Mu Xue pinched "Cen Qianshan's" cheek and saw his cheek bulge out and an innocent and confused look on his face, which she found very interesting.
In the past, once Mu Xue started practicing, she would be very focused and obsessed, and would never be easily delayed by external affairs.
Especially during those years in the Demonic Spirit Realm, due to his advanced cultivation, he could be so full of energy that he did not want to sleep, and so full of energy that he did not want to eat. He often indulged himself in refining weapons, not paying attention to what was happening outside, and sometimes he would only come back to his senses after three or five days.
In the past few years, for some reason, the water tiger in Huangting often distracted her a little, making her willingly put down her cultivation and play with him.
Although the "Water Tiger" and "Red Dragon" were only transformed by his own kidney energy and mind, and were in his private Huangting, he had a face as big as a mountain after all, so Mu Xue was too embarrassed to go too far, so she just touched his ears, pinched his cheeks, and teased him.
The water tiger was very close to her, rubbing his face against her arm from time to time, allowing her to be caressed. He would occasionally lower his long eyelashes, stick out his tongue, and lick her fingers.
This kind of action is so seductive when done by Xiaoshan.
Mu Xue felt pity for Dasheng in her heart, and had a secret sense of excitement that she had done something extremely bad quietly without being discovered by anyone.
Little did she know that just across the wall, Cen Qianshan was leaning on the table with his elbows, his face flushed, enduring the pain.
He didn't know when and from what angle that invisible hand would strike. This uncontrollable and invisible tension magnified his senses infinitely. It made him feel like he was electrified, numb and limp, and he was almost at a loss.
Master, what on earth is she doing
In Mu Xue's Huangting, the fire dragon in the sky descended from the clouds, shrank to the size of a spirit snake, circled around Mu Xue, and stuck its head out from Mu Xue's neck, looking at the water tiger on the ground at the same angle as her.
Kanhu is transformed from the kidney water and represents human desires.
Lilong is also known as the God of the Heart, which is the embodiment of the mind.
Therefore, this dragon is equivalent to the original nature without rationality, and naturally has the same hobbies and ideas as Mu Xue.
The red Li Dragon tilted its head and watched with Mu Xue for a moment, then became interested. Its cold red dragon body with scales swam down and wrapped around the white ankle.
Suddenly, there was a sound of a basin of water being overturned in the next room. The noise was so loud that it pulled Mu Xue out of Huangting.
That was the bedroom where Cen Qianshan was. As a cultivator, although his Taoism was profound, at least he was agile and it was difficult for him to accidentally knock something over in his daily life.
Mu Xue stood up.
I hope nothing unexpected happens to Xiaoshan
When Mu Xue opened the door, Cen Qianshan was bending down to pick up the toiletries that had been scattered all over the floor. When he saw Mu Xue coming, his eyes looked very strange, his beautiful eyelids were filled with a hint of grievance and a little anger, his eyes were filled with spring love, and the peach blossoms on his cheeks had not faded.
Mu Xue had something to hide, and when he looked at her like that, she felt guilty for some reason. Seeing that he was fine, she just laughed it off and wanted to leave without even entering the house.
At this moment, Mu Xue was standing on the circular corridor on the second floor. The roof here was a transparent hemisphere, and she could see the bright and twinkling stars above her head.
The night was quiet, and there were one or two travelers drinking alone in the tavern downstairs.
The dim light cast the shadow of the window frame on her skin.
Cen Qianshan looked at the person standing outside the house. Her eyebrows were curved, and her eyes reflected the starlight, flashing a cunning light.
He had just been messing around with himself, but he wanted to leave as if nothing had happened.
Just like before, I was the only one who was haunted by her dreams every day. Her eyes were always focused on practicing magic, and she never really looked at me.
In the silent and deserted corridor, Cen Qianshan, who had been bullied in the middle of the night, stepped out of the house, grabbed Mu Xue's hand, and pulled her into the house, pressing her against the colorful lattice door.
I have dreamt of this many times, whispering in her ears and being so close to her.
Finally, on such a restless night, he summoned up the courage he had accumulated over 180 years of guarding the cold kiln and decided to commit a complete rebellion.
His breath was strong, his heart was beating like a drum, he came with great momentum, but when he was about to fall, he finally restrained himself and became cautious.
The kiss was hot and restrained, biting and touching gently, as if this level was enough to relieve the lovesickness that had eaten into her bones and melt away the pain that had been lingering for a hundred years.
Young and disorganized, obsessed and yet gentle to the core.
