As soon as the words fell, the entire Jisheng Hall fell into silence.
Hua Yanyue's brows were tightly knitted together. Gu Lian, the elder of Huanxi Sect who was about to take action, and Immortal Hongsheng, who had already drawn his long sword, both froze in place.
Even the head of the sect, Zhengping, couldn't help but frown and look at "Leng Tianyin" who was standing below.
"The disciples of Mount Taichu are truly righteous." Bi Su of Yanzong waved away Hua Yanyue's hand that was pulling his beard, stood up and said, "Young cultivator, your righteousness will be remembered by the entire cultivation world."
He said: "Put my Yanzong first. If you have any request in the future, Yanzong will do its best to satisfy you."
This is just empty talk. No matter how round and big it is, or how good it sounds, it is useless. After all, feeding a demon with one's body is a life-threatening thing. The Demon Realm Emperor is cruel and murderous. The cultivation world has already known the tragic situation of the demon cultivators who could not stand the new emperor and defected to the human world.
"Leng Tianyin" raised her head and glanced at Yanzong's Bi Su with a faint and cold look. Bi Su met her eyes and was slightly stunned.
At that glance, he even felt that something passed through his eyes and reached deep into his soul, thoroughly understanding his body and soul, thoughts and ideas.
His body tensed up subconsciously, and the hairs on his back stood up, but it was only for a moment. When "Leng Tianyin" lowered his eyes, Bi Su suddenly came back to his senses, and looking at the little cultivator in front of him, he felt it was ridiculous.
There was no need to check her pulse to see her cultivation level; just a glance was enough to tell that she was at the middle level of the Star Heavy Stage. In the world of cultivation, this was considered as just being able to escape the limitation of a mortal’s life span of a hundred years, and was the lowest level of entry-level disciple.
There are countless such small cultivators in the world of cultivation. How can she spy on his soul
Yanzong's Bi Su couldn't help but stroke his beard, lamenting that he was troubled by the affairs of the demon world and the future he had calculated. He had been restless these days and had developed such an illusion.
So he came back to his senses in just two breaths, continued to speak high-sounding words, and even instigated other sects to make big promises to "Leng Tianyin".
The immortals from other sects were reluctant to agree to such a thing, but after all, they had lived for thousands of years and were well-known figures in the world of cultivation. It was difficult for them to save face by asking a little female cultivator to sacrifice herself to feed the demon, so they all agreed.
According to Yanzong Bisu, if she has any requests in the future, these sects will do their best to satisfy them.
Only the immortals of Taichu Sect had dark complexions, and looked at "Leng Tianyin" with extremely complicated expressions.
Yin Yi from the Shadow Sect found it even more bizarre. He tilted his head and looked at "Leng Tianyin". He always felt that there was something strange about her. He also had some impression of Leng Tianyin. After all, they had escaped from the demon ruins together.
He remembered that Leng Tianyin was not such a calm and indifferent person at that time. When he encountered danger, he would always scream and call her Senior Brother Yi Tu.
I heard that she was crying and shouting and refusing to agree the day before, saying that she already had a lover and could not marry anyone else. Why did she suddenly agree this time
Yin Yi tried to probe her several times with his skills, but encountered no obstruction and found nothing unusual. So, was this really Leng Tianyin? Leng Mushi's sister
Not only Yin Yi was probing her, but all the elders present were secretly probing her. "Leng Tianyin" stood in the middle of the scene, enduring everyone's gazes and tests with dignity.
In the end, she agreed in person that with so many sects present, no matter how protective Taichu Mountain was, it would be impossible for it to protect "Leng Tianyin" forcefully.
When "Leng Tianyin" was taken away again and arranged in a side hall of the Punishment Hall by the disciples of the Punishment Hall, "Leng Tianyin" removed her perfect disguise in the empty hall and turned back into Leng Mushi.
But if you say she is Leng Mushi, she doesn't look like it... because her facial features have also changed slightly. Even though the changes are very small and subtle, for some reason, there is an almost drastic difference in temperament.
The originally narrowed and crescent fox eyes were still the same, but the clear and bright black pupils now had a circle of faint golden light flowing around the edges. This circle of golden light seemed to encircle Leng Mushi's love, hatred and humanity, making her look normal at first glance, but as long as she looked into her eyes, she would be drowned in it.
