blenderwars Chapter 90 Immortal Hero 13
Chapter 90 Immortal Hero 13
Yan Wugui refused to look at him.
Slowly buried his head in Jiang Mian's neck, and just hid it like that.
Then, after a long, long time, he found that Jiang Mian didn't intend to continue to press him, so he whispered, "...No."
Warm lips were rubbed against the side of his neck, his voice was low and weak, as if he was probing.
Jiang Mian's eyes darkened, she played with the unexpectedly soft silver hair on her fingertips, and slowly raised the corners of her lips: "It's a lie."
Yan Wugui froze, trying to loosen the hands around his waist quietly, but Jiang Mian immediately caught him, and tightened his wrists bit by bit.
He had never been so quiet and helpless.
Maybe the first night in Sky Snow City was just... tension and trying.
On the second night, he had a little bit of taste.
Because Jiang Mian really understands him.
Every part of her body, the chuckle and soft words that covered her ears, she understood everything.
Yan Wugui didn't really want to admit it, and he hid it well when he was in Tianxue City.
But he himself didn't expect that Jiang Mian was only a little stronger for a moment, and his thoughts were completely exposed.
Accidentally, the whole person fell into an irreversible downtime state.
Jiang Mian pulled his wrist back to the bedroom, Yan Wugui still didn't say a word, but cooperated very well.
As if as long as you keep silent, you can pretend that you have not admitted anything.
But silence represents endless passivity, and the development of the matter is completely beyond Yan Wugui's control.
When Jiang Mian wanted to do some bad things, he accidentally discovered that the water mirror standing next to the table was actually fake.
He hadn't noticed before that he could actually see the room he used to live in through the water mirror.
"You can see me with just a sweep of consciousness, but you insist on getting a mirror?" Jiang Mian couldn't help but bend her eyes, and kissed his tense back shoulder, "So stupid."
Yan Wugui bit his lip tightly, his face was blushing.
Just keep silent.
Jiang Mian had never seen Yan Wugui show such a distressed expression.
"Master, you didn't secretly watch me sleep at that time, did you?" He asked viciously knowingly.
"……To shut up."
The water mirror eventually turned into a fragmented appearance.
It seems abnormal for Yan Wugui not to break something every time.
Jiang Mian hugged him contentedly and soaked in the Lingchi, taking care of his wife's mood, never mentioning those things before.
In case Yan Wugui couldn't take it anymore, he burned the entire Demon Palace to ashes.
It was Yan Wugui who was silent for a long time before he couldn't help but speak: "You are about to break through the late stage of transformation."
Changing the topic like this seems too blunt.
Jiang Mian gave him a meaningful look: "Yes."
Yan Wugui pursed his lips, pretending not to notice, and said in a low voice: "Do you still remember that I said..."
"If you want to advance to the fusion stage, you must realize your own way." Jiang Mian kissed the tip of his ear and said softly.
He is a good disciple of Master, of course he remembers.
Although this is only a self-proclaimed title.
Yan Wugui frowned slightly: "Mianmian, you have no way."
"Well," Jiang Mian didn't deny it, and smiled, "Master, I can do it, don't worry."
Others have to understand the world in their practice, and they can only be promoted if they have a smooth mind, but Jiang Mian has no bottleneck at all.If you have to talk about the reason, his existence is more like Yan Wugui's Jade Bodhi avatar, with fewer restrictions.
In the beginning, Yueleng Lingtu's speed of lighting up the stars could hardly keep up with his breakthrough speed.
But the so-called enlightenment is also beneficial. At a high level, the powerful spells created by monks are mostly derived from their own Tao and related artistic conceptions.
For example, the Blood Moon Waterfall that Yan Wugui performed for him.
But Jiang Mian didn't need it.
In order to reassure Yan Wugui, he raised his hand and pointed, and the luminous pearl hanging high in the sky instantly turned into a blood moon, and the rootless bright red waterfall poured down along the "moonlight", pouring all of it into another spiritual pool.
Looking at it in a blink of an eye, the blood moon has turned back into that white and pure night pearl.
Simple but perfect copy.
He can learn other people's spells, and he can learn them all at a glance.
"...Mianmian."
"Ok?"
"I originally thought that I would not see this day until I ascended," Yan Wugui sighed in a low voice, "but now it seems that I shouldn't suppress my cultivation just to wait for you, maybe I will be surpassed by you in advance .”
Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly: "What are you waiting for me to do?"
