Chapter 296: The protagonist is back!
Innocent young master Xiao Boyang's face turned red and then pale, pale and then red again. He furrowed his brow tightly and said, "This...this is incest, isn't it?"
Indeed, it is incest, even for the demon realm, it is still incest.
Thinking back to the scene he just saw in that illusion, Lu Pihan discreetly paused for a moment.
Qi Feidao asked in surprise, "Taoist Friend Lu, how did you find this loophole?"
Lu Pihan calmly replied, "After traversing through eighteen layers of hell, I boarded a beast carriage and arrived at the final destination, which is the paradise."
Qiao Wan was momentarily stunned.
So, after being schemed and exiled to the Carefree City by Pei Chunzheng's father, Pei Min, how did he survive the tortures of eighteen layers of hell? It was through his unspeakable and secret love for his own sister.
Therefore, the "warmth" that supported him through these painful hundreds of years is preserved in this pocket dimension in the form of a "loophole."
This...this is truly astonishing and strange.
But Taoist Friend Lu has already explored the path for them, which made their next steps much clearer.
That is to go through all eighteen levels of hell, together, and then head to that pure land, breaking through this loophole and escaping from this small space.
Qi Feidao looked up and said, "So... shall we go?"
Once the wheels of the cart passed by, the five of them quickly jumped down and ran as fast as they could.
During their time in the "Black Rope Hell," Qiao Wan encountered a familiar-looking boy and girl who she couldn't remember the names of!
As soon as the "girl" saw her, she paused for a moment, then flew towards her with excitement, saying, "Brother Cixian!!"
"I had heard from Uncle Li before that you weren't dead, this is great!" the girl exclaimed with joy.
Qiao Wan pushed the girl away, looking confused, and respectfully asked, "Excuse me, Taoist Friend, may I know who you are?"
When she saw the girl's face, she couldn't help but feel shocked for a moment. However, she had to suppress any signs of surprise and pressed it down.
Looking at the polite and charming girl in the pink dress, Wang Ruyi immediately burst into tears.
"Oh dear, I completely forgot! When Uncle Li mentioned it, I didn't believe him."
"I am Ruyi!" she exclaimed, pulling the disfigured and disabled boy behind her. "This is Xingzhi."
"We used to stay together in the ghost market before, hey, come up here."
The boy glanced awkwardly at Qiao Wan, his face slightly contorted. "I can walk by myself!"
Over the past few years, Wang Ruyi had been together with Xingzhi all the time.
After the war started, the boy also grew up a lot, mainly because there were things that forced him to mature.
Xingzhi tightened his lips, his eyes flickering slightly.
Shortly after the war started, Sun Tao College was wiped out completely, leaving only him behind.
Just the thought of that scene made Xingzhi's throat feel as if it had been burned, rendering him speechless.
Elder Lu died in front of the Longshan grave on a rainy day. He was lethally struck by a young monk with blue eyes. Despite the pouring rain, the college was stained with blood that couldn't be washed away.
Yu Xingzhi, still gloomy, found some relief from the little zombie that always stayed by his side. If it weren't for Wang Ruyi, he might have gone straight to the demon realm to seek revenge on the evil Buddha and settle things once and for all.
He had indeed thought about it until Ma Huaizhen scolded him awake. So the young man quietly wiped the blood off his face and chose to join the army under the leadership of Buping College.
In other words, he switched sides and joined Buping College.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... Everyone was present. The only question was how Su Rui, the new war god of the demon realm, would react when he saw them treating this place as a training ground.
Outside, Ma Huaizhen was not feeling relaxed. On one hand, he had to be cautious of Su Rui, another man. On the other hand, he had to keep an eye on the movements of several mischievous children in the 18th floor of hell.
The man casually waved his hand and miraculously overturned a snowy white hill!
The man sat quietly in the wind and snow, while the hill floated high above his head. The hill collapsed, and the dazzling white snow slid down, revealing a brown rock surface.
The master of Wenshi Hall in Kunshan appeared as a dim black dot in the wind and snow. Cold light flashed in his eyes, and his finger moved slightly.
The wind and snow brought the hill, and it crashed towards the man like a bomb!
With just a flick of his hand, Ma Huaizhen, even after being disabled, could easily grab things from a distance, even if his arms and legs were broken. He had abandoned the use of weapons and had grasped this ability.
In theory, anything could be transferred. Mountains, seas, it was all possible. It was like invisible threads attached to the surface of objects, using them as weapons to attack.
Moving mountains and seas, that's the true ability of a skilled cultivator.
Over the past few years, Su Rui has clashed with Ma Huaizhen, another man, several times, but this is the first time they've encountered each other head-on in battle. Even Su Rui couldn't help but be slightly startled.
The man with the long spear calmly gave his comment: "Hall Master Ma truly deserves the title of the top cultivator of our time."
The man replied nonchalantly, "Su, the new war god of the demon realm, also lives up to his reputation."
And so, they stood silently facing each other, braving the wind and snow.
During this standoff, Ma Huaizhen quietly sent a secret message to Li Pan.
"What's happening with Venerable One Miaofa?"
"He's coming out," Li Pan replied in a deep voice. "I've sent for Zheng Wenliang and Lü Yao, so they should be here soon."
Venerable One Miaofa is coming out of seclusion?
Ma Huaizhen furrowed his brow, pondering deeply, but he couldn't say that he felt particularly joyful in his heart.
The other party came out early this time. Logically, Venerable One Miaofa should be the last trump card of the cultivation alliance, after the old monster in Shiyuan comes out, Miaofa coming out means the old monster in Shiyuan will also come out sooner or later, right?
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The group including Qiao Wan had a difficult journey through the eighteen levels of hell. Not only did Xiao Boyang, Fang Lingqing, and Elder Martial Brother comprehend, but even Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi, who came later, also understood!
