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Ji Qingning looks generous, he has his own self-confidence, but this self-confidence is just right, it will not become conceited.

Even if Mozun was in the fusion period, he was not too flattering, just a normal conversation.

He thanked Zhuang Qiu: "My master is obsessed with the magic formation. Master has been looking for the master's replica for a long time. Now, thanks to the great grace of the lord, my master can get what he wants. I don't know how to do it." If I can repay the Lord, if the Lord needs help, I will definitely do my best."

"Even if it's my sincerity in establishing diplomatic relations with your faction."

"Before I came, I sent the sect leader to hear that the Lord is buying soul-cultivating pearls. It happened that there was one in the sect, and we expressed our love in return." Ji Qingning took out a brown box from his arms. The restriction prevents outsiders from prying. After opening, there is a white bead inside.

Zhuang Qiu was indeed collecting Soul Cultivation Pearls before, because he practiced too fast and needed to warm up his soul.

At this time, there is no need to be polite, accepting it can actually warm up the friendship between the two, and if the two parties have always paid for each other, then such a relationship cannot last long, so Zhuang Qiu accepted it.

He stretched out his hand to take it, and then clamped the soul bead with the white bone, the soul bead was warm and cool in his hand.

The Soul Cultivating Orb is not an evil thing like the God Devouring Orb. The Soul Cultivating Orb is made of soul jade and is a natural product of heaven and earth. Zhuang Qiu has already had an influence on the God Devouring Orb. Also, that's why he chose such things as Soul Cultivation Orbs. Although the effect is far less than that of Devouring God Orbs, Zhuang Qiu couldn't get over that hurdle if he wanted to use evil things.

Putting the Soul Cultivation Pearl away, Zhuang Qiu said: "Then I won't be polite."

Zhuang Qiu received the Soul Cultivation Orb, and Shenyin received the engraved magic circle, neither of them owed the other, but the relationship was also drawn in.

Looking at the storyteller on the stage, Ji Qingning took the initiative to start the conversation and said, "My lord likes to listen to books? There are many mortals in the Qingyuan Mountains who do this kind of business. If the lord is interested, you can come to my Qingyuan Mountains to have a look." Look."

Zhuang Qiu replied, "It's just killing time."

"I've heard that the Ghost Lantern Festival in the Demon Realm is a festival, but I don't know what the origin of the Ghost Lantern Festival is." Ji Qingning picked up another topic.

Zhuang Qiu explained: "It is said that there is a ghost cultivator who has ascended, and his Taoist companion has not seen the opportunity of ascension in the lower realm when the deadline is approaching, and he is about to sit down. The ghost cultivator used the ghost lamp as a guide, and he came to the lower realm to accompany him. However, because the real body could not return to the upper realm, this ghost cultivator also died when the catastrophe came. In order to praise this behavior, the ghost cultivator in the later generations of the devil world, before the ghost cultivator led the ghost lamp. On this day, it will be the Ghost Lantern Festival, when hundreds of ghosts will parade through the streets, using lanterns as guides, to meet Taoists."

Ji Qingning was stunned for a moment, and said with emotion: "So, there is such a poignant story behind this."

Zhuang Qiu said slowly: "Alone, so what if you ascend."

Ji Qingning's eyes were a little strange, his smile was less polite and more sincere, and then he agreed: "It is indeed better for the two of you to spend thousands of years together than the long lonely nights alone. It will be more open than what I and others see, with the main road as the top priority."

Ji Qingning thinks that he has lived for more than a hundred years, so he will be entangled in love and love. However, the devil has lived for tens of millions of years. For him, love should not be worth mentioning. The road of practice is originally lonely. , not to mention having cultivated to such a high level.

"That ghost cultivator has already ascended, isn't he still sticking to his feelings."

"I'm narrow-minded." Ji Qingning frankly admitted his narrow-mindedness, and apologized to Zhuang Qiu.

Seeing that the two of them had the same opinion, Yan Mo interjected without winking: "I don't think love is that important, cultivation is the most important. Love will only hurt you, and only real cultivation can protect yourself."

