Young White Horse: I, Ye Dingzhi, offer sacrifice to the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

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He slowly shifted his gaze and saw that the white figure in the distance seemed to have moved slightly.

Mo Yi suddenly opened her eyes in front of Baili Dongjun.

Even someone as powerful as Baili Dongjun was drunk for several days after drinking Meng Po's soup. But for Mo Yi, sinking into the dream world of Meng Po's soup, a ten-year dream was but a fleeting moment in the mortal world.

However, Mo Yi's eyes seemed to have changed. The bewitching purple light had dissipated, leaving behind a clear mind and an eternal stillness.

Then the figure in white suddenly moved.

Baili Dongjun also moved. He stretched out his right hand to try to stop her, but he only managed to touch a corner of Mo Yi's clothes.

Mo Yi extended her right hand and whispered, "Stop!"

The sound had barely faded when Mo Yi landed on the shore. He took Li Hanyi's arm with one hand and pulled Xiao Se up with the other. With a light touch of his toes, he was back on the roof of the pavilion in no time.

When he left, the restrictions around Lei Wujie and Sikong Changfeng were finally lifted, and everything returned to normal.

Sikong Changfeng grabbed Lei Wujie: "Chase him!"

The two rushed back to the pavilion and saw Baili Dongjun standing in the same spot. Sikong Changfeng frowned and asked, "Dongjun, what should we do now?"

Baili Dongjun gently shook his head: "Wait a minute."

Chapter 91 A Great Terror Descends, Turning the Tide!

Baili Dongjun looked intently at Mo Yi.

Mo Yi looked at Xiao Linglong's spare zither, and Xiao Se also looked at him.

"Do you want me to save you?" Mo Yi asked him.

Xiao Se nodded: "I want to."

Mo Yi smiled: "I can save you."

Xiao Se sneered, "But I won't beg you."

Mo Yi gently placed her hand on his shoulder: "What a fine character."

Xiao Se stared at his hand: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Yi withdrew her hand and struck Xiao Se in the chest with a palm strike!

"Stop!" Lei Wujie roared, about to leap up, but was pulled down by Baili Dongjun. Baili Dongjun's expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Wait!"

Xiao Se immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Yi withdrew her hand and grasped Xiao Se's pulse, frowning slightly: "With his internal organs shattered like this, how could he still hold on for so long?"

After Mo Yi finished speaking, he struck Xiao Se in the chest with another palm strike.

Xiao Se felt a churning sensation in his chest, his internal energy was in chaos, and he felt as if all his internal strength was about to surge out.

"There is only one way to save you: to dissipate all your internal energy and rebuild your meridians. However, you will still be a person who cannot practice martial arts. But martial arts can be practiced again, and internal energy can be rebuilt. If you are determined, returning to your peak is only a matter of time." Mo Yi struck out with another palm.

Xiao Se looked up to the sky and shouted, and a gust of wind blew violently outward from the top of the pavilion.

Sikong Changfeng and Lei Wujie couldn't help but shield their eyes as the gust of wind swept outwards, causing the trees all over the mountain to sway.

"Dissolving someone's internal energy isn't that impressive; many people can do that. But to dissolve someone's internal energy and still keep them alive—only I can do that," Mo Yi said.

Baili Dongjun stood below and murmured, "He wants to dissipate Xiao Se's internal energy."

"Dissolve Xiao Se's internal energy?" Lei Wujie asked, puzzled. "What is he going to do?"

“He wants to save Xiao Se,” Baili Dongjun said slowly.

"Save Xiao Se? But I heard that if you drain someone's internal energy, that person will eventually die from the depletion of their meridians," Lei Wujie said anxiously.

When Sikong Changfeng saved Xiao Se's life, he also used the method of dissolving internal energy, but he only dissolved most of it, and some internal energy was still left in Xiao Se's body.

“Yes.” Baili Dongjun nodded: “But he is Mo Yi.”

"Go!" Mo Yi swung out another palm strike.

Xiao Se shouted again, and everyone's hair stood on end.

