Nie Yinzhi had just touched Gu Jiang's shallow breathing and saw his eyes suddenly opened. Before she could feel proud, the world in front of her eyes suddenly spun.
When she came to her senses, she didn't know what place she was dragged into. The cool liquid drowned her consciousness. The water was swaying with fragmented lights, colorful, and had a kind of hazy and dreamy beauty.
Nie Yinzhi soaked in the water, feeling comfortable all over. She moaned and didn't want to struggle at all.
Gu Jiang's voice came from outside the water, which seemed a little unclear, "This is the Five-Color Dew, which can heal everything, including the sword wound on your soul."
There is actually such a good thing!
"What about my body?"
Gu Jiang seemed to be able to hear her question, and said slowly: "I will take good care of it for you."
He put a little emphasis on the word "well", with a threatening tone that was not painful or itchy.
Nie Yinzhi stroked her wrist, and the branches of the curse were still tightly binding her soul and body.
Just now, she was going to kiss Gu Jiang forcefully. Although the devil had always been submissive, what if he valued her chastity?
In order to prevent Gu Jiang from getting angry and hitting her, Nie Yinzhi had the foresight to turn on "harm transfer".
So even if Gu Jiang wanted to do something to her body now, he would be the one who would be hurt. Nie Yinzhi was not worried at all and even tried his best to add fuel to the fire, "Brother, did I kiss you just now?"
Before she touched his lips, her consciousness was pulled away. That moment was too sudden and she turned her head dizzy, which distracted her attention, so that Nie Yinzhi could not tell whether he kissed her or not.
What a pity.
Gu Jiang pursed his lips, "You really know how to give yourself points as an elder."
Nie Yinzhi's consciousness floated in the five-color dew, which was more useful than her two boxes of spirit stones. The dull pain in her soul was much lighter, and she said in distress: "Then what do you like me to call you? Calling you Grandpa is not good, right? Lord Demon is so young and handsome."
Gu Jiang chose to ignore the troublemaker in the five-color dew. He moved Nie Yinzhi's sleeping body away from him and laid her flat on the couch.
After all, she was a girl, and it seemed not good to lie down so carelessly. Nie Yinzhi would definitely be angry when she woke up.
She usually loved beauty. Even if there were only the two of them in Zhedan Peak, he would still close his eyes most of the time, and she would still dress herself up brightly and beautifully every day.
Every time she floated into his sight like a flower, annoying but beautiful.
Tonight she was wearing a moon-white Yanluo dress with small floral embroidery on the cuffs and hem. Her face was free of makeup, and she was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water.
Gu Jiang hesitated for a moment, and kindly helped her to tidy up her hair and clothes.
He lowered his eyes to look at her, and then pulled out a red thread with a golden tinge from his sleeve, threaded it into the small bead filled with five-colored dew in his hand, and tied it to Nie Yinzhi's wrist.
The bead was swaying with a beautiful glimmer, and the thin red thread was in stark contrast to her slender wrist as white as the bright moon, and it was so fragile that it seemed as if it could be broken by too much force.
Gu Jiang was not even aware of it, and his movements were gentler, as he placed his soft and boneless hands on her belly.
Nie Yin's consciousness was immersed in the five-colored dew, but it was still connected to the five senses of the body, and she could feel his rustling movements on her body.
This feeling was very, very wonderful.
Gu Jiang hardly touched her body directly, and could only feel his movements from the friction of her clothes, but the more this happened, the more sensitive her skin became, as if there was an itch like that of an ant gnawing, which spread to her consciousness.
Nie Yin's consciousness curled up in the water, unable to be reached, and
she felt indescribably uncomfortable. Who was being tortured? Damn it, Gu Jiang must be taking revenge on her! What a sinister devil. Nie Yinzhi wanted to ask him to touch her directly.
She could hug Gu Jiang and kiss him, but for some reason, she found such words too embarrassing. It was just so strange.
The itchy touch from a distance finally left her wrist.
At some point, the annoying guy in the five-colored dew stopped talking. Gu Jiang glanced at her slightly red cheeks and didn't take it to heart. After doing all this, he was really tired.
