My apprentice is a little weird?

Chapter 449: The clouds move in all directions, turning into a cat girl talisman?

In the small town restaurant, Shen Ming's figure disappeared like smoke, leaving only the cup of tea that was still warm on the table.

The diners downstairs stared at each other blankly. The inexplicable anger they'd felt earlier was slowly fading, but a subtle shadow lingered deep in everyone's eyes. It was an indescribable emotion, like a seed buried deep within the heart, waiting for its moment to sprout.

"Huh? Why was I angry just now?" A businessman scratched his head, looking confused.

"Yeah, it's really strange that I get angry for no reason." The old woman also looked confused.

Everyone looked at each other, but none of them could find the reason for their anger. They could only blame it on the hot weather and dispersed in disappointment.

Not long after, outside the town, a team of soldiers in black armor rode into the town.

The leader was a burly middle-aged man, wrapped in heavy black armor and his face covered with black armor. He was Mo Lie, the commander of the Xuanyuan Guard.

As soon as he rode into the town, his eyes moved slightly, his gaze flickered, and he swept his gaze over the vendors and peddlers in the city. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened.

"Sir, is there anything unusual?"

The deputy commander behind him asked. Mo Lie shook his head calmly: "Nothing, continue patrolling."

He led the team away and sent a message to the emperor before leaving: "The inspection of Qingshi Town is complete, and everything is normal."

…………

Jingming Prefecture.

In the south of the city, facing the Baiyu Palace of the imperial palace, stands an ancient and elegant academy, Jiang Academy!

This is a holy place in the hearts of Lanchao students and a pilgrimage site for countless literati and poets.

The towering archway bears the inscription "Jiangxuegong" in bold strokes. The palace houses a vast collection of books, a vibrant literary scene, and statues of great Confucian scholars from past dynasties stand in rows, each radiating an awe-inspiring presence.

At this moment, in the deepest worship hall of Jiangxue Palace, a middle-aged man in a black dragon robe stood with his hands behind his back.

He had an ordinary face and a medium build. If he were dressed in ordinary clothes and dropped into a crowd, no one would even glance at him. But his eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if they could see through all the secrets of the world. The majesty he exuded naturally made people dare not look directly at him.

It is the current emperor of the Dalán Dynasty.

Inside the main hall, dozens of statues of literary sages were solemnly arranged. Each statue was lifelike. From these statues, wisps of invisible literary energy rose, forming a sea of literary energy within the hall.

The emperor gazed at the statues in silence. Before him, a common jade pendant, covered in cracks, hovered in mid-air, greedily absorbing the seven fundamental emotions that constituted Wen Qi.

Humanistic desires are the most disturbing to people’s minds.

Some are noble in form, some are vulgar in form, some are integrated into writing, some are turned into poetry, joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, sorrow and reunion, among them all, objective existence, regardless of good or evil, is up to the living being to choose.

Suddenly, the emperor felt something and frowned slightly.

A violent tremor came from the jade pendant, and the dense cracks began to spread outward, and strands of pure roots of the seven emotions escaped from the cracks.

This is extremely dangerous. In ancient times, few people practiced the way of the seven emotions, let alone came into contact with the root of life. The root of the seven emotions, even a slight touch, can instantly change a person's heart and mind, turning a saint into a demon and a villain into a saint.

In the past, he had firmly controlled this power and would never leak it out, but now...

He instantly thought of something and used the jade pendant to sense the direction, but found nothing, and his heart was filled with shock.

"The connection of the Bloodline Silk Pulling Technique... was severed?"

The blood connection between Yin Li and Luo Zhiwei had been forcibly severed! How could this be possible? That was a secret technique brought from the Yuanlian Sect, and even a great cultivator at the peak of the Lianxu Hedao realm couldn't easily decipher it.

What's even more terrifying is that with the breaking of the Bloodline Thread Pulling Technique, the Seven Emotions Divine Stone also lost its stable carrier and began to show signs of being out of control.

The emperor's expression remained calm, but a hint of gloom flashed deep in his eyes. He slowly raised his hand and whispered, "Zhiwei, come out."

Ripples appeared in the void, and a figure slowly walked out.

She was a beautiful woman with delicate features and skin as white as cream. She looked about 70% similar to Qin Xiangling.

However, her eyes were frightening.

Empty and lifeless, like an exquisite puppet, it has lost the most basic agility of a human being.

It’s Luo Zhiwei!

