Chapter 72: Senior brother really trusts me.
"boom!"
The moment the two men flew out of the mine, the mine behind them collapsed. After escaping from the torrent of rolling sand and gravel, the two finally found a place to hide.
"The entire mountain range was overturned." Qi Miancheng said.
Behind the two of them, there was a landslide and the ground was cracking. It is almost impossible to tell the original shape of the mountains.
Is this the power of a Mahayana cultivator?
Qi Miancheng found a place that had not collapsed and put Ning Mingmei down.
As soon as he stepped on the ground, Ning Mingmei covered his chest and finally some scarlet blood came out from the corner of his mouth.
Behind him, Qi Miancheng was carrying two swords, one with an empty scabbard, and holding a osmanthus tree in his hand - this was what Ning Mingmei strongly requested Qi Miancheng to take with him before the two left the mine.
Ning Mingmei supported himself on the ground, his vision going dark. The field of vision was like a TV screen with poor signal, with snowflakes flashing from time to time.
"Go to sleep." Someone said to him.
Ning Mingmei: "But..."
"I saw a few of your disciples on the way here. They said that other disciples were fleeing with a few mortals. They were returning to look for you. I stopped them and told them not to cause trouble. Now they should be on their way to the Lian family." Qi Miancheng said, "You can rest assured."
In fact, when Qi Miancheng spoke after he was tired, his voice was not as gentle as usual like a gentleman, but a little cold.
Ning Mingmei said: "My tree..."
After saying this, he curled up on the stone slab and closed his eyes.
Only a thin ray of light penetrated the valley in the evening. The beam of light hit Qi Miancheng's face, making his face appear half bright and half dark.
The wound on Ning Mingmei's shoulder was still bleeding. He first took a pill himself, placed his finger on Ning Mingmei's wound for a while, took out medicine powder from his Qiankun bag and sprinkled it on him.
Then, he took off Ning Mingmei's glasses.
Qi Miancheng didn't say anything, he just stared at Ning Mingmei's face quietly. His expression was strange, the kind of strangeness that comes from being forced out of a scene.
After staring at Ning Mingmei for a while, he said, "I almost forgot."
He carefully wiped Ning Mingmei's glasses with a handkerchief and put them back on.
The fingers that pushed up Ning Mingmei's glasses slid across his nose. The skin under his hands was cool, soft, and yet very delicate. A strange expression appeared on Qi Miancheng's face again.
He lowered his head, pinched his fingers together, and made a gentle pinching motion on the other person's skin.
As if trying to keep this feeling in his fingertips again.
After doing all this, he picked up the osmanthus tree, stared at it for a long time, and frowned.
…
Ning Mingmei didn't sleep well. In the dream, it seemed like there were countless ignorant graduate students jumping around in the laboratory, socializing, and cooking hot pot on an induction cooker. As soon as the fat cow was put down, the circuit in the laboratory tripped.
A loud noise startled him awake from his dream. Before Ning Mingmei opened his eyes, he heard a gurgling sound in his ear. He turned around and saw a pot of...
Ning Mingmei: "Medicine?"
"It's not medicine, it's cinnamon," someone said.
...This joke that Gui Ruoxue didn't say actually came true in Qi Miancheng's place in a strange way.
...Wait, that loud noise I heard before I woke up must have come from behind.
And the dirty glasses seemed to have been wiped clean by someone.
Ning Mingmei supported himself on the stone slab with his elbows and tried to sit up. The movement strained the wound, causing it to hiss.
The man frowned at him and asked, "Why are you sitting up when you're injured?"
As he said this, he reached out to help him.
Ning Mingmei: "What on earth are you doing?"
Qi Miancheng: "Brother, wait a moment. I'll turn you over and see what happens."
Qi Miancheng actually used his clean arms to clamp Ning Mingmei's body...on both sides and turned him over.
What kind of posture is this, a human holding a cat?
Turning around, Ning Mingmei saw everything in front of him and fell silent.
What a deep pit.
Qi Miancheng said: "Just as you saw, I dug a hole when you passed out."
Ning Mingmei's eyes drifted over: "Use your sword?"
Qi Miancheng said: "Use that useless scabbard. We are sword cultivators, and the sword is the soul of the sword cultivator. How can we use our own soul to dig the soil?"
...Then you have a lot of souls, three as many as possible.
Qi Miancheng said: "Brother, I said this on purpose. Look, you finally laughed just now. This will make you feel better and help you recover."
Ning Mingmei touched his face with his left hand suspiciously: "Is there?"
Qi Miancheng said: "Actually not."
When he was in the Qingji Sect, Qi Miancheng had the temperament of a hypocrite who seemed calm and composed. Now that Qingji Sect has appeared, how come it has become like chatGPT.
The corner of Ning Mingmei's mouth twitched.
Qi Miancheng: "Okay, I thought that by saying this, I could relax my junior brother's mind and make him ignore the pain in his body. In fact, I didn't use the scabbard, but the true qi to dig the hole. I didn't control it well and blew the hole too deep."
