Who else can trust her and help her, and help her suppress the demon without letting Xiao Mian disappear
Leng Mushi closed her eyes and opened them after a moment.
Under the table, she interlocked her fingers with Xiao Mian's and rubbed the back of his hand with her wet fingertips for a while to comfort him.
Xiao Mian's palms were also very wet. He shook Leng Mushi's hand firmly and nodded at her.
Then Leng Mushi let go of him and stood up, grabbed the medicine she had made, and took Leng Tianyin to distribute the medicine to the injured disciples.
She is also looking for the shadow cultivator Yin Yi who is said to be injured. She must get the recipe for the pill that can suppress the evil spirit as soon as possible.
However, when she found Yin Yi, she discovered that Yin Yi was even more seriously injured than You Zishu. After he opened the Demon Ruins, he was unable to dodge when he sent his disciples out, and was stabbed in the neck by the sharp thorns of the Fanlin Beast. He survived by chance, but could not even speak. He lay on the bed and every breath was like a broken bellows being pulled with difficulty.
Leng Mushi crushed several kinds of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, helping him swallow them with difficulty. She sent Leng Tianyin to the next room and said to Yin Yi, "I have found a way to seal the moves and tried it. If you want to verify it, I can find a place to show you the initial stage of the Soul Sealing Pill."
"As for the higher-level ones, I'm still short of some things. I need to go back to the sect and discuss improvements with my master before I can try to seal more powerful moves. You said you would give me the recipe for suppressing the demonic energy. I'm in urgent need of it. Can you give it to me in advance?!"
Leng Mushi said: "Or you can give me a more convincing token, and then I will go to Yingzong on the way back to the mountain to get the recipe. You should have the final say in Yingzong, right?"
Yin Yi was not wearing a mask at this time. He was lying on the bed with a pale face, but he actually looked like a noble young man in distress. Leng Mushi recognized him based on his pitch-black clothes.
He had a white silk cloth wrapped around his neck and raised his hands with difficulty breathing. His pale lips set off his thin and tall figure, making him look like a person who had been ill for a long time.
But in fact, Leng Mushi knew that all shadow practitioners were like this. When they practiced shadow arts, they had to refine their weight and even their bones to the lightest.
He looked at Leng Mushi and blinked. His eyes were not at all depressed by the fatal injury. Instead, they were very bright, as if he had expected that Leng Mushi could do it.
He slowly raised his hand, tremblingly took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms and handed it to Leng Mushi.
Leng Mushi took it with doubt, and after unfolding it and reading it, her eyebrows suddenly twitched violently and uncontrollably, the shock in her eyes was not fake at all.
After a moment, she looked up at Yin Yi and said with confusion and bewilderment: "You're just giving me the prescription like this, aren't you afraid that I'll regret it after taking it?"
Yin Yi looked at Leng Mushi calmly. It was impossible for Leng Mushi and him to have any telepathic connection, but looking at his expression at the moment, she actually understood what he meant.
This is not a good thing. If you dare to do it, even if you have the ability.
"But how can I trust you?" Leng Mushi said, "I really can't take the risk."
It’s not just because of Xiao Mian, but also because whether the demon awakens or not is crucial.
More than 17,000 years have passed. Who would not feel disgusted when reading the record of the awakening of the devil and the four demon generals who slaughtered the human world
Leng Mushi has always believed that he is just going with the flow and is not someone who can turn the tide. He is also not as noble and admirable as those ancestors who died in the attempt to seal the demon.
She was just trying her best to keep Xiao Mian, a person she would never meet again in this life, no matter if it was an unpredictable long life or a short life that was destined to fall on a cliff somewhere in the plot after the awakening of the devil.
The rule states that as long as she obeys the plot, she will be saved and can start a new life after the plot ends.
But she had never been obedient from the beginning, and Leng Mushi did not place any hope in the rules. It was impossible for her to make the choice according to what it said.
Yin Yi still didn't say anything after hearing this. After all, he couldn't say anything now. He just looked at Leng Mushi with a calm look, as if it didn't matter whether she believed it or not.
Leng Mushi thought about it over and over again. Now the communication between the two was limited to eye contact. Yin Yi was seriously injured and couldn't even transmit his voice. She stood in front of Yin Yi's door for a while. After Leng Tianyin came, she pulled her to distribute medicine to other disciples.
