Chapter 236 Not Very Familiar
The wind and rain in the mountains are very strong. The majestic black palace on the Feijue Peak is like a sleeping ferocious beast, which can be awakened by a tiny drop of rain at any time, and the bustling crowd at the foot of the mountain will become its best food.
Ying Wujiu stood quietly under the eaves. His red dress, stained with moisture from the rain, became dark and limp. His skin and bones ached slightly, unable to escape the erosion brought by the cloudy day.
After not seeing him for so many years, I wonder if those old friends can still recognize him?
Ying Wujiu thought of the scene where they would meet soon, and a sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of his lips.
It’s good that those enemies are still alive. It would be boring if he had been hiding for a hundred years and could only see cold graves in the end.
Shui Mei walked quietly behind Ying Wujiu and could not help but persuade him, "My Lord, it is very cold in the mountains. You should go inside."
Originally, cultivators were not afraid of these things, but the body of the man in front of him had been tortured in the bone sword furnace. He could not withstand the cold or the heat. He looked strong, but in fact he would break at the slightest touch.
Ying Wujiu did not move, looking at the mountains in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly uttered:
"The Demon Realm is cold and gloomy all year round. It should be raining now."
Perhaps he was not remembering the place, but simply remembered the people there. Even Shui Mei was stunned for a moment, lowering her head in thought.
There was a continuous drizzle, but the people at the foot of the mountain did not disperse. Below Feijue Peak was an endless dense forest, and each entrance was guarded by the black cavalry of the Demon Realm. The disciples of various sects who came to participate in the trial lined up in a long queue, registered one by one to receive the pass token, but there was a sound of dispute coming from one place.
"I'll ask you again, what sect are you from?!"
"I've already told you that I have no sect or school, I'm just an independent cultivator, why are you still asking endless questions!"
Lu Yan and the corpse puppet happened to be queuing at the back. He leaned his head slightly and saw a man dressed as a swordsman arguing with the people from the Demon Realm.
It turns out that everyone entering the jungle needs to report their name and sect in front of the Truth Stone. If the Truth Stone does not move, it means they are telling the truth, and they can enter the jungle for trial after receiving the token. If the Truth Stone emits a blue light, it means it is a lie. When the man just now reported his origin, the Truth Stone kept flashing, and he was stopped from entering, so he had an argument with the guard.
“Boom——!”
Just as everyone was watching the excitement, a bolt of lightning struck from nowhere and turned the shouting man into ashes. Because it happened too quickly, no one could react and the air instantly fell into silence.
"Since he still won't tell the truth after three chances, there's no need for him to come to my Demon Realm's Sword-Asking Contest. Go find King Yanluo directly!"
A woman in dark blue slowly walked out of the dense forest, the silver bells on her skirt clanging, breaking the silence. Her voice was cold, her blue lips were like some kind of poisonous color, and she looked like a seductive and seductive flower. Her eyes swept through everyone present one by one, carrying an invisible intimidation:
"Continue distributing tokens. Anyone who refuses to acknowledge them will be killed on the spot!"
"yes!"
The guard clasped his fists and accepted the order, and continued to distribute tokens. This tactic of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys was obviously effective. The people behind him honestly reported their names and origins, until a group of Wuwang Sect disciples appeared and suddenly broke the silence.
"Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way! What are you doing crowding here like this?"
It is actually very easy to distinguish between disciples of immortal sects and independent cultivators. Most of the disciples from large sects wear similar clothes and gather in groups of three or five, while independent cultivators walk alone, carrying only a long sword.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people walking from the end of the path. The man in the lead was holding a sword, wearing a white robe with a Wuwang silver pattern embroidered on his shoulder. The seven or eight people behind him were dressed in the same way. They were obviously the inner disciples of the Wuwang Sect. Although their appearances were not exactly the same, they all had the same domineering look.
The crowd automatically dispersed to form a path, and whispered to each other:
"Who did I think it was? It turns out someone from the Wuwang Sect has arrived."
"A bunch of running dogs, what is there to be proud of?"
"Forget it, stay away and don't provoke these living Yan Kings."
The leading man seemed not to hear the discussions around him. He stepped forward and placed his hand on the Mantra Stone. He raised his chin slightly and said to the guard indifferently and proudly: "I am Xiao Quan, an inner disciple of Wuwang Sect."
"Bang--!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the back of his buttocks unexpectedly, and fell flat on his face. Liu Lianqing, who was standing behind him, angrily cursed:
"Xiao what Quan! I think you are blind! Can't you see that the master is standing in the queue behind you?! Do you really think this is your Wuwang Sect's territory? How dare you cut in line and throw yourself in my face!"
The disciples from Feixing Sect all applauded and cheered:
"Brother, you kicked well! Today we finally opened our eyes and know what it means to be a dog eating shit!"
Xiao Quan covered his butt and crawled to his feet. His face was purple with anger. Hearing the laughter all around him, his face flushed again. He drew his sword angrily: "Well, Liu Lianqing, you disciples of the Feixing Sect had your tendons and veins crippled by my third senior brother last time, and you haven't learned your lesson yet. Now you dare to challenge Tai Sui!"
It would have been better if he didn't mention it. Once he mentioned it, it would have been like stepping on Liu Lianqing's weak spot and poking his sore spot. Upon hearing this, the faces of the people from Feixing Sect all changed and they rushed up to fight him. The people from Wuwang Sect were not to be outdone and they all came forward to help. The two groups fought with swords flying all over the sky.
