Chapter 66

Yes, because he was the foundation-builder and someone Chu Jinglan valued very much, he was naturally allowed in, and no one cared whether he was a demon or not.

The elder couldn't help but put away the bottle of powder that could be used to test demons, and prepared to go back and make more. He also discovered that the conflict between humans and demons was deepening. In order to prevent the demons from sending spies in the future, human cultivators needed a way to test the demons.

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "He said Mo Lan was an undercover agent. What evidence did he have? He just relied on his mouth? What's more, Mo Lan and I were together when we were in obscurity. I was just a useless person at that time. No one knew whether I could repair my Dantian, and I had never thought about entering the upper realm. If he really had plans for human cultivation, why did he follow me?"

This part of the speech was not part of the plan. Xiao Mo couldn't help but slightly turn his head to look at Chu Jinglan.

It sounds like there is some genuine feeling in the words.

What Chu Jinglan said made a lot of sense. The sect master and the elders also thought: Before Chu Jinglan, there was only one person in the cultivation world who had repaired his Dantian, Jing Lei, and because the repair was not perfect, he would stop at the Jindan stage in his life. If Mo Lan wanted to infiltrate a large sect, it would not be a wise move to bet everything on Chu Jinglan alone.

Chu Jinglan's tone was not harsh, but it made people know how serious he was. That's right, if someone accompanies you through the most difficult and darkest days, and never leaves you, as long as he is not an ungrateful person, you will definitely cherish this friendship.

Previously, everyone only knew that Chu Jinglan was good to Mo Lan. Now it seems that they still underestimated Mo Lan's importance in Chu Jinglan's heart.

The clan leader looked at Chu Jinglan, the descendant of the Moon Lord, and then looked at the demon clan who were very important to him... This combination was so reminiscent of déjà vu that the clan leader and several elders couldn't help but twitch their eyelids.

Chu Jinglan bowed to them politely and said, "I am not thorough enough. If the sect cannot accept that he is a demon, then I will marry him--"

"Hey, hey!" Xiao Mo and the elders in front of Chu Jinglan immediately lifted up Chu Jinglan's saluting hands and interrupted him. "As long as he is kind-hearted, how can we not accept it? It's just that today's matter is too serious, so we called him here for a face-to-face confrontation. There is no other intention."

Another elder also said hurriedly: "Yes, that's right. Clarifying it in person is also a guarantee of his innocence."

People really don’t dare to think about what kind of words will follow the three words “I and him”. We are too old to hear them.

It's so rare that I got a genius like Chu Jinglan without any competition. How can I repeat the same mistake again because of a trivial matter?

The sect leader also pressed towards Fen Xiu with pressure, and said in a stern voice: "Besides this, do you have any other evidence?"

While Fen Xiu was accumulating strength, he was thinking, no one knew his true identity, so who would frame him in Yingyue Sect? Was it some gang who wanted to intensify the conflict between humans and demons like him, and targeted "Alie" who chose to cultivate a large sect?

Or do you simply think "Alie" is an eyesore?

Fen Xiu had no evidence, but he said, "Let me ask Mo Lan another question, maybe I can find the answer."

He asked, "What kind of demon are you?"

In most cases, the species of demons are not a secret that needs to be kept secret, and many demons are proud of their own species. If someone asks them casually, they will just give a casual answer.

Burning and repairing is just a way to delay time and give it one last try.

But Xiao Mo didn't have a good expression on his face and cut off his way of stalling for time: "Why should I tell someone who wants to frame me? Guess it yourself."

Fen Xiu licked his teeth and smiled: "Good, you are good, you are all good. I really don't know who should be held responsible for today's incident. Then why don't everyone present shoulder the responsibility together? I will take note of this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fen Xiu shouted loudly, and the aura around him surged. His cultivation level increased at a terrifying speed. He was indeed a Yuanying in disguise!

