Demon... demon cultivator
Liao Yezhou was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had been hallucinated by the ice and snow in the room.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the pair of ears were still upright, short and pointed, with fine and compact fur on them, making the ears look round.
He moved his stiff hands, and after dispelling the cold air on his hands with spiritual power, he slowly touched one of them.
The tentacles are warm and soft, as if they will hurt if you pinch them lightly.
Liao Yezhou has never been in contact with such a soft thing since he became a demon king and changed his body.
He didn't dare to use force, pressed and pinched it twice with his fingertips, and then lifted the tip of his ear to look at it, and saw a little bit of tender pink flesh inside the relatively sparsely furred auricle.
I really want to go up and lick it...
Liao Yezhou didn't lick it in the end, he just touched it for a while, and then called out slowly: "Master."
His master lay on the ground in a state of confusion, without giving him any response.
Liao Yezhou recovered from the shock that his master was a demon cultivator, and remembered that the situation of his master was not good, and frowned tightly again.
He put his hand on the key on He Yan's wrist, and sent a little spiritual power into it, wanting to see what was going on inside He Yan's body, but within a few seconds, he was repelled by the other's body's automatic defense.
There is still a huge gap between them in terms of cultivation.
Liao Yezhou lifted the limp body of the master, leaned on his shoulders, wrapped his arms around him, and adjusted his posture so that he could lean more comfortably.
—Although the other party is in a coma, he may not be able to feel this.
Just when he put his hand behind Master to help him up, he suddenly felt another unusual sensation in his palm, like a strip of soft hair pressed through his clothes.
Liao Yezhou's movements paused, a guess appeared in his mind, he stretched out his hand to lift the hem of Master's shirt, and a tail was exposed from the long hem.
The tail was pure white, and the fluff on it was the same as that on the ears, fine and soft, but it was much longer and fluffier.
As soon as Liao Yezhou held his hand up, the part that he exerted a little force immediately collapsed, and the fine fluff got into the gap between his fingers, which made him tighten his hand again, and then he felt a slightly hard the presence of bones.
He frowned, loosened his hands a little, and touched the exposed part of the tail up to the root. He paused for a few seconds, then used his hands to remove the appearance of the root, and saw the underwear there. It has already been broken, a hole has been cracked, so what is there not to understand
Liao Yezhou's eyes were red.
Even though the entire cave was filled with icy aura, every breath he took was icy cold, but he still felt a kind of heat rising from the deepest part of his heart, no amount of ice and snow could quench it.
He poked his hand in along the broken inner shirt like a thief, quickly pressed it with his fingertips, then retracted his hand like an electric shock, and closed the master's clothes. The finger that just did something bad The tip rubbed slightly, as if reminiscing about something.
The master's ear happened to be close to his chin, and when he moved his head casually, he could feel the soft tip of the ear brushing against the contour of his chin, causing a tingling sensation.
Liao Yezhou's whole body was numb from the cold, but it was amazing how he could accurately capture this subtle touch.
He closed his eyes and let himself focus on the business.
He rushed out because he was worried about Master's situation, but he couldn't help playing with Master's ears and tail, which was really inappropriate.
When Liao Yezhou opened his eyes again, the blood in his eyes had faded a lot. He lowered his eyes, trying to use his own experience as a Demon Lord to judge the condition of the Master in his arms.
Master’s aura is stable, and his complexion looks much better than before. He was also fierce and powerful when he expelled his spiritual power from his body just now. It seems that the injuries in his body should not be so serious. It worked a little bit.
So... why did he suddenly lose consciousness
Could it be related to the inner demon that Master mentioned
Not quite.
People with demons in their bodies often appear to lose their minds and have chaotic spiritual power in their bodies, but his master didn't show any signs other than losing consciousness.
Liao Yezhou held He Yan like this for a few days, and found that his body was still absorbing spiritual energy, and his complexion was getting better day by day, obviously recovering, and he put his heart in his chest again, no longer worried.
Just still not awake.
Liao Yezhou thought about this for a few days, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a detail.
—Red Flame Grass.
This time Wuxiang Hanluo delayed ripening, probably because he took away the red flame grass and lacked the nutrients provided by the red flame grass.
This kind of spiritual grass that was born in response to the heavens and the earth has some instinctive wisdom, so Wuxiang Hanluo mutated in a directional way in order to mature, and used the fragrance to confuse the monks present to kill each other, and then used the spirit in their flesh and blood to kill each other. Forcefully replace the missing part of Chiyancao to promote its own maturity.
