The days of being a cook in fairyland

"This is indeed Rong Jin's right, or more precisely, it should be a strand of Rong Jin's spiritual thoughts." Sitting at the table, Xi Chong poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Yin Xiaobei.

Because the devilish energy of everyone in the secret path had been completely extracted by the Yanxin lotus, and the fight was naturally impossible, so Xi Chong simply returned to his original state, took Jing Yan and Ke Yishan who were in charge of leading the way, and left with Yin Xiaobei After entering the secret path of the Puppet Sect, he randomly found an inn nearby to stay.

"Spiritual thoughts?" Yin Xiaobei thought for a while, and always felt that this word sounded familiar.

By the way, when I was in the Immortal World before, Situ Jin mentioned it occasionally, saying that the previous Immortal Emperor did not like government affairs, and often practiced in closed doors. The minister simply distributed a wisp of divine sense.

So is Rong Jin retreating somewhere now?

But he always felt something was wrong, Yin Xiaobei couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Rong Jin who was standing by the window with a dazed expression.

"To a certain extent, it is actually very common in ordinary sects to separate a ray of spiritual thoughts to deal with external sundries during retreat like this," Xi Chongdao couldn't help but look a little complicated, "but here In this case, the separated divine thoughts will generally inherit the monk's own memory, and even a considerable part of his cultivation, it is almost impossible for him to be in a situation where he doesn't remember anything."

I also want to know, if the allocated divine sense doesn't remember anything, how can it replace the retreating monk and deal with the sundries outside when he can't go out.

"Did you ask him carefully just now, does he not remember anything, or can he only remember part of it?" Xi Chong thought for a while.

"I don't remember at all." Yin Xiaobei shook his head, and couldn't help being a little frustrated when he mentioned this.

My name, why is it here, what happened before.No matter what Yin Xiaobei asked him, the current Rong Jin didn't know anything and could only shake his head blankly.

I thought things had turned around, but in fact nothing was solved at all.The so-called turning point is nothing more than pushing all the problems back to the beginning.

"Don't worry," Xi Chong grabbed Yin Xiaobei's shoulders, "I have already called the little uncle with the Jade Talisman of Communication, and with his Momentary Lamp, I should be able to find some clues."

Yin Xiaobei nodded, that's all he could do.

But Qin Wuyue was coming over soon, Yin Xiaobei suddenly remembered something that he had neglected for a long time, and his whole body stiffened immediately.

Ruined.

Xi Chong: "..." What's going on, what happened?

Qin Wuyue is currently in the Lower Nine Heavens with Qin Wu and Qin Jiu, and it will take half a day at the fastest to come here.

Having nothing to do, Xi Chong simply took out all the memorials and jade slips that he had brought from the Immortal Court before, and dealt with a few urgent matters. When he raised his head again, he found that Yin Xiaobei was in a panic Lie down on the bed weakly.

Xi Chong raised his eyebrows, walked over and took out the book in Yin Xiaobei's hand, and found out that it was a sword manual.

"This is what the little uncle gave you?" Xi Chong asked.

Yin Xiaobei nodded without tears. Qin Wuyue had thought about teaching him swordsmanship when he was in the Immortal Realm, but later found that his foundation was so poor that it was unbearable, so he simply threw it to him. I gave him a sword manual, and told him not to care about the meaning in it for the time being, but to memorize it verbatim first.

The ancient text is so thick, he can understand every line of characters separately, and he can't even read them smoothly when put together. Let alone memorizing it, it may be difficult for him to read it from beginning to end.

Yin Xiaobei counted with his fingers, there were still a few days left before the time limit Qin Wuyue gave him, oh, no, after so many days in Netherworld, the time limit should have already passed.

pill……

"Well, my uncle is indeed very strict when teaching people how to learn swordsmanship." Returning the book to Yin Xiaobei, Xi Chong couldn't help laughing, "But don't worry, you don't have cultivation now, he Even if they want to punish you, at most they will just let you go to the bottom of the cliff for ten and a half months, and it will be over after a while."

What the hell is going to the wall under the cliff.

Yin Xiaobei narrowed his eyes, always feeling that there was something in the other party's words, so he rushed over quickly: "Do you have a solution?"

"Yes, yes," Xi Chong hugged him, and said calmly, "But if I can save you from being punished, how are you going to thank me?"

Yin Xiaobei's ears turned red, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Rong Jin, or Rong Jin's divine sense, squatting on the ground, leaning against the bed, propping his chin with both hands, and using a very ignorant "What are you doing?" I don't know anything" looked over.

"Why, what's the matter?" Yin Xiaobei quickly pushed Xi Chong away and asked.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I seem to remember something just now, and I wanted to tell you, but later I found out that I must have made a mistake." Rong Jin said with a good-tempered smile.

remember what...

Yin Xiaobei was taken aback, and quickly said: "No, don't worry about making a mistake, you just remembered something, can you talk about it first, anything is fine."

Rong Jin recalled for a moment: "Actually, it was just a passing scene, very vague. If I have to say it, I feel that I should have seen a lot of water."

water?

