Chapter 86 The ghostly aura is hard to conceal; his buttocks are unlikely to escape unscathed...
The first thing Lou Yan did upon regaining consciousness was to curse.
……of.
Unexpectedly, Heng Qichun was so vigilant. When he put away the stringless zither and looked over, he was completely stunned. In order to avoid Heng Qichun discovering the strong ghostly aura on his body, he had no choice but to close his eyes and jump off the cliff.
Who would have thought that the mountains on Hezi Island were so high!
Lou Yan climbed up from the ground, stepping on the snow that was up to his calves, and patted his buttocks with great seriousness.
fine.
Before us lay a valley filled with thick snow, jagged rocks, barren of vegetation, and devoid of any sign of life.
Fortunately, there was heavy snow down the mountain, otherwise his buttocks would probably not have escaped unscathed.
While feeling a sense of relief, Lou Yan couldn't help but feel a tightness in her chest, and the breath she had just let out suddenly rose again.
He lowered his eyes to look at his hand, which was scraped raw. Countless black mists swirled around the bloody wound, and all the meridians in his body had been corrupted by ghostly energy.
What should we do now?
Returning with such a ghostly aura would be tantamount to announcing to the world that he carries a demonic bone that can attract ghosts. At that time, it would be a mercy if he wasn't chopped into mincemeat by Heng Qichun with his zither strings.
That……
Lou Yan unconsciously clenched her fingers, the wound on her palm causing her to ache all over.
He hesitated, thinking: Should I find a place to hide?
Lou Yan looked up at the cave entrance, which was covered and obscured by the wind and snow, and suddenly felt a sense of unease.
It seems that he hasn't lived anywhere outside of Heng Qichun's presence for a very long time.
In the depths of winter, the days are short. The sunlight that was just moments before reflecting the snow quickly sets, plunging the entire valley into darkness.
My vision is blurry and I can't see anything.
Lou Yan finally walked into the cave with his head down.
He found a relatively clean spot, sat down cross-legged, and silently recalled the meditation method Heng Qichun had taught him. He circulated his spiritual energy, trying to integrate the ghostly energy on his body with his meridians.
However, the meridians nourished by the ghost energy were different from before. Each one was so greedy that it seemed to have gained sentience. As soon as Lou Yan circulated his spiritual power, it would clamor to draw in more ghost energy, which instead nurtured the demon bone in Lou Yan's body.
Lou Yan tried several times but failed to find a solution, and even broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.
He sat in the cave for three days without eating or drinking. The snow outside fell and stopped, and the snow covered half of the cave entrance. When the cold wind blew, it turned into a thick layer of ice and rock.
Lou Yan exhaled and slowly opened his eyes.
I can't figure it out.
The ghosts could distinguish who was the king and who was the queen, and they were clearly more willing to attach themselves to them than to those lowly creatures like the Guhuo bird and the anglerfish.
These past few days he's tried all sorts of methods, chanting all sorts of immortal incantations and demonic seals, but the ghostly energy has only increased instead of decreased, clinging tightly to his spine.
Lou Yan stepped over the icy snowdrift at the cave entrance, his feet sinking deep into the snow, his wheat-colored skin appearing slightly white against the snow, yet the ghostly aura surrounding him remained undiminished.
Even without Heng Qichun making a move, anyone who goes down the mountain can clearly see the endless ghostly aura surrounding him.
Lou Yan stood in the snow for a moment.
The newly cleared sunlight cast a small shadow on his eyelashes, just enough to cover the beauty mark under his eye.
Lou Yan blinked, then suddenly looked up at the sunlight that was gradually shifting out.
He suddenly realized that he shouldn't be so indecisive.
At worst, he'll just find a more secluded place to stay for three to five years. He refuses to believe he can't digest that ghostly energy!
But……
But I wonder how Hezizhou is doing.
Although that anglerfish wasn't exactly a proper demon, it was still a demon that had fallen into the demonic path. Even though it had absorbed all the ghostly energy with its own body, there was no guarantee that it wouldn't have a backup plan.
I wonder if Heng Qichun has captured it alive. If not, I'm afraid Heng Qichun will try to be tough again.
Tsk...
Lou Yan suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and her already pale face turned even whiter.
If he can't win, will Heng Qichun disperse his cultivation like he did in his previous life and perish together with the demons?
Wouldn't that be letting that anglerfish get off easy?!
Lou Yan looked up again, his gaze piercing through the sunlight and landing directly on the high-hanging immortal mountain.
Then, he mobilized all his spiritual power and cast a transformation spell.
Even if I choose to live in seclusion, I should at least take one last look before doing so, right?
Afraid of being noticed, Lou Yan didn't even dare to use her spiritual power, and climbed up the valley using both her hands and feet.
The mountain was steep and slippery with snow, so to avoid falling, he had to hold on tightly to the strange rocks on the mountain.
My already injured hand quickly became covered in blood.
Crane Island, a fairy mountain, is a hundred feet high. It's easy to fall down but difficult to climb up. Lou Yan barely managed to climb all night. When his fingers gripped the topmost hanging rock, the whole wolf breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, my heart was pounding wildly.
He felt that it must be because he had used up too much energy climbing up.
Lou Yan exhaled softly and pressed his ear against the nearby rock. Through a thick layer of snow, he could vaguely make out that there were still people above, and he could even detect a faint fragrance of lotus flowers in the floating air.
