The smell of blood had already gushed out along with the opening of the stone door. The two of them quickly turned around and looked at the empty stone room. They were not in the mood to tidy up the place for the time being. They quickly followed behind the demonic monk Nan Bo and carefully observed him from behind. Although they knew that the demonic monk was going to use the blood lotus to be reborn, they were still curious and amazed to see a living person appear with their own eyes. Because of the demonic monk's selflessness, they were too embarrassed to look at his appearance.
However, the two of them soon discovered that something was wrong. They clearly felt that the demonic monk's steps were not steady and were a little frivolous.
Why did the remaining forces of the Ying Family follow the demonic monk? Wasn't it because they wanted to make a comeback in the future? She could not help but be concerned. Ying Yue tried to ask, "Master, did it go smoothly?"
Nan Bo suddenly stopped and lowered his head to look at his feet. The skin on the soles of his feet was too soft, and it was a little uncomfortable to walk barefoot. Raising his head to look ahead, he realized that he was deep underground, and it was impossible for him to walk out with his current strength. His tone was unsteady as he said, "I've succeeded!"
"Then your body … seems a little weak." Ying Yue reminded him.
Zuo 'er was afraid that she would say something wrong and make the demonic monk unhappy. She quickly helped to smooth things over. "Senior must have just been reborn. Your physical body is not used to it yet."
Nan Bo did not hide it. After all, he still needed their help in the following matters. "It can also be said that it is not used to it yet. This physical body seems to be strong, but it is just a facade. Its quality is similar to that of a newborn. I have no magic power now. It is even worse than the state of my divine soul. My divine soul and physical body are still in the process of merging, which suppresses the effect of my divine soul. I can't use many spells and basically have no ability to protect myself. A mortal boy can also kill my physical body. I am currently in the weakest state I have ever been in since I started cultivating. I need to find an absolutely safe place to give me time to recover! "
Zuo 'er nodded. "Senior, don't worry. It is just that it is not advisable to stay in one place for too long. Otherwise, it will be easy to be exposed. I don't know how long Senior will need to recover. This junior can make a comprehensive plan in advance!"
Nan Bo didn't even turn his head as he calmly looked ahead. "I need to temper my body and also need to do some foundational training. This is absolutely necessary. Without a foundation, it will be difficult to improve in the future. Give me ten years, and I should be able to build a solid foundation for my body. Ten years later, I should be able to let go of my progress. In ten thousand years at most, it shouldn't be a problem for me to return to my peak strength. Therefore, during this period of time, make sure that everyone remains silent. Don't let anyone discover my whereabouts. If there are any grievances, wait until I've recovered my strength, and I'll help you get them back! "
"Ten thousand years..." Zuo'er sighed. "I'm afraid that the people below will be anxious!"
Nan Bo slowly turned his head to look at the two. "Tell them directly that I've recovered my physical body. From now on, this world will be controlled by them. Enduring now is all for the future!"
"Understood!" Zuo'er nodded.
In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed. On the surging blue beach, the Demon Monk Nan Bo walked out of the sea with his bare upper body dripping wet. His skin was originally as white as snow, but now it was bronze. His firm muscles gave off an explosive feeling of power. As his upper body walked out of the sea, a huge black shadow appeared on the surface of the sea behind him. A sea python with black and white stripes that were seven or eight feet long was dragged onto the beach by the tail with one hand.
Zuo'er, who was standing under the coconut grove, came over. The Demon Monk exerted strength with one arm and directly threw the huge creature out of the sea and onto the beach. Then, he coldly asked, "Are you ready?"
Zuo'er nodded and said, "I've already prepared it for Senior." She pointed at the cave at the foot of the mountain.
The Demon Monk left a line of footprints on the beach and walked into the cave at the foot of the mountain at a moderate pace.
The underground space of the cave was like a basin. There was a platform in the middle, and the platform was surrounded by ring-shaped seawater that flowed in from a secret passage. Nan Bo, who walked in, stood on the cliff wall of the cave and looked down. He saw a man tied to a bronze pillar in the middle of the platform. Seeing that someone had come in, the man struggled for a while but was unable to break free. His mouth was also strangled by an iron chain, and he kept whimpering as Nan Bo looked up.
A white lotus materialized on Nan Bo's forehead. Bending his legs, he leaped into the air like an eagle and grabbed a metal chain hanging above him. His entire body slid down along the chain and landed on the copper pillar that was used to tie the man up. His body flipped backwards, and his legs clamped onto the pillar. His back was facing the pillar as he slid down, colliding with the man who was tied up below.
Both of their heads touched each other. The man below was still whimpering, but Nan Bo opened his arms to the left and right and slowly closed his eyes.
After a while, the man who was tied up began to tremble uncontrollably. White smoke began to rise from his body and was sucked into Nan Bo's seven orifices.
The man's appearance rapidly aged with the passage of the white smoke. After an hour, the white smoke gradually faded, and the old man also stopped moving. His eyes slowly closed, and there was no more sound.
Nan Bo, who was hanging upside down, lifted his leg and kicked the bronze pillar. His whole body flipped down, and when he landed, he was sitting cross-legged with his palms together. He slowly placed his hands on his knees and gradually closed his eyes, sinking into a deathly stillness.
