After I woke up, I became a sick and weak beauty

At this time, Junqing knew that he had entered the secret realm.

He flipped his palm, and a magic weapon immediately appeared in the sky above his palm. The core of the magic weapon was a ball emitting a faint light, and there were two halos floating around the ball, which were constantly rotating.

The Yaozhi on his back made a little movement and started to tremble, Jun Qing shrank his neck from being tickled.

The aura content in this secret realm was several times higher than that in the outside world, and the thing on his back also became restless in such an environment.

Junqing took out the Yiling Pill and took it. This pill can inhibit the activity of the plants on his back, but it is impossible to confirm how long he can last in this secret realm.

The environment in the secret realm is somewhat different from the outside world. The place where Junqing is at this time seems to be on the top of a towering mountain. Unlike the mountain outside that fell from a high altitude into the sea for no reason, this mountain is covered with white snow. There are also blue translucent plants growing in the crevices of the rocks.

After thinking for a while, Jun Qing suddenly stretched out his hand, and he caught a person falling from the sky with his spiritual power.

Meng Hansheng's face was pale, and it took him a long time before he blinked as if he was recovering.

Junqing put him on the ground, but suddenly frowned: "There is something below."

"What?" Meng Hansheng lowered his head, but only saw the snow-covered rocks.

Jun Qing said: "We want to leave here - don't use spiritual power." When he just caught Meng Hansheng, he felt that his spiritual power seemed to be grabbed by something faintly in the air.

Meng Hansheng had no objection, and followed Junqing obediently.

This snow-capped mountain seemed to be the link connecting the secret realm to the outside, and monks kept falling from the sky. Jun Qing observed and confirmed that they all appeared here out of thin air, and he didn't see any "doors" opened.

An idea came into his mind, but he didn't have time to confirm it.

As more and more monks came in, Jun Qing's complexion became a little unhappy. He grabbed Meng Hansheng's wrist and sent him a voice transmission: "Get ready."

Meng Hansheng immediately understood Junqing's meaning. Earlier, Junqing told him not to use spiritual power, and these new monks would certainly not know the strangeness here.

Some of those monks maintained a calm face after entering the secret realm, but more people felt ecstasy in their hearts.

The aura in this secret realm is so abundant, it means that there must be countless treasures of heaven and earth! !

Then that rumor... is very likely to be true!

Since a few days ago, there has been a rumor circulating among the monks, that is, the inheritance of the immortal is hidden in the secret realm of the immortal, and the person who gets it will be the next leader of Taoism.

Regardless of the demon cultivators or Taoist cultivators who came here, they all have their own thoughts in their hearts.

Moxiu has been sitting for many years, so naturally he is unwilling to let Daoxiu rise again, and why doesn't Daoxiu want to seize this opportunity to regain his strength?

Someone has already put on a posture, as if to attack others.

There are also people who were caught off guard and entered the secret realm, subconsciously using spiritual power to stabilize their figure.

Junqing's pupils shrank slightly, and with the strength under his feet, he shrunk to an inch, and took only one step-then he was thousands of miles away.

Meng Hansheng only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then he stood in the air with Junqing.

He rubbed his eyes, wondering if his eyes were dazzled, the snow mountain... seemed to have changed color?

That was not his illusion, and the snow-capped mountains that were originally covered with white snow and grown with ice-blue plants began to faintly glow red.

There are still monks entering here continuously on the mountain. Meng Hansheng saw that there seemed to be a vortex looming.

Mountain, alive.

Junqing didn't look any further, and dragged Meng Hansheng down from the clouds, finding a place to stay.

After a long time, Meng Hansheng said, "What is that?"

Junqing was silent for a moment, and said, "Have you heard of Zhishan?"

"Winter is covered with white snow, and summer turns from snow to red?" Meng Hansheng has read a lot of books, so he naturally dabbled in this.

But he really didn't expect that the long-extinct Zhishan would appear here.

