How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

Two months after the nineteen bells rang, Jing Xingshan finally waited for Mr. Nie Si to wake up.

Jing Shenwei opened his eyes in the warm spring sun, the bobcat was lying beside his pillow, rubbing its smooth fur against his face.

Jing Shenwei doesn't like cats, cats and dogs, but when he opened his eyes and saw the cat, he didn't want to push it away.

His heart was empty, without any emotions, as clean as if he had never experienced the secular world.

At this time, he didn't know that this feeling was because all the love was taken away by the human soul.

He got up from the bed, his heart was as clean as a newborn.This is a great thing for sword repairers, and it is even more desirable for advanced masters.

He noticed something strange from the surprisingly good state, and he went to rummage through his Qiankun bag.

The big surprise was—the universe bag was almost empty.

All that remained was a small black gold bell.The workmanship of this bell is quite superb, and the case of the talisman is grand and simple, and it is impossible to tell whose handwriting it is.

When Jing Shenwei first woke up, his mind was at a loss, so he played with the bell, and finally saw the word "Ling" engraved deep inside the bell.

What does this token signify?

Is it some kind of order?

Jing Shenwei at this time naturally couldn't guess it, but Jing Jue in the past knew it at a glance.At that time, Jing Jue originally thought that Tong Shu had made this guest bell as a gift for him, until one day when he took it out to play with, he didn't see the letter in the hidden place.

It was written by Ling Xuelou.

It turned out that the first thing Tong Shu gave him was to offer flowers to Buddha.

After Jing Jue's soul was separated, the consequences were disastrous. It was too late for Jing Xingzong's elders and suzerain to save him, let alone cleanse his memory.

Jing Jue did not let the people of Jing Xingzong succeed, but let Xin Wu take away all love and everything related to Tong Shu.

The human soul left, leaving behind a cold body with only the two souls of heaven and earth.

And a guest bell that was not made by Tong Shu.

Jing Xingzong's disciples were surprised that the immortal envoy had changed him.

The grown-up is less talkative than before, with a cold face all day long.

And that face... is no longer as stunning and beautiful as it used to be, but is full of ravines, which makes people feel dreadful.

What is even more frightening is that Master Xianshi is even more unkind, and whoever reports to him is sweating.

No one in Jing Xingzong dared to look him in the eyes, and the five elders and Jian Guzun had to be careful when talking to him.

Jing Xingzong's connections are withered. In fact, everyone in the sect knows it well, and everyone knows that it is difficult to survive only by blood inheritance.

But no one dared to go deeper and think about the solution.

Abolishing the old malpractice is tantamount to scraping the bone to heal the poison, and no one has the courage to use that knife.

On a certain day, the knife fell down.

Master Nisi first issued a recruiting order to select disciples with other surnames.

If this matter happened in the past, it would inevitably lead to struggles among various factions within the sect. Under Jing Shenwei's tough governance, no one dared to disobey him.

Apart from presiding over the affairs of the Jing clan, Jian Guzun had no say in other affairs of the Jing Xingzong, and became the suzerain in name only.

Just a patriarch of the Jing clan.

If there is anyone else who can win the favor of the celestial envoy, it is only the lynx.

The origin of the lynx was once sealed by the elders and Jian Gu Dignity, except for a very few people who knew it, no one, including Master Xianshi, did not know where it came from.

But this does not affect the favor of the fairy envoy to it, he takes it with him, almost like a shadow.

One year passed, two years passed... seven years passed.

Jing Zhen and Jing Chun have been promoted to be the first-class guards beside Jing Shenwei.

Because of Jing Shenwei's powerful control, the two of them are also echoing now, not to mention Jing Xingzong, even the entire immortal world is in awe of them.

However, these two people are in the Yangzhi Hall at this time, but they don't have the power to call the wind and rain outside, but look at Brother Shanmao in the small house nervously.

"Master Cat has been asleep for a whole day..." Jing Chun couldn't help but have red eyes, "A cat's lifespan is no more than a dozen years at most, and it's at least a dozen years old now... It can't be a real lifespan Is it almost over?"

Jing Zhen was serious outside, but when he saw Shan Mao, his face was full of worry.

Seeing that Jing Chun was already in tears, he couldn't help it anymore, choked up and said: "Master Mao will be fine, the fairy envoy has gone to look for jelly grass, and will come back today. There is no fairy envoy who can't do it." It’s a matter, Master Mao will definitely recover.”

As he finished speaking, hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.

The two of them immediately knew that it was the celestial envoy who had returned.

It was snowing heavily today, and the wind and snow blew outside for a day and a night. The fairy envoy entered the house in the cold all night, and he didn't even bother to take off his cloak, so he rushed forward: "How about Brother Cat?"

Jing Zhen and Jing Chun looked at each other, Jing Chun was already crying uncontrollably, Jing Zhen bit the bullet and said: "I haven't woken up yet."

Jing Shenwei froze, and said after a while, "Go down."

