Xianjun has a disaster

When Ji Xueting saw Tianqu's expression at this moment, he felt a little headache.

Last night was indeed a bit... indeed a bit too sloppy.

he thought to himself.

Maybe it was because he was too tired last night, or maybe he really should be more wary of Wu Qing in the soul bottle. Endless troubles.

"Please don't pay too much attention to what happened last night. I just want to prevent the Shangxian from being absorbed too much by the things in his stomach due to the old problem of unstable spirit. I can only try to double cultivate with the Shangxian. There is really no other meaning for expedient measures, and I hope the gods will forgive me."

Ji Xueting said softly, with a warm tone, which suddenly sounded extraordinarily gentle, and even a little coaxing - just like someone who was "cultivated" from the inside to the outside by someone last night. It's not Ji Xueting at all, but Tianqu.

Tianqu Xianjun blinked his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on Ji Xueting.

No matter how gentle and euphemistic the latter said, in fact, Tianqu understood everything when he saw the alienation and trace of regret in Ji Xueting's eyes.

Ji Xueting's tenderness is just a disguise. What I have to say is probably because in that narrow cave before, Ji Xueting rarely revealed a trace of real cruelty in order to sever ties with him, so that Tianqu appeared again later. The reason why that person talked to him so cautiously was because of the symptoms of instability of mind and soul and the transformation of demons. It was purely because he was afraid that Tianqu's hidden disease would be brought back and cause him other troubles.

Even if it's a spring night, even if the man under his body last night was so gentle and deceitful, as soft as spring water, but once the sun rises, to Ji Xueting, he is just an acquaintance who will cause trouble.

After thinking about this point clearly, for a moment, Tianqu suddenly felt uncontrollable despair and sadness in his heart.He even felt that he should die earlier, preferably before he regained his consciousness and was buried in Ji Xueting's body before he was killed by a knife.

In that case, at least he didn't have to suddenly return to the reality that made his heart ache after that night of happiness that was almost unreal.

No, it's better not to die.

If he died, he would not be able to see Ah Xue again.

Even though he was dying of pain, in the final analysis, he still couldn't let go of the other party.

Moreover, Ah Xue was so obedient to him last night, and she scolded him angrily before, so what right does he have to complain and suffer?

He has had enough.

"Tianqu Shangxian..."

Maybe it was because he was in a daze for too long, Tianqu realized that Ji Xueting was a little stiff at the moment.

The white-haired fairy suddenly smiled.

"I know," Tianqu murmured, "Axue is a person who practices the ruthless way, so naturally she doesn't have any superfluous thoughts about me. The double cultivation last night was just a double cultivation."

He thought about what Ji Xueting would like in his heart, and replied word by word.

After speaking, he also got up and stood in front of Ji Xueting.

He reached out and brushed Ji Xueting's somewhat messy hair behind his ears.

Tianqu's completely unreasonable actions made Ji Xueting's heartstrings stretched to the extreme.

He narrowed his pupils and looked at Tianqu, who smiled at him again.

After one night of double cultivation, it is not known whether it is because of the difference in physique between the two, or something else, but the mental outlook of the two is very different now.

In short, Ji Xueting, as a puppet with a much slower sense than others, felt very tired, with a dull pain in his waist, legs and throat, and his face was a little pale.But the main character who acted recklessly and "farmed" endlessly that night, now looks like a goblin who has absorbed enough energy, and he no longer sees the haggard and bleak appearance before, even the habitual person is a little less than ordinary people The cheeks that are white in color now look much more rosy.

Ji Xueting was so frightened by Tianqu's faint smile that he quickly bent down to pick up the robe he had thrown on the ground last night, and left the room as soon as he wanted to get dressed.

However, after shaking off his clothes, Ji Xueting froze for a moment.

It's also strange that the night of the first taste of cloud and rain in the past 3000 years was really too presumptuous, so that the fairy clothes that came with a protective magic circle, which can be regarded as top-grade, turned out to be in tatters, and...

Ji Xueting's eyes flickered, and he quickly crumpled the clothes and held them in his hands. Only in this way, he didn't have to look at the stains all over the clothes that shouldn't be there.

This clothes, not to mention being worn out, even if it is thrown outside as garbage for people to see, it is very indecent.

"Axue, let me come."

When he was in a daze, Ji Xueting stretched out a hand behind him, and took away those unsightly rags before he could react.

"Tianqu!"

Ji Xueting was rarely flustered, and wanted to take it back, but those stained fabrics disappeared in Tianqu's Sumeru technique in an instant.

"I still have a few pieces of Wu Jinsi's clothes here, so let's just wear this one first?"

