Caught by the Demon Lord!!
Immortal clan, Wangyun Mountain.
The blue sky is boundless, endless spiritual energy ripples from the misty peaks, birds fly across the sky, and the cloud mirror standing on the top of the mountain vibrates. This place is the forbidden land of the immortals, but at this moment, there are several people with solemn expressions standing at the foot of the mountain.
The white-haired old man stood under the time mirror with a tense expression.
Someone came up from behind and asked, "Elder Hanyue, how is it?"
The white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the sky, and his voice was vicissitudes: "The Time Mirror is vibrating, I'm afraid something big is going to happen in the Three Realms."
The tall Time Mirror stood in the void, with four huge spirit stones serving as support around it. It was crystal clear, but it emitted a faint red light all over its body, which was very eye-catching.
Ling Can was a little surprised and said: "In these tens of millions of years, the Time Mirror has never made any predictions. The last time the Time Mirror was like this was because..."
He couldn't continue speaking halfway through.
The white-haired old man had a calm expression. He stroked his beard and said with some emotion, "The last time the time mirror was opened, it predicted the coming of the demon god. Thirteen million years have passed since then."
Ling Can's eyes widened, with a hint of fear and trembling: "Then, then this time it's red light again, doesn't it mean..."
All around was as quiet as snow.
The cold wind blew over, bringing deathly silence.
The old man looked at the time mirror in the air and finally sighed softly: "I'm afraid that the devil will come to this world again."
"What!?" Ling Can raised his voice. "How could another demon god descend to the world? Ye Jisheng has only half of his magic power and has dominated the three realms. If it weren't for the God-Slaying Formation back then, the demon clan would have already dominated. Now another demon god is about to appear. If he is as cruel and ruthless as Ye Jisheng, won't the three realms be in chaos?"
The old man stood at the edge of the cliff and looked at the sea of clouds, saying with a look of vicissitudes: "It's time and fate..."
Ling Can hurriedly asked: "Great Elder, is it possible to stop this?"
"The prophecy of the time mirror is destiny." The old man looked at him sideways and said, "If you try to change your fate, have you forgotten what happened a thousand years ago?"
All of Ling Can's words were stuck in his throat.
Even though it has been a long time since the events of that year, they are still vivid in my mind. Whenever I think about them, I still feel fear in my heart.
Millions of years ago, the Wanmie Mountain God-Slaying Formation was broken, and the demon god Ye Jisheng climbed the mountain with a sword. The entire immortal clan was bleeding and almost wiped out. His plain Taoist robe was dyed black. The fire burned for three days and three nights. If the immortal master had not sacrificed his soul to the formation and worked together with several elders to protect the mountain, the immortal clan would have been burned to ashes. It is not an exaggeration to call the sacred mountain a purgatory on earth at that time.
Even after that war.
In order to extinguish the soul fire, Lingshan has been covered with heavy snow for tens of millions of years, and the cold is biting.
Ling Can said in a trembling voice: "But, hasn't the Demon God forgotten what happened back then? That person's death was not caused by our Immortal Clan. The Grandmaster once said that it was the calamity that Ye Jisheng had to go through to become a god."
The white-haired old man's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He looked into the distance and finally sighed, "It's hard to predict fate."
Ling Can took a deep breath and could only guess: "Historically, only when a god dies will a new god appear. Could it be that Ye Jisheng is about to die..."
The white-haired old man looked up at Shi Jing for a long time, and finally said: "No, there is another way."
Ling Can's eyes gradually widened: "You, you mean..."
The white-haired old man nodded gently: "The son of the demon god is the innate divine body."
Ling Can felt a chill all over his body, and almost dared not think about it, blurting out: "If so, the demon race must have two demon gods. If so, then this little demon god should not have been born yet. Why don't we strike first?"
A demon god who is not even at the peak of his power is still like this.
If there is another little devil.
You should know that there is no other God-Slaying Formation in the world.
The white-haired old man glanced at him sideways, his eyes calm and he said: "In that incident, the Immortal Clan suffered a devastating disaster. If we attack Ye Jisheng's wife and children now, using the methods of the Demon God, if he knew about it..."
Ling Can was silent.
Then, with that person's cruel and twisted methods, I'm afraid the entire Three Realms will be buried with him.
