UGB Chapter 81 Immortal Hero 4
Chapter 81 Immortal Hero 4
Yan Wugui liked to hear such words.
Although he couldn't even be sure whether Jiang Mian was sincere to him or not.
Because Jiang Mian always seems to be careless, even when he cries, he can control it with ease.
Even tonight, when Jiang Mian was kissed until her whole body became limp, and she leaned against his arms with red eyes, there was no surprise in her beautiful amber eyes.
It seems that Yan Wugui's actions... all have long been sure, and they are all expected.
But he was influenced by Jiang Mian many times in just a few days.
Irritable, irritable, full of doubts, flustered.
Yan Wugui didn't understand what Jiang Mian really wanted.
Now he only knows that Jiang Mian likes cute and soft objects, all kinds of new gadgets, and also likes to eat and sleep.
But other than that, Yan Wugui couldn't see through Jiang Mian's deeper thoughts.
Moreover, after this ancestor was taken captive, he never mentioned his family members in the mortal world, and he was simply indifferent.
Jiang Mian seemed to only care about...his past love history.
Thinking of this, Yan Wugui's heart suddenly became much clearer.
So he stared down at the person in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Jiang Mian, why are you so bold?"
"The most interesting thing is that the mayfly shakes the tree." Jiang Mian curled the corners of her lips, and used the honorific again at some point, "Master, you said that you can't do anything to me, but isn't it the same for me?"
Yan Wugui was slightly taken aback.
Jiang Mian wrung her fingers and counted: "As long as you try to avoid me, I will never find you. One day I will annoy you by being disobedient, and you can throw me thousands of miles away. And in the future If you get tired of me, you can easily run me over with one finger... can't you?"
"……Yes."
If he really wanted to crush Jiang Mian to death, maybe he wouldn't need a single finger.
As long as Yan Wugui doesn't take the initiative to restrain the coercion of the later stage of the tribulation, most of the monks in this magic palace will explode and die in an instant.
The difference in strength between the two of them is extremely large, Jiang Mian's use of the term "mayfly shaking the tree" is reasonable.
"So Master, anyway, in the eyes of others, I should be a little thing for you to have fun in your spare time. My existence poses no threat to you." Jiang Mian brushed her broken hair behind her ears, and said confidently, "Then I It will be interesting to take advantage of the time when Master is still willing to spoil me, and is reluctant to kill me when he is angry... it will be interesting to act more capriciously."
After Yan Wugui finished listening in silence, he sighed in a low voice: "You are a good seedling for cultivating demons."
Doing things recklessly just to get some fun is exactly what Moxiu loves to do.
Jiang Mian tilted her head noncommittally: "Then why did Master let me practice such gentle orthodox exercises?"
"This matter, I did the right thing." Yan Wugui raised his finger and tapped his forehead forcefully, "Although many magic arts are powerful, they will subtly distort people's minds. The higher the level, the harder it is to be conscious." .I don’t want to see you become a servant and nourishment of the practice, and by then, you may be even worse-tempered than you are now.”
And Jiang Mian didn't seem to listen at all, puffed up and rubbed his forehead, and said in a muffled voice, "Master, you bullied me."
"When will this seat..."
"You're just bullying me, and you still want to touch me." Jiang Mian hid her head in the crescent of his neck, complaining softly.
The slightly cool soft face rubbed against the side of the neck lightly, so intimate that Yan Wugui froze and was speechless for a long time.
He could only acquiesce in the verbal loss, and Jiang Mian did what he said.
How to get along with people who are close to him is a difficult topic for Yan Wugui.
He was actually at a loss.
But Jiang Mian was much more natural than him. After a while, he raised his face and said proudly: "By the way, Master, I broke through to the sixth level of Qi refining today, look!"
Before he finished speaking, a few small ice beads appeared on his white fingertips, round and without edges, emitting a faint chill.
Yan Wugui's heart was lifted, and he felt that the topic had finally returned to... things that he could normally deal with.
So he let go of Jiang Mian, snapped his fingers, and said deliberately inscrutable: "Turn back."
Jiang Mian turned around obediently and looked towards the sky.
In an instant, a blood-red waterfall poured down along the moonlight above the head, rushing into the back mountain, startling thousands of birds.
The unattainable and mysterious blood moon seemed to be just a container filled with blood by him.
When the waterfall dissipated, the moon gradually faded and turned into a white and pure moon, hanging high above the night sky.
Yan Wugui made such a big commotion, but everyone in the Demon Palace was extremely peaceful. The members of the law enforcement team felt this familiar and powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, and they dared not make a sound at all.
