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Chapter 195 194. New family, forget the world (8.1K words - big chapter, please subscribe)
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One of Poxu Yuzhuang's eyeballs rotates clockwise, while the other rotates counterclockwise. The rotation frequencies of the two eyeballs are actually different, which gives off a whole weird feeling.

Song Yan stared at the pale face that looked like a porcelain doll in amazement.

And that face was looking at him seriously.

But this is by no means an affectionate gaze, but rather learning and imitation.

After a while, Poxu Yuzhuang's eyes calmed down, fixed steadily on the center, and then met Song Yan's eyes.

Song Yan smiled.

He knew that he had cut off a small cause and effect, and he also knew that the reason he cut off that cause and effect was because he felt that the cause and effect had ended, and interrupting it at this time would be beneficial to both parties.

However, he no longer remembered what the cause and effect were.

Perhaps, he once had a special relationship with one of the female cultivators in these caves, perhaps he killed an enemy, perhaps he saved a mortal, or perhaps something else.

But it doesn't matter. He cut off the cause and effect, but as the one who cut it off, he had a strange sense of loss and loneliness. Maybe this is the price.

Out of curiosity, he released his spiritual sense and swept through the caves around the Xunxian Valley, trying to explore whether there was anyone around who was as lost as he was.

Scenes flash by
There were happy Taoist couples practicing together, diligent monks practicing alone, monks discussing Taoism with each other, and women who had received guidance from the elders of Chen Guang Sect were asking for advice.
He stared at the elder and the female cultivator, observing them for a long time and found that there was nothing unusual about them.

Song Yan withdrew his gaze.

He already understood that this might be a small price to pay for severing the cause and effect.

If he cuts it off frequently, this small price will pile up crazily until his mind collapses.

Being formless and without self is not being heartless.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
In the process of severing cause and effect this time, although he could not remember what cause and effect he had severed, he remembered the experience he gained from severing cause and effect this time.

"No self" means to cut off a certain part of your own cause and effect, so that to others who have had cause and effect with you, "you" no longer exists, and the "I" in this cause and effect will naturally disappear. This is "no self".

But these methods must be used with caution.

First, the causal relationship between you and the target should have come to an end. This is when the causal relationship is at its weakest, so you can cut it off.

Second, your realm and strength must far exceed your goal.

As for the rest, I will need to experience it through future attempts.

After figuring this out, Song Yan casually sat down against the wall at the entrance of the cave, grabbed a jar of fine wine from his storage bag, put it to his lips, tilted his head back and took a few sips, then quietly watched the endless rain flow.

He has become accustomed to spending this time of sorrow, loss and loneliness in the simplest way.

The rain is falling heavily. Although the room is empty on this night, it has a special mood.

When old causes and effects pass away, new causes and effects will always begin.

The human heart is like a bottle, it can hold very little.

If you don’t throw out the old, how can you make room for the new?

No matter what you have encountered in the past, if it is over and has come to an end, you should never stop, but keep moving forward, keep moving forward, and believe: the road ahead will definitely be better!

Song Yan smiled faintly, and his eyes once again sparkled with anticipation, enthusiasm, and vitality. He was about to lift the wine jar with his five fingers when he suddenly felt as if something was pressing on the jar.

He turned his head and saw the back of Poxu Yuzhuang's head.

And Poxu Yuzhuang's little face was lying on the mouth of the wine jar.

The sound of "whoosh" continued to be heard.

Song Yan could fully imagine that pale little tongue was sipping like a greedy cat.

This is imitating him.

Immediately afterwards, Poxu Yuzhuang let out a strange cry of "Ah", fell backwards, and the back of her head hit heavily on the hard stone with a dull "bang", and then she remained motionless.

"Hahahaha!" Song Yan laughed loudly. He raised the jar with his fingers and handed it forward, saying, "Yuzhuang, would you like some more?"

hiss~~
A slender tree root stretched out from Po Xu Yu Zhuang's index finger, pressed against the wine jar, and pushed it back with an expression of "thank you, but no more".