Jing Chun saw Jing Shenwei's ashen expression, and his heart was suddenly gripped. He couldn't help it anymore, and he opened his mouth and said, "Go to the ghost gate——

"

Before he finished speaking, Jing Zhen stopped him.

"What about the ghost gate?" Jing Shenwei seemed to be grabbing some life-saving straw, "You mean the devil of the ghost gate can save it?"

The origin of the lynx was tightly sealed by the elders of Jing Xingzong and the suzerain seven years ago. They hadn't fully obeyed Jing Shenwei at that time, so they couldn't turn a blind eye to the orders of the elders and the suzerain.And once the sealing contract is signed, no matter who you follow, you must never leak the secret.

Jing Chun couldn't take care of anything else. He had watched the emissary become anxious and haggard because of the bobcat these days, and he really couldn't be indifferent.

Jing Chun pushed away Jing Zhen's hand that was not determined to stop him, knelt down to Jing Shenwei and said, "Master Cat was once raised by the devil of the ghost family, he may have a way to save it."

But Jing Shenwei shook his head, sat down slowly in front of the small house, hugged the lynx into his arms, and said in a lonely voice, "I can't invite the Demon King of the Ghost Gate, and neither can Jing Xingzong invite the Demon Lord of the Ghost Gate. In the past seven years, I have not even seen him in the Immortal Demon Merchant Alliance, which requires two leaders to interview, let alone labor him for a private matter."

In the past seven years, Tong Shu has never met Jing Shenwei once, and Jing Zhen and Jing Chun are also aware of this.

If Jing Shenwei would attend all the occasions where the leader of the Demonic Dao was required to appear, then Tong Shu would definitely not show up, and instead sent Yi Xiao or Wen Jiuqing from the Ten Envoys of the Nightmare Sect to appear.

Even in the Fairy and Demon Merchant Alliance, Wen Jiuqing, on behalf of Tong Shu, interviews Jing Shenwei every year.

In the world of comprehension, there is gradually a saying that "the king does not see the king".

The wind and snow outside continued, and the whistling sound was like the heart-piercing cry of an old man. Jing Shenwei hugged the lynx, showing a rare warm expression.

Seeing his expression, Jing Zhen and Jing Chun became even more saddened.

In the past seven years, the Immortal Envoy seemed to have lost his heart, he only had eyes on Immortal Affairs, and he didn't say a single unimportant word to anyone.

If there is anything like a normal person, it is the gentleness towards Shan Mao.

If even Shanmao is gone...Jing Zhen and Jing Chun looked at each other, they dare not think about it.

In everyone's eyes, Jing Shenwei is an existence that is invincible and will not perish.

In recent years, Xingzong has been flourishing.The fierce intra-clan struggles at the beginning were all suppressed by Jing Shenwei's iron-blooded policy. With more and more disciples from other surnames joining, Jing Xingzong now has more disciples with non-Jing surnames than Jing's disciples.The heads of some important divisions have also changed their surnames.

Even the guards of Lord Immortal Envoy, the number of disciples with other surnames has surpassed that of Jing's disciples.The reason why Jing Zhen and Jing Chun still occupy the position of the first-class guards is not because of their affection since they were young, but because they have withstood the strict assessment.

Jing Xingzong is in full swing, but his surname is no longer Jing.

And these all depend on Jing Shenwei.

——That's why Jing Zhen and Jing Chun dare not think about what kind of earthquake will happen if one day Jing Shenwei falls down and the next Nie Si Xianshi is not selected.

The gullies on Jing Shenwei's face are vertical and horizontal, he is no longer a handsome man praised by everyone, the little warmth he showed just now is fleeting, and he waved his hands to Jing Zhen and Jing Chun.

Jing Zhen and Jing Chun got the order and had no choice but to retreat.

There was only one person left in the room, Jing Shenwei was holding the bobcat in a daze.

He is a hard-hearted person, and never cares about the warmth and coldness of human relationships. At this time, in this snowy night, holding the dying lynx, he suddenly felt a chill as if he couldn't stand it.

He could no longer find a way to save Shan Mao, so he could only inject spiritual power into Shan Mao in vain.Although this method cannot cure the root cause, it still has this effect.After he input enough spiritual power, Bobcat slowly opened his eyes.

Bobcats are too old.

If Jing Shenwei hadn't forcefully kept it by his side, it would have gone a few months earlier.

When it was with Jing Shenwei at first, it would often want to find Tong Shu, but as the days passed, even a heartless animal like a cat couldn't bear to leave Jing Shenwei.

Shanmao was worried that if it left, the seemingly mighty Mr. Xi would fall with him.

So it worked hard to live, but today, it has no strength.It meowed softly, and rubbed its head against Jing Shenwei's cold chest.

Jing Shenwei was rubbed by him a few times, and suddenly showed a smiley expression.

He said, "Brother Cat, are you reluctant to part with me?"

Lynx nodded.

Jing Shen said slightly: "Then don't leave me."

Bobcat shook his head and let out a "meow" like a sigh.