However, everything in the world has its unique meaning of existence, especially in the situation where Wuxiang Hanluo and Chiyancao are born with two opposing attributes, there must be hidden secrets that he does not know.
The role of Chiyan Grass should not be as simple as providing nourishment for the main grass.
He picked the red flame grass ahead of time, which probably caused some changes in the Wuxiang Hanluo, and finally caused his master to fall into a coma after taking the Wuxiang Hanluo!
Liao Yezhou felt a bit annoyed, if he hadn't picked the Chiyancao back then, this accident might not have happened now.
But that being said, he didn't have the ability to predict the future. When he encountered such a treasure that happened to fit his attributes, he didn't have any reason to give up.
Besides—if he hadn't taken the poison of the red flame grass and died, and changed his body, how could he have gone around to the Tianji sect and worshiped under the master's sect
Liao Yezhou couldn't imagine what it would be like if he continued to be a demon cultivator in the Northern Territory who was not close to others, and was a stranger to his master.
He waited for a few more days, and saw that Master's condition became more and more stable. When he reached out to touch his ears and tail, he would occasionally tremble sensitively, as if he was annoyed by his touch, but he still didn't wake up. signs.
Liao Yezhou finally couldn't sit still anymore, it was meaningless to wait any longer, so he decided to search for his own body.
The efficacy of the blood flame grass is incomparable, if his body has not been eaten by monsters, there may be some unabsorbed red flame grass in his body.
Isn't there a scarlet flame grass missing
He will find a way to make up for Master.
Liao Yezhou spent half of his method of pressing the bottom of the box, and finally built an extremely strong formation at the entrance of the cave. Unless the two demons from the Northern Territory join forces, no one except him can open this formation.
He placed the master on the simple bed supported by the fur of the monster beast, left a jade plaque explaining the situation, and finally touched the ears and tail that he couldn't put it down, and prepared to leave here.
However, when he reached the door, he paused, then turned back, took off his outer shirt, and covered the master.
He half-kneeled on the ground, stretched out his fingertips and stroked the master's lips twice. After hesitating for a while, he still moved his body closer and pressed his lips against the master's. The soft touch that he had never tasted made his mind There was a moment of blankness, as if there was a large wave of water coming from the depths of his memory, but when he wanted to catch it, the water wrapped in hazy white mist quickly faded away, leaving only an ambiguous wet trace on the ground.
At first Liao Yezhou just pressed quietly, but he soon became dissatisfied, stuck out the tip of his tongue to draw on the lip line, and then tentatively tried to invade.
The sleeping master was very obedient, he opened his mouth to let others bully him when he was pushed lightly, and he didn't struggle when he was pushed to the throat, as if he trusted him completely.
Liao Yezhou searched the mouth in a disorderly manner. After getting up, he stared at the part that was stained with water and couldn't hold back. He leaned over and bit again.
He kissed him three or four times repeatedly, until the master's lips were slightly red and swollen, Liao Yezhou finally bit the tip of his tongue, cleaned up the breath left by him, and walked out of the cave.
He stood at the entrance of the cave and hesitated for a long while before walking into the wind and snow that made people's cheeks ache just looking at it.
Although the Boneyard seems to be covered in pure white and flawless, there are countless unknown dangers buried under the seemingly harmless snow. A monk who only has the golden core stage acting alone in it is tantamount to being sent to death .
Fortunately, when Liao Yezhou was the Demon Lord, this place belonged to his territory, so he was very familiar with it, knowing how to avoid most dangers, how to hide himself with the help of wind and snow, and how not to arouse the ideas of monsters.
But even so, when he finally arrived near the place where his corpse was hidden, he still lost half of his life.
There were no monsters or dangers nearby, so Liao Yezhou found a hidden place to heal himself.
While treating the wound, he was still thinking about his master who didn't know what was going on.
A month ago, he never thought that for a cheap master who was not close to him, he would risk his life and rush to dissect his own body.
He has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running on the road. It is impossible for Liao Yezhou to be unclear about what this mentality represents.
But he has no intention of correcting his mentality.
If you like it, you will like it, and finding a way to capture people is the right way.
He has always believed in following his heart. In the past, no one could touch his heart, which is why he has been walking alone. Now that that person has appeared, he doesn't mind including that person in his territory.
