Chapter 93 Ye Yu, are you willing to come with me?
Qi Qing shook Yue Ji vigorously, and the other party's distracted eyes were dazed for only a moment, and then quickly refocused.
Qi Qing asked worriedly, "Did it take too much spiritual energy to climb up here?"
Yue Ji came back to his senses, pursed his lips and shook his head, saying lightly: "It was just a dream just now."
Qi Qing opened his eyes wide.
He couldn't help but tilt his head and said sincerely: "...don't you want to listen to what you are saying?"
Fell asleep in just two or three seconds? ?
And in front of him, could this guy not have woken up at all?
Yue Ji's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he grabbed his wrist, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself, and finally just said in a muffled voice: "I'm fine."
Qi Qing didn't believe it. He looked at his face for several times and suddenly tapped the floor with his fingers: "Are those things in the room affecting you?"
He grabbed Yue Ji's pulse point without saying a word. When his spiritual power probed into the meridians, the man opposite him was completely defenseless and openly removed the restrictions to let him check.
——The meridians were calm and peaceful, the spiritual energy flowed as smoothly as it could, and there was no sign of any clues.
Qi Qing withdrew his hand doubtfully and asked, "Are you really okay?"
"Really." Yue Ji held his hand back, and when Qi Qing was relieved, his spiritual power surged back and he took a big bite of his spiritual power.
Qi Qing: “…”
Come for the buffet, right?
He slapped Yue Ji's hand away and said unhappily, "Eat!"
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the two of them lay side by side on the bed. Neither of them dared to really fall asleep, but just closed their eyes to rest.
Qi Qing almost fell asleep. In a half-awake state, he suddenly felt Yue Ji turning around.
The young man opened his eyes slightly and met Yue Ji's unblinking eyes.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, he unconsciously sized the other person up.
Yue Ji does have a good appearance, with a handsome and elegant appearance. Just looking at him is enough to make people unable to take their eyes away. Only after looking at him for a long time can one find a little bit of childishness that has not yet faded from his eyebrows and eyes.
A vague glimpse in the night seemed a little too fragile.
Haven't grown up yet.
Qi Qing reached out and gently rubbed the man's head, and his voice unconsciously became softer: "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Being a rookie, facing several giant sects, even Long Aotian would feel a lot of pressure.
The young man sighed secretly, and his heart softened a little, so he opened his arms and said softly: "Come, Master will hug you, and you won't be afraid anymore."
The person's eyes suddenly softened, and he leaned over into his arms, pressing him down on the couch and rubbing him gently, with an inexplicable reluctance in his movements.
Qi Qing hugged the man, patted his back from time to time, and hummed a little tune.
That was the tune I used to use to coax Yue Ji to sleep when he was a child. His voice was gentle, like the constant flow of a stream under the moonlight.
After an unknown amount of time, Yue Ji raised his head and kissed him on the corner of his lips.
Qi Qing smiled and looked down at him: "Are you feeling better?"
“…Master.”
The person on top of me said in a tense voice, "If one day I want to take you to live far away, farther than Xiwuzhou...will you go with me?"
"Um?"
Qi Qing stopped humming and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why, are you going to live in seclusion in the mountains?"
Is the pressure brought by the three sects really so great that Long Aotian wants to retire?
But seeing how serious this man looked, he was probably really considering this matter. Qi Qing couldn't help but laugh and comforted him, "Don't worry, Master is here and will not let you fall to that point."
There is no way that Long Aotian would retire before his career is halfway through, unless the original novel has a bad ending - he would never allow that to happen.
Yue Ji was unusually persistent: "What if I really want to take you away?"
Qi Qing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously followed his words and thought: "Where do you want to go? The ends of the earth? Or deep in the mountains and old forests? I don't like places that are too deserted. If I want to live in seclusion, I should at least find a place with fireworks. Oh, and before I leave, I have to exchange the spirit stones for silver so that they can be circulated in the human world."
As he spoke, he really began to count on his fingers: "Whether it is a village or a town, the land deed cannot be too expensive, there must be a shop selling soy sauce and vinegar, and it would be best if it can also sell some vegetables, fruits and good wine..."
"Neither." Yue Ji interrupted him: "It's not a place like this."
The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and Qi Qing hissed, let go of the person and sat up.
He asked puzzledly: "Where do you want to go?"
