The Immortal Lord came to find it and take it back
Ye Jisheng stood at the kitchen door, the sunlight poured down, his dark gold robe sparkled, the setting sun stretched his shadow very long, outlining a very beautiful picture. Because today was a celebration, his clothes were a little different from his usual clothes. On his outermost robe was a layer of embroidered cloud patterns, carved with complex and majestic ancient sacrificial demon characters.
This makes him more divine.
It's the kind that, even when standing in a messy kitchen, still feels out of reach, as if you were on a fairyland, and the world can only look at you from afar, even if they have to crawl on their knees.
Ye Jisheng said: "I have no wishes."
Jian Zhen: “Ah?”
Ye Jisheng's voice was indifferent. He said, "I am the only god in the world who has passed the stage of transformation. If I want to make a wish, who should I make it to?"
Speaking of.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.
Ye Jisheng raised his eyelids and looked at him. His red eyes were filled with a bit of uninterested sarcasm. He said slowly, "Heavenly Way?"
Jian Zhen thought that he was being punished by God. The so-called punishment from God meant being punished by Heaven. Even so, people like Ye Jisheng would naturally not bow their heads.
It turns out this is what it feels like to be lonely at the top.
The higher you stand, the fewer people you can rely on.
When ordinary people are in trouble, they can still have hope and pray to the gods to appear and save them from the water and fire.
What if you are already a god?
Jian Zhen looked at the person in front of him, and for a moment, he suddenly thought, Ye Jisheng, has anyone ever rescued you when you were in pain?
Watching the burning candles.
Jian Zhen said: "Then don't make a wish, just count it as a blessing."
Ye Jisheng asked with great interest: "A wish?"
"Well, I'll wish you a happy ending." Jian Zhen really admired her own clever little brain: "Just think of it as a good luck, what if it can come true!"
Ye Jisheng asked: "Do you know what I want?"
Jian Zhen thought about it, and then he looked at the burning candles on the cake in front of him. A serious expression slowly appeared on his fair face, and he said in a gentle voice: "I hope that you can find a way to remove the punishment from the heaven, and get back half of the power you lost, and then..."
He paused here.
Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes and looked at him, his red pupils were particularly deep. Normally, he looked at people with the usual contempt and ridicule of a superior, but at this moment, he just looked into his eyes.
Jian Zhen looked up at him and said, "Then Ye Jisheng will be able to sleep well."
Ye Jisheng asked: "Why is it this wish?"
"Because you said that God doesn't need to sleep." Jian Zhen said softly: "But every time I feel sad, I feel much better after waking up from a good sleep."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know that I am sad?"
Jane really said: "I don't know, I guessed."
Ye Jisheng: "..."
The demon was silent for a moment, then he smiled.
Different from his previous indifferent smile, his chest trembled slightly and he laughed out loud. When the afterglow of the setting sun was about to fall into the horizon, he laughed heartily.
Jian Zhen reminded him: "Don't just laugh, remember to blow out the candles."
Ye Jisheng lowered his head and blew out the candle.
When Jian Zhen took the candle away, she saw that the inner pot was not yet cooked...
Before Ye Jisheng saw it, Jian Zhen quickly snatched the cake from his hand, and said in a guilty and flustered manner: "You can just look at this cake, you don't have to eat it, anyway, your wish has been fulfilled."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows: "Don't want to eat?"
"Yeah." Jian Zhen threw the cake away and said with a smile, "Don't eat it. It's not delicious."
It would be bad if someone was poisoned to death.
Ye Jisheng asked, "You made this with so much effort, just to put a candle in it?"
Jian Zhen retorted: "That's not just a candle! That's a candle celebrating your birthday!!"
Ye Jisheng stopped talking.
The two of them walked on the path, and some maids and guards passing by would bow to them when they saw them. He did not say anything, just walked in silence, and Jian Zhen was used to it. His mood swings and unpredictable moods were common. Most of the time, when he was not crazy, Jian Zhen also liked to stay quietly by his side.
Just like.
They got along like this during those two hundred years.
When they walked outside the bedroom, Ye Jisheng suddenly asked him, "What do you want?"
Jian Zhen paused and was stunned: "Ah?"
Ye Jisheng turned around and looked at him. In the dark sky, he asked, "Just like you said, everyone wants something. What about you? What do you want?"
