Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

The wind howled.

Ye Yunlan's pupils constricted.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but it was too late.

An unstoppable pain emerged from the depths of the soul, as if the heart was clenched by a big hand, and it was kneaded until blood oozes.

He took a deep breath, thin sweat dripping from his pale cheeks.

In the previous life, the seal of the curse that he personally planted in the soul has not been eliminated by rebirth.

He already knew about this matter when Rong Ran drugged him in Tingfengting.

just.

This degree of pain is not unbearable.

He thought with a blank expression, the hand holding the sword suddenly clenched, raised the tip of the sword, and pointed it straight at Chen Weiyuan.

Under the sun, the people on the street raised their long eyelashes, pointed their swords straight at them, and their eyes were filled with coldness.

On the pale cheek, there was a drop of bright red blood tear.

so fierce.

...and so vulnerable.

gorgeous.

Chen Weiyuan thought.

It is rare to have some interest in exploring in my heart.He got up, and was about to fly downstairs, but he didn't expect that the other party suddenly put away the long sword in his hand, turned around indifferently, and didn't look at him again.

It was as if raising the sword to him just now was just a warning because his gaze was too offensive.

However, he would not mistakenly admit that when the man looked at him just now, there was clearly a murderous intent in his eyes.

The man knew him.

Not only did he know him, but he also wanted to kill him.

Chen Weiyuan stopped in place, looked at the back of the man on the street, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He held the leaning rail with his hand, put his fingertips on it, and tapped again and again.

There were footsteps coming by.

He turned his face slightly, and saw Xu Qingyue's white and beautiful side face.

Before today, he had always thought that the beauty of the other party's face could be called the moon in the world.Just now, he caught a glimpse of another round of bright moon that was out of reach, as if it was not in the world.

Can't help but compare the two.

Then Xu Qingyue smiled softly and said: "Brother Chen suddenly got up, could it be that he was also amazed by the swordsmanship of that man on the street just now?"

Chen Weiyuan withdrew his thoughts, and said in a warm voice, "That's right."

Xu Qingyue leaned on the railing with her arms, and leaned slightly to look out. Her voice was as sweet as flowing water, "I am also the same. Being able to face the Golden Core cultivator with a mortal body, I have never seen such a sword state among my peers in the Northern Territory."

"Senior brother Chen, what level do you think he has reached in the way of swordsmanship? Is it a master, a Hinayana... or the Mahayana realm that can only be touched by those legendary powers who can climb the immortal ranks?"

Chen Weiyuan recalled the sword light he saw just now.

He doesn't practice swords, but he has seen many people make swords.Among them are many sword cultivators from the Mahayana period.

A sword cultivator in the Mahayana realm can overturn mountains and rivers with a single sword, enough for practitioners to break through the six realms of the mortal body and climb the immortal steps. Even if there is no cultivation in the body, monks in the six realms of the mortal body will not be his opponents.

He remembered that the man in the street was guarded by another black-clothed young man, who only drew his sword out of necessity. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It should be in the Hinayana realm."

"Senior brother is just as I thought." Up to this point, Xu Qingyue frowned slightly, "With such attainments in the way of swordsmanship, how could he not have spiritual power..."

The realm of swordsmanship and the realm of cultivation are complementary to each other. It is really strange that one possesses the realm of swordsmanship but has no cultivation.

Chen Weiyuan didn't answer, but looked down at Chen Xianyu who was sitting at the table.

Chen Xianyu knew it, and hurriedly said: "Junior Brother Ye lost his cultivation because he accidentally injured someone while saving someone."

"Junior Brother Tianxuan knows him? Did he lose his cultivation because he saved people from serious injuries..." Xu Qingyue showed a trace of pity on his face, and then turned his head and said, "I heard from Senior Brother Chen that Brother Tianxuan these days I went to Dongzhou Tianzong to travel in [-], so this person should be a disciple of Tianzong... dare I ask his name?"

Chen Xianyu said: "Yun Shenglanhai. His name is Ye Yunlan."

"Ye Yunlan..." Xu Qingyue repeated in a low voice.

Chen Weiyuan suddenly smiled lightly, and said, "Qingyue, it's rare to see you so interested in people."

