Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

After crossing several small peaks, Qianyin headed north all the way.

The trees here are lush, and there is a faint sound of clear springs in the mountains. Because the sword body is too long, the two cannot fall directly. ground.

The footing is a piece of soft grass, scattered light blue dodders cover it, adding a bit of coolness; not far away is a pure spring, and beside the spring are several eagle-clawed sunflowers and three or two unknown famous purple flowers.

As the sun slanted, the flower plants and bluegrass were covered with a layer of golden light, covering the coldness with a layer of warmth.

Lian Ji looked at the large piece of dodder grass, his eyes were absent for a moment, and he only heard Cang Xiang Xun say: "You have followed me up the mountain for a long time, but I haven't found a chance to show you around. The scenery here is pleasant, compared to the door Zhongshan is more suitable for…”

He paused, coughed lightly, "It's more suitable for... quiet and refreshing."

In the clear spring, several whitebait remained motionless.

Lian Ji was in a trance for a long time, and when he heard the words, he curled his lips at him, and there was a lot of intrusion in the words: "Quiet mind and pure cultivation can also satisfy your appetite."

Cang Xiangxun was taken aback, "You, how do you know..."

"Huh?" Lian Ji looked at him: "What?"

Cang Xiangxun pursed his lips, with a blushed expression: "It's nothing."

Lian Ji turned his head, the corner of his lips smiled even wider.

Of course he knew.

Time is too long, and although the pure land that only exists in memory has been replaced by bloody killings, it is still indelible.It's just that after falling into the darkness for too long, the white side is gradually forgotten in a corner until someone or something wakes it up.

Lian Ji has been waiting for hundreds of years until now.

The fragments were pieced together into clean and bright pictures, and the memories in my mind gradually became clearer.

The springs spit beads, and fish swim in the water.

He looked at the clear spring, and seemed to be able to see the scene of the white-clothed boy tying up his clothes, rolling up his trouser legs, and jumping into the spring water with a plop.

Lian Ji reached out his hand into the water, and the whitebait slipped through his fingers, itching slightly, so he approached the spring, took a cup of spring water, and brought it to his lips to drink.

Cang Xiangxun followed behind him, and suddenly said in a low voice, "I have, indeed, come here to catch fish."

Lian Ji turned his head and stared at the person behind him.

This man was dressed in white with snow on his face, and his complexion was like jade, just like the boy who jumped into the spring to fish back then.

He was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he wanted to ask Cang Xiangxun, you actually remember this place.

And myself... When did I forget?

The words finally turned into a soft sigh, and he heard himself speak, with a calm tone: "Really?"

Cang Xiangxun just sat beside him like this, and using his hand instead of a ladle, he took out the spring water and brought it to his mouth. The spring water flowed across the corner of his mouth along his fingers, slowly soaking his clothes.

He drank a few sips and said: "A long time ago when I was just starting out, I was unexpectedly left nearby by my brothers in the same group during a trial. At that time, I didn't have much cultivation and my spiritual power was weak. Let's go, so I found this place."

Lian Ji didn't speak, he lowered his eyes, dipped his fingers in the water, and stirred the whitebait round and round, wondering if he was listening.

"Since then, I have come here often after practicing cultivation, drinking a few mouthfuls of spring water, and catching a few fish." Cang Xiangxun recalled: "Later, I joined Master's sect and was taken care of by Brother Qiu. I was busy practicing swords on weekdays, so I I never came here again, and gradually, this matter was left behind by me.”

Lian Ji snapped his fingers, "Then, how did you remember it?"

"I saw it," Cang Xiangxun looked back at him, "just now."

He saw this place in a vision.

Holding the spring water in his hand, Cang Xiangxun had a vague smile on his lips.

Saw flowers, saw grass, saw springs, and... saw people.

"Can you give me an answer to the question I asked you yesterday?"

Cang Xiangxun withdrew his hand, and water droplets dripped from his fingertips, causing ripples on the water surface.

"Would you like to go to the main sect with me?"

His tone was very light, but Lian Ji could clearly hear the trace of hope and hidden anxiety in the words.

At that moment, a strange emotion suddenly rose in Lian Ji's heart, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to meet Cang Xiangxun.

The spring water is clear, reflecting those firm and sincere black pupils, the familiar ones that Lian Ji has seen in the mirror many times.

At this time, there was a trace of something that he had never seen before.

It's also something he doesn't understand.

Inexplicable fear.

Lian Ji closed his eyes calmly: "What's the hurry, the third round of assessment has not yet started, you are so impetuous, it is easy to suffer."

Cang Xiangxun frowned, "I was among the best in the first two rounds of assessments. I also heard from Master about the micro-mirror. It's just a process..."

Lian Ji sighed softly when he heard the words, and interrupted him: "Ruan Yiqiu is not as simple as you think, he never does useless things, you must not take it lightly at this time, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the little chick who had been quietly buried in his sleeve just now jumped out, and if it wasn't for Lian Ji's sharp eyes and quick hands, it would have almost fallen into the spring water.

The little chicken was caught by its wings, and its two short legs kicked back and forth anxiously. "Want to go into the water?"

"Haw haw!"

Lian Ji frowned, and simply let go of it.

The little chick fell into the water, splashing everywhere.

Lian Ji pursed his lips, his body was covered with wet marks, he didn't know what happened to this little thing, it seemed like he was going crazy.

The little chicken fluttered for a while, then suddenly jumped into Cang Xiangxun's arms, and kept pecking at his cuff.

"Is it... hungry?" Cang Xiangxun held the chicken, with a somewhat hesitant tone.

As soon as the words were finished, the little chick seemed to be even more anxious, and it ran back into Lian Ji's arms, chirping non-stop.