Yan Wugui lowered his eyes and said uncomfortably: "If I don't wait for you, is it possible that I want to live in two worlds with you?"
"Master, as I said earlier, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing, we will always be together," Jiang Mian comforted her softly, but suddenly changed her voice, "As long as you don't run away again."
Yan Wugui paused: "Mianmian, why did I run away?"
He has been bullied like this by Jiang Mian now, didn't he run away?
"I don't care, but if you dare to run again," Jiang Mian slowly clasped his waist underwater, smiling, "I will do something that you will regret very much."
Yan Wugui froze, his ears were red for a long time before he gritted his teeth and said, "You always know how to threaten me."
"Does the master remember?"
"……Um."
Of course I remembered.
He was afraid that he would be killed by Jiang Mian.
After a few days of "leisure" in the magic palace, the secret token battle in the realm of comprehension finally came to an end.
Luo Yifan had no suspense, of course, but in Jiang Mian's eyes, he won the chief position without any suspense.
This time, the chiefs of both the good and the devil caught the monks by surprise, and they frantically discussed whether there was any shady behind them.
There were even some people who started betting on Lingshi, but lost all the time, ruining their fortunes.
Only Tianji Pavilion made a lot of money by selling Jiang Mian and Luo Yifan's materials.It didn't take long for the whole world to know that Jiang Mian was carrying a rare treasure, which provided a more and more reasonable explanation for his strength.
But everyone's attention quickly shifted elsewhere.
Because the place where the Qianlong Conference is held has always been determined by the Pagoda Spirit of Xuanhuang Pagoda.
This year it chose the Wangyou Abyss, the side close to the cultivation world.
And it is a hundred miles closer than the location described in the original text.
After Yan Wugui heard the news, he drank the spirit wine with a gloomy expression, and remained silent for a long time without saying a word.
Jiang Mian was also held in his arms, and she softened her body obediently, her eyes were gentle and concerned.
"...This seat is fine."
Yan Wugui didn't like Jiang Mian looking at him like this.
"Then stop drinking," Jiang Mian took the wine glass from his hand, drank it himself, and pushed the wine pot a little further, and said softly, "Talk to me."
Yan Wugui did not refuse, the hand holding Jiang Mian tightened, and then slowly loosened.
After a moment of silence, he lowered his eyes and said, "This Xuanhuang Pagoda has a problem with me."
"I think so too." Jiang Mian nodded seriously.
"Maybe other people can't see it. Every time the Qianlong Conference is held, whether it's located in the Demon Realm or the Realm of Cultivation... it's one step closer to the Abyss of Wangyou than before. This time it's even more blatant," Yan Wugui said. As he spoke, he couldn't help being a little irritable, and sneered, "What does it want to do, to drive me crazy?"
Yan Wugui knew he wouldn't go crazy, but he was really annoying.This goddamn artifact seemed to be deliberately trying to harass him every few hundred years.
"Whatever it wants to do, I'll smash it for you when the time comes, okay?" Jiang Mian raised her head and kissed the corner of his lips, and said softly.
"Okay." Yan Wugui responded casually.
But Jiang Mian suddenly looked serious: "Yan Wugui, I'm not trying to make you happy. I'm serious."
"...If you can really destroy the Xuanhuang Pagoda, Mianmian, I'm afraid you will be the Demon Lord." Yan Wugui paused, and looked down at him.
"That can't be done, I want to be the Lord's small stove, I want to be a canary!" Jiang Mian's expression became vigilant in an instant, and she hugged Yan Wugui's neck and refused to let go.
Yan Wugui: "..."
Sometimes, he really can't understand Jiang Mian's ideal.
But he couldn't help laughing dumbfounded, and hugged the ancestor even tighter.
Who cares about the purpose of the bullshit Taling.
During the Qianlong Conference, the good and evil sides temporarily ceased fighting, and large-scale fighting was prohibited, which was a rule set by the Xuanhuang Pagoda.It hasn't been broken in years.
But when Yan Wugui stepped onto the edge of the realm of comprehension, the group of upright old men still stared at him vigilantly, with serious expressions, as if they were facing an enemy.
Yan Wugui thought it was a little funny, but didn't bother to pay attention.He looked down at the endlessly churning flames in the Wangyou Abyss, and he no longer felt the heart-piercing feeling he had at first.
The majestic Xuanhuang Pagoda shone with dazzling golden light, which complemented the hot red flames, but Yan Wugui didn't even look at it, he just thought in his heart, to change to a more comfortable spiritual house tonight, and sleep with Mianmian Anxin in his arms. Sleep.
