Chapter 669: Listening to Sword Teachings Again

Although she agreed verbally, Li Xizhou didn't fall asleep immediately. She thought quietly about the dream just now, feeling that every detail was so real and clear.

But in fact, what was clear was not the plot, but the emotion. This dream made her feel lost and reluctant after waking up, because she had truly entered that tiny body, and those tiny, pure emotions occupied her entire heart.

Li Xizhou glanced at the figure outside the screen again, pulling herself out of this emotion a little. Being alone in the emptiness can make one feel melancholy for a long time, like a small boat on the sea, but putting another person in, saying two words to you, this atmosphere is very easy to break.

Li Xizhou thought about this dream from a detached perspective. She was thinking, what is the answer to the question?

What is the test? And what is the difficulty?

The woman beside her when she was an ignorant child, she didn't know where she came from. When she came back to her senses, she had already disappeared. Looking around, there was not a trace, like a hazy and gentle dream.

Now she has grown up, and she wants to look back to find her, to trace all the traces she left behind. Did she ever breathe vividly in this world? What kind of years were those? Who killed her? And for what reason?

Can the gentle smile in the child's dream be seen again?

"When she grew up, the Qilin blood gradually awakened, and she lost the perception of the Spirit Realm," Li Jian said. "The blood of Immortal Hunting is difficult to coexist. The half of the blood that Wei Qingju left for you was suppressed, blinded, and dormant, so you only had the innate ability to enter the Spirit Realm before the age of six."

"I want a kind of pill," she said, "that can suppress the Qilin blood in my body."

"How can there be such a pill in the world."

"I want a kind of pill," she repeated.

So actually she didn't leave, Li Xizhou thought, she had always been waiting in place, waiting in that old palace seventeen years ago. It was I who grew up and walked forward. Time built layers of membranes, blocking her far behind.

Now I am back to find everything you left behind twenty-three years ago. That would be left for me, right... But, are there any hints?

What test did you leave behind? Hidden words, maxims... anything is fine. How can one enter the Luoshen Palace?

The Qilin blood has reached a very thin concentration, so tonight I could integrate into that tiny body so well. A few days ago, I also entered the Mirage Realm, touched the Luoshen Mu Tao, and even arrived outside the Luoshen Palace.

Are these not the key, Mother? She looked at the roof beam and thought quietly, gradually falling asleep at a certain moment.

In the morning, Seeing Pei Ye was cleaned and had his stitches removed by Qu Xin. He sat up and put on his clothes. Qu Xin threw the blood-stained gauze into the water and organized the instruments on the side.

Although it didn't damage the foundation, the muscles and bones were indeed still a bit improper. For cultivators in the upper two realms, it would be difficult to recover from extremely tragic injuries. Seeing Pei Ye repeatedly wandered within the range of such injuries and then used divine objects like Binglu or Luoshen Mu Tao to recover as before. But in fact, overly rapid repair would also make it too late for the meridians to be combed clearly. A cultivator who is always seriously injured and recovers rapidly will always leave some hidden dangers. Qu Xin just reorganized Seeing Pei Ye's body into a proper shape like this, just as an old farmer knows his own acre of land like the back of his hand.

Although the newly cut wound was a bit painful, the muscles and bones were indeed much easier. Seeing Pei Ye had breakfast, didn't greet anyone, didn't even bring the kitten, just by himself, took a plaque, carried a sword, and left the Zhu Jingdian toward the west.

Mingyue Palace, chaotic branches and old snow.

Seeing Pei Ye used the scabbard to clear a path and walked to the end with difficulty. Looking up, the wooden door of this old palace was still half-open. That day he cut the lock, but the lame maid who thanked him for it probably wouldn't come again.

From a certain perspective, he had actually never truly entered this legendary Spirit Realm.

At the Phantom Building and Yu Sicheng's residence, he swallowed shark powder, but that was a clever smuggling by humans. Later, he borrowed the flesh and blood of the Red Bead Diving Carp, but that was actually Li Wuyan's fish, which was not originally given to him; it was a shameful robbery.

The Spirit Realm had never truly opened its doors to him; it was he who invaded it time and time again. After leaving, he lost the channel to enter, and next time he wanted to enter, he could only find another way.

But now standing in front of this old door with mottled moss, he thought for the first time, maybe he could truly get its acceptance once.

There was no purpose, and he didn't want to go in to do anything, just simple longing and hope, leaving the reality under his feet, pushing the door to enter a reflection of old years.

