Love your pet egg

A huge suction engulfed Eleven and Jiang Li like a whirlpool. It was like waking up after a dream. Shrouded in the purple mysterious light of the Kunlun Mirror, Jiang Xiaoli rubbed his eyes blankly, as if he didn't know where he was today.

There was a violent knock on the closed door, accompanied by Yun Shu's eager cry:

"Eleven, Eleven, are you there? Open the door!"

Lin Xuan said impatiently: "Brother, stop knocking, just break through the door and go in!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the door was broken open with a "bang", and Yun Shu broke in: "Eleventh!"

"Eh?" After closing the curtain, the boy in red opened a corner of the curtain and poked his head out, looking strangely at the person who broke into his room, "What are you doing?"

Yun Shu paused in his footsteps, and the whole room was lingering with a lingering faint fragrance of flowers, but there was no one else. He opened his eyes, and calmly glanced around the room with his peripheral vision:

"There is a strong wind in the courtyard, which is very unusual. I'll come over to see if there's anything wrong."

"No! I'm already asleep! Thank you, Master Yun, for your concern," 11 covered the tent with both hands, only his head was exposed, and he yawned big without saying anything, and looked at Yun Shu with watery eyes. , the need to continue sleeping is evident.

"It's fine," Yun Shu and Lin Xuan, who followed in and inspected the room, exchanged glances. Lin Xuan shook his head slightly, and Yun Shu smiled, "Do you want to change the room? This room smells a bit Heavy."

"No need, this fragrance smells very good."

Yun Shu had no choice but to say, "Then you can continue to sleep, and you have to get up early tomorrow."

"Bye-Bye!"

Eleven didn't care whether people could understand or not, she closed the curtain tightly and fell down on the bed.

Even though Yun Shu and Lin Xuan were full of doubts, they had no choice but to leave the room.

"Senior brother, that Ghost King has clearly been here!" Lin Xuan was a little annoyed, "How could he be fine?"

"Maybe it's because the ghost king discovered that eleven is the fire spirit root?" Yun Shu said, "Yanghuo overcomes yin, and forcibly searching for the soul will also hurt the ghost king. It's not like there's no such precedent before, not to mention that we didn't have an order from the master this time. The ghost king may not want to cause trouble, after all we have not had direct contact with the ghost king, so it makes sense that he didn't attack Eleven."

Lin Xuan was unhappy: "I still think he is suspicious..."

"Okay, let's take him back to the palace, the head teacher and the master have their own decisions," Yun Shu pinched his forehead wearily, "Go back to the room!"

Eleven over there watched the two of Yunshu leave, and immediately dug Jiang Xiaoli out of the quilt. The quilt on the bed was as soft as clouds, wrapping the child layer by layer, like a tightly wrapped blanket. Solid silkworm chrysalis.

Eleven felt guilty for the ghost king, and didn't want to see him fight with Yun Shu. He suddenly woke up from the ghost king's sea of ​​consciousness and heard Yun Shu knocking on the door. Eleven decisively took the ghost king into Guikuxian , Thinking of Yunshu's trial of arranging two children to live in one room, he stuffed Jiang Li under the quilt and sent the two away.

Jiang Li's face was flushed, and he looked out of breath. He hadn't forgotten the scene he had seen in the Ghost King's Sea of ​​Consciousness. Thinking of what Lou Zhi and Mudan had done on this bed, Jiang Li felt his whole body was covered with blood. He picked up the nails and fled out of bed on hands and feet.

The ghost king in front of him was wearing a black cloak, with a gloomy and cold aura covering his whole body. He was completely different from the cheerful and warm Tanhua Lang. He looked at the smiling Eleven in surprise, and hid the red flower in his hand. In the wide sleeves of the robe, the floating body took two steps back, watching Eleven vigilantly:

"who are you?"

"I'm not 'someone'," Eleven sat cross-legged on the bed, and told a cold joke thoughtfully, "I'm Feng Eleven."

