After the demon king took the house, he bent [Cultivation]

When Ji Wuya woke up, his brain hurt like a needle, but he was relieved.

Because he knew that feeling like this proved that the backup measures he left behind had worked.

Damn He Lianjing!He Lianjing is the first one who has been able to force himself to be like this since his ascension to the Upper Mysterious Realm for thousands of years.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuya's expression was gloomy.

The pain in his limbs and bones has not stopped since he woke up, until the pain gradually faded away.Ji Wuya raised his hand indifferently to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead. He had expected this pain a long time ago, so it was nothing.

Ji Wuya tilted his head to look at the surrounding environment, and found that he was lying in a bedroom. There was an exquisitely embroidered screen between the bed and the table, and the surrounding vases and jade ornaments were all exquisite and eye-catching. There is still a faint aura on the objects, and some of them are engraved with patterns of concentration and peace of mind.

Can there be so many utensils containing spiritual energy in a bedroom, is it from a family of cultivation?It's just that this room seems a little too festive.

The bright red veil hanging on the bed is dazzling, and people's eyes are covered with a hazy crimson color, and the red double happiness characters are pasted on the window edge, which looks like a wedding room.

Ji Wuya took another look at the skylight shining through the window lattice, the sky was still very dark, after calculation, it should be not long after the ugly time.

He rubbed his forehead, sat up from the bed with a lot of effort, and managed to stand up after stabilizing his figure.

The self-exploding Yuan Dan tore apart the barriers of space, and the soul forcibly entered the lower fairy world, and then filled up the remnant soul in this body and sent it to reincarnation. For him who is now dragged down by this body, it is already an accident that he can stand up Happy.

The figure reflected in the mirror was very clear, his complexion was pale and bloodless, even if the person in his body was changed, he couldn't hide his sickness from the inside out.

A red thread passed through the jade from the neckline, and a white undershirt was loosely hung on the body. Long-term exposure to sunlight and congenital frailty made this body crumbling, and the slender limbs could be broken.

The appearance of this body was no longer similar to the original one, Ji Wuya curled his lips ironically.

That's okay, in this way, those who caused him to use this method must not have thought that he is not dead yet.

No one could see that he had taken the house away, and speaking of it, he had taken it away from himself.

Taking away others is a common method used by people in the demonic way, and he would naturally use it when he ascended as a demon king back then. Just for taking away others, the final catastrophe will be several times heavier than ordinary monks of the immortal way. Dazed.

3000 years ago, he ascended to the Upper Mysterious Realm. When he first entered the Void Returning Realm, he divided a small part of the weak soul and sent it to the lower realm for reincarnation. That wisp of divine soul was reincarnated in the lower fairyland for thousands of years before being merged by him in this life.

It was just a random move, but I didn't expect to save myself once now.

That ray of spirit grew up in constant reincarnation, but it was a pity that it was just an insignificant ray of spirit separated by him. Even if he reincarnated in the lower fairy world for thousands of years, each life would be weak and sick.

"Mo Changfeng, the relationship between you and this deity is settled." Looking at his face in the mirror, Ji Wuya chuckled, and coughed violently as soon as he spoke.

He didn't know what happened to his soul for thousands of years, but another half of the remnant soul was attached to his soul.

This can be considered as a solution to his confusion, the incomplete soul should be a foolish urchin, not this kind of congenital weakness caused by the incomplete soul.

It took Ji Wuya a lot of effort to separate the two, so he is the other half owner of this body, he is not so stingy and insists on crushing the remnant soul.

He even generously gave a part of pure soul power, so that at least Mo Changfeng would no longer be an idiot in his next life.

"This body is really not even a ten-thousandth comparable to the previous life." He looked down at his palm and sneered, the blue veins and blood vessels on the back of the hand were clearly visible against the white complexion.

The face of the person in the mirror was slightly sickly red because of the violent cough just now.

How can one body afford two remnants of souls, one of which is the soul of a cultivator in the Void Realm? It's nothing to be born sick and weak.

"It can be regarded as a good deed." He raised his hand to grab the jade pendant around his neck, and tore it off with all his strength.

"This jade has a heart, but it's a pity that it's almost useless."

Mo Changfeng's body would die of exhaustion within two days at the most. The soul that was bonded together was too weak to exist in this world, but now he can live longer.

Randomly throwing the crescent-shaped jade pendant on the table, Ji Wuya closed his eyes and flipped through the book as if he had read Mo Changfeng's life.

His soul is powerful, but he completed this matter in a flash.

His enemy is in the Upper Mysterious Realm, taking revenge in his current situation is impossible, there is no rush for this matter.

The former Daoist Fallen Demon has overcome all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and forbearance for a while is nothing, he will return to the Upper Mysterious Realm sooner or later.

The most important thing right now is to take care of this body first, and to solve the tricky situation in front of him, Ji Wuya thought calmly.

