Chapter 33 Why didn’t Asa let me die, but wanted to practice dual cultivation with me? ...

Yu Yao/Wen

Chu Yan felt a little amused and helpless when he heard Xi Che's words, and his icy face softened a little. But looking at the white-faced ghost lying not far away and vomiting blood, he found it an eyesore no matter how he looked at it, and he really wanted to stab him to death.

Chu Yan knew that with such emotional changes, he was no longer worthy of being called a god - a god should be without love or hate, and should only feel compassion or relief for the sins or merits of the world. To have the idea of ​​killing another person for the sake of one person is no different from a demon.

But he still couldn't control his emotions.

Perhaps, he should really step down from his current position.

Xi Che sensed Chu Yan's murderous intent. He looked up at him and said, "Don't kill him yet. These people are very weird. I don't know what they did to make me unable to move. I don't know if they poisoned them."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan helped Xi Che to the side of the white-faced ghost. He stared at his face for a long time without saying a word. Although the white-faced ghost was kicked half to death by Chu Yan, he showed no weakness when looking at him and seemed to have quite a bit of backbone. Chu Yan looked at him for a long time before saying, "I don't think he poisoned you, but it's their racial ability."

After he said that, he looked at the white-faced ghost and asked, "Are you from the Gou Tu clan?"

"Gou Tu?"

Xi Che had never heard of this name and couldn't help but frowned. The white-faced ghost also looked at Chu Yan in surprise. In his opinion, no one should know the name of their race.

Chu Yan looked expressionlessly at the hill emitting purple light in the distance: "Few people know about this. The races that were sealed and exiled in the Ladder to Heaven are only recorded in the Book of the Bright Sun, so even the gods above the Nine Netherworlds have never heard of it."

The Book of the Bright Sun? Xi Che had heard of it before. This was a booklet similar to that passed down orally from generation to generation by gods, and only those who inherited the throne could see the contents. Xi Che also inherited a book from the old god of war, which recorded some taboos, conventions, or history.

I think Chu Yan must have heard about this Gou Tu family from the previous generation of Mingzhao God.

Chu Yan looked at the man in front of him and said expressionlessly, "The Gou Tu clan is a very strange race. The place where they live will often gather turbid air and negative energy. Wherever they go, disasters continue, so they are exiled to another world."

Xi Che frowned and said, "Then this is not the scope of Jiuyou, but a space in another world?"

Chu Yan nodded, "There is only an entrance formation on the ladder. This should be the space where the Gou Tu clan was exiled."

The White-Faced Ghost listened for so long, but he couldn't guess the identities of the two people. It was just that words like "Jiuyou" and "Mingzhao Shen" made him feel that the identities of these two people were extraordinary, and that succubus didn't seem to be an ordinary succubus.

He stared at Xi Che and said, "Since you know that I'm from the Goutu clan, you should know that I'm the only one who can break the magic on him. If you let me go, I will break it for him."

Xi Che suddenly smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. Do you know that there is an evil magic in this world called soul-searching?"

The soul-searching technique was invented by Xi Che based on the questioning of the mind technique that the gods in this world often used. Unlike the questioning of the mind technique, the soul-searching technique will not allow the person being cast to voluntarily reveal the secrets in their hearts, but will directly present in the caster's mind what they have experienced and what they don't want to tell others, and the information obtained is more accurate. Moreover, the method of questioning one's conscience is mostly used on those who voluntarily reveal their secrets and feel guilty. It has no effect on those with a slightly stronger willpower.

Soul-searching is different. Whether or not the person wants to speak out depends on the ability of the person performing the soul-searching, not the will of the person being soul-searched.

However, because soul-searching is a violent and brutal method, the brain nerves of the person being searched will be severely damaged and the person will become demented, so it is regarded as a sorcery.

When Chu Yan heard the word "soul-searching", he subconsciously glanced at Xi Che. Xi Che noticed his gaze and felt a little weird - in fact, his current level of cultivation was not enough to use advanced techniques such as soul-searching. The cultivation level of the caster had to be much higher than that of the recipient in order for it to be effective. If he really wanted to cast the technique, he would naturally have to use Chu Yan's hand.

Alas, he is the dignified God of Light, how could I allow him to learn my "evil magic". Xi Che told this story mainly to scare the white-faced ghost and make him take off this thing on him as soon as possible.

But the White-Faced Ghost is not only a tough guy, but also has a good brain. He is not fooled at all. He probably doesn't believe in the existence of soul searching. He suddenly smiled at Xi Che: "Your ability to lie must be second to none among succubi. I just don't know about your other abilities. It's a pity that our good thing was interrupted by this guy..."