Jane has never thought about this question.
Therefore, when Ye Jisheng asked, he also thought about it seriously.
Jian Zhen said: "Can you say anything?"
Ye Jisheng curled his lips, but it was hard to tell what the smile meant. The devil's mind was always unpredictable. He said, "Anything."
Jian Zhen smiled and said, "I want to live a free life, without any restrictions and without knowing anyone. I can go wherever I want and experience different customs and cultures."
Because it has been in a fixed pot for hundreds of years.
Freedom and unfetteredness become what it desires most.
Ye Jisheng sneered: "Do you really think it's that simple?"
Jane really said: "Because I'm pregnant, it's not that simple."
"You." Ye Jisheng tapped his forehead. His slender white fingers were cold and he said in a calm voice, "The body of the immortal grass is a tonic for the three realms. If someone caught it and knew its origin, I'm afraid the soup it made could fill three pots."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Woohoo!
Why is this person saying such horrible things?
The grass panicked, and wisely said, "Well, then I'd better not be so free."
It turned out that it was so dangerous when he was in Tianshui City and the demon clan. Fortunately, it was smart and did not reveal its true prototype. It used the wording of Amazon. Otherwise, there would be nothing left!
Two people walked into the hall.
Ye Jisheng said: "There will be a celebration outside tonight. I want to go there. Do you want to go?"
Jian Zhen was tired after a day of making cakes, especially after she became pregnant, she became even lazier. He shook his head and said, "I'm so sleepy. I won't go."
Ye Jisheng no longer forced it.
Jian Zhen slept soundly, but this time was different from the past. He started dreaming again, but the person in the dream was not him. It seemed that he was a disciple of an immortal clan. That person was also busy doing something in the kitchen. He was as clumsy as himself and made a mess of something. The kitchen was in a mess.
The dream is full of fog.
It was as if they were at the other end of the distance, and Jian Zhen couldn't see the disciple's face clearly. When he wanted to get closer to see more clearly, the whole dream was shattered again.
“Boom!”
A muffled thunder exploded in the sky.
The person sitting on the bed suddenly woke up, gasping for breath.
Jian Zhen belatedly felt a layer of sweat on his back. The hall inside the house was quiet with red candles swaying slightly. He slowly sat up because there was no one outside the celebration. Further ahead was the demon clan's meeting hall.
Normally Jane wouldn't want to go.
But for some reason, he especially wanted to see Ye Jisheng today.
Walking through the corridor, Jian Zhen was able to find the direction skillfully even in the dark. He slowly approached the meeting hall. There were indeed people in the spacious hall. Just as he was about to go in, he heard voices coming from inside.
The high priest said, "Your Majesty, the curse did not flare up during the Red Moon Night yesterday. It seems that the Lord has really helped alleviate the curse on you!"
Jane really paused.
"Back then, the Great God-conferring Formation of Wanmie Mountain sealed half of your magic power, and you are the only living being that has appeared in Wanmie Mountain for tens of millions of years." The high priest analyzed rationally: "Your decision to bring it back is correct. Maybe it is the key to unlocking the seal!"
Jane really paused for a moment; she hadn't expected to hear this.
Xiaocao's heart was inexplicably confused.
Just when he was in a dilemma, he heard Ye Jisheng's words, which were particularly clear in the silent night. He said, "Are you awake?"
Although he was standing far away from the temple, he was still discovered.
Just when Jian Zhen was considering whether to run away, a gust of wind blew by, and the man in black robes appeared in front of him. Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes to look at him and frowned slightly: "You came out like this?"
It was raining, but the person standing in the corridor was only wearing a thin inner garment.
The wind blew over.
Jian Zhen smiled and tried to explain to herself: "It's okay, I'm not cold, you see I'm not..."
As soon as the words fell, the person who was speaking felt a dizzy feeling, his vision went dark, and he fell into a warm embrace and lost consciousness.
It seemed like only a short period of time had passed.
When Jane regained consciousness, she heard a familiar voice in her ears.
Ye Jisheng's words were extremely cold. He asked, "What did you say?"
The high priest said nervously, "Your Majesty, since the Master came back from the demon tribe, he has been affected by the soul-cultivation formation and his spirit has been unstable. It would have been fine if he had been carefully nurtured, but now the situation is that as the months go by, the pregnancy reaction caused by the child in his belly has become more severe, making it impossible for the Master to have a stable spirit. Therefore, the pressure on his body caused him to faint."
