Chapter 119

The answer is no.

Practicing dual cultivation in the sea of ​​consciousness at this time would be beneficial to Chu Jinglan's recovery and integration of consciousness, and Xiao Mo could not refuse this reason.

So after hesitating for a moment, although he was still a little hesitant, he finally agreed.

...Try, try?

Xiao Mo received the dual cultivation technique in his sea of ​​consciousness and knew how to circulate the spiritual power. He and Chu Jinglan adjusted their own mental states respectively.

One with water spiritual root, the other with ice spiritual root, mobilized the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness, and both of them were surrounded by a faint glow, making the whole figure look much warmer.

Their current condition is different from the two defenseless balls in the inner palace. If that really happens, they won't be able to use their skills. After all, they will lose consciousness if they are even slightly touched. Then they can only practice "physical dual cultivation".

But at this time, their senses have been magnified several times, so it would be no problem for them to recognize other things in the world, but when their two consciousnesses touch...

Chu Jinglan walked closer and tentatively touched Xiao Mo's hand.

When the warm hand touched a piece, a tingling numbness like an electric shock immediately spread through the fingertips and all over the body. Xiao Mo's hand trembled immediately, and he gritted his teeth to swallow the muffled groan that rolled to the corner of his throat.

He looked up at Chu Jinglan and found that Chu Jinglan's lips were also tightened. The reason why he didn't tremble was because he was more patient than Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo suddenly felt that he had been too hasty in agreeing to the deal.

…My hands are shaking like this just after I touched it. What should I do next?

Chu Jinglan's fingertips slid up and held Xiao Mo's hand. Of course he felt the same pleasure that penetrated his bones. Chu Jinglan's eyes dimmed. Instead of letting tiny lightning points vibrate all over his limbs, it would be better to explode cleanly and quickly, which would be more satisfying and fierce.

He grabbed Xiao Mo and kissed her directly without any hesitation.

The two fell into the flowers, the petals and the figures trembled in unison. Chu Jinglan changed the scenery of the night-blooming cereus cluster, covering the ground with a thick layer of petals, and Xiao Mo's black hair was scattered on the petals.

The person in front of him was the culprit for his powerlessness, but he trembled while trying to hug him. He could not escape from this huge vortex that was taking his soul away and drowning his reason.

The clothes in the sea of ​​consciousness could disappear in an instant, but someone just likes to peel them off layer by layer.

The clouds fall lightly, the white jade reflects the flowers, it is warm, smooth and delicate, a beautiful scene created by nature.

Xiao Mo heard the sound he couldn't control, and his face turned red with shame, but he couldn't stop at all. He kept chanting, fireworks exploded in front of his eyes, and he softened like water, wanting to melt into the flowers.

Ice enters the water, and the water wraps around the ice.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the thin golden chain also appeared on Xiao Mo's wrist. Chu Jinglan looked at Xiao Mo's dazed eyes, breathing unsteadily. He hooked the golden chain, stretched it, and wrapped it around Xiao Mo's beautiful and fragile neck like a crane, and then wrapped it around his own neck.

The two lovebirds are tied together by the neck, they are bound together for the rest of their lives and should never be separated.

Soft petals dotted Xiao Mo's dark hair and rubbed against his jade-white skin. Chu Jinglan picked up a slender ankle from the cluster of night-blooming cereus and clasped it in his hand.

Xiao Mo was still trying hard to maintain a trace of clarity so that his spiritual power and dual cultivation techniques could flow. He retracted his feet, but Chu Jinglan did not let him hide.

"The technique is already... able to operate on its own." Chu Jinglan steadied his voice, "You can indulge yourself even more."

Xiao Mo's clenched lips loosened again, and he let out a breath. His eyes were sparkling, and he looked at Chu Jinglan with dazed confusion and inexplicable helplessness.

The spiritual connection can fully convey each other's thoughts. Even without saying a word, both people can understand all the feelings in each other's heart.

Xiao Mo could feel the lingering emotions in his heart, which belonged to Chu Jinglan.

There is the pain brought by wasting days and nights in solitude for three hundred years, there is powerless wandering, there are struggles and madness, but also the endless tenderness and tenderness brought by longing, there are treasures carefully hidden in the corner, and... at the very beginning, the young man who fell in love for the first time three hundred years ago.

The young man walked through the years step by step, carrying his sweetheart on his back.

People are not as good as old friends, and old friends are right in front of you.