The sect leader's pupils shrank, but his reaction was not slow at all. He didn't even waste time drawing his sword, but directly slapped Fen Xiu with a palm with the vast power of a mountain. The elders immediately manipulated the killing formation to attack. At this time, Fen Xiu's cultivation had not yet recovered to the peak of Mahayana. The sect leader's Mountain-Climbing Palm had not yet landed, but the palm wind had already made him spit out blood.

But Fen Xiu didn't panic at all. He raised his hand and threw out a few heavenly magic weapons, which exploded directly without even blinking!

Saving one's life is the most important thing. Blowing up a few heavenly magic weapons is nothing. I don't feel any pain at all.

The terrifying spiritual power surged out, but fortunately the killing array they had set up had a blocking effect. The elder immediately raised his hand and sent Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan out: "Let's go!"

Chu Jinglan took advantage of the situation and grabbed Xiao Mo's waist, protecting him as he quickly flew into the air, where he landed on the back of the guiding crane and stood firmly. The crane flapped its wings and flew far away in the blink of an eye.

Even though they were far away, the pressure of the Mahayana stage fighting method continued to surge in the air, and on this side of the mountain, the sky and the earth had changed color, with black clouds and golden light fighting against each other in the clouds, and strong winds destroying rocks. If you were in that situation, you would probably see the end of the world.

The fairy crane flapped its wings desperately to fly. Chu Jinglan looked back on the fairy crane's back, feeling the surge of spiritual power. He couldn't help but think, this is the fighting method and pressure of the Mahayana period. One day, he will surely be able to reach that realm, or even... go one step further!

Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes and said regretfully: "The Sect Master can't kill him."

However, he regained his spirits: "But we should be able to injure him severely, and let him go back and be a good boy for a hundred or two hundred years!"

Chu Jinglan was so shocked that Yuan Ying couldn't see the battlefield clearly. He thought Xiao Mo saw it with some special sense, so he asked, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Mo: “Guessed.”

The system calculates it now.

Before executing the plan, the system estimated the death rate and escape rate of Fen Xiu. The Yingyue Sect took the initiative and had the advantage of time, place and people. The sect leader would definitely not lose this battle, otherwise Xiao Mo would not have taken action. After all, he could not let the sect leader fall into danger.

But there is nothing he can do about it. He has too many magical weapons and methods. Although this man is crazy, he is also an unparalleled master.

Another scary thing about him is that he has a strong ability to learn while fighting. Therefore, after the fight started, the system scanned the battlefield situation in real time, and the probabilities began to change. In the end, it was concluded that Fen Xiu had a high probability of escaping with serious injuries.

It's really a pity. If he could die here, both the human race and the demon race would be much more peaceful in the future.

When it comes to learning while fighting, Chu Jinglan is better than him.

Chu Jinglan shook his head helplessly when he heard that it was just a guess. After the fairy crane took them far away, Xiao Mo realized belatedly that he and Chu Jinglan were... very close.

Chu Jinglan still had one hand on his waist, and his back was pressed against Chu Jinglan's chest, as if he was being held in his arms.

Today Xiao Mo was wearing a golden robe. The outer garment was made of cloud brocade woven as thin as a cicada's wing, and the hem of the robe was embroidered with ginkgo leaves in gold thread. The wind blew up the hem of the robe, which looked like dancing fallen leaves in autumn, and it looked very beautiful together with the silver clouds on Chu Jinglan's clothes.

The light gold belt tied Xiao Mo's waist to create a perfect line, and was held in it by Chu Jinglan's bony hands, which was indescribably eye-catching and aroused people's reverie.

But at the critical moment, who paid attention to this? Only when they were far away from the battlefield where the pressure was raging, Xiao Mo patted Chu Jinglan's hand and said, "It's okay, you can let go now."

The situation was so natural that Chu Jinglan didn't notice it. He was just trying to steady himself by holding the other person, but when Xiao Mo patted him like that, he suddenly realized how intimate their postures were.

