Daoying

Chapter 729 Returning to the old place
As soon as the two entered the island, they felt the spiritual energy was as dense as substance. In the distance, there were mountains and palaces on the island. There were also several powerful spiritual senses sweeping over. It was obvious that some high-level cultivators had noticed something strange.

Xie Huan's expression remained unchanged, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

Song Bai's face turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Fortunately, when his spiritual consciousness touched the two of them, it only stayed for a short while and then receded like the tide.

Song Bai then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was extremely anxious inside. Once the island knew that he had brought in foreign enemies, he didn't know what kind of punishment he would face.

Xie Huan smiled faintly: "Let's go."

"Walk?"

Song Bai was about to ask, but saw Xie Huan already striding forward, so he could only bite the bullet and follow numbly.

Soon, the two came to a quiet courtyard.

Xie Huan pushed the door open and walked in, walking leisurely, as if he was returning home.

Song Bai was dumbfounded, but dared not say anything, so he had to follow him inside.

"Don't be so polite. Please sit down."

Xie Huan smiled slightly, walked into the hall and sat down at the top.

Song Bai was completely confused. He didn't know what he was going to do and didn't dare to ask. He just sat down, feeling uneasy.

Xie Huan flicked his sleeves, and a set of green jade tea set appeared on the table.

Then he tapped his fingertips lightly, and a wisp of true fire leaped out from his palm, wrapping around the bottom of the purple clay pot. The spring water in the pot gradually boiled, and white mist rose. Xie Huan took out another green tea leaf, shaped like a sparrow's tongue, and emerald green in color. The moment the tea leaves entered the pot, there was a clear chirping sound, and the fragrance of tea filled the air, first as clear as morning dew between pines, and then mellow like the fragrance of orchids in a deep valley.

Although Song Bai was uneasy, he couldn't help but feel refreshed when he smelled the tea: "Qingluan Yin?!"

This tea is the top quality tea from Xiwang Island.

Xie Huan smiled slightly, picked up the teapot and poured tea, and pushed a cup of clear tea in front of Song Bai: "Try it."

Song Bai's hands trembled slightly as he took a sip. The familiar clearness bloomed on the tip of his tongue, making him feel like drinking sweet spring water, but the chill went straight to his heart. What was the origin of this person?

Not long after, a figure suddenly broke through the air and appeared in the hall. He glanced at the two of them and asked in surprise, "Song Bai, Song Yue?"

Song Bai's face turned grim as he recognized the person in front of him as Shang Jin, a cultivator who had recently been promoted to the Spiritual Transformation stage.

He didn't know how to answer, but heard Xie Huan say leisurely: "Friend Shang Daoist, how are you?"

Shang Jin was shocked by this voice - his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he saw the face of "Song Yue" rippling like water waves, gradually turning into a face that left a deep impression on him.

"Hey! Xie Huan!"

Shang Jin took a breath and cried out.

Song Bai's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was the evil star who caused trouble on Xiwang Island decades ago.

"I'm glad that you still remember me, fellow Taoist."

Xie Huan flicked the teacup, his smile becoming even warmer.

"You are so brave!"

Shang Jin instantly became alert, his eyes like knives sweeping over Xie Huan and Song Bai.

"I am revisiting my old place, and I am here to drink tea and discuss Taoism with fellow Taoists."

As Xie Huan spoke, he tapped the table with his fingertips, and the teapot actually floated in the air and poured tea. A wisp of white mist condensed into the shape of a blue phoenix, circling the cup three times before dispersing.

"You have become a god?!"

Only at this moment did Shang Jin realize Xie Huan's cultivation level. His whole body was shocked and he lost his voice again.

The impact made his scalp numb and he was completely stunned.

When I first met Xie Huan, he was only in the late Jindan stage, while I was in the late Yuanying stage. I had practiced hard over the years to break free from the forbidden spell, and finally reached the Shenhua stage. I didn't expect that he would be on par with me.

Song Bai smiled bitterly to himself. How could this person's methods be comparable to those of an ordinary god?
"Even if you are a deity, without Shi Mang here, how dare you break into my West King Island!"

Shang Jin felt an inexplicable fear, and he calmed down a lot, and asked tentatively.

"Don't we have Brother Shang Dao as our accomplice? Is Qingming safe?"