All the fragments of consciousness were returned to Chu Jinglan. He no longer needed to go back to the past. He became complete and found his entire self. He was Chu Jinglan.

At this moment, the demons in my heart finally disappeared.

Xiao Mo's eyes were red: "I don't want to be your inner demon anymore."

Chu Jinglan knew, because he could also feel Xiao Mo's feelings towards him.

The wanderer returns home, and Xiao Mo puts his heart completely on him. He lights a lamp beside Chu Jinglan, and the light illuminates his way home.

In the three thousand worlds, Xiao Mo only wants to join hands with him.

He doesn't want to hurt Chu Jinglan anymore, doesn't want to be his inner demon, he just wants to be his partner and the one he loves.

Xiao Mo let go of the last bit of his sanity, letting it slip away and indulging himself.

The thick petals on the ground were disturbed by the owner's actions, and the branches trembled, which was charming and intoxicating.

The feeling of time passing in the sea of ​​consciousness is different from that in the outside world. Xiao Mo didn't know how much time had passed, nor did he know how he was kicked out.

He actually fainted.

It’s not that my consciousness is not strong enough. The stronger the consciousness, the more detailed the feelings. I really can’t bear it.

When Xiao Mo woke up, he was already inside his own body.

He had just woken up, still feeling groggy and lazy, without any energy, even his consciousness was soft, lying in his head and not wanting to move at all. He didn't close his eyes, the afterglow was still lingering in the depths of his consciousness, gently hooking at him, his fingers trembled, and his head trembled as well.

...Ah, it's done. I'm back.

I embraced all of Chu Jinglan's feelings, accepting everything that was said and unexpressed. This was a good thing, but other than that... cultivating both spiritual consciousnesses was really too exciting.

How much can one time equal to the physical body... No, there is no way to convert it. The feeling of the spirit is incomparable to that of the body in any way.

Being comfortable is comfortable, but being too comfortable until even your consciousness is swallowed up is too out of control.

No, Xiao Mo thought. This time he was helping Chu Jinglan merge his consciousness and healing his wounds. He couldn't stand this kind of trick and would never play like this again.

His consciousness became more and more clear, and his brain was finally able to think about other things. When he was fully awake, Xiao Mo was startled and suddenly opened his eyes.

How long had he slept? Did he miss the Tianyuan Secret Realm?

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Chu Jinglan sitting on the bedside, and Chu Jinglan was gently combing his hair with her hands: "Awake?"

The voice was still deep and full of satisfaction, and Xiao Mo curled his fingers again and said in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

Chu Jinglan knew what he was worried about: "Tianyuan Secret Realm will open tomorrow."

Xiao Mo let out a long sigh.

Chu Jinglan woke up earlier than him. He had set up a barrier in the yard so that when the two of them were practicing together, people outside could not disturb them for the time being. After waking up, Qiuqiu brought a message from Yue Ming that Fen Xiu had been escorted to the Yaori Sect and imprisoned in a dungeon. He would be executed at a meeting between human cultivators and demons in three days.

Xiao Mo: "The treaty between the human cultivators and the demons is a big deal, but we won't visit it."

Chu Jinglan: “Yeah.”

Chu Jinglan's fingers slid across Xiao Mo's hair, again and again, and Xiao Mo finally couldn't help but laughed: "Itchy."

The lingering effect in his consciousness was too strong, and the feeling it brought was directly imprinted in his bones. It had not yet completely dissipated, and Xiao Mo really did not want to move, so he did not dodge his fingers.

Chu Jinglan twisted a strand of his hair around her finger, put it on her lips and kissed it: "The guest list for the marriage ceremony has been drawn up. If you have anything you want to use, please let me know in advance."

Xiao Mo paused and said, "You reminded me, I don't know what to prepare for the ceremony."

For people, marriage is a solemn event, and it is worth spending time and effort to go through a complicated process. Any details and small things will be engraved with joy. In the world of cultivation, the marriage ceremony of monks is already complicated, with various details to be elaborated.

Yan Chun had helped a newlywed couple organize a grand ceremony before, so he was very familiar with all the procedures, so he was able to assist Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan with ease.

But it would be bad to leave it all to him, Xiao Mo said: "Come out of the secret realm, and let's go take a look together."

Get familiar with the process and buy things together.

Although Chu Jinglan is an immortal, he has no attendants in the Du'e Sect, nor disciples who can take care of all affairs. Apart from Yan Chun and the other two, there are only sword puppets waiting for orders.

