There are only three words in Luo Jinxiao's mind now: dare not move.
"Hey, wake up." Luo Jinxiao called her, trying to wake her up, but to no avail.
Qu Weiyin seemed to be enduring great pain. She hugged Luo Jinxiao's arms tighter and tighter, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. Her face was as pale as snow, and even her lips were bloodless. She looked extremely weak.
He was just whispering in pain.
Luo Jinxiao had no choice but to hold her with one hand and raise the other hand, frowning and forcing out some spiritual power, slowly injecting it into her body.
Qu Weiyin's spiritual energy was abundant, but it was complex and disordered, running around everywhere in her body, but it didn't seem like she was possessed. Luo Jinxiao had come into contact with several cultivators who had been possessed, and knew their pulses well.
And Qu Weiyin seemed to be possessed by some kind of poison.
Could this be the reason why she was finally possessed by the devil? Luo Jinxiao felt a chill on his back and didn't dare to think about it.
But if it was in the previous life, I could still help her, but now with my current level of cultivation, I am really powerless.
Luo Jinxiao hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to let her go. At worst, he could ask others for help.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she let go, Qu Weiyin increased his strength, as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw and refused to let go.
After struggling for a while, Luo Jinxiao finally gave up, panting. She stretched her neck with difficulty and looked around. This seemed to be a very hidden place. There was a rock behind her. The water in the pool was naturally hot, and hot white steam was still coming out of it.
Since Qu Weiyin was hiding here alone, she probably didn't want others to know, so she couldn't call anyone.
Luo Jinxiao vaguely remembered that when he first entered the door, he heard someone say that there was a hot spring on the mountain that had existed for a thousand years. The water in the pool gathered the spirits of heaven and earth and had an extremely good auxiliary effect on cultivation.
This should be it.
Forget it, let's give it a try. I can't just leave the person here. How can I be considered a decent person? Luo Jinxiao made up his mind, took a deep breath, and boldly picked up Qu Weiyin.
She was only a young girl now, and it was very difficult for her to hold Qu Weiyin in her arms. She had to grit her teeth and move step by step to the edge of the pool.
Unexpectedly, his hand trembled, his feet slipped, and he threw Qu Weiyin directly into the pool, with a splash of water everywhere.
Luo Jinxiao coughed guiltily.
"Devil girl, devil girl, I am really saving your life this time. When you wake up, please don't blame me."
Luo Jinxiao stood in the water, let Qu Weiyin lean on him, and then mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and slowly flowed it into her body.
What’s interesting is that although she couldn’t accept Qu Weiyin’s spiritual power, her spiritual power seemed to have an excellent healing effect on Qu Weiyin, as if they had become one with her without any rejection.
Luo Jinxiao was confused, but her hands did not stop moving. She continuously transferred her spiritual power to Qu Weiyin. Perhaps with the help of the power of the pool water, after half a while, her spiritual power was not only not exhausted, but also seemed to be replenished a lot.
This is not bad. I can secretly come here to hang out in the middle of the night in the future, Luo Jinxiao thought happily.
After an unknown amount of time, Qu Weiyin finally came to life. She rolled her head on Luo Jinxiao's shoulder, as if she had woken up, but her eyes were not open.
Seeing her like this, Luo Jinxiao had long thrown away his fear of the female devil, and instead felt more pity for her.
It was because she looked too weak, and Luo Jinxiao had always been a good person.
"Does it still hurt?" Luo Jinxiao lowered his voice and asked carefully.
Qu Weiyin heard a voice in the chaos and subconsciously wanted to attack, but in reality he just raised his hand slightly.
She was a little confused. She had lived for thousands of years and had never heard such a gentle tone again.
Perhaps she wanted to hear it one more time, or perhaps she was soft-hearted, so she finally did not use the palm strike.
At this moment, a loud bird song suddenly came from the distance. Luo Jinxiao then remembered the time. She hurriedly took a few steps and pushed Qu Weiyin to the shore.
"Female devil, you're fine now. I'll go first!" After Luo Jinxiao finished speaking, he turned around and left. After running two steps, he turned back with an unwilling heart, picked up the scattered clothes on the side, and gently covered Qu Weiyin with them.
Qu Weiyin's figure is really excellent, slender yet voluptuous, with long and straight legs, and her exposed skin is white and smooth, like a beautiful jade. Her waist is so slender that it can be held in one hand, and a snow-white silk ribbon is loosely tied around it, and then...
Luo Jinxiao suddenly felt her cheeks getting hot, so she rubbed them gently and lowered her head, not daring to look again.
A decent person should not look at anything indecent.
She lowered her eyes, took two steps forward, pulled her clothes upwards, then turned and left.
Only one person was left by the pond, humming a song. The white vapor in the pond moved in unison with the clouds in the sky, slowly rolling and expanding.
After a light cough, Qu Weiyin opened her eyes and touched the cloth on her shoulders with her delicate hands. She was a little dazed and sat up lazily.
When she was practicing here, she never allowed anyone to enter, but just now that little loser broke in and discovered her secret.
But was the person who helped her just now also her
Qu Weiyin looked at her palm, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a flame suddenly rose in her palm. Under the raging fire, her eyes looked particularly terrifying.
Halfway up the mountain is the Qianxian Terrace.
Luo Jinxiao stood in the bustling crowd and looked up at a man standing on the stage. The man was tall and slender, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and had a bit of the handsomeness of a cultivator. But after seeing clearly, Luo Jinxiao sneered.