Song Yan smiled and said, "Give me some more."

As he spoke, he moved the jar of wine forward again.

But the tree root decisively pushed the wine jar back.

After all this commotion, Song Yan felt that his heart was beginning to hold something new, that is, happiness and joy.

He looked up at the rain on the mountain, and felt that the rainy night in Xunxian Valley didn't seem so desolate and lonely anymore.

He felt relaxed and happy, so he lifted the jar of wine to his lips and drank it down.

This time, the bottle was empty.

He shook his five fingers and found that the wine jar was actually empty.

When he looked down again, he found that a small hole had been poked at the bottom of the wine jar.

Song Yan:.
He raised his head and looked across at Poxu Yuzhuang, who had quietly sat up at some point. Beneath her scarlet robe, a tree root was slowly retracting.

The two stared at each other.

Po Xu Yuzhuang suddenly burst into a strange sound: "Hahahaha! More?"

Song Yan:.
He understood that Poxu Yuzhuang was imitating his voice.

As for why she exposed his wine jar, perhaps it was because in Po Xu Yuzhuang's eyes, the taste of wine was almost the same as shit.

Poxu Yuzhuang was trying her best to stop him from eating shit.

The next morning.
Song Yan was lying there when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the cave. He didn't use his spiritual sense, but looked up and saw a monk in blue clothes appearing outside the restriction.

This monk was an acquaintance of his. He had invited him to go to the Hehuan nunnery to play several years ago. But for some reason, he no longer invited him often and only occasionally sought him out for a drink.

But even if it was just "occasionally", the two of them could definitely be called friends.

Most of the monks here practice hard, and those who invite each other out two or three times a year have a good relationship, let alone this kind of thing?
"Friend Shi, Fellow Daoist Shi!" Zhao Nuo shouted in a low voice.

Song Yan opened the ban and stood up to greet him.

Zhao Nuo came up to him, winked and said, "I went out to play today, and suddenly thought of Fellow Daoist Shi. I was wondering, Fellow Daoist Shi doesn't have a Taoist partner either, why didn't I call you when I went out these years?"

After that, he hooked his arm around his shoulder and said solemnly, "Today! Today we must make up for the regrets of our brotherhood in the past years!"

Song Yan said: "Or those Hehuan female cultivators?"

Zhao Nuo shook his head and sighed, "That group of Hehuan female cultivators now have all the resources, and they have gained a lot of benefits from dual cultivation. Most of them have now broken through the Crimson Palace Realm. Now, let alone one Xuanyu, even if you have ten Xuanyu, they will not look down on you."

After that, he smiled and said, "However, today I discovered that there is a new Valley of Ecstasy on the hilltop two days away from Xunxian Valley. This Valley of Ecstasy is a den of debauchery for cultivators like me who practice Xuan. The female cultivators in it are much better than the previous female cultivators of Hehuan!"

Song Yan said, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, aren't you going to keep your little bit of Xuanyu to refine the Crimson Palace Pill?"

Zhao Nuo said: "Only cultivators with a promising future would hire someone to make pills, for example, cultivator Yun Yun next door to you is really capable, and now he has been chosen as a disciple by the elder of Chen Guang Sect.

At most, we can just buy some of the most common and cheap Crimson Palace Pills to extend our lifespan a little, and that will be the end of it.

I have already saved this money.

The rest is for drinking and partying."

Song Yan said: "You won't celebrate it later?"

Zhao Nuo said speechlessly: "You still want to break through the Purple Mansion? Forget it. Apart from those geniuses, who else has the chance to break through?

Instead of wasting time pursuing an unattainable state, it is better to enjoy it, so that your trip to this world is worthwhile. "

He patted Song Yan on the shoulder and said, "Now, although the natural disaster has not yet arrived here, there are many refugees. I just hope that the disaster will be slower and come here after I die. Well, let's not talk about this. Just one sentence, Fellow Daoist Shi, are you going or not?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "Let's go."

