The Whole Cultivation World Wants To Revive The Venerable

Heart Sect, Shadow Palace.

The floor of the main hall is made of a whole piece of black marble, which looks depressing and cold.

In the center of the main hall, Cheng Duan, dressed in red, sat on the floor. In front of him was a short case with a thick stack of drawing paper and a few Zihao brushes on it.

The man sat at his desk and drew for a long time, then suddenly dropped the pen in his hand and muttered to himself: No...the lips are not right.

It turned out that he spent half a day at his desk for a portrait.

The man in the painting is wearing a white brocade robe with a red mark on his forehead.

In all fairness, Cheng Duan's artistry is definitely not bad at all. For example, the famous Xinxuannv in the comprehension world was drawn by him.

So he even used only a few strokes to draw the warp and weft patterns on the brocade robe.

But this fine painting makes the whole painting more and more strange...

Because the face in the center of the scroll is blank except for the lips.

Cheng Duan shook his head suddenly, and wiped away the Zihao pen on the case with his sleeve.

He stood up and gritted his teeth looking at the painting on the desk, feeling both startled and terrified.

——Just now, Cheng Duan discovered a terrible thing.

It has been more than 1,200 years since Li Fuyue died. And after Jian Changhe washed over and over again, the image of the man who was originally deep in his mind became a little bit blurred.

Cheng Duan picked up his pen, but he could no longer draw the man's face.

Fuyue...Fuyue... He fell back to the ground, stretched out his hands to hold his chest, and called that person's name over and over again.

The Shadow Palace of Xinzong was empty, and no one answered Cheng Duan's question except for his own echo.

...

Since stealing Li Fuyue's Daoist heart thousands of years ago, Cheng Du'an's cultivation has grown by leaps and bounds. Coupled with his own deep scheming, Cheng Duan became the actual controller of Xinzong in no time.

Whenever his father, that is, Xin Zongzong, was dealing with important matters, Cheng Du'an would sit and listen behind a wall.

On that night, the disciples of Xinzong who had gone to Xicheng also returned to the main gate.

The three words Tianmian Palace repeatedly appeared in the ears of Cheng Du'an sitting next to him.

Tianmian Palace, Tianmian Palace again... Cheng Duan impatiently supported his head with his hands, and sat at the table with his eyes closed.

The last time things happened, Xinzong and Tianmian Palace were already at odds.

In the eyes of ordinary Xinzong monks, Cheng Du'an had already died in Tianmian Palace.

Fortunately, Cheng Duan himself has been staying behind closed doors for hundreds of years, so he doesn't have any special feelings about whether he can move freely outside.

It's just that now the comprehension world is saying that he stole Li Fuyue's Taoist heart, and the reputation of Xinzong also plummeted, which is quite ambitious. Cheng Duan doesn't care about it.

If Qiu Wanyou hadn't suddenly descended to the realm and subdued Tianmian Palace, the two sects would have already quarreled in front of each other.

Cheng Duan was not interested in the skirmish between the disciples of the two sects. Just as he was about to send a puppet out to tell the outsiders that they could end this topic, he suddenly smelled a familiar smell...

Blood.

Moreover, it is quite similar to the blood flowing on his own body.

Smelling the faint smell of blood, Cheng Duan opened his eyes little by little.

The thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and Cheng Du's eyes looked extraordinarily deep.

The monk was sensitive to the five senses, but Cheng Duan, who stole his heart, was particularly sensitive to the smell of blood.

The man slowly sat up straight, and waved his hand to call the puppet standing beside him.

Let's see where this bloody smell comes from.

After finishing speaking, the puppet left without saying a word.

After a while, it held four long swords to its side.

These four swords appear here together, and the smell is really complicated.

The puppet couldn't tell the difference between the smell of blood, and just now Cheng Duan didn't say what the smell of blood was, so it took all the bloody things it could find.

Cheng Duan looked at the swords in silence, he got up and took the long swords one by one, and when he lifted the three swords, the man's hand stopped there.

That's it, he said to the puppet after a pause, take out the rest.