“This will hurt a lot, and many people can’t bear it. But you’ll definitely be fine.” Mo Yi smiled and grasped Xiao Se’s hand: “This is my internal energy. I’ll give you a strand. Just this strand is enough for you to enter the realm of a master. It can keep your meridians from being exhausted. As you practice your own internal energy little by little in the future, it will gradually dissipate.”

After that wisp of internal energy entered Xiao Se's body, Xiao Se's expression finally eased slightly. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did you save me?"

"I am Mo Yi. I can discern a person's true nature with just a glance. You are a peerless gem, while I possess the skill to slay dragons. It is only natural to cherish talent," Mo Yi said calmly.

“But you are an immortal,” Xiao Se said in a low voice.

"There are no immortals in this world; you and I are just mortals." Mo Yi smiled.

Xiao Se was taken aback: "You... seem different from before."

“Life is a great dream, death is a great awakening. Everyone knows that after drinking Meng Po soup, one enters a great dream while drunk, and forgets worldly affairs upon waking. Now that I think about it, forgetting is not forgetting, but simply letting go.” Mo Yi sighed: “My obsession was as deep as the bottom of a pool, and because Ye Ding’s demonic energy entered my body, I mistakenly fell into the demonic path. You saved me, and now it is only right that I save you.”

Xiao Se breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

"I have one more blow to strike, can you take it?" Mo Yi shouted.

"Please enlighten me." Xiao Se lowered his head.

"Okay." Mo Yi extended a finger, and a thunderous sound seemed to emanate from the fingertip.

Xiao Se closed his eyes.

The finger finally landed on Xiao Se's forehead, but it was only a light touch.

Xiao Se's entire body went limp.

"Go to sleep." Mo Yi smiled, reached out and embraced Xiao Se's body, then suddenly threw him downwards.

Lei Wujie quickly stood up and caught Xiao Se steadily.

"Lord of the City, please take a look at Xiao Se and see what's wrong!" Lei Wujie said anxiously.

Baili Dongjun reached out and touched Xiao Se's neck: "It's nothing, he's just asleep."

Mo Yi turned around and looked at Li Hanyi, who was still sleeping there: "It's your turn, Little Greenie."

After this call, Li Hanyi slowly woke up and murmured, "Little Greenie."

“Yes, my little Greenie.” Mo Yi leaned down, wanting to touch Li Hanyi’s cheek, but couldn’t stop trembling: “If my little Greenie could grow up, her appearance would be as stunning as yours. It’s just a pity that she didn’t have that blessing.”

"You...want..." Li Hanyi's voice was barely audible.

"I want a little sister." Mo Yi smiled. "Little Greenie won't come back to life, so I'll treat you as Little Greenie. I want to save you, but I can't cure your demonic energy."

“You are different from Xiao Se. His internal organs were damaged, and damage can naturally be healed. But you and I are like each other, invaded by inner demons, and you can only figure it out on your own.”

"But I couldn't save Little Green back then, so I can't abandon her today."

Mo Yi extended a finger and touched Li Hanyi's brow: "I will also bestow upon you a wisp of true energy. This wisp of true energy will protect your heart meridian. Once you fall into demonic possession, it can keep your mind clear. This wisp of true energy is very precious, so you must cherish it."

Li Hanyi asked, "Why are you helping me?"

"Just think of it as me trying to make up for some mistakes," Mo Yi laughed loudly, withdrew his finger, and leaped backward, landing back on the pavilion.

“Mr. Mo Yi.” Baili Dongjun bowed respectfully.

"Little Baili, I never expected that our reunion after so many years would cause you so much trouble." Mo Yi smiled and sat cross-legged on the pavilion. "I'm so sorry."

"I must thank Mr. Mo Yi for saving Han Yi and this young friend," Baili Dongjun said, bowing his head.

"No need to thank me, I should be thanking you for that cup of wine." Mo Yi stretched and said, "I never thought that what you said back then about giving me a pot of Meng Po soup would actually come true."

Baili Dongjun smiled and asked, "Is it the finest wine in the world?"

