My mythology is different from yours

Xuanzhi knew that he would not ask for no reason, Shentu Tao would say that, obviously the peach tree was not very good.

She held his face obediently, pressed her lips to his, and breathed into his mouth.In the past, her anger was enough for him for nine days, but now Xuanzhi can't count how much anger she has spent for him, but it doesn't seem to be effective.

She said anxiously: "Is it not possible? My anger can't counteract the power of the heavenly rules on you?"

"It's okay." Shen Tutao said in a hoarse voice, "I was trapped in the body of the paper figurine just now, and let it take a chance to spread."

"How are you doing now?" Xuan Zhi was even more worried, and asked, "Then what about the fruits you're carrying? Aren't they all sprouting? Are they all right?"

The collapse of the surrounding scenes suddenly slowed down. After a crisp sound of glass shattering, the last space collapsed, and the two were swallowed into the thick darkness. They turned around, as if they had returned to the original prison cell.

But this time is different, because there are no four walls around them, they seem to have fallen into the void of chaos.Even if there is the word "chaos" in the inscription, it is impossible for an earth immortal to have the power to create a chaotic space. If one is not well controlled, this chaos can swallow the world.

In order to kill his delusion, Tiangui did everything possible.

Shen Tutao suddenly felt like laughing, everyone in the world said that a natural god is the most favored person in the world, since the day he was born, he has been sitting at this end point that no one else can reach even if they try their best.

Endless, loved by heaven and earth.

"Your Majesty?" Xuan Zhi shouted in doubt, gently touching his face.

When Shen Tutao was silent, no matter how close he was, even if he sat on him, Xuan Zhi could not feel his presence, because he had no breathing, no temperature, no heartbeat, which made people very disturbed.

She rubbed a ball of flames on her fingertips again, and seeing the flames reflected in his red pupils, the uneasiness was relieved a little.She stared into his eyes, and said seriously: "Shen Tutao, if you need my help, just tell me, don't try your best."

The flames reflected in Shentu Tao's pupils flickered, he looked at her fixedly, read the undisguised worry in her eyes, and said with some hesitation: "Are you worried about me?"

"Nonsense." Xuan Zhi couldn't believe it, what kind of talk is this?Isn't it obvious that she's worried?She is going crazy!

"This fruit does not belong to you alone. When you bloom, I work hard to pollinate you, and give you the vitality one bite at a time. In this way, they are also the crystallization of my hard work."

Shen Tutao came to his senses and nodded, "Okay, I'll keep them." He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and said, "I need your divine sense, and it will make you uncomfortable just like last time. "

Xuan Zhi's fingers on his shoulders suddenly tightened, she was silent for a moment, and asked, "Why do you need my consciousness?"

Shen Tutao explained: "I need your essence, but you are too weak, if you directly suck the essence, you will not be able to bear it."

He used to take out just a little, and she would tremble to death. If he really let him take a sip, she might be exhausted and die immediately.

"Through the entanglement of spiritual consciousness, your essence can be integrated into my body without hurting you." Shentu Tao raised his eyelids and glanced at her before adding, "After the last time, the peach tree has grown very well. "

It grows very well, even the branches are a bit thick.

Xuanzhi: "..." Of course the soul-soul connection can be integrated into your body.

The last time she was teased for no reason, she didn't quite understand this kind of high-end operation between monks, but Xuanzhi naturally couldn't take it lightly when it involved her own spiritual consciousness, so she asked someone for advice afterwards.

At that time, she lived in the same courtyard as Wei Yunshi, a female cultivator taught by Xuan Sheng in Xiye Town. She asked insincerely, and was stuffed with a book of basic exercises for the dual cultivation of Taoists.

After she finished reading it, she realized that it was the legendary divine friendship.

She knew that Shentu Tao's peach tree might not have much time for her to hesitate, Xuanzhi bit her lip, and made up her mind: "Come on, don't let your fruit die, I don't want to kiss you endlessly .”

Shen Tutao's eyes moved slightly, and she kept looking at her for a moment. Xuanzhi was very uncomfortable being watched by him, and immediately extinguished the fire on her fingertips, her cheeks were burning, and urged: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

As soon as Xuan Zhi finished speaking, she was pressed by the hand on the back of her neck, and Shen Tutao's cold lips pressed against hers, but she paused for a moment on her lips before opening her mouth to swallow her breath, and her spiritual consciousness sank into her altar .

This is not the same as pulling out a wisp of divine consciousness back then. Shen Tutao's primordial spirit was directly exposed in her spiritual altar, with a jade crown, silver hair, red pupils like fire, and a dark red brocade robe embroidered with gold patterns on his body. She was on the altar, but she was concerned about something and didn't act immediately.

"It's up to you." Shen Tutao's voice was very soft, and it sounded directly in her mind. He sat there obediently without moving, waiting for Xuan Zhi to expand his sea of ​​consciousness and reach out a ray of consciousness to touch him.