The puppet backed out silently again, and Cheng Duan sat back on the chair with the sword in his hand.

Unlike Tianmian Palace, Xinzong is not a sword cultivator, and swords are not that important to them.

So this time, Cheng Du'an saw that the blade of the long sword in his hand was engraved with many small patterns, and blood somehow seeped into the gaps in the patterns.

The careless person did not wipe the long sword, so the smell of blood has not dissipated.

Cheng Duan stretched out his fingers, stroking the cold blade with extreme gentleness.

He smiled and called Fuyue, and then asked the puppet to ask the sword man what was the name of the man he stabbed not long ago.

...

Although the tide of ferocious beasts has passed for a while, the mission of the monks of Tianshui Palace - to deal with the ferocious beasts in the suburbs of Xicheng, has not been completed yet.

Therefore, in the past few nights, the disciples of Tianmian Palace were still busy killing the beasts outside the city.

——Even pretending to be injured and wanting to be lazy at the inn for a long time, Zhuang Zhixia forcibly brought her here.

The few people who left the city dispersed, and at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the forest.

You— Seeing the black shadow, the cultivator of Tianshui Palace dressed in white immediately took his sword. However, before he could pull out the sword, there was a cold light, and the next moment, a bloodstain appeared on the man's neck, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

black shadow

Go forward and take off the disciple card that says Zhang He Chang.

The corpse disappeared in the next second. At the same time, the black shadow slowly condensed into a solid body, and finally became exactly the same as the monk who fell to the ground just now, and the disciple card was hung on him.

This night the sky was full of stars, Zhang Hechang stood in place and moved his wrists, as if he was adapting to his new look. After less than a stick of incense, he turned to the other side of the dense forest.

Although Li Fenglan had no expectations for the cultivation world, he had no intention of letting go of the beast thing.

So outside the city, Li Fenglan carefully identified the footprints of the beasts in the forest. As for Duan Qianli... he has been following Li Fenglan's side to touch the fish openly.

Anyway, the safety of the human world has nothing to do with his monster race.

Just as these two people were busy, a person suddenly ran over from the forest in a hurry.

Seeing Li Fenglan and Duan Qianli, he was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly said: You two juniors, just now a group of ferocious beasts appeared in the forest, and it's difficult for us to deal with the small number of people... He was panting heavily as he spoke. Qi, it seems that the state is not good at all.

I came here to find Senior Sister Zhuang Zhixia... Huh, I didn't expect to meet you.

Well, Li Fenglan stood up straight, frowned and asked him, Where is it?

This way! After saying that, the man planned to take Li Fenglan to the other side of the forest.

But at this moment, Li Fenglan, who was standing beside him, suddenly drew her sword and stabbed the man back without any hesitation.

He moved so fast that even Duan Qianli didn't see clearly.

Although Li Fenglan's cultivation base was not good, but the sword energy brought by this sword directly felled the surrounding trees, and also alarmed other people in Tianmian Palace not far away.

Seeing this, Duan Qianli finally came to his senses: This person has a problem!

There is no living breath on him. Li Fenglan said in a deep voice.

While speaking, Li Fenglan had raised her sword and dropped it, but in an instant, the person standing opposite him turned into a thin piece of talisman paper and fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, another six or seven figures appeared out of nowhere and attacked Li Fenglan together.

Although his swordsmanship is superb, after all, he only has a foundation-building stage cultivation base.

Seeing that Li Fenglan was having trouble coping, Duan Qianli gritted his teeth and came forward with his sword in hand.

It's really obsessed - when he started, he didn't forget to complain about himself.

Why did you come here! Seeing Duan Qianli's attack, Li Fenglan couldn't help being surprised.

If he remembers correctly, Duan Qianli is the only one who said, I'm only happy when all monks in the world are dead.

Why can't I come? We are from the same family, Duan Qianli felt a little guilty when he said this, Besides, if you save me once, we will be evened now.

After saying that, he also joined Li Fenglan, raised his sword and moved towards the puppet in front.

