Chapter 34: Let me see the evil spirit.

Lian Yueqing's voice was very soft, probably some secret sound transmission technique, and it rang close to Jiang Zhaoyue's ears. Fu Lanting was standing next to her but didn't hear it.

Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at him and did not respond.

Mainly because she couldn't talk to the strongest person behind his back.

But when she held the communication talisman, she suddenly had an epiphany.

As her spiritual consciousness was infused, she heard a familiar voice: "Friend Jiang."

This time it was not ringing in my ears, but the sound of the divine consciousness in the communication talisman.

Lian Yueqing stood in front of her, his purple eyes deep and distant, the corners of his lips slightly curved, the arc very shallow, just like him, although friendly, but not too close to anyone.

But such a powerful person communicated with her secretly in front of Fu Lanting.

In the past, Jiang Zhaoyue was the one who did more of these things in private. Now someone had actually done this before her. It had to be said that she was very interested.

However, the headmaster Lian Yue appeared normal on the surface. After passing the communication talisman to Jiang Zhaoyue, he took out a mirror. The mirror was gray and hazy. He waved his sleeve across the mirror, and several figures appeared on the mirror. They were the three of them.

He explained, "This mirror allows us to see your appearance, so I can give you some guidance. You are the only one who can enter the core area of ​​the Moon Soul Altar. I will have the others wait at the edge of the core area. If things prove impossible, you can exit the core area and seek help."

This ensures Jiang Zhaoyue's safety to the greatest extent.

But Fu Lanting next to him was still frowning.

Because the most dangerous place in the Moon Soul Altar is the core area. When things are too late, most people are already dead.

He glanced at Lian Yueqing's face, and the cold murderous intent in his eyes shocked the other Jiyue Xianzong disciples who were on standby nearby, and their faces changed drastically.

Lian Yueqing smiled helplessly.

"Master Fu, I have made all the necessary preparations. Besides, I did not force Young Master Jiang to agree."

"That has nothing to do with me."

Fu Lanting passed him and his eyes fell on Jiang Zhaoyue. Looking at her calm face, his voice softened a little, but still direct and threatening.

"It doesn't matter how you live, but if you die, you will be buried with me."

Lian Yueqing chuckled softly, her tone a little unclear: "Master Fu is really... deeply in love."

It was hard to tell whether this was a compliment or sarcasm, but neither Fu Lanting nor Jiang Zhaoyue responded to him.

In front of him, Jiang Zhaoyue looked at Fu Lanting with an expression of deep affection that was hard to tell whether it was true or deliberately pretended, and took out the red earring from the ring.

The red gem lay quietly in her palm and she handed it to Fu Lanting.

The headmaster was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Haven't you already..."

Jiang Zhaoyue leaned close to him, right next to his ear, and her voice was as soft as a feather brushing past his ear.

"This is a token of my love for my uncle. It's proof that he loves me. How could I bear to destroy it?"

With a smile on her face, she handed the thing to Fu Lanting and smiled at him gently and generously.

"Uncle Master, if I die, please help me take care of my Master."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Fu Lanting immediately interrupted her, took a deep breath, and said in a soothing tone: "You will return safely."

But this soothing tone seemed more like soothing himself.

At this point, he suddenly felt a little regretful.

When she was about to enter the Moon Soul Altar, Fu Lanting found that she also felt anxious.

Maybe he should have just locked Jiang Zhaoyue up instead of agreeing with her actions just because no one could change her mind.

Perhaps seeing through his thoughts, Jiang Zhaoyue smiled and said, "Master, you can't change your mind at the last minute. In this world, you're the only one who supports my choice like this, and I like it very much."

Such words would be rare and sweet love words under normal circumstances, but at this moment, Fu Lanting did not feel the slightest bit of joy in his heart. He was silent for a moment, then glanced at Lian Yueqing with his cold eyes.

Lian Yueqing sighed slightly and said to Jiang Zhaoyue, "Young friend Jiang, let's get started."

Unlike the floating islands of many immortal sects, the main sect of the Jiyue Immortal Sect is located on a huge island, surrounded by clouds and mist. Many cultivators even like to call this place "Penglai".

