Li Zhen, who was lying flat on the bed, looked normal, and there was no magic breath in his body. He seemed to be asleep, but Jiang Fu couldn't wake him up.
After searching and confirming again in Li Zhen's body with spiritual power, Jiang Fu pondered for a moment, and found a cyan porcelain bottle from his carry bag, which contained a marrow washing pill.
This marrow washing pill, which is rarer than a thousand high-grade spirit stones, is a treasure that everyone in the cultivation world is looking for. It takes hundreds of years to refine one, and every time it appears, it will cause a bloody storm in the cultivation world.
The marrow-washing pill in Jiang Fu's hand was secretly refined by the Tiangan Sect ten years ago. It can be regarded as his trump card, but he didn't show any reluctance to use it on Li Zhen at this time, because he Li Zhen was originally trained as the next head, and it was all for the future of the Tiangan faction.
After taking the Xisui Pill, no matter what is weird about Li Zhen's body, it will disappear, and his whole body will experience a phoenix-like rebirth, and even his cultivation will experience a skyrocketing increase.
After a while, he unconsciously frowned and struggled as if he was trapped in a nightmare. It is difficult for anyone to persist in the pain of the spiritual root being completely transformed. Only those with a strong heart can survive the complete process.
However, Jiang Fu is not worried about Li Zhen. During these years of getting along with him, he has long known what kind of person Li Zhen is.
Pure and tough, upright and gentle, it is definitely a proper protagonist's life in the novel.
It took about half an hour before Li Zhen finally calmed down. His clothes were soaked, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water. The blush gradually returned to his pale face.
Jiang Fu, who was sitting on the side of the bed, was wiping his forehead with a wet towel, when he saw Li Zhen wake up in a daze, his sweat-soaked eyelashes opened tremblingly, and he looked blankly at the girl who looked down at him. Jiang Fu's weak voice was barely audible.
"... Master, Master..."
"Well, it's me."
Jiang Fu gently wiped the fine sweat on his face with a towel, and asked in a warm voice.
"I gave you the marrow washing pill, how do you feel?"
After being stunned for a long while, Li Zhen suddenly realized that he wanted to sit up in shock, but Jiang Fu pressed his shoulder back gently, and his light voice seemed to be completely unaware that he had easily used cultivation. The treasures of the world, and it is not used on oneself.
"The pill of washing marrow has been used up, so you don't need to say any more."
Li Zhen's full words suddenly stuck in his throat, and the complexities that surged up in an instant were mixed with emotion and fear. He was just a little apprentice by Jiang Fu's side from the beginning to the end. He was as small as an insignificant dust, and he had such a great honor to be washed. Dan.
Why did Jiang Fu do this
"Li Zhen, it's not because of my kindness or favoritism that I use the Sui Sui Pill on you, but because I want to entrust the Heavenly Stem Sect to you, so don't waste it."
Looking at the confused Li Zhen, Jiang Fu simply told him his thoughts frankly.
Li Zhen thought he had heard it wrong, but Jiang Fu's serious expression was so serious that his heart suddenly started beating so violently that it almost burst out of his chest.
"No, Master, I, I..."
Excessive nervousness made Li Zhen a little incoherent, as if he had returned to the innocent look he had when he first joined the Tiangan School, and the calmness he had cultivated over the years was gone.
His mind was blank, and after a few seconds, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly remembered what happened before he fell into a coma. He grabbed Jiang Fu's sleeve and lost his voice nervously.
"Yuan Chen! Yuan Chen..."
"I know."
Jiang Fu smiled slightly, the exquisite silhouette melted like icy spring water, fresh and lively, and a pair of glass-colored eyes filled with radiant light, gorgeous and dazzling.
Li Zhen, who saw him up close for the first time, gasped for breath and stared at him blankly.
Jiang Fu put a wet towel on the edge of the chair, caressing his knuckles with wet hands, his lowered eyelashes covered a pair of beautiful eyes, and his red lips raised a faint smile. Subtle arc.
The smiling voice is nice and transparent, like a delicate and sharp glass cup, it will give you the tempting illusion that you can touch it, but only when you touch it will you be surprised by the sharp edges and corners from the beginning to the end.
It seems to be able to pierce all the concealment that is as thin as a cicada's wing in the world, and see the silent darkness to the end.
How could he not notice Yuan Chen's strangeness, or should he be called Tieniu
Even though the real Yuan Chen is only interested in him, judging from the contact with Yuan Chen in these worlds, Jiang Fu has long been familiar with his nature.
Paranoid, callous, arrogant, possessive.
It is indeed the top artificial human in the interstellar.
