The one-ard woman saw Chen Yi standing with the support of his sword, and after pondering for a mont, she said, "Not bad."
Having known her for so long, Chen Yi knew her words were precious, and to receive even these two words was rare over his two lifetis.
The fatigued Chen Yi gave a wry smile and said, "That's because Master taught well."
When he wasn't angry enough to curse, Chen Yi was quite polite and knew how to flatter.
"But you didn't learn well." Zhou Yitang wasn't moved, especially by his flattery.
What surprised her was that this ti, the rebellious disciple didn't refute but nodded instead.
He smiled and said, "Indeed, when one's martial arts are high, it's easy to forget simplicity, accustod to using strength to overco ingenuity, forgetting to use cunning against cunning… waiting for the right mont to strike… sigh, if not for Master's reminder back then…"
"Reminder?"
Zhou Yitang said oddly:
"When did I ever speak to you?"
Chen Yi was sheathing his sword but halted in his tracks, his arm stopping abruptly, veins bulging, as he looked up in astonishnt at Zhou Yitang,
"Wasn't that… you secretly transmitting to ?"
Zhou Yitang shook her head and said:
"Never, if I were to speak, it would easily be assimilated by obsession."
With a face full of shock, Chen Yi held his head, trying hard to recall the situation then, and a chilling sensation rose from his spine, his astonishnt slowly turning to horror, and he said word by word:
"…Was it your obsession speaking to ?"
Zhou Yitang's pupils contracted, and she fell into silence.
Just as Chen Yi was about to say sothing, he suddenly turned his head to look at the emptiness behind him, for just then, he abruptly heard,
"Chen Yi, where do you think you're going?"
......
Returning from the Heart Lake, Zhou Yitang remained silent throughout, leaving others unsure of what she was thinking, only to see her pacing in the courtyard.
Chen Yi did not watch from the side but followed her pace, also not speaking during the period.
After a long while, she stopped and finally said, "Perhaps the obsession is too deep, bordering on a Heart Demon." She paused and continued, "You don't have to mind her."
Chen Yi looked at her, noticing her tone was still calm, but he distinctly heard a slight hint of panic, though fleeting, but still caught by him.
"Bordering on a Heart Demon? Perhaps it has already beco a Heart Demon, which is the key reason you've been unable to return to First Grade." Without hesitation, Chen Yi addressed the critical point.
Zhou Yitang's gaze was complex, and after a long ti, she said, "It shouldn't be so, I have cut off the Three Corpses, from where would a Heart Demon arise?"
Chen Yi also found it strange, so when he heard the voice, he initially didn't think in that direction, assuming it was Zhou Yitang's secret transmission.
The Three Corpses represent desires: the Upper Body loves adornnts, the Middle Body seeks flavors, and the Lower Body craves lust - causing great harm to people. After cutting off the Three Corpses, one becos serene and desireless, with a calm mind and clear nature, logically speaking, should not have the soil for a Heart Demon to be born.
If a person is not blinded by desires, where could a Heart Demon co from…
Yet Zhou Yitang had one, and it was a Heart Demon born from obsession, and every word and action… reminded Chen Yi of when he had just ascended the mountain, that unattainable Sword Armor Master.
Though he once rebelled against his master's doctrines, now he appeared unruly in front of Zhou Yitang; in the beginning, Zhou Yitang was unattainable in his eyes.
The one-ard woman closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and after a while, said slowly, "It's definitely not a Heart Demon, you don't have to bother with her."
Chen Yi frowned and said, "Are you sure? Heart Demons never admit to being Heart Demons."
Zhou Yitang seed agitated, coldly saying, "So what if it is? This is not the urgent matter at hand."
Chen Yi squinted his eyes, did not respond, as if acquiescing,
"Alright."
.........…
.........…
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Banners fluttered wildly in the wind, the blazing sun shining down, shedding a scorching golden light atop the Jade Emperor Hall. At this apex of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the Nine Altar Platform, set only during the Luotian Grand Sacrifice, was established, with seven thousand two hundred deities reaching up to the Heavenly Court, summoning the "Three Realms Venerable, Ten Directions Saints, Jade Capital Golden Palace Heavenly Emperor, Ten Directions Masters and Saints, all Three Realms officials, and all divine spirits."
The renowned Taoists of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain wore solemn Magic Robes, offering cups at the altar under the guidance of the Old Heavenly Master, with Zhao Tong making the secondary offering.
The brilliance of the Jade Emperor Hall beca hotter, seemingly floating with golden flas, burning vigorously.
Outside the altar, bustling with heroes who ascended Dragon and Tiger by weighing goodness and asuring evil, gathered around the altar, all without words to describe their feelings.
For the Heavenly Punishnt Immortal…
Four short words, stories once only found in books, though they were about to punish the "Evil Immortal" and "Bad Immortal" as called by the Old Heavenly Master, these words still weighed heavily.
Soaring nine thousand miles, overcoming clouds, burdened by the blue sky,
How heavy it is,
Yet how it incites boundless heroism?
And as this somber heroism spread,
At the foot of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, a ragged man carrying a bow ca gracefully, step by step ascending…
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