Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 667 Listening to the Sword's Instructions Again
Although she agreed, Li Xizhou did not fall asleep immediately. She thought quietly about the dream she had just had, and felt that every detail was so real and clear.

But in fact, it was not the plot that was clear, but the emotions. This dream made her feel lost and reluctant to leave after waking up, because she really entered that small body, and those small, simple emotions occupied her entire heart.

Li Xizhou glanced at the figure outside the screen again, and got out of this mood a little. A person can be lonely for a long time in the open, like a small boat on the sea, but if another person is put in and talks to you, this atmosphere can be easily broken.

Li Xizhou thought about this dream from a detached perspective. She was wondering, what was the answer to the question?

What is a test? What is a difficulty?
The woman who was by my side when I was a young and ignorant child, I had no idea where she came from, and when I came to my senses, she had disappeared. Looking around, there was no trace of her, it was like a hazy and gentle dream.

Now that she has grown up, she wants to go back and look for her, to trace all the traces she left behind. Did she ever breathe in this world? At what age? Who killed her? And why?
Can we ever see that gentle smile in the little child’s dream again?

“As you grew older, your unicorn blood gradually awakened, and you lost your sense of the spirit realm.” Li Yan said, “The blood of the Immortal Hunter cannot coexist. The half of your blood that Wei Qingju left for you was suppressed, blinded, and dormant, so you only had the ability to enter the spirit realm before you were six years old.”

"I want a pill like this," she said, "that can suppress the unicorn blood in my body."

"How can there be such a pill in the world?"

"I want a pill like this," she repeated.

So in fact she didn't leave, Li Xizhou thought, she had been waiting there, waiting in the old palace seventeen years ago. It was me who grew up and moved forward, and time built a barrier that blocked her far behind.

Now I'm back, looking for everything you left behind 23 years ago. That must be what you left for me... But, are there any hints?

What test did you leave behind? Code words, proverbs... anything is fine, how can I enter Luoshen Palace?

The concentration of the unicorn blood has reached a very light level, so I can integrate into that small body tonight. A few days ago, I also entered the mirage realm, touched the Luoshen wood peach, and even arrived outside the Luoshen Palace.

Aren't these the key points, mother? She looked at the beams and thought quietly, and gradually fell asleep at a certain moment.

……

Early in the morning, Pei Yejing cleaned and removed the stitches with Qu Xin, then sat up and put on his clothes. Qu Xin threw the bloody gauze into the water and sorted out the instruments beside him.

Although the root was not damaged, there were indeed some problems with the tendons and bones. For a cultivator in the upper second realm, it would be difficult to recover only after a very tragic injury. Pei Ye repeatedly wandered within this range of injuries, and then used divine objects such as Binlu or Luoshenmutao to recover as before. But in fact, too fast repair would also make it impossible for the tendons and veins to be sorted out. A cultivator who was always seriously injured and recovered very quickly would always leave some hidden dangers. Qu Xin reorganized Pei Ye's body into a proper state, just like an old farmer who knew his own three acres of land very well.

Although the newly cut wound was a little painful, his muscles and bones were indeed much more relaxed. Pei Ye had breakfast, didn't say hello to anyone, and didn't even take the kitten with him. He left Zhujing Palace alone, took a sign, carried a sword, and headed west.

Bright Moon Palace, branches covered with old snow.

Pei Ye used his scabbard to clear a path and reached the end with great difficulty. He looked up and saw that the wooden door of the old palace was still ajar. He had cut the lock that day, but the maid with a broken leg who thanked him for it would probably never come again.

From a certain perspective, he had never actually entered this legendary spiritual realm.

When he was in Huanlou and Yu Sicheng's house, he swallowed the mermaid powder, but that was a trick used by humans to smuggle. Later, he borrowed the flesh and blood of the red pearl carp, but that was actually also Li Wuyan's fish and was not originally given to him. It was a shameful robbery.

The spiritual realm had never really opened its doors to him, he had invaded it again and again. Once he left, he would lose the access to enter, and next time he wanted to enter, he would have to find a new way.

But now, standing in front of this mossy old door, he thought for the first time that maybe he could actually be accepted by it.

There was no purpose, nor did he want to go in and do anything. He just had simple longing and hope. He left the reality under his feet and pushed the door open to enter the reflection of the old times.