After the kiss, they pressed their foreheads against each other, with the surging love like a mountain and a sea still pressing in their eyes.
Mu Xue held his face with both hands.
"I learned a set of exercises in the Great Joy Hall." She looked at Cen Qianshan and heard each other's heavy breathing. "It requires two people to practice together. Well, do you want to?"
"I do." Cen Qianshan's voice was low and hoarse. "I do, even if you use me as a cauldron, I still do."
"Nonsense, how could I bear to use you as a cauldron." Mu Xue held his hands and pecked him lightly on the lips, "This time, can we enter your Huangting?"
Huangting is the most important, yet most vulnerable and secretive place for practitioners.
With Cen Qianshan's current Golden Core Great Perfection, entering Mu Xue's Huangting Secret Realm is actually very dangerous. As long as he forgets to restrain himself for a moment and acts impulsively, his powerful spiritual consciousness can easily cause Mu Xue to be seriously injured.
But on the contrary, Mu Xue's current cultivation is far inferior to his. If she was in Cen Qianshan's Huangting, unless she deliberately hurt him, she would not damage Cen Qianshan's powerful realm.
Moreover, as a dual cultivation partner, opening oneself up and accepting each other into each other's Huangting is also an inevitable step.
So Mu Xue planned to let Cen Qianshan take her to his Huangting to practice the secret method of Great Joy.
She originally thought that this was a natural and easy thing to do. But Cen Qianshan in front of her lowered his eyelashes, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement.
He held Mu Xue's hand, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. In silence, he opened his softest and most fragile secret realm and led Mu Xue into the Xuan Ji world that belonged to him alone.
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Mu Xue could never have imagined that Cen Qianshan's Huangting was a well.
Dark, damp, narrow, deep and cold.
She and Cen Qianshan stood together at the bottom of such a dark well. Looking up, the sky above their heads was high and far away, with only a small bright spot. The sunlight could never shine into such a dark bottom of the well.
In the mud at his feet, a little boy lay. Half of his face was sunken in the mud, his clothes were not covering his body, his eyes were blank, and he curled up in a daze, not moving. Occasionally, a spotted snake would emerge from the mud and crawl over his skin.
He looks like Cen Qianshan in his childhood, and judging by his age, he came to Mu Xue many years earlier than her.
Mu Xue wanted to go forward to check, but Cen Qianshan beside her held her back, "I didn't want you to see this. It's okay, don't worry about this, we can just go upstairs."
He pulled Mu Xue and flew upwards, escaping from this dark and damp world.
After crawling out of the well, Mu Xue found herself in a snowy courtyard.
The yard is almost exactly the same as Mu Xue's former home.
The earth was covered in white, a jade-like world of silver, with snow falling everywhere, and a small courtyard isolated in it. There were three or two large houses in the courtyard, with warm lights.
The only difference is that in this season of frost and snow, there is a peach tree in full bloom in the yard. The flowers are in full bloom, and the petals are scattered under the tree, covering the ground with spring red.
When Cen Qianshan arrived here, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took Mu Xue's hand and took her to see the peach blossoms.
His eyes reflected the light of snow, with a hint of anticipation, hoping that Mu Xue would like it. This was the only thing he could show off in such a desolate and snowy Huangting.
Huangting, also known as Zuqiao, is the gate of the human body, the place where all things are born. It is originally a place of trance and darkness without color. It is only because of the different mental states of practitioners that different scenes are generated.
In Mu Xue’s previous life, the Huangting was desolate and silent.
Now, in her Huangting, there is a Xuanji spinning, and the sun and moon are growing. The lake in her heart is like a mirror, with green grass and reeds by the lake, and sometimes birds flying over the lake. There are also shy water tigers and naughty flying dragons. It seems full of vitality and lively.
But she could not imagine that the Huangting of the hill would be like this.
Mu Xue looked up at the gorgeous peach tree, then looked back at the dark well at her feet.
Such a well is definitely not a good state of mind. With such a hole in my heart, I am afraid it will be a big hindrance to my future tribulation and ascension.
Mu Xue frowned. In her memory, she vaguely remembered a well like this.
At that time, she had just accepted Cen Qianshan as her apprentice. The new apprentice kept everything in order every day and took care of all the trivial matters, which made her very satisfied. So she immersed herself in refining equipment with even more enthusiasm and concentration.
There was a time when she was so immersed in the world of magic that she didn't notice the passage of time and didn't know how many times the sun and moon had passed.
When she came to her senses at the workbench, she found that the courtyard was very quiet. There was even a thin layer of dust on the floor, and the cup of water at her hand had long been dry.
