The devil invites him to harm the world every day, but Shang Ke said that he is under a lot of pressure.
Seeing that he was so "stubborn", Yan Lu did not force him, but went out alone to "seek food". When he came back with a whole body of suffocation, Shang Ke was shocked. The reason why he was frightened was not because he was afraid. On the contrary, he seemed to smell the delicious scent, and the magic pill in his body was excited, and the pores all over his body opened.
Yan Lu said: "If you don't want to absorb the essence of others, then I will do it for you."
He just needs to collect some more essence each time, not absorb it for the time being, and then come back to practice with Little Mushroom. The little mushroom is a spirit monster, and Yan Lu, who cultivated with him, also got a small amount of demonic energy, which can easily absorb the spirit energy of ordinary people. Although the quality of these essences is not high, they are huge in quantity and easy to ingest.
"Little mushroom, transformed into a human shape." Yan Lu squeezed Shang Ke's soft little mushroom head.
Still can't move.
"If you don't change shape, I will put you in my mouth, and you can do both." Yan Lu said leisurely while undressing.
Contains, in, mouth, in! Does it taste so heavy? Shang Ke's body trembled, struggled for a moment, and finally turned into a human form.
Yan Lu hugged him, turned around, sat on the stone bed, and skillfully wrapped his legs around his waist.
The two of them folded their lower bodies and crossed their necks intimately.
Shang Ke liked the aura on Yan Lu's body. To be precise, it should be that his magic pill likes it very much, just like a bee seeing nectar, the temptation of deliciousness is irresistible.
However, no matter how hard it was to resist, he couldn't let Yan Lu successfully cultivate the devil.
The chin was lifted, and a stream of essence was poured into his mouth. After dozens of minutes, the qi crossing was completed, and Yan Lu was about to retreat, but Shang Ke hugged his neck and his lips. A slippery tongue penetrated between his teeth, tossing and sucking, and then he felt that the essence of his body was rapidly draining.
The little mushroom is absorbing his essence? Yan Lu was quite surprised, he put his hands on his waist and did not stop him.
Shang Ke winked like silk, trying his best to suck shun, his soft white hair floated gently, sweeping Yan Lu's eyebrows from time to time. As more and more essence was absorbed, Shang Ke's appearance became more and more charming, and his eyes were like gems in the light, shining brightly.
Seeing the loss of his essence, Yan Lu planned to push the greedy little mushroom away, but after meeting his eyes, he stopped abruptly.
Give me everything you have - Shang Ke's eyes clearly revealed such a message, strong and firm.
[Yan Lu, I will cultivate the devil for you, bear the punishment of heaven for you, and even give my life for you. I just ask you not to fall into the devil's way and harm living beings.]
Yan Lu narrowed his eyes, and his big hands moved slowly along Shang Ke's back to the back of his neck. As long as it is lightly twisted, he can learn a lesson immediately.
[Yan Lu, there are thousands of ways to practice, why do you have to choose the magic way that heaven and earth cannot tolerate?]
Yan Lu didn't understand why Xiao Mushroom always stopped him from cultivating demons? He didn't think there was anything wrong with cultivating demons, let alone cultivating with Little Mushroom.
The absorption can still be stopped, and the body is saturated. He licked Yan Lu's lips lightly, as if tasting it carefully. The small tongue slid across the line of his lips, bringing out a strand of silver.
Because he absorbed too much essence, Shang Ke instinctively got close to Yan Lu, and his every move was tempting, like a cat's claws, gently scratching Yan Lu's heart. Shang Ke's tolerance and warmth towards this man were unreservedly integrated into his soul.
Yan Lu's heart was rippling, his lower abdomen tightened, and a flame gradually ignited in his eyes.
Shang Ke was tempted for a while, then suddenly stopped moving, as if he had woken up. He looked at the postures of the two and uttered a silent cry: Nima, is he seducing? No, no, that wasn't his original plan. He just wanted to absorb all Yan Lu's essence and true essence until he dispelled the demonic attack, and then started all over again.
After a human cultivator loses his power, he can practice again as long as his spiritual roots are not destroyed. But sprites can't do it. For example, once he dissipates his energy, he will be beaten back to his original shape immediately, turning into an ordinary mushroom. Therefore, even if he wants to rebuild, he has no chance, otherwise things will be much simpler. With the body of an immortal spirit and Yan Lu's double cultivation, it was a matter of course.
While meditating, his body suddenly hung in the air, and then he was heavily pressed on the stone bed.