Fusion of spirit and soul is a risky thing. Before the fusion, Ji Wuya imagined several possibilities, but none of them was possible. It was just that he was faced with marrying a wife and worshiping in the bridal chamber as soon as he fused with spirit and soul.

The name of this body is Mo Changfeng, the eldest son of the Mo family in Qingfeng City, who has been betrothed to the Chu family since childhood.

The rapid deterioration of the physical condition a month ago caused the wedding date, which was supposed to be half a year later, to be brought forward...today.

No wonder when he woke up he found the room was so festively decorated, Ji Wuya looked at the red wedding dress hanging on the hanger next to him.

Mo Changfeng once refused on the grounds that he was in dilapidated health, but Miss Chu's family was so infatuated with him that she insisted on marrying him even if she would become a widow in the future.

This made Ji Wuya, who was not favored by female cultivators in the Upper Mysterious Realm, and who had lived for 5000 years without a caring person by his side, feel complicated. This reincarnation of the soul is good luck.

"Luck is better than me..." Before Ji Wuya finished speaking, he felt a pain in his heart that made him unable to support his body, and he fell backwards like a portrait.

His body hit the screen behind him, and the screen fell to the ground with objects falling on the floor, making a ping-pong-pong sound that alarmed the people outside.

Someone hurriedly opened the door and came in, hurriedly ran to his side and shouted something like "Come here, the young master has fainted".

It's just that Ji Wuya couldn't hear him at this time, his soul curled into a crystal jade bead no longer the size of a thumb in his heart, and he didn't respond to the outside world.

……

"Master, are you awake? Do you feel better?"

Ji Wuya squinted his eyes and vaguely saw a person beside him asking attentively. Under the candlelight, there were many figures, who had passed out before, but now it seemed that someone had rescued him.

He quickly understood his situation, and the familiar red veil next to him let Ji Wuya know that he was probably lying on the bed right now.

"Help me up." As soon as he spoke, it was a weak voice.

"Master, be careful." The person who helped him up was Ping An, the servant who had been serving Mo Changfeng all the time.

Ping An was arranged by Mo Changfeng's mother, and even the name was in the hope that Mo Changfeng would have a safe life.

——Poor parents all over the world.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuya used his strength to sit up.

Immediately, I felt weakness in my limbs and pain in all parts of my body. It was because I hit the corner of the table when I fell to the ground, or I was beaten when I was unconscious.

Relying on thousands of years of self-cultivation, Ji Wuya could still remain calm at this time, but the moment he sat up, he saw the candles burning on the table... and the person sitting upright by the table, wearing a phoenix crown A slim figure covered in red gauze.

"What time is it?"

"It's just three o'clock in the unitary hour."

Hearing the time, Ji Wuya's mood fluctuated for a while, when he was just ugly before he passed out, it was already three quarters you when he woke up.

There are dragon and phoenix wedding candles lit in the new house, and the flickering candlelight illuminates plates of dried fruit and other items that symbolize beauty.

"she……"

"Master, you passed out in the morning, so the master asked us to support you and your wife to worship the heaven and the earth." Ping An was a clever person, and told him everything he wanted to know as soon as he heard him.

Hearing this, Ji Wuya's face turned ashen, now it's too late to refuse the marriage, once married...

Regardless of whether it is the Lower Immortal Realm or the Upper Mysterious Realm, if one of the husband and wife is a husband and wife, they need to report to heaven and earth, telling heaven and earth that the other party is the only partner in this life, and the marriage contract of a Taoist couple.

The marriage contract is completed, and they are Taoist couples.

One glory and one glory.

If there is betrayal, the soul will die.

Thinking of the seriousness of the marriage contract, Ji Wuya felt stuck in his throat, and couldn't say the word "bastard".

Fortunately, Mo Changfeng's face was already ugly, and Ping An kept his head down when talking, so he didn't realize that his young master didn't look like he was married at the moment, but that his wife just died.

Ping An was supposed to stay and take care of him, but of course he couldn't disturb the young master's bridal chamber when the young master woke up, so he knew what he should do after thinking about it.

"Master, Ping An won't bother you talking with Madam." Ping An blessed Fushen, stepped back slowly, and whispered when passing Madam.

"Madam, if you need anything, please call at any time, there are always people waiting outside."

These words did not avoid Ji Wuya, he also heard it.

He couldn't see the bride's face under the red hijab, but he could hear the calm voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, humming softly.

As soon as Ping An left, the new house suddenly became quiet.

Ji Wuya was a little unwilling to face the reality, he just thought it was too ridiculous.

I haven't been looking for a Taoist companion for thousands of years, but now I have one.

He thought about Mo Changfeng's humble cultivation, maybe the Chu family would not agree to the marriage contract, looked down at his left wrist, gathered the weak spiritual power in his body, and swiped his right fingers together.

On the empty wrist, a red thread suddenly appeared entangled, and the red thread fell extremely long on the red wedding dress, fell to the ground and meandered towards the other person in the room.