Chapter 72: Rebellion against the Immortal (Thirteen) “Try with me, it will be more comfortable.”…
"Yan Chen, I'm sorry for you."
Mingyao stood frozen at the doorway, not moving, staring at the ball of light.
It was this thing that deceived her into marrying Xuan Hui, deceived her into being able to go home, and deceived her into willingly dying.
Resisting the urge to push the door open and settle the score, Mingyao muttered to himself, this was in one of the ten mirrors, who knows how many years ago, going in would only interfere with the truth and would be of no use.
So, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive.
Although maybe even the time travel was caused by this thing, she was trapped here for hundreds of years, experienced the cold violence of the immortal mountain monks, and was thrown into a ghost town, almost losing her life.
But…be patient at this moment.
Mingyao's hands were tightly gripping the door, his body was shaking slightly, his mind was full of the hard days he had lived after crossing over. As he thought about it, his emotions inevitably fluctuated, his eyes became red, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Now is not the time to cry, but the emotion has reached the point where the tears cannot be stopped. Mingyao clenched his back teeth tightly, trying his best to lock the tears firmly in his eye sockets.
The bad news was that she had a hard time enduring it, but the good news was that she was slightly nearsighted, and now with the light of her tears, she could see the situation in front of her more clearly.
Inside the house, dust was swaying and scattered all over the house.
It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time.
Yan Chen lay quietly on the bed, the ball of light stopped at the center of his eyebrows, and the strands of silk threads in it were entangled in his sea of consciousness, trembling slightly like a wriggling worm.
Mingyao felt nauseous when seeing this.
Xian Shu stayed beside Yan Chen. He lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Chen with a complicated expression: "...Yan Chen, just consider it as a debt I owe you. After I ascend, I will definitely pay you back."
Mingyao didn't understand what he said, and was not sure whether Xianshu could see the small ball of light.
But she didn't have time to speculate any further.
Over there, after a few breaths, the small ball of light retracted its tentacle-like silk threads and floated back into Xianshu's hands.
Is this thing his?
Mingyao's brain was still affected by the residual power of the rebellious immortal from his previous dream, and it hurt a little.
I saw the ball of light disappear in Xianshu's palm.
Another thought arose in his mind - or... this small ball of light was "borrowed" to him.
Just like with Xuan Hui...
Who lent it to them?
The house was quiet.
Not long after, Yan Chen woke up. After a few breaths of hazy eyes, the previous gloomy look was swept away. Seeing Xianshu guarding her side, her eyes curved and a smile appeared on her face. She said jokingly: "Why do you have to stay with me even when I am regulating my breathing, Xianshu, you can't live without me anymore."
Mingyao could see clearly, and Xianshu's expression relaxed and softened. "Yeah, I was afraid you'd run away, so I had to keep a close eye on you."
It was clearly sweet talk, but Mingyao felt uneasy.
Yes, Xianshu’s previous look was not because he was afraid that Yan Chen would run away.
"Only one ascends in a thousand years."
The questions Yan Chen asked in the dream just now came into Mingyao's thoughts.
Xianshu once killed a demon from his fellow disciple, and he has been obsessed with ascension to the point of obsession.
If he takes the thousand-year ascension seriously, his talent is not bad, but it is not outstanding either. Yan Chen may be his only chance.
Naturally, I won't let her leave.
Maybe they had a conflict before, which made Yan Chen unhappy, so Yan Chen wanted to pull her away with that look on his face. But now, Yan Chen has reconciled with him, as if he has completely lost his memory... Is it the work of that little light ball?
Ming Yao looked stunned. This made sense. The little light ball was good at making up stories. It made up a story about traveling through a book to trick her, and now it might be able to make up a story to trick Yan Chen.
She didn't go in again.
He walked back in a daze, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
Why are they always the ones who get cheated?
Tears without any emotion wet my eyelashes.
Mingyao bumped into someone in a daze.
The person who was bumped into didn't scold her or say anything, he just stopped.
Mingyao didn't even look up, but put her head directly against his heart. His heart was so close to him, and it was beating so fast, thump thump, something inside was beating so fast.
"Ayao, do you know who I am?"
A gentle voice came from above. As Immortal Lord Miaomiao spoke, he reached out and wiped away her tears.
"I don't know." Mingyao listened to his heartbeat, without looking up or avoiding his outstretched hand, and deliberately spoke in a sarcastic tone.
There was a faint scent of bitter orange on his body, and he didn't say a word even after being bumped into, just standing there. Who else could it be but Immortal Lord Miaomiao?
This person always likes to ask questions even though he already knows the answer.
Testing and confirming all the time.
It's really strange. She is the one who left her hometown, has no one to rely on, and can easily die. Why is he so cautious?