Tianqu's eyebrows were picturesque, and he smiled at him virtuously, and put a fairy robe on Ji Xueting's shoulders.Ji Xueting lost the opportunity, so he couldn't ask for those clothes back.

As for the new clothes Tianqu prepared for him, at first glance it was nothing more than a white fairy robe, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be clouds and mist lingering between the fabrics, and the golden light shone under it, obviously it was a top-quality robe.Ji Xueting came too hastily last night, so naturally he didn't bring the Sumeru Ring with him, and now he has no choice but to resign himself to putting it on even if he secretly feels something is wrong.

He was about to come by himself, but Tianqu suddenly came over and pressed his shoulder, saying that the clothes were engraved with such and other magic circles, and it was a bit complicated to wear for the first time, so it would be better to let him do it.Before Ji Xueting had time to come up with an excuse to refuse, he felt a slight itch on his neck—Tianqu lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, and he had already fastened the hidden buttons one by one for Ji Xueting on his own, and tied up his belt.

Above Xuan Qiong, the Shang Immortal who was feared by everyone in the fairy world, dressed and buttoned Ji Xueting's clothes at this time, but his movements were extraordinarily gentle, even more skilled than Ji Xueting's special dressing maid when he was a mortal.

So-and-so, until Tianqu helped him get dressed, Ji Xueting was about to leave, but Tianqu suddenly grabbed his wrist.Tianqu took Ji Xueting's hand and pressed it to his abdomen.

"It's already taking shape."

Tianqu stared at Ji Xueting, and said softly, the smile on the corner of his mouth made Ji Xueting restless.

"I, I know."

Ji Xueting said.

After so long of dual cultivation last night, and communicating with that thing for a long time, Ji Xueting has already noticed that the round egg in Tianqu's belly is now harmonious.

"Thank you, Ash."

Tianqu Road.

"Thank you, thank you for—"

"Thank you for your willingness to double cultivate with me." As if he still thought Ji Xueting was not having enough headaches, Tianqu suddenly said to him seriously, "Thank you for not loving or hating me, but still willing to... take pity on me."

……

Thinking about it afterwards, Ji Xueting didn't even remember how he took the opportunity to escape from the room under Tianqu's watchful eyes.Even before leaving, he didn't forget to hook his fingers, and brought back Wu Qinglao, who had talked about countless bad ideas last night, together with him.This is really rare - you know, Ji Xueting was never in such a mess even when he was chained by a monster prince many years ago and asked for a night of spring festival.

And if he didn't really have something to ask, under this situation, it would be impossible for him to remember Wu Qing.

Back in the room, Ji Xueting immediately unsealed the soul bottle.

Green smoke curled up, and the handsome young ghost yawned, and looked up at Ji Xueting sleepily as if he had just woken up.

"How is the double cultivation?"

he asks.

Ji Xueting: "..."

Wu Qing didn't seem to notice Ji Xueting's silence, so he continued the conversation from last night very naturally: "I see that your pupils are bright, and your spiritual power is running much smoother than before. Saying it should be of great benefit, if I were you, I would seize the opportunity to double cultivate with him—"

"Wu Qing," Ji Xueting suddenly interrupted Wu Qing, "Have you really forgotten everything?"

The shyness and slight bewilderment that still remained in the corners of the eyes and brows before, receded like snow in late spring in an instant.

The ruthless Dao Xianjun who was calm and peaceful, with a heart like an ancient well, appeared in front of Wu Qing again, his gaze was slightly cold.

Wu Qing blinked, then raised her eyes to glance at Ji Xueting.

"Basically, I have forgotten what the Eyeless Ghost wanted me to forget. As for what I still remember now, oh, to be honest, I don't know if it is my memory or not." Wu Qing sighed at this point. In one breath, "Why, you still think I'm lying?"

Ji Xueting: "If you are really my old friend, it is really possible to deceive people."

It can even be said that if Wu Qing is Jun Daoyi, then he is probably cheating in all likelihood.Thinking of this, Ji Xueting unconsciously wanted to sigh again.

It's just that now, Ji Xueting can't spare the energy to worry too much.

After all, they need to deal with Wumugui as a matter of urgency—and the real Jiuhua who is hiding behind Wumugui.

Thinking of that person, Ji Xueting's eyes grew cold.

"You said before that as long as you take out the wooden core used as the soul wedge, you can find the real body of the eyeless ghost, so where are they, you should tell us?"

"The formation set up by the Wumu ghost is weird and unpredictable, and the soul wedge will change with the breath of the world. Even I can't give you the exact position. The only way is to take out one of the soul wedges first. wedge, I can calculate the position of other soul wedges through calculation."

Having said that, Wu Qing suddenly raised her head and smiled happily at Ji Xueting.