"We're both sword cultivators, so it's just a little sympathy for each other." Xu Qingyue said, "I've always known that there will be a group of heroes gathered at the Tianchi Mountain Dao Discussion Conference. I didn't expect to meet someone who surprised me before the Dao Discussion Conference started. I really want to get acquainted with him some."

He pondered for a while, looked at Chen Weiyuan, and said, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate to get acquainted rashly, why don't Senior Brother Chen give me some advice?"

Chen Weiyuan looked at Xu Qingyue.

The other party's eyes are clear and bright, and his face is beautiful and dazzling.

Suddenly remembered that they met for the first time in a martial arts tournament.

Tianji Pavilion and Tan Qingzong are the two major sects in the northern region, and the Chen and Xu families are closely related, and they often join together to let the young disciples of the two factions compete with each other.

And that time, he won the leader.

Xu Qingyue took the initiative to come to get acquainted with him, with admiration in her eyes.

The young Xu Qingyue's appearance is very eye-catching, but because of her young age.The figure is not long, and it looks beautiful with an ambiguous gender.

At first he thought it was a girl.

At that time Xu Qingyue came over with the sword in her arms, raised her face and called him: "Senior Brother Chen."

The Chen family's status is strict, and so is Tianji Pavilion. When others call him, they will only call him "Young Pavilion Master" or "Young Patriarch".

Xu Qingyue was the first person to call his senior brother.

Chen Weiyuan's eyes lingered on Xu Qingyue's face for a moment.

"There will be a chance to get acquainted." His voice was light, "Tianchi Mountain Dao Discussion Conference is originally to promote exchanges among disciples of various sects in the cultivation world, so you don't have to worry."

But Xu Qingyue said: "It's just that he lost his cultivation due to injury, so I'm afraid he will suffer a bit in the competition."

"That's right," he clapped his hands, "Why don't I go and deliver some healing pills to him, and see if I can take this opportunity to get acquainted with him."

Although Tanqing Sect is not one of the six sects of Taoism, it has the reputation of being the number one medicine sect in the cultivation world. Most of the monks in it are medical practitioners, and sword cultivators like Xu Qingyue are very few.The Xu family is also a well-known family of medical practitioners in ancient times.

Therefore, even though Xu Qingyue is a direct descendant of the Xu family and is extremely loved by the current head of the Xu family, it is impossible for her to inherit the position of the suzerain of the Tan Qing Sect.

Even so.However, Chen Weiyuan knew that Xu Qingyue had a large number of precious pills bestowed on him by the Patriarch of the Xu family in his hands, and if one of them spread out, it would be able to teach the cultivation world to fight for blood.

"You can give it a try." Chen Weiyuan's voice became weaker, "Even so, that person looks very indifferent, and I'm afraid he's not easy to get along with. Qingyue... I'm afraid you will be wronged."

"It's okay, but every sword cultivator has a bit of his own arrogance." Xu Qingyue said, and then looked at Chen Weiyuan with a smile in his eyes, "Besides, when I first talked to Senior Brother Chen, didn't Senior Brother respond to me in the same way? Ignore it, but now, they are very familiar with each other."

"More than familiarity." Chen Weiyuan lowered his voice.He took two steps, put his hand on the back of Xu Qingyue's hand on the railing, and slowly held it.

Perhaps because of years of sword practice, the opponent's hand was not soft, but slender and well-defined. Chen Weiyuan's palm was slightly larger than his, and it was just enough to completely cover it.

"Qingyue, don't you forget what you promised senior brother before." Chen Weiyuan passed his fingertips between Xu Qingyue's fingers and shook hands with him, his voice was a little hoarse and deep, "Your attention to others will make senior brother jealous of."

Xu Qingyue's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her handsome and beautiful face was even more radiant.

"...Brother Chen!"

Chen Xianyu secretly glanced at the two people beside the railing, but couldn't see it, so he silently looked down at the teacup in his hand.

By the way, he called the boy on the opposite side who was also picked up by the way.

"Cough, Junior Brother Yin, come, let's drink tea, drink tea."

--on the street.

Ye Yunlan has put the sword back into its sheath.

Shen Shu took advantage of the loss of consciousness of those Nascent Soul stage guards, threw them to the ground, and rushed to Ye Yunlan's side, "Master, are you okay?"

