Half of her face was wrinkled, and she said in a girlish voice, "You've been looking for me? For a long time? I guess."
"Xie Ying, Xie Shiyi, Duwei Immortal?" She dragged out the last syllable, as if she was acting coquettishly.
Xie Shiyi had a blank expression on his face.
The demon blinked, and seeing that he had no reaction, she raised her hand again and tucked her black hair behind her ear. The next second, her body shape changed, becoming a young boy, with a piece of grass tying his hair up high, blood and flesh spreading over his bones, outlining his skin. When he raised his head again, he looked exactly like Yan Qing.
He changed his posture, sitting cross-legged at the end of the chessboard, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Xie Shiyi, can you take a look at me?"
The tone and expression are exactly the same.
Xie Shiyi drew his sword of no regrets and pointed it directly at his forehead, saying, "Change back."
The demon god held his chin up and smiled at him in the same way as Yan Qing: "Why? Why? Don't you like me like this?"
Xie Shiyi didn't say much. In this illusion, the sword of no regrets turned into frost and snow and went straight to the eyes of the demon god. The demon god was stunned. It seemed that he didn't expect Xie Shiyi to be such a lunatic. A trace of horror flashed across his eyes. He immediately stood up and avoided it, dispersing into black mist again, and then condensed into the appearance of a girl in the black mist.
He whispered, "You are so fierce."
The sword in Xie Shiyi's hand shattered into ice crystals.
When the Demon God met Xie Shiyi for the first time, he almost figured out his personality and stopped talking nonsense.
"Xie Shiyi, how about we make a deal?"
Xie Shiyi looked at him coldly.
The demon god's green eyes were full of malice. He licked the corner of his lower lip, smiled and said, "I'll save your life, how about you give me your Glazed Heart?"
Xie Shiyi asked nonchalantly, "You saved my life?"
The demon nodded: "Yes."
She raised her head from the stone, like a flower of evil born in the night, with green eyes and red lips, and smiled: "Xie Shiyi, maybe you have forgotten it yourself? Do you need me to remind you?"
"Many years ago, someone fed you a bowl of porridge."
He seemed to be calmly telling a story.
"That bowl of porridge is not simple." The demon god said, "There is Bai Xiaoxiao's blood in the porridge. His name is Bai Xiaoxiao, right? Now that we have come to the Barrier City, we finally know the name of this poor little guy."
"Drink his blood and you will be at his service. You are now at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation stage, and his cultivation is too low to control you. But he possesses the 'Power of Devouring', so he will slowly become stronger sooner or later."
The demon god looked at him seriously and said with a smile: "This bowl of porridge was implanted in your body when you were four years old. The owner of the blood was created by the incarnation of nightmare, and also merged with the spirit of Wangchuan. When he breaks through to the godhood, you will not be able to deal with him at all."
His fingers fell on the chessboard, leaving a faint white mark.
"Xie Shiyi, now, only I can save you."
The black and white chess pieces are spread across the chessboard, creating a deadlock.
The vines cast a layer of shadows of varying shades on the bright, shining stone wall.
The demon god said slowly: "Bai Xiaoxiao will soon break through to the Mahayana stage after he recovers his memory. If I give him a helping hand, he will be able to reach the God Transformation stage easily."
"Xie Shiyi, you destroyed your way and repaired your cultivation for Yan Qing for a hundred years, and finally got married. Are you willing to lose over a bowl of porridge?"
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and watched the end of the green vine sweep across the chessboard.
He has a good memory and can play the role of a bystander, following the words of the devil, to review every detail of what happened that year.
Four years passed. He was at the bottom of the mountain stream, killed that old man, and was then rescued by the Bai family.
The eldest son of the Bai family died in the chaos of the demons. The head of the Bai family was furious and wanted to investigate the matter thoroughly. He locked all the people at the scene in an iron cage. He curled up in the corner of the cage, hungry, cold, tired and thirsty.
The guard forcibly opened his mouth and fed him a bowl of porridge. The porridge was cooked by the young master of the Bai family. When the young master passed it to the cage, he accidentally scratched his hand with a hook, and blood splashed directly into the porridge.