Zuo'er, who was standing on top of the cliff in the underground space, witnessed the whole process. She was secretly shocked, but also relieved. So that was how it was. If he had followed the normal path of cultivation, how could he have recovered to the peak of the Divine Soul Realm …
Time flew by for a hundred years.
In the misty rain, Yang Qing stood in a pavilion with his hands clasped behind his back. His eyes were perplexed, and his thoughts were wandering somewhere.
On the other side of the covered bridge, Su Yun, who was wearing a long white dress, slowly walked over. She looked like someone from an ink painting. She walked over and stood beside Yang Qing. She turned around and enjoyed the scenery outside. She smiled and said, "What is Mister Yang thinking about? Could it be that you are thinking about your marriage again? "
Time could always fade away many things. There were people, things, things, and even feelings.
Su Yun's feelings for Hao Defang had gradually faded away. She couldn't say that she had forgotten about him, but people couldn't always be immersed in the same emotions. Sooner or later, they would wake up. The sorrow of the past couldn't continue to this day. The things of the past couldn't be seen or touched, and gradually faded away. On the other hand, the people and events of the present were vivid in front of their eyes, constantly deepening their impressions. Time was always the most heartless thing.
It couldn't be said that Su Yun had already forgotten about Hao Defang. How could she forget that person who had been etched in her heart? He remained in her heart, leaving behind unforgettable regrets. Sometimes, she couldn't help but feel sad. The sorrow of dying had truly faded away.
To Hao Defang, who had risked his life to protect her all those years ago, this was exactly what Hao Defang wanted to see. She hoped that she could still live well after he was gone.
Su Yun was already very familiar with Yang Qing. Add to that their statuses in the Prince Manor, it was easier for them to get close to each other. Moreover, with Miao Yi and Yun Zhiqiu creating opportunities for them, they could now be considered close friends. However, Yang Qing was not a very particular friend. Su Yun knew nothing about his background, but Yang Qing knew everything about hers. This made Su Yun feel like she was at a disadvantage. However, after spending so much time together, Yang Qing's intelligence left her in awe. This made her even more curious about Yang Qing's background, and even more curious about what the face beneath that mask looked like.
Yang Qing snapped out of his daze. He looked at her and smiled, "How did you know I was thinking about my marriage?"
Su Yun crossed her arms and asked with interest, "Who is the woman you like? Why don't you tell me? Maybe I can be of some help. Sometimes, it's more convenient for women to communicate with each other than men." Yang Qing had told her many years ago that he liked a woman. It was love at first sight, but that woman was not interested in him. This mask was worn for that woman, and he swore that he would not take it off until she fell in love with him.
Hence, Su Yun became even more curious. A woman who could make such a devilishly intelligent man fall in love with her must not be an ordinary person. Otherwise, with the power and brains that this man relied on, there was no reason he couldn't figure out what kind of woman she was. She was really tempted by Yang Qing to the point of wanting to meet her.
Yang Qing sighed, "I say, why are you so concerned about the woman I like?"
Su Yun chuckled, "I just want you to take off your mask and see the light as soon as possible, so that you won't have to hide from others all day long."
Yang Qing also chuckled, "If you want to take off my mask so badly, then just do it. I won't avoid it."
Su Yun rolled her eyes. If it weren't for that damned vow, she would have taken it off already. Why would she take it off when there was that vow?
Yang Qing's gaze flickered, and he added, "You know that woman as well. I'm afraid I'll scare you if I tell you, so it's better not to mention it."
"I know her?" Su Yun was instantly surprised. She furrowed her brows and thought hard, trying to figure out which woman could fulfill the conditions that the other party had mentioned.
Yang Qing glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He added, "But you don't say. If you appear, there might really be hope for this matter. No, if you try your best, this matter will definitely succeed. I'm just afraid that you won't be willing to help."
Su Yun's gaze flickered, "I say, Mister Yang, since I can help you, why didn't you say so earlier? Is there a need to waste time like this? Hurry up and tell me, who exactly is it? I'll definitely try my best to matchmake you! "
Yang Qing shook his head, "If I tell you, and you don't help, and you find out about my background, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?"
"I'll definitely help if I can. Hurry up and tell me, don't be shy!" So many years of mystery could finally be solved, and Su Yun had the urge to tear his mouth apart.
Yang Qing turned to look at her, and suddenly said seriously, "Are you really willing to help me?"
Su Yun replied, "Of course!" Her eyes were filled with anticipation.
However, Yang Qing dragged his words, "This matter concerns my reputation. Make an oath."
"You want me to make an oath to help you achieve your dream?"
"…" Yang Qing immediately pretended that he hadn't said anything.
"Fine, fine, fine! You're really trying to save your face and suffer. I, Su Yun, swear that if I don't help you when I can, then I'll die a horrible death! "
"Why would I want you to die a horrible death? If I lose my face, what's the point of you dying a horrible death? Hmm … How about this, if you don't help me, then you swear to marry me. "
"The one with the surname Yang, don't go overboard!"
"That's fair. If I reveal such a private matter and let you know who it is, if you don't help me, then you'll have to laugh at me. I'll have to come up with an equal joke to restrain you, right?"
Su Yun couldn't be bothered with him. She turned around and continued to admire the misty rain outside.
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