Ye Jisheng sneered: "I just want to know the solution."
The high priest was silent for a long time before he said, "In this world today, the only thing that can nourish the soul is the treasure of Lingshan, the Wenjuntai."
Ye Jisheng said: "Then I have no choice but to go to Lingshan again."
The high priest was already shocked. It was absolutely impossible for this person to go to Lingshan as a guest. When he came out of Wanmie Mountain and passed the God Transformation Stage, facing the ecstatic demons, he just said lightly: I am going to Lingshan.
Then Lingshan became a river of blood.
It almost led to the destruction of the entire immortal race.
The high priest was extremely anxious and was just thinking about how to dissuade him.
There was a movement on the couch. Jian Zhen raised her hand and placed it on Ye Jisheng's hand. The fair-skinned boy spoke in a soft, weak but clear voice, "I want to drink some water."
Ye Jisheng reached out and took the water from the maid's tray and handed it to him.
Jian Zhen was a little exhausted, so Ye Jisheng helped him sit up and handed him the cup of water, saying, "Don't drink too fast."
Xiao Cao nodded obediently: "I know."
It's not some grass that will choke if you drink water!
The high priest said with relief: "Your Excellency really loves the Lord..."
Jian Zhen: "Cough... cough cough..."
Ye Jisheng looked at him coldly: "I told you to drink slowly."
Jian Zhen's eyes were red, mainly because she was angry. How could she blame it? It was obviously too surprised and careless!
Seeing the two men like this, the high priest took the initiative to say, "I will take my leave first and go make some tranquilizing medicine for you, my Lord."
Ye Jisheng didn't even look at him.
Xiaocao, who was sitting on the couch, finally finished drinking the water. He patted his chest in fear and said, "I am dying of thirst."
Ye Jisheng asked him: "Do you want to drink more?"
Jane Zhen shook her head and said, "That's enough!"
With the departure of the high priest, the entire temple naturally returned to peace. The rain was still drizzling outside, and the night was dark, like indissoluble ink.
Jian Zhen withdrew his gaze from the window and said in a gentle voice, "Why did I suddenly feel dizzy?"
Ye Jisheng said: "You fainted in my meeting room."
Jian Zhen nodded, and recalled what happened at night. He explained: "I didn't see you when I woke up, so I went to find you. I didn't mean to not put on my coat."
Ye Jisheng was silent for a moment.
Most of the time, everyone in the three realms has to speculate and worry about the devil's thoughts, and worry about his moods. After all, a single mistake could result in death.
Jian Zhen explained as usual, and subconsciously did not expect to hear Ye Jisheng's explanation.
However.
Ye Jisheng glanced at him sideways and said, "What the high priest thinks cannot represent me."
Jian Zhen's hands on his side tightened slightly, then loosened again. He smiled and said, "So what do you think?"
Just like any other time before.
There was no suspicion or misunderstanding between them.
No matter what happened, they would just sit down and talk calmly.
There was a hint of arrogance in Ye Jisheng's eyes. He said, "If I want to take back what belongs to me, why should I sacrifice a blade of grass like you to achieve it?"
Jian Zhen was furious: "Don't look down on grass!"
Ye Jisheng was calm and composed: "Then I will take you to the Wanmie Mountain furnace to try it out?"
Jian Zhen said weakly: "Then, then I am really just a small grass..."
Ye Jisheng curled his lips.
Jian Zhen asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "If you don't think you need to sacrifice me, why did you bring me back?"
Ye Jisheng: "Oh, it's convenient."
Jane Zhen:?
"When I passed by Wanmie Mountain that day, a seed kept flashing." Ye Jisheng said calmly: "I brought it back, threw it in a flowerpot, and it sprouted, so I just kept it."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Sometimes it can be really helpless.
Ye Jisheng lifted his eyelids to look at him, and asked with a smirk, "Why, what is the reason why you want me to bring you back?"
Jian Zhen was a little weak after waking up. He leaned on the couch, thought for a moment and said, "Actually, it would be great if I could really help you."
Grass actually seldom thinks.
He was in a daze most of the time.
