The hand behind the scenes
Jin Huang's expression became more serious: "Before the turbid cultivation began, you were already above the Golden Core level, but because of the mutation of the spiritual spring, you were unable to form a pill.
Now, without destruction, there is no construction. You use Chaos Spirit to replace spiritual power to refine your meridians and bones, find the path of cultivation that suits you, and combine it with the seven basic skills you have learned in the past. Naturally, you will make rapid progress.
It won't be long before you form a golden elixir, but the subsequent cultivation will be difficult, and you can only rely on yourself. However, in this world, everything is done by human effort and the rest is left to fate. Just keep moving forward."
Yanzhu nodded.
The hot pot was bubbling and bubbling, which whetted her appetite. Jin Huang put half a plate of meat slices in it, then looked at Yan Zhu and asked, "Is there anything going on behind the scenes?"
"No,"
Yan Zhu stared at the tumbling vegetable leaves in the pot, frowning. "Rong Shang, Gui Zang, and Qing Xuan were unable to extract anything from Jing Yuan Gui. I guess he's hiding something very deep behind the scenes, and we don't know anything about his identity."
"It seems that something big is going to happen in the divine world."
Jin Huang said casually, "I heard you let the Nine-Tailed Fox go? Showing mercy to your enemy is not good. What if one day she becomes a nuisance and turns around to bite you?"
Yan Zhu smiled: "What if I am playing the long game to catch a big fish? Instead of having someone behind the scenes playing tricks, why not let the Nine-Tailed Fox, whose strength has already been exposed, do it?"
Jin Huang said, "Tsk, you've learned bad habits, so you caught something?"
Yan Zhu sighed, "No, the Nine-Tailed Fox said she went to the Ten Thousand Demons Palace and captured her clansmen behind the scenes. So we asked Rong Shang to conduct a secret investigation and found out that no members of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan were missing, and that Nine-Tailed Fox did not exist."
Jin Huang pondered for a moment, "She will appear again."
"My two sisters," Zhu Ru said, "After dinner, Qin Yuan and I plan to return to the underworld. Thank you for your hospitality."
"Hmm? Is there something wrong?" Yan Zhu asked.
"The Three Qi Formation can only be opened by those who are destined to be with it. Qin Yuan and I don't have much to do here. Besides, you know we have things to do tonight. The entrance and exit of this Divine Gate are very strict and there are many procedures. It's not very convenient."
Zhu Ru was complaining a lot, chattering non-stop, and she seemed to be getting drunk after talking so excitedly, but she was interrupted by Qin Yuan's cough.
Zhu Ru curled her lips and muttered softly, "It's not so... free."
Yanzhu understood.
Jin Huang smiled and said, "No problem."
——
At noon, Zhu Ru and Qin Yuan left. Jin Huang looked at their backs and sighed, "She is a carefree little princess."
The two never imagined that after many years, Zhu Ru was forced to grow up, and lost her innocence. Despite her small body, she became surprisingly decisive and ruthless. She used her weak underworld power to resist the great changes in the underworld and protect the peace of the underworld.
Yan Zhu looked at the miniature in the distance, smiled softly, and said nothing until Jiuli's voice came from behind her.
Jin Huang turned and looked at the person who came: "Is it over?"
Jiuli nodded and looked at Yanzhu again: "Qingxuan has returned to Lonely Realm."
"Thank you, God."
Yan Zhu lowered her eyes and nodded, bowed slightly, and then parted with Jin Huang.
——
Yanzhu pushed the door open and walked in. There was no one there, and Yanzhi was not there either. She couldn't understand Mimi's cat language.
"Meow——" went out.
Yan Zhu was about to reach out and touch the cat when she caught a glimpse of a small black speck swooping down from the sky. She took a closer look and asked, "Yanzhi?"
"Yanzhu! Go to the Ascension Pool quickly! Quick, save my young master! There are bad guys!" He asked for help incoherently.
Compared to Yan Zhi's excitement, Yan Zhu's expression was only slightly moved as she sipped her tea leisurely. "Hasn't his cultivation recovered? Is there any need for me to save him?"
Yan Zhi hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the hem of the woman's clothes, his big eyes watery: "But what did the young master say...this trump card cannot be exposed for the time being, so just throw me out, and then I will know you in the God Realm!"
"How can I save him if you don't let go?" Yan Zhu pressed his forehead. This bastard concealed his cultivation from others. Could it be that he wanted to reveal the mastermind behind this, just for today?
So, was her driving him away also part of his plan?
Qingxuan, with her deep thoughts and each move being linked to each other, is a very formidable chess player, and she has already penetrated deeply into the chess game and become a piece.
Fortunately, this man has nothing to do with romance, he is only pursuing his ultimate goal - prediction.
If you are liked by such a treacherous and unpredictable person, wouldn't you be completely controlled? Because you have no idea whether the man's words are true or false.