Although pretending to be an ordinary monk, you must know that Duan Qianli's real identity is a Mahayana monk in the demon world.

After getting along with each other in just a few days, he has learned many basic moves from the disciples of Tianmian Palace. In addition, he has always played a full set of him in acting, directly suppressing his own cultivation, so Zhuang Zhixia and his party rushed to him, and they didn't see anything wrong with him at all.

At this time, the puppets surrounded Li Fenglan and Duan Qianli.

Seeing the people from Tianmian Palace coming, Duan Qianli couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart.

How did these people come here?

After all, his cultivation was suppressed to the golden core stage, and Duan Qianli was also injured before, so he knew he couldn't perform anymore.

He took a quick look around, and then quietly used the monster clan's secret technique to attract those puppets to him while others didn't notice.

Just waiting for the next moment, Duan Qianli took the puppet and disappeared into the dense forest.

Seeing this, Li Fenglan raised her sword and followed without any hesitation.

But Zhuang Zhixia who had just arrived stopped the others, and the woman turned around and said solemnly: Don't move, there is a problem in this forest, I will send you back to the city first.

...

In fact, even if Duan Qianli suppresses his cultivation, these puppets are nothing to him in the Mahayana period.

But the blame is to blame Duan Qianli for not being healed from the injury before. After such a toss, the wound that had already begun to heal opened again.

So while leading those puppets to other places, Duan Qianli couldn't help cursing: Let's go to ashes, Qiu Wanyou.

This sound happened to be heard by someone following him.

Li Fenglan: ...

Due to blood loss, Duan Qianli's vision has been blurred. In addition, Li Fenglan was wearing Qingzhu, so Duan Qianli didn't even notice that there was a person following him.

In just half a stick of incense, Duan Qianli led those puppets to a lake in the forest.

Suddenly a golden light shone in the distance, and Li Fenglan also subconsciously closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the Tianmian Palace disciple He Yuyuan who had been following her all this time finally disappeared.

A man in a light golden robe stood in the void, his long silver hair fluttering in the wind, even making the stars in the sky lose their color.

Duan Qianli has gorgeous features, and there is a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

Xinzong puppet? He said with a smile, I think you guys are just trying to steal Li Fuyue's heart, Cheng Duan...

In the depths of the dense forest, he finally turned back to the Duan Qianli that Li Fenglan was familiar with.

The white-haired Yaoxiu called out the golden three-section whip expressionlessly, and did not hesitate to strike the puppet in front of him.

Duan Qianli, who has a Mahayana cultivation base, can knock down all those puppets with just one move.

Seeing this, Li Fenglan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, but just as he was about to retreat silently and return to the team of Tianmian Palace, he saw Duan Qianli, who was still empty just now, suddenly fell down.

Duan Qianli! Li Fenglan couldn't help calling the other party's name, and subconsciously walked forward.

He saw that Duan Qianli's face was pale, and even the original light golden robe was more than half stained red with blood, which looked particularly frightening.

The man closed his eyes tightly, looking dizzy.

You don't need to think about it, it's all old wounds.

Can you hear me? Li Fenglan couldn't bear to help the man up, dragged him to the tree and sat down.

He should have left at this moment as if nothing happened. But what Duan Qianli said just now saved his life, Li Fenglan really couldn't let him stay here with a wounded monster.

After struggling for a long time, Li Fenglan took a handful of water from the lake and splashed it on Duan Qianli's face.

The long silver hair was wet, but the man was still lying there motionless.

Don't die... Li Fenglan's heart suddenly sank.

Duan Qianli is a demon, an important supporting role in Taoist of Sleeping Heaven, wouldn't it be ridiculous if he died right now?

Although thinking about this in her heart, Li Fenglan hesitated for a moment, and silently stretched out her hand to check Duan Qianli's breath.

so far so good.

Feeling the thin air flow from her fingertips, Li Fenglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Duan Qianli should still be alive.

However, at the next moment, when Li Fenglan was about to withdraw his hand, Duan Qianli, who was unconscious, suddenly reached out and grabbed Li Fenglan's wrist.

