After her luck was taken away, she tortured everyone in the sect and cried

Chapter 12 You Are Not Her
In the main hall of Yaoyue Palace, there is an important ceremony for the saint to accept the inheritance. In addition to the disciples within the sect gathered here, there are also distinguished guests from other sects visiting.

At this time, order had been restored to the illusion, and it was as if the previous farce had never happened. The saint was once again standing on the high platform, ready to accept the inheritance.

Only "Jiang You", who was supposed to be one of the distinguished guests, was now in a situation where he should have been pushed out of the illusion, but he was forced to stay.

The man wearing the white mask seemed to come as a guest. I don’t know whether the supreme evil traitor from thousands of years ago did not have such a terrible influence, or he deliberately restrained himself. The monks in Yaoyue Palace only regarded him as a high-level cultivator. Senior, no one is afraid of him.

The monk responsible for guiding the way from Yaoyue Palace took him to the seat of the distinguished guests.

Jiang Zhanyue's voice didn't seem to reach his ears at all, and he didn't give any response.

Is this all we can do? Even if we really see the projection of the supreme evil traitor, we can't talk to him, we can't get any response, and we just end up with nothing.

Even if she is unwilling to do so, her consciousness has almost reached its limit. If she continues to stay here forcefully, she will end up with the same fate as those monks who died in the secret realm.

The projection in the illusion was not enough, she would have to look for the real projection next time.

When Jiang Zhanyue was thinking this, she saw the man wearing a white mask suddenly change the direction of his steps. The monk leading the way was still walking towards the seat without noticing, but the man turned around and walked towards Jiang Zhanyue. Not far in front of you.

However, no one seemed to notice this, no one looked in her direction.

Only then did Jiang Zhanyue realize that she had disappeared from the illusion. All she had left was her consciousness. At this moment, she could not even borrow "Jiang You's" body.

No wonder no matter how she shouted, the man couldn't hear her and no one else responded.

However, he seemed to be looking at her at this moment.Jiang Zhanyue couldn't be sure of this until he spoke.

"If I take another step forward, you will be dead." There was clearly a chuckle in his voice.

"You can hear me!" Although Jiang Zhanyue was surprised, she did not forget her purpose and immediately repeated her question: "Your Excellency, please tell me, is there a way to escape from the way of heaven in this world!"

"Yes, so what?" he asked lightly, still smiling and looking so nonchalant.

"Of course it's to rewrite my destiny. I may not get everything I ask for, but it's up to me to do what I want." Jiang Zhanyue answered clearly and quickly.

But just a few words, but it was her only pursuit for ten years.

She didn't know if it would be useful to talk to an evil man. Whether the evil man could understand the pursuit of a human monk, and she didn't expect him to understand.

"Please tell me. Your Excellency has long since separated from the body of heaven. Your life span is endless and you are almost omniscient and omnipotent. Only you know the answer to this question."

He should tell her the answer, because for the evil sycophants, Heaven is their biggest enemy. Helping a human monk who wants to be an enemy of Heaven is just a matter of opening a mouth for him, and it will undoubtedly have no benefits. Harmful.

But the man just raised his hand in her direction. Jiang Zhanyue couldn't see the expression under his mask. She couldn't deduce his emotions if he didn't speak.

When he closed his hand into a fist, Jiang Zhanyue felt that her consciousness had received a fatal blow. He was just like crushing an ant, trying to destroy her consciousness.

Jiang Zhanyue was instantly ejected from the illusion. When she returned to the round platform, her mouth was filled with the smell of blood. Not only were her internal organs broken, her consciousness was also severely damaged and she was in constant pain.Even though she had already experienced numerous serious injuries, it was difficult to stay awake at this moment.

"I said to Jiang You, why don't you just get rid of such an ant?" In the fantasy world, before the story came to an end, the man in the white mask said.

On the highest round platform, Yan Beishu was asked by Yu Tianhao to let him practice together with Yu Xuehui.The so-called co-cultivation is the combination of male and female yin and yang, with the Luan and the Phoenix reversed. This method allows two monks to exchange spiritual power, exchange spiritual consciousness, and help each other practice.

Yu Xuehui's short life was due to the infection of demonic energy. The demonic energy infected half of her heart. An ordinary monk would naturally not be able to survive without half of his heart.

But Jiang Zhanyue once took a bodhi fruit. No matter what kind of wound it is, it can heal itself quickly. Even if you lose half of your heart, with the help of spiritual power to continue your life, your heart will be full in one day, and there will be no worries about your life. .

And if Yu Xuehui could get half a heart from Jiang Zhanyue and replace her own half that was infected with demonic energy, then she would be able to survive.

This is how Yu Xuehui told her master, elder brother and senior fellow apprentices to continue their lives.

Contrary to the Bodhi Fruition, the innate Tao body's constitution is different from that of ordinary people. Whether poison or injury can be easily resolved on the innate Tao body. If we borrow the method of co-cultivation, we can use the innate Tao body to resolve the demonic energy infected on Yu Xuehui's body. , not without hope.

This is the method Yu Xuehui reminded Yu Tianhao of.

After Yu Tianhao made this request, Yu Xuehui explained the reason to Yan Beishu in a embarrassed manner.

"If Fellow Daoist Yan is unwilling, there is no need to worry about my life before agreeing. These things can only be done by becoming a Taoist couple. I know I am not worthy of Fellow Daoist Yan." Yu Xuehui said.

Pei Yuan didn't come over as quickly as Yan Beishu, but he almost heard it from beginning to end. He had a look on his face, but he didn't say anything to interfere.

The female cultivator was telling her senior brother not to worry about her life, but at the same time she was reminding Yan Beishu that if he refused, he would die without saving her.

If this female cultivator had no connection with Yan Beishu, Pei Yuan would definitely pull Yan Beishu away.

But Yan Beishu had been looking for the sword for so long, and he finally found it. Maybe he just wanted to become a Taoist companion with the sword's owner?

Pei Yuan really didn't understand the relationship thing, so even if Yu Xuehui seemed weird, he didn't intend to interfere and let Yan Beishu make his own decision.

"The owner of this sword gave me advice eight years ago, so I entered the sword practice. She was kind to me, and I will repay her kindness." Yan Beishu was silent for a while before speaking.

Yu Xuehui knew that it was precisely because she knew the importance of this sword to Yan Beishu that she designed Brother Weisheng to steal the sword from Jiang Zhanyue and give it to her.

Without this connection, Yu Xuehui would certainly not expect Yan Beishu to agree to become a Taoist partner with her and help her with his innate Taoist body.

But what she didn't expect was that Yan Beishu was not involved.

"You are not her. You are far, far different. Even if you get the sword that originally belonged to her, I will never mistake it for you."

Yan Beishu is a rigid swordsman. In Pei Yuan's opinion, he is relatively mindless, but that is just because he focuses on swordsmanship and does not want to think too much about other things. It does not mean that he is a fool.

"Where did you get this sword?" he asked.

　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation!

　　


(End of this chapter)