The ancient biographies are incomplete, and only describe a few characteristics of Zhishan, but they do not tell people that in the long past, Zhishan was regarded as an ominous and ominous omen.

The sleeping Zhishan is covered with "white snow", which looks very beautiful, but the white snow is a substance secreted from Zhishan's body, and those ice-blue flowers and plants are actually Zhishan's eyes.

Although the aura in this secret realm is abundant, the aura here has a characteristic, that is, there is no fluctuation, like a pool of stagnant water.

If the cultivator used his spiritual power rashly here, it would stir up the surrounding spiritual energy and awaken Zhishan.

After waking up, the "snow" on Zhishan's body will instantly turn into a sticky liquid, trapping its prey on its body, and then eating slowly.

It sounds scary, but Zhishan has a big weakness, that is, it is not good at moving.

Junqing remembered that he had seen Zhishan when he was a child. If there were bored children, he would stand in front of Zhishan and watch it slowly move forward to hunt.

The Zhishan Mountain in the world of self-cultivation outside has disappeared, but I didn't expect that there is another one here, but this Zhishan Mountain seems to have other strange things, and I chose to stay away for the sake of insurance.

He suddenly raised his head and saw a fluffy bird stumbling towards here. Meng Hansheng subconsciously wanted to make a move because of Na Zhishan, but Junqing raised his hand to catch the bird.

The little bird stood on Junqing's finger and "chirped" twice, and suddenly it turned into a ray of light and merged into Junqing's palm.

"My lord!?" Meng Hansheng was in doubt.

"It's okay." Jun Qing glanced at his palm, and suddenly laughed.

Meng Hansheng was fascinated by his smile for a moment, then came back to his senses.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that at this moment, Junqing suddenly had the chance to win.

Far away from Zhishan, Junqing noticed that the color of the surrounding land had changed slightly.

The original blue and white tone is gradually warming up, and some spiritual plants and spiritual creatures can be seen appearing.

This also confirmed Junqing's conjecture that there must be other weird things hidden on that Zhishan Mountain, so there was no grass growing around it.

Meng Hansheng originally thought that Junqing had entered the secret realm and would search for the natural treasures here, or explore the secrets in the secret realm.

But Junqing was very calm, and even revealed a bit of leisure in his state.

Meng Hansheng couldn't help but ask Jingling: Is this what the immortal was like before?

Jing Ling was at a loss: Huh?Probably, he was either sleeping or in a daze all day long.

Meng Hansheng was speechless, thinking that after the death of his good friend, he seemed to have become...a little silly.

Ordinary people enter the secret realm, either looking for opportunities or searching for treasures, but when they arrive at the Immortal Venerable, it is like an outing. Maybe this is the difference between the Immortal Venerable and ordinary monks?

Meng Hansheng thought so, but at night in the secret realm, he saw Junqing take out a tent from the storage ring and give it to him.

Meng Hansheng looked bewildered.

Junqing looked at him suspiciously: "Go and set up a tent."

Meng Hansheng: ...

Then he was sent to light a fire to hunt, skinned and roasted meat.

Meng Hansheng suddenly found out the truth, and the Immortal Venerable brought him a weak chicken who couldn't fight or resist to the secret realm, maybe it was for him to fight.

No wonder he was said to be a servant, but he was really a servant in the literal sense.

If other Nascent Soul cultivators were treated like this, they would definitely think that Junqing was deliberately humiliating Shamo to warn him not to have two minds, but Meng Hansheng was very Buddhist, and he was even happy to do so-it is better to cook than to be thrown to explore It's better to use the road or grab the spiritual material from the mouth of the strange beast.

They stayed in the secret realm for less than half a month, and if Junqing hadn't snatched several precious treasures of heaven and earth on the way, Meng Hansheng would really have the illusion that they were out for an outing.

Until one day on the road, they encountered a group of demon cultivators.

Meng Hansheng didn't pay much attention at the beginning. In order to avoid conflicts with other people along the way, they usually wear formations that can hide their body shape and breath. After seeing Jun Qing's attainments in formations, Meng Hansheng was even more convinced by him. .