Her originally kind features were now covered with a layer of aura, making her whole person hazy. If there were someone there at this moment, they would find it impossible to look directly at her face. You could see that she was there, but your eyes would always penetrate her and fall on other places, and you would not be able to remember her exact appearance.
The aura she exuded was not the kind of overwhelming spiritual power that a cultivator could use to crush people, but instead an aura that made people want to get close to her. She was like a cloud that was visible but not clear, within reach but impossible to grasp, and ready to dissipate at any time.
Leng Mushi sat cross-legged on the bed in the side hall of the Punishment Hall. At dawn, someone would come to help her wash and dress up and put on her wedding clothes.
Since the matter has been decided, it is naturally better to do it sooner rather than later. At dawn, a cultivator will notify the demon cultivators stationed at the foot of Taichu Mountain that the various immortal sects agree to the marriage and truce, but the demons are required to swear a blood oath when welcoming the bride that they will never invade the world of cultivation and the human world again.
Leng Mushi gradually spread out his spiritual sense, covering a range that even exceeded the Taichu Mountain formation, and slowly extended to the town at the foot of the mountain to check on the safety of the people.
After a moment, she opened her eyes and took off the bone sword at her waist.
Leng Mushi spoke in a gentle voice, "Cangsheng, go and take Leng Tianyin to the Biyan Cave for the time being."
Cangsheng is the bone sword suspended in the air. It is her companion weapon and also the previous rule.
The living things responded with a buzzing sound, then turned invisible and disappeared into the room.
The next moment, it appeared in the disciple courtyard of the Fifth Elder, and it had changed from the appearance of a sword to the appearance of Leng Mushi.
She opened Yi Tu's barrier and went in, and was greeted by two anxious people. "Leng Mushi" held Leng Tianyin's hand. Although they looked similar, their behavior was completely different and cold.
She said, "Come with me. I will marry the demon on your behalf. When I sit on the demon clan's wedding sedan, you can show up and love your lover."
Leng Tianyin had no idea how she and Yi Tu were locked up together. After waking up, the two of them had already thought of all possible situations and discussed solutions. Senior Brother Yi Tu would not allow her to seek death, and Leng Tianyin's bloodiness that was aroused for a while also faded away in the loving embrace.
The two were trying to think of a solution when they saw "Leng Mushi" walking into the barrier so brazenly and offering to replace her.
Even if Leng Tianyin didn't want to marry the Emperor of the Demon Realm, she would never let Leng Mushi replace her. She was so cowardly that she was crying at this time, but she resolutely shook off "Leng Mushi's" hand.
"No, I can't let my sister take risks for me again," Leng Tianyin wiped his face and said, "I am useless and my cultivation is low, but I can't... um."
She groaned and fell into Leng Mushi's arms.
Cangsheng is not the real Leng Mushi, he is just under her control. He will not listen to her nonsense and just knocks her out.
Cangsheng turned around and wanted to take Leng Tianyin to Biyan Cave, but was stopped by Yi Tu.
"Junior sister, Tianyin will not agree to you replacing her." The large bloodstain on Yi Tu's front was caused by his previous forced attack on the barrier. He didn't even have time to care about how the person in front of him could come and go freely in the forbidden barrier set up by Tianxuzi. He just couldn't let "Leng Mushi" leave like this.
Leng Mushi looked at Yi Tu in a strange way, and after a moment she said rudely: "You stopped me because you want to let your beloved Junior Sister Tianyin feed the demon with her body? Don't you love her, so you secretly promised to spend your life with her?"
Yi Tu's face turned pale, and "Leng Mushi" continued: "Why, do you want to watch her and the Demon Realm Emperor love each other, or watch her be humiliated to death by the demon cultivators?"
Yi Tu's lips trembled and his shoulders slowly drooped. He looked at "Leng Mushi" with tears in his eyes, wondering why she spoke so cruelly.
Leng Mushi and Yitu have always been very kind, but Cangsheng is just Leng Mushi's weapon, and he will not care about anyone's mood.
"Just get out of the way if you have no other choice. Do you want me to go through the trouble of knocking you out?"
After "Leng Mushi" finished speaking, she lightly picked up Leng Tianyin and without waiting for Yi Tu to react, her figure flashed and disappeared into the barrier.