Chu Jinglan paused for a moment, then slowly lowered his arm and released it.

When his arms were empty, he realized that when he had held the person in his arms with one arm, it was not only Xiao Mo who was safe, but also himself.

What’s stable about Xiao Mo is his body, but what’s at peace…is his heart.

It is the peace of mind of having something to protect in one's arms, just like a drifting boat docking at a pier. He is the boat, and Xiao Mo is the pier with lanterns on.

Chu Jinglan looked down at the palm of his hand.

[Ding, mental attack successful, points added——]

For the first time ever, the word "加" got stuck.

Xiao Mo also discovered this situation.

But soon, the sound continued [+1 point].

Xiao Mo:?

One point? It seemed to be the lowest bonus point ever. He hadn't done anything just now, but it wasn't the first time that Chu Jinglan gave himself extra points when he hadn't done anything. But one point...

Never mind. Something is better than nothing.

That's right, Xiao Mo is no longer the poor time traveler who had to work hard for one or two points when he first came here. Now he has no shortage of elixirs and magical instruments, and Chu Jinglan is going to give him a heavenly flute. Xiao Mo's points are already quite abundant, and he even has enough to exchange for his cultivation.

But I still have to save some more, after all, the ratio of exchanging it for cultivation level is really too uncalculated.

The two returned to Tianshui Peak. After a long time, Yingyue's protective formation was deployed. As expected, Fen Xiu escaped with injuries. The sect master knew who he was fighting after the fight. Yingyue Sect informed other forces of Fen Xiu's infiltration. They had thought about taking advantage of Fen Xiu's serious injuries and simply gathering people to go to the Demon Realm to kill him.

But in the next few days, the spies near the Demon Realm said that they did not find any signs of the powerful man returning to the Demon Realm, and they also went to the Demon Realm to inquire about the situation, and it seemed that there was no Demon Lord sitting in the Demon Palace.

Since no trace of the burning of the sect could be found, the plan of killing the sect could not be carried out and had to be put on hold for the time being.

The place where Fen Xiu lived in Yingyue Sect, along with the hilltop, was almost razed to the ground, and the disciples who originally lived there were also assigned other residences. Fortunately, Yingyue Sect had many mountains and no shortage of space.

Without Fen Xiu's disturbance, the air felt much fresher. The sect master and the elders no longer asked about Xiao Mo, but Xiao Mo could sense that some elders actually disliked the demons, but because of Chu Jinglan's attitude and the experience of the Moon Lord, they held back.

In short, life has become much more comfortable, and they can all practice cultivation in peace.

That night, Xiao Mo returned to the sea of ​​consciousness again to train his spiritual consciousness.

While practicing spiritual cultivation in the sea of ​​consciousness, one would occasionally have surprising insights. Xiao Mo walked through the flowers, sat cross-legged in front of a giant tree, and closed his eyes in meditation.

The spiritual light and fluorescent fire on the tree flew to his side and circled gently. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the red lotus seal and the Taoist couple seal on his forehead overlapped, blooming like fire and extremely gorgeous.

The fireflies are flickering on the beauty, and the painting is like a dream.

Xiao Mo was deep in thought today, but without realizing it, he slowly leaned back and fell asleep against the tree trunk.

This shouldn't happen, unless you can realize something while sleeping. But you don't realize anything and you are just dreaming.

Strangely enough, Xiao Mo was clearly aware that he was dreaming, and his perspective switched back and forth between the God's perspective and the first person perspective.

He dreamed that he was running in an unknown place. He was wearing modern clothes and the surroundings were shabby, which was quite different from the welfare home he had stayed in. But before he could take a closer look at the scenery, the next moment, he was sitting in the classroom, writing questions furiously.

I'm still studying mathematics.

Ah, I miss it a little.

Xiao Mo curled the corners of his lips in pleasure.