The sun was shining brightly.

Transparent sweat dripped down Ye Yunlan's cheeks, making her extremely sickly pale.

His heart was still hurting, as if he was bound by chains, he frowned, a little speechless.

The voices of people around him suddenly changed from silence to clamor, and countless fiery eyes were fixed on him.

Thinking of the man staring at him just now, he felt sick.

The gust of wind just now came suddenly and just at the right time, at the moment when he concentrated all his mind and drew his sword to meet Nangong Qing.

If it is an ordinary monk, it may be mistaken for a coincidence.

But how familiar he is with that person, he knows that that person is proficient in yin and yang spells, and is good at deducing the secrets of heaven.

Although I don't know how much he cultivated now.

But the patriarch of the Chen family, the power of the ancient blood must be the most powerful among his peers, so it is not surprising what kind of cultivation he will have.

In his previous life, he tried every means to escape from being a pawn in the opponent's hand. In this life, he will never repeat the same mistakes.

Shen Shu seemed to realize something, turned sideways to block most of the overly enthusiastic eyes around him, "Master, since the person has been saved, let's go first."

Ye Yunlan took a deep breath, and indifferently squeezed out a word, "Let's go."

Shen Shu walked to the front to open the way for Ye Yunlan.

It's just that the crowd of onlookers has become extremely large at some point.

"Is he Xu Qingyue, who is known as the number one beauty in the cultivation world of Tan Qingzong in the Northern Territory?" someone asked.

"No, I have met Xu Qingyue just now, and I have already entered the Xunxian Pavilion. But he... I have never seen him before."

"Then who is this person? Such a sword skill, and such an appearance... How come I have never heard of it before?"

Someone squeezed out from the crowd and wanted to cut them off. Shen Shu raised the sword in his hand, his eyes were full of chills, "Get lost."

Although his cultivation base is only a golden core, everyone present saw that he was able to fight with one enemy against many and not lose the wind in a cross-border battle, so they didn't dare to stop him immediately.

After walking out of the crowd, Shen Shu cast an invisibility spell on the master and himself, and the surrounding area became much cleaner.

He paid attention to the situation of his master, and found that after leaving that place, his face looked a lot better, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, I heard a boy's voice behind me, "Wait...wait a minute."

Ye Yunlan stopped slightly.

Turning around, he saw the boy he had just rescued.

He saves people out of habit.

But in fact, the habits of the previous life don't have to be kept in this life.

As long as he no longer appears by that person's side in this life, he will no longer be the other's weakness.

That person will become the master of the demon domain, the supreme demon, free and unrestrained, looking down on the world.

... instead of dying in front of him, with no bones left.

It's just that after being reborn, he is still doing what he can, doing good and accumulating virtue.

He thought, probably he was afraid, everything was just a dream, and his prayers would not be fulfilled in this life.

Ye Yunlan looked down at the boy, "What's the matter?"

Boy: "Thank you...for saving me."

Ye Yunlan's brows were indifferent, "You don't need to say thank you."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave, but the young man trotted over and stood in front of Ye Yunlan and Shen Shu.

Shen Shu was already examining the boy, but now he frowned, took a step forward, and stood in front of Ye Yunlan.

"I have set up an invisible formation around me, how did you see us?"

The young man opened his eyes, the pupils were pitch black, like a smooth mirror without waves, and said: "Seeing...is seeing."

The boy has a pair of eyes that are born to see through formations.

Shen Shu was able to defeat the formations in He Lanze Academy back then because of his superb talent in formations, and he knew how to use those who entered the formations, so he responded immediately.

But this is broken, not seen.

Exploring requires thinking, and it can be explained by the talent of array techniques, but seeing through is an innate ability.

The power of blood.

Being a teenager is not easy.

Ye Yunlan stared at the young man with lowered eyes, but didn't get any information from his clothes, and said, "Did you come to Tianchi Mountain alone? Where are your parents and relatives? They said you stole the spirit weapon. What's going on?"

The young man said: "I have an older brother. I came to Tianchi Mountain to look for my elder brother." He puffed his mouth childishly, "I didn't steal the spirit weapon. This is what my elder brother left for me."