Monster Clan, Fuling Mountain
In the wing of a high-rise building, the young man sitting at the table had a guilty and innocent look on his face. He looked at the person in front of him with a pair of clear and bright eyes, anxiously waiting for the answer.
Fu Changhuan paused for a moment, then asked calmly, "That night?"
Jian Zhen nodded and asked, "That night I transformed, and I vaguely remember practicing dual cultivation with someone, but I was not conscious when I transformed, and after I woke up I was not in the same place because of the Wanmie Mountain, so..."
Fu Changhuan was very smart. He said, "So you don't know who the other party is."
Jian Zhen said obediently: "I know it vaguely in my heart. In fact, I am a twin fairy grass. In addition to being in the fairy clan, the other grass is in the demon clan. On the night of transformation, I could feel the other party's breath was someone I was familiar with."
In fact, no matter whether it is past life or this life.
Jane is now an adult with a mature mind.
Although it was an accident, even if he didn't remember it, he could vaguely recall that he felt hot and cold and was in great pain when he transformed, and it seemed that he took the initiative to get close to the other party, so he never took the incident to heart and just regarded it as a one-night stand. If he really took it to heart, it would be hard to say who took advantage of whom.
I just didn't expect to get pregnant.
Jian Zhen retracted his wrist, looked at the person sitting opposite him who was cold and pure, and said softly: "It seems that he is not the Immortal Venerable."
Fu Changhuan looked up at him and said calmly, "On the night when the strange movement occurred at Wanmie Mountain, I was in seclusion. Because of the influence of Wanmie Mountain, the formation of my seclusion was affected, and my memory of that period is not clear."
Jian Zhen: “…”
The grass was silent, the grass was shocked, and the grass was at a loss.
The person sitting there thought for a moment, realized the meaning of this sentence, raised his head and looked at him in surprise.
Jian Zhen's mind went blank for a moment, and she stammered, "So, you... I..."
Fu Changhuan tapped his finger on the table. He raised his hand, picked up the jade porcelain teapot beside him, poured a cup of hot tea, and placed it in front of Jian Zhen. His movements were smooth and elegant, and his tone was calm. "So it's too early to draw a conclusion on this matter."
Jane Zhen's hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly.
After knowing that the child might not be Ye Jisheng's, he felt a strange feeling in his heart for a moment, but he did not feel relieved.
Who understands?
At first he just wanted to find a cafeteria to eat a meal!
Oh, I can’t figure it out.
Jian Zhen almost couldn't swallow the water, and his face turned red from choking on the water. He looked up and said, "No, I have to go back. Today is the first day for the new disciples on the mountain, and they have to take roll call in the evening."
Fu Changhuan said calmly: "You haven't passed the entrance examination yet, so you are not considered disciples of Fuling Mountain."
Jian Zhen half-understood and said, "Yes..."
But then I thought again, something seemed to be wrong.
"Then I have to go back too." Jian Zhen put down the cup and said, "Otherwise they will be worried if they can't find me."
Fu Changhuan raised his hand and stopped him easily: "Now that you are not feeling well, you can rest in this warm room tonight. I will naturally make arrangements for the new disciple."
Jian Zhen herself was not a person who followed the rules, and the warm room was obviously more comfortable, so she nodded obediently and said, "Okay."
Night fell outside.
The night sky of the demon clan is dotted with stars, and a soundproof formation has been set up in the warm room.
After a tiring day, Jian Zhen curled up on the soft couch and fell asleep in a short while. The little person curled up into a ball with a slender back. Under the candlelight, a blanket appeared out of thin air in Fu Changhuan's hand and covered the person.
A clear bird call was heard outside the window.
Fu Changhuan turned around and saw a snow-white spirit bird standing at the railing and walking out.
After the spirit bird sensed the breath of the Immortal Venerable, it turned into a snow-white scroll and fell into his hands. After opening it, he could see clear handwriting on it: [The time mirror opens, the young son of the demon god appears in the world. I hope the Immortal Venerable will investigate this matter and eliminate the trouble for the three realms.]
The night is quiet.
The man standing by the eaves had a tall and straight figure, his snow-white clothes fluttering in the wind, his temperament as gentle as dust. The spirit axis in his palm instantly turned into smoke and dissipated in the air, along with it, it seemed as if there was also a silent sigh.
next day
Jane really got up early in the morning.
