Although Protector Zuo fled away from Jianzong in a hurry, he still had a startling glance before leaving and remembered the strangeness in the hazy mist.
White hair, golden eyes, horns with inhuman characteristics, the only descendant of the dragon clan, a hidden corner of the world of cultivation.
These clues seem to point to the descendants of the dragon clan that they have been looking for for a long time in the demon world.
Could it be that this little fairy servant whose identity is unknown is the descendant of the dragon clan they are looking for?
Protector Zuo didn't dare to make any judgments. It's just that a group of them had been searching for the descendants of the Dragon Clan for a long time. They had searched all over the three realms for several months but there was no news. Now they finally found some clues and it was something he saw with his own eyes. Protector Zuo was naturally Take it very seriously.
So even though this might just be false news, Protector Zuo still took the risk of being punished and sent a letter to Xiang Jingming overnight to report the matter.
When the news was received, the demon king who was far away was stepping on the corpse and had just withdrawn his hand from someone else's chest.
Thick scarlet blood spread from his position to the surroundings, extending into a dark red canvas. Yanshanting
Regarding the group of them going to Qingyun Gate without authorization, Xiang Jingming paused for a few seconds in the communication.
When he spoke, his voice was hoarse after having just experienced an unusual fight, and his tone was a bit careless, "I remember that I have always handled matters in the world of cultivation personally. Do this without my permission, You are getting bolder and bolder."
"Go and receive your punishment yourself."
Even though he knew that his Majesty could not see him, Protector Zuo still lowered his head in fear and said, "I acknowledge my guilt."
He told Xiang Jingming everything he saw in Qingchi Palace in detail, from the hot spring hidden behind the small garden to the hair of the people in the hot spring turning white. out.
Xiang Jingming was silent for a moment and only asked: "What medicine did you use?"
Protector Zuo replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, I just sprinkled some psychedelic pollen in order to get something out of that little fairy servant's mouth."
Psychedelic flowers are indeed not something threatening to people.
Xiang Jingming wiped the blood off his hands and decided to go back to Qingchi Palace to meet his little god tonight.
As someone who could stay in Qingchi Palace, plus someone who was in a hurry to protect the Lord, it was not difficult for Xiang Jingming to guess that the little fairy servant Zuo Protector was talking about was Li Yingchi.
Fortunately, their demon world is not that mean, they are just a psychedelic flower.
If it were replaced by something else, others might be able to take advantage.
Thinking of this, Xiang Jingming straightened his lips and said, "Your punishment will be doubled."
Protector Zuo: "...I obey my orders."
Some things are difficult to explain clearly. The descendants of the dragon clan who should have noticed it immediately were ignored by Xiang Jingming, but they began to care about Li Yingchi's safety.
He himself couldn't figure out his thoughts and didn't understand why he felt worried.
It was just that he became more and more aware that he had been out for a long time, and it was time for him to go back and meet the delicate immortal king.
The journey back was too far, Xiang Jingming's mind was empty, and he suddenly didn't know what kind of attitude he should have when facing Xiao Xianjun again.
What if Li Yingchi is really the descendant of the dragon clan he is looking for?
Xiang Jingming never thought that one day he would hide his identity and go to the world of cultivation, let alone that he would save a sword cultivator.
Now it seems that if Li Yingchi is really a descendant of the Dragon Clan, this can only mean that fate has destined their meeting.
This is why I came here.
He came here to find the Dragon Clan, so Li Yingchi was his only correct answer.
The ever-increasing protective formation of Qingyun Sect could not even stop Xiang Jingming for three seconds. He held the personal disciple token and acted like a fish in water here.
Finally he broke into the Qingchi Palace where the palace door was closed.
The countless restrictions written by Gu Wen were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye by Xiang Jingming.
This time he didn't put on the mask, and with a slight smile on his slightly cool lips, he lifted up the gauze with a light fragrance.
Looking at the still calm-looking young man in front of him, Xiang Jingming held him in his arms irresistibly, "I haven't seen you for a few days, it's like three autumns. Master has changed so much that my disciple can hardly recognize him."
It was late at night and the candlelight was dim.
Like the bright golden eyes of the morning sun being obscured by the long and slender eyelashes that drooped, only the fine ripples of light were sparkling from the fire.
Although Gu Wenshu didn't say anything, Li Yingchi still noticed some clues from the recent turmoil within the sect.
It is related to the demon world, and it started suddenly after leaving his place. The only demon he has come into contact with is the Demon Lord... Maybe the other party already knows his identity.
Xiang Jingming's arrival was expected by Li Yingchi.
"Master."
They left Qingyunmen that night.
"Let this disciple also see your dragon horns."
Chapter 110 The Old-Fashioned Little Master (Forty)
The weather in late spring is extremely hot and humid.
Perhaps because it brought with it the cold water vapor when the snow melted in winter, the hot and dry temperatures at the beginning of summer followed within a few days.
Hot and cold are mixed together, and this area becomes cloudy and sunny, with spells of sunshine and rain, without any warning.
When the rain comes, it is sometimes a drizzle, and sometimes it is overwhelming.
The way to judge is not to watch the rain.
Sitting in the demon king's palace, behind him was a curtain blown open by gusts of cold and wet wind.