He took out a piece of blood-red jade from the skirt of his clothes, and there was a faint light lingering on it, as well as an indescribable strange feeling.

Ye Yunlan glanced at it, and his eyelids twitched.

This is the ancient chalcedony.

Lingshi is a common currency in the practice world, and it can be divided into high-grade, middle-grade, and low-grade.Lingyu is a higher-grade item than spirit stones, and one spirit jade can be worth ten thousand top-grade spirit stones.

This is just ordinary spirit jade, and spirit jade chalcedony is the most essence in a spirit mine. If you hollow out a whole vein, you may not be able to produce a few pieces, and the value is hard to say.

What ordinary monks don't know is that above the spiritual marrow, there is a truly priceless treasure, the ancient chalcedony.

As long as you wear it, even if you don't practice, it can gradually change a mortal's physique, continuously improve his cultivation, and reach the acme of the six realms of a mortal body.

Such things cannot be mined from ordinary spirit mines, they must be produced by fairy-level spirit mines controlled by ancient aristocratic families.

And even among the ancient aristocratic families, there are only a handful of families with fairy-level spirit mines.

The head teacher of Taoism and Yijiao probably wouldn't dare to provoke such a behemoth.

Nangong Qing dared to attack the young man, probably because he thought it was an ordinary piece of chalcedony, so he became greedy and slandered and snatched it.

Ye Yunlan asked: "What's your name?"

The boy said: "My name is Ye Xun."

Surname Ye?

Ye Yunlan was silent for a moment, then continued: "Where's your brother's name?"

Boy: "My brother's name is... Ye Xuanguang."

Even though she had expected it just now, Ye Yunlan was still taken aback.

The young man didn't feel strange, but opened his big dark eyes and asked, "Have you... met my brother?"

Ye Yunlan's expression became a little cold.

"Since your elder brother has already abandoned you, why do you still look for him?"

The young man shook his head, "My brother... my brother didn't leave me behind. Someone attacked us, and my brother disappeared...to save me. I must find my brother."

Perhaps because he was in a hurry, the boy spoke incoherently, but his face was still expressionless, looking a little dazed.

After hearing this, Ye Yunlan lowered her head and slowly looked at the young man's face. After a while, she said lightly, "Really."

brother.

According to blood relatives, maybe the young man in front of him should be called brother.

He closed his eyes, turned his head to Shen Shu and said, "It's getting late, Shen Shu, let's go to Tonglingjian."

Shen Shu: "Okay, Master."

Before leaving, Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, and finally told the young man: "Don't take out that blood jade in your hand and let others see it. Besides, when you meet strangers in the future, don't worry about everything. Tell it all."

"Don't trust others casually, even if that person has saved you."

After a pause, he said, "I wish you all the best...find your brother."

He turned around.

The young man blinked, not understanding why he was leaving suddenly, and said seriously: "I will talk so much if I meet anyone."

"I just think that you... are very close and can be trusted."

Ye Yunlan stopped for a while, but did not look back after all.

——The psychic stream is in the depths of Tianchi Mountain.

The two masters and apprentices passed through the bustling town, and the tall and magnificent outline of Tianchi Mountain appeared in front of them.

Tianchi Mountain is the highest mountain in Central Continent.It is said that the place on the top of the mountain is connected to the heaven.

Tonglingjian is a secluded stream from top to bottom in Tianchi Mountain. It looks like a blue silk from a distance. When you step into it, you will know that there is something special inside.

The psychic stream is somewhat similar to many secret realms, and it will only be opened during the Dao Discussion Conference. It is an extraterrestrial space specially set up by the ancient masters for this purpose.

Those who came from all over the world to participate in the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Conference all settled in the psychic stream.

Step into the psychic stream.

The entrance is a small path, fluorescent lights are flying in the air, there are trees on both sides, the fruits on the treetops are shimmering, and patches of silver grass are swaying on the ground.

There is only night in the world of Tonglingjian.

"Let's go."

Ye Yunlan said, stepping on that path, followed by Shen Shu.

The surroundings gradually changed from quiet to noisy, as if in an instant, the trail came to the end, and the voices of people ahead were noisy.