Chu Yan heard that he spoke in a frivolous tone, his eyes still darting around Xi Che, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. He raised his foot and kicked the white-faced ghost hard on the chin, kicking him far away.

"Chu Yan."

Xi Che hurriedly stopped him - he knew he was standing up for himself, but Chu Yan was so powerful, one kick from him... no ordinary person could withstand it, and if he kicked again, the White-Faced Ghost would probably really turn into a ghost.

Chu Yan frowned slightly, stared at the white-faced ghost lying on the ground spitting blood and said, "Tell me the mantra."

Xi Che was stunned for a moment and pretended to be stupid, "What mantra."

Chu Yan turned his head to look at him, "The mantra of soul-searching."

Xi Che bit his lip and refused, "You are the God of Jiuyou, why bother to dirty your hands for such a person. Soul-searching is too cruel, you... are not suitable for it."

Chu Yan subconsciously hugged him tighter when he heard it, "This is the magic you created, how could it dirty me. And I spared his life, isn't it merciful enough?"

He knew everything about Asa, and he also knew why they criticized the various "evil arts" he created. In Chu Yan's heart, Asa is kind, but he is not an easy person to control. His kindness is different from that of gods, and he will choose his targets. He is very kind to the weak and kind-hearted people and will not care about their small mistakes, but he will not hesitate to use extreme measures against his enemies.

Moreover, compared to this point, Chu Yan disliked him using such an excuse to divide the two of them into two clear factions of good and evil. He did not allow him to use the soul-searching technique, which was naturally out of kindness to protect his "nobility" as a god, but it also pushed him further and further away.

Chu Yan stared at Xi Che, and seeing that he was still hesitating, he leaned close to his ear and whispered, "If you really have so many concerns, why didn't Asa let me die, but wanted to practice dual cultivation with me?"

"......!"

Xi Che blushed at his words. He looked up at Chu Yan, with a bit of shock and pitiful eyes - how could Chu Yan say such rude words? !

Chu Yan didn't think that what he said was excessive at all. He gently lifted the black hair that fell on Xi Che's cheek and tucked it behind his ear, and said softly: "Be good, tell me the formula."

Xi Che felt that his heartbeat quickened when he was looked at by him, his mind became a mess, and his mouth was out of control. He felt that if Chu Yan did not become a god, he had the potential to be a demon. He felt that he seemed to be using some kind of beauty trap...but he had no evidence.

"Just... the third sentence of the Questioning Heart Technique is swapped with the first sentence, and the tenth sentence is changed to 'Strengthen the meridians to go backwards, and use Yao technique to lock the soul.' When performing the technique, increase the strength by eight points and go straight into the spirit platform."

Chu Yan put Xi Che aside temporarily, came to the dying white-faced ghost, opened his hands and grabbed his crown. A golden light shot out from Chu Yan's palm, and the white-faced ghost began to tremble violently, as if an electric current was passing through his body.

Xi Che watched from the side, lowering his head slightly - Master Meng had always been afraid that he had led Chu Yan astray, and now it seemed that he had been led astray by him after all. He knew that he was using the soul-searching technique, but there was no hesitation on his face. If they continued to stay together, it might really be like what the dream master said, and Chu Yan would be doomed.

Xi Che closed his eyes, unable to bear to watch any longer.

Of course, he did not feel any sympathy for the White-Faced Ghost. This man's death was not a pity. He just didn't want to see Chu Yan become like himself. Xi Che is not afraid of taking the blame, nor is he afraid of going against the rumors in this world. He even doesn't mind standing against the "righteous people" all over the world. What is generally considered as sorcery and evil magic is only a small part of Xi Che's learning and creation. It is his tool to explore the new world. He doesn't care about the world's opinion at all.

But today, he had to admit that his ideas were indeed too unorthodox. Every world had its own rules, and the ending of rushing around recklessly was the same ending as in his previous life.

He was deserted by his friends and family and fell into disgrace.

Chu Yan can't be like him.

Chu Yan’s cultivation was much higher than that of the white-faced ghost, so the soul-searching process was not too difficult. He returned to Xi Che, put his finger on Xi Che's forehead, and easily broke the spell cast by the white-faced ghost.

Chu Yan helped him stand up from the ground: "Not only did I read the method of understanding the art from his memory, I also saw some unusual things. In the early years, the Gou Tu clan captured many humans to refine their souls and gather Yin. This matter became a big deal, so they were exiled to this place. Moreover, this space is not completely disconnected from the outside world. They are still secretly capturing people and continuing to refine souls. I don’t know what they want to do."

