Leng Mushi went to bed early, but Xiao Mian stayed up all night. He sat on the bed with a serious frown on his brows and practiced all night.
Early in the morning, senior brothers Yi Tu and Xing Zhou saw how hard their junior brother worked, and they all felt guilty and a sense of crisis.
Junior brother is so talented and works so hard. They can't be so decadent anymore. How can they sleep at night? Practice!
But today they had to go back to Taichu Sect and hurry. They had to take the two cold girls to report to the master and see how the master would arrange for them to join the sect.
This is at the foot of Taichu Sect Mountain, naturally the most peaceful place. Yi Tu rode his horse on the road and rode in the carriage parallel to Leng Mushi and his companions. The two talkative people had experienced life and death together, so once they opened their mouths, they couldn't stop talking.
Leng Mushi was a very good listener. No matter what she heard, she would show an expression of surprise and shock, which greatly alleviated the sadness of Yi Tu, a chatterbox who usually talked to Xingzhou like a dead wood.
So the two of them, one leaning on the carriage window and looking out, and the other simply tied the reins to the side of the carriage, chattering for the whole morning. At noon, they settled in the town and were still talking and laughing while eating in a restaurant.
"Doors are not locked at night?" Leng Mushi asked in amazement, "The foot of the Taichu Gate Mountain is truly a paradise on earth."
"That's right. Almost every household here has a spiritual lamp that keeps evil spirits away," Yi Tu said. "They were all made by the disciples of Taichu Sect."
He said this with a proud look on his face. At this time, the owner of the restaurant personally brought a plate of small cold dishes over, put it on the table and said, "Enjoy it, immortals and fairies. This is a gift from our restaurant! Indeed, in recent years, the peace in this area has relied on the Taichu Sect, especially our restaurants and inns. It just so happens that the spiritual power of the two eternal lamps in my backyard is about to run out. I wonder if any of the immortals can help me draw some more spiritual power to continue?"
The boss said this and looked at the only two women in the group.
Compared to the Immortal King, the fairy is naturally more popular, but the boss's gaze swept around Leng Mushi and fell on Leng Tianyin, who was the best looking and still the most fairy-like even without wearing the Taichu Sect disciple uniform.
As expected of the heroine, she is popular wherever she goes.
Leng Mushi was wearing a headscarf that covered a small half of her face at an angle, just enough to hide the ugly scab. But even so, she and Leng Tianyin were indeed two completely different types.
She has a pair of fox eyes, rosy lips, and a straight nose. When she lowers her eyes, she looks very cold and gloomy, but when she looks up at people, she has a sense of nonchalance. Compared with Leng Tianyin's pure and beautiful appearance with a sense of distance, Leng Tianyin is indeed more like a fairy, and Leng Mushi's foxy appearance is not very pleasing to the eye.
To be honest, Leng Mushi herself didn't like her appearance. She didn't look like her mother, who had gentle and graceful features. Instead, she looked very much like her frivolous and mean father.
But Leng Mushi never felt inferior because of her appearance. After all, her fingers and stature were like her mother. The servants once said that when she and her mother stood together in the same color dress, it was hard to tell who was who.
This is the best inheritance for her.
Therefore, Leng Mushi also looked at Leng Tianyin with interest. This was not surprising. After all, Leng Tianyin was the darling of heaven. And Leng Mushi also found that the male protagonist Xiao Mian opposite frowned slightly because the shopkeeper's eyes stayed on Leng Tianyin.
Oh, you can't even take a look? Such a strong possessiveness.
Leng Tianyin realized that the boss was talking to her, and subconsciously shook her head. She put down her chopsticks and was about to say that she was not a fairy and had not yet entered the fairy gate. Xiao Mian, who was sitting opposite her, stood up and said, "Boss, I'm done eating, let me do it."
Xiao Mian was talking, so naturally the boss didn't want to bother the fairy, so he smiled gently and said, "Okay, thank you for your help."
Xiao Mian nodded indifferently. Just now he was sitting with his back to the shopkeeper and was not noticeable, but when he stood up, he was a full head taller than the shopkeeper who looked to be in his forties. His face was cold and full of oppression.