Two days later.
The two men came to the Valley of Ecstasy, but neither of them had many black jades on them, so they just looked for beautiful mortal women in the mortal area, and drank from their glasses while watching the dancers.

At the end, they even wrapped their eyes with silk cloth and played a game of hide-and-seek.

If he caught a dancer that satisfied him, he could take her into her bedroom and spend the night with her.

The two played for three days and three nights. On the third day, they felt that they were short of money, so they left reluctantly.

After leaving, Zhao Nuo made an appointment with Song Yan to go hunting monsters in the surrounding area, which is also the largest source of income for ordinary cultivators.

After hunting down a monster, its skin, bones, blood and flesh can all be sold. If the quality is good, you can even go to Chen Guangzong's "monthly purchase".

At the beginning of every month, a manager from Chen Guang Sect would come to Xunxian Valley and announce a demand for a certain number of items. If any casual cultivator had any, they could hand them in on the spot in exchange for Xuanyu. If not, they could find them as soon as possible in the remaining time and then go to Chen Guang Sect to exchange them on a first-come, first-served basis.

And in this trade, most monster materials can be sold.

As for the cultivators who exchanged the black jade for the Xuanyu, they still had to pay the "cave rental fee" of Xunxian Valley, as well as purchase "cultivation resources" and even "healing medicine", "various pills" and so on from the manager. Therefore, most of the expenses of Chenguan Sect flowed back, and they even made a profit instead of a loss.

In general, the Chenguang Sect only paid for a piece of inferior Xuanqi land and gained many conveniences.

field
After a hunt, Song Yan and Zhao Nuo caught a lone intermediate monster and killed it together. Song Yan handed it over to Zhao Nuo, and Zhao Nuo promised to split it with Song Yan when he exchanged it for money at the beginning of the month. Song Yan asked him to take more, but Zhao Nuo refused, saying, "How can I cheat my brother of his money? Besides, this lone monster is agile. If it weren't for my brothers surrounding it, we wouldn't be able to capture this evil beast."

The two of them had a good harvest this time. After all, it was a blessing to be able to capture the monster without getting hurt.

On the way back, Song Yan flew on a sword, while Zhao Nuo stepped on a yellow gourd.

As they were flying, two flashing lights came from the opposite side.

They were a pair of immortal Taoist lovers.

The male cultivator has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. Every move he makes makes people feel that he stands out from the crowd, and he always tries to maintain his uniqueness.

The female cultivator was extraordinarily charming, with towering snow-capped mountains, fluttering skirts, and a faint smile always on the corners of her lips.

As if he saw some cultivators coming towards him, the male cultivator glanced at them indifferently with a disdainful look.

Zhao Nuo hurriedly pulled Song Yan down, made way, and then bowed respectfully in the air.

Song Yan also bowed.

The pair of monks ignored them and just walked away with their heads held high.

After they were far away, Zhao Nuo looked at Song Yan and said, "Fellow Daoist Shi, why didn't you avoid him just now?"

Song Yanqi asked, "Who are they?"

Zhao Nuo whispered, "Fang Tiansheng and Fairy Huan are a famous pair of righteous chivalrous lovers. One is good at talismans and the other is good at alchemy. They are both invited by the steward of Chen Guang Sect. It is said that they are both talented and geniuses. Their future is limitless."

Song Yan said strangely: "Is this the right way?"

Zhao Nuo laughed at himself and said, "That's because we are ants. They don't see ants, so they don't need to pay more attention to us.

But I heard that these two people are very popular among the cultivators in the Crimson Palace Realm and have a good reputation.

If they encounter something evil, these two people will hate evil as much as they can.

Once, a powerful demon cultivator came to this vicinity. Thanks to these two people who tipped off the elders of Chen Guang Sect in time, the demon cultivator was killed in advance and the disaster was avoided."

Song Yan was stunned for a while, and said: "That powerful demon cultivator has quite a personality, and he can be tipped off."

