Games with fairies

"Yuechan, wait for me here and don't move around. I'll go and come back."

Beside the mountain stream, Li Muyang warned Yuechan who was following behind him.

The creek in front of me is very ordinary, nothing special about it.

Li Yuechan was confused when she saw her brother suddenly saying such a thing.

"Huh? Where are you going?"

The girl thought her brother was going to leave her here and wander around alone.

But before she could say the coquettish words "I want to come too," her handsome and restrained brother simply closed his eyes, opened his hands, and fell straight towards the stream in front of him.

boom!

The man's broad body crashed into the water, causing water to splash in the stream.

This kind of movement startled Li Yuechan - that's fine, brother, why do you want to take a shower?

Still not taking off your clothes?

She ran forward and was about to speak.

But the whole person was stunned beside the stream.

——My brother who fell into a mountain stream disappeared without a trace.

It was obvious that he was still there one second, but the next second, his brother's figure disappeared before his eyes.

Li Yuechan's eyes suddenly widened and she looked around nervously: "Brother! Where have you been?"

At this moment, the teacher's voice sounded in the girl's ears.

"...Don't be nervous, your brother has entered a secret realm."

"I didn't expect that this creek turned out to be a secret place, and I couldn't even detect it when I was close."

The mysterious woman's voice was a little surprised: "This secret realm was left by a true immortal..."

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The cold stream water quickly penetrated Li Muyang's body.

He felt as if he had fallen into a dark abyss, sinking rapidly in the icy water.

Fortunately, this cold and sinking feeling quickly subsided.

When Li Muyang opened his eyes again, he found himself standing outside the courtyard of a quiet library.

There was no stream water on my body, and my whole body felt extremely dry.

The warm sunshine fell from the sky, making him feel warm and his whole body seemed to be tired.

It was like a leisurely breeze blowing in the face of a quiet afternoon, blowing the title pages of the books in the courtyard in front, and the sound of turning the pages was extremely sweet.

Li Muyang was stunned, looking at the small courtyard with the strong aroma of books in front of him, it was hard to imagine that this was Fairy Mo's cave.

In his impression, Fairy Mo was forthright and tough, with the look of "I am a poorly educated woman".

For such a person, her cave is filled with books and filled with the fragrance of books?

Li Muyang stepped into it, and a woman's voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard.

"...Oh? Jiang Xiaoyu?"

"Are you really resurrected? You actually triggered the mark left by this fairy."

"Hey... It's been a long time since I've seen you alive. I never thought that someone in the world could actually do such a weird thing as coming back from the dead."

"But now that you are here, go inside. There is something I left for you inside."

Fairy Mo's voice sounded, as straightforward and brisk as ever, like a heroine who was happy to take revenge.

Li Muyang saw a writing brush in the courtyard flying up from the shelf and floating in front of him, seeming to guide him.

The writing brush flew towards the courtyard, followed by Li Muyang.

Fairy Mo's voice continued to ring in the air.

"The books in this courtyard are all works that this fairy read during his lifetime. However, there are not many cultivation techniques. They are all miscellaneous books on medicine, divination, celestial phenomena, and political strategies."

"This fairy is dead, but these books can be left to future generations, and they may be able to help future generations."

"I think that in the world ten thousand years from now, it may be difficult for practitioners to reach our current state. It will be an era of Dharma-ending with practitioners dying. These miscellaneous books are more suitable for future generations."

"So this fairy wrote them out. If you have time, you can take a copy out and spread it to the world."

"Well...if someone has been here before you and obtained the inheritance of this fairy, you can still communicate with each other."

Fairy Mo's voice continued to tell that the books in the courtyard were all ancient works that Fairy Mo had read before.

But it's a pity...

After Li Muyang stopped to read several books, he shook his head and sighed.

Fairy Mo would never have expected that in the Age of Ending Dharma, when it was difficult to practice cultivation, the creatures on this land would actually develop a brand new cultivation system, which would greatly increase the number of practitioners in later generations.

Although the number of powerful practitioners is rare, there are only a few in the Purple Mansion realm. But the overall number of practitioners far exceeds that of ancient times.

The threshold for spiritual practice has been reduced to the lowest level in this era. As long as there is a supply of spiritual rice, a wild dog on the roadside can cultivate a spiritual path.

Under such circumstances, the founder of the Blood Lotus Sect, who was inherited by Fairy Mo and founded the Blood Lotus Sect, did not bring out the all-encompassing ancient classics in the secret realm to spread to the world.

What he brought out should only be a few books related to political strategy and spiritual practice.

Because in this era, these are the only books he can use.

The guiding brush was flying in front, like a conscientious tour guide, constantly introducing Li Muyang to the room full of ancient works.

Li Muyang was a little amazed when he visited.

So knowledgeable and knowledgeable... Who would have thought that the fiery-tempered Fairy Mo could be so knowledgeable?

From the outside, it seems that Fairy Mo, who can do things and never talks nonsense, is insulated from the academy full of scholars.

Walking behind the brush, Li Muyang visited the classics left by Fairy Mo.

As Fairy Mo said, they were almost all miscellaneous books that had nothing to do with cultivation.

And on each book, there were annotations she left in person.

Fairy Mo, who had a violent temper, unexpectedly wrote a gentle and beautiful hand.

It really is true that appearances cannot be judged.

Li Muyang sighed at the unexpectedness of Fairy Mo and followed her guidance to the depths of the courtyard.

Passing through the houses and courtyards filled with books.

Finally, he came to an empty lotus pond.

This courtyard, without any books, looked a little empty.

Li Muyang found an obvious gap in the lotus pond.

There seemed to be a huge blood lotus there, but it disappeared at this time.

——Did the ancient blood lotus grow here?

The last inheritor who arrived here took away all the treasures of Fairy Mo.

And with this, he founded the foundation of the Blood Lotus Sect.

Li Muyang stood in this empty yard, wondering what else was there in the empty yard now.

Could it be that the gift that Fairy Mo left for him was also taken away by the founder of the Blood Lotus Sect?

But at this moment, the lotus pond in front of him suddenly surged with water.

A female figure with her eyes closed and sleeping suddenly rose slowly from the pond and appeared in Li Muyang's field of vision.

Fairy Mo's voice sounded in his ears at the same time.

"... I will give you my body left for the future, use it well."

This sentence, coupled with the female body in the pond that was exactly the same as Fairy Mo.

Li Muyang's saliva almost sprayed out.

"Fuck..."

The remains of the immortal?

Leave it to me?

Am I dreaming?