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"maze?"

Ruonv swayed as she rose, without displaying any extraordinary magic. Like an ordinary person, she stepped onto the flowerbed, gripped the wall with both hands, and climbed over to look down at the great formation that Ancestor Hongyun was creating. She said:

"Oh, this is the Taiyin Soul Refining Method, which is a formation that gathers all the tormented souls together as sacrifices to summon the ghostly phantoms to fight."

"The more spirits it sacrifices, the greater its power. There should be more than 200 million spirits on the plains. Flattening the Wilderness Palace shouldn't be too much of a problem. However, with so many corpses and spirits, wouldn't it be more convenient to directly use the Taiyin Metamorphosis to reverse Yin and Yang and manifest the form of the sun?"

"The effect can be even better, and there are no time limits, so you can do whatever you want."

"Oh"

Ruonv leaned against the wall, her eyelids drooping as if she hadn't woken up yet. She mumbled a complaint about the unprofessional choice of techniques by the Old Ancestor Hongyun, but then she seemed to remember something and stopped talking.

Because the Taiyin Soul Refining Method belongs to the Nightmare Suppression Method in the "Soul-Capturing and Spirit-Controlling Records" chapter of the Mysterious Daoist Canon.

The Taiyin Transformation is a legitimate Taoist technique. To learn such a technique, one must join the Star Gazing Sect and undergo rigorous training. It is a legitimate but heretical Taoist technique.

Hmm. It's strange, not sorcery. After all, the leader of the Star Gazing Sect is a Holy Spirit. Anyone who dares to call him a sorcerer over the years will basically be wiped out by the Star Gazing Sect.

The idea that "if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze" is basically a concept belonging to the Guanxingmen lineage.

"Senior, is it appropriate for you to say these things now?" Su Yan glanced sideways at the female drunkard who completely disregarded Ancestor Hongyun, his face full of indignation: "Are you strong?"

From the drunken woman's words, Su Yan could sense that the fairy in front of him must have something special, but since the drunken fairy didn't say anything, Su Yan had no way of knowing what her background was.

"strength?"

Ruonv looked at Su Yan, as if she had guessed something, and her lifeless eyes gradually widened.

"So you're just going to vote? Aren't you going to try to resist? Maybe there are other ways?"

It's not hard to guess what Su Yan wants to do. The reason why Ancestor Hongyun attacked the Wilderness Palace is nothing more than to search for treasures.

Opening the door to let Old Ancestor Hongyun in was definitely not one of Su Yan's choices. Therefore, it can be guessed that Su Yan planned to throw the treasure that Old Ancestor Hongyun was looking for out of the Wilderness Palace and send that witch away.

Seeing that Bai Ze's descendant was so pragmatic, Ruonv felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Was Su Yan's choice wrong? Of course not. After all, the vixen outside was truly too powerful. Nascent Soul cultivators were not even worthy of the word "ant" in front of Hong Yun. At the highest level of adjectives, they could only be described as dust.

But he is a descendant of Bai Ze! Bai Ze! The descendant of that righteous and awe-inspiring great cat!

Shouldn't he have found the treasure of the Wilderness Palace and tried to refine it, or perhaps even dragged the demoness down with him? How could a descendant of Bai Ze be so pragmatic?

"Although I am not happy about it, and I also dislike that heinous witch, I have no choice."

The little fox sighed deeply and said, "We are currently outnumbered, so we can only choose to lie low for now."

"If I had any ability, I would never tolerate that witch Hongyun."

As a vanguard of the cultivation world, Su Yan came to the Immortal Realm for only two purposes: first, to collect the scattered power of Bai Ze at Bai Ze's request; and second, to gather information about the Immortal Realm and resources such as immortal spiritual energy to bring back.

To increase the means of self-protection for one's hometown.

"Senior, please lend a hand."

Su Yan turned over and went into the dojo, trying to lift the instrument that she couldn't lift before.

The strangest items in the Wilderness Palace are definitely the musical instruments in the dojo. Apart from that, there is nothing else worth mentioning in the Wilderness Palace. It is unlikely that the Red Cloud Demoness would go to such great lengths for the leftovers from the garden or the undergarment in the stone building.

