The full-level Demon Venerable was forced to obey

Two days later, a news claiming that "The Immortal Gate of Wangchuan is going to sell spirit swords" spread among the monks.

For a while, everyone was talking about it, whether it was a well-educated monk or an unrestrained casual cultivator.

"I heard that the sword cave in Lingjian Peak is open to the public, and anyone can get the fairy sword in it."

"I've heard that famous storytellers in various cities have been talking about this recently, and they also said that they can deliver spirit swords directly to your door according to everyone's needs!"

"Really? But if you don't choose this sword yourself, how do you know if it's suitable for you?"

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As we all know, the Spirit Sword Peak of Wangchuan Immortal Sect specially provides spirit swords for its disciples. It is rumored that there are countless spirit swords on the Sword Mountain, all of which are naturally raised, and they are much stronger than those made by ordinary craftsmen.

For this reason, the monks who were unable to enter the River of Forgetfulness were all envious, but they never imagined that one day they would also be able to obtain a suitable spirit sword from it. How can this make people not excited?

However, not everyone can enter the Wangchuan Immortal Gate, so they can't directly enter the sword cave to choose, and can only wait for the monks from Wangchuan to send them over.

Although it was a pity that they could not see the true appearance of the sword cave, but they thought that the monks from Wangchuan personally gave it to them, and they faintly looked forward to it in their hearts.

These rumors quickly spread to Wangchuan Immortal Sect and reached the ears of every peak master.

Wei Shunzhi was half lying on the couch, and Empress Su was sitting on the mahogany stool beside him.

"Senior brother, Yushoufeng has been throwing away some spiritual animals and birds recently, and every time one is lost, some spiritual jades are still in place." Su Hou frowned slightly, observing Wei Shunzhi's expression carefully, as if trying to see from it Something.

Wei Shunzhi raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a sneer, "What? Do you think I, Lingqi Peak, made it?"

"Of course not!" Empress Su immediately waved her hand and said with a dry smile, "I'm not. I heard that senior brother made a photo stone, so I wanted to borrow it from you to see who is so bold."

Wei Shunzhi snorted coldly, called a disciple to come in loudly, and then told the disciple: "Go and get a photo stone for your uncle."

The disciple obeyed the order and left, and Empress Su immediately thanked him: "Thank you brother for your generosity."

"Generous?" Wei Shunzhi glanced at him and said, "According to the time, five pieces of spiritual jade per hour."

"What!" Empress Su's eyes widened, "You want too much!"

Wei Shunzhi said in a low voice, "You want to use it yourself, and I'm not forcing you. If you don't want to part with this money, don't use it."

This is what Empress Su said to them thousands of times on weekdays. Almost every time the price of spirit animals on Yushou Peak increases, he uses this sentence to make everyone violently angry.

Now, he finally found a chance to return the words.

Just now that disciple went back and forth, holding a tray in his hand with an unremarkable stone on it.

Empress Su's face was extremely ugly, she waved her hand at the disciple, and said, "You take it first, and I will take it when I leave, and you can pay less."

Wei Shunzhi: "..." He secretly cursed a miser in his heart.

After the disciple went out with the stone, Empress Su said again: "I don't know if senior brother heard anything?"

"What's the matter?" Wei Shunzhi took a sip of the tea in hand and said, "Is it about the opening of the sword cave in Lingjian Peak?"

Empress Su was stunned for a moment, and said: "Sure enough, you can't hide anything from senior brother. However, in the sword cave of Lingjian Peak, every monk can only get one sword in his life. I don't know what junior brother is doing this time. ghost."

Wei Shun's eyes were downcast, the expression in his eyes was unclear.

After a while, he said again: "The rules of the sword cave are set by the way of heaven, and no one can violate them. This time, it's just Chu Shiluo's trick."

Empress Su asked modestly, "How do you say?"

The sword in the sword cave can't be taken out, but there are many craftsmen who can make spirit swords in this world, just find a few and reach a consensus.