Isn’t he the man who broke into the boudoir with Qu Chengfeng that day
"All disciples who come here today must pass three tests before they can join the Wuhui Sect!" the man shouted loudly. As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.
"Why do I still have to take the trial? Could it be that I still can't enter the No Regrets Gate?" a tall young man asked unhappily.
"Don't say anything, young man. I have practiced for eighty years and now I have only this one chance. If I fail, I will have to go back to the grave."
Luo Jinxiao almost laughed out loud after hearing what the old man behind him said.
"You still have time to laugh at others, you should worry more about yourself." A person squeezed up next to Luo Jinxiao, and the tone he spoke sounded quite contemptuous.
Luo Jinxiao turned his head to look at her. It was the girl who had just teamed up with Luo Mei to mock her and who was knocked off the big bird by her.
"Why worry?" Luo Jinxiao smiled and didn't seem angry.
It's not that she can only practice by joining the Wuhui Sect. It's just that if she finds a good master, she can practice much faster than in other sects. Why not
"You don't have immortal veins, how can you pass the trial?" The girl flashed in front of her and laughed very wantonly and ostentatiously, "I advise you to withdraw as soon as possible, and save some face for your Luo family!"
Luo Jinxiao was a little impatient. She didn't know what grudge the original body had against her that made her so upset.
"The first refining." The man said loudly.
Several disciples dressed in white walked down from the Immortal Refining Platform. These were all third-level disciples. They lined up in a row, waiting for everyone to come forward and test their immortal veins.
The girl looked at Luo Jinxiao provocatively, then she was the first to step forward, standing casually in front of a disciple, and said with her arms folded, "Come on."
The disciple stretched out two fingers and silently chanted the Heart Sutra. A thin thread of white light spread from his fingertips to the girl's temple. Soon, he shouted, "Foundation Building Stage Three."
Everyone behind her was envious. Even though she was only at the foundation-building stage, it was very difficult for a girl of her age to reach the third stage of foundation-building.
"Pass." After the disciple said this, he turned his gaze to Luo Jinxiao who was standing behind him.
"Don't look at her. She's just a waste without any immortal veins. Even if you test her, nothing can be found out." The girl looked at Luo Jinxiao with ill intention.
Luo Jinxiao has always been too lazy to bother with these people. No matter what the conflict is, it will not hinder her.
"Those below the foundation building stage will not pass."
Another male voice was heard from behind. Luo Jinxiao turned around and met a pair of malicious eyes.
It's the man in white.
"Senior Brother Si Yu." The disciples around him saluted when they saw him appear.
Chang Siyu, it turned out that he was Chang Siyu. Luo Jinxiao looked him up and felt a little sad.
If this person were placed two thousand years later, he would be a tragic figure. As the foremost Mahayana master in the martial arts world, he had been in love with the Demon Lord Qu Weiyin for a thousand years. In order to see the beauty, his hair turned white.
In the end, in the great war between immortals and demons, he betrayed the righteous path and assisted the evil path, and was destroyed by the righteous sects.
It seems that his hostility towards me was not groundless. After all, I almost married Qu Weiyin, Luo Jinxiao thought.
"You, let me test you." Chang Siyu said in a deep voice. He pushed aside the other disciples and stood in front of Luo Jinxiao. He did not restrain his pressure and even tried to suppress Luo Jinxiao.
Luo Jinxiao suddenly felt a little tight in his chest, but he still gritted his teeth and stood there, saying lightly: "Please."
Chang Siyu moved his fingers and spiritual power poured into Luo Jinxiao's mind. Luo Jinxiao closed his eyes and let him measure it.
She remembered that at this time in her previous life, she was already in the Golden Core Stage, but this time the immortal veins in her body were very different, so she could not predict her current strength.
Time passed slowly, and people around took several turns, but Chang Siyu still did not take his hand down. His brows were getting tighter and tighter, as if he had encountered some difficulties.
More and more people gathered around, whispering and making a lot of noise.
After an unknown amount of time, Chang Siyu finally put down his hand, sweating profusely. He looked shocked and puzzled, and said to himself: "How could it be..."
"Senior Brother Si Yu, is it that she doesn't have immortal veins? If so, why not just kick her out?" The girl couldn't wait any longer and spoke.
"Who is making noise here?"
A cold voice sounded, and Chang Siyu was suddenly startled when he heard the voice. He turned around abruptly, and his eyes instantly became hot and unbearable. He was about to say something when the person walked past him and slowly walked towards Luo Jinxiao.
Wherever she passed, people gave way.
"Master Qu." The disciples bent down and called out.
The person who came was Qu Weiyin. She had already changed into a neat red dress with fluttering sleeves. She held a Crescent Moon and Star Sword in her hand and strode towards them.
She frowned and looked at Chang Siyu, then raised her hand slightly, and Luo Jinxiao suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
Qu Weiyin didn't look at her, her expression was very cold: "What happened?"
"Replying to Junior Master Qu, she, she has immortal veins, but we can't tell what level it is." Chang Siyu said cautiously.
"Oh?" Qu Weiyin raised her eyebrows slightly. She suddenly took a step forward and suddenly got close to Luo Jinxiao's body. The faint floral fragrance immediately enveloped Luo Jinxiao.
Luo Jinxiao swallowed inexplicably and couldn't help but take a step back.
"Don't move." Qu Weiyin said coldly. She suddenly reached out and held the back of Luo Jinxiao's head, preventing her from retreating.
"If I can't keep you, I'll kill you." Qu Weiyin said in a low voice, and then she suddenly moved forward, and their foreheads lightly touched.