Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

As a well-known genius Taoist cultivator in the comprehension world, Ji Linchuan's life can only be described as dull.

Practice, practice, still practice.

He often sits cross-legged on the top of the snow-capped mountains alone, looking at the vastness of the sky and the earth, exploring the extremes of the heavens, or sitting quietly in the cave with his eyes closed, feeling the true energy flowing in his body, and comprehending the true meaning of the Dao.

This kind of life is extremely boring to others, but it is very normal to him.

Ji Linchuan still remembered what his master said to him when he first joined Shangxuanxianzong.

"Linchuan, just remember, you have been born to seek the Tao all your life."

"You should devote yourself to cultivation, not to be disturbed by external things, and then to conquer the path, so that you can live up to the high expectations of your teacher."

He has always followed Master's words.

Concentrating on cultivating, seeking the Tao with all one's heart, breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm in less than a hundred years, it seems that only a few people can do it in the long years of the Heavenly Spirit World, and all of these people will be peerless in the future.

And as the head of the younger generation of true disciples of Shangxuan Xianzong, he has always fulfilled his duties and cared for the younger brothers and sisters in the sect. Even if he is cold and talkative by nature, he still sticks to his duty and tries his best to help.

Take responsibility as a human being and pursue the infinite way of heaven.

This is the basis of all his actions.

He originally thought that this kind of life could be maintained until the day when he broke through the boundary and ascended or when his life energy was exhausted.

Yes, he thought.

Ji Linchuan woke up in severe pain.

Limbs and limbs, pain everywhere.Compared with the physical pain, the soul seemed to be crushed and glued together again. The pain was so painful that he wanted to go crazy. He wanted to struggle subconsciously, but found that he was firmly imprisoned, and even moving was an extravagant hope.

The scene where Ye Ziyi suddenly changed his face before he fell unconscious and pierced him with a sword through his chest from behind flashed in his mind.

That's right, when he was weakest and unprepared after crossing Yuanying, he was seriously injured by Ye Ziyi and outsiders' surprise attack, and when he was on the verge of death, he was thrown to the periphery of the Demon Realm with a teleportation formation.

He didn't know where the hatred of this fellow apprentice towards him came from, just like the shock he felt when he was betrayed.

Ji Linchuan recalled the last moment before he was seriously injured and fell into a coma, when a man in black seemed to be walking towards him.

Just as he was thinking hard about that person's appearance, the pain that tore his soul pulled him back to reality, leaving him no time to think about anything else. He could only struggle in this pain, trying to maintain his own clarity, but he was helplessly spread and died. The fierce demonic energy on his body entangled fiercely, dyeing his fragmented soul into another color.

Ninth level of the Demon Realm, the Hall of Fallen Destruction.

In the gloomy palace, only a few silently burning blue ghost fires kept the light on.

There was one person lying on the cold white jade bed.

The slender and thin body proportions are almost perfect, and the pale and flawless skin is completely exposed to the air, covered with strange and beautiful blood-colored lines.The lines are quite dense, as if they want to bind this person firmly, making people want to torture him a little bit more for no reason.

This person has an extremely cold face, as indifferent as a banished fairy, but it seems that because of the pain, the corners of the eyes are slightly red, and the black hair is spread out, against the pale skin, revealing the ultimate in dullness of Yeyan.

There was one person standing beside the bed.

The pitch-black demonic energy lingered on the side of the man, only a corner of the pitch-black clothes was exposed.The face looming in the demonic energy was handsome and bewitching, and the person on the bed was reflected in the dark pupils, his expression was cold and indifferent - it was a kind of gaze that looked at objects, not people.

He stretched out his hand, stroked the cheek of the person on the bed, and gradually continued down, across the perfect body, a cruel smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

"you're awake."

When Ji Linchuan opened his eyes, he heard a man's deep and magnetic voice.

He tried his best to support his body, but he couldn't do what he wanted, and he couldn't succeed in concentrating on it several times.He hadn't recovered from the extreme pain of tearing his mind and soul, and his whole body was so weak that he had to maintain the original flat lying position and could not move.

Then, he met the condescending gaze of that person.

The handsome and bewitching face that came into view made him dazed for a moment, and the way the other party looked at the plaything made his hair stand on end, and then he felt a deep sense of vigilance—this person's cultivation was unfathomable, and he was full of demonic energy. It's a magician!

He fell into the Demon Realm with serious injuries and survived by luck, but he also knew that the purpose of this Demon Cultivator would never be pure.Therefore, he tried his best to remain calm and said: "Thank you senior for saving me. If senior can let me leave the Demon Realm, I will be grateful in the future."

But he heard the man chuckle, the laughter was cold and tinged with cruelty, he did not respond to his request, but softly said: "...Senior, senior?"

He chewed these two words word by word, and said with a smile, "Wrong."

He reached out to lift Ji Linchuan's chin, and approached him, his dark eyes were full of possession and plunder: "You should call me 'Master', you know?"