In that fairyland-like valley, all the elixirs she and Xiao Mian had refined were used here. The disciples from the four sects who were injured during this training almost consumed all of Leng Mushi's reserves.
At night, all the disciples and elders from various sects who had entered the secret realm to rescue people came out. Among them were immortal leaders from other sects that had no new disciples to participate in the training this time. When a sect was in trouble, all sides would support it. Even if they usually competed with each other in the immortal sect competition, they would not laugh at each other in times of crisis.
Everyone came out and returned to their inn to rest for a while and would meet again tomorrow to discuss what to do next.
Leng Mushi, Xiao Mian, You Zishu, Xingzhou and others were all staying in the inn, taking care of the disciples while being on standby at all times.
The high-level disciples of Taichu Sect who entered the Demon Race’s ruins were all disciples guarding the forbidden area who had higher qualifications than Youzishu and had been in the sect longer. There was also the Third Elder and his disciples who returned from this journey.
There were many unfamiliar faces that Leng Mushi had never seen before, but this did not prevent her from distributing medicine to the injured disciples.
When she walked to Xuanzhu's side, she stared at him nervously, and was relieved to find that he was not injured, but Xuanzhu hugged her in his arms.
"You troublesome little bastard, I couldn't find you anywhere in there, and I thought you were dead!" Xuanzhu represents not only himself, but also Hua Yanyue.
However, among those present, only Leng Mushi and Xiao Mian could understand this kind of thing.
After a while, Xuan Zhu let go of Leng Mushi. Leng Mushi's eyes turned red. She wanted to act coquettishly in front of her senior brother and master, but it was not appropriate now, so she stepped back a little and continued to distribute medicine.
When he arrived in front of the Third Elder, Leng Mushi looked up, and even though the atmosphere was depressing, she couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.
The third elder of Taichu Sect has always been known only by name. What Leng Mushi knows most about him is that his disciples are all monsters and demons. Xiaomei is one of his disciples, and he has the smallest number of disciples in the sect. They follow his unreliable master around all year round.
When she saw him suddenly today, Leng Mushi didn't expect that not only his name was unreliable, but his appearance was even more unreliable. She hadn't seen him like this for a long time. He looked exactly like Ji Jing, her friend who had been fighting with her since childhood and was among the group of brothers she had been hanging out with in the market for many years.
Of course, they don't look the same, but they have the same spirit, the same self-proclaimed elegance and charm of a young man, just like a flower blooming in a pot, ignorant of the wind and rain of the world.
Leng Mushi used to hang out with Ji Jing the most, and when her family was wiped out, she was also the most unreliable friend. Because she liked Leng Tianyin's face, she risked being implicated and harbored her and Leng Tianyin.
Leng Mushi hadn't seen someone with such a strong worldly aura for a long time. Suddenly, she thought she saw Ji Jing's grandson and couldn't help but stare in a daze in front of the third elder.
It stands to reason that all cultivators are not contaminated by the worldly air. Even the old man who cleans the library in the sect has white hair and beard and looks like an immortal.
These three elders look too down-to-earth. It’s not that they are bad, but they are too beautiful, almost tacky.
In fact, the third elder not only looks vulgar, but his name is also vulgar. His name is Zhou Lan. To some extent, his name is similar to the flower name of Fenlian, a girl in a brothel.
Zhou Lan had a wound on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and looked at the little female cultivator who handed the pill to him and stared at him in a daze. He couldn't help but cast his gaze towards Xuan Zhu, "Is this the little junior sister you always talked about and worried about so much that she got blisters on her mouth?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice no longer had the clear tone of a cultivator, but instead had the pretentious tone of a young man from an aristocratic family, with a long and curled tail. It was pleasant to hear, and it was more and more consistent with the Ji Jing in Leng Mushi's memory.
It has only been a year since she entered the mountain, but Leng Mushi felt a sense of melancholy. She didn't know how her childhood playmate was doing in the mortal world now. Leng Mushi had never thought of him many times, but was forcibly dragged back to the mortal world that she dared not miss by the third elder.
Her mother was no longer there, leaving only sadness, but when Leng Mushi thought of Ji Jing at this moment, she realized that she did miss him.
Zhou Lan wanted to tease Leng Mushi, who was a weird person inside and out. However, now that his disciples were injured or died, even if he had a broad mind that could tolerate all the bad things in the world, he couldn't help but feel exhausted both physically and mentally.
