Pillow Flower Ferry (Ten)

The Divine Doctor Valley was completely silent, and the noise from the disciples collecting and grinding herbs had also become much quieter.

Nangong Cang had specifically told them to be quiet during these days and guard the gate of the Valley of Divine Doctors.

The demon world sent people to guard nearby, so no outsiders would break into the Divine Doctor Valley. Liu Lixue got off the mustard seed boat, and the peacock's red dress dragged in the snow but was not stained with snowflakes.

He was holding a bamboo umbrella, his hand bones were as white as jade and his knuckles were white, and in his other hand he was holding a wooden box.

Liu Lixue arrived at the gate of the Divine Doctor Valley. The barrier here was defenseless against him, so he walked in as if he was entering a demon palace.

After arriving at the courtyard where Ying Heng lived and seeing the spiritual protection barrier outside the courtyard, Liu Lixue knew that Nangong Candle had not yet ended.

He stood outside the yard with an umbrella and waited.

Fine snow fell all night. It was very cold in the demon world during this period, but the demon cultivators generally had higher body temperatures. The fine snow fell on the umbrella, and some of it fell on his face, but Liu Lixue did not care.

He quietly held the wooden box and waited for Nangong Candle from day till night. After night fell, the barrier lingering over the courtyard disappeared.

Liu Lixue then moved, shook off the snowflakes on her body, and looked over.

There was a rustling sound in the yard, and then the tightly closed wooden door was opened from the inside.

Nangong Cang still had that expressionless face. He didn't even glance at Liu Lixue and turned to walk into the courtyard.

Liu Lixue followed behind him.

There was a stone table under the ancient tree in the yard. Because the yard had been protected by a spiritual power shield, the snowflakes did not fall into the yard.

Liu Lixue placed the wooden box on the table and glanced into the room, but the door was closed and he could not see anything.

"How is the Immortal Lord?"

"It's OK."

Nangong Cang's face was very pale. He had not rested for more than ten days. His spiritual power was exhausted and he could only rely on medicinal pills to survive. At this moment, he could not even pour a cup of tea. His wrists were weak and his hands were shaking violently, and a lot of tea spilled out.

Liu Lixue couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she stepped forward, took the tea from his hand, and poured him a cup herself.

Nangong Cang did not thank him, but took the tea and sipped it subconsciously.

Liu Lixue sat down and continued, "I have brought what you wanted. Is the Immortal Lord in good health now?"

Nangong Cang raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Why do you care about him so much?"

Liu Lixue rolled her eyes at him and said, "What do you think? This is our Master's wife's mentor. If anything happens to Ying Heng Xianjun and Master's wife is unhappy, then our Master will naturally not be happy either."

Nangong Cang chuckled a few times, and it was hard to tell whether it was sarcasm or sincerity. He just said, "I originally planned to fuse a section of his spiritual root for him every ten days, but he insisted on fusing it as soon as possible. Now the twenty-seventh day has passed, and I completely fused his two sections of spiritual roots today. This young master's spiritual power has been exhausted, and now I can't even pour a cup of tea."

Liu Lixue rolled her eyes at him again, snatched the empty teacup from his hand and poured tea for it: "If you want me to pour tea, just say so directly. What's the point of beating around the bush and being so weird?"

Nangong Cang took the tea he poured without saying a word. His mouth was dry now. If Liu Lixue, an outsider, had not been here, he would probably have held the teapot and started drinking.

"Ying Heng is in a coma. After the two spiritual roots merge, his three senses should be restored. I don't know which three senses they are. His spiritual power will also be restored a lot, but he may not remember all his memories."

Liu Lixue asked: "But you can remember some things, right?"

"Yes." Nangong Cang said.

Liu Lixue: "If all of the immortal's spiritual roots were gathered together, would all those memories be recalled?"

"Yes, most of his memory loss is due to his spiritual roots being taken away. Some of it is because he slept for a long time and forgot everything. After his spiritual roots are gathered together, the damage to his soul will be easier to repair. You can help him repair it."