When the shopkeeper looked him in the eye, he found that this immortal was even more handsome than the fairy. However, no matter how handsome he was, he was still a man and he could not appreciate her.
Besides, Xiao Mian's aura was too strong for a mortal like him, so the shopkeeper's smile faded a little, and he also became cold and serious like Xiao Mian, bowed and raised his hand to lead Xiao Mian to the backyard.
"Then please follow me, Immortal Lord." The shopkeeper said with a hint of flattery.
"The Ever-Bright Lamp Soul-Guiding Bag needs someone to hold it. It's a bit troublesome to guide the souls by yourself," Yi Tu said as he swallowed the food in his mouth. "Xingzhou, when you're done, go help your junior brother."
Xingzhou didn't eat well, but Leng Tianyin did. She looked at Yi Tu a little embarrassedly and asked in a low voice: "Can I give Brother Xiao a hand? Do I need to know fairy arts to guide the spirit bag?"
She has been a lot of trouble along the way and she just wants to help. Besides, her attitude is very nice. No one would dislike a girl like this.
Yi Tu smiled and said, "It's just a soul-attracting bag. No magic is needed. But if you don't plan to cultivate, it's best not to touch the soul-attracting bag. You will be sucked away by the soul-attracting bag. So the shopkeeper can't do it. If Miss Leng wants to take a look, it's fine."
After all, the two cold girls came here to join the immortal sect. Taichu Sect is a place with extremely abundant spiritual energy, and Taichu Mountain is directly located on the spiritual vein. Even if it loses some vitality, it will recover quickly as long as it goes up the mountain.
Leng Mushi was eating rice porridge and side dishes, looking at Xiao Mian who stood up for Leng Tianyin, she curled her lips and thought to herself, this is really a love story between a man and a woman, it's really choking.
Unexpectedly, Leng Tianyin had already stood up, and the rule that had been obediently and coldly against her suddenly became hot.
Leng Mushi's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and the stone became hotter, which meant that she was asked to go up.
The incident of the Painted Skin Demon gave Leng Mushi hope that she could change her fate. At a certain moment, she thought she had grasped her own destiny and got rid of everything. The premature awakening of the five spiritual roots was the proof of all this.
But at this moment, she realized terribly that it was not over yet!
She still has to keep up the good work!
Leng Mushi can go against the rules and endure the pain of burning soul in order to avoid stepping on other people's lives, but she will not torture herself for such a trivial matter.
Just go for it!
Leng Mushi picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it in one gulp, then wiped her mouth with a towel and grabbed the wrist of Leng Tianyin who was about to follow Xiao Mian.
"You sit down and eat, I'll go." Leng Mushi stood up.
Yi Tu nodded: "Nianci, it's better for you to go than Miss Leng." After all, Leng Mushi had entered the Tao.
Xiao Mian glanced at Leng Mushi and pursed his lips. Leng Mushi happened to see his little action and thought to herself, I'm sorry, big brother, life is like this, you have to go when it's time to go. As the saying goes, it's better for me to die than for my fellow Taoist to die. Amitabha, she doesn't want to be hurt.
When she walked around the table and looked back, she saw Leng Tianyin looking at her with tears in her eyes because she suddenly stepped forward. She looked like a child whose favorite thing was taken away, feeling very aggrieved.
…
What a pleasure!
As the one who broke up the couple, Leng Mushi felt an evil joy rising from her body. This joy was hard to describe, just like a child who slurps candied haws and smacks his lips in front of a child whose mother refuses to buy him candied haws.
The happiness of adults is so simple.
So the forced thing became voluntary. She smiled at Xiao Mian with narrowed eyes and bared teeth, and imitated Leng Tianyin's delicate voice and said, "Brother Xiao, I haven't seen the Ever-Bright Lamp yet. Let me help you."
Xiao Mian pursed his lips even tighter and said "hmm" lightly, which sounded full of reluctance to Leng Mushi.
Leng Mushi followed him excitedly and went to the backyard with the shopkeeper.
After Leng Mushi left, tears fell from Leng Tianyin's tearful eyes sadly. She asked the waiter to serve her another bowl of rice porridge, and drank it in big gulps while shedding tears.
