Chapter 96 This guy is really too scary. You can't beat him at all. The immortal fetus is revealed.
"How long are you going to keep pretending?"
Seeing that bloody figure appear, blocking Ye Ming and stopping her, Ling Zhuyun's jade-like face became even colder.
Ye Ming's face looked grim, his fists were clenched so tightly that they creaked, and he didn't know how to explain.
On a hill not far away, Jiang Lan watched this scene with a faint smile on his face.
Within the Niwan Palace, the energy and luck were surging.
The backup plan he had planned had not yet been deployed, and now Ling Zhuyun was already extremely disappointed with Ye Ming and had decided to kill him.
Of course, all of this was within his expected plan.
There is only one step left before the two of them truly break up and Ling Zhuyun is completely disappointed in Ye Ming.
Thinking of this, his mind moved slightly again.
The blood mist steaming from the Wanling Blood Puppet became thicker and thicker, and its aura rose, far more powerful than before. It did not give Ling Zhuyun any chance to react and pounced towards her.
On the emerald green and clear blue lake, a rosy glow blooms, sword lights flash across, and moonlight shines. It is beautiful but filled with murderous intent. The battle is shocking and fierce.
The blood shadow flickered, and seemed to turn into a rolling river of blood, flooding towards Ling Zhuyun.
The hand covered in a deep red robe was cold and bloodless. It slapped forward like that, and the void was rumbling as if it was about to collapse.
The Wanling Blood Puppet is powerful, has a strong body, and has no perception at all.
Even if he was cut by the sword in Ling Zhuyun's hand, he chose to resist and had no intention of dodging at all.
The terrifying sound frightened many monks around, and they were all terrified.
Clang, clang, clang...
In the void, the moonlight bloomed and sparks flew, as if heavenly soldiers were colliding and fighting, the lake was boiling and the waves were rushing to the sky.
Ling Zhuyun's face was covered with frost, and in her slender hands, she held a Taoist sword.
Although she did not major in swordsmanship, she seemed like a female sword fairy at this moment, leaning on the sword and wielding it across the sky. One sword light after another whistled and slashed past. Although she looked ethereal, she was full of murderous aura.
The Wanling Blood Puppet had an indifferent and ruthless expression, shrouded in endless blood light. He then waved his hand, and the blood light condensed and turned into a blood-red spear.
At the same time, the sound of a sea of blood came from behind. The sea of blood was surging, pungent and bloody, as if it was going to drag everyone into it.
Chi, chi, chi…
The void was pierced, and the Wanling Blood Puppet attacked quickly, its figure like a rainbow, killing towards Ling Zhuyun.
At the same time, a phantom of a blood river condensed behind him, erupting with endless murderous aura and blood.
Boom!
At this moment, the sky shook, and a figure flew over and joined the battle.
As soon as Li Daoyi made a move, a golden seal flew out from his sleeves, covering the sky and earth, bursting out with a shocking aura, suppressing all directions, as if it could kill everything! There was no doubt that this was a terrifying treasure. As soon as it was sacrificed, it showed an extremely powerful aura.
"That's too much."
"Do you really think that there is no one in my Holy Church?"
Not far away, a young figure who was fighting for the ball of light transformed by the four saints' phantoms shouted angrily when he saw this. He was also covered with blood light, hiding his face. He abandoned his opponent and came to help.
"The Blood Immortal Cult has been dormant for so many years, and they really haven't given up at all..."
"Aren't you afraid of being held accountable later?"
Li Daoyi asked calmly.
"Haha, as a true disciple of Taiyi Sect, Li Daoyi, you have become a lackey of this second-generation rich man. Don't you feel humiliated and ridiculous?"
The young figure shrouded in blood sneered. He did not reveal his true appearance. It was obvious that he was a disciple of the Blood Immortal Cult stationed in a certain large sect.
Li Daoyi remained silent.
All of a sudden, the two men started fighting on the green lake. The light and shadows were surging, and a terrifying aura was everywhere. The monks around them quickly retreated and dared not approach.
"Zhu Yun, I don't even know this person, you have to believe me..."
"I have no intention of being your enemy. Calm down first. I will definitely give you an explanation."
Ye Ming's face looked grim, and he kept speaking in a voice transmission.
But at this moment, no matter what he said in the voice transmission, Ling Zhuyun didn't care at all and kept attacking, locking him with murderous intent.
Moreover, even when facing the combined attack of him and that bloody figure, he did not lose the upper hand at all.