"What you said makes sense. If you don't have the strength, you really can't protect your lover. You can only watch your lover die." When Ji Qingning said, there was no trace of sadness.

Zhuang Qiu wondered for a moment whether the lover he was talking about was himself or not, but when he turned his head, he was relieved again, it doesn't matter if it is or not, anyway, he has already resolved both grievances and grievances.

Yan Mo knew what Ji Qingning meant, so she gave him a comforting look.

That child is indeed a good boy, and if it wasn't for his words, Yan Mo would not want the Demon Realm to establish diplomatic relations with the Taixuan Sword Sect today.

And it is indeed a pity that the child died. How did she know that when the child said goodbye to her, it was the last time. If she knew, she would definitely give something more, so as to make up for the guilt in her heart right now.

"I heard that Xiao Yi of your sect is already at the top level." This is what Zhuang Qiu heard before, and what Feng Mo said when he reported.

"Exactly, Uncle Xiao Yi was just promoted to the Superior Realm a year ago."

"Very good, your sect will not be afraid of being bullied like this."

Ji Qingning smiled and agreed with the Mozun's words, but he thought about it carefully, no matter how he thought about it, he found it strange. , the relief of being able to shelter from the wind and rain.

Ji Qingning thought to himself, this should be the words of the Demon Lord, it sounds like the Demon Realm has become one with the Taixuan Sword Sect.

On the spirit boat, the three of them were chatting with each other, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Mo's situation had arrived.

It was almost dark already.

Being close to Huai River, the air is full of water vapor, so the wind blowing on the face makes people feel extra comfortable.

When she was about to get off the spirit boat, Shenyin had just woken up from her training.

He excitedly held Zhuang Qiu's hand again, if he hadn't restrained himself, he might have hugged him directly.

"I don't thank you for your kindness. If there is anything I can do in the future, and it doesn't violate morality, just tell me." Shenyin has such a temperament. Feel friendly and not obtrusive.

If Shenyin's words are misinterpreted by someone with a heart, many other meanings can be misinterpreted.

For example, the Mozun has already reached the top of the body and is a master of formations. If he needs help from Shenyin, a verbal help is no different from perfunctory.

But that's what Shenyin really meant.

Naturally, Zhuang Qiu would not misunderstand Shenyin, he just felt that the master was honest and didn't care about his current appearance at all. You know how many children in the devil world were scared to cry by his appearance wandering around in the devil world.

But Shenyin didn't hold any grudges at all, and she didn't worry about whether she had practiced some evil exercises, so she just held on to it.

Ever since he had a heart, Zhuang Qiu has a little perception, and right now he can feel the warmth of Shenyin's fingers.

Ji Qingning saw that the demon was being held still by Shenyin, and wondered if this demon would not like people approaching me, so he pulled Shenyin back without any trace, and said to the demon: "My master is too Happy, abrupt."

"No, Your Excellency Shenyin is not afraid?"

Shenyin asked roughly, "What are you afraid of?"

Zhuang Qiu thought Shenyin's rhetorical question was a bit funny, so he took his hand out of his sleeve, opened it on Shenyin's face, and closed it.

It seems to be saying to Shenyin: Look, I have a pair of bone hands that can move.

Shenyin also stretched out her hand, opened and closed it, and said calmly, "I have it too. Are you people in the Demon Realm making such a fuss? I thought people in the Demon Realm were invulnerable to all poisons."

Zhuang Qiu coughed because of Shenyin's frankness.

"Feng Mo is waiting for us, let's go."

Ji Qingning looked at Mozun's back in black robe, thoughtfully.

Brother also has this habit, if he can't answer something, he coughs or touches his nose.

It's just that many people have this habit.

Ji Qingning smiled wryly.

What are you doing here, Ji Qingning?

He was amused by his own guessing.

He shook his head, got rid of this impossible guess, and followed Shenyin.

Feng Mo had known for a long time that Mozun was coming, so his battle was extraordinarily large.

