Chapter 87 Chapter 87 Snakes Without God
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The illusion was broken, the mountains and rivers outside the illusion were in turmoil, and the sky showed abnormalities.
As the stars moved, Ming Yueyi's consciousness kept rising and falling. In her confusion, she saw many memories that had faded with time.
She saw the past, and also the present.
She didn't know whether it was summer or winter, the air conditioner was whirring, she was sitting alone on the edge of the bed, and there was a knock on the door.
She raised her head and stared at the door without saying a word, as if waiting for someone to speak.
There was silence outside for a moment, and then the clear voice of a young man was heard.
He said, "Sister, I'm coming in."
Before she could answer, the door was pushed open as he finished speaking, and a slender young man walked in.
Even now, the face of the young Mingyueyi is still blurry.
But the boy's hair was dark and his skin was white. If the hazy mist dissipated, he would look very much like Bodhisatta.
Ming Yueyi was so frightened by her own thoughts that she suddenly stepped back. However, there was a whirlpool behind her, and she was sucked into the darkness and began to fall inexplicably.
She was sinking, sinking, down, down, until she seemed to have hands and feet and fell onto the flat ground, but she still could not control her consciousness, like a seed waiting to germinate.
Perhaps she didn't get enough sleep, she was stuck in a deep dream and couldn't wake up. She could vaguely hear the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind, the gurgling sound of the boiling stove lid being lifted, and a fence entangled by vines, with chickens and ducks being raised inside.
The warm little courtyard is as ordinary as an ordinary farmer's home.
There was someone sitting next to her, stroking her forehead with his cold hands and smoothing the loose hair covering her face.
Mingyueyi could feel it, but she just couldn't wake up.
I can't keep sleeping like this, I have to wake up.
Finally, she was able to take control of her body.
The moment she regained control of her body, she suddenly opened her eyes and found herself lying on a couch. The room she was in was simply and elegantly furnished, with windows propped up. A layer of white snow was floating outside, and the stove in the yard was boiling.
Everything so unfamiliar made her feel like she was still in an illusion or a dream.
Did he get out, or was he still trapped inside?
Mingyueyi stood up with her black hair loose, and walked towards the door in a thin dress, wanting to see where she was.
Before she raised her hand to touch the door, it was pulled away from outside.
She raised her eyes subconsciously.
A young boy's face appeared in her eyes. At this moment, it seemed to merge with the face of the person in her dream, which she could not see clearly. She was so frightened that she stepped back in confusion.
The boy's lips were as faded as autumn flowers, and the smile in his eyes was the same as when he was immersed in the lake. He spoke to her gently and calmly: "Senior Sister, you are finally awake."
Bodhisattva.
Pu Yuemin, it’s him again.
Mingyueyi watched numbly as he came in from outside carrying a bowl of hot soup and bringing with him a cool breeze.
After Pu Yuemin came in, he put the hot soup on the table. Turning around, he saw her still standing at the door, her body as thin as rice paper that would be blown apart by a slight blow.
He took down the plush cloak hanging on the wooden rack, walked over and draped it over her thin shoulders, and said gently, "It's raining outside, and the humidity is very high. Sister, if you open the door rashly when you're wearing so little, you'll catch a cold."
Mingyueyi stared at him without responding.
When she woke up again and saw him, she seemed to understand why he was so calm when he fell into the lake.
Even if she came out, she still couldn't get rid of him.
He was like a ghost that would haunt her even after death, a shadow that she couldn't get rid of.
Pu Yuemin waited for a long time for her response, then raised his eyes to look at her: "Senior Sister?"
Ming Yueyi closed her eyes and asked him weakly, "How did you get here this time?"
He smiled, hugged her and said, "Because I said I would always be with you, Senior Sister."
Even if she died, he would find her.
"Senior Sister, I will always be with you." He whispered softly and kissed the side of her face.
Ming Yueyi was really tired, so she let him hold her, leaning her head in his arms, opening her eyes and looking at the boiling stove outside the window, her heart was surprisingly calm.
No matter what, as long as we can get out of the formation and return to reality, everything will be fine.