I don’t know where the new apprentice has gone, and it seems like he hasn’t come back for a long time.
She went out to look for it, but after walking for half a day she found no clues.
He was forced to release his spiritual sense over a large area to search carefully before he finally found the faint spiritual sense of his young disciple at the bottom of a secluded abandoned well in Shi Miao Street.
Mu Xue rushed there, lifted the stone slab that was deliberately pressed on the well mouth, went down to the bottom of the well and carried out Cen Xiaoshan who was curled up at the bottom. It was obvious that someone with a bad character pushed him into the well and sealed the well mouth with a stone slab.
Xiaoshan at that time was exactly the same as the one before him, with a curled-up skinny body, unfocused eyes, and trembling constantly in her arms.
"There are snakes, lots of snakes." The boy kept murmuring these words in his sleep.
"Where are the snakes in the middle of winter?" Mu Xue looked around but didn't find any of the snakes he was talking about.
But the person in his arms seemed to be unable to see or hear anything. He just hugged his shoulders and trembled continuously.
In Mu Xue's impression, Xiao Shan was not a child who was afraid of hardship or pain. When he first came, he was able to use crutches and talk and laugh freely for two or three days even though his leg was broken. It was not until he fell into a coma with a high fever that Mu Xue realized something was wrong.
But this time, after taking him home and coaxing him for a long time, he still curled up there, stiff and motionless.
Logically speaking, even if he was locked at the bottom of a well and hadn't eaten for a day or two, he shouldn't be so frightened.
Mu Xue didn't know how to coax him. She had no experience in coaxing children and didn't have much patience to do so. So she became impatient and didn't bother to care anymore.
But when she walked into the courtyard, she looked back at the small body that was left huddled in the darkness, and thought about how attentive and busy he had been these days, and she sighed helplessly.
She thought for a long time, found a lot of wood, sat next to Cen Qianshan, and built a small bed with some clanging. She also embedded the golden toad that could activate the toad light mirror at the head of the bed.
It is well known in the demon world that the golden toad can defeat all poisonous insects.
"Okay, you sleep here from now on." Mu Xue made the wooden bed, spread the bedding on it, picked up the curled up little body and placed it on the bed.
"See? This is the golden toad. If you sleep in the circle of light it spits out, no snakes can get in."
The boy with the dull eyes finally regained some clarity, and his stiff little body slowly began to relax.
So the small bed was placed near Mu Xue's workbench. Even when she was immersed in refining equipment, she could always take a look at the little boy.
I watched his body temperature slowly recover, his eyes gradually become clear, and he looked at me eagerly while holding the corner of the quilt.
When I hear him having a nightmare, I can reach out and shake him awake in time. When he has a recurring high fever, I can touch his forehead at any time.
Although the noise from his work was a bit noisy, the young apprentice seemed to sleep well and was finally getting better.
Mu Xue breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally I managed to appease him. It is really troublesome to raise an apprentice. I have no idea what is going on in these kids' heads.
At that time, Mu Xue didn't want to ask more questions and didn't think about it too much.
"You, are you afraid of snakes?" Mu Xue looked up and asked under the peach tree.
Xiaoshan is afraid of snakes, why didn’t I know that
She realized belatedly that although Xiaoshan knew all her likes and dislikes, she did not seem to know what Xiaoshan was afraid of, nor did she know what he liked.
"It's not a big deal. When I was a kid, I was thrown into a dry well by my adoptive father because I was disobedient. He sealed the well mouth, poured in a large basket of snakes, and locked me up with those snakes for several days." Cen Qianshan stood by the well, looking at the bottomless black hole, and said lightly, "I was young at that time, so I was a little afraid of this. Later..."
"And then what?"
"Later, when I came to my master, I found a snake cave and practiced a few times by myself in order not to cause trouble in the battle. Now I am not afraid anymore." He smiled at Mu Xue, reassuring her not to mind.
No longer afraid. Why is there such a well in the Huangting
Mu Xue now thought that she was not a qualified master. Although they had lived together for so long, she had rarely cared about his young and injured heart, did not know his fears, and did not understand his preferences.
It might even take a day or two before I remember to look for him.
He picked up his broken body and mind by himself and grew up to be such a good boy. He also put his heart on her, caring for her and taking care of her life meticulously.
At that time, I was only focused on pursuing the great path, accepting his care and concern with peace of mind, and rarely kept my eyes on him.