“I deserve to be the best in the world.” Mo Yi stretched and said, “I’m a little tired. To be honest, I haven’t slept in decades. That drunken stupor just now made me feel much better. I want to take another nap.”

"What do you mean, sir?" Baili Dongjun was taken aback.

"It is said that my sacred mountain is a place where ten thousand Buddhas pay homage, celestial maidens dance among the flowers, and the sound of zithers resounds during the day and starlight falls like rain at night. It is a paradise on earth, but who could know that it is such a lonely place?"

"It is said that immortals can ride the wind and grow old with the sun and moon, but they do not know how lonely it is to grow old with the sun and moon in legend."

"I really want to have a big dream, a ten-year dream, and then wake up and go back to the mortal world to live a real life again."

"However, before I go to sleep, I have to make up for the mistakes I made."

Mo Yi slowly stood up and vanished in a flash.

However, at this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed by and blocked Mo Yi's way!

“Hehe…” Mo Yi chuckled in a low voice: “I knew it would be like this.”

There is no such thing as a resurrection technique in this world.

"You can never be my master."

The old ape stood quietly in front of Mo Yi, his expression still as that of Master Qingfeng.

"What's going on?" Lei Wujie stared blankly at the scene.

“I’m afraid things aren’t that simple.” Xiao Se’s eyes narrowed slightly. “That old ape isn’t actually Mo Yi’s master.”

"Not Mo Yi's master? And who is inside?" Lei Wujie frowned slightly.

Baili Dongjun said in a deep voice, "I can't say for sure whether there's a person or a ghost in there, but it's definitely not Qingfeng Daoist in there."

"Perhaps it was under the influence of the Meng Po soup that Mo Yi saw through the resurrection technique and realized that it was not real."

While everyone was talking.

Mo Yi suddenly waved his hand.

(cdbj) The Eight Trigrams Transform into All Things!

A phantom image of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) appeared in the void and slowly hurtled towards the old ape.

"If you are my master, then use the Eight Trigrams."

Faced with the ever-approaching gossip, the old ape did not make a move. Instead, he stretched out his hairy hand, seemingly wanting to gently stroke Mo Yi's head.

"I was actually deceived by such a low-level technique, causing such a huge mistake." Mo Yi smiled bitterly, gathered all his true energy, and suddenly unleashed a genuine Bagua!

With immense internal force, the moment this Bagua formation was unleashed, massive waves surged across a hundred miles of sea.

Faced with such a massive offensive.

The old ape still looked at Mo Yi with a kind expression.

Until the Bagua symbol actually landed on the old ape's body.

next moment.

Everyone present heard a strange murmur, which did not enter through their ears but echoed directly in their minds.

The sound was like a demonic chant, making people dizzy and disoriented in just a moment.

"What is that sound? It's even worse than a monk chanting sutras!" Lei Wujie covered his ears, but it had no effect.

"Calm down! Something's wrong with that old ape! He seems to have a way of bewitching people!" Baili Dongjun said in a deep voice.

For a moment just now, he couldn't help but think that the old ape was Master Qingfeng.

Fortunately, he had already entered a state of spiritual travel and his soul was extremely stable, which allowed him to wake up in time.

Mo Yi, who was closest to the old ape, was in a daze.

"Senior Mo Yi!"

Baili Dongjun shouted loudly.

Mo Yi acted as if she hadn't heard anything, and even slightly bowed, as if to pay a deep bow to the old ape.

Sikong Changfeng made a decisive move, suddenly throwing his spear at the old ape!

Before the old ape could make any further moves, Mo Yi raised his left hand, and a Bagua symbol met the long spear.

"Not good!" Sikong Changfeng's expression changed slightly. Could it be that he was going to have to fight Mo Yi again?

"Wake up!"

Baili Dongjun roared angrily, his figure suddenly flashed, but he did not rush towards the old ape. Instead, he threw a punch at Mo Yi.

"boom!!!"

It seemed that Mo Yi was still in a daze and did not react in time, so she took a solid punch to the face.

Mo Yi's figure flew straight backward, retreating dozens of meters before barely managing to stop.

"Cough, cough, cough!"