Pu Yuemin held her in his arms and sat her on the chair, picking up the steaming soup bowl beside her. "Sister, you woke up just in time. Have some soup."
Mingyueyi frowned and looked at the soup bowl in his hand, "What is this?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine bone soup." He scooped a spoonful and placed it on her lips quite seriously, saying with a smile, "I noticed that Senior Sister seemed to be missing something, so I wanted to make up for it for her."
Ming Yueyi paused after hearing this, then decisively picked up the soup from his hand and drank it in one gulp: "Nothing is missing."
Pu Yuemin looked at her profile as she drank soup with a smile.
Actually, when he said there was not enough food, it was just a joke. He heard from the doctor that if a woman does not love a man, it may be because of her sexual orientation, and she can drink Chinese medicine for conditioning. He just wanted to use his flesh and blood to condition his senior sister's body.
But it seemed like there was really something missing from Senior Sister’s reaction.
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After waking up, Mingyueyi took several days to confirm that he had really come out of the formation, but after coming out, he was taken to an unknown place by Pu Yuemin.
It was like an ordinary town in the mortal world, except that the people in the town were different from what she knew.
For example, her neighbor would cling to the wall with her hands, twisting her body into a vine-like posture, and sticking out her blossoming head to secretly look around to see if there was any young man in her yard.
If Pu Yuemin is present, the neighbors will drool, but if he is not present, they will take the initiative to talk to Ming Yueyi.
Without exception, they said they wanted to eat her to replenish their bodies, but most of the time, before they could finish a few words, Pu Yuemin would appear behind them silently and twist their necks with his pale hands.
"Don't drool over me, you disgusting thing."
The boy's discontent and disgust were accompanied by a snapping sound, and the vines were like brittle bones being twisted off.
Ming Yueyi stared at the pile of dust on the ground for a long time. After a while, she looked up at Pu Yuemin who was hugging her and said in confusion, "You say other people are disgusting, but you drooled in my room before."
He paused, then rested his forehead on her shoulder and said in a muffled voice: "...It's not saliva, Senior Sister."
"Isn't it?" Mingyueyi was surprised: "I always thought it was saliva."
Pu Yuemin: "..."
He was silent for a moment before shyly whispering, "That's my blood and... □□, used to gather spiritual power for Senior Sister."
If he hadn't told her, Mingyueyi would have thought it was the saliva of a snake and thought the snake was disgusting.
It turned out to be a misunderstanding.
Although it was a misunderstanding, it was not far from the truth.
Regardless of the previous misunderstanding, the next day, Mingyueyi's next-door neighbor changed.
The monster that was replaced was still as restless as the vine. It wanted to eat Pu Yuemin, and when Pu Yuemin was not around, it wanted to parasitize on her and occupy her body.
Without exception, their necks were twisted, and the neighbors who were replaced later were finally normal people.
Only ordinary people in front of her.
Mingyueyi gets along very well with her new neighbor. She looks like a beautiful woman and is said to be a human woman who is a parasite outside.
Mingyueyi also roughly knew where he was from this sentence.
Buddha Sea.
The people living here are all monsters from the Futu Sea. They can parasitize on humans, so they have always coveted her.
There have been a few spring rains, and it's rare to have sunny days.
The warm sun fell on the wall covered with dead branches, and the voice of the woman sitting under the wall became louder.
"Are you asking about what's happening outside now?"
Ming Yueyi nodded: "Well, I wonder if Xuniang knows?"
The Futu Sea still imitates the life of the mortal world in ancient times, and Mingyueyi, as a human cultivator, is considered by them to be a companion captured by a great demon.
So when Xuniang asked this question, she glanced timidly inside the door: "Will your husband allow me to tell you? Will he break my neck?"
No one knew where her husband came from, but he had a sweet aura all over him. One would think that if he took a bite of him, his cultivation would increase greatly. Many monsters had this idea recently.
However, the young man would always come out of the room first, then stand quietly behind the monster and twist its neck if the monster disagreed with him.
This kind of behavior did not arouse public outrage in Futu Sea, and even Lord Zhu Yan did not come to stop it. It can be seen that he would break the neck of any monster equally, no matter how powerful it was.
She cleverly thought that maybe it was some kind of monster that even Lord Zhu Yan could not do anything about.