No, it's not just that he doesn't mind, when he thinks of the picture of being inseparable from his master, practicing together, and intertwined with his spiritual consciousness, he can't help but feel thirsty, and he can't help but want to implement it immediately!
He is a demon king with a vicious reputation all over the Northern Territory. When he meets his sweetheart, he is as passionate as a young boy, and it makes people laugh when he says it...
However, so far, all of this is just his own imagination. When he thinks of his master's reputation spread throughout the cultivation world and his uncommon cold appearance, the heat in his heart is unknowingly extinguished some.
Liao Yezhou frowned as he touched the wound in his body in a flash, and stopped letting his thoughts fly wild. After resting for a while, he tried to find a way to open the formation he had set up back then.
The formation he set up in a trance is quite solid, there is no trace of damage on it, and the corpse inside should still be intact.
This is a good message.
After his death at that time, most of his soul was separated from his body by chance, occupying a body that was still warm after his death. Later, this part of soul was fused with the new body, and compared with before, there were some changes. Now It is not an easy task to open the formation.
Fortunately, Venerable Liuyan was famous in the Northern Territory for his superb formation. After ten days of research, this formation that had been guarding the master's body for more than a hundred years was finally solved skillfully by him.
The moment the formation was opened, a wave of heat rushed towards his face. For a moment, Liao Yezhou thought that someone was waiting for an opportunity to attack inside, and his heart sank for a moment.
But this heat wave was a bit bluffing, Liao Yezhou hid aside and waited for a while, but there was no movement inside, and it didn't look like there was any living thing.
He stepped in.
After walking a few steps inside, Liao Yezhou saw "myself".
He was lying on his back on the cold and hard ground, his hair and clothes were messed up, and in fact, just like this body showed, he died very hastily.
The body of a cultivator contains a lot of spiritual power. Even if the soul dissipates, as long as there is no scar on the body, the body made of pure spiritual power will still not rot, and even the touch is still as vivid as before.
It was the first time for Liao Yezhou to observe himself from this angle, and his mood was indescribable for a while, "..."
And the purpose of his coming here is to dismember his own corpse...
He moved closer and looked at "himself", thinking about where to start.
After reaching the stage of crossing the catastrophe, the monk's body is already as tough as a high-level magic weapon. Even if he wants to dismember it, it may not be an easy task.
Compared with his current face of a standard gentleman, his original face was a bit masculine and feminine, with thin lips, which gave off a bit of evil for no reason.
Liao Yezhou half knelt down, helped himself up, and leaned against the wall.
The soft and smooth hair brushed against his wrist, giving him goosebumps.
He stretched out his hand and pressed the key on the corpse's wrist, carefully sent in a ray of spiritual power, and groped in it.
Because the spiritual consciousness belongs to the source, this corpse does not repel his spiritual power very much. Liao Yezhou controlled the spiritual power and moved forward cautiously, but he did not encounter any obstacles in it.
He was looking for traces of the red flame grass.
However, after groping in the body with spiritual power for a while, he suddenly raised his head, stared at his corpse for a while, and frowned tightly.
what happened
— After he died, his physical cultivation level actually went up a bit
Originally, he was only in the early stage of the tribulation, but just after a rough inspection, the current cultivation of this body has reached the middle stage of the tribulation!
You must know that after the death of a monk, the physical body lacks the soul, no matter how much heaven and earth treasures are used to nourish it, it will not absorb it, and it is absolutely impossible to make any progress in cultivation!
Even the well-informed Liao Yezhou, who had experienced two periods of life, couldn't help getting up in horror and taking two steps back.
The stage of crossing the catastrophe is the last hurdle before becoming an immortal. Breaking through every small stage is extremely difficult. Every time you break through a stage, your strength will increase exponentially. There is no way he can make a mistake with such an obvious gap.
This is just so weird—
But no matter how he said it, he had already arrived here and found his own body, which was only a short distance away from the Chiyancao, so it was absolutely impossible to turn back empty-handed at this time.
Liao Yezhou stood on the spot for a long while with flickering expression, but he still stepped forward to grope his body again.
After checking from top to bottom, he found that the red flame grass was indeed not consumed, and there was still a small half of it left in the dantian of the two of them.
He lifted the clothes on his abdomen, took out a gleaming dagger from the storage bag, poured spiritual power into it, and then stabbed at the dantian.
