Chapter 86: The Method of Gu and Lie

  "I just want to take back everything that belongs to me! The latest chapter of 'One Pill Reverses the Sky'!" After about half a cup of tea's time, Mo Junya suddenly stopped laughing and looked up and down at Feng Ri Xi, before gritting her teeth and saying.

  "Shouldn't everything belong to you?!" Feng Rixiao smiled mockingly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. "Hmph, Mo Junya, don't you think it's ridiculous for you to say that?! What do you mean by 'everything that should belong to you'?"

  "Master should have belonged to me, Mo Junya! It's you! Your appearance took him away!" Mo Junya's eyes revealed a strong sense of unwillingness and hatred. "If it weren't for your appearance, the person he should have been interested in was obviously me!"

  At these words, Fengli Xi was taken aback.

  Mo Junya's clear eyes were imprinted with unreserved and extreme hatred at this moment. Feng Lixi didn't suspect anything at all. If a gaze could kill someone, Mo Junya would have killed her 180 times already.

  The cultivator was originally calm and composed, but now the woman in front of her hated her so much that it had penetrated into her bones. What kind of hatred could make her hate her to such an extent?

  Is it just because of a dance?

  It seems she really underestimated the presence of Xi Yu Wu in Mo Junya's heart!

  Moreover, it's also quite strange that Mo Junya said this. She spoke with such certainty, as if she was certain that Xi Yue was her own kind?!

  Could it be...

  Fengli Xi suddenly opened her eyes wide, staring incredulously at the white-clothed woman in front of her.

  Mo Junya, could it be that you're also a reborn person?!

  Thinking of this possibility, Feng Rixi's face was overcast for a moment, with an eerie expression.

  It wasn't until about half a moment later that Feng Xili finally burst out laughing, "Mo Junya, even if the Nuwa dance was originally yours, what's it to me?! As long as I'm happy, he can abandon you like worn-out shoes at any time, so you'd best not provoke me!"

  Upon hearing this, Mo Junya unexpectedly remained calm, her eyes devoid of the usual jealousy. Instead, she walked slowly to Feng Ri Xi's front and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Shan Jiu Ling, your lover is currently fighting a desperate battle with our master. Why don't you go save him?"

  Before the words had fallen, Fengli Xi's body stiffened in the wind, and she said slowly, "He is not my lover, but my bosom friend! He has long been dead, what are you talking about 'rescue'?"

  How did Mo Junya find out about her relationship with Qiao Mingying? It's vaguely remembered that at the time in the mortal realm, apart from Xi Yue Wu and herself knowing, everyone else had their memories erased by Xi Yue Wu.

  Could it be...

  Mo Junya was also in the mortal realm at first?!

  If Mo Junya was really in the mortal realm, then she would have watched as her own clansmen were possessed by Jiang Junye and had their souls devoured?!

  No... it's impossible!

  Even as ordinary people, the members of the imperial family have a divine dragon energy that is born with the gods. If this divine dragon energy cannot be broken, how can the cultivators occupy the bodies of these ordinary people in the imperial family?

  Unless... unless it is a cultivator who knows the method of resolving the divine dragon's aura, he can easily occupy the mortal body of the imperial family.

  Mo Junya, as a princess of the mortal world and a cultivator of the Grand World, naturally knew a way to dispel the dragon's aura.

  If her guess was correct, Mo Junya had not only hidden in the mortal realm but also helped Jiang Jinyi occupy the body of the Mortal Emperor, resulting in a disastrous outcome.

  But why did Mo Junya do this?! Is she crazy?!

  "You're a madman, an out-and-out madman!" Feng Lixue narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed with some annoyance.

  After finishing speaking, Fengli Xi turned around to leave. Following a madman, she didn't need to continue the conversation at all.

  But little did I expect

  Mo Junya took a step forward and directly blocked Feng Lixi's way, not allowing her to leave.

  "What do you want to do?!" Seeing Mo Junya's determined look, Feng Li Xi finally stopped in his tracks, with his hands clasped together in front of his chest, warily staring at Mo Junya.

  "There's a great show waiting for you to come and perform, if you leave, how can the play go on?!" Mo Junya suddenly smiled beautifully, with a cruel bloodthirsty desire in her gaze at Feng Li Xi.

  "What exactly do you want?!" Upon hearing this, Fengli Xi instinctively took a step back and raised his defensive shield.

  Mo Junya has gone completely mad. For a madman, it's likely that anything out of the ordinary can be done. So, she had to guard against it.

