The full-level Demon Venerable was forced to obey

Cheng Mochi didn't take a long walk, but just got acquainted with the directions of the peaks and some small peaks inside the gate.

After that, he returned to Lingjian Peak.

Chu Shiluo is retreating upstairs, and the gentle water-type spiritual power is circling around the small room on the second floor, absorbing purer spiritual power from the spiritual vein at the heart of the peak.

Cheng Mochi had nothing to do, so he wandered around on the first floor, and suddenly found that there was an extra set of bedding in his bedroom. The fabric looked very comfortable, and it was not cheap at all.

Not only that, but there are many more decorations in his house, which looks a little more human.

The corners of Cheng Mochi's lips raised involuntarily, and he walked to the bed, only to find ten pieces of Lingyu laying upright beside his pillow.

Except for Chu Shiluo, no one else does these things.

Cheng Mochi looked up at the upstairs, and then stretched in a good mood.

He lay on his back on the bed, wanting to sleep, but suddenly remembered the bet with Fu Chen.Their bet was not clear, but they knew each other well that what they blocked was fate.

Cheng Mochi has been using his spiritual power for a while, and his cultivation is actually somewhat advanced, but compared with the already established foundation of Fuchen, it is still a bit worse.

He felt the spiritual power of the water system everywhere around him, and sighed softly.

If he wanted to stay by Chu Shiluo's side, stay in Wangchuan, he couldn't let others know his identity as a demon, and he had to use all his spiritual power to do it in half a month's time.

Cheng Mochi resigned himself to sitting up and meditating.

After this sitting, half a month has passed, and tomorrow is the day of Dabi in the sect.

Cheng Mochi exhaled foul air and opened his eyes.In just half a month, he has been promoted to five consecutive levels, and now he is at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he is only one step away from entering the Foundation Establishment.

This is not because his cultivation talent is too heaven-defying, but because he was reborn with his previous cultivation base.

It's just that because he has used devil energy all the year round, he intentionally or unintentionally suppressed the spiritual veins, making the meridians sluggish. It seems that his cultivation base is low, but in fact, his cultivation base is similar to that of the bigu period.

But in the past half month, he just opened up the stagnant meridians, and only then can he recover some realms in a short time.

But even with his heaven-defying cultivation method, he still couldn't reach the same level as Fu Chen before the Xianmen Grand Competition.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a foot in the door, although it's a big difference, but it's not like he has a chance of winning if he fights.

He got up from the bed and looked upstairs.Chu Shiluo still remained silent, the water system skills flowing in the air had become much thinner, and one would not be able to notice it unless one felt it carefully.

It seems that Chu Shiluo is about to leave the customs, much faster than he imagined.The time was just right, he was just in time to catch up with Cheng Mochi to participate in the competition.

Cheng Mochi in his previous life also participated in the competition at this time, but he was in the real Qi refining stage at that time, although he lost to Li Qinghe in the end, it was reasonable.

He remembered that at that time, Chu Shiluo seemed to have been fooling around in the ghost world, and did not come to participate in any competitions at all.The enmity between him and that ghost king seems to have been provoked at that time.

Thinking about it, the ghost king was also a vengeful, otherwise why would he beat Chu Shiluo to death after so many years.

Cheng Mochi stretched lazily, wandered aimlessly on the first floor, walked out the door again, and saw the Bianhua flowers almost covering the entire peak.

He frowned.When he first came here earlier, the flower had soared by less than half its peak overnight.

But when he and Chu Shiluo came back a few days ago, they found that the pattern had not moved during their absence.But only half a month later, the crimson shore has spread all over the entire peak.

Moreover, with so many flowers clustered together, the fragrance of flowers still seems to be absent.Although the smell is indeed reassuring, it is indeed a bit weird.

Cheng Mochi didn't think of the specific reason, so he didn't think about it anymore, but looked from afar, looking at the entire Wangchuan Immortal Gate.

In fact, he doesn't have too deep memories of Xianmen. After all, he was not well received in his previous life, and he never communicated with other places. At most, he occasionally went to the North Twelve Peaks to pick up tasks and exchange some Lingyu.

What he remembers most is the Wanjian Cave in Lingjian Peak.

In the Ten Thousand Swords Cave in his previous life, besides the immortal swords, there were also a large number of various cheat books and story books. Apart from practicing every day, he just soaked in the sword cave and looked through the treasure books of cheats.

Because of this, he didn't even come out of Lingjian Peak, but he had a general understanding of all the big and small things in this world.

