Lady Lin's First-ever Journey to Immortality

“Listen to me, calm down. You must calm down first…”

Lin Luoran turns her head to see White Fairy while casting a spell to separate water. Facing the dilemma, Lin Luoran feels that it will be better if she tells Fairy the truth first. At first, she tentatively asked if White Fairy and Mr. Ye had a wedding, and White Fairy firmly denied it.

She just forgets what happened when she was ambushed. Can the soul of the departed suffer from Alzheimer’s disease? It’s impossible that she even forgets whether she married her sweetheart or not.

Therefore, Lin Luoran finally decides to tell her about the murals in the underwater palace.

White Fairy is a lady who scolds people in classical and elegant Huaxia language, but now she gets mad out of anger…

Angry White Fairy is very difficult to deal with. Lin Luoran feels that facing the anger of a lady is as difficult as facing a powerful monster.

White Fairy insists on going to the underground palace, and Lin Luoran doesn’t disagree. Anyway, she is no longer a training Qi rookie who could be easily bullied in the past. She can’t deal with the snake monster, but she is not someone that all people and ghosts can tease. She is also very curious about the identity of the female corpse in the Crystal Palace… Even if it is a trap, it is better to deal with it all at once than to keep a time bomb near her.

Lin Luoran consoles White Fairy while thinking that as her teacher and friend, the fairy should never betray her.

Separating the water, they go down. After three hundred years, the stone path under the bluestone steps is still well preserved. White Fairy is one step ahead of Lin Luoran. She is now standing before the first mural.

There are several peaks surrounded by clouds and fog, and pavilions hidden between the green mountains and rivers. Well-dressed cultivators in ancient costumes sit and drink under pines, meditate and fish by the stream, or have a sword fight… There are also some boys in cyan carrying medicine bags shuttling through the mountains and forests, and some maidservants in pink feeding cranes… Stillness and motion, flowers and grass… the lines are simple but vivid, all recreating the scene of the Zu Mountain school.

Facing magnificent Zu Mountain in the past, this mural brought a huge impact to Wen Guanjing. But for White Fairy, it is just the scenery she was used to seeing before.

She mainly focuses on the second mural.

It describes a grand wedding of the world of cultivation. White Fairy looks at the back of a new couple, and her whole person is trembling.

“It’s ridiculous. I don’t even remember that I was a bride… but that figure is obviously mine.”

Even if she can’t recognize him, she even makes a mistake about her own figure?

“I know a friend of Zu Mountain. He said Zu Mountain had no record of this wedding.” Lin Luoran thinks what Wen Guanjing said back then may be useful for White Fairy, so she mentions it quickly.

White Fairy sneers, “No wonder you used to indirectly ask me if I have twin sisters. There are definitely no records about things that have never happened… or maybe the people who attended this wedding are all dead.”

She finishes her sentence, and both of them remain silent. They all remember the sword tomb that they made in the previous two days. The Zu Mountain swordsmen of the old days totally disappear.

White Fairy hasn’t stopped before the third mural for a long time. After Liao told Lin Luoran about the “spiritual world”, she no longer held on to where cultivators of Gathering Vitality went thousands of years ago. It is the fourth intangible mural that makes White Fairy sneer.

After the stone path, it is the stone gate with wood carving Pixiu.

White Fairy shouts out gently, “Come here. Draw a blood figure to suppress it.”

Lin Luoran comes to this place for the second time. She finally finds that the eyes of the two woodcarvings Pixiu look really smart, like living creatures. It reminds her of the colored sculptures of the two concubines of Xiaofei and Xiangfei on Junshan Island.

She doesn’t know how to draw a figure but White Fairy does. After thinking about it in her heart for a while, Lin Luoran follows White Fairy’s instruction. The moment she bites her middle finger, woodcarving Pixiu’s eyes are full of vitality, as if it is about to come alive. She quickly draws two blood figures into Pixiu’s body in the air. The smart wooden sculpture then becomes dull.

White Fairy nods and she is very satisfied with the figure Lin Luoran draws. However, it is not a good time for further explanation. Lin Luoran thinks the blood figure is very similar to the yellow figure lines which the crazy Taoist pasted on the colored sculpture of the two concubines. The difference is probably that one figure is about life while the other is about death.

White Fairy even had Introduction of Swords of Zu Mountain. It’s certainly easier for her to know a few inhibition techniques.

The stone gate slowly opens without any effort. The underground lotus pond palace enough to hold a thousand people appears again.

Above their heads, a big pearl as big as a bowl makes the room full of brilliance. The lotus pond remains the same, but the blue waves are stinking. Some dead branches are floating on the black water. Among pink and white lotuses, there are also purple lotuses. These lotuses seemed to be always blossoming, but now they are a disaster.

In the center of the lotus pond, there is a transparent crystal coffin. Several large pythons as thick as buckets roll around it. The entire underground palace is filled with choking stench.

Ignoring that the environment here is totally different from “her” mausoleum described by Lin Luoran, White Fairy’s eyes flash like lightning. She is staring at the crystal coffin.

A familiar breath in the coffin is beckoning her. With White Fairy’s eyesight, she can naturally see the scene in the coffin—a woman in her favorite yellow palace dress. Her hair is like clouds, her eyebrows are like black ink, and her cheeks are plump and rosy. Her favorite flower peony is inserted in her hair—-eyebrows, eyes, lip… it is clearly her!

