Feng Ci had already guessed that Pei Qianyue's demon heart might be affected when he was in the Lingxu Cave Array.
But the essential reason for Pei Qianyue's obsession is Feng Ci, as long as Feng Ci doesn't irritate him, and Pei Qianyue sticks to his heart, doesn't harm the common people, and doesn't fall into a demon, Feng Ci actually doesn't care much.
He deliberately ran into Pei Qianyue's sea of consciousness, not to confirm this, of course.
As he said just now, he came to kiss Pei Qianyue.
They haven't seen each other for so long, and they just finished a big battle. Isn't it worth celebrating
Feng Ci's love for kisses is far more than other ways to get close to people.
Especially Pei Qianyue's kind of vicious and intense kiss, which he likes more than the superficial touch.
In this regard, Feng Ci is no different from Pei Qianyue.
The two souls who have been lonely for too long just need some stimulation to make them truly feel each other's existence.
Feeling needed.
Such as pain, such as blood.
But Feng Ci never said it clearly.
Some things are meaningless to say.
Therefore, he just touched Pei Qianyue's lips lightly, then quickly retracted, smiling at the slightly surprised expression on the other side's face, and touched Pei Qianyue again.
On the third hit, Pei Qianyue finally couldn't bear it and pulled him into his arms.
"You deliberately."
Pei Qianyue bit the corner of Feng Ci's lips, and said viciously, "It's like this every time."
These two people, who are more than six thousand years old together, always look like a boy in his teens.
When Feng Ci woke up from the bewildered kiss, he had already been laid on the bow of the boat by Pei Qianyue, his clothes were loose and his long hair fell to the surface of the water.
"I said..." Feng Ci took a breath during the overwhelming movement of the other party, "You can't wait for me to return to the physical body..."
Pei Qianyue stopped moving.
After a while, he raised his head and replied seriously: "But I don't want to wait."
He lowered his head again, and touched Feng Ci's deadly place: "Master obviously doesn't want to wait."
Feng Ci let out a short "hiss", and relaxed his body resignedly to his fate as the ship shook more violently.
Who let him take the initiative to deliver it to the door this time.
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Pei Qianyue has always been ruthless when doing this kind of thing, but this time, he didn't know if he was influenced by the devil's heart. He didn't have a priority, and Feng Ci couldn't stand the violent storm in a while.
When they left the sea of consciousness and returned to their physical bodies, Feng Ci was too tired to keep his eyelids open.
It took him a while to realize that this exhaustion was not only caused by the soul, but by the body.
Mostly because the body is about to collapse.
They have been tossing in the sea of consciousness for too long, and in this world, they are already in the sky.
Feng Ci vaguely felt Pei Qianyue hugging him, and asked, "Are you going back to Langfeng City?"
Pei Qianyue paused and asked, "Master, do you want to go back?"
"I don't really think about it." Feng Ci just wants to sleep now, since Langfeng City can't control the sword, it's too much trouble to go back, "Let's go back at dawn."
The war ended sooner than Feng Ci imagined, and this physical body should have no problem supporting it until dawn.
Pei Qianyue: "Okay."
Pei Qianyue carried Feng Ci back to the cave where he stored his body.
The internal structure of this cave is complicated. Feng Ci came here several times in the secret realm, but he still hasn't clearly recognized the internal passage of the cave. Pei Qianyue was familiar with the road, and walked through the cave with Feng Ci in his arms.
In these caves, there are scriptures and secret books left by Feng Ci, as well as a few used magic tools.
When Feng Ci left, he just randomly piled up these things inside the cave. Over the years, it was Pei Qianyue who sorted them into categories bit by bit and put them away. Pei Qianyue walked all the way with Feng Ci in his arms, everything in the cave was so clean that not a trace of dust could be seen, only the natural wear and tear on the surface faded, and the traces of time could be seen.
Pei Qianyue was not even willing to tidy up his own residence, but he cleaned it meticulously.
Leaning on Pei Qianyue's shoulder, Feng Ci glanced over the scriptures.