They are not blind, they only need to raise their heads and take a look quietly to understand that His Majesty is trying to make people happy.
"Wow...it's so beautiful, Master is really amazing!" Jiang Mian's eyes sparkled.
After being praised, Yan Wugui found that he was really proud.
"It's just a little trick, it's nothing to worry about." He suppressed the urge to curl the corners of his lips, and forcefully said casually.
Then Jiang Mian pinched his face.
"But Master, you are a bit stupid."
"……What's the meaning?"
"Our relationship is different! At this time, you should pat my head and praise me for doing a good job." Jiang Mian educated confidently.
After a moment of silence, Yan Wugui suddenly realized.
The tips of his ears warmed up quietly, he raised his hand a little stiffly to rub Jiang Mian's soft black hair, and boasted like a book: "You did a good job."
"Well, that's it." Jiang Mian didn't pursue further, and curled the corners of her lips in satisfaction.
And Yan Wugui hesitated for a while, and couldn't help asking him in a low voice: "Jiang Mian, what else should I do?"
He knows that he is not good at these, and now he has to learn with humility.
Jiang Mian blinked: "Well, call me Mianmian."
"...Mianmian."
"Keep me always."
Yan Wugui immediately put his arms around Jiang Mian's waist again.
"Kiss me again, gently."
"Okay." Yan Wugui answered seriously, raised his hand to heal the wound on the corner of Jiang Mian's lips, and then bowed his head and kissed him as gently as possible.
And Jiang Mian leaned softly in his arms, with a contented look, she hooked his fingertips and stopped talking.
As if that was enough.
It was rare for Yan Wugui to feel such peace of mind.
But before he had time to enjoy the warmth for a moment, Jiang Mian said abruptly, "Yan Wugui, did you really never collect the stove before?"
Hearing this, he became nervous for no reason, and quickly denied: "No!"
"Then the cauldrons presented by your subordinates, are they mostly men or women?"
"...Most of the time, I don't even see their faces clearly before throwing them out!"
These words are absolutely true, Yan Wugui really doesn't understand what he was doing before.He didn't even need to take a second look to know that the offered furnaces were definitely not what he wanted.
Perhaps the only point of insisting on doing this is because he can wait until the day when Jiang Mian is also robbed to the Demon Realm.
At least based on Yan Wugui's understanding of the rules of the world... He and Jiang Mian are very likely to have some kind of karmic entanglement, such as past life, present life, or a predestined marriage.
There is a reason for everything, he was only worried that Jiang Mian would not be able to understand these in his current state, so he didn't believe him.
But Jiang Mian seemed to be just asking casually, but in the blink of an eye, his mind went to other things.
"Okay, then, Master, where do I stay tonight?"
"...What do you mean?" Yan Wuhui was still immersed in the tension just now, and managed to recover.
"I want to sleep with Master." Jiang Mian took it for granted.
Yan Wugui paused: "I never sleep."
"Ah?" Jiang Mian opened her eyes wide, "Then what do you usually do at night?"
"Cultivation." Yan Wugui also took it for granted.
How could a monk still need sleep after shedding mortals and entering Taoism?The vast majority of monks are either searching for secret places, killing people to seize treasures, or meditating to cultivate enlightenment... how can there be anyone like Jiang Mian who sleeps until the sun rises every day!
Before, Yan Wugui wanted to correct Jiang Mian's bad habits, but he somehow had a premonition that if he dared not let Jiang Mian sleep well, Jiang Mian would definitely stare at him and lose all his money because of grievances. Beans, you can't even coax them well.
"No wonder you can become a Demon Lord." Jiang Mian was really shocked, and asked thoughtfully, "If I spend all the time in these two days on cultivation, maybe I have already established the foundation right now? "
"According to common sense, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible, but maybe you can do it." Yan Wugui really had no way to make a conclusion, because Jiang Mian's cultivation speed was unreasonable.
"But Master, I will die if I don't sleep, I don't want to practice all night..." Jiang Mian gently tugged on his cuff, feeling a little aggrieved.
really!
Yan Wugui couldn't help but rejoice that his previous guess was extremely correct.
"It's okay," he felt relieved, and picked Jiang Mian up and returned to the hall, "Then go to bed earlier, it's not too early now."
But after Jiang Mian was firmly placed on the bed, he still tugged at his sleeves to prevent him from leaving, and said shamelessly, "Master must be with you."
"……it is good."
No way, young people are always more clingy.Yan Wugui thought to himself, according to what he said, he lifted the quilt and lay down.
