Chapter 68: Rebellion against the Immortal (9) He is your nemesis.
"Brother, I won't kill you."
Xuanxiu looked at the man in front of him, estimated the time Mingyao would arrive, and a smile appeared in his eyes again.
"Among the ten mirrors, you only have a trace of consciousness. What good would it do me to kill you?"
"Your physical body and soul are outside, and your spiritual consciousness will be fine after a few months of cultivation."
"Why should I bother with this?"
Xuanxiu's eyes swept over his brother's consciousness, his smile paused, and his voice slowed down.
"I'm just a little curious...how did you find Ayao?"
The immortal power in his body was dormant and surging, and he looked at the person in front of him quietly.
After parting in Shuangli Town, Mingyao was ill, his soul was unstable, and his relationship with Xuanhui was severed. How did he know Mingyao's whereabouts?
Xuan Hui's consciousness was suppressed by Xuan Xiu's immortal power, as if he was carrying a heavy weight.
After hearing his question, there was silence for a moment. Behind him, Xianshu suddenly moved, and the breath of his inner demon surged out.
Xuan Hui exhaled, his brows stern as he stared directly at the person before him, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Of course, it's to exorcise demons."
"Miao Miao Immortal Lord, you don't take the responsibility of the Immortal Mountain to heart, but others don't. The demon world is in chaos now, and the demonic aura here is the heaviest. Ten mirrors have also appeared in the world."
"Guess why I'm here?"
Their eyes met, both of them filled with disgust and hostility.
Under the confrontation——
"Ah Yao's husband? Why are you here?"
Hearing the sound behind him, Xuanxiu lowered his eyes and waved his hand to force the spiritual consciousness in front of him back to the place he had chosen to rest.
Turning around, he saw Mingyao with a bad look on his face.
"Ayao."
When Mingyao heard the familiar voice, he thought it was an illusion. He looked up in a daze and saw Xuanxiu.
I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that Immortal Lord Miaomiao was really powerful. He teleported here in just a short while.
He ran over quickly, and halfway through, he bumped into the shoulder of Xuanxiu who was also running towards him.
It hurts so much.
Mingyao's first reaction was to let out a low cry of pain.
Xuanxiu's eyes narrowed slightly. He bent down to move her hand away from her forehead, then reached out and rubbed her red forehead with his immortal power: "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore." Ming Yao shook his head. He could naturally feel the effect of the immortal power. It was just a bump, not that serious.
After recovering, she leaned back half a step embarrassedly, reached out and touched the place where she was hit, and glanced at Xuanxiu's face. She inexplicably remembered his previous accusation... Ahem, she asked some questions about ascension, which shouldn't be considered bullying him.
Even in broad daylight, in public, she couldn't ask him directly.
Rubbing his forehead in thought, Mingyao's gaze just passed over his shoulder and fell on Xianshu, who was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.
Xuanxiu didn't answer Yan Chen's question, but he didn't reveal his true face. He just walked to the edge of the deep pool as if nothing had happened, and protected Xianshu who was regulating his breathing.
Above the cold pond, Xianshu's inner demonic aura was manifested in ten mirrors, and Mingyao could see it clearly.
When he saw this, he remembered the conversation between Yan Chen and Chu Dianqing just now, and he was slightly distracted and started thinking about what was in the mirror.
Becoming a demon due to the obsession with ascension?
If her guess is true, combined with what happened in later generations, the idea of Yan Chen killing Xian Shu might have started to sprout from this time.
Mingyao was contemplating the plot of the story and didn't notice that Xuanxiu's gaze on her face was gradually becoming strange.
Suddenly someone poked my cheek.
Mingyao looked blankly at Xuanxiu who was making trouble in front of her and poking the soft flesh on her face.
What... is this doing?
"Who are you looking at, Ah Yao?" The man in front of her pinched her gently again, then let go. His black eyes reflected her dazed look, and a hint of a smile appeared on his face, but he didn't look very happy. "You're so lost in thought."
