Xie Lige did not care whether Xuan Xiao had come or not.
Recently, he had been so busy that he almost turned the sky upside down.
The disciples of Heaven's Wall City probably felt that the taste of the medicinal soup was too strong.
The disciples had suffered and wanted to drag others down with them.
The disciples of other sects found that every time they trained, the disciples of Heaven's Wall City were much more heavy-handed.
They were more or less injured.
After training, they even smiled and pulled them to the forest at the back of the mountain and calmly poured a bowl of medicine into them.
The smell of medicine.
Urgh!
Xie Lige did not care whether the guests were willing or not.
He was only responsible for giving the medicine and collecting money. As for how the people who drank the medicine felt, he did not care.
"Ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand …" Xie Lige counted the spirit stones happily.
He divided them bag by bag. When he was halfway through counting, he saw that the crowd in front of him had dispersed.
He lowered his head again.
Ouyang Shaogong, who had already cleaned up the big cauldron behind him, walked over. A few Gu worms followed him.
After Xie Lige finished counting the spirit stones, he called out, "Son."
Ouyang Shaogong replied indifferently, "Yes."
After Xie Lige finished counting the spirit stones, he thought of something.
Xuan Xiao would come over every day to ask for a bowl of medicinal soup.
After drinking it in one gulp, he placed the spirit stones on the table.
He turned around and left. There were also some that Ouyang Shaogong brought over. The spirit stones would be brought back.
Xie Lige looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late. He guessed that he would have to send the medicinal soup again today.
He said, "Send the medicine to the guy at the back of the mountain later."
"Yes."
He replied.
Ouyang Shaogong obediently turned around and went to the kitchen.
He picked up the medicinal soup.
After leaving the hut, she turned around and said to Xie Lige, "I'm going over." Then she started walking towards the back of the mountain.
The back of the mountain wasn't too far from Xuan Xiao's cave. Ouyang Shaogong couldn't walk on foot, so he sat on Feng Gou's head until they were halfway up the mountain. He carefully descended from Feng Gou's head with the medicinal decoction in hand. He familiarly felt his way to the entrance of the cave, and as expected, he saw the grave and stern man in black resting with his eyes closed.
Xuan Xiao felt someone approaching and opened his eyes.
A pair of black eyes stared at the approaching Ouyang Shaogong coldly and emotionlessly. His entire being was like an emotionless god.
They were usually high and mighty.
Xuan Xiao: "You're here?"
He recognized Ouyang Shaogong.
Ouyang Shaogong was no stranger to this gaze. It could even be said that he had a deep impression of it.
In his first life, he became Prince Changqin and was banished to the mortal world. That was how Heavenly Emperor Fuxi looked at him, as if he was an ant that could be easily crushed.
It was truly a loathsome gaze.
Ouyang Shaogong had such a thought, but his expression didn't change. He was like an ordinary child. He said with a smile, "Today, the Spiritual Master didn't leave the mountain. My father boiled a medicinal decoction and sent me to deliver it."
Xuan Xiao's black eyes couldn't see his emotions. He silently stared at Ouyang Shaogong for a while before looking away and looking at the medicinal decoction.
The rolling black mist, the strange smell, the clear spirit energy, and from time to time, the sizzling sound of something being corroded could be heard from the bowl.
It was still the same taste.
Xuan Xiao thought as he reached out and took Ouyang Shaogong's medicinal decoction.
He held the medicinal decoction in his left hand and took out a bag of spirit stones with his other hand. He threw it into the air. There were quite a few of them. The entire blue and white belt was bulging. Ouyang Shaogong took the bag and lightly lifted it. He already had an idea. The number of spirit stones was correct. He turned around and prepared to leave the mountain.
A cold voice came from behind him.
"Wait a moment."
Ouyang Shaogong turned to look at the source of the voice. It was Xuan Xiao, who always had a cold expression. The mark between his brows was scorching and piercing. A moment later, it disappeared. He raised his head and looked at Ouyang Shaogong. He picked up the Solitary Incineration Sword and presented it to Ouyang Shaogong. He said, "This sword is for you as an apology."
He saw that his gaze from the beginning had already displeased the child in front of him.
Adding on the medicinal decoction he drank every day, the fiendish energy in his body had mostly been cleared. His entire body was relaxed. The Solitary Incineration Sword was useless to him. Most importantly, he had a feeling that if he wanted to get close to that flirtatious man, he couldn't offend this youth with a gentle smile.
Ouyang Shaogong raised his eyebrows in surprise. However, he still took the Solitary Incineration Sword. He was a bastard who didn't take advantage of others. This was the principle his father had taught him in this life.
"I accept this apology."
He could see the glory of the youth in the future. He said lightly with a slight smile.
Xuan Xiao didn't speak to him anymore and closed his eyes again.
Ouyang Shaogong glanced at him and returned to the edge of the cliff. The Wind Centipede was waiting there. He sat on it and patted the Wind Centipede's head. "Let's go down."
The Wind Centipede brushed.
The Wind Centipede flew through the lush forest and landed in the open space in front of the small house. Its enormous aura caused the surrounding animals to flee in panic. Xie Lige was sitting on a recliner with his eyes closed. He heard the noise and opened his eyes. He saw Ouyang Shaogong come down from the Wind Centipede with a familiar sword in his hand.
