivators would be timid when encountering evil cultivators, but Jiang Chanyi did not back off, instead he became interested.
She jumped down from the Qingluan Feather, light and graceful. Although she was wearing a black sportswear, her immortal temperament could be seen.
Qian Luo looked at her leaving back, and suddenly remembered that she had never known the nature of Jiang Chanyi's spiritual roots. She was so free and unrestrained, living like the wind.
…
"Another one." The female cultivator frowned, obviously discovering Jin Manlou's helper. She and the green-haired puppet went into battle together, using their hands and feet. Black Yin fluid shot out from their fingertips and fell to the ground, with a "sizzling" sound.
"Wow! That was close!" Jiang Chanyi dodged nimbly, a look of shock on his face, and patted his sportswear.
This Yin water can even corrode snow water! Even though she was knowledgeable, she was still shocked.
The green-haired puppet can fight Jin Manlou's magic weapons and spiritual treasures with his bare hands. After all, the dead are not afraid of pain. Even if the flesh is burned and rotten, revealing the white bones inside, it will not stop.
"It's so difficult!" Jin Manlou was timid to begin with, and when he saw the green-haired puppet in front of him with no eyeballs, a hideous face and a skeleton, he cried even more.
Qian Luo behind him couldn't help but laugh. Jin Manlou was really like Tao Yue, both so timid. She wondered if all children raised in wealthy families were like this.
She swung her sword horizontally, and heard the green-haired puppet's nails making a "sizzling" sound on the Dragon Roar Sword, which was very harsh. However, the green-haired puppet did not dodge, but instead pounced on her, as if it had changed its target.
Hey, it actually has intelligence!
This is strange. Can dead people still be conscious?
He can even identify crises!
The green-haired puppet changed its target simply because it saw Jin Manlou as a tough nut to crack, surrounded by the brilliance of treasures and impossible to get close to. The female cultivator in front of him only had a sharp sword, which could not cause much harm to him.
He was about to pounce with his fangs bared, but Qian Luo twisted her waist and quickly dodged with her sword, drawing a circle on the snow and handsomely avoiding the attack of the green-haired puppet.
"Ahhh!" The green-haired puppet seemed very angry!
He patted his chest, expressing his strong dissatisfaction.
His master turned around and saw a third person joining in. He knew that the situation was not in his favor, so he gritted his teeth and prepared to use his own life-saving magic weapon. In an instant, the sky and the earth became dark and covered with dark clouds.
Everyone felt the shadow above their heads. Jiang Chanyi stared at the gloomy girl in front of her with wide eyes: "My dear, what are you doing?"
This was the first time she'd seen dark clouds in the Frost Blue Secret Realm. From the looks of it, she knew the girl was about to unleash some incredible treasure!
"No, no, let's run! We're almost at the entrance to the first floor. Let's get down quickly before we die here!"
Jiang Chanyi had calculated that while a three-on-two battle might give him a slight chance of winning, it would also severely damage his vitality. It really wasn't worth it! There was no need to brandish swords and guns outside the secret realm. If they wanted to fight, they should go to the real secret realm and fight to the death!
The north wind howled, blowing the girl's long bangs, revealing her beautiful brow and a pair of dark eyes, which flashed with a hint of green. Her skin was white and her appearance was extremely beautiful, like a mountain ghost, with a strange and beautiful appearance that was captivating.
With a loud bang, Qianluo felt dizzy and confused: "...Rushuang?"
It really is her! She's actually already in the late Jindan stage!
Unlike the bewildered Qian Luo, Sun Rushuang heard a familiar voice and her name. When she looked closely, she saw the girl she had been thinking about day and night. She was still alive, standing in front of her!
"Xiao Luo! You're still alive!"
For a moment, she was so excited that she rushed over and even forgot to collect the coffin behind her. She took the girl's warm hand, confirmed that she was alive, and then looked her over. Only when she saw that she was intact did she feel relieved.
After becoming a Jindan cultivator, she was confident she could go to the Central Third District to help Qianluo. She described Qianluo's appearance and name, but surprisingly, not many people in the entire Central Third District had seen her. Those who did see her only said that she had participated in an alchemy conference decades ago, and she had not been seen since then.
She found the Lan family where she used to stay and met her former teammate Tao Yue. They all said that they hadn't seen her for a long time.
The implication is that he was either in seclusion practicing or he died unexpectedly.
A monk cannot come out of seclusion for cultivation without ten years of hard work. She had the confidence to wait, so she participated in the Frost Blue Secret Realm to find a treasure for her mother Sun Peilan to help her mother condense her soul.
But... if it was the latter, Sun Rushuang's eyes would be red, her lips pursed, and her eyes would be tearful. She would not look as cruel and ruthless as she did just now.
