Chapter 809 The Holy Son in the Cage
After winning the selection in the human world, Ye Xiaoman did not have a moment to rest. She did not return to Qingzheng Sect, but directly joined up with the other two winning teams. She was invited to board the Tianxin Sect's gorgeous flying boat and headed directly to the Demon Realm to participate in the competition.
That’s right, this year’s Six Realms Competition is hosted by the Demon Realm.
All the geniuses felt like sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.
Because the demons have been resorting to assassination repeatedly, the three major sects not only set up multiple protective restrictions for each genius, but also sent the supreme elders to personally protect them, ensuring that the geniuses are guarded by top powerhouses at all times, so that people like Tuoba Yuling will not be able to attack them again.
The journey from the human world to the demon world is very long. Even if one has the Demon Lord's pass and can make full use of the teleportation arrays in various places, it still takes a full half month to fly at full speed in the sky.
During the past ten days, Ye Xiaoman, just like she had been preparing for the exam in Qingzheng Sect, changed her place and spent the whole day with her senior sisters and brothers, training together with the monks from Tianxin Sect and Dadao Sect on the deck of the flying boat.
At the Six Realms Competition, the original three teams, totaling sixty cultivators, will be organized into one team to fight against opponents from the sea, the demon world, the devil world, the divine realm, and the ghost realm. They need to cultivate unity and tacit understanding in a short period of time.
Young people can easily get along with each other. In just a few days, Ye Xiaoman became familiar with everyone.
She practiced during the day and had to do more training at night, waiting to be allowed back to practice at midnight. Even so, she could still find time to practice spiritual cultivation with Xiao Chujing whenever she had some free time. Xiao Chujing didn't keep an eye on her time, so he rolled around with Yue Mushan and didn't delay Sese at all.
For more than half a month, there were only two men around her, and she was a little tired of it.
Start thinking about the good things about other people.
She took out her communication magic weapon during her lunch break. A group of monks were chatting and joking around her. Xiao Chujing was sitting next to her, picking fish bones for her. The white cat was dozing on her legs. She ate with chopsticks in one hand, and put the other hand under the table, supporting herself on the white cat's back with the magic weapon. In front of the two men, she slid to the contact Jiaying.
Just looking for excitement.
I like the feeling of being discovered at any time.
Jiaying sent her countless messages, but she didn't read them because she was busy a while ago.
Now she still didn't have the patience to watch it, and only stopped to look carefully when Jiaying sent her a beautiful personal photo.
Just as she was staring at the picture of Jiaying taking a bath, Yue Mushan was the first to notice the situation. Maotou originally wanted to turn over and lick her hand affectionately, but ended up seeing the picture of her communication magic weapon.
Yue Mushan was so angry that he almost cursed. When Jiaying sent pictures to Ye Xiaoman before, he would wear clothes, but now he doesn't wear any clothes at all.
How can there be such a shameless man in the world?
The cat's claws snapped on Ye Xiaoman's magic weapon, and the white cat looked at Ye Xiaoman aggrievedly. Every man who found out his girlfriend was looking at a guy nearby would feel helpless. On the one hand, he hated why the other party hadn't been caught yet, and on the other hand, he doubted his own charm.
Ye Xiaoman smiled, shook off the cat's claws from the magic weapon, and continued to slide down. She was very curious about what other burning things Jiaying could give her.
Yue Mushan meowed loudly to alert others. Xiao Chujing heard the cat's meow, put the cut fish meat into Ye Xiaoman's bowl, and looked over with his eyes lowered.
"What are you looking at?" He came over with a smile.
Ye Xiaoman smiled without saying a word, raised the magic weapon to avoid Xiao Chujing's peeping screen, and quickly replied to Jiaying.
When Jiaying walked into the gate of Yongning Temple, he finally received Ye Xiaoman's message.
The last message he sent her: [Why don’t you reply to me? ]
Ye Xiaoman replied: [Because I love you, no words are needed.]
Jiaying's little awkwardness was immediately smoothed out by her.
He curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, holding the magic weapon and looking forward.
After some twists and turns, he finally returned to the divine realm.
Along the way, Ji Wenyi sent secret guards to hunt him day and night and would not stop until he was dead, so it took him longer than usual to return home.
The killer finally stopped after he entered Yongning Temple, and the monks accompanying him were all exhausted and wounded.
The monks lined up to welcome him back to the temple. The temple was as solemn as usual, but the atmosphere was tense, as if some danger was about to happen.
"Holy Son," a monk stepped forward, "the elder monks wish to see you."
Jiaying was as cold as ice, without any emotions that belonged to a living person.
"lead the way."
Buddha's small world.
Jiaying stood in the Buddhist hall.
The space was vast and boundless, and the walls were carved with Buddha statues that Jiaying was very familiar with, some were angry-eyed Vajra, some were lowered-browed Bodhisattvas, their appearances were solemn and majestic like mountains. Thousands and tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on him as he approached.
Countless Buddha fires burned in the air, illuminating the deep space as bright as day.
As the flames flickered, they gradually solidified into the faces of countless monks - there were skinny old monks with brows as white as snow; there were plump novice monks with kind eyes; there were also majestic Zen masters with eyes full of wisdom. These faces were also very familiar to Jiaying.
A long sigh sounded in the space.
Countless solemn voices twisted into one voice line, descending from the sky, questioning Jiaying.
"Son, do you remember everything?"
Jiaying said expressionlessly: "Yes."
The disappointment in the sigh was even stronger.
"The Divine Emperor is furious, blaming us for our inadequate oversight. Now, he intends to use you as a target to undermine the very foundations of our temple."
"We must give the God Emperor an answer."
As the monks finished speaking, four shackles bound Jiaying's hands and feet, and a cage fell from the sky, locking Jiaying inside.
The prison was made of gold, and Jiaying stood inside in snow-white clothes, like a beautiful and sacred bird in a gorgeous cage.
Jiaying said calmly, "I have spent forty years atoning for the sin of breaking the precepts."
The monks ignored all his defenses and gave him the final judgment.
"You will spend the rest of your life in Yongning Temple."
The monks believed that they had done everything they could to save Jiaying.
Jiaying used his behavior to prove that even if his memory was deleted again and again, cleared out over and over again, he would still fall in love with Jiao Yanxia again and again.
No matter what identity he changes into or what situation he is in, his heart will always fall in love with her over and over again the moment he sees her.
Jiaying said, "I don't want to."
Countless voices above his head responded with a roar: "It's not up to you!"
Before he finished speaking, Jiaying's white robe moved without wind, and the Buddha's fire burning like countless suns was directed at him, illuminating his skin and meridians in every detail, almost melting him.
Dense golden threads appeared on the joints of Jiaying's body. The ends of those threads extended to the sky, connecting each ball of flame, making Jiaying look like a wire-controlled puppet.
As long as those lines of sight are cut off, Jiaying can gain eternal freedom, but the puppet has lost the silk thread that maintains it and cannot even move, so how can it run towards freedom?
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