He really had no way to defend himself. No matter what he said, it was useless. But he didn't want to hurt Ling Zhuyun, so he could only resist and dodge.
But Ling Zhuyun was determined to believe that he was in collusion with the Blood Immortal Cult.
Now even the people from the Blood Immortal Sect have come to help. Even if an uninformed person sees him, they would think that he is related to the Blood Immortal Sect.
Of course, if he had time, he believed he could explain it all clearly.
But the problem is that Ling Zhuyun didn't give him any chance to explain at all. It seemed that she really intended to kill him here to serve as a warning to others.
"It's no use explaining now. Let's think about how to get out of this situation before our identities are exposed."
"Ling Zhuyun is very powerful. You are no match for her now. If she keeps holding you back, you will never be able to snatch the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts."
"On the contrary, after the others have obtained the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts, they will definitely turn their guns around and attack you. You can't explain it clearly now..."
The old ghost's slightly heavy words echoed in Ye Ming's heart.
Ye Ming felt unwilling, aggrieved and irritated. He knew he was innocent but didn't know how to explain it, and couldn't explain it. This feeling made him angry and powerless.
What made him most angry and unwilling was that even Ling Zhuyun doubted him. He originally thought that Ling Zhuyun would always believe in him.
“Damn it…”
Ye Ming's mind raced, he took a deep breath, and knowing that there was no hope of explaining himself, he shouted angrily.
He stood on the green lake like the son of God. When he swung his fist, a strong wind blew violently, colliding with Ling Zhuyun's sword, making a terrifying sound that almost burst people's eardrums.
Ling Zhuyun's eyes were cold and she said nothing.
If Ye Ming really had nothing to do with the Blood Immortal Cult, why would anyone come to help him at this time? Could it be that the people of the Blood Immortal Cult deliberately framed him? She only regretted that she had not discovered Ye Ming's ambition earlier. If she had believed Jiang Lan's words earlier, perhaps things would not have been so tragic and could not end.
Boom!!! The moon appeared behind her, shining with a cold light and icy murderous intent, as if it had transformed into a supreme divine weapon.
Every ray of moonlight made a clanging sound like a divine sword, the void was turbulent, and the power soared into the sky, all rushing towards Ye Ming to kill him.
Ye Ming swung punch after punch, while quickly retreating.
Ling Zhuyun abandoned the bloody figure and rushed straight towards him. Such power and murderous aura made him feel sad and trembling.
Chi...
At this moment, a cold breath suddenly rushed towards the direction where Ye Ming was in the distant sky.
Accompanied by a terrifying howl that made one's eardrums ache, a phantom of a blood baby suddenly wrapped around Ye Ming, as if it was going to pounce on him.
Seeing this, Ye Ming had no time to react and could only use a shield-like magical weapon to try to resist.
However, the phantom of the blood baby went straight through the shield, pounced directly at Ye Ming, and disappeared in an instant.
"Oh no, this is the Blood Infant Technique..." The old ghost seemed to have noticed something and couldn't help but let out a low cry.
Ye Ming didn't have time to ask him or listen to his explanation at the moment.
"Little thief named Ye, I finally found you..."
The sky was enveloped in rosy clouds and a divine rainbow descended. A Taoist priest in a purple robe came charging over with a furious face. He stepped into the air and stared at Ye Ming who was fighting with Ling Zhuyun.
He did not give Ye Ming any chance to speak, and wanted to take this opportunity to kill him and take back the alchemy furnace.
A ray of purple divine light burst out from the wide robe and transformed into an ancient mirror.
The mirror-like light burst out and directly enveloped Ye Ming, like a big net, trying to trap him.
"How did this old Taoist find me?"
Ye Ming was shocked and his face became even uglier. He recognized that this person was the Taoist Zixia who had been chasing him.
He had clearly changed his appearance and concealed his aura, so how could he still recognize himself? Taoist Zixia was different from the other young geniuses here.
He is a real veteran strong man. Even if his cultivation is suppressed, he is definitely not someone that a group of young geniuses can contend with.
Purple mist rolled between his sleeves and transformed into a purple dragon in the sky. It opened its bloody mouth, released gusts of wind, and bit towards Ye Ming with an astonishing stench.
At the same time, his ancient mirror rolled over. On the blurry mirror surface, there were streaks of light carrying a horrible burning aura, which made the void emit a hissing sound, which was extremely shocking.
Ye Ming's face was filled with shock and anger, and he quickly retreated backwards.
Ling Zhuyun took advantage of this opportunity. A flash of coldness appeared in her beautiful eyes. The sword flew out from her white hand and was directly summoned. The clear sword light illuminated half the sky.
