The whole world of comprehension is chasing after me [Transmigration Book]

The blood bone wine tasted very good, but it was regarded as a kind of panacea after all. It contained profound spiritual energy, and it was not something Shen Lianyu, a beginner Qi training monk, could adapt to.

But he was greedy, and seeing Master Han Zhi didn't stop him, he just dumped half a gourd down.

You know, when the monks of Tianhengzong used blood bone wine to assist their cultivation, they only dared to drink a small cup for three days.

The power of the blood bone wine gradually became apparent after he fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Lianyu was tormented by the scorching spiritual power and rolled on the bed. At this moment, he seemed to be soaked in an overheated hot spring, and the steaming mist made him unconscious.

He was haunted by nightmares.

Shen Lianyu dreamed of the memory of the original owner being sent to the western desert.

After falling into the hands of the demon king Mingshu, the cruel reality really took off its disguise in front of his eyes.

In the dream, he was no longer as detached as looking at memories, he seemed to be the original owner himself, feeling every fluctuation of his emotions.

The original owner at that time could no longer be called a boy.

Young people in their 20s are at their most beautiful, like Utan in full bloom at midnight, but those eyes still retain the innocence of young people, bright and pure, without any haze.

There is no appearance of a half-divided monk.

On the flying boat flying to the western desert, the young man propped his arms on the edge of the boat, his eyes filled with the blooming spring, like a fairy walking out of the painting who does not eat fireworks.

Xu Chengzhi stood behind him with his arms folded, admiring the scene in front of him. The people in front of him couldn't help but feel some regret in his eyes.

——Yu'er...it won't belong to him anymore.

The young man didn't know anything about his emotions. He raised his face, bathed in the spring, and shouted to Xu Shengzhi happily: "Master, let's travel frequently in the future! I have been staying in the sect for the past ten years. tired!"

After he finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue, fearing that the master would be sad, he hurriedly explained: "The sect is very good, and so is the master! It's just... just that I want to see other corners of this world occasionally."

He turned around and looked at the gentle and jade-like man timidly, his expression was full of admiration, "Is Master not angry?"

"Of course not." Xu Shengzhi walked beside him with a gentle smile, and looked at the young man's profile full of nostalgia.

——The youth's slender eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings due to nervousness, and looked very fragile. It seemed that the innocence of human children could easily destroy this fragility without a storm.

He rubbed the young man's head, and said rather meaningfully: "From now on...you don't have to stay in the sect anymore."

Even as innocent as a young man, he also sensed a trace of uneasiness from his strange rhetoric. The movement that was dawdling in his palm stopped, tilted his head, and asked him coquettishly: "Is what Lian Yu said just now provoked the teacher?" Are you not happy?"

Xu Chengzhi quickly hid the cruelty that was accidentally revealed, and smiled lovingly. He pulled the young man into his arms, and stroked his long silk-like hair soothingly with his fingers, and comforted him softly: "Master!" How could you be willing to be angry with Yu'er? Master just wants... to satisfy Yu'er's wish."

He patted the young man on the back with complicated emotions in his eyes.

The young man is the delicate flower he raised carefully, soft and caring, with a simple mind, and his furnace physique also helped him overcome the most difficult hurdle in the double cultivation...

But he has already broken through to the Dao Composite Realm. After that, the young man's physique can no longer be of great help to his cultivation, and the thing in Mingshu's hand is really what he has been longing for for a long time...

I really have to regret giving up.

He looked down at the hair twirling on the top of the young man's head, and sighed silently.

Such a stunner... It's a pity that Mingshu, an inhuman fellow, is going to be cheap.

He subconsciously squeezed the young man's shoulders and neck, and the young man was itchy from his pinch, and he slipped into his arms with a smile, "I believe in Master! Yu'er likes Master the most!"

The young man's words were so simple as to be ridiculous, but his heart... was sincere.

But sincerity is the most worthless thing, and it can't impress Xu Shengzhi at all. Even though he was a little soft-hearted at the moment, he turned around and sent the boy to the Mingshu Demon King without hesitation.

Mingshu Demon King is a great demon with the blood of a white tiger. Although he can transform into a human form after cultivation, he is not human after all, and he never thought of creating a false dream to deceive Shen Lianyu.

After Xu Chengzhi took the things from Mingshu Demon King, he smiled and said that he would leave for a while, and Shen Lianyu complied meekly.

But he never came back.

At first, the young man was still waiting blankly, and Mingshu was also happy to watch the fun.

As time passed, no matter how dull he was, the young man gradually realized that something was wrong, and there was a touch of panic in his expression.

Mingshu, who had seen enough excitement, laughed and tore apart his dream: "Don't wait! Your master won't come back, that human... has already sold you to me."

