Chapter 340: Sacrificing Oneself to Subdue

Demons Jia Ting left with a face full of jealousy and envy, while the two White Lotus Sect female cultivators had complicated expressions, as if they didn't know how to face Gao Xian.

This was the man favored by the clan leader, and they couldn't touch him. It seemed that looking at him any more would be disrespectful to the clan leader.

Gao Xian saw that the two female cultivators were in such a state that they were obviously not suitable for doing anything else. He asked casually, "My two fellow Taoists, I don't know what the sect master's personality is like or what he likes. Please give me some pointers so as not to offend the sect master."

A round-faced female cultivator thought for a moment and whispered, "The sect leader is generous and easygoing."

Before she could finish her words, the pretty girl with a small face next to her gently pulled her sleeve. She was startled and quickly shut up without saying anything more.

Although Sect Leader Fan Qingxia is known to be magnanimous and generous, he cannot tolerate others talking behind his back.

Even if you say nice things, it is easy to bring about fatal disaster.

As soon as Gao Xian took one look at the appearance of the two female cultivators, he knew that Fan Qingxia had nothing to do with magnanimity.

Naturally, he would not force anyone to do anything, so he waved his hand and sent the two female cultivators away.

Being summoned by Fan Qingxia was obviously a great thing. With his cultivation, he was not afraid of this woman, no matter whether she was good at literature or martial arts.

But Fan Qingxia has lived for who knows how many hundreds of years. It may not be difficult to pull the tongue out of her mouth, but it is difficult to get the information out of her.

Gao Xian thought about it for a long time, but couldn't come up with any good solution. He could only take it one step at a time.

Without the two little vixens, Gao Xian slept soundly.

The next day at noon, Gao Xian was reading in his room when Jia Ting came again.

After closing the door, Jia Ting used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice stealthily: "Daoyou, I have long admired Master Fan, but I only regret that I have no luck to be with her."

Gao Xian looked at Jia Ting's ugly face silently, not quite understanding what he meant. Jia Ting laughed dryly and said, "I don't mean anything else. Tell me about it when you come back, so that I can broaden my horizons and comfort my longing for you."

Gao Xian almost laughed out loud when he heard Jia Ting talking so pretentiously.

This guy was saying yesterday that all the beauties in the world are just passing clouds, just play with them and don’t take them seriously.

Now he wants to hear the details again. Is this a way to seek participation? Gao Xian thought it was a little ridiculous at first, but then he thought about it and felt that something was wrong.

Jia Ting is definitely a lecherous person. It is ridiculous to say that he is amorous. Even if he is greedy for Fan Qingxia's beauty, he would not be so serious.

So this guy actually wanted to inquire about Fan Qingxia indirectly? But he was afraid that he would be suspicious? The question was why did Jia Ting inquire about Fan Qingxia? It was normal for the demon sect monks to fight among themselves, and it was also normal for someone to secretly plot against Fan Qingxia. Could this Jia Ting be a spy of some power? Gao Xian just had a suspicion and was not sure about it. No matter how sharp his perception was, he could not really see through other people's thoughts.

It is said that Taoist Master Chunyang has the ability to communicate with other people's minds and knows all their thoughts.

However, this is just a legend, and it seems to be fabricated to boast that the Pure Yang Taoist is omnipotent.

Even if Jia Ting really wanted to plot against Fan Qingxia, Gao Xian didn't want to get involved.

He and Fan Qingxia were not related, so it was not worth it for him to stand up for Fan Qingxia. It was hard to say what was good and evil, right and wrong when the demon sect monks fought among themselves.

Let alone the Demon Sect, even the fights among the various sects in Wanfeng County are not about right or wrong; they are nothing more than a struggle for interests.

Gao Xian became a little wary of Jia Ting, but he didn't care too much.

If the other party was really strong enough to crush Fan Qingxia, there wouldn't be any need for such trouble.

He said casually: "I really can't believe that you are such an infatuated person."

Jia Ting also knew that this statement was hard to convince people, so he laughed dryly and said, "It's just a little obsession..."