Boom! Boom! The void shook violently, and it seemed as if a major earthquake had occurred in this ancient medicine garden, and everyone was shaking.
puff……
The next moment, blood spurted out, Ye Ming vomited blood, flew backwards, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.
Taoist Zixia's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He continued to chase after him without mercy.
But at this moment, a flash of blood suddenly appeared, blocking him in front of him. The surging blood light was boiling, as if it would turn into a sea of blood, stopping him.
Taoist Zixia looked unhappy and shouted angrily, "The people of the Blood Immortal Sect are really so unscrupulous. Aren't they afraid of causing public outrage afterwards?"
"Not only did he deliberately spread the news of True Lord Zixia's cave to attract so many people, but he also used the formation here to kill so many people. He even snatched the Taoist's alchemy furnace in front of me. This is simply unreasonable."
"Haha, why should I explain to you the actions of my Holy Church? So what if you are angry?"
Several figures shrouded in blood appeared, and together they sacrificed a secret treasure, which turned into a surging sea of blood, trapping him temporarily.
One of them stepped forward, helped Ye Ming up from where he was flying, and stuffed some pills into his hands.
"The Holy Religion is immortal and its flame will be passed on forever. May I ask, is it Senior Brother Ye Ming?"
"We are here to help you seize the opportunity here, as entrusted by our senior."
The figure spoke quickly, explaining his purpose to avoid Ye Ming's misunderstanding.
They had not taken any action just now, but were hiding in the dark. However, when they heard Taoist Zixia calling Ye a little thief, they immediately thought of the mysterious senior from the Holy Church whom they met outside the secret realm.
The senior asked them to help a man named Ye Ming at that time.
Now it seems that Ye Ming that the senior mentioned is the person in front of him.
They were very excited. After all, they had witnessed the scene before with their own eyes. This was a person who was personally rebuked and despised by even the Four Saints, saying that he was deeply sinful.
The people of the Blood Immortal Sect kill people all over the world and sacrifice their bodies with blood. In their eyes, this so-called sin is not a sin at all, but a kind of recognition and honor.
"Who are you?"
Ye Ming felt severe pain all over his body. He stood up with the help of this man. He was somewhat surprised and puzzled when he heard this.
How did they know his name? Who was the senior he was talking about? Many questions flashed through his mind.
But soon, Ye Ming's face changed, and he realized something. He felt a chill all over his body, and without time to think about it, his eyes became fierce, and he raised his palm with a flash of divine light, and slapped the man who was supporting him, smashing his chest with one palm.
This sudden scene made the man unable to react. He fell to the ground with his eyes wide open and died on the spot.
"At this time, you actually want to frame and slander me..."
Ye Ming felt a chill on his back and his hands and feet were cold. How did people know his real name?
The next moment, a bright and cold sword light came towards her from the blood sea barrier. Ling Zhuyun's black hair fluttered and her eyes were extremely cold, without a trace of warmth.
"Ye Ming, you still want to deceive me until now? You have such a vicious mind and such cruel means. I have always regarded you as a young hero. I have misjudged you."
"Do you still want to continue deceiving me?"
Ling Zhuyun asked, her voice was icy cold, and her eyes were filled with disappointment and chill.
She had just heard the disciple of the Blood Immortal Sect calling out Ye Ming's real name.
Few people know Ye Ming's real name, and Ye Ming has always traveled around the world under the pseudonym Ye Ling.
If these people didn't know of his existence before, how did they know his name? When Ye Ming sensed that he was coming to kill him, he was so cruel that he took the initiative to kill the Blood Immortal Sect disciple, regardless of the fact that he and the other party were from the same sect and even that the other party was willing to help him, just to continue to deceive and deceive him.
This subconscious action has already exposed his true nature.
It was a waste that she trusted Ye Ming so much before and covered up the assassination of Jiang Lan for him.
It seems that Ye Ming was helping Chu Chan in the name of helping her, but his real purpose was to assassinate Jiang Lan. After all, if the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion died, the Prime Minister's Mansion would surely be furious, and the situation in Daxia would definitely become more chaotic and turbulent at that time.
In this way, the Blood Immortal Cult had an opportunity to take advantage of.
It was ridiculous that she actually took the initiative to cover up for Ye Ming at that time, and really thought that he helped Chu Chan for her sake.
"Bamboo rhyme..."
Ye Ming's face turned slightly pale, and he didn't know what to say at this moment, because he couldn't explain how the other party knew his name.
