Raiding the Sick Beauty Shizun [Transmigration Book]

After half a cup of tea.

Even Geng Sanghua found it strange that, as the leader of the cultivating sect in the lower realm, he actually sits cross-legged at the bottom of the sword cliff with disheveled hair and sits cross-legged with a fluffy beast eating roast chicken.

"It's just frozen and then roasted over high heat. Master, you have to try this chicken. The meat is tender and chewy." The Snow Beast stretched out its paw and handed him the third roasted pheasant.

Geng Sanghua squinted his eyes and snorted coldly. "Do you want me to tear it up and eat it?"

"Hey, that's easy," Snow Beast's paws with a playful face squeezed and grasped, and when it was passed to Geng Sang, the roasted pheasant was separated from its flesh and bones, and even the skin was completely peeled off. "Master, look, this cultivation of immortality is very beneficial, at least it is very convenient to eat."

Geng Sanghua's two bright red thin lips were stained greasy, and his speech was extremely pleasant. "Aren't you cultivating immortality to become a Taoist, just to eat roast chicken every day?"

"You can't say that," Xue Beast laughed, seeing with satisfaction that Geng Sanghua had indeed taken another roast chicken, and slowly raised his claws to take out the next chicken from the pit at the bottom of the cliff. "As for mortal cultivators, they have been forbidden to eat and drink since the late stage of Qi refining. They are known as eating wind and drinking dew. It sounds like a person who wants to be immortal. But is it just a desire to be immortal? In the past thousand years, I don't think there is any mortal cultivating immortals. Those who can break through the barrier and soar in the daytime. It will cut off the fireworks in this world in vain."

These words hit Geng Sanghua's sore spot, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, straightened his face, and said coldly: "Don't you look down on me and other mortals?"

Snow Beast's clear, vertical pupils turned around, and said with a chuckle: "Baishi Mountain has always regarded itself as an immortal, but this is the first time I have heard that Master, you have regarded yourself as a mortal."

In front of the real upper realm shrine, all those who cannot ascend to the throne are mortals.

"I heard that Yunlan, the immortal emperor of the third heaven, has a tuft of snow-colored long hair on his forehead, and his divine seal is in the shape of a plum blossom. He steps on the cloud with four hooves, and his whole body is as white as snow, but the horns of his hooves are dignified black gold." Geng Sang Hua put down the grilled chicken in her hand, turned her head and stared seriously at the snow beast in front of her who was talking about the fireworks in the world. "Emperor Yunlan, where is the plum blossom-shaped divine seal hidden under the snowy hair on your forehead?"

The snow beast grinned nonchalantly, and continued to crack the roasted pheasant with its paws. "It's just a plum blossom, is it important?"

Geng Sanghua's eyes turned slightly, and he chanted leisurely: "I heard that the voice of Immortal Emperor Yunlan from the Divine Palace in the Upper Realm is cold and his posture is clear and proud. If he takes the form of a human, he usually wears white clothes with black flowing cloud patterns embroidered on his shoulders. With two long eyebrows reaching into the temples, he is unparalleled in handsomeness."

Scoff, the snow beast continued to lower its head and crack the pheasant.

"I heard that during the battle between the Ruthless Dao and the Extreme Passionate Dao that day, blood flowed into rivers in the Divine Palace of the Upper Realm, and the Milky Way was stained with the blood of the gods. Lord Yayi, the head of the Ruthless Dao's emperors... His Excellency, he once used The body turned into the river of forgetfulness, and fell into the boundless hell god prison. The place where the ancient gods are buried is called the deep prison."

Chi la, another sound of tearing a pheasant.

"In that year and that month, most of the ruthless Taoist emperors of the Upper Realm Shrine died in battle. I heard... Although Emperor Yunlan was defeated that day, he still had a domineering nobility."

The snow beast finally raised its head slowly, and grinned, but there was no emotion in those snow-colored vertical pupils. "What the hell are you trying to tell me?"

Geng Sang stared intently at its pair of snow-colored vertical pupils, repeating to the person in person the legend he heard from Master Yan Taoist more than a thousand years ago. "I heard that Emperor Yunlan stepped forward and stood in front of Emperor Fenghua, the head of the Jiqing Dao Sect, on the day when the Jingong was defeated. On that day, Emperor Yunlan once said personally, I will surrender, and you, Emperor Will not let me go. So, what's the use of begging for mercy?"

Snow Beast was silent for a long time.

At the bottom of the gloomy sword cliff of Baishi Mountain in the lower realm, Emperor Yunlan, who had turned into a snow beast, lost the plum blossom-shaped divine seal on his forehead, and was no longer as cold and arrogant as the rumors said.It is cracking the pheasant with its claws, and the spiritual power in the palm is used to roast the meat to please a mortal.

It is not the legend that Geng Sanghua is familiar with, the legendary Emperor Yunlan who dared to challenge the extremely affectionate Dao Fenghua Emperor by himself, and it is not the rumor... the god from the upper realm that Geng Sanghua admired infinitely when he was young. The ruthless Taoist practitioner of the palace.