After all, the previous bamboo garden contained all kinds of memories that made him restless.
Five hundred miles away from Wangyou Abyss, there is a small town controlled by monks, which is more prosperous than Jiang Mian imagined.Because from time to time, people will come here to stay for a few days, to learn about Yan Wugui's past, to appreciate the "beauty" of Wangyou Abyss, and even to understand the way of fire.
Just like a tourist attraction in the world, teahouses, taverns, shops and inns are all available.
Jiang Mian didn't go with Yan Wugui, he was the chief no matter what, and he entered the town with the monks from the Demon Realm, and had a face-to-face meeting with the decent opponents.
Tonight is just getting acquainted with each other and recognizing each other's faces. The fight will start tomorrow morning, and the atmosphere is quite tense.
How should I put it, decent monks do look more "dignified" than demon cultivators in terms of appearance and temperament.
But it was also what Jiang Mian saw with her own eyes... Sheng Zixian winked and played with the whip in her hand, and easily hooked a simple little monk into the inn.
He took two steps back silently.
"Senior Jiang, long time no see."
Of course Luo Yifan was also on the scene, and he took the initiative to step forward regardless of the vague gazes of passers-by around him, and said hello to Jiang Mian respectfully.
He carried a big sword with awe-inspiring breath on his back, and he was followed by a Mahayana monk who appeared out of nowhere, but no one dared to provoke him easily.
Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly: "Late stage of transformation? Not bad. How is Granny Luo recently?"
Luo Yifan rubbed his nose, still looking like an honest child: "Grandma is fine, thank you for your concern. But you are right to remind me, the junior has not gone back to see her for a while... After the Qianlong Conference , the junior will go home."
Seeing that the two of them seemed to have known each other for a long time and chatted casually on the side of the road, Ji Yuheng couldn't help poking his head out, and said vigilantly, "You are the one who took the Buddhist beads..."
"Ji Yuheng!" Luo Yifan's expression turned cold instantly.
"...I was wrong." Ji Yuheng shrank back obediently.
And Jiang Mian calmly asked in his heart: "System, is Feng Tian sealed on him?"
[Beep - No relevant magic weapon was detected. 】
"Okay." Jiang Mian glanced at him thoughtfully.
Ji Yuheng seemed to be afraid that someone would steal his wife, and wanted to stare back quietly, but Luo Yifan pinched the soft flesh on his waist and restrained himself immediately.
In fact, Luo Yifan was also a little embarrassed, he didn't know how to explain it, he had promised his seniors that he would not be fooled by this Phoenix... In the end, Ji Yuheng still became his man.
Jiang Mian, on the other hand, folded her arms indifferently, and broke the silence: "It is true that I took the Buddha beads, and now the whole world knows. Fellow Taoist, do you have any questions?"
Ji Yuheng carefully looked at Luo Yifan's expression, then cleared his throat and said, "Excuse me, who is that powerful swordsman?"
"Well, he is my husband." Jiang Mian curled her lips.
Hearing this, Ji Yuheng's eyes lit up, and he continued to ask, "What about Lord Mozun?"
The corners of Jiang Mian's lips widened, and her tone was rather sweet: "He is also my husband."
"...This kind of thing, also, is it possible?"
"What's wrong?" Jiang Mian took it for granted.
Ji Yuheng was shocked, subconsciously turned around and hugged Luo Yifan: "Yifan, don't look for someone else in the future!"
Knowing the truth, Luo Yifan punched him with a dark face, broke free from the hot embrace, and then said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, Senior Jiang, I made you laugh...don't pay attention to this guy, let's go talk alone first ,May I?"
"Okay." Jiang Mian said nothing.
It seems that the protagonist Gong is currently being handled very tightly, which is convenient for him.
Just like that, Ji Yuheng was left on the spot and was not allowed to run around, watching Luo Yifan and Jiang Mian pitifully fly to the nearest private room of the teahouse.
He stood quietly for a long, long time before he looked up at the bright crescent moon in the sky, and took a deep breath.
His eyes instantly turned blood red.
"It's too strong, there's nothing wrong with it, absolutely nothing wrong."
Ji Yuheng murmured in a low voice, his eyes gradually deepened, he slowly stared at the top floor of the teahouse, and clenched his fists.
"That's the breath of the moon god."