A child and a ghost king present were speechless for a moment.

Eleven scratched his head: "Well... I'm sorry to say that, the egg that smashed the Flower Demon's cave back then was me..."

The ghost king was not very surprised: "I probably guessed it. I have seen the mirror you just took out."

The venerable appeared several times back then, holding a boy in white clothes in his arms, and once the boy was holding this ancient bronze mirror in his hand, and then connected with Peony once said that the egg gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it might be a divine beast It is not surprising that the descendants can take human form.

"You don't need to be sorry, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to meet Peony, I should thank you." Ghost King said this from the heart.

"He only has a sliver of consciousness left," Eleven said. "He should have lost his soul in such a heavy thunder calamity. It is because you have been nourishing him with your cultivation that you have been able to maintain it until now? You use search for strangers?" Soul art, you want to use other people's souls to mend his consciousness?"

The ghost king lowered his eyelashes slightly, acquiescing.

"The flower demon has given you 500 years of cultivation. If you continue to practice, you can be a loose fairy now. Why do you become a ghost king?"

As soon as Jiang Li asked, he was stared at by the ghost king Youliang's eyes. He bit his tongue angrily. He had been with someone like Eleven for a long time, and he even forgot to hide himself. A five-year-old How can a child understand this, but the ghost king can immediately find out that something is wrong with him.

Jiang Li's mood at the moment is very complicated. In his previous life, he was trained by the ghost king for many years with soul-searching techniques. Later, he became a demon king and took revenge on the ghost king. At that time, he didn't know the meaning of this peony flower, but he never He didn't see the ghost king leaving his hand, and knew that it was a very important thing to the ghost king. He stepped on the ghost king and tore off the petals one by one. The dripping red flower juice seemed to flow all over the ground.

At that time, his heart and eyes were full of revenge, he only felt relieved when he saw the crazy collapse of the ghost king's eyes, how could he know that he had done such a big evil.

Jiang Li held his palm fiercely, his heart felt a little cold, and he couldn't help but feel ridiculous. He had gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes and thought that his heart was as cold as a stone, but at this moment he felt remorse. He couldn't help but think that if he knew back then Will he still be able to deal with the ghost king's past?

Probably he can go on, he has never witnessed the past of the relationship between a man and a monster, how can he experience such feelings, I am afraid that the more important the peony is to the King of Ghosts, the happier he will be when he is destroyed .

He was born a devil, and he took other people's happiness as his pain, wasn't he?

The ghost king glanced at Jiang Li thoughtfully, but didn't say anything immediately: "Peony... After leaving, I was completely hopeless and had no intention of living, but he gave me his cultivation base to help me get out of the mortal body, but I didn't know what to do." I can't even die free..."

He skipped the middle and searched all over the fairy gates, trying to find the way to revive the peony, but he couldn't find it, and he provoked the ghosts everywhere, and wanted to die under the hands of demons and ghosts for a period of time. Simply put,

"...The venerable later appeared again. He seemed to have anticipated everything. He extracted a ray of peony's consciousness long ago and handed it back to me. I will continue to improve my cultivation and feed him with spiritual power. , looking forward to the day when he can reshape his human body, I follow His Holiness' instructions to use the ghost crying string to kill evil spirits until I die with the king of evil ghosts.

The underworld recognized my merits and cultivation, and sealed me as the king of ghosts. I got the soul-locking silk and learned the soul-searching technique... But the venerable was worried that I would abuse the magic and cause disasters one day, so he suppressed me with ghost crying strings. Here, he also asked me to wait patiently, saying, 'One day the person who tied the bell will come to untie it'..."

Speaking of this, the ghost king's eyes sharpened, and he shot at Jiang Li, "The ghost crying string was sealed by the Venerable, and even Daluo Jinxian couldn't untie it. How did you get the ghost crying string?"