Xuanzhi has not even cultivated Yuanying, let alone Yuanshen. Fortunately, due to her previous life, her mental power is still strong, and she can barely condense into a luminous illusory figure.She stretched out her hand to put on Shentu Tao's hand, and the power of Shentu Tao's primordial spirit penetrated from her fingertips, and a trembling electric current rushed through the fingertips they touched.

Before touching him, Xuan Zhi was mentally prepared and did not lose her composure like the first time.While letting herself get used to it, she gradually deepened the touch of their spiritual consciousness.

The direct contact of spiritual consciousness is more unreserved than physical contact, even the senses will be magnified several times, and the difference in the strength of spiritual consciousness between the two becomes more obvious.

Xuan Zhi was powerless to resist this kind of touch, and his spiritual consciousness was almost completely wrapped by him.

Shen Tutao carefully suppressed the cold and dead energy in her body, what Xuan Zhi could feel at this moment was the same warmth as when she first came into contact with her.

Through the intertwined spiritual consciousness of the two, Shentu Tao's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness slowly unfolded towards her. Xuanzhi saw the huge peach tree, and with a thought, she saw the tree wrapped in layers in the Huiying Hall. The peach tree under the array.

Where the peach tree meets the main trunk, there is a black dead air spreading upwards. The branches and leaves that were still lush and tender enough to squeeze out water last time seemed to be dehydrated by the sun. The canopy drooped lazily.

The dead air has flooded the bottom branch. The bark of that branch is wrinkled, and many leaves have fallen. Those still hanging on the branch are also curled up and yellow. The whole branch has completely lost its vitality.

Xuan Zhi felt distressed, "I remember that there should be a fruit on that branch."

Shen Tutao was silent for a while, "Only you think you should have it."

Xuanzhi led him into his own sea of ​​consciousness, hugged him tightly, and said confidently, "I promised you, I will let you Yes, it doesn't matter what the heavenly rules allow or not."

When she spoke boldly like this, her body trembled in his arms, and the fingers on his shoulders were clasped tightly, almost piercing through the body of the paper figurine. Light, the painful touch of being scratched by nails was transmitted to his consciousness.

His consciousness immediately hesitated, and he carefully let go of her a little.

Xuan Zhi paused for a while, then asked blankly, "Enough?"

"You don't look very good." Shen Tutao hesitated.He was ignorant of the primordial spirit, and he didn't know the severity. He could only get feedback from the five senses through the rune circles all over the bones, meridians, and flesh. He didn't want to make her angry like last time, so he kept paying close attention to her body. Reaction.

Xuan Zhi admitted that she was really not well, and said with a trembling voice: "You are too hot." His consciousness can no longer be called warmth, when he entangles her, her consciousness is almost melted by him .

But his body was cold, Xuan Zhi wanted to push him away at one moment and approach him at the other, and in the end even she was confused.

Shen Tutao's red pupils flickered faintly in the darkness, and looked down at her, "You are also very hot."

The breath sprayed on his lips was scorching hot, even hotter than usual, dyeing his lips with temperature.Shen Tutao's limbs were cold, but the person in his arms was very hot, and the places that came into contact with her were gradually infected with her body temperature.

Shen Tutao tightened his arms, wanting to be closer to her, to feel this rare warmth.

Xuanzhi couldn't help keeping her knees together, and couldn't because of the body stuck in the middle. She suddenly realized something, and suddenly struggled, and the force around her waist immediately loosened.Xuanzhi half-kneeled from his lap, withdrew from his arms, took a few deep breaths, and said, "It's fine if you intertwine your consciousness, and I can also help you breathe in this way, you, don't hug me .”

Shen Tutao was silent, retracted his hands, only pinched one of her wrists, "Okay."

The primordial spirit that was entangled with her was nourished by the essence, and the dying peach tree finally regained a little life tremblingly, as if it had been dewed after a long drought.

This seems to be a seesaw of life and death, stabilizing the situation of Peach Tree.Xuan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. She tried her best to ignore the physical sensation, and turned her head to look around, "Such a stalemate is not a solution. Is this the core word of the inscription? What kind of space?"

"It's chaos, a place that can trap gods." Shen Tutao's voice was low, and he had to admit in frustration, "I can't break through here."

"Chaos?" Xuanzhi patted him reassuringly, and said with a smile, "Maybe I can try."

"You just stay in my sea of ​​consciousness obediently."

Shentu Tao Yuanshen was in her sea of ​​consciousness, so he could clearly see all her actions. He watched her split a ray of consciousness into the talisman, and came to an empty temple on the top of the mountain. The incense is lit, and I want to invite a god.

Layers upon layers of memory fragments emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness, and Shen Tutao saw many images that did not belong to this world, which should be her past.

From these memories, he read the message of the god she wanted to invite.In another world, at the beginning of the primordial world, the ancient great god who possessed the ability to open up the world, split the chaos with one axe, supported the sky with his hands, stepped on the ground with his feet, and opened up the world.

Shen Tutao realized what she wanted to do, and suddenly tightened her five fingers on her wrist, and shouted: "Xuanzhi, no!"

Not even the axe!