Hundreds of Kongming lanterns are floating in the air, and there is a bustling market in front of it.

A disciple wearing a black and white Taoist robe with a Taiji pattern on the cuff came over. He was holding a thick scroll in his hand and was writing with a brush. ?”

Black and white Taoist robe, Tai Chi pattern.

He is a disciple of Mozong.

The Tianchi Mountain Dao Discussion Meeting is held once every ten years, and is presided over by the six sects in turn. This time, it is Mo Zong who presides over it.

"The two of us are disciples of Tianzong." Ye Yunlan said lightly.

"Tianzong..." The Mozong disciple nodded, wrote a few words in Mao's hand, and said, "Dare to ask for the name?"

"Ye Yunlan, next to me is my disciple Shen Shu."

There were not a few people who came to the seminar together, the disciples of Mozong nodded again, and took out a night pearl and handed it over, "The disciples of Tianzong all live in Dongyue Yingbi in Tonglingjian, you put this pearl in front of the door, Then we can occupy one of the caves, which will be used as a place for this seminar."

Ye Yunlan reached out to take it.

That Mo Zong disciple had kept his head down to remember things, and the Dao Discussion meeting was about to start. As a Mo Zong disciple, he was too busy to touch the ground, and he had to be greeted and sent here, which really made him very tired.

But seeing a slender and beautiful hand taking Ye Mingzhu, he was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw a face as clear as snow under the night sky and stars.

A blush suddenly appeared on his face, "Dao... Fellow Daoist, do you need me to lead the way?"

Ye Yunlan: "Please point me in the right direction."

He raised his hand and pointed, Ye Yunlan nodded slightly, and then led Shen Shu over there.

The disciple of Mo Zong stopped where he was, and suddenly felt that he was not so tired of being assigned this tiring job by the sect this time.

——Moon Shadow Wall is in the east of Tonglingjian.

In the upper left corner, a full moon is shining obliquely. If you look carefully, the moon is not a real moon, but a luminous fluorite.

The tree shadows swayed on the moon shadow wall with the moonlight, and many caves were opened on it. In front of the caves, there are stone plaques with the names of the caves engraved on them.

Under the stone plaque, there are grooves, some of which have already been embedded with night pearls, which proves that they have been occupied, while some have not.

Ye Yunlan randomly chose a cave and walked in. There are two ancient characters "Ziyun" engraved on the plaque outside the cave.

Insert the luminous pearl in the hand into the groove, and the cave mansion will be shimmering brightly.

This cave is very quiet. After entering, it is not as cramped as imagined, but quite spacious, with fluorite lamps on the stone walls.

What is particularly peculiar is that in the center of this cave, stands a huge purple cloud tree.

There is a stone table under the purple cloud tree, surrounded by several stone piers as stools.

The giant tree was covered with purple-blue flowers, and there was no wind in the cave, but the petals fell slowly and scattered on the stone table and the ground.

Very beautiful.

"The person who built the cave here back then should be an elegant scholar." Ye Yunlan said softly.

The pain caused by the curse seal in his soul has been relieved a lot, but he inevitably felt tired. He sat down on the stone bench and rubbed his temples.

Shen Shu looked around, and finally saw a stone bed in the corner, but he was a little dissatisfied, "It is said to be a cave, but it is so empty, there is no pillow or quilt."

"The cave is originally used by practitioners. The more deserted and lonely it is, the more it can teach people to calm down. It is naturally different from my bamboo residence." Ye Yunlan explained calmly, but Shen Shu took out a soft pillow brocade quilt from the storage ring , spread the stone bed neatly with hands and feet, and took out a black copper stove, walked over and put it beside the table.

Can't help but laugh a little.

"Why did you even bring these things here..."

Shen Shu said: "Master is willing to accompany me to participate in the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Conference, so I naturally have to prepare properly for Master."

"You..." There was warmth from the stove, and Ye Yunlan's eyebrows eased a little.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, then said again: "In three days, the Dao Discussion will begin. When the psychic gorge climbs to the sky, it will be the battlefield for the disciples of various factions. Only the first ten people to reach the top, Only then are you qualified to conduct the final competition at the top of the floating clouds."

Tonglingjian looks like a secluded stream from the top to bottom of Tianchi Mountain. They are now at the bottom of Tonglingjian.