Ming Yueyi glanced at the courtyard gate behind him and said, "No, he's not here today."
Since coming out of the formation, Pu Yuemin seemed a little busy. She guessed that something big might have happened outside.
Sure enough, when Xu Niang learned that he was not here today, Jian Tan said, "Let's talk about this outside."
Xuniang started talking about the great changes that happened in Qingyun Sect not long ago.
No one knew what had happened in the Qingyun Sect, but a lot of the fifth-level cultivators were wiped out overnight. The monsters in the Futu Sea took the opportunity to cause chaos. They originally wanted to leave the Futu Sea and occupy the outside world, but who knew that Taoist Master He Zhen appeared and defeated all the monsters with one sword, and beat them back.
The people outside supported He Zhen Daojun to become the leader of Qingyun Sect and were discussing how to destroy Futu Sea.
"You said, we are not very bad monsters, why do you monks always seem to want to get rid of us." Xuniang took out a bag of broken human bones from her waist bag, put it in her mouth and chewed it until it crunched. Her tone and expression were full of loss and confusion.
Those were the melon seeds they were made from a few mortals she had grabbed while out in Futu Sea some time ago.
Mingyueyi stared silently at the broken bones she was eating, suppressing her habit of exorcising demons.
"If you ask me, your bones are not tasty either. You might as well leave the outside world to me..." Xuniang stopped talking halfway and stared blankly at the young man standing at the door.
The young man had picturesque features and long black hair that trailed down to the ground. He was standing at the door in a white shirt and red skirt, staring quietly at Mingyueyi who had her back to him.
Although he didn't look at Xuniang, she instantly turned into a mole and burrowed into the soil, leaving white broken bones scattered on the ground.
Mingyueyi turned her head as if she had sensed something.
Pu Yuemin instantly appeared before her, kneeling beside her, "Senior Sister."
Ming Yueyi raised her hand and touched his face, "You're back so soon?"
He rubbed her face, and a light red appeared under his eyelids. "Yeah, I miss Senior Sister."
Even though he kept his body in the room to guard her, he still missed her.
Mingyueyi was not staying in the room because he had killed her before leaving and did not eat her. Instead, he placed her body on the couch to sleep with her. So when she woke up and saw the cold corpse lying beside her, she came to the yard.
Pu Yuemin raised her face and let the tip of his handsome nose slide across her palm. She asked softly, "What was Senior Sister saying to her just now?"
Mingyueyi's palm felt itchy from being rubbed. She wanted to pull it back but he held her wrist and sucked her finger.
The tip of his tongue twirled around his fingertips, and a spiritual consciousness suddenly penetrated into her forehead. She was so excited that her lower back became weak and she almost collapsed from the wooden stool.
He pressed her against the wall, watching her bright eyes gradually dim. His gaze was so seductive that it seemed as if his cold body was burning.
Mingyueyi leaned against the wall, breathing softly and lost in thought for a long time. She did not answer him, but instead thought of another thing.
She said dejectedly, "Don't leave your body next to me next time. I almost thought you were dead when I woke up. My excitement was wasted."
Pu Yuemin exerted force between her teeth, and the speed of the spiritual consciousness entangled with her increased. Ming Yueyi couldn't hold back the last word for a moment, and a slight moan escaped from her lips. Her face was like a spring flower soaked in water, and a little misty coldness seeped out of her forehead.
"Don't go there..." She bit her lower lip and trembled violently. The fingers inserted in his lips suddenly moved forward, as if touching the back of his throat.
He groaned, grabbed her wrist, and his body involuntarily turned into a snake tail, wrapped around her ankles and wrapped her in his arms little by little.
Her body and mind were both occupied by him. Ming Yueyi hooked her arm around his neck dejectedly, revealing only half of her fair and pink face, with a dazed look in her eyes.
Just when things were getting good, there was a knock on the door.
Both of them were shocked. She felt a chill in her lower abdomen, and then it was like a drizzle of spring rain. The young man's snake tail wrapped around her retracted.
He ignored the knocking on the door, picked up the limp Mingyueyi from the wooden stool with reluctance, and turned back into the house.
