Xiao Yinruo’s eyes flickered with amusent; this was indeed a good way to scare him away.
"Don’t even have this bit of courage?"
"Aunt Ruo." Lu Jin’an said speechlessly, "I’m not learning the Kuihua Manual, and who said the Forget Love Path requires castration?"
"Kuihua Manual?" Xiao Yinruo raised an eyebrow, "What kind of cultivation technique is that?"
Lu Jin’an casually made up, "A cultivation technique practiced by a person nad Dongfang Bubai from the Eastern Dynasty. To practice this technique, one must first self-castrate."
"I see." Xiao Yinruo nodded and didn’t ask further questions. Just as she was thinking of how to scare him a bit more, her gaze settled on the swirling gray mist ahead, and her expression grew more serious.
"That is the entrance," Xiao Yinruo said softly, "Beyond the entrance is the grave of the Nirvana monk."
Lu Jin’an nodded, mobilizing the spiritual power within him, but even so, he could still feel the intense Deathly Tide at the entrance of the gorge.
If not for the protection of the Immortal Artifact, he would probably have been torn to shreds by now.
"There’s no trick to it, we can only charge straight through." Xiao Yinruo turned to look at Lu Jin’an, her eyes flashing slightly as she said, "Hold my hand."
Lu Jin’an slipped his hand through the sleeve to hold Xiao Yinruo’s, not daring to have any fanciful thoughts at this mont. He thought about it and stuffed the Buddha Beads originally in his left hand into his right hand, between it and Xiao Yinruo’s spiritual power-covered left hand.
Xiao Yinruo frowned slightly, "No need to go through so much trouble."
Lu Jin’an shook his head, "To avoid any accident where I lose my left hand, this way you can imdiately..."
"Shut your damn mouth." Xiao Yinruo glared at him, "With here, don’t even think about losing a limb."
With that, she took Lu Jin’an’s hand and flew straight towards the energy tide between the gorge.
Xiao Yinruo unfolded her Forget Love Dao Domain, with azure spiritual power forming an even more surging tide than the Deathly Tide, protecting herself and Lu Jin’an within it.
The Deathly Tide ahead was strong enough to tear apart even an Immortal Body, making Xiao Yinruo dare not be careless in the slightest.
Bang, bang, bang...
The Deathly Tide clashed heavily with Xiao Yinruo’s Forget Love Dao Domain. Lu Jin’an kept his eyes closed, but could sense the forces of death, thunder, flas, wind, space, and various laws within the Deathly Tide contain.
These laws wove together chaotically, also interspersed with the roars of Heart Demon Rashamon, forming a dense web.
He could feel Xiao Yinruo rapidly consuming her spiritual power, and now the Deathly Tide here was enough to threaten an Immortal’s life.
It was nothing like the grave of a Buddhist Sect monk.
It seed more like the lair of a demon.
Hiss, hiss, hiss...
The crisp sound was like a leaking balloon. Lu Jin’an’s heart tightened, was Xiao Yinruo’s Forget Love Dao Domain pierced?
Just then, he suddenly felt the clear sound of swords resonating around him, and then Sword Qi swept across like a storm.
The Sword Qi resembled Nanzhi’s, and Lu Jin’an imdiately understood this was the Forget Love Sword Technique contained within the "Supre Forget Love Immortal Technique."
Lu Jin’an sneakily opened his eyes a bit and saw Xiao Yinruo using an umbrella as a sword, striking northward.
A sword of white rainbow soared with the wind, releasing brilliant light in the Deathly Tide, as if the sky cracked open.
The wind and rain of all directions returned! Flow!
Lu Jin’an recognized this as the sword move Nanzhi used when fighting with Senior Sister, but in Xiao Yinruo’s hands, its power was incomparable.
Sword Qi pierced through the void like a rainbow, causing the Deathly Tide to split, Xiao Yinruo’s speed suddenly peaked.
Lu Jin’an once again felt the pressure on his internal organs as he did that night when Xiao Yinruo took him flying.
He gritted his teeth to endure the pressure, but the next second he felt Xiao Yinruo’s left hand pull him into her embrace.
Lu Jin’an’s body stiffened slightly, but he dared not move recklessly.
In the dim Deathly Tide, a bright light shone.
It was not real light, but Sword Qi condensed to the extre, forming the most transparent sword light.
It appeared like that amidst the Deathly Tide, its sharp edge shredding the hidden Heart Demons within, slicing a path that pierced through the universe.
Xiao Yinruo took a step, landing steadily, her long hair flowing, her expression indifferent.
She looked down at Lu Jin’an in her arms, her eyes showing a hint of surprise: "Didn’t pass out?"
The pale-faced Lu Jin’an forced a laugh, "Almost."
He took a deep breath, feeling his chest pressing even closer against soft contact. He quickly held his breath, stepping aside to stand by Xiao Yinruo’s side, exhaling a long breath.
Xiao Yinruo pretended as if nothing happened, looking forward, "That’s the biggest obstacle."
Lu Jin’an looked up, seeing a distant mountain range seemingly carved by a god with a great chisel—truly a masterpiece of nature.
From afar, it looked like a golden dragon sprawling across the land, its two foremost perilous peaks like the dragon’s horns, and elsewhere on the ’dragon’s body’, he could even see small hillocks resembling dragon claws.
And on the dragon’s body surged one indistinct golden figure after another, evidently the gravesite of the Nirvana monks.
Lu Jin’an bowed his head, feeling an inexplicable sense of despair and oppression from just one glance, along with a sense of reverent submission.
He turned back and looked behind, but could no longer see the once-violent Deathly Tide anywhere.
Rather than saying it disappeared, it was more like it was isolated by an invisible space barrier.
Lu Jin’an found it peculiar and couldn’t help but ask, "Is there a small space within this Secret Realm?"
"No." Xiao Yinruo’s voice was unfluctuating, "The growth of a Secret Realm is like the growth of a large tree, it all starts from a seed, and this is the seed of the Qinglian Secret Realm."
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