March is the perfect time for peach blossoms to bloom. Peach blossoms are blooming all over Kun-Lai Summit, and from a distance they look like a sea of pink flowers. The breeze blows from time to time, and the entire sea of flowers ripples like microwaves. Coupled with the fairyland-like beautiful scenery of Kun-Lai Summit, it is almost impossible to indulge in it and cannot extricate yourself.
Although it is such a warm season, for Lu Ming, this place seems to have stayed in the twelfth lunar month forever. The severe cold never stops as if the north wind is raging. Every minute and every second is like being in an ice cellar, but he cannot escape death no matter what.
Lu Ming has been imprisoned by Sang Wusheng for a whole month.
During this month, Lu Ming allowed Sang Wusheng to manipulate him, trampling on his dignity countless times. Apart from being infatuated with each other day and night, the two did almost nothing else. Sang Wusheng seemed to have become a different person, humiliating him and possessing him in various ways, as if he could completely control everything about Lu Ming. However, Lu Ming's heart was still as hard as a rock, and apart from facing it indifferently every day, he had almost no emotional ups and downs. It was just that whenever Sang Wusheng teased him and he couldn't help himself, the icy expression on Lu Ming's face would loosen a little because of the surge of desire. But in this way, the ice attached to Lu Ming's heart became a little thicker.
Lu Ming stood outside the cave, looking at the peach blossoms in full bloom on the mountain with an expressionless face. He was wearing a high-quality black silk robe, but he was not wearing anything underneath. His white chest, lean waist, and slender legs were vaguely visible under the robe. His pale and indifferent face seemed to hide the endless snow-capped mountains, and he exuded an indescribable sense of coldness and abstinence.
Sang Wusheng had just returned to the cave from outside when this scene came into his sight. He could hardly bear to look away for even a moment, the complex emotions of eagerness and pain in his heart made him unable to hold back his dark eyes. He walked forward quickly, as if he was afraid of angering the person in front of him. He carefully put his arms around the other's narrow waist, rested his head on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and his breath seemed to be tainted with a familiar smell, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated.
He chuckled softly and said in Luming's ear: "Brother, what are you doing up so early?"
Lu Ming, however, acted as if this person didn't exist. He stared into the distance in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing that Lu Ming ignored him, Sang Wusheng didn't get angry. He just stretched out his tongue and licked Lu Ming's sensitive earlobe ambiguously, then bit it lightly with his teeth. He felt the person in his arms begin to tremble slightly, eager to break free from his arms, and then he let go of his hand reluctantly.
A trace of shame and anger flashed in Lu Ming's eyes, and the fist hidden in his long sleeves was clenched tightly. In the past month, the life of having intercourse almost every one or two days has made his body and mind change greatly from before. This body has been completely transformed by Sang Wusheng into a lustful physique. Almost just a few teasings from him can make his body soft, and then all the unbearable memories of the past month are stirred up. Those extremely crazy sex mixed with violence and sadomasochism made him extremely disgusted but addicted to it. But when the passion faded, all that was left was not only the strong shame and humiliation, but also the increasingly strong hatred for Sang Wusheng.
Sang Wusheng smiled gently, took Lu Ming's hand, and said with a hint of flattery on his handsome face: "Brother, I found a lot of treasures for you. Come with me, I will give them to you to play with one by one."
Lu Ming expressionlessly let Sang Wusheng pull him to sit on the stone bench outside the cave. Sang Wusheng took out a bunch of magic tools from his space ring. Those magic tools emitted a faint luster and had strange shapes. It was obvious that they were not ordinary items. However, Lu Ming's attention stayed on the ring on Sang Wusheng's finger that emitted a silver light, and his expression was a little dazed for a moment. It seemed that time had returned to many years ago, when he personally gave the same ring to his treasured brother, and used it as a proof of their connection. It was a pity that time passed quickly, things had changed, and everything at that time seemed so ridiculous now.
Sang Wusheng saw Lu Ming staring at his hand absentmindedly, and he followed his gaze and understood immediately. He reached out and gently stroked the ring, his eyes as gentle as the dawn of spring. He said with some nostalgia: "This is something my brother gave me. Although we are together less and more apart, I have never been without this ring for a day."
Lu Ming came back to his senses, glanced at the person in front of him, and said coldly: "You don't deserve it."
Sang Wusheng's eyes darkened, but he still endured it and didn't get angry. He just lowered his head to hide the emotions in his eyes, then raised his head and smiled slightly, pointing to the several magic tools placed on the stone table, and explained: "I have been searching for a long time to find these interesting things. I have always wanted to bring them to you, but you have been away for a long time, so these things have never been handed to you."
Lu Ming looked up at the magic weapon on the table. His eyes were attracted by a palm-sized dark red stone. He picked it up and looked at it over and over again. He frowned and asked, "Is this also a magic weapon?"
Sang Wusheng looked at Lu Ming somewhat flattered. This was the first time in a month that Lu Ming had not been sarcastic to him. He quickly softened his voice and said in a flattering way, "This is a dream reef unique to the South China Sea. It is not a magic weapon. At night, this dream reef can emit colorful lights and make beautiful sounds."
