Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 47. The Tomb of My Husband Lu Changyuan (Please read on, it's very important!)

"After that person shattered the great formation, the sect rebuilt it, using the rare Heavenly Pure Lotus as the base to reconstruct the great formation."

The fairy's voice was soft and pleasant.

Who was so wicked as to destroy someone's grand formation?

Oh.

it's me.

I not only shattered the grand formation of the Feather Moon Immortal Palace, but I also dragged out Feng Xianlong and beat her up.

You have to pay for the sins you create.

Lu Changyuan asked in confusion, "How did the fairy know such a secret?"

This kind of closely guarded secret shouldn't be known even if Xia Lianxue was once a true disciple.

"I saw it in some ancient books of some sects, young master."

Lu Changyuan tidied up Duan Nian and said, "Shouldn't we buy some fasting pills? I need to eat."

[The Drunken Phoenix is ​​about to be born]

[Miaoyu Palace is about to be wiped out]

Xia Lianxue seemed not to hear Lu Changyuan's words, but clenched her hands even tighter, and strange images surged into her mind again.

soon.

A loud "Snap out of it!"

Xia Lianxue suddenly snapped out of her reverie: "Young Master?"

Lu Changyuan held up a finger and waved it in front of her: "What are you thinking about, so engrossed?"

Xia Lianxue didn't know what she was thinking, her long hair swaying gently in the wind: "No."

The closer she got to Miaoyu Palace, the more strange images appeared in her mind; this was the first time this had happened.

Lu Changyuan said calmly, "Let's go, we should climb the ladder."

The two had actually reached the starting point of the ladder to heaven.

If you keep going forward, there are 99,999 steps.

Looking up from the bottom, all you can see are endless steps, and at the end of those steps lies the unreachable, lofty Miaoyu Palace.

The two stepped onto the stairs almost simultaneously.

Lu Changyuan casually asked, "What Dao have you comprehended?"

Xia Lianxue shook her head: "Young master, I originally thought I had comprehended the way of the sword."

What does it mean to originally think?
Boom!

A muffled clap of thunder boomed.

Xia Lianxue suddenly grabbed Lu Changyuan's hand, somewhat frightened: "Young Master, is something calling my name?"

Lu Changyuan naturally sensed it as well.

That thing was attracting not only Xia Lianxue, but also him.

No, to be precise, it's a call.

So Lu Changyuan squinted and said, "Don't resist, let's go see what it is."

The two figures suddenly transformed into streaks of light and disappeared from the steps.

Where are we?

A white ribbon appeared before Lu Changyuan's eyes, falling from a great height with a deafening roar before crashing into the water. The surface of the pool churned as if boiling, splashing water onto the blue stone steps below.

Behind them was a bamboo forest, with tall bamboos that blocked out the sun and remained green even in autumn.

The attraction comes from the bamboo forest.

Xia Lianxue's heart pounded so hard that she could hardly breathe: "The Palace Master's secluded training ground is just ahead. It's a forbidden area."

She had never seen the Palace Master since she entered the sect, so whatever others said was the truth.

Lu Changyuan noticed that the fairy was trembling slightly, so he reached out and touched Xia Lianxue's head, playing with the fairy's hair: "Let's go in and take a look."

Xia Lianxue removed Lu Changyuan's hand from her head. She felt that Lu Changyuan's hand was a bit big, at least bigger than hers.

"That's a forbidden area, young master!"

Sure enough, after crossing the bamboo forest, there was a cliff, and on the other side of the cliff was a mountain suspended in mid-air.

Looking out from the cliff, the immeasurable white mist makes this sacred mountain seem ethereal, like the abode of immortal beings in mythology.

That is where Palace Master Miaoyu went into seclusion.

Lu Changyuan stopped in his tracks before the cliff. "Young Master, we can't go any further. If we go any further, we'll age in reverse!"

Xia Lianxue grabbed Lu Changyuan's hand.

Lu Changyuan murmured, "Such grand ambitions."

"Sir?"

This is the Dharma emitted by Palace Master Miaoyu during her seclusion, and it is also the Dao of Palace Master Miaoyu.

Once you get close to this place, you will be influenced by the Dao of the Palace Master Miaoyu and begin to age in reverse. By the time you reach the Immortal Mountain, you will probably be an infant in swaddling clothes. If you continue to go higher, you will die in the reflection of the Dao.

Such is the power of the Seven Realms of Yao Guang.

"Your Palace Mistress Miaoyu is really bold."

The "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" circulates, the road is long and the heart remains as still as water.

"What you see is a fairy mountain, isn't it?"

Xia Lianxue asked curiously, "Is that not how you see it, young master?"

Lu Changyuan shook his head: "In my eyes, what we are in front of is a thatched hut."

Suddenly feeling a warm touch on her hand, the fairy lowered her head and realized that Lu Changyuan had taken her hand without her noticing.

"Don't get distracted, I'll take you to see it."

As Lu Changyuan took a long step forward, Xia Lianxue felt as if everything was going backward. They seemed to be moving forward, but in reality, they were retreating.

Winter, autumn, summer, and spring.

Everything is going backwards.

Time travels on.

She didn't know how much time had passed; time had lost its meaning. Xia Lianxue simply held Lu Changyuan's hand tightly, not daring to let go.

"We've arrived. Your Palace Mistress Miaoyu is indeed capable."

Xia Lianxue opened her eyes. What she saw in front of her was no longer a cliff or a fairy mountain, but a small thatched hut surrounded by a bright yellow void.

A sense of familiarity washed over me, and memories surged forth uncontrollably.

The fairy was lost in thought.

The thatched cottage looked familiar, like a typical house in the countryside.

Not far away, there was a tall tree with a pile of just the right amount of wood under it. This was a stack of firewood that the farmers had prepared in advance to start a fire.

Everything was just right, like the home of an ordinary farmer.

Lu Changyuan reached out and touched the thick, aged tree rings.

"As expected, the immortal mountain you see is not the place where your Palace Master Miaoyu truly secluded herself. She used her own Dao to distort time and construct this space outside of time. That's why you don't remember her name, because she erased herself."

The "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" can dispel illusions and reveal the "reality" beyond time.

Xia Lianxue remained silent, simply standing quietly under the tree, carefully observing everything.

A feeling called happiness suddenly welled up inside me.

I don't know where it came from.

Perhaps it's because I came here with the young master.

Lu Changyuan said, "She wants to break through the Yao Guang and transcend. When did the world have such a powerful person?"

To use time as a power to prove one's path—what kind of talent is that?
"Son."

Xia Lianxue spoke softly, her voice like a dream, "Look, there's a grave over there."

Lu Changyuan then looked into the distance, where there was a small grave with a line of words written on it, but due to the special nature of the place, it was not very clear.

Whose grave is this?

It couldn't possibly be the tomb of the Palace Mistress Miaoyu, could it?

The Palace Mistress Miaoyu shouldn't have built a tomb for herself.

Lu Changyuan endured the pressure of time step by step until he reached the grave. There was an embroidered sachet in front of the grave, which Lu Changyuan found very familiar.

Then Lu Changyuan looked up and saw that the handwriting was delicate but messy, which showed the heartbreak of the Palace Mistress Miaoyu when she erected the tombstone.

He read out the words on the tombstone word by word.

Time seemed to slow down dramatically at that moment.

"The tomb of my husband, Lu Changyuan."

Is this his grave?
Is this my grave?

(End of this chapter)