The beauty of this deity is the best in the world of self-cultivation

Ye Shangqiu responded lightly, with awe-inspiring aura on his body, and he was ready to defend with the circulation of his true energy.

Shang Yuci stopped, but did not let go of Ye Shangqiu's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hoarse voice came out from the hood: "Which fellow Taoist is so interested in the two of us? You might as well come out and talk about it, why hide your head and show your tail.”

After his words fell, the surroundings were quiet, as if the slight strangeness he felt just now did not exist.

The corners of Shang Yuci's lips curled slightly, revealing a gentle and compassionate smile, but the movements of his hands ran counter to his expression, a fierce offensive was suddenly set off, and the sharp true essence pierced in all directions like a blade, and the golden light disappeared. The sound of the Buddha was loud, and the formations that had been set up here before were broken and shattered into tiny shimmers that floated down.

"Is it beautiful?" Shang Yuci looked at the shimmering formation falling from the sky, thought for a while, and suddenly lowered his head and asked softly, "Master, do you like it?"

Ye Shangqiu's head moved slightly, and from other angles, it was as if he had really followed Shang Yuci's words and looked up at the faint light of the formation.

"...Shang Ke." After a while, Ye Shangqiu's cold voice came into Shang Yuci's sea of ​​consciousness lightly, but it made Shang Yuci's eyebrows and eyes become more gentle in an instant.

"As long as the master likes it." As Shang Yuci said, he stepped on his feet, and while his true essence was surging, there were several muffled sounds in the surrounding space, and the gorgeous spiritual light shone beside them, turning the ink black The night sky is dotted with beauty like stars.

Ye Shangqiu took in the gorgeous scenery through the hood, and inexplicably remembered the sea of ​​stars that often appeared in those strange memories of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ancient wood, Xinghai, elixir, and... that gentle and handsome Buddha cultivator haunted by murderous intent.

That's pretty much what those memories are made of.

It seems that these things appeared from those memories... and that person, who has been with him all the time.

"Tianjun, let's see—"

The young man in white monk robe smiled and pointed towards the air as if offering a treasure.The vast sea of ​​stars was artificially disturbed, and the stars rippled like autumn water, and the stars circled and circled in the sky, and finally turned into a spiritual flower.

"do you like it?"

……

Ye Shangqiu's eyes moved slightly, watching the scattered light of the formation quietly dissipate.He withdrew his gaze, and his long black eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his eyes that rarely showed any emotion.

Shang Yuci seemed to have sensed the change in Ye Shangqiu's mood, and his already gentle movements became softer, and the sharp murderous aura wrapped Ye Shangqiu in an incomparable harmony, which was rare under the cold and severe shell. real warmth.

"Don't blame the two seniors."

Just when Shang Yuci was about to continue "destroying", an old voice suddenly came from the corner, and Ye Shangqiu looked up, just in time to see a dozen people in black robes hurriedly coming out of it.

I don't know if it's his intuition as a pharmacist...

The man in black at the head didn't feel very tough to him, and even seemed a bit bluffing.

The group of men in black robes stopped about ten feet away from Ye Shangqiu and Shang Yuci, and the leader saluted them respectfully, saying: "The people under Shicai's ignorance, Offended the two venerables, please don't blame the two venerables."

Ye Shangqiu patted Shang Yuci's hand, motioned him to let go, and then said coldly, "En."

The black-robed man didn't expect to hear such a hoarse voice, and couldn't guess what the two of them meant, so he was stunned for a moment, and then his gesture became more respectful: "Actually, my master I have great respect for the two venerables, and this time I was sent out to invite the two venerables to come and talk, but the servants under him are ignorant, but... they disturbed the two venerables."

Shang Yuci's eyebrows and eyes were kind, with a smile on his lips, but his tone was light: "Since he is so sincere, why doesn't he come here by himself?"

The black-robed man bowed deeply: "I dare not talk about this matter, if the two venerables are interested, just follow me and wait to find out."

As he spoke, he stood fixedly in the same place and looked at Ye Shangqiu and Shang Yuci, with a strong sense of "I will get you over no matter what" is imperative.

Tsk... Trouble.

"What if the two of us are not interested." Shang Yuci asked with a chuckle.

The leader of the man in black also laughed slowly, his old voice sounded very muddy: "My master said that the two venerables must be interested."

He paused, then said mysteriously: "Don't you two want to know what is contained in that spatial spiritual tool?"

Ye Shangqiu: "..."

He really knew it a long time ago.

"So it's that one." Shang Yuci said softly with no clear meaning, the soft voice fell into the ears of the man in black, but he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Even though he is already in the middle stage of transformation, he can be regarded as a mainstay in this cultivation world, but in front of these two people, he dare not have the slightest arrogance.

them……

The smell is so strange.

It was so overwhelming that he couldn't even breathe.

"Master said..." His voice suddenly became a little difficult, and after uttering a few words with difficulty, a huge murderous aura hit him in the face. He was horrified, and suddenly used many methods, It was only then that he was able to resist the murderous aura in front of his body after using up all his true energy and several magic weapons, "What do you two venerables mean?"

"... What will happen if you kill someone in the black market?" Shang Yuci tilted his head and asked, the word "Master" rolled and melted on the tip of his tongue like sweet honey.

"It's nothing." Ye Shangqiu looked up at him and replied calmly.

The expression of the man in black changed slightly under his robe, and he couldn't help but said: "You two really don't want to give my master some face?"

"The two of us don't know who your master is, and where did you come from not giving the big hat of face?" Shang Yuci slowly pursed his lips, "This fellow Taoist, don't make false statements. "

The man in black was so stimulated that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Why do you two fellow Taoists make things difficult for them?" A soft, even somewhat bleak male voice came from a distance, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

Ye Shangqiu's expression did not change, but he turned his head and looked in a direction beside him.

"My lord!" the black-robed man looked at the white-robed young man coming from Yukong, and shouted excitedly.

The young man in white robe glanced at him, then waved his sleeves and said softly, "Go back."

The leader in black robe should be.

"Is it us who made things difficult for them?" Shang Yuci rubbed Ye Shangqiu's shoulder, "...I have never seen such a self-aware person."

"Is that right, Master?" Shang Yuci said via voice transmission.

Ye Shangqiu glanced at the feminine young man, nodded slowly, and replied expressionlessly, "Yes."

Seriously.

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