Yi Tu and Xing Zhou looked at each other, exchanging guesses, and thought, could this be the scene in the storybook where sisters are bound to fight over a man
Yi Tu felt so sorry for Leng Tianyin crying while eating, so he cleared his throat and racked his brains to comfort her. He said, "Miss Leng, maybe your sister didn't mean it."
"She did it on purpose!" Leng Tianyin was originally crying, but she suddenly became excited after hearing this, "Of course she did it on purpose, you don't understand her!"
Yi Tu and Xing Zhou suddenly looked like they were in a dilemma.
Leng Tianyin continued: "She wanted to go because she was afraid that my vitality would be sucked away."
It was as if all the porridge Leng Tianyin drank had turned into tears. Each full and crystal clear teardrop popped out of her watery eyes one after another and fell into the porridge she was drinking. She drank it while crying, forming a vicious circle.
Leng Tianyin said with tears in her eyes: "She also protected me in the same way when the big demon said that. And on the day when the accident happened in my house, if she hadn't called me away, I would have been killed..."
Yi Tu and Xing Zhou had very interesting expressions, but then they smiled at each other. They were indeed poisoned by the storybook. When the monster was in her mouth, Nian Ci did save her sister first. They all saw it. The sisters have a deep affection for each other.
"Then you should eat slowly too, don't choke," Yi Tu handed Leng Mushi a towel, "your sister has already entered the Dao, the Fuyin Spirit Bag will not be sucked of her vitality..."
Indeed, not at all, because Leng Mushi was standing on a stool brought by the shopkeeper, with Xiao Mian standing at each end.
She held onto a plain and somewhat dirty little cloth bag, without any feeling at all. She looked with boredom at the flowers and plants in the backyard that were beginning to wither in autumn, and at Xiao Mian who was drawing talismans to attract spirits not far across from her.
Last time, when Fen Lian spoke, she actually had no time to carefully observe the magic used by the three immortal kings. Now, watching them face to face, Xiao Mian's fingers slid quickly in the air, and wherever he passed, he left behind a series of red-gold runes that were particularly dazzling in the sunlight.
This is the magic of the immortal sect.
Leng Mushi suddenly felt a sense of reality for this magic. She couldn't help but feel happy when she thought that in the future she would be able to keep a straight face, act solemn, and then draw such runes fluently to scare people.
After getting rid of the plot, she will also be a fairy!
Although no one in this world has truly ascended to heaven in the past ten thousand years, if one cultivates to the extreme, one can still live for thousands of years. One can even seal one's soul at the end of one's lifespan, and then slowly nurture it, hoping to be reborn again by chance, and truly live as long as heaven and earth.
If you think about it this way, the future is bright.
—Hold him.
Leng Mushi was thinking happily when the law suddenly spoke.
As soon as he spoke, Fenlian also spoke: Why
No one except Leng Mushi could hear what the two people were saying, and they were chattering non-stop.
Leng Mushi couldn't help but scold: "Stop talking about it!"
Xiao Mian, who was drawing talismans to attract spirits, trembled his fingers, and a stream of spiritual power was diverted and went straight to Leng Mushi's forehead.
There is nothing wrong with spiritual power entering the body, except that people who have never experienced or felt spiritual power entering the body will be unable to move for a while for the first time.
Xiao Mian quickly stretched out his hand to intercept the spiritual energy, but he forgot that they were standing on a stool.
The horse stool maintains balance on two legs. If the weight on one side is suddenly lost, it will naturally tip to the other side.
So Leng Mushi leaned back and said, "Hey hey hey!"
Just when her buttocks were about to hit the ground, Xiao Mian reacted quickly and pulled her back.
But he had to pull Leng Mushi with one hand, balance the weight of the stool, and hold the opening of the spirit-guiding bag to prevent the spiritual power he had just attracted from being lost, so he had to take care of both the head and the butt.
There was a slight "bang" sound as bodies collided.
Leng Mushi, who had lost all senses, crashed into Xiao Mian's arms, with her head buried in his neck. When she fell to the ground just now, her mouth was slightly open due to panic, and she was biting his neck.
Leng Mushi: …
Xiao Mian: …
Rule: … The plot is good.
Fenlian: Oh, he is teaching you how to deal with the Immortal King. This is a good trick, I have learned it.