Among all the demon cultivators he met along the way, which one was easy to deal with? Which one was not a character who kept an eye on all directions and listened to all directions, and ran away faster than a rabbit at the slightest sign of trouble?

Zhao Nuo sighed, "It's all because Fang Tiansheng and Fairy Huan are so capable. Anyway, they are not people we can afford to offend."

After that, his expression changed again and he said, "But we don't usually meet them. These two live in independent caves. There is one cave on each hill. It's really luxurious. I really envy Fang Tiansheng."

Song Yan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help laughing, saying: "Fatty, are you still thinking about Fairy Huan?"

When Zhao Nuo heard the word "fatty", he also laughed and said, "Old Shi, you finally treat me as a brother. I was saying that Fellow Daoist Shi and Fellow Daoist Zhao sounded too formal. Now this name sounds much better!"

After that, the two of them walked for a while, and Zhao Nuo whispered, "Who wouldn't want to have sex with Fairy Huan? With her appearance, if I could have a taste of her beauty, it would be worth dying for."

The two of them walked and talked along the way, and when they returned to Xunxian Valley, they went back to their respective homes.

Song Yan sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, trying to gain insights from these ordinary days.

Compared to the time when he "comprehended and protected" something, this time he was not tempering his mind in the worldly mortal world, but rather comprehending the cause and effect of birth and death in this worldly mortal world, and thereby finding his own artistic conception.

Soon, he discovered that if he was really a little cultivator who had reached the ninth level of Xuan cultivation, had no hope of advancement, and even needed to rely on adventures in hunting monsters to maintain his cultivation, then happiness would really be very simple.

Because in the young monk's view, if he could replace a monk of higher status and enjoy the beauty, status and wealth that monk could obtain, it would mean great happiness.

Song Yan tried to completely forget everything about himself, and then carefully felt it from Zhao Nuo's perspective. After a long time, he murmured: "I really envy Fang Tiansheng."

"Not only Fang Tiansheng, but also the various geniuses of Chen Guang Zong. I'm so envious. If I were them, it would be great."

Immersed in this, Song Yan thought for a while, then jumped out of it. Thinking about what he had just thought, he found it interesting.

However, people often misunderstood him, thinking that he was unforgivable and evil, whether he was the "Leader of the Puppet Sect" or "Zhang Han".

But he himself understands that "there are things you should do and things you shouldn't do."

It is impossible for him to kill people indiscriminately and do whatever he wants just because he is envious.

Follow yourself without any constraints, that is freedom.

If you have lost yourself, that is not freedom, that is madness.

A little envy cannot move his heart, unless it is an opportunity like the Secret Realm of Tianzun, then he will have to be greedy.

But as he is, he is destined to be less happy and lonely walking in the world.

If one really possesses the cause and effect and emotions of the young monk, and then covets the stronger ones, wouldn't it be bliss to enjoy oneself here?
Even if he encountered danger, with his true strength that spanned many realms, how could he not be able to handle it?
When you leave and cut off cause and effect, you will be free between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Song Yan thought of Bai Xiuhu, Zhang Han, and Tang Han.
He replaced these people, but each time he was exhausted.

But if he were to replace it now.
If he were Bai Xiuhu, he could destroy the Puppet Sect's attack with a wave of his hand, crush Gu Huangzi to death, and have enough energy to save Miss Xiaojiu.

Even if it wasn't at that time, he could still live happily with Enri on the warm water island, like a fairy couple, with no regrets.

No danger could really threaten him.

That was how he felt when he first came to An Li's side, just like a vicious killer who was on the brink of life and death every day suddenly came to the kindergarten. He liked the atmosphere of the "kindergarten".

Everything there is so beautiful.

But he is Song Yan. How could Song Yan go to a "kindergarten" and how could he experience the beauty from a "kindergarten"?

But if he really had the karma with Bai Xiuhu, wouldn't that be enough?

