Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Once on the flying boat, Ye Yunlan took the token, then quickly went to the room, not staying in the cabin for a moment.

He is used to being alone and doesn't like to be disturbed. Since the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Conference? After rumors spread, he didn't even go to Wendaopo where the disciples of the sect gathered. I only live in a bamboo building alone, so it can't completely block outsiders' prying eyes and keepsakes.

He wouldn't even come out if it wasn't necessary.

Shen Shu followed him into the room to put away his luggage, and bent over to help him make the bed.

Ye Yunlan sat at the table and started making a pot of tea.

After the tea was brewed, he poured a cup for himself and Shen Shu, but found that Shen Shu hadn't moved for a while.

He turned his head and found that Shen Shu was standing by the bed with his back to him, and his movements had stopped at some point.

Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, and called out, "Shen Shu?"

Shen Shu didn't answer.

The room was quiet for a while, Ye Yunlan put down the cup, just wanted to get up to see Shen Shu's condition, but Shen Shu turned around.

"Master," there was nothing strange on his face, and the bed behind him was also arranged properly. He raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and said with a little fatigue, "I don't know if it's because I just broke through the Nascent Soul. The spiritual power in my body is a little unstable, although there is no major problem, but it may need to retreat for two days to consolidate."

At the speed of the flying boat, it would take two days to travel from Tianzong to Zhanxing City.

Ye Yunlan frowned and examined Shen Shu for a moment, seeing that he was indeed as he said, and there was nothing wrong with it, so she nodded slightly, and said: "The instability of spiritual power after the promotion is mostly caused by the state of mind. When you retreat, you can Recite the meditation mantra I taught you a few more times."

Shen Shu said: "Okay."

Turn around and walk out of the room with a steady pace.

Seeing that the door was carefully closed by Shen Shu, Ye Yunlan took a sip of tea and suddenly thought of a question.

——He seems to have forgotten to ask what the shape of the Nascent Soul born by Shen Shu is.

The Nascent Soul form of a monk is the embodiment of the "Tao" pursued by the monks, and many things can be seen from it. Moreover, only monks who practice the immortal way will produce a Nascent Soul.

On the other hand, the practice of demonic cultivation is more important than oneself, and it does not evolve the Nascent Soul, but forges its own demonic soul. Therefore, the realm of demonic cultivator and Daoist Nascent Soul stage is the demonic soul stage.

After the flying boat reaches its destination, find a chance to ask Shen Shu.

he thinks.

at the same time.

After Shen Shu walked out of Ye Yunlan's room at a leisurely pace, he turned around and opened the door of the next room with the token he had just received.

As soon as he entered, he stretched out his five fingers and swiped quickly, setting up a soundproof enchantment in the void, then closed the door and leaned against the door.

At this moment, the other hand pinching the center of the brow was already trembling a little, and there were also blue blood vessels beating around the temple, which looked a little hideous.

It's just that in his lowered eyes, the color is still dark and deep, like two abysses that can swallow people.

He slowly slid to sit on the floor of the room, bent one knee, and buried his face in his palm? His back trembled slightly.

"Call me..." he said hoarsely.

The lights in the room were not lit, and in the silence and darkness, there was only Shen Shu's deep breathing, and he said with difficulty: "Master...call me...Master..."

Nascent Soul in Xinfu opened his eyes.

A cold, familiar voice seemed to come from afar.

"Shen Shu."

The trembling on Shen Shu's back slowly stopped.

After a long time, the expression on his face returned to calm.

He sat on the ground, looking up at the dim beams of the roof, and the Remnant Light Sword was shining in his hand.

came back.he thought wearily.

Ever since he broke through the Nascent Soul and had more memories of being a Demon Lord in his mind, his spirit has often fallen into chaos.

He has always been wary of the extra memory, deliberately distinguishing himself from himself, and unwilling to be assimilated by it.

After all, he still doesn't know where that part of the memory came from, and what are the benefits.

And the demon's memory is so huge, containing hundreds of millions of memory fragments of dead souls, he is afraid that he will be affected, just like the demon, he does not want to remember too much, and is used to forgetting.

He was afraid of forgetting Master.

However, this approach made the spirit in his body seem to be divided into two sides.

One side is dominated by his original memory.

On the other hand, it is dominated by the memory of the Demon Lord.

When he immerses his thoughts too much in the demon's memory and fails to escape in time, another "he" will appear.

"He" has a strange evil nature, is elusive, and is a complete demon.

Moreover, his ability to disguise is outstanding. In the past few days, apart from himself, even his master has not noticed his changes from time to time.

He even cooks for Ye Yunlan with reference to his previous memories... Although "he" used to cultivate the Nine-Revolution Heavenly Demon Body? He has no sense of taste. He "takes a little time to adapt, and I'm afraid it will be no different from what he made himself."

Shen Shu gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground holding the residual light sword, and walked to the bed? He crossed his legs for luck, and silently recited the Qingxin formula.

In any case, he had to find a way to solve this hidden danger, and he couldn't put Master in a dangerous place.

……

Two days later, the flying boat arrived outside Zhanxing City.

After many disciples went first, Ye Yunlan and Shen Shu slowly got off the flying boat.

This place is located at the junction of Dongzhou and Southern Xinjiang. Although it is early spring, the climate is already a bit hot and humid, and it is raining continuously.

Shen Shu held a plain white paper umbrella for Ye Yunlan, and the two went to Zhanxing City together.

Zhanxing City is located on the trade route between the two continents. It is a rare city in the world. At a glance, the towering and tall city wall towers into the clouds like a mountain, which is very majestic.

The city caves on the ground are full of long queues of mortals entering the city, while in the sky there is a brilliant "Zhanxing Bridge" specially prepared for monks. When Tianzong disciples enter the city, as long as they hold the Zongmen token in their hands, they will pass through the Zhanxing Bridge. can enter.

Shen Shu took Ye Yunlan's hand and went to the bridge. As soon as he stepped on the bridge, he saw someone standing on the bridge.

Rong Ran was wearing plain white clothes, holding a plain oiled paper umbrella, with a slender figure and a beautiful appearance, with unhealthy paleness on his face. From a distance, he looked a little like Ye Yunlan.

When he saw the master and apprentice approaching, he showed a soft smile, and he didn't look at Shen Shu, but only at Ye Yunlan, as if sighing.

"Alan, I haven't seen you for two years. How are you doing? Every time my brother sees you, I feel that you have lost weight."

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit short... Well, there are still many little angels who can't understand Shen Shu's state at night, let me explain, Shen Shu now has more memories before the demon king met Yunlan, but He didn't know where this memory came from, and he was vigilant.

Although everyone knew that they were the same person, Shen Shu didn't know it himself, so he was divided...

small theater:

Mozun, who made apricot cake for the first time in his previous life, was in a hurry and was covered in flour.

(takes a sip)

Because of my physique, I can't taste it... um... I have to find someone to try it.

So I found the uncle who was selling almond cakes at the alley, and while the uncle was not paying attention, he used a little magic to drop the apricot cakes bought by the customers.

Silently observing the customers, showing a disgusted expression... Go back and make another pack, the next one.

Until he saw a child holding his mother's clothes and happily eating a bag of apricot flower cakes, and then several others did the same. Mozun, who was sitting on a treetop and watching secretly, touched his chin and nodded in satisfaction.

I went back and made a plate of apricot flower cake, brought it out, and fed it to Ye Yunlan, who was rescued from the tower and was seriously injured. He watched his sweetheart's expression soften after drinking the bitter medicine.

The surface is calm, and the shadow dances in ecstasy.

(Skills for making apricot cake, get√)