172: C172 A Dream

C172 A Dream

When Lin Yue thought of this, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his facial expression turned ugly.

It wasn't easy for him to find the clove, but he had never thought that this would be the outcome.

This time, it was even stranger and puzzling.

There were so many corpses, and the rest of them had been dismembered, but the clove itself had disappeared.

Was it someone who took away Clove, or had destroyed her corpse to the point that no one could recognize her? No one knew.

"The Pavilion Master is probably just going to report the situation. It's fine. You can rest assured." Lin Yue saw Meng Yachen crying sadly and comforted her.

"I hope that's the case. But the two people Aunt Chu talked about finally sealed father and took him away." Meng Yachen's tears fell like rain.

She and Mo Wuji had just broken through the ice not long ago. They had not properly enjoyed the fatherly love, but such a thing had happened.

Rainbow flew out of her pocket and onto her shoulder. It pecked lightly a few times to make her not feel too sad.

Lin Yue frowned. He didn't expect the matter to be so serious.

"Where is Aunt Chu?" Lin Yue asked.

"She told me she would think of a way to make me not worry, so she left immediately." Meng Yachen said.

"That's good. I reckon Aunt Chu and the Pavilion Master will have a way. Don't be too sad. They might come back in a few days." Lin Yue said.

Meng Yachen wiped her tears and nodded.

Lin Yue's mind was in a mess right now. This news was too sudden.

Three days later, Chu Rou returned to the Yin Corpse Pavilion alone with a tired face. She sent someone to call Lin Yue and Meng Yachen over.

"Aunt Chu, how is my father?" Meng Yachen asked anxiously the moment she saw him.

Chu Rou shook her head, "The corpses of the adults in Secret Palace are very important, but now they have been dismembered. It is very bad. They suspect that your father did it."

"What!" Meng Yachen and Lin Yue felt that it was unbelievable. This was too absurd.

"Because in this place, other than your father, no one else can break the seal of the ice coffin without making any noise." Chu Rou also said with doubt, "But I am sure that it was definitely not your father's doing, because there was no reason."

"Then when will my father be able to return?" Meng Yachen asked.

Chu Rou shook her head, "I'm not sure. But don't worry too much. Your father is the Pavilion Master after all. They shouldn't make things too difficult for him. He will return after the investigation is done."

Lin Yue saw that Chu Rou was tired and knew that she must have been worrying about Mo Wuji these few days. So he left with Meng Yachen and let her have a good rest first.

Lin Yue let Seven-colored accompany Meng Yachen, afraid that she would let her imagination run wild alone.

After he returned to the secret chamber, he entered the Fiendgod Pagoda and stared at the divine soul in the corner for a long time.

"Fragrance, where did you go?" He muttered a few words.

"This matter is really strange, damn it." The round Xiaojun came to Lin Yue's side, "The incense is really making people look at it in a new light."

Lin Yue patted his head and did not speak for a long time.

At first, he thought that the incense was just Maidservant from Qin Bei in Royal City of Qin Family. Even if the incense died not long after, Xiaojun had reminded him that it was not normal for the incense's divine soul to not scatter.

Because the divine soul of an ordinary person was weak, even in the Fiendgod Pagoda, it could only slow down this process, but it could not completely stop the divine soul from weakening.

However, ever since Ding Incense died, the divine soul did not weaken in the slightest after entering Fiendgod Pagoda.

Later on, her corpse disappeared. Lin Yue found out from the Knowledge Pavilion that she was taken away by someone from the Yin Corpse Pavilion.

From that point on, Lin Yue started to believe Xiaojun's words.

Because no one would travel more than a million miles just for an ordinary corpse.

When he saw Ding incense in the ice coffin of Secret Palace, he was very sure that it was not simple.

Because even Mo Wuji had to respectfully call her master.

And now, all the other "masters" in Secret Palace had been dismembered, but Ding Xian had disappeared once again.

If she was said to be a simple Maidservant, perhaps even he would not be able to deceive her.

Lin Yue laid in Fiendgod Pagoda, his mind blank. He slowly closed his eyes, and not long after, he actually fell asleep.

Ever since he entered the Star-treading Stage, he rarely slept.

After a long time, Lin Yue vaguely saw a girl in front of him. She was wearing a colorful dress, and her back looked very similar to Ding Xian's. So, he chased after her.

"Who are you?" The woman noticed that her descendant was following her, so she slowly turned around and asked.

"Chaka, is that really you?" Lin Yue saw the female's face clearly for a breath. This person was indeed Ding Xiangzi, but it was just a little cold.

"I am not Ding Xiangzi. You've mistaken me for someone else." The woman said coldly and continued forward.

"It must be you." Lin Yue moved his body and stopped her.

Although Yu Yuvwei and Ding Xiangzi looked exactly the same, he did not believe that there were other people in this world who looked exactly the same as Ding Xiangzi.

This kind of small probability event was really too difficult to happen.

The woman frowned slightly and said in disdain, "Scram!"

Lin Yue was startled. If it was Ding Hong, she would definitely not speak to him in such a tone.

He took a closer look at the woman and found that she was indeed no different from Ding Xiangzi.

The woman walked past him. The faint fragrance of flowers was very nice to smell.

