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

This absurd contrast brings an indescribable sadness.

Thinking of the contents recorded in the jade slip, Anle sighed in his heart and then spoke.

"Hello, Senior Kong."

Hearing this name, the woman's heart was stirred slightly.

"You recognize me?"

Anle replied: "I have read your jade slip."

"Jade slips..."

The woman was silent for a long time, and then she looked Anle up and down for a while, and suddenly chuckled: "Interesting, I didn't expect to see someone like you again after so many years."

"Come for a walk with me!"

After saying that, she gently extended her hand to Anle.

Before Anle could think of resisting, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed.

******

It seemed like just a breath.

The ghost-faced man and the woman in front of Sana disappeared, as if they had never appeared, and the surroundings turned into the devastated ruins again.

As the terrifying pressure dissipated, Sana let out a breath and her whole body suddenly relaxed.

"Hooah...hooah..."

Sana was breathing heavily and her whole body was wet, like a drowning person who had just been rescued from the water.

After a long time, Sana finally came to her senses, with a flash of fear in her eyes: "I can't be wrong, she is the owner of this cave, the immortal cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage!"

"But isn't she dead?"

"It's just a remnant soul, an evil spirit, is it so scary?"

Sana thought again about the conversation between the woman and the ghost-faced man. Due to the interference of the secret power, she could not hear what the two were talking about.

But the ghost-faced man's calm performance still made Sana admire him and feel inferior to him.

Carefully recalling the woman's behavior after she appeared, Sana was suddenly stunned.

She discovered one thing...

From beginning to end, it seemed that there was only the ghost-faced man in the woman's eyes!

"This……"

Sana was a little confused: "Could it be that there is some kind of connection between them?"

Putting aside this doubt for the moment, Sana looked at the deep pit on the rock wall and couldn't help frowning.

"Dammit, let him get away!"

The deep pit was empty except for some bloodstains that had not yet dried.

******

On a trail.

Wu Quan fled at high speed, dragging his wounded body.

At the critical moment of life and death, out of a strong desire to survive, he burst out with unprecedented potential and escaped while Sana's attention was attracted by the mysterious woman.

The injuries he suffered were extremely severe. He had countless broken bones, ruptured internal organs, and felt excruciating pain all over his body.

If it weren't for the strong vitality of a fifth-level warrior, he would have been beaten to death by Anle long ago.

Wu Quan thought bitterly after swallowing a life-extending pill.

"Sanna! The ghost-faced man!"

"You wait!"

The hatred on Wu Quan's face almost turned into reality. He had never been in such a dangerous situation before.

When he thought of the ghost-faced man, he actually felt a little frightened. When he was hit continuously by heavy punches just now, Wu Quan really felt like he was going to be beaten to death, which completely formed a psychological trauma.

"What's there to be afraid of!"

Wu Quan gritted his teeth and consoled himself: "Wait until I meet up with the other thousand households, wait until I return to the Zhenling Division, I want you to...lose your life!"

Until this point, he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

Wu Quan had countless dark thoughts in his mind, but he didn't realize that -

At the end of the path, a child's face showed an innocent smile.

"Big brother……"

******

at the same time.

The scenery around Anle stopped changing, and he was able to see clearly where he was.

This seems to be a small attic. The furnishings around it are antique and have a unique charm. The style is elegant and indifferent, just like this woman in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

There is a long scroll hanging on the wall, which depicts a magnificent ink-and-wash landscape.

Although Anle's aesthetic level is very limited, he can still appreciate the charm of this painting and the elegant taste of the owner of this attic.

Looking up, I saw the woman in Taoist robes leaning against the window, looking out into the distance, as if reminiscing about the past.

The beauty of the woman alone is several times greater than the painting next to it.

To be honest, before meeting her, Anle had never thought that a cultivator who had killed so many warriors and refined human puppets would be such a woman with such an elegant temperament.

In the jade slip, the woman called herself "Kong Dao Ren."

Taoist Kong asked calmly, "Are there still cultivators like you in the current Great Tai Dynasty?"

With her keen eyesight, she could naturally see Anle's way of practicing both immortality and martial arts.

"There's some left."

Anle told the truth: "But most of them hide in the deep mountains and old forests. Once they show up, they will be surrounded and hunted by the Spirit Suppression Department."

"Spirit Suppression Division..."

Sora said the name and smiled sarcastically.

"It seems that Taia has succeeded."