"Don't look so troublesome, Ji Xianjun, you should be happy. After all, I happened to remember where one of the soul wedges appeared tonight."

……

That night, in front of Youling Niangniang Temple.

Ji Xueting held the Ling Cang sword in his hand, and looked helplessly at the broken bricks and rubble in front of him.

Then, his sight slowly shifted from the ruined walls to the big tree that originally wrapped the Empress Temple with its vine roots.

The tree has lush branches and leaves, but the trunk looks like countless giant vines entangled. Countless shadows overlap each other on the uneven bark. Looking at it suddenly, some shadows look like human faces.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that it is just an illusion formed by the intertwining of vines.

"Sizzle..."

"His..."

A night wind with a fishy smell blew by, the thick and dark green leaves of the big tree rustled, and the sound of rubbing against each other sounded like something neighing.

"As expected of the spirit of Qingmu," Ji Xueting murmured, "This formation has a bit of the true inheritance of Jun Daoyi."

Obviously such a weird tree was right in front of their eyes, but when he came for the first time, he was only interested in exploring the Niangniang Temple, turning a blind eye to this tree, and he didn't have the slightest desire to explore.

"Ji Xianjun, are you saying that this tree is where the ghost's soul wedge is?"

Lu Ren cowered and hid not far away, and asked suspiciously while pressing his stomach.

Ji Xueting rubbed the soul bottle in his arms that was sealed layer by layer, raised his eyebrows, and said: "If Wu Qing didn't lie to me, then it is."

"Then, what to do then?"

It was related to the fetal worm in his stomach, and when he heard Ji Xueting's completely irresponsible reply, Lu Ren's face became extremely gloomy.

"Could it be that he set some kind of trap in this place?"

The Heavenly Court scribe asked miserably.

"Well... just look at it."

Ji Xueting chuckled, and the words fell, but his figure had already swept away, holding the sword and slashing directly at the strange tree that started to wriggle.

Many of these fights are routines, and I think the judges don't care about it, so I skip it.

It is only said that after fighting with swords, the strange tree was shaved by Ling Cangjian like a stick of firewood, and it fell down with a howl, turning into a pool of green pulp.

A cloud of blue light appeared where the tree trunk was originally, floating in midair.

But within the blue light, there is a wooden hairpin.

And it's still the kind of ugly carved wooden hairpin. If a mortal woman sees her friend give this kind of hairpin to herself, she will beat him out with a broom.

But such a wooden hairpin is actually the wooden core soul wedge of the eyeless ghost who behaves strangely and unpredictablely, and has unfathomable demon skills.

Even the countless mortal puppets in Yang City are all controlled by it.

"This is the soul wedge? With it, can I calculate the position of the second soul wedge?"

As soon as Lu Ren saw the Soul Wedge appear, he was overjoyed, and he was about to step forward to take the Soul Wedge while he stroked his sleeves.

"Wait a minute—"

Ji Xueting spoke hastily.

Of course, even if he didn't speak, Lu Ren couldn't move, because before Ji Xueting opened his mouth, a black snake suddenly appeared at his toes, glanced at him coldly, and blocked his way.

The white-haired fairy took a step forward intentionally or unintentionally, guarding in front of Ji Xueting, and inspected the blue light.

"A formation is also embedded in this light curtain."

After a while, he said coldly.

"What? How is it possible? Who is so bored to set up a formation next to a soul wedge? Isn't this thing already in the formation?"

Lu Ren frowned involuntarily.

You must know that setting up a formation has been an extremely difficult thing since ancient times. Among them, Taoism, formation veins, spiritual acupoints... all must be linked one by one, so that the formation can run smoothly.It is almost unheard of and unseen practice to embed the formation method in the formation.

"It is impossible for anyone in this world to be able to do it..."

Lu Ren took a step forward and looked at it carefully before reaching the blue light.

Lu Ren originally thought that something must have gone wrong. After all, Ji Xueting is a spiritual creature and has never been proficient in formations. As for Tianqu, who is the god of the gods and possesses strange blood, he has never needed formations Helping each other, naturally also has a little knowledge of the formation.

But as he watched, Lu Ren's voice gradually became agitated.

"What a powerful technique, how could anyone come up with this kind of formation? This is too powerful, too beautiful!"

Ji Xueting frowned, and interrupted Lu Ren's unconscious murmur: "Lu Xianyou, may you see the effect of this formation?"

He glanced at the faintly emerging runes in the blue light, and roughly explained the formation with great difficulty, but the conclusion made him a little uncertain.

