Chapter 89 Chapter 89 Snake Demon Corpse
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Mingyueyi flew out on his sword to the border of Futu Sea, intending to find a way out, but suddenly saw a familiar figure.
"Junior sister!?"
Ming Yueyi originally thought it was an illusion and couldn't help but murmur: "Second Brother."
Li Changming had never thought that she was actually his junior sister. A look of joy appeared on his face as he ran towards her, holding her shoulders and looking her over. "Junior sister, I knew you weren't dead."
"Second Brother, this is not a good place to talk." Mingyueyi held his hand and reminded him.
Li Changming came back to his senses as he looked at the monsters around him who were drooling over them.
This is definitely not a good place to talk.
Li Changming drew his sword and pulled her forward, "Junior Sister, I'll take you out."
"Second brother, do you know how to get out?" Mingyueyi stepped forward and asked him.
She stayed in the Futu Sea for a long time and found that she was surrounded by a foggy barrier and could not find an exit.
Li Changming: "I understand, but we have to wait until night to go out. We need to find a safe hiding place now."
"You can only go out at midnight?" Mingyueyi murmured. No wonder Pu Yuemin would let her be alone in Futu Sea during the day, and if she went out at night he would put his body next to her pillow.
"The monsters in Futu Sea rioted once on the day of the sect competition and almost slaughtered all the cultivators. Later, they were forced back to Futu Sea by the eldest brother. Zhu Yan then set up a boundary gate that only opens at night." Li Changming explained.
Ming Yueyi asked, "Second Senior Brother, what happened in the sect recently? Can you tell me about it?"
"Okay." Li Changming started talking to her from the beginning.
Ever since he learned that his junior sister was going to form a pact with the eldest senior brother, he listened to her words and after returning home, he suddenly realized that not only he, but also his fellow junior brothers in the sect had some strange perceptions.
Everyone subconsciously thought that the junior sister should form a bond with the eldest senior brother, even though both of them practiced the Way of Ruthlessness and had never done anything beyond the intimate behavior between senior and junior brothers in front of others.
He was puzzled, so he locked himself in the cave for many days and missed the covenant ceremony. When he came out, the outside world had changed drastically.
The master was possessed by a demon and locked up in the Demon Locking Tower by the eldest senior brother. The elders, the leaders of each peak, and even Mingyueyi all died in the contract ceremony. With the recommendation of everyone, the eldest senior brother took over the Qingyun Sect and became the leader of the Qingyun Sect.
Unable to accept it for the time being, he left the sect and traveled outside, but accidentally entered the Buddha Sea. He has been looking for a way to get out.
I didn't expect that just when I found a way out, I would meet Mingyueyi by chance.
"Is your Taoist name now He Zhen Daojun, Senior Brother?" Mingyueyi asked him unnecessarily.
"Yeah." Li Changming nodded.
"So that's how it is. I understand." Mingyueyi's eyes suddenly lit up.
Her sudden words nearly caused Li Changming to crash into the strange rock in front of him while flying his sword. After quickly dodging it, he turned around and asked, "Junior Sister, what do you know?"
Ming Yueyi said, "Second Senior Brother, I think I'll go back to Fenjing Peak after I get out."
Li Changming was surprised: "Junior sister, you don't plan to go back?"
Ming Yueyi sat cross-legged at the end of the sword, supporting her chin with one hand, her hair blown by the wind brushing in front of her bright almond-shaped eyes. The corners of her lips were slightly raised and she didn't say anything, obviously in a very good mood.
She had not originally planned to go back so soon. After all, she did not know what level He Wujiu's cultivation had reached now. If his current Taoist name was He Zhen, then she would know.
Although she had not finished reading the book before she traveled through time, she skipped the middle and went straight to the ending, so she remembered it very clearly.
After slaying the great demon Zhu Yan from the Futu Sea, the cultivation world was severely damaged. They were already unable to withstand the imminent appearance of the great demon from the prehistoric world. Fortunately, Daoist Lord He Zhen used his semi-divine body as a guide to slay the demon before it appeared. With this, he achieved complete merit and ascended to godhood.
Although He Wujiu first killed Zhu Yan and later became the Hedao Zun, now that Zhu Yan is not dead, he has become the Hedao Jianzun, which advances the plot. She at least knows what realm he is at now.
Half a step towards becoming a god.
Ming Yueyi asked, "Second Brother, how long will it take us to get there?"
Li Changming said, "Not far, about a quarter of an hour."