She had thought about it long ago. If Qianluo died before her, no matter how many years it took, she would find Qianluo's body, refine her and her mother into puppets and preserve them, and then find a way to resurrect them.
If Qianluo knew what she was thinking, she would definitely be very grateful to her.
Qianluo: ...Is this how you repay kindness with enmity?
"Hey, hey, hey, how long are you two going to be so affectionate?" Jiang Chanyi couldn't stand it anymore, frowned, separated the two people, and pointed at the green-haired puppet that had been harassing them.
"Big sister, since we're on the same path, can we put this puppet away?"
Sun Rushuang saw Jiang Chanyi pulling Qianluo back a step, his eyes fell on her face, his eyes darkened, and without saying anything, he put away the green-haired puppet and carried the coffin again.
Then he stared at Qianluo, as if he had endless things to say.
Qianluo coughed twice and said, "Let's go in first and see if the vortex is open."
Jin Manlou came over angrily, patted his clothes, stared at Qianluo and Sun Rushuang, and said with a click of the tongue: "You two are so ambiguous, are you lesbians?"
Hearing this, Qianluo was shocked: "How is this possible!"
Sun Rushuang pursed her lips into a line, ignored Jin Manlou who was jumping up and down, and walked straight into the snow-capped mountains.
…
There was a cave in the snow mountain that could accommodate four people. The four of them walked around but did not see any whirlpool. They could only wait for the whirlpool to appear. This gave Qianluo and Sun Rushuang, who had not seen each other for a hundred years, an opportunity to talk.
The two of them sat together, feeling very close. Sun Rushuang felt that the coffin was a bit of a hindrance, so she put it into the storage bag, which surprised Jin Manlou.
She and Sun Rushuang quarreled because of the coffin.
As soon as she came in, she was blinded by the ice and snow. She saw a big black guy walking in the snow from a distance. She flew up to say hello, slowed down and lowered her position, but she didn't expect the other party to turn around, and the two-meter-long coffin hit her chest hard, causing her to cry out in pain.
He immediately lay on the ground and started throwing a tantrum: "You are so unreasonable! You beat me up and still wanted to leave? What big thing are you carrying? It turns out to be a coffin!"
Sun Rushuang threw her a medium-grade spirit stone and was about to leave.
However, he only managed to anger the wealthy Jin Manlou: "Ha, am I a beggar? You're sending me away with just a mid-grade spirit stone?"
Jin Manlou's rage surged, gathering above his head. He crushed the mid-grade spirit stone in front of Sun Rushuang. "Evil cultivator, don't leave! If I let you go today, I won't be named Jin. Come at me if you want. If I kill you, I'll be ridding the people of a threat!"
She spoke rhythmically, "And the coffin behind you, I'm going to smash it to pieces and rescue these fellow Taoists who have been turned into puppets!"
It was obvious that Jin Manlou had read too many novels and her brain was filled with water. She actually contradicted a late Jindan cultivator who was one level older than her.
Then, reality taught her a lesson and she was beaten by Sun Rushuang.
"Wow, wow, this is how it is. Baby Yiyi, you have to make the decision for me!" Jin Manlou clenched his fists and hit Jiang Chanyi lightly, tears in his eyes.
If anyone else had treated Jiang Chanyi like this, she would have slapped him in the face. But facing Jin Manlou and the magic weapon that radiated light from her body, Jiang Chanyi could not say a word of objection, and her eyes were filled with desire for the treasure.
She swallowed and patted Jin Manlou's little face, as if coaxing a baby: "Okay, okay, I'll let her apologize to you later, don't cry!"
Jin Manlou pouted: "Let's make this deal. If you help me do this, I'll give you a high-level spiritual treasure I have!"
Jiang Chanyi glanced at Qianluo, rubbed his hands, and smiled cunningly: "Okay!"
It's just a small matter of apology, Lan Qianluo will agree to it, right? Who would go against magic weapons and spiritual treasures?
…
"This is what happened..." Sun Rushuang finished talking about the conflict between her and Jin Manlou, narrowed her eyes, and suppressed her anger.
When she heard Jin Manlou keep talking about coffins, wouldn't she be furious?
Inside the coffin was her mother, Sun Peilan, not a rotten corpse!
Qianluo patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Does the resurrection method you mentioned really work?"
During the past hundred years, Sun Rushuang practiced outside District Nine, acquired many skills, and also heard from foreigners about a method to bring the dead back to life.
It is rumored that there is a treasure in the Snowland Country called Frost Orchid, which can condense souls and gather energy, summon the three souls and seven spirits of the dead, and when combined with special skills, it can bring the dead back to life.
Qianluo knew that Sun Rushuang had risked everything to save her mother, but how could she summon the souls of someone who had died a hundred years ago? If she had died recently, she might still have some hope.
Sun Rushuang didn't know how to answer this question: "I..."