The toughness of the body was higher than he thought at the beginning, and the dagger was on it for half an hour before finally piercing through the skin with difficulty, creating a small wound on it.
A drop of bright red blood oozed out of the wound, and slid down the texture of the abdomen.
Liao Yezhou's eyes flicked across the drop of blood, and suddenly he reached out to touch the drop of blood as if possessed by a demon.
As a result, he accidentally touched the blade. His body was not that tough, and a wound opened almost immediately, and a large stream of blood overflowed from it, mixing with that from the other body.
The scene was a little embarrassing for a while.
Liao Yezhou used a spell to stop the bleeding, and continued to think of ways to damage his body, but the effect was not great. He almost exhausted all the spiritual power in his body, and only doubled the size of the wound.
The epidermis is the most fragile layer, and the deeper it goes in, the greater the obstacles it will encounter. If this continues, it may take at least a year before there is any hope of taking out the red flame grass.
It was impossible for him to leave the unconscious master alone in the cave for such a long time.
Liao Yezhou thought for a while, and directly reached out a wisp of spiritual consciousness to manipulate the dagger. His spiritual consciousness was injured by the last death, and he hasn't recovered much until now, so he didn't dare to use it rashly.
It's just that I don't care so much now.
When his consciousness touched the wound that was not much bigger than an ant, it suddenly seemed to be stuck tightly by something, and he could no longer withdraw it. In the next second, a white light and tingling pain emerged in his mind. was forcibly removed from the body.
…
When the scene in front of him became clear again, he found that his line of sight had changed.
Looking at the gentleman version of Liao Yezhou who fell on the ground, he fell silent.
He maintained the original posture without moving, and quickly sorted out the extra information in his mind.
It turned out that he did not die, but entered a state of suspended animation due to the side effects of the red flame grass.
It turns out that the so-called Northern Territory Supreme Treasure Wuxiang Hanluo in the eyes of everyone is actually the product of the combination of Chiyancao and growing Wuxiang Hanluo.
These two spirit herbs can mature separately, and the reason why they grow together is because if one of them is taken alone without the catalyst of the other, there will be some side effects.
Chiyancao belongs to fire, and its effects are overbearing and violent, so after taking it, the primordial spirit that was shocked by the effect of the drug was separated from the body, thinking that he had died, but now the drug has been absorbed by the body, and the side effects have subsided a lot, so he can return to the body. in one's own body.
But Wuxianghanluo belongs to ice, so its temperament is much more flat, and its side effects are also much smaller. It just makes people fall into a coma, and they won't wake up until the effect of the medicine is completely absorbed, but—if the coma lasts too long, then It is very likely that after the effect of the medicine is completely absorbed, he will not be able to wake up.
The solution is very simple, just take out the red flame grass in his body and feed it to his master.
Now that he has returned to his original body, it is much easier to take out the Chiyancao.
However, this method was too rough, not to mention that taking out the Red Flame Grass would hurt him, and the process of the Red Flame Grass being fused with Wuxiang Hanluo in Master's body was also very painful.
In fact, there is another milder method, which can fuse the Chiyancao and Wuxiang Hanluo, and benefit both him and the master...
He stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick the corner of his lips, and with a casual wipe, the small wound on his abdomen healed instantly.
He picked up the body that had been used for hundreds of years on the ground and inspected it, and found that everything was in good condition and should still be usable.
He used part of his consciousness to try it out, and verified his thoughts.
After the test, Liao Yezhou stuffed his body into the storage bag, squinted his eyes in the dark cave, and didn't know what he was thinking: "..."
After changing back to the original body, the monsters always avoid him when they meet him, and they don't need to be distracted by the dangers on the road, and the speed of the journey is much faster. Back to the cave where Master was placed.
Liao Yezhou stayed outside the cave for a while, scaring away a few monsters hovering in the air with his breath, and finally returned to his original body.
He opened the formation carefully, and prepared to close it quickly after entering, carefully preventing the cold wind and snowflakes from seeping in.
However, the scene he saw before him made his whole body stiff, and even a small move like closing the formation went wrong.
A cloud of wind and snow hit his back coldly, sliding down his back with biting coldness, but it couldn't calm down the heat in his body.
His master didn't know when he half-opened his eyes, rolled to the edge of the big monster fur, his robe was torn to pieces by himself, curled up like an insecure little beast, The thick and long tail was draped in front of him, blocking the movements of his hands.
Liao Yezhou: "..."