She thought that there would be some feelings for him from the little things in the past, his indulgence and preference, his gentleness and consideration, his selfless rescue, but she never thought that it was all a drama in which he got involved. It was ridiculous that she almost took it seriously, but fortunately she woke up in time.
However, Qingxuan's arrival brought more benefits than disadvantages to her.
If it weren't for this bastard, her cultivation would have been disorderly and she would still be tortured by the backlash.
The so-called disadvantages are unnecessary feelings and some delusional thoughts that make people scratch their heads and want to get to the bottom of things. These should not exist.
Besides, since there is an agreement, she has to go and save people for both moral and legal reasons.
Yanzhi finally burst into laughter, stopped wailing and let go.
"No blame."
After saying that, Wu Jiu turned into a disc. Yan Zhu stepped on it and said in a complicated voice, "Let's go to the Ascension Pool."
This man actually pretended to be weak in an attempt to lure the snake out of its hole.
Become a ray of light and disappear into the sky.
At the same time, a layer of black light flashed in the eyes of the woman in mid-air. She summoned Black Silk with one hand, and her voice became solemn as she asked Black Silk, "Can you smell it?"
A black silk ring was wrapped around Yanzhu, and Lingduan shook her head.
Wu Jiu was speechless: "Master, Hei Ling is not a dog. Besides, is it possible that Qing Xuan is using the same old trick again to deceive the master's sympathy?"
"Faster."
His robe rustled as Yan Zhu looked at the unpredictable dark clouds ahead and explained in a rare good-tempered manner, "Let's put it this way. Although his motives were not pure, he kept all the promises. I blame him, mostly because he's not even a bit honest.
Even though I'm not treating him well and want to drive him away, it doesn't mean I won't protect this bastard anymore, nor does it mean others can step on him."
After landing in the Ascension Pool, Yan Zhu found no signs of a fight.
In her second form, Yan Zhu was arrogant and conceited, and the people around her recognized her at once and began to whisper to each other.
"What is the Purifying God doing here?"
"Is it because of Lord Qingxuan?"
"Didn't Qingxuan Divine Lord get driven away? Didn't the two of them break up?"
Yan Zhu narrowed her eyes and looked at the person who spoke: "Have you met Qingxuan?"
The man was suddenly called out and forced to meet Yan Zhu's icy gaze. He spoke tremblingly, "I passed by here a quarter of an hour ago. There was a black crow on my shoulder, and it kept calling all the way. It was very annoying."
Yan Zhu glanced over indifferently, and the person on the other side immediately fell silent.
"Hei Ling, can you smell it?"
Wujiu sent a message: Do you really think I’m a dog?
The next second, the black silk stood like a swimming dragon, its head nodded twice, and its tail pointed in a certain direction.
Yan Zhu threw the stunned Wu Jiu into the air, and after the latter turned into a disc, he jumped on him and said, "Don't just stand there, Hei Ling is going to leave."
——
After the time of one stick of incense.
Seeing the black silk rushing forcefully into the divine residence before them, Yan Zhu quickly grabbed the silk tail and pulled it back, saying in a low voice, "Calm down, calm down. If you go in like this, you'll easily alert the enemy."
Yan Zhu made a hand gesture to hide his form and breath, then he swung Wu Jiu into the space with a flick of his sleeve, crouched down, and lay on the black tile to observe his surroundings.
From a distance, it is glittering with gold, magnificent, with carved railings and jade bricks, even more magnificent than the Nine-story Temple, with painted pavilions and red buildings rising one after another.
"I wonder whose god this is? It's so extravagant and magnificent. It's not a god, it's a temple."
Wujiu sent a message: How do we get in?
Yan Zhu replied seriously: Of course you go to explore the way.
A series of question marks appeared on the Wujiu mirror?
Before she could react, Yan Zhu threw her hard in a certain direction, the direction that Hei Ling was looking at eagerly.
Yanzhu sent a message to Wujiu who was in a parabola in the air: Shrink and become invisible, find Qingxuan, and send the surrounding images to me.
Wujiu, who was forced to do something, said: ...
After passing through layers of spacious corridors and avoiding seven or eight groups of palace maids and attendants, Wujiu came to a small pavilion under the guidance of Yanzhu.
Yanzhu looked at Hei Ling inquiringly, and the latter nodded vigorously, a little excited, and then sent a message to Wu Jiu: Go in.
Unexpectedly, Qingxuan was not in the pavilion, only a strange man and a palm-sized furnace.
In the mirror, the man stared at the furnace in his hand, his face mingled with resentment and fanaticism. He sneered, "Who made your spiritual spring pure? It's all because of that woman Baihua, who's obsessed with love and insists on having you. Otherwise, my master's plan would have been accomplished!"
Could it be that Qingxuan is in that furnace...
Yan Zhu narrowed his eyes, raised his fingertips and pressed them against his brows, then he disappeared from where he was.