He asked himself: He had never told anyone his name. Among his acquaintances in Daxia, only Ling Zhuyun knew it.
Could it be that she betrayed him? Did she tell someone her real name?
However, he believed in Ling Zhuyun and felt that she would never do such a thing. Otherwise, why would she be so cold and angry? "Don't think about it, kid. Run for your life."
"You are bound to bear the blame. At least for now, there is no solution. You can't explain it even if you open your mouth ten thousand times. Have you forgotten what happened on the Bloody Plateau?"
"I originally thought that Jiang Lan didn't recognize you at all, but now it seems that your previous premonition was correct. This is a trap he set up specifically for you."
"That day at Zuixianju, he recognized you..."
"That guy is so scary, you can't beat him at all."
The old ghost's slightly anxious and heavy words rang in Ye Ming's mind, causing him to shudder all over and react quickly.
Yes, when he was on the Bloody Plateau, he originally wanted to kill all the disciples of the Wanfa Sect there, so he did not use a pseudonym, which exposed his real name. Jiang Lan was indeed there at that time.
But how could he be sure that the name he used at that time was his real name?
A terrible chill suddenly swept through Ye Ming's body, making his hands and feet cold.
He couldn't help but look towards the distant hills.
Under the moonlight, the slender figure, dressed in snow-white clothes, looked extremely otherworldly, with fluttering sleeves, as if a banished immortal had descended to earth.
Here, as if noticing that he was looking at him, the figure smiled back at him, then nodded slightly, as if greeting him.
Ye Ming felt a chill on his back, his scalp tingling, and his whole body was shaking with fear and anger.
At the same time, it is accompanied by a great sense of powerlessness and panic.
"escape……"
The old ghost urged him.
Ye Ming's mouth was dry and his face was pale. He no longer had the desire to compete for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts, and he was unable to explain it to Ling Zhuyun.
He bit his tongue, spurted out blood, and sacrificed an ancient talisman. A brilliant glow exploded, wrapped around himself, and he was about to escape.
"Ye Ming, where are you going to escape to?"
But Ling Zhuyun had already locked onto him, her eyes full of coldness, and the moonlight floating around her like a dancing light.
With a wave of her jade hand, ancient and slow traces emerged, and bright and blazing runes evolved in her palm.
The next moment, a terrifying and chilling murderous intent descended and transformed into a terrifying divine light, piercing towards the direction where Ye Ming was fleeing.
The void shook violently, and terrible energy aftermath spread out, directly causing the Green Lake to evaporate several feet away.
Jiang Lan saw this scene not far away with a smile on his face. With an idea, he sent the Wanling Blood Puppet forward to block Ling Zhuyun.
His goal has been achieved. Now with Ye Ming as the scapegoat, no one would suspect him no matter what he did as he inherited the Blood Immortal Sect's legacy.
So he couldn't let Ye Ming die here. At least now was not the time to reap Ye Ming. A living Ye Ming would be more useful to him than a dead Ye Ming.
He has bigger plots and plans.
Boom!!!
There was a loud crash in the sky. When Li Daoyi heard Ling Zhuyun's question, he guessed Ye Ming's identity and abandoned the enemy in front of him.
The golden seal that was sacrificed glowed like a bright sun, illuminating all directions. The sky full of rosy clouds was like smoke, rushing towards Ye Ming, trying to keep him.
However, at this time, a huge sea of blood rolled out behind the Wanling Blood Puppet, which seemed like a real ocean condensed out, exuding a murderous aura and was extremely terrifying.
The golden seal collided with the sea of blood, and the strong wind tore through the surrounding mountains, completely destroying them and turning them into ruins.
Whether it was Taoist Zixia or Ling Zhuyun, they could only watch Ye Ming spit out a mouthful of blood, then turn into a ray of light and flee into the distance at an even faster speed.
After seeing Ye Ming escape, the many Blood Immortal Sect members who appeared here also knew that the situation was settled, so they also used various means to conceal their figures and planned to escape.
"But do you think you can escape?"
Taoist Zixia's eyes were cold, and then he sneered in his heart. Sensing the aura of the Blood Infant Technique, he instantly chased after him, not intending to let Ye Ming go.
Ling Zhuyun's face was covered with frost, her long black hair was fluttering, and she was leaning on her sword, standing under the starry sky.
Her eyes were cold, and she exerted force with her jade hand holding the Taoist sword, until her bony fingers turned white.
Under such circumstances, Ye Ming could not be captured, and it would be even more difficult to kill him in the future.