At this moment, Leng Mushi in the Punishment Hall was sitting cross-legged. She didn't need to absorb the spiritual power from the surroundings at all, as endless spiritual power and vitality would flow to her.
What she does is not absorbing, but intercepting and blocking.
Otherwise, it won’t be long before Taichu Mountain will change from a fairy mountain into a barren mountain with no grass growing on it, and all living things within a thousand miles of Taichu Mountain will die due to the loss of vitality.
Leng Mushi cut off all the vitality and spiritual power outside her body, and they surrounded her unwillingly and intimately for a long time. It was not until the second half of the night that Leng Mushi sent all the vitality and spiritual power back to their original places. She walked to the window tiredly and looked at the clear moonlight outside.
This time she woke up at the right time and everything was still in time, but she didn't know what the result would be this time.
The window was pushed open, and a person under the moon was standing by the window, with a visible aura flowing through her body, like the moon goddess fictionalized in those storybooks.
Leng Mushi waved her hand somewhat unbearably, and the spiritual light around her dissipated reluctantly.
Her expression was calm, and her eyes were like the water in a cold pond that had been silent for ten thousand years, without a single ripple, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.
Soon, Cangsheng returned to his place and automatically returned to her waist. Leng Mushi did not even lift her eyelids, standing by the window, standing there silently, as if blending into this world.
It was not until dawn that the disciples of the Punishment Hall came in with the female practitioners to help Leng Mushi wash and dress up and put her in bridal attire.
People have been sent to inform the demon clan, and they agreed very readily, even more anxiously than the Taichu Sect. They wanted to take the Demon Queen away at dawn and then withdraw their troops back to the demon world.
This is the best. The sooner the demons withdraw to the demon world, the less crisis there will be in the human world. So before dawn, someone came to help Leng Mushi wash and groom.
Taichu Mountain has actually always maintained an attitude of protecting the sect’s disciples, so those who came to serve “Leng Tianyin” were all the girls who were on good terms with her.
As soon as they entered the room, the sisters hugged each other and cried, trying to persuade "Leng Tianyin" one by one. "Leng Tianyin" was caught in the middle, looking confused, but among these people, there were also people she knew.
Zhu Rong, Sun Wufang, and several other familiar-looking people were all female cultivators who usually hung out with Leng Tianyin.
At this moment, Leng Mushi was squeezed to the point of suffocation by several female cultivators, and only then did she realize that Leng Tianyin was really very popular.
This sisterly love is also the emotion she wants to experience, but Leng Mushi has never been good at socializing with others, so she will take advantage of this moment to pretend to be "Leng Tianyin" and feel it well.
The human race is the shortest-lived race in the world and has the most complex emotions. The purpose of countless demons' cultivation is to transform into human form. Even though they look down on the fragility of the human race, they cannot help but envy the strong love and desire in their short lives, and secretly learn and imitate them.
Leng Mushi disguised herself as Leng Tianyin and experienced the sisterly love. She was rubbed around by several female cultivators, and was covered with tears and snot, as well as a faint fragrance.
She thought, ah, so this is what sisterhood is.
Before dawn, she was surrounded and rubbed for a while, and then decorated to look extremely gorgeous.
During this time, she only answered a few questions, which was very different from Leng Tianyin's usual interactions with her sisters.
However, precisely because Leng Tianyin was going to marry into the demon clan, these sisters thought her silence and detachment were just signs of sadness, so they could understand her and kept comforting her.
"If the Demon Realm Emperor is good to you, you might as well forget about Senior Brother Yi Tu," Zhu Rong said, wiping her tears. Her round eyes were swollen from crying. "In any case, don't anger him. Stay alive."
What they said were the most useless words, but they were also the best words for "Leng Tianyin" out of helplessness.
Leng Mushi took a look at the "Leng Tianyin" in the mirror and found that she was indeed extremely cold and beautiful.
She licked her lips and thought to herself that even if it wasn't possible, how could I wake Xiao Mian up without angering him
So "Leng Tianyin" did not respond, but just lowered his head and used his eyelashes to cover the strange color in his eyes.
She was led down the stone steps of Taichu Mountain step by step by her sisters. The world of cultivation did not have as many red tape as marriage in the mortal world. When cultivators became couples, they only had to invite relatives and friends to a banquet and then swear an oath and it was done. It was even more impossible for Taichu Mountain to allow demon cultivators to come up, so everything was kept simple. After all, the immortal leaders of these sects just wanted to get rid of the demons as soon as possible.