Liu Lixue nodded. His medical skills were quite good, although not as good as Nangong Cang's. But he still knew how to improve the spirit.

Nangong Cang drank several cups of tea, and the dryness in his throat was much relieved. Only then did he have time to look at the wooden box on the table.

He asked, "Is this the vine that divides?"

Liu Lixue nodded: "Yes, this vine ate a lot of independent cultivators in Linglong Town. You also know that independent cultivators have a lot of turbidity in their bodies due to the problems of their cultivation methods. Their four kinds of suffering are also very strong. This vine likes to eat these things."

Liu Lixue had already told Nangong Cang what the Four Sufferings were.

Nangong Cang asked: "Will this vine not harm Sandy?"

"Yes." Liu Lixue put her hand on the wooden box and said in a deep voice, "Miss Sang sealed it before she left and gave it to me to check. I haven't found out what it is yet. There are many medical practitioners in our Peacock Clan. I have checked all the medical books passed down over the years, and there is not a single spiritual plant that looks like it."

Nangong Cang asked, "Can I open it?"

"Can."

Nangong Cang slowly opened the wooden box, and when he saw the vines lying in the box, his face instantly turned gloomy.

Liu Lixue noticed that something was wrong with his expression, like he was shocked, but also like he had expected it. "Do you recognize this thing?"

Nangong Cang said in a cold voice: "My mother left a note before she died."

"What note?"

Nangong Cang's face looked very ugly, with ice appearing in his eyes. He stood up, waved his sleeves and walked out.

"Wait for me here."

After a while, he came back from outside the courtyard, holding a small wooden box in his hand, which looked like a jewelry box for earrings.

"This is..."

Nangong Cang opened the wooden box and said, "It was my mother's jewelry box. When their bodies were found, my father died in the yard and my mother died in the house. She was holding this box in her hand, and inside the box was this note."

The note was very small and rolled into a bundle. Nangong Cang took it out and unfolded it, and bloodstains and fingerprints could be vaguely seen on it.

He placed the note on the table, next to the wooden box containing the vines.

A picture was scribbled on the wooden box.

Medical practitioners need to be familiar with many magical herbs, so their painting skills are often outstanding. Liu Lixue can sketch a painting in just a few breaths.

Although the painting is blurry and stained with blood, you can still tell what it is.

Liu Lixue picked up the vine that was dormant in the wooden box due to a ban.

The rhizome is dark green with faint golden lines winding around it. There are seven flowers on the vine, the petals are bright red, with seven petals and serrated edges.

It is clearly this main vine that is being painted.

Liu Lixue put down the vines and understood why Nangong Cang reacted so strongly.

"Your mother drew this picture before she died, which means they saw this vine before they died, Master Nangong. But if this vine was really the murderer of your parents... why did they leave their bodies intact?"

Liu Lixue paused here, his expression becoming serious: "You may not know, when we were in Linglong Village, this vine also killed a lot of independent cultivators, but it didn't even spit out bones."

Nangong Cang lowered his eyes and glanced coldly at the body in the wooden box, his jaw tense, and his previously handsome facial features became much colder.

"I don't know, but it has something to do with it."

Liu Lixue sighed and put the note back. His expression was indifferent as he looked at the closed door: "There are some things that Immortal Lord Ying Heng may be able to give us an answer to after he wakes up."

Nangong Cang sat beside him, staring at the door with burning eyes, as if he was waiting for Ying Heng to wake up.

Liu Lixue knew.

He actually kept an answer.

***

Su Xuan's estrus period is already the twenty-ninth day.

Sandy lay slumped on the master couch with the little fox's tail stuffed in her arms.

Their meridians have been boiling for several days, and the calamity is approaching. Thick clouds have already floated over the demon palace, waiting for the two to retake the level and then chop them to death.

Tiandao wants to kill Sang Dai and also wants to kill Su Xuan.

Sandy didn't even have the strength to speak. She clutched the pillow beside her, the quilt covered her waist, her long legs were held and stretched to the sides, and the little fox buried his head in a kiss.