Her obsession is to resurrect her mother. If she gives up even the last bit of hope, she doesn't know what to do in the days to come.
"I understand. I will help you." Qian Luo closed her eyes. She knew Sun Rushuang's obsession. Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance, she would try it because this was her way of cultivation.
"Xiao Luo, you are so nice." Sun Rushuang was deeply moved. No matter what she did, Xiao Luo would support her.
She hooked her arms around the girl's neck, leaned over her and sniffed the breath of living people, allowing her heart, which had been wandering for a hundred years, to finally calm down. She felt an unprecedented peace, as if she had returned home, the home with her mother, warm and comfortable.
"In the past few decades, I have followed your footsteps and learned about what you have been doing over the years... You have been in seclusion for so many years, and I am really afraid that I will never see you again." Sun Rushuang nervously grabbed Qianluo's gray collar like a child.
In order not to worry Sun Rushuang, Qianluo lied that she had been in seclusion for many years and did not tell her the embarrassing story of how she was in a coma for a hundred years because she was stabbed by someone.
"Ahem, it's okay. We've come this far all these years." Qianluo comforted her and patted her shoulder. "By the way, which level of the secret realm is Frost Lanzhi on?"
"Which floor?" Sun Rushuang looked confused.
Qianluo knew that she had no idea about the secret realm, so she took out the secret realm map and whispered, "This is a secret realm map. The materials are special... You can say later that you got it by chance."
She told Sun Rushuang about the map, and Sun Rushuang finally understood: "I didn't know... It was someone from the outsider tribe in District 9 who told me that the Frost Blue Secret Realm had what I wanted. He didn't give me a map, but he gave me a bead."
The two of them were talking, and they had set up a soundproof barrier so Jin Manlou and Jiang Chanyi couldn't hear it.
"A bead?" Qian Luo took it and took a look. It was just an ordinary glass bead, round and smooth, with no small ornaments inside. There was nothing special about it. She tested it with a cultivation simulator.
[Didi - sufficient spiritual energy, expected to gain 1 million points]
Qian Luo: !!! What? Now, 1 million mid-grade spirit stones are equivalent to 100 million low-grade spirit stones, 100 million points! This is the value of the magical little black cauldron!
"Thump, thump" She could hear her own heartbeat and she wanted to stand up and jump up and down in the woods like a savage!
Her face flushed and her breathing became rapid. She had finally encountered something as good as the Little Black Cauldron!!!
No, calm down!!!
Since the outsiders gave Rushuang something worth over 100 million, it must be the key to some kind of mechanism, and there must be treasures of even greater value inside!
"Rushuang, you must hold this bead carefully."
Seeing Qianluo's serious expression, Sun Rushuang knew this was no ordinary item and immediately pushed it back: "Xiaoluo, just treat it as an exchange. I'll trade the glass beads for your map."
Qian Luo took a deep breath of fresh air and finally couldn't resist the temptation: "Okay, but if there is a chance, I will split it with you." She put the glass beads into the storage bracelet.
Sun Rushuang smiled faintly, her smile as beautiful as a flower: "Just help me take Bingshuang Lanzhi."
"good."
The two people hit it off immediately.
Jin Manlou and Jiang Chanyi had almost finished their conversation when they saw that the two people had not come out yet. Could it be that they needed to invite these two young ladies again?
"We both have maps, why do we need to bring them along? Let's just go our separate ways!"
Jiang Chanyi shook her head: "No, we can't do it alone. There must be more Jindan cultivators on the first floor. We need teammates."
Especially Sun Rushuang’s green-haired puppet and strange magic weapon, we must get them!
Just when the four of them were harboring evil intentions, the ground shook, and the ice and snow above their heads swayed. A lot of snow actually fell down and hit the ground, instantly forming a bottomless crack.
"Whirlpool!" Jin Manlou patted Jiang Chanyi's shoulder in surprise!
Jiang Chanyi also smiled happily: "After searching high and low for something, I finally found it without any effort!"
"Stop chatting, both of you! Let's go!"
As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Chanyi jumped into the whirlpool first. Then she entered the door. She was a little hesitant. After all, the whirlpool was in the crack. If she was not careful, she would fall into the crack and her body would be gone.
"Ahhh!" She closed her eyes, rode on the flying magic weapon, and rushed in in one breath!
With her hair flying and looking undignified, Jin Manlou screamed like a crazy woman until she entered the whirlpool.
The last ones were Qianluo and Sun Rushuang. They looked at each other, then jumped into the dark vortex hand in hand.
At the same time, the snow mountain collapsed, like a building collapsing, snowflakes flying everywhere, making a roaring sound. The monks outside who had no time to escape were all ruthlessly swallowed by the ice and snow.
Heavy snow began to fall from the sky again, covering the previous traces layer by layer.
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