217: Also a magic seed player

Xuanxiao Sect, Xiao Zhu Peak.

Today, Xiao Zhu Peak was exceptionally quiet, devoid of any noise, remarkably peaceful.

The Tranquil Water Pavilion, which never entertained guests, had visitors today.

In the pavilion, a man dressed as a Daoist, yet with a bald head and a full beard, was the first to break the silence.

"Senior Brother, can my hair truly not grow back? Even you, do you have no way?"

Shen Qingqiu smiled without speaking, merely picked up the teapot, poured two cups of tea, and, using his Spiritual Energy, floated one cup to the man.

"Junior Brother Han, you've certainly gotten used to calling yourself 'I' ( Sajia)!"

"Isn't it because I feel that 'I' ( Sajia) better suits my current Concept!"

Chu Mo was still bothered by the fact that he hadn't grown a full head of hair, only a large beard.

Damn it!

One Medicinal Pill went down with absolutely no effect.

He took a few other Medicinal Pills, but his hair still didn't grow, though his beard grew quite a bit.

His current appearance was similar to Lu Zhishen.

However... he was more handsome than Lu Zhishen!

"Junior Brother Han, you truly are a remarkable person!"

With that, he picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

Chu Mo, across from him, was quite speechless. He raised his cup and drained it in one gulp.

"Senior Brother, don't worry about whether I'm a remarkable person or not; just tell me honestly, can my hair grow back?!"

After speaking, he slammed the teacup heavily onto the table. He was truly exasperated by Shen Qingqiu's unhurried attitude.

Without hair, how could he be a white-robed Sword Immortal?!

Being strong is a temporary thing, but being handsome is for a lifetime.

"Junior Brother Han, compared to your hair, I think other things inside you need to be resolved more!!!"

Shen Qingqiu's eyes burst forth with endless light.

Chu Mo's expression slightly paused, thinking, "Could it be... Senior Brother Shen discovered something?! That's impossible! I put Xiao Die and Blazing Sun on Elite Peak, and I've worn down my aura several times. Senior Brother Shen shouldn't be able to find any clues, right?!"

However, before Chu Mo could react.

Shen Qingqiu raised a finger and pointed it directly at Chu Mo's glabella. A wisp of faint light diffused out, subtly penetrating deep into his Sea of Consciousness.

The next moment, Chu Mo felt the world change drastically.

He found himself on an boundless ocean, with Shen Qingqiu standing beside him, hands clasped behind his back.

"No, Senior Brother, it's very impolite for you to suddenly come into my Sea of Consciousness!"

The Sea of Consciousness is the source of a Cultivator's Mental Energy, the place where consciousness resides, and also where the Primordial Spirit is located.

Entering someone's Sea of Consciousness without permission, in the cultivation world, could be said to mean that the two parties would be in an unending conflict.

However, considering that Shen Qingqiu was his Senior Brother, Chu Mo forgave him just this once. (Mainly because he couldn't defeat him)

Chu Mo's words did not make Shen Qingqiu voluntarily withdraw. He raised his hand and pointed to a side of the Sea of Consciousness, saying faintly, "In your Sea of Consciousness, there is a powerful force of obsession. Hmm, it's quite similar to Buddhist methods, yet somewhat different..."

"What? Buddhist methods?!"

Upon hearing of Buddhist methods, keywords like Jinshan Temple and Fahai immediately appeared in Chu Mo's mind.

Damn it, during the time I was unconscious, Fahai really did something to me!

"Senior Brother, can you help me remove it?"

"I can't guarantee it, because I've never encountered this situation before. I can only say, I'll give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Shen Qingqiu immediately began to form a Sword Incantation where he stood, his posture suggesting he was about to engage in a major battle within his Sea of Consciousness.

"Senior Brother, my Sea of Consciousness is weak, please be gentle..."

His two fingers, like a sword, slashed down, splitting the Sea of Consciousness in two.

However, this was merely the beginning. Shen Qingqiu's fingers continued to move.

The Sea of Consciousness was neatly divided.

Shen Qingqiu looked at the Sea of Consciousness he had divided, his brows tightly furrowed, clearly finding it a bit tricky.

"Senior Brother, are you not finding..."

