Chapter 93

When they passed through that door, they would naturally realize that they had arrived at the ninth level.

Not many people have been to the ninth floor. According to the descriptions of those who have been there, it seems that everyone sees a different view, so there is no map of the ninth floor.

Every time the Nine Secret Pagoda is opened, it would be good if one or two people could enter the ninth floor at the same time. They basically have no chance of meeting each other, but occasionally there will be situations where several people meet on the ninth floor.

But what is strange is that the scenery is actually different in the eyes of two people who meet at the same time. In one person's eyes, it may be towering mountains, while in the eyes of another person, it may be rippling blue seas.

At the same time and in the same place, they were standing on different grounds.

I don’t know what kind of scenery the person who gets the Golden Silk Map will see.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan landed in an elegant courtyard.

After landing, Xiao Mo immediately spread out his spiritual consciousness and asked the system to scan, confirming that Fen Xiu was not nearby. Only then did he feel slightly relieved.

There are winding corridors, pavilions and towers. The courtyard is not small. It has everything from a main hall to a backyard. Everything is exquisite and beautiful, but it is not so big that it is empty and lonely. It is perfect for a walk.

The flowers in the back garden were in full bloom, but Xiao Mo had no leisure to enjoy the beauty at the moment. After confirming that Fen Xiu was not nearby, Chu Jinglan spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his clothes red.

Xiao Mo hurriedly grabbed him, took him to the nearest house, and quickly took out the pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Even Chu Jinglan didn't know that Xiao Mo had been promoted to the state of distraction this time. Chu Jinglan took the medicine, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing. Xiao Mo thought about it and suppressed his breath back to Yuan Ying.

He broke through from the peak of Yuanying to the peak of Fenshen in one breath. Even if he was the most special inner demon, this was difficult to explain. He could only pretend that he used some secret method to improve his cultivation in a short period of time, and after a period of time, he would return to his original state.

Chu Jinglan's cultivation level, which had been raised to the level of distraction after taking the medicine, gradually declined over time. When he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, Xiao Mo went out and set up several sensing arrays outside, so that as long as the breath of an outsider entered the area within a hundred miles, there would be an immediate reaction.

Chu Jinglan took a long time to regulate his breathing, and half a day passed before he finally opened his eyes.

Xiao Mo was sitting by the window, where he could see everything at a glance. Chu Jinglan's breath sank, and Xiao Mo immediately turned around and asked, "How is it?"

His injuries had not yet fully healed, but when being on the ninth floor with Fen Xiu, Chu Jinglan was concerned about Xiao Mo and his safety, and did not dare to completely ignore them and enter into meditation.

The pain and murderous intent from the recent battle still surged in his mind from time to time, and he couldn't help his nervousness.

"Much better." Chu Jinglan said.

Xiao Mo understood, that is, he was not fully recovered.

The protective seal can prevent fatal injuries at the critical moment, but it cannot withstand all injuries. Xiao Mo reached out and held Chu Jinglan's wrist, feeling his pulse. He was injured, and his spiritual power was rapidly lost after taking an excessive amount of spiritual medicine to enhance his cultivation. He needed to recuperate for two or three days.

Chu Jinglan placed his hands quietly on his knees without moving, and on his wrists he could feel the cool warmth of Xiao Mo. He asked, "Did you use any secret method to distract your spirit just now? Will it cause any damage?"

Xiao Mo admitted: "Yes, it's a secret method. It won't cause any damage, but it won't last long."

Xiao Mo found out Chu Jinglan's physical condition and let go of his hand: "So I can't directly possess you to defeat him. Fortunately, I have separated from him for the time being, so maybe we won't run into each other again."

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "But maybe we will meet again."

"Then you should take good care of your injuries and practice hard." Xiao Mo, "If you take the medicine and reach the peak of Yuanying, you can fight him for a few moves. If you really break through to the Severing Spirit Stage, then you will kill him."

It was the same as before, when Xiao Mo believed that Chu Jinglan's Dantian could be repaired. Now he believed that he could really fight to the peak of the Spirit Severing Realm.

Only he would believe in himself so unconditionally, as if in Xiao Mo's eyes, Chu Jinglan could do anything.

But when Chu Jinglan failed or was injured, Xiao Mo was not disappointed or devastated at all. He was just anxious and worried. He would supervise him to recover and stay by his side.

How could you not like someone like this?

Chu Jinglan's tense strings slowly relaxed at Xiao Mo's fearless words. Xiao Mo saw his shoulder line relax, and poked his shoulder with the flute: "Go to sleep for a while, don't worry about anything else for the time being." He half-jokingly said, "If Fen Xiu really calls, I will wake you up immediately and won't give you a chance to be lazy, so sleep well now, okay?"

