Chapter 1503

After hearing Liujue's words, He Pingsheng also slowly felt relieved!

At least, he didn't have to worry about Seeing Qiao Huizhu being beheaded!

A careful deduction reveals it: if He Pingsheng were Daoist Qinglian, wanting to use the souls of Seeing Qiao Huizhu and Wen Buwan to resurrect his sister, what should he do?

He would definitely imprison Seeing Qiao Huizhu first; he couldn't let her leave.

Secondly, he would then rack his brains to behead Wen Buwan.

Once Wen Buwan dies and he gets her soul, it wouldn't be too late to kill Seeing Qiao Huizhu then.

And now, Wen Buwan is intact, so he naturally wouldn't act rashly to kill Seeing Qiao Huizhu.

Just as Liujue said, killing Seeing Qiao Huizhu now would only cause her soul to drift away.

"Benefactor He doesn't need to worry either!" Liujue looked at He Pingsheng, thinking He Pingsheng was afraid, and said: "Since that Daoist Qinglian didn't make a move on you before, he naturally won't easily make a move on you now!"

"These old monsters who have lived for countless years, which one of them doesn't cherish their life!"

"They are afraid of being stained by karma, so they only hide in the dark and scheme!"

"Hmph..."

He Pingsheng nodded.

Naturally, that is so!

If Daoist Qinglian made a move, it wouldn't be as simple as just killing He Pingsheng.

If he beheaded He Pingsheng and then indirectly beheaded Wen Buwan, he naturally couldn't bear the karmic retribution of two peerless geniuses.

"Benefactor He, what are your plans for the future?" Mingyuan looked at He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng shook his head and said: "No plans... this junior only wants to raise my cultivation base a bit, so I have the power to protect myself!"

"Otherwise, in this man-eating Immortal Realm, I will sooner or later become fish meat!"

"Amitabha..." Mingyuan nodded: "Very well... you stay here and cultivate together with the Saintess!"

"Although this old monk is aged, I can still protect this Floating Immortal Domain for a time of peace!"

"Many thanks!" He Pingsheng bowed in thanks.

After talking for a while, everyone parted ways.

He Pingsheng followed Wen Buwan to her Daoist field!

Their eyes met, and it was extremely passionate.

He Pingsheng was not overwhelmed by this momentary passion; he waved his hand to unfold all the arrays he carried along with the July Treasure Mirror, shrouding Wen Buwan's entire Daoist field.

In this way, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal wouldn't be able to see through the situation inside.

But a Daoist at the Dao-Origin realm would still be able to see it.

However, He Pingsheng felt that Bodhisattva Mingyuan shouldn't be that bored.

"Hahaha..." He Pingsheng laughed and said: "I thought your master wouldn't let me be alone in a room with you!"

"No!" Wen Buwan's bright eyes were like spring light sweeping through the hall; she looked at He Pingsheng gracefully, slowly knelt before him, and while preparing immortal tea, said: "The Buddhist sect does not promote lewdness, nor does it forbid proper desire!"

"The Ancestor has already granted special permission for me to remain your concubine!"

He Pingsheng nodded.

Then he took out a top-tier seventh-grade Origin of Creation from his storage ring, as well as a jade-green Order of the Great Dao, and said: "Tian Shimei, look, what is this?"

Wen Buwan looked at the two treasures in He Pingsheng's hands; there was no joy in her expression. Her body trembled slightly, and as her hand preparing the tea shook, some immortal tea spilled onto the table.

On her fair face, as bright as a full moon, two tear tracks suddenly appeared.

He Pingsheng asked: "Tian Shimei Wen... what's wrong?"

Wen Buwan shook her head, placed the tea set in her hand on the table, and said: "Brother... did you almost lose your life in that Nine Woods Immortal Domain just for these things?"

He Pingsheng was speechless!

Wen Buwan said: "Don't do this again in the future. This Order of Creation can be found slowly. Since the Heavenly Mandate is with me, there will always be a time when it appears before me!"

"Why must Brother risk your life for it?"

"You don't know how worried I was when I first heard news of you!"

He Pingsheng looked ashamed, handed the two items to Wen Buwan, and said: "Hehe... don't worry, am I not still perfectly fine?"

"Actually, I was also possessed by a ghost!"

"That Daoist Qinglian played with me, telling me there was an Order of the Great Dao of Creation in the Heavenly Mulberry Wood Mystic Realm, and asked me to fetch it for you all to comprehend Daoist magic!"

"Sigh... never expected it was all his scheme!"

"Tian Shimei Wen, rest assured, it won't happen again!"

Wen Buwan nodded, put away the Origin of Creation, and said: "Brother, this Order of Creation should still be given to Sister Qiao!"

"No!" He Pingsheng's expression was exceptionally firm: "Now that I know the cause and effect, it will be extremely difficult to see Seeing Qiao Huizhu again; that scoundrel Qinglian will absolutely not let me see her easily!"

"Also... even if he let me go, I wouldn't have the guts!"

"Therefore, for a long time to come, it is impossible for me to see Seeing Qiao Huizhu!"

"There are nine pieces of the Order of the Great Dao of Creation; you use this one first, and when I fetch the others later, I will give them to her then!"

"Moreover, her cultivation base has already reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal, whereas you are still at the twelfth layer of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, and need the Order of the Great Dao to assist in condensing your own Daoist magic!"

Wen Buwan then nodded and said: "Okay Brother, I'll listen to you!"

"Brother, drink some tea!"

He Pingsheng picked up the cup, took two light sips, and then placed the cup back on the table.

Wen Buwan's stunningly beautiful face turned toward He Pingsheng, her eyes fixed on him, and she asked: "Brother, why don't you drink anymore? Is there something wrong with this immortal tea?"

"Not at all!" He Pingsheng shook his head and said solemnly: "Between you and me, this life-and-death line is very mysterious; we've reached this point, can you still not tell me what this thing is?"

Wen Buwan lowered her head, saying nothing!

He Pingsheng reached out and grabbed the lapel of her Daoist robe, pulling her into his arms across the small wooden table: "Are you going to tell me or not?"

Wen Buwan shook her head stubbornly.

"Fine... Tian Shimei!" He Pingsheng said: "If you don't want to say it, that's fine, Brother won't force you!"

"However, you must answer me another question!"

Wen Buwan suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze: "Okay Brother, except for that question, I will tell you everything!"

He Pingsheng asked: "I remember... a long, long time ago..."

"I gave you a divine ability!"

"I haven't even looked at that divine ability myself!"

"But I remember its name is 【Great Rebirth】..."

"Can Tian Shimei return that divine ability to me now?"

"I want to cultivate it now too."

He Pingsheng clearly remembered that back then, he had thrown a divine ability called 【Great Blessing Technique】 into the Treasure Basin, first copied two, then took out one original version, and continued to strengthen the remaining one, strengthening it into a divine ability called 【Great Rebirth】.

When the strengthening was complete, He Pingsheng and Wen Buwan were in the midst of intimacy, so He Pingsheng didn't look at it carefully and gave it directly to Wen Buwan.

Now he suspected that everything was related to that divine ability.

Upon hearing He Pingsheng's words, Wen Buwan's body trembled, and she said: "What is Brother saying?"

"That is a recovery-type divine ability, only immortals with the Creation Spirit Root can cultivate it; even if I gave it to you, could you cultivate it?"