Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1192 Flying Snow
The Heavenly Boy speaks eloquently.

However, Feixue didn't take it seriously at all, and even found it funny. In her opinion, the First Saint was definitely not as at ease as Tongtian Tongzi said.

The dark color in one's own mind is irrefutable proof.

Of course, this does not mean that the First Saint is easy to deal with; on the contrary, the First Saint has almost no arrogance and does not care about face.

I love taking on challenges that are beyond my level.

Cutting down trees for shade is a common practice.

As a powerful figure, and currently the strongest in the Light Sea, Chu Sheng's style makes him extremely difficult to deal with, and he seems to have no weaknesses.

"Wow."

Unbeknownst to them, the figure of the Heavenly Child had vanished, and the previously stagnant sea of ​​clouds began to flow again, with astonished divine thoughts intertwining within it.

"Where is that person who forced his way through the mountain gate?"

"Hiss! Watch your words!"

Because Lingxiao's clone had just forced his way into the mountain gate, the Holy Sect cultivators, after a brief moment of astonishment, quickly reacted and disappeared without a trace.

Sacred Fire Cliff.

A woman dressed in white landed silently, only to find someone already waiting outside the hall. At first glance, her face was ordinary, but there was a sharp, indomitable spirit between her brows.
It was Chongguang.

Looking at this disciple who had been reincarnated as a celestial being, True Monarch Feixue's expression relaxed slightly, and then he said calmly, "You came for the [Covering Lamp Fire]?"

The recent turmoil caused by the birth of [Angxiao] has undoubtedly had a significant impact on lower cultivation levels. Not only [Fudeng Fire], but also [Sand in Soil], [White Wax Gold], and [Long Flowing Water], almost all cultivators who correspond to these four Path Fruits and aspire to obtain gold have suffered annihilation.

For example, the Evil-Repelling Master of Jian Ge, and the current Chong Guang.

However, unlike the self-destructive Master Quexie, Chongguang's path to enlightenment was also cut off, but he remained calm, with no trace of frustration or discouragement in his eyes.

'Having high aspirations is better than having none at all.'

Seeing this, True Monarch Feixue was quite pleased. Without needing to say more, she understood Chongguang's thoughts and immediately said, "The overseas immortal alliance might be worth a try."

"Thank you, Zhenjun."

After watching Chongguang leave, True Monarch Feixue withdrew her gaze. Chongguang had a path to contend for, and so did she. In the eyes of the Dao Lord, they were no different.

She entered the palace, and behind her came the muffled sound of the door closing. The mysterious sealing plunged the entire hall into a dark and impenetrable gloom. However, she knew very well that this concealment was no match for the tiny figure standing at the very top of the sea of ​​light, always gazing at her.

She sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

His consciousness surged, his soul solidified, and ignoring the dark colors so close at hand, he began his cultivation as usual, letting his turbulent thoughts collide.

In the collision, divine thoughts perished and were reborn one after another.

During this process, a faint divine thought, which was highly anticipated by True Monarch Feixue, flew into the dark color and lost its connection with the main body.

[The Human World].

As his Foundation Establishment clone self-destructed, Ling Xiao's consciousness returned to his true form. He looked at Lü Yang beside him, and without saying a word, sent out a divine thought.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Lü Yang immediately grasped the ins and outs of his meeting with the First Sage.

His expression visibly turned serious.

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist should understand what I am thinking."

Ling Xiao's expression turned solemn as he turned to look at Lü Yang and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, do you think it's possible that the nameless Dao Master is actually a Primordial Saint?"

This is a very bold guess.

Lu Yang understood that it was indeed frightening that the First Sage had seen through the substitution trick so easily and even detected his own existence.

But still the same sentence.

"He's cheating."

Lu Yang shook his head: "So far, I have not actually shown my face, so he absolutely cannot determine my identity; at most, he can only speculate."

Judging others by his own standards, he could deduce some of the logic of the primordial sage. "At that time, he asked his fellow Daoist to first attain enlightenment and reach the other shore before answering his questions. In fact, he had no sincerity, but rather it was a verbal test."

"Generally speaking, no one can refuse this condition."

The condition for becoming a primordial saint is that you attain enlightenment, then tell me who the Dao Master behind you is, I will kill him, and then you will take his place. It sounds pretty good.

However, Ling Xiao refused.

Why refuse?
“Two reasons.” Lü Yang fully adopted the perspective of the initial saint and held up two fingers, saying, “First, the Dao Lord should theoretically be unkillable.”

After speaking, Lü Yang looked at Ling Xiao:
"This is where you made a mistake, fellow Daoist."

"You should ask him directly, question the First Saint, and make him give a reasonable explanation. He should be prepared for this."

"But you didn't even ask, fellow Daoist."

As the strongest being in the Light Sea, Chu Sheng has clearly stated that he can kill Dao Zhu, which conflicts with the information you possess, yet you haven't even asked a single question.

This is the point of contention.

It's practically like telling the Sage openly: whether you can kill the Dao Lord or not, my decision will not change. That's a huge problem.

Lu Yang's words caused Ling Xiao's expression to change slightly.

'Miscalculation'

Living in the underworld for so long has made him quite dull. He started a game of Dao Lord without even having recovered, which resulted in him not performing well.

“Based on this, the First Saints Association should naturally consider another reason.” Lu Yang retracted his second finger: “Why are you so determined to consider the worst-case scenario? An answer immediately comes to mind: the person behind you is not the Dao Lord, and killing him will not make way for you.”

That's why the sage first probed with the next sentence.

[So that's how it is. Not a Dao Master, but a lower-level cultivator.]

Fortunately, this time Ling Xiao used the innocent expression that the Holy Sect usually used, remaining unchanged in the face of all changes, which turned the tide and prevented them from discovering his true nature.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao let out a long breath.

"I understand. So, fellow Daoist, you believe that the Nameless Daoist Master has nothing to do with the Initial Saint."

"good."

Lu Yang nodded. If the Nameless Daoist Master was indeed a Primordial Saint, then he wouldn't have needed to conduct these tests at all. He should have understood everything after Ling Xiao finished speaking.

However, more importantly, based on the information gathered in previous lives, the original intention of the First Sage was to have Ling Xiao stay in the Underworld and fight Dao Tianqi to the death. It was unlikely that he would let him go to the pseudo-history to prove some kind of [Yin Yang] unorthodox sect, since doing so would really have the possibility of releasing the evil spirits and creating variables.

Just then, Lü Yang suddenly felt a slight stirring in his heart.

'I was touched.'

The [Life-Controlling Transformation] that I had painstakingly left in Fei Xue's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly twitched for no apparent reason. How could it have been unable to hold back so quickly?

Thinking of this, Lü Yang immediately turned his gaze away.

The great river, both upstream and downstream, suddenly lost its surging flow.

Flying Snow True Monarch stood calmly on the river. This was a divine thought of hers, carrying all the memories of her original body, but it had severed all ties with her original body.

Otherwise, she worried about letting a wolf into the house and letting the First Saint discover something amiss.

At this moment, her gaze was fixed on the crimson light before her, until a melodious footstep gradually emerged from within the light.

"Tap, tap, tap"

Along with the footsteps came a soft laugh:
"I thought you wouldn't contact me so soon."

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Feixue did not hesitate at all, immediately bowed and said in a meticulous tone, "Xue Feihong greets Senior."

After speaking, he looked up.

Dazzling light, their gazes met, just as they had once been, but now the roles had reversed.

It was his turn to be on top.

(End of this chapter)