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Of course, those disciples are also a minority, and most disciples still prefer Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao also doesn't care what those people think, after all, it won't have any influence on her.

But the artifact that Lu Qingyao bound this time is not an ordinary artifact, but a Xuantian Pagoda with its own secret cave. In the Xuantian Pagoda are not only precious cheat books but also a large number of precious spiritual plants, and the cave is full of spiritual power , no matter what spiritual plant is put in, it can grow quickly.

Moreover, the person who owns the Xuantian Pagoda means that they will have a greater advantage in the secret realm of Luanhe Valley two years later.

"Master, what is so special about this Luanhe Valley?" Jiang Yao has heard too many things about Luanhe Valley, but if she understands it, Jiang Yao really doesn't know what is so special about this place.

Apart from the possible relationship with the Demon Race, there is no other clue.

Murong Zhao looked at Jiang Yao, his eyes drooping slightly, and said, "We'll talk about this in detail when we get to the inn."

Jiang Yao understood, and finished dinner quietly with Murong Zhao.

It was night, and Jiang Yao came to Murong Zhao's Tianzi room.

When she was about to knock on the door as a signal, Murong Zhao's faint voice came from the door: "Come in."

Jiang Yao pushed the door open and entered, and saw Murong Zhao wearing a white coat sitting on a stool, holding a bundle of bamboo slips in his hand.

Murong Zhao seldom wears white clothes on weekdays, but today he suddenly only wears a white undershirt, which makes Jiang Yao feel a little bit surprised, as if Murong Zhao's usually stern facial features have softened a bit.

Murong Zhao slightly raised his eyebrows to signal Jiang Yao to sit opposite him, and Jiang Yao followed his gaze and sat down directly.

After she sat down, Murong Zhao handed the bamboo slips in his hand to Jiang Yao: "Here is the information about Luanhe Valley."

Jiang Yao took the bamboo slips and probed with her spiritual sense, a lot of information appeared in her mind.

Luanhe Valley is indeed related to the demons. Luanhe Valley is located at the junction of the human domain and the demon domain. In the ancient war between humans and demons, the demons lost regrettably, so they retreated to the demon domain and could not invade the human race for a thousand years.

But now there are more and more demons in the Demon Realm, they need to expand their territory, and the human race is their best choice.

Two years later, the secret realm of Luanhe Valley is simply to select elite disciples and sects to crusade against the demons, and select the strongest disciple as the eye of the formation to seal Luanhe Valley.

When Jiang Yao saw the last sentence, her head twitched, and fragmentary memories flooded into her mind.

She was lying on an altar covered in blood in a white dress, her limbs were pierced, and a steady stream of blood flowed out from her limbs, slowly filling the dents on the altar.

Lu Qingyao was still standing not far away, with a soft smile on her face, she looked at Jiang Yao with a smile on her face and said, "Senior Sister, if you sacrificed for the whole world, everyone will remember you. Go at ease."

Apart from Lu Qingyao, Xuanyuan Li and Ning Chen were also standing there. They looked at Jiang Yao with indifference, as if they were just insignificant people.

The bursts of pain in the heart made Jiang Yao come back from the memory, and it was Murong Zhao who frowned and cared.

"Your palpitations are too abnormal. Let's go back to the sect quickly and let Hong Guang show you." Murong Zhao frowned, and naturally reached out to hold Jiang Yao's wrist, and quickly drained his spiritual power. Pass it into Jiang Yao's body for exploration.

Murong Zhao's fire spirit power has always been tyrannical and volatile, but when it was transferred into Jiang Yao's body, it was warm and harmless pure spirit power.

The warm current circulated around Jiang Yao's meridians for a week, but he still didn't detect any pain in Jiang Yao's body.

He pondered for a moment and then said: "Is it a problem with the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Jiang Yao frowned, and was about to speak, when Murong Zhao said with a serious face: "Jiang Yao, the problem of the sea of ​​consciousness is extremely serious, can you let me enter your sea of ​​consciousness to have a look?"

In fact, Jiang Yao also felt that it was a bit strange for her to trigger the memory of the original owner from time to time. If she entered the Sea of ​​Consciousness, she might be able to stimulate herself to obtain all the memories.

She pondered for a moment, and agreed to Murong Zhao.

But neither of them expected that the contact between the sea of ​​consciousness is tantamount to divine friendship, which is the behavior only of intimate Taoist couples.

At the moment when their spiritual senses touched, their bodies trembled at the same time, and Jiang Yao even felt a tingling sensation spreading from her lumbar spine to her whole body.

But the spiritual consciousness is already fused, if you withdraw rashly, it will be dangerous.

Murong Zhao blushed belatedly, without saying a word, he probed Jiang Yao's sea of ​​consciousness in a muffled voice.

After a process was over, Jiang Yao's whole body softened.

The whole room was extremely quiet, Murong Zhao was at a loss to support Jiang Yao, and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

It took Jiang Yao a long time to come back to her senses. The feeling of blending of consciousness and blank mind is really rare. It is comfortable, but it is a bit too exciting. She still has a feeling of weakness in her body.

But when she came back to her senses, she found that Murong Zhao's neck was tinged with red, and a bad taste came to Jiang Yao's heart. She said hoarsely: "Master, I know the sea is Is there really a problem? Why do I feel weak all over?"

Jiang Yao clearly saw how lethal these words were to Murong Zhao, the temperature of the hand caressing her rose sharply, her whole face turned red.

Murong Zhao seldom spoke stutteringly, his voice was hoarse: "You have no problem with knowing the sea, this is..."

He wiped his face, and then looked at Jiang Yao seriously, although his flushed face revealed his inner thoughts.

Murong Zhao took a deep breath, and said slowly, "That's a spiritual friendship. Although I... intended to check your sea of ​​consciousness, sorry, I will take responsibility."

"Master, what do you mean by being responsible?" Jiang Yao originally wanted to tease Murong Zhao, but she didn't expect this scene. She had some guesses in her heart, but she still asked.

"I..." Murong Zhao took another deep breath, and after holding Jiang Yao steady, he straightened up and said seriously, "If you don't mind, I want to be your Taoist companion."

He seemed to be a little nervous, rubbing the knuckles of his index finger with his thumb, and said again: "Although I am not the top of the mainland, if someone seeks trouble for you, I will definitely not let him go, and my property There are not many, as long as you want, my treasure house is also yours..."

What Murong Zhao said was inconsequential, he wanted to say that he would give up everything, but when he met Jiang Yao's eyes, he felt his blood surge up, and he couldn't speak clearly.

It was only later that he realized that he seemed to have had that kind of intention for his apprentice, but at this time the incident happened suddenly, and there was no room for him to avoid and react.