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Lei Shi concentrated all his spiritual power in his body. He could almost guess that this was definitely a trap set by the man named Yang Yu. Ever since the young man acted so boldly and used the monster to contact the man without authorization, the course of events was no longer as the young man predicted. It had gradually become a trap set by Yang Yu.
If you want to escape, the price you have to pay is at least cutting off one of your arms.
Now they are close to the mountain gate of Liuli Sect. There must be cultivators at the Longmen Realm in the second-level sect. Maybe they are already looking for his whereabouts, and may have found him and are rushing towards him quickly.
Lei Shi was very clear about the gap between himself and Longmen. It was impossible to fight the enemy head-on. Even if he wanted to escape quickly, he would probably be caught up. If he could not escape from the Liuli Sect within a day, he would be dead.
He now probably only has a cup of tea. The best option is to find out why he was discovered, solve the problem quickly, and then escape.
Lei Shi began to resent the young man. If he hadn't insisted on coming out on his own, he would probably have found a widow and was happily fucking her every day. But the one who resented Yang Yu even more was Yang Yu.
Lei Shi's face was fierce, and he cursed viciously, "Damn Yang Yu, why didn't you die peacefully? Why did you have to struggle before death and drag him down with you? Don't wait for him to escape from this danger. When he escapes from this danger, he will definitely destroy Yang Yu's soul."
There are always some geniuses who are self-righteous and always think that they are the chosen ones of God, who can resolve dangerous situations time and time again and even defeat the opponents. However, they do not know that they are just fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others, and that everything is just an illusion before death.
It's disgusting.
Damn Yang Yu, he must kill him!
Lei Shi took a deep breath and spread his spiritual awareness, searching for any suspicious places around. Sure enough, less than three miles away, he found a group of people wearing Liuli Sect Taoist uniforms.
One of them was holding a compass in his hand. Lei Shi could tell at a glance that this thing was related to divination. It was likely that the man with crutches used the compass to find him and then notified other people in the Liuli Sect. If he was not killed, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the Liuli Sect's Longmen monks.
Lei Shi's eyes showed murderous intent, and all his strength from the late Pei Yuan stage was unleashed. In an instant, he arrived next to the small group of people in the late Gu Ben stage.
The spiritual pressure blew away the surrounding trees, and the terrifying pressure directly crushed the rocks and soil in the area.
Three people instantly fell into coma on the spot, vomiting blood, and their life or death was unknown.
The compass in the hands of the young man with the pestle shattered. He was shocked and terrified. Before he could say a word, Lei Shi crushed his head, destroyed his spirit, and killed him on the spot.
Lei Shi had no time to observe the others and did not want to waste even a second, so he turned around and fled, leaving the leader kneeling on the ground. After the extreme fear and confusion slowly disappeared, the leader suddenly realized that the young man next to him had been killed by the monk who suddenly appeared.
"Hey, brother, I told you to run away early, but you insisted on walking leisurely. Why are you so confident? If you succeeded in plotting against a cultivator in the late Pei Yuan stage, you should have run away in time."
The leader sighed secretly, began to wake up his companions, and dug a grave for the young man with the pestle on the spot.
Not long after, a dark light fell heavily on this place. Wu Shao held a sharp sword in his hand, looking at the tombstone with the name of the young man with a crooked face, and a trace of anger appeared on his brow.
"First seat."
The leader bowed.
"Where did the people go? I will go and avenge you."
Wu Shao said coldly.
"That direction."
The leader pointed toward the sky.
When Wu Shao was about to fly, he noticed the compass on the ground. The broken compass had turned into an arrow, and the direction it pointed was exactly opposite to the direction pointed by the leader.
The leader also noticed the compass. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled sadly. "First seat, it looks like the direction is the other way."
"Well, you can get 10 pills out of the 20 pills this time."
Wu Shao sighed in his heart. If he could have come faster, he might have been able to save the dead divination genius.
What kind of genius must a person be to be able to use his own resentment after death to tell fortunes after death?
What a shame.
Wu Shao's aura was restrained, and his spiritual awareness was like a sword light, sweeping in the direction indicated by the compass.
"He wanted to find a wrong direction to lead us to search, and then hide somewhere and take the opportunity to escape, haha."
"Use your head to pay for the life of the genius of my Liuli Sect."
Wu Shao drew his sword, his aura soaring into the sky. With such an undisguised outburst, he almost instantly locked onto the hiding Lei Shi, who was only ten miles away.
Lei Shi was terrified and wanted to run away.
The sword flashed, chopped off his legs, and sealed his spiritual power.
Wu Shao sneered, and almost at the speed of teleportation, he reached a distance of ten miles in two breaths. The death of the divination genius was closely related to his failure to burst out with full speed.
Lei Shi looked at Wu Shao who suddenly appeared beside him, but his body was as weak as that of an ordinary person. The fear of life and death reached its peak at this moment. His legs went soft and he knelt on the ground.
Wu Shao looked at the scene in front of him and felt even more annoyed. He did not stop the sharp sword in his hand for a moment. He stabbed Lei Shi's painful points three times, making Lei Shi suffer from such pain that he would rather die than live. Then he killed him with one sword.
"..."
"Ugh."
Maybe it's a blessing or a curse.