He slept in until noon, and in his dream he was eating a chicken drumstick, but in his dream the drumstick kept floating, and he wanted to chase it, but the drumstick flew up. In order to chase the drumstick, he jumped -
“Ouch!”
The man who fell off the couch fell flat on his face.
With the brocade quilt covering her body, Jian Zhen raised her head in a daze and looked outside.
Fu Changhuan was standing not far away, holding a lunch box in his hand, and was standing at the door with his eyes lowered to look at him. The young man, dressed in white and elegant like a banished immortal, was sleeping in a ball on the ground with sleepy eyes, completely out of touch with the situation.
Jian Zhen climbed out of the quilt and said, "Did I sleep too long?"
Fu Changhuan held the food box in his hand and said, "Compared to the time you slept in the basin before, it's not that long."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Is this a compliment or a scolding?
A certain little grass obediently got up, folded the quilt, put on the coat and clothes next to it, and washed up.
Fu Changhuan sat at the table, on which was placed steaming hot food. He said, "Come and have dinner."
Jian Zhen's eyes lit up and asked, "It seems to be different from yesterday's meal."
Fu Changhuan nodded and said, "You are not used to the food of the demon tribe, so I asked a boy to bring some cakes made of fresh vegetables and spiritual medicine from the sacred mountain. These cakes are low in meat and fish, and suitable for you to eat."
Jian Zhen picked up a piece of crystal cake and took a bite. A satisfied smile lit up her fair face and she nodded and said, "It's delicious."
The soft and glutinous crystal cake is delicious and not greasy.
Jian Zhen, who was very satisfied with the meal, said with emotion: "When I was sitting on the windowsill before, I saw the cakes on your table. I always thought how happy I would be if I could eat them in the future!"
Fu Changhuan chuckled and said, "You, everyone else likes rare treasures, but you like these delicacies."
Jian Zhen bit the pastry, her fair face puffed up, and she spoke a little vaguely: "The sky is big, the earth is big, and my belly is the biggest."
Fu Changhuan's eyes were warm, and he personally brought him a piece of cake and said, "If you like it, eat more. When we return to Lingshan, let Xiaotong keep it ready."
Jian Zhen took it and took a bite. It was delicious and had a soft, warm aroma of the sun. He slightly curved his eyebrows and said subconsciously, "I haven't eaten it for a long time, and it's still so delicious."
As soon as the words fell, there was silence.
After Jian Zhen finished speaking, she was also stunned and blinked helplessly.
strangeness……
He must have never eaten it before, why did he talk for so long?
Fu Changhuan sat quietly opposite him, looking at him, his eyes were deep and quiet, as if they contained frost and snow for thousands of years, but he smiled lightly and said in a calm voice: "But have you been chanting in the basin for a long time?"
Jane really thought it made sense, nodded and said obediently: "Yeah, it's possible."
He soon forgot about this slip of the tongue.
The days in the warm room were pleasant, and Jian Zhen was very tired these past few days, so he simply rested well in the warm room for two days. On the third day, he received the notification letter for the official convening of the Fuling Mountain Disciples Conference.
After receiving the letter, he will return to the Disciple Pavilion.
Fu Changhuan said: "You don't have to go to this disciple conference. If you want to learn skills, you can study in Lingshan. There are different immortal skills to learn in several peaks under the immortal clan."
Lingshan?
Jian Zhen remembered that the Demon Lord once told him that among the peak masters of Lingshan, there was a disciple named Ling Can who allowed his apprentices to learn forbidden techniques and was not a good person.
Think about this.
Jian Zhen quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not going to the Peak Master!"
Seeing his refusal, Fu Changhuan chuckled and said, "Do you want me to teach you personally?"
In the entire Three Realms, except for a few direct disciples who have this treatment, ordinary people do not have this honor, especially the disciples under Fu Changhuan, each of whom has practiced for thousands of years and has a profound foundation.
Jian Zhen thought about it seriously, raised her head and said, "No need."
Fu Changhuan was surprised and asked him, "Why?"
No one has ever refused such good conditions.
Jian Zhen had already put on his clothes. The light blue disciple robe made him look full of vigor. His fair and tender face was round and well-behaved. He said, "Because if I were the disciple of the Immortal Lord, I would definitely be the worst one."
