Chapter 124: The Purpose of Yuchu

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In the dead of night, when people are quiet,

The slender girl helped the man cross the courtyard step by step and walked to the door of the main house.

Open the door, close the door.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound,

As soon as I entered the wing,

Xu Yuan was immediately thrown to the soft big bed from a dozen meters away by Tian Yan, who looked disgusted.

Tian Yan stared at the drunk Xu Yuan on the bed.

Xu Yuan was still lying drunk, and seemed to be really drunk.

A few breaths of silence,

Xu Yuan sighed softly, rubbed the shoulder that was hit, and said with a smile:

"As childhood sweethearts who grew up together, I think you can be a little gentler."

Tian Yan glanced at him, ignored his nonsense, and walked to the mahogany table in the middle and sat down:

"Why are you pretending to be drunk?"

Xu Yuan stood up, walked to sit next to Tian Yan, and asked:

"I won't pretend to be drunk. Where shall we stay tonight? We are not familiar with this place, and we don't have a tael of money on us."

Tian Yan glanced at Xu Yuan, slightly surprised by his attentiveness, and asked:

"Okay, did you hear everything they just said?"

"Naturally." Xu Yuan.

"What do you think?"

"What did I think?"

Xu Yuan grinned: "I think I should ask you what you think now."

Tian Yan's identity will become the Charming Tree Spirit in the future, and now that the Charming Cherry Tree has emerged, according to the historical trajectory, she will be refined into a spiritual spirit.

Tian Yan's face darkened and he asked:

"Is there anything you can do?"

"Your current physique is different from Wang Yuchu's back then. If this illusion is really like reality, it shouldn't be your turn."

"The soul-refining spirit does not look at the physique, but the mind and soul."

"Your soul."

"Yantian Divine Soul."

"There's nothing we can do about it. You've been transformed into a spirit monster, so I don't need to do anything." Xu Yuan laughed.

Tian Yan stared at him quietly without speaking.

Looking at the information,

Xu Yuan performed a French military salute and said with a smile:

"No kidding, with our relationship, I can't just sit back and watch you being trained into a spiritual monster by them. I will help you."

Tian Yan’s voice is cold:

"Xu Changtian, don't say it so nicely. I was trained to be a spirit monster, and you can't run away either."

Xu Yuan did not refute this statement.

It can be heard from the conversation between a group of dudes at the previous party,

Jinghe is not only very talented in cultivation, but he also won the first place in the last sect competition among the second generation disciples.

If Tian Yan was trained into a spirit spirit, the sect would never allow such a strong man with evil intentions to live given the close relationship between the two.

To cut the grass, remove the roots.

This was probably how Jinghe was refined into the Leech King back then.

And besides that, there was one more thing Xu Yuan had to consider.

After entering this illusion, he has been thinking about one thing.

The purpose of the Charming Tree Spirit in creating this illusion.

As long as you are not a lunatic, if you do something, there will be logic to follow.

The last moments of Yuchu were sober,

She must have had her own purpose in letting him enter this selfless dreamland in a sober state.

Thousands of years ago, one person turned into a cherry and the other turned into a leech.

And he, Xu Yuan, knew about her affair with Jing He and let him enter the hallucination in a sober state. Was he trying to make him change the outcome?

Before Yuchu died, he self-destructed himself to create such a magical illusion. He couldn't have wanted to watch what happened before happen again, right?

As his thoughts surged, Xu Yuan finally sighed softly.

He really hates the Riddler.

After all, he helped Wang Yuchu fulfill her ten thousand-year obsession. Couldn't she tell him more useful information before she blew herself up?

A "thank you",

A word of "sorry",

Who could have guessed what she wanted to do by bringing him in?

After gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan whispered:

"Actually, we don't need to worry too much about this matter for the time being. Wang Yu was first sacrificed and refined into the aura spirit of the Charming Cherry Tree after she became the Saint of Qionghua Sect. You are still just an ordinary second-generation disciple. Before that, We just have to find a way out.”

Tian Yan was slightly startled when he heard this.

She discovered the problem in Xu Yuan's words.

Why...does this guy know that Wang Yuchu was trained into a spirit monster after becoming a saint?

After thinking for a moment,

Tian Yan took a deep look at Xu Yuan and tacitly agreed not to ask about this topic, but instead talked about other things.

The group of Qionghua Sect dudes were basically defenseless against the two of them, so the two of them got a lot of useful information from their chats.

The title of saint has different statuses in different sects.

Some saints only have high status, some are in charge of the sacrificial ceremony, and some are directly defaulted to be the next heirs of the sect, similar to the princes of the dynasty.

The saintly daughter and son of Qionghua Sect belongs to the former. It is just a status symbol and has no other substantial sect power except that the treatment will be much better than that of other disciples.

However, the position of the Holy Son of Qionghua Sect is empty at this moment, because the previous Holy Son died when he went out for training the year before last, and it seems that the current senior officials of Qionghua Sect have no intention of selecting the Holy Son for a while.

Therefore, there is still some time between her and him.

The two discussed their future plans,

Xu Yuan suddenly thought of something and whispered:

"Tian Yan, you should have discovered it."

"What?" Tian Yan asked.

Xu Yuan pointed to the sundial placed in the courtyard and whispered:

"The flow of time in this illusion is different from that in the outside world."

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Tian Yan's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and then he was relieved.

It's a very simple truth. If the flow rate of time in illusion and reality is the same, then she may be dead at this moment.

In reality, although she had set up the "shield" mantra to protect her body before she fell into coma, her soul was trapped in the illusion. A few hours were not enough for Ran Qingmo to blast away the "shield" mantra, and even more Not to mention that Xu Yuan was still accompanied by the traitorous Saint.

Thinking of this, Tian Yan's thinking froze.

Wait, traitor saint?

Tian Yan's beautiful eyes looked at Xu Yuan with astonishment.

Seeing her look like this, Xu Yuan was slightly surprised:

"What's wrong?"

Tian Yan said nothing and pointed to his index finger that had the soul ring on it first.

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Silence fell suddenly.

From the moment they entered the illusion until now, he and she had ignored one thing.

Ran Qingmo was far away from the scene, but the remnant soul of the saint was in Xu Yuan, and he did not enter the illusion.

After a long silence, Xu Yuan asked tentatively:

"Tian Yan, do you know why the saint's remnant soul was not dragged into this illusion?"

The gorgeous cherry blossoms that dragged him into this illusion were obviously aimed at the spirit soul. As a soul body, there is no reason why the saint's remnant soul would be spared.

Tian Yan thought for a long time, and his pleasant voice contained a hint of hesitation:

"If it were other illusions, there should be a way to get rid of it with the methods of the traitorous saint, but the illusion of the Charming Tree Spirit is basically impossible, unless..."

Speaking of this, she paused and looked at Xu Yuan with a strange look:

"Unless the Charming Tree Spirit took the initiative and didn't take him in."

"Why?"

"How do I know why?"

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There was silence in the room,

Xu Yuan and Tian Yan stared at each other with big eyes.

There is another chapter later, before twelve o'clock

(End of chapter)