He just reached out to take the pill that Leng Mushi handed to him, took a closer look, and said, "This pill has been refined to the highest quality. It is indeed a little junior sister who is worth your senior brother's anxiety."
After all, Danxiu is a very rare thing.
Zhou Lan threw the hemostatic pill into his mouth and chewed it directly. Soon, the place on his body that was scratched by the monster stopped bleeding.
After all, he was a high-level cultivator of the middle rank, and he traveled all year round, so he had inevitably encountered various monsters and demons. However, he was also injured in the demon's ruins. It was obviously a fluke that other disciples were able to come out of that secret realm alive.
Zhou Lan snatched the pill from Leng Mushi's hand. She came to her senses and put her hand down. The disciples were taken away by Xiao Mian and others. She returned to Xuanzhu and asked him, "Brother, I have a pill to clear heat. What do you have in your mouth..."
"I'm fine. You don't look well. You must have been busy all day. Sit for a while." Xuan Zhu pulled Leng Mushi to sit down. You Zishu and other disciples also sat down in various places in the hall, all facing the third elder Zhou Lan.
"There are no survivors inside, and we can't go in anymore," Zhou Lan said. "The demon beasts are still advancing. We need to return to the sect as soon as possible. This time, I'm afraid we have to ask the leaders of each sect to come out and kill all the evildoers in the demon ruins with a killing formation."
All the disciples looked solemn. Third Elder Zhou Lan looked at Leng Mushi again, "Oh, by the way, come here, do you have a mount?"
Leng Mushi stood up, and after a moment of confusion, she remembered something and nodded quickly, "Yes."
"Sorry, I rode for a while," Zhou Lan said, pulling out a piece of rotten skin wrapped around a branch from her arms. "She and my plum demon apprentice helped a lot in the secret realm. Her demon power is exhausted, and so is my apprentice. If you give her some blood, the two of them will become one, and my apprentice will be almost recovered."
Leng Mushi stared at the branches and rotten skin in the Third Elder's hand, speechless and not knowing what to say.
She asked why she didn't see Fenlian and Xiaomei, and asked the disciples, but they said they didn't know. Leng Mushi was not too worried. After all, Fenlian was a great demon, and Senior Brother Xiaomei was no less capable than ordinary cultivators, but their demonic powers were sealed. They were much better at protecting themselves than cultivators.
She had never activated the mount contract. After all, she had never used Fenlian as a mount... Who would have thought that...
Zhou Lan felt a little embarrassed, touched her nose, and said, "They are really fine. You probably don't know that it is easier for demon cultivators to advance after their demon power is exhausted."
Leng Mushi didn't say anything. She took the two unlucky guys over with trembling hands. She glanced at Zhou Lan and had a deeper understanding of his gaudy appearance and cruel heart.
Zhou Lan tilted her head and looked at Leng Mushi's slightly trembling hands as she received the two monsters, but she didn't show any resentment on her face. Instead, her eyes were full of heartache for the two monsters.
He felt a little itchy in his throat. This little girl was interesting. The look in her eyes showed that she really treated the monster as a human. In the demon ruins, when he urged the Painted Skin Monster to attack, he did sense that her mount contract had not been activated.
Zhou Lan thought that if she had met him earlier when he was selecting disciples in the sect, she might not have practiced alchemy now.
Leng Mushi took Fenlian and Xiaomei, who had shrunk into pieces of rotten skin and dead branches, and put them in her arms. Zhou Lan quickly moved her gaze away from her and made a conclusion, "We will rest for one night and leave for the sect early tomorrow morning. We have suffered heavy damage during this training. I'm afraid... Hey, the good seedlings that Senior Brother Zhengping has worked so hard to plant in the past few years are almost all broken."
All the disciples were silent. Zhou Lan's gaze fell on You Zishu again. Her sad eyes lingered on his broken arm for a moment, then she shook her head, stood up and went back to her room.
Xiao Mian came back after settling the injured disciples with a food box in his hand. At this time, he did not forget to bring food for Leng Mushi, and also prepared some for Xuan Zhu.
The three of them did not stay in the hall, but went upstairs to Leng Mushi's room together.
Xuan Zhu ate while watching Leng Mushi and Xiao Mian exchange eye contact several times. He realized something without even hearing them talking, and frowned slightly.
He looked at Xiao Mian, "How is your heart pulse lately?"