Because of the continuous rain in the past few days, the mist has shrouded the mountains and fields for a long time, moistening the green earth.
Li Yingchi closed his eyes, hearing the irregular sound of rain in his ears.
It fell on the leaves in the distance and on the eaves behind them, each becoming its own song.
The dripping sound of the rain seemed to be the same when he woke up from a dream, and it was still the same after waking up from the dream. It penetrated his entire dream and disturbed his heart.
Today is still a rainy day, but the rain is much heavier than yesterday. It is already the third day since he was captured in the demon world.
It's not quite true that he was arrested.
He was supposed to be treated as a prisoner, but his days in the demon world were actually not much different from those in Qingchi Palace.
Li Yingchi thought that after Xiang Jingming discovered his identity, he would take him to a dark underground prison, force him to reveal his horns, and take his blood for experiments.
After all, isn't it because they have been searching for the dragon clan in the demon world for so long just to open the dragon veins in the secret realm?
But unexpectedly, Xiang Jingming didn't do that.
Li Yingchi was just locked up in his palace by Xiang Jingming.
He was not allowed to leave, but he could move around the palace as he pleased without doing anything. He stayed with Xiang Jingming almost twenty-four hours a day.
His spiritual power was not restricted. Although he had never recovered his spiritual power, being able to practice with a few threads relieved his occasional boredom.
What surprised Li Yingchi was that Xiang Jing would even heal him tomorrow night as before.
Sometimes when he was healing, Li Yingchi would always have an illusion when he fell asleep in a man's arms.
It was as if he was not a dragon captured by the demon world and was about to lose his life, but he had changed his life in a different place and just entered a nursing home where he was not allowed to leave temporarily.
The night was cold, the room was dimly lit, and the only source of heat was the person next to him.
Li Yingchi was awakened by sudden thunder.
Lightning flashed across the sky, and he opened his eyes hazily to see Xiang Jingming's expression clearly. The next second, he was hugged deeper, and his warm and generous chest conveyed a reassuring warmth.
Li Yingchi fell asleep again amid the man's gentle pats to lull him to sleep.
In the demon world where the atmosphere was oppressive and killings were everywhere, he slept soundly next to the most abominable demon in the demon world. The demon king, who did not need sleep, closed his eyes in the middle of the night and held him tightly in his arms, always paying attention to his movements.
On a common rainy night.
The two people with opposing identities currently belong to the relationship between the kidnapper and the kidnapped. Just like every pair of people sleeping together in the world, they sleep in each other's arms and share each other's body temperature.
The spring rain season, which has been going on in a hazy way, seems to be signaling something.
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It was another early morning, it was raining heavily, and the chirping of birds outside the window kept disturbing people's dreams.
The young man who was tucked into the soft quilt frowned. After two movements, someone covered his ears.
After a while, he was taken out of the quilt again.
It wasn't until a hot and wet towel covered his cheeks with steam that Li Yingchi opened his eyes.
"Why use mortal methods..." Wash your face.
The unfinished words were interrupted by a towel covering his face.
Xiang Jingming took a towel and carefully wiped every fuzz on his little face.
Until the end, Li Yingchi had not said a complete sentence.
Xiang Jingming put the towel back into the hot water next to him, looked back at his sleepy look, and couldn't help but chuckle.
This made Li Yingchi purse his lips in dissatisfaction.
Maybe he was a little angry, after all, Immortal Qingchi didn't like others to interrupt him.
But his pink face was warm from sleeping, and there was some white steam after being soaked in some hot water. His cold temperament was thrown to an unknown corner, and he looked like a freshly baked white soft bun, without any difference. Lethality.
"What's wrong?"
Xiang Jingming didn't go along with what he wanted and deliberately asked Li Yingchi with a cold face, "You are now a hostage taken by the demon world. Your life is not guaranteed. How dare you find fault?"
"..." It seems so.
Li Yingchi stopped talking and allowed Xiang Jingming to wipe his hands with a hot towel.
His silver-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face was clearly expressionless, but coupled with the downturned corners of his lips, it gave people an indescribable feeling of grievance.
It was as if Xiang Jingming had done something terribly bad.
But it is true that it is enough that he unreasonably seizes people from the world of cultivation.
Now he is deliberately bullying others, which is really unreasonable.
He stretched out his hand and pinched Li Yingchi's face again. The force was not strong, but he still made two sunken holes.
"Don't like this?"
Xiang Jingming asked him, and Li Yingchi bit his lip, neither saying he liked it nor saying he didn't like it.
In fact, he felt quite comfortable.
The cold air brought by the heavy rain for several consecutive days was enough to surround the entire Demon Realm, and the damp and cold air seeped into the palace from every corner.
If it was fine in the afternoon, it would not be so cold after the temperature rose. But in the early morning, Li Yingchi only felt the cold air in the mountains and fields when he breathed, and it always felt like he was back in winter.
He was already a little afraid of the cold, and this became more and more obvious after losing the protection of his spiritual power.
Therefore, apart from Xiang Jingming's actions being somewhat inexplicable, Li Yingchi found it quite useful. He couldn't wash his face with warm water on a cold morning.