Jiang Mian immediately squeezed into his arms, feeling slightly cool, with only a thin layer of underwear left on her body.
Thinking of Jiang Mian's natural body cold, Yan Wugui tentatively stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist, and then pulled the belt tightly into his arms.
And Jiang Mian seemed to like being treated like this very much, with a smile on his face, and even took the initiative to kiss his side face.
Just being gently touched by his soft and cold lips, Yan Wugui froze for a moment involuntarily.
still want.
But Jiang Mian fell asleep instantly.
Delicate and harmless, like a beautiful little sheep at the mercy of others, it does not know how to struggle when it is tightly held in the arms, but sleeps soundly.
Yan Wugui took a deep breath, tried his best to close his eyes and stop looking at him, lest...
It seems that the thousands of years of xinxing practice still haven't been tempered in place.
The scenery of the magic palace is as usual.
On the surface, some people are scrambling for resources and intrigues, while secretly, some people are restrained when they are in a relationship.
This is Jiang Mian's conclusion after successfully seducing his wife.
Because Yan Wugui doesn't know how to fall in love at all.
No one will believe it if you say it, but it is the truth.
Since the relationship got closer, Yan Wugui was not so fierce to him, but he would only do those things that Jiang Mian taught him.
Such as kissing and hugging, such as touching the head and boasting generously, and taking the initiative to hug Jiang Mian to sleep with him, and will never forget the good morning and good night kisses.
Of course, when he was inexplicably shy, Yan Wugui would still attack him suddenly, and the temperature around him would instantly increase a lot.
But Jiang Mian knew very well that this person must have a lot of thoughts in his heart that he didn't say.
I just know how to endure it, it's too stupid.
So Jiang Mian practiced a little seriously, and after quickly breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Refining, she began to pester Yan Wugui to double cultivate with him.
Yan Wugui agreed without hesitation, saying that he could try it.
Then he passed on a dual cultivation method to Jiang Mian.
The serious one.
Purely using spiritual power to double repair.
Jiang Mian: "..."
It is not impossible.
Letting one's own spiritual power into each other's bodies is a very intimate way of cultivation for monks.
Jiang Mian learned quickly, but he didn't like the way of pressing palms together, so he wanted to hold hands with Yan Wugui.Yan Wugui also followed him.
They sat facing each other, with their eyes closed and concentrated, and all kinds of sensations in the state of internal viewing were extremely keen.
It is rare for Jiang Mian to feel how powerful Yan Wugui is.
He saw with his own eyes that his insignificant spiritual power was instantly swallowed up by the majestic sea of flames like a pitiful and weak drop of water.
If it weren't for Yan Wugui's extremely fine control of his own power, Jiang Mian doubts that he might be pulled out of him in an instant.
After the unforgettably shocking feeling, a warm spiritual power of just the right amount came back, allowing him to break through to the half-step foundation building in an instant, as comfortable and comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.
Jiang Mian's whole body became warm, her cheeks turned slightly red, and her hands and feet felt a little weak.
For a monk like him in the Qi refining period, Yan Wugui's pure spiritual power, which has been repeatedly refined and condensed, even if he is only given a little bit of it, can be regarded as an enlightenment, like a treasure from heaven and earth.
When Jiang Mian was still immersed in this sense of comfort and couldn't extricate himself, Yan Wugui suddenly picked him up and put him on the bed, covering him with the quilt.
"This seat is going to retreat for two days, it may be longer. Don't worry about advancing to Foundation Establishment for the time being. Chi Leifeng has recently released a top-quality Foundation Establishment Pill, which has not yet passed the Golden Purple Thunder Tribulation. You can break through after taking it at that time. It will be of great benefit to you." Yan Wugui said seriously.
Jiang Mian obediently was stuffed into the quilt, eyes wide open blankly: "Shut up, shut up...?"
"It's not that you insist on dual cultivation with me, but it really makes me feel a little bit more."
Yan Wugui briefly explained to him that the period of crossing the catastrophe is not limited to the late junior high school, it has to be distinguished, and it can even be subdivided into countless small realms and bottlenecks.
And the difficulty of the small realm that Yan Wugui wants to break through is equivalent to the great realm that countless low-level monks can't overcome after all the hard work, and even if they make a mistake, they will be destroyed in one fell swoop.
The road of practice is like this, every step is more difficult and dangerous.
"If your realm is above Nascent Soul, you may be able to retreat for a month." Yan Wugui added.
"If I haven't seen you for so long, then I don't want to..." Jiang Mian hesitated, puffed up, "No, I still want to double cultivate with you."