Xiao Mian froze for a moment, moved his lips, glanced at Leng Mushi, then stood up, straightened his back, and said tensely: "Senior Brother Xuanzhu, Nianci and I are done, I hope you and..."
"You really can't help being so unbridled when you can't help yourself," Xuan Zhu's voice turned cold, "I think you still don't feel enough pain."
Leng Mushi quickly grabbed Xuanzhu's wrist, "Brother, it's me."
Leng Mushi swallowed the food in her mouth, touched her mouth and said, "I want him to be with me, I like him very much."
Xuan Zhu snorted, "That's because he's been hanging around you all day, seducing you. Do you think I don't know what a slut he is..."
He was halfway through his words when his facial features began to change rapidly, and soon he changed from a handsome man with an unhappy face to a handsome woman with an unhappy face.
"You go out first. I want to talk to my disciple." As soon as Hua Yanyue appeared, she ordered Xiao Mian to leave.
Xiao Mian nodded obediently, then turned and walked out the door, closing it considerately.
Hua Yanyue's eyes fell on Leng Mushi and she raised her eyebrows in surprise, "You've advanced too fast, did you eat someone?"
Leng Mushi: ... I wanted to eat one, but I couldn't because they insisted that we become Taoist partners.
However, Hua Yanyue was not shocked for long. The master and disciple did not even continue talking about Xiao Mian, but quickly exchanged and discussed the new pill formulas and new directions obtained during this period.
It lasted for two full hours, until late at night, when they stopped because they were thirsty and each took a sip of herbal tea.
On the table were the new pills they had developed during this period. Hua Yanyue picked up the Soul Sealing Pill and said, "I had this idea a long time ago, but I have failed in all my attempts over the years. I thought it was the auxiliary things that were lacking, but I didn't expect it to be the most basic spiritual roots."
Hua Yanyue said: "You said you refined the Sealing Spirit Pill using the almost useless Golden Spirit Root?"
"Yes," Leng Mushi said, "I tried other ones at first, but they all failed."
A vague idea popped up in her mind, but she couldn't grasp it. After a moment of silence, she said, "Master, do you think this is like... refining a weapon?"
"The weapon master can seal the power of the weapon itself," Leng Mushi said, "I seal the moves, to a certain extent, I seal the power."
"The carrier of the refining tool is the tool, which is a natural spiritual object," Hua Yanyue said, "but the Sealing Spirit Pill has no carrier. It is pure sealing power, but how to improve it..."
The master and the disciple thought of something at the same time, and immediately looked at each other with eyes that would make others' hair stand on end.
"A carrier!"
"I need a spiritual object!"
The two of them stood up excitedly and circled the table, drinking your bowl of cold tea and I each having a bowl of cold tea, and kept chattering until past midnight. Finally, they stopped circling the table like two donkeys pulling a mill because of the new pill.
So much so that the previous excitement and shock were over, and at the end when Leng Mushi talked about Xiao Mian, Hua Yanyue behaved very calmly.
"You said that there might be a Heavenly Demon Pill sealed in Xiao Mian's body?" Hua Yanyue's tone was a little absurd, so she felt particularly dizzy and yawned.
"Yes." Leng Mushi naturally did not mention the rules or the storybook world. She pushed everything onto the Huansheng Fox, saying that she had glimpsed the truth based on the vast spiritual power of the Huansheng Fox and its nest.
Hua Yanyue rested her face on her elbows and remained silent for a while. She did not seem shocked at all by this shocking inside story.
She looked at Leng Mushi for a long while, making her back sweat. She thought of countless explanations in her mind, such as how to cover up the previous lie with another lie.
She was just evolving a pill recipe and instantly imagined countless possibilities, but after looking at the recipe Yin Yi gave her, she knew that she could not suppress the evil spirit on her own. And there were not many people in this world that she could trust and who would listen to her nonsense, and Hua Yanyue was the first one to bear the brunt of it.
Hua Yanyue just looked at her without saying anything, which scared Leng Mushi so much that her hands and feet went numb. If she told this news to the sect, Xiao Mian would inevitably suffer the tragedy of having his dan dug out. She was taking a gamble.
I bet her master is really as rebellious as she is.
Leng Mushi felt like ten years had passed before Hua Yanyue finally spoke, sounding sleepy. The first thing she said was not to question why Leng Mushi had kept such a big secret from him, but to ask, "So you knew he only had a wisp of consciousness and no soul, but you still liked him?"
