It was dark at night, and Yu Banshan and Qi Jinxiu stepped into Kunlun Mountain. They walked up the familiar road. Along the way, they were full of spiritual energy and many exotic flowers and plants.
Unconsciously, after walking for an hour, the mountain road ahead was still winding, with no end in sight, and no Taoist temple in sight, which was in sharp contrast to the time when we left the mountain so quickly.
Is it true that Yun Shen doesn't know where he is? Qi Jinxiu whispered.
Yu Banshan's expression was solemn, he relaxed his mind and sensed his surroundings, but the mountains were quiet and quiet, and there was no Yuxu Palace.
He thought for a while, flew up, and looked down, only to see that the dark night was covered by clouds and mist, and his spirit could not penetrate at all.
After landing on the spot, he looked at Qi Jinxiu and said: "We'll keep looking, we can't give up easily."
After wandering the mountain road all night, after a tiring night, at dawn, Yu Banshan and Qi Jinxiu found themselves walking back to the place where they entered the mountain.
Looking back, the mountains are covered with clouds and mist, like a fairyland, but there is no sign of the god.
Once the fate of immortality was lost, it would be difficult to meet Yu Banshan again and he couldn't help but sigh.
Qi Jinxiu stared at Kunlun Mountain and sighed: Immortal fate is indeed something that can only be met but cannot be sought.
Jinxiu, don’t be discouraged. Immortal magic is easy to obtain, and there is no shortage of guidance. You and I can practice it on our own. There is no saying that we will be able to obtain immortality again when we make breakthroughs in the future. Yu Banshan looked at the mountain peaks and said firmly, "Let's settle in this city."
In front of him, the aura of merit from the talisman of all realms of knowledge is lingering, the illusory image of copper coins is flying, the bones of the underworld are standing in it, and the sound of rushing water is constant.
Meng Qi sat upright on the cloud bed, looking at his own accumulation, and said as if talking to himself:
Can I use these to refine any magical weapons or spiritual treasures
Refining a peerless thing is not just about gathering together the materials, it also requires the right time and place and the right people. It needs to be started at the critical moment of great opportunity and luck. Now that the end of the world is coming, stars are falling like rain, and the power is returning, it is precisely Chance.
At this time, his left hand moved slightly, and a chuckle sounded in his mind: Daddy, why do you need to worry. You definitely won’t be able to practice it anyway.
Father Meng Qi's mouth twitched and he replied: Why can't it be practiced
With the help of the Chaos Green Lotus Seed of this life and his own opportunity to break through the legend, Gu Xiaosang successfully resurrected and returned with innate virtues. However, the external troubles of the Golden Emperor have not been eliminated. If discovered, the Yuxu Palace will definitely be besieged by the twelve divine envoys. Most of them have great supernatural powers, such as Zhen Yuanzi, who I guessed existed.
So after a brief exchange. Gu Xiaosang hid in the acupoint of Meng Qi's left hand, using him as a cover, waiting for the legendary opportunity, waiting for the return of more and more powerful people and supernatural powers who could influence the strength of the Golden Emperor.
Of course, the Golden Emperor would be more or less aware of her resurrection and would definitely send someone to test her. Meng Qi would inevitably encounter severe challenges, so he dug out his best materials. Let’s see if we can refine a peerless spiritual treasure outside of the ultimate sword and use it for unexpected purposes.
Gu Xiaosang chuckled and said: Even if the Buddha jumps over the wall, he has his own choice of materials. If it is not a random stew, how can you, dad, want to use all the good materials.
Meng Qi nodded slightly, understanding that haste makes waste, and randomly mixed together all the materials that were close to or surpassed the innate. On the contrary, they may hold each other back and become a pot of random stew. The taste is good or bad, which depends entirely on God's will. It seems that we have to find a way to refine the weapon or consider the combination of the properties of the materials.
Putting the matter aside for the time being, he turned to say seriously:
Stop calling me daddy
Whenever I hear this title. He couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, and his scalp was numb. Xiao Sang was so full of ideas, his thoughts were so agile and hard to guess, and he always made himself dumbfounded.
After witnessing Gu Xiaosang's resurrection, he became a legendary power. Meng Qi had been examining his own thoughts, so he was able to eliminate the interference of beautifying memories, remember the details that he had not cared about at the beginning, and deduce her entire plan to a close conclusion. He understood that she was mainly using him, and she was a genuine evil witch. Unchanged, dangerous yet alluring, like a poppy flower.
Similarly, he is also examining his feelings for Gu Xiaosang. Ten years of sitting, suffering, and pain are not fake, but upon closer inspection, there are still many differences. On the one hand, they confuse the devil and Buddha, and let the He thought he had suffered a fatal blow, was heartbroken, and lost the motivation to resist, so he secretly controlled the earth's body in the world of gods to prepare.
On the other hand, guilt, pity, empathy, and the grief and indignation it brings are mainly based on the same situation, similar fate, and common goals. It is inevitable that there will be a sense of like-mindedness and sympathy, which is close to the meaning of Taoist companions. More importantly, Gu Xiaosang died for himself, and his memories were beautified. He had too much nostalgia, and his emotions were boiling over.
