Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 23. The Beggar Who Froze to Death in the North of the City

When the first drop of rain fell on the earth, the ground in Shangyujing began to shake.

Li Qingcao knew things were going badly.

"Leave Shangyujing immediately!!!"

It's already too late.

The black rain falling from the sky, upon touching a cultivator, seemed to take root and completely entangle them.

The black energy is using the cultivators as nourishment, absorbing their power in order to break free from its seal.

Even with her extraordinary cultivation, Li Qingcao was now entangled by the rooted black energy.

His vision went black.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that rainy night more than 20 years ago.

This was before he entered the path of immortality, when he was a beggar in the mortal world.

This was the nightmare he least wanted to recall.

The woman he loved married into an official family, and he was persecuted and turned into a beggar.

This black rain will relive the most embarrassing moments of the past, and if one cannot break free, one will be sucked to death by the black mist.

Not far away on the other side, on the stone bridge beside Liuqing Lake, a woman slowly walked by with an oil-paper umbrella. Rain hit the umbrella, but because the umbrella ribs were strong and powerful, they could not destroy the umbrella surface.

The girl's embroidered shoes touched the water as she lightly walked on the stone steps.

Even the mighty black rain could not dampen the girl's clothes in the slightest.

Because of this.

Since the girl began practicing Taoism, nothing has been able to affect her state of mind.

A heart as clear as a crystal mirror remains untouched by dust.

The Imperial Advisor stared in disbelief at the scene, also enveloped in black rain: "Your Highness, what is this!?"

Su Youwan reached out and caught a raindrop. The black rain made her skin appear even whiter: "Rain of Desire Demons. Someone has released the Great Demon. This rain is released by the Great Demon to collect inner demons in order to break the seal."

"Big devil? Big devil!?"

The Imperial Advisor only knew that the Demon-Suppressing Sword could suppress demons, but he did not know that the demons it suppressed were so ferocious that they could affect the entire Shangyujing even before they were fully unsealed.

He said bitterly, "My dynasty is finished."

"why?"

Su Youwan's voice was like a feather.

As the Imperial Preceptor was about to lose consciousness and be dragged into a nightmare, he mustered all his strength to say, "The capital city is going to be destroyed, and the people of our dynasty will be destroyed!"

He was dragged into a nightmare.

"Our people will be safe."

Su Youwan stood on the long blue stone bridge, watching the black rain fall. She jumped onto the raft in the lake, her hairpin swaying gently with her: "This rain will only harm cultivators, not ordinary people."

Just as mortals are not corrupted by lust.

Those without cultivation will not be entangled by the black rain, nor will it become nourishment.

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How to do it?

Lu Changyuan was thinking about this problem.

Black Rain only absorbs those with cultivation, so how does that apply to Xia Lianxue?
The answer is at hand.

Xia Lianxue was caught off guard by a little rain and was thus dragged into a nightmare. The black rain surrounded her, but it could not hurt her.

She was a nun.

But he has no cultivation level.

Stuck here.

Lu Changyuan was unaffected, and even a little sleepy. No inner demons in the world could invade him.

The "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" circulated, and Lu Changyuan pointed a finger at Xia Lianxue's forehead.

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A thousand miles of ice and snow, ten thousand miles of silence.

All that remained between heaven and earth was an endless expanse of white.

This is a continuous mountain range, a death-stricken, icy hell.

Where is this?

Lu Changyuan knew about Xia Lianxue's past, but he didn't know which period of Xia Lianxue's life this referred to.

Someone strolled by, leaving footprints in the soft snow. The person seemed to be searching for something, but couldn't find it: "Where? Where is it?"

Lu Changyuan watched this scene and guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

That is the Cold Water Immortal.

Because this person was wearing an old-fashioned white robe that Lu Changyuan could never forget—the Taoist robe of the Feather Moon Immortal Palace, but the hem of this person's Taoist robe was embroidered with the same pure lotus as that of the Cold-Clothed True Man that day.

The Cold Water Immortal suddenly rose up, searching for something in mid-air.

call!
A cold wind suddenly blew in, and night abruptly fell, with indistinct murmurs whistling in my ears.

"Stop making noise!"

Master Hanshui drew his sword, and with one strike, the wind and moon ceased to howl, the mountains and rivers stopped moving, and even the avalanche stopped.

The power of Kaiyang in the Six Realms is evident.

She walked on and on, oblivious to everything around her.

A sliver of starlight suddenly appeared in the distance.

Master Han Shui breathed a sigh of relief: "Found it!"

Suddenly, countless stone sculptures appeared before my eyes. Strangely, these stone sculptures had green faces and fangs, and were hideous, but they were all bowing in one direction.

A sound came from ahead, a muffled, eerie, and completely incomprehensible voice.

"Snow Demon".

Master Hanshui saw that in front of countless stone sculptures, there was a group of snow demons kneeling and worshipping something.

These snow demons are dying.

They kept bowing and kowtowing until they died, and finally petrified into stone sculptures at an incredibly fast speed.

Violent! ! !
Seemingly sensing the arrival of Master Hanshui, the group of snow demons pounced, as if to bite Master Hanshui.

With a single sword strike, the world became clear and bright.

Master Han Shui landed and walked to the stone tablet where the snow demons were kneeling.

Don't wait until the road is long and look closely.

The scene before my eyes vanished like an illusion, only to quickly solidify again.

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The ethereal snow once again mercilessly blanketed the earth, and another winter arrived.

When Lu Changyuan opened his eyes, he saw a city covered in snow. The passageways inside the city were all white, and the cold wind howled past, stinging people's faces. However, there was some warmth in the rice shop on the edge of the city. Upon closer inspection, he saw that someone had lit a brazier, and warm air was blowing out of the rice shop.

Someone said, "Several beggars froze to death in the north of the city."

"Shopkeeper, if he's dead, he's dead. Isn't it the same every winter?"

"That's true, it's better that the beggar is dead, so he won't make a fuss in front of my door."

Immortals are unaware of spring and summer, but mortals know autumn and winter.

Lu Changyuan looked at the rice shop owner and his assistant, who were dressed warmly, and their words no longer treated beggars like human beings.

This has always been the way of the world.

It is said that immortals do not regard mortals as human beings.

But when ordinary people have power, or even just a little money, they consistently treat those who are inferior to them as less than human.

“I’ll buy all the rice in your shop and distribute it to those beggars. I’ll also buy some charcoal for them to keep warm. I am a true disciple of Miaoyu Palace, so don’t try to cheat me.”

Someone came along and dropped a bag of things.

That was Xia Lianxue. She wasn't wearing a veil; her eyebrows were soft and curved, like a fairy in the snow.

A woman said, "Why does Senior Sister pity mortals? Mortals have their own destiny."

Unexpectedly, Xia Lianxue simply shook her head: "Do as much as you can."

"Senior Sister is exceptionally talented, extremely beautiful, and now so kind-hearted. If the few male disciples in the palace knew this, we would have absolutely no chance."

Xia Lianxue smiled helplessly.

She knew, of course, that she was beautiful. Since she came of age, she practiced swordsmanship by the lake every day, and many people would secretly watch her, mostly female disciples, but even more male disciples.

However, the female disciple would always chase the male disciple away before approaching her to ask her about swordsmanship.

She was indifferent by nature and had no interest in matters between men and women, so she taught swordsmanship seriously to both men and women.

Another person said, "We never had a chance to begin with. Half of the male disciples were eyeing Senior Sister Xue, and the other half were eyeing Senior Sister Yuehan."

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