If not, when he was kicked out of the fairy gate later, he would not have found the residence of the great demon so easily, subdued the opponent, and became famous in one battle.

Although many things have changed in this world, the study on Lingjian Peak is still empty, and those ancient books should still be ashes in the sword cave.

Instead of being idle, it's better to move those books and make the house more popular.

Thinking about it, Cheng Mochi raised his hand to call a crane, and ordered it to stop on the square platform two miles below the peak according to his memory.

But the closer to the peak, the stronger the sword energy, the crane shrieked and didn't want to fly half a step forward.

Chu Shiluo looked around and saw that there was really no one here, so he sent the crane away, leaped in Lingfeng himself, and stood firmly on the platform.

Although this platform was not as wide as the one where their residence was located, it was not small either.

It's just that this platform is even more bleak. In the dark sword cave at the end, sword aura mixed with cold wind howls out from time to time. Over the years, the platform and the surrounding rock walls are covered with sword aura scratches.

Even the weird Bana flowers on the peak became bleak here, only a few sporadic ones flinched in the cold wind.

Cheng Mochi glanced casually, and walked towards the sword cave not far ahead without stopping.

The so-called Sword Cave is a cave made here, very simple, without even a door, only the strong pen above the cave entrance, with the words "Wan Jian Cave" written on it, which adds a bit of solemnity.

The word was written by Xianshou himself. Thinking about it, he felt that the cave was too shabby, and it really didn't look like a serious place to breed immortal swords, so he decorated it a bit.

Cheng Mochi stepped into the sword cave with ease, and as soon as he entered, countless sharp sword qi struck, but before touching Cheng Mochi, he stopped abruptly and dissipated without a trace.

It's like being afraid of Cheng Mochi, not even daring to touch it, and has already been passively defeated.

Cheng Mochi was not surprised by this. The Primordial Dagger in his body never left his body. As a rare god-level weapon among weapons, no matter how powerful the sword energy was, he couldn't help bowing his head to it.

In the previous life, there were almost no weapons that dared to withstand the three moves in front of Hongmeng, but it was rumored that the saber of the fairy head was also a divine sword, so I don't know if there is a chance to learn from it.

Cheng Mochi thought, and walked towards the depths of the sword cave without stopping.

After turning two bends, a sword mountain as big as a small peak came into view.

The mountain is full of spirit swords of various levels. The lower you go, the lower the level, and the higher you go, the higher the level of the sword.

Cheng Mochi didn't pay attention to those low-level ones, but looked straight at the divine sword inserted horizontally on the peak.

The whole body of the sword glowed with a cold light, the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, extremely sharp, and the hilt was made of black jade without any variegation, and it felt icy cold when held in the hand.

The reason why Cheng Mochi is so clear is because this sword named Chizhe was his previous sword.

He usually doesn't like to show Hongmeng to others, so Chi Zhe has become his bright sword, and Cheng Mochi really loves it.

In addition to Cheng Mochi's surprise, there is another reason why Cheng Mochi attaches great importance to this sword, that is, this sword is a god-level weapon, the divine power on it and the faintness on Hongmeng's body attract each other.

Moreover, when Cheng Mochi was disturbed by the demon energy, Chi Zhe seemed to come back to life, injecting his own divine power into Cheng Mochi's body, saving him no less than ten times.

But because of its gentle sword energy, people generally think it is a heavenly sword, but they don't know that it is a magic weapon.

In this life, Cheng Mochi still wants to take it down.

Just doing what he said, Cheng Mochi tapped the ground with his toes, and flew onto the sword mountain.

He went straight towards Chizhe, because the spirit swords on the mountain of swords recognize their masters, and each person can only win one in a lifetime, so Cheng Mochi stepped on one of them without any scruples, trying to use his strength to pull Chizhe out.

But just when the tip of his toe touched the unknown fairy sword, an accident happened suddenly.

The fairy sword was actually stepped out of the sword mountain by him, and hit the ground with a "ding", the sound echoed in the sword cave for a long time.

Cheng Mochi: "..."

He looked at Chi Zhe, who was holding the hilt of the sword tightly, and then at the dim spiritual sword on the ground, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Not so unlucky, right?

"That's stepped on, doesn't it count as pulled out?" Cheng Mochi muttered, exerting a little force without hope, trying to pull out the scolding, but his heart was half cold.He knew the rules in this sword cave. Whether it was intentional or not, he had already pulled out a spirit sword, which would smash the entire mountain of swords, and he would not be able to take any other one away.

But at the next moment, something happened that stunned Cheng Mochi.