Nowadays, these things have returned to their original appearance, with more use than favorability. But if the layers are peeled off, will they become completely passers-by and have no emotion at all
Thoughts were scrutinized one by one, Xiao Sang who was always yelling at her husband, Xiao Sang who liked to tease her, and Xiao Sang who cooperated very well with her in acting. Under the bright lights, Xiao Sang, who was dressed in white fur, was both clear and gorgeous, every day Xiao Sang once said that he would deal with himself and kill him, but he never seemed to use all his strength.
As these scenes flashed through, Meng Qi sighed secretly.
It is difficult for legends to distinguish clearly about feelings, but it is undeniable that I do have some feelings for Gu Xiaosang. Maybe it started from the beautification of memories, or maybe it started earlier, I don’t know. where to start
As for Gu Xiaosang's thoughts, given that the demon girl is unpredictable, Meng Qi is really not sure whether she is attracted to him because of factors such as sympathy for each other, fun, and amazing growth, in addition to taking advantage of her. He also cannot figure out whether she is rejecting the invitation to cooperate with the demon Buddha. Sometimes, there is a bit of sincerity.
Perhaps it is the true meaning of the word "witch" that makes people never guess.
However, Meng Qi noticed something worth pondering. When the witch is mainly for use, she is always willing to express her love and affection. She can use titles such as "deep love", "husband and husband" and so on. Do I want to save you a hundred times? A thousand times, I will not believe it until I die in front of you. The words are sad and desolate.
But now it's all about planning, only about utilization, and there's some teasing, but it's rare to see the love as deep as before.
oh. Gu Xiaosang let out a long oh, then lowered his voice and said with a smile. It seems that my husband likes to hear this title at certain special moments.
Meng Qi underestimated the demon girl's boldness and was dumbfounded again. He changed the subject and asked: What's so special about the fruit from the ancient hibiscus tree
This was the third time he asked. In the previous two times, Gu Xiaosang deliberately changed the subject and diverted attention with some embarrassing things.
This made Meng Qi feel that Gu Xiaosang was still full of mysteries, which had not diminished even half because of his resurrection.
Where did she learn about the secret function of the fruit of this life
Why was she able to enter the Fuso Ancient Tree Realm and reach the top
Why can she always show the ability to make plans as if she has foresight? Even the Golden Emperor, a big figure on the other side who has not been sealed, has fallen into a trap.
All these things did not reduce Xiao Sang's charm at all, but made her even more attractive.
Meng Qi even suspected that her choice of hiding in the acupoint of her left hand was not random, but because the strange blood peach from Pantaoyuan was also in her left hand.
But what the secret is remains unknown for the time being.
Because of this, she can make up for a lot of her shortcomings by hiding her left hand.
The experience and knowledge of the great figures on the other side are more than extraordinary
Gu Xiaosang chuckled: "My husband is really persevering and it's hard to give up. I plan to find a way to share the fruit with you in the future."
She paused and said: The ancient Fusang tree was watered by the blood of God Haotian and Taiyi Donghuang. It was nourished by the destruction of the last era. The fruits it produced were certainly extraordinary, but even that person had difficulty knowing the specific effects. , I only suspect that the fruit may contain the broken inner scenes of God Haotian or Donghuang Taiyi.
In her words, she did not mention the Golden Emperor or Wusheng Old Mother, so as not to be directly sensed.
Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully in the inner scene of the heavens. At the other side stage, the real world in the inner scene has taken shape and is about to be sublimated into another world of heavens.
From the inner scenes of the two emperors from previous eras, the value of this fruit is immeasurable, although there is no way to use it yet.
In the quiet night, Meng Qi held the fruit and examined it carefully, while Gu Xiaosang gently hummed a tune, which was like a nursery rhyme, lively and relaxed. Apparently, he was in a happy mood because he had successfully resurrected from the Golden Emperor.
After hearing this, Meng Qi laughed and said: Why do you look like a little girl and hum a nursery rhyme
Dad, I am a little girl. Gu Xiaosang said with a smile, and then said with some emotion, this is what my mother sang to me when I was very young.
Your mother, the first time you were affected by Ananda's sword-breaking intention, you seemed to have seen that your mother, Meng Qi, had clear thoughts and memories of the past came to mind at the touch of a finger.
kindness. Gu Xiaosang replied in a low voice, then chuckled and said, Mr. sir, do you still remember our previous agreement
If she were resurrected, she would have fun every night. Her last voice sounded, her tone was charming and seductive, Meng Qi's body froze, his heart was throbbing, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then he saw the five fingers of his left hand moving lightly, bit by bit. Down.
Stopping at the corner of his eyes, he said.
What kind of night-night enjoyment and one's own left hand is this
Gu Xiaosang said aggrievedly: I dare not come out, so I can only comfort my husband like this.
Meng Qi wiped his forehead with his right hand, then looked at Huang Quan's skeleton seriously and said:
There are some things you can do now.
Luo Shengyi's reincarnation was held captive by the underworld. In the past, he had no legends and could not interfere. Now he can weigh the underworld with the help of Huangquan's bones.
It's impossible for Emperor Fengdu to stay awake forever.