eurekapd Chapter 483: By day, he bravely endured hardship, but by night, the inner demons retaliated even mor
Chapter 483: By day, he bravely endured hardship, but by night, the inner demons retaliated even mor
The faint light sped through the darkness, instantly piercing the thick stone walls of the dungeon and sweeping across the deep passageway.
It was the stream of light transformed from the little spirit mouse that carried Xu Wan's aura...
After a while.
It leaped lightly up the cliff.
My toes brushed against the dew-covered blades of grass, startling a few nightingales that were perched there.
The clouds churned beneath it, and the moonlight spread out like a silver veil, yet it dared not linger for even a moment.
The will of the Nine Yang Immortal is urging it to traverse the thousand-mile sea of clouds.
Along the way, a dark purple barrier suddenly appeared!
That's a restriction from the mountain-protecting formation!
The moment the light touched them, the tips of the gold-embroidered ears suddenly became hot.
The little mouse instinctively curled up, wrapping Xu Wan's lotus seedpod scent tightly in the spiritual light.
The barrier rippled like water, and a crack silently appeared!
It took the opportunity to slip inside, leaving behind a trail of fine stardust.
The Zixiao Palace is suspended above the Nine Heavens Mountain.
The glazed tile roof reflects the essence of the sun and moon!
The bronze wind chimes hanging from the eaves ring out on their own, their sound like clear spring water dripping onto jade chimes.
The hall was shrouded in mist, but it was not ordinary dust or water vapor; rather, it was the purple vapor rising from a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, with the faint shadows of peach branches appearing in the mist.
The Nine Yang Immortal sat upright on an eight-petaled golden lotus platform.
He was dressed in a plain white Taoist robe, with wide sleeves that seemed to cascade like a silver river, and his black hair cascaded down his shoulders like a waterfall.
The hall was brightly lit without candles!
The luminous pearls embedded in the dome cast a soft light, making the whisk lying across his lap glow with a warm luster.
Two young Taoist boys stood respectfully on either side with their heads bowed.
The incense sticks held between the fingertips were rising in wisps of smoke, forming the four characters "Dao Fa Zi Ran" (The Way Follows Nature).
Inside the bronze tripod at the corner of the palace.
The smoke from burning agarwood transforms into the shape of a dragon, swirling and lingering.
Whoosh!
Golden light suddenly fell from the skylight on the roof of the palace, condensing into a snow-white mouse in front of the golden lotus platform.
Its front paws trembled slightly as it knelt down in a gesture of respect.
Without opening his eyes, Master Jiuyang lightly swept his whisk, and a warm current enveloped the little spirit mouse:
"Thank you for your help, Shadow Whistle."
The words have not yet been spoken!
The little mouse's ear tips suddenly lit up with golden patterns, and a beam of light burst forth from its forehead, transforming into a light and shadow ten feet high!
This is a scene depicting Xu Wan's cultivation in the dungeon.
In the light and shadow.
The unwavering strength of her fingertips as they pierced the Guanyuan acupoint with a bluish light, the forbearance of biting her lip to suppress the backlash of impure energy, and even the sly smile on her cheek as she broke open a lotus seed—all these details were vividly portrayed.
When the scene reached the moment when the mixed qi of the lotus seedpod clashed with the Qi-condensing pill, the light and shadow suddenly turned dark red!
Xu Wan's profile, covered in cold sweat, was magnified!
The little mouse gently taps with its paw!
The mixed spiritual energy of that lotus seed transformed into black threads that entwined the light and shadow in the heart meridian.
Master Jiuyang finally raised his eyes.
"Jinglian..."
He sighed softly.
"When he was stealing the meat, he forgot to temper it with spiritual fire."
As the light and shadow faded, the little mouse leaped onto the lotus platform and gently nudged the corner of the real person's robe with its nose.
Within the spiritual consciousness it conveyed, Xu Wan's words flowed like a clear spring:
"Little one, you've come to see me again!"
"Don't be afraid, even though I'm a cat, I don't like eating mice."