It’s not the deep mountains and old forests, nor is it the ends of the earth...it can’t be the capital city on earth, right?
I have never seen any Long Aotian hiding in the administrative center under a false name.
He couldn't help but pinch Yue Ji's face and pull it, trying to reason with him: "Wake up, hiding in the city is not the way to hide. We have no connections and no money. How can we escape with nothing? Even if we have more than 80 spirit stones saved up before, we can't live on them for a lifetime. The prices in the capital are very expensive..."
Yue Ji pulled his hand off, clasped his hands together, and sat up.
He looked at Qi Qing steadily and said, "It's not about running away, it's about bringing Master home."
Qi Qing was stunned when he heard this.
He was stunned for several seconds before reacting. The words he hadn't finished were stuck in his throat. He stuttered for a rare moment: "Why, why did you suddenly want to take me home? Didn't you want me to accompany you before?"
Realizing that his words were ambiguous, he immediately explained, "Master didn't mean that I couldn't go home. It was just a little too sudden. I didn't even prepare a decent piece of clothing, and you didn't mention your father or mother much, so I was a little caught off guard."
Yue Ji didn't look into his eyes and responded vaguely.
The last time this man went home alone to pay homage, Qi Qing thought he was going to track down clues about his enemies.
Now it seems that... should I first report to our ancestors that I want to bring my Taoist companion home?
Thinking of this possibility, the young man suddenly became very embarrassed.
He cleared his throat nervously, his ears burning, and took a deep breath, "If, I mean if... you insist on taking me back, I have to prepare well. Um... does your father and mother have any taboos?"
“No need.” Yue Ji put his cheek against his palm and looked at him sideways: “Don’t prepare anything, just promise me.”
"Why?" Qi Qing asked in surprise: "It's the first time I meet your family. Even though I can't see them in person, I should still take it seriously."
Yue Ji said nothing, pulled him down, rolled back into the bed, and caressed Qin Shiqing's lips and neck in the warm and dim space.
Qi Qing dodged a few times, but was firmly held down by the person on top of him, so he had no choice but to push him away: "Let's talk about business, don't interrupt."
After a long while, Yue Ji finally kissed enough people, and his voice was muffled in the quilt, with a barely perceptible chill: "Master, just follow me."
He paused, as if he was speaking to Qi Qing, or as if he was speaking to himself: "I will protect you, for sure."
…
In a dark secret room.
The man in black robe injected a new breath into the puppet's brow. The green candlelight flickered, making the scene look eerie and terrifying.
The puppet had its eyes closed, but its face was lifelike. The young man had long and thin eyebrows, a gentle expression, and a warm temperament that was unforgettable. Next to him, another puppet had already taken shape.
The young man in black sat cross-legged with a dim gaze, waiting to be activated.
“Soon…”
The man in black robe licked his cracked lips. After a few more days, he would refine the second puppet.
As long as he gets these two souls, not to mention the entire family, even the geniuses of Yuqing Sect may not be able to match his strength.
——The Spirit Transformation Stage, that’s a great tonic!
When he thought of the pure soul power that he was about to harvest, he trembled with excitement. Just as he was about to check the situation at the other end of the formation as usual, his chest was suddenly struck by lightning.
"puff--"
Blood splattered on the puppet's pale face. He staggered and held onto the stone platform, his pupils shrinking violently: "...Impossible!"
His Heaven-stealing Formation...his lifespan!
The three key points of the formation were broken at the same time!
The man in black robe tried hard to suppress the blood surging in his meridians, and with trembling fingers he pinched the teleportation spell.
At this moment, a cold hand clasped his throat like a ghost.
"finally found you."
A laughing voice sounded in my ears, so gentle that it made people feel creepy.
The man in black robe turned his head stiffly, and what finally came into view was a pair of completely black eyes.
"Young Master has ordered you to go first."
Click.
The man in black robe fell down with his eyes wide open.
The only completed puppet seemed to sense something and suddenly turned its head, looking at the black shadow with its empty eye sockets.
The black shadow glanced at it indifferently, then snapped his fingers mercilessly, and the black-clothed young man's puppet instantly turned into dust: "Ha, a fake is a fake... It's really ugly."
When his figure faded away, the secret room returned to silence.
In a corner where no one cared, a broken communication symbol quietly flashed red light.