Fu Changhuan was silent for a rare moment. If compared with that peak master, these words were indeed irrefutable.
Jian Zhen tilted her head and calculated seriously: "But if I'm here, everyone is just getting started, so I'm not the worst!"
The sun shone on his shoulders, bright and shining, as if there was not a trace of shadow.
Fu Changhuan chuckled: "Well, it's good to have some experience, but you have to be careful about everything, and take your health as the most important thing. The rules of the demon race are different from those of the immortal race, so don't act recklessly."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Does he look that crazy?
The thought of rebutting just arose in his mind, but he fell silent again after remembering the incident with Shui Jing.
Anyway, if he says he didn't do it on purpose, no one will believe him!
Fuling Mountain
All the disciples who passed the Water Mirror selection went back up the mountain. Jian Zhen stood at the end of the team and found that many people were looking at him. The looks were not hostile, but they were full of strangeness.
People ended up in pairs of three or four, and Jian Zhen, who was alone, became an outlier.
Until someone tapped his arm.
"Brother Jian, we finally meet!"
Jian Zhen turned around and saw Yu, whom she hadn't seen for a few days. Yu had also put on his disciple's uniform, but his face was still dusty. However, his overall temperament had become much more upright.
Jian Zhen said: "Yu, you seem to be much taller than me."
Yu smiled, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "After all, I have to disguise myself a little bit now, and I can't reveal my identity."
Jian Zhen nodded and said, "I understand."
Yu blinked: "What do you know?"
He felt that Jian Zhen would at least be curious about who he was hiding from, whether his status in the demon clan was very high, and whether it would be beneficial to him.
But.
"I'll keep it a secret for you." Jian Zhen said gently but sincerely, "Don't let anyone know."
Yu was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Jian."
Jian Zhen said: "You're welcome, you are my good friend."
The two people were talking in low voices.
The grand ceremony ahead is about to begin. The demon clan's apprenticeship ceremony held once every hundred years at Fuling Mountain is the most important day for the entire demon clan. On this day, the demon clan will invite leaders of all clans in the three realms to come and watch the ceremony.
Yu Fu Er Jian Zhen said: "I don't know if the Demon Lord will come this time."
When he heard the word "Demon Lord", his whole body froze.
Jian Zhen looked at Yu in shock: "Ye...Will the Demon Lord come too?"
"Why do you look so surprised?" Yu smiled and said, "For such a big ceremony of the demon clan, it is natural that the kings of the two clans, the demon lord and the demon lord, will come to watch the ceremony. Look, the immortal lord is here, isn't he?"
Jian Zhen seemed to be thinking about something, and asked, "Why didn't the Demon Lord come?"
In fact, he had never been separated from Ye Jisheng for so long.
It's not always easy to adapt to the days of seeing each other so often.
Yu said: "The Demon Lord never likes occasions like this and usually doesn't come. I think it will be the same this year."
Jane really nodded.
The two people just finished speaking.
From the VIP seats at the ceremony in front, the head of the sect was surprised and said, "I didn't know that the Demon Lord had come to visit us. It really brings glory to Fuling Mountain!"
Everyone looked up at the mountain.
On the platform at the highest peak, under the bright sun, a tall figure appeared beside the Fuling Cliff. He was dressed in black and his black hair was slightly lifted in the air. He rode a fire phoenix with its wings spread in the air. He appeared in the demon clan's grand ceremony. Hundreds of demons bowed to him without any words. Where he was, it was as if he was standing in the Hall of Yama in all directions. His invisible aura was mixed with danger and dignity, which made people feel afraid.
Ye Jisheng raised his eyes lazily and swept his gaze across the stage: "The matter of the Fuling Mountain and Water Mirror is known to all three realms. Now it is the day of the demon clan's grand ceremony, how could I not come?"
That's what I said.
Jian Zhen, who was sitting in the audience, didn't know why, but a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back.
Yu whispered beside him, "Is it really the Demon Lord? I heard that the Demon Lord has never been to the Demon Clan Ceremony in tens of millions of years."
Jian Zhen: “…”
It really couldn't be more true.
This familiar feeling of oppression is guaranteed by the life of the grass!
The leader of the demon clan smiled and arranged seats on the stage. The ceremony for new disciples could have the leaders of both the immortal and demon clans preside over it. No matter what, it would be of great benefit to the demon clan if the news got out.
