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The contestants and judges stood obediently in a neat row, looking up at the murals behind the main hall.

The Grand Elder of the Medicine King Sect sighed and said softly, "I heard that before his death, the abbot of Wuxiang Temple inscribed a unique Heart Sutra on this mural."

The Heart Sutra may not be of the highest quality, but it is still a rare and precious treasure passed down through generations.

"That inherent nature of righteousness is something that demons cannot cultivate."

The Grand Elder could roughly guess what had happened back then, and sighed repeatedly: "Those demons would rather destroy this place."

"..."

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect shared the same sentiment, saying, "Over the years, the demon race has destroyed quite a lot of things."

Not only was the Heart Sutra, which embodies the will of righteousness, completely crossed out, but the demons also left their own standard in the very center, clearly a provocation.

Not only the referees, but even the spectators were angry: "The Musou Temple was perfectly fine, but it's been ruined like this. Those demons really deserve to die."

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect sighed deeply: "I really didn't expect that Wuxiang Temple, by going down the river with you, would actually discover such an unexpected gain."

Everything underwater seemed still; the blood was still there, the sword marks were still there, and the scattered fragments of the Buddha statue were still there, as if the war had just ended.

They were all people who had experienced that war and knew its cruelty. At this moment, the memories in their minds gradually transformed into countless images, connecting with the scratches and blood on the wall.

He wished he could rush back in time and tear those demons to pieces.

Only those who have experienced it firsthand can express such profound feelings.

Yunxi obediently took two steps forward, tiptoed, and carefully touched the scratches on the mural.

She had no memory of that war and was not qualified to comment at the time, so she could only frown in grievance and grumble, "So ugly."

That demon symbol is drawn so ugly!

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect raised an eyebrow, and saw the little girl take out several exquisite knives from her treasure space and busily work around the demon statue.

"?"

Although the sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect seemed to be enjoying himself, in all honesty, if the identities of the others were reversed and he were the contestant, from Yun Xi's perspective, he wouldn't have done such a futile effort.

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect said softly, "It's no use. The Heart Sutra is destroyed. Even if we wanted to remedy it, we wouldn't know how."

"Instead of wasting time here, let's walk further and see if there are any treasures left behind."

Logically speaking, a normal person would do as he expected when venturing into a secret realm.

This little girl is really being a bit unreasonable.

She didn't know anything about the Heart Sutra, nor did she intend to salvage the mural. Instead, she jumped around and destroyed the demon insignia and the incomplete Heart Sutra, completely altering it into the appearance of a smug child.

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "???"

"You're being a little disrespectful to this place, aren't you?" the Fenglei Sect Master couldn't help but question.

Yunxi paused for a moment and tilted her head.

Indeed, she belatedly realized that it was somewhat inappropriate for a child like her to be placed in the center of the mural.

The young girl turned the knife and began to modify it again.

This time, what appeared in the middle was a giant stick figure.

"..."

Xie Mo's lips twitched, and he asked, "Who is this?"

"Me! Me! Me!" Qi Jue raised his hand enthusiastically.

It's not that the mural depicts him,

The boy ran to the side, picked up Du'e, pointed to the extra-long piece of paper drawn in the stick figure's hand, and used Du'e to write the word "Rules" at the top of the paper.

Xie Mo's head instantly lit up with surprise. "Oh, it's the Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect."

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "???"

Yunxi's drawing was recognized, and the child shyly scratched the back of his head: "It's just so-so, so-so."

Yunxi: I do not accept commissioned articles and I do not consider taking on apprentices.

At that time, on the wall of Wuxiang Temple above, a group of talisman cultivators faced a mess of murals and began to bang their heads against the wall.

Suspecting she was hallucinating from hitting the wall, Chu Ling covered her forehead, tears welling in her eyes, and said, "I think I saw Grandma."

"?"

Qin Huan nudged her: "What great-grandmother? This looks obviously like... Mom, what is this?"

As everyone watched, the wall pattern they had painstakingly painted several times suddenly changed and was replaced by another one.

Lu Qiwu stroked his chin and sighed, "He looks quite like the sect leader of the Fenglei Sect."

Qin Huan: "???"

audience:"????"

The audience had the clearest view, having witnessed the bodies being burned and the wounded above successfully leaving.

Now that Yunxi has changed the mural, the task of the talisman cultivator above has also changed.

"This trial..."

One audience member's eyes lit up: "This looks like so much fun!"

Following the sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect, another stick figure appeared next to the giant stick figure, holding a pair of brightly colored underwear.

The underwear does look quite like underwear, but the stick figure is a bit too abstract.

Fortunately, Lu Qiwu had a keen eye and recognized the "pig": "This is the Sect Master of the Lingxiao Sect!"

Lu Qiwu gave himself a thumbs up: "It must have been drawn by Yun Xi."

Lin Wuwang, who was passing by, couldn't help but stop and ask, "How did you figure that out?"

Lu Qiwu said, "The cannon blueprints that Yunxi drew for Yue Rou were drawn in this style."

Lin Wuwang: "!!!"

Lin Wuwang remained silent for a few seconds, then had to praise Yue Rou, saying, "Yue Rou is a genius too!"

"Achoo~"

Yue Rou sneezed in the snowdrift, pitifully rubbed her nose, completely unaware of what was happening on Fu Xiu's side, and continued to obediently build a house with snow. The other Qi cultivators seemed to be playing house on the snow, appearing exceptionally friendly.

The Grand Elder of the Medicine King Sect, who always held the recording stone, gave the Wind and Thunder Sect Master a strange look.

The three referees crouched in the corner and began to sneakily observe the photo stone on the other side.

It was discovered that due to Yunxi's unorthodox actions, the progress of the talisman cultivation had changed, and everything seemed to be moving in the right direction.

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect frowned, realizing it was inappropriate to interrupt Yun Xi at this point, but still didn't understand: "What's the reason?"

The sect leader of the Fenglei Sect couldn't help but criticize, "The murals in this main hall were carefully preserved by countless monks of Wuxiang Temple over the years."

"She turned the mural into a portrait, and it was so ugly..."

"What's the difference between this and altering someone's tombstone?"

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect truly didn't understand, but ironically, this seemingly incomprehensible little action was recognized by the Wuxiang Temple Secret Realm, and thus quietly advanced the mission's progress.

The Grand Elder of the Medicine King Sect patted him on the shoulder and comforted him in a friendly manner: "Perhaps you're getting old."

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "???"

Even though the old man opposite him was about the same age, or even a few years older, the Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect found his words particularly grating, and pouted in grievance: "Then tell me, why is all this happening?"