Ye Ming has many methods, especially the method of changing his appearance and concealing his aura, which even she finds difficult to detect and understand.
"If we had known earlier and been prepared, he wouldn't have escaped so easily."
She didn't chase after him because the strange bloody figure gave her a very dangerous feeling.
He was not sure that he could kill Ye Ming after catching up with him. Instead, he might fall into the trap set by the Blood Immortal Cult.
At this time, the chaotic battle for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills in the distance also came to an end.
Many figures attacked at the same time, colliding and scrambling for the ball of light, and then one person grabbed a part of it and quickly escaped.
They knew that Jiang Lan had manpower and energy to attack them, so after getting the chance, they did not linger in the battle and left directly, not giving them any chance to catch up.
Ling Zhuyun was also slightly startled when she saw this, and then looked at Jiang Lan not far away, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.
Her original intention was to help Jiang Lan get back the opportunity that belonged to him, but she didn't expect that she would be delayed because of Ye Ming's matter, allowing these people to succeed in their plan.
Now that they have snatched the opportunity and left, it is impossible to catch up with them again.
"That bloody figure doesn't look like a real person, but a bit like a puppet. However, its strength is extremely strong and very troublesome..."
Li Daoyi did not chase after him, but frowned and spoke. When he was fighting with the bloody figure, he could clearly sense its weirdness and difficulty.
"The assassin who assassinated the young master in Zuixianju that day seemed to have an accomplice who could manipulate puppets. Even the strong men of the sixth realm around the young master had difficulty in taking him down."
"It is estimated that there is another terrifying being controlling the blood-colored puppet in the dark, and he has not revealed his figure. Saint Zhuyun should not act rashly and go after him."
He guessed with a frown.
Ling Zhuyun was startled, thinking about the senior whom the Blood Immortal Sect disciples had just mentioned. Could he be the one who secretly controlled the blood-colored puppet?
She did notice something unusual; that bloody figure did not look like a living person.
Instead, it is like some kind of puppet body, not afraid of pain, and even if it is injured, it is not afraid. It will still kill you fearlessly, which is really difficult to deal with.
Faced with such a situation, even she didn't know how to deal with it.
In the chaotic battle just now, quite a few people from the Blood Immortal Sect showed up.
Among them there are also some young people hiding in the major sects, but they all use secret methods or rare treasures to conceal their true appearance and methods, making it difficult to determine their origins.
"The Blood Immortal Cult is becoming more and more rampant..." Li Daoyi sighed.
After such a chaos, everything was in disarray and devastation. Even the pavilion in the middle of the lake was destroyed in the battle just now.
There were not many monks in front of the stone wall. Some innocent people were affected and died. Now that the melee was over, no one dared to stay.
Of course, more people left early because they felt guilty about participating in the battle for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Power and were afraid of being held accountable by the Prime Minister's Mansion afterwards.
Now that Gu Tiangong has no chance with them, continuing to stay here will only bring trouble to them.
"Sir, we are incompetent..."
"Let those people snatch away the opportunity..."
On the top of the mountain, Ao Xu, Luo Ying and other young people were all injured.
Even though they were quite powerful, they still couldn't get away with it when facing young beings of the same strength. They were injured in the chaotic battle just now and failed to grab the opportunity to learn the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art.
Many people would even join forces to deal with them when they saw them taking action, which meant that even though they had more people, they did not have any advantage.
"I was just focused on attacking Ye Ming and forgot the important matter."
"He even managed to escape, and we were unable to keep him. Once he leaves the secret realm, I'm afraid he will bring some unexpected disasters to the outside world."
Ling Zhuyun said with a little guilt.
Jiang Lan waved his hand indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts are of little use to me. I didn't come to the secret realm for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts."
"That Ye Ming is indeed quite skilled, and he has the help of people from the Blood Immortal Cult. It won't be easy to kill him here."
"Zhu Yun, you don't have to blame yourself."
He looked very open-minded and casual, and did not blame them.
After saying that, he took out some healing pills and distributed them to the injured Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi, Ao Xu, Luo Ying and others.
In this chaotic battle, he was the biggest winner, not to mention he unexpectedly obtained the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills.
Ling Zhuyun was completely disappointed in Ye Ming and their relationship broke down. However, the luck he gained from it was also a great gain.
Not to mention the many chain reactions that were triggered later, and the subsequent benefits brought about by putting the blame of being the successor of the Blood Immortal Sect on Ye Ming.
Of course, Jiang Lan did not forget the main purpose of this trip.
"Thank you, sir."