Ning Mingmei: "...So why are you digging a hole?"
Qi Miancheng pointed to the Guanghan osmanthus tree lying withered beside him and said, "Because I was worried about you before you passed out."
It is worthy of being a sacred tree. Even after being blasted by a Mahayana cultivator, it is still alive.
...but you can just say it directly, because you want to help me plant the Laurel trees.
As he spoke, Qi Miancheng pointed his finger and used his true energy to make the laurel tree fall into the deep pit.
The laurel tree was too small and the pit was so deep that the tree could not even be seen.
Qi Miancheng said, "It's not a big deal. It's better to dig a deep pit than a shallow one. I'll use my true energy to blow a few handfuls of soil down to bury the roots of the laurel. Since it can grow on the body of Lord Jiangduo, it should be able to grow here too. If not, wait until it's about to die, and then we'll move it to another place."
Ning Mingmei looked at Qi Miancheng and for the first time found it difficult to say "Thank you, senior brother".
Now he not only has difficulty speaking, but also moving. Especially the place on the shoulder where the sword pierced, it was very painful even after applying medicine.
That Demon Lord Jiang Duo, who kept saying that Ning Mingmei looked like his adopted sister, really didn't go easy on her at all.
Wait, apply medicine?
Qi Miancheng: "Just in time, Junior Brother is awake. Let's drink this pot of medicine."
Ning Mingmei looked at the medicine jar on the ground again... Let's not talk about why Qi Miancheng brought a clay jar with him when he went out. Just the contents of this soup.
"What's in here?"
Qi Miancheng said, "Some herbs, as well as the osmanthus flowers and some leaves from the thousand-year-old laurel tree. Junior brother, drink it first."
…No wonder the sacred tree looks so bare now.
Ning Mingmei: "No, no, I am very sorry to trouble you, Senior Brother, to take care of me. How can I drink first and mess up the order of seniority? Of course, Senior Brother should drink first."
In fact, of course he was afraid that Qi Miancheng would poison him.
Qi Miancheng: "Mingmei, you have really grown up."
After once again making an exclamation that tried to convey a gentle signal but whose meaning seemed ambiguous due to the scene, Qi Miancheng picked up the medicine jar and drank a quarter of the potion.
Ning Mingmei stared at him and saw that Qi Miancheng had a very calm expression after drinking the medicine: "I will feed it to you, Junior Brother?"
Ning Mingmei: "I'll do it myself."
I picked it up with my still intact left hand and drank it... Damn, what a terrible taste.
Ning Mingmei said to the system: "This taste is only comparable to the Indian spice coffee I drank in school."
It’s spicy, sour, and has a hint of tobacco, but it’s strangely sweet because of the cream on top. How can there be such a coffee in the world?
But Qi Miancheng didn't lie to him. As expected of a medicine made from thousand-year-old laurel, it was indeed effective. As soon as it entered his stomach, Ning Mingmei felt his body filled with spiritual energy.
Qi Miancheng watched him drink the potion and smiled, "Seeing you drink the medicine, I feel relieved. Just now, you were seriously injured, but you still wanted to be humble. I am really moved."
...What you said will make people think that the medicine is poisoned. Ning Mingmei glanced at Qi Miancheng who was sitting opposite him and said, "Senior Brother, you seem to be in good health."
Qi Miancheng said: "In fact, in order not to worry my junior brother, I have been hiding my pain."
As he spoke, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
What a psycho! ! !
It's really hard to calm down without pushing up your glasses at this time. Ning Mingmei endured the pain in his shoulder and reached out to push up his glasses. Qi Miancheng said, "Nothing. Seeing my junior brother lose his composure because he was worried about me, my heart is filled with warmth."
...It is difficult for Ning Mingmei to make any comment. All he could say was, "Brother, please wipe the corners of your mouth."
The place where the two were was a cave. Both of them were seriously injured in the battle with the Demon Lord, and they had tried their best to get here.
If their injuries were not healed, it would be very difficult for the two of them to move forward.
Now he has no apprentice around him and doesn’t know where he is. He only has Qi Miancheng. Ning Mingmei touched his waist and found that the Qiankun bag containing tens of millions was still there, and he felt at ease.
The two sat opposite each other and began to meditate to restore their depleted health bars. Not long after, Ning Mingmei felt a heat rising in his abdomen.
Maybe it was the laurel that was working.
The limbs and bones that were broken by the demon king began to slowly repair themselves, the acupuncture points in various places were combed, and the feeling of the true energy flowing through the veins was very comfortable. Ning Mingmei opened his eyes and looked at Qi Miancheng who was sitting opposite him.
Different from the sect's leader's uniform which was mainly purple, Qi Miancheng was now wearing a white robe, presumably to make it easier for him to travel in casual clothes. He wore a jade crown and meditated with his eyes closed. His facial features were deep and handsome, and he had the aura of a towering mountain.
