About Qingshui
"Ha-ha, are you angry that I talked about you?"
Xue Ying snorted, "Stupid nun, I hate you for a long time.If it were not Bai Su who wanted to save you, I would walk in one of the henchmen of Fate Ancestor. It’s more useful."
The cyan light in Xue Ying’s eyes flickered for a while, and it seemed unable to argue with Xue Ying anymore. It finally fell into silence.
At this moment, Qu He carried a colorless round wheel with dim light into the hall and smiled bitterly, "Fellow Practitioner Su, this is the treasure of my sect, the Perfection Wheel, but only Senior Master Qingshui…can manipulate it."
The implication was that if Senior Master Qingshui disagreed, no one could manipulate the treasure.
"Is that so?"
This was unexpected for Xuan Yu’er, and Xue Ying was also embarrassed. Su Li frowned and was about to speak. But Huan’er suddenly stand up, "It’s okay. I know how to manipulate it, too."
Qu He was stunned for a while, blurting out, "Junior Grandmaster, your identity…"
"Junior Grandmaster?"
Xuan Yu’er looked at Huan’er’s childish face in astonishment, "Huan’er, aren’t you…Junior Sister Apprentice?"
"It is no sense to hide my identity anymore."
Huan’er smiled and looked up, saying to Xuan Yu’er, "I have heard the conversation between you and Lady Xueshen. It is also a death testing for my master. I won’t sit back."
At this point, Huan’er looked at Su Li, "The manipulation of Perfection Wheel is quite complicated. Grand Elder Su, will you go to the cave with me to discuss it in detail?"
"Of course."
Su Li chuckled, and Huan’er beckoned the wheel into her hand. She nodded to everyone, "Sorry, we’ll leave first."
Su Li glanced at Ling Li and transmitted the sound to him.
"I won’t manipulate the wheel right away. You can wait a few days in Ciyun Building, or you can do your own things and come back in a few days."
Ling Li nodded slightly. He would not leave. The whereabouts of Su Li’s reincarnation were the top priority to him.
"Alas! I can’t help in the end."
Xue Ying swung the tobacco pipe and got up to go back to the cave. Xuan Yu’er hurried to follow. It was always useful to make more preparations, so they couldn’t be idle even though they didn’t know how the death testing would come.
Soon, only Ling Li and the Owner of Ciyun Building were left. Qu He smiled politely, "Hey…young man, how about moving to the guest room?"
Ling Li breathed a sigh of relief inwardly and nodded.
Taoist nun of Ciyun Building didn’t gossip like the First Elder of Fenglei Holy Sect.
Qu He led the way for a moment, but suddenly, she turned around and asked Ling Li with a smile, "What’s the relationship between you and Grand Elder Su?"
Ling Li didn’t say a word.
Meanwhile, Su Li walked with Huan’er.
"Now that you relate to Tianxing Valley, then…you should also know something about the secrets in the era of Master of Qingshui Circle, right?"
Su Li admitted frankly, "Sure, but I didn’t experience it personally."
Huan’er smiled embarrassedly, "Can you see it?"
"Sure."
Su Li said softly, "If I’m not mistaken, you will die soon."
"Yes…"
Huan’er recalled, "Although it has been ten thousand years ago, the catastrophe of that year was so clear that it seemed to happen yesterday. The way of erasing memories by the natural law is indeed terrifying, but the sects like us all have secret methods with rich foundation. Each method shows magical power. Behind each powerful holy sect, there are always people who still know the truth. But…if another ten thousand years pass, the trace of truth will become rare."
Huan’er looked worried at this point. She stopped and looked directly at Su Li, "In fact, we don’t have much time, right?"
Su Li was silent for a moment and then nodded gently.
"Then hurry up, and I will teach you how to manipulate the wheel. Although this treasure belongs to my master, now she falls into a deep sleep and you can manipulate it freely with my help. I will talk to Lady Xueshen to keep my master from interrupting us."
"Thanks a lot."
Su Li nodded, and light flashed through her eyes, "Do you know the background of Lady Xueshen?"
"Lady Xueshen is the cultivation companion of the Owner of Tianxing Valley, and…she is also the old ancestor of Xueshen Sect."
Huan’er smiled helplessly, "Lady Xueshen doesn’t ban killing. Her sect is also not full righteous or evil. The philosophy of her sect is almost completely opposite to that of my master.
"Xueshen Sect?"
Su Li remembered the Xueyin Bandits she had encountered in the Tianjiao Battle, "Is Xueshen Sect still exist?"
"No."
Respect appeared in Huan’er’s eyes. She cautiously said, "The people of Xueshen Sect battled with Fate Palace with their full strength like Lady Xueshen. At last, they were specifically targeted and completely annihilated by Fate Ancestor. Lady Xueshen also lost her physical body at that time…
She seems casual, but in fact, she has occasionally expressed sadness and guilt over the years. She probably feels that living with shame is sorry for the dead…"
Huan’er paused when she said this, and a cold expression appeared for the first time, "I don’t know if anyone has told you. There is another person you need to be careful besides Fate Ancestor. Ten thousand years ago, she was called Many-faced Witch. She cast a spell on me."