This time, Yan Lu unexpectedly didn't practice cultivation, just "simple" movement, wild and primitive, completely different from the first time. There may be pleasure at that time, but there is no such strong desire to drive...
The two continued to toss until the next day. If they didn't change back to their original form in time, someone with sufficient physical strength might last a few days and nights.
Yan Lu was wearing a long gown at will, revealing a large area of strong chest muscles, with a few small scratches on it. He leaned lazily against the wall, staring at the little mushroom in the corner with a deep gaze, his legs were full of desire, and he didn't look like he was full.
Shang Ke felt that his integrity was about to lose, and the behavior of the two seemed to be out of control. However, as long as Yan Lu is willing to continue to let him "suck", there is still hope for salvation. With Yan Lu's cultivation level, he can dissipate his magic power and re-cultivation after three or five times at most.
It is a pity that if Yan Lu's will is so easily shaken, he will not become the great devil who subverts the world of self-cultivation in the future.
In addition to being more intimate with Shang Ke, he still does not hesitate to absorb the essence of others. Shang Ke didn't want to double-cultivate with him, and he didn't urge him. From time to time, he gave out part of the essence to "feed" his little mushrooms, which seemed to be a kind of fun.
Shang Ke had to change his strategy. As long as Yan Lu went out for food, he would follow him, trying to stop him from killing too much. If only a small amount of other people's essence is absorbed, it will not harm people's lives.
Yan Lu didn't care about Xiao Mushroom's troubles, but found it interesting that he was worried about himself.
He is not particularly obsessed with cultivating demons now, and the only reason for not wanting to let go is the little mushroom. If you change your own way, won't you be able to "double cultivation" with the little mushroom? That's bound to be a lot less fun. So, let's keep practicing magic.
If Shang Ke knew that he had become the reason why Yan Lu insisted on cultivating demons, he would definitely vomit blood from depression.
"Recently, there seem to be more and more people with serious depletion of essence." A Taoist in Tsing Yi looked at the village not far away, and the villagers were all blackened and lethargic, obviously not what a normal person should look like.
The man in white next to Taoist Tsing Yi closed his eyes and probed for a moment, and said, "It should be a monster, and there is still a ghost in the air."
Taoist Tsing Yi said in a cold voice: "Notify fellow Taoists of all sects, you must pay attention to the whereabouts of the evildoer, and you cannot let him continue to cause harm to the world. With the speed at which he absorbs the essence, it is estimated that it will take hundreds of years to cultivate into a climate, and we will deal with it at that time. It's too late."
The man in white nodded: "What senior brother said is very true."
A similar situation occurred in towns hundreds of miles away.
"Wenjie, is this demonic aura the same as the monsters encountered in Xia Liangcheng that day?" Taoist Qing Chong stared coldly at Yu Wenjie.
Yu Wenjie smiled bitterly: "Yes."
"Humph!" Taoist Qing Chong said sternly, "If you hadn't pleaded for mercy, how could I have let him go, and how could these people suffer such hardships?"
Yu Wenjie bowed his head and said nothing, his face ashamed. Although he didn't want to believe it, the fact was in front of him, and he couldn't really find a reason to justify it.
"You draw a picture of the monster's appearance and distribute it to the disciples of this sect. As soon as you find any trace of him, you will report back immediately."
"… Yes."
Yan Lu and Shang Ke traveled west all the way, and wherever they passed, they would definitely collect essence. If it wasn't for Shang Ke to try his best to obstruct it, I'm afraid Yan Lu would not even have a single live.
The two did not know that their actions had attracted the attention of many cultivators, and a large number of people were searching for their traces, more precisely, they should be searching for the traces of Shang Ke.
On this day, the two found a hidden place to rest temporarily. Yan Lu cultivated and could still protect the law.
Shang Ke was studying the refining method in the jade slip, when he suddenly heard a change outside.
He let go of his consciousness, followed the sound, and found that dozens of cultivators were rushing towards here in the distance.
At first, Shang Ke didn't care, but when they passed by, they saw that one of them was holding a strange magic weapon, and a beam of light shot out from the magic weapon, pointing directly at the cave where he and Yan Lu were.
Then he found Yu Wenjie, Taoist Qing Chong and other familiar figures among the group, and realized that they were probably coming for him.
Shang Ke looked back at Yan Lu, who was still cultivating, then stood up, flew out of the restraint, and quickly swept in the other direction.