Who else can I see?
Mingyao was puzzled by his knowing question: "...reading a book. What's wrong? Can't I read it?"
Mingyao said this without any intention of questioning, because there were too many rules in the Ten Mirrors, and she really didn't understand whether she had violated any taboo or something when reading the envy book just now, so she asked for advice.
It’s just that the speaker is unintentional, but the listener takes it seriously.
Xuanxiu, who knew that a wisp of Xuanhui's consciousness was possessed by Xianshu, was obviously the one with ulterior motives.
He lowered his eyes to hide his expression: "What if I say you can't look?"
The longer Mingyao's eyes were on that man, the more he could not help but feel murderous.
Xuan Hui is the person Ming Yao personally admitted to having loved.
This constant desire to make the other person disappear from this world forever tormented him repeatedly.
The evil spirit is surging.
"Then don't watch it."
A crisp and decisive voice sounded beside Xuanxiu's ear.
Mingyao had no idea what Xuanxiu was thinking. He just thought that he really shouldn't stare at the people in the ten mirrors. After taking another look at Xianshu, he quickly looked away.
He took a step closer to Xuanxiu and asked cautiously, "Will something bad happen if I stare at you for too long?"
"I've been watching a lot of people here, including Yan Chen and Chu Dianqing. There won't be any problems, right?"
Xuanxiu raised her eyes and looked at Mingyao. There was no other meaning in her eyes, as if she believed everything he said.
"It's just Xianshu. He and you have a conflicting destiny."
Xuanxiu spoke nonsense.
Mingyao, however, believed it without a doubt and asked seriously, "Can the illusion also defeat me?"
Xuanxiu nodded: "It will ruin your luck."
Mingyao's expression suddenly became nervous, and he lowered his head to carefully recall whether he had had much contact with Xianshu in the illusion.
After thinking about it for a while, I finally felt relieved. Fortunately, it didn't happen.
"What did you want to talk to me about earlier?" Xuanxiu changed the subject without blushing or beating his heart.
Mingyao was about to suggest changing the place to talk.
Behind Xuanxiu, Yan Chen, who had been protecting Xianshu, cried out in surprise and slammed the fuse open: "Senior Sister Dianqing, Xianshu has been attacked by the evil spirit. Come quickly!"
Mingyao subconsciously looked over again.
He didn't dare to look at Xian Shu, but only at Yan Chen. He saw that Yan Chen had become as haggard as before, and was trying hard to suppress the fierce backlash of demonic energy from Xian Shu with his spiritual power.
On the other side, Chu Dianqing came quickly.
Her spiritual power was superior to Yan Chen's. With her help, the sudden incident was quickly suppressed.
This was the first time Yan Chen had faced such a thing. Even after it calmed down, he was still stunned for a long time. He asked blankly: "The rebellious immortal was destroyed last night, why is he still being attacked by the inner demon?"
Chu Dianqing looked much more haggard and thinner. After she stood up, she rubbed her brows and spoke, but did not directly answer Yan Chen's question: "I will go down the mountain soon to eliminate the rebellious immortals with Xuanqing. I will not have time to control you all the time. If you can't let him go, then marry him."
"Marriage?" Yan Chen looked up in a daze.
"When cultivators marry, they share both fortune and risks. After the marriage, you can share the remaining demonic energy in him. However, such a thing naturally requires your willingness."
After hearing this, Yan Chen pursed his lips and did not speak for a while.
Behind her, Xian Shu, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly. Chu Dianqing noticed it, but did not say anything to remind him.
It only took a few breaths.
Yan Chen agreed: "Okay."
Mingyao frowned subconsciously. It was really hasty for Yan Chen to only think about such an important matter for a short while.
But the matter is settled, and there is no room for maneuver.
As the winds rise and the clouds surge, the past events in the ten mirrors also flow.
In just a short moment, Yu Mingyao's world changed.
