Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

"Owner, Miss Jin is here."

Jin Ping'er was led by servants to a beautifully decorated two-story building.

Lifting aside a layer of pearl curtains, one sees a women's boudoir with two sets of celadon cups placed on the rosewood table.

A woman in white with a stand-up collar, tightly tied cuffs, and her hair casually tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, looks very capable.

"Sister is here."

She stood up to greet him, a bright smile on her pretty face.

She looked to be around thirty years old, and in her bright eyes and white teeth, one could vaguely see some of the naivety of a young girl.

Jin Ping'er recognized him. He was the person in charge of Jietian Tower in Youzhou and also an old friend of Xu Zhiqiu.

Speaking of the scale of Jietian Tower, it is not considered a big branch in the alliance and does not have much say.

But in Youzhou, it is extremely useful.

This time, the remnants of Hehuan joined the Cultivation Alliance. To put it bluntly, they left the evil path and joined the righteous path. Since they were living under someone else's roof, they naturally had to keep a low profile as much as possible.
"Thank you for your support during this period. Ping'er is very grateful."

"Why are you so reserved, sister?"

As she was talking, Feifei had already brewed some top-quality tea for her.

"I asked my sister to come here this time just to talk to you, please."

As he said this, he pushed the teacup in front of her, and then his eyes kept looking at Jin Ping'er's face.

The veil covering her face could not block her gaze at all. She seemed to be admiring and comparing this face with her own.

Jin Ping'er felt a little uncomfortable watching with her, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked:
"What do you think of the Demon Cult?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Jin Ping'er hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and smiled bitterly:

"At this point, people like me should be curious."

"Good and evil cannot coexist since ancient times. If we talk about opinions, I naturally have them. I never trust people from the Demon Cult."

"Then why..."

"Because I believe in him."

Feifei looked straight at her and said clearly:

"If he says you are fine, then you are fine. For me, no one can question this."

"..."

Jin Ping'er was speechless for a moment, with past events flooding her mind.

Thinking of Xu Zhiqiu,
"It's so enviable to have others trust you unconditionally."

There were sounds of market life outside the window, and the two of them drank some tea.

It is inevitable that women will talk a lot when they talk to each other, but no matter whether it is explicit or implicit, they can always stick to the main point and not go off topic.

"That year, we were all strangers, but because we had similar interests, we went to Yudi together..."

Feifei told her about her past encounter with Xu Zhiqiu.

Of course, this is also something that Jin Ping'er is very interested in.

After listening to it, I realized that the person in front of him had a long history of sharing weal and woe with him.

"Do you...like him too?"

Jin Ping'er suddenly asked the question, but then realized that something was wrong. The word "also" seemed to be a slip of the tongue.

Feifei seemed not to notice, and played with the celadon cup in her hand:
"Let's not talk about his skills. Just ask, just for such a good man who knows cold and heat and is upright, which woman in the world would not be attracted to him?"

"But of course I also know that I am not worthy of him, so all these years, it has only been a thought hidden in my heart."

Jin Ping'er suddenly thought of someone who was quite similar to her.

Now it seems, isn't it just like Qu Niang?
Knowing clearly that she was not worthy of him, she kept her feelings hidden deep in her heart and did not dare to reveal even a little bit in front of him for many years.

Compared with them, how lucky am I?

At least it is certain that he has his own place in his heart.

Now that I have escaped from the scope of the Demon Cult, I should be qualified to approach him in the future, right?
Thinking of this, Jin Ping'er felt complicated but also secretly happy.

Suddenly asked:
"But... don't you have any regrets?"

As soon as she asked this question, there was a drumbeat on the wooden stairs.

Deng Deng Deng——!
A chubby girl with two pigtails, who looked about three or four years old, jumped into Feifei's arms and called out sweetly:
"mother!"

Feifei immediately hugged her spoiled daughter with a smile and scolded her:
"Mother was having a heart-to-heart talk with this aunt, and you came to disturb her."

The mother and daughter were affectionate with each other, which made Jin Ping'er very envious.

Fei Fei answered Jin Ping'er's question with a sigh:
"As you can see, I've been married for several years. My husband's family is my son-in-law. When I got married, Brother Zhiqiu personally came to my house to attend my wedding. At that time, deep down in my heart... I can't explain what I felt, but it was not a good feeling anyway."

"But as the child was born and grew up, I figured it out..."

Feifei was holding her daughter in her arms. The chubby little girl looked curious, staring at Jin Ping'er with her big, bright eyes, as if comparing who was prettier, her or her mother.

"…But things in this world don't necessarily have to have a conclusion."

"..."

Hearing this, Jin Ping'er didn't know how to respond for a moment and could only drink tea to hide her emotions.

This was not the first time she had heard this.

The two chatted for a while, and then footsteps were heard at the stairs again.

This time it was the servant from before.

"Owner!"

The man clearly wanted to say something, but when he glanced at Jin Ping'er beside him, he stopped talking.