Ming Yueyi lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Brother, I may have to go our separate ways after we get out."
Li Changming asked, "Where are you going? Aren't you going back to Fenjing Peak with me?"
Ming Yueyi explained: "I still have some things to do, so I might be late."
"Why are you so anxious?" Li Changming became more and more curious about what happened during the time she was missing.
Mingyueyi just explained that he had something to do and didn't say anything else.
Li Changming couldn't figure out what she was thinking. He stopped at the entrance of the barrier and handed her a jade token before breaking the formation. "Junior sister, if you are done and want to return to the sect, you can crush the jade token and let me know."
Ming Yueyi took it: "Okay."
Li Changming asked, "Do you want me to take you there?"
"No need, Second Brother." The barrier on the way out was broken, Mingyueyi turned around with the jade token and summoned the sword. After saying goodbye to him, he flew on the sword and disappeared over the top of the mountain.
Li Changming was left standing there, touching his head, looking confused.
Didn't Junior Sister's cultivation level regress? Why did he feel that her aura when she summoned the sword was magnificent, as if... she had reached the peak of the fifth level.
What exactly happened to my junior sister?
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After leaving the Futu Sea and the oppressive atmosphere disappeared, Shang'er emerged from the mustard seed bag and asked, "Master Dao, where are we going now?"
Ming Yueyi said: "Go to Qingyun Sect."
"Didn't you just say that you wouldn't go back?" Shang'er turned around in confusion, but her gaze froze inexplicably when she saw her.
The night wind made his robes rustle. Ming Yueyi stared intently ahead, "Let's go to another place in Qingyun Sect and see if what I'm thinking is right."
"Oh." Shang'er nodded and stared at her thoughtfully.
"What's wrong?" Mingyueyi noticed that her eyes looked strange, as if she was looking at something.
Shang'er pointed to her forehead and said hesitantly, "There is a red spot on the Taoist's forehead."
Red dot.
Mingyueyi raised his hand and touched it: "It might be blood."
She remembered that Pu Yuemin's blood seemed to have dripped onto her forehead.
Shang'er shook her head when she heard this: "It's not blood...it's very familiar."
She couldn't explain it, but the smell was like returning to a warm nest.
Because Shang'er looked unusual, Mingyueyi chose a place to stop and shone her light over the water.
The clear light sprinkled on the lake, and the beautiful face was reflected in the shimmering water. A drop of bright red blood was dripping on her originally empty white forehead.
Weirdly red.
Mingyueyi scooped up water and wiped it, and found that the blood spots seemed to have seeped into her skin, and no matter how she wiped, they remained on her forehead.
She thought again of the inexplicable smile on Pu Yuemin's face when he looked at her earlier.
What did he leave behind on her?
Mingyueyi couldn't wipe off the red dot on his forehead, so he stopped worrying about it and decided to go to Qingyun Sect first.
The Qingyun Sect was the same as before, although some places were different from a thousand years later, the differences were not big. She quickly found the center of the formation that connected to the dungeon under the Demon Locking Tower in the dense forest based on the direction.
If she had not accidentally entered there once when she was trapped in Yun Town, she probably would not have imagined that there was a formation leading to another place hidden in the misty forest outside the Demon Locking Tower.
And there is a strange demon corpse under the Demon Locking Tower.
This is not Mingyueyi's second time entering the dungeon, but the third time.
She carefully concealed her breath and walked deeper, holding on to the wall.
The secret passage was very dark and long. She walked for a long time before finally reaching the bottom.
The huge dungeon is like an underground palace. The immortal shark lamps on the wall brightly illuminate the dark cracks, and the walls are covered with the weight of history that is completely different from that of thousands of years ago.
There must be very few people coming here, as spider webs are hanging long on the wall.
Mingyueyi's eyes fell on the door not far away.
She remembered pushing open the door and seeing the strange corpse inside.
Mingyueyi pushed open the stone door.
The inside was just as he remembered, with large and small demon corpses frozen in the ice. The giant demon corpse on the platform, which was nailed to a wooden frame, was now only a skin left.
Even if only a piece of skin is left, it still glows silvery white, and the dull scales on it still tempt people to move forward.
Just one bite, and you can gain supreme cultivation, ascend to the heavens and become the creator god of the small world.
Mingyueyi was lured forward step by step, bent his knees and half-knelt in front of the monster skin, raised his hand to touch the skin, and suddenly a familiar voice sounded behind him.