Lu Ming played with it in his hand for a while, then lowered his eyes and said in disappointment, "Then we have to wait until night to watch it."
Sang Wusheng smiled softly and said, "Why wait until night? As long as brother is happy, I am willing to turn the tide."
After saying that, Sang Wusheng suddenly released a vigorous spiritual energy, which suddenly rose to high altitude, and shot into the blue sky like a strong light. In an instant, the originally calm sky was suddenly wrapped in black clouds. Looking around, the whole earth was pulled into the darkness by the black clouds, and the sky and the earth suddenly fell into darkness, as wonderful as a solar eclipse.
Lu Ming was shocked by the scene in front of him, but his heart slowly sank. Sang Wusheng actually had such divine power now. Now he showed his strength in front of him, which was a warning. If he remembered correctly, Sang Wusheng in the original book should have a natural spiritual root. He didn't expect that he actually concealed his qualifications and even deceived himself. Moreover, there is no bottleneck in the natural spirit, and the speed of cultivation is almost a thousand miles a day. According to the current strength, it is 100% that he has reached the middle and late stages of the distraction. He Qingci's body is quite qualified, and his mind is relatively mature. In just over ten years, he has reached the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul. This is enough to move the entire cultivation world. I didn't expect that Sang Wusheng has reached such a realm. Even the Kunlai head of the year, the current Immortal Emperor Zeyu, can't compare with him. It is not an exaggeration to say that Sang Wusheng is the first person in the cultivation world who has never been seen before and will never be seen again.
Lu Ming smiled bitterly. With his current state, he could not escape Sang Wusheng's control. He actually encountered a genius who would only appear once in tens of thousands of years, and he had an extremely awkward relationship with him. This man not only imprisoned him with black iron, but also cast several forbidden spells on him. He only needed to escape a few steps and move his spiritual energy recklessly, and the evil energy in his body would control his will, making it impossible for him to escape and nowhere to escape.
"Brother, look." Sang Wusheng called softly.
Lu Ming came back to his senses and stared at the ordinary-looking stone in his hand. After the darkness suddenly fell, the ordinary stone suddenly emitted a faint luster, and then the light became stronger and stronger, and the colorful colors rushed straight into the sky, like a beam of light piercing into the dark clouds. In addition, the colors kept changing, like a huge rainbow close at hand. Lu Ming was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and couldn't help reaching out to touch this strange stone.
The stone seemed to have sensed something and suddenly made a crisp sound. The sound was like the sound of a river bell or a mountain spring. In the vast and silent land, it formed a piece of music composed of the sounds of nature, which made Lu Ming forget all the troubles of the world for a while and immersed himself in this rare beauty for a long time. Lu Ming looked a little obsessed and felt that his brain was a little drowsy. He looked at Meng Jiao with a strange expression. Seeing this, Sang Wusheng immediately patted Lu Ming's shoulder heavily and said nervously: "Brother, you must not be disturbed too much because things can capture people's hearts."
Lu Ming was suddenly startled and silently recited the Heart Clearing Mantra several times before his brain became clear again. He couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
At this moment, Lu Ming suddenly felt the whole earth shaking. His expression changed, and he subconsciously looked towards where Sang Wusheng was. Sang Wusheng's expression did not change at all, as if he could not feel anything. The corners of his mouth were still slightly raised as he looked at Lu Ming, his eyes as gentle as water.
Lu Ming whispered to Sang Wusheng: "You...didn't you feel the ground shaking?"
Sang Wusheng seemed not to hear him, still looking at him and smiling, and did not answer him. Lu Ming suddenly felt uneasy. What was going on with this strange situation? It was as if he and Sang Wusheng were isolated in two different spaces, and he could not feel what the other was experiencing at all.
Could it be that this stone, in addition to captivating people's minds, can also create illusions?
Lu Ming looked at the black clouds in the sky that still couldn't disperse, and the black iron on his wrist, and sighed helplessly. In his current state, he didn't even have the ability to break the illusion.
"Do you want to leave here?" A low voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Lu Ming was startled and turned around to look behind him. He saw a figure hidden in the darkness gradually approaching him. With the light emitted from the stone, Lu Ming finally saw the other person's appearance clearly.
The man had a handsome face, lips as if painted with rouge, long black hair scattered behind him, and a white robe that made him look even more otherworldly. A soft light golden sheen emanated from his body, as if he was a god descended from the sky. His eyes were as calm as the vast ocean, with a trace of compassion and mercy, which somehow relaxed Lu Ming's tense nerves, and even he himself was a little surprised.
The man smiled slightly, walked to Luming, stopped, and repeated softly: "Do you want to leave here?"
Lu Ming narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
The man looked at him, his eyes filled with warmth, and said, "I am the one who sent you to this world. My name is Ze Yu."
Lu Ming was shocked. This name was known to almost everyone in the entire cultivation world. He was the one who founded the Kun-Lai sect, and eventually ascended to the immortal world and became the Immortal Emperor!
Why did the Immortal Emperor Ze Yu, who is a supreme god, suddenly appear in the world? And what does he mean by "I am the one who sent you to this world"?
Lu Ming had a premonition that the countless questions he had buried deep in his heart might be answered by Ze Yu.
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