Yan Wugui rubbed his head: "In the future, when your cultivation base is high, you will naturally understand. Dozens of hundreds of years of retreat are commonplace."
"...Oh, then you kiss me before you go."
"it is good."
At this moment, Yan Wugui spoke easily.
What is commonplace, what is taken for granted... After Jiang Mian also started to retreat, he was the one who wished to guard the door day and night.
Of course, that's an afterthought.
Now it's only a short two days without seeing each other, Jiang Mian is having a very happy time for the time being.
Because the disciples of the Demon Palace were well informed, they all knew that His Majesty had received a furnace for an unprecedented time.Seeing Jiang Mian's chubby little cloud, everyone would take a detour and slip away in an instant, and no one who didn't have a good eye would dare to provoke him.
Jiang Mian lay on the little cloud every night to absorb the moonlight, obediently listened to Yan Wugui's words, and suppressed his spiritual power to the limit of the Qi refining period. When he woke up during the day and had nothing to do, he happily talked to Xu The fat man learns to cook.
Fatty Xu's favorite Sixi balls, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fragrant and juicy, fascinated Jiang Mian.
Moreover, Fatty Xu was indeed a bold one, and he even asked Jiang Mian if he wanted to go hunting in the back mountain with him.
Roasting and eating the plump spirit beast that he personally shot down on the spot is a must-do in the world.
Jiang Mian's eyes lit up, and she agreed directly.
He did what he said, and entered the back mountain with Fatty Xu.
The two of them have three levels of Qi refining, and the other is about to build a foundation, so they can only fight the lowest level of spirit beasts. Fortunately, the Demon Palace only needs to pay enough spirit stones to enter the corresponding level of mountain experience.
The inner disciple uniform that Yan Wugui gave him was very useful, no matter how low his cultivation level was, it could show that there was someone behind Jiang Mian, and with the high-level spirit stone in his hand that was almost impossible to find, it was unimpeded.
But as soon as they were teleported in, they met a disciple of the Golden Core stage.
The man seemed to be a blood cultivator, and he dug a large pool on the mountainside, which was filled with animal blood.And he was squatting on the edge of the pool, seemingly meditating on something.
There is a world of difference between the strength of Qi refining and the golden core stage. Fatty Xu wanted to avoid it, but Jiang Mian leaned over and asked curiously: "Brother, don't you have to use human blood to cultivate to be effective? Why? You took so much animal blood?"
Hearing this, the pale-faced Xuexiu turned his head, looked at Jiang Mian coldly, and said with disdain, "What do you know, what's the matter?"
Jiang Mian looked very silly and sweet: "The two of us came to the back mountain to hunt and make some food. We may also need to drain the blood of the beast. If the brother still needs it, we can give it to you, otherwise it will be wasted. ?"
"For food?" Xuexiu raised his eyebrows slightly, but when he thought that the two rookies in front of him might still need to eat Bigu Pill, he understood a little, "Okay, it just saves me a lot of work."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuexiu saw Jiang Mian took out a lot of high-level spells from the storage bag.
They are all fire attributes, and their attack power is extremely powerful.
Jiang Mian didn't even take a few steps, and threw the talisman in a mess...In an instant, the corpses of various spirit beasts were piled up all over the mountain, and there was a wild boar that seemed to be in the late stage of Golden Core.
Xuexiu was shocked when he saw it, and he was even more thankful that he had no intention of hurting Jiang Mian before, and asked tentatively, "Who are you to that old man in Chi Leifeng?"
"Huh? I'm Your Majesty's cauldron." Jiang Mian looked innocent.
Blood repair: "...!"
His already pale face seemed to be getting paler, his muscles were extremely tense, and he stopped talking to Jiang Mian, but took all the blood of the spirit beast with his head, and then took all the spirits that Jiang Mian had beaten down. Beast, all in one large ownerless storage bag.
Immediately, he threw the storage bag to Jiang Mian, and then flew into the sky at the fastest speed, disappearing without a trace.
Jiang Mian blankly held the storage bag, and looked at Fatty Xu: "Hey, can your lord's name be able to bluff people to such an extent?"
He just wanted to do an experiment, but instead let a blood cultivator at the golden core stage help him do hard work for nothing...
"Haha, ahaha, I don't know!"
Fatty Xu hurriedly pretended to be stupid, and quickly collected a pile of firewood with his hands and feet, so that Jiang Mian's attention could be shifted to the barbecue.
Maybe it was the blood cultivator who sent the letter, and there was no monk around them all day long.
Jiang Mian was also happy and at ease, his stomach was full after eating, and there was a lot of food reserves in the storage bag, even if he was suddenly thrown into the wilderness, he would not die of hunger.