The feeling of time passing by before her eyes but excluding her was not as cool as she had imagined. Instead, it made her feel a little detached.
When she came to her senses, raindrops were falling. Xuanxiu took out an umbrella from somewhere and stood beside her holding it.
It’s that fairy temple again.
For monks in the immortal mountains, it is not difficult to become a Taoist couple, as there are not as many red tapes as between mortals.
It was pretty much the same as when Mingyao and Xuanhui got married.
The slight difference is that Yan Chen and Xian Shu chose the Immortal Temple in Gumang City as the place to swear an oath with blood.
Yan Chen had always wanted to marry Xian Shu.
Now Mingyao looked at her but could not see any joy on her face.
Getting married is like visiting a grave.
"If you don't want to, there's no need to force yourself." Xian Shu lowered his head and coughed lightly a few times. Looking at the statue of immortal in front of him, he remembered the bloody night.
"No compulsion." Yan Chen lowered his eyes, lit a stick of incense, and then took out two red threads from his sleeve. "I know what's on your mind, so I asked for the red threads. I swear by the red threads that we will make a wish together."
As he spoke, Yan Chen raised his head and looked at the statue of the immortal god: "Live and die together, break the mirror together, until we reach the Mahayana stage, and seek to ascend."
"Violators will die."
Such a vow carries a desperate promise, lacking the tenderness of a vow of eternal love. It does not seem like a vow between a husband and wife, but more like a curse.
Xian Shu quietly took the red string from her hand, but did not put it on Yan Chen. After a long while, he murmured, "Why bother making such a vicious oath? My talent is not as good as yours. Now that I have suffered this hardship, if I want to ascend..."
Even before he finished speaking, his meaning was clear.
Yan Chen tied the red string around his wrist first: "...Make a promise. I'll make the first two promises, and you make the last two."
This time Xianshu did not refuse.
Mingyao felt a little uncomfortable watching them, she just felt that they were a pair of resentful lovers. She turned her head away and didn't look at them any more. She stepped on the puddles on the ground from time to time, totally confused about the intention of the person who put her into the ten mirrors.
Xuanxiu watched seriously, not out of curiosity. He stared at Xuanhui's consciousness in Xianshu's body, suppressing him from showing up at will.
Now the memories in the ten mirrors have reached their final stage.
The same aura as the key that can suppress the rebellious immortal power in Mingyao's body has already shown signs of origin.
Xuanxiu glanced at the red string that Yan Chen was holding on Xianshu's hand.
"Sister, do you want to have your fortune told this time?"
After the two have made their wishes, they will get married.
The little monk Mingyao had met had grown into the same appearance as when she first met him.
It seems that Yan Chen and Xian Shu did not get married immediately after what happened that year.
Calculate the age of the young monk.
This is... a ten-year gap?
Yan Chen obviously didn't recognize the young monk anymore. He was about to refuse, but when he glanced at the red rope on his wrist, he changed his mind: "Then count it as a hang."
The young monk's eyes lit up, he took out the bowl and looked at Xianshu without waiting for her to speak.
Xianshu took the initiative to leave. When he passed by where Mingyao and Xuanxiu were standing, he didn't even glance at them, as if he couldn't see them. He stood aside with an umbrella, waiting for the people inside to come out.
Mingyao was a little surprised, and Xuanxiu explained to her softly, "You are overwhelmed by the power of the immortals, and you haven't entered the game yet, so this is what happened."
Over there, the young monk calculated very quickly.
"You will kill your husband." The young monk spoke without restraint, without hiding anything.
Mingyao was horrified when he heard this. Wouldn't it be asking for a fight if he said such a hexagram out loud?
If it were according to Yan Chen's previous personality, he would have jumped around and cursed.
Now, Yan Chen did not say anything.
Beside Mingyao, Xuanxiu smiled gently.
"What are you laughing at?" Mingyao looked up and asked him.
Xuanxiu shook his head, looked towards Gumang City shrouded in mist and rain, and changed the subject.
