Tianshui Zhenren is usually cold and dusty, and the Chunjun sword was originally the most cold among the ten swords. However, he was always in a good position, and he rarely lost his temper. Although the disciples of Chunjun Peak respected and feared him, they were not so frightened that they dared not look directly at him.
But at this time, those eyes looked completely different.
The pure black pupils were as clean as a cold pool that was not stained with dust, but the sharp eyebrows in the past were subtly softened, and they just looked at him quietly without any emotion.
The score is obviously more peaceful than usual, but the still water under the eyes is deep but quietly surging, spinning into a terrifying deep pool, neither right nor evil, but rather like some kind of quiet dormant mysterious monster , at any time enough to swallow people's hearts.
The man only glanced into it, and felt that the cold sweat instantly covered his back, and he instinctively wanted to run, but behind him came a clear voice that seemed to be soaked in the first snow and cold spring: "Stop."
The sound fell, and the ground was instantly covered with a thick layer of frost.
The figure couldn't stand, slipped under his feet and threw himself to the ground, the Chunjun sword hit by the wall rubbed his shoulders, penetrated the clothes, and nailed it firmly to the ground.
The sword with a cold glow poked majestically in front of him, the man was so frightened that his heart was broken, he kicked his legs, and passed out alive.
Most of the strength he had just accumulated was consumed in a blink of an eye, Lu Deng's eyes dazzled, he hurriedly raised his hand to support the edge of the couch, and carefully placed Gu Zaishui's body back on the couch, before he endured the drowsiness and faded into the sea of consciousness.
This person was a scavenger disciple on Chunjun Peak, but he didn't make much progress at a young age. This time, he was not allowed to follow him to the Tianmen Conference, and he felt resentment in his heart.
The one who was eyeing Gu Zaishui was the second-ranked sect in the Shura world. The Weiyang sect had been in the first place for a long time, and the resources occupied had burned the eyes of the following sects who couldn't sleep all day. Seeing that this Tianmen Conference is imminent, Chun Junfeng won the place to attend, and finally couldn't hold back the thought that he should not move.
This time, he sneaked in at night, and secretly poured golden wind and jade dew into Gu Zaishui's teacup.
As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, this is not a medicine that tastes harmful, and it is even very expensive. Ordinary people can nourish the soul and promote the realm, but for those who have been born with demons, it will not only stimulate the medicinal power of the demon-killing pill, make the demons take root in the sea of knowledge, but also make the demons speed up to devour the main body's power and grow rapidly. grow.
In the original plot, this person should have started to give Gu Zai the golden wind and jade dew at this time. It's just that his own talent is not good. Hearing about his domineering medicinal properties, he became greedy. Otherwise, the original Tianshui Daoist would not even be able to attend the Tianmen Conference, and would be completely occupied by demons in the sect, and there would be no future changes.
A person who cultivates immortals accommodates the heavens and the earth, and Gu Zaishui has long since faded into an innate body, so there is no need to be afraid of the erysipelas invading the body and retaining it, but the soul can't bear to toss back and forth like this.
Lu Deng asked the system to ask for the ecstasy incense, trying to find a way to make Gu Zaishui fall asleep and warm his soul. Now is the critical time. If he was forced to wake up now to deal with the scum who attacked the scum, the rest of the night would have to be abandoned again, and he would be leaving for the Tianmen Conference tomorrow, so he would have no time to rest.
He had just been upgraded, and he was just able to speak, and he couldn't help but try to come out for a short while. It was enough to think that it was enough to scare people, but I didn't want that Chunjun sword to fall down.
Seems to be really lucky.
Frightening people unconscious at the door, Lu Deng's power was exhausted. He returned to his original form and fell into the sea of consciousness. He stumbled and crashed into the cabin. He wanted to go to bed and rest, but he stumbled and fell silently.
The jackdaws flapped their wings and dived into the night sky, the moonlight through the window lattice, caressing a place of silver frost tenderly.
All night.
When Gu Zaishui woke up, the frost on the ground had already evaporated to dryness under the rays of the rising sun, leaving only the outer disciple who was still pinned to the ground by the Chunjun Sword, lying on his knees.
No matter how tired you are on weekdays, as long as you are not seriously injured and unconscious, someone by your side can always detect it. Right now, there was a big living person lying at the door, and he slept soundly all night without noticing it.
