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Liao Yezhou smelled a smell that couldn't be ignored. The smell was partially diluted by the wind and snow that rushed in, but it still stubbornly drilled into his nose.
He had smelled a similar smell from monsters in certain special periods before.
At that time, he only felt this kind of disgusting and sticky smell with special hints, and he would avoid it immediately every time he encountered it, but when this smell appeared on his master, he smelled a kind of smell in it. It's indescribably sweet, I wish I could get closer and smell it carefully.
Liao Yezhou's Adam's apple rolled, and another cloud of wind and snow hit him, and he came back to his senses, raised his hand to close the formation at the entrance of the cave, and started to walk inside.
He walked very slowly, and every time he took a step forward, he couldn't help but breathe harder.
When he finally walked to the side of his master, his breath was already extremely chaotic.
He squatted down, put one knee on the ground, bent his back slightly, and met the half-opened eyes of the master.
After staring at his master for half a minute, Liao Yezhou was sure that although his master looked awake, he hadn't regained consciousness.
Those dark eyes that usually seem to be carved with wind and snow are completely out of focus at this time, containing a layer of light mist, which makes his face much gentler. At this moment, he was in a state of embarrassment, as if he had stepped down from a high altar.
Liao Yezhou reached out and fiddled with the master's long and slender crow feathers twice. The man was dumbfounded. After being teased by him, he just closed his eyes reflexively, and soon opened them again to look at him, as if he was staring at him. It's just that there is still no focus in the eyes, and they look very harmless, without the usual power at all.
Liao Yezhou's throat was tightened again by his gaze, he moved his hand away from the master's eyes, paused twice, then slid down quickly, and grabbed the root of the master's tail!
Most of the tails of monsters cannot be touched, and the fur will explode if you touch them. The root of the tail is the hardest hit area among them. When Liao Yezhou grabbed it, the master's tail tightened instantly, shook twice, and his body also curled up It got worse, and a frightened sob came out of his throat.
… seems to have had some other consequences as well.
The smell suddenly became stronger, mixed with some subtle fishy smell.
Liao Yezhou paused for a moment, then touched the back of the entire smooth tail from the base of the tail to the tip of the tail.
Finally, holding the tip of the tail, he picked up the entire tail that had been pinched so hard that he couldn't exert any strength, and moved it away from the master, revealing what was covered by it.
He looked at it for a while, until he saw his little master looked angry again, and finally whispered the first sentence since he came back, "Master is really not good," and he went to the root that he had moved. I fumbled on the side of the tail, and felt some different touches on the inside near the tip, and my voice was hoarse, "... I cried my own tail dirty."
He pretended to wipe it with his fingertips twice, but it became more and more dirty, and even wiped it all over his body.
However, when the little master was about to cry again, he suddenly stopped wiping and murmured: "Look at my memory, I shouldn't use this body..."
Then he changed back to his original body in the transcending tribulation period, and used a gentler method to send the part of the red flame grass that had melted in his meridians to the master's body little by little.
Even with a buffer, the fusion of Chiyancao and Wuxianghanluo in the body is not easy, making the master's brows tightly wrinkled, and the little master is so angry that he is weak, crying or not Yes, it looks pitiful.
Even though Liao Yezhou suppressed his mood and comforted and teased him as softly as possible, he couldn't relieve much.
There is no way, in order to make Master less painful, he had no choice but to separate his spiritual consciousness to drive another body, and every time he sent some Chiyancao into Master's body, he quickly used another body to let Master absorb some warmth. And pure water spirit power.
Water spiritual power is the most gentle and inclusive of all spiritual powers, and it can play a great buffer role when things of different attributes are fused with each other.
After repeating this for countless times, Master's brows finally parted.
According to the speed without human intervention, it would take a hundred years for Chiyancao and Wuxiang Hanluo to fully integrate, but they obviously couldn't stay here for a full hundred years, so as the most trusted apprentice of the master, Liao Yezhou Regardless of his own body, he only knew to race against time to heal Master's injuries.
And even if his master is unconscious, he must be very understanding of his painstaking efforts. Not only obediently hooked his neck to cooperate with the treatment, but also opened his misty black eyes from time to time, silently encourage him.
