Green mountains stretch out, green water flows gently, clear springs gurgle, and the sun shines. If the world of cultivation is far away from disputes and leisurely wanders among the green mountains and green waters, everything will seem so peaceful and beautiful.
At this moment, two figures, one blue and one white, were sitting casually on the bluestone slab beside the stream, talking about something, with smiles on their faces. Both of them were handsome, with slender and tall figures, and people would be attracted to them involuntarily at a glance from a distance. These two people were Lu Ming and Sang Wusheng, who had transformed into Jing Mo.
Lu Ming's eyes were shining with a warm luster, and his whole face seemed to be bathed in the sun, and he looked in a very good mood. Lu Ming was silent for a moment, until he recovered from the surprise and excitement when they first met, he sighed softly and said softly: "How have you been these years?"
Jing Mo looked at Lu Ming's handsome profile with a somewhat obscure look in his eyes, and then replied in a low voice: "I'm fine...but I know my brother is not doing well, it's all my fault."
Lu Ming smiled slightly and shook his head. Then he turned around, stretched out his hand and pulled up Jing Mo's wrist. The red mole on his wrist was still as bright and eye-catching as it was ten years ago. He was secretly relieved. It seemed that Cang Zhi did not force Jing Mo to assassinate the Demon Lord immediately. He put down Jing Mo's hand and said in a low voice: "Don't do such dangerous things again in the future."
Jing Mo was reluctant to let go of Lu Ming's hand, so he held it tightly and said, "I will never leave my brother again."
Lu Ming nodded, and his frown finally relaxed. He then asked in confusion, "Since you have made a blood pact with Cang Zhi and promised him to kill Chen Mu, why is he still unwilling to let you come back to find me?"
When Jing Mo heard Lu Ming's words, anger quickly ignited in his eyes. He snorted coldly and said, "This damn old man actually dared to tamper with my memory while I wasn't paying attention, and sealed my memory with a forbidden spell, making me forget everything that happened ten years ago. I only remember that my name is Jing Mo and that I had a blood contract with him. In the past ten years, I never thought of those past events, and even... forgot the existence of my brother, so I couldn't come to find you. Fortunately, the forbidden spell loosened later, and I remembered everything in the past, and finally found my brother."
Lu Ming's heart suddenly tightened when he heard this. Why did Cang Zhi seal Jing Mo's memory? In addition to wanting to kill Chen Mu, did he have other purposes? Logically speaking, Jing Mo was originally an unrelated person in this killing. Now he was dragged into it, and all his memories were concealed by Cang Zhi. Is there something in the middle that he doesn't know?
Lu Ming frowned again, lowered his head and carefully recalled the scene of that day, trying to get the answer from it. Jing Mo watched him quietly from the side, his eyes were difficult and gloomy, and he wished he could return to the demon world at this moment and kill Cang Zhi to vent his anger.
In fact, what he said just now was the truth. Ten years ago, after he came out of Tianze Secret Realm, he went straight to the bottom of the valley below the cliff to find Cang Zhi, and took Cang Zhi away with the Soul-Fixing Artifact, and the two of them set foot on the Demon Realm.
At first, he was thinking about his brother all the time, and missed him every day, but he knew he couldn't go back. The demonic energy had gradually penetrated his limbs and bones. If he stayed with his brother, with his wisdom and sharpness, it would be a matter of time for him to discover something unusual. What's more, the people of the Demon Realm Royal Family seemed to have started looking for him, and the cultivation world seemed to have discovered his existence. Under the attack from all sides, although he was reluctant to leave his brother, he had no choice but to leave alone.
What frightened him was that he didn't know when his memory started to become blurred. The memories that seemed to be engraved in his bones were gradually covered with mist. Sometimes when he woke up, it took him a long time to recall who the person who appeared in his dream was.
He was frightened and afraid that he would forget his brother by mistake. He wrote his brother's name on the cloth or bamboo slips every day, but he still couldn't resist the power of the forbidden spell. Sometimes he forgot what to write next when he was halfway through; sometimes he wrote the whole paper, but forgot who the person on the paper was when he was distracted for a moment. Gradually, the effect of the forbidden spell became stronger and stronger, making the figure in his mind more and more blurred, so that in the end, he sadly found that he could no longer see clearly who the thin back under the thick fog was.
Ten years had passed like this, and he had been investigating everything about his childhood, but found nothing. Until the moment he met Lu Ming a few days ago, the forbidden spell suddenly showed signs of loosening, and countless fragments that were not stored in his brain appeared in front of him from time to time. He was shocked, so he held his breath every day, followed Lu Ming silently, watched his every move, and accompanied him, trying to awaken his dormant memories.
