Chapter 71 Neither Demon nor Immortal 11

This is the area where the most licorice grows.

It only took him half a day to cross a thousand miles and rush here. He didn't know this place, and it would take more time to look for it by himself. Fortunately, because Ganxing grass itself is helpful to mortals, many locals rely on collecting it to sell.

"Wait a moment, I'll get it for you." Hearing his purpose, the man let him in without hesitation, then turned and walked towards another room.

As soon as Wu Ling walked in, he saw a strange statue placed in the center. For some reason, this statue gave him a feeling of rejection. Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. Could it be that the aura of an evil cultivator is attached to it?

He walked forward a little and observed carefully but found nothing unusual. At this time, the old man also came out with something in his hand.

Wu Ling couldn't help but ask. As far as he knew, mortals had been worshipping the same god for tens of millions of years, and this place was at the foot of the legendary god's sacred mountain. So why couldn't they see the statue of Lord Mitian here now, and instead turned to worship other gods?

Hearing his doubt, the owner replied without hesitation, "Of course it's because the Secret God really will appear and bless us with safety. After the chief priest of the God passed away more than ten years ago, every household in our area changed the statue they worship."

"What about the original statue of Mitian Shenjun?"

The man pointed to the corner and said, "Look, there it is."

Wu Ling looked in the direction he pointed, but saw a tattered statue leaning in the corner of the room. Wu Ling walked forward and carefully held the small statue, wiping the dust off it with his sleeve.

In the dim light, he stared at the statue with lowered eyebrows and half-closed eyes, and inexplicably felt that He seemed to be alive at this moment.

After getting the things, Wu Ling said goodbye to the master, and before leaving, he asked if he could take the statue with him. The master naturally waved his hand and let him do whatever he wanted.

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Wu Ling quickly rushed back to Yan Xi's side. At that time, the pursuit orders for the two were circulating everywhere in the cultivation world. Wu Ling did not dare to get close to the area with sect radiation, so he took Yan Xi to the remote mortal world. When he came back, the person on the bed was still asleep.

He took out all the Ganxing grass he brought back and piled them next to Yan Xi. He didn't need to do anything. The grass began to wither automatically when it got close to Yan Xi. On the contrary, the wounds on Yan Xi's body began to heal slowly.

A strange fragrance slowly diffused in the room.

In just a moment, most of the Gan Xing grass turned into ashes, while the breathing of the lying figure gradually became steady.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ling's tense mind relaxed. These past few days, he had been worried about Yan Xi's health, while at the same time he had to guard against the ubiquitous pursuit and inspection. Both his body and mind were already exhausted.

Before he knew it, he also fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Ling suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. Yan Xi had already woken up by this time, and was holding the statue he had brought back and looking at it.

Noticing his gaze, Yan Xi turned around, shook the thing in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is this?"

Wu Ling was surprised for a moment. In his opinion, Lord Mitian was a god known to everyone in the world. However, considering Yan Xi's special identity, he patiently explained, "This is a statue of Lord Mitian."

"Mitian Shenjun?"

"Yes, the Lord of the Heavens, the chief of all gods."

“Do people believe in him?”

“Yes, it was like that.”

"What about now?" Yan Xi asked, seemingly just out of pure doubt.

"Now? He hasn't revealed any message to the human world for another two thousand years."

End of topic.

Yan Xi lowered his head and continued to stare at the statue in his hand.

Wu Ling stared at him blankly, and always felt that the way he lowered his head was somewhat similar to the statue of a god.

At this moment, a feeling of drowsiness hit Wu Ling again. He shook his head and felt that this sleepiness came inexplicably, but he was powerless to resist. The scene in front of him gradually darkened. The last scene he saw before he fell into a coma was Yan Xi gently putting down the statue and walking towards him.

Another period of time passed, and when Wu Ling opened his eyes again, Yan Xi had already left.

He walked out in a daze. It was noon outside. As soon as he walked out of the room, he was merged into the noisy crowd.

Wu Ling felt dizzy and had little strength in his whole body. The scene in front of him was still a little blurry. He walked aimlessly in the crowd, not knowing what to do for a moment. He kept walking, and he didn't know how long he had walked. At this time, a familiar voice called him.

"Brother, I finally found you."

Wu Ling turned around and looked over. Amid the crowded crowd, a black figure gradually became clearer in front of him. He frowned and asked, "Senior Brother?"

"Why you?"

Leng Shansheng looked at him and smiled, then took out something and said, "Come back with me, Junior Brother. Master has decided to forgive you."

The pain in Wu Ling's mind slowly subsided, and his chaotic thoughts became clear again. He slowly took the jade token thrown to him by Leng Shansheng and thought coldly.

How is it possible? How could Master send him to deliver a message?

However, his master's voice could clearly be heard from the jade tablet.

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Yan Xi slowly left the hiding place that Wu Ling gave him.

I don't know what Wu Ling did. He had so many new and old wounds on his body, and many of them were healed. There was also a strange energy in his body, which was not like spiritual power, but could be used normally. He now looked like the legendary hermit.

However, due to the sudden interference of the Wu Ling, the blood revenge item he was using halfway became invalid. On the system interface, most of the main mission was completed, but the progress of the secondary revenge was still unchanged.

Since he couldn't use props, he had to start by asking people who knew the situation back then.