Liao Yezhou worked too hard to treat Master's wounds, and his originally not very upright heart was directly thrown into an unknown corner by him, covered with so many layers of dust. Under the impulsiveness, I explored my spiritual consciousness, trying to use my spiritual consciousness to cultivate with my master.
For monks, physical pleasure is actually secondary, and the most original entanglement of spiritual consciousness can lead to a deeper level of pleasure.
But the Sea of Consciousness is the most vulnerable place for monks, even if they are hurt a little, it is extremely difficult to recover, so except for those who absolutely trust, they are not easy to open to others.
Even among Taoist couples, there are many who never use both spiritual and consciousness cultivation.
As soon as Liao Yezhou probed his spiritual consciousness to the edge of Master's sea of consciousness, he regretted it a little.
After he merged with his original physical body, his spiritual consciousness also grew to the middle stage of the tribulation, and his master was in this state of confusion and lack of defense. If he wanted to, he would forcibly send his spiritual consciousness into the master's consciousness The sea is not considered difficult, but after all, it has a hint of coercion.
Although he desperately wants to have everything about the master, and uses his spiritual consciousness to envelop the master's body, which blends and is inseparable from each other, but if he uses this kind of coercive method, his seemingly indifferent self, but in fact has his own pride. Master will never forgive him.
However, when he was about to withdraw his consciousness, there was a icy cold sensation that rubbed against his consciousness, and then retracted again, like a kitten scratching someone's paw.
Liao Yezhou was stunned by this blow, as if he couldn't believe it, he didn't even know how to move his body, and was urged by his master to twitch his chest with his tail lightly and lightly, and then he came back to his senses.
"Master." He licked his lips and called out in a low voice.
He tentatively probed his divine sense into Master's sea of consciousness, but only encountered a slight obstacle that could be completely ignored, he touched the depths of the sea of consciousness unimpeded all the way, and then entangled him with his own spiritual consciousness. Master's.
Master's consciousness trembled from his impact, as if he couldn't bear it, and wanted to shrink back.
However, there is no reason to let go the spirit consciousness that has already been caught, so Liao Yezhou not only did not let go of the spirit consciousness, but tightened it even more, to prevent the capricious, flirtatious and unwilling spirit consciousness from slipping away. Walk.
The master subconsciously does not reject himself... His mind was filled with this cognition, so he worked harder to heal the master.
It is really a master-student relationship, and can be a model for the cultivation world.
…
Three years passed in a flash.
There is no concept of time passing in the Northern Territory, nor is it divided into seasons. Apart from the biting cold wind, there is only snow that never stops falling, and the world is pure to almost indifferent whiteness.
Among the three Demon Venerables, Venerable Liuyan's site is the closest to the north, and the Bone Burial Site is located from the northern region to the north, the coldest place in the entire cultivation world.
Because the environment is too harsh, the power of the cold wind is comparable to the sharpest blade, so there are almost no tall plants here, most of them bend their bodies to survive in the snow, and the branches are rugged. Even if it is wrapped in ice and snow, it can't see the original appearance.
The monsters didn't dare to appear blatantly. They dug holes in the thick snow and built their nests. When they were free, they nested under the dark snow to save energy. Only when they lacked food, they would crawl out of the caves. Entrance creatures.
Of course, if people or monsters happen to pass by the snow above their heads, these monsters don't mind getting out of the snow to add some food reserves for themselves.
Here, every bite is precious.
A bird landed lightly on a low plant. It looked tired and wanted to stay here for a while.
At this time, a snow mouse poked out its small snow-white head from the snow without a sound. Its eyes are small, which is to hide itself in the whiteness. It observed for a while, then jumped up in an instant, opened its mouth to an incredible angle, and accurately bit the bird that was half the size of its body.
It's just that the bite was a little sideways, and the bird was not easy to provoke. Its sharp claws pierced through the thick fur of the snow mouse, and cut a scar on its skin, and blood flowed out in an instant.
The snow rat was scratched by this claw, but still biting the prey in its mouth. This wound only scratched the skin and did not cause any serious consequences, but the prey in its mouth struggled harder and harder. Small, the final result is obvious.
However, just as it waited patiently for the prey to stop struggling, an extremely dangerous breath passed above.