This person looked cold and heartless, but he always felt unusually warm, and couldn't help wanting to get closer to him. Sometimes he would rest his chin on his head and stare blankly out the window for half an hour, and sometimes he would frown and carefully study the magic weapon in his hand... Every move and look of his made him obsessed. Until he had a fight with him last night, when he was leaving, he couldn't help but look back at the person lying on the ground, and unexpectedly found that the person was wearing an ancient ring on his finger. At that moment, his memory seemed to open the floodgates, and there was a channel for venting. Countless past and memories rushed into his brain, the forbidden spell was completely released, and the memory was fully awakened. The back figure deep in his memory was his brother.
Jing Mo suppressed the urge to hug him tightly and took a deep breath. Suddenly he remembered the man who was traveling with his brother. His face darkened immediately and he said, "Brother, who is that person with you?"
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then understood and said, "His name is Yunluan, a Taoist priest in Kun-Lai Mountain. This time, I am going with him to Kun-Lai to deal with Taoist Fang."
Jing Mo said, "Oh!" and then said, "Didn't my brother say before that he wanted to go to Kun-Lai Summit?"
Lu Ming nodded, then smiled, his eyes became distant, and he sighed slowly: "I originally thought that after leaving the He family, you and I would enter Kun-Lai to practice, but now it seems that we are ten years late."
Jing Mo pulled Lu Ming, put his head on Lu Ming's shoulder and rubbed it, and said with guilt in his eyes: "Brother, it's all my fault..."
Before Jing Mo could finish, Lu Ming reached out and slapped his head away, saying helplessly, "You followed Cang Zhi's command in order to save me, so I shouldn't blame you. Besides, I have been traveling around the country for the past ten years, living a free and leisurely life."
Jing Mo rubbed his head aggrievedly, licked his face, put his paws on Lu Ming's waist, and said, "After brother finishes this matter, we will continue to be casual cultivators. There is nothing worth visiting in Kun-Lai Summit."
Lu Ming struggled for a while in Jing Mo's arms, but still couldn't break free, so he had to give up and let him hold him, then said: "No. In addition to escorting Taoist Fang, I have another purpose this time, which is to enter Kunlai."
Jing Mo wondered, "Why does my brother insist on entering Kun-Lai Summit?"
Lu Ming pondered and said, "There are many secret realms in Kun-Lai Summit. One of them is called 'Water Marsh Secret Realm'. Inside is an object called Purple Furnace. You only need to light the grass in the furnace, and you can follow the direction of the purple smoke to find Fu Shu's specific location."
Jing Mo's body suddenly stiffened when he heard this, and his eyes became dark. He narrowed his eyes and said without any emotion: "Brother is still looking for her?"
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Of course, you and Fushu are both the most important people to me. Now that you and I have met, I still don't know where Fushu is, and I don't know how she is doing. If I don't find her, I will feel uneasy."
Jing Mo nodded and smiled softly, "I'll go look for it with my brother."
Lu Ming smiled and touched Jing Mo's head, with infinite doting in his eyes. However, he never noticed that although Jing Mo's face was smiling as warm as the rising sun, the look in his eyes was as cold and gloomy as the cold winter in December, mixed with countless anger and forbearance, and even more with a desperate determination, which looked frightening.
Jing Mo clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh. There seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept tempting him, and his calm eyes were dyed red like a storm. If anyone dared to get in the way, no matter who it was, he would do whatever it took, regardless of the consequences, to ensure that he and his brother would not be disturbed by anyone from now on. Even if that person was Fu Shu, it would not work.
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The three of them rested for a while, then used their spiritual energy to fly towards Kun-Lai, and everything went smoothly. Well, if you ignore Mingduo's occasional cold comments and the resentful aura he exuded from time to time.
Yun Luan's eyes turned and he sighed, "I always feel like someone is spying on me in the dark along the way."
Ming Duo was so angry that his hair almost stood up. He beat the Soul-Fixing Instrument fiercely and roared, "Fuck your peeping! Would I spy on you? Haha, I wish I could kill you!"
Lu Ming's body was a little unstable. He quickly suppressed Ming Duo's breath, smiled faintly, and said calmly: "Maybe there is something unclean?"
Hearing this, Jing Mo frowned and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense. His fingers touched the soul-fixing magic weapon on Lu Ming's wrist, and then he said in surprise: "Brother, the breath seems to be coming from here..."
Lu Ming's expression changed, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hands and coughed violently several times, interrupting Jing Mo's words. However, he secretly glared at him and winked at him.
Jing Mo was slightly stunned, then immediately understood what he meant, and changed the subject: "Maybe my brother's demon-catching magic weapon was not closed properly, so the aura leaked out."
Lu Ming: “…”
Yun Luan: “…”
What a lame excuse... If the demon-catching device is not closed properly, won't the demon just run out? [Manual Bye]
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