Chapter 114

The beds in the Yao Ri Zong guesthouse are not only spacious but also very sturdy.

Xiao Mo turned over on the couch, and Chu Jinglan came back from outside with the food box of the Yaori Sect.

The restoration of his consciousness had made tremendous progress. Even without the chain, Chu Jinglan could temporarily leave Xiao Mo's bedroom and walk to the Yaori Sect's company room.

It’s not too far away. Although everyone is fasting, in order to show their sincerity in hospitality, the Yao Ri Sect has temporarily arranged rooms near many guest residences. If necessary, guests can go and get food on their own.

Although it was only a distance of three to five hundred meters, it was really not easy for Chu Jinglan.

And the scene of Chu Jinglan pushing the door open with a food box when he woke up made Xiao Mo feel as if he had really returned to the Yingyue Sect.

The bed could withstand the tossing and turning, and the monk was in good health and could also withstand the tossing and turning, but the feeling of laziness in his body lingered for a long time. Xiao Mo got up lazily, put on his clothes, and walked to the table.

Chu Jinglan took the dishes out of the food box. The disciples in the kitchen were very idle. Chu Jinglan was their first customer. They all used their best skills to cook many delicious dishes, but Chu Jinglan didn't know their skills, so he only took one food box.

The disciples who cooked the dishes seemed to be unsatisfied and expressed enthusiastically that if they liked the food, they would definitely come again.

Those who can come to entertain distinguished guests must naturally be able to present something outstanding. Xiao Mo looked at the food on the table, which was all spiritual food. Chu Jinglan first poured him a cup of Qionglu to moisten his throat.

It's too strenuous to speak with my throat, I need to moisten it.

Xiao Mo drank two cups of wine, and when he spoke, his voice was still slightly hoarse: "You should have told me earlier that your consciousness was shattered into so many pieces."

"It's been broken for too long, buried too deep, I almost forgot about it myself."

Chu Jinglan poured himself a cup of wine. A hundred years ago, he himself could not sink to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, so he gave up the idea of ​​picking out the fragments to repair his consciousness. He did not expect that the tomb buried deep in the sea rejected even himself, but left a gap for Xiao Mo.

Chu Jinglan's consciousness returned with a clear and intense emotion, leaving him in a state of wandering. It was only just now that his sea of ​​consciousness completely calmed down.

He walked on the road between the workroom and the house, and felt the lazy warmth of the sun for a rare time. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked up.

The sky is clear and it is a good weather.

"The Tianyuan Secret Realm will open in seven days," Xiao Mo said, "From now on, I will focus on retrieving fragments from the depths of your sea of ​​consciousness."

But every time the fragments were retrieved and repaired, Chu Jinglan obviously had to be given time to recover, to adjust his mental state, and to adjust his emotions. He couldn't be forced to do everything all at once.

Xiao Mo: "If you feel like you need to slow down, just tell me and I'll stop and wait for you to finish the fusion."

Chu Jinglan: “Yeah.”

Chu Jinglan also has the memory of the fragmented consciousness and Xiao Mo's interactions. Three hundred years have passed, and if this memory had not been dug up, he would have almost forgotten that he had written such a letter.

The letter turned to ashes fifty years after Xiao Mo's death.

Chu Jinglan put the things he had found for Xiao Moxin into the storage container. While tidying up, he saw the letter. He rubbed it for a while, then took it out and burned it.

Chu Jinglan could not remember what his mood was when he wrote the letter, nor what he was thinking when he burned the letter. But now that the fragments of his consciousness have returned, his heart is throbbing, reminding him of his mood when he put pen to paper.

At that time, although the longing was painful, I had greater hopes. As a young person, I was still full of expectations. In a place where no one knew, every stroke of my pen was a quiet admiration. I wrote that short letter and put a licorice flower on it.

The letter was received by Xiao Mo in an unexpected way.

Chu Jinglan put down the glass in surprise. The Qionglu had almost no taste. It was smooth but bland at first. He picked up the wine beside him and poured himself a glass.