Ye Jisheng stepped forward and faced Fu Changhuan who was sitting on the stage not far away.
It was a bright day, but the atmosphere around the two people was extremely cold.
Those who were doing this were all powerful monsters with the highest level of cultivation among the monster clan, but they still felt a chilling sense of oppression and were somewhat on pins and needles.
Fu Changhuan put down the teacup in his hand and said, "It is really surprising that the Demon Lord would come here."
Ye Jisheng looked at him calmly. His red eyes were as dark as the beautiful and dangerous Mandragora, which made people dare not look directly at him. He said in a light tone: "If the Immortal Lord Wangyou can come, why can't I come?"
Fu Changhuan said calmly: "This seat cares about the outstanding younger generations in the Three Realms, so it is only right that I am here."
Ye Jisheng sat down on the other side of the chair, his dark robe slashing through the air, a faint smile on his handsome face, but that smile didn't reach his eyes, which revealed a chill that never let people see his emotions: "Oh?"
On the entire stage, no one dared to speak when these two people opened their mouths.
Ye Jisheng leaned lazily against the back of his chair and said calmly, "Then I should also care about the younger generation."
Everyone: “…”
First time here in millions of years.
Isn't it too late for you to care?
But no one dared to dismantle the Demon Lord's throne because of what he said.
At least the leader of the demon clan didn't dare to do that. He wiped the sweat off his head, smiled and said, "Then let's get started."
The square was filled with new disciples of the demon clan. With a command from the leader, a huge magic circle was activated, and a huge light slowly lit up from under everyone's feet. All the disciples looked at their floating bodies in confusion.
Almost instantaneous.
The entire square was empty.
At the same time, all candidates heard the words coming from the void: "In order to ensure fairness, the content of each year's examination at Fuling Mountain is different. In this examination, all disciples will enter a fantasy world. Only those who pass the tests of the senior brothers and get wooden cards will be considered to have passed the test. Those who get three wooden cards can directly enter the next round of selection."
As the illusion opened, a huge water statue emerged on the stage, allowing everyone to see what was happening in the illusion.
The head of the sect turned around and smiled at the two powerful people and said, "Let's take a look at this year's disciples to see if there are any outstanding ones. After all, the Misty Forest is the illusionary realm with the most eliminated people in the past."
The other elders also echoed:
"Yes, yes."
"It is said that there are several outstanding ones in this class."
"Is he a disciple of the Wang family of the four great demon clans?"
"The Sikong family is also good..."
Several people were talking about it, but only the two people with the highest status sitting in the upper seats kept silent. Both of them looked at the water mirror thoughtfully, as if they were waiting for something.
Seeing these elders, they felt unsure.
Could it be that...
Among this class of disciples, are there any particularly powerful and talented people that they don't know about?
The illusion of the demon clan.
Jian Zhen fell from the air onto the lawn and couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Ouch."
He was surrounded by a forest filled with thick fog. He fell on the grass in the forest. The air was so humid that it seemed as if his hands would turn into dew. From time to time, there were some unknown animal noises in the depths of the forest, which sounded terrifying.
At the same time.
The water mirror screen covered the sky above the stage, and simultaneously showed real-time images of several contestants. Most of the people had begun to get nervous, and began to use their various abilities to try to break the illusion.
only--
Jian Zhen's water mirror was a scene of peace and tranquility. He walked in the woods. The paths in the woods were filled with strange tricks and illusions. Ordinary people would probably get lost in them immediately if they entered.
A certain elder sighed and said, "I'm afraid this person won't be able to leave."
The others nodded as well.
Just when I was feeling bored and was about to look away to look at other contestants——
Jian Zhen squatted down in front of a small flower. The most taboo thing in the illusion was to touch any plants in the array, as he might be drawn into the array. However, his face was gentle and friendly, and he listened carefully for a while.
The small flower on the ground shook gently and pointed in a direction with its leaves.
A smile appeared on Jian Zhen's face. "Do you want to go forward and then turn? Got it. Thank you, kind and beautiful Xiaohua."
The little flowers on the ground pinched their waists proudly, and their petals spread out.
Jian Zhen listened to two more sentences and said, "Hmm... there is a trap under the stone on the left, right? I remember it."
