MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 18
by VolareShen Yucheng tried to break free from the arm, wanting to explain, but in the next second, he was pulled back by Mo Yifeng.
Yan Quanye’s gaze was even more disdainful, as if saying that young people nowadays were truly lawless.
Shen Yucheng felt like crying but had no tears. He was too weak to push away the person pressing on him, and could only wait until Mo Yifeng released him on his own.
Looking at the person on top of him, face resting on his shoulder in deep sleep, he was furious inside, but couldn’t bring himself to wake him up. What if he tried to assassinate him again after waking up?
Yan Quanye saw they were done and walked over, “I broke all the incense burners I could find in the village as you said, and unexpectedly it really worked.” He looked around, the villagers all standing obediently behind Shen Yucheng.
But Shen Yucheng was still controlling them, channeling his spiritual power. He knew that the effect of the incense burners hadn’t completely worn off. If he wasn’t still restraining them, he would already be trampled into mincemeat by the villagers.
It was the incense burners that were bewitching the villagers. Logically speaking, if the main body was burned, it should lose its hallucinatory effect.
What was missing?
He looked at the person in his arms. Huh? Mo Yifeng had actually cut off the illusion.
Almost as if realizing something, golden light suddenly burst forth from Shen Yucheng’s body, scaring Yan Quanye into retreating.
“What are you doing?” Yan Quanye couldn’t withstand the airflow caused by Shen Yucheng mobilizing his spiritual power, and the sand made it hard for him to open his eyes.
“It’s the white mist.” Shen Yucheng looked at the top of the villagers’ heads, where large patches of white mist were gathering. He had missed something just now. If the incense burners were the main source of the illusion, then the white mist was the core of the main body, like the white paper outside a medicine packet, and the medicinal ingredients inside were the white mist.
He used the remaining spiritual power in his body to summon the giant beast. After the breakthrough, it was called the Azure Scale Lion, a fellow as tall as a giant mountain appeared out of thin air on the village road, the dark scales covering its back still entwined with strands of cyan lightning, making a “crackle” sound.
When had Yan Quanye ever seen such a sight? He looked up in shock and fell to the ground, unable to utter a single syllable.
Shen Yucheng pointed to the mist cluster at the top of the sky, telling the Azure Scale Lion to clear it away as quickly as possible. The contracted beast, as if one with its master, was surrounded by cyan spiritual power, lightly jumped and froze in the air, waved a large hand at the mist cluster, and a gust of wind with the intensity of a hurricane swept over mightily.
The vast mist was easily dispersed by it like thin smoke. Following this was a sudden change in the natural airflow, the sky covered with dense clouds.
Yan Quanye, watching this domineering and unreasonable power that changed the weather with just a wave of its arm, trembled and said to Shen Yucheng, “Hey, can’t it be a little gentler?” At least don’t make the world change, right.
Shen Yucheng protected the person in his arms, his hair blown into a tangled mess. He had already told it, but the Azure Scale Lion hadn’t come out for a long time and was excited, not even paying attention to Shen Yucheng’s instructions, eager to express itself.
The moment the white mist dissipated, Shen Yucheng felt the shackles on the villagers’ minds recede a layer, it seemed his guess was right.
He then released the Puppet Art on the villagers. To be honest, he had very little spiritual power left in his body and couldn’t last much longer.
The “army of a hundred” had the light return to their numb eyes, and one after another they fell to the ground, unconscious.
Finally done. Shen Yucheng collapsed to the ground. He had been busy all night, and at this time, the rising sun emerged from the eastern horizon, the morning light shining on Shen Yucheng like a spotlight on a stage, his hair dyed with golden light as he wearily closed his eyes to rest.
But in Yan Quanye’s eyes, he was like a statue chosen by the morning sun.
“God,” he blurted out blankly.
Shen Yucheng’s brow furrowed, he opened his eyes with difficulty, his voice hoarse with fatigue, “What are you saying?” He didn’t want to usurp the position of God, what if he was punished by the Heavenly Dao later?
At this moment, he saw above Yan Quanye’s admiring gaze, a familiar totem appearing on his forehead, and a sense of unease rose in his heart.
No way.