Jian Zhen's face was a little pale, but he was very gentle. His dark eyes were bright. He looked at Ye Jisheng and said, "I don't know why, but I'm not angry at all. Maybe if you and the Immortal Venerable brought me back from Wanmie Mountain, I might still be just a seed, with no way to get sunlight, or learn to read or study."
Ye Jisheng frowned slightly when he heard Fu Changhuan's name.
Jian Zhen smiled and said, "So if I can help you, that would be great."
Ye Jisheng sat beside the couch, his handsome profile showing both good and evil, his red eyes fell on Jian Zhen, and he said, "There is only one thing I can help you with."
Jane was really curious: "What?"
This is really rare.
What help can the demon provide? Isn't it time to say that it is just a blade of grass?
Jane was really happy.
Then I heard Ye Jisheng say slowly: "Take care of yourself, have a good rest and don't move around, that will be a great help."
Jian Zhen: “…”
It's really angry!
Jian Zhen didn't know why, but since tonight, she had been having nightmares every time she woke up. She couldn't sleep well. Even when the maid brought her the jade dew, she couldn't swallow it after taking a few sips and had to spit it all out.
Drowsy.
It seemed as if a cool mist was flowing in from my forehead, and that coolness made me feel inexplicably reassured.
Jian Zhen, who had been sleeping uneasily, suddenly felt much more at ease and fell into a deep sleep. She did not expect that she would sleep until the afternoon of the next day.
Sunlight on the eaves.
After Jian Zhen got up, the maid said, "Your Excellency has gone to the front to handle government affairs. Would you like to eat something?"
"Okay."
Yesterday, Jane really couldn't eat anything at all, but today her appetite is much better.
The maid brought the jade dew, and Jian Zhen drank three bowls in one breath before he felt full. When he put the bowl down, he heard the sound of greetings from outside, and Ye Jisheng came in from outside.
Jian Zhen was showing off a treasure: "Look, I drank all the jade dew today!"
Ye Jisheng's dark robe slid across the ground, and he glanced at the bowl on the table and asked, "Can you drink today?"
"Yeah." Jian Zhen was very proud, and looked like she was asking for an award. She shook her head and said, "I felt much better after I went to sleep last night. I didn't feel so anxious and wanted to vomit anymore. I was able to eat today. It seems that I don't need to go to the Wenjun Terrace in Lingshan at all."
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "It seems that the medicine prescribed by the high priest is still useful."
Jian Zhen remembered that he had taken two tranquilizing pills given by the high priest before going to bed yesterday. He nodded and said, "The high priest is really amazing!"
Ye Jisheng said, "There are a lot of celebrations these days. There are people inside and outside the palace. I can't take you to the city to play. Let Yan Ji accompany you to walk around here."
Jian Zhen was not angry at all. He said casually, "It's okay to wait until the guests leave in a couple of days."
I don’t know which sentence pleased the Demon God.
Ye Jisheng was obviously in a good mood. He said, "I will take you to a place in a few days."
Jian Zhen said: "Where is it?"
"You'll know when the time comes." Ye Jisheng had no intention of explaining. He looked at Jian Zhen and said, "Take good care of your health first, otherwise, you won't be able to go anywhere."
Jian Zhen: “…”
The big bad guy is bullying it again!
But I don't know if it's a psychological effect or something else. These days, Jian Zhen takes the medicine given by the high priest on time every night. Every day after waking up, she feels very energetic, and her pulse is normal every time she takes it.
When you wake up in the morning.
Jian Zhen was in high spirits and made an appointment with Yan Ji to go for a stroll in the back garden on the back mountain.
Yan Ji said: "It's a pity that you can't come to the demon tribe's celebration these days. There are so many fun things to do!"
Jane really asked: "What are they?"
"There are our demon clan's lantern festival and dance party." Yan Ji counted them and said, "Anyway, there are still many fun things to do. When you feel better, Your Majesty will definitely take you to play."
Jane Zhen smiled and said, "I've felt much better in the past few days."
Yan Ji looked at his ruddy face and said, "I also think that you look more energetic than before."
Jane is also happy, she can sleep well and eat.
This is simply the happiest thing in Cao Sheng!
Yan Ji comforted Xiao Cao and said, "During this period of time, many foreigners have come to visit the Three Realms. They all have ulterior motives. Your Majesty has to deal with them, so it is inevitable that he will be unable to spare time. It will be fine when the time comes!"
