The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

When Shui Wuhen picked up Xiao Han, as soon as their bodies touched, his body, which was shivering from the cold, felt like it had touched a fire, and he instantly wanted to get closer to absorb the warmth.

Then, without the brain's consent, the body instinctively hugged Xiao Han tightly.

Xiao Han's arms also went around his neck, and he leaned his head against his neck. His hot breath blew on his chin, making his whole body suddenly stiffen.

After an unknown amount of time, Shui Wuhen finally lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms.

Xiao Han looked at him with sparkling eyes, filled with admiration, worship, love and other emotions. As long as it was everything a man wanted to get, wanted to enjoy, and the feelings of the opposite sex about him, these eyes contained it all.

Seeing Shui Wuhen staring at him steadily, Xiao Han blinked, seeming to be a little confused again.

Shui Wuhen asked: "Are you still cold?"

Xiao Han's body involuntarily shrank into his arms, "With you holding me, I don't feel cold at all."

There was an indescribable sweetness in her voice.

Shui Wuhen still looked at her steadily, and suddenly asked, "Do you remember that time when you devoured the evil cultivator's soul and took the initiative to seduce me in the Yunwu City Lord's Mansion?"

Xiao Han's face was stunned for a moment, then she buried her head in his arms and twisted her body a few times.

"Oh, that's too harsh. What seduction? I just couldn't help myself."

Although Xiao Han buried her head in his arms and he couldn't see the changes in her facial expression carefully, Shui Wuhen at this moment could conclude with 100% certainty that the woman in his arms was either mind-controlled and had lost her sanity, or she was actually a fake.

Is it true or false?

He subconsciously hugged her tighter, the warmth and softness of her body was so clear and real.

So, is it just that Xiao Han’s mental state is having problems again?

He used his spiritual power to control Xiao Han, and then used the Calming Technique on her.

But Xiao Han just stared at him blankly, then asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Shui Wuhen glanced at Xiao Han twice again, and without saying anything, he held her in his arms and walked forward step by step.

Forget it, it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or not. Let’s first consider how to find clues to the disaster.

In this world of ice and snow, there was nothing but icebergs and frozen snow. In this pure, white, crystal-clear world, there were no other objects, so there shouldn't be any hints about spiritual herbs here.

So what is the implication of this disaster, or what is the way to fight against it?

As he was thinking, Shui Wuhen suddenly felt that the person in his arms was getting colder and colder, and there was no longer any warmth or softness.

He subconsciously lowered his head and saw Xiao Han staring at him, his face full of accusations of his cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness.

Shui Wuhen was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to think, he felt a lightness on his arm. It turned out to be Xiao Han who turned over and landed on the ground. Then he snorted heavily, turned around and flew away, disappearing in an instant.

This speed is actually no different from outside.

Shui Wuhen stood there thinking for a moment, then curled up the corners of his mouth and revealed a bitter smile.

So, this is an illusion.

But why was Xiao Han the person who appeared in the illusion? Could it be that the loophole in his state of mind was Xiao Han?

What do you care about most about Xiao Han?

It definitely won’t be beauty, because Xiao Han has no advantage in this aspect at all.

Is it love?

The road to immortality is long, and all love will be washed away beyond recognition in the long river of time.

Therefore, he could believe that he would not fall in love with any woman.

Then what else could be the thing that made him care about Xiao Han and that could become a loophole in his state of mind?

Yes, what he cared about most was whether Xiao Han really had the luck to help him ascend.

Ascension is the first key.

Shui Wuhen felt that he suddenly understood. The illusion created by the Spirit Tower was nothing more than this.

Then everything went dark before his eyes and he was standing outside the black tower.

At this time, Ji Shuang, Xuanyuan Heng, Yun Que, and Xiao Han all gathered around him.

Several people began to ask questions at once.

"Why did you come out so quickly?"

"What's in the Ziggurat?"

"Have you found any clues related to the disaster?"

"Are there any treasures or anything like that in the Spirit Tower?"

Shui Wuhen didn't answer their questions. He just looked at Xiao Han's face and said something inexplicably, "You still remember the time in the Yunwu City Lord's Mansion when your mind was disturbed by the evil cultivator's memories, right?"

Xiao Han nodded blankly at first, then his face suddenly turned red, and then he disappeared in a flash.

Shui Wuhen smiled. Yes, this is the real Xiao Han.

Ji Shuang urged, "It's more important to talk about business. You need to reminisce with Fellow Daoist Xiao, so you can wait a while."

Shui Wuhen came back to his senses, then said something in a nonchalant manner.

"I think I'm going to ascend."

Ji Shuang, Xuanyuan Heng, and Yun Que were all so shocked that they were speechless.

A hint of pride flashed through Shui Wuhen's mind.

He had only been in the Mahayana stage for a few hundred years, but he ascended earlier than Ji Shuang and Xuanyuan Heng.

Ji Shuang was a little worried. "A disaster is about to happen in Yuantian Continent, but you ascended at this time. Our strength will be greatly weakened."

A trace of worry also flashed across the faces of the other two.

Suddenly, Shui Wuhen also felt that it was indeed not a good time for him to ascend to heaven.

He said helplessly: "I don't want to ascend at this time, but this kind of thing can't be postponed for a while."

Yun Que sneered, "I'm afraid deep down, you're actually quite happy that you don't have to worry about this disaster anymore."

Shui Wuhen was instantly enraged. Honestly, while he longed to ascend to the upper realms, he wasn't so selfish. If he could choose the time of his ascension, he would certainly be willing to resolve the disaster and then ascend without any worries.

Just when he was about to teach Yunque a lesson, Xuanyuan Heng smoothed things over, saying, "It's okay, Fellow Daoist Shui, just rest assured and ascend. We will definitely overcome this disaster on the Yuantian Continent."

Shui Wuhen snorted and decided to ignore Yunque.

Not only does he want to ascend to the upper realm, he will also work hard to cultivate to the pinnacle of the path to immortality.

He wanted to see what a real god looked like.

Soon, signs of ascension began to appear in the sky. Many monks had already gathered in the sea of ​​sand.

Seeing the ascension in the sky at this moment, everyone was surprised and asked each other who was the Mahayana cultivator who was going to ascend this time.

Shui Wuhen no longer wanted to think about the disaster. Just as Xuanyuan Heng had said, even without him, the three of them would still be able to handle this disaster.

When the beam of light that led him to the fairyland enveloped him, Shui Wuhen flew slowly into the sky with confidence.

All the monks were looking up at him, with envy in their eyes.

When the ladder exuding an ancient and timeless atmosphere suddenly fell down and hung at his feet, Shui Wuhen turned around and looked at the monks below, at the world he was about to leave forever.

Then, he saw the disdain on Yun Que's face and the helplessness on Xuanyuan Heng and Ji Shuang's faces.

Shui Wuhen's joy suddenly dissipated a lot.

Shouldn't he ascend?