When the man was trying to cover his face again, Li Yingchi hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's just a little strange."
"Xiang Jingming, why don't you lock me up?" He recalled the original plot the system told him, "I've been here for three days, are you planning to clean me up and kill me, so that's why... "
"Or is it that your demon world needs some difficult formations to draw blood, and it hasn't been drawn yet, so it will allow me to live a few more days?"
These words made the man squatting in front of him look up at him, "Aren't you locked up now? The golden house hides the beauty, and the devil palace hides you."
"As for what you said next...is this what you think?"
Xiang Jingming asked him, his sharp eyebrows raised, with a bit of evil aura unique to demon cultivators, a bit sharp, "Who told you something?"
Li Yingchi didn't know how to explain it. In fact, most of the things were told to him by the system, but people from the demon world did reveal some things to him.
Originally, people from the demon world deeply hated their cultivation world.
Xiang Jingming's subordinates must not be happy that Li Yingchi, a person who was captured, is living so comfortably under Xiang Jingming's hands.
The left guardian was happily thinking about getting promoted and making a fortune, thinking that this time he could rely on this to get the approval of Xiang Jingming, and then surpass the right guardian in the demon world.
As a result, the person was captured, but His Majesty took the person and hid in the palace, but no action was ever taken.
None of the descendants of the dragon clan could be seen, and there was no trace of the opening of the dragon veins.
The group of people did not dare to say anything in front of Xiang Jingming, and there was a huge quarrel behind their backs.
They ran to ask the high priest all day long, wondering if His Majesty had made any preparations. The reply they received was that the high priest had just learned that they had found the Dragon Clan.
Like a bolt from the blue, a group of people fell silent on the spot in the high priest's room.
Your Majesty, what does this mean?
After much thought and analysis, they finally just pretended that nothing happened.
Maybe your Majesty has his own considerations? After all, the descendants of the Dragon Clan have a high status in the world of cultivation. They are still Immortal Lords. Once discovered, they may have to fight over there.
Anyway, people have already arrived in their demon world. Sooner or later, they will kill the dragon and take its blood to open the dragon's veins, and this is not the first time.
When Xiang Jingming was busy, he would send the Right Protector to deliver something to Li Yingchi.
Famous snacks and widely circulated books, you can tell at a glance that they are not the treatment that the hostages deserve.
The right protector was extremely unhappy.
Your Majesty is more cruel to them than anything else, punishing them for several days and half a month at a time. Most of their lives have been lost in one visit. How can you be so merciful to this Immortal Lord?
Is it because the other party is the only dragon?
But having little pets to play with shouldn't be such a foolish act.
They were fed and served well and kept in his own palace. I heard from Zuo Zuo that the two of them probably slept together...
The more the right protector thought about it, the more he felt the pain in his back.
Every time when the right protector went to the palace to deliver something, he couldn't see the appearance of that descendant of the dragon clan through a screen, and always felt that the other person must look like a villain who has succeeded.
He was angry and deliberately talked to himself to intimidate Li Yingchi.
He told Li Yingchi to eat more. He only had a few good days left, so he should enjoy it as soon as possible.
When the day comes, they will use any vicious means to perform the ritual of opening the dragon's veins, so that the sky and the earth will not work.
In fact, Li Yingchi didn't care at all, because the things Mo Xiu said had nothing to do with him.
Every time someone comes, he goes in the left ear and out the right ear.
When I got really tired of listening to it, I reluctantly used my spiritual power to isolate myself and watch movies on a rainy day with the system in an immersive manner.
"say."
The ankle-length pajamas were pushed to the knees, and the wet and hot towel was wiped on the calves, focusing on covering the cold insteps.
The young man ignored him again, so Xiang Jingming gently patted Li Yingchi's calf, laughing at him for hiding his flesh.
Li Yingchi finally came to his senses and kicked him.
He is good-looking, has excellent bones and flesh, and his feet are also delicate when he kicks people.
It is the size of a normal boy. It may be because the elixir formed too early and it maintains the state of youth. It may look smaller than other men.
A layer of glistening white skin and flesh thinly wrapped the exquisite bones. Due to the cold, there was still a little powder on the joints and fingertips. After being wiped by the wet towel, there was an inexplicable glistening.
That kick was unfortunate.
Li Yingchi was sitting on the bed and Xiang Jingming was squatting and kneeling. Such a height difference made him kick Xiang Jingming directly on the chest and almost on the face.
Xiang Jingming's expression froze on his face at that time, and his dark eyes were staring at the thin and lonely ankles in front of him. His emotions were obscure, and he couldn't even maintain his half-kneeling posture.
Li Yingchi saw his legs moving and his clothes hanging down. He didn't know if he was a little unsteady because of his kick.
Just when Li Yingchi thought Xiang Jingming might be angry, the other party suddenly held his ankle.
She didn't move him away, but just held it, rubbing his protruding bone softly, her Adam's apple rolled, and her tone was gentle, "Okay, what I said was wrong. If you don't hide your flesh, Xiaoxianjun will do it everywhere." thin."
Li Yingchi didn't understand why he was so crazy and pursed his lips, not very happy.
The outstretched foot was held and unable to move, so he had no choice but to push the man's chest with his toes, signaling him to let go.