"If you have anything to do, it's okay to say it."

Hearing this, the subordinate said:

"It's a good opportunity for you two to go and take a look! Miss Jin's disciples and the disciples of the alliance... had some conflicts."

Jin Ping'er frowned and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

…………

Nowadays, the remaining followers of Hehuan, even including Jin Ping'er, number less than ten.

Since arriving in Youzhou,

Every day, the alliance's deacons and disciples conduct inquiries, register naturalization, check for bad criminal records, etc.

However, most of these Hehuan disciples joined the sect after Sanmiao's death, so they did not catch a good time. Since then, Hehuan has always kept a low profile under the leadership of Xu Miaowa, and after the mountain was closed, they had no opportunities to do evil and kill people.

The preliminary work went smoothly. Under the arrangement of Jietianlou, their residence was also under construction.

Everything was going according to plan and the future was bright.

Who knows, the more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen.

When Feifei and Jin Ping'er arrived, the crowd on the scene was divided into three groups.

On one side were the disciples of Jietian Tower, who mediated and tried to mediate.

On one side were the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, most of whom were injured.

On one side were the disciples directly under the alliance, most of whom were in a miserable state.

Both sides had angry looks on their faces and glared at each other, as if they were about to fight at any time.

"what happened?"

Feifei asked questions, and the servants reported the whole story to her and Jin Ping'er.

The cause was simple.
The disciple in charge of the alliance accidentally said some unpleasant words, and the disciples of Hehuan were not happy to hear it, so the two sides started talking and finally fighting.

Originally, the verbal dispute was not a big deal.

But for some reason, once the two sides really started fighting, their violence increased greatly, and each one became more brutal than the other.

If the disciples of Jietian Tower had not intervened in time based on their numbers, several lives would have been lost.

The most embarrassed person at the moment was Jin Ping'er.

She came to the disciples and saw that their injuries varied in severity. Her brows furrowed deeply.

Asked in a low voice:
"Why are you so ignorant of the situation?"

The disciples were indignant and quickly explained:
"Master! We also want to keep things quiet. They are just too..."

Before he could finish his words, a disciple from the opposite alliance interrupted him and said sarcastically:
"A whore turning good is like a sow climbing a tree. Don't just talk nonsense here! Who would believe you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused laughter from his colleagues.

Someone echoed:

"That's right! What's more, you are a demon girl from the Demon Cult. Do you think you can be reborn as a human being just by being with Trinity? I tell you, don't even think about entering the threshold of my righteous path in this lifetime!"

Feifei's expression suddenly changed.

"Somebody come!"

The disciples of Jietian Tower came out in unison and surrounded them.

Those alliance disciples couldn't help but be frightened.

Then Feifei gave an order and tied them all up.

The Alliance disciples were naturally unwilling to accept this and struggled frantically, but they were outnumbered and their efforts were in vain. "What are you doing? We are directly under the Alliance, you have no right to do this to us!"

Fei Fei's face turned pale, and she was obviously really angry:
"You are just a bunch of small soldiers. What achievements have you made in this world? How dare you criticize the Great Ying Immortal? Drag me away and give me a slap in the face!"

"Yes!"

Those men were dragged away, and soon the sounds of slapping and wailing were heard.

"Sister, don't take it to heart."

Feifei was afraid that Jin Ping'er would overthink things, so she tried to persuade her:

"What happened today was just an accident. I will write a letter and ask the alliance to send a group of capable disciples. I promise that such things will never happen again!"

Jin Ping'er shook her head, her face filled with sadness.

At this moment, she realized her own naivety and stupidity.

The prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain.

You can deceive yourself and ignore it, but it is always there, unshakable.

Born into a demonic sect, even if one changes his appearance in the future, it is difficult to erase traces of the past.

Even if someone helps to guide the way and you take many precautions, can you hide it from others, but not from yourself?
The real embarrassment is to hide this thorn in your heart. Every time your heart beats, it reminds you that you are still the evil witch who is not tolerated by the world.

Thinking of this,

Jin Ping'er suddenly looked up at the sky, only to see clouds covering the northern sky, making it dark and gloomy.

She smiled bitterly in her heart:

"It seems that you and I...will never be together."

He turned around and gave the order to the Hehuan Sect members:

"Sisters, it's time for us to go."

Feifei saw this and quickly stepped in front of them:

"Sister, I finally settled down here. How can you just leave like that? And if you leave, how can I explain it to him?"

Jin Ping Er:
"Don't worry about this, I will talk to him and make it clear."

Jin Ping'er was determined and Feifei failed to stop him in the end.

She could only write to Trinity College as soon as possible to inform them of this matter.

…………

So, Jin Ping'er took the Hehuan sect members and left Longhu City.

They flew in the sky for half a day and found a dilapidated temple to spend the night before dark and sunset.

But before they could build a fire and spread a bed of hay, another group of people fell into the temple.