"Xiao Hei." Feng Ci called him in a low voice, "Do you think I did something wrong when I passed on Taoism to the world three thousand years ago?"
He was still very tired, and there was no energy in his voice.
Pei Qianyue asked back, "Why does the master think so?"
It's not that Feng Ci thinks so, but the conclusion deduced by Tiandao after thousands of years of observation.
That's the truth.
If Fengci hadn't spread the Taoism of self-cultivation to the world back then, the development of the self-cultivation world would have slowed down a lot, and there would be no crisis like it is today.
He is the beginning of everything and the cause and effect of everything.
Feng Ci rubbed Pei Qianyue's shoulder, without explaining.
Pei Qianyue had carried him to the deepest part of the cave.
These years, although he left here physically, Pei Qianyue still came back from time to time to take a look and lived there for a while, so the cave was still full of life.
Pei Qianyue put Feng Ci on the familiar stone bed, Feng Ci's body was tilted, and he lay on his lap.
"I don't think the master has done anything wrong." Pei Qianyue said softly, playing with his hair.
He hadn't spoken for quite a while, and Feng Ci was a little drowsy. After hearing this, he didn't open his eyes, and said with a smile, "How can I be wrong in your eyes?"
Although his family's little black snake has always been ruthless, no matter what decision Feng Ci made, he never objected.
Filters are not much better than him.
"I'm serious." Pei Qianyue said, "The war thousands of years ago led to the devastation of life. Demons and monsters ravaged the land of the Central Plains, and ghosts were rampant. However, the cultivation world suffered heavy casualties, and everyone couldn't take care of themselves. If the master hadn't passed down the Taoism, the In the cultivation world, who has the ability to subdue those monsters?"
"The master saved the lives of tens of millions of people, what's wrong?"
Feng Ci didn't answer, and the smile on his lips disappeared.
"Master, you are not a real god." Pei Qianyue's light and deep voice echoed in the cave, "The world regards Patriarch Qianqiu as a god-like existence, and thinks that you are born to save people from fire and water, and thinks that you are invincible. Everything is invincible, but you are not."
He's just a normal guy.
It will be uncomfortable, afraid, escaping, and chasing a moment of joy.
"The cause you planted three thousand years ago was due to your own good thoughts. Since it was a good thing at the time, how the world changes in the future has nothing to do with you." Pei Qianyue lowered her head, comforting Feng Ci's ear, "Relax, you can't account for everything, and you don't have to be responsible for these things."
Feng Ci buried her face in Pei Qianyue's arms, and sighed softly: "But someone has to be responsible."
Pei Qianyue didn't speak any more.
Feng Ci has not closed his eyes since the end of the retreat, and he really couldn't resist the drowsiness, and said vaguely: "After I wake up, I will change my physical body back, and then..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Pei Qianyue lowered his head and called softly: "Master, are you asleep?"
no respond.
His breathing gradually became smooth and even, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
Pei Qianyue sighed silently, and took out a crystal clear white jade vial from his sleeve.
The mouth of the bottle was open, and the colorless and odorless potion contained in it had been scattered in all directions. Pei Qianyue closed the bottle and threw it on the ground.
This thing can at least make Feng Ci sleep for a whole day.
Pei Qianyue carefully placed him on the stone bed, and knelt down beside the stone bed: "You're right, someone has to be responsible for these things, someone... has to bear the price."
"So I'll go for you."
Feng Ci slept deeply, his sleeping face was quiet and peaceful.
He brushed the loose strands of Feng Ci's hair behind his ears: "I originally wanted you to stay for me, but now, I'm the one who wants to go first instead."
"That's fine. Perhaps for you, being alive is indeed a very painful thing. In this way, you don't have to be embarrassed anymore."
When he said this, Pei Qianyue kept a faint smile on his face, as if this was a happy thing for him: "But no matter what choice you make in the future, you will never forget me again. As I said, I won't give you a chance to pay it back, I want you to keep owing me until you die."
But he suddenly thought of something, and the smile on his face faded again.