Xiang Jingming insisted, "Please answer my question first. Do you think so yourself, or did someone tell you something?"
Li Yingchi was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help but spit out a name.
Xiang Jingming didn't say anything. He chuckled softly and then picked up the young man's other leg and continued to wipe him with a towel dipped in hot water again.
After a long time, Xiang Jingming asked him again in a low voice: "Xiao Xianjun, do you think I saved you so many times just to kill you?"
Li Yingchi just looked at him without saying anything, but his serious gaze was obviously expressing "Aren't you?"
"Tsk."
Xiang Jingming stopped mentioning the matter and tucked the person back into the quilt.
"I'm not as warm as the Qingchi Palace, and I haven't set up any formations that make it feel like summer all year round. I'm afraid that your hands and feet will be cold and uncomfortable. It's rare to serve someone, and you still make such assumptions."
"Little white-eyed wolf, when I make you feel comfortable, don't tell me you don't like me again."
Chapter 111 The Old-Fashioned Little Master (41)
The questioning came to an abrupt end, and it was obvious that Xiang Jingming was deliberately changing the subject, probably because he didn't want to explain the reason.
"why do not you answer me."
Li Yingchi pursed his lips, but didn't want to end the conversation in such a confused way, "If you didn't want to kill me, then why did you bring me to the devil world?"
He didn't know why Xiang Jingming still wanted to continue to lie to him until now.
They have obviously deceived him for several months, and now that the two of them are at odds with each other, why should he pretend to welcome her again.
"You want to use my blood to open that dragon vein, don't you? Because I am the only surviving dragon."
His white fingers twisted the corners of the quilt, and his voice was very soft, like the mist in the mountains outside the window, "For this reason, you disguised your identity and sneaked into Qingyun Gate to gain convenience by getting closer to me. Although you saved me in the secret realm... but only because You didn't know then that I was the person you were looking for."
The shower outside the window kept hitting the window sill, making a noisy sound of water.
Li Yingchi saw the broad leaves outside constantly swaying, lifting up, and then quickly being pushed down again by raindrops.
Li Yingchi suddenly realized that he couldn't hear what he said clearly.
"I didn't think of it that way."
The wet towel in his hand was casually thrown into the barrel, making a soft sound that was covered by the sound of rain.
A pair of big hands irresistibly grasped the young man's shoulders. With the help of force, Xiang Jingming urgently asked Li Yingchi to turn around and look at him, and he wanted to explain: "I admit that I took advantage of you at first, but then..."
"Snapped!"
What he hadn't finished yet was suddenly interrupted.
The young man's hand that had just landed on the man's cheek was still raised high in front of him, clearly telling Xiang Jingming what had just happened.
It was the first time in this world that Li Yingchi stretched out his hand to hit someone, but he didn't use any force at all. Xiang Jingming was not prepared for him, and was directly hit by his slap on the side of the face.
As the Lord of the Demon Realm, Xiang Jingming had never been treated like this before.
Even though Li Yingchi's strength was nothing to him, Xiang Jingming was a little stunned by the sudden slap.
A burst of burning pain appeared on his face, and Xiang Jingming turned around. Before he could sort out his emotions and ask Li Yingchi why he did this, he froze in place when he saw Li Yingchi's appearance at this moment.
The immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world was rarely angry.
Because of his anger, a thin layer of pink rose up on his snow-colored cheeks, and even the small red mole at the tip of his nose seemed to add a bit of color.
Even angry is so beautiful.
The pain on his face was immediately ignored, and Xiang Jingming subconsciously began to reflect on himself.
Did he say something just now that made him unhappy, or did he feel unhappy these past few days?
still......
Xiang Jingming thought of the name he just heard from the young man's mouth, and his eyes darkened. It was time for his men to change their blood. He didn't need idiots who liked to make their own decisions.
"later?"
Facing Xiang Jingming's gaze, Li Yingchi asked.
He didn't know what Xiang Jingming was thinking. He felt extremely ridiculous because of the man's repeated denials. He was filled with an indescribable feeling of being deceived, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Xiang Jingming looked at his opening and closing lips, sensitively aware that the next development might not be good.
But I didn't expect it to take such a sudden turn for the worse.
Looking at the slap mark on Xiang Jingming's face, Li Yingchi sneered coldly, with a hint of a dying person, and completed the unfinished words, "Later, after you knew my identity, you didn't hesitate. Caught me here."
"Is my death destined from the moment I entered the demon world?"
The air was silent for a few seconds, and the shaking dust seemed to have stopped.
What finally broke the silence was Xiang Jingming's sigh.
"If I said that I never wanted to hurt you, let alone let you die, would you believe it?" He laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's normal not to believe it. After all, I am a demon, and demon cultivators do all kinds of evil. ."
Xiang Jingming didn't know how to explain it.
Why did he bring Li Yingchi back but not touch him? Most people who heard this would find it strange.
But does this really need a reason? When has a demon cultivator ever needed a reason to do things?
If Li Yingchi wants it, then he will find a reason to tell him.
Xiang Jingming got back on the bed where he had been tender with the young man last night. He stared at his prey like a beast about to hunt, and the shadow cast by his broad shoulders almost obscured Li Yingchi.