It was already bright outside the window. Gu Jiang flicked his finger and shot out a strand of demonic energy. The demonic energy gently lifted the ends of Nie Yinzhi's hair, passed through the carved window and shot out of the house. It suddenly became imposing and rushed towards the hidden place in the yard.
The demon-sealing rune on his head suddenly became bright, and the movement was so big for the first time.
The demonic energy hit the air, and an arc wave visible to the naked eye appeared in the void. When the shock wave spread to the window of the main house, it was dissolved by an invisible force, and even the white gauze under the window was not alarmed.
In the yard, a figure fell from the void to the ground, and the demon-sealing rune on his head fell down. The man took advantage of this gap to transform into a beam of white light and rushed into the sky and left.
The inscriptions and the magic energy entangled for a while, then dispersed, and the place was peaceful again.
Outside Zhedan Peak, white light shot out from the layers of sealing barriers, and in a breath, it fell into the nearby Mingxia Peak, and landed in a human form.
The man was all white from head to toe, with white hair and white skin, and dressed in white, but his white clothes were not particularly white. His figure seemed to be thinner than others, as if he would blend into the surrounding background if he was not careful.
This person was Yu Yaoqing, the elder of Taixu Sect. As soon as he landed on the high platform, his white clothes gradually took on the wood-colored texture of the pavilion next to him, and he was about to hide in the environment.
Everyone was used to this. Yan Yi, the Grand Elder of the Yunji Sect who was closest to him, reached out and grabbed Yu Yaoqing's arm, so that he wouldn't be lost again.
Yu Yaoqing practiced the art of avoiding service, and could blend in with everything in the world. He was a good lurker. With his cultivation in the Spiritualization Stage, his whereabouts were unpredictable. The people standing on this high platform were already considered the top powers in the world of cultivation, and they often failed to detect his presence.
I didn't expect that he would be discovered by the demon so quickly.
There was a huge round mirror on the high platform, and the picture inside was exactly what Yu Yaoqing saw and heard in Zhedan Peak, which had been broadcasted to the elders on the platform in real time.
After Yu Yaoqing was beaten out, the scene on the screen was interrupted. Someone tapped on the mirror, and the mirror began to replay what Yu Yaoqing had seen before.
A group of monks and masters gathered in front of the mirror to watch the people in the picture being affectionate.
In the mirror, a half-dead crabapple branch was draped over the window frame, just enough to take in the scene in the room. Behind the thin white veil, Nie Yinzhi could be seen leaning on the couch with his back to the window, one hand on Gu Jiang's lips, playing with the devil's lips and tongue.
They could not hear the voice, but could only see the picture.
Master Yuanming of the Wuliang Sect put his hands together, lowered his eyes, and could hardly look straight, "Amitabha."
Everyone has seen this scene before. Even if you watch it for the second time, you still find it unbelievable. Gu Jiang, a great demon who destroyed the world, was actually so... difficult to describe under the finger of a female disciple in the Jindan stage.
"The blood of that disciple doesn't look simple. It seems to be able to seduce and confuse Gu Jiang. The symbiotic spell should not have this effect."
"Master Yan, she is a disciple of your sect. Have you found anything special about her before?"
The three supreme elders of the Yunji Sect have been in seclusion for many years. They came out because of this great turmoil in the sect. Sang Wumian has only accepted this disciple for a short time, so they don't know.
Yan Yi turned to the disciples who were serving at the platform and said, "Take my order and go to the inner affairs hall to get the list of disciples personally taught by the master." He said to another person, "Call Meng Jin over."
When he raised his head, he glanced at the little white bird on the eaves of the front hall not far away, and turned his
eyes away without paying much attention. The little white bird shook its wings, turned its head around, and its bean-sized eyes reflected the round mirror on the platform.
Behind the many pavilions, Xiao Ling held the corridor column and faced the direction of the front hall of Mingxiao Peak. There was a white feather-shaped mark on her forehead, which was connected to the pearl little bird. The little white bird squatting on the eaves of the front hall could temporarily serve as her eyes.
This was found for her by Jing Chongshan. She is now weak and cannot be free. Before Jing Chongshan found a way to cure her, he hoped that she could use the eyes of Little Pearl to look around the Yunji Sect and relieve her depression.