"Yes, I'm sorry, this formation is too mysterious and delicate, and I can only see a general idea. This formation is not an attack formation, but more related to the soul. Let me see... it affects the aura of the world. , pouring it here... What is this for? It seems to be scrubbing something... No, no, this node looks more like nourishing the soul, but what is it pumped out..."

Lu Ren was fascinated by watching it again, and then he stretched out his fingers, and unconsciously reached for the runes that were constantly flashing in the blue light.

"not good--"

Ji Xueting tried to stop him now but it was too late.

The blue light dissipated the moment Lu Ren touched it, and the green wood core hidden in it lost the protection of the formation, and fell down all of a sudden, just in time for Ji Xueting's palm.

In an instant, everything around began to howl, spin, and then scattered into countless debris.

The same tune that had appeared in Yingshan before once again attacked Ji Xueting.

Everything in reality instantly turned into a fragmented illusion in the strong wind, but the old memory hidden in something turned into an irreplaceable absolute reality at this moment.

Ji Xueting had a splitting headache, but his mind became clearer than ever.

He found himself...into a tree.

Everything around is so gray, withered, and disgusting.

The light ghost shadows turned into fine white shadows in the strong wind, and then fell from the dark purple sky like snow.

And this "snow" lasts for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years.

The evil spirit formed after the ghost's death is like mud, thickly piled up on the ground.They should have screamed, squirmed, and formed one after another chaos without sanity and purpose, but now, the evil spirit here has been completely "dead".

Because the ugliest and fiercest part of them has become the nourishment of "it".

As "it", Ji Xueting ate up all the evil spirits around him.

"It" began to sprout, take root, and slowly grow up.

Life in this place will always be the same, forever.

"It" has finished eating the evil spirit, and then there are those fish that slipped through the net - some incomplete ghosts, and some self-proclaimed powerful demons.

I don't know how long it has passed, "it" finally ended its dull and happy time, and gradually began to gain sanity.

Because of this, "it" has become stronger than ever, but at the same time, "it" has become extraordinarily hungry, although "it" doesn't know why it is so hungry.Soon, all the ghosts and monsters in the valley were eaten up by "it", and the root system of "it" spread in the dark soil, spread, and spread to a distance beyond the imagination of all living things.

"It" heard those inferior and evil creatures whispering fearfully in the shadows. They feared "it" and hated "it", but they could not escape the fate of being swallowed by "it".

"It" is very hungry.

Then, on a seemingly ordinary day, a red shadow suddenly appeared in the depths of the secluded ridge where the miasma was so thick that even light could not penetrate it.

That is a man.

"It" immediately noticed the human being, a creature "it" had never seen before.

A red dress is covered with colorful golden silk peony embroidery, gems are stamens, and pearls are tassels.

Even the most poisonous butterfly in Youling is not as bright and dazzling as him.

Then the man hummed a song, stepped on the thick corpses and mud all the way, and came straight to the tree of "it".

There was an unprecedented aura about the man.

It is different from evil spirits, ghosts, and demons.

It's an aroma, something sweet, and a beautiful color.

Moreover, there was no shadow of resentment or fear on his body.

For "it", the man is too glamorous... It even makes "it" feel a slight tingle from the divine sense.

eat him.

The hunger and thirst came fiercely, more ferociously than ever.

Various deformed faces began to appear on the hideous bark of "it", and the dark branches squirmed like living things.

The huge red flowers unfold gradually, revealing the moist, poisonous stamens inside.

But for all of this, the man didn't seem to see it at all.

"Well, I'm so sleepy... Oh my god, this kind of mountain road is too difficult to walk."

The man came to "it" step by step, he yawned, and turned his eyes away from the ugly body of "it".

Then, the man found a place at the root of "it" and half-lyed down.

He looked as if he was going to sleep under "it" tree?

The behavior was so strange that it even made "it" stop all movements.

"Thank you, other places are dirty and sticky, but your place is much cleaner, just for me to sleep."

Then, "it" heard the man mutter to "it" very happily with a slight smile.

It turned out that the man had seen everything about "it"?

"By the way, your flowers are beautiful."

Immediately afterwards, "it" heard the man say again.

Flowers...beautiful?

The stamen of "it" trembled slightly. All the human languages ​​that "it" knows come from the soul of the devoured demon. At this moment, "it" is a little uncertain about the meaning of the man's words.

But even so, inexplicably, "it" still involuntarily maintains a still movement.

"It" quietly waited for the strange man to continue to say something, but there was no follow-up after a long time.

Because the man has already fallen asleep under the body of "it", surrounded by countless thirsty and tumbling tree roots, and salivating cannibal flowers.

……

【What?You said I was almost eaten?Because you were hungry? 】

[Pfft, idiot. 】

【That feeling is not hunger at all, it is just...】

[It's just loneliness. 】