Tianshui Zhenren's heart tightened suddenly, and his body shot into the inner room. After confirming that the remaining half-sack of medicinal pills were still in good condition, he finally felt relieved. He raised his hand and took the Chunjun Sword back into his hand, pulling him. The collar was picked up.
Looking at the clothes, he was a disciple of the outer sect, and his appearance was almost middle-aged. He was not familiar with this person, and he thought he had no talent.
One peak said that there will be more than a thousand disciples, and there are also more than a hundred inner disciples. The peak master has to practice every day, and it is the limit to be able to guide the inner disciples every day.
Outside disciples like this should not be able to enter his residence.
It has been calculated once a few days ago, and even if he trusts the sect, Tianshui Zhenren will not completely take off his guard. Immediately, he picked up the teacup and threw the person on the ground in the hall.
The middle-aged disciple woke up with tea poured all over his face, and when he saw the cold face in front of him, he lost his soul in an instant, and struggled to run out: "Demon, monster—"
"what?"
Tianshui Zhenren's heart skipped a beat, his brows furrowed, and he raised his hand to take him back: "Who are you, why did you come to my room late at night—to be honest, or go to the main peak to find out."
The main peak has a punishment hall, and the disposal is not as casual as in the peak. It is lightly imprisoned with punishment, and heavy is abolishing the spiritual root and expelling it from the mountain gate. As long as there is indeed a fault, no one who enters can walk out.
The middle-aged disciple was so frightened that he could not stand still, lying on the ground shivering, tremblingly raised his head to meet those eyes, but saw that although the dark pupils in front of him were still as clear and cold as a cold pool, there was less mystery and strangeness that bewitched the mind. .
Comparing the two, he became more and more suspicious, gritted his teeth, and said boldly: "Master - Master, forgive your life, this disciple lost his head and was bewitched to go the wrong way..."
Gu Zaishui is an upright person. Although he is strict, he does not like killing. No matter how big a mistake he makes, he will only be expelled from the mountain gate, and he will not abolish the spiritual root dantian.
The middle-aged disciple was afraid of being sent to the execution hall, so he recruited him in one breath. From the clothes, appearance and behavior of the people who hired him, to the fact that he was instructed to sneak into the bedroom to give medicine last night, he didn't dare to hide it at all.
…
"The disciple was instructed, and I heard that the master went out to rest, and came down at night with the golden wind and jade dew—"
"You said that the Golden Wind Jade Dew was put into the tea by you, and it can act on the Demon Slaying Pill to stimulate the medicinal power of the Demon Slaying Pill?"
Gu Zaishui's expression was indifferent, his tone was neither happy nor angry, and his eyes swept lightly on him.
"Yes."
The middle-aged disciple didn't dare to shirk, so he had to bite the bullet and continued: "Not only that, but it can also make the inner demon take root deeper in the sea of knowledge, and speed up the devouring of the main body's power, and grow rapidly..."
The Immortal Venerable in front of him did not move, the middle-aged disciple hesitated for a while, then raised his head tremblingly, and was looking at the sturdy collar that had been splashed by tea with a complicated expression.
It seems that he really wants to take off his clothes, wring out the water, filter and distill, and steam out the golden wind and jade dew inside.
The middle-aged disciple shuddered and was startled by his wild imagination: "Master, Master..."
Tianshui Zhenren retracted his mind, forced himself to suppress the regret that he couldn't control himself, and said with a sullen look: "If that's the case, if you succeed, run away as soon as possible, why are you so daring and no one is lying beside me the door?"
If I didn't fall by the door, I would be thirsty in the morning, I would definitely drink that cup of tea!
Maybe now the little devil has grown enough to hold it up and turn in circles!
Immortal Tianshui became more and more unhappy, and wanted to go to the messenger mentioned by the outer sect disciple and snatch the rest of the golden wind and jade dew.
Obviously last night, he was stopped by the person in front of him and couldn't escape, but now he is being questioned why he didn't run away. The middle-aged disciple was full of injustice, so he dared to speak: "Last night—the master woke up last night, caught the disciple upright, and ordered the disciple to stand..."