[Why do you want to attack the protagonist?] The system doesn't quite understand Yanxi's approach.

[Alas, the villain and the protagonist end up being the same.] And what he is going to do next is so dangerous.

Thinking of this, Yan Xi slowly stopped in front of his destination.

Yan Xi only has a few memories of the original owner in his mind, and in the only memories, Le Kun, who had an unclear and strange attitude towards him, was one of them. Yan Xi asked the system to investigate his identity and found out that he was actually the elder of the Wanjian Sect and had lived for more than a thousand years.

He slowly stopped and landed in front of a small house in a bamboo forest.

Sensing the arrival of a guest, the wooden door in front of the house opened automatically, and an old man with white hair and beard sat opposite him.

Le Kun looked at the person who came and stood up subconsciously. The expression on his face froze for a moment, and shock and a trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

"It's you who is here..." He asked, as if he had expected it and had been waiting for this moment.

It seemed that he and the original owner were indeed acquaintances, and it seemed that they had a pretty good relationship. If he asked directly, he could save a lot of trouble. So Yan Xi thought for a moment and said, "I just have something I want to ask... My memory is not very good."

Yan Xi thought to himself, this is indeed true, otherwise how could someone only remember to take revenge but forget who the enemies are? He didn't have much memory of the original owner. All his speculations were just based on the plot.

"What do you want to ask?" Looking at him, Le Kun lowered his voice subconsciously. Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was actually filled with shock. He looked at Yan Xi cautiously, with some vague guesses in his mind, so he didn't even dare to speak too loudly.

Seeing that he had such a strange attitude but was very cooperative, Yan Xi's words that he had prepared at the beginning were useless, so he spoke carefully, "I want to know who were the people involved in that incident back then..."

As soon as he said this, Le Kun immediately showed a strange bitter smile on his face. He laughed twice, then fell back and sat on the stone chair behind him, then said, "You really know everything..."

Yan Xi didn’t understand. In fact, he didn’t know, but seeing Le Kun’s strange expression, he had to pretend that he knew even if he didn’t know.

Then Le Kun chuckled twice and began to tell him, "I don't know much. My cultivation was low back then. If it weren't for you..."

He just raised his head, and at this moment, Le Kun's face suddenly froze, and then he stood up and waved his hand, "Who!?"

It was calm outside, with no movement at all.

Seeing this, Le Kun showed an angry expression on his face, "What kind of villain dares to sneak around and do evil in my Tianjian Sect's territory?"

Then he began to gather spiritual power in his hands, and a gust of wind rose from the air around him, then spread out in all directions, making the entire bamboo forest rustle.

Seeing that they had been exposed, the people hiding outside simply jumped out at once. Black figures jumped out from the darkness one after another.

As they appeared, obscure magic patterns rose from the top of the hut, and finally gathered above Yanxi's head, forming an unbreakable circle.

Looking at the people who appeared in front of him one by one, the expression on Le Kun's face slowly froze.

Because the people who came were none other than his disciples in the sect.

At this time, a young and handsome man walked to the front, bowed to Le Kun and said, "Master."

When he saw him, Le Kun's eyes were full of anger. "You, you guys, you are all great. You actually did such a thing without telling me!"

"I'm sorry, Master." The Sect Master looked at him and lowered his head in shame, but his tone was still firm. "Yanxi is a demon in the Demon Suppression Tower, with blood on his hands and deep sins. He came here late at night, and he must want to harm Master. We came here secretly to capture him and bring him to justice."

"Catch him? Do you need to control me too?" Le Kun was so angry that he laughed at his apprentice's filial words. He waved his sleeves heavily and slapped the sect leader away. The latter maintained a saluting posture and did not dodge or evade, and took the blow hard. His body immediately flew backwards and fell under a thousand-year-old locust tree, and his back hit the trunk of the tree hard.

When the smoke and dust settled, everyone could see his figure again. He looked much more depressed. He covered his mouth and coughed twice, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

Seeing him like this, Le Kun couldn't feel sorry for him like he did when he was a kid. He just snorted twice, then turned around and walked into the house, "Don't come to see me again from now on."

"Master!" The sect leader gritted his teeth and shouted at Le Kun again - "The plan to capture Yan Xi was jointly discussed at the meeting of the three sects and four schools. Master, this plan is definitely not something I can do alone."

Le Kun paused for a moment, then walked into the house without hesitation. The door closed on him automatically, leaving him with his last words to the sect leader, "Who told you to do this? What does it have to do with me?"

[What are they doing?] Yan Xi watched the scene of the master and disciple falling out in a daze, feeling somewhat puzzled.

[I don't understand, but we are definitely doomed.] The system quickly replied while no one was paying attention to it.

[So is it too late for us to escape now? ]

[What do you think? I think it's obviously not going to work. I'm afraid they already know that we're coming here. There's a powerful guy standing on the opposite side of our enemy, and he knows our purpose and what we want to do. We've encountered a troublesome enemy——]

Halfway through his words, the system went silent again. At the same time, Yan Xi looked up at the sky as if he sensed something. A pair of eyes that were not scary seemed to be staring at him, which gave him a creepy feeling.

But soon, because nothing unusual was found on him, the gaze slowly shifted away.

Finally the feeling of being watched disappeared.