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第一千四百六十一章 三人的抉择

Friend Feathers, you truly are wise for a lifetime and foolish in an instant. Don't you remember that only over a hundred years ago, Senior Lin was wanted by the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect? The sect's Abbot Luo Xiu was even killed by Lin Xuan.

"Indeed, several decades ago, the Skyward Sea Pavilion announced two Separation and Union stage cultivators had joined their ranks. One of them is named Lin Xuan, isn't it?" The old monk also spoke with a look of surprise on his face.

Upon hearing what his companions said, True Immortal Feathers recalled it as well, his expression changing constantly. A hundred years ago, the battle on Isles of Penglai had profoundly altered the landscape of Cloud Province's cultivation world.

The addition of two Separation and Union stage cultivators from Skyward Sea Pavilion caused shock among all sects and families. As the master of Spirit Herb Mountain, how could he not have heard about it?

But he never doubted anything.

This was understandable given the vast difference between condensing a core and achieving separation and union. He had never considered his disciple to be that person; instead, he thought they shared the same name and surname.

After all, Lin Xuan wasn't an unusual name. With so many cultivators in the world, it wasn't strange for two people to have the same name.

Now thinking about it, it was indeed a lapse on his part. This renowned Senior Lin of Cloud Province was actually his disciple. But with time passing and circumstances changing, he wondered what kind of extraordinary fortune this man had encountered that allowed him to progress from condensing a core to achieving separation and union in just three hundred years. Such an incredible rate of cultivation was beyond imagination.

"Alright, whatever Senior Lin's fortune might be, it has little to do with us now. Friend Feathers, I only wish to know if the purple cage grass you hold is truly twenty million years old?" Master Dingzhong raised his head, his expression filled with concern.

The old woman's demeanor was similar; after all, their lives were at stake, and no one could afford to be careless about such matters.

"This medicine is indeed excellent. It more than suffices for refining a detoxifying pill," True Immortal Feathers said with a smile as he stroked his beard. His face showed joy before his expression turned serious: "Our goal has been achieved. I believe you both heard my plan. What do you think?"

"Um..."

The monk and the old woman were taken aback, their expressions hesitant.

As they say, greed is never enough. Their original purpose for coming to the Netherworld Gate was to find purple cage grass to detoxify themselves. If this could be achieved, they would be eternally grateful.

Now that Lin Xuan's help had made it so easy to reach their goal, their greedy hearts were stirred once more.

"There aren't many Netherworld Jade Pendants. We endured much hardship to obtain one. Take the one in my hand; I only managed to get it through a stroke of luck at the market for over a million crystal stones. Going out now seems... too risky," said the old woman with white hair, her voice hesitant.

"Indeed."

The old monk also hesitated: "We must not forget that this Netherworld Gate is extremely dangerous. Even if we work together, we can't match up against an advanced婴后期 monster. Seeking treasure here is like a moth to a flame. We should be content with what we have."

Compared to his companions, True Immortal Feathers seemed more cautious and had a clearer understanding of their current situation.

"Ten years ago, didn't you forget that if we had known when to retreat, instead of being greedy and opening the coffin lid, none of this nightmare would have happened?"

True Immortal Feathers spoke slowly, his voice like a slap in the face, instantly waking up his companions.

The regret from their treasure-seeking experience ten years ago was still fresh in their minds. Only fools repeated mistakes; someone who had successfully condensed an婴 couldn't be a fool.

"Southwestern Buddha, it's true that I was too attached to material things. Your words are correct. Survival is the most important thing. I won't seek any treasure."

True Immortal Feathers nodded and turned his head to the left: "Lady Dragon, what about you?"

"Hmph, I'm only an early-stage婴. If my two friends don't go, then as a lone woman, it's like seeking death. But there's no point in arguing," said the old woman with white hair, somewhat unwillingly. Nonetheless, their three opinions finally aligned.

"What do we do next? Should we wait here until we are teleported away?" True Immortal Feathers showed some hesitation after hearing the monk's words. After a moment of thought, he shook his head: "No, this place is just a temporary resting spot and not very hidden. If it gets discovered..."

"Or if we leave here to find a new hiding place, it won't be easy in an instant," said the old woman with white hair softly.

True Immortal Feathers agreed: "Lady Dragon's words are right. This is why I hesitate."

"In fact, I have a solution." Master Dingzhong, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke up.

"Oh, please share your idea."

"It's not particularly clever, but I think this place isn't entirely unsuitable given its concealment. Senior Lin has already set up an illusionary technique, though it was hastily done and somewhat rudimentary. We can simply set up several arrays around here to make it a suitable resting spot until the Netherworld Gate ends," said the old monk with confidence.

"Hmm, Master's suggestion is indeed a good plan. However, I'm not particularly skilled in array techniques besides alchemy."

True Immortal Feathers nodded, looking somewhat troubled. After all, human experience was limited; there were countless cultivation arts to learn.

"Ha ha, that's no problem. Although I'm not very familiar with arrays, I obtained a set of illusionary flags through good fortune many years ago. Their power is worth praising, and hiding our cave should be fine," said the old monk with a smile.

"Then please do us this favor." True Immortal Feathers was delighted.

"It's my duty, Master."

As he spoke, the old monk stretched out his hand, thin as twigs, and tapped his waist. A yellowish light shot up from there, swirling around his head. Several array flags appeared in his hands, along with a round disk about a foot in size.

Lin Xuan was unaware of all this. At that moment, he had found another path to the mountain top, soaring towards it.

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