Light flashed through Su Li’s eyes. Suddenly, she thought of the words that Fang Ling had reminded her that year.
Would Fang Ling’s Master and Many-faced Witchbe the same person?
"No one knows what Many-faced Witchlooks like. But her reputation has spread. Many of the vicious schemes of Fate Palace are made by her. And she also contributes to the refining of the Poisonous Fate Substitute Insect. If it were not her, it wouldn’t be so easy for Fate Ancestor to escape from the Great Lord of Qingshui Palace."
Huan’er sighed softly, "That’s all I know, and I hope it’s helpful to you."
As she said, she used tactics with hands, and the Perfection Wheel immediately lit up with white light, floating between them, "Now I will transfer my recognition mark to you. It will take about a day…"
Huan’er’s voice gradually diminished. She immersed herself in peeling off the mark.
While Su Li was still receiving the mark in Ciyun Building, Xiang Hua, who was far away in Fenglei Holy Sect, started to run on errands.
Having been mutilated by the Poisonous Substitute Insect for hundreds of years, he joined a secret small group. There were only 20 Grand Elders or Elders of the holy sects who had not yet surrendered themselves to Fate Palace.
It was heard that this group had been established since the collapse of Qingshui Palace. The group had a history of more than ten thousand years. It had a unique space and could temporarily isolate the impact of Poisonous Substitute Insect. Besides, it could also use unique means to monitor the poisoning degree of someone who was harmed by that insect.
This group was called Poisonous Insect Removal by them. The meaning was simple and straightforward. They wanted to find a way to get rid of the PoisonousSubstitute Insect one day with their efforts.
It was said that during the heyday of the group, there were fifty or sixty people, containing 80% of the forces of the holy sects. But later, as holy sects were penetrated one by one by Fate Palace, the members became less and less.
Grand Elder of Meizong Sect was once one of them and met with Xiang Hua before. Unfortunately, later Grand Elder of Meizong Sect was terminally ill and directly removed from the group. So, when Su Jiuzhou talked to Xiang Hua about Grand Elder of Meizong Sect, he had no doubt.
It was also because of the existence of the isolated space that he could go for broke when Su Li used methods to isolate the effects of Poisonous Substitute Insect.
Fortunately, he won the bet!
After a burst of ecstasy, he immediately began to summon the members of Poisonous Insect Removal. He also knew that this matter was of great importance, so everything was done in secret. It took seven or eight days to summon all members in secret.
The isolated place, hidden in a small mortal village, was just a courtyard surrounded by simple fences, but each table, chair and stone were placed in a unique manner, which implied the natural law.
At this moment, members of all ages and both sexes entered the deserted courtyard one after another. The mortals in the village lived as usual, as if the members were invisible.
When the last person arrived, Xiang Hua, who had been waiting at the courtyard table, opened his eyes suddenly with a grave face, "All fellow practitioners, long time no see."
The white-haired old woman stood at the outermost edge of the courtyard, leaning on a cane. She said unhappily, "Xiang Hua, you know that the current confrontation between Ni Sectand Fate Palace is in a sensitive period. Why do you still use the highest-level carrier rune to summon us?"
"I think so, Xiang Hua."
Another Grand Elder of a holy sect also said in a deep voice, "We’ve talked about not meeting for nearly thousands of years. What’s the urgent matter that you need to summon us in a hurry?"
Xiang Hua saw that everyone was unhappy, but he still smiled, "Before talking, we all swear according to the old rules."
The white-haired old woman and others were slightly relieved, and their suspicions were slightly cleared. Since Xiang Hua was still willing to take a serious oath, he was still sober and not completely corroded by the Poisonous Substitute Insect.
They were aggressive because they just want to test Xiang Hua’s situation. Since the establishment of Poisonous Insect Removal, there had been a crisis of leaking information, and it was even to be cleared by Fate Palace. Fortunately, no matter how many the casualties were, the group still existed, so the rules of the Blood Curse Oath were produced.
"I, Xiang Hua, make a Blood Curse Oath here. If I pass a word today into Fate Palace, my blood, soul and physical body will be…sucked up by the curse force… I will be tortured to death!"
As soon as Xiang Hua ended his oath, a bloody rune was condensed in the void, which was engraved on the back of Xiang Hua’s hand. When Xiang Hua was over, everyone followed up and swore their oaths. It was not the first time because of their proficiency.
For them, whose cultivation was at the realm of Junior Emperor, entrusting their lives to the oath was a shame. But those who were now parasitized by the Poisonous Substitute Insects, were already ashamed.
After all the people finished swearing, the joy that Xiang Hua suppressed hard expressed suddenly, and his voice was trembling with excitement, "Everyone! My Poisonous Substitute Insect…has been removed!"
Profound silence fell when his words came out, leaving only dozens of sudden breathing sounds.
"You… What did you say?!"
The white-haired old woman’s voice became hoarse at that moment. She was nearly being completely eroded. She had already given up. Today, she just followed the group’s rules and regarded it as a mere formality, only to find Xiang Hua…!
Xiang Hua laughed, "Although I don’t know what the principle is, you…can try this method taught by my foster father…"