He was tactful enough not to talk about this topic anymore and instead talked about the situation of other cultivators.

This man is a little ugly, but he is very eloquent. When he speaks, he is very expressive and very contagious.

It's just a small thing, but it makes people listen with gusto.

Gao Xian listened to Jia Ting's idle chatter for a while, then he asked casually, "Fellow Daoist, you are very knowledgeable, do you know Iron Ape Mountain?"

"Um?"

Jia Ting looked puzzled. He thought for a moment before asking, "What happened to Tieyuan Mountain?"

This Foundation Establishment cultivator, who had a rather ugly face, had a very natural expression on his face.

However, Gao Xian saw a hint of suspicion in the other person's eyes.

After Gao Xian achieved the first-grade golden elixir, it became clear and flawless, and therefore could illuminate both inside and outside.

Internally, he can see through his own mental changes, and externally, he can sense the true emotional changes of others, especially Jia Ting, who is far below him.

People's emotions are complex and changeable. Jia Ting was just feeling a little strange, and Gao Xian would not have suspected it.

But he had already felt that there was something wrong with this old guy, and when he saw Jia Ting's reaction, he became even more suspicious that there was something wrong with the old guy.

"I heard that there are powerful four-armed monkey monsters in Iron Ape Mountain. Your Wanshou Sect is good at taming beasts, so you might be interested in these monkeys." Gao Xian said casually.

"To control a spirit beast, you need to have a mutual understanding of each other, and first of all, your temperaments must be compatible. You can't just find a demon beast and use it as a spirit beast..."

Jia Ting was obviously relieved when he heard Gao Xian say that. He patiently explained to Gao Xian, "To control a spirit beast, you need to train it from a young age and develop feelings for it. Only then can you control it as easily as using one's own arm."

He gave another example, "Like the four-armed iron apes in Iron Ape Mountain, they are ferocious by nature, with iron bones and muscles that are not afraid of magic, and they come in groups, which is very scary.

"It is said that there is a six-armed iron ape that has been practicing for a thousand years. It is very scary!"

"Can a monkey demon live so long?" Gao Xian was a little surprised, and he deliberately showed doubt on his face.

Monster beasts have long lives, but that is relative to ordinary people. At the second level, monster beasts can hardly compare with cultivators.

After all, cultivators have a complete cultivation system, various spiritual objects and elixirs, and perfect methods to adjust the body and mind.

The second and third level monsters have some wisdom, but they do not have a complete inheritance of wisdom. Compared with humans, they are far behind.

Therefore, the life span of monsters is not very long. Of course, there are some special monsters, such as turtles, which are born long-lived.

The Iron Ape is obviously not a long-lived monster. It can actually live for a thousand years, which is already beyond the limit of ordinary golden elixirs.

Jia Ting chuckled and said, "I also heard about it, but who knows the real situation?

"Anyway, Iron Ape Mountain is a forbidden area. Once a cultivator enters, he will never come out alive. The White Lotus Sect is also troubled by this group of iron monkeys."

He then switched to telepathy and said, "Several decades ago, Fan Qingxia invited all her friends to wipe out the Four-Armed Iron Ape, but ended up getting badly injured.

"If even Jindan Zhenren can't play with this monkey, how can I play with it?"

“That makes sense.”

Gao Xian nodded in agreement, but he felt that Jia Ting explained too much, which made him more suspicious.

The two chatted for a while before Jia Ting said goodbye and left.

Gao Xian stood at the door and watched Jia Ting's back disappear in the white mist before he returned to the room.

He activated his Flower-Seeing Mirror, and less than two hundred steps away, he could easily see through the simple magic circle protection outside the house and lock onto Jia Ting.

In the Candlelight Netherworld mode, he could not see Jia Ting's expression. He could only see two rays of innate spiritual light shining on Jia Ting's body, and several magic weapons shining with magical light.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

Including the crow on this person's shoulder, there was also a flash of magical power.

Jatin didn't have any unusual reaction, it seemed he just said something to the crow.