Chu Jinglan swallowed the taste of medicine and blood in his mouth and slowly exhaled: "...Okay."

He lay down, but didn't close his eyes immediately. Xiao Mo waved the flute in his hand and said, "Why are you still looking at me?"

Chu Jinglan looked at Xiao Mo's eyes intently, as if gently sweeping his face with a gentle force. Xiao Mo curled his fingers under such a gaze, feeling uncomfortable: "Hmm?"

Amid his doubts and urging syllables, Chu Jinglan finally spoke slowly: "Don't take the risk of using the inner demon spirit to kill again."

Chu Jinglan's gaze seemed to have substance. Xiao Mo wanted to say something casually, but seeing Chu Jinglan's focused and calm eyes, he couldn't open his mouth to say it. At this moment, Chu Jinglan's eyes framed him completely, as if she was carefully and solemnly circling her most important treasure.

The look in his eyes made Dong Qingzhu in Xiao Mo's heart start to breathe violently again for no reason.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but reach out and cover Chu Jinglan's eyes.

"...I'll tell you not to worry about it. Go to sleep."

Chu Jinglan moved his lips, but Xiao Mo covered his eyes and tapped his shoulder with the flute. Chu Jinglan didn't say anything in the end.

After a while, Xiao Mo gently moved his hand away, and Chu Jinglan had fallen asleep.

Xiao Mo looked at his sleeping face and raised his hand to touch his chest.

Because he has no heart, when he encounters some emotional reactions, he is indeed different from the human body. When Chu Jinglan looked at him like that just now, he thought it was the Dong Qing Pearl that was surging, but is it really only the Dong Qing Pearl that is surging?

If I have a dirty heart here...and it's beating, is it his heart?

Xiao Mo suddenly felt even more uncomfortable. He looked at Chu Jinglan again. Chu Jinglan was sleeping peacefully, but the more he looked at her, the more he felt he couldn't calm down. Finally, he stood up, walked outside, sat on the steps at the door with his knees hugged, looking at the flowers and plants and trying to calm down.

Xiao Mo thought: We have finally reached the ninth floor. This is a good opportunity for Chu Jinglan to practice. Fen Xiu must not interrupt us again. The look in Chu Jinglan's eyes just now - stop, your thoughts have wandered again. Let's get back to the main business.

There is only one month left before the pagoda is open, which means it will be a year on the ninth floor. Ah, it seems that this is not the first time that Chu Jinglan has looked at me like this - stop, why are you looking away again!

Xiao Mo couldn't sit still any longer, so he stood up and paced around the yard, his mind switching back and forth between the business and the three words "Chu Jinglan". It was obvious that Chu Jinglan appeared more often. He paced around for a long time, and the system spoke: "Host, I detected that your emotions are fluctuating and chaotic. Do you need to chat with me?"

Even the address has changed from "you" to "you", which makes us closer.

After Xiao Mo broke through his distraction, the emotional panel of the system was completely unlocked. Compared to before when Xiao Mo would poke and squeak, now his emotions and words are obviously richer, and he will even take the initiative to come and chat.

Maybe it’s better to talk to people, or the system, but Xiao Mo himself doesn’t know where to start: “Forget it, I can’t even figure it out myself.”

"What are you worried about?" If it was because of what just happened, the system said, "Fen Xiu's appearance is nothing. He can't kill Chu Jinglan without overcoming his inner demon tribulation."

"Of course he can't kill Chu Jinglan," Xiao Mo thought without hesitation, "but I wouldn't feel good if Chu Jinglan got hurt."

"No, that's not what's bothering me."

System: “Oh?”

Xiao Mo's pace slowly came to a halt, his clothes swaying slightly, then slowly coming to a stop. Xiao Mo stayed still for a moment before he managed to utter a few words with great difficulty: "The look in his eyes just now, when I think about it carefully, I always feel that..."

"No, it's me... it's me. Because of his look, my mind is now filled with him for no apparent reason. It's so weird, I can't calm down at all."

System: "It shows that you really care about him."

"I always thought that being with him was the right place for me, so I naturally cared about him." Xiao Mo murmured, "But I still felt something was wrong."

Something is missing.

What's missing?

Xiao Mo started to do the questions right there, analyzing them bit by bit: Is it the degree to which he cares about Chu Jinglan? That's definitely not it, then is it the degree to which he understands the relationship between the two? Yes, because of Chu Jinglan's look, he started to think about him all over his mind, and even dug up every little thing from the past. It's him who is wrong.

