Chapter 75 Chapter 75 Snake Darkness
As the day ends, the golden crow sets and the moon hangs high on the branches.
Mingyueyi spent the entire afternoon with Guan Qingyun, and it was already midnight when he returned to the cave.
The autumn moon was bright and round, and the cave seemed quiet. Even the wandering spirit servants were fast asleep.
Mingyueyi went to the dark room.
It was the same inside as before, with no signs of anyone having been there.
She stood in the empty dark room and thought, three days and three nights had passed since she killed the snake demon. This time he did not come back to life like before, so he must be completely dead.
Mingyueyi walked out of the dark room, sealed the place, and looked up at the hazy autumn moon shrouded in mist in the sky.
The only thing left was the last plot related to her, and she just had to wait for the sect's sword sacrifice competition.
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The marriage between monks is similar to marriage in the mortal world. After two people who love each other express their feelings, they need to make the marriage in the presence of close relatives.
Mingyueyi and He Wujiu have no relatives alive, only their master.
Taoist Master Juezhen summoned Mingyueyi to the main hall.
When I arrived, the cranes in the hall stood with their heads bowed, like elegant decorations, while Taoist Master Juezhen, who was sitting cross-legged on a mat, had a frown on his face.
Ming Yueyi followed the attendant spirit in and bowed, "Master."
Daoist Master Juezhen stroked his beard and waved to her, "Yueyi, come to Master."
Ming Yueyi stood up and sat beside Daoist Master Juezhen, observing the sigh on his face. "You've all grown up. I still remember when you first entered my sect, you were just a little girl, and now you're about to form a bond with someone."
In fact, Ming Yueyi was already twenty years old when she first published her book, but in the world of cultivation, her bone structure and age were like those of a newborn baby.
Ming Yueyi said, "Master, I didn't really form a pact with my eldest brother. I just made it known to the public in order to capture a demon."
Daoist Master Juezhen patted her hand. "Master, I understand. However, forming a pact isn't as simple as you think. Yueyi, do you know why there are so few cultivators practicing the Way of Mercilessness?"
Ming Yueyi said, "Because the Way of No Emotion requires one to abandon emotions, reject external interference, cultivate oneself, and simplify the Great Way, only then can one attain the Great Way."
Daoist Master Juezhen nodded: "That is true, but so far no one has achieved the Great Dao. Do you know why?"
Mingyue Yi paused and said, "I haven't done enough. I haven't completely abandoned my emotions, so I can't break through."
Juezhen Daojun: "Indeed, Yueyi doesn't want to cultivate to the Great Dao?"
Ming Yueyi looked at him: "I want to."
Daoist Master Juezhen asked her, "Why did Yueyi still want to form a pact?"
Mingyueyi didn't answer again.
Daoist Master Juezhen saw her lower her head and purse her lips, and sighed inwardly. It was common knowledge that she loved the eldest disciple, but...
Daoist Master Juezhen said, "If you and Wujiu both practiced the Way of Freedom like Changming and Qingyun, I might not be so worried."
Ming Yueyi squinted her eyes and said, "Master, don't worry. My brother and I both know what's going on."
Seeing her determination, Daoist Master Juezhen sighed and waved his hand, "Forget it, you go down first."
Mingyueyi kowtowed and stood up to leave.
As soon as he walked out of the hall, He Wujiu came towards him again.
"Junior sister."
The young man's brows were relaxed and his eyes were gentle, as usual, he walked up to her.
Ming Yueyi hadn't expected to run into him, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise: "Senior brother is here to see Master too?"
"No." He smiled and shook his head, "I just received a summons from my master."
Ming Yueyi understood: "I see, then I won't bother you anymore, Senior Brother."
He Wujiu nodded, then suddenly thought of something and asked, "Junior sister, can you wait for me at the Sun and Moon Terrace later?"
Ming Yueyi blinked and looked at him, "Brother, is there anything wrong?"
He chuckled: "Can't I find my junior sister if I have nothing to do?"
Ming Yueyi's eyes curved, and a ripple appeared on her lips: "Of course I can."
He Wujiu's eyes passed over the smile on her lips and he stopped keeping her in suspense: "About Ming Yi's matter."
Ming Yueyi nodded: "Okay, then I'll go first."
"Um."
He Wujiu stared at the woman's gradually receding figure, then turned and walked into the hall.
There is a bronze lotus incense burner in the main hall, and agarwood is used to cover the body in the ice coffin.
Taoist Juezhen stood in front of Xiao Bin's body and pondered.
"Master." He Wujiu's gaze swept across the corpse and fell behind Taoist Juezhen.
Daoist Master Juezhen turned around upon hearing the voice and saw that his eldest disciple had arrived. He raised his hand and asked the attendant to bring a stool: "Sit down."