"He has had a hard time these years, you should hug him more often." Qianji's words suddenly rang in Mu Xue's mind.
Mu Xue turned around, jumped down the deep well, and picked up the little boy with dazed eyes in the mud. Under Cen Qianshan's gaze, she carried him into the big house with lights on and put him on the small bed in the house.
Back outside the courtyard, Cen Qianshan was still standing under the peach tree, looking at her. Pink petals fell on his shoulders, and his eyes were always lingering on Mu Xue, his eyes sparkling and lively.
"Is it starting now?" Seeing Mu Xue coming out, he just asked softly.
"Forget it, I won't practice today. I'll accompany you to see the peach blossoms." Mu Xue walked under the tree. For the first time in so many years, she wanted to put practice aside. She just wanted to spend this good time with the person in front of her.
Her eyes finally fell on Xiaoshan's shoulder and she stood side by side with him.
Look at that tree of fragrant flowers, deep and shallow, blooming all over the branches.
"It's so beautiful that you have a peach tree here. Peach blossoms are my favorite." Mu Xue sat under the tree and reached out to catch the falling pink petals. "When I was a child, it always snowed in my hometown. There was only white everywhere. I heard that there is a kind of flower that blooms as beautiful as clouds in the sky. I always dreamed of seeing it one day when I grow up."
Cen Qianshan looked at the people around him, their faces and the red peach trees complemented each other.
"It's nice to do this occasionally. I don't need to practice. It seems to be nice to be leisurely." Mu Xue turned her face with a smile, stretched out her hand to hold his collar, and pulled his head down a little bit. "I don't care about anything. I just want to accompany you to do something happy."
He planted peach blossoms in his heart for hundreds of years, and it was not until today that the peach tree finally bloomed.
On the second day, everyone got up early to pack their luggage. When they set out, they found that the soldiers who had rested last night had basically left, and there was almost no one in the station.
"These demon cultivators are really diligent. They left earlier than us." Gao Yan, who was sitting on the gourd, stretched out his arms and tightened his limbs. "After coming here, it seems that even I have become more diligent."
"Yes, the Demonic World is completely different from what I imagined." Ding Lanlan smoothed her hair that was messed up by the wind. "There are many new and interesting things here, and the people here are more enthusiastic than we thought."
"Thinking that I will be going back in a few days, I am reluctant to leave you, Uncle Nian."
"Hmph, don't come again. One or two, old or young, they are all troublesome guys."
The laughter and joy on the gourd had not yet subsided when a pungent smell of blood came with the cold wind.
Uncle Nian's face darkened and he slowed down the gourd's flying speed.
The treasure gourd suspended in the air slowly drifted and passed by the snow-capped mountains in front of it.
The silver-white world before my eyes was dyed red with blood. The red color was so tragic and shocking.
Those people I saw in the tavern last night, those lively and unrestrained lives, have now turned into lifeless corpses.
The soldiers who were so heroic on the battlefield yesterday were buried silently in the snow in the blink of an eye.
"Shishi is gorgeous, Mei Niang is charming and affectionate, and Xiaoyu is the most gentle. If I win this game, I will go find them."
The strong man who said this at that time now fell in the snow, motionless, with fine white snow piling up on his shoulders. He no longer had the chance to see those gentle and beautiful girls.
Cheng Yan jumped to the ground, and in front of him, a young woman was lying on her back.
A sharp wooden stake pierced through her body, which had been cold for a long time. She opened her eyes blankly, looking at the sky with falling snow, as if reluctantly.
She has short hair and dimples when she smiles. Last night, she raised a glass and toasted in front of me. She is a girl named Yingzi.
Lin Yin, Ding Lanlan, Xiao Changge... came down from the gourds one by one and looked at the bleak and ruthless battlefield.
"I used to be puzzled. The Demonic Realm is full of spiritual energy, demons are everywhere, and opportunities can be found everywhere. Why is the number of cultivators here much less than that of the Immortal Realm?" Xiao Changge looked at the pool of blood in front of his heels, squatted down and closed the eyes of the dead warrior, "It turns out that I was too naive."
Ding Lanlan held Mu Xue's arm tightly and leaned against her. "Yesterday, I was laughing at them in my heart. I wondered why the girls here are so enthusiastic and casual."
"They are not casual, but for them, if they don't say what they want to say today, they may not have the chance to say it again. If they don't want the happiness they can get today, there may not be tomorrow."
Mu Xue looked at the battlefield littered with corpses.
This is the Demonic World, my hometown.
A homeland full of spiritual power, endless opportunities, cruel and cold.