"While we still have time, and the memories here have come to an end, Ayao, do you want to go drink and enjoy the rain with me?"
Is this possible?
Mingyao paused and thought for a moment, and found that it seemed possible. The days in the ten mirrors before did not restrict her freedom. At least in the fairy mountain, she could stroll around.
Moreover, she had just watched a not-so-joyful marriage ceremony, and she happened to be feeling a little depressed, so she could also take the opportunity to inquire about matters related to ascension.
A momentary impulse.
Xuanxiu waited quietly for Mingyao to think, without urging him.
Since something that can suppress the rebellious immortal aura in Mingyao's body has appeared, he naturally has to go and get it to take a look.
However, among the ten mirrors, the red string in Xianshu's hand was the key to this memory. Taking it by force would likely lead to disaster. Furthermore, Xuanhui's consciousness was possessing Xianshu, so he would have to be on guard against his presence, which would be troublesome.
It would be better to take advantage of the time that is still available in the ten mirrors and spend some time away from Mingyao.
Wait for a moment.
Thinking of the almost invisible silk thread in Xianshu's hand, Xuanxiu's lips curled up unconsciously again.
That magic weapon belongs to Chu Dianqing.
It can be used to detect human voices, requires very little spiritual power, and is very useful.
In the past, when Chu Dianqing had to leave in a hurry, he would use this magic weapon to monitor his every move. He was very familiar with it.
Obviously, Xianshu had heard what the young monk had just said about murdering her husband.
couple.
Suspicion, deception, hypocrisy... combined with love, it's ridiculous.
A moment of distraction.
Mingyao also made up his mind and accepted Xuanxiu's invitation.
I found a restaurant and ordered some side dishes.
"How can this illusion be so real?" Mingyao took a sip of wine and his throat felt numb from the spiciness.
"Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to become a sacred object in the demon world." Xuanxiu picked up some sweet meat for her.
Mingyao didn't eat, but drank some wine, hoping to give herself courage. Otherwise, if she rashly asked about "ascension", she really wouldn't know where to start.
It went back and forth like this.
He drank quite a bit of wine, but didn't ask a single question.
The dinner ended in a daze, and the two found a house to live in.
Mingyao didn't expect that he could drink so much that he could even make Xuanxiu fall down.
Helped Xuanxiu half into the house.
She was so tired that she wanted to leave after shaking Xuanxiu off, but Xuanxiu grabbed her wrist.
"Why is Ah Yao always staring at Xian Shu today?"
Asked in a soft voice.
Why are you still asking this?
Mingyao turned back and looked at Xuanxiu, somewhat suspecting that he was pretending to be drunk.
But Xuanxiu's face turned red due to drinking. His eyes were blurry and he looked a little silly.
My heart softened.
"Because he's possessed by a demon." Mingyao answered him honestly.
Curious, Mingyao added silently. He thought he'd appeased her this way.
But Immortal Lord Miaomiao frowned and said, "I have also been born a demon."
As he spoke, the mark of the inner demon appeared on his forehead, and the aura around him suddenly became unfriendly.
If it were in the past, Mingyao would probably be afraid.
However, although the bait that Chao Qulai had planted before was able to be untied under the influence of the immortal power, Mingyao's threshold for Xuanxiu was also raised a lot. When he saw the mark of the inner demon, his heart skipped a beat at first.
Then, it became even funnier—
so what?
Could he eat her, or kill her?
What's the comparison?
The man in front of her has placed his life and property on her shoulders. If she is unhappy and her immortal power is completely drained, he will have no way out but death.
Realizing this, Mingyao plucked up her courage and, imitating Xuanxiu's previous gesture of poking her face, also poked the mark on his forehead: "So what? What do you want?"
Xuanxiu's eyes dimmed, and the mark she had pressed down began to stir.
The blush on her face spread all the way down to her neck.
His voice was low and his eyes were serious.
"This demon was born because of Ayao, and I think Ayao is responsible for me."
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