  Facing Fengri Xi's defense, Mo Junya sneered, "You just said that your husband had passed away, but now he is competing with my master in magic. What is the reason for this?!"

  After finishing speaking, Mo Junya seemed to glance at Feng Rixi unintentionally, and then transformed into a golden light that swept away into the high sky.

  Seeing Mo Junya flying towards Xi Yue Wu and Qiao Mingying, Fengli Xi didn't dare to be slow, and immediately summoned Xiao Bai to follow Mo Junya into the sky...

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  Just as Xi Yue Wu and Qiao Mingying were entangled in a fierce battle, two beautiful figures, one white and one red, flashed by quickly.

  In a twinkling of an eye, Mo Junya was already standing beside Xi Yue's side, while Feng Li Xi flew to Qiao Mingying's side.

  "Master..." Mo Junya swept her sleeve and was about to join the battle.

  But little did I expect

  Xie Yu's cold eyes glanced at her, and a strand of cold sword intent broke off Mo Junya's arbitrary action.

  "You're heavily injured, it's better to go back and recover! There's no need for you to intervene here!" Xī Yuè Wǔ Yún wore a white Taoist robe as white as snow, her long hair with purple undertones fluttering freely in the wind. At this moment, only Xī Yuè Wǔ Yún's cold and proud handsome face appeared even more icy, with a hint of an unnoticeable fierce expression between his eyebrows.

  "But, Master..." Upon hearing this, Mo Junya looked at Xi Yiwu with a wronged expression, her voice choked with sobs.

  Look at Mo Junya's delicate and lovely appearance, I'm afraid all men can't help themselves!

  Unfortunately, Xi Yue Wu Yan was that unexpected person. He didn't give Mo Junya another chance to speak, and coldly said again, "Leave! Don't make me say it a second time!"

  The words had barely fallen when they came to an abrupt end. The white silk robes fluttered without wind, the sleeves rippling like water, dazzling the mind.

  "What are you doing here?!" Xī Yuè Wǔ Yún gazed into the wind, her words as concise and calm as ever, "Líng'ér, quickly follow your senior sister back!"

  She shook her head, and with a dazed expression, she gazed at Qiao Mingying standing behind her. Her face had an inexplicable determination, "No, I want to stay! I want to take Mingying away!"

  "Ling'er, no matter how much you mess around, you should still be clear about your own identity!" Upon hearing this, Xi Yue's eyebrows furrowed, and for the first time, her usually calm tone fluctuated, subtly carrying a hint of anger that was hard to detect. "He is a demonic cultivator, and from the moment he entered Ling Xuan Sect, it was already destined that he wouldn't be able to leave unscathed!"

  After a moment of silence, Xi Yue danced with her Lingyun sword in hand, pointing it at Qiao Mingying across the air, and said in a deep voice, "Today, Qiao Mingying... he must give an explanation to the Ling Xiao Sect!"

  After listening, Feng Li Xi stood there in a daze.

  In the mortal realm, Xi Yue Wu Yu also proposed to dispose of Qiao Mingying's corpse, but under her insistence on keeping it, Xi Yue Wu Yu did not make things difficult for her in the Rebirth Goddess System.

  But why doesn't he surrender now?!

  "Master, what do you want a dead man to repay?! After a long time, Fengli Xi finally gritted his teeth and said slowly, "From the moment he willingly let me rip out his heart, he no longer owed anything to the world or to Ling Xiang!"

  Now that it has come to this, she asks herself if what she wanted wasn't much after all!

  She just wanted to keep the body of her loved one, just wanted to leave herself a thought, can't even this small request be satisfied?!

  There was an indelible sorrow and pain in Fengli Xi's eyes. Watching this scene, Xie Wu Yu's heart inexplicably flashed a hint of pain. However, the righteousness of Xian Gui Dao still made him harden his heart.

  "Ling'er, get out of the way!" Xī Huàn Wǔ Yún tightened his grip on the Lingyun Sword, and suddenly a white sword aura enveloped the sword body. Xī Huàn Wǔ Yún had already poured all his yuan yang into the Lingyun Sword, apparently having made up his mind long ago.

  He shook his head again, and Fengli stepped forward, calmly facing the power of Lingyun Sword. "If Master really wants to make things difficult for Mingying, then deal with me at the same time!"

  But little did I know――

  He drew his sword and swung it out, sending the wind swirling out several feet away. On that stunningly handsome face of his was an unspeakable fury.

  Before everyone could react, Xi Yue Wuyu quickly formed a seal with both hands, and in just a few breaths, she transformed the yuan yang energy around her into yuan yang fire, which wrapped itself around Qiao Mingying's body.