According to the classic traditional script, even if he developed feelings for her, shouldn't he follow the script of a domineering president forcing love on her?
Mingyao looked up at him.
There was the usual gentleness of a year old in the eyes and brows of Immortal Lord Miaomiao, but upon closer inspection, one could also see some subtle paranoia.
"What are you looking at, Yao?" he asked, revealing his happiness that was hard to conceal.
He liked that her eyes and attention were always on him.
"Look at you." Mingyao coaxed him perfunctorily.
After the incident with the little light ball, she was in a bad mood. Perhaps it was Yan Chen's lack of defense against Xian Shu that reminded her of the situation when she faced Xuan Hui in the past. If she had been more vigilant, it would have been better. She couldn't help but blame herself.
So much so that looking at Xuanxiu in front of him made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"You won't lie to me, will you?" she murmured.
Xuanxiu didn't say anything. He noticed Mingyao's abnormality and stepped back a little. He bent down to look Mingyao in the eye, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "How dare I lie to you."
An answer that Mingyao didn't expect.
She originally thought that Miaomiao, who always loved to coax her, would coax her this time and say that he would never lie to her.
Their eyes met.
Mingyao got the answer from Xuanxiu's eyes——
"We're on the same side."
Ah, now I remember that his greatest reliance is in my hands.
The immortal power that made him become Immortal Lord Miaomiao now belongs to him.
In this world that does not belong to her, Xuanxiu took the initiative to stand with her, so they are on the same side.
Some melancholy emotions slowly faded away as he gained 100% control over his immortal power.
Yes, even if I can't go back, I still have my immortal power to rely on. If my body doesn't get better...
Mingyao looked at Xuanxiu fiercely: "If I find out that you lied to me, I will bury you with me."
"Okay." The person in front of me smiled happily with curved eyebrows.
Mingyao frowned, suddenly feeling that her threat was wrong. Burying the ancients with their beloved should be a reward. She paused and changed her words: "What you said before doesn't count. If I find out you've lied to me, I'll kill you myself."
The person in front of him laughed even more happily after hearing what he said, and his beauty couldn't be suppressed.
Mingyao was very upset.
So she stopped talking, turned around and walked angrily towards the front yard, but Xuanxiu caught up with her in two or three steps and followed behind her.
The smiling Immortal Lord walked behind his beloved, the red string on his hand becoming shorter, only two or three inches remaining. This meant that before this scene was over, he would have to find a way to control his feelings for A Yao.
The invincible immortal sighed softly, feeling a little annoyed.
It's really difficult.
**
Spring goes, autumn comes, and winter comes again.
Time flies, seasons change, the speed of the illusion is really strange, and hundreds of years have passed in a flash.
This period of time can be described as a peaceful time, but it would not be quite accurate to say that nothing happened.
Because Chu Dianqing and Xuanqing officially became Taoist couple.
We are one step closer to Xuanxiu's birth.
It's a big deal.
"We won't see your birth in this illusion, right?" Ming Yao curled up in the quilt, looking at Xuanxiu who had just finished a bath and was not afraid of catching a cold, relying on his natural immortal body. He sat by the window, enjoying the night, admiring the snow and drinking tea.
"No." Xuanxiu answered firmly, his eyelashes still raised, "Ten mirrors cannot bear the weight of my birth."
Immortal power and immortal body came to the world at the same time.
The ten mirrors that were imbued with demonic power were unable to withstand such a force.
"Oh, so that's it." Mingyao was a little disappointed.
At first, she was trapped there alone and couldn't help feeling anxious. After Xuanxiu came in to accompany her, she was not in a hurry to go out. She couldn't escape anyway, so she might as well... take a break.
"I also want to see what you looked like when you were young." Mingyao shrank back again.
In fact, Xuanxiu originally wanted to use his magical power to maintain the temperature in the house, but Mingyao particularly missed the warmth of curling up in bed with a thick quilt, so she stopped him.
"Why do you want to see me when I was young?" This time Xuanxiu tilted his head slightly.
"I'm just curious." Ming Yao answered vaguely. She didn't really want to see what Xuanxiu looked like when he was young. She just wanted to see how a ball of immortal energy turned into a human. But it was difficult to talk about it with Xuanxiu, so she quickly changed the subject, "A few days ago, Yan Chen said that Xianshu was about to break through."
From breaking through the incarnation into the Mahayana Mirror, one is only one step away from ascension.
Mingyao sighed a little.
In the past few hundred years, Xianshu has been very diligent, to the point of madness.
To eliminate demons, subdue monsters, and refine elixirs, it takes twelve hours to break it into two halves.
My only thought is to ascend to heaven.
As for Yan Chen, she has never been interested in this. Although she practiced with Xian Shu, her mind was not completely focused on it, so her practice was one step behind Xian Shu.
