I imitate others' cultivation, and I will never reason with you.

Chapter 223 Blessed People
Xizui and Ruan Xing entered Sui Lingzhu one after the other.

A large area of ​​space in Sui Lingzhu seemed a bit desolate, with some items piled up lonely in several spaces.

Ruan Xing thought curiously, is this what Cai Jiao and Shen Lingyun felt when they stayed in her storage bag?

Xizui suddenly said, "This Suilingzhu should also be considered a small world, right? I wonder if it is possible to produce Hongmeng purple energy."

"It's impossible." Ruan Xing said, "When the small world develops to a point where it is close to complete and has the consciousness to be independent and no longer dependent on the world of immortal cultivation, the primordial purple energy will be born. However, Sui Lingzhu has been refined into a spiritual tool, and there is no tool spirit, so it is impossible for it to have the consciousness to be independent."

"I see." Xizui nodded slightly, found a place to sit cross-legged, and began to rest with his eyes closed.

Ruan Xing also began to meditate not far away, practicing the chapters in the Record of Nourishing the Spirit, calming his mind and strengthening his spiritual power.

However, because Xizui was beside her, she did not immerse all her mind in cultivation, but instead used a trace of her consciousness to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

She clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves.

Time passes little by little.

Xie Feng's lazy voice came in, "Come out, it's already daybreak."

Ruan Xing looked at Xizui and said politely, "You first."

Xizui flew towards the light door that suddenly opened in the air.

After he left, Ruan Xing also flew up, but his eyes only lightly dropped on the air.

Outside the light gate, Xizui was standing aside. When Xie Feng saw Ruan Xing coming out, he closed the light gate and gave the Sui Lingzhu to Ruan Xing.

Xi Zui asked, "How did the sky light up?"

Xie Feng shrugged, "Just like that, it suddenly became bright all of a sudden."

Just like when it gets dark.

There are simply too many flaws in this secret space that go against common sense.

Ruan Xing took the lead and said, "Go and see how those two people are doing, and ask about the situation in this town."

They didn't have time to ask yesterday, they were all confused by the sudden enthusiasm and familiarity of the two people.

Passing by the room from yesterday, Ruan Xing suddenly turned in. The leftover pastries on the table were still there, with a bright color and a sweet aroma of food.

She opened her palm, and in her palm was the same small piece of pastry, which had lost its moisture, became a little crispy, and smelled a little bit like it was spoiled.

Sure enough, there is time inside Sui Lingzhu.

But not here.

She threw the spoiled cake back into the paper bag and turned to go to the room where the two men lived.

Xie Feng and Xizui had already spoken a few words to them.

The scarred male cultivator said, "We are going to the temple to pray for the child who died, hoping that our next child will be healthy."

Next?
Pregnant again so soon?
Ruan Xing felt a little creepy, but when he saw the expressions of Xie Feng and Xi Zui, he knew that he was overthinking.

Xizui asked, "What temple?"

"The Fairy Temple, it is said that when the world was first created, there was a fairy dressed in red clouds, who used her red clouds to weave the sky, leaving a piece of pure land here for us to live in." The female cultivator said with a face full of longing, "The Fairy Temple will definitely bless my child."

The scarred male cultivator asked, "Do you want to go too? You can come with us."

Xizui nodded and said, "Okay, you go first, we will be there soon."

The scarred male cultivator held the quiet flesh ball in his arms, supported the "weak" woman with one hand, and slowly headed in a certain direction.

"Why is there a temple here?" Xie Feng asked curiously.

"Yeah, why is there a temple?" Xizui sighed.

"No, what's wrong with the temple? What's wrong?" Ruan Xing wondered.

She also has a temple. There are temples for her in Xumi Realm, Yunyang City and Huayang City. It is not normal for mortals to like to build temples.

Although she does not believe in these feudal superstitions, and there are no natural laws such as incense and vows in this world, mortals worship her respectfully and pray for her protection. These places are under the jurisdiction of the Fengling Yueying Sect, so it doesn't matter if she takes care of some injustices. Ruan Tao likes it anyway.

"Mortals build temples for cultivators because they have something to ask for. You immortal cultivators like to be famous, so you will naturally cater to the wishes of mortals." Xizui sneered, "But have you ever seen a mortal pray to a demon cultivator?"

What can they pray to the demon cultivator for? Beg for their lives?

Then no temple will be built.