Chu Shiluo can say that the spirit swords they made were produced in the Sword Cave of Lingjian Peak. Later, by using the names of the Sword Cave and Wangchuan Immortal Gate, these ordinary spirit swords can increase in value a lot, and there is no need to use them at all. Worried about not being able to sell.

After hearing this, Empress Su hesitated and said, "Young junior brother doesn't seem like a liar, and besides, won't doing so damage the reputation of Xianmen?"

Wei Shunzhi said in a deep voice: "The Immortal Head will come back today, it's better for him to talk about it."

This side has already calculated how to interrupt Lingjian Peak's plan, and Chu Shiluo and Cheng Mochi on the other side have not been out of the house for two days.

"Master, don't you really want to take a break?" Cheng Mochi lay half on the side of the table, looking at Chu Shiluo who was painting with his head bowed opposite him.

Chu Shiluo said without raising his head: "No need, there are two more and the painting will be finished."

His movements of swiping the pen were fast, and almost every time he raised the pen, a delicate image of a spirit sword would appear on the silk paper, and at the same time, the name, level, and attributes of the spirit sword would be inscribed beside it.

On a piece of silk paper half the size of a table, there are a total of more than a hundred spirit swords printed on them, all of which were drawn by Chu Shiluo freehand. There are more than 30 such papers.

These silk papers will be posted in all big cities later, and those who are interested in buying a spiritual sword can leave their name, address, and desired spiritual sword next to the silk paper, and disciples of Wangchuan will deliver the spiritual sword to their door afterward.

Once sold, no return or exchange.

Cheng Mochi stared at Chu Shiluo idly, seeing his wrist flipping deftly, suddenly thought of something, and stood up abruptly.

Chu Shiluo looked up at him in a daze, with doubts in his eyes.

"I..." Cheng Mochi looked away guiltily, and said, "I'll make broth for you."

After that, he left the hall in a panic.

It wasn't until he walked out the door that Cheng Mochi heaved a sigh of relief.He stood there with a complex expression for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt weird.

Just now, he actually thought about Chu Shiluo's hands, so flexible, if they touched certain places, would it be more comfortable than Cheng Mochi's own hands?

While Cheng Mochi wanted to get this ridiculous idea out of his mind, he couldn't help thinking more.

Master's face is so smooth, isn't it the same on his body, if he pinches it lightly, there will be reddish fingerprints left on it.

The master's lips are always pink, and when he speaks, the lips touch and then open, occasionally the white teeth and the pink tip of the tongue can be seen.

And those dexterous, slender and soft hands always rubbed against Cheng Mochi's palms intentionally or unintentionally, scratching them from time to time, bringing out bursts of itching.

Cheng Mochi's eyes darkened, and after a long while, he raised his hand to cover his face, and took a deep breath.

After a long while, his face became cold again.He raised his hand to attract a crane, and quietly rushed to Yushou Peak.

Cheng Mochi touched two chickens from the spirit bird circle familiarly, then dropped a piece of spirit jade, and returned to Lingjian Peak without anyone noticing.

And less than a quarter of an hour after he left, Empress Su came late with a photo stone.

Cheng Mochi didn't know that he would escape a catastrophe, so he started cooking soup after returning to Lingjian Peak.

In fact, before this, he hadn't cooked for a long time. After becoming a Demon Lord in his previous life, a group of demons rushed to serve him, so he didn't have to worry about it at all.

But for the first half of his life, he has always been self-sufficient. After leaving home, he has done all kinds of dirty work. He also helped cook in a restaurant, and learned a good cooking skill by the way.

It's good that he didn't lose all his good cooking skills, otherwise the two of them wouldn't be able to enjoy such delicious food now.

Chu Shiluo was painting in the hall, Cheng Mochi was cooking soup in the kitchen, neither of them spoke.

The quiet and warm atmosphere enveloped the room, which relieved Cheng Mochi's tense nerves a lot.

When the delicious taste of chicken soup permeated the air, Chu Shiluo's painting was finished.