He Wujiu knelt down and sat down. From above, he heard his master's voice, "Wujiu, do you know why I called you here?"
He Wujiu: "Master, is this about the contract?"
Daoist Master Juezhen said, "You are gifted and intelligent, with a high level of comprehension. You are the sword cultivator with the greatest potential to achieve the Great Dao in hundreds of years on Fenjing Peak. Your master has always been proud of you. But you must know that you cultivate the Path of Mercy. The Great Dao is merciless, and you must sever the roots of love before you can achieve the final path of the sword. Your master has always believed that you have done a great job in this regard."
He Wujiu raised his head slightly upon hearing this, and looked ahead with his eyes as warm as usual, "Master, your teaching is sound. I will not disappoint you, Master. After I achieve the Great Dao, I will look after the people of the world."
Daoist Master Juezhen sighed softly, "I've always been at ease with you, but do you and Yueyi really want to form a bond?"
He watched his disciples grow up, and he knew their temperaments and training methods very well. The eldest disciple had already cut off the roots of love on the day he embarked on the path of ruthlessness, so his sword path was smooth sailing.
But extreme wisdom will lead to harm, and things will turn into the opposite when they reach their extremes. He often worried that his disciples would go down another path of no return.
He Wujiu bowed his head and whispered, "Isn't this exactly what Master Wang hoped for?"
No one expected the two of them to form a bond more than Juezhen Daojun.
Daoist Master Juezhen sighed, "Well, since you two are in love, I won't break you up. I asked you to come here today to ask what you think about this incident of a demon parasitizing a disciple again."
He Wujiu raised his head and his eyes fell on the corpse placed in the room.
After a few breaths of silence, he suddenly revealed, "Zhu Yan wants to escape from Futu Sea and is trying to use parasitism."
Taoist Juezhen showed admiration on his face and asked him many questions. He Wujiu answered them one by one calmly.
When the sun sets outside the window, Juezhen Daojun lets He Wujiu go.
As the sun sets, the sky is filled with beautiful clouds.
Under the mulberry tree, a beautiful woman lowered her head and stepped on the slender evening shadow, the pearls in her cloud-like hair and mist-like bun swayed gently. When she turned around and stepped on the shadow again, she found that she was stepping on someone else's shadow.
Ming Yueyi looked up and saw who it was: "Big Brother."
He Wujiu stared at her.
Seeing that he didn't smile, Mingyueyi touched her cheek inexplicably with a confused look on her face.
He Wujiu raised his hand and tapped his forehead lightly: "Junior sister is playing shadow-stepping again."
Ming Yueyi covered his head and said, "Why can't I play? You were stepping on my shadow when you came over just now."
He Wujiu said, "I didn't mean to step on it."
Ming Yueyi put down his hand and asked him, "Brother, what did Master ask just now? Was he also asking if he wanted to form a bond with me?"
"Yeah." He Wujiu turned around and sat on the stone railing beside him. The setting sun fell on his fair face, like a rich color like splashed ink.
Mingyueyi sat beside her, holding her chin with her hands, and asked curiously, "Why do you ask? I remember clearly telling my master that we only made a fake contract in order to catch monsters."
He Wujiu turned his gaze to look at her intently and asked, "Junior sister, did you only form a bond with me because you want to catch monsters?"
This question seemed to have left her speechless. A blush appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes became evasive. She mumbled, "Naturally."
"But I'm not." He Wujiu interrupted her calmly, "I told my master that catching monsters is real, and forming a pact is also real."
Ming Yueyi was startled by his words and looked up at him blankly, "What do you mean, Senior Brother?"
The woman's beautiful face was dimly lit in the sunset. He raised his hand to stroke her brow, staring at her without blinking: "Yueyi, you understand."
Ming Yueyi looked a little flustered, pretending to be calm as she pinched the hem of her skirt above her knees, "Brother, I don't understand."
"You miss me," he said.
As soon as the words fell, Mingyueyi's cheeks turned even redder, like the sunset glow that was about to set.
This was the first time he had ever seen through a woman's mind. His fingertips lingered on her while she was meek and silent, until she nodded tenderly.
"I have admired you, Senior Brother. I've admired you for a long time. Perhaps I fell in love with you the first time we met. I was just a weak-minded person. I'm just an ordinary person among the countless people. I've never seen a man as extraordinary as you, so it's normal for me to admire you."
Her eyes were bright when she expressed her feelings, as if she was thinking of the first time they met.
But He Wujiu continued to think and recalled, and found that he seemed to have forgotten what she looked like when they first met, but he could still outline the scene at that time from her soft words.
The helpless girl was surrounded by monsters and thought she was going to die at their feet, but fortunately she was saved by a young man who came on a sword.
So it was natural for her to admire him.