The little fox's lip skills are also very powerful. The contact during these days has put a certain fox's theoretical experience into practice. Sandy cannot accept this method, but the fox spirit likes it very much because it can make the swordsman reach the extreme speed and open his body quickly.

Sandy sobbed and bent her back to stay away from him. Su Xuan touched her clearly and knew that this meant she was about to come. She always liked to hide at times like this, and would kick him, bite him and hit him because the extreme pleasure made her afraid, made her scream, and made her simply unable to bear it.

But Su Xuan liked the way she was, relying on him wholeheartedly. Her happiness was given by him, and the little fox's swallowing, sucking and biting movements became bigger and bigger.

Sandy's mind was finally confused. In her blurred vision, there was only the leaping hellfire. She didn't even have the strength to bend her legs, and she had to rely on Su Xuan's tail to support her.

He climbed up and covered Sandy's body, propped up his arms and looked at her. The swordsman's eyes were scattered and unfocused. She was clearly looking at him, but it seemed as if she was not looking at him.

Very well-behaved and cute. Su Xuan curled his lips and smiled, his Adam's apple rolling, and swallowed it in front of her.

Sandy had seen this too many times. She used to break down and cry out of shame, but now she would just turn her eyes away and not look at him. Since he didn't mind, she had nothing to say.

"The baby is so sweet." The little fox kissed her red ears: "Our baby is so cute."

Sandy said nothing, knowing that he would not let her go so easily. Sure enough, the little fox picked her up and started to do his own thing.

Sang Dai couldn't help but say: "Su Xuan..."

"Daidai, don't be afraid." He usually wouldn't be too fierce at the beginning, knowing that Sandai needed time to adapt. Until the swordsman's complexion gradually improved and she took the initiative to climb up his neck and hug him, Su Xuan knew that now was the right time, and then he would become fierce.

The nine-tailed fox is a powerful species. Su Xuan can listen to Sandy in all matters, but in this matter, he has his own rhythm. Plunder and ferocity are the nature of these ancient beasts. They are not gentle in nature, let alone at a time like this.

The sword cultivator soon became dizzy. Su Xuan kissed her neck while using the marriage contract to mobilize the Guixu spiritual power in her sea of ​​consciousness. This was also discovered after their practice. The two had a marriage contract in their sea of ​​consciousness, and their souls were bound together. Su Xuan could use the marriage contract to mobilize Sandai's Guixu spiritual power in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Previously, Su Xuan was often unconscious during his estrus and just did it, so most of the time it was Sandy who forced herself to do it.

Now that his estrus period is almost over and he is unlikely to lose his mind again, Sandy can rest assured that he will mobilize the Guixu spiritual power to help them practice dual cultivation.

Su Xuan kissed her heart, where there was a small mole. Sandy's panting was the biggest encouragement to him. While the little fox was moving, he used his spiritual power to relieve the surging meridians of both of them.

They were both on the verge of a tribulation, perhaps tomorrow would be the time for them to do so. Su Xuan sat up and continued to hold her in his arms, and Sandy bit his shoulder.

After the 30th day, Su Xuan finally grabbed the swordsman's waist and ended the fight. Sang Dai closed her eyes, her forehead covered with sweat.

The little fox brushed away her sweaty hair, held her wrist and used his spiritual power to test Sandy's meridians.

That is a sign that a catastrophe is about to occur.

"Daidai." Su Xuan called softly, "Let's go take a bath."

"……Um."

Su Xuan carried Jian Xiu to the hot spring. After washing him, he took out his Qiankun bag and took out new clothes.

This was the first time they had put on clothes in the past thirty days. They had been very frank with each other during these thirty days, and apart from having sex in the cave, they had been bathing in the hot spring next to the cave.

Su Xuan helped her put on her clothes. Sang Dai sat on the rock beside the hot spring, and the little fox tied her hair behind her.

He put a nine-thread hairpin on her hair and hung a silver feather around her waist.

