Chapter 92
Two months later.
Su Jinzhou successfully suppressed his inner demons. After finishing his work, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the dilapidated room that looked like it had been swept by a hurricane. His eyes darkened.
This time the inner demon's destructive power is more powerful than ever before.
Most of the spirit-blocking wood on the four walls had lost their function, and broken wood was scattered all over the ground. Except for his corner, there was no room for anyone else.
He turned his eyes slightly and looked at the other end farthest from him.
Jiu Shuishen was huddled in a corner, his long hair disheveled like a madman, his clothes torn by sawdust, and he looked so terrified that he was in a state of disarray. When he saw him wake up, a light appeared in his eyes, and he ran to him, but didn't dare to get too close.
Ji Tang felt that her pretending was very real, and a surprised smile appeared on her face: "Congratulations to the Immortal Venerable for successfully suppressing the inner demon!"
Su Jinzhou took out the bone key from the lamp core of the Qingfeng Mingyue lamp beside him and opened the thousand-year-old cold iron locks on his wrists.
Two people came out of the dim stone house.
Ji Tang took a deep breath, feeling refreshed and at the same time, he found the freezing heavy snow outside more pleasing to the eye.
Su Jinzhou didn't say anything more and flew away on his sword.
Ji Tang followed him back to Qianli Yanbo. He wanted to give them a heads-up and go back to his own small peak to rest, but he saw Gu Yan and his sister Gu Sangniao waiting outside the protective spirit shield with their swords.
The two of them bowed and said, "Brother, you're back!"
"Immortal Venerable."
Su Jinzhou waved his sleeves to disperse the protective spiritual shield and flew first into the thousands of miles of smoke and waves.
After he landed, he asked, "How long have you been waiting?"
Gu Yan followed up, "More than half a month. This time you've been in seclusion longer than before." He hesitated to speak.
The longer the retreat time gets, the more difficult it is to suppress the inner demon. However, because Gu Sangniao is there, he didn't say it so clearly.
Su Jinzhou: "It's okay, I know what I'm doing."
He sat down at a stone table beneath a multi-season long radish blossom. The petals drifted down onto his dark sleeves. He glanced at the petals and asked, "Is Luo Chanzhi still in the sect?"
Gu Yan was a little surprised, "Yes, I haven't been able to go back since the Spring Banquet."
Ji Tang keenly caught that he said "could not" instead of "did not".
Gu Yan: "For unknown reasons, Elder Luo developed health problems shortly after arriving in our sect. He's been in a coma since the Spring Feast. Luo Xiu, the leader of the Jade Embroidery Sect, was also present this time. She's Elder Luo's older sister, and she even called in the elders from the Medicine Sect to examine his condition. The elders from our Medical Pavilion were also present, but they couldn't find the cause. Elder Luo is still resting in our sect, and this is causing quite a headache for the elders."
Su Jinzhou brushed away the petals and pressed his hand down.
Gu Yan and Gu Sangniao then sat down.
Su Jinzhou: "What are you doing here?"
Seeing that his senior brother no longer mentioned Luo Chanzhi, Gu Yan thought that he had only received the news that she had fallen asleep, so he didn't take it seriously. He then turned to business: "Qingmang Yanyue Mountain has sent people over."
For a moment, Su Jinzhou clenched his hands on the stone table, and Ji Tang subconsciously took a step forward.
She was originally standing behind Su Jinzhou. She took a step forward and got closer to Su Jinzhou, which also attracted the attention of several people.
Su Jinzhou turned around and glanced at her calmly, "Go make tea."
Ji Tang still wanted to hear about Qingmang Yanyue Mountain. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Su Jinzhou's cold gaze shooting at her. She had no choice but to respond.
She walked slowly on purpose, and behind her was Gu Yan's voice: "The Dragon Lord is almost at his limit. Someone has been sent over there to invite you over."
Jitang walked far away and could not hear what he said next.
She quickened her pace and came to the tea stove in the cave. She selected some fragrant wood from the piles of wood nearby and put it under the stove. She pinched her fingers together and flames suddenly ignited in the stove.
The fire was burning the fragrant wood, and she stood up again and took a quick look around the cave. This cave was not used for anything other than making tea, and the pots and pans had become decorations because of the immortal Su Jinzhou.
She took the morning dew from the wooden shelf at the other end, and walked past the tea rack where dozens of tea cans were placed, and chose the green wild Pu cake produced in Dengtian City, which was wrapped in paper on the lower layer.
She cut out a piece with a tea leaf knife, washed the tea and put it into the teapot.
After a while, a refreshing fragrance emerged from the light smoky smell of the jasmine wood. Ji Tang sat in front of the tea stove, his mind wandering to the Qingmang Yanyue Mountain.