At the beginning, Jiang Fu didn't realize that Tie Niu was Yuan Chen, but when Tie Niu was his internal affairs disciple, he peeped at him with such burning eyes every day that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
Jiang Fu, who was unhappy, originally wanted to drive him away, but once he accidentally learned from Li Zhen that Tieniu was picked up by their parents, Jiang Fu felt a little suspicious in his heart, and began to secretly pay attention to Tieniu.
It wasn't until one time when he accidentally saw the unhealed hickey marks on his back from the bronze mirror while taking a bath, that elusive suspicion finally came to fruition.
Those who can stay by his side safe and sound, those who can get close to him without being expelled by Yuan Chen's spiritual world, those who always have strong love.
The only answer seems self-evident.
Although Jiang Fu didn't know why Yuan Chen in this world appeared with an unfamiliar identity, but before he planned to help Tieniu who had lost his memory to remember, he suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity.
An excellent opportunity to stimulate Yuanchen to wake up.
Let him feel resentment towards himself, be unwilling, and get what he wants, so that he can be lured into waking up on his own initiative, and then complete the experiment.
So Jiang Fu complied with his wishes everywhere, like an indifferent bystander watching him sad for his indifference, watching him fall into the abyss of demonic cultivation, watching him step by step give birth to a black demon with himself as an obstacle.
It was wonderful.
Thinking of such a smooth process, Jiang Fu couldn't help laughing, then stood up and told Li Zhen.
"I'll take care of the outside affairs, you don't need to come out. You just took the marrow washing pill, and you should get acquainted with your new self in the next few hours."
Li Zhen had been in a coma for more than a day, and his clothes were soaked in the sweat just now, and he really looked a bit embarrassed.
He was used to obeying Jiang Fu's words, so he agreed.
When they walked down the first floor, the rooms where the major sects lived were already empty, and they all ran back to their own territory to avoid the demon cultivators, leaving only scattered disciples of the Tiangan sect.
The preparation for the final blow had already died before it even started. With such a small number of people, it was not enough to fight against Moxiu.
When Jiang Fu woke up, Yuan Chen had disappeared. He searched the entire inn unsuccessfully, and found that the magician in the backyard had been rescued. It seemed that Yuan Chen had no intention of continuing to pretend.
He went to the room where the disciples of the Tiangan School lived and asked them one by one, and then announced that Li Zhen would be the next head. He wanted them to see Li Zhen as if they were seeing him, and obey his orders unconditionally.
After dealing with everything, he left the inn alone.
With the gradual departure of the cultivators, the people in the town became active again. At this time, it was almost noon, the bright sunlight was glowing with warm temperature, and the bustling market was full of worldly fireworks.
Jiang Fu felt that the cultivation robe he was wearing was too conspicuous, so he went to the cloth shop to buy an ordinary dress. He was used to wearing the most expensive and delicate clothes, and Chad felt a little uncomfortable when he changed into the rough folk clothes.
When he was lowering his head and straightening the tape of his skirt, he suddenly heard Yuan Chen's voice.
"Orange."
Jiang Fu raised his head and looked in surprise at Yuan Chen who was walking towards him from the crowd. The other party looked calm and carried a few oil paper bags in his hand.
Before Jiang Fu could ask, Yuan Chen took the initiative to explain apologetically.
"I heard yesterday that the town's market will reopen today, so I wanted to buy something for you, but I forgot the time."
Jiang Fu curiously reached out to hook the oil paper bag in his hand, his complaints were full of muffled unhappiness.
"Why don't you ask me to come out with you? I also want to visit the private market."
Yuan Chen let him take the oil paper bag away, and then patted his head, his gentle voice became softer, but it was still heard clearly in the bustling market.
"I saw that you slept too soundly in the morning, so I want you to sleep more."
There are several soft and sweet local snacks in the oil paper bag. Jiang Fu holds the oil paper bag and squeezes the snacks to eat, while following Yuan Chen to the market.
His appearance was too outstanding, so he cast some spells to cover it up, so the two of them didn't attract much attention when they walked in the market, they were just ordinary people.
Because the encirclement and suppression activities against Moxiu could no longer continue, and Jiang Fu had already guessed that Yuan Chen must have something to do with Moxiu, so he no longer worried about major issues of cultivation in this world, but went shopping with Yuan Chen wholeheartedly. city.
Although the town is small, the bazaar still brings together all the simple and ordinary scenes in the world, and the faces of the people who come and go show a relaxed look. They think that all the practitioners have left, and that life has returned to the way it used to be.
But they don't know that the underground of this small town is the great devil's den of demon cultivators, and they don't know that their lives are completely controlled by other people's thoughts, and they will disappear into this huge world in an instant.
