There was a dull pain in her temples, and Yu Zhengzheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had a splitting headache after a hangover, making her feel uncomfortable and slowly opened her eyes.
She looked ahead with confused eyes.
In the distance, there are long and winding mountains, white clouds lingering and rolling, frogs croaking and cicadas chirping are heard beside your ears, bamboo forests rustle and springs gurgle nearby, far away from all the hustle and bustle of the city.
As the sun sets, peach blossoms fall in a riot of colour, as if you've fallen into a fairyland where beauty loses its sense of reality.
Behind her was a row of bamboo houses. The yard was full of fruits and vegetables, and birds were chirping on the branches, creating a rural and wild atmosphere.
This is not Shayu Valley, but another completely unfamiliar place.
Yu Zhengzheng was stunned for a long while before she turned her neck stiffly and looked at the people who had fainted on the ground.
Only Rong Shang and Immortal Lord Heng Wu were awake. In Rong Shang's hand, an ice spike with a cold glow was placed on Immortal Lord Heng Wu's neck, and a trace of light red blood was flowing down through the cuts in the ice spike.
Neither of them spoke, they just stared at each other.
While they were in a stalemate, several unconscious people woke up one after another.
Yu Zhengzheng didn't dare to go forward to disturb them. She had read martial arts novels and knew that the truly hidden masters would fight with their minds.
Even though they appear to be in a stalemate and glaring at each other, they are actually surging with power and every move they make is a fatal blow.
After everyone woke up, they saw Yu Zhengzheng with a serious face, and saw the Ghost King and Hengwu Immortal Lord confronting each other, and they thought there was something strange in the formation.
They all held their breath and even blinked carefully.
After a while, Immortal Lord Hengwu's fingers trembled twice, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, as if he was exhausted.
Rong Shang took two steps back and threw the icicles to the ground.
Seeing the two separated, Yu Zhengzheng hurriedly limped forward and asked, "You won?"
Rong Shang glanced at her and asked, "What did you win?"
She asked patiently, "Weren't you just fighting with your minds?"
Rong Shang: "No."
Yu Zhengzheng was stunned: "Then what are you doing standing still?"
Rong Shang: "My feet are numb, slowly."
Yu Zhengzheng: “…”
Rong Shang raised his eyebrows and looked at Heng Wu Xianjun: "How do you want to die?"
Immortal Heng Wu smiled indifferently: "If I die, none of you can get out."
After that, he added: "Although you have supreme divine power, you don't understand the formation. This formation was created by me. No one has ever walked out of this Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Formation alive, and you will be no exception."
It sounded like Immortal Lord Hengwu was bragging, but in reality one knew that he was just stating the facts.
Back then, Immortal Lord Heng Wu became famous in one battle. Without using any soldiers from the Heavenly Realm, he used only the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation to trap and kill tens of thousands of demon beasts in the formation. None of the demon beasts survived, and the entire race was nearly wiped out.
Although Rong Shang is the son of God and is born with divine power, standing at the top since birth, he has no experience at all when it comes to fielding troops.
This Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation is very famous. Once you enter the formation, you will enter a nine-layer illusion. If you make the slightest mistake, you will be stuck in the formation forever until you are exhausted.
Rong Shang hesitated for a moment and asked, "How can I trust you?"
Immortal Hengwu smiled gently and asked instead of answering, "When has the Ghost King ever been afraid?"
Yes, even if he deceived the Ghost King, the Ghost King would not be afraid.
Rong Shang curled his lips and smiled softly: "If you cheat, this will be your fate."
As he spoke, a thin layer of frost formed on his palm. In just a moment, the sword on the staff in Hengwu Immortal Lord's hand was frozen by the frost and shattered into pieces.
Immortal Hengwu: “…”
He held up the cane and sword tremblingly, and everyone could vaguely see tears flashing in his eyes.
