In the mountains, an archway?
Lu Jin’an’s eyes flashed with doubt: "What’s that?"
Xiao Yinruo pressed her red lips together, her cultivation allowed her to see further, so her heart somewhat sank.
Beyond the archway, there’s a city, with a sacrificial altar in the center.
This is undoubtedly the Life Gate, but... they took the wrong path.
If earlier they had chosen another ’root system’ in the Dead Tide outside...
Xiao Yinruo felt the spiritual power inside her body, hmm, even if they wanted to retreat now, they couldn’t.
"Aunt Ruo?" Lu Jin’an spoke again: "Isn’t it..."
"It’s just a Dao field of a high monk from the Buddhist Sect." Xiao Yinruo smiled slightly: "If I am not mistaken, it is the Dao field from when Emperor Kongwu became a Buddha on Sumeru Mountain.
This Dao field was originally located in Fuyin City of the Lingyin Domain, later Fuyin City was rebuilt... I only then knew that the old city was moved into this Secret Realm by Sumeru Mountain."
She didn’t lie to Lu Jin’an, just concealed some facts: "When she entered nirvana, it was the Late Divine Presence stage."
Xiao Yinruo tilted her head to look at Lu Jin’an, teasingly: "Dare to go?"
"We can only go, right?" Lu Jin’an smiled: "There’s no way back."
Xiao Yinruo nodded, and the two walked forward shoulder to shoulder, entering the archway, and as they did, the archway disappeared.
At this moment, Lu Jin’an saw more of the scene: an ancient city inscribed with chaotic Sanskrit.
Xiao Yinruo raised her right hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear: "If I guessed right, there should be the Dharma body left after Emperor Kongwu entered nirvana in the Dao field; destroying this Dharma body should allow us to leave."
"Not bad luck." Xiao Yinruo’s lips curled into a smile, seemingly genuinely happy, she touched Lu Jin’an’s head, spiritual power quietly seeped into Lu Jin’an’s brow.
What Lu Jin’an could see was what she wanted him to see.
Feeling Xiao Yinruo’s emotions, Lu Jin’an’s tense body relaxed a lot: "Even if that Emperor Kongwu really became a Fallen Monk, he surely wouldn’t be your match."
Xiao Yinruo chuckled lightly and led him towards the city gate.
As the Forget Love Dao Domain revolved, beneath her airborne feet were countless bones, which, as the Dao Domain swept past, turned into dust with a crisp sound.
"Jin’an." Xiao Yinruo’s voice carried a bit of teasing: "Emperor Kongwu was a female Buddha, quite pretty as well."
"..." Lu Jin’an was silent for a moment, helplessly said: "I’m not so desperate as to resort to that, besides, there’s a possibility this isn’t the Dragon Clan Altar, so Emperor Kongwu had long since entered nirvana.
I have no interest in ice love."
"Ice love?" Xiao Yinruo was taken aback, although she heard this term for the first time, it wasn’t hard to grasp its meaning from the context.
"Where did you learn such inappropriate words?" She glared at Lu Jin’an: "What kind of books do you read usually?"
"I read everything." Lu Jin’an shrugged: "Who brought up this topic first anyway?"
"I was teasing you..." Xiao Yinruo shot him a look: "Aren’t you lustful?"
"No matter how lustful, I’m not interested in nuns." Lu Jin’an looked at Xiao Yinruo: "Besides, no matter how beautiful that nun is, she’s surely not as beautiful as you."
Xiao Yinruo’s eyes flashed with amusement, keeping the mood lighthearted: "So you’re lustful towards your aunt?"
Lu Jin’an felt that Xiao Yinruo was indeed relaxed, otherwise, she wouldn’t discuss such topics with him—even when it wasn’t this dangerous before, Aunt Ruo hadn’t discussed such topics.
"Yes." Lu Jin’an honestly said: "I can’t forget about you."
Xiao Yinruo gave him a light tap: "You’re getting full of yourself now?"
"Mm." Lu Jin’an nodded: "Give me a bit of color, and I can start a dye shop, dyeing everything in a mess."
Xiao Yinruo didn’t catch his implication, just gave him another tap: "When we get out, I’ll tell Wanyu and Nanzhi about this, let them deal with you."
Lu Jin’an coughed lightly: "Just tell Master, no need for Nanzhi."
"Aren’t you afraid of Wanyu but afraid of Nanzhi?" Xiao Yinruo looked at him in surprise: "What’s the reason?" Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveI(F)ire.net
Lu Jin’an raised her left hand: "Aunt Ruo, surely you don’t want Nanzhi to be upset about this, right?"
"Just holding hands..."
"What about that night?" Lu Jin’an asked with a playful smile.
Xiao Yinruo’s eyelashes trembled: "Threatening your aunt?"
Lu Jin’an pretended to ponder: "Seems like a pretty good method."
Aunt Ruo is Nanzhi’s master and like a mother, so... Aunt Ruo, you wouldn’t want Nanzhi to know that you ate her husband’s, uh, something?
With this thought in mind, Lu Jin’an’s smile widened, but though he thought it, he wouldn’t dare say it.
After all, to speak such words, one must be sure the opposite side has no other way to solve the problem.
And if he did say it to Aunt Ruo, a slap would come while erasing his memory.
Unless he became an Immortal too, and Aunt Ruo couldn’t do anything to him, then she might compromise with a face full of anger and humiliation.
"Oh~ you really dare to speak, huh?" Xiao Yinruo coldly snorted, her right hand twisted his waist forcefully: "Who gave you the courage, Wanyu?"
"Hiss..." Lu Jin’an twisted his waist to dodge: "I’m just joking... why are you pinching? Isn’t it supposed to be a tap?"
"I’m a woman too." Xiao Yinruo looked at the twisting Lu Jin’an with a laughing yet not laughing expression: "Besides, pinching hurts, doesn’t it?"
"Aunt Ruo, I was wrong." Lu Jin’an quickly begged for mercy: "I didn’t say anything just now, and you heard nothing."
"Hehe..." Xiao Yinruo released her grip on his waist: "Even five Dao Palaces are nothing."