The Thousand Illusionary Sect isn't small either. On the way here, it took less than an hour, and we would occasionally see two or three green-clad women laughing and teasing on the way here. Upon seeing me, they would shyly abandon me, and Ouyang Yuan would only smile and tell me that within the Thousand Illusionary Sect, the green-clad woman was an outer disciple, while the white dress is the symbol of the inner sect.

Because of this, most of the sects took white as the color of their inner sect disciples' clothing. Although it was hard to tell which sect they were from sometimes, but they would usually report their sect to their teachers when they encountered some powerful sects. Some sects also had their own symbol, just like the South Sea Immortal Sect, where white clouds could be seen on the collar of their clothing, no sect would dare to imitate them.

He thought for a while and looked up. Ouyang Yuan seemed to have stopped. It looked like they'd arrived.

In front of him was a large bamboo building. The bamboo houses and the trees were clean and quiet. It was simple, elegant, low-key, and very hierarchical. It seemed to be a very quiet and beautiful place. In front of the bamboo building was a large stone tablet. On the stone tablet, three large words were written in fancy calligraphy: Violet Rain Tower.

Violet Rain Tower! When I saw the three words, my heart filled with doubt. Judging from the name, it should be Yuan Ziyu's residence. Ouyang Yuan is her senior sister, but why did he bring me here?

Seeing that I wasn't concealing my doubts, Ouyang Yuan smiled and said, "I don't blame you, Gui Shi. As the disciple of Violet Rain, I naturally live here. Furthermore, since she's here, she wants to see what kind of person her beloved disciple has in mind, so she asked me to bring her here."

"I see. Excuse me, does every disciple of your sect live in this kind of bamboo house?"

Without hiding anything, Ouyang Yuan nodded his head and said, "This can't be considered a secret. All of my Thousand Illusionary Sect disciples live in bamboo houses like this. In addition to Junior Sister Violet Rain's Purple Rain, as well as Qingyuan residence and old body, the names of the three are brought up by me and my fellow disciples."

The bamboo building had three floors, but the doors and windows were all closed. Standing in front of the building, he could feel the Spiritual Energy within his body uncontrollably surging out. It seemed that it was not that simple inside.

"Gui Shi, this old one will be sending you here. As for whether or not I can meet Lady Yue and Junior Sister Zi Yu, it will depend on your ability."

"What do you mean, old woman?" My family's Justices have been invited from afar, and they still have to accept your questions? "

"Zhan Tian, shut up!"

I smiled and waved a hand at Zhan Tian, stopping his anger. I nodded apologetically at Ouyang Yuan. "Elder Ouyang, I'll trouble you to take care of them on your behalf." Zhan Tian, his four disciples, and Little Yu, Little Charmer, all of you listen to Elder Ouyang's arrangements and do not cause any trouble! "

"Scholar .."

"Go on. Take care of the tribulation. He's more shameless." After interrupting Little Yu, I slowly moved forward and pushed open the bamboo door.

Stepping into the room, the bamboo door automatically closed. Without Little Yu, I couldn't see anything. I could only rely on my Spiritual Energy to slightly collide with the surroundings to understand the situation inside. In this house, there is only one painting according to my senses.

The painting was only about two feet wide and four feet long. There was not even the slightest bit of spiritual energy emitted from it, making it look extremely ordinary. However, in the entire room, there was only one painting.

I'm a Soul Cultivator, this shouldn't be a secret. Otherwise, Ouyang Yuan would have been able to see what I saw even if I were blind. How could he not be surprised? This painting should be used to verify my identity or ability. Without Little Yu as my eyes, I can only reveal my Fate Soul and carefully observe it.

When my Fate Soul appeared, I couldn't move my body at all. It was as if my consciousness was completely focused on my Fate Soul. My body was just an empty shell, so how could I move?

The contents of the painting were very simple, as far as the spirit gaze could tell. It was only a waterfall. Judging by the size and contrast of the painting, if it was a real waterfall, it would only be around a hundred feet tall and ten feet wide. Around the waterfall, there were a lot of flowers and grasses scattered around it.

When I saw this picture, I pondered a bit and let out a smile. However, this smile appeared on my soul piece's face because the change that happened before was indeed a bit ferocious. The Fate Soul slowly extended his right hand and his pinky pressed onto the picture scroll. With a "peng" sound, it exploded into a ball of soul power. Unexpectedly, it didn't dissipate, but slowly fused into the picture scroll.

A soul piece is made up of soul force. Since this picture lacks life force, it can be fused with soul force and the soul piece can be drawn. Besides, this picture can absorb soul force, so that's what I wanted.

Sure enough, after the fusion of soul power, the picture suddenly let out a burst of brilliance, causing the butterflies and birds to fly, flowers and plants to dance, the waterfall was roaring, a scene of prosperity, all the butterflies and birds were hidden in the forest, only after obtaining soul power did they reveal themselves, and the water fell from the waterfall, hitting the stones below, causing splashes of water, under the bright sunlight, it shined a rainbow of light, it looked very unmoving.