Watching her figure gradually disappear into the distance, Lin Yue was very unwilling to give up. He chased after her again, wanting to ask her name.

However, the woman's speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, there was only a small black dot left. He had no choice but to use the Flying-cloud Wing to barely not lose her.

The girl also noticed him, but she did not care about him and continued forward.

After a long time, the woman arrived in a sea of flowers.

Lin Yue looked at the flowers in the sky and was stunned for a moment.

Everywhere he looked, flowers bloomed.

The girl walked into the flowers and disappeared, as if she had merged with the flowers.

Lin Yue was shocked. He extended his divine sense out but found nothing.

He didn't want to give up. He followed a certain direction and searched carefully.

He walked for a whole day, but he still didn't find the girl, nor did she walk out of the sea of flowers.

The sea of flowers seemed endless and endless.

However, he didn't give up and continued to search.

This search lasted for a month.

In this month, Lin Yue had walked no less than two million miles. However, there were still no traces of women, and the sea of flowers had yet to end.

"Why are you still here?" The woman who was the same length as Ding Xiangzi appeared out of thin air and said coldly.

"If you really aren't Ding Xiangyan, then who are you?" Lin Yue asked.

"What does it have to do with you who I am?" The girl coldly harrumphed, "I have already made an exception for you to stay here for such a long time. Get lost."

Lin Yue wanted to say something, but the woman was getting impatient. She gently pointed her finger, and the sea of flowers in the sky instantly became violent. The originally beautiful flowers also became incomparably ferocious.

A flower was spinning towards him.

Lin Yue's facial expression changed dramatically, because the seemingly ordinary flower had locked him in place, but he couldn't resist it.

This little flower actually had such prestige.

He could feel that if he was touched by the flower, his life would be lost here.

"No!" Lin Yue suddenly woke up with sweat all over his forehead, scaring Xiaojun who was standing beside him.

"Damn it, are you trying to scare me to death?" Xiaojun said with a disgusted look on his face, "I can't even sleep well."

Lin Yue wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and realized that he was still in Fiendgod Pagoda. It was just a dream.

"Why would I have such a dream?" Lin Yue frowned.

Maybe it was because he missed Ding Xian too much. He comforted himself.

After all, too many things had happened recently, which made him feel a little tired.

He laid down again and closed his eyes, but he could not sleep at all, so he simply meditated and cultivated.

Now, his Nirvana Sword Art and Dao Seeking Sword Art had both been perfected.

As for the Indestructible Form of the Gods and Demons, he had only taken the first Yin Spirit Beast blood bath in the first stage of the Yin Yang Blood bath, and he still had to continue searching for Yin Spirit Beasts.

Lin Yue had received the inheritance of the sword cultivator Holy Sword a few years ago. Other than the Nirvana Sword Technique and the Puppet Mechanism Technique, there was also a sword formation.

However, this sword formation required at least thirteen intermediate grade long swords. With Lin Yue's current cultivation, he could control thirteen top grade weapons, but it had to be a set, not thirteen.

That year, during the last time he tempered his body with heavenly lightning, the thirteen long swords he obtained from the ruins were turned into scrap metal by the golden lightning dragon and could not be used.

Up until now, he had not found a suitable set of long swords.

However, according to his current mental strength, he could cultivate some divine abilities.

What he had previously cultivated were all minor divine abilities.

In the inheritance of sword cultivators, there were many Divine Abilities, but they were basically all related to swords.

There were three thousand Great Daos, and the Sword Dao was extremely important and heavy.

Lin Yue looked and chose what was suitable for him, then started cultivating.2

As long as one's comprehension ability was good, cultivating divine abilities was not difficult. If one's comprehension ability was too poor, it was likely that one would not be able to learn a great divine ability in their entire lifetime.

One day of comprehension was better than a hundred years of bitter cultivation. This was what he meant.

Comprehension was very important in the path of cultivation.

Often, it depended on whether a person was suitable to be a cultivator. Apart from the root bone, it also depended on one's comprehension ability.

While Lin Yue was cultivating, the Yin Corpse Pavilion was holding a meeting of Elders.

The elders had already known about Mo Wuji's matter, so they naturally had to discuss what to do.

"Elder Ji, why aren't you worried about the Pavilion Master being arrested?" A man asked.

"What's the use of worrying?" Ji Bing's sexy lips opened slightly. "What should come, will come eventually."

Chu Rou herself was also a Void Shattering expert and was respected.

"Regarding the Pavilion Master's matter, everyone must keep it a secret. Just tell the outside world that you are cultivating in seclusion." Chu Rou said, "But the Pavilion Master is not here. Naturally, we need to choose a leader to handle the affairs of our pavilion."

The others looked at each other. It seemed like Mo Wuji wouldn't be able to return in a short period of time. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to choose someone.

"Great Elder is the most suitable candidate for this kind of matter." Someone said.

"That's right. Great Elder has been in our pavilion for the longest time, and his cultivation is also the highest. It would be best for him to preside over it." Someone echoed.

"The Great Elder hasn't come today. It's obvious that he's busy with cultivation. I'm afraid he won't like to deal with mundane matters." Chu Rou said, "Why don't everyone think about one more thing."

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