The turmoil in my mind was intensifying, and the scales of my conscience were tilting increasingly…
How complex the relationship between Ho U and the True Man of Clear Mirror was, it had directly pushed him to my side.
As long as I agreed to Ho Yuentian…
Equivalent to having half a foothold stable in the four regulation station!
He genuinely treated me as his little junior disciple.
Among them, there was also a longing for a talented disciple?
I am not his disciple, but I impart my artistry on behalf of the master, and I am legitimate in this respect!
Struggles, increasingly more frequent, increasingly torturous.
My breathing became increasingly heavy.
"Big Brother… I'm sorry… I can't…"
When I said those words, my face turned as pale as death.
To give up such a great opportunity, to give up the chance to face and directly overcome Sun Zhuo…
For me, it was more distressing than losing all the artifacts of Dùoè Daoist Temple or even losing the bronze mallet.
"Why?" Ho Youtian was stunned, his eyes filled with complete confusion.
I was silent for a long time, and it was impossible to say that it was because he was too sincere, making me unwilling and unable to deceive him.
After a while, I said, "Leishen Cliff, my test is far from over. If I rely on the guidance of Master Brother to pass the remaining six days' other tests, Mingjing True Man will have a lot to say."
Ho Youtian's eyes narrowed slightly, a spark of insight flashing through them.
"You little brother is indeed well-considered, I'm the one who thinks too simply. However, the test of Leishen Cliff has only one question, which is to ponder at heart."
"My original intention was to stand outside and watch you, little brother, and then leave, but I saw you practicing on the cliff."
"There is only one explanation, that is, your heart has already been questioned."
"So, you were able to establish your foothold on Leishen Cliff."
"However, you're not wrong in that. If I were to guide you now, Zheng Ren might think that it was because of me that you were able to pass the trial."
"Little brother, big brother is about to go down the mountain. You must be careful, don't rush in vain, you still have six days left. Don't be in a hurry."
After that, Ho Youtian turned around and started to walk out of the cave.
"Big Brother, can you do me a favor?" I startled, calling out.
Ho Youtian turned around and nodded, indicating that I should speak.
"For the remaining six days, don't let anyone else go to Leishen Cliff! Including you." I spoke with certainty.
Ho Youtian pondered for a moment, and another spark of insight flashed through his eyes.
"You little brother is trying to avoid talking and leaving bad talk behind. Good! Big brother will personally guard the path to this place for you."
...
Quickly, Ho Youtian disappeared out of my sight. My breathing was rapid, and I slowly closed my eyes. I choked my hands in a spell, sitting cross-legged on the bed, using the concentration method to recover my energy.
When I finally opened my eyes, it was already dusk.
My energy was fully recovered and abundant, and I still immersed in that feeling, wanting to continue practicing.
Leishen Cliff, for outsiders, is a place of extraordinary peril and awe!
For the true disciples of the Four Regulations Mountain, however, it is a great opportunity.
In fact, I had earlier wondered if Ho Youtian could be one of the tests.
My intuition told me he was not.
Because I have no recognition of him in my heart, and that body was thrown over the cliff as well.
Also, he didn't appear until the next day because, he was also judging and measuring as well.
After pondering at heart, the trial ended, and he only then uttered those heartfelt words!
With Ho Youtian acting as a "roadblock," I at least don't have to worry about one thing: that someone would suddenly appear on Leishen Cliff.
I suppressed the urge to practice cultivation, cooked some food, and then took some inner clothing and carefully tied it into bandages around my hands.
This would increase friction, making it more useful when climbing.
By the time I had eaten and drunk my fill, and my spirit, qi, and vitality were at their peak, the sky grew dark.
The night sky swallowed up the last rays of sunlight.
I walked to the top of Leishen Cliff, and as my eyes met the scene, I saw dense and thick clouds.
Old Gong silently appeared on my shoulder, taking a deep breath and muttering, "A real feng shui treasure land, Master. If I were to be buried here, it wouldn't be in vain."
"…"
"I'm planning to go down and take a look. If you encounter any dangers or unexpected changes, you'll need to get on my body in time." I exhaled a murky breath and said.
Old Gong stared at me in shock, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
Without waiting for him to say anything, I turned around and positioned myself facing away from the Leishen Cliff, with my body prostrate and leaning forward.
My feet slowly reached down to the vines below, and I began to inch my way downward.
Until my hands grasped the vines, the cool breeze blowing against my body made my legs feel weak.
After all, Leishen Cliff is too high, and I almost fell down before, so the psychological shadow has not disappeared.
"Madam knows, I'll tear down the roof for you. Master, what a bold and audacious spirit... So high up, even ghosts are afraid...” Old Gong stretched his neck, his voice high-pitched.
I still didn't pay attention to him, and I climbed down steadily.
My breathing changed from the initial heavy to more stable.
I had climbed to a certain height, and my peripheral vision allowed me to see a temple in the distance.
Leishen Cliff itself is on one side of the peak, and the other side is the Taoist building of the Four Regulations Mountain. Being able to see it was normal.
After climbing a distance further, the Taoist temple became invisible. The number of vines had not decreased, but they began to be covered with moss, making it easy to slip out of hand.
Old Gong kept stopping and hissing, his head constantly staring downwards.
I don't know how long it took, but after passing through countless layers of mist, I finally reached the bottom of the cliff.
With my feet firmly on the ground and my hands releasing the vines, I panted heavily.
Old Gong widened his eyes and kept watching me as if I were a madman.
Then he forcefully exhaled a mouthful of phlegm and muttered, "Master is truly a master..."
My calves were cramping, and my hands were trembling slightly. It took a while before I recovered a little.
I turned my head and looked around, and there were no signs of anyone having been here.
Besides this area about ten meters deep at the bottom of the cliff, which was flat and covered with broken stones and fallen leaves, in front of it were tall trees at least twenty or thirty meters high.
"Not easy to find..."
"If you hit the cliff wall when you fall, who knows where your things might fly off to." Old Gong murmured.
I remained silent, but I was looking at the ground very carefully.
Soon, I walked about seven or eight meters to the right, crouched down, and picked up a half-broken broom.
The top was charred and broken, with many scabs of blood.
This is one of the remaining items left behind by the Taoist who defeated the Red Ghost!
In addition to that, there was a half-foot-long copper sword.
Although they are not as good as the copper pestle, in terms of value, they surpass the artifacts of the Duge Taoist Temple.
"Oh... I found the similar one." Old Gong's tone carried a hint of delight.
I tied the broom to my waist.
Then, I began to look around more carefully.
I found a few peach-wood swords, but this cliff was indeed very high. The peach-wood swords of Duge Taoist Temple were not made of any special material, and they had been scattered all over the place after falling. There was not one intact among them.
I searched the open space at the bottom of the cliff, but found nothing.
After a slight hesitation, I walked towards the tall and dense forest in front of me.