Snow rats are not strong, neither in terms of size nor habits. The reason why they have been able to survive in the northern region for so long is because of their amazing bite force and keen sense of danger.
At this time, relying on this keen perception, the snow mouse felt that the same existence that was absolutely irresistible was approaching here rapidly. It was frightened, and reflexively wanted to play dead, and the force of the bite was unconsciously loosened. It moved a little, and the prey in its mouth took the opportunity to kick its legs and escaped from its mouth.
—and scratched his paw before leaving.
But the snow mouse didn't care so much anymore, it closed its two eyes the size of sesame seeds, and leaned forward, the whole mouse and the snow became one, and the breath was so weak that it could hardly be noticed.
If it didn't come down to check, ordinary monsters wouldn't notice its existence.
That dangerous aura obviously didn't have the energy to pay attention to it, it approached quickly, and left even faster. After the aura completely disappeared, the snow mouse got up from the snow, pawed twice and his face was already knotted. Bing's blood stains, looked left and right, and then went back to his nest dejectedly.
Not only did he fail to catch the reserve grain when he came out, he was also injured by the reserve grain. As expected, he should stay in the nest peacefully.
…
After half a stick of incense, Demon Lord Liuyan's palace that had not moved for a hundred years suddenly felt a fluctuation, but this fluctuation disappeared very quickly, and most people in the palace disappeared before they had time to notice it.
Only a few confidantes of Demon Lord Liuyan caught this movement.
In a side hall, Yu Ling was checking the accounts submitted by his subordinates.
She was very handsome, but her face was very cold, and the aura on her body frightened the monks who were waiting beside her so that she didn't dare to breathe out.
Although this Daoist Ling is not the one with the highest cultivation level, he is the one most trusted by Demon Lord Liuyan. Demon Lord Liuyan has not come back for more than a hundred years. The accounts in the palace and the taxes in the territory Wait, it's all in charge of this person.
In the middle of checking the accounts, Yu Ling's pupils suddenly tightened.
She paused, and said to her subordinate: "Come here first today, and come back when I call you."
Seeing her like this, the subordinates knew that there was something urgent, and they didn't dare to say anything, so they withdrew.
Yu Ling walked out of his side hall, walked around the winding corridors and majestic palaces, and walked to the door of the main hall step by step.
Several people were one step ahead of her and were already waiting there.
She walked to the side of those people, and someone looked at her sideways, with a smile on the corner of her lips, and said inexplicably, "The venerable is back."
Yu Ling didn't answer.
His Holiness disappeared for more than a hundred years. It is normal for Liu Yan not to show his face to the outside world for a hundred years, but what is strange is that one of the masters of the Northern Territory has not even returned to his own palace during these hundred years.
Although their venerables are used to being shopkeepers, they have never disappeared for so long.
So it was inevitable that some people had other thoughts, and some people even made a plan early on, which demon king should switch to under the command of Liu Yan if Liu Yan fell.
When something happens to their master, most demon cultivators will decisively choose to find another family. Cultivators generally make it more obvious.
Several people waited for nearly a stick of incense outside the main hall before being called into it.
After Liao Yezhou briefly asked Yu Ling about the affairs in the territory for nearly a hundred years, he didn't talk to other subordinates alone, and let them leave.
The whole process lasted less than half a stick of incense.
Several people walked out of the main hall, looked at each other, and saw indescribable complexity in each other's eyes.
If their perceptions did not make a collective mistake, the power of the Venerable has increased by more than a little bit compared to the last time I saw it... I am afraid that it has reached the middle of the tribulation!
You know, starting from the Mahayana stage, breakthroughs in every small stage will become extremely difficult. After reaching the stage of crossing the catastrophe, the possibility of breakthrough depends entirely on luck. routine.
——In this short hundred years, what kind of opportunities did His Holiness get
If their venerables were to answer this question in person, there would probably be two of them.
The first opportunity was the Chiyan Grass in the Boneyard. Although its efficacy was too overbearing and it caused his soul to leave his body, and he lived a very miserable life, but at the same time it brought him great benefits of.
The second opportunity is his master whose real body is a demon fox.
