"Come to think of it," he said, a moment later, his expression returning to normal. He had also returned to his usual quiet demeanor. He and Luo Jiujiang were sitting side by side, and he could see him just by turning his head. He asked, "Why are you here?"
Luo Jiujiang looked at the sky; it was blue; he looked at the clouds; they were white; even the big sun on the horizon was golden. It was obvious that the two of them were in a world similar to a dream, rather than the reality of the holy land where the darkness had not yet ended for half a year.
"I'm not quite sure. Maybe there are some similarities between dreams and the inner demon tribulation?" Luo Jiujiang was not in a hurry to leave. Since Yin Bandi asked, he took the opportunity to tell Yin Bandi about what he had been doing recently.
"There were only two inner demon tribulations just now. The first thunder tribulation Brother Yin encountered was just an ordinary thunder tribulation, right? Was it still dark around him at that time?"
Yin Bansi raised his eyebrows in surprise, but considering his appearance, it was difficult to discern the specific meaning of his expression. At least Luo Jiujiang almost thought he was angry - "Isn't it dawn?"
"It must still be dark outside. This darkness will last for nearly six months." Luo Jiujiang said truthfully, "I don't know where this place is, but I suspect it's connected to your spirit, Old Yin." Considering how much effort it took him to conjure up a little girl, Luo Jiujiang added, "It should be higher than a dream."
In fact, there was a new friend who seemed to know a lot before, but when the inner demon thunder was still gathering strength, the other party left cleanly and neatly.
Thinking about it now, Luo Jiujiang still felt a little regretful. Perhaps it was because the other party's appearance and dress were too similar to his own. Luo Jiujiang found him quite friendly and even hoped to have a drink with him if there was a chance.
Yin Bansi nodded without saying anything. He had just achieved his Golden Core, his initial foray into the realm of the divine soul. After leaving this time, entering other people's dreams would require some practice, and his current, more advanced state clearly held little interest. Compared to the inner demons that had previously exhausted him, he preferred Luo Jiujiang.
However, Luo Jiujiang maintained his usual routine, and Yin Bansi's displeasure didn't last long. He lay down on the lawn, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Yin Bansi, who sat cross-legged, his entire body relaxed, his heart clearly at rest. He suddenly said, "Old Yin, I think after this, you should even change your name."
Yin Bansi gave him two inquiring glances.
Luo Jiujiang was used to talking a lot in front of Yin Bandi. After all, it was obvious that Yin Bandi's parents would not give their son such a name that was full of deep hatred.
However, seeing that Yin Bansi not only did not turn a deaf ear to his words as usual, but actually asked for his opinion, even Luo Jiujiang himself was stunned. He was stuck for a moment and blurted out, "Is Yang Quan alive?"
Yin Bansi: "..."
Yin Bansi wanted Luo Jiujiang to become half-dead and half-dead immediately.
"That's enough." Yin Bansi said coldly, "Get out of here now."
Luo Jiujiang stood up with a loud laugh, and jokingly bowed to Yin Bandi with his hands clasped together as if begging for mercy. Just as he took a few steps back and was about to turn around, Yin Bandi called him again.
"You know," Yin Bansi said calmly, "if you were on the verge of death, I would save you—but it would be best if you never needed me."
It was still Yin Bansi's lukewarm, even sarcastic tone, but the promise contained in it was deep enough.
Luo Jiujiang blinked.
After snapping his fingers two or three times, Luo Jiujiang slowly said, "Yes. But Brother Yin, you should also know that even if I were on the verge of death, I would rather you didn't save me like this."
The two men locked eyes for a moment, each one filled with determination and stubbornness. A moment later, Luo Jiujiang softened first. He smiled at Yin Bansi, spreading his hands. "Don't worry, Old Yin. I won't end up like that."
"I'm leaving now. See you in the Holy Mountain."
Yin Bansi uttered a low "hmm," then lifted his robe and sat back down. However, his action faltered mid-sentence. Yin Bansi called Luo Jiujiang back to a halt, his brow furrowed, looking irritated by his own repetitive behavior.
"Who's outside?" Yin Bansi asked unhappily, "Your brother?"
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Obviously Yin Bandi felt the environment outside this small world, but the person waiting there was certainly not Luo Jiujiang's brother, that person was Chen Yuan.
Judging from their attire alone, even if Luo Jiujiang's elder and second brothers were dragged here at this moment, they would not be as good as Chen Yuan in looking like Luo Jiujiang's biological brothers.
This "brother" waited quietly outside the small world centered on Yin Bansi's soul, his fingers spread out, fingertips pointing straight down, as if supporting something invisible. As soon as Luo Jiujiang emerged from this special world, he was scooped up by Shen Yuan's net.
Luo Jiujiang: "..." He now knew what the other party was holding on to. It was a net used to catch souls.
If Luo Jiujiang's feeling is correct, the material of this net is probably the same as that of Chen Yuan, and it should be a part of Chen Yuan's soul.
I just don't know what Chen Yuan is waiting for. If he wants to fight, his aura doesn't convey any fighting spirit; if he wants to ambush, he seems a bit too open and aboveboard. Luo Jiujiang struggled to turn over in the colorless and transparent net bag and asked kindly, "Brother Chen Yuan, what are you doing?"
Chen Yuan lowered his head and looked at Luo Jiujiang.
Perhaps because he couldn't speak clearly, Shen Yuan's eyes were so captivating they seemed to speak. Luo Jiujiang prided himself on his expressive eyes, but facing Shen Yuan's eyes, whose casual glance could accurately convey, "I opened the net to wait for you. I'm glad you look alright," he felt inferior.
Shen Yuan flicked his wrist, and the net that was holding Luo Jiujiang suddenly broke free. Shen Yuan looked at Luo Jiujiang with a different look in his eyes.
—A fight? His eyes said clearly.
"Brother Daoist, you want to spar with me?" Luo Jiujiang said with a smile, "I'm just looking forward to it. But after we decide the winner, shouldn't we have a prize?"
Shen Yuan nodded.
"If I win, Brother Chen Yuan, please teach me the skill of weaving a web just now—is that convenient?"
Shen Yuan nodded again.
Luo Jiujiang said with satisfaction: "If Brother Chen Yuan wins, what do you want?"
"..." Chen Yuan obviously didn't want anything. His eyes were wandering, as if he didn't understand why fighting was so troublesome.
"Alright," Luo Jiujiang decided for him, repeating his old trick with perfect familiarity: "If I lose, I'll give you a story, Brother Chen Yuan... Don't worry, even if I win by chance, I'll still tell you this story."
The author has something to say: Thanks to the cool summer night rocket launcher x3
Thanks to Hahaha for the mine x1 and grenade x1
Thanks to Tanxia for the mines x4
Thanks to Chu Jia Shaojiu for the mines x3
Thanks for the mines x2
Thanks to Yuxi for the mine x1
Thanks for scaring me with the monotonically increasing mines x1
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