Xiaohua then nodded in satisfaction.
Jian Zhen left happily. He had a smooth journey through the dangerous forest that others encountered. When he lost his direction, he would stop and chat with the plants on the roadside. He could talk to anyone.
The elders outside the water mirror: "..."
Silence seemed to cover everyone like the air.
A fat elder who didn't know the truth slammed the table and said, "How ridiculous! This kid is simply crooked!"
The words fell.
The fat elder felt two cold gazes falling on him, making him feel creepy.
The head of the sect was shocked when he heard this. It would be fine if others didn't know, but he knew that Jian Zhen was resting in the warm room. He had been in the demon clan for so many years, and if he still couldn't figure it out, it would be all in vain. This person was obviously the Immortal Lord's little lover!
Seeing that the elders under his command were so tactless.
The head of the sect immediately smiled and said, "That's not right. I think this kid's ability is very unique, and it is similar to the way the immortals perceive the world and nature."
I thought this would be foolproof.
Who knows——
As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer was heard, not light or heavy, but it made people feel tremendous pressure.
The head of the sect felt something was wrong. He looked up and saw Ye Jisheng's face. The man in black clothes sitting at the top seat smiled but his eyes did not reach his eyes. He said in a calm voice: "It is a plant of the demon race. It breeds nature. What does it have to do with the immortal race?"
When he finished speaking, the head of the sect almost broke out in a cold sweat.
I was even more miserable in my heart.
He just wanted to please the Immortal Lord's lover, so how could he make the Demon Lord unhappy?
Fu Changhuan picked up the teacup on the table, his cold face without any extra expression, he said: "The Demon Lord is right, but even if it has nothing to do with the Immortal Clan, it has nothing to do with the Demon Clan either."
“So what?” Ye Jisheng looked at him lazily, frank but arrogant. He said calmly, “I am the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan. As long as you say he is related, then he is related.”
Fu Changhuan raised his eyes, his eyes clear and bright: "Doesn't the Demon Lord think you are too overbearing?"
Ye Jisheng curled his lips and smiled: "I really can't learn the hypocritical tricks of the immortals."
Fu Changhuan suddenly put down the teacup and looked at Ye Jisheng with sharp and cold eyes. The dangerous aura was spreading around, and even the image in the water mirror was affected. The tit-for-tat between the two men of top strength was enough to easily destroy this place.
The leader complained bitterly and was about to dissuade him.
A surprised voice came from the water mirror: "Really?"
Just one sentence attracted the attention of two men who were incompatible with each other.
In the water mirror, Jian Zhen, who was in the illusion forest, stood in front of the elders guarding the formation with a smile on her fair face: "Did I pass?"
The elder said with a smile: "Yes, little brother, you stay in my formation and ask for directions everywhere. How can my formation contain you? Please stay a little longer, or I will lose face!"
Jian Zhen smiled sheepishly. He took the token and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa. I'll go to the next level now!"
The elder was stunned.
This was the first time someone called him like that.
Jian Zhen picked up the token and headed for the next test. The demon clan had three major tests, and he needed to get three tokens. The next test he entered was his senior brother's Thousand Man Formation test. The so-called Thousand Gate Formation was because the senior brother, who was the eye of the formation, had the ability to transform into a thousand bodies and could transform into hundreds of the same phantoms at the same time. The requirement for breaking the formation was that the disciple had to find his true body within the time of one stick of incense.
Looking at the proud man in the formation, he created hundreds of clones.
Jian Zhen walked straight up to one of them, pointed and said, "You are real."
The man was stunned and said subconsciously: "I am not."
Jian Zhen nodded seriously and said, "You are."
The man asked curiously, "How do you know?"
Jian Zhen said: "Your scent is lighter than the other clones. I can smell it."
As soon as the words fell, all around fell silent.
The man was silent for a moment before he said, "Are you serious?"
Jane really nodded obediently: "Yeah."
The senior brother's face fell instantly, and all illusions disappeared. He said, "Should I take a bath next time?"
Jane really thought about it and said, "Then I can smell it, too."
Senior Brother: "...Who taught you this method?"
Jian Zhen was silent for a moment before she said, "I am a little grass, and I am very sensitive to smells."
The senior brother handed him the wooden sign, raised his hand and said, "You are awesome. I admit defeat."