After finishing a paper, he walked out of the classroom, but suddenly changed into ancient costumes and the scene turned into himself and Chu Jinglan arguing.

He had no idea what they were arguing about, but as they were arguing, he and Chu Jinglan moved to another place and started fighting.

They were not fighting each other, but he and Chu Jinglan were teaming up to fight someone. That person seemed to be wrapped in holy light, and his face could not be seen at all. Miraculously, he actually had a sword in his hand.

Xiao Mo did have a dream of being an oriental hero who traveled the world with a sword, but now that he is very good at using the flute, he thought he would no longer practice the sword art that was incompatible with his inner demon body. Unexpectedly, in his dreams he still wanted to use a sword.

He was watching with great interest at first, but soon discovered something was wrong.

...seems like you can’t beat him?

After a while, he confirmed that he really couldn't win.

Because Chu Jinglan was lying in his arms, covered in blood, dying.

Xiao Mo was stunned.

He didn't hear clearly what Chu Jinglan said to him, but Xiao Mo heard himself in his dream speaking with a trembling voice: "Chu Jinglan, I'm sorry for you. If you hadn't met me... I'm sorry..."

Xiao Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

He quickly stood up and sat up from the tree trunk. The fireflies around him were frightened by him and scattered, but they soon gathered around him again and were very affectionate.

Xiao Mo was awakened, but his soul was still in shock. His inner demon had no heartbeat, but there seemed to be the sound of his heart beating heavily in his head, again and again, disturbing him.

Xiao Mo raised his hand and pressed his chest, and the heart-wrenching sorrow and pain in his chest in the dream were also brought out. He frowned and thought, what a strange dream?

Regardless of what he said in the dream, Chu's terrified look was really... Xiao Mo couldn't help but shiver.

Because he had thought about Chu Jinglan's ending in the original novel many times?

But what he is doing now is to help Chu Jinglan escape from the dead end.

The restlessness in his chest could not be soothed, and the more Xiao Mo thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He immediately flew out of his sea of ​​consciousness and appeared beside Chu Jinglan.

Chu Jinglan was sitting in meditation peacefully on the couch. The lights were on in the room. Tonight he was practicing instead of sleeping. The light shone softly on his face. Chu Jinglan was peaceful, warm, and alive.

Xiao Mo looked at his features under the lamp, and the chaotic beating in his head gradually calmed down. He just looked at Chu Jinglan like this until all the restlessness settled down.

Xiao Mo let out a breath slowly, and his tense body relaxed. He reflected gloomily that it was really easy to encounter anything when cultivating spiritual consciousness. Even though he knew it was fake, there were always moments when he was easily confused, as if he were there himself.

He admitted that he was frightened by Chu Jinglan's blood.

Xiao Mo felt that he probably didn't want to temper his consciousness anymore these days.

He stared at Chu Jinglan for a while, then climbed onto the couch and took a seat in the corner. He hugged his knees with his arms, curled up, and rested his chin on his arms, just staring at the meditating person with his eyes.

Chu Jinglan circulated his spiritual power for several cycles, and when he finished, it was almost time for the sun to rise.

When he opened his eyes, he found Xiao Mo at the end of the couch, curled up and asleep.

Chu Jinglan couldn't help but look at the sky outside the window. It was still too early to wake him up at this time, but sleeping in this position was not comfortable no matter how he thought about it.

This is a comfortable house with a soft bed. It is not a harsh environment of sleeping in the open air, so there is no need to suffer.

After Chu Jinglan hesitated for a moment, he tentatively reached out his hand towards Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo was sleeping very soundly. In the past, the slightest movement from Chu Jinglan would wake him up, but today, Chu Jinglan had already held him in his arms, but he didn't even wake up.

Chu Jinglan was a little surprised himself and could not help but move more gently. The next moment, he picked up Xiao Mo from the couch and walked straight to the bed.