Wu Shao sighed. To have a genius like Yang Yu enter the sect, the sect had to pay the price of a divination genius.
Sigh... But if he had really flown at full speed at that time, could he really not have been able to save this fortune-telling genius?
The tombstone of the young man Chuguai stood in its original place, with a series of protective formations left by Wu Shao. The broken compass was taken back, and Wu Shao decided to hand it over to another person.
An hour later.
Inside the Liuli Sect.
The leader of the team of young men on crutches left the Monks' Pavilion with 20 yellow-grade medicinal pills.
Xiaolu was carefully piecing together the broken compass, with a letter next to it, addressed to Yang Yu.
Wu Shao went to the confinement cliff and punished himself for half a month.
98 Life and Death Divination
In the dense forest.
Sikong Xue took off her clothes and danced gracefully in the deep spring.
The snow-white body is dotted with two pink spots. When the jade hand is raised lightly, transparent drops of water fall along the smooth skin.
Yang Yu sat cross-legged outside with his back turned, looking inward at his own sea of consciousness.
The Bloodthirsty List was shaking, and the ranking was slowly refreshed until a blank appeared.
Yang Yu's spiritual body watched from the sidelines and breathed a sigh of relief.
As expected of the Liuli Sect, killing a late Peiyuan cultivator is as quick as killing a chicken.
There were two items floating in the sea of consciousness, one was the reward for killing Zhu Long, and the other was the reward for killing Lei Shi that had just appeared.
These are two quaint books.
Yang Yu observed the two books carefully.
The reason why I didn't carefully observe the reward after killing Zhu Long before, but now observe it carefully, is because these two things are surprisingly similar.
"Moon Divination"
"Sun Divination"
Yang Yu stroked the ancient names of the two books and slowly opened them.
“The laws of nature are ever-changing, but the laws of man follow them; the laws of man are ever-changing, but the laws of the world follow them.”
"The world is ever-changing, but it feeds back to the laws of nature, and the cycle repeats itself, with its own cause and effect..."
Yang Yu's eyes lit up. "Moon Divination" was the reward after killing Zhu Long. He flipped through it briefly at the time, but couldn't understand what it was talking about. He could only vaguely guess that it was a book of divination.
Yang Yu has never been interested in divination, so he put it aside in his sea of consciousness for the time being.
Now, after killing Lei Shi, "Solar Divination" has explained all the difficult-to-understand parts of "Moon Divination" and recorded various divination techniques. These divination techniques are applied and deduced in "Moon Divination", and then become various divination techniques that can predict the future.
The most mysterious of these is the divination of life and death. If you practice it to the extreme, you can even resurrect the people with whom you have a karmic relationship.
Yang Yu was excited, it turned out that only by possessing these two books at the same time could one understand the divination methods mentioned in them. Moreover, even cultivators who had broken through the upper three realms might not be able to master the mysteries contained in these two books.
On the contrary, as long as you practice these two divination techniques to the extreme, you will definitely be able to enter the upper three realms.
This is a secret method of cultivation that is even better than that of a psychic body.
Yang Yu was immersed in divination, reading word by word. Countless compass needles gradually appeared in his sea of consciousness. The upside-down space shattered in the next second, becoming a chaotic place. He didn't know how quickly time was passing.
Sikong Xue had already put on her clothes, her icy cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was quite disappointed that she couldn't wait for Yang Yu to peek.
Looking at the setting sun in the sky, Sikong Xue woke up Yang Yu who was still immersed in divination.
"We should go back."
Sikong Xue said softly.
Yang Yu suddenly came to his senses and slowly opened his eyes. There was some confusion in the depths of his eyes and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"……Um."
Yang Yu nodded and stood up. His black hair grew rapidly and quickly passed his shoulders. There was a hint of mystery on his face.
Sikong Xue was a little surprised. A cultivator was unaware of the passage of time during his cultivation, and his body would temporarily stagnate. Only when he cultivated to a certain level could he be in harmony with heaven's will, follow the changes, and grow naturally.
In these few short hours of practice, has Yang Yu reached some kind of realm that is in harmony with the Way of Heaven?
He really is worthy of being called such a person.
Sikong Xue smiled and held Yang Yu's hand.
"Your hair has grown long. Do you want me to trim it for you?"
"My hair will probably grow longer in the next few days, so I'll trouble you again then."
"It's okay. I'll trim it for you no matter how many times you have to."
Yang Yu smiled, held Sikong Xue's hand, and flew towards the gate of Liuli Sect.
Sikong Xue did not fly by herself, but just leaned gently on Yang Yu's shoulder, feeling the warmth beside her.
During the short few hours they spent together, it was just her and Yang Yu, and they didn't do anything intimate. They just chatted with each other, stayed together, and enjoyed the scenery.
The gap of not seeing each other for several years quickly melted away like water and became a catalyst.
The feelings of secret love turn into the most wonderful sweetness, and between every frown and smile, only the figure of the lover remains.
Half an hour later, they returned to Liuli Sect.
Yang Yu originally wanted to go back to the island directly, but the disciple guarding the mountain gate said that Wu Shao had left him a letter and something to give him, so he had to come to the Monk's Pavilion.
There is rarely a distinction between day and night in the activities of monks. However, after nightfall, apart from necessary matters and cultivation, many monks will not choose to do anything after dark.