As the porridge took a bite, the fishy smell lingered in his throat for a long time.
He hunched over and tried to dry heave, but nothing came out.
The demon god said firmly: "I believe you remember it."
Xie Shiyi did not refute, but asked calmly: "Can he control me?"
The demon god said firmly: "Of course, don't forget? Nightmares are things that occupy people's sea of consciousness and control their minds."
Xie Shiyi smiled with an unclear meaning.
The demon god didn't see the expression he wanted to see on his face, and his face suddenly became as gloomy as water. He scratched the chessboard with his long nails and said grimly: "What? You don't believe it?"
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "I don't like doing business with others."
He raised his head, his dark eyes seemed to be shining with icy blue light, and he said in a very gentle voice: "Besides, since there will be endless troubles, why should I wait until he grows up?"
He said calmly: "I want to kill him now, it's very simple."
He doesn't even need to do it himself
The demon god was immediately angered and laughed angrily: "Xie Shiyi, since I brought you here, do you think I will let you go out easily?!"
Xie Shiyi then tilted his head and took a careful look at the environment of the cave.
The demon god said, "It will take at least ten days for you to get out of here." She thought Yan Qing had already become unyielding, but she didn't expect Xie Shiyi to be even worse. A murderous intent flashed across the demon god's eyes, and he waved his hand, "But ten days is more than enough."
The demon's true form was originally misty smoke, which dissipated completely in a moment, leaving only the unfinished game on the table.
Xie Shiyi turned his head and carefully observed the structure of the cave.
Wei Shengzhuang is a treasure hunter, and she has walked through too many secret rooms in her life. It is really difficult to find the exit of the cave designed by her. Not to mention the formation set up by the demon god.
Originally, this was where Wei Shengzhuang hid from Lan Xize and where she conceived and gave birth to him. Who would have thought that many years later, it would become a new prison cell to trap him.
Xie Shiyi's hand began to grope upwards along the first stone, and he closed his eyes, trying to use his spiritual sense to spy on the outside world. However, the vines hanging all over the sky were like a dense green net, absorbing every thought of his, and it was impossible for him to find Yan Qing's mind.
He did not doubt the words of the demon god. As early as in the Nandou Palace, the Emperor of Nandou had already told him the answer.
Emperor Nandou said that Bai Xiaoxiao's fate was linked to him and the world. He had never traced the cause and effect, just because the time had not come yet.
This meeting with the devil was both expected and unexpected.
Before Xie Shiyi entered the cave, he was thinking about Yan Qing's rebirth. The Demon God told him so much, but when he first looked at the Demon God, he thought that maybe he and the Demon God had met before.
Yan Qing has lost contact with Xie Shiyi again
The demon god was indeed the stumbling block on the road to love between him and Xie Shiyi. Nothing good would happen if he met him. He could get lost even if they walked through a cave.
Yan Qing looked left and right, then reached out and pulled a leaf from the vines above his head, then put it to his mouth and blew it.
Whenever Bu Zhi was in danger, Yan Qing would pull him out to "share weal and woe". Listening to Yan Qing's intermittent and awful music, Bu Zhi was in so much pain that he covered his ears with his wings.
"What are you doing!"
Yan Qing said: "Look? Look? Can you summon some fireflies to show me the way?"
Dezhi said: "What the hell are you doing? With your skills, I think you can only attract ghosts."
Yan Qing said: "Ghosts are also good."
Yan Qing threw the leaves away and smiled, but there was no smile in his peach blossom eyes. He walked into the cave as if he was in an empty space, and said, "Demon God, are you there? Lan Xi Ze, can you hear me?"
"Why can't you tell Xie Shiyi in front of me? Why do you have to separate us? Do you think he's easier to deal with than me?"
"You're dreaming." Yan Qing said this in a low voice, sneered, stopped talking to himself, and began to look for mechanisms everywhere in the cave.
But to his disappointment, when he finally walked out of the cave with Bu Zhi, he still did not see the demon god Lan Xize.
All the efforts were in vain, and even Xie Shiyi was lost
"I told you to go to Nanzezhou first, why did you have to go to Lanxie Ze?" Yan Qing looked back at the cave covered by grass and trees, his eyes dim and unclear, and complained softly.