Only by ascending the heavenly steps can one go upstream against the current and continue to climb.Until the psychic stream, to the top of Tianchi Mountain, the top of floating clouds.

On the way, there are tests set by the predecessors, and there is even more cruelty in which two phases collide and decide the winner to move forward.

Three days later, as soon as the climbing steps opened, tens of thousands of young disciples from all over the world began to climb up at the same time.

Although Ye Yunlan had never participated in the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Meeting, he could imagine how vast the scene must have been just from the words in the book.

Shen Shu said seriously: "I will never embarrass Master."

Hearing this, Ye Yunlan opened his eyes, he was already very tired, his gaze was fixed on Shen Shu, and his clear voice was stern.

"Shen Shu, remember this. You came to the seminar to broaden your horizons and increase your knowledge. What you want to surpass is always yourself. You don't need to be brave, and you don't need to be arrogant and obsessed. Teacher...doesn't need you to save face."

"Your physique is different from others. If you have a heart demon, it is extremely difficult to understand. I don't want you to work so hard to set foot on the road, walk so far, but fall short in the end."

Shen Shu knew that just now he was aroused by Nangong Qing, but he failed to suppress it in time, and was noticed by his master, after all, he still left a knot in his heart.

It's just, how does the other party know that the trace of hostility he occasionally reveals is not as good as his real one.

The shadow on the ground twisted slightly for a moment.

"I remember, Master."

Shen Shu walked up to Ye Yunlan, knelt down halfway, and put his face on Ye Yunlan's knee like a boy acting like a spoiled child to an elder, and said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry about me."

Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, reached out to touch the puppet print on Shen Shu's neck, stroked again and again, without speaking.

Knowing that he was angry, Shen Shu obediently let him touch until the other's movements became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Shen Shu looked up and found that the other party was already fast asleep.

He stood up slowly and looked at the person sleeping under the purple cloud tree.

The man was resting on the stone table, his black hair was undulating, revealing a small side of his face.

Purple-blue petals fell in his hair, and his long eyelashes drooped, giving him an illusion of weakness.

It makes people want to hold him in their arms and protect him for the rest of their lives.

He remembered back then, when the master told him to rest too late and be careful that he would not be tall in the future, he acted like a baby to the master, saying that if he was born too tall, he would no longer be able to lean in the arms of the master.

At that time, Master just knocked him on the head and said: "If you meet someone you like in the future, will you still want to nest in the arms of other girls, and want others to pamper you and spoil you instead of you hugging her?" Are you looking after her, protecting her?"

At that time, he really didn't understand, thinking, if you are not tall, you will not be tall, as long as you can always be with the master, it doesn't matter what you do.

But now he understands.

If you like someone, you will never be willing to hide in that person's arms again.

He wanted to hold him, protect him.

Want to give him the best in the world.

He wants to be upright.

——Ye Yunlan was stuck in a dream.

The moonlight is bleak, the magic palace.

This is the first day after the night of the full moon.

The man disappeared as usual.

He was wearing chains on his wrists and ankles, and there were still bruises on his neck.

His body seemed to be falling apart, and he was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

He lay soft on the bed, looking at the distant moon on the window sill, and remained silent for a long time.

... He has not seen the moon for a long time.

But suddenly a familiar voice came.

"Yun Lan."

"I heard that Demon Lord wants to marry you," the man said softly, his voice was as gentle as before, "My husband happened to pass by the Demon Realm, so I came to see you."

In Xiao Shu's moonlight, a figure wearing a moon-white Taoist robe gradually condensed.

Chen Weiyuan came over, held his wrist that was covered with red marks from the chains, and said with pity: "How did you get into this look?"

He said hoarsely: "Don't touch me."

Chen Weiyuan sighed softly, "I know my wife blames me." The other party stroked his wrist lightly, "But my lady doesn't know, I sent you to the magic palace because I had to."

He turned his face away, not wanting to listen to this man's sweet lies again, so he just said: "Get lost."

"Stop being petty, huh?" Chen Weiyuan said softly, "Yunlan, as long as you promise to do one thing for me, there will be no obstacles between us, and we will be able to last forever, forever Together—" A knife was put into his palm.