Lian Ji was a little annoyed at the beginning, after all, this thing was too noisy; later, he found that this little thing seemed to always stare at one place, and when he looked along, he found that it was just a rock.

Why are you crazy about Luanshi?

Lian Ji watched its every move, feeling a little strange in his heart.

At this time, the little chicken suddenly screamed, jumped out of Lian Ji's arms with a kick of his legs, and ran towards the rock, and Lian Ji immediately chased after him, only to see it standing quietly beside the stone, crooked. After looking at it for a long time, the small dark eyes were full of grievances.

This look... so familiar.

Lian Ji twitched the corner of his mouth, isn't this the way the little thing looked at him when he threw it on the Siguo wall last time?

Little Chicken looked at Luanshi for a long time, and felt something was wrong after a while.

It shook its head, looked at Luanshi, then looked back at Lianji, then looked at Luanshi, made a strange breath, then came back with flapping wings, and flew up to Lianji's chest to rub.

What do you mean?

This is to admit him...wrong?

Lian Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect that the gray chicken was not only ugly, but also had a frighteningly low spiritual intelligence.

How is he like that stone?

He picked up the little chicken, and the little chicken stared at him seriously.

Just as Lian Ji wanted to sneer, he noticed that its eyes were becoming confused again.

All kinds of thoughts flashed by, and a figure of a banished fairy suddenly appeared in his mind, and a seemingly absurd but reasonable answer was ready to come out.

Ruan Yiqiu!

Lian Ji took a few steps back abruptly, and was about to turn around to look for Cang Xiangxun when his eyes suddenly went dark, and then he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it has been ups and downs, but when I woke up again, the light blue curtain and an indistinct figure first came into view.

"If you don't die like this, is it true that you have answered that sentence, and the disaster will last for thousands of years?"

Thinking of a joking voice, he rubbed his forehead, raised his eyes to look for it, and saw that figure became clearer and clearer, and he still looked like a good man in a troubled world.

Ning Feng.

"What's wrong with me?" He held his forehead, some things flashed in his mind, but he couldn't piece together a complete memory; some things seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't think of them no matter what.

Splitting headache.

"So you forgot?" Ning Feng raised his eyebrows: "Or was he beaten up by Su?"

Sue?

He frowned, then suddenly realized.

Su Qingchen.

By the way, Su Qingchen once brought people into Ling Xiaofeng to encircle and suppress him.

and after?

"Being hit by the five spirits, you are still the first person." Ning Feng approached with a light smile, "How? But there is still some discomfort?"

Five spirits guide...

That's right, he was hit by the five spirits.

Su Qingchen did not hesitate to sacrifice hundreds of monks from Lianchengmen, and used up his own cultivation to use Chongming Xiangkong to pick up the five spirits, just to keep him from reincarnation forever.

Really, I hate it to the bone.

"Where are those people?" He asked suddenly.

"They're all dead." Ning Feng's eyes flickered slightly, "Su Qingchen walked too fast, and I didn't bother to chase after him. As for the others, they all made rations for Luo You's spiritual pet."

"None survived."

He smiled, "That's really unfortunate."

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking about them? Or yourself?"

"I'm talking about those strange beasts." He lowered his eyes, "It's hard for them to swallow so much filth at once."

Ning Feng was stunned for a while, then laughed loudly: "You still have the mind to joke, it seems that you are really fine."

Arms folded and leaning against the bed, Ning Feng continued: "I have harvested a lot of good things this time, and Luo You is still counting them. If there is anything you like, just tell him directly."

"Counting?" He came back to his senses, sneered and said: "Ling Xiaofeng is my place, you count my things in my place? Do you want me to tell you? Ning Feng, do you want to be ashamed?"

"Lian Ji, Lian Ji," Ning Feng took a deep look at him, "In order to bring you back from the Temple of the King of Hades, I have abolished a hundred years of cultivation, but you are so distressed by taking some worthless things. How do you plan to repay this life?"

Lian Ji frowned, "What did you just... say?"

Ning Feng smiled: "I said I saved you from nearly a hundred years of cultivation, what? Are you guilty?"

Lian Ji's pupils shrank, and then he laughed softly: "Guilty......?"

"Compared to this, I am more concerned about how I can break through this illusion."

"Ning Feng" was taken aback when he heard the words, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "It seems that I accidentally said something wrong."

"Maybe."

"What is it?" he was curious.what is it

The scene in front of him began to become blurred, and there was a faint white mist around him.

Lian Ji reached out to touch his face.

At that time, I was not Lian Ji at all.

All the scenes disappeared, he collected himself, and saw a faint light not far away, so he walked straight towards the faint light in the distance.

The halo was getting bigger and bigger, and the space beside him was shattered little by little. Lian Ji suddenly woke up, and found himself in a strange space, surrounded by darkness.

In a twin illusion, unless both are fully awake, one will be drawn by the other and trapped in the void with him.

Lian Ji sat up, his limbs gradually recovered strength.

In retrospect, the spiritual pressure that Ruan Yiqiu felt at the venue was intentional. He had already arranged everything at that time, just waiting for these disciples to obediently take the bait.

The phantom maze at home was just a cover, and the second test actually started after everyone left.

No wonder they tried every means to emphasize that they are not allowed to be late.

Lian Ji lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, thinking that it was Ruan Yiqiu who had to play tricks in the assessment.

This kind of spiritual illusion is indeed more difficult, especially for these unsuspecting disciples, it is simply purgatory level.

Stretching out his hand to touch the dark wall, Lian Ji found a comfortable position to lean against, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Don't let me sleep too long, kiddo."

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