The Villain’s White Lotus Halo Chapter 78

Chapter 78

The ice and snow have just melted, and it is cold and full of turmoil
Translated by Vaishu
Edited by Vaishu
Luo Mingchuan was caught off guard and was pushed into the room by Yin Biyue, “Junior brother …”
“Senior Brother will explain everything clearly to me today. Why didn’t you let me practice the ninth level of Heavenly Luo, is it because of some other problem with that cultivation method, or because Senior Brother doesn’t trust me at all?!”
A sigh sounded out from the darkness, “Don’t talk nonsense to me, how could I not believe you … …”
He rushed in, realizing that he didn’t light the lamp.
Although with his and Luo Mingchuan’s cultivation levels, they could see things at night, now that they were in the same room in the dark, he felt a little awkward.
With a single thought, his right hand continued to hold onto Luo Mingchuan’s sleeve. His left hand flicked his sleeve, true essence surged, and the candle flame suddenly lit up, casting two almost identical shadows onto the paper window.
“As long as senior has belief in me, I can’t think of any other problems.”
When Luo Mingchuan heard these words, he saw the flickering candlelight falling on the white hair and brow of the person in front of him. It was coated with a warm yellow halo, and his bright eyes were twinkling like the radiance of stars.
He felt like he was being gently scratched at the bottom of his heart.
It was itchy and numb.
“Junior brother, although you’ve been crowned, you’re still too young …”
“Don’t argue with me. I said it’s small, but it has nothing to do with age.”
“I’ve often wondered if you can tell the difference between dependence and love if you know what you want if you’re ready to spend a long life with someone.
I don’t know what I’ll do if you get tired of it after we’re naturalized and think it’s not what you want and then leave me.
“It’s impossible for me to let you go.”
“Junior brother, have you really thought it through?”
The topic changed too quickly, and he was completely stunned.
Hearing the first sentence, he wanted to say ‘I’m not small anymore’, but at the end, when the senior brother talked about how he relied on love, it was like a sudden clap of thunder in his mind, shaking him to the point that he couldn’t think.
Luo Mingchuan’s voice was very soft as if he was afraid of breaking some fragile product.
“At the end of the ninth cycle, it is a cultivation technique that requires two levels of cultivation.”
Do you know about dual cultivation?
“That’s something only a Dao-Companion can do …”
“Rumble …”
Another clap of thunder.
Do you understand me?
Do you understand?!
Do you understand?!
What?!
He felt like he was only left with the words “dual cultivation” in his mind.
Isn’t that a shameful thing done by both men and women?
Aren’t, aren’t we following the orthodox path of cultivation?
Could it be that the concept of writing a cultivation technique was an * *?
That was to say, the reason why he kept bringing up this matter and kept insisting on his senior’s agreement was that…
Requesting dual cultivation?
Too, too shameless.
I don’t want to be human.
‘Ding … detected that the user’s embarrassment value has exceeded 100, automatically judged as a trap. Do you want to activate the halo assistant? ’
Mist Grass!
The familiar voice sounded in his head, and he almost cried.
Look at this fake halo!
So many life and death situations where he did not appear again and again!
… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …
What kind of embarrassment was the standard for logging in!
Urgh!
It was worth it!
But!
Good timing!
A conscience!
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“Open!”
Luo Mingchuan saw his junior brother startled and avoided his eyes, so he knew that he hadn’t thought of it yet.
He couldn’t help but let out a sigh in his heart. He felt slightly bitter but also felt that he had been too impatient.
His abrupt words were likely to scare his junior brother.
He gently withdrew his sleeve from Yin Biyuee’s hands and took two steps back. He smiled gently and said, “It’s very late today. Junior brother, rest up, I …”
However, a slightly cold aura suddenly entered his chest, causing his words to be stuck in his mouth and teeth.
It was then that Yin Biyue wrapped that around his waist.
Unlike every previous hug, it was no longer a child hugging their parents’ admiration.
“I don’t understand.”
“A dual cultivation combined? Senior brother, are you not willing?”
His junior brother raised his eyes in his arms and laughed softly.
Like the red plum on the first thaw, cold, and the mandala.
“I’m not small anymore. Of course, I know what I want …”
The person in his arms turned to the side, and a faint trace of flirtatious charm could be seen at the back of his eyes. A warm breath sprayed onto his neck.
Luo Mingchuan felt as if a fire was burning, from his neck, from his Daoist robe, from his hands around his waist, all the way to his heart.
He lowered his head slightly, thinking, I’m really a devil.
However, he couldn’t help but raise his hand and hold him closer.
However, he did not expect this to be the end. The smile in Junior Brother’s eyes became even more intense, like an intoxicating wine.
He took his hand and pressed it to his chest.
“I want you, Senior Brother.”
At the same time, all the fires exploded.
‘Ding … detected that the other party’s distress value is higher than the host, automatically determined to be a breakthrough, this assistant has finished.
“Little assistant, good friend, good assistant in solving life’s problems.”
The more he thought about it, the more he regained his wits.
At this moment, he was holding Luo Mingchuan’s wrist, which was less than half an inch away from his front lapel.
If he had wanted to dig a hole in the ground before using the halo, then now he wanted to slit his own throat and die immediately!
As for his senior brother, he stared blankly at him. Glimmers danced in his eyes, a gaze he had never seen before.
It was as if some long-suppressed emotion was about to erupt.
“Senior Brother!”
“I’m not…”
The more he thought about it, the less he knew how to explain it.
“Ah, yes!”
“I want to show you a book!”
He let go of Luo Mingchuan’s hand and hurriedly took out the book in his arms. “This is it!”