More than 1,200 years ago, the Dragon Lord Yu Jin was poisoned. All the famous doctors were sought out to diagnose the Dragon Lord, but without exception, they were all helpless.
At that time, Jitang lived in Qingmang Yanyue Mountain to take care of her adoptive mother. Her adoptive mother's poison was somewhat similar to that of Senior Sturgeon Shark, so she started from there and went out to look for Qiu Runfang, one of the black-clothed believers. However, that man was very tight-lipped and she could not get any information from him.
Qiu Runfang ultimately met her end at the hands of Ji Tang, a man utterly cunning, cruel to others and even crueler to himself. In her final moments, she chose the most decisive act of self-destruction, leaving only two remnants of her soul: one escaped, the other trapped by Ji Tang.
The residual souls of the same person attracted each other. Ji Tang wanted to use the residual soul in her hand to find the one that escaped, but she could never find it. Until now, the residual soul left in Ji Tang's hand has been placed by her at the bottom of the Nine Nether Abyss, never seeing the light of day.
The lid of the pot was pushed open by the boiling tea. Ji Tang put out the fire on the fragrant wood, covered her hands with a layer of transformed spiritual power, and then she reached out to grab the handle of the teapot.
She hurried back and saw that they were still talking about what had just happened.
Jitang took the teacup from the table, filled it with seven-tenths of tea, and placed it next to Su Jinzhou.
Gu Sangniao coughed softly.
Ji Tang looked over and saw Gu Sangniao's eyes slightly falling on the teacup on the tea table. Ji Tang raised his eyebrows and pretended not to see it.
Before Gu Sangniao could say anything else, Gu Yan took out two porcelain cups, took the teapot from Jitang, and poured tea for himself and his sister.
Gu Sangniao lowered her head, rolled her eyes, and stopped talking.
Gu Yan was worried. "Brother, you just came out of seclusion. Will your body be able to withstand going to Qingmang Yanyue Mountain now?"
Su Jinzhou took the teacup and asked, "When have I ever been unable to hold on?"
Gu Yan spoke quickly, "Sister, at that time..."
Su Jinzhou swept his sharp eyes over.
Gu Yan shut up immediately.
After dinner, Zhou used a teapot to skim off the tea leaves and drank the tea.
Gu Yan knew that he had said the wrong thing, and he picked up the teacup guiltily. For a moment, the table became quiet.
"This tea..." Gu Yan took only one sip and then began to stare at the tea in the cup in a daze.
He subconsciously glanced at his senior brother and saw that Su Jinzhou was distracted for a rare time. His eyes were fixed on the tea, and his thoughts seemed to have flown far away.
He looked at Jitang again, "Did you make this tea?"
Ji Tang: "There is no one else in Qianli Yanbo, Master Gu Yan."
He changed from holding the tea in his hand to cupping it, which looked a bit funny.
Gu Sangniao whispered, "What's wrong, brother? It's just a bowl of tea, why are you acting so naive?"
Gu Yan didn't care about his sister and asked Ji Tang: "Why did you choose this tea?"
Ji Tang smiled and said, "It was placed alone on the tea stand, and more than half of it is gone. I thought the Immortal Venerable must drink it often, so I brewed this."
Gu Yan: "The fragrant wood used?"
Jitang: "Yes."
Gu Yan sighed slightly.
Gu Sangniao was puzzled. "What's so special about this tea?" She took a sip and frowned. "Raw Pu'er tea? Now that the weather is warm, why not drink some green tea to clear away heat and reduce internal heat?"
Gu Yan shook his head. "My senior brother and sister both love to drink Pu'er. My senior brother likes to drink raw Pu'er, and my sister likes to drink cooked Pu'er. I've been drinking them for so many years, and I've been influenced by them to only drink Pu'er tea. Once you get used to this tea, it's hard to change."
Gu Sangniao raised her brows, "Brother, why are you still talking about nightmares——"
She was halfway through her words when she was frightened by Gu Yan's cold stare and shut up.
Nightmare Zun Jitang, this is a taboo in front of Su Jinzhou and Gu Yan. Only they are allowed to mention it, no one else can.
Gu Sangniao didn’t understand why the Immortal Lord and his brother regarded the devil as a treasure and missed him for a long time even though he was despised by the world.
Several people were lost in their own thoughts and stopped talking. Ji Tang only refilled Su Jinzhou's tea. One of the other two was her junior brother, who couldn't stand her tea, and the other was not to Ji Tang's liking, so she wouldn't condescend to him.
They drank a pot of tea one cup after another.
Su Jinzhou then spoke, "I will go to Qingmang Yanyue Mountain tomorrow."
Gu Yan: "I'll go with you!"
After the night, I raised my eyes.