Because the world would not satisfy such a beautiful dream, he yearned for this cold and magnificent dream.

“When the road is exhausted, the dream is far away and the spirit appears.” When Jiang Yan was trapped in the boat on the Wei River and had no way out in reality, who would not look forward to a dream world? Now I should be no different from him.

Pei Ye stood quietly, waiting for the favor of that world. He felt that such a reunion brought about by nature would be more fateful and poetic.

But he waited for a long time and nothing happened. He raised his hand and pushed open the old door in front of him. The dirty snow in the yard had melted away, and there was nothing there but the whistling wind.

I don’t know whether his prayers were not heard or this stowaway had been rejected forever, but in any case, the spiritual realm did not favor him.

So Pei Ye had no choice but to close the door again, lowered his head and sighed softly, then reached into his bag.

Fortunately, he had the mermaid pearl powder that he had looted from Yu’s house.

Just asking politely before barging in.

There was a small jade box sent from the Immortal Terrace, which contained a small handful of it. Pei Ye opened it, tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth.

Then he closed his eyes, got through the familiar dizziness, opened his eyes, and the lines of the scenery were all changing in a chaotic light and shadow. The sound of wind cutting through the branches in his ears disappeared... and was replaced by a slight rustling.

A moist coolness rushed into my nose, and drizzle hit the leaves. The two doors in front of me were very straight and solid, and the wood color appeared bright after being wetted by the rain.

Red walls, green tiles, lush leaves and new flowers, a spring rainy night fell here.

There was no surprise on Pei Ye's face. To him, this was a confirmation of his guess. He lowered his head and pressed the sword at his waist. He moved his throat and pushed open the two doors in front of him.

The new and quiet courtyard, the lampstand, flowers, plants, night butterflies... together bring together the tenderness of the spring night. Clean stone slabs are laid all the way to the front of the main hall. On the steps in front of the hall, sits a young man with a sword at his feet.

Just looked up.

Pei Ye stood at the door, looking at it quietly, without moving.

The words written by Qingluan in the mirror in the official newspaper suddenly came back to my mind, and the faint smell of paper seemed to have spread from the small town of Fenghuai to my nose now.

“…It was chilly in spring, and the man was only wearing a thin black shirt, which was also soaked by the rain.

He stood tall and straight, like a strong pine tree wrapped in a black cloth."

"..."

Pei Ye opened his mouth several times but no words came out, he just remained silent. This appearance was too unfamiliar to him, and when he was stared at by those eyes, his body tensed up unconsciously.

In fact, it was still a somewhat faint shadow, but it was much more real and weighty than Luo Weiyou.

The images of reality recorded by the spirit realm follow certain rules. Some are what Pei Ye feels personally, and some are the conclusions told to him by the Immortal Platform. In general, the spirit realm likes to be lively. It is always empty when it is born, and then records more complex scenes. It tends to record living things, and among living things, it tends to record the more complex and spiritual ones. When it comes to the level of human beings, the more times they appear in its field of vision, the deeper and stronger the emotions and conflicts, the more they will leave their own projections on the paper of the spirit realm.

It updates its content according to this rule, so Qujiang Pond will become a fantasy building.

And twenty-three years ago, a mirage was left behind in the Mingyue Palace. On the night when Yu Sicheng was killed, when Pei Ye was standing by the Jingchi, he saw the faint lights in the Mingyue Palace from afar.

At that time he wondered if there was someone sitting on the steps waiting for him?

"I have been ordered to guard the palace. No one is allowed to enter." Yue Muzhou sat on the steps, but did not stand up or reach for the sword. He just looked at him, "Who are you?"

Pei Ye raised the Wild Goose card in his hand, clasped his fists and bowed: "Wild Goose Pei Ye, I greet Inspector Yue He."

"Is there a Goose Inspector like you in Shenjing? What's the matter?"

Pei Ye walked towards him and said, "I have been ordered by Master Li to pass on the news to He Jian: an assassin may have entered the palace tonight, aiming at the queen."

"Hmm? Who?"

"【Four Water Cultivating Snakes】He Wujian." When he got closer, Pei Ye found that the face was not clear, but he could still roughly make out the facial features. It was a face that could interpret the word "cold" to the extreme. It was really good-looking.