"Emperor Yunlan..." Geng Sanghua's voice trembled slightly, and there were indescribably complicated emotions hidden in his peach blossom eyes. "Why did you..."

Snow Beast looked up at him.There was nothing in those snow-colored vertical pupils, neither sorrow nor joy, nor love or hatred.But it was probably because Geng Sanghua's mood swings were too violent at the moment, it was unexpectedly rare, and he didn't make fun of it, just quietly waiting for his unspoken question.

"you……"

I don't know when the night has come quietly, the light at the bottom of this sword cliff is getting more and more gloomy, the leaves are shaking in the wind, rustling, it seems that it will rain again.

Geng Sanghua got up slowly, stood in the shadows of the dark night and asked the snow beast. "Why on earth did you come to my Baishi Mountain? Even if the Immortal Venerable of the Upper Realm is knocked down, there is no need to stay."

Snow Beast laughed.Bowing his head, he tossed up the remaining few pheasants that had been roasted long ago with his snowy paws, and while roasting them with spiritual power, he said slowly and in a nonchalant tone: "Don't be stupid again. Passionate and ruthless, neither can cultivate the Tao.”

Geng Sanghua had no choice but to open his lips slightly, breathing hard through his mouth instead of his nose, so as to cover up the wet tears gradually rising in his peach blossom eyes. "Emperor Yunlan..."

"Don't call me this name again." Snow Beast laughed abruptly, interrupting him: "The dispute between the Ruthless Dao and the Extreme Passionate Dao has been going on for more than ten thousand years, and now the person who sits in the shrine is the Extreme Passionate Dao." Emperor Fenghua, what you and I said today is already inappropriate."

Geng Sanghua suddenly felt angry. "Are you so afraid of him?!"

Snow Beast slowly extinguished the fire in his palm, and handed the last few roasted pheasants to Geng Sanghua, grinning. "Why do you think so much? It's not your business."

Geng Sanghua's eyes became more and more blazing, and he could hardly control himself and said sharply: "Could it be that you have already abandoned the way of ruthlessness? Just because you are afraid of that person?"

Seeing that he still refused to pick up the roasted pheasant, Snow Beast sighed helplessly, cracked the chicken with its claws, and fed it piece by piece to Geng Sanghua's bright red thin lips. "Emperor Feng was born as a god, he...was never a human being."

Geng Sang laughed out of anger.He laughed until tears burst into his eyes, for the legend about the upper realm shrine that had deceived him throughout his childhood, and for Immortal Emperor Yunlan who was now sinking into the dust and roasting pheasants for him with his own hands.After the dream was shattered, all that was left was a sharp and long laugh. "Is it just for this? The leader of Jiqing Dao was born as a god, you couldn't fight, so you surrendered, right?"

Snow Beast looked up at Geng Sang's painting, which was almost insane, and pondered for a moment.After a few seconds, he shook his head and sighed. "You do not understand."

You do not understand.

Geng Sanghua had heard these three words for many years.

Ever since he went up the mountain at the age of seven, Master Yan Taoist told him repeatedly, you don't understand Xiaowei Lei.

He has heard these three words for more than 1000 years since he was seven years old, and now the other party shakes his head and sighs to him, you don't understand.

But how can he understand it?

He had clearly witnessed the corpses hanging all over the forest, and the Ruthless Dao suffered a crushing defeat. He struggled to get up from the mountain of corpses like a wild dog, blood was everywhere in his eyes, and the pungent smell of shattered golden core permeated the air.At that time... At that time, the lower realm was surrounded by deserts, and apart from him, there was no other ruthless Taoist practitioner.

Geng Sang Hua was so angry that his whole body turned cold, and he felt hatred again.He couldn't control the hatred rising from the bottom of his heart!So he gritted his teeth and stared at the shameless snow beast, and said with a cold smile: "You are living in the lower realm now, but you still chose my Baishi Mountain, because Baishi Mountain is the only place in this world that can accommodate ruthless Taoist cultivators. Is it?"

Snow Beast's eyes widened in surprise, and he smiled slowly: "Why do you think so?"

"Then what do you want me to think?!"

Snow Beast paused, probably considering that his emotions were too intense, and it was rare for him to be serious for a moment. "I told you just now that neither ruthlessness nor extreme emotion can cultivate the Dao. My fall this time seems to be a defeat, but in fact... I am also looking for opportunities to counterattack, right?"

This sentence can barely be regarded as a human speech.

Geng Sanghua calmed down a little.The next moment, he heard the Snow Beast laugh slowly again:

"Hey, don't you just care about the skin of my original body? Don't worry, as long as I can sleep with you, Master, I will immediately become a handsome young man again."

Geng Sang Painting: ...

He actually felt that his ears were broken, no, his whole body was probably broken everywhere.Otherwise, why could he turn to the bed again after hearing such a serious and tragic practice?

But the snow beast was still grinning, the laughter was very shameless. "Oh, don't worry, I know you don't like my dark skin, so after the sex, I will turn into a young man with creamy skin."