But the consequence of eating so much spirit beast meat was that he was getting closer and closer to the foundation building period, and almost accidentally broke through while sleeping... Fortunately, he was awakened by a thunder in the early morning.
The once-in-a-hundred-year-old top-grade foundation-building pill in Chilei Peak finally succeeded in crossing the catastrophe, and even attracted heaven-sent rain.
And Yan Wugui just happened to end up in meditation.
He saw Jiang Mian's current state at a glance, and flicked the little ancestor's forehead helplessly.
"impatient."
"Master, why are you bullying people as soon as you leave the customs?" Jiang Mian rubbed her head and threatened, "I will cry next time!"
Yan Wugui froze, he simply shut his mouth and carried him directly to Chilei Peak, letting Jiang Mian show his face outside.
To their surprise, the demon cultivators of Chilei Peak liked Jiang Mian very much. If Yan Wugui hadn't been there, they would have liked to welcome him warmly.
Although Jiang Mian indirectly caused confusion to them before, but because he successfully found a handyman disciple who can cook, Yan Wugui gave Chi Leifeng a Ruyi alchemy cauldron... For Danxiu, it was a grab. The ultimate magic weapon that doesn't come!
Therefore, this group of people who are crazy about alchemy, their favorability for Jiang Mian soared to the peak in an instant.
Not only the top-quality foundation-building pills, but Jiang Mian inexplicably accepted a lot of pills for peace of mind and peace of mind, as well as home-preserved spirit-returning pills, light-skin pills, and even the rare soul-eating pills... Full.
On the way back, Yan Wugui looked at Jiang Mian's surprised face, and couldn't help but said, "I can make alchemy, and the quality is much better than these messy ones."
Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows and deliberately asked, "Then why don't you practice for me?"
"...Because the medicine is too strong, with your current state, if you take it, you may explode and die."
Yan Wugui's arrogance that had just risen fell back again.
He had no choice but to clean up the area with a froze face, urging Jiang Mian to eat the Foundation Establishment Pill, and was about to calmly protect him... This ancestor actually jumped over the foundation establishment barrier in the blink of an eye, and directly broke through to the second floor of the Foundation Establishment.
Even Tianlei didn't even react, and after a few seconds of silence, a purple thunder came out blankly and hit Jiang Mian.
Jiang Mian couldn't help laughing, enjoying the multiplied spiritual power in her dantian, and casually added several layers of protective spells to herself.
If it wasn't for Yan Wugui who was by his side, Jiang Mian didn't even need to defend himself.
After all, before ascension, the biggest function of Tianlei is to temper the flesh/body... Jiang Mian is really not afraid of this.
The Tianlei in the foundation building period was fairly mild, and Yan Wugui felt relieved to let him spend it alone.And Jiang Mian was just like what he had guessed, even after being struck by lightning, his whole body was still white and tender, not even a single strand of hair was messed up.
He sighed, forcefully ignored the abnormality on Jiang Mian's body, and asked, "How do you feel?"
Jiang Mian's eyes lit up: "Master, can I fly with the help of magic weapon!"
"Well, I have what you want," Yan Wugui said, taking out a storage ring and putting it on Jiang Mian's hand, "Choose it yourself."
This time Yan Wugui was not boasting, this storage ring was full of flying instruments that he didn't need before, and even dozens of well-forged swords.
Although Yan Wugui didn't like Jianxiu, he would not stop Jiang Mian from making any choices.
After all, exercises and spiritual roots are just the starting point, and no one else can interfere with the journey of cultivation.
Yan Wugui can help Jiang Mian avoid too many detours and let him live a relaxed life before the stage of transformation, but he is not qualified to dictate the path he should take in the future.
Next, how Jiang Mian wants to continue and what path he wants to choose must follow his heart, and it has nothing to do with Yan Wugui.
That's right, in fact, Yan Wugui was trying to persuade himself, even if Jiang Mian really became a sword cultivator... But when he finally convinced himself, he suddenly found that Jiang Mian had stood still for a long time.
"... Mianmian?"
Jiang Mian lightly stroked the white jade ring in his hand, and when he heard Yan Wugui's voice, he raised his head and asked softly, "Master, have you ever given away a magic storage artifact like this shape to others before?"
Yan Wugui was a little puzzled, and after recalling for a moment, he honestly replied: "No."
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Mian flew into his arms.
"kiss Me!"
Yan Wugui supported Jiang Mian's leg to hug him tightly, and kissed the corner of his lips blankly.
"I still want to kiss!"