Yin Xiaobei couldn't help frowning.

"The water is very deep, and only very little light can penetrate, and the surface of the water is covered with broken ice." Rong Jin raised his head, showing that somewhat confused expression again, "It's dark everywhere, and it's very cold. It seems to be able to penetrate the meridians and bone marrow all the time."

Subconsciously stretched out his hand, but his fingertips passed through Yin Xiaobei's body again, Rong Jin pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly showed an expression of weeping.

"You..." Yin Xiaobei's heart twitched, and he suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Can you accompany me, just say anything." Rong Jin asked pitifully.

Yin Xiaobei nodded quickly, and at the same time pushed the people around him to let him go outside for a while.

Xi Chong: "..." Would you believe me if I said he was a liar?

Xi Chong frowned, always felt that Rong Jin seemed to dislike him, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

Then Xi Chong soon discovered that this was not an illusion at all.For the next half a day, as long as Xi Chong gets a little closer to Yin Xiaobei, Rong Jin will inevitably appear, and then he will use various reasons to send Yin Xiaobei away.

However, Rong Jin is still just a ray of divine thoughts, and can only parasitize in the magic weapon Yanxin lotus, so he can't be too far away from Yin Xiaobei, and he can't even shake him off.

The only good thing is that Qin Wuyue and his party arrived at noon the next day, and Xi Chong threw Yanxinlian to Qin Wuyue immediately without saying a word.

Even though she had made enough psychological preparations in advance, Qin Wuyue couldn't help being stunned when she saw that familiar figure for the first time.

In 51 years, from the time he brought Rong Jin back to the Immortal Realm, to the strong opposition from the previous Immortal Emperor, to Xi Chong who secretly sent someone to send Rong Jin back to Netherworld without telling him, to the time when Rong Jin's fate card was broken, he also There are so many demons in his mind that he almost fell into a demon... 51 years have passed, and the person in front of him is still the same as when he first saw it.

"Who are you?" Rong Jin, who was pestering Yin Xiaobei to talk, turned around and looked blankly at the stranger who was slowly walking in front of her. A strange feeling came.

Rong Jin tilted his head in confusion: "It's strange, did I see you a long time ago?"

"Yes," Qin Wuyue said in a hoarse voice, reaching out to touch his cheek through the void, "I finally found you again."

"Master, I..." Before Qin Jiu could finish his sentence, he was dragged out of the door by Qin Wu who was following behind, covering his mouth.

Yin Xiaobei pulled Xi Chong who was beside him, and signaled that he would also go out first, to give the two of them some time to spend alone.

"No need," Qin Wuyue calmed down, then turned around and said, "There's still a lot of time in the future, don't rush at this moment, it's time to get down to business now."

He didn't say anything later, although the person in front of him is just a ray of divine sense, but the situation is obviously wrong, which probably means that there is also something wrong with Rong Jin's own situation.

"That's fine too," Xi Chong nodded, "Then use the lamp in your hand first. If it still doesn't work, Lord Jing Mo is next door. Although the devil energy in his body has been exhausted now, but The tricks in my hands should be used a few more times."

Yin Xiaobei: "..." What is it that suddenly feels that Lord Jing Mo is a bit miserable.

Qin Wuyue didn't hesitate any longer, and directly took out the Xuyu Lamp.

Countless golden ribbons overflowed from the lights, passed through Rong Jin's chest, and broke into fine light spots in mid-air in an instant. The countless light spots scattered and gathered, and slowly formed a clear picture in the void .

"This is..." Yin Xiaobei raised his head in surprise.

As Rong Jin said before, he is indeed in deep water now.

The water was rippling, and the light was dim. Occasionally, a glimmer of light came in, but almost no living things could be seen. Only the young man with a calm face curled up, his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep.

"Hey, what is this place?" Qin Jiu opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

Qin Wu frowned tightly: "If I guess correctly, this should be the Chiyue Secret Realm."

Scarlet Moon Secret Realm?

The phantom projected by the shuji lamp in mid-air had disappeared without a trace. Yin Xiaobei scratched his hair, feeling that this place sounded familiar.

In the seventh heaven, Youshan Mausoleum.

In the dark tomb, Shen Yuquan opened his eyes and put a chess piece on the board.

Just as the pawn fell to the ground, there was a sudden pain in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, there was already a thin line of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Sir!" A Ran, who opened the door and came in, was startled, and rushed towards him without caring about the things in his hand.

"I'm fine." Shen Yuquan waved his hand with a pale face, and put down another chess piece in his hand.

It's already like this, how could it be okay.

A Ran was so uncomfortable that he hurriedly took out the handkerchief from his arms, and reached out to wipe the blood on his lips.

"Is there really no other way?" Halfway through the rubbing, A Ran finally couldn't help asking.

Shen Yuquan smiled, shook his head, and his eyes lightly fell on the chessboard in front of him: "It's not so easy to fight against the sky, naturally you have to pay some price, and..."

And the chess game has already been laid out, just waiting for the pieces to return to their positions.