It was only a few steps from the couch to the bed, and it was there in the blink of an eye. Chu Jinglan put Xiao Mo on the bedding and heard his own heartbeat like a drum.

He didn't know for a moment whether he complained that the distance was too short or that the couch and bed had to be some distance apart.

It made him unable to calm down.

*

When the sun was high in the sky, Xiao Mo finally opened his eyes lazily and found himself sleeping in the bed. He was not surprised. He thought without a second thought that it could only be that Chu Jinglan had found a more comfortable bed for him.

It was a rare opportunity for him to stay in bed, and he was not too sleepy yet. He closed his eyes and sent his consciousness out to see if Chu Jinglan was in the mansion.

He discovered that not only was Chu Jinglan there, but also that there was more than just Chu Jinglan. The barrier of Lianwuping had opened again, and Yue Ming and Chu Jinglan had already started fighting.

Just one scan will tell you that the winner is definitely Chu Jinglan again.

Last night, Xiao Mo was too tired to sleep, so he turned over lazily and prepared to sleep for a while.

After two moves outside, the winner was decided, and it turned out that Chu Jinglan was the winner.

He put away his sword, walked to the stone table and poured himself a cup of tea. Yue Ming sat on the floor, looking mad: "Why can't I win? Something is wrong. I always think that trick will work——"

The more he thought about it, the more exhausted he became. He jumped up, ran to the stone table, and gulped down two cups of tea. Only then did he calm down a little.

"I thought I was the best of this generation," he had to admit, "but I never expected you to appear."

Yue Ming talked to herself for a long time, and found that Chu Jinglan didn't say anything. She lowered her eyes and looked at the teacup, as if she was thinking about something. She couldn't help but knock on the cup: "Hey, what are you thinking about? At least say something, otherwise I will seem too long-winded!"

Chu Jinglan glanced at him indifferently, without moving his lips, but his eyes clearly said: Aren't you?

Yue Ming was so angry that she fell backwards.

"Are you thinking of some sword moves? Tell me about them!"

Chu Jinglan wrote down the Moon Lord's Sword Manual and gave it to Yingyue Sect. Yue Ming has also obtained the sword manual and is still studying it. When they are not competing, he will ask Chu Jinglan for advice in writing.

Chu Jinglan: "No."

"So you're worried about something? Tell me more about it. Sometimes people just can't figure things out. I'll help you figure it out so that you won't be distracted during future sparring. I can't let you use this as an excuse to lose to me."

Chu Jinglan has indeed spent a lot of time on a certain problem recently, but he still can't find the answer. He was silent for a moment, looking at the tea in his hand, which was calm, and then he slowly said: "I have a friend..."

Yueming was surprised: "You made friends?"

The tea water rippled a little, and Chu Jinglan raised his eyes coldly.

Yue Ming spread her hands: "Hey, okay, it's not important. Congratulations on making friends even though you're such an iceberg. It won't be your little servant, will it? Hey, don't look at me like that. I won't mention it. Okay, then what?"

Chu Jinglan had already given up hope, but he had already started talking, so he finished first: "Don't worry about who it is. He has encountered a problem recently and wanted to find the answer in the storybook, but he couldn't find the answer."

Yue Mingxin said that the storybook she brought was originally given by Chu Jinglan to a friend, and he said that Chu Jinglan didn't look like someone who liked storybooks.

Yue Ming thought about the types of storybooks she brought with her: "Looking for answers in love storybooks?"

Chu Jinglan: “Yeah.”

Yue Ming said with a hum: "Doesn't this itself explain the problem?"

Chu Jinglan was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"What else can I say? Love stories encompass all the worldly affairs, whether true or false, love and hate, and the answers they can give are inseparable from the word love," Yue Ming made the final decision, "Your friend is definitely in love and has a crush on someone!"

Chu Jinglan only felt a buzzing in his head, the sound of the moon was deafening, catching him off guard, but it also pushed away the clouds and mist, a pair of big hands forcibly opened a closed door, forcing him to see the scene inside the door.