Leng Mushi's wedding dress was sent by the demon world. It was not pure red, but deep red. The blood-like color looked very abrupt and dazzling in the early morning light of Taichu Mountain.
There were many people on both sides seeing her off down the mountain. If she was really just an ordinary female cultivator, she would probably never be able to bear the honor of being escorted by the immortal leaders of various sects in her lifetime.
Leng Mushi was supported by someone. The rings and pearl hairpins under her veil silently turned into powder with her footsteps and scattered with the wind. The spiritual power that was wrapped around her feet to retain her was expelled by her, and she spun around in grievance and drilled into the spiritual plants on both sides.
When passing by Yin Yi, his eyes were fixed on the strange spiritual mist under Leng Mushi's feet. He hugged his arms in confusion and bit his fingertips.
He always felt something was wrong.
But I can't see what's wrong.
Leng Mushi finally got on the demon clan's bridal sedan at the foot of Taichu Mountain. The eighteen demon cultivators who carried the sedan had all their upper bodies chopped off, leaving only their lower bodies bound to the horizontal bars of the sedan by demonic energy with different animal legs, which looked extremely strange and terrifying.
Leng Mushi slowly stepped through the blood oath formation of the demon cultivator, and there was not even the Emperor of the Demon Realm to pick her up.
The faces of the immortal leaders were not very good, and they all felt depressed that they were tricked by the Emperor of the Demon Realm. However, looking at the blood oath formation that had been drawn on the ground at some unknown time, they endured without saying a word, because the blood oath had been made, and if they violated the oath, they would be retaliated, and even the demons could not escape the punishment of heaven.
Moreover, although the Demon Emperor was not seen in the field, he was definitely there. The omnipresent blood and pressure from the ancient demon made everyone feel as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts. Moreover, this blood oath was just made, which meant that he was there, just hiding his figure.
This is not surprising, as the demons love to keep things mysterious. When the immortals in the cultivation world saw that the blood oath was taken, they felt relieved.
Soon, an overwhelming demonic energy swept across the scene, and the next moment, the blood oath formation and the sedan chair disappeared from the spot, and the demon cultivators left.
The leaders of all sects breathed a sigh of relief, and the only ones still crying in sadness were those who were on good terms with Leng Tianyin.
Yin Yi went to the Biyan Cave again, wanting to tell Leng Mushi that something was wrong with Leng Tianyin. This time, he was blocked by a powerful barrier and didn't even see the shadow of Leng Mushi.
At this moment, Leng Mushi was sitting firmly in the bumpy sedan chair... or rather, the carriage pulled by the monster.
There are flying beasts in the world of cultivation, and there are burrowing beasts in the demon clan. Leng Mushi is currently underground, heading towards the demon world at a very fast speed.
It was so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. The feeling of being suffocated and in the darkness down there was definitely not pleasant. If it were an ordinary female cultivator of the Star-level cultivation level, she would definitely be so scared that she would curl up.
But Leng Mushi didn't care about this method of escaping underground. There was no other sound around except the sound of the car running and the heavy breathing of the monster. She leaned against the wall of the car with an indifferent expression, and she was too lazy to even spread her spiritual sense to check the situation.
However, at present, the immortal leaders on Mount Taichu are holding an emergency meeting, because their disciples who were sent to watch the demon cultivators evacuate reported that the demons disappeared from the entire town in an instant.
This matter was so bizarre that it was not until the immortals from various sects went to check it out that they realized that the demon army approaching the mountain and the demon cultivators at the foot of the mountain were all illusions!
Unless one is in the scene, even the immortals cannot see through this illusion. How powerful is this? !
"It was the work of Chiyu, one of the three great demon generals," Hua Yanyue said. "We were all fooled. The demons didn't even take any action and fooled us around. Chiyu is a descendant of the ancient mirage dragon. He has been imprisoned in the forbidden area of Taichu Mountain for so many years and has consumed too much demonic energy. He may not be able to do it, but with the Heavenly Demon by his side, it is not difficult for him to create a realistic illusion."