Jian Zhen said gently: "I don't need anyone to accompany me. I can do it on my own. He has his things to do, and I have mine."
Yan Ji saw Xiao Cao picking up the schoolbag.
Jian Zhen walked to the pavilion not far away and said, "I want to practice the calligraphy that the teacher assigned me, so that I can read more books in the future."
Yan Ji admired him a little, smiled and said, "Do you need my help?"
Jian Zhen shook her head, but after looking at her schoolbag for a few times, she said helplessly, "I forgot to take the new ink."
Yan Ji took the initiative and said, "Then I'll go get it for you, you wait here for me."
This is the back mountain of the demon clan. The Demon Lord has long ago issued an order that anyone approaching here must be killed without mercy. Moreover, this place is within Ye Jisheng's spiritual awareness range, so it is even safer.
Jane really nodded and said, "Thank you."
Yan Ji smiled and left.
Jian Zhen was sitting in the pavilion writing. He practiced on the rice paper stroke by stroke. When he heard footsteps beside him, he said, "You're back. Look at what I wrote..."
The words on my lips stopped.
The man standing in the pavilion was wearing a snow-white brocade robe, his ink-black hair fluttering in the wind, and a jade hairpin hanging elegantly. His face was as white as jade, and when he stood there, it seemed as if there was a snow-capped sacred mountain under his feet, cold and holy.
The ink is dissolving on the paper.
Jian Zhen paused, looking at the person in front of her in a daze.
Fu Changhuan chuckled: "Can't you recognize it?"
Jian Zhen quickly said in a gentle voice: "Immortal Venerable."
"Yeah." Fu Changhuan said, "You're surprised to see me here."
Jian Zhen nodded honestly, and he continued: "This is the demon clan..."
Fu Changhuan's face became more serious when he heard the word "demon clan". He looked at Jian Zhen with a serious look in his eyes and said, "I know that the immortal clan and the demon clan are enemies for generations. The children of the immortal clan will never set foot here."
Jian Zhen hesitated and said, "Then you..."
"I am here to take you away." Fu Changhuan sat in front of him, his slender fingers falling on Jian Zhen's wrist: "I sensed your spiritual energy a few days ago and guessed that you might be mentally unstable. Now that you are pregnant, you must be suffering. Only the Wenjuntai of my Lingshan can save you."
Jian Zhen said in a daze: "But I have been taking the medicine given by the high priest these days and I have gotten much better."
Fu Changhuan said: "The High Priest has no such thing in the world that can control the gathering and dispersion of souls. Apart from the Wenjuntai, there is only one thing that can delay the dissipation of souls and re-gather them."
Jane really asked: "What is it?"
Fu Changhuan met his gaze and whispered, "Spiritual."
It was quiet all around.
"Gods who have entered the stage of transformation into a god will all have a soul." Fu Changhuan said: "The soul is the fusion of their strength and power. It is also said that the purest place of all things in the world is beyond the three realms and the nine paths."
Jian Zhen thought about the problem in a simple way: "Does it mean that the soul is not restricted by the laws of heaven and can do things that violate the laws of all things, including cultivating the soul and gathering the spirit?"
Fu Changhuan nodded calmly: "Well, Ye Jisheng is the only one in the world who can do this."
Jian Zhen was just about to sigh, how amazing! No wonder everyone wants to become a god.
Fu Changhuan said: "But the spirit is not something that can be used at will, especially since Ye Jisheng's power has been sealed by half and he can't even protect himself, so it's impossible for him to use it."
Jian Zhen nodded gently and said, "We really can't let him get hurt again."
Fu Changhuan frowned slightly after hearing this. He didn't expect that Jian Zhen would think of this first.
However, these can be corrected later.
Fu Changhuan still maintained the calmness and rationality of an immortal, and said in a gentle voice: "So, if your condition continues to be incurable, it will be very dangerous, and you must come with me."
Jane was really persuaded and was about to nod.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew over from a distance, and everyone felt a somewhat cold and murderous atmosphere, as if the sunlight between the sky and the earth was half blocked by dark clouds and had lost its warmth.
A cool voice came from a distance, with a lazy tone: "Let's go, where are we going?"
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