Jiang Li was startled, but Eleven pursed his lips tightly and said sadly:

"The Heavenly Tribulation a few days ago, my master...sacrificed to heaven, this seal will be unsealed automatically, Jiang Xiaoli can get it..."

"So that's how it is," the ghost king was also dejected, and he continued after a long silence, "The two sects of immortals and demons often have secret agents dormant, and they will send people here for me to search for their souls. Into the Yunji Palace? And they sent me here?"

Eleven looked up blankly, and said heartlessly:

"I don't know. The two little fairies brought me here. Maybe they don't know the pros and cons of it. Fortunately, I'm the one who lives there. If you didn't search the souls of those children, I'm afraid Something big is going to happen!"

The ghost king was speechless for a while, before he reminded him with difficulty: "Anyone who trades with me and is about to be searched for soul will have an emblem on his back..."

Eleven hooked his neck and looked behind him: "Do I have an emblem on my back? What emblem?"

He slowed down a lot, and finally realized later, "Did Yun Shu and Lin Xuan trick me into coming in on purpose and asked you to search for my soul? Why?"

"They may think your identity is suspicious..."

"Oh," in Eleven's eyes, Yun Shu and Lin Xuan are disciples and grandchildren dozens of generations away. Even if such a junior offends him, he can tolerate it generously, and then waved his hands nonchalantly, "Then they You should explain it to me, if Jiang Xiaoli hadn't come over, I might have burned you!"

The ghost king's face changed, and he closed the sleeve that hid the flower again.

"Hey! Don't be afraid, I won't burn you now. You said earlier that my master once said that 'one day the person who tied the bell will come to untie the bell'?"

"Yes," the ghost king hesitated for a moment, but still confessed, "When I first acquired the soul search technique, I was a little... out of control. His lord confined me here, and he did say such a sentence."

"The person who tied the bell...isn't that me?" Eleven thought thoughtfully, "So at that time, the master thought that one day I would solve this karma by myself? But how can I solve it?"

He stroked his chin, fell into deep thought, and said bluntly, "Although the cause of this incident lies with me, you and the flower demon have repeatedly committed catastrophe. He is also good at searching for souls, and everything cannot be reversed. It is easy to revive a little flower demon with my master's magic power, but he didn't do it, and you two deserve these punishments..."

"Brother Eleven," Jiang Li said suddenly, his voice was even coquettish and soft, he felt a chill in his heart, then his expression remained unchanged, he looked up at Eleven innocently, and continued to act like a spoiled child. "The flower demon is so pitiful..."

"Don't interrupt," Eleven patted Jiang Xiaoli's head, "I haven't finished yet!"

"In the past thousand years, you have accumulated merits and virtues, and he has also suffered the punishment of heaven. All the merits and demerits have been cancelled, not to mention," he smiled suddenly, his eyes were as bright as stars, completely different from his usual innocent eyes. It's different, this gaze reveals the tolerance and sympathetic pity of the superior, "I appeared here, everything started because of me, and it should end with me. It's not difficult to help this peony flower demon reshape her body." ..."

As soon as the last sentence came out, the ghost king had already prostrated himself on the ground, and his cold eyes looked at Eleven as if two clusters of flames had been lit for a moment:

"If the Venerable has a way to save Peony, Huang Liuhe is willing to be sent by the Venerable, and the saddle and the horse will die!"

Eleven jumped down from the bed, and while groping in his enamelled ring with his head down, he said heartlessly: "You ghost, how can there be 'ten thousand deaths'? You only need to die once and you will be wiped out!"

Ghost King: "..."

Jiang Li couldn't help laughing. When Eleven was talking, there was a moment when he felt that there was a golden glow behind Eleven. The kindness in his eyes that tolerated the world made Jiang Li's heart skip a beat. Jumping wildly, any one of the elders in the Sixteenth Palace of the Immortal Gate could not compare to that kind of natural gift and ritual, which made Jiang Li realize very clearly that this young man who was with him day and night and cared for him very much He is an out-and-out little deity, his rewards and punishments are well-founded, and he strikes the ground... Who knows that this guy is handsome but only three words will break his merits.

