How to wake up the junior sister?
"Yesterday afternoon, after dinner," the Emperor said, "this letter suddenly appeared in the bedroom. I've inquired before and after, but no one has entered the bedroom. I've since assumed this matter is related to the Immortal Mountain or the Demonic Realm. The letter said that if we come here, we'll encounter the mastermind behind this strange incident. I figured we had to give it a try, without causing any panic, as it's just the two of us."
"So when we met this young immortal official..." The Emperor looked at Yu, "we naturally thought we could find a breakthrough from you."
"What you said in the letter is really strange."
Just a few words can tell who is in control of Wuqing Mountain. After all, except for the sect leader, they have always told outsiders that Cong Mo and Qing Yi, the old man, have already woken up and are just recuperating.
Could it be that...
Leng Can placed the letter under the candlelight. The flame burned upwards, burning the paper to ashes, and wisps of ashes fell on the table.
The remaining three people just stared at his actions and did not stop him.
"It's just ordinary paper. It doesn't have the smell of the demonic world or the smell of spiritual energy."
The Emperor rubbed his chin, thinking seriously. "The person who wrote the letter knows Wuqing Mountain so well that he knows this very thing clearly, and even knows that you came to the human world today. The paper used is not contaminated by spiritual energy. There is only one possibility."
He raised his eyes and met Leng Can's gaze. Leng Can curled his lips and said, "There is someone in the human world who works for him."
"And he knows some strange skills."
"Or perhaps there's a traitor in the palace."
"Heh..." the emperor said sternly, "You are really playing a big game. You want to destroy the human world and also want to dominate the immortal mountain."
Leng Can spread his palms and formed a stack of talismans. Counting them carefully, there were dozens of them. "Although their spiritual power isn't strong, they can still resist some demonic energy at a critical moment. If our suspicion is true, the traitors in the palace may not have acted voluntarily, but are most likely controlled by demonic energy. Normally, the palace is protected by dragon energy, so demons can't enter. But... if it's resentment that's the cause, it's hard to say. Everyone carries resentment within them, so it's easy to use that as a starting point."
He pulled a small wooden spoon from his sleeve. "I made this. Point the spoon at the opponent. If black air appears above their head, they're under the control of a demon. If nothing appears, nothing happened."
"Please don't blame me for trying to find out your strength just now." The general accepted the gift from the two men and thanked them. "Thank you both very much."
"Protecting the common people is the duty of the immortal mountain." He stood up suddenly and put his hand behind the center of the table. "We will protect this world."
"Yes." The emperor placed his hand on hers, "I also need to protect the human world."
The general placed his hand on hers. "I will protect you."
"You are the only one missing, Junior Brother!" he shouted.
In a trance, Leng Can recalled how they encouraged each other in the same way during the competition. In the blink of an eye, everything had changed.
He shook his head and smiled, then put his hand on hers. "Yeah, together."
"Be careful!"
"Using demonic energy to stimulate resentment requires a very strong combination of demonic energy and resentment as support." He said as he counted the silver bills in his purse, "The demon world has suffered heavy casualties, how can we have so much demonic energy to supply them?"
"But with enough resentment, and the deaths of so many demon soldiers, it will always gather. Nearly two years have passed, and if Xiaomo's love roots have mastered some new methods, we don't know. After all, we don't know if she is still alive or if she is brewing a greater conspiracy."
"The writer of the letter must have connections to Wuqing Mountain." Leng Can was still pondering the letter. "Only the Sect Master knows about these matters at Wuqing Mountain. If there's something wrong with the Sect Master, then... Xiaomo's consciousness is being controlled. This could also be the reason why she's not awake despite having full spiritual power. I can't think of anything else."
"It's so confusing." He felt his head getting bigger. "Oh, by the way, I just counted, and there are a few less banknotes in my wallet."
"Oh... I'm glad to help others." Leng Can smiled faintly, "Don't praise me."
Cang: "?"
It was already midnight when the two of them returned to the fairy mountain on their swords. Today was Muxue's turn to keep watch, and she was a little excited to see them back.
"Master, why are you back so late?"
"Something happened." Leng Can explained hurriedly, "Is Master okay?"
Mu Xue replied, "I was reading a book when the porridge was brought in."
"Thank you for your hard work." He took out a box of candies and snacks from his pocket. "Here, you like these two flavors."
Mu Xue thanked him, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
"No need to thank me, we're all family." He waved at her, "My junior brother and I will go in to see Master first."
Mu Xue said goodbye to him with candy in her mouth, "Yeah!"
"Junior brother, don't worry."
"Of course I'm anxious, if Xiaomo can wake up..." Leng Can was a little crazy. He had been waiting for Congmo for two autumns and winters. If he could enter her consciousness and force her to wake up, why wouldn't he be so excited.
He missed Cong Mo too much.