Ao Xu, Luo Ying and others took the pills and began to swallow them, then sat cross-legged on the spot to recuperate.
After such a great battle, even Ling Zhuyun was exhausted.
However, seeing Jiang Lan's actions, he couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.
Although he knew that he might be trying to win people's hearts, he couldn't help but compare it with Ye Ming's subconscious act of silencing him just now.
Sometimes it is indeed impossible to judge a person's goodness or evil based on simple appearance and some rumors.
After being used and deceived by Ye Ming, she felt that she had grown a lot.
If I had known and understood this earlier and believed Jiang Lan's words, my junior sisters and the others might not have been in danger...
Her eyes dimmed.
Seeing her expression, Jiang Lan did not explain, but was thinking about his next plan.
The place was in ruins. Even some of the surrounding hills had been flattened, and the ancient medicine garden was in a mess.
All the spiritual herbs planted and growing in it were picked and swept away, and some of the crystal clear spiritual soil that exuded a misty scent was also taken away.
While Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi and others were recovering.
Jiang Lan took Li Mengning to the center of the lake. The lake was calm at this moment, with ripples on the surface and the moon hanging high in the sky. Its reflection was like a jade disk immersed in the water, bright and clear.
Li Mengning stared at the bright moon reflected in the water with her clear eyes, as if in a daze, with a moving and bright light in her eyes.
Jiang Lan was estimating the time when the Glazed Seven-Leafed Lotus would be born, and seeing her expression, he couldn't help but smile.
At the same time, some memories came to mind.
He squatted down, scooped up a handful of water, and said, "Do you remember when you were six years old, hiding under the sycamore tree in the courtyard at night, secretly wiping your tears?"
“…”
Li Mengning was looking at the handful of lake water in his hand. Upon hearing the words, a hint of smoky color seemed to appear on her flawless face covered by the veil.
How come he remembers this embarrassing childhood incident so clearly?
"At that time, in order to coax you, I promised you to pick the moon from the sky..." Jiang Lan seemed to be lost in memories.
"fraud……"
Li Mengning recalled that he had fooled her in the same way at that time, and had even solemnly assured her that the moon was in his hand, and had even asked her to get closer to take a look.
As a result, when I got close to him, he pinched my nose and said that I was too slow and the moon had already moved away...
"Look, the moon has been picked by me now, right?" Jiang Lan looked at her with a smile.
Li Mengning looked like, "Do you think I will still believe you?"
However, seeing Jiang Lan holding the lake water in front of her, she couldn't help but move closer. As a result, Jiang Lan simply let go of her hand, and the lake water flowed down. He took the opportunity to pinch her straight nose through the veil.
"So many years have passed, but you're still so stupid..." Jiang Lan laughed, his smile was warm and bright.
Li Mengning's clear eyes revealed an expression of "you are so childish", but her face still felt slightly hot because of his action.
"Did you know?"
"I had a dream some time ago..."
Jiang Lan used his other hand to rub her smooth and fair cheek. As to whether he wanted to dry his hands with the veil, only he knew it.
Li Mengning didn't notice his little action. Hearing this, she just raised her eyes and looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
She knew that Jiang Lan wouldn't say such things to her for no reason.
Moreover, she could indeed feel that Jiang Lan was a little different from before during this period of time.
To be precise, it should be somewhat different from after the serious illness and after his temperament changed drastically.
It is difficult to explain what is different, but she can feel that Jiang Lan has more spirit. He will think and do things for a thing or a purpose.
Before, he was like a walking corpse, doing nothing in the true sense of the word, just a body without a heart.
Although she was anxious, worried... she didn't know what to do, nor how to help him. She could only follow him silently, do whatever he needed, protect his safety, and prevent him from being hurt by anyone.
"What kind of dream is it..."
Li Mengning opened her delicate and shiny lips slightly and asked in a low voice.
"It was a very real dream. I dreamed that the Xiangguo Mansion disappeared, that Jiang Ruxian came back, that I died, and that you died for me..."
Jiang Lan has actually been thinking about how to solve this loophole.
No matter how he tried to cover it up or change it, his actions and deeds during this period could definitely not be hidden from his parents.
So he needs a reasonable opportunity and preparation, and also to prepare for some unexpected events that may occur later.
“…”
Li Mengning was stunned and looked at him blankly. She didn't think Jiang Lan was lying to her.
Because Jiang Lan was very serious at this moment, there wasn't a trace of frivolity or casualness in his eyes. It was an expression she hadn't seen in a long time.