Buzhi poked his head in and noticed something was wrong: "What happened? Is your lover missing?"
Yan Qing: “Yeah.”
Frustrated: "So? What should I do now?"
Yan Qing looked at the forest where he was and said, "I want to blow up this place."
Frustrated: “Ahhh???”
Yan Qing closed his eyes and tried to cover this place with his sea of consciousness, but a thin layer of fog prevented his movement. He exhaled slowly and looked down at the Weaving Girl silk in his hand.
"I almost forgot that I still have this thing."
Yan Qing pointed his finger into the air, and the red lines on his wrist instantly turned into thousands of threads, spreading out from him as the center, spreading red light all over the Hunting Mountain.
They are intricately arranged above the sky, covering this place like a huge transparent cocoon.
Within the area covered by the Weaver Silk, the powerful demonic aura of Lan Xize cannot be hidden.
Lan Xize is no longer in Hunting Mountain
But? It’s not far away.
Yan Qing turned around and went down the mountain with frustration, but when he went down the mountain, he did not retract the wires. He still made them into the most strict formation, guarding here firmly.
Frustrated: "What are you going to do?"
Yan Qing said it succinctly: "Looking for a wife, killing someone."
Bu Dezhi was frightened by the murderous intent in his tone. He glanced at Yan Qing secretly, then hugged Yan Qing's hair with his wings.
Yan Qing's hair was very long and black, and as shiny as running water. If you smelled it carefully, it seemed to have a kind of luxurious herbal fragrance, which was both cold and alluring.
Buzhi pressed Yan Qing's shoulders with his claws to prevent himself from falling.
This was the first time it had seen Yan Qing angry. Ever since he had brought the Rejuvenation Sect out of the dungeon, Yan Qing had always given it the feeling that he was out of tune with this world.
Always watching the fun and the show, Yan Qing is always a bystander except for anything related to his little lover.
This was the first time that Yan Qing acted with a strong purpose to do something on his own.
Bu Zhi looked left and right and said, "I feel like there's something fishy about this place."
Yan Qing said: "Nonsense."
Because of its geographical location, Barrier City was the first city to be invaded by demons.
Before Yan Qing entered the city, he met people from the Upper Heaven outside the city gate. They were disciples of the Shangyang School of the Nine Major Sects, a group of young men who were only in the Nascent Soul and Golden Core stages.
I heard that he was ordered by his master to come and capture the demon.
Yan Qing was stunned. It seemed that the situation in the upper heaven was not optimistic. Lan Xize opened the natural moat and released the demons. Now all the nine sects were dispatched.
Yan Qing looked them over.
Demons continuously crawl out of the trenches of the Cangwang Sea, like an inescapable black fog, covering the world and the heavens.
This group of young men who have just started out are likely to be in great danger when they come to the barrier city.
"I am also here on Master's orders. I will go with you."
Yan Qing took the initiative to join them.
The leading disciple of Shangyang Sect was a young girl, just at the age of love. Her face turned red when she saw his smile.
On the way, the girl asked him his name and master in a roundabout way.
Yan Qing declined politely, "I have no name or sect, I am just a casual cultivator, so I don't want to tell you the rest."
The girl felt a little regretful, but still nodded.
Unexpectedly, when I followed the Shangyang Sect to the Barrier City, I met people from the Beast Taming Sect on the way.
Yan Qing had always wanted to go to the Beastmaster Sect to ask about Buzhi's identity, but after the incident with Wei Shengzhuang, he felt that even the Sect Master of the Beastmaster Sect might not be able to figure out Buzhi's identity. But he did not take the initiative to mention it, but a young man from the Beastmaster Sect could not take his eyes off Buzhi the first time he saw him.
"My friend, this pet is a little special. May I ask if it is a bat or a bird?"
Yan Qing said: "Just think of it as a bat."
Such a casual answer made the disciple of the Beast Taming Sect speechless, but curiosity got the better of him, so he took the initiative to get closer, stretched out his hand, and let his spirit pet crawl out from his arm.
The boy's spiritual pet is a small green snake with no other colors on its body, and its amber eyes are particularly beautiful.