However, when passing by this group of demon cultivators, Jun Qing suddenly stopped.

Because of his action, Meng Hansheng began to pay attention to the group of demon cultivators. This secret realm has a huge space, it is like a strange world, and the resources are also extremely rich, except for some naive monks who came in on the first day If you have to compete with others for life and death, smart people choose to explore independently or form alliances.

Unless there is really an immortal inheritance here, it is better not to offend the river on weekdays.

It's just that Xianzun himself is by Meng Hansheng's side.

Those demon cultivators were low, and the highest one was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. It seemed that they were lucky to be here. It seemed that they had just harvested well, so they all had excited smiles on their faces.

It is worth noting that the person who seems to have the most say has an iron chain in his hand, and the other end of the iron chain is connected to the neck of a person sitting on the ground.

Such a situation is not uncommon in the world of comprehension, but since Junqing stopped, it means that there must be something worthy of attention.

Meng Hansheng observed more carefully. The person locked up was a tall man. He didn't feel any spiritual energy on his body. He didn't know if it was a demon cultivator or a Taoist cultivator, and he didn't know whether his cultivation base was abolished or man-made. The method locked the spiritual power.

The group of demon cultivators obviously treated him badly, so the man's clothes were torn and stained with a lot of dirt, and many scratches could be seen on the naked/exposed skin. Her hair fell down and covered her face.

A demon cultivator flattered the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator: "We can say that we have gained a lot here these few days. After leaving this secret realm, I am afraid that the real person will break through the Nascent Soul Middle Stage within a few days!"

Nascent Soul Moxiu laughed out loud, obviously this person's compliment was very appetizing to him: "Well, fortunately, I had the foresight to buy this slave from that person."

As he spoke, he tugged the chain in his hand triumphantly, causing the man sitting on the ground to raise his head.

Meng Hansheng was taken aback when he saw that man's face, because that man's appearance was not hidden even in the realm of cultivation where there are many beauties.

Meng Hansheng felt that this person looked familiar, but Jun Qing next to him made a move.

Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator was still bragging to others that they used this slave in their hands to explore many places in the past few days. It is strange to say that the slave in their hands obviously does not have any spiritual power, but they can always escape from those dangerous places. They took advantage of this to let him get many treasures back.

Anyway, with the life contract in hand, I am not afraid that the other party will run away. If I have nothing to do, I can beat and tease him.

It's just that when this slave was asked to fetch the Zishuang Soul a few days ago, he was injured in his foot. The wound seemed to be a little inflamed if he left it alone for a few days. If this continues, he may not be able to last for a few days.

Just as he was thinking about whether to extend the slave's life for a few more days or just throw it away, Nascent Soul Moxiu suddenly found that his vision had shifted strangely.

His field of vision seemed to be reversed suddenly, and everything around him was spinning rapidly in his eyes, until he saw a sitting corpse without a head, that slow and rusty brain seemed to finally understand something .

Several heavy plops were heard, and several headless corpses fell powerlessly to the ground.

Jun Qing put away the golden silk array in his hand expressionlessly.

All this happened so quickly that Meng Hansheng had just blinked his eyes when the heads of those demon cultivators fell to the ground.

Looking at the mess on the ground, he suddenly felt a chill run down his back.

Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator originally thought that he was full of ambitions in life and was about to reach the peak, but he was killed in the next second. Those who had not yet cultivated to the Nascent Soul would die immediately, and he was lucky to have a Nascent Soul.

The body died, and the Nascent Soul left. Nascent Soul Moxiu looked at Junqing resentfully, and then wanted to run away to find a body to take away, but then he felt a hand grabbing his Nascent Soul.

With a scream, Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator really died.

Then Meng Hansheng saw Jun Qing take two steps forward, and a rare emotion appeared on his face, as if... Nervous?

Meng Hansheng suddenly became nervous, he felt that he shouldn't be here at this time, so he said decisively: "My lord, I'll catch some spirit beasts to eat tonight."

