Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

It was almost time, and he opened the panel with ease.

【Begin deduction! 】

Chapter 219 Is She the Master's Wife?

"call--"

Anle let out a breath, with the fear of being killed still lingering in his eyes.

Even to this day, he has died countless times in simulations, but he still cannot remain calm every time he faces death.

There is great terror between life and death!

The simulation ended faster than Anle expected.

On the third day of the simulation, when Anle and Ye Ling'er were about to return to Baoqi County, three warriors of the fifth realm suddenly appeared and launched a sneak attack.

Even though Ye Ling'er has recovered most of her memory now, her strength is still far from her peak state.

As Anle is a Half-Step Yangyan, he might be able to defeat a Fifth Realm cultivator.

But the three of them attacked at the same time, and he was unintentional, and his luck was a bit bad, so he was ultimately unable to escape.

"Is this the true strength of the fifth realm?"

Anle recalled the memories of fighting with the enemy. The Yang Domain displayed by the opponent was indeed extremely powerful, and it was a completely different system of ability from the Taoist methods used by the Nascent Soul cultivators.

Everyone's Yang domain has different characteristics.

Caught off guard, even Anle suffered a great loss.

Of course, Anle is more concerned about——

"How did they find me? And how could they track me down and ambush me in advance?"

From the clothes of those three people, Anle could easily tell that they were from the Zhenling Division, and held the position of at least a thousand households.

If he had attacked him by chance, Anle could still understand it, but the situation at that time was clearly a premeditated attack!

"Could it be... that my identity has been exposed?"

Anle touched his chin, doubts arose in his mind.

Whether he was suppressing the crowd with the guise of the ghost-masked man or rescuing Ye Ling'er later, An Le never showed up with his real identity. According to common sense, the Zhenling Division should not be able to track him.

But we cannot rule out the possibility that they used some mysterious means.

Moreover, if it were just these two things, would it really be worth it for three fifth-level warriors to take action?

"During the fight, those three seemed to call me... a traitor?"

Anle suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind and was shocked.

"Is it the finger bone of Master?"

During the simulation, Anle asked Ye Ling'er to try to contact Gu Shanshan, but encountered invisible resistance, as if the signal between the two places was cut off, and finally ended in failure.

And if it was the vibration generated by the use of the finger bones that attracted the strong men from the Zhenling Division, then everything would make sense.

"So that's what happened."

Anle thought about the half sentence that Master hadn't finished saying, and he understood.

Come to think of it, this method of connecting across two regions will definitely have considerable risks.

If Anle didn't have the deduction panel, he would probably have suffered a lot.

It is naturally a good thing to discover it in advance.

"I just don't know if they have already set their sights on us..."

With a cautious attitude, Anle immediately knocked on the door of the next room: "Senior Sister, wake up!"

Ye Ling'er was sleeping soundly, with drool dripping from her mouth. I wonder what delicious food she was eating in her dream.

When she didn't speak during the day, she looked quite quiet and gentle, like a fairy who had fallen from heaven to earth, with a good image and temperament. But her current sleeping posture... was really not flattering, and saying that she was "untidy" was praising her too much.

Being suddenly called by Anle, Ye Ling'er was still confused for a moment, and asked: "Junior brother, what's wrong?"

"Is dinner ready?"

At this moment, she couldn't help but let out a light "Huh?"

"Junior brother, you..."

Ye Ling'er blinked, feeling very surprised.

With her keen eyesight, she could naturally see the transformation that had taken place in Anle.

In Ye Ling'er's eyes, Anle now seemed like a dazzling sun, emitting blazing light and heat all the time. However, unlike the previous one that was filled with aggressive energy and blood, it was not aggressive at all, but had a boundless and nourishing temperament.

Just by standing in front of her junior brother, Ye Ling'er could smell an exceptionally strong vitality, which made her subconsciously want to get closer to him.

This energy and blood even made Ye Ling'er feel a sense of crisis.

She was surprised and thought to herself, "Could it be that Junior Brother's strength is almost catching up with mine?"

"But I just took a nap!"

Ye Ling'er was quite unbelievable, and a look of shock appeared on her face.

How come Anle's energy and blood suddenly increased so much just in the time it took him to close his eyes and open them?

In addition, Ye Ling'er also noticed other abnormalities.

"Junior brother, what are those lines on your body...?"

"I'll explain it to you later on the way."

Anle said: "The situation is urgent, we have to leave here quickly."

Although Ye Ling'er didn't understand why, her trust in her junior brother made her do it unconditionally.

******

Noon the next day.

After traveling day and night, the two men arrived directly in Baoqi County without stopping.

They had a safe journey and only encountered some wild warriors and monsters, so they managed to avoid the crisis.

After returning to Baoqi County, Anle first went back to the hill where the Taoist temple was located to find his two disciples.