"Has this fellow Taoist come to the wrong place?"
A powerful sword intent came towards him with mercy. Mingyueyi was attracted and regained consciousness. He turned around to avoid the sword intent and looked at the young man behind him.
His eyes fell on her face, he was distracted for a moment, and then he withdrew the sword intent that was attacking her.
Bai Ji circled around him and landed beside him.
The young man with white clothes and black hair was surrounded by pure spiritual energy.
It is a crane without fault.
Ming Yueyi stared at him warily, with his hands behind his back, quietly summoning his sword.
No one spoke for a moment. Just when she thought he would make the next move, the young man looked at her with an exceptionally gentle gaze and spoke suddenly.
"Does fellow Daoist look like an old friend of mine?"
Old friend?
Ming Yueyi's brows furrowed, and she soon realized that she had been sacrificed to the sword in front of him, and her soul had long since been destroyed.
Now, a person with similar appearance and aura suddenly appeared. He thought it was just a similar appearance and did not realize that she was Ming Yueyi.
"I'm sorry, I also accidentally walked into this place." Mingyueyi quietly put away the sword, a trace of apology appeared on her beautiful face, as if she really walked in accidentally.
"I didn't know this was the Dao Lord's place. I'm leaving now."
As she finished speaking, she took a step forward when a sword shadow suddenly brushed past the tip of her boot.
"Fellow Daoist, I don't seem to have asked you to leave."
Mingyueyi raised her eyes and looked at him.
After not seeing each other for a few days, He Wujiu seemed the same as before, his every move showing the coldness and gentleness of a swordsman, but also seemed a little different.
She seemed to see in him the shadow of Fen Jing from a thousand years ago.
Ming Yueyi asked him puzzledly, "I don't know what you mean?"
He Wujiu smiled faintly, "I see that you have an extraordinary demeanor, and you bear some resemblance to my old friend. We happened to stumble into this place, and perhaps it's fate that brought us together. I'd like to become close friends with you. I wonder if you'd be interested?"
The male protagonist's flirtatious nature seemed to fill the entire dungeon.
Ming Yueyi almost pinched her nose to talk to him, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and said, "I am lucky to be close friends with Daojun. Of course I can do it. Although it is said that choosing the right time is worse than choosing the right day, but..."
She looked embarrassed.
He Wujiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Fellow Daoist, please speak."
Ming Yueyi quickly glanced at the huge demon skin behind him, frowned, and said in embarrassment: "To be honest, since you have been caught by me, I will tell you that I was actually sent here to find something."
"Oh?" He smiled obscurely.
Ming Yueyi was completely unaware and said, "Since Daojun wants to be my best friend, I feel that we should have no secrets, so that what happened tonight won't affect our friendship."
"Indeed." He Wujiu nodded in agreement.
Seeing that he agreed, Ming Yueyi came down the stairs with a bright look on her face. The dimples on her lips seemed to be filled with sweetness. "I haven't asked Daojun your name yet. My name is Yue, and I am the eldest in my family. Daojun can call me Yueyi in the future."
Moon one, moon barbarian.
He Wujiu smiled and curled his lips. When the woman approached, he slowly raised his hand to block her sword attack.
How could it be possible that when a secret is revealed, two people would instantly hit it off, ignore the current circumstances, and rush to become close friends?
Mingyueyi didn't believe it.
She swung her sword with all her might, and although it was blocked, she still had a back-up plan.
He Wujiu raised his sword to meet the attack, and with one stroke of the sword he cut through something. The entire dungeon was instantly shrouded in thick fog.
He subconsciously held his breath and caught up with the figure.
Although Ming Yueyi was not as good as him in swordsmanship, the unconventional methods he had studied over the years might not be inferior to his. He took advantage of the thick fog spreading around him and fled towards the exit.
However, she never expected that she would be blocked by the formation at the exit again.
"Xuanming Ice Sealing Formation." Ming Yueyi recognized the formation at a glance and quickly formed seals with his hands. But when he was about to break the formation, the reason for his coming suddenly flashed through his mind, and the seals in his hands dissipated instantly.
The young man who followed closely behind her pierced her shoulder blade with a sword.
Mingyueyi groaned and turned his head with a pale face.
He Wujiu stood behind her expressionlessly, holding Baiji, and said softly, "Daoyou, I just told you that I didn't let you leave."
"What do you want to do?" Her face was pale and she was swaying, leaning on the wall with one hand.