As soon as the soldiers at the gate of the city saw Mozun, Feng Mo immediately came to welcome him with his soldiers.

Zhuang Qiu looked at the welcoming posture along the road, and he really couldn't laugh or cry.

"There's no need to mobilize teachers like this." Zhuang Qiu said hoarsely.

"How can we not mobilize the crowd like this? The demon king is here, and we are all in the city, sweeping the couch to welcome us."

Zhuang Qiu hesitated for a while, thinking to forget it, don't discourage Feng Mo's enthusiasm, anyway, it's already like this, let him mess around.

"Come on, let's see where we live."

……

"The subordinates know that the lord likes purple magic crystals, so they specially prepared the crystal palace for the lord." When he was about to walk to the residence, Feng Mo said to Zhuang Qiu, with a smug smile on his face, as if he was asking for credit.

That's right, the original Mozun liked purple magic crystals, and there was a corridor made of purple magic crystals.

But Zhuang Qiu, as a native of the comprehension world, did not have a special liking for the purple magic crystal.

Feng Mo was photographed on the horse's leg.

But Zhuang Qiu felt his heart, so Zhuang Qiu said: "Thanks for your hard work."

Just hearing these three words, Feng Mo immediately felt that the hard work of the past few days had been offset, and he could continue to lick.

"As for the members of the Taixuan Sword Sect, follow me."

Fengmo arranged for Zhuang Qiu a fantasy crystal palace made of purple magic crystals, but for the members of the Taixuan Sword Sect, it was much more ordinary, so he gave them an ordinary residence not far from the Demon Lord.

The buildings in Fengmo City are not the same as those in Yanmo City. The four corners of the eaves in Yanmo City hang up like a phoenix about to soar into the sky. The buildings in Fengmo City are light and light, with simple eaves and more columns than usual.

Because the Huai River sometimes floods, Fengmo City is not suitable for being too fancy. In order to resist floods, the buildings are tightly attached to the ground, just like big trees growing on the ground. underground complex.

……

night.

Starry.

The Huai River is calm and calm, with occasional churning waves.

The green water looks quiet and treacherous.

Zhuang Qiu was standing by the seaside, looking at the green sea surface blown by the wind.

The moonlight shrouded the sea, making the whole sea seem to be covered with a layer of silver gauze.

The sound of footsteps came from next to his ears, Zhuang Qiu turned his head and looked, it was Ji Qingning who was walking slowly.

The moonlight favored Ji Qingning more than the sea surface, making his crescent-white clothes more tender, and the smile in his eyes was faint, but extraordinarily intoxicating.

"The lord also came to see the sea?"

"Ah."

"I heard from Senior Yan Mo that the night view of Huai River is like a scroll, so I was curious to take a look."

Ji Qingning still felt a little strange. He came to see it because he had never seen it before, but the Demon Lord has lived in the Demon Realm for so many years. Would he have never seen it? But Ji Qingning felt that he seemed to be shocked, even his spiritual power The barrier was lost for a moment.

"There is still the moon now. It will be more beautiful when the moon is hidden in the clouds." Zhuang Qiu thought about his expression just now and wondered if Ji Qingning saw it. Ji Qingning is a careful and smart person, and the four protectors combined are not enough for Ji Qingning A person is smart, but luckily Ji Qingning doesn't know Mozun, otherwise he would have already revealed his clues.

He didn't know when Ji Qingning came, so he deliberately said this to show that it was not the first time he had seen it.

Ji Qingning accepted Zhuang Qiu's words and said with a smile: "No matter how many times you see this kind of scenery, I'm afraid it will be as shocking as seeing it for the first time."

While speaking, the clouds were blown by the wind, blocking the moonlight, and the night darkened.

The green is darker.

The boundless sea is like a beast devouring people, which can arouse the deepest fear in people's hearts.

Even though they have reached the fusion stage, they can cut mountains and cut off the flow with a flip of their hands, but in front of the vast and boundless Huai River, which is bigger than the Demon Realm, they will always be in awe.

The moon was brightened by the wind again.

The sea is still calm.