The main reason is that the leaders of these sects have never imagined that the demons are so cunning. There are so many demon generals guarding the city, and they have made a big fuss to make the whole city red. They also used these real illusions to capture the townspeople. Even the powerful ones at the peak of their powers did not dare to go to the demon base alone to test the truth.
"What about the blood oath?! Is it also an illusion?!" Yan Zong's Bisu beard was trembling to the sky, "I checked it, it's absolutely true!"
"The blood oath is of course true." Sect Leader Zhengping said, "But since the demon can create such an illusion that deceives everyone, how difficult is it to break the oath?"
"Then we sent him a female cultivator for nothing. Is it too late to chase her now?!" Gu Lian, the elder of Huanxi Sect, slammed the table. "I have practiced the art of deception all my life, but I can't tell whether those demon cultivators are real or fake."
"The Mirage Dragon was even able to create a world that was exactly the same as the real world." Hua Yanyue said.
"It's too late," Tianxuzi said dejectedly, "They are going underground, to the border of Huangquan, we... ah."
After all, he is his junior disciple and also his descendant. Tianxuzi closed his eyes, and at this moment he looked even older than Yanzong's Bi Su.
At this moment, Leng Mushi, who was traveling at a very fast speed at the border of Huangquan, just spread out his spiritual sense slightly to check where he was at the moment.
There was an uproar in the Yellow Springs. The soul-collecting officer saw a demon's chariot passing through the Yellow Springs. He was afraid of the strong demonic energy on it and was unable to stop it, so he hurried to inform the Ghost King of the Underworld.
On the purgatory platform, the Ghost King shed his ghostly aura, revealing the pale and haggard appearance of a consumptive ghost. He covered his lips and coughed a few times. The chattering soul-collecting officials below looked at him, gasped, and then their eyes widened.
He said solemnly, "What are you looking at? Be serious. Remember, if you find anything surrounded by this evil energy in the future, don't rush towards it and die."
Despite his half-dead appearance, he was extremely handsome in the ghost world, and the soul-catchers were all female ghosts, so the situation got a little out of control whenever they saw his true face.
But he couldn't care about that now, and only said earnestly to his own soul-collector: "We can't intervene in the fight between gods, stay away from them, don't be like the last few times..."
He paused and thought that in this entire underworld, he was the only one who remembered what happened before, so he shut up and once again surrounded himself with the eerie ghost aura.
The soul-collecting officials sighed one after another, as they could no longer see the Ghost King. However, they were all born as lonely ghosts, and were weak women who had to be extradited by the Ghost King to live in the underworld. They obeyed his words very much and let the carriage gallop freely on the border of the underworld.
The speed of the carriage was getting faster and faster, so fast that Leng Mushi felt uncomfortable being shaken. Finally, in the dark underground, a dazzling blood-red light suddenly appeared.
The next moment, the vehicle stopped, and then there was a sound like ten thousand fish squeaking together in a pond, which filled my ears.
"Welcome back the Water Demon General!"
"Congratulations to the Emperor for gaining another powerful general—"
The next moment, boundless and thick blood light suddenly poured in from all sides of the sedan chair, and was heading directly into Leng Mushi's body.
She was overwhelmed by blood and her breathing was a little difficult. At this time, an obscure spell was chanted in her ears. This was a formation to awaken the sleeping demons.
Leng Mushi slowly pulled out the bone sword Cangsheng from his side, cleaned his ears, and turned a deaf ear to the formation and the chanting, and gathered the boundless blood-red fog into the blood-red heart of Cangsheng's sword handle.
The noise outside stopped after a long time. Leng Mushi was not in a hurry at all. She held the bone sword Cangsheng and waited until the thunderous voices of the crowd once again welcomed the Water Shadow Demon General. There was still no movement in the sedan chair.
The Demon Emperor, who was sitting in the first seat, was waiting for his last general to come, but he didn't see the person in the sedan chair getting out for a long time. He put away his casual look and slowly walked down the altar step by step.
There was a smile on his lips, and the blood-red lines on his face were winding and swimming like living snakes.
He walked in front of the sedan chair in a flash, and after a moment he raised his hand and slowly opened the curtain. His voice sounded gentle, but it was cold and gloomy. "Why, Demon General Shuiyin, do you really want to be my bride..."
He couldn't even utter the word "me" as the sword pierced through his body and stabbed him back.
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