He Wujiu stared at her snow-white face, put away his white hair, and held her waist, "I haven't thought about it yet."
The spiritual veins around Mingyueyi were sealed, and he was imprisoned together with the demon skin.
He Wujiu bandaged her wound and glanced at the pale-faced woman leaning against the giant demon hide. "No matter who sent you, fellow Daoyou, whether your name is Yueyi or Yueyi, wait here for me to decide how to place you."
Mingyueyi was surprised: "You won't kill me?"
He Wujiu shook his head and said the same thing: "I haven't thought about it yet."
Ming Yueyi smiled and said, "Thank you, Daojun, first."
"Yes." He agreed, standing up and looking down at her. "Since you've come here for the demon skin, I'll imprison you here. I think you have no objection, fellow Taoist?"
"Do I have any other choice?" Mingyueyi asked him, looking up at him.
He Wujiu shook his head: "No."
"Then why are you asking me?" Her face almost showed disdain.
He Wujiu took a quick glance and turned around to lock the iron chain and the wooden frame together.
Mingyueyi watched his movements throughout.
After he finished all this, he turned around and left, and no one knew where he was going.
After the door closed, Mingyueyi calmly lowered his eyes, his pale face half-raised, obscure in the candlelight.
Shang'er, who had just been forcibly pressed into the mustard seed bag, emerged and saw her bleeding shoulder. She hurriedly said, "Daojun, you are injured. Is it serious? Why didn't you let me out just now? Maybe I could have fought him."
Ming Yueyi turned her head and leaned against the wall, comforting her, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
Shang'er frowned, clearly unconvinced. She stared at her wound with eyes full of heartache: "Does it really not hurt?"
Ming Yueyi raised his hand and tore off the jade beads attached to his lower back. The horrific sword wound on his shoulder healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skin became white and smooth without a single scratch.
"Don't be sad, see, I told you it's okay."
Shang'er's eyes widened: "How did Daojun do it?"
Ming Yueyi put the jade bead back on his belt and said, "Although my swordsmanship is not as good as He Wujiu's, I am not necessarily inferior to him in other aspects. I have been relying on some small tricks to deceive him all these years."
She died countless times under He Wujiu's sword in different postures. Whenever he raised his sword or his breath changed slightly, she knew what he was going to do next, so she faked the injury when his vision was damaged.
In fact, he would have discovered it if he had been a little more careful, but unfortunately he was so upset when he saw her that he didn't think about this, and she could have stayed smoothly.
Shang'er understood that she was staying on purpose, but she was still puzzled: "What if he doesn't kill Daojun, but takes you to another place to imprison you?"
Ming Yueyi stood up, holding the iron chain around his neck while sizing up the enormous demon hide before him. He casually explained, "No one knows him better than I do. He would definitely lock me up with something important because he's right outside."
"Just..." Shang'er suddenly covered her mouth.
Ming Yueyi smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, he won't come in for the time being, and he hasn't placed any spiritual consciousness inside."
Shang'er breathed a sigh of relief, clutching her chest. Seeing her staring at the demon skin without blinking, she asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at this, Daojun?"
Ming Yueyi stared at the monster skin in front of him, raised his hand and touched it. The touch under his fingertips seemed as if it was still alive, and he could feel it breathing.
“Because it feels familiar to me.”
The demon skin is familiar, He Wujiu is familiar.
Upon hearing this, Shang'er also looked around.
One instrument, one person, the more I look at them, the more familiar they become, but I can’t put my finger on what they are familiar with.
Shang'er, in particular, felt dizzy after watching for a while and slumped back into the mustard seed bag, yawning, "Master Dao, I'm too sleepy. You watch first. I'll take a nap and tell me when I wake up."
Mingyueyi pasted the paper-cut she had transformed into onto the agate, put it into the mustard bag, and continued to look at the demon skin in front of her.
The monster's skin was so big that it seemed like something that shouldn't exist in this world. It had been skinned for who knows how many years. The white scales all over its body looked like dazzling white gems, with faint and strange lines. Every inch of its skin exuded extreme temptation, tempting people to come forward and take a bite, and they would become gods.
Mingyueyi woke up when he lowered his head under the bewitching and opened his lips in a trance, about to bite off the demon's skin.
The distraction in her eyes faded away, but she found herself leaning against the demon skin without realizing it, her eyes facing two empty holes.
And she saw moving living creatures from the hole.
Or rather, I saw a young man.
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