Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 45 45. Yue Han Enlightenment Sword
The moonlight flowed gently like water, concealing the darkness.

"I no longer remember what the Palace Master looks like, or even his name."

In a corner of Miaoyu Palace, someone was saying this.

Upon closer inspection, the person was dressed in a Taoist robe embroidered with blue lotuses on the hem, and held a whisk in his hand.

This is the Cold-Clothed Immortal.

She said, "When I entered the palace, the palace master stopped managing palace affairs, and Han Shui took over the position of acting palace master."

“Your Palace Master has been in seclusion for a hundred years. There is no one in the world who has been in seclusion for a hundred years.”

Before the Cold-Clad Immortal stood a kind old man, leaning on a cane; he was none other than the Deer Chasing Immortal of the Canglan Sect.

Master Zhu Lu said calmly, "Your palace master wanted to break through Yao Guang and went into seclusion for a hundred years, but now even you don't remember her name."

Master Hanyi's expression remained unchanged: "Yes, so it is highly likely that the Palace Master has already passed away. I have already gone to the forbidden area and there is no one there. The Palace Master is missing, which is why Hanshui was in such a hurry to go into seclusion. But I didn't expect that she was not talented enough to become Yaoguang."

Zhu Lu Zhenren continued, “Yao Guang’s power can reach the heavens and the earth, but a hundred years is too long. During this time, your palace master has never shown herself even once. It is very likely that she has been devoured by the Dao and has lost her name and appearance.”

Those who break the Way will inevitably suffer the backlash of the Way.

The Palace Mistress of Miaoyu has not appeared in the world for a hundred years, and now she has also lost her name and appearance, which inevitably makes people suspect that she has passed away.

With one Yao Guang and three Kai Yang, one can naturally secure a stable position in the Nine Gates and Twelve Palaces.

But now that the fate of Palace Master Miaoyu is uncertain, some people naturally have bad intentions.

Master Zhu Lu seemed to remember something: "Didn't Feng Xianlong have a personal disciple back then? What was her name? Where did she go later?"

"Don't worry about her, Han Lian disappeared three hundred years ago."

Han Lian was one of the disciples that Lu Changyuan mentioned who didn't have the chance to ascend to Yao Guang.

Master Zhu Lu nodded, then tapped the ground with his cane, which was suddenly thrown back.

Upon closer inspection, a thin layer of lines could be seen where he tapped, which slowly spread out with each tap.

Master Hanyi said, "This is a mountain-protecting formation. If you try to attack it by force, even a sixth-level Kaiyang cultivator will suffer losses."

The Feather Moon Immortal Palace and the Wonderful Jade Palace have stood on the earth for hundreds and thousands of years, and a glimpse of their accumulated history can be seen from this.

Master Zhu Lu put away his cane, and after the people from Canglan Sect entered Miaoyu Palace, Master Hanze closed the great formation again.

"Have you obtained the seal sword yet?"

Master Hanyi shook his head: "We can't get it. After Hanshui gave the seal sword to Hanze, Hanze guarded it very closely. Not only that, she checks the stability of the formation all day long. As far as I know, she even improved the formation, but I don't know what she changed."

Master Hanyi stretched out his hand, and with a gentle wave of his whisk, a crack suddenly appeared in the thin membrane in front of Master Zhulu.

"This is the weak point of the great formation. Han Ze has not yet discovered this place. When the time comes, we can use the Miaoyu method to connect the great formation from the inside and temporarily open a gap."

Master Zhu Lu nodded and said, "Good."

The cold-clothed master's voice was extremely cold, like ice frozen in a icy pool in the sky: "You promised me, give him back to me."

"I will give it to you after it's done."

"At least let me see his condition now!"

The two suddenly became fiercely competitive. After a long while, Zhu Lu Zhenren nodded: "You know, he has just changed his lower body and cannot stay in the outside world for too long."

With a casual wave of his hand, Master Zhu Lu conjured a coffin under the moonlight.

The coffin appeared to be quite old; the wood had begun to rot, and the carved characters on it were no longer legible.

But upon seeing the coffin, Master Hanyi's breathing became rapid.

She stroked the coffin greedily, calling out, "Lin Lang. Lin Lang."

Slowly, Master Hanyi moved the coffin aside, and a pale-faced man's face slowly appeared. It was a rather ordinary face, even somewhat swollen from years of being deprived of sunlight. The man opened his eyes and uttered a hoarse, "Ruoyi."

The mere sound of "Ruo Ruo" brought tears to Han Yi Zhenren's eyes. She wanted to reach out and touch the man's cheek, but Zhu Lu Zhenren simply put the coffin away: "After the matter is done, I will naturally give him to you."

Han Yi Zhenren gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Zhu Lu Zhenren.

The Cold-Clothed Immortal of Miaoyu Palace has cultivated the Dao for 296 years. With exceptional talent, she broke through the Kaiyang Great Barrier a hundred years ago and entered the Sixth Realm.

Before entering Miaoyu Palace, she had a mortal husband named Lin Yi. The two were deeply in love and their love was perfect. If it weren't for Master Hanshui severing Hanyi's mortal ties, they would have been a divine couple.

The Cold-Clad Immortal turned around and disappeared into the night.

She never considered Miaoyu Palace her home, but hated the sect and even more so, Han Shui Zhenren. Therefore, she wanted to destroy everything Han Shui Zhenren left behind, including Xia Lianxue!

soon.

As another gentle breeze blew by, long after both Master Zhu Lu and Master Han Yi had left, someone sighed softly in the night.

The wind blew through the night, taking away all traces.

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"Observe emptiness and you will find emptiness; emptiness itself is not empty."

Qiu Yuehan quietly recited the scriptures, finally calming her mind.

She reached out and touched the magic markings on her shoulder. A warm current slowly flowed into her body. The fairy took off her little shoes, sat on the bed, and curled up her little feet slightly, her round, white jade toes scratching and curling.

"call."

Qiu Yuehan told herself to stay calm. The debate was going to take place tomorrow, and she needed to calm down in advance to prepare for it.

My junior sister is also going hiking tomorrow; she has a lot to do.

But the more I thought about it, the less I could calm down.

So annoying.

Qiu Yuehan's mind was now filled with thoughts of Lu Changyuan.

How could my junior sister have seen me throwing myself into a man's arms?! Where is my dignity as the chief disciple of Miaoyu Palace now?!

"Ok?"

She murmured softly.

The heat flow converged again, just like it had on the crane that day, and finally coalesced into a cultivation technique.

A Sword Comes from the West

Isn't this the sword technique I just overheard?

The old monster said this sword technique suited him, so Qiu Yuehan carefully savored the sword strike.

Just like the "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique", this sword technique was directly passed on to him by Lu Changyuan through the demonic runes, along with the indomitable sword intent that Lu Changyuan used when he used the Sword from the West.

Such superb swordsmanship.

Qiu Yuehan murmured, "A sword that goes forward without hesitation, a sword that comes from the west, junior sister, are you also corrupted little by little like this?"

She couldn't help but recall how Xia Lianxue had tried to fight her for Lu Changyuan's sake.

Is that jealousy?

My junior sister has already been transformed into his shape by that old monster, so what about me?

Qiu Yuehan thought of a sword coming from the west, but it was as if she were looking into an abyss.

If I learn it, how will I face that old monster in the future?
Qiu Yuehan clenched her fists
After a while, he lost his spirit.

(End of this chapter)