Only by transforming himself can he avoid entering the cage, escape from danger, be free and happy, see the sky from the bottom of the well, and suddenly make a move in the unknown, plunder the treasures he has coveted for a long time, and then leave without leaving any trace.

Song Yan was immersed in the perception of "othering".

He had a vague feeling that perhaps his ultimate artistic conception would lie in "othering".

At this moment, a flash of light appeared in his storage bag, and the black coffin fell to the ground, revealing a bloody corpse with jade makeup.

Vasusha merged into the Blood Corpse Jade Makeup again, then took a few clattering steps towards an open space not far away, then stopped and raised her arms quietly.

Vasusha and Song Yan had a spiritual connection, and felt that the little tree had a connection with Yuzhuang, so Song Yan gave it the power to take out the blood corpse Yuzhuang at any time.

At this moment, Song Yan heard the noise and couldn't help but look over curiously. In his heart, this little guy always brought him surprises and made him feel unprecedented happiness in his heart.

That happiness is not tainted with any desire, but is a more complex emotion. If I have to say it, it is a kind of family affection that is eternally frozen yet newly born.

Song Yan became curious and asked, "Yuzhuang, what are you going to do?"

Without answering, Po Xu Yu Zhuang struck a pose, then suddenly twisted her body in a strange way. She jumped and danced, spinning on the spot.

Song Yan was stunned, and immediately realized that this little guy was imitating the dancing of the dancers in the Ecstasy Valley.

"You saw that I was having fun watching those dancers, so you came to dance too?"

Song Yan suddenly understood her thoughts.

But the next moment.
Snapped!
Boom! !

Poxu Yuzhuang tripped over her right foot and fell flat on her face. She fell straight down facing Song Yan, with her forehead hitting the ground with a very heavy bang.

She tried to get up.

Boom! !

I kowtowed again.

She continued to try.

dong dong dong! !

Hey, this is non-stop.

Song Yan:.
Finally, Poxu Yuzhuang did not try to get up again, because her body was twisted strangely at this time, and her hands and feet were twisted together like a pretzel.

Then, some tree roots quietly emerged from her body, and those roots supported her to stand up again in an extremely terrifying way.

Then she began to spin and jump on the spot again, with her eyes closed.

Song Yan's expression was gentle, and he directly conveyed a message through his mind: "I will teach you how to speak. You are so smart, you will definitely be able to learn it easily."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang understood what was said and stopped dancing. Instead, she walked towards Song Yan step by step.

Song Yan pointed at the table and said, "Table."

Then he used his divine mind to transmit the message: "Make the same sound as me."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang opened her mouth and said in a strange voice: "Table."

Song Yan nodded with satisfaction and continued to teach.
Everything was going well, and he felt that he might soon have another family member with whom he could communicate.

Even if this family is considered "needing to be killed with a sword" in the eyes of the righteous great ones, and "must die" in the eyes of heaven and earth, it is still one's family.

Not only does it want to make him happy and be like him, it also wants to stop him from "eating shit".

Monsters also have monster families.

Song Yan taught her with great anticipation until late at night, and then said as if testing her: "Good night, Yuzhuang."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang opened her mouth and said strangely: "Table, good night."

Song Yan said: "I am no longer called Zhuozhuo. Now I am called Shihuangzi, but this is my pseudonym."

Poxu Yuzhuang said again: "Kana, good night."

quickly
The communication between the two became unpredictable.

Song Yan said helplessly: "Forget it, I will teach you tomorrow."

Po Xu Yu Zhuang said, "You, good night."

Song Yan said: "Do you know what your name is?"

Po Xu Yu Zhuang said, "Your father."

Song Yan:.
He sighed, "Never mind, good night."

"never mind."

Poxu Yuzhuang also imitated his long sigh, then put Xueshi Yuzhuang into the coffin, and ran into Song Yan's arms. The roots slid in, and the three bronze leaves shrank, but soon another one popped out, leaned against Song Yan's head, and fell asleep together.