However, Jun Qing had long since stopped paying attention to others, and bit her lip lightly. Jun Qing took two steps forward, but stopped suddenly.

Because the person sitting on the ground looked at him too coldly.

Feeling a little bitter in his heart, Jun Qing lowered his eyes to avoid the other party's gaze, walked over and moved his fingers, and the chain snapped.

"Can you still stand up?" he whispered.

The man still didn't answer, he closed his eyes.

Waiting nervously on the spot for a while without getting a response, Jun Qing looked over in doubt, only to find that the other party had passed out.

Jun Qing walked forward quickly with his eyes wide open, stretched out his hand and found out that the man had a fever.

Meng Hansheng was looking around to see if there were any delicious-looking spirit beasts around, when he was suddenly called back by Junqing.

He hurried back, and then saw Jun Qing's expression was a bit cramped. The man was laid flat on the ground by him, his clothes were changed, and a cleaning technique was applied.

"He has a fever." Jun Qing said.

Meng Hansheng glanced at the man and Junqing playfully, suppressing the playfulness in his heart.

Junqing didn't know how to take care of others, so Meng Hansheng took over. He didn't remember who this man was until the heat on his body subsided.

Isn't this person Demon Venerable Yu Changqing?

Meng Hansheng suddenly felt a little cold, no matter why Yu Changqing became so downcast, if he turns around again in the future, he, who has witnessed the other party's embarrassment, may not have good fruit...

I can only hope that the immortal can cover him.

With a groan, the man in the tent woke up leisurely.

Yu Changqing's mind is still a little fuzzy, he feels that he is in a safe and warm place, and the wound on his leg feels much better and no longer hurts.

Before he could react for a while, he remembered that he seemed to see that person before he fell into a coma...and he couldn't help laughing at himself, it's really a sweet dream at what time.

After staring blankly for a while, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with his surroundings. Yu Changqing became vigilant and stood up abruptly.

Jun Qing was taken aback by his actions, and knelt down beside the bed in a daze.

Meng Hansheng felt that the scene in front of him was a bit unbearable to look at directly - so it turns out that the Immortal Venerable is a love brain?

It wasn't that he wanted to see it, but the expression on Junqing's face was too obvious, almost as jerky as a boy who was in love for the first time.

Jun Qing blinked, remained silent for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Yu Changqing said indifferently: "Not really."

Junqing: ...

How are we going to talk today.

Yu Changqing looked around to confirm where he was now, then he raised his eyes to look at Junqing, with unknown emotions surging in his eyes, and then covered them up again.

The corner of his mouth curled up, showing a mocking look, and he said: "The Immortal Venerable saved me, but unfortunately I have no cultivation base now, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the Venerable."

The barbed words made Jun Qing lower his eyes, and moved his fingers uncomfortably, while Meng Hansheng next to him felt as if he had seen a ghost.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Qing wanted to hold Yu Changqing's hand, but was avoided by the other party. He could only twist his fingers and said in a low voice, "I think there is some misunderstanding between us that needs to be explained."

"Is there anything to explain? Was it you who knocked me off the cliff back then?"

"……Yes."

"Then there's nothing to say. I'm just a piece of trash right now. If Your Majesty wants something, then go find someone else." Speaking of this, Yu Changqing lay down again, and he pulled the quilt up and refused to go. Look at Junqing.

Jun Qing was speechless, Meng Hansheng saw his expression was very bad, so he said: "Although I don't know what happened to you, Mozun, but your Majesty Mozun was weak before, and it was Xianzun who was always by your side..."

Junqing coughed, "Meng Hansheng."

Meng Hansheng shut up. He originally wanted to say that it was Jun Qing who was taking care of him all the time. Of course, the fact is that Jun Qing didn't understand these things at all and could only watch Meng Han's busy life from the side.

Obviously, Xianzun also knew what it means to have a guilty conscience, so he stopped Meng Hansheng from taking the credit that did not belong to him. After thinking about it, he dragged Meng Hansheng out.