The tea in the cup began to ripple, and when no one was paying attention, it burst out of the cup, creating a tiny but huge splash.

He likes Xiao Mo...? Is he crazy about him, the kind of love he wants to share his true feelings with him under the moonlight?

Do you like to go home with someone holding a lantern?

Do you want to be entangled with him and hold on to his love forever?

yes……

Yes.

That's why he went to look for the answer in the storybook. It was right in front of him. If he didn't know it in the past, how could he not know it now?

Even though he is a demon in my heart, I can't help but fantasize about seeing him every day when I open my eyes, holding his hand and walking with him forever.

What is the difference between him, Chu Jinglan, and the characters in the novels?

In every hardship, every most difficult moment, there is a ray of light that Xiao Mo gives to himself:

When they first met in the bamboo forest, the two young men, each with his own temper, quarreled all day long.

Chu Jinglan had never been so angry with anyone before, but he was always easily provoked by Xiao Mo.

It was when he was deposed and everyone couldn't wait to set their eyes on him, and Xiao Mo's back stood in front of him;

It was Xiao Mo who accompanied him to bury his mother and handed him the blood-stained peach blossom hairpin that he had secretly hidden.

It was during the days and nights after he was deposed that Xiao Mo stayed with him, helped him kill people, and took care of him when he was sick;

It was the sound of the flute that caressed his sobs in the house where his mother could no longer be welcomed;

It was Xiao Mo who forced it into his palm when he was in excruciating pain while repairing his Dantian.

And Chu Jinglan had an extra flower in his hand.

In every bit of warmth, there is a touch of sweetness given by Xiao Mo:

It is the Youye Tan that Xiao Mo pinned on his waist with a smile, it is a bowl of delicious longevity noodles, it is the sweet licorice flowers on the mountain path, it is Xiao Mo lying on his back under the moon, cautiously but with a little expectation, walking through the night and welcoming the rising of the new sun.

It is the couple seal they carved on each other's forehead;

It was Xiao Mo's fingertips that touched his own. He spoke with a smile and said, "Chu Jinglan, you can do it."

Xiao Mo beside him changed from a ball of black mist into an incomparably handsome young man, and blew from the magic sound of birds flying away in the thousands of mountains to the twinkling little stars, and then from the little stars one by one, he blew out a galaxy full of brilliant light.

Chu Jinglan walked through the flowers and saw Xiao Mo's leisurely figure at the end.

He now knew what he wanted.

He wanted to hold those hands and never let go.

I don’t know the emotions or the details, but if I know my heart, I will be committed to it and never waver.

His heart is as cold as ice today and he refuses to speak. But when he knows his heart is moved, thousands of years of accumulated snow will collapse, and the mighty and unstoppable force will make him give as much as a heart can hold.

Chu Jinglan finally knew where to place Xiao Mo. He raised his hands and held Xiao Mo carefully and solemnly against his chest.

Chu was shocked, it turned out that this was love, this was joy.

He thought that he would never be able to fall in love with anyone, and his heart was already riddled with holes by the cruel wind. He only wanted to resist all the winds, to be indestructible and no longer get hurt. But apart from the frost and cold wind, he forgot that there was also spring breeze in the world.

It sheds its leaves in March and blooms its flowers in February.

The night fell on the bank of Honglian Lake, and the flowers had already bloomed. Every bit of his and Xiao Mo's experience turned into nutrients, blooming into infinite splendor.

Only today did he clear the fog and finally understand his own heart.

Chu Jinglan, you are happy with Xiao Mo.

With a "crack", Chu Jinglan crushed the cup in his hand.

[Spiritual attack successful, points added, added——]

The reminder sound was stuck again, and this time it was stuck for a long time.

After a long time, there was a loud noise.

[Exceeding the evaluation limit, exceeding the evaluation limit, converted to infinity, the host's current points are infinite! 】