Master Jiuyang stroked his beard and smiled, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
He lightly touched the little mouse's brow with his finger, bringing up a more detailed record:
When Xu Wan regulated her breathing, the spiritual threads that reconnected her meridians were like silkworms spinning silk, and there were even tiny cracks at the suture point of the Tianshu acupoint that had not yet healed!
The moment she forced a smile and hid it behind the lotus seedpod, the slight warmth emanating from the jade bottle in her sleeve was detected by her spiritual sense!
That's the medicinal power of the Condensing Meridian Pill protecting its user.
Nine Yang Immortal suddenly closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the lingering aura left by Xu Wan.
He "saw" the blue light at her fingertips dissipate the impurities.
A drop of blood seeped from the corner of her lips, only to be smoothed away by the light.
The blood droplets were mixed with golden spots of lotus seedpod turbidity.
"He is calm and collected, yet harbors a sense of侥幸 (a gambler's mentality)."
He opened his eyes, and a bamboo scroll slid out from his sleeve, the three words "Record of Atonement" on it still wet with blood!
It was not long ago that the Nine Yang Immortal used his own blood essence to write to the Heavenly Realm to atone for Xu Wan's sins!
“Three days ago, she went to the lotus pond at night and was almost captured by Crane Whistle while picking lotus pods, but she didn’t mention it at all.”
The bamboo slips moved on their own even without wind!
It floated into the void.
The trail of fireflies startled by Xu Wan as she stepped on the duckweed is revealed.
Each insect wing reflected the sword light of the patrolling disciples.
Boo!
Suddenly, the cry of a crane pierced the air outside the hall. Master Jiuyang flicked his whisk, and the clouds and mist automatically gathered into a screen.
He stared at the lotus seed fragments remaining in the little spirit mouse's paw, and a ghostly blue flame ignited at his fingertips.
The image of Xu Wan's dantian appeared in the fire:
The candle-like spiritual power was struggling to dispel the impurities, while deep within the broken Tian Shu acupoint, a wisp of black energy coiled around the newly formed meridians like a poisonous vine.
"The Qi Condensation Pill can restore the meridians, but it cannot dispel inner demons."
He sighed softly and took out a red jade talisman from his bosom, on which were engraved the four characters "Nine Yang Returning to the Heart Technique".
The talisman burned itself without fire, turning into a stream of light that disappeared into the golden patterns on the tip of the little spirit mouse's ear.
"At midnight tomorrow, hide this talisman inside her jade bottle."
"If her resolve wavers, the talisman will transform into raging flames!"
"If she accepts it readily, it will become a warm current."
The young Taoist boy, upon hearing this, bowed his head in alarm:
“Master, Junior Brother has broken the precepts by stealing lotus pods, why not…”
Why not punish her?
Master Jiuyang interrupted him, sweeping his whisk across the bronze cauldron at the corner of the hall.
The agarwood dragon in the cauldron suddenly froze, and a dark, dungeon-like scene appeared on the cauldron wall.
Xu Wan had transformed into cat form and was curled up in the corner of the stone wall!
The white cat's eyes were closed, and its breathing was deep and even.
The tip of my nose trembled slightly as it rose and fell in my dream!
Half a lotus seedpod, not fully peeled, was pressed under its front paws.
The chill seeping from the cracks in the dungeon condensed into frost flowers, but they automatically melted within three inches of her body, as if protected by an invisible barrier.
Occasionally, night dew drips from the dome, turning into tiny specks of light the moment it touches the cat's ears, which are then quietly absorbed by the spiritual energy that dissipates as she sleeps.
Boom!
The bronze wind chimes in the hall suddenly tinkled softly. Master Jiuyang's brow twitched slightly, and his divine sense had already probed into that small dream realm:
The moon's reflection, like shattered gold, floated on the rippling blue surface of the pool.
Xu Wan transformed into a young girl, stepping barefoot on the jade lotus leaves, water droplets rolling down her ankles.
She held three dewy lotus pods in her arms; the pods were plump like jade, and the stems were still entwined with water plants.
Suddenly the clouds and mist gathered and dispersed.
The man in white arrived, stepping on the glow of fireflies, his robes fluttering as if the star trails of the nine heavens were flowing around him.