"Over there!" A loud shout came from behind, followed by a sound of breaking through the air, followed by dozens of sword shadows.
"Evil, see where you are fleeing!" Two flying swords, one long and one short, cut through the sky, shooting towards Shang Ke's back like shooting stars.
Under the supervision of Yan Lu, Shang Ke's cultivation level also improved, his body swiftly dodged, and he nimbly avoided Feijian's attack.
However, Feijian seemed to have spiritual consciousness, turned around quickly, and attacked Shang Ke again, blocking his way.
The dozens of cultivators behind immediately caught up and surrounded Shang Ke…
In the cave, Yan Lu's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes swept away, but he didn't see the familiar figure. He had an ominous premonition in his heart, and with a flick of his body, he quickly rushed out of the cave, chasing after Shang Ke's breath.
In the distance, swords, lights, swords and shadows, murderous.
Shang Ke was bruised all over under the siege of dozens of people.
"Evil, if you abide by your duty, stay away from the world and devote yourself to cultivating, you will not end up where you are today." A Taoist taught righteously.
Shang Ke knew that these people put all the faults that Yan Lu committed on his head. He couldn't explain it, and he didn't want to explain it. In fact, he is already a little powerless. No matter how he obstructs, induces, or makes trouble, he can only help Yan Lu reduce the killings, but cannot make him change his ways. He is like a thousand-year-old ice, even if he burns his life, it cannot melt him.
Waiting endlessly, wasting hopelessly, Shang Ke felt that he was reaching his limit.
But he didn't want to give up, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he wanted to persevere to the end.
Several sword lights shot towards Shang Ke, and beautiful sword flowers bloomed in his clear pupils. His vision gradually blurred, and he seemed to see the familiar figure flying from the sky.
When Yan Lu arrived, he happened to see Shang Ke being pierced by several flying swords, and blood splattered, instantly dyeing his eyes red.
Small mushroom!
He stopped suddenly and froze in mid-air, watching helplessly as the little mushroom fell on his back in a pool of blood.
"Brother Yan?" Yu Wenjie greeted hesitantly when he found Yan Lu.
"What's going on?" Yan Lu was expressionless and his voice was indifferent.
With a bitter face, Yu Wenjie explained, "Does Brother Yan know Shang Ke's identity?"
Yan Lu didn't respond.
Yu Wenjie continued: "Recently, the people in many towns have been sucked out of their essence, and their bodies have become weak. The perpetrators left behind a demonic aura, and fellow Daoists from all sects followed this demonic energy and found Shang Ke. "
It wasn't that they found Shang Ke, but Shang Ke deliberately let them find him, and then led them away, just to protect him, the real initiator.
Yan Lu quietly stared at Shang Ke in the pool of blood, and there seemed to be a violent aura in his body.
Yu Wenjie's expression changed suddenly, he felt a dangerous aura from Yan Lu, and subconsciously stepped back, but he was still a step late. Yan Lu's figure flashed and appeared behind Yu Wenjie in an instant, and then he saw a sword body pierced from his chest, and Yan Lu took his life before he could make a sound.
Yan Lu's eyes were indifferent, he stood in the sky, and pointed his murderous sword at everyone present...
An hour later, Yan Lu drooped one arm, stepped on the bloody ground, and staggered to Shang Ke's side.
His blood-stained fingers brushed lightly on Shang Ke's face, still warm.
"Little mushroom..." Yan Lu murmured in a low voice.
Shang Ke's eyelashes trembled a few times, his eyes were half-closed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a lot of blood poured out of his mouth.
I wanted to fight for one last time and let Yan Luxuan correct the way, but it was too much. Looking at the corpse and flesh and blood around it, it is estimated that this time it is completely useless.
Shang Ke looked at Yan Lu, and vaguely saw a strange wave in his eyes, like fear and confusion.
It seems that he still has some weight in his heart...
Shang Ke's consciousness gradually blurred, his eyes closed, and he was completely plunged into darkness.
Just as he closed his eyes, a golden light suddenly shot out from his right chest. The golden seed donated by Immortal Luo He took root and sprouted in the light, and soon turned into a crimson flower, which slowly bloomed on his chest. The flower shape was impressive. It is no different from the Chi Yan in the sky.
As the flowers bloomed, Shang Ke's body began to shrink, turning into the original shape of a mushroom, and then wrapped in layers of flower shadows in the air, turning into a red flower bone, which gently landed on Yan Lu's palm...