Xie Lige asked, "Xuan Xiao gave you the Solitary Incineration Sword?"
He didn't know why, but he frowned.
Ouyang Shaogong was happy that his goal was about to be achieved. He nodded when he heard Xie Lige's question. He quickly went into the house and took out the Solitary Incineration Sword and placed it on the table. Xie Lige followed him into the house. He saw Ouyang Shaogong slowly take out the Solitary Incineration Sword. Following his movements, the house began to be filled with waves of evil energy.
Xie Lige stopped him. He stared at the Solitary Incineration Sword for a while. Then, he raised his hand and pressed Ouyang Shaogong down. He said calmly, "Don't take it out. The evil energy is too strong."
Just what kind of monster was Xuan Xiao? How could he use such a baleful weapon to fight with others?
This thought flashed through Xie Lige's mind.
Ouyang Shaogong expressionlessly stopped his movements. He closed the sword again and said with a frown, "Nuwa put a curse on this sword."
Xie Lige said, "When Nuwa forged this sword, she had already placed your soul in it. Now that the sword and sword spirit have become one, the Solitary Incineration Sword has a baleful aura. If you try to fuse with your soul, I'm afraid your soul will be destroyed immediately."
A trace of disgust flashed through Ouyang Shaogong's eyes. The goddess who had always flaunted herself as benevolent used such a dirty method to guard against him.
"Ha."
He laughed softly.
"As expected, those fellows in the sky would do something like that."
Xie Lige patted the child's head. He understood his displeasure. He looked at the Solitary Incineration Sword on the table and said frivolously, "As expected, he's the genius closest to ascending in the past hundred years.
Xuan Xiao has held this sword for so long, but the evil energy didn't erode his mind. He even relied on the evil energy in the sword to understand his own state of mind. "
Ouyang Shaogong's mouth twitched. He was in a bad mood now that he knew he couldn't merge his soul with the sword.
Hearing Xie Lige's words, he said faintly, "He's possessed by the devil."
Xie Lige nodded in agreement. "Yes, he's possessed by the devil."
The most promising cultivator in the Cultivation World in the past hundred years was possessed by the devil.
What a huge joke.
Ouyang Shaogong's face was full of sarcasm.
Then he heard his guardian say casually, "I didn't expect that guy to immediately understand after drinking my medicine."
He understood that although the medicine tasted bad, it could remove the evil energy in his state of mind.
Xuan Xiao was also cruel to himself. The medicine tasted strange, but he still drank it. The evil energy in his body disappeared. Soon, he would become the genius of the Qionghua School again. The Solitary Incineration Sword was of course useless to him, and even harmful to him. He might as well do a favor.
Ouyang Shaogong was thinking about how to get rid of the evil energy in the Solitary Incineration Sword. The evil energy wasn't human. He could clearly see that the sword spirit in the Solitary Incineration Sword had fainted. The evil energy had completely entered the sword spirit. If he insisted on doing it, he might really end up like what Xie Lige said. His soul would scatter.
Xie Lige followed his gaze and looked at the Solitary Incineration Sword. A transparent white shadow flashed across the smooth surface of the sword, and then disappeared. Wisps of blood filled the surface of the sword. Seeing this, Xie Lige frowned.
"Son, were you able to communicate with the sword spirit in the past?"
Ouyang Shaogong heard this and suddenly raised his head with a puzzled expression. He looked at Xie Lige's beautiful chin and found that it was tense and serious. He immediately said that something was wrong with him in the past, "There was a period of time when I was filled with anger and wanted to kill everything in front of me. Right, you should remember that you were also there when I sparred with Arachnida."
And he was also the one who stopped him from using too much force.
Hearing this, Xie Lige also remembered.
That was half a year ago. The child had already stayed with him for a long time. Because the child's nutrition could keep up, he gradually grew into a teenager. He also started to slowly learn the poison scripture's techniques. Every day, he would train with Gu worms. That day, the child's condition wasn't right. His body was filled with evil energy and he used too much force.
Fortunately, Xie Lige found that something was wrong and picked him up in time, forcing him to sleep.
When he woke up, his aura became calm.
"Half a year ago?"
Xie Lige frowned, his mind spinning. Half a year ago, if the sword spirit really woke up, because there was too much evil energy in the sword, he lost his mind. Ouyang Shaogong also gradually lost his mind because of the connection between their souls, and anger rushed to his head. This way, it made sense.
Not only that, Xie Lige had a bold guess in his mind.
The extermination of Wu Meng Ling Valley was related to the sword spirit of the Burning Solitude Sword.
Thinking of this, Xie Lige put his right hand on the child's head and said with a rare calmness, "Without my permission, you are not allowed to fuse with this sword."
"There is a problem with this sword."
Ouyang Shaogong: "What problem?"
"The sword spirit of the Burning Solitude Sword has lost his mind due to the evil energy. He has lost his mind and turned into an object that only knows how to kill." Xie Lige spoke of his guess. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at the silent Ouyang Shaogong. "Unless you feel that you can use your mind to deal with the evil energy of the Burning Solitude Sword, there is only one outcome if you forcefully fuse with it."
Ouyang Shaogong: "Die?"
Xie Lige slapped his head and said, "Not only that, you will really disappear from this time."
Ouyang Shaogong staggered from the slap. Before he could steady himself, he heard the man's calm words.
"In a few days, I will take you to find Nuwa."
What!