Maybe it's time for Yu Changqing to rest for a while.

Turning around, Jun Qing didn't see behind him. Yu Changqing opened his eyes again, and his eyes fell on Meng Hansheng's wrist, which was clasped by him, with a gloomy expression.

Meng Hansheng was dragged out by Jun Qing, he was so curious, but Jun Qing didn't seem to want to talk about it.

Seeing Meng Hansheng standing there in a daze, Jun Qing said, "Go cook some porridge."

When Meng Hansheng left, Junqing let out a sigh of relief, but there was a little sadness on his face.

It turns out that it is so sad to meet the cold face of the person you like.

He just bumped into a wall once, and he felt very uncomfortable. I don't know how Yu Changqing endured until now?

It's no wonder that Yu Changqing doesn't like him now, it's all his own fault.

Jun Qing thought of the scripts he read, there were always some stories written in them, the protagonist of the story fell in love with another person, but that person didn’t love him for various reasons, and when the protagonist left with a cold heart, that person would have an epiphany.

Isn't his current situation very similar to that script?

It's just that most of the stories in the storybook are tossed, and in the end the protagonist changes his mind and lives with that person He Meimei, and he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to be kind.

After waiting for a long time without thinking, Meng Hansheng had already cooked the hunted spirit beast meat into a pot of delicious meat porridge. Jun Qing took the initiative to bring the meat porridge over, but the feedback he got was still indifferent.

It seems that at such a time, he became inarticulate, and after a long silence, Jun Qing finally said: "You should drink the porridge, and take care of your body first, I will find a way for your spiritual power."

He felt that he probably didn't want to see himself because of Changqing, so he got up and left, leaving the tent to him.

Yu Changqing looked down at the meat porridge, took a sip, and it was very delicious.

He lightly said: "I want to coax people, but I don't know that I will do it myself. It's really..."

The following words were submerged in the aroma of meat porridge.

**

Meng Hansheng felt very sad, the tent had a lot of space inside, originally it could accommodate ten people without being too crowded, but now the immortal gave up the entire tent.

Although he was curious about the relationship between the immortal and the devil, he also knew that the more he knew, the more dangerous he was.

Compared with Meng Hansheng's ease, Jun Qing was a bit tricky.

Yu Changqing was not crippled by someone's spiritual power, but was sealed by someone.

If he was outside at this moment, then Jun Qing could still use his contacts to obtain elixir and restore his spiritual power, but now he is in a secret realm.

He wanted to test Yu Changqing who did it several times, but the other party resisted and even sneered.

In fact, it is not a wise choice to stay with Yu Changqing.

Because he hates himself, even a mortal cannot underestimate the other party's hatred.

If it was Jun Qing before, he could ignore it, or he could kill the grass and roots for the sake of caution, but now he can't do it.

Sighing, Junqing also understood why her elder brother always dismissed the words of love, and always mocked that love would only interfere with people's minds, making people indecisive and unable to see the danger .

But he actually owes a lot to Changqing...

After a few days of stagnation, Junqing finally set out on the road again. Although Yu Changqing still treated him coldly, he cooperated a lot.

The injury on his leg is completely healed, and with the good elixir, no wound can be seen now, if it wasn't for the fact that he has no spiritual power around him, no one would dare to underestimate him based on his aura.

Meng Hansheng quietly glanced at Yu Changqing and said with emotion in his heart.

At this time they arrived at a water source, and Jun Qing felt faint aura fluctuations here, as if some kind of natural treasure was about to mature.

There are usually spirit beasts guarding around the spirit objects.

However, the location of the spiritual creature has not yet been discovered.

Jun Qing observed the surroundings carefully, and vaguely noticed something was wrong.

The water was so clear that not even a small fish could be seen.

His face changed, and he suddenly realized something, and said, "Get out of the water!"

However, it was too late when he exited, and the calm water surface was suddenly broken. A long black tail shot out from the bottom of the water, wrapped around Yu Changqing's waist by the water, and dragged him into the water!