The private room of the tea house is quite clean, with the melodious sound of the elegant piano and the mellow tea fragrance.
Jiang Mian ordered a small dish of exquisite tea, and enjoyed it leisurely with hot tea.
He is no longer the little monk with a low cultivation base, he can clearly feel the trace of spiritual consciousness that Yan Wugui placed on him.
Warm, being watched by my wife all the time... so happy.Jiang Mian propped up her chin in satisfaction.
And Luo Yifan had no idea what Jiang Mian was thinking about at the moment, he thought to himself that he had not completed the task assigned by his senior, so he drank his tea and was quite nervous.
He closed his eyes, took a big sip of tea, and took a deep breath: "Senior, I can control him!"
"Okay, don't worry, take your time first." Jiang Mian smiled, very approachable.
Luo Yifan gradually calmed down, first foolishly confessed the ins and outs of his acquaintance with Ji Yuheng, and then concluded in one sentence: "Senior, he is a fool, he told me everything."
"How to say?" Jiang Mian suppressed a smile, thinking that the treatment of the protagonist Gong was too miserable.
Luo Yifan pursed his lips: "For hundreds of years, the Feng Clan has searched for the bloodlines left by ancient beasts in various secret realms, and they want to use these bloodlines to improve the inheritance dilemma within the Monster Clan and cultivate the spirits for the revival of the Monster Clan." More monks. And Ji Yuheng has a pair of dog noses, so he can smell everything...According to Ji Yuheng, Mozun...perhaps carries the most powerful lineage of the Feng Clan."
[Di——The branch clue [Luna] has been unlocked, reward points: 2000. 】
Jiang Mian took a sip of tea calmly.
"continue."
Luo Yifan was serious and sincere: "Don't worry, senior, I didn't tell Ji Yuheng anything! There was a big problem with his previous thinking! If the monster race wants to revive, they must accept the status quo of coexistence with the human race, how can they continue to fight each other ? If Ji Yuheng really set off a war that has not been seen in a century, then he is the real sinner through the ages, and I will definitely stop it with all my strength."
He thought so sincerely, and he was full of righteousness.
Jiang Mian could also understand why Luo Yifan didn't stand by his partner at all.After all, there hasn't been any major disputes in the entire cultivation world for a long time.
In other words, since Yan Wugui was reborn from the ashes of Wangyou Abyss, killed those monks who were still trying to encircle him, and took control of the Demon Realm at an unimaginable speed... There has never been any mass casualties.
For at least these 1000 years, the whole world has been very peaceful, and the relationship between righteousness and demons has also tended to be balanced.
Of course, that was because Yan Wugui didn't intend to cause any trouble at first, and because of this, the decent monks had found the goal of "unifying the outside world", so they became so peaceful.
Jiang Mian took a sip of tea, thoughtfully: "But Luo Yifan, have you ever thought that Ji Yuheng might be pretending to be stupid for you to see?"
"...But, what's the use of him lying to me? I'm just a young monk with no power, he..." Luo Yifan was a little at a loss.
"Don't forget, I told you that you are the child of luck," Jiang Mian interrupted him with a smile, "In this Qianlong conference, besides you and me, where else can you find a person who is less than a hundred years old?" God monk? In the past few months, you have also gained a lot of great opportunities, right?"
Luo Yifan was stunned on the spot, and murmured after a long time: "...In this way, I have survived many times."
"Well, you just can't die, and your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds every time you get out, isn't it?" Jiang Mian tilted her head and curled her lips, "The same is true for people who make friends with you. Mostly it will be smoother.”
Luo Yifan fell into a long silence, clutching the cup tightly.
"Let's talk about it, Luo Yifan, I don't care if you want to become a Taoist couple with Ji Yuheng, it's your private matter. But since you want him now," Jiang Mian said softly, brushing her broken hair Behind the ear, the smile did not change, "If he wants to do anything bad to the Demon Lord in the future, I will kill you together."
His tone was clear, without a trace of gloom on his face, as if he was still the handsome young man who sat on the cloud and waved to Luo Yifan in Shijia Village.
But Luo Yifan shuddered involuntarily, as if even his throat was tightened for a moment.
"... I understand, thank you senior for letting me know." He replied in a low voice.
Having said all that, Jiang Mian no longer cared what Luo Yifan would decide, and Shi Shiran left the teahouse after paying the Lingshi.
When Luo Yifan walked out of the gate with a heavy face, Ji Yuheng still stood there obediently, but the blood in his eyes had long since disappeared.