Anle's heart trembled. If he remembered correctly, "Tia" was the name of the current Divine Emperor.

"Since you have read the jade slip, you should know why he did this, right?"

An Le nodded and said, "The key lies in... the spiritual vein!"

In fact, after coming to the Datai Divine Dynasty, Anle has always had a question in his mind.

"Why doesn't the Great Tai Dynasty have spiritual stones?"

Mundane items like gold and silver have extremely low purchasing power under the rule of Taixu Palace, but they are used as currency in the Datai Divine Dynasty.

This is obviously not normal.

Later on, Anle found out that not only were there no spiritual stones, but the Da Tai Divine Dynasty didn't even have any spiritual veins!

Chapter 236 You are... a divine evil!

As we all know, wherever there is a strong concentration of spiritual energy, spiritual veins will be born.

There is spiritual energy in the Da Tai Divine Dynasty, so how come there is not even a single spiritual vein?

Besides, the former Great Tai Divine Dynasty also had quite prosperous immortal cultivation sects. They must have relied on spiritual veins, right?

Anle's questions were answered in the jade slips left by Taoist Kong.

However, the content recorded in the jade slip is limited, and Anle still has many doubts in his mind.

He asked Kong Dao Ren: "The Divine Emperor destroyed all the spiritual veins. Why did he do this?"

"Rather than destroying it, it's better to say..."

Taoist Kong opened his cherry lips and uttered a word that was extremely familiar to cultivators.

"Refining."

After a short pause, Taoist Kong sighed: "I taught him too well."

Her gaze was still outside the window, but her sight did not fall on the withered scenery. Instead, it was as if she had crossed hundreds of years and saw her former self, and... the young child beside her.

******

At that time, he was not yet the supreme God-Emperor, but just an ordinary prince.

"I've met senior sister."

The boy followed beside his master, peeking at her timidly, his voice as soft as a mosquito's.

The master said coldly: "Akong, from now on, he is your junior fellow apprentice, you must teach him well."

Although the boy was a prince, his mother was not favored, so he was not valued among the royal family. That's why he was forced into the Taoist sect by the previous God Emperor, who wanted him to learn some immortal methods to cultivate his body and mind.

In a trance, the young child grew into a teenager, following her around all day long, like a little follower.

"Senior Sister, I have reached the fifth level of Qi training!"

"Senior sister, look, I have learned the aura technique!"

"Senior sister, this is the elixir that my father gave me. Take it."

She would usually just respond indifferently to the boy's excitement.

"it is good."

Because the master disliked the royal family, and the young man had limited talent in cultivating immortals, he was almost left alone. It was she, the senior sister, who took on the responsibility of teaching, and the two of them became increasingly close.

She gradually got used to the existence of this follower around her, and if one day she didn't hear the call of "Senior Sister", she would actually feel a little lonely.

It seemed like just a blink of an eye and the boy turned into a young man.

The young man did have limited talent in cultivating immortals, but he was a genius in martial arts. He quickly showed his potential and became a new generation of powerful man who practiced both immortals and martial arts.

As their strength grows, their ambitions also grow.

It's like a monster trapped in a cage, just waiting for the day to break free.

That day, the young man stood in front of her, wearing tight clothes, looking high-spirited and with a heroic temperament.

"I want to sit on the throne."

The young man stretched out his hand, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Please help me, Senior Sister!"

And she just responded as usual: "Okay."

She could not remember the subsequent scenes clearly. She only remembered the shaking bed, the blood of the enemy, and the death of her master...

In order to help the young man seize the throne, she seemed to have killed many people and suffered countless assassination attempts.

The overt and covert conspiracies and intrigues are just annoying.

But in the end, with the help of her entire sect, she succeeded.

The young man sat on the supreme throne as he wished, above all the officials in the court, looking down on all living beings from high above.

But since the day the young man became the Divine Emperor, she suddenly felt that the figure... seemed to be becoming more and more unfamiliar.

She didn't want to get involved in those disputes anymore, so she hid in the mountains and practiced in silence.

There is no time in the mountains, I don’t know how much time has passed.

Until one day, her master's uncle came to her and told her that the Divine Emperor had issued a decree to "demote the immortals and honor the martial arts."

Her first reaction was naturally disbelief.

But before she could go find the Divine Emperor, the mountain where the sect was located was surrounded by a large number of warriors. They killed any cultivator they saw, even children and women.

The wildfire burned for three days and three nights, and the blood dyed the soil red.