Jiang Fu and Yuan Chen wandered around the town all day. In the evening, they looked at the river lantern in the pavilion by the river. A faint candle was burning in the center of the blooming petals, drifting along the river unsteadily. .
Some river lanterns went out not long after they floated, and only a few river lanterns went deep into the long darkness with that little light.
The surroundings are dim, and the dim lights fall on the scattered houses, and fall on the noise behind them as if separated by a wall.
Jiang Fu leaned on Yuan Chen's shoulder, staring at the distant river lantern in a daze, Yuan Chen's breathing was steady and warm, as if it was brushing against his cheek.
He felt his hand being pinched.
"Chengcheng, are we going back to the Heavenly Stem Pie?"
Jiang Fu blinked, then asked back.
"Do you want to go back?"
Yuan Chen lowered his head and glanced at him, his eyes were darkened by the shadows, and he couldn't see any emotion.
"That's where Chengcheng lives. I really want to go and have a look. But if I go back, Chengcheng will be the head of the Tiangan faction, not mine alone."
Jiang Fu answered quickly, and gave up everything he had without any hesitation.
"Actually, there is nothing to see there. If you don't want to go, I will never go back. I will leave the Tiangan faction to Li Zhen, and we will have nothing to do, and we can go wherever we like."
Yuan Chen paused, then asked softly.
"Is it really okay? You are the head of the Tiangan Sect, so many people rely on you, so there is nothing... Is it something you can't bear?"
In the blinding darkness, Yuan Chen's voice could hardly restrain the strange fluctuations, as if he was trying to lure him to tell the most authentic truth.
Where he couldn't see, the corners of Jiang Fu's lips were curved, his expression clearly revealed the expected joy, but his voice was very calm, as if the Tiangan Sect and Fengyue Peak he had been with for decades were not worth the same carry.
"Cultivators don't care about things outside of the body. I have been a person of heavenly stems all my life, but it doesn't mean that I have to stay in the heavenly stems for the rest of my life."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to think about it seriously again, and his casual words were like a soft knife that silently pierced Yuan Chen's heart, dripping out wet, fuzzy flesh and blood.
"And there is no one in the Tiangan faction who is worthy of my stay."
Yuan Chen's eyelids twitched suddenly, his tense face was somewhat gloomy in the darkness.
If it is true, it is so ignorant.
Jiang Fu suddenly broke away from his hand, muttering a little unhappy.
"You scratched me."
Yuan Chen turned his head to look at Jiang Fu who was rubbing his hands, a faint dark red gradually appeared in his dark eyes, and he stared openly at him who was unaware, with a cold sarcasm wrapped in a smile on his face.
"Chengcheng, we haven't seen each other for so long, how can you still recognize me, aren't you afraid that I'm a fake?"
Jiang Fu tilted his head and smiled at him, his sunken dimples were sweet and soft, his eyes focused on him were bright, as if he was only pretending to be alone, the obvious joy was so natural, no reason needed.
"It's probably love at first sight, that feeling can only be you."
The ambiguous explanation seemed feeble, but Jiang Fu's serious appearance made people unable to bear to question it.
Yuan Chen also smiled, but this smile was deep.
"Don't you just remember the name? If I change my name and appearance, will you recognize me immediately?"
What a trap.
But Jiang Fu knew how to answer to hurt his heart the most.
"You won't change it. I remember your name and your father's appearance. You should be the same, so the person I like is Yuan Chen, and Yuan Chen is you."
This causal relationship is really obvious.
Jiang Fu looked at him with a blank face, and wanted to laugh inappropriately, but he pinched his palm and asked nonchalantly.
"What's the matter, why are you asking me this all of a sudden?"
Yuan Chen suddenly reached out and touched his face, then brushed his hair and pressed the back of his neck, caressing slowly.
With such a tough posture, Jiang Fu couldn't help turning his head slightly to avoid it, but Yuan Chen tightened his grip as if warning him.
He could only look at Yuan Chen who was close at hand, and asked innocently in a low voice.
"Yuan Yuan?"
Yuan Chen stared at him with lowered eyes, looking a little indifferent.
He was silent for a while before speaking slowly.
"Since you like me so much, you will like me no matter what I look like."
There was some dark evil in his smile, and his deep eyes had completely turned into a thick blood red, like a fine net that tightly bound him from head to toe.
He clasped the back of Jiang Fu's neck, lowered his head and approached the soft red lips, as if slowly revealing his sharp minions in front of the long-coveted delicacy, and would swallow it completely in one bite.
"Then come to my underground palace, dear Cheng Cheng."