In short, he still has the calm and elegant aura of a leader of a famous and upright sect.
Anyway, meditation is meditation, Ning Mingmei asked him: "Brother, you call that demon king Jiang Duo, do you know him?"
Qi Miancheng said: "The Demon Lord Jiangduo is very famous. I have heard rumors about him since I was a child."
Ning Mingmei said: "Brother, I have nothing to do now, so tell me what you think."
It’s time to listen to gossip from academicians.
Qi Miancheng said: "A few hundred years ago, the name of Demon Lord Jiangduo was very famous. Tianyan Sect was the largest force in the demon world, and he was the son of the Patriarch of Tianyan Sect."
It’s different from the world of immortal cultivation where hundreds of flowers bloom in the same class. The demon world believes in the law of the jungle, and all forces are subject to the most powerful Tianyan Sect. The Tianyan Sect can be called the master of the demon world.
"The leader of the Tianyan Sect has many children, but only one can inherit the position of the young master. Jiang Duo, as the second son, is much more capable than his brothers - especially his eldest brother, and also his father. Since then, there have been rumors in the demon world that Jiang Duo wants to kill his father and seize the throne. Jiang Duo is extremely powerful. For example, at that time in the Qingji Sect, only our master Wuwei Zhenren could fight him." Qi Miancheng said, "Later, during the turmoil in the demon world, he really did so."
It’s been a long time since I’ve heard the name of his cheap master, and I almost forgot it.
"The war between humans and demons continued. Jiang Duo, as the Demon Lord of Tianyan Sect, committed numerous crimes, attacking the Immortal City, besieging Baopu Temple, slaughtering people in Yinbing Pavilion and Dahuang, and attacking the human imperial city... Then, starting from a certain day, he suddenly disappeared. The one who ascended to the position of the Lord of the Demon Realm became his elder brother." Qi Miancheng said, "But I didn't expect that he was actually sealed here."
Ning Mingmei asked the question that concerned him: "How many sisters does this Jiang Duo have?"
"A lot. The Pope of Tianyan Sect has many children, both biological and adopted. Each Pope takes many children under his command and watches them kill each other. Only the most outstanding one can become the next Lord of the Demon Realm." Qi Miancheng said, "However, he has two adopted sisters, who are very famous."
Ning Mingmei's heart moved: "Who is the adopted sister?"
"The demon concubine from four hundred years ago, and her twin sister, the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect, the most ruthless demon in the demon world." Qi Miancheng said, "After the demon concubine died, she disappeared. Some people say that she took the demon concubine's twins away. The demon concubine's name was Jiang Heng, and the twin sister's name was Jiang Wu."
Will be orchid, will be wild grass.
Ning Mingmei: "Senior Brother is really well-informed. He even knows the names of these two women."
Qi Miancheng said: "Because my mother Lian Tingyu and the witch Jiang Wu were good friends."
…As soon as these words were spoken, the entire cave became chilled.
Don't say this casually. The demon concubine's rebellion has been a taboo among all immortals in the world until now, and everyone tries to avoid it. Qi Miancheng is now the leader of Qingji Sect and the light of righteousness. The Qi family is also the most prominent family in the fairy world. His father, as the old patriarch, is highly respected.
Such a person actually directly said that his mother and the demon concubine's sister, the famous witch Jiang Wu, were once good friends. This sentence is quite explosive in anyone's ears.
Ning Mingmei: "Brother, you really trust me."
Qi Miancheng: "Well, what is there to be said? If it were someone else, they would probably think that this matter is unspeakable."
Ning Mingmei: "Senior brother is really open-minded."
"Subverting the human world and stirring up the storm. The Demon Concubine is a very talented person, and so is her sister. They are all powerful people in the world. My mother Lian Tingyu is the same." Qi Miancheng said, "Since they are powerful people, what's the problem if they are connected to each other?"
“…”
When Qi Miancheng said that, the expression on his face was extremely casual - if this casualness was not fully understood, in the eyes of others, it would still be his usual gentle, steady and calm expression.
Ning Mingmei said: "Yes, Senior Brother is right."
Qi Miancheng smiled.
"Junior brother is so nice." He said softly.
These words did not sound like Qi Mianben's original tone.
And like a snake, it poked its head out from the dark jungle where the flowers were like jewels, and finally spit out a little bright red tongue.
The direction that the signal was pointing was the beautiful thing that the snake's pupil was looking at.
Qi Miancheng closed his eyes and continued to meditate. There was a hint of satisfaction on his face that even Ning Mingmei couldn't see.
…There was no one else in the cave. Ning Mingmei and Qi Miancheng continued to sit opposite each other in meditation. It really feels a bit weird when two people are together.
Perhaps because it was raining heavily outside the cave and water vapor was rising, Ning Mingmei felt a little damp and sticky.
It's like all the clothes are stuck to the skin.
"Brother," Ning Mingmei asked the last question, "How did you appear there?"
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