Sandy asked in a low voice: "Won't the thunder tribulation damage it?"

After all, it is the thunder of tribulation, and the pressure is not comparable to that of the Mahayana period.

Su Xuan smiled and said, "No."

After cleaning up the sword repairman, he also changed into new clothes.

Sandy turned and looked up at him. The two of them had done countless intimate things in the past thirty days and had never left each other's side.

Su Xuan's already beautiful eyes were now even brighter than stars. His thin lips slightly raised, and she saw the deep love in his eyes. These eyes conveyed endless love words to her in these thirty days.

Although many of the words made Sandy blush, her heart was quickly falling.

Su Xuan took her hand and walked out of the back mountain, and the two of them teleported towards the outer area of ​​the demon world.

A hundred miles away from the main city of the demon world is a wasteland where no one lives. It is the most suitable place to transcend the tribulation, and no one will be accidentally injured by their tribulation thunder.

When they stopped, they both looked up and saw thick clouds gradually forming in the sky.

A fierce wind howled across the plains, the sounds of hunting sounded like the howling of demons, the sky and the earth were dark as if at the end of the world, and thick clouds blocked the sunlight, so they could not see any light here.

"Daidai, I will go through this tribulation with you this time." Su Xuan held her hand, "I will never leave you."

Sang Dai also laughed when she heard this and said, "When two people go through the tribulation, the thunder will be even more terrifying. Are you afraid?"

"You are not afraid, so why should I be afraid?" Su Xuan's eyes curved: "I said that I will always hold your hand until the end of my life."

"Where are you going with me after you transcend the tribulation?"

"Go see Immortal Lord Ying Heng."

"And then?"

"Go to Guixu, Lutian." Su Xuan leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, "Then survive, survive with you, and return to our home."

Live out the rest of your life for thousands and thousands of years.

Sandy stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck, then raised her head and kissed his lips. The entanglement of their lips and tongues brought not lust but mutual cherishment and love.

Sandy was very lucky that she did not die and Su Xuan did not go crazy.

The main city of the demon world was in complete silence, with civilians walking on the streets and gazing at the clouds in the distance.

The clouds of the tribulation can stretch for hundreds of miles. Even at such a long distance, they can still feel the terrifying pressure.

Ever since the Guixu Spiritual Vein was eroded, there hasn't been a cultivator who has transcended the tribulation in the world of cultivation for ten thousand years. The cultivators practiced with the poisoned Guixu Spiritual Vein, and their spiritual power also became poisonous. There are fewer and fewer Heaven-level spiritual roots, and the Profound-level spiritual roots can only be cultivated to the Mahayana realm at most.

At the end of the crowd stood a young man in red, his black hair tied up with a jade crown, his gorgeous face full of solemnity.

Sang Dai and Su Xuan were worried that the thunder calamity would affect civilians, so they took the initiative to go to the wasteland outside the demon world to survive the calamity.

Liu Lixue had never seen a thunder tribulation before. That was a thunder tribulation from the eighty-first heaven, a thunder tribulation sent down by the Heaven himself.

There are two fewer paths than the Mahayana, only seven.

But one tribulation thunder is incomparable to ten tribulation thunders of Mahayana.

The clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and the lightning flashing through them were getting bigger and thicker.

"Are the Honorable Lord and his wife going through the tribulation together?"

"That's right. Didn't Steward Liu say that we shouldn't go outside the city today and don't get close to the wilderness? There is a protective barrier in the city that won't hurt us."

"Nothing will happen?"

"Pah, pah, pah, shut up! How could anything possibly happen?"

"I was the one who spoke too much. Nothing can happen. Nothing can happen."

The demons couldn't help but look at Liu Lixue at the front of the crowd, secretly sighing that he was worthy of being the steward of Xingque Palace, such indifference was not something that ordinary people could have.

Liu Lixue looked calm, her expression still relaxed and peaceful.

But only he himself knew that his hands under his wide sleeves had already been clenched into fists, and his heartbeat was chaotic and irregular.

