Shang Ke and Yan Lu sent Yu Wenjie into Xia Liang City. After Yu Wenjie informed the same door with a secret method, they temporarily found a hotel to settle down.
Yu Wenjie opened three rooms, but Yan Lu did not live in his own room, but naturally followed Shang Ke into his room.
"You don't need to open a room for you, why didn't you tell me earlier when you opened the room?" Shang Ke gave him a sideways look.
"He opened his, I live with mine, what does it matter?" Yan Lu leaned against the windowsill, took out the storage ring he "picked up" during the day, and took out a jade slip from it.
Shang Ke leaned over and asked, "What is this?"
"Cultivation method." Yan Lu handed him the jade slip at will.
Shang used his divine sense to look it up for a while, and to him, the content inside was almost like a book from heaven. The cultivation method of non-human beings is completely different from that of humans. They do not have specific cultivation methods, and they mainly absorb the essence of heaven and earth, so their cultivation speed is far less than that of humans. Moreover, in order to set a good example for Yan Lu, Shang Ke, who is a magic mushroom, never sucks the spirit energy of living beings, and his cultivation speed is as slow as a snail.
"Can you cultivate?" Shang Ke looked at Yan Lu with shining eyes. Although he couldn't understand it, he also knew that this was the right way to cultivate true self-cultivation. Yan Lu now lacks everything, but lacks a complete set of righteous methods.
"can."
"Then..." Hurry up and practice! The door to the realm of the gods has been opened for you.
"do not like."
"What?" Shang Ke was puzzled.
"I don't like this kind of exercise." Yan Lu took out a spiritual stone from the storage ring and played with it in his hand, but he dismissed the jade slip.
"Then what kind of exercises do you like?" Give a goal, and we will help you even if you go up the mountain and go down to the sea of fire.
Yan Lu looked at him and said seriously, "You are like this."
Shang Ke looked confused: "What am I doing like this?"
"Do whatever you want, the Tao is perfect, and absorb the essence of all things." After a pause, he added, "It also has a damp smell of magic mushrooms."
Forget the previous sentence, what does the latter sentence mean? What is the "wet magic mushroom breath"? !
"Mushrooms are born, you can't be envious!" Shang Ke said angrily, "You should honestly choose a practice that is suitable for normal human cultivation!"
"Well, you're right." Yan Lu nodded, "Although I can't be like you, I have my own way."
"What way?" Shang Ke was startled.
"Refining the Nascent Soul of cultivators and taking their power as their own." Yan Lu spoke in a casual tone as if he was discussing today's weather.
Shang Ke: "..." This guy's magical nature is simply natural.
Shang Ke took a deep breath and tried to correct his wrong perception: "This is not right, cultivators should pursue the right path and abandon evil thoughts, otherwise they will fall into the devil's path."
"What if you fall into the devil's way?" Yan Lu was confused, "Isn't the little mushroom the devil's spirit?"
Still speechless. This is the bloody truth. But the reason why he entered the devil's way is that he was completely harmed by someone
Yan Lu put his hand on top of his head and comforted: "I think the magic mushroom is very good, you don't have to belittle yourself and force yourself to pursue the right path."
He even turned to console him! Who is arrogant? Who is chasing the right path
Shang Ke turned around and threw himself on the bed weakly.
"Are you going to sleep?" Yan Lu jumped off the window sill, took off his jacket, moved Shang Ke to the inside, straightened it, and then lay beside him, saying, "Good night." Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
Shang Ke: "..." I don't know why, but I suddenly felt that people like Yan Lu who didn't cultivate demons would be a waste!
The next day, Shang Ke regained his energy, encouraged himself, and continued to do good deeds to save others, in order to fundamentally influence this evil demon.
Yu Wenjie injured his foundation in the battle, and Shang Ke went up the mountain to help him find the elixir, which moved him to the core. Not only him, he will lend a helping hand whenever he encounters difficulties. Every day, they rely on the collected mountain fruits and herbs, various gadgets made by themselves, as well as playing the piano and performing arts, etc., in exchange for money to help others.
At first, Shang Ke still felt a little tired, but gradually, he found that he could practice body technique and integrate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth faster, which was also a kind of cultivation method. Therefore, he was grateful for the thankless thing of "being kind and benevolent". , work harder.
Yan Lu couldn't understand, but he didn't stop him. Every day he saw him running around with energy.
Yu Wenjie admired Shang Ke so much that he almost regarded him as his own Bai Yueguang. After only half a month of getting along, a heart was left on him.
Under the big tree, Shang Ke sat on the ground, holding a pipa in his hand, dancing his fingers, playing a string of bright tunes. His eyebrows were lowered, his expression focused, his white hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and the sun shone through the leaves, casting a mottled patch on him. The long gown is simple and elegant, and the temperament is like a cloud. Only the thin lips are as red as blood and moisturizing.
Beside him, there were seven or eight children sitting around. They quietly listened to the melodious sound of the piano, and their little heads swayed to the tune from time to time. The adults not far away also put down their work and stopped with a smile.
Yan Lu leaned on a stone pillar and stared silently at Shang Ke under the tree, his figure was reflected in his unwavering pupils.
Yu Wenjie was intoxicated, and an unusual obsession appeared on his face.
Shang Ke, who was immersed in the playing, did not notice that the noisy sounds around him had disappeared at some point, and there seemed to be only the melodious sound of the pipa left between the heavens and the earth.