Leng Mushi suddenly raised her head and looked at Hua Yanyue, who yawned and said, "He does seem to be quite well behaved... But my dear disciple, if what you said is true, he is destined to disappear."
Leng Mushi didn't understand why, but her heart was beating wildly. Hua Yanyue raised her hand and touched her pale face, then tucked the hair beside her ear. She was so gentle that it was unlike herself. She looked at Leng Mushi with an unprecedented pity.
"If it is true as you said, there is a powerful magic power in his inner elixir that maintains all vitality, and he disguised himself as a water spirit root and even joined the sect, then there must be a Heavenly Demon Pill in his body without a doubt."
Hua Yanyue propped herself up and said seriously, "But it wasn't him who sealed the Heavenly Demon Pill, but the Heavenly Demon Pill used him to hide. Since ancient times, the awakening of the Heavenly Demon has always started with parasitism."
"Parasitism?" Leng Mushi was a little confused, but she had a strange desire to stop Hua Yanyue from speaking further. She felt that she would not get a truth she could accept.
Hua Yanyue grabbed her hands, squeezed them, and then said, "Do you know why those ancient powers did not kill the demon, but sealed him and his demon generals in the Blood Demon Mountain?"
Leng Mushi shook her head with a stiff neck, and Hua Yanyue continued, "Because the demons were born with the way of heaven, they cannot be killed."
Leng Mushi opened her mouth, shocked and speechless.
Hua Yanyue said: "In fact, if you take one step further and enter the Sun, you will receive the inheritance of the Immortal Sect. It is clearly recorded in the inheritance that the Heavenly Demon is the other side of the Heavenly Dao."
"People have good and evil, and so does the destiny of the world. Pure spiritual power is born with filthy demonic energy, and they complement and counteract each other." Hua Yanyue sighed and said, "The Heavenly Demon is the soul of the Heavenly Dao God, and it is His filthy side. Killing the Heavenly Demon is also killing the Heavenly Dao. Who can kill the Heavenly Dao?"
Leng Mushi didn't know how to react, her palms were covered with sticky sweat. Hua Yanyue said again: "The Heavenly Demon can only be sealed. I don't even know what happened more than 17,000 years ago. There is no record in the inheritance. But the Heavenly Demon awakened, was sealed, and awakened again. This is also a cycle."
"Just like the life and death of ordinary people."
Leng Mushi's whole body trembled slightly, and Hua Yanyue unexpectedly hugged her gently, "If Xiao Mian is the parasite of the Heavenly Demon, then even if he has a soul, it has already merged with the Heavenly Demon Pill and cannot be separated. You can't save him."
"The awakened demon parasitizes the human body, just like me and your brother..." Hua Yanyue mentioned this with great difficulty, "The reason why he and I ended up like this is because I saw the secret of heaven, refined the elixir and became a demon, and went astray."
"Your senior brother voluntarily swallowed the soul-dividing beast and used his vitality to nourish my soul, but it also destined that he and I will never meet again in this life." Hua Yanyue's voice was a little low. "The soul-dividing beast came from the Blood Demon Mountain. It is a demon beast born from the Blood Demon Mountain's demonic aura. The young can help people parasitize..."
Leng Mushi was extremely shocked, but she also listened calmly, listening to Hua Yanyue's self-deprecating smile, "Like the flowers on the other side of the underworld, the flowers and leaves grow together, but never meet each other in their lifetime."
Neither the master nor the disciple spoke any more and maintained the hugging posture. Leng Mushi understood that Hua Yanyue was telling her that the same was true for Xiao Mian and Tianmo. If Tianmo was destined to awaken, he, Xiao Mian, was also destined to disappear.
As for who is the flower and who is the leaf between Tianmo and Xiao Mian, there is no need to explain it anymore.
Before leaving, Hua Yanyue said to Leng Mushi, "The Heavenly Demon will not awaken soon. I think the method you have to suppress the demonic energy is too weird. But if you insist on doing this, I will help you and will not reveal his physical condition to the sect."
There is no point in revealing it. Killing Xiao Mian or digging up the pill would mean welcoming the arrival of the devil. Not digging up the pill to suppress it would give them some time to prepare.
Sometimes, how can human power go against God's will
The author has something to say: Here I come! I won’t write a short play today, serious face.