The two of them didn't speak, they were silent in a very tacit understanding, waiting for the next coming of the moon without light.

……

The Ghost Lantern Festival has begun.

The Ghost Lantern Festival, as the annual courtship day of demon cultivators, is much grander than other festivals.

No matter when, love love love is always an eternal topic.

How many mortal books talk about children and grandchildren, how many talk about monarchs and ministers, and how many talk about love.

Although those love stories can't be put on the table, except for some that have the meaning of resistance, the rest are all classified as idle books.

But I can't stand people watching it.

Just passing by, the street seemed to have made a deal, the originally sparse flow of people suddenly increased, and those who sold all kinds of gadgets also set up stalls, each with its own advantages, and kept a close eye on Moxiu Lingshi in hand.

The seaside, which was originally deserted, gradually became more crowded.

Naturally, these low-level demon cultivators have never met Lord Mozun, so they only have one impression of Zhuang Qiu, a terrifying ghost cultivator in a black robe with only bones.

If you see Zhuang Qiu from a distance, you can just dodge it, but there are also those who don’t have long eyes, a pair of Taoist couples, who are having a sweet time, bump into Zhuang Qiu head-on, and the female demon cultivator yelled in fright, The male demon Xiu hurriedly protected him behind him, and stared at Zhuang Qiu covetously.

This pair of Taoist couples are only at the Golden Core stage, and they look very young. Naturally, Zhuang Qiu can't be as fussy as these people. When he was about to leave, he saw Ji Qingning walking in his direction.

Then he stood in front of this male demon cultivator, revealing the coercion of his transformation stage, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency, it's better not to say what you want to say, or I may not be polite."

Transformation period!

The male demon cultivator turned pale, dragged his Taoist companion and ran away in a desperate manner.

Ji Qingning turned his head, and the person who was still smiling was full of spring.

"Could it be that Qing Ning was a little offended, just thinking that the Lord might not care about it, so he wanted to express his anger for the Lord."

Zhuang Qiu was silent for a while, then said hoarsely, "No."

Ji Qingning thought to himself, whether he didn't offend or didn't care.

However, the lord didn't seem to want to answer this question, and Ji Qingning naturally wouldn't force him, so he changed the subject with a smile: "Why doesn't the lord turn into flesh and blood? It should be easy for the lord .”

"So what if it changes, and what if it doesn't change."

Ji Qingning was stunned, and then said: "My lord taught me that the words of outsiders are not that important, and it's best to be yourself."

Zhuang Qiu looked at Ji Qingning's thin clothes, and reminded: "The Huai River is a bit cold after nightfall."

Ji Qingning didn't know what Venerable Master meant by that, could it be to remind him to add clothes?But they are all monks, even in the freezing environment, they can use spiritual power to keep their bodies warm, why would the Lord remind him to add clothes.

Or, the lord doesn't like a cooler environment, so he doesn't want to stay any longer.

Although Ji Qingning was a little puzzled, he replied, "Your Majesty has gone back?"

Zhuang Qiu didn't explain, and hummed.

"My lord please."

Zhuang Qiu and Ji Qingning walked side by side, the two left Huai River and entered Fengmo City.

Fengmo City has already become lively.

The originally empty space is now full of gadgets, and there are some similarities between the things in the demon world and the cultivation world, such as this long love lock and this acacia tree.

Ji Qingning looked at the acacia tree, and said to Mozun, "My lord, please wait a moment."

Zhuang Qiu was a little surprised and said, "When did you believe this?"

Ji Qingning replied: "Of course it's time to write a letter."

Ji Qingning didn't realize there was anything wrong with these words at first, when he turned his head and was about to write on the paper, he suddenly froze.

Mozun just asked him: When did you believe in this.

what does that mean.

Did Mozun know him before, what kind of person he was before?

But how could he know.

Did he hear it wrong, or did Mozun's words have other meanings.

Ji Qingning turned his head, wanting to see the Mozun.

Then he saw crowds of people around him, and he was the only one standing there. Under the black robe were red eye sockets, as if quietly looking towards him.