"it is good"

Ruonv's lips twitched slightly, and she followed Su Yan's example, turning over onto the platform and looking at the musical instruments inside.

"I really miss the music of those days."

Ruonv came to Su Yan's side, and as she raised her hand to drink, she pretended to be casual and gently blew on the snail-shaped wine pot. The extremely strong aroma of wine lingered in front of Su Yan's nose for a moment.

"?"

Su Yan froze instantly, leaning back and transforming into a stiff little fox, collapsing onto the training ground.

"Fuxi made the zither, Nuwa made the flute. Lianlun played the chime bells, Shennong played the five-stringed zither, while Yinglong and Xuannu were in charge of eating, drinking and having fun. Bai Ze was causing trouble with the Xiqin."

Ruonv looked at the old musical instruments and recalled how they used to meet friends through music and discuss the philosophy of pathology.

Unfortunately, after everyone had a meal and concert here, they all left the Palace of the Wilderness and no one ever came back.

They didn't take their instruments with them, because everyone felt that the matter was bound to succeed and planned to hold a victory banquet at the Wilderness Palace upon their return, so there was no reason for them to leave with their instruments.

Ruonv gently stroked the fifty-stringed zither and sighed softly. This fifty-stringed zither was made by Fuxi and then given to her.

Presumably, what the Old Ancestor Hongyun coveted was this zither made by Fuxi.

"To be honest, it's been quite a while since I, the goddess of music, have touched a musical instrument."

With a flick of her finger, Ruonv loosened the fifty-stringed zither that was firmly fixed to the base.

Although these musical instruments are not sentient, the materials they are made from originated from the chaotic era, and they have always been with the Holy Spirits, possessing a considerable degree of spirituality.

They had been waiting for their master to return. Su Yan was not their master, so naturally he could not move these musical instruments that were placed here waiting for their turn.

"click"

The two large bronze doors slowly opened, and Ruonv, carrying the zither and se on her back, came to the steps. She sat cross-legged on the steps, placed the zither and se on her lap, looked up at the red clouds in the sky, and softly said:

"The treasure you covet must be this zither in my hand, isn't it?"

"If you also understand music, you can try to beat me and win it from my hands."

"Hand over the zither, and I'll spare your lives!" Ancestor Hongyun emerged from the blood-red clouds, his gaze fixed on the zither, and shouted fiercely, "Now! Immediately!"

As the red cloud opened its mouth, the blood-red clouds above the sky, influenced by the Taiyin Soul Refining Array below, gradually began to compress and condense into a human form, and the originally extremely bright red gradually turned into a dark red and purple color.

A crimson cloud adorned the chest of the hundred-meter-tall giant, who gazed longingly at the fifty-stringed zither.

The black-red giant, exuding overwhelming bloodlust, drew a black-red spiral sword resembling a nail from the void. It was a faceless, ghostly phantom. It slowly opened a single vertical pupil, raised its hand, and transformed into a black shadow in front of Ruonv, holding the sword in reverse. It then thrust the sword straight down at the sky above the Wilderness Palace.

"clang--"

Ruonv lowered her eyes, her round, white fingertips lightly touching the strings, her carefully manicured oval fingertips producing a mournful tone.

The black shadowy figure froze in mid-air, gradually revealing its twisting, black-and-red body.

"boom--"

Two hundred and seventy-three million ghosts, along with their blood and spirits, were offered as sacrifices. The ghostly phantoms summoned twisted themselves into a sphere before Ruonv, and then, due to compression, exploded into a sky full of dark red blood rain.

Dark red blood splashed onto the barrier, staining it crimson.

"The fifty-stringed zither and lute sound too mournful. After Fuxi gave them to me, he told me to tinker with them and see if I could produce some light and cheerful melodies."

"As it turns out, it doesn't work." Ruonv looked at the fifty-stringed zither before her and said, "The music it produces now only sounds more lonely and desolate."

"Such mournful music is too cold and harsh." Ruonv slowly raised her head, looking at the red clouds that had fallen into the mud soaked with corpse oil outside the barrier: "Do you like instruments that can only play out sorrow and pain?"