When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse.
His voice was hoarse and low, and he spoke every word very slowly, deliberately trying to make the angry young man in front of him hear clearly all his unreasonable reasons.
Since Li Yingchi knew that he was the person he had been searching for for so long, and that he was the Xiaolong that their demon cultivators knew first, why couldn't he bring him back.
His beautiful body has the marks left by his own hands. From his toes to his legs/roots, there are everywhere he has touched with his spiritual power. Isn't this the best proof of ownership?
Why do you think you must want him to die?
"How could I be willing to do that to you?"
"Xiao Xianjun, I saved you. How can you talk about death so easily? You have to live tens of thousands of years."
Xiang Jingming confessed all his thoughts calmly, because he saw the young man lowering his eyelashes in embarrassment, smiling a little wantonly and hugging him into his arms.
He was kicked a few more times on the way, but his expression remained unchanged and he said again: "If you still feel angry, then just hit me."
He held Li Yingchi's hand and put it on his face, as if he was teaching someone, "Just like what you did just now, huh? I caught you unreasonably. If you are unhappy, you can take it out on me."
"Others don't have such a big right to hit me. Please take good care of me, Xiaoxianjun?"
Li Yingchi was not polite to him and slapped him twice again. The force was so strong that Xiang Jingming hissed, but he still endured it.
Xiang Jingming deliberately suffered a misfortune, but Li Yingchi did not accept this trick.
His thin eyebrows knitted together, and after beating the person, he started to leave, "If you don't want to kill me, then let me go. It doesn't matter if you leave me here."
"No." Xiang Jingming rejected him without thinking, and finally managed to abduct the person to his lair. There is no reason to let him go just as he said.
This rejection was good. As soon as the young man heard what he said, he became angry again. His mouth was only a little red, but he was merciless when he scolded him.
Xiang Jingming was really helpless. If Li Yingchi scolded him, he would admit his mistake. If Li Yingchi beat him, he would just let it go.
In short, they coaxed and coaxed, but they just wouldn't let him go.
"Xiao Xianjun, aren't you very happy to be here with me? I haven't treated you badly. You don't need to do anything. I still respond to your requests. And it's convenient for me to heal your injuries. How great is this."
"don't want!"
"Why not? You have to give me a reason."
"I'm from the world of cultivation, so naturally I can't stay in the demon world." Li Yingchi was furious.
Xiang Jingming disagreed. He was best at overlord clauses. He didn't need to draft any big words at all. "From the moment you enter the demon world, you already belong to our demon world."
"you!"
But after saying so much, it actually went along with Li Yingchi's wishes.
He was already worried about how to complete the final main mission, but could not find a better way to complete it. Fortunately, Xiang Jingming appeared.
Xiang Jingming's behavior inspired him a lot.
Since he was going to be found possessed by the devil, there would be a better way to prove it than that he himself was in the devil's world and had the mark left on him by the devil.
Li Yingchi knew that his disappearance would definitely be discovered soon, and then the people from the Qingyun Sect would definitely break into the devil world together.
At that time, he can take the opportunity to let everyone find out, pretend to be possessed, and complete the main mission.
So he made up his mind not to leave.
Now when you are having trouble with Xiang Jingming, the most you can do is to tease him deliberately.
Whoever allowed him to lie to himself for so long without saying a word deserves to be beaten a few more times by himself.
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Yun Jianzhou is back.
He returned to the sect with a storage ring containing fairy grass, covered in blood in the heavy rain.
The process of going to get the medicine this time was extremely dangerous, but fortunately the result was good. He even made a breakthrough in a dangerous situation as a blessing in disguise.
It was just that the injury was too serious.
His consciousness was blurred, and he almost relied on the thought of returning to the sect to see his master to stay awake, walking around like a walking corpse.
The wound healed and then split because he used his spiritual power too frequently. After it split, it healed automatically under the system of the immortal cultivator.
The crack is healed, the crack is healed, Yun Jianzhou seems to feel no pain at all, allowing himself to behave in such a numb manner.
The scarlet blood followed his movements, leaving traces everywhere he went.
When passing by the practice room on the mountainside, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
He clearly captured the four words "Qingchi Immortal Lord" and took no other action. He stayed here specifically to hear the news about Li Yingchi.
"What's going on with Immortal Qingchi now? Do you know?"
"I think this is what the demon world means by declaring war on us. They are so arrogant, why do you still think about this? When the master and others have given the order, I will go directly with the sword."
"I don't know the details, but I heard that the lights are still on, so it should be fine..."
Several disciples were practicing their swordsmanship in the open space, taking some time to chat from time to time. The atmosphere was a bit tense but still harmonious.
They were just disciples who had just started. Their cultivation was not high, and they were not very proficient in using swords. The major events that required the sect's efforts were not yet their turn.
Now all the elders in the sect were called to the main hall for a meeting. They had some free time, and they were worried about what happened, so they inevitably talked about it.
Just a less harmonious voice suddenly appeared.
"Am I the only one who thinks...that Immortal Lord Qingchi was captured is nothing?"
Several other disciples looked at him like a monster, "Are you crazy?"
