Chapter 147 Immortal Lord, stop flirting, be careful of your... (I)
Question 1: If you could hear your lover’s inner voice, what would you do?
Answer: Ask him for his bank card password.
Question 2: Yu Huo, what would you do?
Yu Huo: Why are you asking me? I don’t have any!
Jiang Feng: Yes, I am the one who can hear the voice of your heart.
Question 3: Okay, so what would you do?
Jiang Feng: What? Listening to free stand-up comedy, of course.
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Tick-tick-tick...
Water drops fell on the ice, causing echoes in the empty cave.
Yu Huo's eyelashes trembled, and he struggled to open his eyes, only to see a floating white.
He lifted the veil that blocked his view, and his eyes were distracted for a moment by the thick layer of ice covering his cave.
cold!
Yu Huo retracted his hand and shuddered. His mouth was filled with swirling breath, which was then blew away by the wind that came in through the gap.
[World line transmission in progress...]
This is a world full of spiritual energy, where humans can become immortals and monsters can transform. Anyone with excellent qualifications can enter the world of cultivation and practice, hoping to shed their mortal bodies and ascend to heaven.
Human cultivators gather in sects, while demon cultivators live in cities. They are clearly divided, and they are in constant conflict over the distribution of resources.
Amidst repeated hatred and hostility, they finally learned the tragic news that the world's spiritual energy was damaged and no one could ascend to heaven anymore.
Shortly after the ceasefire, they remembered the cave of the last immortal who had ascended to heaven many years ago. Because the outcome was still undecided at that time, the two tribes divided the key to the cave in two and put it aside for the time being.
In order to obtain the secret of ascension, the human race and the demon race can only shake hands and make peace temporarily, planning to work together to reopen the cave after five years. The demon race even sent Jiang Feng, the son of the Demon King, to the world's number one sect, the Liangyi Sect, to seek marriage.
The so-called Liangyi Sect refers to the two most famous saints in the sect, Su Yue and Lie Yang.
Saint Lord Lieyang is the leader of Liangyi Sect. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also a woman. In fact, it is most appropriate for the son of Demon King to marry Saint Lord Lieyang. But the bad thing is that Saint Lord Lieyang practices the way of ruthlessness. In the end, the blame can only fall on Saint Lord Su Yue, who is as famous as her.
After the marriage, Saint Lord Su Yue still did not care about worldly affairs and never came out of seclusion. Because of this guilt, the monks in the sect did not treat the son of the Demon King differently.
With this reason, Jiang Feng gradually became more and more successful in the sect, and finally stole the key to the cave and became the world's top power.
The strange thing is that after coming out of the cave, he did not ascend to heaven, nor did he help the demon clan plunder resources. Instead, he tortured all species equally, and the world of cultivation was in turmoil.
The person Yu Huo had penetrated was none other than the great wretch known as the Su Yue Saint Monarch. Despite his fame, he was so absorbed in his cultivation that he rarely appeared in public, so no one dared to disturb him. It wasn't until Jiang Feng began wreaking havoc on the world that everyone remembered the incredibly powerful Su Yue Saint Monarch. However, when they arrived at his retreat, they discovered he had long since passed away, possessed by a demonic force during his cultivation. Because he'd been dead for so long, his body had long since turned to mere bones...
At this moment, Yu Huo traveled through time exactly five minutes after his original body had died.
After the internal organs in the body were gradually repaired by him, the original owner's memory began to slowly recover.
Saint Lord Su Yue is very mysterious in the sect, so mysterious that even his worship in the hall is temporarily performed by Saint Lord Lie Yang's disciple when he reaches a critical moment in his cultivation.
In fact...Yu Huo's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: The original owner is actually a socially anxious person.
"Little bastard, what kind of life did you want?"
[Unjust Species 945: He didn't want anything, and wasn't satisfied with the reincarnation script he was given, so he's still stuck in the dimension.]
Yu Huo thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you ask him if he can be a hedgehog? He's easy to raise because he's autistic. If he's unhappy, he can just curl up his spines and no one can see him."