Jian Zhen took it and smiled. His fair face was full of satisfaction. The reflection of the leaves fell on him, and he was as dazzling as a vigorous new bud: "Thank you."
The senior brother was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "Let's go quickly, hold the sign well, don't let anyone snatch it away."
Jane really nodded obediently.
Soon, he walked along the path to the next checkpoint. This checkpoint was an array set up by a senior sister. The requirement was to get out of the maze within the time of an incense stick. There would be large and small illusions in the maze to confuse people's minds. Basically, anyone who entered the maze would see countless illusions that would make them stop and be unwilling to move forward.
Just when everyone was curious about how Jian Zhen was going to break the formation.
The person standing at the center of the formation——
He tore a piece of cloth from his robe, covered his eyes and ears, and walked forward.
Along the way, I got up and continued walking if I fell, and walked firmly in one direction. I didn't see any illusions or hear any sounds, and I walked out of the maze in less than an incense stick of time.
For a moment, all the elders watching the game fell silent.
The senior sister who was guarding the formation didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You little guy, I admire you. How did you come up with such a plan?"
Jian Zhen stood there obediently and said, "Because every time I want to walk, something will appear in front of me to block me."
The senior sister said: "Then you..."
"I thought it would be better if I couldn't see." Jian Zhen raised the strip of cloth in her hand and said, "So I used this to cover my eyes, and it really became much quieter."
I learned this from the devil.
If you feel it's noisy, make the surroundings quieter.
It is a really smart little grass, able to apply what it has learned!
"You are really amazing." The senior sister couldn't help but rub Jian Zhen's head: "Hold your sign well, you have advanced!"
Jian Zhen took the sign, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she bowed and said, "Thank you."
So far, less than a hundred people have emerged from the illusion in this competition. Those who can come out earlier are more powerful. Many of the ones in the front are either gifted or have wealthy families with natural talents and treasures to help them. Everyone has his or her own abilities, and they are also waiting to see what the others of the same period are like.
Then he saw another disciple in plain robes coming down from the sky.
Jian Zhen held two signs in her hands, looked around in confusion, and said with relief, "It's coming out soon."
In the sunshine, the young man standing in the center of the stage is at peace with the world.
Someone came up to me kindly and asked, "My dear friend, may I ask who taught you when you were young and where do you live?"
Jian Zhen was stunned for a moment, then said softly, "I have never had a master. I am a plant spirit, and I have no parents."
Everyone asked again: "What are your abilities? What weapons and unique skills do you have?"
Jian Zhen hesitated for a moment and said honestly: "No, no."
There was deathly silence all around.
Finally, someone still insisted, "Well, then, do you have any magic weapon?"
Jian Zhen repeated: "Magic weapon?"
Everyone's heart was in tension. To be able to get out so quickly, without any family background or unique skills, he must have some powerful magic weapon!
Who knows.
Jian Zhen smiled softly and said, "No."
Everyone was silent.
There was a powerless feeling as if one was punching cotton, but it was hard to say anything. After all, Jian Zhen did not look like someone who would lie.
It was just that under the water mirror inspection, everyone couldn't say anything and could only disperse.
A disciple came over and said, "Those disciples who have received three pass tokens please come with me to rest. The rest of the disciples who failed to be selected can leave on their own."
Jane Zhen also wants to go.
Before leaving, he glanced towards the top podium. He could see Ye Jisheng's blurry figure from a distance, but the other party was not looking at him.
Maybe……
I guess he didn't recognize himself.
Jian Zhen lowered his eyes and thought, yes, he looks different now than before, and he didn't eat the devil's heart blood, so it's normal that he can't recognize himself.
The grass sighed softly.
Life is not easy, the grass sighed.
The disciple reminded: "Those disciples who have received three cards, please come with us."
Jian Zhen then followed, leaving the main hall and walking in front of the disciple and said, "Everyone can rest in this pavilion. There are many disciples participating in the competition today. You can rest or visit the back mountain by yourself, but please don't go too far."
Everyone thanked.
There are many people in the pavilion. If you just stand there, people will pester you and ask where you are from and whether you have any magical treasures.
Jian Zhen was a little unaccustomed to this kind of atmosphere, so she left the pavilion and walked along the path to visit the surrounding scenery. At first, there were still many people around her, but as she walked, there was no one around her.