"With such a beautiful scene, how could Nameless not waste it? Since it was inherited by me, White Fox Jussi, I shall name it 'Flipping Waterfall of Flowing Light' today. Thank you for your good will, Elder Yuan. Hahahaha!"

With a wave of his hand, Spiritual Energy condensed on his two fingers. With a flick of his fingertips, the words "Waterfall of Flowing Light Diagram" appeared in a small space above the waterfall, faintly revealing themselves along with the sunlight from the scroll. It was neither abrupt nor indifferent, just perfect coordination.

Waving my hand, I accepted the painting and placed it in the Universe Ring. Laughing loudly, I walked up to the second floor. Since you want to make things difficult and find out the bottom of me, I naturally can't lose out.

The second floor seems to be a little smaller than the first floor. However, it is still very spacious. On the second floor, slight creaking sounds continuously sounded along with my footsteps. It sounds a little annoying. The second floor's wall was empty without any decorations except for the fact that the room was a little cold. Moreover, there was an extra table made of bamboo, with a pot of tea and an inverted cup on the table.

The cup was also made from bamboo joints, but it didn't seem clumsy at all. Rather, it was extremely exquisite and also emitted a faint fragrance. Wisps of steam were being emitted from the mouth of the teapot. It was extremely fragrant to smell. It seemed like this teapot must be a good pot of tea.

How could I not see through such obvious meaning?

He slowly reached out and poured himself a cup of green tea. This tea was also very strange. The fragrance was very strong and alluring, but the color was as clear as water. Even his soul gaze could not detect anything unusual about it. This teapot was slightly heavy, but it was only able to fill seventy percent of the cup.

Putting down the teapot, I raised the teacup to my nose and smelled it. I immediately realized that this cup of tea was not ordinary and there wasn't the slightest bit of heat coming from it! The water vapor that it emitted was obviously cold air!

Ice tea! I can't figure out what that means, but I guess that the Thousand Illusion School and I have no enmity with each other, furthermore, the Immortal Martial School has personally ordered me to be removed from the list, if they can't think of the fact that I have a force behind me that the Immortal Martial School is also afraid of, I really don't believe it, so, they definitely will not dare to hurt me.

I raised my neck and drank the entire cup of tea in one gulp. Feeling an extremely cold energy slowly moving down my throat and into my stomach, I started to unrestrainedly spread it out. I opened my mouth to spit out a ball of cold air and tried to circulate my spirit energy to disperse the coldness, but I discovered that even the spirit energy in my body had been frozen and was completely out of my control!

On the scroll in his dantian, the fire energy surged. If it weren't for the fire energy desperately resisting, I would probably have turned into an ice sculpture by now.

I never thought that the Thousand Mirage Sect would actually dare to harm me!

I was furious, but I couldn't think about anything else. The endless chilliness from the cup of tea was quickly freezing my body. After a short while, I would definitely die.

What should he do?

His spirit energy could not be channeled and his spirit energy was in a stalemate with the cold energy. Protecting the scroll, he did not dare to act rashly. However, if his body was frozen, what use would the scroll have!

A thin layer of ice has already formed on my limbs and face. A bone-piercing coldness permeates through my internal organs. At this moment, I have already become a statue of ice, unable to move at all.

In this moment of life and death, I quickly thought of a way to escape.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came. Demonic energy!

After comprehending Mo Ang's story, the spiritual energy in my body can be turned into demonic spiritual energy and will be frozen. If I were to turn it into demonic spiritual energy in an instant because of the brutality of the demonic spiritual energy and my cultivation level is much higher than celestial spiritual energy, perhaps the cold energy would not be able to freeze me at all. As long as I can dissipate or refine the cold energy, the crisis will be resolved.

With a thought, the aura on his body suddenly changed, becoming extremely demonic and violent. As expected, the cold energy was not able to freeze at all, and the berserk demonic energy was many times stronger than the spirit energy. Furthermore, I purposely did it so that it circulated crazily in my body and forced the cold energy into a corner!

After all, the cold air is too majestic. With all of the demonic power in my body condensed, I can only suppress it in one place, but it is not a long term plan. Only by slowly wearing it down with the fire element will I be able to ensure my own safety.

When the fire elemental energy came into contact with the cold air, it made a small sizzling sound. The cold air was originally water vapor, but after the cold air dispersed, water and fire could not tolerate each other, thus they canceled each other out.

Just when I thought of this, I suddenly stopped. The corner of my mouth curled up into a smile. I gathered the fire elemental energy and examined the ball of cold air with my inner sight.

The cold energy is water. If I refine it, will I be able to turn it into water or ice elemental energy?