After two years of serious teaching, Song Yan first realized one thing before he realized the "other-transformation realm": Poxu Yuzhuang is really not good at learning. You can communicate with her simply through consciousness, but don't even think about teaching her to speak.

She is not even as good as a parrot!

The parrot could at least repeat some fixed phrases, but now she could only utter meaningless and incomprehensible sentences, just as if someone had typed randomly on the keyboard with their eyes closed on Blue Star, and read whatever words were typed.

And sometimes, she seemed to have a sudden inspiration, recalling some words, and then she spoke them out proudly, but it would produce incredible consequences.

After making sure that Poxu Yuzhuang could not learn to speak, Song Yan asked her to shut up and become a little mute.

One day, Song Yan was meditating when Zhao Nuo appeared outside the door again.

Song Yan walked out directly.

The two of them exchanged glances, then flew away from Xunxian Valley in their flying vehicles.

In the past two years, the two have been as close as brothers and always go out together.

We were free and easy together, experienced things together, killed monsters together, and shared the profits equally.

After leaving Xunxian Valley, Zhao Nuo smiled and said, "Old Shi, we are not going to the mortal area today!"

Song Yan asked curiously, "Are you rich?"

Zhao Nuo said: "You are out of touch with the news and don't know what's going on outside! Let me tell you, a month ago I got news from a small source that a master from the Chen Guang Sect died in the battle against the natural disaster water beast.

This world is getting harder and harder. After this time, I decided to buy a Crimson Palace Pill and swallow it, in order to break through the Crimson Palace realm as soon as possible!
So before you go into seclusion, you must be free and easy for once, leaving no regrets!"

Song Yan said: "Fatty, you should have done this a long time ago."

Zhao Nuo said: "Hey, stop talking about me, it's time for you to retreat and break through."

On that day, the two of them went to the Valley of Ecstasy to look for fairies to play with, and then, on the recommendation of the fairy, they tasted high-end ingredients and the Xuan wine which was said to be extremely helpful for cultivators of Xuan. After knowing that Zhao Nuo was about to break through the Crimson Palace realm, the fairy began to strongly recommend an elixir and said, "This elixir can greatly reduce the toxicity of the Crimson Palace elixir and shorten the breakthrough time. As long as you are willing to buy it, she can do some more shameful things."

So Zhao Nuo bought it.

Song Yan also bought it.

After they finished shopping and enjoyed themselves, they became paupers.

Zhao Nuo could no longer afford the Crimson Palace Pill.

So the two went hunting in the wilderness again.

This time, the two men provoked a high-level monster. After going through untold hardships and exhausting all their trump cards to severely injure it, and then tracking it for hundreds of miles and killing it, the two men landed at the high-level monster in ecstasy.

Zhao Nuo said repeatedly: "Lao Shi, we are rich! This is a high-level monster! We can actually kill a high-level monster. It's like a dream."

Song Yan said: "Fatty, when you go back this time, you should focus on breaking through. Once you break through the Crimson Palace Realm, you can at least increase your lifespan by a hundred years."

Zhao Nuo glanced at him, was silent for a moment and said, "Got it, Lao Shi."

After saying that, he smiled and said, "It's because the time I spent with you was so happy."

Song Yan was speechless and said, "Please explain clearly, what do you mean by time spent with me?"

Zhao Nuo, in contrast to his usual playful smile, said self-deprecatingly: "Actually, I look cheerful, but I don't have many friends.

Other monks look down on me.

I am timid, have poor talent, love to play, have no money but often hang out in those play places.

Except you, Lao Shi.
When you are with me, you never look down on me. You really treat me as a friend and a brother.

I. I really hope this period of time can be longer.

I am afraid that after I come out of this retreat, everything will be different.”

As he spoke, tears of emotion welled up in Zhao Nuo's eyes.

The two were talking
Song Yan suddenly sighed.

In order to understand the daily life of the young monk, he did not use his spiritual sense, but even without using his spiritual sense, he could already feel that someone with bad intentions was approaching.