  In an instant, Qiao Mingying was surrounded by the flames of Yuanyang and turned into a real "fire man"!

  "No!" Fengli Xi let out a heart-wrenching scream. The next moment, she saw her charge towards Qiao Mingying without any hesitation, tightly embracing him, and together they plunged into the sea of flames.

  Fengri Xi tightly hugged Qiao Mingying's scorching body, feeling the eerie sounds brought by the raging yuan yang fire. She could even clearly feel her clothes rapidly dissolving on her body.

  The master's own spiritual energy transformed into the primordial yang or yin fire is not easily extinguished. If it is a pure yang body cultivator's primordial yang fire, its power is even more overbearing. Unless one defeats the pure yang cultivator or the pure yang cultivator voluntarily gives up, the primordial yang fire is very difficult to extinguish.

  Long before entering the Yuan Yang fire, Feng Li Xi had already made up his mind to live and die with Qiao Ming Ying. Perhaps by dying together, they could return to modern times as well.

  Slowly lifting her head, Feng Li Xi was about to take a good last look at the man she had fallen in love with when she was suddenly drawn to a strange purple flower on his chest.

  Only seven petals of purple flowers were seen, long and delicate, charming.

  But she can be certain that there was no purple flower on Qiao Mingying's chest just now, so why did it suddenly appear?!

  With a sense of doubt, Feng Lixi subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Junya standing beside Xi Wu Xian, and even though they were separated by the raging flames, Feng Lixi could clearly see the eerie smile on Mo Junya's face.

  Intuition told Fengli Xi that there must be a hidden story behind this. Moreover, Mo Junya must have used some kind of trick again!

  What on earth is it?! What exactly did she overlook?!

  In the wind, Xi exhausted her brain to seek answers, but the increasingly thin air and the burning of the original yang fire on her skin made her thinking more and more dull.

  "Ah......" He could no longer bear the scorching of the yuan yang fire and let out a low, painful cry in the wind.

  But little did I know――

  In the next breath, Feng Li felt that the primordial yang fire all over his body was extinguished in an instant, and he was enveloped in a slightly cool embrace.

  She made an effort to open her eyes, and the first thing that entered her vision was Xi Yue Wu Yan's pair of autumnal, rippling eyes, which contained a multitude of complex emotions. Xi Yue Wu Yan stretched out her slender fingers to touch the skin that had been injured by the wind, but she turned her head to avoid it.

  In an instant, Xi Yue's outstretched hand froze stiffly in mid-air.

  In the wind, Xi struggled hard to turn her head away, constantly struggling to break free from the arms of the dancing girl.

  The white figure in the wind stubbornly pulled Xi Yi over, continuing to hold him tightly in her arms, refusing to let go.

  "Let me go! Let me go!" Fengli Xi's fists pounded heavily on Xue'er's chest, her voice filled with endless resentment.

  "Ling'er, calm down! Let me help you treat your wounds first!" Xi Yue Wu Yun's voice was low and gentle as she suppressed all her emotions.

  "Meng Ying! Let me go! I want... Meng Ying!" Feng Li Xi suddenly pushed away Xie Wu Yu, and immediately rushed towards Qiao Meng Ying, with a determined look on his face.

  Qiao Mingying's current state is deplorable, her clothes having been scorched by the flames of Yuan Yang.

  Feng Li Xi carefully held Qiao Ming Ying in his arms, afraid of accidentally hurting him. He gently stroked his cheek, his eyes dull and his body unusually cold.

  Can't resist the sourness in her heart anymore, Feng Li Xi just hugged Qiao Ming Ying like this, crying painfully.

  Unconsciously, Feng Li only felt a slightly stiff palm stretching out in front of her, and saw that the withered palm hesitated for a moment before gently stroking her delicate cheek. The movement was clumsy but very gentle, wiping away her tears one by one.

  Take a look, and suddenly feel dizzy in the wind.

  It's actually... Dull-eyed Qiao Mingying?!

  Although it's still unclear why Qiao Mingying entered Ling Xiao, one thing is certain: the Qiao Mingying in front of him was clearly a "corpse", yet the deceased Qiao Mingying could still sense her pain and clumsily came to comfort her. It's likely that there was still a lingering obsession left in his physical body.

  It was this last bit of obsession that prompted him to make some movements like a living person.

  Thinking of Qiao Mingying never letting her guard down even in death, Feng Lixi immediately stretched out both hands to hold onto Qiao Mingying's hands that were placed on her cheeks, tears falling non-stop, "Mingying... Mingying..."