"you"

The red cloud, its face covered in cracks, looked at the woman sitting on the steps, and suddenly a terrifying name of the Heavenly Emperor popped into its head.

The former master of the wilderness of Du Kuang, the goddess of healing with the zither, [the Holy Mother of the Nine Netherworlds].

"."

Seeing that Hongyun remained silent for a long time, Ruonv raised her slender hands and plucked the strings of the zither again. The mournful tone rose again, and the fifty strings extended into the void, causing resonance. Centered on the barrier of the Wilderness Palace, the resonance spread outward, and the space gradually disappeared and dissolved, creating a black void that swallowed the sky and the earth.

Heaven and earth showed signs of decay. The plains of withered corpses on the ground began to dissolve, and the Taiyin land soaked in corpse oil began to collapse. When the sky died, it took away the red aurora sky with it.

Upon seeing this, Old Ancestor Hongyun was so frightened that he fled into the universe in a panic.

In the blink of an eye, the sky, the earth, and everything within them perished.

Only the Wilderness Palace remained, floating above the chaos.

"Clap."

A blood-red ice crystal fell from the chaos onto the steps of the Wilderness Palace, rolling down to Ruonv's feet.

Seeing the signs of the impending destruction of heaven and earth, Ruonv's hand, which had been caressing the fifty-stringed zither, moved slightly, and she placed the zither, which could only play mournful music, into the void.

"Gulp, gulp."

Ruonv took out the snail-shaped wine jug and took a big gulp, then fell straight backward, lying limply on the ground.

At this moment, the chaotic world, freed from the influence of the goddess, began to rapidly recover under the influence of the rules. The sky and the earth reappeared from the chaos, and then mountains and rivers appeared on the blank land.

“Sorrow and grief are not pleasant.” Seeing that the trouble and noise had completely disappeared, Ruonv got drunk again and fell into a deep sleep in front of the palace in the wilderness.

........................

"Hmm?"

After Xihe chased the Golden Crow for two rounds, Su Yan, who had just woken up from a hangover in the dojo, smacked his little fox mouth and subconsciously stretched out his front paws, sticking out his buttocks, ready to stretch out for a long time.

But halfway through the action, the fox, who had been yawning, immediately closed its mouth, its face full of shock. After looking around the dojo, it exclaimed, "How did I get drunk again!"

The wine in the Ruonv wine pot was extremely potent. Both times Su Yan smelled it, he passed out and was left with no time to resist.

Recalling the moment before the blackout, Su Yan looked around the dojo but didn't see any musical instruments. So he jumped off the dojo and ran towards the door.

Did that highly suspicious senior defeat Ancestor Hongyun or hand over all the musical instruments?

As Su Yan thought to himself, just as he reached the door, he saw a strange scene outside through the threshold: a bright and sunny day with a gentle breeze blowing across the grass. When the little fox paws stepped onto the door to support itself, Su Yan saw the Drunken Fairy lying drunk and passed out on the steps.

"Senior? Senior?" Su Yan ran to Ruonv's side and nudged her shoulder, trying to wake her up and ask her about what happened while he was unconscious.

"Ok?"

Ruonv opened her eyes halfway, staring blankly at the smiling little white fox beside her. After a moment's thought, Ruonv raised her left hand and placed the snail-shaped wine pot in front of Su Yan.

"Senior, why did you attack me again?"

Su Yan froze, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted right in front of Ruonv.

"Because you must have many doubts in your heart."

Ruonv raised her head, nestled the stiff Su Yan behind her head, and, resting her head on Su Yan, drank another pot of her own specially brewed immortal wine:

"You rewrite your words in your dream, and then wait until I'm slightly tipsy."

"If I encounter someone I don't want to answer, I can justifiably knock you unconscious."

"Don't ask about things you don't like."

After getting drunk, the man and the fox lay down in front of the Wilderness Palace and fell asleep.

I had promised to update with 8,000 words today.

But after lunch, when I was about to play games with my friends, I felt something was wrong and my hands started to feel sore and numb.