Xiao Mo explained to the system again. After selecting from various options, the system made a suggestion: "I have searched for a method that shows human emotions. It comes from an emotion column on a certain big world network. This method is recommended. If you can't tell the difference, then choose the method of substituting others and see if you will feel jealous."

Jealousy applies to many relationships, not just lovers. Family and friends may also feel jealous occasionally. Xiao Mo hasn't figured it out yet: "Okay, let's give it a try."

System: "First, what would you do if he had other friends?"

Xiao Mo immediately said: "That's great. I hope he can make more friends and not be so lonely."

"Next, if he has another brother?"

"Ditto." Xiao Mo said without blinking, "It's more reassuring to know that we are loyal to each other."

"Next, what if there are other family members?"

Xiao Mo: "As long as he recognizes it and feels that we can treat each other sincerely, it would be great if there were many people at home and it was lively and bustling during the holidays."

"That leaves one last thing," the system asked, "what if he has a lover?"

Xiao Mo's conditioned reflex: "It can't be Su Baimo!"

System: "Yeah, it's not Su Baimo, it's someone else."

A long time ago, Xiao Mo had thought that if Chu Jinglan could fall in love with someone in the future, and that person was worthy of his love and someone who truly cared about Chu Jinglan, then there would be nothing wrong with it, and he would definitely raise both hands in approval.

However, this time, when the system asked the question, Xiao Mo was stunned.

Previously, the system had been answering questions quickly, but now that Xiao Mo was stunned, it tried to add to this item: "There will be another person who will go in and out with him, eat and sleep with him. You can no longer occupy Chu Jinglan's position all the time, and you can no longer have a lot of his time and his attention."

"If that's the case, will it make you feel bad?"

There was a flash of confusion in Xiao Mo's eyes. He opened his mouth several times and then slowly closed it again.

He couldn't answer it. He couldn't answer it at all.

System: "Wow, so you—"

"Wait!" Xiao Mo interrupted the system directly, "No, you can't jump to conclusions so quickly."

"Oh, you know what I concluded. Okay, I don't need to tell you."

The system shut up obediently, leaving Xiao Mo in chaos in the wind.

No, no, there must be another explanation. How could it be, how could it be this conclusion?

Xiao Mo turned around and stared at the closed door, emotions churning in his eyes that he himself could not see.

*

Chu Jinglan slept for a whole day. When he woke up, Xiao Mo was squatting in the corner of the room in a daze. When he found Chu Jinglan was awake, he looked over slowly. Chu Jinglan met his eyes, was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked quickly and carefully to his side.

"What happened?" Chu Jinglan asked softly.

Xiao Mo looked at his face quietly, then shook his head. He probably knew that this was not an answer. After a moment, he found a seemingly reasonable excuse for his current situation: "Actually, I'm a little tired, and meditating alone doesn't seem to be enough."

Chu Jinglan immediately said, "Then it's your turn to go to sleep, and I'll keep watch."

Xiao Mo felt that he would not be able to sleep, but since things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet and go along with it. He got up and lay down on the still warm bed.

The bed was actually very large, but Xiao Mo, wrapped in a quilt, still couldn't help but move to the place where Chu Jinglan had just been lying.

Move it over little by little until they overlap.

It’s not for any other reason, it’s because the warm feeling in this quilt is so good that it warms you to the bone.

Lying in such a warm place, Xiao Mo closed his eyes and actually fell asleep.

In the dim light, he seemed to have someone touching his hair, and he didn't know whether it was a dream or an illusion.

Xiao Mo only slept for an hour or two, hiding his worries when he was awake. Anyway, Chu Jinglan didn't know about his entanglement, so Xiao Mo pretended that nothing had happened and they got along as usual, talking and doing things normally.

Chu Jinglan recovered from his injury for three days, and then seized the time to start practicing.

Once a cultivator starts practicing, time will pass very quickly. Even if they don't go into formal seclusion, they will usually meditate and gain enlightenment in two or three days. Xiao Mo felt as if time had gone back to the time when they were in the middle realm and Chu Jinglan's dantian had not recovered, and they were practicing in the spiritual veins of Jinxiu Pavilion.

But compared to that time, Chu Jinglan's practice is now smooth and there is no longer any pain, so the air is not sticky and flows slowly. There is no hardship, but a beautiful yard and blooming flowers.

Likewise, in the small world within their reach, they only have each other.

Xiao Mo stood in the yard, looking at the bees and butterflies touching the flowers. There was warm sunshine above his head, and even the air became lazy.

The years are quiet and good, isn't that what it means?

Xiao Mo was just thinking when Chu Jinglan, who had been practicing in the house for three days, pushed the door open and walked towards him.