Eleven took out a small jade bottle: "Take out that branch of peony!"

"This is it?" Ghost King looked at the little bottle hesitantly, looking worried. He wasn't afraid that Shi Shi would have bad intentions, but this young fairy had no city in his chest, so he looked a little unreliable.

"This is blood coagulation essence, which is even rarer than the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir. Your little flower demon has not been able to concentrate the three elements after so many years of raising it. Using this can help him gather the three elements and regain his energy. But baby...it's just a drop on my body, I don't know if there will be any more in the future...do you want it?"

He said it so clearly that the ghost king immediately shouted: "Yes! Yes!"

The ghost king carefully took out the peony branch, as if holding a fragile and peerless treasure, looked at Eleven expectantly and warily, and said very solemnly: "Trouble your lord."

Eleven unscrewed the bottle cap, and a faint fishy smell mixed with a strange fragrance floated out of the bottle. It smelled weird but not disgusting. The bead-like liquid dripped in the center of the stamen and was quickly absorbed.

The ghost king stared intently, his hands trembling slightly, the flower was originally very bright in color, but after absorbing the blood condensate, it suddenly looked like a frost-beaten eggplant, and "pata" drooped its head!

"What's going on here?!" Ghost King suddenly stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, black air was rising from his body, and he was about to fight Eleven for his life.

"Hey! Don't worry," Eleven called out, "Just wait a little longer!"

There was a light crackling sound in the air, as if the joints were wrong, and under the unblinking stares of several people with different expressions, the decadent peony straightened up a little bit, and the bright red petals looked like It was coated with a layer of gold powder, giving off a sparkling brilliance.

"Ha! That's true!" Eleven snapped his fingers excitedly, "The words of the star official will not deceive me!"

The ghost king's face was full of joy before he could take it back, but it turned into astonishment in an instant: "The script?"

"That's right. When I was young, I read the book about the resurrection of Nezha by the real Taiyi, and it was written like this..." Eleven happily rubbed his fists in the ghost king's dark face, "When I find suitable materials, I will give it to you." The flower demon recreates a body, but I have never learned how to carve... The Yunji Palace is said to be the best school of refining weapons among the immortal sects? It is a place to learn craftsmanship..."

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Suicong Mountain is covered with snow all the year round. Looking down from a high altitude, the vast whiteness under your feet is boundless. It is hard to tell where is the cloud and where is the snow.

Yunji Palace is located at the top of the snow peak of Suikong Mountain, surrounded by the flowing clouds in the sky, it is like a round of bright moon hanging on the top of the peak, dotted with countless palaces and stars, like the whistling Milky Way in the nine heavens , is spectacular.

A group of chattering children held their breath at this moment, staring dumbfounded.

Yun Shu and Lin Xuan lowered the long sword of the envoy several hundred feet. Above this height, one can see the majestic and majestic gate of the Yunji Palace, surrounded by auspicious aura, and the white cloud crane stretched its long wings across the sky, singing loudly. The sound of chirping suppressed the clouds, and the pale golden sunlight covered every corner of the palace, shining everywhere.

The towns at the foot of the mountain also regained their vitality faster than other places. The houses were neat and tidy, with obvious signs of repair and reconstruction. The street market was full of people, and the hawkers were shouting, making it lively and bustling.

It was noon, and every household was full of smoke, and even the teahouses and restaurants were full of people.

"You rest here temporarily," Yun Shu brought a group of children into an inn, allocated rooms for them, and then said, "Three days later, the general election of Yunji Palace, you need to participate in the selection test, and those who pass can stay. Even if you don't pass, don't be afraid, someone will send you back safely, if you need food and drink, you can just tell Xiaoer directly, although this place is very safe, but try not to run around if you have nothing to do, other...do you have any questions?"

The children all shook their heads obediently.