In the past, Chu Jinglan was the only one here, so I didn't think much of it. But now it seems a little deserted.

Chu Jinglan said: "When you have seen all the scenery of the 81 peaks, the Du'e Sect will open the mountains and recruit people."

Chu Jinglan himself does not accept disciples, but he will take out the sword manual. Yan Chunchuxia and Mo Zhisuan are the second-generation disciples of the sect. He will start with them when accepting new people.

The aloof and cold Chu Xianzun is finally going to become a true master of his own sect.

Xiao Mo: "Okay, I can help guide those who have lower cultivation than me."

He was also looking forward to seeing all the scenery at the 81st Peak.

Xiao Mo pressed Chu Jinglan's pulse and felt Chu Jinglan's recovery, which was very good. His worried heart could finally rest. Xiao Mo leaned into his arms and felt that he had come a long way. Fortunately, Chu Jinglan no longer had to be disturbed and he had the mood to watch Yun Shu leisurely.

He will let Chu Jinglan feel at ease forever.

Xiao Mo: "One more thing."

Chu Jinglan was very calm. Now Chu Xianzun no longer had a sharp sword in his body, and his voice was gentle: "Hmm?"

Xiao Mo raised a finger and shook it: "I won't come to practice dual spiritual cultivation. I can't bear it."

Chu Jinglan paused for a moment and didn't answer.

Xiao Momin raised his eyes sharply: "Why don't you answer? I feel that your silence at this moment doesn't seem to be a tacit consent."

Chu Jinglan gently looked away.

Xiao Mo: “…”

Xiao Mo: "...I really won't come. No matter what excuses you give me, I won't agree to them!"

Chu Jinglan's response was to continue tidying up Xiao Mo's hair.

The movement was very light, but Xiao Mo was very panicked.

...While panicking, he made up his mind that he would never come here again.

But who can predict what will happen in the future, right?

The next day, the Tianyuan Secret Realm was opened, and Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan entered the secret realm.

Although in the eyes of outsiders they were wearing other people's faces, Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan did not dress perfunctorily. Today, Xiao Mo wore a pink dress and tied his ponytail with a red ribbon with gold thread, looking extremely bright and gorgeous. Chu Jinglan wore an ice-blue dress, looking elegant and serene, with an air of fairy.

In their eyes, they could see each other's true appearance, which was of course extremely pleasing to the eyes. Even though the others could not see their real faces, they could not help but secretly take a few more glances at them because of their temperament and status.

After entering the secret realm, you will be randomly teleported and will most likely be separated, but there is a couple seal that can sense each other's location. The two make an appointment to meet first and then go look for things.

After finding the things, Xiao Mo still wants to practice in the secret realm to improve his cultivation.

The entrance to the Tianyuan Secret Realm can be opened for more than half a day, which is a very long time. Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan didn't know that something happened in the Yaori Sect shortly after they entered the secret realm.

Fenxiu disappeared from the dungeon.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators from various sects who remained in the Yaori Sect gathered together. The Sect Master was very angry. After all, his dungeon was already heavily guarded. Although he had intentionally left some holes, they were used to catch turtles in a jar. He didn't expect that the turtle would be let escape.

This is really putting their faces on the ground.

To be able to do this without being detected by ghosts, he must be a master who knows how to hide, and he must be at least in the middle stage of Mahayana.

"I don't know who kidnapped Fen Xiu, but the sect sealing formation has been launched. Unless he returns to the ruins, he will never be able to leave the range of our Sun Sect!"

This was reassuring, but everyone searched the Yueri Sect from top to bottom and still couldn't find the person.

This is strange, where else can this person hide?

Jun Bushu's previous injury had not yet fully healed, so he did not come to the rescue immediately. However, seeing the situation, he would still be needed. He sighed, raised his hand weakly, and asked them to bring the incense burner equipment, and he would calculate the location.

Wang Yichen pressed his hand with his folding fan: "You don't need to bring the wounded divination, I can guess a little bit."

The others looked at him.

Wang Yichen's mind worked quickly: "Everyone, the Sun Sect's mountain sealing formation had been instructed by Chu Xianzun from a distance. As long as the formation is not broken, that person will definitely not get out. But have you forgotten that there is a place in the Sun Sect's territory that is just right for people to hide, and it has not been searched."

Recently? Yue Ming was surprised, and then responded: "You mean, the person who rescued Fen Xiu took him into the Tianyuan Secret Realm!?"

Wang Yichen confirmed his answer: "This is the only place left, isn't it?"