The entrance to the Moon Soul Altar is on the fairy island of the Jiyue Immortal Sect.

In addition to Jiang Zhaoyue, there were more than a dozen talented disciples of the Jiyue Immortal Sect who entered the Moon Soul Altar this time. They went in with Jiang Zhaoyue, but could only stop at the periphery.

Lian Yueqing has no personal disciples. The one with the highest cultivation level among the young disciples of Jiyue Xianzong is a female cultivator named Yang Xuelan. This time, she will lead the team and escort Jiang Zhaoyue through the periphery to the core position.

She had also heard of Jiang Zhaoyue's reputation, but it was the same as what others knew, with descriptions of him as gentle, considerate, warm, and polite.

But this meeting gave her a great shock.

She was also there during the previous conversation, and from what she heard, it seemed like this Junior Sister Jiang and the Qiling Xianzong's headmaster were actually...

Yang Xuelan wasn't one for gossip, but even after entering the Moon Soul Altar and rushing on her way, she couldn't help but whisper, "Junior Sister Jiang, um, isn't it said that you're in love with Jiang Qiying?"

Jiang Zhaoyue didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed by having her secret exposed. Instead, she smiled at her and nodded gently as always, "Yes."

“Ah…ah?”

Senior Sister Yang's brain short-circuited a bit, and after a while she couldn't help but say, "But I see that you and that Qi Ling Zhang Zun are very..." After thinking for a moment, she found an adjective: "Very close. Isn't Qi Ling Zhang Zun Junior Brother Jiang's master?"

Jiang Zhaoyue still looked at her calmly, smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Yang Xuelan's eyes were shocked, as if she had heard something extremely shocking. Even her junior brothers and sisters who were listening attentively behind her had an expression of "I heard some big secret".

Her lips moved for a while, but she didn't know what to say next. Instead, Jiang Zhaoyue continued chatting with her very considerately.

"Senior Sister Yang, in life, why should we be so bound by rules? Whatever we want to do or say is up to our heart, right?"

When she said this, she even winked at her jokingly: "Of course, my master doesn't know about this yet, Senior Sister, you have to keep it a secret for me."

Yang Xuelan's face froze slightly, and she immediately raised her hand and swore, "I swear to the heavens, I will never tell anyone."

"Don't be so nervous, Senior Sister, I was just joking."

Jiang Zhaoyue pulled her hand down gently.

Just when Yang Xuelan relaxed a little, she smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Sect Leader Lian Yue is also a rare and elegant person. With such a graceful Sect Leader, wouldn't it be more enjoyable for Senior Sister to practice?"

"Cough, cough cough——"

Yang Xuelan and the dozen or so disciples of the Jiyue Xianzong around them all coughed violently at the same time, interrupting Jiang Zhaoyue's words of praise.

She sighed softly and took the initiative to help this senior sister calm down. "Why are you like this, senior sister? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Any questions?

The problem is simply too big!

It took Yang Xuelan several breaths to catch her breath. Thinking that the Sect Master might be able to see what they were saying, she could only mumble, "After all, he is the Sect Master."

"But I think your headmaster has a rather unruly personality."

"cough--"

This time I was really choked.

Jiang Zhaoyue's expression did not change at all, she still had a smile on her face. She even looked up at the sky. Her words were clear and very gentle.

"When we were talking just now, he secretly sent me a message saying that the world is so big and I need to see more and try more to know who is more suitable. Is Senior Lian Yue trying to seduce me?"

Outside the mirror, Fu Lanting's face suddenly darkened.

Lian Yueqing's smiling face paused, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant. At the place where he disappeared, a golden light flashed, revealing a torn black space.

He rubbed his forehead and said, "Brother Fu, I just said it casually. You don't have to take it personally."

"If the Moon Soul Altar had not been opened at this moment."

Fu Lanting's voice was calm, but the unfinished words were filled with murderous intent.

Lian Yueqing shook her head and returned to the mirror, the smile on her lips not fading.

In the Moon Soul Altar, Jiang Zhaoyue, who was still chatting with others, felt a slight vibration in her storage ring. She clenched her fingers, probed her spiritual sense into it, and a voice sounded in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"I'm kindly reminding you, why do you have to do this, young friend?"