"The formation of the Guixu secret realm is originally related to the place where it is located. Even five or six thousand years ago, the northern border was where more demon cultivators were active, and immortal cultivators were rare. And this secret space was the Guixu land of the northern demon cultivators in ancient times. There are no temples in the northern border, so where did it absorb the samples from?" Xie Feng said.

Therefore, this fairy temple in the secret space is the biggest flaw.

Could the Hongmeng Purple Qi be in this place?
But isn't this a bit too obvious...

Ruan Xing couldn't easily estimate the IQ of the small world consciousness, because it seemed to have no common sense at all.

"So, we have to go to this temple and take a look. Although the two people just now are monks, their lifestyles are similar to those of ordinary people. Perhaps the world consciousness deliberately influenced them to do so, and was unwilling to let them retain the monks' instincts. So, even if we really find the world consciousness, its strength should not be particularly high." Xizui said.

Even the Jindan cultivators are afraid of them. The strength of the three of them is far superior, so there probably won't be any problem.

"There's more." Xie Feng suddenly lifted the quilt on the bed, revealing the bare wooden board. He pointed to the burr on the edge and said, "There's a scratch here."

Under the bed, there were two storage bags and two magical weapons.

It was probably an item that once belonged to the two monks, but now they have forgotten it.

Ruan Xing leaned forward to take a look and saw several lines of densely packed small characters on the wooden board.

"I always feel like I should write something down, but I can't remember where to write it down. Maybe I forget a lot of things every day. I have to write them down. I can't forget them."

Xizui sent them here to explore the secret space, and their mission must be to record the information about the secret space. However, this female cultivator was too deeply affected and forgot the jade slip on the first day she came in, so she could only engrave it on the bed board.

Fortunately, Xie Feng discovered it.

"On the first day, after arriving here, we discovered some strange phenomena in the town, but did not find any danger, so the three of us separated. Pu Xue and Zeng Qishe wanted to go outside the town to look for clues, and I stayed in the town.

I didn't find out any news in the town, but I met a strange male cultivator. He said he knew me, and I also felt that he looked very familiar, so I accepted his invitation and came to live here.

I have to be patient and wait for Pu Xue and Zeng Qishe to come back.

I don’t know why, but I just feel so sleepy. Never mind, let’s go to sleep first and talk about it tomorrow.”

"The next day, my neighbor brought me a lot of clothes and food, and congratulated me. It was so strange because I had already achieved the Golden Elixir Fasting and didn't need to eat.

Besides, how can you eat anything in the secret realm?

I declined her offer and decided to go to the edge of town today to have a look.”

"On the third day, the man said he wanted to go to the Fairy Temple to pray. What a joke. How can a demon cultivator pray to the Fairy?"

"On the fourth day, I have lived here with my husband for a long time. I always feel like I am waiting for someone, but I can't remember who I am waiting for." "On the fifth day, I seem to be pregnant. It's amazing. I am going to have a child. It's exciting."

"Day 7, how interesting! Today I suddenly found the old records at home. Are they the dreams I wrote down when I couldn't sleep at night?"

The notch ends here.

Ruan Xing frowned and thought for a few seconds before saying, "According to the records of the first two days, she actually still retained her self-awareness, but she was able to realize that she had forgotten a lot of things. But after the third day, her consciousness seemed to be broken, and she suddenly changed from the thinking of a demon cultivator to that of an ordinary mortal."

"This proves that there is indeed a big problem with the Fairy Temple." Xie Feng's finger fell on the mark on the third day. "It was after that man went to the Fairy Temple that the record on the fourth day changed dramatically."

By the sixth day, she had even forgotten to keep track.

On the seventh day, when she saw these records again, she had no recollection that they were what she had written down a few days ago, but thought that they were her dream talk recorded long ago.

Wait, then why did she write down this seventh day?

Since she had already forgotten, how could she know it was the seventh day?

Is it her subconscious?
Ruan Xing was a little confused.

But Xizui reminded: "Let's go, the two of them have gone far away."

It doesn’t matter if they go far away. After all, the three of them are cultivators. Whether they fly or run, they can catch up quickly in just a few seconds.

But looking at the expressions of Xizui and Xie Feng, it seemed that they had subconsciously ignored this option of magic.

What did Xizui cultivate in Suilingzhu? She practiced Yangshenlu all night and felt that her thoughts were clear and she was very sober!
How can I atone my sins just for a while and then fail again?

She said with some disdain: "Why don't you go stay in Sui Lingzhu for a while."

