Games with fairies.

"Yuechan, wait for me here, don't move, I'll be back soon."

Beside the mountain stream, Li Muyang gave instructions to Yuechan who was following behind him.

The stream in front of me was very ordinary, nothing special about it.

Li Yuechan was a little confused when she saw her brother suddenly say this.

"Huh? Where are you going?"

The girl thought her brother was going to abandon her here and go out wandering alone.

But before she could utter the coquettish words "I want to join in", her handsome and reserved brother simply closed his eyes, opened his arms, and stood straight, falling towards the stream in front of him.

boom!

The man's large body slammed into the water, causing splashes in the stream.

Such a noise scared Li Yuechan - why do you want to take a shower when everything is fine?

Still not taking off your clothes?

She took a step forward and was about to speak.

But he just stood there in a daze beside the stream.

——The brother who fell into the mountain stream disappeared without a trace.

He was clearly there the previous second, but the next second, my brother's figure disappeared from my sight.

Li Yuechan's eyes widened immediately, and she looked around nervously: "Brother! Where have you been?"

At this moment, the teacher's voice rang in the girl's ears.

"...Don't be nervous, your brother has entered a secret place."

“I didn’t expect this stream to be a secret place. I couldn’t even detect it when I got close to it.”

The mysterious woman's voice was a little surprised: "Could this secret realm be left behind by a true immortal..."

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The cold stream water quickly penetrated Li Muyang's body.

He felt as if he had fallen into a dark abyss and was sinking rapidly in the icy water.

Fortunately, this cold and sinking feeling quickly subsided.

When Li Muyang opened his eyes again, he found himself standing outside a quiet courtyard of a study.

There was no stream water on my body, and my whole body was dry.

The warm sunlight poured down from the sky, making him feel warm and he seemed to become lazy.

It was like a leisurely breeze in a quiet afternoon, blowing towards you, blowing the pages of books in the courtyard in front, and the rustling sound of the pages turning was extremely pleasant to the ear.

Li Muyang was stunned, looking at the small courtyard in front of him with a strong scent of books. It was hard to imagine that this was the cave of Fairy Mo.

In his impression, Fairy Mo is straightforward and tough, with an expression that says "I have little education and no culture".

For such a person, her cave is actually filled with books and filled with the fragrance of books?

When Li Muyang stepped in, a woman's voice suddenly sounded in the yard.

"...Oh? Jiang Xiaoyu?"

"You are really resurrected? You actually triggered the mark left by this fairy."

"Hey... I've never seen anything like this before. I never thought there are people in the world who can do something as bizarre as coming back from the dead."

"But since you're here, go inside. There's something I left for you."

Fairy Mo's voice sounded, as straightforward and cheerful as ever, like a female knight who took pleasure in avenging her enemies.

Li Muyang saw a brush in the yard fly up from the shelf and float in front of him, as if guiding him.

The brush flew into the yard, and Li Muyang followed it.

Fairy Mo's voice continued to echo in the air.

"The books in this courtyard are all the works that this fairy read when she was alive. However, there are not many books on cultivation techniques. They are all miscellaneous books such as medicine, divination, astronomy, and political strategies."

"This fairy is dead, but these books can be preserved for future generations, and perhaps they can help people in future generations."

"I think in the world ten thousand years from now, it may be difficult for practitioners to reach our current level. It will be a Dharma-ending era where practitioners will wither away. These miscellaneous books are more suitable for people in the future."

"So this fairy wrote them down. If you have time, you can take a copy out and spread it to the world."

"Well...if someone has come here before you and obtained the inheritance of this fairy, you can still communicate with each other."

Fairy Mo continued to narrate that the mountains of books and classics in the yard were all ancient works that Fairy Mo had read before.

But unfortunately...

Li Muyang stopped and looked through several books, then shook his head and sighed.

Fairy Mo could never have imagined that in the Dharma Ending Age when practicing cultivation was difficult, the creatures on this land actually developed a completely new cultivation system, which led to a surge in the number of practitioners in later generations.

Although there were few powerful practitioners, and even those in the Purple Mansion Realm were few and far between, the overall number of practitioners far exceeded that of the ancient times.

The threshold for spiritual practice has been lowered to the lowest level in this era. As long as there is a supply of spiritual rice, even a stray dog ​​on the roadside can develop supernatural powers.

Under such circumstances, the founder of the Blood Lotus Sect, who inherited the legacy of Fairy Mo and founded the sect, did not bring out the all-encompassing ancient books in the secret realm to spread to the world.

The only things he took out should be a few books related to political intrigue and spiritual practice.

Because in this era, these are the only books he can use.

The guiding brush flew in front, like a diligent tour guide, constantly introducing the room full of ancient works to Li Muyang.

Li Muyang was visiting and was amazed.

So knowledgeable and well-informed... Who would have thought that the hot-tempered Fairy Mo was so knowledgeable?

Obviously from the outside, Fairy Mo, who is capable of taking action without talking nonsense, should be isolated from the mountains of books and the ocean of learning in this courtyard.

Following behind the brush, Li Muyang visited the classics left by Fairy Mo.

It is indeed as Fairy Mo said, almost all of them are miscellaneous books that have nothing to do with cultivation.

And on each book, there are annotations left by her personally.

Fairy Mo, who has a bad temper, unexpectedly writes beautiful and gentle calligraphy.

It really is true that appearance is not to be judged.

Li Muyang marveled at the unexpectedness of Fairy Mo and followed her guidance, walking deeper into the courtyard.

Passing through houses and courtyards filled with books.

Finally, he came to an empty lotus pond.

This yard, without any books on it, looks a little empty.

However, Li Muyang found an obvious gap in the lotus pond.

There seemed to be a huge blood lotus there, but it is now nowhere to be seen.

——Did the ancient blood lotus ever grow here?

The last inheritor who arrived here took away all of Fairy Mo’s treasures.

And thus founded the foundation of the Blood Lotus Sect.

Li Muyang stood in this empty yard, wondering what was left in the empty yard.

Could it be that the gift that Fairy Mo left for him was also taken away by the founder of the Blood Lotus Sect?

But at this moment, water suddenly surged in the lotus pond in front.

The figure of a woman sleeping with her eyes closed suddenly rose slowly from the pool and appeared in Li Muyang's sight.

Fairy Mo's voice rang in his ears at the same time.

"...I will leave my body for the afterlife to you. Use it well."

These words, coupled with the female body in the pool that looked exactly like Fairy Mo.

Li Muyang's saliva almost spurted out.

"Fuck..."

The remains of an immortal?

Leave it for me?

Am I dreaming?