With a thought, Jiang Zhaoyue input his spiritual consciousness.

"Senior Lian Yue, did I say anything wrong? I'm sorry, I was just chatting with Senior Sister Yang for a while."

"Just now, Fellow Daoist Fu wanted to kill me."

"Is that so? Then why didn't Senior Lian Yue let Uncle kill him? You are so kind, why don't you help him?"

“…”

The communication was silent for a moment before the voice continued to be heard.

"My friend, I have no ill will towards you."

"Neither do I."

Jiang Zhaoyue smiled and said, "I know you're only doing this for my own good. When I come out of the Moon Soul Altar, find a time when my uncle and master are not around, and then come find me. I want to see you without clothes, is that okay?"

“…”

There was silence on the other side again.

In his mind, the system couldn't help but say: "Host, aren't you too direct?"

He can't even do the job of being the head of a sect.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhaoyue told it calmly and calmly: "He treats me well, I know it. Since he treats me so well, can't he fulfill such a small wish of mine? I don't want the moon in the sky, I just want to check my body."

All I can say is that Lian Yueqing was lucky to meet her.

He stood by and watched, thinking of himself as the master of the game world, because with those eyes, he saw through everything in the world.

The infatuated men and resentful women are nothing but the pain of unrequited love, or perhaps all emotions in the world are the same, whether it is love or other emotions.

As for Yu Lian Yueqing, even though he had a special feeling towards Jiang Zhaoyue, it was just that he found the drama particularly interesting.

After all, the head of the Qi Ling Xian Zong, one of the most powerful people in the world, would actually fall in love with his best friend's disciple and compete with his own apprentice for a woman.

How is this not a good show?

But spectators are always just spectators, and no one wants to become a character in the play.

But Jiang Zhaoyue is not someone who can be watched.

Seeing that there was no sound from the communication talisman, she chuckled and continued chatting with Senior Sister Yang and the others in reality.

Yang Xuelan was so shocked by her first two sentences that she dared not speak.

The other party scolded their master for being dissolute, and he was a cultivator of the same generation as them. She should have rebuked him and maintained the dignity of her own master.

But for some reason, looking at Jiang Zhaoyue's face with a gentle smile and no aggression at all, she couldn't feel angry at all. In the end, she could only move her lips and whispered, "Our headmaster... doesn't have any either."

She really couldn't say the word "dissolute", especially when it was related to the headmaster.

Perhaps because she was afraid that Jiang Zhaoyue would mention Lian Yueqing again and say something shocking, Yang Xuelan paused and quickly changed the subject.

She tried hard to put on a curious expression, as if she just wanted to hear some gossip, and said, "Um... a few days ago, I heard from Senior Brother Tian Liuyun of Taiyuan Xianzong that Luo Huaiyin from your Yunmiao Xianzong likes you, Junior Sister Jiang. Is that true?"

"Senior sister is really well-informed."

"Haha." Yang Xuelan smiled awkwardly and was about to change the subject when she heard the woman in front of her say, "Really?"

Jiang Zhaoyue's voice was still soft and gentle: "Excellent people always have many followers, like me, like Senior Sister, is there any problem with that?"

Yang Xuelan subconsciously wanted to say something, but when his peripheral vision caught sight of her face, he was startled for a moment, then nodded and said sincerely:

"That's true. The world is always harsher on women, but in my opinion, men and women are the same. Junior sister, you are extremely talented, and it's just a matter of time before you take charge of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect. These things really don't matter."

Although she did not agree with other things that Junior Sister Jiang said, Yang Xuelan was sure of this one.

For a cultivator cultivating his mind, the most important thing is to know what path he is taking and what he wants. As for others, who cares what they say? This is the world of cultivation, and strength determines right and wrong.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that what happened before was not so shocking.

Those two sentences brought them closer. Yang Xuelan, not knowing what else was on her mind, suddenly leaned closer, glanced at the sky furtively, and asked Jiang Zhaoyue in a very low voice, "Um, Junior Sister Jiang, is it true that our headmaster secretly seduced you before?"

