Chapter 66 Chapter 66 "Xuan Yi, you won't be in what? No...
One hundred thousand mountains.
The mountains are stacked up one after another, stretching for thousands of miles.
The lush ancient trees are shrouded in misty fog, revealing a hint of green.
In the hazy and humid fog, a green figure appears and disappears from time to time.
The green embroidered shoes stepped on the muddy and wet ground, leaving behind a series of messy footprints.
The white veil that half covered Biqing's cheeks rose and fell with her steps.
After breathing heavily several times and rolling up her veil, Biqing raised her hand to press down a corner of the white veil to cover her cheek.
Open your hand, and a blue spot in the palm of your hand emits a dazzling light.
Biqing's face lit up with joy, and her steps unconsciously slowed down. From a quick pace at first, she began to walk slowly, until she finally stopped moving forward.
The blue spot in the palm of her hand disappeared, and a familiar gray figure appeared in front of Biqing.
"Xuan Yi!" Biqing called out happily.
Seeing Xuan Yi's furrowed brows and the veil draped diagonally across his face, Bi Qing reached out to help him adjust it, admonishing him, "This place is thick with miasma, and your nose is far more sensitive than mine. Even if this veil is uncomfortable to wear, you absolutely must not remove it. If you inhale too much miasma and become poisoned, it will be very troublesome."
In order to successfully find the artifact in the Ten Thousand Mountains, Biqing made sufficient preparations before going out.
The Shiwan Mountains are extremely mysterious, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and filled with miasma all year round.
Biqing deliberately soaked the veil with potion to prevent her and Xuanyi from inhaling too much miasma, which would endanger their lives.
Although spiritual power can be used for purification, it is ultimately limited, so it is best to save some.
The mountains are filled with towering ancient trees, numerous waterfalls and streams, and home to many creatures that Biqing and Xuanyi have never heard of or seen before.
"We were trapped in the fog for who knows how many days."
Xuan Yi looked around warily. The towering ancient trees reached up to the sky, most of which disappeared in the thick fog.
He said, "You can only see three feet from here, so you and I must be careful."
A pungent smell rushed into his nose. Xuan Yi frowned and asked, "Biqing, can I not apply the ointment?"
"How can that be possible?"
Biqing poured a little sticky liquid from a small porcelain bottle, took Xuanyi's hand, and applied it to his wrist.
Xuan Yi felt a chill on his wrist and obediently let Biqing apply the ointment, but his brows were twisted into a line of resistance.
"I know you don't like the smell, but this ointment not only repels insects, but also masks our natural scent."
Biqing looked at Xuanyi's expression, her eyes curved, and she smiled, "Things living in the mountains can't tell friend from foe, so they don't dare to attack us rashly."
Xuan Yi's frown softened slightly as he said, "I wonder what the divine artifact we're looking for actually looks like."
The booklet the two of them flipped through on their way back only had a few sentences about the divine weapon hidden in the Ten Thousand Mountains, without any specific description of its appearance.
Even so, Xuan Yi and Bi Qing still came here for that unknown.
As long as you find it, it will no longer be strange, scary or unknown.
But hope and the future.
"As for divine artifacts, they are either ordinary or insignificant."
Biqing touched the embroidered ball tied around her waist and said, "Or it's unique and dazzling."
The hydrangea twinkled.
Xuan Yi actually saw a hint of complacency in a hydrangea.
"Let's find a way to leave here first."
Xuan Yi recalled the past few days' experiences and stepped forward to hold Bi Qing's hand. "We've thought of every possible solution. It's safer for us to walk the rest of the way together."
The two originally wanted to fly into the sky, find a way out, and then make plans.
The miasma before them seemed to know their intentions. No matter how high Xuan Yi and Bi Qing flew, they could not break through the mist before them.
Seeing this, the two men stopped wasting their energy and returned to the forest, exploring the way forward.
He and Biqing both thought: if they acted separately, the speed and efficiency would be higher.
The two of them left marks on each other's hands and went in opposite directions.
But Xuan Yi didn't expect that he and Biqing would go around in circles and end up back to square one.
"It would be nice if we could go together!"
Biqing's slender white fingers passed through Xuan Yi's fingers and clasped them tightly with his: "I'm really scared to go alone."
I remembered that I was walking alone in the thick miasma just now, and there was a white mist in front of my eyes.
Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but when Biqing was exploring the road alone, she always felt that someone was following her.
I turned around and saw a haze behind me.
Biqing shivered uncontrollably and walked faster, not even noticing the thick mud on the soles of her shoes.
Biqing took a half step closer to Xuanyi: "But with you by my side, I'm not that scared."
"We had no choice but to separate."
Xuan Yi's eyes revealed a hint of tenderness, and he said softly, "It won't happen again later."
Xuan Yi took Bi Qing's hand and walked towards the thick fog in front of them, her bare hands clasping her own palms revealing a hint of uneasiness.
Rubbing his slightly rough fingertips soothingly, Xuan Yi jokingly said, "I thought immortals were not afraid of anything."
Xuan Yi's words livened up the atmosphere, but his eyes remained vigilant as he stared at his surroundings, ready to respond to any sudden danger or enemy at any time.
"No one says that if you are timid you can't become a god!"
Biqing followed Xuanyi forward: "We should find the artifact quickly and return to the demon world early. Everyone is waiting for you."
Xuan Yi also wanted to go back earlier, but the road ahead was unknown, and many things could not be completed as quickly as he wanted.
"Tell them to wait."
Xuan Yi said calmly, "Ajue's health has improved. It's time for him to learn how to take over the affairs of the clan."