"So, you have to remember, if you meet Jiang Ruxian in the future, don't overestimate your own abilities and attack her..."
"I will settle the grudges between her and me with her."
Jiang Lan actually didn't want to say all this in advance, but in order to make the plans laid out later more natural, he felt it necessary to give Li Mengning such a shot of prevention.
Of course, on the other hand, Li Mengning is not really obedient. She really wants to seek revenge on Jiang Ruxian, and she was seriously injured many times in the original plot.
Now the plot has no longer developed along the original trajectory. Who knows if this guy will hide it from him and secretly seek revenge on Jiang Ruxian.
And because of what he has done during this period, will Jiang Ruxian misunderstand him? After all, in the original plot, that guy is extremely paranoid and crazy.
Li Mengning is definitely not a match for Jiang Ruxian now.
“…”
"I'm not weaker than her..." Li Mengning obviously didn't hear what Jiang Lan said, and said in a low voice.
"I know, but I'm worried you'll get hurt."
"So, you have to listen to me."
Jiang Lan guessed that she would definitely say that, so he rubbed her face and said softly.
"Um……"
Li Mengning no longer had the mind to think about anything else. She lowered her head gently, and a wave of emotions surged in her clear eyes.
The lake is emerald green, the waves are rippling, the moonlight is deep, and mist is beginning to dissipate.
At this moment, a very cold breath suddenly appeared.
The lake surface, which was originally rippling, seemed to begin to solidify and freeze, with frost and mist lingering there, a clear blue color, magnificent and beautiful.
Such a scene quickly attracted the attention of the monks here.
Jiang Lan had already told Li Mengning that a seven-leaf glazed lotus would be born here.
When she saw this scene, she raised her white jade hand and a cold sword energy spread out, crisscrossing the sky and earth, whistling and slashing away.
A mountain in the distance was suddenly covered with ice and snow.
Such a scene immediately made many monks who were interested in fighting for it change their expressions and give up the idea of fighting for it.
What Jiang Lan said just now also made Li Mengning feel urgent.
Since these rare treasures were given to her, she should just be obedient and swallow and refine them, otherwise she would have to go through a lot of trouble every time.
Sometimes being too obedient and thinking too much about him can be a bit troublesome.
Li Daoyi and others who were recovering on the top of the mountain were tactful enough not to ask any more questions when they saw this.
Ling Zhuyun was somewhat curious about the relationship between Li Mengning and Jiang Lan.
As the quasi-saintess of Taiyi Sect, Li Mengning's status and position are similar to hers. Her strength is unfathomable, but she almost obeys Jiang Lan's every word.
"Li Mengning should be from the Suiji Li family behind the Taiyi Sect..."
She didn't ask much about this private matter between the two of them.
At the same time, the Glazed Seven-Leaf Lotus was born.
Deep in this secret realm, some cultivators also noticed a divine light rising into the sky, as if the real cave of True Lord Zixia had been revealed and found.
When the news reached here, many monks were already rushing there non-stop and were almost overwhelmed.
The opportunity for the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Art had just appeared, triggering a fierce and chaotic battle.
Over there is the cave of True Lord Zixia. There are so many opportunities and fortunes in this secret realm.
Everyone was filled with emotion, but they did not want to fall behind, so they hurried over. The cultivators who were still wandering in the ancient medicine garden also turned into divine rainbows and followed.
"Sir, the cave of True Lord Zixia has appeared. Should we rush over there?"
Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others came forward to question Jiang Lan.
Ling Zhuyun had also promised to help Jiang Lan obtain the inheritance of Master Zixia. At this moment, she felt a sense of urgency. If she didn't hurry over, she might be too late.
"Zixia Zhenjun has two caves in total, and that one should be the Ming Mansion." Jiang Lan said.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this; this was the first time they heard this news.
But Jiang Lan did not explain, and they did not dare to ask too much. They just guessed that it might be secret information obtained from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Is what Mr. Jiang needs in the other cave?" Ling Zhuyun asked.
Jiang Lan nodded and said, "That thing is called Immortal Fetus Creation Dew, which can solve many problems such as my hidden illness, so I must get it."
Ling Zhuyun was stunned when she heard this, and then she suddenly realized that she had certainly heard of the name of this rare object in the world, and she also understood the magical power it contained.
No wonder Jiang Lan is so determined to get this.
Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and other young geniuses had naturally heard about it, and at this moment, expressions of surprise and shock appeared on their faces.
Jiang Lan took the initiative to say these things, naturally he was not worried about them thinking too much. Even if they guessed the source of his information, they would only think about the Prime Minister's Mansion.