Ji Qingning doesn't believe in any sixth sense, let alone intuition.

He believed in hard facts, and in the evidence before him.

But the demon in front of him has nothing in common with Zhuang Qiu, the skills he practiced, the demon's preferences, and the demon's memory.

But Ji Qingning had such an almost terrifying intuition.

The Demon Lord in front of him is very similar to Zhuang Qiu.

Ji Qingning turned his head, laughing at his intuition.

You have only met for a day, I am afraid that you miss Zhuang Qiu, and you are lovesick, and everyone looks like Zhuang Qiu.

Ji Qingning shook his head and wrote down his name on the paper.

He took two quick steps, and said apologetically to Mozun, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay." Zhuang Qiu didn't care, he turned his head and continued walking on the street with Ji Qingning.

Before taking a few steps, Ji Qingning suddenly saw a familiar figure.

He yelled in disbelief: "Uncle Qinghong?"

Qinghong was talking to others about how wonderful his script was, Yu Hanxiao next to him was very well-behaved, he didn't say a word, but his eyes kept on Qinghong.

Hearing someone calling him, Qinghong subconsciously turned his head to look, and then met Ji Qingning's eyes.

Qinghong's hands froze in mid-air.

It's not that she left, and it's not that she doesn't.

Let's go, you've been seen by others, and you'll feel guilty if you leave.

Let's not go, this scene of meeting again is really embarrassing, if she is very beautiful, she can still see her old friends, but now she is selling her scripts in a panic, it is really not a good thing.

She waved her hand awkwardly and said, "Qingning, long time no see."

Ji Qingning was pleasantly surprised, he took two quick steps, walked in front of Qinghong, and said happily: "Uncle Xiao Yi searched for you in the realm of cultivation but failed to find you, so you are in the realm of demons, no wonder."

Qinghong was even more embarrassed, she smiled and said: "Why are you looking for me, do you want some compensation, the Huajian faction and the Taixuan sword faction are indeed the fault of me, but I don't have spirit stones, so I probably can't afford to pay if I have them. "

"Uncle, you think too much, Uncle Xiao Yi doesn't think you can afford it."

Uncle Qinghong: ...why is this kid's mouth getting more and more poisonous?

"Master, what are you doing? Are you selling scripts? You used to like to read them. You didn't expect to be able to make a living from them now. But who wrote this script." Ji Qingning's words were indeed compliments, After all, there is no shame in earning Lingshi, as long as you can earn it.

But when he opened the title page and saw the author's signature and the hero's name, his smile slowly froze on his face.

On the title page of the book, in the column of the author is the big word "Hong Qing", isn't this clearly saying that it was written by Master Qing Hong.

What makes Ji Qingning look stiff is the heroine of this story.

The first male protagonist is Shenyin, the second male protagonist is Xiao Yi, the third male protagonist is Lu Xuan, and the fourth male protagonist is him.

Uncle Qinghong let go of Zhuang Qiu who was already on the road, but did not let go of the other people on the mountain.

"Qing Ning, the uncle also has no other choice. The uncle just started writing, so he can't create his own characters. He can only write according to the people he has met. You understand the uncle. After all, the uncle is so poor that he can hardly afford to eat. Urgently need to earn some spirit stones."

Ji Qingning ignored Qinghong's begging for mercy, he flipped through the book with mixed feelings.

He can see ten lines at a glance during the stage of transformation, but because his memory is so good, these words seem to be imprinted in his mind, and he can't forget them at all.

Ji Qingning was silent.

The story is actually very simple, it is a story of love, hatred and hatred that revolves around Shenyin.

Xiao Yi is a plundering senior who imprisoned Shenyin, Lu Xuan is a well-behaved and obedient disciple, and Ji Qingning is a white lotus with a deep heart—Ji Qingning disagrees with his deep scheming, and he doesn't Not white lotus.

Zhuang Qiu looked at Ji Qingning's complicated and silent expression, and became curious about Qinghong's book.

When she gave it to herself, she didn't care. Could it be that the writing is ugly?