Gu Yan, "That's my senior sister's adoptive mother. I should go and see her."
*
The next morning, a group of four set out from Suxuanzong and arrived at Qingmang Yanyue Mountain near dusk.
Jitang has not been back for hundreds of years, and this mountain that no longer blocks the moon is like an old friend to her.
They flew over the river dividing line that separated the inner and outer parts of Qingmang Mountain on their swords. The Qingmang people who had been waiting for a long time flew down from the sky, and the giant dragon transformed into a human form.
"Immortal Venerable, True Man."
Su Jinzhou: "Take me to see the Dragon Lord."
The tribesmen nodded their heads in agreement and led the way.
They were sent to the top of the mountain by a teleportation array. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Ji Tang walked at the end and soon saw the white rocks under his feet.
Su Jinzhou led his men to salute the rock respectfully before heading towards the Dragon Lord Cave.
Jitang also walked over the rocks, his fingers gently stroking them, and said in his heart: "Godfather, Jitang is back."
Her hand was held by another hand and then raised.
Gu Sangniao acted like a senior and said coldly, "Take your dirty hands away!"
Ji Tang's eyes darkened. He didn't want to disturb his adoptive father's rest by starting from here, so he warned in a deep voice: "If the master still wants to help, let go."
Gu Sangniao was very wary of her. The memory of being knocked down by Jitang last time was still vivid in her mind. She felt that the hand holding Jitang was burning and she couldn't help but loosen it.
Ji Tang added, "Master, please don't be so alarmed and annoying."
Gu Sang Niao thought Ji Tang was talking about herself, "Whether or not it bothers you is a small matter, but if you bother some seniors who you shouldn't bother, that would really bother us."
Ji Tang, "So the real person knows, then why don't you just shut up and be quiet?"
"you!"
Gu Yan: "Sang Niao!"
Gu Yan can be considered indulgent towards this girl, but the Immortal Master would not indulge a mere little nightmare.
Ji Tang was blown far away by the spiritual power. When she landed, she saw her adoptive father's skeleton getting closer and closer to her. She stared and turned around, supporting herself with her wrists, dissolving some of the spiritual power that fell on her body, and fell from the edge of the cliff.
The wind whistled in her ears. She grabbed the rock and stepped on the protruding stone. The sudden weight loosened the gravel next to the stone, and she heard a rustling sound.
Gu Sangniao snorted coldly and caught up with Gu Yan.
Jitang climbed back to the top of the mountain nimbly. The Qingmang tribe member who led them up the mountain was just looking up at the cliff. When he saw Jitang showing up, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back.
He was confused and asked, "Are you okay?"
Ji Tang looked gloomy, "What can happen to me?"
What could be the matter?
This is Qingmang Yanyue Mountain! You, a mere cultivator in the late stage of Kaiguang, actually withstood the Immortal Venerable's spiritual power and returned to the top of the mountain unscathed. What could have happened? I thought you were going to die!
The Qingmang people swallowed these words back. Even though their hearts were filled with turmoil, they dutifully conveyed the Immortal Venerable's intentions: "The Immortal Venerable said to wait for you at the cliff edge when you come up."
After saying that, he added from the bottom of his heart: I just didn’t expect you to come up so quickly.
Ji Tang simply sat on the ground with his legs hanging over the cliff, "Got it."
The Qingmang people were terrified again. Even those who had lived in the mountains all year round did not dare to stick their legs out of the cliff. If they fell down accidentally, they would be smashed to pieces!
He couldn't help but look at her, but before he could take a second look, he saw her turn around, her eyes filled with anger and coldness, "Anything else?"
The Qingmang people shuddered at the look, shook their heads like rattles, and walked away weakly.
Who could have thought that he, a cultivator who was about to form a golden core, would be so weak in front of a small cultivator in the late stage of enlightenment.
Jitang turned around and looked at the scenery outside the cliff.
She was furious at Su Jinzhou's spiritual power. Although she knew that Su Jinzhou was not happy with the little nightmare 'Jiu Shui Shen', 'Jiu Shui Shen' was Ji Tang. It would be strange if she could be in a good mood after receiving such a blow.
She felt complicated for a moment. On the one hand, she knew that Su Jinzhou was keeping her in mind, and on the other hand, she was a little angry because of this spiritual power.
"Su Jinzhou, just wait for me!"
The inner demon is the inner demon, and the spiritual power is the spiritual power. One thing is different from another, and the accounts must be settled clearly.
"It's strange, there are still people who dare to call Su Jinzhou by his name?"
Ji Tang was frozen in place by the sudden voice.
She immediately recognized the owner of the voice. It was Huanmang, the young patriarch of the Qingmang Dragon Clan and her sworn brother.
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