In recent years, if he wants to drink, he basically drinks alcohol, or strong liquor. He has no preference for alcohol and does not pursue the taste. He just wants the stimulation of strong liquor, which at least can leave some feeling for him who is dead and dull.

Xiao Mo smelled the aroma of wine: "Do you like wine now?"

Chu Jinglan shook his head: "I can't say I like her."

He paused and added, "It's just that I'm more used to drinking this than anything else."

Xiao Mo: "How's this wine?"

Chu Jinglan put down the cup: "Light."

"You still like strong ones," Xiao Mo said, "like the strong wine that Mo Zhi brought out?"

Chu Jinglan nodded, and Xiao Mo smiled: "I'll learn from you later, and we'll try brewing our own wine."

Chu Jinglan was not fond of drinking, but if Xiao Mo wanted to brew some wine, he would certainly not refuse. He had tasted a lot of wine over the years and knew a thing or two about it, but no matter what kind of wine Xiao Mo brewed, he would definitely finish it.

As Xiao Mo was eating, Chu Jinglan's communication jade token lit up. It was Yan Chun, who stayed behind in Du'e Sect, who came to ask, "Sect Master, it's almost time to draw up the guest list for the ceremony."

Yan Chun and the others certainly didn't dare to decide who to invite to the marriage ceremony of Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan, and could only help prepare the invitations after getting the name list.

Chu Jinglan: "Well, I'll message you when it's ready."

He put down the jade token and asked Xiao Mo: "Who do you want to invite?"

Xiao Mo had changed his identity before, and those he had known before were all familiar to Chu Jinglan. From the perspective of the two, Xiao Mo calculated: "Yueming, Junbushu, Liushao and Jinglei should also be invited."

Liu Shao from Lin'an Academy and Jing Lei from Yushan Sect in the Central Realm were both people who had devoted their efforts to helping Chu Jinglan restore his Dantian.

By the way, the Wang family must also be counted. After I left, Wang Yichen had successfully become a rare acquaintance of Chu Jinglan.

"There is also Wang Yichen." Xiao Mo, "As for the rest of the noble families and sects, whether to invite them or not, and who to invite, you know better, so you make the decision."

Chu Jinglan nodded.

At noon, Yue Ming came and said that the team escorting Fen Xiu had encountered another attack. Although there were Mahayana warriors, there were only two of them. Compared with their previous battle, it was nothing. The battle was piecemeal and it didn't seem to have the same momentum as before.

"But the Sun Sect is still on high alert. The cells are ready and the traps are well laid. It seems that there is a hole left, but in fact it is a trap to lure you into."

Yue Ming: "Fen Xiu will only stay in the Yaori Sect for two or three days at most, and then he will be executed."

This time, Fen Xiu was used as bait, and the remaining evildoers suffered another heavy blow. Fen Xiu's demon blood can enhance the abilities of the demons and demon cultivators, and it is also a hidden danger. Now that the remaining evildoers have been almost eliminated, there is no need to keep him.

"I still remember the battle between humans and demons," Yue Ming snorted heavily, "Letting him live another hundred years is a good thing for him."

"It would be more painful for him to be locked up in prison and wait for death."

Yue Ming saw that Chu Jinglan brought Xiao Mo with him during the conversation today. As a guest, it would be bad for her to not talk to him all the time, so she asked, "Did Daoist Xiao also go to the battlefield at that time?"

Xiao Mo blinked gently: "No."

Although there were too many sects and people involved at that time, it was normal for those who were not at the battlefield in person if their cultivation was not enough or their sect was too small: "In fact, it's better not to have seen it. Who doesn't like a peaceful life? It's just that burning cultivation is a serious disease."

Yue Ming's swearing got no response from Chu Jinglan, he was used to it, he just couldn't help but speak out, he said whatever he wanted to say, he came today just to talk to Chu Jinglan about the escort news, he didn't stay long, just bowed and said goodbye.

When he stood up, Chu Jinglan suddenly asked, "Do you want to come to the nationality union ceremony?"