The double cultivation of people with similar cultivation bases, the benefits obtained by both parties are huge, and in the process of intertwining his spiritual power and spiritual consciousness with his master, he also completely digested the two spiritual herbs in each other's bodies, the two of them Their cultivation bases have all jumped up a lot.
His master's cultivation base was originally in the early stage of the tribulation, after this double cultivation, he has now touched the barriers of the early and middle stages of the tribulation, and he is only a little bit lucky to enter the middle stage of the tribulation.
He has completely consolidated his cultivation base in the middle of the tribulation, and now even if the other two Demon Lords in the Northern Territory join hands, it will be difficult to compete with him.
Of course, the improvement in cultivation is not the most important thing, the most important thing is his master himself, which is already a precious treasure to him.
However, how to deal with the awakened Master is still a problem.
Wuxiang Hanluo's poison has been cured, and his master may wake up at any time.
After the master wakes up, his memory recovers. In the past six months, he may not be able to hide what he did to the master, as well as his identity.
Thinking of the unsightly nasty words I said when I was in love, such as "Master cries so nicely", "Master, please take the initiative to eat if you want to eat", "Master rubbed his tail to make yourself comfortable", etc., It was difficult for Liao Yezhou to calm down.
"..."
Although he had strengthened the formation before leaving, his master was also in the tribulation period, and if he really made a fuss regardless of his care, he would still make some noise.
And what he is most worried about is that if the master wakes up and finds that he is locked up, he will be even more angry.
But it is absolutely impossible for him to put people there without doing anything.
—What if he ran away while he was away
The monk who crosses the robbery can tear through the void and go on his way. His master's cultivation base has broken through again, and the speed will be faster. The time for half a stick of incense is enough to leave the Northern Territory. He dare not take this risk.
When the time comes, Master returns to Tianji Sect alone, can he still stir up a war between immortals and demons because of his own selfish desires
The more Liao Yezhou thought about it, the more bored he became, and he was not in the mood to care about the affairs of the territory for the past century. He only showed his face in front of his subordinates to say that he was fine, and then drove them all out, and then hurried back to his cave. .
However, what he was most worried about happened.
When he opened the formation and pushed the door in, an ice pick that seemed extremely sharp pierced right in his face.
He turned his face sideways, and the ice pick passed across his cheek, leaving a bloodstain.
For the cultivators in the Transcending Tribulation Period, this ice pick is just a toy-like gadget. Liao Yezhou analyzed it calmly. It seems that the master has not lost his mind due to anger, and he is still very hopeful.
His master seemed to have just woken up, lying on the bed with his coat still covering his body, his eyes were condensed like ice and snow.
Liao Yezhou stood in front of the door for a while, seeing that Master didn't intend to do anything more, he took two tentative steps forward, then knelt down on one knee beside the bed, reaching out to reach his wrist, "Master..."
However, the master not only opened his hand, but also threw the coat covering his body on his head.
There was darkness in front of him, and he heard the voice of his master, who was a little colder than usual: "Get lost."
He Yan really wanted to hit someone.
At that time, he was in estrus due to the influence of Wuxiang Hanluo, and without the comfort of his partner, he couldn't help taking off his clothes. It is also reasonable that Liao Yezhou would double repair with him after he came back. The other party has been with him for several lifetimes My love, he is not angry about it.
What makes him angry is that this person's body is not enough to play with, yet...
Thinking of those unsightly scenes in his memory, He Yan felt a surge of energy and blood. If it weren't for the medicinal power of Wuxiang Hanluo still in his body, he would have gone mad.
… yes, very promising.
He really wanted to throw away this apprentice who couldn't wait to go to heaven after showing some color. The reason why he didn't throw it away was entirely because of the friendship in previous lives.
However, his apprentice pulled the clothes off his face, put them back on the bed, and said shamelessly: "Master, I have concealed something from you. I know I was wrong. It's just that the situation is critical at that time. If, if I don't do that …”
And as he spoke, he deliberately brought the face that had been scratched by the ice pick close to him, with a mournful voice and desolate eyes, the purpose was very obvious.
He Yan: "..."
His apprentice, a playwright, was probably made stupid by his double cultivation. If he wanted to pretend to be pitiful, he wouldn't know how to use another face that looked like a good person. This expression can only make him feel itchy.