Fuyue, why didn't you kill me?

Hearing these two words, Li Fenglan couldn't help being startled, but then he realized that Duan Qianli still had his eyes closed tightly, and he couldn't see his ambition clearly, he was probably talking nonsense.

Li Fenglan tried it, and found that even in sleep, Duan Qianli's hand strength was still so strong.

The other party tightly tugged on his wrist, with no intention of letting go.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Li Fenglan simply sat down beside Duan Qianli,

Logically speaking, the clothes of both of them are not thin, but sitting side by side, Li Fenglan could feel the scalding heat from the people around her.

Duan Qianli's body temperature itself is higher than that of ordinary people, but at this temperature, Duan Qianli definitely has a fever.

Li Fenglan sat down and began to rest with her eyes closed. Although his spiritual root was connected, compared with the previous life, he is still no different from a mortal body now.

Coming here with Duan Qianli and the puppets just now has already made Li Fenglan feel very tired.

Li Fenglan planned to take a break, but since she fainted, Duan Qianli kept repeating that nonsense, which was really annoying.

Fuyue, why didn't you kill me?

Could you please be quiet? Li Fenglan pressed her eyebrows with the other hand.

But Duan Qianli didn't seem to hear Li Fenglan's words, he even held the man's wrist even tighter: ...Why didn't you kill me?

Li Fenglan sighed, and finally couldn't help but said: Because you look like a human being.

What he said was 100% true.

If Duan Qianli was awake and heard Li Fuyue say these words, he would probably be so angry that he vomited blood on the spot and passed out again...

But the fact is like this - like Li Fenglan can kill ferocious beasts without hesitation, but she can't make a move on her cuteness.

Although Duan Qianli is a monster, his appearance is no different from that of a human.

This made it impossible for Li Fenglan, who was a vegetarian in the snowy Meizhou, to kill half a living thing before the age of three hundred, and even followed his master all the time.

I don't know if Duan Qianli really heard Li Fenglan's words, but he suddenly stopped talking.

Just when Li Fenglan thought that the other party was completely confused and was about to pull out the means from Qianli's wrist, Duan Qianli, who was wearing a golden robe, suddenly turned around and gently embraced herself in his arms.

Fuck!

Li Fenglan instinctively wanted to push her away, but even if Duan Qianli was injured, he was still a demon cultivator at the Mahayana stage.

Li Fenglan was completely trapped in the opponent's arms.

In the next moment, Duan Qianli leaned his head on Li Fenglan's shoulder helplessly, and suddenly felt aggrieved and said, All my people say...you don't kill me because you are interested in me...

Li Fenglan:? ? ?

And this kind of rumor?

He recalled when he fought with Duan Qianli back then, what the other party said and did, and suddenly realized that Duan Qianli didn't seem to be joking.

He thought so seriously.

...You really don't understand style. Just as Li Fenglan was still digesting the last sentence, Duan Qianli suddenly said this again.

Hearing his words, Li Fenglan froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

I don't understand... what is it?

Li Fenglan felt that she couldn't hear anything.

Are you interested in Duan Qianli?

Do you not understand the style?

What is this all about!

If the person here is Qian Li Fuyue, he probably won't understand what Duan Qianli is talking about.

But in front of Li Fenglan, she has resurrected her life and swam through the comment section of Taoist in Heaven.

He knows that some readers like to imagine the relationship between characters in novels.

Whether they are familiar or unfamiliar, they can make a couple when they pass by. I and Duan Qianli seem to be a little popular...

Of course, there are readers who don't like this.

Hearing Duan Qianli's words, Li Fenglan instantly thought of a comment from a reader of Tianmian Daosheng: This is a serious man's novel, don't mess around. Engage in male-male relationships! It's all about brotherhood! Brotherhood!

But the current situation is that it is Duan Qianli himself who intends to chaos and engage in male-male relationships!

The last time when Duan Qianli said something about beating mandarin ducks with a stick and madame, his attention was all on Qiu Wanyou, and Li Fenglan didn't think deeply.