Before Jiang Zhaoyue could answer her, he felt a slight vibration in the ring.

Lian Yueqing's voice, which had been silent for a long time, sounded again, still in a gentle and distant tone.

"My dear friend, could you please not talk about this in front of my disciples? You know clearly whether I mean that or not, don't you?"

It can be seen that even a distant figure like the head of the Jiyue Immortal Sect still values ​​face most of the time.

Jiang Zhaoyue didn't show any expression on his face, but just gave Yang Xuelan a mysterious smile, neither denying nor confirming.

And during the interrogation, her voice was heard.

"Okay, Senior Lian Yue, I want to see your body."

This time, even the premise was omitted and Jiang Zhaoyue went straight to the point.

Lian Yueqing was silent for a few moments, and finally put on a helpless smile.

"My friend, Master Fu is still standing beside me. Don't you feel guilty for saying these things to me?"

"What?"

Jiang Zhaoyue seemed a little amused. "Senior, you don't think that my uncle and I are in love and afraid to reveal it to the public for fear of being discovered by my master, right? Don't think too much. I simply like his appearance, just like I like you."

"It seems that Senior's eyes can't see everything."

Jiang Zhaoyue paused, and then his tone suddenly rose a little.

"It's a deal. When I come out of the Moon Soul Altar, come find me. Otherwise, I'll tell my master that you bullied me. I definitely won't kill you, but I can let my uncle and master beat you up. Don't worry, I'll tell them not to hurt your face."

Lian Yueqing, as the headmaster of the Jiyue Immortal Sect, is not very powerful in combat, but he is very mysterious, and his eyes make many people wary of him.

In terms of strength alone, he is no match for Fu Lanting, let alone the combination of Fu Lanting and Lin Bozhou.

Jiang Zhaoyue's words about instigating the two to beat him up were definitely not a lie. One could even get a glimpse of her personality from these conversations.

Lian Yueqing was silent for a few breaths again. Perhaps because he regretted provoking her, his voice had a hint of genuine helplessness.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, if it's because of what I said before, I can apologize to you, but I am really only doing this for your own good."

"Senior, you misunderstood."

Jiang Zhaoyue replied softly, "I simply admire beauty. I like good-looking men. It would be even better if they were stronger. Senior Lian Yue, your looks and strength meet my requirements, and you appear in front of me. Aren't you just trying to seduce me?"

“…”

Lian Yueqing had watched the world change and people's hearts shift for many years, and he thought he had seen everything in the world until he met Jiang Zhaoyue for the first time.

It is interesting to watch the emotional entanglement between Fu Lanting and a younger person, but it is not interesting if you get involved in this matter.

It is obvious that Master Ji Yue does not want to be a part of the story.

It was not until this moment that he finally showed a little sincerity and tore open the hypocritical mask.

Jiang Zhaoyue heard his voice become a little deeper. It was not as gentle as usual, but instead it was filled with a smile. That smile was one of disdain, contempt, and indifference.

"Friend Jiang, you are in the Moon Soul Altar, how can you still worry about these things? Why don't you wait until you come out alive and then come to me?"

He himself is clearly a person who is even more cold and arrogant than Fu Lanting.

When the mask was torn off, the indifference and coldness were revealed.

But Jiang Zhaoyue was even more excited.

She likes pure people, such as Jiang Qiying, and ambitious people, such as Luo Huaiyin, but her favorite is still the kind of superior who is arrogant, cold and ruthless, regards the world as ants, and thinks he can control everything.

For example, Fu Lanting.

Another example is Lian Yueqing today.

In this world, in this world where strength is respected, they are on par with gods, and they also regard themselves as gods, with indifferent divinity and cold-blooded ruthlessness.

But Jiang Zhaoyue wanted them to have a taste of human nature.

Her voice during the call was so soft that water could drip out of it, and it was sweet and honey-like.

"I like you so much, I like you so much, Senior. Senior, are you going to kill me? Then don't be soft-hearted. If I come out alive, I will always pester you, for the rest of my life, until I die."

A sweet voice uttered a crazy spell.

All that gentleness, propriety, sweetness and tenderness are illusions.