His hamstring tendons were severed, making it difficult for him to walk, so he could only rely on this cane sword to move around.
Now that his cane sword was destroyed and his legs were powerless, even walking became a very difficult thing.
Everyone did not sympathize with Immortal Lord Hengwu. If it weren't for him, they would not have come into this damn place.
Just as they were about to leave, Yu Jiangjiang held his stomach and groaned softly, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his face looked weak and powerless.
Xiao Yuqing asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Yu Jiangjiang had a look of confusion on his face, and his expression became increasingly ugly.
She felt as if there was a gas in her body that urgently needed to be released, which was unprecedented.
People who practice fasting do not need to eat, and their marrow meridians are clear, so they naturally do not emit dirty air.
Come to think of it, she hadn't farted in over a year.
But now the gas was accumulating continuously, and with so many people here, she couldn't let it out, nor could she not let it out. She was so suffocated that her face turned green.
Yu Zhengzheng looked at her painful expression, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid my sister has done something wrong, and this is God's punishment."
Yu Jiangjiang was really a good guy. He dared to murder her openly. If she had not fallen into the arms of the Ghost King, Shayu Valley would have become her burial place today.
Seeing that Yu Zhengzheng wanted to settle accounts with her, Yu Jiangjiang looked at Xiao Yuqing helplessly and said, "I am sorry to my sister. If I were not so poor in swordsmanship, I would not have failed to hold my sister's hand firmly when I was dodging the demon cultivator."
"It's reasonable for my sister to blame me. It's all my fault."
She kept taking all the blame on herself. Although Xiao Yuqing didn't know what exactly happened to the sword, everyone was trapped in the formation now, so it was better for them to unite.
He gently consoled her, "Miss Yu, don't worry. Just now, she was forced back to Shayu Valley by the demon cultivators in order to find Miss Yu. I think she just made a mistake. You two are sisters, how could she hurt you?"
When Yu Zhengzheng heard what Xiao Yuqing said, her temperament almost separated.
What sisters
She and Yu Jiangjiang were not born from the same mother.
They were born only one month apart. When she was just born, her scumbag father took advantage of her mother's weak body, dragged her mother outside the delivery room and killed her in the name of killing his wife to prove his faith.
From childhood to adulthood, she had been looked down upon and bullied by Madam Lu and Yu Jiangjiang. If she had not survived, Xiao Yuqing would not be able to see her now.
Her eyes were filled with anger that she was trying hard to suppress. Her arms hanging by her sides were trembling slightly, and her eyes fell on the long sword at Yu Jiangjiang's waist.
Yu Jiangjiang seemed to have noticed her gaze and looked down upon her. She was not even a waste in the Qi Refining Stage, so how could she expect to take revenge
Wearing that white robe made of scaly-winged silkworm silk, it was such a waste of nature's gift.
The warm breeze and the burning and dull pain in the soles of her feet woke Yu Zhengzheng up.
No one would believe her, and she couldn't take revenge on Yu Jiangjiang, who was already in the Golden Core Stage, with her own abilities.
She was a little frustrated, but didn't say anything.
He narrowed his eyes slowly and took in the expressions of the two people.
During the years he spent in Penglai Mountain, every time he went to the inner city, he would see a crying little girl hiding in a corner.
That was when Yu Zhengzheng was in her teens. Because she had not had enough food for a long time, she was short and skinny.
Every time he saw her, he wondered when she would be tortured to death.
She was as tough as he was, and she managed to hold on by gritting her teeth.
However, after growing up, Yu Zhengzheng did not change his fate.
This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. She has no ability to step on others, so she can only be stepped on and bullied by others.
His lips slowly curled up, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Whether she was bullied or trampled upon, it was her business. What did it have to do with him
Yu Jiangjiang's expression became more and more ugly. She could hardly move now. If they didn't leave, she would be like a floodgate opened, spewing out the foul gas.