Xiao Mo blinked in surprise. He had previously judged Chu Jinglan's aura and thought that he would need to practice for at least ten days before he could come back to his senses. How could it be so fast?

But Chu Jinglan took out several oil paper bags and a large food box from the storage container.

Even Xiao Mo was surprised: What else?

How many of these miscellaneous little things did Chu Jinglan put in his storage container?

He has never been interested in snacks, and it is clear that they are all prepared for Xiao Mo.

After eating, Chu Jinglan put down some storybooks.

Food and storytelling are both things that Xiao Mo likes.

Xiao Mo still didn't dare to admit the words he interrupted these days. He looked at Chu Jinglan putting down the things one by one and said to him, "I will finish my practice every five days at most, collect my spirit and breath, and then enter into a full five days of meditation. You can take these first. If you don't have enough, just take them directly from my storage."

"It's in the area east of the storage container, and it's easy to see."

Chu Jinglan's storage device had no limits for Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo looked at the things on the table, listened to his voice, and hurriedly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Chu Jinglan. His voice was hoarse, but he managed to steady his voice: "Okay."

He was afraid that saying one more word would reveal his emotions, so he only gave a brief answer and then kept his mouth shut.

Chu Jinglan raised his hand, then put it down, and said: "If you want to practice, you should also be careful. Feel free to use the spiritual power of the Dongqing Pearl. If it is used up, you can buy more later. Your consciousness is more important."

Xiao Mo: “…Yeah.”

Being too brief didn't seem good either, so he pinched his palms and tried to squeeze out a sound: "You too, don't be in a hurry, just take it slow."

Chu Jinglan was in front of Xiao Mo, there was no frost, only warm snow, melting in the sunshine: "Okay, I'll continue, see you in five days."

Chu Jinglan turned around and left, and Xiao Mo dared to look up at his back.

Xiao Mo was the only one left in the yard. He opened the food box and then slowly unwrapped the oil paper packages one by one. There were precious spiritual foods inside. He didn't know how many spiritual stones it would cost for a small piece of food. After they became rich, Chu Jinglan was not reluctant at all and gave Xiao Mo the best of everything.

In fact, in every period of time, Chu Jinglan would offer the good things he could get at that time and never let Xiao Mo down.

The last oil paper package contained Xiao Mo’s favorite licorice flower.

Compared with the precious spiritual food, it seems very inconspicuous, but Xiao Mo said he liked it, and what Chu Jinglan picked were all things he liked.

Xiao Mo picked up a licorice flower with his fingers, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

It is still slightly sweet, but the taste can flow into the heart.

My heart feels so sweet, yet sour and astringent, swollen and about to overflow. If my heart is dirty at this moment, how can it bear it? If it can't bear it, it will overflow from other places.

For example, tears might flow out from the eye sockets.

The inner demon has no dirt and tears, but Xiao Mo originally did.

He swallowed the liquorice flower and covered his eyes.

The conclusion drawn by the system, if he interrupted it, the relationship between him and Chu Jinglan...

So that's how he saw it.

He regarded Chu Jinglan as a close friend, a family member, and a place worth returning to, and more.

He also likes Chu Jinglan.

He likes Chu Jinglan.

There was only light between the fingers, no tears, but Xiao Mo's low voice could no longer be suppressed. This was a cry without tears.

How come you understand it only now? We are about to separate, how come you understand it now?

Isn't this just adding to the discomfort?

Xiao Mo's emotions burst out and he couldn't stop them at all. He curled up and squatted beside the table, hugged his arms, and buried his head deeply in his arms. He couldn't cry out tears, and could only tremble and make gasps.

He was not actually in pain. The moment he finally admitted it, his heart was overwhelmed with a feeling he had never experienced before. It was clearly the fallen leaves that had finally found their home, and the flowers that had blossomed on the branches, so beautiful and in full bloom, but he just wanted to cry and couldn't control it at all.

Chu Jinglan, Chu Jinglan.

You want to draw a mark on my forehead and plant flowers in my heart.

How can there be someone as nice as you?

But we are about to separate, and this is not the right time for you to know these words.

Xiao Mo's shoulders were shaking for a long time before he slowly raised his eyes with red eyes as he looked at the things on the table next to him.

He must hide his thoughts and not add burden to Chu Jinglan when they are about to part. He will deal with Chu Jinglan as usual. No problem, he can bear it.

He thought it was okay, fortunately Chu Jinglan was different from him, Chu Jinglan didn't like him yet, so he wouldn't be too hurt by their separation.

Fortunately, it didn't cause him too much trouble.