The emperor looked at Luo Zhiwei expressionlessly, and blood-red threads emerged from the void and took root in her limbs and bones.

Luo Zhiwei mechanically raised her hands and began to control the jade pendant that was about to lose control. Under her control, the vibrations of the jade pendant gradually subsided, and the scattered seven emotions were gathered back.

But even so, the jade pendant still trembled from time to time, and it was obvious that it was not completely stable yet.

The emperor waved his hand, and Luo Zhiwei's figure disappeared into the void again.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a gloomy glint in his eyes.

"Surprisingly... you actually solved it."

His voice was soft, but the murderous intent contained in it was as heavy as a substance.

The next moment, the emperor raised his hand and waved it, and a beast skin map spread out in the air.

Mountains and rivers were clearly visible on the map, a detailed topographical map of the entire Jinglan Territory. And in a corner of the map, the location of the Qinglan Sect was emitting a faint light.

Correspondingly, the location of Qianyu Sect was also glowing, but the brightness was much stronger than that of Qinglan Sect.

The emperor stared at the map quietly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Jiang Yan had already escaped from the Seven Thoughts Heart Source, and even severed the Bloodline Thread Pulling Technique. But why was Shen Ming still trapped there?

He could indeed sense Shen Ming's struggle within the Qianyu Sect, the intense emotional fluctuations that had nearly broken free from the Seven Minds Heart Source several times. At first glance, everything seemed to be functioning normally, but for some reason, there was always an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

"That person's emotions are so genuine and full, it's impossible for him to be a fake or a substitute..."

The emperor muttered to himself, his frown deepening.

He had been immersed in the divine stone for thirty years, and had developed an extremely keen sense of the seven emotions of living beings. He could discern and observe people and understand their emotions. The seven emotions and six desires displayed by Shen Ming of the Qianyu Sect were absolutely genuine, and there could be no possibility of any falsehood.

But where does this sense of disharmony come from?

The emperor pondered for a long time before finally putting the map away. Regardless, the most important thing right now was to move forward with the plan.

"No matter what they do, I only need to delay them, follow their ideas, cooperate, and perform until my true purpose is achieved..."

"Time...time..."

He raised his hand to summon a guard and said calmly, "How is the progress of the order to relocate and return the scattered farmers to the city? I want to see the first batch of immortal seedlings as soon as possible."

The guard replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, 60% of the work has been completed. The remaining work is mainly because the local government offices and towns are unable to accommodate so many refugees and are currently working to build resettlement sites."

The emperor waved his hand and said, "Speed up the process. There must be no mistakes."

"Yes!" The guard took the order and retreated.

Silence returned to the hall. The emperor clasped his hands behind his back, gazed deeply into the sky, and murmured softly, "Tian Gen..."

………………

Deep in the palace dungeon, it was not as dark and damp as an ordinary prison.

This place, on the other hand, was as bright as day, with the walls inlaid with moon-white stones that emitted a soft glow, illuminating everything in detail.

There was a cold, lifeless smell in the air.

Li Qiaoer, Qin Xiangling and Qin Menglin were imprisoned in adjacent cells.

Qin Xiangling and Li Qiaoer were both tied up with a bright white rope. There were tiny runes flowing on the surface of the rope, sealing off all their magic power.

At this moment, Qin Xiangling had lost all her usual cunning and agility, and looked a little embarrassed.

"That's unreasonable!"

Qin Xiangling angrily kicked the stone bench at her feet, but because her magic power was sealed, she couldn't kick it even a little bit.

"How could a mortal dynasty possibly possess cultivators of such power? How dare they imprison us here? Aren't they afraid of the sect behind us?"

"Could this be a premeditated attack?! Yes, they first isolated the Qin Mansion from the outside world, and then crushed us with the force of thunder, catching us off guard! Now, not only can we not contact the sect, but we are also imprisoned here, awaiting death..."

She turned her head to look at Li Qiaoer, who was silent beside her, full of complaints.

"Sister Qiao'er, please tell me something. What should we do now?"

Li Qiao'er leaned quietly against the cold wall. Her eyes, which were always calm, were now surprisingly bright. I don't know what she was thinking about.

Only after Qin Xiangling urged her repeatedly did she come back to her senses and glance over.

"I don't know about these things either."

Her voice was light, but held a strange certainty.

"But I see your mother is very calm. I wonder if she knows something."

Qin Xiangling was startled.

She subconsciously turned her head and looked at the figure sitting quietly in the cell next door.

Her father, Qin Menglin.