Yue Ming was stunned for a moment, then immediately shouted: "I must have a glass of wedding wine! You actually asked me, isn't this natural? Wait——"

Yueming came to her senses and realized belatedly: "Hiss, you are not teasing me on purpose, are you?"

Chu Jinglan had no expression on his face, and he really didn't seem to be talking to anyone anymore, but Yue Ming felt a sense of relief from him. It was unlike the depressed and lifeless state he always displayed when he was with the Immortal Master before.

And considering Chu Xianzun's style of doing things, what he just said was simply unnecessary nonsense.

The sound of the moon is strange. Has the immortal descended to earth?

That’s good. Good relationships are indeed beneficial to one’s mental outlook.

Yue Ming also clasped his fists towards Xiao Mo, and said sincerely: "Daoyou, I'll leave this family to you."

Xiao Mo nodded and said to Yue Ming: "If you don't mind, just call me by my name."

Calling someone by name makes one seem closer than being a fellow Taoist.

"Okay, you can call me Yueming too."

After Yue Ming said goodbye, Chu Jinglan spread out a piece of paper and prepared to write down the guest list.

He didn't say clearly whether what he just said was a relaxing statement or not, but his aura was definitely no longer so cold.

Xiao Mo took out Le Xiu's technique, and added his own experience while exercising his spiritual power. After practicing for a while, he closed the book and did not rest. He greeted Chu Jinglan: "Am I entering your sea of ​​consciousness again?"

Of course, we have to hurry up and do the important work, so that Chu Jinglan can recover his consciousness as soon as possible.

Chu Jinglan nodded in surprise, and Xiao Mo separated a strand of his consciousness and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

In fact, this is also a training for Xiao Mo's consciousness.

The entrance to the depths of Chu Jinglan's sea of ​​consciousness is Youye Tan. Xiao Mo touched the petals and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the next few days, as long as Chu Jinglan's mood stabilized, Xiao Mo seized the time. He encountered several fragments of consciousness one after another. Each time he met Chu Jinglan again, and he also saw the changes that Chu Jinglan had undergone during those years when she was alone.

It was visible to the naked eye that Chu Jinglan's pain was getting deeper and deeper, and his outward sharpness was getting fiercer and fiercer. Xiao Mo picked up these consciousnesses one by one and sent them back to the sea of ​​consciousness.

On the third day, Xiao Mo met Chu Jinglan on the human-demon battlefield.

When one is promoted from the Spirit Severing Stage to the Mahayana Stage, one will encounter a thunder calamity, but Chu Jinglan actually achieved this promotion on the battlefield.

When the scene just appeared, Xiao Mo was at the edge of the battlefield. He saw a human cultivator and a demon die together, and all around him were the collisions of spiritual power and magic weapons, and the sounds of flesh and bones being pierced and cracked were endless.

This is just one part of the great war between humans and demons.

Xiao Mo knew that Chu Jinglan must be nearby. Every time he appeared, he was in spirit form, rushing across the battlefield to find Chu Jinglan.

On the way, he heard a demon cultivator shouting: "Chu Jinglan is about to advance. Hurry, this is a good opportunity. We must make him turn into ashes in the thunder tribulation!"

Xiao Mo's eyes turned cold, and he saw that the demon cultivators were staring at a dead body, but he followed the group of demon cultivators and demons in order to get to Chu Jinglan as soon as possible.

When Xiao Mo arrived, Chu Jinglan was shocked to see the sky above him change drastically, dark clouds were pressing down on the city, and there were also people practicing around. Someone said, "Brother, we will protect you!"

Chu Jinglan held the sword in his hand, and he had no idea how many people he had killed. The sword energy around him did not dissipate, and a ray of blood-red icy sword energy directly penetrated the demon cultivator next to Xiao Mo. The demon cultivator had been running all the way over, but before he could do anything, he died instantly.

Good death.

After finding the person, Xiao Mo stayed away from this group of demon cultivators and demon clans.

He passed straight through everyone's bodies, and Chu Jinglan finally took a closer look at him.

But just a glance.

Chu Jinglan slashed across the body of the Dawn Breaking Sword with his finger, and his voice was as cold as the sword: "Whoever goes forward will die."