Mao Yi's head hung low, for a moment, he muttered to himself, but it seemed as if he was lost in confusion and failed to find an answer.
Can he figure out what path he is searching for?
Clearly, he can't do it, otherwise, he would have broken through the realm.
I know that, yet I still do it because I have to make him fully believe in it.
Including making Mao Yi swear, which is also for him to fully believe in it.
It took about five to six minutes before Mao Yi suddenly lifted his head. A hint of confidence flashed across his eyes.
"Haha, Lord Luo Xian, we can say that we're strangers who met through conflict."
"If I get the third Zhiyan fetus, I will become the head of the Sentence Mountain Dao. Although your family has done a series of things, after all, you inadvertently gave me a message, allowing me to obtain an opportunity and let my elders on Sentence Mountain break free. This is a contribution. Merit can offset it."
"I, Ma Yi, swear by the heavens that after obtaining the fetus, I will definitely not harm the three members of the Luo family. If I violate this swear, it will be impossible for heaven and earth to tolerate it, and my life and cultivation will be extinguished!"
Let's go.
Saying that, Mao Yi walked towards me.
His demeanor was profound and inscrutable, as if he truly knew the answer.
I'm aware that he doesn't know.
I'm even clearer about why he can pretend.
I deliberately left a loophole in my previous words, trapping the Ghost Farmer in a nightmare.
The third Zhi is on Ghost Farmer's body.
Mao Yi has ulterior motives and must have realized this point!
This is greed, and greed is original sin.
When Mao Yi approached me, he was even more composed and serene, and he also sheathed the sword.
"Haha, Luo Xian Shen, since I've become a True Person, my foolish elder brother can only be the Deputy Head of the Hall. Although I can't take you as a disciple, if you still want to become my disciple and join the Jü Qu Mountain under me back then, it wouldn't be impossible. My elder brother's stupidity is just in his mindset, but his strength is still considerable." Mao Yi's words were casual.
Is he really showing me goodwill?
I think that's just a tactic, seemingly pulling me in, but actually, Mao Yi must still be observing me. Once I reveal any quirks or slip-ups, he will turn his back on me.
"I dare not entertain any delusions. After leaving Sentence Mountain, I will not appear before you again, nor will I leak any secrets. The secrets of Tian Gong Quan, I will tell you before I leave."
"I only hope Your Highness will show leniency." My tone was humble, and I lowered my head even more.
"Ha ha ha! Of course, of course!" Mao Yi began to feel self-satisfied.
Pride is often accompanied by losing one's composure.
The ancients spoke the truth.
Walking through the Qi family mansion, Mao Yi's aura was very strong, completely repelling the darkness and resentment, and not getting close to her. He would no longer give Qiyao the chance.
"Your divine instrument is quite interesting. I can't even lift it from four-regulation mountain." Mao Yi suddenly asked.
I fell silent for a moment before saying, "The divine weapon is not from the four-regulation mountain."
"Haha, indeed, you have some hidden talents, Luo Xian Shen. You do have a bit of substance."
After saying that, Mao Yi remained silent without speaking, and his eyes contained expectations.
A few minutes later, I returned to the door outside Ghost Farmer's room.
The door was tightly closed.
"That's it here." My face remained unmoved, but my heartbeat was too fast. I could only force myself to suppress it so that it wouldn't beat so violently.
Mao Yi stood quietly at the door, motionless.
He looked at me again, a smile playing on his lips.
Suddenly, Mao Yi said, "You might have drunk a lot of Tian Gong Quan before."
"I didn't understand…Your…" I hadn't finished.
Mao Yi shook his head and waved his right hand, and the door to the room abruptly opened!
Inside the room, the corpse of the Ghost Farmer was completely covered by blood-colored insects, which was shocking to behold.
I finally saw that Mao Yi held the Yu Jian of Cixiang!
He did not use it to reflect himself; it was simply a defensive object!
"Humph."
Mao Yi suddenly waved his sleeve, and I was hit again, slamming heavily against a beam in the back.
Ah! A mouthful of blood spurted out.
"In your eyes, I am just a young child. You have no idea how to obtain or store the five Zhi of Jü Qu Mountain. You happen to place the Yeroglyph in a wooden product, and do you know where the fetus can only exist? A place with abundant anger."
"The Qi family mansion is filled with ghostly aura. If there really were the fetus, they would have been erased."
"And the Yeroglyph, it's definitely not on him!"
Mao Yi spoke with conviction.
My forehead was drenched with sweat, looking extremely surprised.
The smile on Mao Yi's face became very profound, and the look in his eyes was even more scornful when looking at me.
"When one consumes the fertilized egg of the swallow, they can become a senior physician. When one consumes the Yeroglyph of the moonlight cave, they can become a Taoist Left Auditor, ascending to immortality in broad daylight. If there are both these treasures on his body, he would be immune to the corpse blood invasion!"
Mao Yi's words were like a thunderous explosion in my mind!
Ascend to immortality in broad daylight?
It means directly breaking through to the stage of Cultivating the Yellow Lord?
My first word...exposed...
Mao Yi was just acting along with me?
"You indeed want to use the corpse blood to kill me. However, let's not talk about the fact that I have the Yeroglyph of the moonlight cave, which I can take under duress. Even if that weren't the case, I still have this thing!"
Mao Yi raised his hand, and the first Yu Jian appeared before his eyes!
"Hahaha, I have quite a feeling for this thing. When I get it, I feel like something restless inside me is suppressed. The troubles from the three insects can leak out at any time for a True Person, but holding this object gives me immense comfort."
"Luo Xian Shen, I followed you in just to see how this old man is doing!"
The tone of the sentence suddenly changed, and Mao Yi's mouth no longer had a respectful title, but rather an old man!
I was startled in my heart.
Mao Yi whispered, "He did tell you some things, indicating that he has indeed awakened some, what he is seeking."
"I, Mao Yi, will find my own way. And what about him? What path is he seeking?"
"Being trapped by the three pestilent insects, why is his cultivation unable to advance?"
"Because he is selfish!"
"Our three senior brothers, he only taught techniques and some enlightenment, and all the items obtained by Sentence Mountain, he actually used them all on that worthless person!"
"Humph! A mere shell without true cultivation, using all your heart and soul, exhausting precious resources, and still only able to learn shallowly."
"He also believed that he was destined for greatness, and he kept looking for medicinal herbs, constantly trying to change the inherent quality of that worthless person!"
"The drugs used on us, Sentence Mountain might have long since been ahead of many other sects."
"For his own personal gain and for the sake of his son, he emptied the precious items of Sentence Mountain these years! Any disciples would never be willing to use such treasures!"
"Haha! But what did he get in the end? He became a cultivator gone astray, destroyed his son's wedding, destroyed his daughter-in-law, and everything!"
"I, do not want him to stay here and cultivate. He should be crushed to powder and scattered to the winds, with his three souls separated and never to reunite for eternity!"
Mao Yi was decisive and unwavering, his voice filled with anger and a faint, malignant resentment.