…
Three days passed in a flash.
The strange thing is that after that night, the cold and gloomy atmosphere in the house disappeared inexplicably and never appeared again. The peace seemed like an illusion.
Qi Qing pushed open the window, and the bright morning glow poured into the room, filling even the corners with warmth.
"Are you scared of us living here?" He turned around half-jokingly.
Yue Ji curled his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Maybe the person who set up the formation is dead."
Qi Qing quickly asked, "What did you find out?"
The young man in black did not answer, but only said: "Let's go, let's deal with today first."
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and Qi Qing also put away his relaxed expression.
If we don't handle it well, today will be a tough battle.
Outside the small building, Qian Yuan Jian Zun had been waiting for who knows how long, with his hands behind his back, looking at the bamboo forest by the lake. When he heard the noise, he turned around and asked calmly, "Are you all ready?"
Qi Qing nodded and bowed, saying, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take care of me more today."
Qian Yuan Jian Zun did not accept the greeting and said, "Since you are from the same clan, I will protect you."
He walked in front, and the disciples guarding the path leading to the small building bowed to them, then led them onto the cloud ladder constructed with spiritual power.
The mountain gate of Yunxiao Sect was looming behind the cloud ladder. As soon as you entered the ground, moist spiritual energy hit you in the face.
Unlike the other two sects, the name of Yunxiao Sect is extremely appropriate. The distant mountains are dark blue, shrouded in clouds and mist, with cranes flying through the clouds from time to time. The entire sect is like the most standard ink painting, ethereal and misty.
Many cultivators had already arrived in front of the main hall of the main peak. Qi Qing took a quick look and found that people from the three major sects were all there.
He wondered silently, does this mean a trial by three judges?
Just as he was thinking about it, the gaze of the leader of Yuqing Sect suddenly fell on him, and he was even more terrifying than Huo Shi.
Qi Qing looked at him without dodging, his face calm.
Although I don't know why this person looks at me like that, I'm afraid it's useless. It's better to be tougher.
When the last few monks arrived, the leader of the Yunxiao Sect clapped his hands.
A line of blue-robed disciples marched out of the main hall, their footsteps light, and they said in unison: "Reporting to the headmaster, the spirit-testing mirror has been placed in the hall."
The head of the Yunxiao Sect nodded slightly and glanced down: "Which Taoist friend is willing to verify it first?"
There was silence in the field. The monks looked at each other, but no one dared to respond.
Anyone know if there's any trick to this thing?
The head of the Yunxiao Sect asked again patiently, his eyes already faintly fixed on Qi Qing, as if he had a specific idea in mind.
He Chong suddenly stepped out from the crowd, patted his chest and said, "I'll do it!"
Qi Qing was stunned. He didn't expect that he would be the first to stand up.
"Since this matter was caused by my inviting my brother Qi to drink, I should be the first to take the lead."
He Chong clasped his fists, looked around, and said loudly: "Everyone, I'll go first!"
He spoke as if he was going to die heroically, and many monks who listened to him felt a sudden sense of sadness in their hearts.
Could it be that in this world of cultivation, the big sects could bully others by taking advantage of their power? They clearly did nothing wrong, so they deserved to be suspected and manipulated?
The head of the Yunxiao Sect had a dark expression on his face. "Fellow Daoist He, you are too serious. We are only verifying your identity. What else can our sect do to you?"
After saying this, he raised his hand and two disciples immediately led He Chong into the hall.
The palace door closed, and there was a barrier protecting the steps in front of the palace. The people below could only see a flash of silver light. Soon, He Chong strode out, unharmed.
He was obviously a little surprised by the result. He touched his neck and mouthed something to Qi Qing.
"Nothing."
There must be something wrong when things are abnormal, and the abnormal smoothness made Qi Qing more vigilant.
He glanced sideways and saw that Yue Ji seemed a little absent-minded at the moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
As the monks entered and exited the hall one after another, it was finally their turn.
Just as Yue Ji was about to take a step forward, Qi Qing stepped in front of him.
"The master will go first."
He said without question, and in front of everyone, he took the initiative to shake Yue Ji's hand for the first time.
The young man's palm was warm, as if with an inspiring force. He shook Yue Ji's hand vigorously and said in a warm voice, "Be good and wait here for the master to come out."
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