At the same time, in a high pavilion not far away, Wujiu's pupils continued to enlarge in the surprised eyes of the stranger until the mirror surface rippled. A pair of white hands, as white as snow, full of cold texture, pierced the air in the ripples.
"Purifying God? Why are you here?" The strange man was horrified.
Yan Zhu was too lazy to say anything more, her eyes were as cold as a demon, and when she appeared on camera, she waved her sleeves and drove the black silk to attack the strange man!
The stranger dodged the attack by moving sideways, but the medicine furnace was swept away and fell into the hands of the woman.
"Give it back to me!"
"Do you know who I am?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party swung out fire spiritual power and pounced on Yan Zhu, but was easily resolved by the latter.
The stranger's face turned green.
Yan Zhu suddenly had an idea, fire spiritual power? These four words corresponded to what Zhu Ru said in the underworld at a certain moment in the past.
The woman looked over quietly, her eyes seemingly passing over the man's ear inadvertently.
There is a tiny mole there.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Yan Zhu withdrew his gaze and carefully examined the palm-sized medicine furnace in his hand. Qingxuan was inside?
Hei Ling beside him nodded vigorously.
Seeing this, the stranger's face darkened: "What's the purpose of the God of Purification breaking into my residence?"
Yan Zhu weighed the medicine cauldron in his hand and gave a concise order: "Release them."
Hearing this, the strange man looked bewildered: "I don't understand what you are saying. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you are a god.
Who isn't a deity? I'm also in charge of the human world's epidemics. This is a medicine furnace, how can it hold a human?"
"I have never had much patience,"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black silk rolled up the wind blade and rushed straight towards the stranger's forehead. The other party hurriedly raised the protective spiritual shield, but all of them became the food of the black silk.
Black silk, the essence of all turbidity, has gained intelligence after being refined by the Chaos Spirit, but it still retains the instinct to devour spiritual power.
This is also the reason why people are drooling over the pure spiritual spring.
"I am the chief disciple of the Wuwang Divine Clan, the Divine Master Yanfan!"
Being entangled by the black silk like a python, Yan Fan's spiritual power was constantly being sucked away. He finally looked angry and directly showed off his status to suppress others.
But Yanzhu is not a person who follows the rules and is afraid of trouble. On the contrary, she is rebellious.
"You won't let me go? Then you'll become a useless person without any spiritual power."
Yan Zhu smiled and said, "It's not like you have to own this broken stove, right, Lord Yanfan?"
"I'll release it! Is it not possible for me to release it?" Yan Fan couldn't hold on any longer, and his knees slammed to the ground. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he said hurriedly, "There's a hidden buckle on each end of the medicine furnace... Just swap the left and right buckles, and it will be fine."
Yan Zhu raised an eyebrow, placed her hand on the medicine furnace, and ordered Hei Ling: "Don't let him run away, otherwise you will never see Qing Xuan again."
Hei Ling, Wu Jiu: "..."
Yan Fan didn't understand: "Didn't you say you drove Qingxuan away? Why are you still worried about his life or death?"
"What does it have to do with you? Qingxuan, even if you are being bullied, it can only be me."
Yan Zhu was too lazy to explain and simply swapped the secret buttons with her fingertips. As a white light flashed, she was sucked into the furnace with great force.
She was cheated.
Not only did he fail to save the person, but he also got himself into trouble.
When she opened her eyes again, she met the eyes of a man in black clothes. The man was not surprised by her arrival, but upon closer inspection, his expression was a little strange.
"You shouldn't have come to save me." The man's voice was hoarse.
Since I'm here, the worst that can happen is that the broken stove explodes.
After Yan Zhu thought it through, she smiled brightly, walked forward with her hands behind her back, and walked slowly behind the man. She leaned over slightly, with her chest only an inch away from the man's back. The woman's hands slowly climbed up to his sweaty forehead, and the man's body stiffened as expected.
"This is really difficult for the God."
Using the loss of cultivation as a guide, he entered the game with his body. He used to be close to himself, but now he is catching a big fish.
Yan Zhu's curse was obscure, but the man understood the woman's hidden meaning. Seeing this, he smiled briefly, suppressing the waves of heat coming from the people behind him, and at the same time stopped Yan Zhu's hands from making trouble, "It's not convenient here."
Yan Zhu rolled her eyes, pulled her hands back, and casually placed them on the man's shoulders. She tilted her upper body slightly and looked around. "What's going on? Why is it so hot and humid? Are you really using us as medicine to refine?"
Qingxuan nodded but said nothing.
Yan Zhu put her head close to the man's neck. From a distance, it seemed like two lovers were inseparable, whispering to each other. The woman was as charming and seductive as a demon, while the man had his eyes half closed, steady and calm, and he was motionless, like a lonely moon on the top of a mountain, untouched by the world.
In fact, Yanzhu used whispers to exchange information with the man.
The man's eyes were closed, and the faint scent of cold mountain snow lingered in her nose. If she moved closer, their breaths would be entangled.
Very close.
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