Jing Shenwei suddenly couldn't take it anymore and hugged it even tighter, as if he had no strength anymore, he was tired and said to it: "I seem to have lost something, if you are gone too, who should I go to? "

Bobcat had no choice but to raise his head and lick his face, trying to comfort him.

Jing Shenwei regained some strength from being licked by it, and took out something from his bosom.This thing was touched by him often, smooth and shiny, he said: "It's the same as you, it's the only thing I have left, I'll give it to you, don't leave, okay?"

The lynx wanted to say, "My fate is not up to me, and I actually can't be the master", but it couldn't speak, it could only meow a long time.

Jing Shenwei tied the bell around its neck, and said to himself: "Then I will take it as your consent."

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The snow finally stopped the next day.

Jing Shenwei saw that the lynx was nourished by a lot of his spiritual power and was still sleepy, and saw that it had been looking out the window, so he wrapped himself in a cloak and carried the cat Yujian to the warm south.

When I arrived at a small town, I was just in time for a market, and it was very lively with people coming and going.

Walking on the street alone with a cat, Jing Shenwei's ugly face attracted many people's attention, but because of his cold aura, no one dared to point fingers.

When Shanmao saw the market, he didn't know what he thought of. He became interested and turned his head to look around.

Suddenly, there was a noise of fighting ahead.

Passers-by watching the excitement surrounded the past.

In normal times, Jing Shenwei wouldn't do such mundane things.But Shan Mao was very interested, so he hugged the cat and went to have a look.

I saw a man was beaten by a group of servants, and a man who looked like a young master yelled at him: "How dare you attack my sister and try to seduce her, see if I don't beat you to death!"

While the young master was scolding, the servants threw their fists and kicks down. The man was powerless to resist, curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, and was soon splattered with blood.

Some people in the crowd couldn't see it and wanted to speak out to persuade them, but they were afraid of the young master's family status and dared not speak.

Jing Xingzong didn't care about mundane affairs, Jing Shenwei just watched coldly and didn't intervene.

Just as the man was beaten until he could no longer scream, suddenly a woman rushed in through the crowd crying loudly.

She first threw herself on the man who was beaten, but was picked up mercilessly by the young master.

The woman hugged the young master's leg and said: "Brother, I love him, don't hit him."

The woman cried like rain, repeating over and over: "Brother, I love him, don't hit him."

Sudden heart attack, Jing Shenwei stood still, only feeling a heavy blow in his chest, he couldn't breathe suddenly, his heartbeat also stopped, and a line of tears rolled down without warning.

A girl next to her pulled her mother and said, "Mother, look, that ugly gentleman is crying."

Hai'erniang said: "Don't point at others, they will feel uncomfortable, if you point at him again, they will feel even more uncomfortable."

The girl said, "But why is he crying?"

Jing Shen wiped his face slightly, there were cold water stains sticking to his palm, he thought: Yes, why am I crying?

From day to night, the lynx is not very good.

Jing Shen pushed everyone away slightly, hugged the lynx like a dead tree, and entered the spiritual power.

The day before yesterday, he had sent someone to send a message to the Nightmare Gate Que, and he rarely used serious words to mention the Shanmao, begging the Nightmare Gate Demon Lord to help him.

But one letter after another was sent without reply.

Jing Shen slightly stroked the lynx's hair, and said dumbly: "He won't talk to me, and won't save you."

The Shanmao looked at him through a slit of eye, it could no longer bark, only the guest bell tied around its neck jingled with Jing Shenwei's movements.

Jing Shenwei said: "Brother Cat, some people say you are his cat, and you refuse to stay with me, are you going to find him?"

The very faint ray of Tong Shu's primordial spirit on Shanmao will definitely return to Tong Shu after it dies. In this sense, Shanmao's departure is indeed to find Tong Shu.

But Shanmao saw Jing Shenwei so sad, it wanted to say no, but it couldn't speak, it couldn't even shake its head.

Jing Shenwei said in the silent night: "Brother Mao, when you are by my side, I always think of him inexplicably. Can you tell me that he asked you to stay by my side back then?"

Jing Shenwei finally asked this question, and Shanmao thought he must answer it.It took a lot of effort to open its eyes slightly.

One person and one cat looked at each other for a moment, Jing Shenwei understood Shanmao's affirmation, Shanmao closed his eyes again.

Jing Shenwei suddenly squeezed out a cry-like smile: "Today, I suddenly want to meet the Demon King of Ghost Gate, I miss him so much."

Shanmao felt wet on the top of his head, it should be Jing Shenwei's tears.

It was also very sad and wanted to comfort him, but it really had no strength and gradually softened.

"Brother Cat, I only have you left, you can't leave."

At midnight that night, a heart-piercing roar suddenly erupted from Yangzhi Hall.

Bobcat is gone.

When Jing Zhen and Jing Chun saw Jing Shenwei the next day, they thought of a word together - the walking dead.

Jing Shenwei didn't speak for many days, only the bell hanging around his waist jingled with his movements.