The scene on the mountain was not much different from when he left.

The vegetation and trees are becoming more lush and deep, and the winding paths are leading to nowhere in the forest, revealing a deep and secluded atmosphere.

After so many days, there are still occasional mortals and warriors visiting the mountain, wanting to see "Old Immortal Wuxu".

Even though Immortal Wuxu has not appeared in recent times, in the small place of Baoqi County, his reputation has become more and more famous through word of mouth, and has even evolved into a strange appearance.

An old woman with gray hair was staggering along the road.

A warrior with ordinary appearance nearby asked curiously: "Old man, what are you doing here?"

The old woman looked at him with fear and trepidation, and said honestly, "I heard from the villagers that there is an old immortal in this mountain who is very effective."

"I want my daughter-in-law to give birth to two more big fat boys, so I came here to pray."

The warrior had a strange expression on his face: "Old Immortal Wuxu, you shouldn't care about this, right?"

Hearing this, the old woman glanced at him with a bit of disdain: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. There are many people in our village who have prayed for success!"

"This old immortal is really powerful!"

After saying that, the old woman turned and walked away, still muttering things like "Sincerity is the key to success" and "Immortal Wuxu has boundless power."

Seeing this scene, Ye Ling'er was very curious: "Junior brother, who is this Wuxu Immortal?"

"It sounds so powerful! Is he really an immortal?"

Anle: “…It’s me.”

After hearing the conversation just now, he felt very strange.

Even Anle himself didn't know that he had the ability to bring "many children and good fortune".

It sounds a bit outrageous at first, but on second thought, it is normal.

Due to Anle's previous deeds and the strength he displayed, many rumors were born. When these legends were heard by mortals, in their opinion, the old immortal Wuxu was no longer a warrior, but an illusory existence like a god, omnipotent. What did it matter if he had a few more fat boys?

This is the same reason why mortals under the jurisdiction of Taixu Palace regard some cultivators as "immortals".

Ye Ling'er didn't pay any attention to these little things.

She asked curiously at first, but after hearing Anle's answer, her interest immediately dissipated: "Oh..."

Ye Ling'er said with emotion: "Little Junior Brother, you have so many identities!"

"What is this, the ghost-faced man, the jade-faced scholar, or the immortal Wuxu..."

She counted on her fingers, "I've heard people say these names several times, and I thought they were some powerful people, but it turns out they're all you!"

Anle sighed, "The situation is so pressing, there is no other way."

At this time, Ye Ling'er asked curiously: "By the way, Junior Brother, can you really bless them with many children and grandchildren?"

"That's amazing, how did you do that?"

Anle: “I can’t!”

******

After chatting for a while.

The two walked up the mountain road and soon arrived at the old Taoist temple.

Seeing that the restrictions set up around the Taoist temple were still intact, Anle breathed a sigh of relief.

Honestly speaking, Anle was a little worried that during his absence, some reckless people might break into the Taoist temple and harm the two disciples.

But now it seems that the reputation he had established before was too fierce, enough to intimidate a group of villains.

Before Anle and the other person walked into the temple, a young voice shouted.

"Who is coming?"

"How dare you trespass into Wuxu Temple?"

Anle was amazed: "Wuxuguan?"

He didn't remember giving this Taoist temple a name.

Then, a slender young man walked out of the door and looked coldly at the two people outside.

The boy stood straight, like a sword drawn from its sheath. Although his face was childish, he was fearless and had the unique sharpness of a warrior.

He held a scarlet spear in his hand, and the sound of a phoenix could be heard faintly.

If this isn’t Yin Feichen, then who else could it be?

But compared to him a dozen days ago, the boy now has more vigorous energy and his body is slightly flushed with red armor.

This is exactly the characteristic of the third realm, the overflow of qi and blood.

And judging from Yin Feichen's body posture, he must have experienced several actual combats in these days. His every move has become more sophisticated, and he is no longer a beginner in martial arts.

For a warrior, having qi and blood alone is far from enough.

Only by tempering your courage and studying fighting techniques in actual combat can you exert your full strength when facing the enemy.

An Le secretly admired: "In such a short time, he has made such progress. It's not wrong to call him a 'martial arts genius'."

"You are worthy of being my chosen disciple."

Thinking of this, he had other ideas and did not reveal his true appearance at the first moment.

While he was observing Yin Feichen, the young man was also carefully examining the two uninvited guests in front of him.

The man had a fair complexion, handsome features, and an air of scholarliness.

It might be more appropriate if you hold an ancient book or a white jade folding fan.

On the surface, he seemed to be a weak scholar who could be blown down by a gust of wind.

But even with Yin Feichen's not particularly sharp perception, he could sense that beneath that frail skin, there was a terrifying existence that was more terrifying than demons and more vast than the ocean. Just getting close to it was like approaching an abyss.