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Baili Dongjun clapped his hands in praise: "Brother Dao, you are indeed proficient in the Dao."
Many people know that Brother Dao's swordsmanship is invincible, but they forget that Brother Dao's greatest strength lies in his Daoist magic.
Zhou Zhen didn't say anything, but stared at him for a long time, making Baili Dongjun's scalp tingle and subconsciously protect his chest.
"Brother Dao? What are you looking at?"
Zhou Zhenhuan curled his lip, reached out and pulled at him, and Baili Dongjun discovered that a black shadow like an octopus was pulled out from his body.
As Zhou Zhenhuan pulled, all the tentacles of the dark figure exerted their full strength, gripping his body.
Unfortunately, all these struggles were in vain.
Baili Dongjun was taken aback: "What is this?"
"It seems you didn't completely eradicate the inner demons that remained within you last time."
That's why I was seduced by Mo Yi's inner demons and resurfaced this time.
Baili Dongjun looked ashamed: "I didn't expect it either..."
"It's not your fault. Inner demons are always unpredictable and mysterious."
"Speaking of which, what exactly did you do? How could you allow his inner demons to grow to this extent?"
Zhou Zhenhuan rubbed the inner demon he pulled out of Baili Dongjun's body a couple of times and stuffed it into another inner demon. After thinking for a moment, he took out a paper figure from his sleeve and stuffed the inner demon into the paper figure.
Zhou Zhenhuan discovered that this stuff, when used correctly, had remarkable effects.
Seeing the paper figure unfurl layers of talismans, completely enveloping the black ball, Zhou Zhenhuan finally nodded in satisfaction.
Baili Dongjun examined Mo Yi's body and found that it had simply been hollowed out.
Having exhausted his internal energy, he was merely unconscious, which brought him a sense of relief.
However, it seemed somewhat difficult to bring up the question about Zhou Zhenhuan.
"Actually, I'm ashamed to say this."
It was successful at first, but then things started to go a bit strange.
Because when I was killing that inner demon, Greenie, no matter how I tried to avoid her, I always ended up running into Mo Yi at the last moment.
Then Mo Yi witnessed many scenes of Green Girl's death..."
Baili Dongjun's voice grew softer and softer.
Zhou Zhenhuan: ...
It has to be you!
Are you treating someone's illness or stabbing them in the heart?
Moreover, he stabbed her again and again; it would be a miracle if Mo Yi didn't go berserk.
Seeing Zhou Zhenhuan's strange expression, Baili Dongjun also felt a little uncomfortable.
"In short, thanks to your help, fellow Daoist, otherwise I would have lost my life here."
Zhou Zhenhuan waved his hand: "It was nothing."
Brother Baili, you have visited this sacred mountain many times. Do you know where the Heavenly Gate of Penglai Mountain is?
Zhou Zhenhuan came here this time to see what the Heavenly Gate looks like.
However, when his divine sense covered the entire immortal mountain, he found nothing amiss, which puzzled him.
"Heavenly Gate? Fellow Daoist, are you referring to the passage that connects to the immortals from beyond the realm?"
This "Heavenly Gate" is quite fitting.
Back then, I lost all my skills and barely made it here. Only after receiving guidance from Immortal Moyi was I able to recover.
Once, I was practicing boxing by the sea when I attracted a celestial being from beyond the realm.
However, they didn't pass through any heavenly gate, but rather a rainbow bridge.
"Yes, a rainbow-like bridge that stretched straight to the sky, it was magnificent, I will never forget that scene."
Zhou Zhen seemed to be deep in thought. It seemed that the so-called Heavenly Gate was just a general concept, and its manifestations were not all the same.
There's nothing to worry about.
Zhou was genuinely curious: "How did the extraterrestrial immortals retreat that time?"
Baili Dongjun raised his eyebrows: "I punched back, or rather, I shattered a corner of the Rainbow Bridge."
Then the passage seemed to break down, and the immortal from beyond the realm retreated.
"So that's it."
Zhou Zhenhuan had always known one thing: opening a passage between heaven and earth required an enormous amount of power.
Especially now that the heavenly order is incomplete, it's like an airplane encountering turbulence, making it difficult to maintain the passage.
The two chatted for a while, and Zhou Zhenhuan recounted some events that had occurred after he left Snowmoon City.
"I never expected so many changes in the martial world. Even the Lone Sword Immortal has fallen into the realm of the Ghost Immortal. But is he alright on his end?"
Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "His situation is quite similar to Mo Yi's. He can only be considered to have turned evil. His inner demons were refined and merged with him, which changed his personality and style of doing things, but he was not affected. On the contrary, he became clear-headed and knew what he wanted."
After carefully considering the meaning of the word, Baili Dongjun nodded and said, "The description of 'darkening' is quite interesting."
"Brother Dao, did you come specifically for Mo Yi?"
"No, I mainly came to check on my apprentice's injuries. Who knew you couldn't handle it? I had no choice but to step in."
Baili Dongjun: ? ? ?
Chapter 176 That Eye
"This is the Meng Po soup?"
Zhou Zhenhuan looked at the small porcelain bottle in front of him, which was filled with amber light.
I looked at it in the sun, then took a sip.
Baili Dongjun's eye twitched again. What if this guy drinks it and falls into a deep sleep and never wakes up?