He stretched his waist and looked at the more than 30 drawings on the desktop with satisfaction. When he smelled chicken soup on the tip of his nose, he was greedy.

He folded the tissue papers and put them together, then walked to the door of the kitchen, and saw Cheng Mochi filling soup into a porcelain bowl.

Cheng Mochi noticed him coming, turned his head and smiled at him, and said, "It's ready."

Chu Shiluo nodded, took two steps forward, and said slowly, "Do you want me to take it?"

"You?" Cheng Mochi glanced at his hand subconsciously, and the thought that had been suppressed just now resurfaced uncontrollably, he looked away without a trace, and said in a natural tone, "How can there be any reason for Master to do it?"

Chu Shiluo stared at his side face for a few times, and then thought of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, which was fleeting.

The two ate in silence. The atmosphere was not as harmonious as before, but if I had to say it, there was no difference.Cheng Mochi didn't look at Chu Shiluo's face the whole time, and after eating without taste, he stood up and said, "I'm going to post these pictures tomorrow morning, I'll go back to practice first if I have nothing to do."

As he said that, he was ready to leave.

Chu Shiluo wiped his mouth slowly, and when he walked to the door, he said: "Burn some hot water, I want to take a bath."

Cheng Mochi stopped and didn't look back.

Once monks enter the door, there will be no more dirt in their bodies, so monks don't need to bathe like ordinary people at all.If you take a bath, it is only for short-term comfort.

Since they met, Cheng Mochi and Chu Shiluo have been running around, and they really haven't taken a serious bath, at most they just wiped their bodies with a wet towel.

So it's normal for Chu Shiluo to suddenly want to take a bath now, but now Cheng Mochi's mind is all messed up, and even normal words seem to carry unusual meanings in his ears.

Suddenly, he was patted lightly on the shoulder, and Cheng Mochi turned around quickly to avoid it, looking at the opposite side vigilantly.

Chu Shiluo's hand was in mid-air, and he was stunned for a moment, then he retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and said, "Why are you in a daze?"

Cheng Mochi looked away, whispered "Go now", and then quickly walked into the kitchen.

Cheng Mochi stared blankly at the gradually heating water in the pot, but his five senses were sensitive to the sounds from the outside world. He heard Chu Shiluo stepping up the steps, walking up the stairs step by step, and then raised his hand and pushed open the bedroom door.

He walked in without closing the door, as if waiting for someone to enter.

Then, there was the sound of heavy jade hitting the ground lightly, it should be Chu Shiluo took out the tub from the storage ring, it sounded like jade.

If it is white jade, then when Chu Shiluo sat in it, was the wall of the barrel whiter, or his body was whiter...

Cheng Mochi unconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes darkened.

The water in the pot became warm in no time, Cheng Mochi carried two half-height buckets, filled them with warm water, and walked upstairs step by step.

At a glance, he saw in Chu Shiluo's bedroom, facing the door, a bathtub made of black jade, with a black and smooth texture, and even traces of spiritual power attached to it.

Chu Shiluo removed the jewelry on one end, and took off his coat, only wearing a thin inner coat.

Cheng Mochi only glanced at him, then looked away, and silently poured water into the tub.

"Okay, Master." He said something in a deep voice, then turned around and walked out, not forgetting to say in a low voice, "Rest early."

"En." Chu Shiluo responded lightly.

Cheng Mochi went downstairs without looking back, and he was relieved all the way into the bedroom.

Irregular vibrations came from his chest, and the base of his ears felt a little hot.He lay down on the bed irritably, but his hearing, which he was usually proud of, was tortured at this moment.

He could clearly know that Chu Shiluo hadn't closed the door.

The sound of him taking off his underwear, the sound of lifting his feet into the tub, the water flowing over his slender legs, sinking into his waist, slowly soaking his chest, shoulders and neck...

Cheng Mochi's chest seemed to be clogged, and no matter how much he exhaled, he couldn't get relief.

Suddenly, Chu Shiluo's cold voice came from upstairs, he said: "Xiaochi, come up."

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!