"Report today's events to Master first." Yi quickly ran a few steps to stop him. "Junior brother, stay calm and see how Master explains."
"Time is urgent. If..."
"If something unexpected really happens, it's beyond our control," he advised. "If we act rashly, what if the consequences are bad? Master is much more experienced than we are. We should listen to him. As for forced entry into spiritual consciousness, neither you nor I have ever experienced it. What if something unexpected happens?"
Leng Can clenched his fists, realizing his impulsiveness. "Sorry, Senior Brother, I was inconsiderate."
"I know what you're thinking, how you miss your junior sister." Yi took a few steps forward and clenched his fist. "I feel the same way, but now we must be even more careful with every step we take. The people of the Immortal Mountain are watching us, trying to find any fault with us."
Leng Can lowered his head, unclenched his fist, and held his hand, "Yeah."
They roughly told the old man what happened in the human world.
"I expected this." The old man remained calm. "Cong Mo and I have been unconscious for such a long time. It's impossible for the demon world to be completely silent. Any movement would give us a glimpse of the situation and prevent us from engaging in an unprepared battle. It's not necessarily a good thing, but..."
He opened his mouth and took a bite of the sugar water that Xi fed him. "It's delicious. I never thought there would be a traitor in the fairy mountain. Who do you suspect?"
Leng Can used the magic wand infused with spiritual power to hit his legs. Facing such a young and talking old man, he was still somewhat unaccustomed. "To be honest, we suspect..."
He and Li exchanged glances and said at the same time, "Master."
"Heh..." The old man laughed, "You do have doubts. As expected of my disciple, you think exactly the same as I do. However, based on my understanding of the Sect Master, she would not do anything to collude with the demon world."
"Master means that the Sect Master is very likely infected by demonic energy." He put the diced meat into the porridge, stirred it, and fed it to the old man. "But how did she become infected?"
"There's no way to know." The old man narrowed his eyes. "Demon energy will find any loopholes and can't find a place to hide. As long as you have resentment, it will find its way into your body. In this world, I'm afraid only those of us who practice the ruthless way can escape this disaster. So I say, anyone who enters the immortal mountain to practice Taoism should cut off all emotions and love, and put the lives of the people first."
He looked at the old man, his eyes sparkling with stars, "Master is right."
"You are the only one who supports me." The old man stroked his head with his big hand, "When I recover a little, I will go to the main immortal mountain to explore."
"I can go too." Leng Can said hurriedly, "I can smell the scent of demonic energy."
"Okay, Leng Can has grown up and doesn't like to cry anymore." The old man teased him.
"No way." Leng Can chuckled, "But... I think there is another possibility."
Leng Can glanced at Cong Mo from the corner of his eye and explained, "If Xiao Mo's love root is still alive, could she attach herself to Cong Mo's consciousness and use it to inquire about Wuqing Mountain? Back then, we didn't even have time to ask, is she still alive?"
"I don't know either. Everything was so rushed back then, with so many things piling up at once that we didn't have time to sit down and properly discuss this." The old man shook his head. "Everything still needs to wait until Cong Mo wakes up. No one could have imagined that she and I would fall asleep at the same time, leaving the important task of guarding Wuqing Mountain to the two of you. I've truly wronged you all these days."
"How can I feel wronged?" Leng Can put away his spiritual weapon. "No one could have predicted what happened back then. Besides, Wuqing Mountain is our territory. It's our job to wait here for you to wake up."
"Though Junior Sister is still comatose, the spiritual energy within her body is more than enough to support her awakening. Junior Brother and I think it's very likely..." he sighed, "her love has sealed her spiritual consciousness, preventing her from waking up."
Leng Can then said, "If this continues, I'm afraid she will never wake up again."
"Spiritual consciousness is as vague as the present world. If no one reminds you, it is difficult to distinguish."
"We can't wait any longer."
"We should actively enter the spiritual consciousness and bring our junior sister out, but we have no experience in this regard."
Leng Can finished his last sentence, "Master, do you have any ideas?"
The two of them sang in unison, placing the old man on the grill, "This... we still need to activate the illusion as a passage.
The old man Qing Yi sat in the wheelchair, and Qi pushed him, and the three of them went to the ice room where Cong Mo was.
"Activate the illusion to bring the entrant into the unconscious person's dream. Once they find the real unconscious person, they can wake them up. However, remember, never force the unconscious person to believe that the world they are in is a lie. This can easily cause mental damage and lead to serious consequences. This will also deplete the entrant's mental energy."
"What does it mean to find the real unconscious person?" Leng Can asked.
"In the world she created, she can become whatever she wishes," said the old man. "Thus, in the spirits of many people, they don't often exist in their original forms in the mortal world. Some people's spirits can be described as chaotic. So this is a matter of skill. Whether to awaken them or not is a matter of later consideration. The most important thing is to find their original selves."
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