“Senior Brother, you must take a look …”
These were the authentic notes of a True Immortal!
It was hard to come by!
Don’t look at me.
F*ck my trashy aura!
He had to rely on himself to make a breakthrough!
Who knew that Luo Mingchuan would lower his head to look, and his expression would become a little strange.
“Junior brother, where did you get such a thing …”
“Mister Headmaster gave it to me!”
Luo Mingchuan was startled as if he understood something.
He coughed lightly and looked away.
“It’s better if you don’t go to the academy in the future. What nonsense did Teacher teach you …”
Just as Yin Biyue was about to say ‘rest early’, the man in front of him hurriedly rushed out of the door, as if he was running away.
He lowered his head and looked at the book in his hands. He finally understood what the problem was …
“Enchantment Immortal Elder Leng Xiao Fei”
Holy shit!
This was the title of the book!
The more he thought about it, the harder it was for him to fall asleep, let alone meditate.
The next day, Yan Xing called out to him after he sat down. He was still absent-minded when he went to the main hall to discuss matters. Only then did he come back to his senses.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that Luo Mingchuan was still acting normally, and didn’t pay any attention to him. He seemed to have forgotten about last night and felt better.
In fact, last night, Luo Mingchuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He chanted the Mind Cleansing Incantation to meditate but had a dream instead.
After waking up today, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. He didn’t know how to deal with such a treasure.
He felt that the headmaster had taught his junior a bad lesson, but he also felt that it was his own fault.
It was his negligence, and he didn’t know when he had let his junior brother learn such a thing.
Soon, they all came out of their dilemma. The Sect Leader, Zheng Yangzi, had said that Chen Yi had received an urgent letter from the sect late last night and had rushed over to the Luo River Sect overnight.
Only then did Cheng Tianyu know. “He’s actually in such a hurry …”
Everyone seemed to be deep in thought. What sort of major event and unforeseen event was it that would hastily recall the disciples who had left the sect?
However, this was a matter for the other faction after all, so it was not good to say anything.
Cheng Tianyu spoke of another matter. “Before I left, I received an invitation from Parasol saying that the sect had practiced a new sword formation and that my master was to go and observe and give guidance.”
“It even went against Sect Master Yu’s seal.”
When he said ‘master’, he was naturally referring to the Green Foothold Sword Sect’s Ascension Sect.
Amongst the three sects in the mountain, there had been a feud between the two sects for a long time, but there was no conflict between the two sects.
Although the relationship between the two sects was not very close, as the most powerful person in the Asian Sage Realm, the rest of the two sects would still give him face.
What was puzzling was that it was said that he had been severely injured by the Sword Saint for at least three years. How could he have the heart to practice sword formations?
He frowned.
At that time, he was by his Master’s side and knew just how terrifying the power of that seemingly casual finger attack was.
Even if he had the spirit medicine to recover, it would be impossible for him to recover so quickly.
“They invited my master out of the sect. There shouldn’t be any problems …”
Cheng Tianyu’s talent in the path of the sword was very high, but he was still young after all. He was lacking in the shrewdness of the city and manors, and he had even treated Yin BiyueYue and Luo Mingchuan as friends. That was why he had asked them so straightforwardly.
“The demonic path has been revived and the crossing of the sea has been rampant, and the land has been disturbed by it,” he said.
“Everyone knows that the most important thing right now is to work together to fight against the Twelve Palaces.”
“That’s reasonable.”
The meaning behind his words was that no matter what Po Zong planned to do, he wouldn’t do something that would be detrimental to the stability of the situation, contrary to the principles of justice.
Zhou Yuandao had studied various types of sword formations for many years, becoming a member of a family. No one in the world was more skilled than him, and Yu Shi invited him to observe the formation. It was reasonable.
However, Yin Biyue still felt that something was wrong.
Cheng Tianyu pondered for a moment before nodding his head in agreement.
Then, he changed the topic, “I have more than 2,600 disciples, of which more than 1,000 are on the cutting edge, and more than 600 are on the focusing point. In the Southern Land, there are more than 40 families that belong to us.
“If you want to fight with the Twelve Palaces in the Southern Land, you can pull the front line from the coast to Titian Mountain, Green foothills …”
It was the will of the seniors in the sect that he spoke of the situation of the Green Foothold Sword Sect.
It is intended to form an alliance with people, first with sincerity.
After Cheng Tianyu finished speaking, Zhengyang Zi only nodded without saying anything.
Luo Mingchuan began to talk about the situation at Cangya Mountain.
The number of disciples, the level of their cultivation, and the subordinate clans all spoke their language in an orderly manner.
The more Yin Biyue heard, the more he felt that there was no one who understood Cangya Mountain better than he did.
“I, Elder Cangya, am skilled in talisman crafting. I, Elder Ping, am willing to add a Concealment Formation on the Communication Talisman and am willing to exchange two hundred pieces with Qing Lu to communicate with him.”
“As for how to provide assistance, we’ll have to look at the actual situation after the war and explain in detail …”
“Naturally.”
Cheng Tianyu had completed his most important objective. In his heart, he remembered that the Palace Master was still in the south of the continent. He was afraid that something would happen. Without a moment’s rest, he would return to Qing Lu.
He stood up and bowed to everyone before following the boy to get the talisman paper.
Zhang Yangzi slowly walked out of the hall, waved his hand to signal Luo Mingchuan not to follow him, and murmured.
“Things are going to change soon. It’s going to be eventful autumn …”
He walked slowly, his back slightly hunched.
In the hall, Liu Shushuang took out a Snow Wave Pavilion from her sleeve.
“Fifth Junior Brother sent a letter last night.”
The more Yin Biyue kept silent, the more things happened last night.