Li Fenglan even thought that he said that on purpose to slander her deadly enemy.

No, no, what am I thinking about...

Li Fenglan quickly shook her head, throwing out the thought just now.

After Li Fenglan was puzzled, Duan Qianli finally sat back, cursing Qiu Wanyou in his mouth... It seemed that if Qiu Wanyou hadn't been there, he would have been able to achieve his wish.

After all, after being reborn, Li Fenglan was very clear and open-minded.

In the previous life, he couldn't understand the information at all, but this time it didn't take long for him to digest it.

But looking at the people around her who were still scolding Qiu Wanyou, Li Fenglan suddenly remembered the presumptuous words of Duan Qianli thousands of years ago.

When he thought that Duan Qianli was using this to mock and ridicule their entire cultivation world.

Thinking about it now...the other party is probably serious.

And every time I heard Duan Qianli's nonsense, I would... beat him harder.

At this moment, Li Fenglan is still doubting her life. He didn't see that, sitting side by side with him for thousands of miles, a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of his eye.

The tears quickly fell between the white hair, just like the future.

In a daze, Duan Qianli remembered a past event.

Duan Qianli was born as a member of the demon clan, he is used to acting recklessly, and he is not bound by the imaginary rules of human beings, let alone all the rules, responsibilities, and obligations in the cultivation world.

Duan Qianli has always felt that his job is called freedom.

He thinks that whether it is human nature or demon nature, the essence is selfish. That being the case, it might as well live a happy life according to nature.

He has lived like this for thousands of years, and he never thought that he would regret that day.

But the fact is that Duan Qianli really regrets it, and regrets not at the beginning.

One thousand and two hundred years ago, in the Yaozu imperial palace, sunlight fell into the house from the window, illuminating the whole room.

It is rare to have such good weather in Yaoyu.

Duan Qianli was wearing a beige color jacket, lying on the couch while reading a storybook, while throwing a cherry into his mouth, he looked very comfortable.

Yaozu people have always been free-spirited, as a young man, he is lying or not, his snow-white hair hangs to the ground. There was a breeze blowing from the window, gently lifting a few strands of hair, which made Duan Qianli look very evil.

At this moment, a flower demon who had been by his side quickly walked into the room.

Even if they get along with the flower demon day and night, when they see Duan Qianli, they can't help but look at him a few times.

Short, the flower demon came to him and said, Just now there was news from Tianmian Palace that Li—ah no, Young Madam, has been locked up by something.

Li Fenglan didn't know that Duan Qianli kept ordering the people around him to call herself Young Madam.

Lock it? Duan Qianli put down the cherry in his hand, got Sipa to dry his fingers and sat up straight.

He paused and asked, How about locking it?

It is said that people from the cultivation world have already started ambush... the flower demon said cautiously.

Although she is just a little demon, her reputation as Fu Zhen is too famous, even if she has never been out of the demon world, she has heard of it.

Duan Qianli gritted his teeth and said, They really want Fuyue to die...

The flower demon didn't dare to speak, and waited for a long time before cautiously probing: Then what are you planning?

Of course I rescued him! Duan Qianli said.

The monster clan has always been wanton, and there are few monsters, so they can mobilize the whole clan's power unconditionally.

Besides, Duan Qianli is going to rob someone from the cultivation world. It is very exciting to say this. As long as he says it, the Yaozu people will definitely follow.

Even this little demon with a lot of strength, when he heard Duan Qianli's words, his blood boiled all of a sudden.

Kill to Tianmian Palace, a sect in the realm of comprehension! Then almost snatch them as head monks!

This is called stimulation! This is what we demon cultivators should do!

Then why are we— the little flower demon asked impatiently.

Before he could speak, Duan Qianli picked up another cherry, put the cherry into his mouth, and said to the flower demon with a smile, What's the rush?

At the next moment, Duan Qianli made a life-long decision that he regretted in the future.

He said: Wait a while, until Fuyue is completely disappointed with those pious people in the cultivation world, then we will never be too late.