"Junior Brother Han, it might hurt a bit later, bear with it."

"No, Senior Brother, you..."

"Sky-Covering Creation Palm!"

"Boom!"

As one palm descended, the Sea of Consciousness churned with towering waves. The palm print continuously pressed down, leading to an unknown destination.

At this moment, Chu Mo felt as if he had reverted to an ordinary person, then been slapped by a thousand-ton king.

His whole being felt like it was splitting apart.

However, Shen Qingqiu ultimately knew what he was doing and didn't completely shatter Chu Mo's Sea of Consciousness with one slap.

Only severe injury, not fatal.

Shen Qingqiu held Chu Mo, who was twitching all over, shaking his head with both hands covering it.

And below.

At some unknown point, the Sea of Consciousness had turned blood-red, and the originally calm surface of the sea seemed to be boiling, continuously emitting heat waves and bubbling incessantly.

In this boiling sea of blood, a burly, muscular, green-faced, fanged monster with a hint of scholarly air emerged. He stepped into the surging blood sea and said anxiously, "Immortal Senior, wait! I have no enmity with Immortal Senior. Why don't we turn hostility into friendship and let this matter rest?"

"You hide in my Junior Brother's Sea of Consciousness, wanting to invade my Junior Brother's Physical Body. How can there be no enmity between us?" Shen Qingqiu joined his fingers like a sword, about to strike down the monster, but at the very last moment, he abruptly stopped.

"How audacious, to actually fuse yourself into my Junior Brother's Primordial Spirit!"

Seeing Shen Qingqiu stop, the green-faced, fanged monster finally breathed a sigh of relief. This person in front of him was too terrifying, almost as much as Fahai.

However, just as he relaxed, countless Sword Qi, like a torrential rain, pierced through his body.

At the same time, Shen Qingqiu's cold snort resounded.

"Though you are somewhat strange, you are merely an obsession that became a demon. After gaining some Opportunity, you dare to show off in front of me? Who gave you the courage?!"

The voice was vast, rumbling like thunder.

The sea of blood split again, and the sky-covering giant palm reappeared, but this time it did not strike down. Instead, it pulled out Chu Mo's Primordial Spirit, which was buried deep in the sea of blood.

A malevolent, Asura-like Primordial Spirit emerged above the sea of blood. Its ferocious and powerful aura instantly filled the entire Sea of Consciousness.

The previous green-faced, fanged monster was clutched by the giant hand like a chick. It was pierced by endless Sword Qi and finally sealed at the heart of the Primordial Spirit.

"It has already merged with Junior Brother Han's Primordial Spirit and cannot be separated. It can only be sealed within the Primordial Spirit and worn down by endless Sword Qi. But this is only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. If it cannot be completely eradicated, it will become Junior Brother Han's Heart Demon. As evil thoughts arise, the Heart Demon will manifest itself, unkillable, unslayable..."

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Chu Mo had a dream, a very long dream.

In the dream, he was called Xu Xian, a scholar pursuing his studies. During a heavy rain, he met two beautiful women at West Lake and borrowed an umbrella from a white-clothed woman.

Later, he went to the white-clothed woman's home to return the umbrella, shared tea with her, and spoke of his grand ambitions.

"I swear to Heaven that in this life, I will definitely pass the imperial examination to become the top scholar, bring glory to my ancestors, and return home in splendid attire, letting those in Hang City who looked down on me know that I, Xu Xian, am also a Heavenly Literary Star descended to the mortal realm..."

"Young Master Xu indeed has grand aspirations, which this humble woman admires. However, the top scholar examination is not so easy to pass, and the officialdom is an even deeper mire. One can easily fall into eternal damnation if not careful. In this humble woman's opinion, Young Master Xu might as well do some business in Hang City, become a wealthy old man, and live a joyful life."

"Scholars, farmers, artisans, merchants. If I were to become a merchant, how would my fellow students look at me? They would surely say I reek of copper, and that I'm offensive from a distance!"

Xu Xian suddenly stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, and gazed at the lake before him.

"When the wind lends its strength, one can soar to great heights! My goal is not merely to be a top scholar. I want to be a Prime Minister, to be the one person below all others, yet above everyone else!"

In his eyes, flames seemed to burn, and that fire was called ambition.