The bond-making ceremony was completed, and a vine-shaped totem appeared on Jiang Niannian's wrist.
This was the most sloppy and unhygienic bond she had ever seen.
Others who made a pact with ancient gods had to go through untold hardships to tame and capture them, but this one was just forced.
Do you want to make a covenant
I don't want it.
No, if you want it, you must have it. Even if you don’t want it, I will give it to you.
However, after the contract was signed, Jiang Niannian obviously found that her five senses had become much more spiritual. She gently moved her fingers, and the green vines on the wall would stretch according to her wishes. When she closed her eyes, the vision of the entire Demon Palace was under her control. As long as there was a place covered by the green vines, she could see it in all directions, 360 degrees without blind spots.
"How about it, now you know how powerful Bencao is!"
The sound came from her wrist. It seemed that Teng Jiao had merged his spiritual form with hers.
"Yeah." Jiang Niannian nodded politely, took a deep breath, and began to sense the situation around her.
There was a devil's cave not far away, which was full of snakes. The snakes' tongues hissed and they crawled along the green vines. The cold and moist touch was transmitted through the green vines. It felt like it was sliding against her skin, making her scalp tingle.
A demon opened the giant cage behind him, grabbed several dying people from it and threw them down. Thick red blood splattered on the rough black ground, and screams and cries for help echoed in the demon cave.
The snakes in this devil's palace are actually fed by living people!
The demon grabbed another person and asked, "Tell me, who sent you here?"
The man: “Hmmmm!”
The demon smiled sinisterly: "You are so stubborn that you won't say anything, right? Then I can only teach you a lesson."
That person: “Hmmmmmmmmmmmm ahh ...
The voice was hoarse, as if it had been burned by fire, and it was raucous and mocking, and extremely unpleasant to hear.
The man said, "Can you... remove the silence spell before you interrogate me..."
The demon said, "I'm sorry, brother Ha, today is my first day of interrogating prisoners, so I have no experience."
The man said again: "No problem... I'll tell you... my mastermind behind the scenes is..."
The demon shouted, "I don't want to listen!" Then he threw the man into the demon cave, and there was another scream.
Jiang Niannian: “…”
She sighed, and the green vine continued to extend, finally finding the room where Yin Buqi was.
Yin Buqi was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing. The spiritual spring water slowly nourished his meridians and helped him recover.
Every time I feel like I’m about to make a breakthrough, there’s always something just a little short of it.
Jiang Ziyou wailed while holding the coal ball: "I am dying. My Feiying Liuyun Sword, my sword, the precious sword I found with great difficulty, my sword, my sword!"
The other cultivators advised: "Brother Jiang, don't be so loud, or you'll attract the Demon Lord."
"That's right, the sword is gone, just find another one."
Jiang Ziyou continued to howl: "My sword..."
Yin Buqi opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and swept his sharp eyes straight at Jiang Ziyu.
Coal Ball is very good at observing people's expressions and Xiao Hei grabbed and covered Jiang Ziyu's mouth.
A monk asked, "When will Qinghe Zhenjun come to rescue us?"
Jiang Ziyou said: "Don't worry, Master knows that I'm in danger and will definitely come as soon as possible."