Most of the people in the clan are respectful to their younger brother, but it is not out of sincerity. Instead, they are respectful to their younger brother because they are afraid of themselves.
Now that Mo Jue's health has improved, in time, he will surely be able to make the people in his clan treat him with respect willingly.
Instead of calling him "Lord Mo Jue" for his own sake.
"Master Mo Jue is smart and reliable."
Biqing stepped over a patch of moss. "He'll be able to take over the clan's affairs soon. That way, you can focus on finding the artifact to purify the water without having to worry about the clan's affairs."
Xuan Yi smiled faintly: "You actually know what I'm thinking."
Realizing that his steps were a little too fast, Xuan Yi slowed down and continued to explore forward, following Biqing's pace and frequency.
"It's just that I've seen it so many times."
Bi Qing said, "Actually, it's the same in our clan. Ever since I can remember, the elders have been training the next person to take over the clan's affairs."
She said, "But they are not even a little bit better than you. You hope that Master Mo Jue will take over the affairs of the clan as soon as possible because you have more important things to do. You and Master Mo Jue have the same goal, you both want the clan members to live a good life."
"Those old men are training successors just to make their lives more comfortable after they abdicate. They don't care about us at all."
Biqing became more and more angry as she spoke, and her voice naturally rose a few degrees.
Xuan Yi was afraid that Biqing would get emotional and immersed in her own affairs, temporarily unaware of the danger. He comforted her, "Biqing, you've already left the heavens. Whatever they do won't affect you. Once we find the artifact and solve the water problem, you won't have to run around anymore. I... I won't..."
Won't you bother me again?
Xuan Yi asked himself this question.
I was able to endure being separated from Biqing for three months because I kept telling myself: gods and demons have different paths.
Biqing is no different from a mortal when she comes to the demon world, and it is impossible for him to be with her every day.
Biqing is not an object, but a god with his own temperament and thoughts.
As time went by, Biqing inevitably became depressed.
Xuan Yi least wanted to see this kind of scene.
The reason I came to disturb you this time is entirely because of the search for the sacred artifact.
His eyes lingered on the cheek of the person next to him for a moment, then quickly moved away.
Xuan Yi cursed himself for not being straightforward enough.
It was obvious that he was thinking about Biqing, but he had to find such a clumsy excuse to cover up his intentions.
Even Mo Jue could see through his thoughts.
A rustling sound interrupted Xuan Yi's thoughts. He narrowed his eyes but didn't slow down his pace. He listened to Bi Qing ask in his ear: "Xuan Yi, what are you doing? Are you not going to come to the human world to find me?"
Xuan Yi didn't answer directly, but said, "If I wasn't looking for the divine weapon, I would have no reason to go to the human world."
"How could that be? I don't believe you're not curious about the human world at all!"
Biqing also heard the inexplicable rustling sound and hugged Xuanyi's arm tightly. "Even if you're not curious, Jiu and the others will be when they grow up. If they sneak away to the human world, you'll still have to go look for them."
She calmly wrote two words on Xuan Yi's arm: Right.
Xuan Yi said with a double meaning: "Indeed."
Xuan Yi stopped and drew his sword: "Not only to the right, but also behind me."
"You discovered it a long time ago?"
Biqing gripped the longsword she had hidden: "I thought you were so busy talking to me that you didn't notice."
She turned around and stood back to back with Xuan Yi: "I really don't know what strange thing is going to attack you and me this time."
The sound of breaking wind came from above Biqing and Xuanyi's heads, and Xuanyi and Biqing quickly scattered to both sides and jumped away from their original position.
The fog, which was originally three meters thick, suddenly became thicker, and the area within sight was less than ten meters.
Xuan Yi didn't dare to stay too far away from Biqing. After dodging the danger, he immediately returned to Biqing's side, guarding against the thing in the dark.
Xuan Yi and Bi Qing both frowned when they didn't hear the expected sound of an object falling to the ground. Beneath their veils, they could hear their rapid breathing.
The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. To prevent himself from accidentally hurting Biqing when they fight, Xuan Yi leaves a little demonic power on the back of her hand to sense her location.
Biqing felt a chill on the back of her hand and knew it was Xuan Yi's demonic power.
There was a vast expanse in front of her, and Biqing didn't dare to relax.
Her hearing was far inferior to Xuan Yi's, so she was extremely alert and gripped the sword tightly in her hand.
A sound like a long snake spitting out its tongue echoed in the thick fog. Xuan Yi took a step ahead of Bi Qing and swung his sword towards the source of the sound.
Xuan Yi disappeared beside her, and Biqing became even more alert. In the tense atmosphere, she actually felt that her hearing was a little better than before.
When Biqing heard the sound of the long sword chopping into the tree trunk, she knew that the thing was more flexible than she thought.
“Whoosh.”
The sound was short and urgent, hitting Biqing's neck directly.
Biqing reacted extremely quickly, rolling over to dodge while raising her sword to stab at the unknown thing.
The tip of the sword pierced into something as soft as meat.
The tip of her nose was not covered by the strong smell of blood, but a fishy smell of soil after the rain filled the air in front of Biqing.
Biqing raised her arm to cover her nose to isolate herself from the smell and prevent herself from being poisoned by any inappropriate gas.
Bi Qing glanced at the sword blade stained with moss, and then she realized: the thing that attacked her just now was actually a ball of mud.
Bi Qing was startled to find that there was no sound in the direction Xuan Yi had left, and approached that place cautiously.
"Xuan Yi?" Biqing called out tentatively.
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