After completing the entire process of the Time Dao, and also resolving the grievances of many years ago, the passage will be opened again. The three people on the ground were gradually becoming transparent, emitting white light from the top of their heads, their bodies gradually turning into specks of light.
Yan Quanye looked at his hands, knowing it was time to leave. His gaze fell on the villagers on the ground and the village houses from four years ago, his eyes full of reluctance but determined to part with them.
The home he had guarded for a lifetime.
As Shen Yucheng was about to completely disappear, he sat on the ground and looked towards the distant forest, where a completely white figure, holding a wooden fan, was deeply gazing at this place, not knowing how long he had been watching in this deserted corner.
Just at that moment, Shen Yucheng intuitively thought that the Time Dao was the most profound scene in the boundary of the past. Could the person standing there be the one who started it all?
The person who caused the tragedy in Jitan Village in the past was silently enjoying the suffering of the villagers in the forest at this time four years ago.
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Inside the wooden house, Mo Yifeng was lying on the ground, Li Juemu’s eyes were red, standing to the side, holding his lifebound sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed at his own heart, and fiercely stabbed down.
“Pounce–” Li Juemu fell to the ground, the sword was bounced out several meters, stuck in the wooden wall.
Mo Yifeng separated the two with a chop, his eyes cold, but his temperament betrayed his just-woken-up state, slowly yawning: “What are you doing?”
At this time, the sound of running came from the door, Mo Yifeng subconsciously tensed his body, making a defensive posture. A figure flashed past the window, he clenched his fists, even though he had just returned from the Time Dao and hadn’t adapted to having spiritual power in his body, he didn’t think to use his sword for a moment.
The figure burst in, “You–”
After waking up, Shen Yucheng found himself lying on the ground, the sun already high in the sky. He thought of the two people in the house and hurriedly ran back to see what was going on, but he didn’t expect to see such a scene as soon as he entered the house. Li Juemu was sitting on the ground, Mo Yifeng’s fists were resting on his chest, making a ready-to-attack posture, as if he had just finished a fight.
“What’s going on.”
The three looked at each other, a trace of awkwardness permeating the air. Shen Yucheng realized that the white mist in the village had gradually dissipated after they woke up.
Strange.
“Why did it suddenly recede.” He said the sentence in his heart.
“In the Time Dao, except for living things, dead things such as the environment will change accordingly.” Mo Yifeng walked to the door while sensing the spiritual power in his body, and said, “In the Time Dao, you smashed all the incense burners, the white mist in the past dissipated and no longer exists, and it will naturally disappear four years later.”
He was adjusting the state of his body. Before entering the Time Dao, he had been affected by the incense burner, and his curiosity about strange things had risen to a frenzied level, so he went red-eyed in the wooden house, laughing wildly at the strange sounds.
Shen Yucheng understood and nodded, then suddenly looked at Mo Yifeng’s indifferent face, overlapping with the face of the girl in the Time Dao. Mo Yifeng knew about smashing the incense burner, so does he also remember…
The figures of two girls intertwined under the white mist floated in his mind.
Mo Yifeng met his eyes, as if he understood what he was thinking in his heart, smiled wickedly and whispered: “Brother Yucheng, you were more proactive in the Time Dao.”
He remembers everything!
Shen Yucheng’s face was as usual, unmoved, but the redness of the tips of his ears betrayed him.
His heart was stubborn, he lost because of physical differences, if he used his original body, he would definitely give a left hook, plus a right kick.
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Li Juemu gradually regained consciousness, blinked his eyes, dizzy and climbed up: “Why is it dawn, where are those voices?”
Shen Yucheng put away his combative posture and explained to Li Juemu about their entry into the Time Dao, and he was hallucinating because of the white mist just now, and it has now been completely eliminated.
“You have already dealt with it?” Li Juemu’s confused brain hasn’t reacted yet, looking at the Futian Sect disciples who were backlit in the sun, he muttered: “The efficiency of geniuses is really extraordinary.”
“…”
Li Juemu went out to breathe fresh air, feeling that he now has the breath of life. He was really lost yesterday and lost himself. Suddenly remembered one thing: “By the way, did you find the Hundred Question Mirror?”
Another silence.
“No way, you have been busy for two days, just to help other villages solve the unsolved case, almost risking your lives, but you didn’t find what you wanted?” He was really disappointed in the genius disciples.