Tiandao wanted to kill Sang Dai and Su Xuan. They almost lost their lives in the previous Mahayana thunder tribulation. Now it was the thunder tribulation of the transcendence tribulation, the thunder tribulation of the eighty-first heaven.

"My Lord, Madam..."

The thunder suddenly fell at this moment.

The aftermath spread all the way to the main city, causing the ground to shake, but was blocked by the city's protective barrier.

On the top of Tianque Mountain of the Sword Sect, a swordsman in white clothes closed his eyes and meditated.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and before Shen Feng beside him could react, he had already jumped out of the main hall.

The demon world here on Shen Ci Yu's side is thousands of miles away, and the clouds cannot be seen, but the high-level cultivators can feel the pressure.

Shen Feng thought something had happened, and hurried over to him and asked, "What's wrong, Ci Yu?"

Shen Ciyu clenched his fists, but a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Father, she is going through a tribulation."

"Who?" Shen Feng didn't react at first, but when he saw the smile on Shen Ciyu's lips, he suddenly understood.

It's Sandy.

He asked in confusion: "Didn't she just reach the state of Mahayana? What is this..."

Shen Ciyu said: "This is the tribulation of thunder and lightning."

Shen Feng only felt his throat dry.

Overcoming the tribulation is such an unfamiliar word.

It has been many years since there has been a cultivator who has transcended tribulation in the world of cultivation.

When Shen Feng saw Shen Ciyu's smiling face, he suddenly understood.

It was destined that my son liked that female cultivator.

She is tough and strong, and there are always endless possibilities in her.

As long as it's Sandy, it seems like anything can be done.

In the Burning Heaven Realm, Ling Yin sat on a tree and looked into the distance.

A pale young man came down from the tree. He had handsome features and a wide robe that dragged on the ground.

Lingyin smiled and said, "They are going to survive the catastrophe."

Fu You didn't say anything, just looked up at Ling Yin.

This was the first time in so many years that Lingyin saw him not hiding. She knew he was coming, but she still sat on the tree, not hiding from him or using any powerful ghost to chase him away.

Lingyin lowered her eyes and looked at the person under the tree, her black hair falling down.

"Fu You, you've grown up so much. When I first raised you, you were still a baby. But don't blame me for abandoning you. Burning Heaven Realm is not a place where a baby like you can stay for a long time."

Fu You pursed her lips tightly, but her eyes suddenly turned red: "Is it worth it to stay here all these years?"

Lingyin said: "It's worth it. I think I'm almost there."

Fu You asked: "What are you waiting for?"

Lingyin replied: "Wait for Sang Dai to come and take me out of this Burning Heaven Realm."

Fu You curled his lips and chuckled, "Then I'm almost there."

Ling Yin raised her eyelids slightly and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

Fu You looked at her, and the fierce ghost seemed to soften suddenly.

"I'm waiting for her to pick you up."

Thunderbolts fell one after another, and in a moment three had fallen.

Tian Yuxue threw the fruit peel on Ji Cang's face: "My good friend Sandy is going through a tribulation, and she will definitely need spiritual meridians to cultivate and replenish her blood. Go and cut her spiritual meridians and send it to her!"

Ji Cang gritted his teeth and held back the urge to curse. The corners of his eyes twitched as he said viciously, "You have already cut off three of my spiritual veins and secretly sent them to the demon world. The demon cultivators in my demon world also need to practice. There are many spiritual veins in the demon world now. It's not like Su Xuan can't come and buy some if he has money!"

Tian Yuxue jumped off the railing: "If you don't cut it, I will go to play with Master Qiu. Chunqiu Tower is much more fun than here. I haven't been back for three years!"

Ji Cang stopped her with a cold face: "I will only cut the last one. If you dare to go against my will again, you will never leave the demon world again!"

Tian Yuxue smiled and said, "After Dai Dai has survived the catastrophe, I will go and play with her."

Ji Cang sneered: "It's up to you."

The six calamity thunders have already fallen.