The man shook his head, "Xianjun Qingchi is so cruel to his disciples, I think he might not be a good person at all. Besides, he was captured by the demon world and survived for so long, you haven't thought of anything else. Is that a possibility?"
"What's possible?"
The man was just about to answer, but he found that all the disciples around him were looking at him with frightened expressions. He turned his head sideways, and the chill on his neck made him stiff with fear on the spot.
Yun Jianzhou was holding a sword, his head was bleeding, and he was in a mess. He looked like a madman who had mistakenly entered the sect.
He asked: "Why don't you continue talking? Why don't I know how cruel my master is to me?"
The man's penis trembled and he fainted on the spot.
Yun Jianzhou stared at the part of his pants that suddenly turned dark, took back his sword in disgust, and turned to look at the others expressionlessly, "What did you just say about my master? The day I left What happened?"
Their voices trembled: "Immortal Lord Qingchi, he was captured by the Demon Lord."
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In late spring and April, it rains continuously.
Thick dark clouds covered the entire sky, rolling with the wind.
At first glance, it looks like clouds are approaching the ground.
It oppresses all living beings under the shadow, and is so dull that one can almost lose breath just by looking up.
A series of incidents that have happened one after another in Qingyun Sect recently have plunged the entire sect into a haze.
First, there were traces of demons in the sect, and then not long after Sect Master Gu ordered everyone to strengthen the protection of each peak, there was news that the master of the demon world had kidnapped Immortal Lord Qingchi.
As if laughing at their incompetence, Xiang Jingming even left a mark of the devil on the wall when he left.
The demon world's arrogance is clearly revealed, and its ambition to dominate the three realms is even more undisguised.
This incident was equivalent to a slap, not only on the face of Qingyun Sect, but also on the face of their entire cultivation world.
Many people think this may be a signal that the two worlds are about to start a war.
Once the news spread, people in the three worlds were immediately panicked.
Everyone in Qingyun Sect was already furious.
Even Gu Wenshu, who used to be as gentle as jade, could no longer maintain his usual calm at that time, and his face was so cold that ice particles could almost fall off.
If he hadn't been controlled by his few senses, he might have rushed to the demon world to ask for someone the moment he discovered that the seal was broken and his junior brother disappeared for no reason.
But he can't do that.
As the leader of a sect, Gu Wenshu could not go to the devil world alone regardless of the overall situation.
If he loses to the demon world and is accidentally put in danger, he cannot let his followers take risks without ensuring the future development and safety of the sect.
But what worried him the most was another thing.
If he went there alone and failed to rescue Li Yingchi, but instead angered the madmen in the demon world, he couldn't imagine how dangerous this would put Li Yingchi.
He could take the risk, but he couldn't let Li Yingchi take the risk.
This matter needs to be considered in the long term.
At midnight that day, ten minutes after it was discovered that Li Yingchi was missing, all the elders in the sect were urgently summoned to the main hall.
The lights in the hall were brightly lit, and the atmosphere was so serious that it turned freezing.
They need to make decisions, arrange who will go, and prepare in advance for the many dangers they may encounter.
This includes analyzing the terrain and structure of the unfamiliar demon world and eliminating any hidden ambush to ensure the maximum survival rate of travelers before reaching the rescue location.
According to the past, the strength of the demon world is lower than that of the cultivation world.
But with just one Qingyun Sect, they may not be able to defeat each other, especially if the battle takes place in the opponent's home base.
If you are not familiar with the surrounding environment, you may encounter an ambush from the other party.
This adds a lot of danger to this battle.
But no matter what they encounter, no matter whether the demon world is demonstrating against the cultivation world or something else, the matter of rescuing the Immortal Lord cannot be delayed.
Now, the upcoming war between the world of cultivation and the world of demons is a certainty.
However, Qingchi Xianjun, who is the protagonist at the center of the incident, does not know much about this.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the ground was full of puddles with splashes of water.
This wet weather is really not suitable for going out, but as a scenery, you can see the subtle beauty of ink painting.
Li Yingchi looked out the window and was lost in thought when he had nothing to do. Xiang Jingming was worried that he would be upset if he stayed in the palace for a long time, so he coaxed him to let him out after the weather was clear. Li Yingchi was noncommittal.
The flickering candlelight hung on the wall, the rain pattered outside the window, and the green leaves swayed.
After the sound of clinking porcelain cups, the fragrance of tea overflowed. Li Yingchi sat quietly by the window holding an ancient book, while Xiang Jingming handled matters aside without disturbing each other.
This scene was exceptionally peaceful and harmonious, so comfortable that Li Yingchi couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.
He rubbed his brows and was just about to pick up his energy and continue looking down when he suddenly heard a roar coming from a distance——
That voice sounded particularly familiar.
Feeling Li Yingchi's gaze, Xiang Jingming raised his head, his lips raised with a hint of coldness, "The person who saved you came so quickly."
"But when we get here, it's not certain who will save whom..."
"Is the Immortal Lord going to save your little apprentice?"
Chapter 112 The Old-Fashioned Little Master (42)
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect was busy under the orders of the solemn-looking leader.
Because of the tight time and serious nature, no one dared to relax for a second.
Everyone is fully prepared and ready to go all out for the next possible battle.