Jing Chongshan originally did not allow her to live on Mingxiao Peak, which was too close to Zhedan Peak and was the center of the formation. If there were any changes and a fight with the demon, Mingxiao Peak would definitely be the first to bear the brunt.
But Xiao Ling was reluctant to leave, not because she was nostalgic for this former home, but because she wanted to see with her own eyes what would happen to Nie Yinzhi.
Xiao Ling had an indescribable complex feeling towards her substitute, and she felt pity for her at first.
Nie Yinzhi sacrificed herself to summon the devil to the world without caring whether her actions would reignite the great battle between good and evil like ten years ago and implicate innocent people.
Xiao Ling had experienced that war, so she didn't like Nie Yinzhi's actions, but on the other hand, she admired her decisiveness.
Looking back at herself, she always cared too much.
The existence of Little Pearl could not hide the inspiration of those powerful monks on the high platform, but the Supreme Elder might think that she was just a useless person, no different from the cats and birds on Mingxiao Peak, so he didn't care.
Xiao Ling saw everything in the round mirror.
She really couldn't understand why Nie Yinzhi could get along with such a murderous devil so comfortably and intimately.
Xiao Ling couldn't help but think of the time when she was trapped in the Abyss of Death and Silence, there was also a being beside her who could protect her, Zhu Ni, this legendary beast, for some reason, had an inexplicable intimacy with her. She fell into the Abyss of Death and awoke in its lair.
The beast probably regarded her as its property. When Zhu Ni appeared in the world, the world was in chaos. There was a strong smell of blood and resentful spirits on its body.
Xiao Ling didn't like it very much.
On the high platform in front of the peak, the disciples brought the files of the disciples who were personally taught by the head of the Yunji Sect.
The inner disciples of the Yunji Sect have detailed file records when they enter, and the files will be updated every year after entering to record the growth of the disciples. The records of the disciples who were personally taught are more detailed.
The files have records about Nie Yinzhi's origin, background, parents and relatives.
Nie Yinzhi was born with spiritual bones and clear spiritual veins. She opened her spiritual acupoints within three months of entering the sect. After that, her cultivation was smooth sailing. She entered the Golden Core realm in five years. She is indeed a top-notch qualification.
But she is not very good at sword skills. She has only practiced the Qingfeng Sword Manual, which is a must-learn intermediate sword manual for Yunji Sect disciples. Although her progress is similar to that of other disciples in the sect, it does not match her cultivation.
Yan Yi looked at her spiritual vein records and understood in his heart that Nie Yinzhi is not suitable for sword cultivation.
But with her qualifications, even if she chose a cultivation path that was not suitable for her, she still formed a golden elixir in five years, which was still beyond the reach of many people.
Liu Hua, another elder of Taixu Sect, enviously scratched his feet and couldn't help but sigh: "What a good seedling for Dharma cultivation." What a pity, how could the Sword Sect pick her up! If only she could enter Taixu Sect.
The damn Yunji Sect didn't cherish her. They had gathered in the Yunji Sect for so many days, and they had heard some of the secrets inside the Yunji Sect. Although it was difficult to say it, Liu Hua really looked down on the actions of the head of the Yunji Sect.
She turned around to look for Yu Yaoqing, but her fellow disciple had completely disappeared. The young master of Chenyin Pavilion respectfully pinched Yu Yaoqing's sleeve to mark his presence.
Liu Hua only felt that he looked at the air, and then withdrew his gaze with deep boredom.
The three supreme elders of the Yunji Sect were a little embarrassed. They did not find anything abnormal in the file, so they sent people back quickly.
At this time, Meng Jin came following the guidance of his disciples.
Meng Jin's eyes were cut by Nie Yinzhi. At this time, he wore a silver-white copper mask on his face, which completely covered his face above the nose. The mask fit the facial contour tightly, and simply outlined the shape of the eyes.
Although he was blind, his consciousness could be projected outward, he could move freely, and his body was still upright. He walked to the side of the platform with steady steps and bowed to salute.
Yan Yi exempted him from the gift, and after asking about his injuries, he got down to business, "Tell me everything you know about Nie Yinzhi in detail."
The little white bird flew away from the eaves of the front hall and landed on the small pavilion on the side of the high platform.