Like a big enthusiastic dog, he jumped on Luo Yifan, but was gently pushed away.
The spirit house that Yan Wugui brought this time is more like the palace where the emperor lived.
He didn't care about the turbulent flames, and placed the spirit house directly on the edge of the Wangyou Abyss, no one dared to approach it half a step.The appearance is solemn and solemn, but the scenery inside is very beautiful, with red walls, fine willows and lotus ponds, everything is available.
Jiang Mian also likes it very much, after all, he used to be a princess.
He changed into a satin underwear, leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, raised his hand and gently fiddled with the jingling bead curtain beside the couch.
"Master, have you heard what Luo Yifan said?"
"Well, I also heard how you threatened others." Yan Wugui pressed Jiang Mian's restless hand, pulled it to his lips, and kissed his fair wrist.
Because of this, Yan Wugui was in a good mood.
Jiang Mian kissed him obediently, and asked curiously, "What is the origin of this ancient beast? Did Master have any clues back then?"
"It's just a drop of blood essence, what inheritance can I give to this seat?" Yan Wugui frowned and thought for a while, "If we really want to trace the source, it is probably a monster that is older than dragon and phoenix and is regarded as the ancestor of gods by them." According to legend, there are four gods in the Yaozu, who were enlightened by the heaven, the earth, the sun and the moon, and then gradually reproduced into the later Yaozu, but now most of these allusions have been lost, and they are well hidden by the Yaozu."
Hearing this, Jiang Mian lifted his silver hair, "Is it possible that the drop of blood you fused... came from the legendary Moon God?"
Yan Wugui was startled: "Maybe."
Seeing his indifference, Jiang Mian straightened his face a little: "If the monsters know about this, they will definitely chase you like crazy. I think Ji Yuheng has this sign."
"Then let them try." Yan Wugui said lightly.
He can live to this day, the last thing he fears is being chased and killed.Come and kill as many as you want.
"However, if Ji Yuheng said some sweet words in front of those immortals, and eventually turned into a demon clan and an upright monk to deal with you, and under the banner of eliminating demons and righteous ways, it would be very troublesome." Jiang Mian said seriously, "Master , really don’t need me to kill them all?”
Yan Wugui paused: "Mianmian..."
"Well, I understand that Master is actually more principled than me." Jiang Mian sighed slightly, leaning into his arms, her voice lightened, "But Yan Wugui, I don't want to care so much, I've always been very angry ...ever since you told me about the past, it has been uncomfortable."
"Principle?" Yan Wugui was dumb, bowed his head and kissed the top of his hair, "I've already done my revenge, and even snatched the position of Demon Lord, which is enough for me to live as I like, so I didn't take it to heart. "
After he finished speaking, he thought for a while, then stared at Jiang Mian again with those red eyes, and added earnestly: "Unless you are the one who encountered these things, I will have no principles."
"Then why are you so unprincipled?"
"Kill all over the world..."
"That's right, you always have this kind of temperament," Jiang Mian stood up and interrupted him, angrily said, "But you won't let me do this this time."
Yan Wugui cleared his throat, and pushed Jiang Mian back into his arms: "Because I have you now, Mianmian. There is no need."
Jiang Mian struggled a little, but failed, so she puffed up her face and said in a muffled voice, "I hate it, I really want to kill someone, I'm about to cry."
Yan Wugui: "..."
Before he had time to say something to comfort him, the ancestor curled up in his arms and quietly dropped the golden beans, his eyes blushing.
"Yan Wugui, you don't even know that I used to stop you from going crazy... just such a trivial matter, you want to mess around."
"Okay, this seat is wrong."
"It's good now, why don't you go crazy when it's time to go crazy? Those people have wronged you for so long, shouldn't they be killed? I think they should be killed." Jiang Mian clutched his collar, the more he said, the more wronged he was.
"Well, it should be killed, everyone should be killed."
Yan Wugui answered dumbfoundedly, helped him wipe away the inexhaustible tears, lowered his voice patiently and slowly coaxed him, and kissed him gently over and over again.
After finally coaxing Jiang Mian to sleep, Yan Wugui felt relieved, covered the quilt lightly, put his arms around him and closed his eyes.
But after a long time, he opened his eyes again in the dark, staring at the end of Jiang Mian's red eyes, involuntarily raised his hand to cover it slowly for a moment, and gave a low laugh.
[Di——mission success rate increased by 5%. 】