As for the third method, it was to rely on oneself to overcome the Inner Demon Tribulation. If one could overcome it, one's cultivation would improve qualitatively. If one failed to overcome it, one would naturally die and not even have the chance to reincarnate.
Ye Xuan was not depressed when he heard this answer from Liu Baiyi. Since he already knew that the Inner Demon Tribulation was unavoidable, Ye Xuan could only face it calmly. He also believed that he could overcome this tribulation with his own perseverance.
In the past three days, Ye Xuan and Liu Baiyi talked a lot, and also vaguely mentioned the matter of becoming an immortal. According to Liu Baiyi's inference, Ye Xuan had already embarked on the path of devouring blood and Qi.
Although this kind of cultivation method was extremely fast, the drawbacks were also very obvious. Because Ye Xuan had killed too many people, the vengeful spirits around him were wrapped in a vicious aura. When Ye Xuan broke through to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, these vengeful spirits would probably erupt together and usher in the most terrifying Heavenly Tribulation in history.
Liu Baiyi was indeed a genius of Taoism. He told Ye Xuan that although he had lost his physical body, he had studied the Way of Immortality day and night for the past 500 years. He had also created a set of formation that could conceal the mysteries of heaven. Perhaps it could help Ye Xuan when he crossed the Immortal Tribulation.
However, this set of formation was still in its embryonic form. As long as he was given another 10 years, Liu Baiyi guaranteed that he could perfect it.
In exchange, Liu Baiyi's request was very simple. He hoped that Ye Xuan could find a suitable physical body for him and let him reappear in the world again.
This condition could be said to be simple, but it was also very difficult. In order to find a suitable physical body, one had to be at the Golden Core Stage to accommodate Liu Baiyi's Primordial Spirit. But how could there be a Golden Core Stage cultivator in this world?
The sun rose and the moon set, and the stars moved.
Ye Xuan woke up from his thoughts and waved away his troubled thoughts. When he opened and closed his eyes, a touch of blood flashed across his eyes. He quickly made a decision in his heart.
Liu Baiyi's talent was peerless, and he would definitely be of great use to him. From the way he talked, it could be seen that he was a person who was infatuated with Immortal Cultivation and had extraordinary talent in Immortal Cultivation. In the future, he would be a great help to him.
Of course, although Ye Xuan thought highly of this person, he was extremely suspicious. Naturally, he would not completely trust Liu Baiyi. Before he left, he even planted a Blood Talisman in this person's body. With just a thought, he could destroy this person's soul.
"It's time to go back."
Ye Xuan stood up in the air. When he took a step forward, he turned into a streak of blood-red light and shot towards the capital.
…
Capital City, a courtyard house.
Ye Xuan stood in front of the gate, his expression extremely gloomy. This courtyard house was his residence in the capital.
But what did Ye Xuan see now?
Two wreaths were placed in front of the gate, and a large "Memorial" character was pasted on the iron gate. There was also a pair of elegiac couplets hanging on both sides of the gate. It was obvious that someone in the family had passed away.
But Ye Xuan's family was all in Jiangnan, and this courtyard house was only his temporary residence. Who would be so bold as to mess with him?
Ye Xuan's expression was gloomy. He strode forward and pushed open the iron gate. As the iron gate was pushed open, Ye Xuan looked around. The courtyard was filled with yellow paper money, and there were white paper dolls everywhere. It gave off an extremely gloomy feeling.
Ignoring these depressing things, Ye Xuan stepped into the main hall. But when he entered the main hall, a brand new memorial tablet came into view.
This also made Ye Xuan's expression freeze. He stared at the few large words on the memorial tablet as if he could not take his eyes off it.
The memorial tablet was inscribed with a few large words: Beloved daughter, Ye Ling 'er, mother, Han Qiuyun.
"Impossible!"
Ye Xuan stared at the memorial tablet in front of him. His voice was extremely cold. When he opened and closed his eyes, an extremely terrifying blood-red light spread out, and the surrounding void rippled.
The scene in front of him caused Ye Xuan's mind to fluctuate greatly. He could not believe what he was seeing.
After a full ten minutes, Ye Xuan gradually came back to his senses. He quickly took out his phone and pressed the power button until the phone screen lit up. Hundreds of missed calls and text messages appeared before his eyes.
Mother Ye, Qinglong, Xia Qingzhu, Yun Mengyao, and many unknown numbers.
Looking at the missed calls on his phone, Ye Xuan's expression became even gloomier. The blood-red light around him could not be controlled, and a great sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.
It had been two months since Ye Xuan left the capital. During this period of time, in order to not be disturbed by outsiders, Ye Xuan turned off his phone. But when he returned to the capital again, he encountered such a strange situation.
He quickly opened the unread messages. When the messages were reflected in Ye Xuan's eyes, an extremely terrifying blood-red light shot out in all directions with Ye Xuan as the center.
Rumble!
The earth shook violently, and the surrounding houses collapsed instantly as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred.
Boom!
The sound of a sky-high explosion came, as if the waves of the vast sea were surging. Ye Xuan's face was ferocious. He turned into a blood-red cloud and rushed directly into the sky, disappearing from the destroyed courtyard house.
…
Ye family ancestral home, inner hall.
A crystal coffin was placed in the middle of the inner hall. Ye Ling 'er seemed to be asleep as she lay quietly in the crystal coffin, as if she would never wake up.
Around the inner hall, the father and son of the Ye family were full of worry. Qing Long was beside Mother Ye, and his expression was extremely gloomy. Only Mother Ye's eyes were lifeless, as if she had become a walking corpse. Her two eyes stared blankly at Ye Ling 'er in the coffin. Her face was haggard.
"Auntie, have something to eat." Yun Mengyao brought a bowl of bird's nest porridge and called out to Mother Ye softly.
"Mother, you haven't eaten for three days. Eat something." Looking at Mother Ye's haggard face, Ye Ping couldn't bear to see it.
"Qiuyun, Ling 'er's body has been here for a month. Why don't we bury her?" Ye Cang Hao persuaded Mother Ye with a complicated expression.
"No! No! "
Mother Ye's eyes were filled with tears. She seemed to be in a daze. She choked and said, "Ling 'er won't die. She won't die. I have to wait for Xuan' er to come back. He will definitely save Ling 'er."
"Qiuyun, the dead can't be brought back to life. You … sigh …!" Ye Canghai sighed and couldn't continue speaking.
Rumble!
All of a sudden.
It was as if the mountains and rivers had collapsed, as if the stars had fallen. The sky outside completely darkened. Endless lightning intertwined in the clouds, and an extremely terrifying explosion reverberated in all directions.
Boundless hostility and murderous intent filled the sky. A blood-red meteor swooped down from the sky. Following the explosion, the entire Ye family ancestral home shook violently. It also made the faces of everyone in the inner hall change. They didn't know what had happened.
Dong … Dong … Dong.
Every step was like a mountain or a river. Murderous intent filled the sky. Ye Xuan walked slowly, and a mournful bloody light surrounded his body. When he stepped into the Ye family's inner hall and saw Ye Ling 'er in the crystal coffin, he stopped in his tracks.
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