  Crying, crying, Xi tightly held onto Qiao Mingying's hand in the wind, gently kissing his palm.

  This was a habitual action they used to do often in the past, but now doing it feels like they are worlds apart, and it's heart-wrenching.

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  At this time, Su Yu Zhen Jun and other peak masters who were originally stationed outside the forest had already arrived. Looking at Feng Li Xi, who was in tatters, holding a similarly damaged Mo Xiu and crying bitterly, everyone's face was shocked beyond measure. They really couldn't imagine when Feng Li Xi, as a major sect of the immortal gate, had any connection with the demon cultivator?!

  Although there were many doubts, when he saw the small finger that Fengli Xi and Qiao Mingying both lacked, Su Yu Jingjun's expression finally changed.

  Nowadays, even a fool would know that his niece and that demon cultivator have an unclear relationship!

  "You despicable thing! Sanjiu Ling, get back to your master's side immediately and don't have any more dealings with that demonic person!" With a flick of her sleeve, the anger emanating from Xu Yu Zhen Jun's body was palpable, the oppressive power in her voice spreading outwards like a dark mist.

  Shaking his head, Feng Li Xi remained silent. He still maintained the action of tightly hugging Qiao Ming Ying.

  Just as Su Yu was about to slap Feng Ri Xi, Mo Jun Ya suddenly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Master Su, my junior sister is temporarily confused, so she's being muddled. Let me go and persuade her, I'm sure she'll regain her senses and won't do anything that would tarnish the reputation of Ling Xiao Sect!"

  Upon hearing this, Su Yu looked at Mo Junya's sincere face for half a moment before finally nodding.

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  Feng Lixi numbly stared at Mo Junya as she slowly approached, but suddenly, when her gaze met Mo Junya's chest, Feng Lixi paused.

  Only Mo Junya's left chest also had a purple seven-petaled flower.

  In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Feng Li's mind. Finally, he thought of a certain possibility...

  Mo Junya this cheap person, actually implemented the ancient forbidden technique - Gu Le on Qiao Mingying.

  Gu is a forbidden art, and this spell is overly tyrannical, it's a move that hurts the enemy at the cost of damaging oneself. The caster must use their own heart pulse as a catalyst to cast the spell on the recipient, making them become their own gu follower, obeying their commands. To break this spell, one must damage the caster's heart pulse.

  Compared to "Gu", the witch tribe's Gu technique, soul-capturing technique and other techniques can all control people's souls without easily harming the practitioner. However, the method of Gu is too overbearing and poses too great a risk for the practitioner, so it has long been abandoned.

  But why did Mo Junya choose to use the "Gu Lai" method?

  At this time, Fengli Xi had already asked Mo Junya without any politeness why he wanted to use this method?!

  She only knew that at this moment, her inner resentment had reached its peak.

  If it weren't for the Yuanyang fire that had just been ignited by the dance, and let "Guiling" take shape, opening out the Guiling flower, I'm afraid even now, no one would have figured out who was manipulating Qiao Mingying's corpse.

  For the sake of justice and for the world, she and Qiao Mingying personally chose to bury their love, and Qiao Mingying even sacrificed his life. Feng Lixi asked herself that she originally didn't have much, now Qiao Mingying's corpse is her only thought, how could she tolerate Mo Junya's sinister move, taking away her only remaining thought?!

  In the past, for the sake of her master and out of respect for the development of the story, no matter how Mo Junya plotted against her, Feng Lixi could always laugh it off and not take it to heart. However, she absolutely cannot tolerate Mo Junya using the body of her beloved to make a big show.

  To bear is to be unable to bear, what can be tolerated cannot be tolerated!

  Feng Li Xi gently put down Qiao Mingying's body, stood up, and gazed at Mo Junya with piercing eyes. "Mo Junya, I'm not clear why you want to do this? Nor do I know what purpose you have in doing so? You truly spare no effort in achieving your goals!"

  For the first time... Fengri Xi felt he was really angry!

  This time... she absolutely won't show mercy to Mo Junya again.

  Otherwise, it is difficult to dispel resentment and grievances will be hard to calm!

  "Since you've gone to such great lengths..." A low sigh, and Feng Ri Xi closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, there was no hiding the cruelty and resentment in her gaze. "Fine! I'll grant your wish today!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Fengli Xi gathered the spiritual energy in his body into his right hand, and without even blinking, he clenched his fist and swung it at Mo Junya...

  The next moment, Feng Li's right hand ruthlessly pierced into Mo Junya's heart, shattering her already weak heartbeat...