Because the world will not satisfy such a beautiful dream, he yearns for this cold and magnificent fantasy.

"The path is exhausted, the dream is far, and the spirit is seen." Back then, Jiang Yan was trapped in a boat on the Wei River. When there was no way to go in reality, who wouldn't look forward to a dreamlike world? Now he should be no different from that.

Seeing Pei Ye stood quietly, waiting for the favor of that world. He felt that such a reunion promoted by nature would have more fatalistic poetry.

But he waited for a long time and nothing happened. He raised his hand to push open the old door in front of him. The dirty snow in the courtyard had melted, and there was nothing, only the howling wind.

I don't know if it didn't hear his prayer, or if this smuggler had been rejected forever. In short, the Spirit Realm didn't favor him.

So Seeing Pei Ye had to close the door again, lowered his head and sighed softly, and reached his hand into the bag.

Fortunately, he had the shark pearl powder looted from the Yu residence.

Just ask politely before breaking in.

A small jade box sent from the Immortal Platform contained a small pinch. Seeing Pei Ye opened it, tilted his head, and poured it into his mouth.

Then he closed his eyes, passed through that familiar dizziness, and opened his eyes. The lines of the scenery were all changing in a chaotic light and shadow, and the sound of chaotic branches cutting the wind in his ears disappeared... replaced by a slight rustling.

Moist coolness poured into his nose, and fine rain hit the leaves. The two doors in front were very upright and tight, showing a new bright wood color after being wet by the rain.

Red walls and green tiles, lush leaves and new flowers, a spring rainy night descended here.

Seeing Pei Ye's face was not surprised. For him, this was a guess verified. He lowered his head and pressed the sword at his waist, his throat moved, and he pushed open the two doors in front of him.

A new and quiet courtyard, lamp stands, flowers and plants, night butterflies... all gathered the tenderness of the spring night. Clean stone slabs were paved all the way to the front of the main hall. On the steps in front of the hall sat a young man with a sword by his feet.

He was looking over.

Seeing Pei Ye stood at the door, watching quietly, and didn't move.

The words of the Mirror Green Phoenix in the official report flooded back into his mind. Those faint paper scents seemed to have been transmitted from the small town of Fenghuai to his nose now.

"... The spring is cold, the man is wearing only a thin black shirt, which is also soaked by the rain at this time."

"He has a tall posture, like a strong pine wrapped in a piece of black cloth."

"..."

Seeing Pei Ye opened his mouth several times but couldn't speak, only silence. This appearance was too strange in his eyes. When stared at by those eyes, his body tensed up involuntarily.

Actually, that was still a somewhat faint shadow, but it was much more real and had much more weight than Luo Weiyou.

The Spirit Realm's projection of reality follows some rules. Some are what Seeing Pei Ye felt personally, and some are conclusions told to him by the Immortal Platform.

In general, the Spirit Realm likes liveliness. It is always empty when it is born, and then records more complex scenes. It tends to record living things, and among living things, it tends to those that are more complex and spiritual. And when it reaches the level of humans, the more times they appear in its field of vision, and the more profound and intense their emotions and conflicts are, the more they will leave their projections on the paper of the Spirit Realm.

It updates its content according to this rule, so the Qujiang Pool will become the Phantom Building.

And the Mingyue Palace twenty-three years ago also left a Mirage Realm. The night he killed Yu Sicheng, when Seeing Pei Ye stood by the Jing Pool, he saw the faint lights in the Mingyue Palace from afar.

At that time he thought, would someone be sitting on the steps waiting for him?

"Ordered to guard the palace, idlers stop." Yue Muzhou sat on the steps, didn't stand up, and didn't reach out to touch the sword, just looking at him, "Who are you?"

Seeing Pei Ye raised the Yanzi plaque in his hand, arched his hands and bowed: "Yanzi Seeing Pei Ye, met the Crane Inspector Yue."

"Does the Divine Capital have a Crane Inspector like you? What's the matter?"

Seeing Pei Ye walked toward him: "Ordered by Master Li, deliver a message to the Crane Inspector: There may be an assassin entering the palace tonight, aiming at the Empress."

"Hmm? Who?"

"【Four-Water Cult Snake】 He Wujian." Getting closer, Seeing Pei Ye found that this face was also not clear, but he could still roughly see the appearance of the features. A face that could interpret the word "cold and sharp" to the extreme was truly good-looking.