"Then Lin Xuan and I will leave first, see you in three days." After speaking, he nodded and smiled at Eleven, and left with Lin Xuan.

Without the presence of the two fairy elders, the children suddenly became unrestrained.

At this time, in the Hanji Hall of Yunji Palace, two real people in blue Taoist robes were staring at a bronze mirror hanging in the air. The image shown in the mirror was the lobby of the inn. There were several dining tables in the lobby. Most of them were surrounded by children. Except for Eleven and his party, the other Yunji Palace disciples who were sent down the mountain also rushed back one after another, bringing back the children who were going to take part in the selection test from all over the world.

"Yunshu is talking about this child," said the older man, Gu Honggui, the guardian elder of Yunji Palace. He looked to be in his forties and had a dignified face. The boy in red asked, "Junior Brother, what might you see?"

The young man beside him was dressed in blue and had white hair, and his face was frosty. It was the palace master Yun Jihan. He looked at the young man for a while, then shook his head slightly:

"It's so far away, you can't be sure."

"It is said that he is the root of the fire spirit. Is there any venerable in the temple who uses fire as the spirit?"

"If it is the nine little venerables of the deity, none of them use fire as their spirit, and there are thousands of disciples under the deity's sect, but I can't count them one by one."

Under the catastrophe, the whole palace of the Qinglong Temple was destroyed. The dragon candle on the altar had been extinguished, but it was lit up for no reason a few days ago. This shows that there are still venerables in the temple, but the candle is weak. Very, shrouded in the atmosphere of mortal smoke and fire, it can be seen that this venerable is living in the mortal world.

While Yunji Palace sent disciples down the mountain to rescue the disaster, it also issued an order to find the person. The order was extremely vague, "the man of destiny", because the head teacher did not know the specific characteristics of that person.

Gu Honggui sighed and said:

"Only the Qinglong Temple of the Sifang Temple has survived to this day. My Yunji Palace has enshrined the Qinglong Temple for generations. Only with the blessing of the gods can I be the first among the sixteen palaces of the Immortal Gate. These false names are second. It's just that the world is in chaos now, and there are demons dancing around. The world can stabilize people's hearts, if this young man is really a member of the temple, it is a blessing for the common people... I can't wait for three days, I will go and find out now!"

After dinner, Eleven took a group of children to the market. Jiang Li excused himself to sleep and stayed in the inn alone. He closed the door, took out the ghost crying string, and released the ghost king.

Guikuxian is in the final analysis a thing of the temple, but Eleven still gave it to Jiang Li for safekeeping, and helped him make an ordinary Qiankun ring, which can store items without spiritual power. Eleven promised to reshape the body for the peony flower demon, The ghost king followed all the way. He was very high-cultivated, and he was hidden in the string of ghosts crying. Yun Shu and Lin Xuan couldn't detect it at all.

"I knew you were an unusual child," Ghost King stared at the little boy in front of you with Youyou eyes, "Aren't you afraid that I will search for your soul if the Venerable is not here?"

"You won't," Jiang Li said confidently, "I, a mortal, can't stop you from searching your soul. If you attack me, you won't be able to spare you when you come back on eleventh day."

"He trusts you so much, but you keep everything secret," Ghost King snorted coldly, "It's best not to let me know that you have a different heart!"

"Eleven is straightforward, but not stupid. He trusts me because he knows that I won't harm him."

The ghost king narrowed his eyes: "You have no cultivation, why can you maintain a childish body?" He firmly believed that Jiang Li would never be a five-year-old child, but he couldn't see the identity of this person for a while, so he couldn't help being very confused.

Jiang Li smiled slyly: "Instead of wasting time guessing my identity, why don't we make a deal? Eleven said that there are several materials that must be used to sculpt the body of the Peony Flower Demon. Among them, Kunwu Ziyawu, I know Where is it, you accompany me to a place, and I will take you to find Kunwu Ziyawu."