Then the ground was suddenly covered with bone-piercing frost, and it was as cold as a mirror, making it impossible to stand. He only remembered that he fell to the ground and watched the Chunjun sword fall on his head, his mind was shocked and passed out, and what happened after that was no longer clear.
"What did you say-"
Tianshui Zhenren's heart suddenly hangs, his figure suddenly pops up in front of him, and he picks him up: "I talked to you?!"
He clearly remembered that he slept very deeply, and he certainly couldn't catch a thief in his sleep. The little devil has shown clear, transparent and intelligent these days, and his speech is only in the line of sight.
But if-
A trace of ominous thoughts rushed into my heart, and the chill instantly filled my heart. Tianshui Zhenren frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The careful demon grows slowly, and it is difficult to absorb power. If he forcibly seized and arrested someone for himself last night, it might consume a lot of power.
The inner demon was originally an incarnation between the virtual and the real. If the power is really exhausted, it will disappear...
Seeing the disciple nodding blankly, Tianshui Zhenren frowned, and he couldn't care less, he lifted him up again, and said coldly, "How much golden wind and jade dew are on your body, hand them over as much as you can!"
Seeing his change of color, the middle-aged disciple didn't dare to wait any longer, even though he couldn't figure out what he should have said.
Taking people's money to do things for others, after all, he was instructed by others, and he didn't dare to hold back too much. He missed a few medicines because of Tianshui's retreat, and he only managed to save a small paper bag in his hand. amount.
Tianshui Zhenren must be eager to take these golden wind and jade dew to the Valley of the King of Medicine, to try out the properties of the medicine as soon as possible, in order to find a solution.
Recalling his experience of drugging that had been unsuccessful several times, the middle-aged disciple's eyes lit up, he handed him the small paper bag, and couldn't wait to take two steps on his knees.
"Master - you don't have to worry, although the disciple secretly drank the golden wind and jade dew, the master never drank it! The previous few times the master has always retreated. I was seen through by the master at a glance, and the tea was also poured on the disciples..."
Tianshui real person: "… "
Tianshui Zhenren: "Shut up."
The middle-aged disciple raised his head in amazement, but the real Tianshui had already snatched the paper bag and threw it out of Chunjun Peak, just in time to smash the sect master who was anxiously circling the third thousand six hundred and seventy-two circles outside the mountain. on.
The sect master, who had no time to go with the people who rushed over with joy, said that Tianshui Master released the Junjun barrier smoothly, and folded back into the quiet room like a wind. He poured all the golden wind and jade dew into the teapot, and drank it all at once. .
…
The clouds dissipated, and his figure had reappeared in the sea of consciousness.
These days, he has mastered the method of creating things from the sea. Gu Zaishui made a slightly smaller house bed for the little devil in his mind, and spread a sea of flowers by the river, with a few swings erected in the middle.
The yard is not big, but it has been taken care of very carefully, and everything is well prepared. The yard is specially made of polished and smooth branches. The green and tender vines climb up the vines, blooming small milky white flowers, swaying gently with the breeze, and the tranquility is like a carefully created paradise.
The sky is blue and the water is clear, the wind is warm and the grass is soft. Gu Zaishui didn't care about enjoying the scenery in front of him at all. He searched the courtyard and couldn't find it, so he hurried towards the boat.
Although so many things have been added one after another, the little devil still likes the first boat. Sometimes Gu Zaishui would not come to accompany him while meditating and rest, so he would sneak up to sleep, which made Gu Zaishui always worry about whether he would accidentally fall into the water.
The river water was still clear and calm, and the boat swayed slowly with the waves, like a natural gentle cradle.
Gu Zaishui flew out of the cabin, hurriedly picked up the curtain and rushed in. He was about to call, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.
There was a pile of clothes on the ground, and the little devil who finally grew up was curled up among the fabrics, and his body became smaller. The white and tender shoulders and arms were exposed from the neckline, and a half-smooth back was also slid out. Slowly rise and fall with your breath.
sleeping...
The pounding heart finally calmed down. Gu Zaishui breathed lightly, walked over with light steps, and carefully picked up the curled Little Demon from the pre-laid fur of the beast, let him lie down in his palm, and caressed the tender and cool back. .
In his touch, Lu Deng woke up dazedly, his crow-like eyelashes fluttered with difficulty, but he lost his strength because the strength had not been replenished, and fell quietly again.