But only Qiao Wan's mind remained blank.
She threw away all these messy thoughts and, when the beast cart stopped at the final station, everyone got off the cart and looked around.
They saw colorful clouds in the sky, exotic flowers and plants on the ground, and the sound of babbling streams. In the middle of the grassland sat a gentle and beautiful girl, holding a finely carved little boy in her arms - undoubtedly young Pei Chunzheng.
The girl was chatting and laughing with her maid.
This secret book was once the Su family's, with artificial hills, pavilions, and joyous voices. People came and went.
A Family Reunion.
Qiao Wan stopped in her tracks and soon saw the forbidden love of the demon realm's war god unable to be uttered.
Actually, this is a very simple story.
The young man fell in love with his own sister, falling in love with the way she tilted her head back and smiled.
But the young demon general was stubborn and rigid, thinking that he was unforgivable.
But when Su Xuezhi ran towards him, the delicate white ankle revealed by the hem of her skirt, he hesitated and looked away.
"Big brother!"
Su Rui paused, and gently ruffled his little sister's hair. "Xue Lion, be good."
Carrying a helmet and wearing a heavy, bloodstained battle armor, he silently entered the study.
On the battlefield, as he fought against the enemy, with hot blood splattered on his chest, all he could think about was his sister's smile.
This belief helped him survive many times, but after he returned victorious, he was afraid to look into his sister's eyes. He could only hurry along, with a stern face, and walk away. As he walked, the heavy armor pressed on his young and fragile back, making a loud clanging sound.
Later, the snow lioness fell in love with Pei Min and insisted on marrying him.
Su Rui was slightly stunned. He never fully understood his feelings towards the snow lioness. He always thought that his possessiveness as an older brother was too strong. But it was not until now that he suddenly realized he had some indescribable feelings for his own sister.
A gentle smile appeared on the young man's cold and hardened face. He patted his sister's head and spoke with a firm voice, as if making a promise: "Alright, big brother will help you."
After marrying Pei Min , the snow lioness did not live a happy life.
But the young man was busy fighting battles and didn't have much time to check on her. Only after each victory, he would silently stand at the door of Pei's house and bring her some candies that she liked when she was young, or stand in front of her yard all night in silence before going to battle.
Later, his family lost to Pei Min, and he was exiled to Wuyou City.
Su Rui thought that Snow Lion must be blaming herself.
But he didn't really blame her.
His feelings were too extraordinary, he just wanted to suppress these emotions and be a good older brother to Snow Lion.
When news of Snow Lion's death came, he was in Wuyou City, being chased by prison guards through a sea of fire.
The young man was naked, his back hunching low, step by step moving forward.
Having received a strict military education since childhood, the usually tough young general finally shed tears. However, before the tears could fall to the ground, they evaporated completely, making it seem as if he was still the cold and tough little general.
He suffered in this 18-layer hell for hundreds of years, with only one belief.
When he comes out, he will take the Snow Lion back home and bring little Chun'er back home.
Qi Feidao fell silent for a moment and looked closely at the harmonious secret realm in front of him, feeling a bit troubled.
"In theory, if we cut open this illusion, we should be able to get out."
But the problem is, are they... are they becoming a bit inhuman by doing this?
Just then, a powerful sword intent suddenly struck like a sword, like a golden thread, completely shattering the distant illusion of the rockery and pavilion, with the sound of flowing water.
The secret realm began to collapse inch by inch.
Suddenly, there was a strange silence all around.
In this silence, the straightforward and clueless Lu Pihan pressed a finger to his lips, cleared his throat, and took a step forward, saying in a deep voice, "Let's go."
Qi Feidao : ...
One is a sick sword, the other is a Lone Sword. One has had six romantic encounters, the other has been single for thousands of years. Why is there such a big difference?
The memories of Su Rui didn't stir any emotions in Lu Pihan whatsoever.
He suffered from illness since childhood and had a deeper understanding of life than everyone else present. Birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love, separation, and unattainability were all ordinary to him.
With a single sword strike, the illusion shattered. Lu Pihan, feeling unstable, stumbled, but Qiao Wan quickly stepped forward and caught her.
The girl's eyes were clear as she asked softly, "Are you alright, taoist friend?"
Lu Pihan paused for a moment, looked deeply into Qiao Wan's eyes, nodded, and gently brushed away her hand. "Thank you."
Qiao Wan stood still, feeling a bit conflicted.
So this is supposedly her own Elder Martial Brother... but why does it feel like he's more distant than Qi Feidao and the others?
She quietly scratched her head, feeling troubled.
Qiao Wan and the others were spit out by the secret realm. As they all rushed out, they tumbled and fell together, like a pile of stacked dolls.
In the midst of dizziness, Qiao Wan managed to glance outside and was instantly stunned.
The sky was crimson, dark and gloomy, with the snowy ground covered in a layer of blood. The wind and snow were tainted with red.
A shower of red snow fell from the sky, with strong winds and heavy snowfall. In the distance, the towering mountains seemed to stand amidst a sea of crimson mist.
Fang Lingqing stuttered, "What... what happened outside? It's like a hell out there."
As if this place being a hell wasn't enough, now it looks even more like a hell outside??
"No." Qiao Wan struggled to speak, her voice hoarse. "Look over there..."
This is done by human hands.
At Qiao Wan's signal, a slender figure stood silently in the distance.
The person had disheveled blue hair flowing down to their ankles. Their jade-colored robe fluttered in the wind, and behind them, four hands held a human brain, heart, tongue, and eyes.
The Buddha, or you could say the bad guy, stood with one foot on the broken limbs scattered all over the ground. Behind him, a shining golden wheel spun like a red sun, swallowing up the light. Except for the small area where he stood, everything else was covered in a dark red color.