She was still lost in thought, her hair messily sticking to her cheeks. He brushed her hair with his fingers and whispered, "Senior Sister, I'm going to go out for a moment."
Mingyueyi's eyelashes trembled: "Yeah."
"So good." He kissed the tip of her nose and turned to walk out of the room.
The one coming from outside is Zhu Yan, the Lord of Futu Sea.
Mingyueyi vaguely heard what they were talking about, heard the words under the Demon Locking Tower, she listened carefully, but they had already walked away.
What's under the Demon Locking Tower?
Ming Yueyi frowned and pondered carefully, and unexpectedly felt a warmth in his abdomen. The spiritual power that had been trying to break through but was almost there before now filled his dantian.
When they were communicating spiritually just now, he used his body as a cauldron to consolidate her cultivation.
Ming Yueyi didn't bother to think about the things under the Demon Locking Tower. He stood up and sat cross-legged in meditation, circulating his spiritual power through the meridians throughout his body.
When she was about to break through to the middle stage of the fifth realm, she suddenly heard a thunder outside, but it quickly disappeared.
It wasn't the way of heaven. Her heart settled down, and she focused on breaking through the barrier.
On the other side, Zhu Yan, who was talking, suddenly noticed that the young man next to him raised his hand and seemed to have caught something in the air.
Zhu Yan felt a subconscious breath of submission, but fortunately it was fleeting.
Zhu Yan turned around and saw that the young man looked listless, as if he was chewing something hard to swallow.
"You..." Zhu Yan wanted to ask him what he was eating, but then he saw him raise his hand and grab the heavenly thunder that was striking the courtyard behind him from the sky, and crushed it calmly.
It tastes like fishy iron and is difficult to swallow.
Pu Yuemin crushed a few bolts of lightning, then, as if remembering the demon beside him, turned to Zhu Yan and calmly explained, "It's too noisy! My wife is going through a tribulation, and it might scare her while she's going through it."
Zhu Yan's throat was dry and hoarse.
Even though he already knew how powerful a demon this seemingly gentle young man was, he still felt a lingering fear when he saw him treating the thunder from the sky as a spider web that he could easily grab.
Since he was sealed in the Futu Sea by the ancestors of Qingyun Sect a thousand years ago, he has been looking for a big monster that can destroy cultivators, but he only knows that it will appear in Qingyun Sect, and he doesn't know who it is.
Countless demons were sent out but couldn't find him. Unexpectedly, he came by himself not long ago, bringing his monk wife with him.
Thunder rumbled in the sky as the young man frantically grasped at something. Despite this strange situation, Suzaku continued his unfinished conversation, "The Qingyun Sect's Locking Demon Tower contains the skin of the Chaos Demon. That's why we're suppressed in the Futu Sea and can't escape. Fen Jing Dao Xiao predicted your rebirth. Does your Excellency have any way to destroy the corpse in the Locking Demon Tower?"
"Why do you want to destroy the corpse?" Pu Yuemin grabbed the exposed head out of boredom, and when he saw it was him, he tried to escape and crushed the thunder into pieces.
Zhu Yan: "I heard that those who eat the corpses of demons can cultivate Taoism and become gods."
Pu Yuemin crushed a bolt of heavenly thunder, and the rest of the heavenly thunder stopped coming out.
The sky is clear and the dew is rising.
He looked at the horizon and said happily, "That won't happen this time. No one will become a god again."
Zhu Yan didn't understand what he meant: "But the new leader of Qingyun Sect seems to be close to the god level."
Since the Qingyun Sect's sacrifice not long ago, it seems that there are fewer high-level cultivators in the world. In fact, the new leader of the Qingyun Sect is so outstanding that he forced them back to the Futu Sea with his own strength.
If someone ascends to heaven, he must have great fortune that benefits all living beings.
Zhu Yan is very likely to become a great opportunity for cultivators to become immortals, but he is unwilling to become a stepping stone for cultivators.
Pu Yuemin clapped his hands and turned around, his eyes as dark as ink, saying indifferently: "I told you, no one can become a god."
The boy's voice was clear and his tone was even a little gentle. Zhu Yan felt for some reason that what he said might be true.
There is no God.
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