Considering that most of the people in the demon world are cunning and cunning, and their numbers are powerful, they alone may not be able to deal with it.
In order to ensure that they can bring Immortal Qingchi back safely, some elders have begun to contact allies in the cultivation world to come for support.
Such bad behavior is enough to illustrate the current arrogance of the demon world.
I'm afraid this is a sign that they are about to invade the Three Realms.
Even if the Demon Realm does not attack Qingyun Sect today, they will probably attack other sects.
The rabbit dies and the fox is sad.
The other sects did not dare to ignore this, and responded as soon as they received the news.
However, due to the long distance, some sects sent letters to apologize one after another.
Because they will most likely arrive at the Demon Realm a little later than the Qingyun Sect, which started preparing in the middle of the night.
In such an environment, no one noticed a thing at all.
The young disciple of the Sword Sect who originally traveled far away to collect medicine, whose life and death were unknown, had come back.
After Yun Jianzhou briefly appeared in the sect for a moment, he quickly went down the mountain.
But the mountains are empty. No one knows when he came back, or whether he never came back.
All that was left was a string of dirty footprints and a group of trembling outer disciples, indicating that a madman covered in embarrassment had passed by here.
It rained heavily and there was lightning and thunder.
In this harsh environment where no one cared, Yun Jianzhou rushed into the demon world alone with bloodstains all over his body.
He was seriously injured and confused, and because of the sudden promotion at the moment of life and death, his body was loaded with too much spiritual energy, and the nerves in his brain were stretched to the limit.
The current situation is that he is close to the edge of collapse.
As long as he was pushed gently by someone and the line was completely broken, his whole body would go crazy with spiritual power and turn into a complete madman.
How could others believe that the impending demise of a proud man was so careless as child's play?
But it's true.
As the protagonist of this world, Yun Jianzhou should have improved his strength step by step.
Solve the difficulties, defeat the villains, and then continue to gain adventures in the journey of life and become a being that is superior to others.
There are many ways to reach his protagonist's end, but no matter which way, he will not be allowed to challenge the sacred beast that protects the fairy grass at this time.
In fact, for Yun Jianzhou at that time, wanting to complete this matter was almost tantamount to seeking death.
Cross-level challenges, once again faced with the dangers in the secret realm.
Yun Jianzhou knew clearly what the consequences would be, but he still did it.
Compared with the boring and empty talk of barely living for thousands of years, in Yun Jianzhou's opinion, there are things in this world that are more worthy of his life and death.
If Master needs that medicine, he must get it.
It's as if the soul has completely lost its ability to control itself, and he began to show signs of this from a very early age.
Yun Jianzhou couldn't help but want to be nicer and nicer to the young man.
His troubled thoughts, anxious mood, and incomprehensible impulses can only find a trace of peace when he encounters things about youth.
All things in the world, where did they come from and where are they going?
If a person only pursues one goal in his life, will he plunge into the distant fairyland or into the fireworks of the mortal world?
Yun Jianzhou had firmly chosen the former.
It wasn't until he realized that all the changes in him came from the moment he first met Li Yingchi that Yun Jianzhou finally discovered that where his heart was and where his soul was, the center of his world had already appeared. In front of you.
So even though he knew that he shouldn't go to the demon world regardless of his own safety after being seriously injured, Yun Jianzhou still did this.
The plot directions that have been set for the protagonist long ago seem to be leading to a completely unknown ending when that soul that does not belong to this time and space appears.
The moment he learned that the young man was missing, he didn't know how to describe it. Yun Jianzhou felt as if a piece was suddenly missing in his heart.
In just a few seconds, he seemed to have gone through everything in his mind, and he seemed to have no idea at all.
The whole person stood there, expressionless and empty.
It was clear that the rain still felt on my body, but my soul was hanging in the air and unable to settle down.
Yun Jianzhou actually couldn't distinguish his thoughts now.
His mind was dull and his breathing was difficult. Every step he took left deep footprints stained with blood. Only Li Yingchi's appearance kept flashing in front of his eyes, supporting his last consciousness.
All he knew was that he couldn't lose consciousness like this...
At least, he couldn't faint here before he rescued Li Yingchi.
The herbs he found have not yet been given to Li Yingchi, and he has not yet been able to take his master to the mortal world to visit the night market he once mentioned...
Yun Jianzhou walked with difficulty, but never stopped for a moment.
The fierce battle spread from the entrance of the Demon Realm to the depths of the Demon Realm.
No one knew the origin and cultivation of this sword cultivator who suddenly appeared.
He is like a completely irrational killing machine, possessing strength far beyond his age as if overdrawn, and attacks all demonic cultivators who appear in front of him indiscriminately.
Screams, the sound of swords clashing, sparks, and countless demon cultivators died at Yun Jianzhou's hands.
The burning fire, the sharp blade piercing into the body, the sticky flesh and blood stirred by malicious intent, and the pain of hurting the bones and flesh did not make him frown at all.
During this long journey, Yun Jianzhou couldn't help but smile bitterly due to the occasional brief moments of clarity.
He didn't seek immortality, nor did he ask questions, he just wanted to be with someone, so why did God bother to tease him a thousand times.
Only one thought became clearer.