White Fairy is shocked. Can it be that her body was not destroyed back then?

Someone actually drove her primordial spirit out of her body, and then seized her body?!

She had the personal ability of the late Gathering Vitality period and she was possessed by someone else. Considering the strength of the world of cultivation at that time, White Fairy feels that it is even more humiliating than being ambushed and destroyed! Someone didn’t hurt her body, but shattered her primordial spirit. Only a ray of her remnant soul survived… Could it be that there was still a Divinized Cultivator in secret land at that time?

White Fairy thinks of so many things in her mind, but she looks calm. She grits her teeth and says to Lin Luoran, “The body in the crystal coffin belongs to me!!!”

She must be so angry that her tone is fierce.

Lin Luoran doesn’t feel relaxed after White Fairy confirms. In fact, she has more in her mind.

It’s so ridiculous! The spiritual mind inside the female corpse actually succeeded in possession on White Fairy. It was totally out of luck for her to escape with the help of fire phoenix last time!

What’s even more ridiculous is that she and White Fairy actually come here again like two idiots.

Lin Luoran looks around vigilantly. Except for large pythons wrapped around the crystal coffin, there are no other noises since they came in for so long.

“Fairy, be careful.”

Seeing that White Fairy is going to investigate, Lin Luoran soon reminds her.

“It’s okay. No matter what the ghost is, you have sealed the two wood Pixiu carvings at the door. At least 80% of its power has been sealed and now it can do nothing to me.”

White Fairy is a powerful soul of the departed, and her spirits are solidified into entities. Now that she is determined, Lin Luoran will no longer stop her.

The underground palace is quiet. The soul is a dark thing, and a few pythons can never fight it. When White Fairy walks in, they all scatter and escape.

The crystal coffin looks new, and the beauty in the coffin seems to be sleeping. White Fairy stands by the coffin. She is moving while the person in the coffin is still. They are like twins.

She stares at the body in the coffin and her expression changes. No one knows what she is thinking.

The underground palace is too quiet. Lin Luoran always feels something is wrong. Her back feels cold, as if she is stared at by a poisonous snake in the dark.

White Fairy feels disgusting, but she controls it and touches the crystal coffin that was wrapped by pythons. Lin Luoran remembers how she was possessed before. She feels that it is really a similar case. Her mouth is dry and she is alert.

“Wait…”

Lin Luoran doesn’t have the chance to say it, and she sees black water rolling in the smelly lotus pond. Lotus leaves rush out from the bottom of the pond and they spread out in the blink of an eye. White flowers, pink buds, and enchanting light purple color… White Fairy is surrounded by beautiful lotus flowers. It also makes her look charming more than ever.

The faint fragrance makes people intoxicated. The most beautiful one is purple lotus. A beam of white light bursts out from the center of the brightest part.

White Fairy snorts coldly. She is about to capture the ignorant existence. However, the white light ignores her and attacks in the direction of Lin Luoran after changing direction.

Lin Luoran moves her mouth and she seems to be smiling. “A scholar who has been away three days must be looked at with new eyes.” After more than three hundred years, the “spiritual mind” still regards her as a weak person and has an obsession with her?

A fire net emerges from Lin Luoran’s palm and goes to the white light.

White Fairy remembers that that thing actually possessed her body in the past, and Lin Luoran is just in the early stage of Gathering Vitality. She feels a little worried.

“You get out of the way!”

After all, it’s too late. The white light suddenly spreads out like how White Fairy found her way out of the illusion circle before. It escaped from the cracks of the dense fire net and then merges again. It is aiming at Lin Luoran’s direction to attack—

…

In the magnetic mountain, Mu Tiannan has been to the altar.

Mu Tiannan is now in the smelly vampire bat cave, but his expression has not changed.

Looking at the dark shadow gradually solidifying at the altar, he stretches out his hand wearing the ring.

“I have taken you back to this place as agreed, and our transaction is officially completed.”

An unwilling voice comes from the bat ring, “What about our agreement? You swore by Devil Inside. Once you break the contract, aren’t you afraid that Oath of Devil Inside will be fulfilled? ”

Mu Tiannan laughs, “Roddick, you have lived for so many years anyway. Aren’t you too naive? I only swore to the Venerable. It’s not you who judges if I have broken the oath… Besides, it’s just Oath of Devil Inside. Do you think a person who chose the demonized way will be afraid of it? ”

Roddick seems to be knocked by a stick. It is so angry that it can’t speak.

“Okay, enough. Just put the ring on the altar.”

The tone of the black shadow Venerable seems to be impatient. If it has anything in common with Mu Tiannan, it is that it always regards a Blood Line like Roddick as a “barbarian”. It will never consider Roddick’s interests.

Roddick is still “chirping”. If it doesn’t agree, the bat ring will always lock on Mu Tiannan’s finger. The black shadow Venerable feels impatient and it simply takes over the ring.

It was extremely painful to wear the ring back then, but now it will only hurt even more if he wants to take it off.

Mu Tiannan has worn the bat ring for more than three hundred years. It has been deep into his hand bones. Connected by red blood, the bones of his whole body are locked!