Although he knew that this was the normal state of mind demons absorbing energy, Gu Zaishui's chest was still heavy. He lowered his head and touched the soft-hearted little man with his lips.
—It was almost this thought that came out of his life, and a heat flow had already flowed from his body.
The divine soul radiated a bright warm glow, which had the strength to peel off from every corner of him, turning into a warm sunlight like sprinkled with gold powder, bathing on the body of the little devil.
The sky was clear and clear, but the gentle drizzle was still pouring down, wrapped in a warm breeze, passing through the open windows, raising a fresh mist of water.
Golden Wind Jade Dew.
As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world.
The inner demon, who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, was unable to respond to refusal for the time being, and quietly accepted the unreserved infusion of power. The thin and thin figure gradually warmed up, Gu Zaishui was a little distracted, and his heart skipped a beat by the situation in front of him.
The original slap-sized villain has become the appearance of a human baby.
Still curled up between his arms, his cheeks were sleeping softly, and he rubbed between his arms very comfortably, the corners of his pale lips were slightly raised, and the long feather-like eyelashes were obediently closed, under the golden sunlight. A small shadow casts down.
Seemingly aware of Gu Zaishui's condensed gaze, he moved carefully, his thick fan-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he seemed to have a tendency to wake up.
Gu Zaishui hurriedly unfolded the sleeves of his robe, covered the person firmly, hugged him in his arms and patted gently, until the little guy fell asleep again, and then put down the two white and tender robe sleeves a little, a little pleasantly surprised. Slowly returning to his position, he circled back and forth worriedly.
The villain was running around on the ground, and he couldn't see clearly, and he could make do with a robe. The little guy has grown so big that he can no longer go bare-ass every day.
The real Tianshui, who can't make pants, was worried and tried to use the sea of knowledge to create things, but for some reason, he could even make a house swing, but the clothes were useless no matter what. It was either a piece of cloth or a red embroidery. A belly pocket with lotus flowers.
After hesitating for a long time, Gu Zaishui carefully held the soft and tender little doll in his arms like a lotus root, and put on the little bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers for him.
The cultivator, who has always been a genius, is particularly clumsy before this time. He wants to exert force and is afraid of touching it. The little baby in his arms sleeps soundly again, and his body is so soft that he can't hold it steady. Gu Zaishui sweated profusely before finally tying his bellyband for him, and cutting half of his sleeves to cover his body.
The careful demon showed clear spirituality before, and obviously understood his words. According to what the outer disciple confessed, he was even able to speak, and he took his house to help catch the bad guy. When he woke up, he found that he would blush when he was naked.
It was the first time the raised cub spoke, and he actually said "stop".
It's okay to call Master...
Tianshui Zhenren was very bitter in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh, and when he regained his senses, he vaguely heard an anxious call from outside.
The sound came from the world, and the sect master was still banging against the extremely strong protective cover of Chunjun Sword, and the sound of the collision was more urgent than the sound.
He was about to lead his disciples to the Tianmen Conference, but he suddenly threw out a traitor and went back to the quiet room for seclusion, fearing that there was already chaos outside.
The casual shouts could not reach the sea of consciousness, and the little devil still slept soundly. Originally, he rushed in because he was worried about the safety of the little devil. Gu Zaishui hesitated for a while, but he leaned over and hugged the little guy with a sweet and soft milky fragrance, rubbed it carefully, and was about to stand reluctantly. When he got up, his arms were suddenly fully embraced.
The little guy woke up at some point.
The bright red apron covered his chest, and the white arm knuckles hugged his arm tightly. Although it was red all the way down from the cheeks into the belly pocket, the clear black eyes were still as bright as washing, and they were softly curved, so clean that they could reflect the shadow of a person.
Gu Zaishui's heart trembled, but he couldn't help but stop and gave him a soft smile.
Gotta say something.
Or coax the little guy to make a nice sound.
The heart demon that had been carefully raised was finally able to speak, and the real Tianshui was overjoyed. He took a light breath and was about to open his mouth.
"Junior brother, don't be in a hurry - tell me to wait until you go in first! We'll cut you if you have a demon! It must be cut into eighteen pieces and chopped to pieces..."