Her relationship with Xianshu is fine. Apart from the fact that a piece of her memory was taken away by the small light ball, nothing major seems to have changed.
The hexagram of "killing husband" in the temple of immortals was gradually forgotten.
If Xuanxiu hadn't mentioned it occasionally, Mingyao would have almost forgotten it.
However, the way of bringing it up was a bit too abrupt—
Xuanxiu, who was leisurely sipping his tea, paused when Mingyao mentioned this and said, "Then he's probably going to do it again."
"Again?" Mingyao pressed down the quilt and turned over with difficulty to look at him.
"Didn't I tell you? On their wedding day, Xianshu wanted to kill Yanchen."
Mingyao suddenly turned over and sat up: "You didn't say that."
Immortal Lord Miao Miao frankly admitted his mistake: "Then I probably forgot."
Mingyao's mind raced after hearing this shocking news, and he finally remembered the hexagram: "Could it be because of what that young monk said?"
"perhaps?"
"...really... plastic." Ming Yao looked stunned, feeling sorry for Yan Chen. But thinking about what would happen in the future, he became unsure. He asked Xuan Xiu, "But, according to the final outcome, did Yan Chen discover it in advance, turn the tables, and kill Xian Shu?"
She didn't wait for Xuanxiu's answer.
Xuanxiu stood up, pressed him down, and covered her with the quilt again.
These days, the fantasy world is boring, and Immortal Lord Miaomiao is particularly fond of asking about her affairs in the modern world. He asks everything and has no taboos.
From the time she was born in kindergarten and lost a little red flower after being criticized by her teacher, to the time she went to college and traveled through time and space and had not finished her group assignment, she felt like she was being punished.
He asked about every detail about her.
And ever since she heard that Ms. Ming kept watch over her, worried that she would scratch the chickenpox and get scars.
The immortal king also followed suit, guarding her every night and urging her not to stay up late.
Tonight will probably be no exception.
"It's time to go to bed."
Sure enough, Immortal Lord Miaomiao diligently began to urge her to go to bed. Mingyao was a little dissatisfied. In this dream world, what was wrong with staying up late? Why was it necessary to be so rigid?
Just as he was about to retort, he saw Immortal Lord Miaomiao standing there in a strange manner. Normally, he would have gone to turn off the lights.
Ming Yao paused for the rebuttal that was stuck in his throat, and suddenly felt a little nervous: "...Is this the end?"
"...No." Immortal Lord Miaomiao was silent for a moment before returning to her, "Not tonight, but soon."
Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to see that he had not left yet: "So what do you want to say?"
Immortal Lord Miao Miao hesitated for a moment and said, "You said before that after you have ten mirrors, you would consider trying it with me."
Mingyao, who had completely forgotten what he had said, was stunned for a moment, then remembered. Afraid of being discovered, he quickly replied, "I... I still remember."
"Just considering?"
"Yeah." Mingyao nodded hurriedly, not thinking too much about Xuanxiu's words.
"I've asked." After getting her confirmation, the Immortal Lord lowered his eyes and stepped forward.
He had just finished a shower and had a slight scent of soapberries on his body, which was different from his usual smell.
Seeing this, Mingyao suddenly became nervous. He grabbed a corner of the quilt and asked dryly, "What...what did you ask?"
Xuanxiu didn't reply directly, but simply stated the answer he received: "They said that if you're just considering it, then you're probably still a little hesitant about me."
"I should make sure you feel comfortable trying it with me."
"It will be more comfortable than Xuan Hui."
The Immortal Lord approached, his expression serious and his words frank.
Mingyao blushed when he heard this.
You can't blame her. Xuanxiu was only wearing a single piece of clothing. If he suddenly approached her, she could vaguely see him if she lowered her head. It was really not very proper.
Plus the two had close contact.
Mingyao suppressed the restlessness in her heart and took a deep breath. The cold air penetrated deep into her lungs, making her sober up a little. She subconsciously stepped back.
No, that's what he meant by that.
She was just considering whether to have a relationship with him, why did he make it sound so ambiguous?
"No need to confirm anymore, I know it will be... comfortable."
This question could not be asked in detail, Mingyao could only bite the bullet and go along with what he said.
Being in love with someone with Xuanxiu's temper, she could probably bully him and act tyrannically, so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
She muttered to herself.
Xuanxiu's eyelashes trembled when he heard this, and he looked up at her: "Then why are you still considering it?"
“…” Mingyao was speechless.
She couldn't tell him that she actually wanted to put this matter off for a while.
Mingyao racked his brains to think of a solution.
Fortunately, there is always a way out.
Gradually, a chaotic noise came from outside the door——
"Immortal Lord Xianshu is about to break through!"
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