This time, the two of them were chasing high-level monsters and had already gone far away from the Soul-Seeking Valley, and even farther away from the Immortal Valley.

This eventually attracted flies.

Of course, in the eyes of flies, they are not flies.

Brush brush!
Three figures of monks fell down.

Among them, two auras of the Crimson Palace Realm spread out unscrupulously.

Zhao Nuo was so frightened that he stayed there, and hurriedly introduced himself, "Three fellow Taoists, we are cultivators from Xunxian Valley, and we have friends who will be here soon."

The leading monk from the Crimson Palace glanced at him and snorted coldly, "Drop the storage bag and get out of here."

Zhao Nuo said calmly: "Have you heard of Fang Tiansheng? He is our friend! He will be here soon!"

The monk from the Crimson Palace asked in astonishment: "Fang Tiansheng?"

Zhao Nuo said proudly: "Yes, my friend is very powerful!"

The monk from the Crimson Palace was obviously stunned on the spot.

Zhao Nuo seized the opportunity and hurriedly clasped his fists, saying respectfully: "But we don't want the three seniors to return empty-handed. This beast will be a greeting gift. Lao Shi, let's go!"

As he said this, he didn't care about the corpse of the monster at all. He winked at Song Yan and was about to escape.

However, the monk from the Crimson Palace laughed loudly and then repeated, "My patience is limited."

Zhao Nuo realized that something was wrong, but he acted decisively, gritted his teeth, sighed, then took out a storage bag from his arms and was about to throw it out when a voice came from beside him.

"Fatty, without the things in this storage bag and this high-level demon beast, how can you break through the Crimson Palace Realm?"

"Lao Shi, hey, quickly take out your storage bag and give it to these three seniors."

"Fatty, you don't plan to break through?"

"Lao Shi, hurry up and take it." Zhao Nuo hunched over, looked at the three people with a flattering smile, and then said, "My friend is a little stubborn, I'll give it to you right away, right away."

After realizing that he could not scare the three people, Zhao Nuo's cowardice completely broke out. He was terrified and at a loss.

In order to show his obedience, Zhao Nuo threw out his storage bag first, then looked at Song Yan anxiously, sweating profusely and winking desperately.

Song Yan took out a storage bag from his arms.

The monk on the opposite side raised his hand, but found that he couldn't move.

He was about to get angry when he saw a flash of black light in the storage bag.

A pitch-black coffin appeared in the air.

The coffin lid opened, revealing a porcelain-white bloody corpse wrapped in a scarlet robe.

A flash of light appeared in Song Yan's arms, and he fell into the bloody corpse.

The blood corpse moved instantly, and three tree roots shot out and pierced into the foreheads of the three Crimson Palace monks. Then, in their frozen eyes of fear, it sucked in a "whoosh", and the three began to shrivel up at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into mummies, and then turned into dust by the forest wind and disappeared completely.

Vasubandhu retracted the blood-stained roots and suddenly shot back towards Zhao Nuo!

Zhao Nuo was completely frightened.

'stop! '

Song Yan stopped him sternly in his consciousness.

Poxu Yuzhuang then stopped reluctantly.

Zhao Nuo was so scared that he fell to his knees and said in a trembling voice: "Lao. Lao Shi, you don't... you... I didn't see anything, I..."

He was so scared that his pants were wet.

Song Yan raised his hand and called for the three people's storage bags. After a brief inspection, he removed the tracking aura from them. Then he squatted down and stuffed Zhao Nuo's storage bag into his hand, saying, "Fatty, practice well!"

Zhao Nuo raised his hand in astonishment, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, and said: "Shi"

Song Yan said: "I am also very happy with our time together, but it's time to end it now."

After saying this, Song Yan put away her graceful jade makeup and flew away.

Zhao Nuo was stunned for a long time before he took the storage bag and left with a complicated expression. After he entered the territory of Xunxian Valley, his body suddenly stiffened and he felt a strange sense of loss in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important, but soon he returned to normal.

(End of this chapter)