Seeing Pei Ye stood a zhang away and found that the man in front of him attached unimaginable importance to the matter of "someone assassinating"—he frowned slightly, his posture became upright, and his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the young man in front of him.

Seeing Pei Ye originally thought he would be more calm, because after the eighth life, he had personally experienced it. When sitting on the steps, he knew every movement of the sleeping palace behind him like the back of his hand.

That kind of control over the area of gaze is very confident, especially in a place like the Great Ming Palace. You know all the mysterious prohibitions, and nothing can bypass yourself and your sword.

Seeing Pei Ye originally thought the man must have the same confidence. But soon he understood that Yue Muzhou's trust in the sword in his hand might be firmer than his. He was vigilant about any wind, because he was indeed very concerned about the safety of this sleeping palace.

There were indeed no other guards in the entire Mingyue Palace. It seemed that as long as he sat here alone, no one else was needed. If he couldn't guard it, then no one could guard it.

"I know this person. How will he enter the palace and how will he make a move?" Yue Muzhou said.

Seeing Pei Ye shook his head, just looking at his face: "I don't know either, so I came to see the sleeping palace."

The subsequent words were like self-talk: "Yes, Crane Inspector Yue is sitting here, how can he make a move to succeed."

Seeing Pei Ye spread his hands, and a Luoshen Mu Tao grew in his hands: "This is the token of Her Majesty the Empress. Please take me inside to pay respects, Crane Inspector."

Yue Muzhou shook his head, one leg stretched down, the sword still leaning on the steps beside his leg: "Since there is permission, you can go in yourself."

He stared at the young man's face and looked, seeming to smile with some interest: "Can a person like you also be a Yan Inspector? Where do you work—forget it, you go first."

Seeing Pei Ye arched his hands, turned around, lifted the curtain, and entered the sleeping palace.

Different from the real Mingyue sleeping palace, everything broken returned to a perfect state, and there were many utensils Seeing Pei Ye had never seen. The tone in the palace was very bright, very different from Li Xizhou's sleeping palace.

Seeing Pei Ye bypassed the screen and walked in. Wei Qingju's shadow was very faint, almost disappearing.

Luo Weiyou didn't know when she sat on the edge of the bed, curious: "She is the Empress, you are a subject. According to human etiquette, you seem to be unable to go any further."

"You know quite a lot, Luo Weiyou."

"No one is disturbing now. These days I am Luo Buyou."

"How did you get here."

"I go wherever I want." The faint shadow shook her body, "Feeling you came to the Mirage Realm, I came to find you."

"I came to do some things."

"What thing?"

"A matter of life and death," Seeing Pei Ye said, "You move away, don't block me—this is not the Empress, this is just the place the Empress passed through."

Luo Buyou floated up gently, landing on the crossbeam, both hands leaning on her sides: "What are you going to do?"

Seeing Pei Ye didn't answer. He walked all the way to Wei Qingju's bed, then moved half a step forward, using his knees to resist the edge of the bed, separated from the person on the couch by only a thin curtain.

This distance was about the same as the distance between him and Li Xizhou that night.

The fine rain outside the palace was still rustling. The man was still sitting on the steps, his posture no different from just now. Seeing Pei Ye could imagine him stretching his left leg, the sword placed on the steps beside his leg, his hand three and a half feet away from the sword.

Then Seeing Pei Ye closed his eyes gently and dropped his hand to his waist.

Subtle and silent, the sword light flashed like flowing light.

A person two feet in front of him, this distance was not even as long as the sword. This was Seeing Pei Ye's lightest and fastest sword. In front was just a target that wouldn't move.

No matter how one thinks, this sword cannot miss.

When the sword was two-thirds out of the scabbard, it was an instant.

Seeing Pei Ye's whole body seemed to be pierced by a sharp needle suddenly. Every muscle lost its action, and his heart and lungs were gripped into a ball at the same time. Only when closest to death had Seeing Pei Ye felt this pressure of exploding fear.

A pair of long, bright eyes appeared in his field of vision, and a small faint pattern spread from the left eye.

Staring at him without emotion, intelligent, proud, cold... Seeing Pei Ye tilted his neck and turned his wrist, the sword light in his hand turned toward his front, but only one thought flashed.

A thin, sharp, bone-piercing cold had already pierced his throat.

How can there be such a fast person, how can there be such a fast sword! ===== CHAPTER 670 =====