Pei Qianyue bent down, holding Feng Ci into his arms with extreme gentleness and restraint.
He buried his head in Feng Ci's side neck and hugged her for a long time. After a long, long time, his slightly trembling voice finally sounded in the cave.
"I really want... to see you again."
The morning light is faint.
The villagers who got up early to go to the market walked in twos and threes on the mountain road, and a man in a black robe walked towards him. The man looked extremely handsome, but unfortunately, his eyes were covered by a piece of black silk, and he seemed unable to see.
But the blindness in both eyes did not affect his walking. He just walked steadily on the mountain road step by step.
Someone boldly went up to talk to him: "My lord, we don't have a store in front of the village or behind us. Are you here to find someone?"
The man in the black robe stopped in his tracks: "Is this the Mountain of Prayers?"
The person who came to talk to me was stunned for a moment, but an old man next to him interrupted: "You said that it was a name hundreds of years ago, and it has long since ceased to be called this name. Here we are..."
"It's okay, this is what I'm looking for."
The old man wanted to say something more, but the man didn't mean to talk to him, and walked past them.
Qishen Mountain is the place where the gods descended into the world.
According to the rumors, Qianqiu Shengzun took three steps, one kowtow, nine steps and one worship, and climbed to the top of the mountain of prayer, in exchange for the mercy of heaven.
This place used to be a place to worship gods and pray for blessings in the cultivation world, but after thousands of years, no one could see the gods here, and it gradually fell into disrepair.
Pei Qianyue did not have a sword, but climbed the mountain on foot from the foot of the mountain.
When he started to climb the mountain, he could still see some rising sunlight in the sky, but when he reached the highest peak of Qishen Mountain, the sky became cloudy, and it seemed that it would rain at any time.
This is the place where Feng Ci prayed for the way of heaven to descend into the world.
Standing on the top of the cliff, Pei Qianyue called out softly, "The Way of Heaven."
This call seemed to turn on a certain switch, and a gap suddenly opened in the sky surrounded by dark clouds, and a beam of golden light penetrated the clouds and shone on the top of the cliff.
"Things that are half-demon and half-demon have the courage to call on the heavens." In the golden light, a solemn voice sounded. A tall and blurry figure emerged from the light, "What do you want to do?"
Pei Qianyue: "I'll give you an explanation."
"You can't give Tiandao an explanation." Tiandao's voice could not hear any emotion, "Go against the heavenly way, go against the sky, the son of Tiandao is about to pay the price for his cause, and no one can replace him. Tiandao will find another messenger in this world, Complete unfinished tasks."
"...Or, do you want to be this messenger?"
"That's not true." Pei Qianyue said, "Although I don't care about the death of those mortals, my master doesn't have the heart to hurt innocent people, and I won't do such a thing."
"I came here today to make a deal with you."
Tiandao didn't answer.
The tall figure stared at him condescendingly, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.
"The reason for the destruction of the world is that cultivators wantonly exploited it, resulting in the lack of spiritual energy in this world, and it is almost exhausted. Am I right?"
"The Son of Heaven told you?"
"No." Pei Qianyue said, "It's not difficult to guess."
It is true that Feng Ci did not tell Pei Qianyue the purpose and reason of the Dao of Heaven, not even the lack of spiritual energy, but he is the leader of the Immortal League after all, and he knows better than anyone else what is going on in the cultivation world.
Combined with the things Tiandao ordered the puppets to do in the cultivation world, it is not difficult to guess the truth.
Pei Qianyue said calmly: "If you let the Xianmeng completely rule the cultivation world, and from then on strictly control the various fairy sects and control the mining and use of spiritual energy, can you give them another chance?"
Without waiting for Tiandao to answer, he continued: "Of course, I will also give an explanation for the aura that should be returned to heaven and earth."
The breeze lifted Pei Qianyue's robe and hair, he raised his head to face the heaven, and said in a low voice, "I just don't know if my three thousand years of cultivation and this body of spiritual power are enough to repay the spiritual energy lost in this world?"