I was tricked by the yandere villain Master all the way to my ascension

Due to the dazzling aura of the fairy spirit, everyone could not clearly see the faces of Jiang Lijiu and Shen Yujin, but unexpectedly their identities were guessed.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience.

Then they all bowed and said, "Greetings to Master Jiang and Mr. Shen."

In the world of cultivation, Jiang Lijiu is Jun Heng's biological daughter. Before leaving the Immortal Sect, she served as the head of the Wuji Immortal Palace and became a respected figure.

As for Shen Yujin, he only had the identity of the leader of Wuyou Peak from beginning to end.

but!

In the three realms of humans, demons and demons, who dares to offend him?

Therefore, the most rumored title is "Mr. Shen".

"Fellow daoists, you don't need to be too polite."

Jiang Lijiu stood up and nodded slightly to the monks.

Immediately he took Shen Yujin's hand, summoned his natal divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword, and flew towards the Wuji Immortal Palace with the sword under the watchful eyes of the monks.

This day is a double blessing.

After attending the wedding banquet for Shen Yuehan to reach the top of the Sword Master, Jiang Lijiu returned to Wuyou Peak with Shen Mian's reluctant eyes.

The pear blossoms were sleeping under the moon, a breeze blew, and the petals on the stone steps were like snow.

After so many years, she came back to this place, and her mood was different. She turned around and looked at the man beside her with a handsome face, "Master, my disciple suddenly understood something."

"what?"

Shen Yujin converged her gaze and lowered her eyes.

Jiang Lijiu's pair of slender red phoenix eyes were slightly curved, "Probably, he knows what it means to feel like he's been away from another life."

"When I came back from rebirth, my disciple wanted to get close to you. He also wanted to understand one thing: why you were so pleased with me for no reason that you were willing to die for me."

"What virtues and talents can I have to win the favor of the young master of your family?"

"At that time, I always felt that I owed you a lot. I wanted to repay you and protect you so that you would never be hurt again and be able to survive intact under the hands of Su Luoluo and Yuan Zhen."

"Actually, at the end of the day, I still harbor hatred as deep as the ocean."

She held Shen Yu's slender fingers and looked at the bright moon in the clouds in the sky, "Now, my disciple understands that sentence. Only when we owe each other can we get together."

Shen Yujin's eyes, as still as a deep pool, showed a trace of ripples, "Fool, you don't owe me anything."

"What's more, whether it was in ancient times, whether we were in the upper world, or whether we were living together in Guiyuan Continent ten thousand years ago, I have always wanted to be close to you as my master."

"What can you do wrong?"

Hearing this, Jiang Lijiu raised a slight smile on his lips, "Master, you are the fool, the biggest fool in the three realms."

She quickly took a step forward, wrapped her long slender arms tightly around Shen Yujin's slender jade-like neck, and leaned into his ear to say every word, "However, as our ancestors have said, stupid people are lucky, and the master has his disciples. I will decide in the future." You will be as blessed as the East Sea."

Shen Yujin lowered his head and placed a kiss on her eyebrows.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Xiao Jiu'er is already in the Mahayana stage, how come he is still drunk after a few glasses of wine? He talks drunkenly."

"Disciple is not drunk."

Jiang Lijiu retorted, and Shen Yujin picked him up and said, "Well, I'm not drunk. I'm drunk because of my teacher."

"My disciple helped me drink the wine I gave to my master, how could I get drunk?"

"Wine does not intoxicate you, but the only one who can become a teacher is a beautiful woman."

"beauty?"

When she heard this, she became very jealous.

So the hand around someone's neck tightened suddenly, "There are indeed many young and beautiful girls at the wedding banquet today. I wonder who the beauty Master is talking about?"

"Yes……"

Shen Yujin felt the huge strength on her neck and smiled even more heartily.

He straightened his long legs and walked towards the top of the mountain, stepping on the fallen flowers. "Of course the only beauty in my eyes is Xiao Jiu'er."

"Really?" Jiang Lijiu's drunken eyes were hazy, full of doubts.

"Ah."

But Shen Yujin nodded with sincerity in his eyes.

The mellow and magnetic voice in my ears was as light as a whisper, "No matter when, my teacher's love for Xiao Jiu'er can be learned from heaven and earth."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Li's spiritual power flashed around his body.

The next moment, the two of them were at the top of Wuyou Peak, and what they saw was the plaque written by Shen Yujin himself after losing his memory.

From Siyu Palace to Jiuxiao Palace, too many things happened.

Fortunately, it's all in the past.

Jiang Lijiu grabbed Shen Yujin's wrist and dragged him into the hall.

All the furnishings in the dormitory were as before and were kept spotless. Shen Yujin was pushed onto the rosewood bed and saw the girl approaching.

He smiled, "Xiao Jiu'er, even if you want to practice dual cultivation, you have to return to the Sumeru realm."

"Otherwise, if my master accidentally forgets to cover his aura, I will leave you alone and ascend on the same spot."

The words are full of ridicule.

Jiang Lijiu met his shining, loving eyes and clearly caught a hint of expectation.

There was a cunning look in her eyes, and she lay obediently on the man's straight shoulders, put her arms around his thin waist, and lightly closed her eyes to pretend to sleep, "Disciple, I'm sleepy."

"Well, go to bed then."

Shen Yujin raised his hand and pulled the brocade quilt on the inside of the bed to cover the two of them. He hugged the person in his arms tightly and fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.

Jiang Lijiu opened his eyes. How could he still be a little drunk?

She raised her head and stared at the man's increasingly pale face for a moment, and the coldness in her eyes became darker.

I don’t know what the Immortal Emperor did to Prince Changqin’s Life Pearl last time. People who were originally weak are now even more easily exhausted.

But he was afraid that he would worry, so he always pretended to be fine.

"Master, you will be fine." She gently traced the man's handsome eyebrows with her long fingers, her fingertips moving inch by inch on Wei Liang's face, her tone was firm.

The next day, Shen Yujin just woke up and found that he was already in the Sumeru space inside the jasper finger.

Lotus pond, white jade platform.

The girl sat upright, wearing a long skirt of Lingshuang Aoxue trailing among the flowers, like a goddess coming to the world.

Over the years, Jiang Lijiu had worked hard to ascend to the upper world as soon as possible. He saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but he could not stop it and could only be by his side all the time.

Right now, she has to work hard to absorb spiritual power to improve her Mahayana spiritual patterns.

When the twelve spirit patterns are generated, they will leave Guiyuan Continent together and return to the Xuanling Heaven to seek revenge on Yue Wujin.

However, his mutilated body will definitely be torn into powder when he returns to the heaven through the barrier of heaven, and then his soul will be forcibly brought back by the power within the Demonic Seal Formation.

Still can't help her at all!

Shen Yujin's black long eyelashes drooped down, hiding the self-mockery in her eyes.

After a while, he took out his long organ, and his fingers with clear joints slowly traced the silver strings, and the melodious and melodious sounds of the piano penetrated into Jiang Lijiu's ears.

She felt the spiritual energy around her coming straight towards her, so rich that it was as if she was in a sea of ​​condensed spiritual energy.

Time seemed to stand still.

It seems like a long time has passed in the blink of an eye.

The fine rain-like ice spiritual power seeps into the meridians from the skin, swims in the blood, and fills the Dantian bit by bit.

one.

Another one.

The spiritual patterns grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, Track No. 12 has been generated.

Mahayana period, complete!

Jiang Lijiu withdrew his consciousness and opened his eyes.

What caught the eye was the distant flowers falling like rain, and a man under the tree half-bent on the guqin, sound asleep.

She hurriedly flew forward and took him into her arms, "Master?"