The Demon Realm guards watched coldly and had no intention of stepping forward to help.
Lu Yan happened to be standing behind Liu Lianqing. Seeing this, he suddenly remembered something and secretly turned his body to the side, quietly covering his face.
It was a close call. I almost forgot that I was an inner disciple of the Wuwang Sect. It would have been terrible if I had been recognized.
However, what you fear will come true. Liu Lianqing used his family's unique skill of chasing stars and catching the moon, and directly kicked Xiao Quan, who was not very good at the skill, out. The latter fell heavily from mid-air and happened to land at Lu Yan's feet. He covered his waist and groaned, and was about to get up. When he looked up, he saw a familiar face and was immediately shocked and his eyes widened:
"You, you, you... aren't you Senior Brother Lu?!"
Lu Yan: “…”
Oops, I was recognized. How embarrassing.
Lu Yan's expression changed instantly, and he said seriously, "Young man, you must have mistaken me. I have never seen you before."
Xiao Quan stood up from the ground and said, "How is this possible! You are Senior Brother Lu! Master said he sent you down the mountain to travel, how come you are here?!"
At first, Elder Nan Tuo sent Lu Yan to hide in the Demon Realm, and only announced to the sect that he had gone down the mountain to travel. However, Lu Yan never returned to the mountain until Nan Tuo died for no reason. Xiao Quan and he were both trained under Nan Tuo, so how could he not recognize him?
"Brother Lu, yes, you are Brother Lu! Junior brothers, come over here and identify him. Is he Brother Lu?!!"
Upon hearing this, the Wuwang Sect's group of people immediately forgot about fighting and swarmed over to look at Lu Yan, their voices unable to conceal their joy:
"It's really Brother Lu!"
"Brother Lu, why did you come back just now? We thought you went down the mountain to travel and got lost!"
"After Master's death, we are left without a pillar!"
Even Liu Lianqing frowned: "Brother Lu, are you from the Wuwang Sect?"
Lu Yan immediately broke free from the encirclement, and under the gaze of everyone, he calmly shook his sleeves, said without blushing or panting: "How could I be a member of the Wuwang Sect? It's just that we look alike, so they made a mistake. It's getting late, I think you should all enter the jungle for the trial as soon as possible, so as not to delay the time."
He walked towards the entrance of the forest and said to the guard, "I am here to get the pass token. Thank you for your help."
The guards here all had dead faces like the corpse puppets, and their tone was calm: "Put your hand on the Mantra Stone. What's your name? What sect are you from?"
In full view of the crowd, Lu Yan placed his hand on the Mantra Stone and said in all seriousness: "My surname is Lu and my name is Yan..."
Xiao Quan shouted excitedly: "You still say you are not Senior Brother Lu!"
Lu Yan glanced at him and said, "Why are you so anxious? This name is not uncommon. There are countless people with the same name in the world. Could it be that they are all your brothers?"
He stopped talking and turned his attention back to the Mantra Stone, and continued:
"My last name is Lu Yan, and I come from... the Space Sect!"
The truth stone did not move, indicating that he was telling the truth. The guard did not stop him and directly gave him a pass token: "You can go in."
Xiao Quan and the others were dumbfounded, and refused to believe that they had recognized the wrong person. What the hell was the Space Faction?! They were about to step forward, but saw a stern man in black clothes and a hat blocking the way. He took a step forward and placed his hand on the Mantra Stone, and said in a low voice:
"Zhan Liu, a native of Shuiyin Country."
The Mantra Stone did not move. He took the pair of cards and walked straight into the forest. Lu Yan was waiting for him at the intersection. Seeing this, he said in surprise, "You are quite smart."
He was really afraid that when Corpse Puppet introduced himself, he would suddenly say "Corpse Puppet, one of the five guardians of the Demon Realm", which would expose everything.
The corpse gave Lu Yan a cold look and said, "I'm not stupid."
Lu Yan: "...Okay, let's go."
The pass token they received was like a key to enter the fantasy jungle. Lu Yan and the corpse puppet had just taken two steps when they felt a distorted wave in the air around them. Then the environment in front of them changed drastically, from a towering forest to a decaying stone cave that blocked out the sky. There were dark caves everywhere around, covered with large and small pores. When the wind blew, the sound of a woman sobbing could be heard, like a ghost cave.
"This is..."
Lu Yan paused after saying just two words, because a woman in blue suddenly appeared on the rocks in front of him. She glared at him and the corpse puppet with a cold expression, and played with the black braid on her shoulders with her fingertips. Because of the light, it looked like a dark snake:
"Isn't this the corpse puppet general of the Demon Realm? How dare you come here? If I remember correctly, the Lord ordered you to guard the Xuan Candle Palace. How dare you disobey the order privately?"
There are only two women among the five guardians of the Demon Realm, one is Water Charm and the other is Thunder Girl. Lu Yan has already seen the former, so he has no idea who the woman in front of him who seems to be full of poison is.
Lu Yanmin was aware of the bad tone in Lei Nu's words. He tilted his head to look at the corpse puppet and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say you knew each other?"
Corpse Puppet: “Yes, I know him.”
Just not very familiar.
Lu Yan: “…”
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