Then, Jia Ting went to find two female cultivators from the White Lotus Sect.

Gao Xian didn't look at it any further, but just used a trace of spiritual consciousness to lock onto Jia Ting's house.

As long as someone enters or leaves the house, he can sense it.

With his current powerful spiritual awareness, doing these little things is easy.

At night, Gao Xian suddenly felt something triggered the invisible spiritual network he left behind.

He activated his spiritual sense and immediately discovered that the black crow was soaring into the sky. After flying hundreds of feet high, the crow suddenly became ethereal and passed through the magic circle blockade above the valley in an instant.

After passing through the magic circle, the crow was transformed from a phantom back into a real state.

The crow flew very fast and soon it was out of Gao Xian's spiritual sense range.

Gao Xian hesitated and did not follow. With his magical powers, it was not difficult to chase the crow.

He was afraid that the crow would fly too far and he would not be able to get back in time.

There is no doubt that there is something wrong with Jia Ting.

In less than an hour, the crow flew back.

Gao Xian calculated from the flying speed of crows that the person Jia Ting contacted was within a radius of 500 kilometers.

Next time the crow comes to report the news, he just needs to follow it.

The next day, Jia Ting did not come over, and concentrated on practicing with the demon girl in the room.

At night, the full moon rises. The thick white mist in the valley floats and turns under the cold moonlight, looming and making the valley more ethereal and unpredictable.

Gao Xian was holding the white lotus in his hand, wondering when it would be appropriate to go, when he saw the white lotus in his hand shining with layers of spiritual light.

The half-closed white lotus blossomed layer by layer, and then floated into the sky. The white lotus with a flashing aura was like an elegant lotus lantern.

Gao Xian understood that the other party was guiding him forward through the white lotus.

A white lotus like a lantern slowly floated in the air, leading Gao Xian to the lake.

Under the cold moonlight, the white mist above the hot spring lake is as thick as a veil.

Gao Xian Yufeng followed the white lotus to the center of the lake. He thought he was going to the water pavilion in the middle, but found something wrong.

The white lotus avoided the water pavilion and stopped on an empty water surface.

The moonlight seemed very dim under the cover of white mist, and the lake seemed even darker.

Gao Xian looked around but didn't find any boat or anything else, but his powerful spiritual sense immediately discovered some unusual movement under the lake.

After a while, the surface of the lake slowly parted and a huge white lotus rose up.

The white petals opened layer by layer, revealing a bald woman in white clothes. She leaned lazily on the petals, with most of her legs exposed from under her robe. The woman had an extremely beautiful face, a gentle and elegant temperament, and bright eyes with a touching innocence, just like a girl of sixteen or seventeen.

The maturity and elegance of a young woman and the innocence and tenderness of a young girl are well blended together, making the woman in white full of charm.

There is no doubt that this is the White Lotus Sect's leader, Fan Qingxia.

This woman's temperament is somewhat similar to Sister Lan's. Of course, she is not as pretty as Sister Lan, nor does she have Sister Lan's fairy-like mystery.

Even so, this design that emerged from the blooming white lotus left a very deep impression on Gao Xian.

Gao Xian had also seen and eaten them. In terms of appearance, Fan Qingxia might not be better than Li Feihuang and Yun Qingxuan.

However, Fan Qingxia was very good at understanding men's psychology. Whether it was the white lotus emerging from the center of the lake or her complex and contradictory temperament, they were obviously carefully designed.

Gao Xian gave Fan Qingxia a big thumbs up in his heart. On the surface, he was of course very polite and bowed: "I am Honglian from the Blood Demon Sect, meeting the Sect Master."

Fan Qingxia smiled and waved gently to Gao Xian, "On this fine night, fellow Taoist, why are you so polite?

"Come, let me lead you to the fairyland..."

Gao Xian nodded and floated down beside Fan Qingxia. He had already made up his mind, "If I don't go to hell, who will? This rosy skull, the white lotus heretic, let him sacrifice himself to defeat the demon..."

(End of this chapter)