Sang Dai struggled, Su Xuan spat out the blood in his mouth and held her hand.

"Dade..."

Sang Dai looked up at him. The silver hairpin that the little fox used to tie her hair was broken again. She suddenly laughed and said, "Su Xuan, your hairpin is not of good quality. My nine-string hairpin is still intact."

Su Xuan kissed her forehead and said, "Of course, the Nine-thread Hairpin I gave you is not comparable to ordinary hairpins."

In fact, they both barely had the strength to breathe.

The Heaven didn't want them to be alive, the thunder didn't stop for a moment, and the spiritual power shield was shattered again and again.

There is only one last thunderbolt left.

The pair of chaotic eyes in the clouds looked at the two of them coldly. He could not interfere with the fate of the living beings in the world, so he could only rely on the thunder tribulation brought down by himself to try to kill them.

Sang Dai suddenly threw herself into Su Xuan's arms, and the two of them mobilized their spiritual power to form a barrier.

"Su Xuan, I won't let you die."

"I will definitely protect you."

Sandy closed her eyes and mobilized the Guixu spiritual power to rush back into her meridians. The golden Guixu spiritual power flowed around the two of them, becoming stronger and stronger.

The last thunderbolt fell.

Su Xuan leaned over and hugged Sang Dai tightly, holding the slender swordsman tightly in his arms, wrapping her completely with his whole body.

The thunderbolt struck heavily on the protective barrier of the two people.

The mountains within a radius of dozens collapsed, and the aftermath hit the protective barrier of the main city. The monsters looked towards the distant clouds in horror.

The cloud circled and stayed there for a full half hour.

Then, it gradually dissipated.

"Have the Lord and Madam survived the catastrophe?"

“Is this done?”

“I don’t know…”

Liu Lixue's hands were shaking. She thought of something and suddenly turned around and teleported away.

***

The dark clouds that covered most of the demon world dissipated, and the sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell.

Nangong Cang sat in the yard like a sculpture. Even the thick and terrifying clouds just now did not attract his attention at all.

The door was opened at this moment.

Ying Heng was wearing a loose white shirt, and his body was so thin that even ordinary clothes could not support it.

His face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and his black hair was disheveled and tied up with a headband.

He has a handsome face, and his eyes seem to contain gentle spring water, not the numbness and emptiness of the past.

He accurately found Nangong Cang's location and smiled gently at him.

"Master Nangong."

Nangong Cang stood up, breathing unsteadily.

"Ying Heng, how much have your five senses recovered?"

"Hearing, vision, and touch have returned, but taste and smell have not yet."

"Where's your memory?"

"I remembered a lot of things... including the death of your parents."

Nangong Cang closed his eyes and tears fell.

He finally got an answer.

The door of the courtyard was suddenly kicked open.

Ying Heng raised his eyes and looked.

The swordsman was wearing a blue robe with blood stains still on it. His clothes were torn and his hair was messy.

Her face was covered with scars, and some of her exposed skin had injuries from being struck by lightning.

He doesn't look well, as if he just survived a calamity and teleported here, looking simple and honest.

But through the dust and blood on her face, you can still see the beauty of that face. Her facial features are more mature than when she was a child. Her eyes are gentle yet strong, and her gaze is always bright.

She is like a tenacious flower that can break through obstacles and bloom even in the cracks between rocks.

Ying Heng had imagined what she looked like many times, but when he saw her in person, he felt that his imagination was not right.

So this is what she looks like when she grows up, very beautiful and strong.

Ying Heng narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Daidai."

"Master..."

Sandy stumbled toward him, but the few steps seemed like half a lifetime.

She threw herself into his arms, and the tears that she had just held back burst out.

"Master..."

It has not been easy along the way. She endured 122 years of loneliness and thought that she would have to live her whole life alone, looking for someone who was impossible to find, living a lonely life, and taking the wrong path of risking her life for the immortal world.

And now, she has finally found her true path.

The Weisheng family seal gave her a chance to start over.