Xi Che suddenly remembered the conversation between the White-Faced Ghost and his junior brother at the beginning, and said: "I heard them mention a young master, who seems to be their leader. If you want to know the truth, you have to find this person."

Chu Yan nodded: "In that mountain."

Xi Che followed his sight and looked into the distance, and saw the mountain emitting purple light that he saw when he first landed here. It seems that he had wronged Baihu. He said that the mountain had an ominous aura. It seems that this purple light is really not a good thing.

"Then let's go and check it out. By the way, tell me the solution to the spell you saw, so that I won't fall into your trap again in the future."

Chu Yan had no doubts and told Xi Che everything he saw from the White-Faced Ghost's memory. Xi Che was thinking that since this space was still communicating with the outside world, there must be exits in other places. If he was lucky enough to meet one, he would let Chu Yan leave first and he would investigate the truth of the matter himself. By then, he would be able to deal with the racial talent of this Goutu clan. Moreover, he had just considered it and realized that in terms of cultivation alone, he was not unable to defeat the white-faced ghost. It was just that he had attacked him by surprise at the beginning, making him unable to move. Only Baihu had to fight alone, so of course he was at a disadvantage.

Xi Che didn't want Chu Yan to interfere in his affairs anymore, for fear that he would get stuck in a quagmire...

Chu Yan saw Xi Che was in a daze for some reason, and gently put his arm around his shoulders: "What's wrong?"

Xi Che came back to his senses and shook his head hurriedly: "Nothing

, nothing." Just now, Baihu suddenly spoke in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Do you think Chu Yan likes you?"

This sentence scared Xi Che, but thinking carefully about his performance just now, and looking at the way he was looking at himself now, Xi Che couldn't lie to himself anymore. When Chu Yan looked at him, he really didn't look like an ordinary friend.

Maybe it's because they were asleep.

Xi Che couldn't help but curl his lips - gods are not born without desires, they are just educated to be so, and there is a bug potion like the Spring of Questioning the Heart, which can restore their emotions to factory settings anytime and anywhere, so of course they appear to be without desires. But now that the Spring of Conscience is gone, there’s no guarantee whether they will develop any feelings for each other…

If Chu Yan has any desires, he would probably like the body of this succubus.

After all, succubus are really good at sleeping...

"Why do you care whether he likes you as a succubus or your previous identity? Anyway, if he likes you, just sleep with him. Before he dies, absorb some of my cultivation and let me feel good. The cultivation of the God of Bright Light should be better than that of the big demon."

- Shut up! You slutty, filthy cat!

Baihu snorted coldly: "Isn't it a waste not to sleep? Anyway, he likes you. Other people's souls follow the master to eat and drink the best, but I have to suffer with you every day. You won't let me show off before I die. You have a really cruel heart."

...

I was too lazy to argue with him.

Xi Che pointed at the two people from the Goutu clan on the ground and said to Chu Yan, "In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, let's change into their clothes. They are the subordinates of the young leader, and they are dressed like this, like an organization. It will be convenient for us to get information if we pretend to be them."

The most important thing was that Chu Yan now put the coat on himself. He was only wearing a lotus-white gauze dress and a black silk dress inside, which looked too... too suggestive.

Alas, it's Chu Yan's fault that he has the kind of figure that will attract a lot of wolves if he wears a little less.

Chu Yan had no objection to this, and he stripped the clothes off the two men. He also threw a corpse and a naked body that had been searched into an idiot state into the remains of the Eight Snake Sacred Tree.

Seeing Chu Yan becoming more and more skilled at cleaning up the mess, Xi Che felt more and more guilty towards him.

Who is Chu Yan? He stood out from so many trainee gods. He had to work so hard to have the opportunity to study in Fengzao Mansion... and he endured so many years in Fengzao Mansion. He was finally canonized as a true god. His future is bright. He usually had palace maids to help him with his eating, drinking, daily life, and even putting on his robe, but now they came to help him do these things.

He really felt sorry for her...

"If you feel sorry for her, you should follow her wishes. She likes you, and you should like her too. Anyway, you've both practiced dual cultivation..."

"You're talking nonsense."

Xi Che cursed Baihu in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Of course I like her, but it's because I like her that I can't let her 'like' me anymore. I'm almost dead, and I'll be struck by lightning if I do something like this."

Liking someone doesn't mean pulling him down from the altar into the mud.