Ever since he was arrested, he has remained calm, as if he had just gone to a different place to drink tea, without any sense of being a prisoner.

"father!"

Qin Xiangling thought about it for a moment and thought of something, and couldn't help but ask.

"Do you know something? You must know! There are so many soldiers with outstanding skills in the palace. You are so smart and have connections with the palace, you must know it!"

Hearing the voice, Qin Menglin slowly opened his eyes, his face showing his usual warm and comforting smile.

"How did Xiangling know that my father had connections with the imperial palace? My father is just a small businessman, how could he have connections with the court..."

"Hmph! Don't treat Xiangling like a child. The Grand Canal Wharf has always been controlled by aristocratic families and royal relatives. How could our family deserve to have a seat at the table?! Xiangling just didn't care before, but now it's different! So many cultivators suddenly appeared in the Imperial City, and each one of them is quite impressive..."

"Xiangling, please don't ask any more questions. Your father doesn't know the inside story either."

He interrupted Qin Xiangling softly, without any hint of acknowledgment in his words, and closed his eyes as if he didn't want to say anything more.

"Just wait patiently, nothing will happen."

Qin Xiangling tried several more times without success. She looked angry and her almond-shaped eyes were full of unwillingness.

She whispered to herself.

"Damn it! If only Senior Brother Jiang Yan were here..."

"Now that we've been caught, the Ancient Immortal Sect won't be able to react for a while. It's a pity that the eldest brother himself thought he was kicked out of the sect, and now he probably doesn't know that we've been robbed."

Li Qiaoer, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke at this moment, with a gleam in her eyes.

"Do not."

Her voice was soft, but very clear.

"Maybe... he knows..."

……

Qinglan Gate.

Beside the sacred spring of heaven and earth, the mist is thick and the grass and trees are fresh.

Jiang Yan stood leisurely by the spring, holding a bamboo piece in his hand.

Lines of tiny characters were carved on the bamboo slips in a sloppy handwriting.

[No, some damn ancient immortal sect talisman cultivator invented this cat-transforming talisman! Just wait for me! Wait until I find you and see if I can beat you so hard your mother won't even recognize you!]

I had a bit of a grudge with my junior sister Su Xiaoli before, and I happened to be tricked into buying a "cat girl talisman" at the Lingxiang Conference. After returning, I thought of teasing my junior sister, putting the talisman on, taking a picture, and then laughing at her. But this lousy cat girl talisman can't "change" but "return"!

After the change, the talisman self-destructs, and before self-destruction, it also states that the talisman must be used with the "returning talisman" in order to change back.

At that time, Junior Sister Xiaoli looked at her own strange appearance, and then looked at the photo stone in my hand...

Damn it! That monk who turned into a cat girl in the R&D post, just wait for me!

And Qingxuan! You were the one who instigated me to do this! Junior Sister Xiaoli chased me all over the mountain gate and blocked me at the cave entrance. I couldn't go home, so I had to hide here at the Spirit Spring. Then the Spirit Spring suddenly erupted and swept me away. When I woke up, I didn't know where I was trapped.

I will now engrave my experience on it and try my best to send it out.

If you see this, fellow Daoists, junior brothers and sisters, please come and rescue me. I am at Lingquan. If I am rescued, I will thank you generously! - Shen Yanqiu

After reading the entire article, Jiang Yan's expression became a little strange.

No wonder, I sensed a sense of familiarity from the woman nearby who thought she was hiding well.

It turned out to be the case.

By the way, this cat-transforming talisman was probably made by a talisman-cultivating elder from an ancient immortal sect. After all, in order to facilitate the transformation of the bear mother, he captured many untransformed plant and wood spirits and conducted in-depth research on their bodies and the transformation process.

The results were not kept to themselves, but were presented openly in the public education classes of the Immortal Sect.

I still remember that many of my junior sisters said that they had learned something new and had some ideas about half-beast girls.

Now that it has developed to this point, someone has actually made this cat-transforming talisman~

Jiang Yan rubbed his chin and laughed strangely, his temperament was completely ruined.

Baojie stretched her neck to look curiously.

It's true. As my cultivation level improved, Sister Bao subconsciously respected him...

"Bring it to you!"

Baojie snatched it away impatiently.

Jiang Yan: …………

"Haha! Hahaha! Shen Yanqiu hahaha!"

After reading ten lines at a glance, Baojie was overjoyed.

In the distance, behind a pile of rocks shrouded in mist, a pair of furry cat ears twitched unconsciously.