The flowers on the mountain are in full bloom, but the wind blows silently.
Jian Zhen paused, and had an inexplicable bad feeling in her heart. Xiaocao's perception of danger has always been extremely accurate. Just as she was about to take a step and flee -
"Where are you going to run to again?"
A somewhat cold voice sounded from behind.
Jian Zhen's whole body froze, and he almost held his breath in an instant, standing there in a cowardly manner.
Ye Jisheng's brocade boots stepped on the stone slabs, making a slow and steady sound, but each sound seemed to be stepping on people's hearts, making people's hearts tense.
Jian Zhen turned her head slightly and met Ye Jisheng's handsome yet dangerous face. The corners of his mouth were raised with a faint smile, but that smile did not reach his eyes. He was obviously smiling, but with Xiao Cao's experience of observing people's expressions over the past hundred years, she instantly understood that he was angry! !
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Are you not running away anymore?"
Jian Zhen didn't have time to think about why he was here, and said honestly and obediently: "I, I didn't run away."
Having said that.
But you still subconsciously take a step back.
But just as he stepped back, a wall of soul fire and air suddenly rose up from the blank stone slab behind him. There was no temperature and no burning sensation, but it still scared Xiaocao so much that he stood still obediently and no longer made any small movements.
Ye Jisheng stood in front of him lazily and chuckled, "You made it hard for me to find you."
Jian Zhen's fair face was puffed up, and she retorted weakly: "I, I didn't run for long."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pinch his round cheeks, and said with a fake smile: "Why, do you want to run for a long time?"
Jian Zhen cried out softly. In fact, it didn't hurt at all, but he was raised to be a spoiled child. He wanted to throw a tantrum at him like before, but when he thought about it, he still felt a little guilty, so he said, "Then you found me."
Ye Jisheng asked: "If I don't come, are you not going to go back?"
Jian Zhen looked up, her dark eyes full of grievance, her fair face full of self-righteousness as she said, "Then I don't know the way back either!"
The air fell into silence.
Ye Jisheng narrowed his eyes and said, "After being with me for so long, I haven't learned any other skills, but I have become more eloquent."
Jian Zhen was instantly timid when he glanced at her. He muttered softly, "You raised that too."
Ye Jisheng withdrew his hand, and the surrounding soul fire disappeared. He said in a calm voice: "Come back with me."
Jian Zhen subconsciously said: "No."
Ye Jisheng turned around and looked at him. He didn't say anything, just a faint glance. The temperature of the air around him seemed to drop suddenly. He didn't release the pressure, but Jian Zhen still felt the chill. He said faintly: "The reason."
Jian Zhen said softly: "My assessment is not over yet, and..."
There was another reason he didn't dare to tell.
But what he could not have imagined was——
Ye Jisheng sneered and said calmly, "And you haven't said goodbye to Fu Changhuan yet?"
Jane really looked up at him in surprise!
Oh my god!
How could he know that? I haven't said anything yet!
Ye Jisheng seemed to be able to see through his thoughts at a glance: "During the training competition, he kept looking at your water mirror. When he was on the disciple stage, his eyes were always on you. Unless I am blind, it is impossible for me not to see his private feelings for you."
Jian Zhen said in a panic: "...That's not a private relationship!"
Ye Jisheng remained silent.
But the more silent he was, the more nervous Jian Zhen became. Just like the legend said, Ye Jisheng's temperament was unpredictable and dangerous. When he remained silent, no one could guess what he was thinking. His silence was frightening.
Jian Zhen said: "Because I am actually a twin immortal grass, and the Immortal Venerable has taken care of me over the past hundred years. He is a very kind person and takes good care of me, so he looks after me. It's not what you think."
After saying this, Xiaocao was very satisfied. Well, he was so nice. He explained it clearly in one go!
Jian Zhen's heart was filled with joy. She raised her head with a little pride and met Ye Jisheng's red eyes. The aura around the man did not become lighter because of this. On the contrary, the air around them seemed to become scorching hot in an instant, and the invisible soul fire appeared and disappeared depending on the owner's mood.
A sneer fell.
"So..." Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his handsome face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, revealing danger: "You didn't go back during this period of time, just because you wanted to be with him?"
Jian Zhen: “……?”
Oh my god, I’m going to die!
How come this is getting worse and worse? !
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