Xizui's eyes were blank for a moment, then he suddenly realized what was happening and said with some shame: "The methods used in this secret space are weird. If you don't pay attention, you will forget some things. It's really impossible to guard against them."

Xie Feng touched his chin and said, "I may be fainted from hunger. Why don't you let me eat some local specialties? Maybe it will help."

"You wish." Ruan Xing rolled his eyes at him and opened the Sui Lingzhu. "Stay conscious and come out only if I need you to fight later."

"Okay." Xie Feng said regretfully.

The two of them entered Sui Lingzhu again.

Ruan Xing used the teleportation technique to reach the vicinity of the scarred male cultivator.

Neither the scarred male cultivator nor the beautiful female cultivator felt anything wrong with her sudden appearance.

Instead, he smiled and said, "You came here so soon, where are the two of them?"

"Oh, my great uncle is old and his legs and feet are not very good. My cousin is supporting him from behind. I think they will be here soon. Don't worry about them, let's go in first." Ruan Xing said perfunctorily.

The beautiful female cultivator said weakly, "Oh, it's all my fault. I forgot that my great-uncle is old and it's inconvenient for him to walk. My husband, you should go and help him."

Ruan Xing said, "It's not your fault. You just gave birth and you're weak. Just let your husband support you. Your cousin is strong and can carry your great uncle on his back. Don't worry about them."

The beautiful female cultivator put aside her worries and replied yes.

Her appearance and temperament were extremely seductive, but when she was influenced by the secret space and turned into a mortal who was a good wife and mother, she looked indescribably strange.

This effect was even more obvious when she stood next to the scarred male cultivator with a ferocious look on his face.

The characters assigned to them in this secret space don't really fit their characters.

Ruan Xing muttered and looked at the building next to him.

An octagonal loft-like building with six rows of staircases around it. In front of the main entrance in the middle is a large tripod with a monk in a red Taoist robe standing on it.

People coming and going passed through the passage, quietly and piously.

The three of them lined up and slowly moved towards the door. The one in front held up a bowl and bowed to the red-robed monk. The red-robed monk scooped a spoonful of black water from the cauldron and gave it to him.

As he drank, he praised loudly, "It smells good! It smells so good!"

Ruan Xing turned his head away with some disgust and asked the scarred male cultivator, "Do we have to drink this before we can enter?"

"No, he will give it to you if you want it. He won't force you if you don't want it. It's just that everyone wants to drink it because it smells good." The scarred male cultivator said, "Last time she came, my wife didn't drink it either, but she still got pregnant when she returned. The fairy won't blame me."

It seems that the changes in the female cultivator on the third day have nothing to do with this water.

As she spoke, the female cultivator swallowed.

Ruan Xing asked her, "Do you think it smells good?"

The female cultivator said with some desire: "It smells so good, I want to drink it."

"Then I'll get you a bowl." The scarred male monk said considerately. He took out two small bowls from his arms and asked the red-robed monk to scoop two spoonfuls.

A bowl was handed to the female cultivator, who couldn't wait to finish it in one gulp, licking her lips with satisfaction.

The scarred man placed the second bowl in front of Ruan Xing reluctantly, "You are the guest, I'll give it to you first."

Ruan Xing lowered her head and sniffed. She didn't smell any fragrance. The smell of the water was not bad either, like a mixture of gasoline and wet soil.

After hearing it twice, I actually felt a little drunk.

Ruan Xing quickly stopped talking, turned her head and refused, "No, you drink it, I don't need it."

The scarred male cultivator's throat rolled over, but he still gave the second bowl to the female cultivator and said, "You are weak, so I'll give you the second bowl as well."

The female cultivator drank it happily.

After drinking two bowls in succession, her originally pale face suddenly became much rosier.

But in Ruan Xing's eyes, there was not much difference from before.

She couldn't even feel any strength in the dark water.

Without spiritual power, yin energy, resentful power, and soul power, she was still a fifth-level alchemist after all. She could not distinguish any ingredients in the water. There was no medicinal effect and no toxins.

Apart from the color and smell, it is just plain water.

Another old lady in the queue next to her praised: "This blessed water is really effective. After drinking it, you will be blessed!"

The scarred male and female cultivators grinned happily.

Ruan Xing asked, "What does this water taste like?"

The female cultivator smiled sweetly and said, "The taste of happiness."

Yes, Bai asked.

Ruan Xing was speechless.

This secret space is determined to assimilate all the people here into fools.