Ji Linchuan immediately wanted to refute the other party's absurd words, but when he opened his mouth, he found that the words were stuck in his throat, as if he was forcibly restrained by something deep in the world, and he couldn't speak out no matter what.

On the contrary, it was the man's deep and cold words, which pierced through all defenses and hit the depths of his soul, touching the restriction imprinted in it, making him speak uncontrollably: "Um..."

He seemed to realize something, his pupils shrank suddenly, his voice trembled, his consciousness desperately stopped the sound he was about to make, but the unfinished words finally blurted out: "...Master."

With the sound of "Master" calling out, something seemed to shatter. He looked inside in horror, and found that the Nascent Soul he formed before coma was firmly imprisoned in the inner palace by black chains, and turned into a magic weapon. In the shape of a sword, all the meridians and flesh are filled with endless and deep devilish energy, and there is a cold and evil atmosphere everywhere.

This body no longer looks like a living person, but rather like an artifact that has been carefully refined.

"What did you do to me!" Ji Linchuan lost his voice.

The Demon Lord looked at him with great interest, and the truth he spoke was cold and cruel: "I sacrificed your flesh and blood, and refined you into a first-class magic weapon in this world." The Demon Lord stroked his cheek with his finger , "Are you happy? So far, you don't need to practice, and you can get eternal life. However, everything needs to be exchanged at an equal value. Serving me as the Lord is your price."

Ji Linchuan thought his words were ridiculous.

He never dreamed of eternal life!

The way of heaven is permanent. Since he joined the immortal sect at the age of seven, he has never been afraid of death. He only hopes that one day he can reach the end of the way of heaven and get a glimpse of the true meaning of the world, not the so-called eternal life.

What he really fears is the inability to seek the way, the endless ignorance.

And this magic cultivator actually ruined his path!

Ji Linchuan was already filled with resentment, but he couldn't do anything because of the confinement.

Mozun looked at his expression that became more and more breathtaking due to anger, and suddenly smiled lightly.

"Oh, looking at you, it seems that you are not reconciled," he said gently and cruelly, "Then I will let you firmly remember your current identity and the attitude you should have towards me."

"Being my master is not just being my weapon, fighting for me."

"I also want your body, completely, controlled by me, and surrendered for me."

Ji Linchuan was picked up by him and smashed to the ground.

The body that had been completely refined into a weapon could not resist any movements and orders from the Demon Lord, so he could only lie there stiff and trembling, with his slender limbs stretched out, and his jet-black hair spread all over the floor.

There was silent hatred on his cold and ascetic face, but it became even more beautiful, as if an immortal was dragged down from the mundane world, forced to be dyed with red dust and fireworks, feeling the hope of sinking.

The Mozun had approached him and pressed down.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" He smiled.

Ji Linchuan has always been indifferent and reticent, but now he seems to have countless words to scold, but he is completely unable to utter any disrespectful words to this man who controls his body to his soul, so he can only say in a hateful voice: "Let's go!" open me."

The man's hand stroked his long hair, fell on his round shoulders, and whispered: "It's up to you."

……

a few days later.

Beside the hot spring pool made of cold jade, scorching hot steam rises up, and the demon king slowly walks into it with the person in his arms in his arms.

He lazily played with the slender eyelashes of the person in his arms, and said casually, "It's time to wake up."

The next moment, Ji Linchuan's consciousness, which had fallen asleep due to exhaustion, was forcibly awakened by this command.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself snuggling against a warm and firm chest.

The devilish energy surging in his body was inconceivably docile in front of this person, and his consciousness before he fell into a coma was confused by the devilish energy, but he still remembered how this person made him into an extremely unbearable posture, and then Scenes of wanton encroachment.

His state of mind, which had been calm for several years, could not be maintained at this moment, his narrow and dark eyes were slightly misty with water vapor, but he could not conceal the killing intent welling up from his eyes at all!

Mozun noticed his movements, but only raised his chin with his hand, and rubbed his cheek with his fingertips.The deep black eyes are lazy and dangerous, as if teasing a disobedient pet.

"If I can get out of this situation, I will make your life worse than death..." Ji Linchuan turned his head to avoid his hand, and paused every word.

His clear and cold voice was originally like a cold ice spring, but it was slightly hoarse because of the three days and three nights of torment by the demon king. In the hearts of others, it seemed like a temptation that he wanted to accept but refused.

But the Demon Lord suddenly approached, and a deep, devil-like voice sounded in Ji Linchuan's ear: "I said it, I want to call Master."

Ji Linchuan's eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't help moaning in pain, but the mozun's finger inserted into his mouth blocked the sound.His back was pressed against the wall of the icy cold jade pool, but around his body was scorching hot spring, which flowed into the depths of his body with the movements of the demon king.He heard the Mozun's low panting, his broken and hoarse moan, and the sound of water from the collision of limbs, which seemed to never stop...

Everything is like a terrible nightmare.

He covered his eyes, and the cold water dripped down between his fingers and flowed into the hot spring, disappearing without a trace.

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