Mo Yifeng kept a cold face. While Li Juemu was speaking freely, he walked up to him, buckled his head with one hand, lifted him up forcefully, made him look directly at himself, and said in a cold voice as if the devil was whispering: “What have you been doing all night? Huh?”
Shen Yucheng ruthlessly raised his head to look at the sun, not seeing Li Juemu’s crying gaze asking for help.
But what Li Juemu said made sense. After being busy for so many days, several life-and-death moments, almost every corner of the village has been searched, but the Hundred Question Mirror still hasn’t been found.
Where did Master throw it?
Suddenly, the golden light on the palm of his hand shone hotly on his body, Shen Yucheng raised his hand and saw a golden totem appearing in his palm, the light was stronger than ever, even Mo Yifeng felt it.
Could it be that something happened to Azure Scale Lion?
He quickly entered the spiritual power state, summoned with golden light all over his body, and a ball of thick white smoke appeared out of thin air.
It’s just that Shen Yucheng looked at the size was not right, how did Azure Scale Lion become smaller?
The smoke dissipated, and the thing inside opened its eyes, and widened its eyes in surprise when it saw Shen Yucheng, and shouted in shock: “Why is it you again?”
Shen Yucheng’s eyes twitched, he should have said that.
The young man in front of him, had taken off his usual cloth clothes, and was wearing silky white plain clothes, the edges of the robes were embroidered with gold thread, and there was a very obvious totem on his chest.
Both understood what had happened.
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Yan Quanye was furious with embarrassment, pointed at Shen Yucheng and cursed: “Release! Release it quickly! I don’t want to be your little brother!”
The totem on his chest was exactly the same as the one on Shen Yucheng’s palm. In addition, he clearly used the method of summoning the Azure Scale Lion just now, but this Earthbound Spirit appeared. The situation was clear at a glance.
He was right in the Time Dao, he had made a contract with Yan Quanye.
Yan Quanye was still rolling around, Mo Yifeng seemed to understand what happened, one arm wrapped around Shen Yucheng’s shoulder, looking down at Yan Quanye, as if declaring his sovereignty.
Yan Quanye was sweating: “…” Take it, take it.
After summoning Yan Quanye, certain information quickly poured into Shen Yucheng’s brain. After a moment, he looked at the angry person with a complicated expression.
Making a contract with the Earthbound Spirit is a unique ability of the Puppet Master, but the contract is concluded unilaterally, and the condition is that the Earthbound Spirit has absolute trust in the Puppet Master, and the Puppet Master personally unties the Earthbound Spirit’s knot. When the above conditions are met, the contract will be automatically produced and cannot be eliminated for life.
In addition, the Puppet Master can summon the Earthbound Spirit to fight, and can also use the spirit’s ability, and the intensity increases with the contract owner’s cultivation base.
Shen Yucheng said the information, Yan Quanye “ka–” became a fossil, incredulous in the trust in Shen Yucheng in his deep consciousness.
“Absolute trust? Mo Yifeng sneered, raised his lifebound sword and put it on the other party’s neck: “Now I will give you a choice of death, so that you can immediately escape Shen Yucheng.”
Li Juemu was completely out of the situation: “What’s going on?”
Shen Yucheng’s head hurt from their noise, and the three decided that since they couldn’t find the Hundred Question Mirror, they would leave here first. Logically speaking, after breaking the secret of the boundary, the spiritual art would automatically be released and invalidated.
Yan Quanye skillfully pointed to the exit, and asked casually when leaving: “But what are you here for?”
“Mirror.” Shen Yucheng perfunctorily said.
“Mirror? Coming all the way to find a mirror? Really idle.” Yan Quanye pointed at his head with his fingers to his master, and then took out from his arms: “Lend you this, this is my mirror.”
The mirror in his hand was only the size of a palm, and there was a deep crack in the middle. Shen Yucheng waved his hand: “Okay, thank you.”
Treating kindness as a dog’s fart, the blue veins burst out of Yan Quanye’s temples, and he was about to take back the mirror.
“Hundred Question Mirror.” Mo Yifeng’s voice hit Shen Yucheng’s head like a thunderbolt from the sky.
He stiffly turned his head, huh?