"Fellow Daoist, this is my spiritual pet, called Qinglan, a Teng Snake. Qinglan is very obedient, do you want to touch it?"
He was so attentive, and the eager look in his eyes was full of hints.
Yan Qing was not interested in Qing Lan, but he was very happy to have people willing to study Bu Zhi. He just threw Bu Zhi to him.
Wan Xing Bu Zhi was a strange person who could fall asleep even when standing. He snored loudly, and bubbles came out of his nose. In his dream, he passed through the hands of everyone in the Beast Taming Sect.
The young man said to him excitedly, "In fact, spiritual pets, like cultivators, also have spiritual roots. The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the purer the better. For example, my Qinglan has a water spiritual root. I see that your spiritual pet, Daoist friend, is all black and is a bird, so it may have a fire spiritual root."
Yan Qing said: "Fire?"
"Hmm." The young man used his spiritual power to probe Buzhi but got no answer. He turned around and asked his senior sister for a piece of jade. The jade was pure and transparent. He put it on the forehead of Buzhi who was drowsy and explained: "If the attribute of the spirit pet is gold, the jade will appear yellow, if it is wood, it will appear green, water will appear blue, fire will appear red, and earth will appear black."
I was so frustrated that I snored in my dream.
It sensed something cold approaching and thought it was a spirit stone, so it spread its wings and hugged it tightly.
"Look! The jade has changed color."
All the people from the Beast Taming Sect gathered together to watch this scene.
Yan Qing looked at the piece of jade with deep eyes.
Because of Xie Shiyi's matter, he was actually very anxious now, but he knew that the more anxious this was, the less he could be.
If he could unlock the answer to Buzhi's problem, perhaps he would have more bargaining chips.
"Blue, it's a water spirit root!"
The Beast Taming Sect disciple said in surprise.
A hint of blue appeared at the end of the jade stone that was being hugged by Buzhi with drool.
It spread from bottom to top like a cloud of smoke, and soon filled the entire stone. The diamond-shaped jade suddenly showed an extremely clear blue light, and just when everyone thought the truth was determined.
Suddenly, the blue color became lighter and lighter. The jade stone suddenly made a very crisp and light sound, and in an instant, a cold and desolate feeling broke through the air.
"Ah!" The disciple covered his bleeding arm and took a step back, terrified.
The blue faded into the color of ice, the glass was transparent, and it was emitting an almost invisible blue-green aurora, just like snow falling on a barren mountain, it was imposing.
But this is not the original spiritual root of Buzhi.
It was like a kind of pressure that had accumulated in the frustrated body for who knows how many years, and only one ten-thousandth of it was released by the jade. But even this one ten-thousandth was enough to make people feel terrified.
When the wind and snow brushed past his face, Yan Qing was completely stunned. He turned his gaze seriously to the jade.
Soon the color of the jade changed rapidly from blue to green to yellow to black to red, reflecting the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.
He is still sleeping soundly even though he is frustrated.
Everyone was stunned by the change in the jade.
“Is this the Five Spiritual Roots?”
Spirit pets with five spiritual roots have the worst qualifications, but because of the previous visions, no one dares to believe that the answer is so simple.
They were all fledgling disciples of the Beast Taming Sect with little experience. They could not come up with other answers for a while, and they were afraid that the jade would crack, so they had no choice but to take it back first.
Yan Qing asked the leading disciple with a serious look: "What kind of spiritual root is it?"
The disciple scratched his head and said uncertainly, "Five spiritual roots, maybe."
Yan Qing asked again: "Do you know what that chill was at the beginning?"
The disciple obviously didn't know. He opened his mouth and then closed it again, saying in confusion, "I don't know about that, Daoist friend. I have never encountered such a thing before."
Yan Qing nodded and snatched Buzhi back from the hands of a woman.
Bu Zhi was sleeping so soundly that he didn't wake up even after this. In order to wake him up, Yan Qing twisted his ear which was so small that it was almost invisible.
"Damn it, damn it!" He woke up cursing because he was not successful.
Yan Qing could slow down and bring it to the end of the team.
Yan Qing said in a serious tone: "Unsuccessful, I remember you said before that you were born in water. Now think about it carefully, is it water?"