Only Jiang Zhaoyue at this moment is real.

She is a lunatic.

Always have been.

The system trembled in her mind and dared not say a word.

At first, it just thought that Jiang Zhaoyue was a little strange and out of control. Even if he had some indecent hobbies, they were just hobbies.

But it understands now.

She is not human at all.

It actually wanted a madman to help it follow the plot and fall in love with a man.

Outside the mirror, the smile on Lian Yueqing's face faded a little. He looked at the woman in the mirror who was smiling as usual, as if the sweet and crazy whispers in his ear were just his own illusion.

But it was certainly not an illusion.

He looked at Fu Lanting, but only saw a hint of worry on the man's face.

His usual cold look was replaced by worry; he was worried about that woman.

The dignified Master Qi Ling, who is rumored to be cold and aloof and not interested in women, will also have such a day.

Lian Yueqing's eyes deepened, and he returned his gaze to the mirror.

In the Moon Soul Altar, they walked and talked along the way, and the atmosphere was unexpectedly relaxed. Perhaps because there were so many people, there were no blind evil spirits attacking them on the road. They did not stop until they reached the core area.

Yang Xuelan's face was solemn. She glanced at Jiang Zhaoyue intently and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister. We can only accompany you here. No matter why you're here, I want to say thank you. You must come out alive. Then I'll go find you for a drink and chat."

"good."

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded slightly, without any tragic or touching words, she turned and walked into the core area of ​​the Moon Soul Altar.

The reason why this place is dangerous is that there are countless evil spirits here. These evil spirits are transformed from resentment. They are of extremely high level and almost turned into entities. Swords and knives are useless. They can only be resisted with spiritual consciousness, physical body, and will.

Even in the history of the Jiyue Immortal Sect, few people could withstand the invasion of countless evil spirits, and most people collapsed and became part of this place.

When she stepped in here, Fu Lanting's heart was in suspense outside the mirror, and his eyes were fixed on the figure in the mirror, never letting go for a moment.

Jiang Zhaoyue was unarmed and strolled leisurely in this dark space, looking like he was walking on a grassland under the sun.

A dark red evil spirit that was almost condensing into a solid body suddenly pounced from behind her, pounced on her back, and bit her throat.

Jiang Zhaoyue did not dodge. A smile appeared on her face and she slightly turned sideways.

The moment the evil spirit bit her neck, she opened her mouth and bit the evil spirit's face hard.

Her movements were faster than the evil spirit's. In just a moment, she had bitten off a piece of the evil spirit's face.

Jiang Zhaoyue held the evil spirit tightly with both hands, and the corners of his lips were stretched wide as if he was smiling excitedly like a real devil.

"Give it to me, give it all to me."

Evil spirits are born from resentment, and once they enter the body, they can easily give rise to inner demons. The inner demons will be completely different from the true body and will subvert oneself. This is the main reason for the collapse of many cultivators.

But Jiang Zhaoyue has no inner demons.

Or it is hard to say which one is more terrifying, the inner demon or herself.

She quickly swallowed the evil soul. She held on tightly to the thing in front of her, ignored the bloody hole in her throat, opened her mouth again, and bit it hard.

Evil spirits are also souls, and they are very nourishing to the soul.

She used her hands and mouth, and in just a moment, she swallowed the dark red evil spirit in front of her into her stomach.

More evil spirits rushed over, surrounding her like layers, trying to devour her.

Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes glowed red, a sign that she was about to become possessed by a demon, but her movements and expression did not change at all.

Her pretty face, gentle expression, and smiling lips seemed to be controlled by an evil spirit. If she didn't have a physical body, it would be difficult to tell who was the evil spirit at first glance.

The soul's body parts flew everywhere, and then in a sea of ​​blood, they turned into a teeth-grinding chewing sound.

At this moment, the system lurking in Jiang Zhaoyue's mind suddenly remembered the battle with the human-faced spider. The host casually said, "If I'm really hungry, I'll just cut off Luo Huaiyin's flesh and eat it."

It finally understood the value of that sentence.

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The author has something to say: Two chapters combined into one.

System: My host is scarier than a ghost.