It was none other than the awe-inspiring Emperor Yun Che, who shook the six realms.
Xu Wan's eyes lit up with surprise instantly, and she immediately flew to the person in front of her.
She respectfully presented the lotus seedpod with both hands, speaking softly:
"Master, this is for you."
Yun Che accepted it with a smile, his fingertips gently stroking the stem of the lotus seedpod!
In an instant.
Suddenly, the thousand-year-old twin lotuses that had been sleeping at the bottom of the pond bloomed with two flowers at the same time.
As the pink petals unfurled, wisps of stardust spilled out, reflecting on the water's surface like a flowing Milky Way.
"Wan'er."
Yun Che's voice was clear and melodious, like ice springs striking jade.
The lotus seedpod hanging in his palm moved automatically without any wind.
Lotus seeds peel off one by one and recombine, transforming into star chart trajectories.
Xu Wan smiled sweetly, then suddenly threw herself into Yun Che's arms, her cat ears peeking out from her hair.
"Is there a place for Wan'er in Master's star chart?"
The words have not yet been spoken!
The gold bracelet on her wrist jingled softly, and the swarm of fireflies sealed within it suddenly scattered.
But when they touched Yun Che's clothes, they turned into drifting peach petals.
The whisk on Master Jiuyang's lap suddenly sank.
He saw a peony-shaped silver hairpin inserted in Xu Wan's hair as Yun Che stroked the top of her head.
His eyes were filled with affection as he slowly spoke:
"We are deeply in love and inseparable!"
"Foolish child..."
"By day, I must maintain my resilience, but by night, my inner demons will devour me even more."
The bamboo scroll "Record of Atonement" in his sleeve trembled inexplicably, and cracks appeared at the edges of the blood-written "Xu Wan"!
The laws of the heavens are strict, and every bit of luck she has has the potential to turn into a deadly curse.
The cry of cranes rose again outside the palace!
The cloud barrier was torn open!
The sword energy of the patrolling disciples pierced through like ice spikes, but the True Man flicked his whisk, and the agarwood dragon in the cauldron raised its head and exhaled, knocking the intruder back a hundred feet.
"Shadow whistle".
Suddenly, Master Jiuyang called out.
The little mouse leaped down from the lotus platform, its golden markings on its ear tips changing with its owner's wishes.
A thought reached directly to his mind (forehead):
He was imprisoned with the imperial edict, but not tonight.
In her dream, Jinglian was struggling with her inner demons. The cat's claws unconsciously scratched the stone ground, leaving shallow bloodstains.
Each wound oozed golden, foul-smelling energy, which was then rapidly stitched together by newly formed spiritual silk.
This is precisely the opportunity for the meridians to be reconnected; external intervention would only disturb the foundation.
"Master..."
The young Taoist priest hesitated, as if he wanted to speak.
Master Jiuyang had already lowered his eyes, and the radiant light flowing from his white Taoist robe had completely disappeared.
He took out half a lotus leaf from his bosom and wrote the words "Quietly Guard" with his blood essence. The lotus leaf turned into a firefly and flew into the little mouse's nose.
A moment later, Xu Wan's cat ears twitched suddenly in the dungeon.
When it rolled over, its fur got dusty, but it instinctively used its tail to curl up the lotus seedpod and cover its mouth and nose, its sleeping face even had a touch of childishness.
Master Jiuyang stroked his beard and chuckled, the frost in his eyes melting away:
"She appears weak like a cat, but in reality, she uses gentleness to overcome strength."
"This prison has become a training ground for tempering one's character."
Before she could finish speaking, Xu Wan suddenly saw a strange vision in her dream:
Deep within the fractured Tian Shu acupoint, a lotus seed spontaneously split open!
The azure light, like silkworms spinning silk, wove the black aura, resembling poisonous vines, into a protective soft armor.
Ring ring ring!!
The wind chimes at the corner of the palace rang out three times with clear, melodious sound!
The blood-red characters on the bamboo slips in Master Jiuyang's sleeve, titled "Record of Atonement," gradually faded!