The young man flinched, under the deterrence of his demonic aura, it was very difficult to even move.

Mingshu Demon King is a monster after all, even in human form, he is not human-like, with a wild ferocity in his whole body, the young man has just reached his chest when he stood up straight.

But even so, the young man still raised his head and retorted neither humble nor overbearing: "No, I believe Master, he is not that kind of person, he, he must have encountered some trouble!"

The young man frowned and bit his lower lip lightly, and said angrily, "Don't speak ill of my master."

The demon king Mingshu always likes to speak with his fists, and he has no interest in explaining to him, so he just gave a disdainful chuckle and licked his lips: "You will believe it in two days...you are really a little bit crazy about your physique... I don't know, Xu Shengzhi is a formidable man, he has hidden you so well for so many years."

As he spoke, he grabbed the young man's waist.

He had great strength in his hands, and the young man couldn't help but let out a cry of pain and struggled, but compared with the demon king Mingshu who was on the verge of joining the Dao, his resistance was almost like tickling.

Mingshu stroked the long hair scattered on the side of his neck, and rubbed his rough thumb on the fair skin.

How have young people been treated so roughly since they were young?Just rubbing like this, a patch of red appeared on the milky white skin.

Monster beasts have always been known for their physical strength, and this is the first time Mingshu has seen such a delicate human being.

He clicked his tongue: "Squeamish!"

He locked the young man in his arms, ignored his scolding and beating, and suddenly lowered his head and bit the skin on the side of the young man's neck. His canine teeth pierced the skin, and the sweet smell of blood spread.

He sucked.

The power seemed to flow away with the blood, Shen Lianyu's fist that hit Mingshu Demon King gradually lost strength, and his eyes became blurred.

Grievance, fear, fear, hatred and various emotions were brewing in his heart, and what was pressed deepest was a sentence that he couldn't believe but had to believe

Your master... sold you to me.

why?

Why is this happening?

Shen Lianyu wanted to cry, but he didn't want to shed tears in front of this big man, he would only get more ridicule.

But he still hoped that Xu Shengzhi could appear in front of him.

Either save him from leaving, or... let him ask "why".

But Xu Shengzhi still didn't show up in the end.

Before he fell into a coma, the last image in his eyes was a bright moon like a jade plate in the dark night. The cold moonlight shone down as usual, compassionate but ruthless, absolutely not changed by personal sorrows and joys.

Shen Lianyu realized very clearly that he had lost his home.

He lost his home for the second time...

Shen Lianyu was overwhelmed by despair. He kept struggling to wake up from this immersive dream, but it was like being pressed by a ghost, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

In the darkness, those negative emotions crawled towards Shen Lianyu like vines, and he almost couldn't tell whether he was the abandoned youth or the modern man who had traveled through the book.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and he shivered for a while, but his body's high fever and anxiety eased a lot...

He is Shen Lianyu.

He is a modern person who grew up in a peaceful age. He wants to go back, and he still has things to do. He must not just admit defeat like this!

Shen Lianyu racked his brains to think, and soon thought of the words that Master Hanzhi said before drinking—this is blood bone wine. In addition to its extremely delicious taste, it is also a top-grade elixir to help Qi training monks fill their flesh and blood.

Since it is an elixir to assist cultivation, maybe... he can try to start cultivation?

Thinking of this, Shen Lianyu no longer hesitated, calmed down, thought about the operation route of the exercises in his mind, and concentrated on entering meditation.

After a while, he felt that the invisible confinement that made him unable to even open his eyes loosened a lot. With the restraint force fading, he could finally control his body.

Shen Lianyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him was a handsome face that was as perfect and desolate as the incarnation of the moon god, and the black eyes were blurred with silvery white edges, reflecting the moonlight.

Seeing that Shen Lianyu woke up, there was no change on his face, his eyes were as calm as ever, and he asked coldly, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Shen Lianyu looked at Master Han Zhi in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Since he had just called Xu Sheng's master in his dream for a long time, he felt a little physiologically disgusted with this title, so Shen Lianyu called out vaguely: "...how did you come--"

The sound stopped abruptly.

He scanned around subconsciously, only to notice how strange the scene in front of him was.

His clothes were unbuttoned at some point, and his arms were opened. Master Han Zhi's hand just pressed on his lower abdomen. That hand was very beautiful, with fingers like green onions. When it fell on Shen Lianyu's fair skin, it was unexpectedly One shade whiter than him.

... No wonder his face was so close!This posture can only be a ghost if you can go far!

What is this for?What is this for? !

Shen Lianyu's heart was broken. Could it be that Master Han Zhi, a ruthless Taoist monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also fell?Is the charm of double cultivation with the furnace and cauldron so great?