"There is a demon-killing curse on this knife, as long as the tip of the knife can pierce a little bit of the demon's flesh, it can seriously injure him."

"The position of the wife of my Chen family will always be reserved for you. As long as you kill the Demon Lord, we will be united forever, and we will be inseparable forever..."

He finds it ridiculous.

But the heart was beating uncontrollably and rapidly, and the other party's voice seemed to be soaked in a deadly drug, full of endless bewitchment.

"Yunlan, I know you still love me."

Chen Weiyuan said.

There seemed to be tinnitus in his ears, and in the cramped prison room, the Mozun hugged him deeply, as if he wanted to crush him into his stomach, and asked him the same question repeatedly.

"Xianchang, all these years, have you ever loved me at all?"

The ringing in the ears became more and more serious, and together with Chen Weiyuan's voice, it seemed that ghosts and ghosts filled his heart.

He bit the tip of his tongue, barely regained consciousness, and said hoarsely: "Chen Weiyuan... I told you, I want you to get lost."

"Yunlan, you forgot again, you should call me Husband." Chen Weiyuan leaned close to him, snorting on his neck, the gentle and familiar breath wrapped him up, "Tell my husband, do you still love me, huh?"

"No, I don't love you anymore, what I love is Your Majesty—" He paused every word.

Every word is like weeping blood.

The gentle atmosphere around him seemed to be cold for a moment.

"Women always lie," Chen Weiyuan said, firmly saying, "How could you fall in love with that devil? We have already made an appointment on the day we formed the contract, and in this life, your heart will only be for me." beat."

Chen Weiyuan touched his left chest with his hand, and said with a low smile, "Look, it's beating."

"Yunlan, kill that devil for my husband, okay?"

His temples throbbed, as if they were about to explode.

With all his strength, he threw the knife in his hand to the ground.

"Get out - no matter what, I will never hurt him, you get out!"

Chen Weiyuan's expression finally changed.

"Yunlan, you are always so stubborn." The gentle smile on his face faded, "Is it that difficult to obey your heart?"

His hands trembled, his nails dug into his flesh, and he restrained the overwhelming, overwhelming, unstoppable pain.

"Then there is no way."

As Chen Weiyuan said, he took out a jade.

That was when they formed the bond, the jade on which the two parties dripped blood together represented that they were in the same boat and would never leave each other.

Under the moonlight, the piece of jade exuded a desolate light.

"Yunlan." Chen Weiyuan said, he picked up the knife on the ground and put it in his palm, "Take this knife and look for a chance to stab the Demon Lord."

Chen Weiyuan gripped the piece of jade tightly.

His soul seemed to be held tightly by the other party.

All persistence is defeated in the face of unknowable power.

He could no longer control his body, took the knife like a puppet, and said obediently, "Yes."

Chen Weiyuan left.

He was still lying on the bed, looking at the moon outside the window, with his hands folded, holding the knife in his hand.

The empty eyes slowly opened.

A drop of water fell on the handle of the knife.

No one saw.

The screen suddenly turned.

The lightless cave, where he is contained in the deepest darkness.

The clothes on his body have been stripped off, and his hands and feet are entangled in something slippery. He kneels on the cold ground, his hands are suspended in the air, his body is extremely hot, but his heart is extremely cold.

Someone walked over slowly.

Accompanied by the sound of ticking.

——It was the blood dripping from the wound on the opponent's abdomen, which was injured by the Killing Curse and never healed.

His jaw was pinched by the opponent.

Mozun's voice was low and hoarse: "Immortal Elder, this deity did not do what you wished, and was surrounded and suppressed by those so-called righteous sects of immortals, are you disappointed?"

He wanted to shake his head, but his neck was surrounded by something slippery, so he could only raise his head and let out a low, hoarse grunt.

"I heard that there is a spell in the world that can erase all the memories of a person about another person, and transfer all his love for that person to the caster."

"If possible, I really want to cast this spell on you."

Mozun gritted his teeth and said, and suddenly leaned over and hugged him.

Tears trickled down his face slowly.

What he failed to say was that if such spells really existed in the world...

He is actually willing, and the other party will use it on him.

The screen turns again.

Buddhist hall.