Lou Yan frowned slightly.
It's been four days. If the anglerfish had been successfully subdued, the people from the Eighteen Realms should have left long ago.
Has something really happened?!
Thinking of this, Lou Yan no longer cared about the possibility of being discovered, and in one go, he climbed up the cliff.
What met my eyes was a blinding white.
The bloodstains and corpses on the mountain were all cleaned up, and at the foot of the empty sacred mountain, only a thin figure dressed in a green Taoist robe sat cross-legged.
Hundreds of talismans surrounded him, their dim and unpredictable spiritual light intertwining to form a vast array.
A suspended compass is located in the center of the talisman array, gradually absorbing the remaining demonic energy.
Lou Yan stood there stunned for a moment, then subconsciously felt that the figure looked familiar. She tentatively called out, "Xu Shengzi?"
The Taoist priest, who was sitting cross-legged, turned around and revealed an old face.
His hair and beard were white, and his face was extremely thin, yet it set off a pair of exceptionally shrewd eyes.
—It was Xu Shengzi who had repeatedly attacked him and Heng Qichun in Huatan Town, and then disappeared without a trace afterward.
Lou Yan clearly hadn't expected to see him here. Her neck immediately stiffened, and she asked warily, "What are you doing here?"
Although Xu Shengzi was manipulated by Xi Niang to control Tan Chengyi, he still attacked them several times.
In Lou Yan's eyes, this was no different from someone who was unpredictable and wavering in their stance.
His wolf-like eyes were fixed on him warily, waiting for the old Taoist priest to make the slightest move so he could capture him.
This time, we will not let him escape again!
However, Xu Shengzi did not speak. He only glanced at Lou Yan indifferently before turning back to continue manipulating his hundreds of talismans.
The intermittently appearing spiritual light seemed to be nourished by demonic energy, and the light quickly became abrupt and dazzling, densely interwoven in mid-air, even more so than a spider web.
The compass was pushed higher and higher, absorbing almost all the remaining demonic energy, and for a moment even the air in our mouths felt fresh.
Lou Yan cursed under his breath, his gaze on Xu Shengzi's back becoming even more sinister.
The wolf's life is still unsettled, and now it has to suffer the cold treatment from you, old Taoist priest!
Lou Yan grew angrier the more she thought about it, so she took advantage of the moment when Xu Shengzi closed his eyes to set up the formation and went around to his front.
There were faint golden runes mixed in—it was actually a divine artifact.
Lou Yan clicked his tongue, suspecting that the old Taoist priest had stolen the treasure from somewhere. He reached out to try and find out the origin of the compass, but before he could even move his fingertips, a cold sweat broke out all over his body.
He can't move!
Hundreds of talismans intertwined to form a net that trapped every meridian in his body.
That's a stagnant formation!
He was actually controlled by an old Taoist priest's formation!
Lou Yan was both shocked and angry. For a moment, he didn't care whether he would be discovered. He quickly circulated his spiritual power to try to break the formation.
The transformation spell he had used on himself not long ago lost its effect, and his ordinary appearance faded, revealing the little wolf's eccentric and handsome face.
It was early morning.
Scattered rays of morning sunlight pierced through the clouds, landing on Lou Yan's slightly curled braid on one side of her face, and highlighting her fiery eyes.
Xu Shengzi finally opened his eyes.
His expression remained unchanged. He sighed softly, and the white breath he exhaled condensed into a cloud of white mist in the icy snow before quickly dissipating.
Lou Yan met his gaze and immediately shouted angrily, "Old Taoist priest, what tricks are you playing? Untie me right now!"
Xu Shengzi narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he saw Lou Yan's face clearly, he raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
With a flick of his whisk, he calmly rose and walked to Lou Yan, saying, "Immortal Lord, you have misunderstood this humble Daoist."
"This formation is called the Evil-Containing Formation. It was left behind by the ancestors of Hezizhou before their sacrifice to Heaven. It is not aimed at you." Xushengzi paused, then emphasized, "but at all the demons and evil spirits in the world."
Lou Yan understood what he was saying, and his face turned pale instantly.
He couldn't spare the thought to figure out why the array left by the ancestors of Hezizhou had fallen into the hands of Xushengzi. He only knew that the ghostly energy on his body was dissipating more and more, swirling around the talisman array, yet all of it was tightly attached to his spine.
He no longer needs to worry about being exposed; he has already been exposed.
With the transformation technique gone, his wolf eyes, now revealed, were exceptionally fierce. He stared intently at Xu Shengzi, gritting his teeth as he asked, "What exactly do you want?"
Xu Shengzi lightly brushed his whisk and smiled faintly upon hearing this: "This humble Taoist wanders the world, and does things without any particular method; I only do what I want to do."
“But Immortal Lord, you…” he suddenly looked at Lou Yan, “don’t want your master to discover this demonic bone in your body, right?”
Lou Yan felt a chill run down his spine as he hadn't heard anyone utter those two words in two hundred years. A coldness crept up his spine bit by bit.
Just as he suspected that Xu Shengzi was trying to blackmail him by using the fact that he possessed demonic bones, the person opposite him suddenly spoke up: "This humble Taoist has a way to conceal the ghostly aura on your body."
"Want to give it a try?"
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