"You guys go in first." Yu Jiangjiang forced a smile and tried to act as if nothing had happened: "I want to take a look around, maybe I'll find something."
Xiao Yuqing nodded slightly: "Be careful."
After that, he looked at Yu Zhengzheng and said, "I know a little bit about medicine. Miss Yu's foot is seriously injured. If you don't mind, I can help you apply medicine..."
Hearing this, Rong Shang couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
It was getting dark. Even though it was an illusion, I still had to rest at night.
The two of them, a man and a woman, alone in a room applying medicine to her, sounded too ambiguous.
Xiao Yuqing pretends to be a gentleman, but he wants to do some mean things.
A woman like her who was brainless and only cared about looks naturally agreed without even thinking about it. He had already seen that she was interested in Xiao Yuqing.
Rong Shang sneered and was about to turn around and leave, but he heard a nonchalant voice: "I mind."
Yu Zhengzheng had no expression on her face: "I am the Ghost King's woman, so naturally I cannot be in the same room with Master Xiao."
This is actually true. They are all the Ghost King's cauldron, and she is a woman. If you round it off, she is the Ghost King's woman.
She said this with some anger. Xiao Yuqing had helped her a lot, but that didn't mean he could give her advice and lectures on life.
Everyone was stunned. Xiao Yuqing looked at her speechlessly, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
Rong Shang paused slightly, and his bony fingers gently stroked the jade ring on his thumb, and the slightly cool fingertips seemed to be stained with a hint of warmth.
His woman
She really dared to say that.
He raised his head and did not refute Yu Zhengzheng, but said to Hengwu Immortal Lord who was leaning on the fence: "Hengwu Immortal Lord is very good at medicine, why don't you help them check their injuries and make sure they are healed."
Immortal Lord Heng Wu looked at Rong Shang thoughtfully. They were injured by the beak of an eagle. They just needed to apply medicine and rest for a few days. There was no need for him to see their wounds.
He didn't understand what Rong Shang was going to do, so he followed Rong Shang's instructions and took out two porcelain bottles from his Qiankun bag: "Apply twice a day for half a month and it will be fine."
Rong Shang smiled: "What about her? She doesn't look well, you can help her too."
The 'she' he was referring to was Yu Jiangjiang.
Yu Jiangjiang waved his hands quickly: "I don't need to look, I'm fine..."
He glanced at her casually, and she was so scared that she couldn't even speak, and her waving hand was frozen.
Immortal Heng Wu became a doctor after suffering from illness for a long time. His medical skills were better than the best doctor in Yuqing Sect. He figured out the cause of Yu Jiangjiang's illness after just a few glances.
He said truthfully: "She is holding back her fart. She just needs to let out the dirty air."
Rong Shang smiled and said, "I see. Then quickly release it and don't delay everyone from going in to rest."
Yu Jiangjiang: “…”
Her face turned red with shame, and she wished she could just ram her head into a wall and die here. She didn't even have the courage to look up at Xiao Yuqing.
Farting is normal for mortals, but she is like a fairy in heaven. How could a fairy fart
Besides, there are so many people watching her here. If she farts, she will have no chance to stay in the world of immortal cultivation in the future.
Yu Jiangjiang's face turned pale. He channeled his energy to his dantian, took a deep breath, clenched his throat, and burped loudly.
Besides being loud, this burp is also a bit smelly.
Heng Wu Xianjun looked at her in surprise: "How the hell did you get lost?"
Yu Jiangjiang's face was not looking good. He bent down and vomited. Halfway through vomiting, he did not forget to clarify with a dark face: "I am already in the Golden Core Stage and have been fasting for a long time. How could I release such foul air? It's just that my stomach has not been good for the past two days and I feel a little uncomfortable."
Immortal Lord Hengwu did not say anything else, but quietly retracted his left leg which was not far from her.