A faint smile appeared in He Wujiu's dark eyes. He placed his hand on the railing and added a final comment to her words: "Junior sister's look at that time must have been interesting."
Mingyueyi raised her eyes, glanced at him and smiled.
It's interesting.
They sat for a moment, and she suddenly remembered what he had said before. She stared at him with bright eyes, "Big Brother, just now you said that you told Master that we didn't form a pact to hunt monsters. What did you mean?"
He Wujiu looked at her with a smile, the evening breeze caressing his gentle, jade-like face. "Because I want to form a bond with you, Junior Sister. Are you willing?"
"Yes." Ming Yueyi didn't hesitate at all. Her eyes looked at him with bright eyes, like the last ray of colorful clouds in the sky falling into the starry sky, splashing faint ripples.
willing.
The two words seemed to linger in the valley, echoing firmly.
willing.
Yes...she is willing.
Senior sister is willing.
But the senior sister is willing to form a pact with the senior brother, what about him?
His senior sister also said that she wanted to form a covenant with him, and he and his senior sister were almost witnessed by the world.
The young man curled up in the crevice of the stone was as dazed as a newborn, his black pupils were dazed and almost stained with red tears, his squeezed and distorted face was full of jealousy and cold resentment.
It was all He Wujiu’s fault. He insisted on squeezing in between him and his senior sister, trying to forcibly separate his senior sister from him.
Senior sister... Senior sister.
He half-raised his head without caring about anything, his narrow peach blossom eyes were dark and emitting a damp ghostly aura, his long hair seemed to be alive and covered the stone in the gaps, the last ray of sunset in the sky had not yet set, and the whole sky was shrouded in thick darkness.
There were strange phenomena in the sky and evil spirits were rampant. He Wujiu was the first to feel it.
Bai Ji was instantly ejected from He Wujiu's fingertips and stabbed straight towards the huge stone not far away.
The stone exploded, revealing a young man with long hair trailing on the ground. He was wearing a mask that made it impossible to see his face. His hands were clasped on the broken stones with his long knuckles. His exposed skin was as white as a rotting corpse, and his eyes were staring at him sinisterly.
It’s Mingyi.
He Wujiu chased him for a while and could tell at a glance that the boy's figure and the damp and ghostly aura around him were exactly the same as those of a tuberculosis ghost.
But looking closely, it didn't seem like that. In the past, when Ming Yi saw him and Ming Yueyi, he would have fled underground, instead of staring at him gloomily like he was now, with many long black shadows of crawling cartilage crawling under his feet.
Mingyueyi, who was standing by, was also startled when she suddenly saw him. She had not sensed any trace of his presence.
Moreover, Ming Yi in front of her gave her an inexplicable sense of weirdness.
"Junior sister." He Wujiu called out in a low voice. Ming Yueyi understood instantly and nodded to him.
The two men formed a sword formation and trapped the young man inside.
Perhaps it was because the boy gave her a very strange first look, Mingyueyi always had an indescribable illusion that his murderous intent was different from the previous times, and this time it was only directed at He Wujiu.
The sword shadows in the sword formation were in disarray, but the young man's pale hands crushed the sword shadows with his bare hands without any damage at all.
He stared at He Wujiu outside the sword formation with a cold gaze, the poisonous malice almost overflowing from his eyes, and the thick black mist around him enveloped his figure, and his abnormally pale skin could be vaguely seen.
If I kill He Wujiu, Senior Sister will be able to form a pact with him, and he will be my only Taoist partner.
He Wujiu sensed a strong murderous intent emanating from the sword formation shrouded in black fog, and a sword shadow in the sword formation that was supposed to stab the young man suddenly broke through the formation and attacked him directly.
The speed was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. When he reacted, his chest was suddenly hit hard. A breath of white air returned to his hand. He Wujiu inserted the sword into the ground to support his body and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Brother, are you okay?" Mingyueyi supported him with a worried look on her face, but there was surprise in her eyes.
He Wujiu was injured.
Just now, she saw with her own eyes the sword breaking through the air from the sword formation. If he had not dodged quickly, he would have been pierced through the chest and become a ghost under the shadow of his own sword, but Tiandao did not react at all.
This kind of thing has never happened before. Could it be that He Wujiu's masculine physique has been weakened unknowingly?
If a monster whose name didn't even appear in the original plot could hurt him so much, then could she do it too?
Kill He Wujiu.
There was an indescribable nervousness and excitement in Mingyueyi's eyes.
She seemed to see herself supporting He Wujiu with concern, while her other hand secretly raised the sword behind his back.
As long as she cuts off He Wujiu's head when he isn't paying attention, she can avoid being sacrificed to the sword and even ascend to heaven.
Mingyueyi's fair cheeks were slightly red, the corners of her eyes were sparkling with emotion, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
She wants to kill He Wujiu.
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