Two treasure maps

Chapter 136 Silver Moon

The night slowly fell like a huge piece of black silk, tightly wrapping the entire sky.

The open space under the starry sky seems to be shrouded by a layer of mysterious power, appearing exceptionally peaceful and profound.

Le Xiaoyao finally woke up completely from his long coma. He opened his eyes with great effort and moved his hands and feet slightly. He felt the ropes on his body tightly binding him and fixing him to the thick tree trunk.

He took a deep breath, and the pain came like a tide, making him frown.

He looked up at the people in the open space. The Buddhist cultivator Feng Tian was chanting with his eyes closed, the demon cultivator Ling Mo had a cunning look in his eyes, the Confucian cultivator Chi Hao was immersed in cultivation, the Taoist cultivator Mei Ri was looking at him curiously, and Yin Yue'er was standing not far away, smiling but with a cold look in her eyes.

Le Xiaoyao secretly calculated in his heart that Buddhist cultivator Fengtian was his fellow disciple, and although Yin Yue'er was strict, she would definitely not harm him, so there was no need to worry.

Two of the five sects are already on his side. The next task is to persuade the demon cultivators, Confucian cultivators, and Taoist cultivators.

He carefully observed Ling Mo, the leader of the Demon Cultivation Hall, and felt more confident when he recalled his own experience as a demon king.

He knew that demon cultivators focused on strength and interests. As long as he could satisfy Ling Mo's requests, it would not be a bad idea to teach him some mental skills.

As for the Taoist Hall Master Mei Ri, he had also heard of him. He had a straightforward personality and liked to sit and discuss Taoism. As long as he could gain the upper hand in the discussion, Mei Ri would let him go.

As for Chi Hao, the head of the Confucian Cultivation Hall, he felt a bit troubled. He believed that his ability to be meticulous about words was far from that of the Confucian cultivators, so he could only give up temporarily.

Yin Yue'er was the first to walk up to Le Xiaoyao. She had a smile on her face, but the smile did not reach her eyes. She asked in a cold voice, "Who are you? Tell the truth! Save yourself from physical pain."

Le Xiaoyao sniffed the familiar smell in the air carefully, wondering, this is Yue'er's smell, why is she so harsh on him? Is she possessed by someone else? Or is she just pretending to be someone else?

Before he could answer, the Demon Cultivation Hall Master Ling Mo, the Taoist Cultivation Hall Master Mei Ri, and the Buddhist Cultivation Guardian Feng Tian also gathered around him.

They looked at Le Xiaoyao curiously, and seemed to be quite interested in his identity. Only the Confucian Master Chi Hao was still immersed in his cultivation, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Le Xiaoyao's heart moved and he felt that this was a great opportunity.

He pretended to be weak and said weakly, "I am Le Xiaoyao, the Butterfly Envoy of the Ligong Fiery Hall under the Southern Fairy Boy."

Ling Mo laughed loudly after hearing this and said, "Look at how they report their positions, one after another. It's not like our new religion which only has simple positions like left and right protectors, hall masters, and altar masters."

Yin Yue'er's expression changed slightly, and she asked, "Are you Le Xiaoyao, the Butterfly Envoy known as the Drunkard of the Butterfly Bush?"

After listening to Yin Yue'er's question, Le Xiaoyao understood in his heart that Yin Yue'er cared about his nickname in the Dharma Sect, "A Drunkard Among Butterflies, Sleeping Among Flowers and Willows". He already had a plan to deal with it in his mind. He nodded weakly. He knew that pretending to be weak in front of women would best win their sympathy.

Sure enough, Yin Yue'er felt a little bit reluctant when she saw this, and ordered the woman beside her to fetch some clean water. Although her words were harsh, her actions were very gentle.

She personally fed Le Xiaoyao water, and Le Xiaoyao took the opportunity to pinch her hand, which made Yin Yue'er angry but she couldn't show it in public, so she could only glare at him and ask the maid to take the bowl away.

Upon seeing this scene, Dharma Protector Fengtian lowered his eyes and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is some special relationship between Yin Yue'er and Le Xiaoyao, so he is not fighting alone. He sighed softly, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden from his heart.

Under the night sky, at the edge of the Pingjiang Grand Canyon, the stars were sparsely scattered on an open space. Yin Yue'er stood aside. Although there was still a trace of anger on her face, Le Xiaoyao's weak comforting gesture made her heart palpitate a little, and her voice softened a little.

She couldn't help but ask again: "Why are you here? And why are you so badly injured?"

Le Xiaoyao looked up at them, a trace of fatigue and helplessness in his eyes.

He said with a trembling voice: "Can you sit down and talk? I...I...really...don't have the strength...to...raise my head and talk again."

Dharma Protector Fengtian took the lead and sat in front of Le Xiaoyao. He put his hands together and said softly, "Amitabha, please take your time. There is no rush. Tell us, what happened?"

Mei Ri and Ling Mo also sat down one after another, their eyes focused on Le Xiaoyao, waiting for his answer.

Although Yin Yue'er was still standing aside, her eyes were no longer as cold, as if she was touched by Le Xiaoyao's weakness.

Le Xiaoyao seemed to have gathered strength, and his voice no longer trembled. He asked, "Why did you come here?"

Yin Yue'er seemed to be speaking her mind, and answered directly: "It's because there is a rare treasure in this Pingjiang Grand Canyon. We naturally can't let your Dharma Sect take it all."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to realize that she had let the cat out of the bag and immediately covered her mouth.

Ling Mo glared at Yin Yue'er and said hatefully, "Woman!" Yin Yue'er seemed to blush with shame after hearing what he said.

Mei Ri was watching quietly from the side, his eyes moving back and forth between Le Xiaoyao and Yin Yue'er.

He noticed that there seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two of them, and their glances made him feel puzzled.

When did they first know each other? Could it be that they had been colluding for a long time?

Mei Ri decided to wait and see what would happen next.

Dharma Protector Fengtian interrupted everyone's thoughts and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, donor, since donor Yue has already said it, there is no need for us to hide it anymore. I hope you can tell us some of the truth, so as to avoid hurting the harmony among us."

Le Xiaoyao had naturally made plans, and he said briefly, "I am a disciple of the Southern Fairy Boy, and the canyon in the east is the territory of the Eastern Fairy Boy."

Mei Ri was surprised when he heard this: "Are you fighting among yourselves?"

Le Xiaoyao showed his weakness again. He said intermittently: "Yes... yes... and... no. If we can... cooperate... it would be the best. If we can't... can't... cooperate, then we can only... can only rely on our own abilities and grab... grab opportunities." His voice was weak, as if he would die at any time.

Dharma Protector Fengtian frowned. He took out a pill and handed it to Le Xiaoyao: "This is our sect's Nirvana Pill. All pains will be eliminated after taking it. You take this pill first, and then slowly tell us what happened."

Le Xiaoyao took the pill, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that his nephew would take out such a valuable pill.

Nirvana Pill, he had only heard of this name in the classics of his master. It was said that only his master was qualified to refine this kind of pill.

He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion and worry in his heart.

Could it be that something serious had really happened in the sect? Otherwise, why would the nephew come to this mere second-level heaven and bring such a precious elixir?

After he took the pill, he felt a warm current flowing through his body. The pain gradually dissipated, and after a while, his internal organs felt much more comfortable.