Demon Lord Tang Dynasty

On the grassland, an old man with a weathered face walked slowly, step by step.

However, if you look closely, you'll notice that although the old man's movements are slow and he seems like he could fall at any moment.

But with each step, one can cover a distance of four to five meters.

The old man's lips curled slightly, a mysterious smile on his face, as his figure receded further and further away from the tribe behind him.

In the tribe, where there used to be a large tent in front of it, only three people remained, staring at each other blankly.

Of course, to be precise, it was two of them who were staring at each other.

Lu Xiang, and Bai San.

As for Gao Yi, he remained where he was, his eyes filled with a meaningful look.

To be honest, Gao Yi didn't care much about the conflict between Lu Xiang and Bai San.

I believe the old man felt the same way.

With their keen eyesight, the two could certainly see that Lu Xiang's actions were extremely measured.

As for what happened next, it was entirely up to Bai San to decide.

Gao Yi was merely going with the flow; he didn't actually intend to use Bai San's staged accident to extort money.

Of course, it would be even better if it were available.

He was more interested in using these unexpected events to stimulate or even see some people and things more clearly.

However, Gao Yi did not expect that the old man would be so decisive, leaving his junior behind.

According to the other party, since Lu Xiang injured Gao Yi's subordinate, then keep him around to do some menial work.

"Tsk tsk..."

Gao Yi stroked his chin and chuckled softly.

This old man is truly a master of his craft; he effortlessly and perfectly resolved a rather awkward accident.

Not only did he conveniently give the Lu family a pair of eyes, but he could also use this opportunity to hone his own younger generation.

"interesting……"

Gao Yi squinted and chuckled softly.

This statement was not directed at Lu Xiang, who was left behind.

Lu Xiang is clearly a novice who has just started out.

Of course, it wouldn't be enough to make Gao Yi wary.

He was actually pleased to see this happen.

Compared to that cunning old man, Lu Xiang, this hothead, was obviously much easier to deal with.

Gao Yi's gaze was fixed on his palm.

There, a silk handkerchief had appeared somewhere.

This was given to him by the old man before he left, as an apology and compensation for Lu Xiang's disturbance here.

Gao Yi naturally wouldn't believe such words.

The incident involving Lu Xiang and Bai San was just an accident.

Even without this incident, the old man would have taken out the silk handkerchief in his hand anyway.

"Alright, Bai San, stop pretending. Brother Lu is family now. Take him down and let him get acquainted with the family."

Upon hearing Gao Yi's instructions, Bai San also shakily got up from the ground.

However, after getting up, he tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The mouthful of blood stunned both of them.

Lu Xiang's eyes immediately blazed with fury.

Gao Yi, however, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes:

"Bai San, you're really injured?"

He could tell that Bai San did indeed have some serious injuries.

But judging from Lu Xiang's expression, it was clear that he wasn't the one who did it.

Was it Bai San himself? That's incredibly dedicated!

"It's nothing, it's nothing, thank you for your concern, Master."

Bai San waved his hands repeatedly, but continued to cough up blood, leaving Lu Xiang, who was still angry, completely stunned.

"These past few days I've been helping Master look after the alchemy furnace. With the intention of testing the pills for the sect leader, I tasted some myself. I was already a bit too weak to handle the nourishment, and with the sudden movement just now, I got a stitch."

Bai San then offered an explanation.

Lu Xiang didn't react to his words, but Gao Yi was stunned involuntarily.

"You...ate the Left Protector's elixir?"

The volume unconsciously increased a few decibels, which startled Bai San.

"I...I only tried a few of each kind..."

"Well……"

The elixirs that Protector Bai refines may not be known to others, but surely he knows them?

Even Protector Bai, a cultivator himself, dared not eat that thing; I never expected Bai San would actually dare to do it.

Gao Yi didn't say anything more, and waved his hand: "It's alright, you can take Lu Xiang downstairs."

……

"Lu Xiang, right? From now on, you'll be following me. You just saw how favored I am. I even received the sect leader's special pills as a reward. There's no one else like me in the entire tribe."

"By the way, from now on you can call me Third Master. With me protecting you, no one will dare to bully you."

Bai San put his arm around Lu Xiang's shoulder and walked away, giving him words of advice as they went.

……

As the figures of the group disappeared, Gao Yi's gaze returned to the silk handkerchief in his palm.

The next second, Gao Yi suddenly raised his hand.

The silk handkerchief in her palm suddenly rose, and at the same time, a spark ignited out of thin air on the silk.

Gao Yi knew without even looking at the things on the silk that they were anything but ordinary.

Despite having a cheat-like advantage, Gao Yi can disregard many underhanded tactics.

But Gao Yi never let his guard down because of this.

He was indeed not afraid of poisons, but poison is not the only thing that can harm people in this world.

On the contrary, in many cases, using poison to harm people is simply a bad idea.

The erosion of the spirit and mind is even more difficult to guard against.

Of course, Gao Yi was confident that he wouldn't fall for it easily.

Having confidence is not the same as recklessly rushing in without thinking.

The silk handkerchief the old man gave him might not have been anything sinister; it was simply an apology.

But after much deliberation, Gao Yi decided not to take the risk.

This family has a thousand-year history and a long tradition; they have many methods and tricks up their sleeves that must be guarded against.

Of course, this is also why Gao Yi confirmed that the silk in his hand had nothing to do with the Yellow Heaven Great Law.

If the old man really did produce this technique.

Even if there were some hidden tricks involved, Gao Yi was willing to take a small risk.

Flames ignited.

The golden silk began to wrinkle and curl rapidly, slowly swaying in the gentle breeze.

As the remaining silk folds fluttered, a corner of the pattern slowly emerged, catching Gao Yi's eye.

"This is……"

Gao Yi's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

"Mandala!"

As the sound faded, the silk in the air was completely burned away.

But that corner of the pattern was like a mark, forever etched in Gao Yi's memory.

"Mandala Contemplation"

Although it was only a corner, Gao Yi recognized the difference between the real and fake patterns at a glance.

Mandala visualization is one of the visualization systems in Esoteric Buddhism.

Visualization, on the other hand, is the practice of the mind secret among the three secrets of body, speech, and mind in Tantric Buddhism.

However, the pattern in that corner is completely different from the two major systems of Vajradhatu Mandala and Garbhadhatu Mandala in Esoteric Buddhism.

It is pitch black, as if it grew out of hell, but it also has a unique charm.

"Visualization..."

Gao Yi let out a cold snort.

Visualization is an extremely profound and extensive method of spiritual practice, which is involved in both Buddhism and Taoism.

But precisely because it involves the mind, cultivation is extremely dangerous.

This naturally makes it easier to leave behind hidden tricks.