Pei Ye stood about ten feet away and found that the man in front of him took the "assassination" matter more seriously than he had imagined - he frowned slightly, straightened his posture, and his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the young man in front of him.

Pei Ye originally thought that he would be more calm, because he had experienced it himself after eight lives. When sitting in front of the steps, he knew every movement in the bedroom behind him.

The sense of control over the area being focused is very confidence-inspiring, especially in a place like the Daming Palace. You know all the mysterious and forbidden things, and nothing can bypass you and your sword.

Pei Ye originally thought that the man must have the same confidence. But he soon realized that Yue Muzhou's trust in the sword in his hand might be stronger than his. He was wary of any rumors because he really cared about the safety of this bedroom.

There were indeed no other guards in the entire Mingyue Palace. It seemed that as long as he was sitting here alone, no one else was needed. If he couldn't guard it, then no one could.

"I know this person. How will he enter the palace and how will he take action?" Yue Muzhou said.

Pei Ye shook her head and just looked at his face: "I don't know either, so I came to take a look at the bedroom."

The following words sounded like he was talking to himself: "Yes, with Inspector Yue He sitting here, how can he succeed?"

Pei Ye spread out his hand, and a Luoshen peach blossom grew in his hand: "This is a token from Her Majesty the Queen. Please bring me in to pay my respects."

Yue Muzhou shook his head and stretched out one leg, with the sword still leaning on the step beside his leg: "Since you have agreed, you can go in by yourself."

He stared at the boy's face and smiled with some interest: "Can someone like you be a goose inspector? Where do you work? Forget it, you go first."

Pei Ye clasped his fists, turned around, lifted the curtain and entered the bedroom.

Unlike the real Mingyue Bedroom, everything that had been dilapidated had returned to its original state, and there were many more objects that Pei Ye had never seen before. The colors in the Bedroom were very bright, which was very different from Li Xizhou's Bedroom.

Pei Ye walked in around the screen. Wei Qingju's shadow was very faint, almost disappearing.

Luo Weiyou sat on the edge of the bed without knowing when, and asked curiously: "She is the queen, and you are a minister. According to the etiquette of the world, it seems that you can't go forward anymore."

"You know a lot. Luo is very worried."

"No one disturbed me. I have been Luo Buyu these days."

"Why did you come here."

"I can go wherever I want." Danying shook her body, "I felt that you came to the mirage, so I came to find you."

"I'll do something."

"what's up?"

"It's a matter of life and death." Pei Ye said, "Move aside, don't block me - this is not the queen, this is just the place where the queen passes by."

Luo Buyu floated up gently and landed on the beam, leaning his hands on his sides: "What are you going to do?"

Pei Ye did not answer. He walked all the way to Wei Qingju's bed, then took another half step forward and propped his knees against the edge of the bed, with only a thin curtain separating him from the person on the bed.

This distance is almost the same as the distance between him and Li Xizhou that night.

The drizzle outside the hall was still rustling, and the man was still sitting in front of the steps, his posture was no different from before. Pei Ye could imagine him stretching his left leg, with the sword placed on the steps beside his legs, his hand three and a half feet away from the sword.

Then Pei Ye closed his eyes gently and dropped his hands to his waist.

Silently and subtly, the sword light flashed like a stream of light.

A person two feet in front of him, this distance is not even as long as the sword. This is Pei Ye's lightest and fastest sword, and there is only a target in front of him that will not move.

No matter how you think about it, there is no way this sword will miss.

When the sword is two-thirds out of the sheath, that is a moment.

Pei Ye's entire body seemed to be suddenly pierced by a sharp needle. Every muscle lost its movement, and his heart and lungs were squeezed into a ball at the same time. Only when he was closest to death had Pei Ye felt the pressure of this explosion of fear.

A pair of narrow, bright eyes appeared in his field of vision, and a small patch of faint lines spread across his left eye.

Staring at him without any emotion, smart, proud, cold... Pei Ye raised his neck and turned his wrist, the sword in his hand turned in front of him, but only one thought flashed through his mind.

A sharp, piercing coldness pierced through his throat.

How could there be such a fast person, and such a fast sword!
(End of this chapter)