Holding the Shura sword and wearing a hideous ghost mask, he knelt down slowly in front of the Buddha.

"Dare to ask Master, is there a law in this world that can cut off the root of emotion and make me no longer be disturbed by another person in this world?"

The master said: "Taking refuge can cut off the root of emotion."

"I have attachments in my heart and cannot take refuge."

The master said: "Love is hard to come by, love lasts forever, why bother to cut off the roots of love?"

He said indifferently: "If I can't love the person I want to love, if I am in the misery of love, and do what I don't want, what's the use of this love root."

The master sighed softly, and said: "If you want to forcibly cut off the root of emotion, you need to pierce the living soul with the needle of seven emotions, and engrave the seal of the curse of cutting off emotion. After that, all love and affection will be pain, which cannot be eliminated from life to life. Have you thought about it clearly? "

He leaned over and said, "I am willing to accept the precept."

The Qiqing Needle burns through Nanming Lihuo and pierces into the soul.

The pain of the soul being torn apart swept through.

Ye Yunlan suddenly woke up from the dream.

He realized that he was not on the stone table under Ziyun wood, but lying on the stone bed covered with a soft brocade quilt.

Shoes, socks and outerwear were carefully removed, and the stove was placed beside the bed.

He slowly raised his body, and saw Shen Shu sitting cross-legged on the ground, exercising his energy and concentrating his energy.

"Master, you're awake." Shen Shu heard the movement, opened his eyes and said.

Ye Yunlan nodded slightly, got up and dressed.

"How long have I been asleep?" he said.

"Only half a day." Shen Shu replied.

Perhaps it was because of Caizhi's dream just now that there was stuffy air in his chest. Ye Yunlan rubbed his brows and said, "Don't rush to practice. Today, my teacher will take you to find all the materials for refining the natal sword."

"Spiritual Stream Cultivation Fair, you only meet once in ten years. You might as well go and see it."

After walking out of the Moon Shadow Wall, we arrived at the Tonglingjian Cultivation Market.

Even though it was expected, the turbulent crowd was still surprising.

Unlike the towns outside Tianchi Mountain, almost all the people who can enter the Tonglingjian are practitioners. It is rare to gather monks from all over the world here, and the things sold can be described as strange and endless.

The master and apprentice walked in the noisy market.

He had put on the power fence again, stopped and walked, and selected suitable spiritual materials for Shen Shu to practice swords.

Shen Shu walked beside him, protecting his master from being bumped.

Suddenly I heard someone whispering not far away: "Have you heard? The battle of the Xizhou Dynasty has started again. The Yaori Dynasty launched the war three days ago, and the army crossed the West Sea."

"How can I wait for little monks to talk about the affairs of the imperial dynasty. Why not talk about how many talented Taoists gather at the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Conference."

"Speaking of geniuses, let's talk about the prince of the Yaori Dynasty, that one. He is truly a genius that is rare in all ages. And this year is not yet over thirty, and he is already one step away from the mortal realm. With his cultivation base , if you also come to this Tianchi Mountain Discussion Conference, wouldn't you be invincible among the younger generation?"

"His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, probably won't participate in this kind of competition in the sect of the cultivation world, right? It's just that this prince has such talent, and the Xingyue Dynasty, which has been opposed to the Yaori Dynasty for thousands of years, won't he be restless every day?"

Someone interjected: "Your news is too late. Half a month ago, the Xingyue Dynasty's crown daughter was defeated by that prince at Chaomu Dian, and her cultivation base was abolished. Xingyue Dynasty will never let that prince go. It just so happens that there has been no news from the prince for half a month, so I guess..."

Before the man finished speaking, he suddenly shouted: "The prince of the Yaori Dynasty has come to Tianchi Mountain, look—" "It is said that this prince will select talents at the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Conference and return to serve the Dynasty."

"real or fake?"

Ye Yunlan leaned over and was picking out spiritual materials, when she heard this, she gave her a hand.

He straightened up and looked at the dark night at Tonglingjian.

In the distance, the dark psychic stream ignited a fire.

The flames were approaching, and there was a guard of honor riding Yanlin beasts, and the flag of the Yaori royal family fluttered.

And riding on the Flame Lin Beast