The cheeks of these people were swollen and purple, and there was blood at the corners of their mouths.

Obviously, they were the alliance disciples that Fei Fei had just ordered to be beaten.

But I don't know why I ended up here.

Jin Ping'er and her disciples naturally became alert.

Look at these people breathing heavily.

The violent hatred in his eyes almost turned into poisonous fire and burned them to ashes.

"What do you want to do by chasing us here?" Jin Ping'er asked coldly.

Those people ignored her and continued talking to each other:

"I heard that the leading witch is called Jin Ping'er, and she and the head of the Xu clan..."

"Bullshit! How could Trinity be interested in her?"

"I think she has relied on her evil charm to confuse the immortal. Let us help the immortal get rid of this evil fetus!"

"Yes, let's kill these evil women right now and restore the old man Xu to a clean and honest life!"

Having said this, they all took out their magic weapons.

A fight seemed inevitable.

Jin Ping'er sighed deeply in her heart, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

After a long time, she had already completely refined the "Colorful, Fragrant, Empty and Silence White Bone Relic" given by Xu Miaowa.

Now, with her highly-mastered Hehuan method and the precious Hehuan bell.

It can be said that although there are many masters in the world, there are less than ten who can definitely defeat her.

At this moment, dealing with these alliance disciples is just a matter of a snap of a finger.

Just that way...

The hesitation was only for a moment. After all, he was the leader of Hehuan Sect and he had to be responsible for his disciples.

Just as the golden bells were ringing, a halo of light appeared in her eyes.

With just this one glance, the eyes of the people opposite lost focus at the same time.

"Uh uh uh……"

Bewitched by the beauty of the pretty girl, all five senses were taken away, and he became stupid and stiff, swaying on the spot.

Jin Ping'er immediately gave orders to her followers:
"Just break his limbs, don't kill him, or we will never have peace again."

"As ordered!"

Several members of the Hehuan Sect had been humiliated before and could no longer hold back, so they walked towards them with graceful steps.

One of the charming women put her slender hand on the neck of the alliance disciple.

Suddenly I heard——

Swish!
In an instant, a good man's head fell down.

The arterial blood spurting out from the neck section dyed the woman's chest red. She dipped her fingertips in the blood plasma, put it in her mouth, sucked and tasted it, revealing a satisfied smile.

Such scarlet embellishment added a touch of weirdness and madness to her charming appearance.

The rest were not willing to be outdone, and each used the weapons in their hands to either dig out the hearts and livers or poke through the eye sockets.

Also, they pry open the mouth and pull the tongue out by the root.

In just a few moments, all these people were slaughtered.

"You...what are you doing!?"

Jin Ping'er's face turned pale and she was stunned for a moment.

The craziness of these junior sisters and disciples was something I had never seen before.

"Who told you to kill people? Are you crazy?"

Just as he was about to subdue them——

Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from her ears, making Jin Ping'er feel dizzy.

Countless words seemed to ring in her ears, noisy and unclear. She also heard an unrecognizable ancient song humming in a melodious tone, which made her mind sink.

She suddenly felt the world spinning and everything in front of her began to change shape.

It was as if all the colors melted together like paint, and then blended together in an instant, making the scene before my eyes a mess.

She felt stuffy and wanted to vomit, and in a trance, all five senses were taken away.

I have never experienced such a bizarre experience in my life.

In just a few seconds, the scene flashed before my eyes thousands of times like a slide show, but it was always the same picture.

It was an ancient and barbaric bronze altar.

On the altar stood a woman dressed in luxurious attire.

The woman had silver hair and wore a crown. Her robe dragged to her feet. It was embroidered with star patterns and the edges were covered with words she didn't recognize.

The woman held a staff in her left hand and raised her right hand forward, as if grasping something in the air.

Below the altar, the ground was densely packed with people kneeling down.

The prayers were like a tsunami, one wave higher than the other, but they were all chanting words that she could not distinguish.

Jin Ping'er suddenly felt that her life was completely sealed off and she could hardly even blink.

In my mind, it seemed as if the woman's will was stirring:
"Since you have the cause and effect in your body, you may be able to destroy the laws of this world of gods and humans. Come into my grasp quickly."

Then, around Jin Ping'er, the space suddenly twisted and condensed into a strange and complex outline.

It was as if an invisible giant hand had descended here from a higher dimension.

When the five fingers clasped together, she was completely captured.

At this time, the distortion and deformation of space also reached its limit, and then, like picking fruits from vines... a living person just disappeared.

Thousands of miles away, on Kanglong Peak.

Xu Zhiqiu, who was in the Tianxin state, was suddenly shocked.

Then, his perception was like a tsunami, and was sent over across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

However, only a faint trace of recovery after spatial distortion was captured.

After all, I was a step too late.

He then allowed those Hehuan disciples to go crazy and disorder in the blissful dance floor constructed of blood and corpses. (End of this chapter)