However, he soon realized that his worries were unnecessary.
Zhou Zhenhuan pursed his lips: "It doesn't taste very good."
Baili Dongjun shook his head: "Although this thing is called wine, it is actually a kind of poison. After drinking it, you will be unconscious and won't care whether it tastes good or not."
Zhou Zhen nodded and threw the Meng Po soup into the waterfall.
"It's probably something harmful." He then pointed to Mo Yi, who was in a very strange posture, slightly twisted like a pretzel, and asked, "How much did he drink?"
"He'll probably sleep for a while after that. When he wakes up, he'll probably forget about Greenie."
Baili Dongjun sighed, his expression tinged with a sense of sorrow and pity, his eyes glazed over, likely thinking of the girl named Yueyao.
"Sometimes forgetting is a kind of happiness. Even if you can't forget, it's okay. Once the inner demons are removed, the memories that remain will only be beautiful."
With his abilities, he probably won't forget it after just one bite.
Baili Dongjun nodded in agreement: "Perhaps."
Does Xiao Se's wound need him to heal it?
"Yes, you could, but it would be better if it were him."
"why?"
"Because he is a disciple of Huanglong Mountain and the junior brother of the Imperial Preceptor."
Moreover, he happens to know the art of resurrection. If you were to make a move, you would need another person who knows the art of resurrection to guide your power, so it's more straightforward and direct for him.
The previous problem was that those who knew the art of resurrection could not reach the level of divine travel, while those who reached that level could not use the art of resurrection.
Besides me, only Mo Yi possesses both qualities.
I could actually pass it on to you, but you're neither a Taoist nor a healer. The paths are different, so the power you cultivate will be different. Therefore, if you use it directly, the effect won't be very good.
This skill is very selective in its transmission; otherwise, it wouldn't be on the verge of being lost.
Baili Dongjun then realized that he knew Zhou Zhenzhen couldn't take action, so Mo Yi was the most suitable person in the world to do so in one step.
"Can a resurrection technique bring someone back to life?"
This was what Baili Dongjun was most curious about, because Mo Yi had previously seemed very certain that he could revive Lü'er.
And this technique of reviving the dead sounds like it's related to the dead.
Zhou Zhenhuan denied it, saying, "How is that possible? I also know the art of resurrection, but even I don't think I can bring back the soul of someone who has been dead for a long time. Of course, it won't work for someone who has been dead for a very short time either."
Unless he's left with a breath, even a divine being couldn't save him.
Ordinary people do not cultivate their primordial spirit, so their souls are very fragile. This is the reason why death is like a lamp going out.
When one dies, one returns to the world. Only when one reaches the state of spiritual travel can one's primordial spirit remain immortal. Even without a physical body, one will not die completely.
Therefore, Mo Yi's obsession was nothing but wishful thinking.
Perhaps it's because of the inner demon within him, wanting to find a physical body so he can mistakenly believe his sister is still by his side, that as long as he can be reborn in someone else's body, it would be considered a resurrection.
"I see."
For some reason, Baili Dongjun looked somewhat disappointed.
If there really were a resurrection technique that could bring the dead back to life, perhaps Yueyao could come back too?
He pressed his hand to his chest, then shook his head.
He had already let go and felt at peace. In the dream, Yueyao never blamed him; she lived on in his heart.
There's nothing wrong with things continuing like this.
"Brother Dao, I have another question."
This person has thoughts and ideas, and also a soul.
Do inner demons truly arise from thoughts?
But why can it also materialize?
He was still bothered by what Zhou had pulled out of his body, and at the same time, he was filled with lingering fear.
He had completely let go of the past, never expecting that there would still be a trace of this thing in his body.
Zhou Zhen took out the paper figure that had sealed his inner demons and touched it.
"This problem is actually not complicated."
The reason you're inside is because Mo Yi changed this place, and you've been affected.
But why aren't thoughts, or distractions, or obsessions, called inner demons?
The term "inner demon" originally came about because of the existence of these celestial demons. Later, people began to refer to those particularly deep obsessions, resentments, and other intense emotions as inner demons.
The Heavenly Demon feeds on human emotions, devouring some of your emotions and gradually acquiring some of your memories or perceptions, thus becoming your inner demon.
"So the Heavenly Demon was unconscious from the beginning?"
"It should be said that there is no such thing as an 'original self'; they are like pond mud, being molded into different shapes in the hands of pottery artisans."
Once a sense of self-awareness develops, one will become a high-level celestial demon like the Heavenly Demon Princess.
"This is the first time I've heard of such a viewpoint from you, fellow Daoist."
Just then, Mo Yi woke up, much shorter than Baili Dongjun had predicted.
He looked as if he had been seriously ill; his face was pale, and he struggled to stand up, bowing to Zhou Zhenhuan in a Taoist salute.
Zhou Zhenhuan also stood up to return the greeting, and then transferred a stream of true energy to him.
Mo Yi's face regained a sliver of color.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. I am deeply ashamed."
Zhou Zhenhuan waved his hand: "It was nothing. I have a disciple whose hidden meridians were destroyed, so he can't store internal energy and is seriously injured."
"We'll have to ask the immortals to intervene and save his life later."
Mo Yi waved his hand with a wry smile: "How dare I presume to call myself an immortal in front of you, fellow Daoist? It would be utterly ridiculous."