[Ah, why didn't I think of that! Host, you said you have this brain, wouldn't it be great to use it for studying?]
"I don't like going to school. It always makes me feel like I'm in prison."
【......】
Seeing that the system was silent again, Yu Huo stopped talking, looked down at his reflection on the ice, and reached out to pull off the felt hat on his head.
The long black hair that reached his waist created tiny ripples in the air, and his skin, which had not seen the sun for many years, seemed three times whiter than snow. Although his handsome face was not stunningly beautiful, he had a pair of seductive fox eyes. When Yu Huo looked at him with these eyes, there was an inexplicable sharpness and laziness, like a red rose wrapped in thorns, seemingly weak and vulnerable, but if he stretched out his hand, he would be hit by thorns in his palm.
He withdrew his gaze, walked to the entrance of the cave, and waved his hand to remove the barrier.
Suddenly, all kinds of noisy sounds penetrated the eardrums, and the booming drumbeats resounded throughout the sky.
What's going on in the sect?
Yu Huo looked at the bustling crowd at the foot of the mountain and raised his eyebrows secretly.
The original owner died in the third year of her marriage to the Demon King's son. According to the time, the selection of inner disciples and personal disciples should be taking place now.
The original owner was socially anxious, and he didn't even have any servants to serve him, let alone apprentices.
However, Jiang Feng seemed to have accepted several disciples in his name during this selection, including a demon who was secretly lurking in the sect.
However, by this time, Jiang Feng had already established a firm foothold in the sect. Not to mention accepting a few disciples, even the affairs of Yehan Peak, which belonged to the original owner, were managed by him in an orderly and meticulous manner.
"Tsk, aren't the Liangyi Sect just a bunch of naive people?"
Yu Huo sighed, turned his wrist, and his natal spiritual weapon, the Seven Killings Ling, suddenly appeared in front of him.
He stepped lightly on the snow-white silk that had no fixed place to stay, and in the blink of an eye he appeared above the martial arts field.
"Seven Killing Ling! Could it be the Su Yue Saint?"
As the second most powerful Saint Lord in the sect, how could everyone know about his natal spiritual weapon?
The next second, as the white silk descended, the front end stood up high like a waterfall flowing against the current, until the figure of the person coming was completely exposed to everyone's sight. The Seven Killing Silk that rose to mid-air also disappeared in an instant.
The scene seemed to be paused in an instant. After a long while, a pleasant voice with no ups and downs came from the podium.
The woman in bright red stood up with a world-weary look on her face. When she looked at him, she quickly curled her lips: "Yu Huo, why did you come out? Is there something wrong with your cultivation?"
Yu Huo shrugged. "Thank you for your concern, Master. My cultivation has indeed reached a bottleneck. I think... instead of working in isolation, I might as well go out and relax. Maybe my stuck state of mind will loosen up."
Upon hearing this, the Sage Lord of the Blazing Sun, Wei Fengxiao, nodded in agreement, "That's right. If one's mindset can't keep up, it's easy to go astray in cultivation."
The elders from other peaks echoed the sentiment. Zhou Jing, the head of Chaomu Peak, who was in charge of the sect's miscellaneous affairs, stroked his beard and stepped forward with a smile, "Yes, Saint Su Yue, why don't you take a break recently? Look, Jiang Feng just happened to have accepted three disciples for you. You should take this opportunity to teach them a few well. Otherwise, wouldn't your cultivation be wasted?"
To be honest, the original owner, who had social anxiety, was not familiar with these people. What Master Zhou did today was really for ulterior motives. It was most likely that he was trying to match him up with Jiang Feng.
Yu Huo narrowed his eyes quickly and looked in the direction of the other person's finger, meeting the man's gaze.
His gaze shifted slightly, tracing over the sickle-shaped silver hairpin on the man's head, his thin lips curled up slightly: "Master Zhou is right."
There was harmony here, with people exchanging greetings. Just before Jiang Feng looked away, he heard a strange voice in his ears.
——What are you looking at?
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