The slender fingers, when they flicked, left trails of lavender clear mist, the eyes flashed with light, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, and the red lips drew a charming arc, which was extraordinarily beautiful. The originally pleasant tune gradually turned into a soul-stirring magic sound. People with a radius of thousands of meters all looked in a trance, as if they were insane, and wisps of transparent essence wafted out of them, slowly converging in the direction of Shang Ke.
Among all the people, only Yan Lu hooked the corners of his mouth without any trace, and began to absorb the essence in the air without hesitation.
"Where is the evildoer making trouble here!" At this moment, a loud shout came from not far away. The sound cut through the sky and shot straight at Shang Ke like a sharp arrow. The powerful power of true essence interrupted his playing.
As soon as the music stopped, the surrounding people gradually regained their consciousness and resumed their activities, but they did not notice the abnormality just now.
Shang Ke was stunned, several cultivators had swept close, and one of the white-haired old men shouted: "It's just a little monster, how dare to make trouble here, trying to absorb the essence of living people."
Shang Ke recalled what happened just now, and then realized what he had done. In response to the calamity, he transformed into a magic pill. Although harmless, the power in his body runs counter to his heart. Inadvertently activate the magic pill to absorb the energy of life.
The old man activated his sword energy, and a clear roar sounded, scaring the surrounding children to run away.
There was only Shang Ke left before the meeting, and the old man attacked him mercilessly.
"Uncle Qing Chong! No." Yu Wenjie exclaimed from behind, "That's my friend."
The old man ignored him and continued to attack with his sword.
Shang Ke didn't need to fight and knew that he couldn't beat him, so he ran with his pipa in his arms. The old man and several other cultivators were chasing after him, and countless sword energy flew into the air, leaving bloodstains on his body.
This was the first time Shang Ke had personally experienced the attack method of a cultivator. It was really a sword, light and sword shadow, with a murderous aura that could hurt him even a few hundred meters away.
"Uncle, don't!" Seeing that Shang Ke was knocked to the ground by a sword energy, dripping with blood, Yu Wenjie immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Uncle, he is my friend, please be merciful."
"Be merciful? He is a monster that kills people. Except for him today, who knows how many creatures he will kill in the future." Taoist Qing Chong pointed at Shang Ke on the ground with his sword.
"No, he won't!" Yu Wenjie pleaded. "He saved my life and helped many people. Even if he is a monster, he is a kind-hearted monster."
"Are you confused by him?" Taoist Qing Chong said coldly, "Just now he played the magic sound in an attempt to absorb the spirit of others. This is also called a kind heart?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Yu Wenjie's eyes, and he turned to look at Shang Ke. He struggled to stand up from the ground, his clothes were scattered, his body was covered in blood, and there was a bit of sadness in his deep eyes. The left forehead was cut by the sword energy, and the blood flowed down from the left eye, condensed into a blood drop at the corner of the eye, and then slowly slipped from the fair face.
The youth is like jade, beautiful and unparalleled.
After getting along for half a month, Yu Wenjie couldn't believe that Shang Ke would be a harmful spirit. However, even he was bewitched by the magic sound just now. If the uncle and the others hadn't arrived, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Yu Wenjie's eyes were complicated, and he didn't know what to do.
However, Shang Ke smiled bitterly to himself, doing good a hundred times, as long as he accidentally did evil once, the early efforts would be turned into nothing.
Taoist Qing Chong did not have the patience to wait for Yu Wenjie to make a decision, so he picked up his long sword and attacked Shang Ke again.
Shang Ke originally wanted to fight back with demonic energy, but when he saw Yan Lu in the distance, he gave up the idea again. Now that the matter has come to this point, he will simply take the plan, even if he is forced to a desperate situation, he will not use magic power to harm others.
In the Demon Abyss, the heart is on the right path. Even though he is despised by the world, he still has his resolve.
Shang Ke tightly bound the devil's heart, only defending and not attacking. The scars on his body continued to increase, and a layer of tears gradually formed in his eyes, but his eyes were always firm and without fear.
"Xianchang, please be merciful, Brother Shang is a good person!" At this moment, an old woman beside the road suddenly pleaded loudly.
"Yeah, please be merciful to Xianchang and let him go." Another person echoed.
"Don't hurt Brother Shang." These are the children who were listening to the pipa just now.
More and more voices sounded one after another, and they were all people who had been favored by Shang Ke during this time. Although it is only a small favor, it is extremely grateful to them who are simple-hearted.
Daoist Qing Chong and the others looked stunned, they didn't expect this group of mortals to intercede for a spirit monster. I was almost taken away by him just now, but I didn't even know it, how stupid!
Yu Wenjie was touched, and knelt down and said, "Please let my uncle let him go."
"You!" It's okay for ordinary people to be ignorant, but his nephew is actually like this. Are they all fascinated by their minds? Taoist Qing Chong was furious, pointed at Shang Ke and said, "Go away! It's better not to let me see you again, otherwise I will definitely not show mercy."
Shang Ke stood up, looked around for a week, then raised his arms and bowed deeply to these kind people. Not only did they save his life, but they gave him hope to complete his mission.
Shang Ke took a staggering step and left the small town under the watchful eyes of everyone.
From beginning to end, Yan Lu just watched indifferently. After Shang Ke left, he turned his gaze to the group of Feixing Sword Sect, stared at them for a moment, then turned and walked in the direction where Shang Ke left.
Yan Lu found Shang Ke's blood-stained clothes in a forest, glanced around, and accurately found a withered mushroom on an old tree root.
He squatted down and said lightly: "It's obviously a magic mushroom, why do you have to follow the right path and follow the rules of the sky? With your spirituality and relying on magic skills, you can cultivate a magic body and become a saint in less than two hundred years. How can those people be? Is it your opponent?"