And if the Xiangguo Mansion knew about this, he could also go with the flow and tell Chu Chan about it. After all, Chu Chan must know about it.
Now that the secret palace was right in front of him, it was impossible for him to sneak in without telling anyone, so he simply told them directly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. I will protect you. You can go and get what you want without any worries." Ling Zhuyun looked at Jiang Lan and said seriously.
"We will be waiting here. Don't worry, sir. No one will be able to disturb you."
Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others also spoke up.
Jiang Lan nodded slightly and said, "When you obtain the fortune, I will reward you."
After saying that, he walked towards the ancient dark stone wall.
At the same time, the jade pendant obtained from Chu Chan emitted a hazy glow, as if a ray of divine light was bursting out and falling on the cliff wall in front.
Boom!
The next moment, the rocks shook and the stone skin fell off, and two ancient stone doors opened.
There are intertwined meridians, dense light, and flowing colorful clouds. There is a mysterious wave that rises and falls there, and a vast and heavy pressure permeates the air.
Without the dim light emitted by the jade pendant, it would be impossible to move forward at all.
Faintly, one can see the divine lights intersecting, it is extremely mysterious, and one can see several volumes of scriptures floating in it.
A huge golden light emerged and the sound of scriptures being flipped could be heard, which was extremely astonishing.
As Jiang Lan's figure disappeared, the two ancient stone doors slowly closed, and all the light fluctuations quickly disappeared.
Ling Zhuyun and others witnessed this scene and were extremely shocked.
In comparison, they felt that the cave here should be the one truly left by True Lord Zixia.
The cave is extremely simple and spacious.
Bronze oil lamps were lit on both sides of the corridor, the lights never went out, emitting a faint fragrance.
Jiang Lan stepped inside, his eyes shining as he looked at the scene inside.
Deep in the cave, there is an ancient futon located in the middle. It is unknown what material it is made of, but it is full of Taoist traces and ancient charm.
In addition, there are several bottles and a mud-yellow earthenware jar, and it is unknown what is sealed in them.
On the high platform, there were several scrolls of scriptures shrouded in mist, floating up and down.
On the bookshelf on the other side, there are stacks of jade slips and books, all of which are quite old and exude an ancient and long-standing atmosphere.
Jiang Lan's gaze finally fell on the deepest part of the cave.
It was a mass of mist wrapped in haze, like liquid medicine, shaped like fairy water, crystal clear and colorful, and faintly seemed as if the wonders of all worlds' glass were evolving in it.
Although there was a distance between them, one could still feel the rich and abundant vitality, as if it was the legendary elixir of immortality that could bring the dead back to life and give the living eternal life.
And in the liquid medicine, there was a faint shadow of a fairy phoenix emerging, and clusters of blazing flames swirled around it, like the eternal fire of Nirvana.
"Immortal Fetus Creation Dew..."
Jiang Lan stared at this rare object of heaven and earth. It had appeared before in the depths of the ancient medicine garden, but soon disappeared. In fact, it had come to the secret palace.
He could feel the divinity contained in it.
With a wave of his hand, the immortal fetus's creation dew suddenly turned into a steaming light and fell into the palm of his hand. The divinity in it seemed to struggle, but in his hand, it was useless.
Jiang Lan swallowed it without any hesitation and began to refine and absorb it.
The moment he swallowed it, his figure flashed and appeared on the cushion.
In the cave awash with rosy clouds, wisps of spiritual energy diffused out from between the cracks in the rocks and began to gather towards him.
As Jiang Lan's mind calmed down.
Inside the Niwan Palace, the aura was surging, and the mysterious ancient vine was making a trembling sound.
Chi!!! In the originally silent cave, a blazing flame suddenly lit up, like the fire of Taoism or the fire of Nirvana, burning everything.
Jiang Lan, who was originally sitting cross-legged on a cushion, seemed to be on fire.
The skull glows, and the cheekbones are translucent.
The flames enveloped him, as if turning him into a huge cocoon of fire.
Around this huge cocoon of fire, the shadow of a fairy phoenix can be seen floating up and down. Its wings spread out and then fall down, covering the huge cocoon of fire.
During this process, a vast and boundless blood-red river seemed to emerge in Jiang Lan's mind.
There is no end in sight, yet it is peaceful and quiet, without any waves or ripples.
The long blood-red river, as silent as the abyss, exudes a terrifying aura that makes people's hearts palpitate.
This incredible vision quietly emerged in his mind.
(End of this chapter)
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