He landed on the ground in a trance, with the familiar and long-lost touch on the palm of his hand. He looked at Chi Zhe with a cold light in his hand, and then at the nameless sword lying under his feet like a dead fish. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was more joy or surprise. .

He bent down to pick up the sword under his feet, raised it to his eyes and looked at it.

From low to high, spiritual weapons are divided into yellow, mysterious, earth, heaven, and god five, and the one in Cheng Mochi's hand is an earth-level spirit sword that is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary.

He stared at the sword, raised his other hand, and compared Chizhe to look at it. Except that Chizhe was really beautiful, he didn't see anything else.

Cheng Mochi raised his eyes to look at Jianshan, suddenly blessed to his heart, and an incredible guess came to his mind.

He approached Jianshan, put the spirit sword in his hand aside, and stretched out his hand to pull out the other sword. As expected, Cheng Mochi pulled out this sword with ease.

He also tried other spiritual swords of different levels, each of them fell out without any effort, and it fell out when he pulled it out lightly. Compared with it, it seems that this is the most difficult to handle.

Cheng Mochi looked down at his feet, there were already a dozen swords piled up on the ground, he looked like a peddler selling swords.

He picked up those swords and studied them all at once, secretly thinking that this is wrong.In his previous life, he also tried to draw other swords when he was bored. He tried no less than a hundred times, but he never succeeded.

What's going on now?

He was contemplating the reason, but the ground under his feet suddenly shook. At the same time, the swords in the entire Sword Mountain began to buzz, and all kinds of sword energy danced wildly.

The majestic water-type spiritual power was no longer as gentle as before, but filled with fierce and terrifying killing intent.

Chu Shiluo actually broke through again? !

One can imagine the danger of breaking through two realms in a short period of time, especially when the first realm is not yet stable.

Cheng Mochi's expression became solemn, and he immediately raised his steps and rushed out of the sword cave, ignoring any rules, the magic mist rose directly from his feet, leading him back to the mountainside in a hurry.

He went upstairs without a pause and came to Chu Shiluo's door.

The messy spiritual power was on the rampage, and Ah Mu squatted outside the door and turned around anxiously. After seeing Cheng Mochi, he hurriedly said in a crying voice: "Daddy, Daddy."

Cheng Mochi bent down and rubbed his head, and said softly, "Don't worry."

After all, a layer of light gray demonic energy surrounded him, and then he directly raised his hand to open the door, facing the huge spiritual pressure from the Nascent Soul stage monks.

He frowned slightly, and immediately made a barrier after entering the house, trapping this bedroom in the barrier, so as not to accidentally hurt Ah Mu who had no self-protection ability.

Cheng Mochi didn't pay attention to other things, and saw Chu Shiluo sitting on the bed at a glance.

At this moment, Chu Shiluo's complexion was pale, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead, obviously he couldn't bear this overbearing spiritual power.

As soon as Cheng Mochi's arm was loosened, all of the large spirit swords fell to the ground, including Chizhe.

He walked quickly to Chu Shiluo, and pure spiritual power emerged from his palm.He went to bed and sat down with Chu Shiluo facing each other.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand and held Chu Shiluo's hands on his knees. The moment he interlocked his fingers, the spiritual power in Cheng Mochi's body rushed into Chu Shiluo's body forcefully.

"Oh!" Chu Shiluo snorted, his complexion distorted in pain, and blood began to ooze from the corners of his eyes.

Cheng Mochi couldn't bear to look any longer, so he closed his eyes, and manipulated his spiritual power to travel through Chu Shiluo's meridians, soothing the restless aura in his body inch by inch.

The spiritual power of the monks in the Nascent Soul stage is too strong, Cheng Mochi is a little thankful that he has been practicing diligently these days, otherwise he really can't stop it.

I don't know how long it took, Cheng Mochi felt a spiritual force in Chu Shiluo's body move, and it was Chu Shiluo who finally regained consciousness.

The two worked together, and after a long time, the new spiritual energy in Chu Shiluo's body was gradually pressed into the Nascent Soul, and finally stabilized.

Cheng Mochi exhaled, and when he opened his eyes, he met Chu Shiluo squarely.

There were blood tears in Chu Shiluo's eyes, and the blood dripped down his cheeks, which was in stark contrast to his pale complexion.

His plump lips parted slightly, and he only called out "Xiaochi" softly, and the next moment he fell asleep exhausted, and his whole body fell towards Cheng Mochi.

Cheng Mochi hurriedly opened his arms, wrapping him in his arms, and the corners of his lips brushed against Chu Shiluo's hair indistinctly, and half of his body became numb in an instant.