Xie Huan stroked the cup and chuckled.

"I was tricked by you back then, do you think you can still control me now?"

Shang Jin calmed down, thinking that he was a spirit after all, and this was the home court of Xiwang Island, so he calmed down a lot, but his feet still moved back involuntarily. "Why not make a bet, which one is faster, your escape technique or mine?"

"Arrogant! Why should I flee? This is Xiwang Island. If there is any movement, you will be unable to escape!"

Shang Jin shouted angrily, but before he finished his words, his spiritual power surged, and he retreated suddenly, trying to draw some attention.

But in an instant, a blue light flashed between Xie Huan's eyebrows, and his third vertical pupil suddenly opened.

Shang Jin only felt his soul trembling, and a great fear rose from the bottom of his heart. Before he could react, his limbs and bones were imprisoned by an invisible force, and silver chains appeared on the spiritual nodes around his body. Even his soul was bound by layers and could not move.

"you!--"

Shang Jin screamed in fear, but saw Xie Huan's two fingers as fast as lightning, tapping his forehead.

The moment the finger landed, Shang Jin felt the world spinning, a chill surged through his body, penetrating his soul. Even his soul was bound by seventy-two invisible chains, and every struggle caused him to feel excruciating pain.

Shang Jin’s face was ashen, and cold sweat soaked through his heavy shirt.

In an instant, all the fear that Xie Huan had felt back then came back to him along with his memories.

"Now, we can talk properly."

Xie Huan said with a half-smile: "I'm going to get something from the Black Abyss's seal formation."

Shang Jin was still in a trance at this moment. How could he, a cultivator at the Divine Transformation Realm, be like a baby in front of Xie Huan?
He was still a little dazed and couldn't come back to his senses. He was a powerful god-transforming cultivator, so how come he didn't have even the slightest bit of resistance?
After coming to his senses, Shang Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly. This mission was even more dangerous than stealing the treasure from the Palace of the Human King. If he was not careful, he would end up being destroyed both physically and spiritually.

"Could it be that the fragment of Acas that you want to take, sir?"

Shang Jin suppressed his fear, clasped his fists respectfully and saluted, even lowering his voice a bit, returning to the way he was decades ago.

"You're quite smart."

A hint of approval flashed in Xie Huan's eyes.

"Back then, the Corpse Emperor used this item to seal it as a repair. I still remember it clearly."

Shang Jin said this with a hint of bitterness on his face.

"Then do you have any solution?"

"I am really powerless."

Shang Jin shook his head and replied.

"It doesn't matter."

Xie Huan played with the teacup in his hand, "People always come up with solutions. Oh, and call Qingming to see me."

Shang Jin's body stiffened when he heard this, but he didn't dare to disobey. He could only bow his head and agree. He took out a green jade talisman from his storage bag and crushed it. The talisman's light turned into a firefly and disappeared into the void.

Xie Huan turned his gaze to Song Bai, smiling: "Fellow Daoist Song has cooperated with you all the way, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Bai's face turned pale. Knowing that he couldn't escape, he immediately bowed and saluted, his voice trembling slightly: "It's all up to the arrangements of the senior."

Xie Huan's eyes were indifferent, and a silver light flashed at his fingertips. A forbidden rune instantly sank into Song Bai's brows, wrapping around his soul like a chain, exactly the same as Shang Jin.

After a moment, the light outside the courtyard suddenly disappeared, and a green shadow stepped into the hall - it was Qing Ming, who was also planted with restrictions by Xie Huan in the past, and now he has entered the realm of transformation.

As soon as he stepped into the hall and saw Xie Huan, he suddenly realized something was wrong and retreated instantly!

however--

"Buzz!"

An invisible shackle suddenly descended upon Qingming, and his entire body stiffened. The spiritual energy in his body seemed to be frozen, and even his soul was firmly imprisoned, unable to move.

"After not seeing you for many years, Brother Qingming has become more cautious."

Xie Huan chuckled, silver light flowed on his fingertips, and the ban was established.

Qing Ming's face was uncertain, and he finally lowered his head slowly, standing next to Shang Jin. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Shang Jin, I remember this."

Shang Jin felt bitter inside, and said in a voice transmission: "I really have no choice."

Qingming turned his face away, not wanting to listen to his explanation.

(End of this chapter)