Yu Zhengzheng seemed to understand something, and she couldn't hide her gloating on her face. Her gloomy mood suddenly disappeared, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Yu Jiangjiang took two steps towards Xiao Yuqing, but Xiao Yuqing subconsciously dodged to the side: "It's getting late, I'm a little sleepy."
Her face was pale, tears in her eyes: "I really have a bad stomach."
Xiao Yuqing nodded: "I know, I am really sleepy."
After saying that, he hurriedly pushed open the wooden door of the small courtyard and entered the row of bamboo houses.
Yu Zhengzheng followed him in, and when passing by Yu Jiangjiang, she smiled and said, "Sister, have you been eating garlic these past two days? This fart... Oh no, this burp is really powerful."
Without waiting for Yu Jiangjiang to speak, she happily walked into the bamboo house.
Yu Zhengzheng had been busy all day and was exhausted both physically and mentally. But perhaps because of what had just happened, she was in a good mood and was even humming a tune.
She took out the spiritual herbs, the hen and the boiled egg from the storage bracelet. She put the hen on the ground. She wanted it to breathe some fresh air outside.
This storage bracelet is a high-level treasure and is one of the relics her mother left her.
Almost all the things her mother left behind were taken by Madam Lu, but this storage bracelet was able to escape danger because it was a treasure that could be identified by a drop of blood.
The storage bracelet can store small living things. Before, Shanshui took her flying with a sword, and it was inconvenient for her to hold a hen, so she stored the hen in this storage bracelet.
The hen nestled at her feet and didn't run around, being very well behaved.
The egg was on the table. She wasn't very hungry now, so she would eat it to fill her stomach before going to bed.
Yu Zhengzheng rubbed its head and watered the spiritual grass happily: "You are the best, you need to grow up quickly, you are my little baby, I will always be with you..."
She was chattering away and confessing to the spiritual grass when a deep voice came from behind her, interrupting her mumbling: "What are you doing?"
Yu Zhengzheng turned around and saw a person in white clothes: "Water it."
Rong Shang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent: "Then what are you mumbling about."
Perhaps because he had just helped her vent her anger, she smiled at him and patiently explained, "If you say nice things to the spiritual grass, it will grow up faster."
Rong Shang looked at the pot of bean sprout-sized spiritual herbs and was actually speechless.
He raised his eyes and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the curve on her lips, his eyes were slightly stunned.
She... really wants to practice
Rong Shang pursed his lips and said, "You haven't applied medicine to your feet yet."
Yu Zhengzheng said 'hmm', with a warm smile on her lips: "Wait until I finish watering."
There was a daze in her eyes, and the cold porcelain bottle was clenched in her palm, which seemed to have been stained with a hint of warmth because of that warm smile.
He said: "The Solitary Spirit can allow you to enter the Mahayana stage directly."
When a cultivator enters the Mahayana stage, he only needs to wait to overcome the tribulation and ascend to heaven.
Yu Zhengzheng held up her chin and uttered a syllable through her nose: "Hmm."
He narrowed his eyes, looking puzzled.
Just a 'hmm'
She is a cultivator with wood spiritual roots. If she wants to practice, this is the simplest and most effective way. He has told her the method, so isn't she tempted at all
This is what Rong Shang thought and asked.
Yu Zhengzheng's expression remained unchanged: "Then are you willing to give me your soul?"
The answer is obviously no.
If he doesn't want to, why does he always ask this kind of nonsense
Even the Immortal Lord Hengwu couldn't take away his soul. She was just a rookie with no spiritual power, no courage, and no ability. How could she still take away his soul
Rong Shang raised his thin lips, seeming to be in a good mood: "Actually, there is another way that can also allow you to practice."
Seeing his serious expression, Yu Zhengzheng couldn't help but feel a little moved: "What method?"
Rong Shang leaned down, untied the jade belt around his waist with one hand, and placed his bony hands on the bamboo table.
With a faint smile on his lips, he looked at the woman in his arms and said, "Dual cultivation."