He must find Li Yingchi and rescue Li Yingchi.
Yun Jianzhou came recklessly and without decision-making.
He was in a state where there was very little consciousness left, and he rushed into the demon world with just a trace of obsession.
Fortunately, his many promotions and adventures, coupled with the divine sword in his hand, allowed him to break in as smoothly as he passed five levels and killed six generals.
Yun Jianzhou did not need to consider the overall situation, nor did he need to worry about anything, he acted wantonly.
Now he can only die with one sword, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Yun Jianzhou had always known that his survival until now was all thanks to Li Yingchi. Now that he was trying to save people, he didn't care how he would be treated by the demons.
He just wanted Li Yingchi to return safely. Even if he lost his life, he felt that it was completely worth it.
Dying for the master sounds like a disconnected word. If the master will remember him in his heart from now on, then this can be regarded as a way of long-term companionship, so why not him.
It's just a life left or right.
If only Li Yingchi could return safely, so what if he lost his life.
If the worst happens and Li Yingchi has an accident at the hands of the Demon Lord, then Yun Jianzhou will feel that he does not need to live anymore.
He must kill the Demon Lord first, and then lie down with his master.
The concepts of life and death are blurred, and the distance between you and me is getting closer.
Yun Jianzhou searched for the meaning of everything in his life.
What he finally got was an answer that was far away from his original answer.
But he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.
Compared with the competition full of motivation and energy, the jealousy and anger full of personal emotions are far away from the indifference and arrogance of the world.
His answer is companionship.
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The demon cultivator, who had already received the orders, used all his tricks.
All kinds of fierce monsters, with their insidious moves hitting the Dantian every time they attack, regard this man who broke in alone as an enemy who provokes them.
The demon cultivators hated the people in the cultivation world with a deep hatred. Seeing him arrogantly running wild in the demon world, a group of people swarmed up and wanted to kill Yun Jianzhou.
It's a pity that in his current state, everyone is no match for him.
I am afraid that except for complete death, there is no one here who can stop him from moving forward.
It wasn't until he felt Li Yingchi's presence nearby that Yun Jianzhou finally stopped.
He didn't have three heads and six arms. He was already weak when he approached the Demon Palace, and his reaction was a little slower, but others still caught the flaw.
Mo Xiu took the opportunity to control him in place.
The man was scarred and bleeding all over his body. He was in a miserable state, with his hands folded behind his back. He was humiliated and pressed to the ground, receiving malicious looks from all directions.
Perhaps when he sobered up a little and returned to his senses, Yun Jianzhou suddenly started roaring.
Like a trapped animal struggling, he roared, his voice hoarse, and kept repeating, asking them to hand over Li Yingchi.
His wet hair stuck to his face, covering half of his eyeballs. Yun Jianzhou was as scary as a ghost climbing up from Meng Po Bridge, repeating a name in his mouth.
Without receiving instructions from Xiang Jingming, the demon cultivators on the side were not affected at all and remained silent. No one paid attention to Yun Jianzhou's words.
The palace door not far away was closed tightly, as possessive as his master.
Yun Jianzhou's voice reached his ears through the wall, and it was a bit sad, causing Li Yingchi to frown.
Xiang Jingming, who had been paying attention to him, smiled and said, "Xiao Xianjun, do you feel sorry for your disciple?"
His eyes traced the young man's graceful face. Because his identity was no longer hidden, his words went beyond the boundaries unconsciously. "If you want to save him, I won't think about it, but you have to agree to one condition."
Will Li Yingchi really bow to this?
If so, what conditions would be better for him to offer?
Xiang Jingming even started to fantasize about it.
He can use this to coerce the other person to go out and play together, or to have a serious exchange of opinions about likes and dislikes, or he can let the young man stay in the demon world forever.
No, this is too wasteful, maybe he can be more intense.
"Why should I save Yun Jianzhou?" After a moment of silence, Li Yingchi gave him a strange look and said, "Your Excellency, please take back your conditions."
Probably not caring, Li Yingchi turned to the next page of the book.
His expression and tone were like mist in this weather, light but breathless.
His pale lips opened and closed, and he spat out a few words without emotion: "It seems that I have no use for you."
"Don't you really want to go and see it?"
Xiang Jingming deliberately pretended to be sad and sighed: "I thought Immortal Qingchi would be a good master, but I didn't expect that he would be such a person behind his back, and he could bear to see his young disciple being treated like this."
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Li Yingchi didn't even expect it.
He knew that Yun Jianzhou went to a remote area to look for medicinal herbs, but he didn't expect that Yun Jianzhou would come back in just a few days.
Moreover, only Li Yingchi and Xiang Jingming were quiet in the palace at this time.
Yun Jianzhou's voice outside the palace gate was thin and angry, enough to cut through the frosty atmosphere.
If you listen carefully, you can even hear the faint echo echoing outside.
It means that there are no other people in the world of cultivation outside at this time, except for the demon cultivator, that is Yun Jianzhou. The voices he heard were all shouted by Yun Jianzhou alone.
Li Yingchi was a little silent. He was still planning to rely on the people in the world of cultivation to complete the task of becoming a demon.
Yun Jianzhou is the only one here now. What should he do? Who should he show his tattoo to?