After reconciliation with Jianzun

In order to prevent being recognized by others, Ye Zhili used the Huanrong Pill again, and what he wore on his waist was not Liuxian, but the Yanzhu that Shengjian had given him before.

According to the female cultivator in the daytime, the lantern festival in Hongyun City will only start tomorrow, but the street is already full of people, most of them are people from the nearby Zhoucheng to join in the fun, and the rest of the monks don’t seem to have a high level of cultivation , I don’t know if it’s because the powerful group all went to the wrong route to chase and intercept Sheng Jian.

Because he was worried that something might happen to Sheng Jian alone in the inn, he moved a little faster than before, and after buying the materials for the formation, he went straight to the place where the spiritual materials were sold.

He only picks out the ones with good effects, and the prices naturally go up one after another. The guy who waits beside him smiles so hard that his eyes are crooked, probably because there is a commission.

With his financial resources, he can only look at these things, but with the storage bags in Shengjian, he can buy dozens of them in the whole store.

It's just that in the end, the spiritual material will treat the symptoms but not the root cause, so we have to go back to Xuanjian Pavilion to seek Yao Wu's treatment.

Seeing that he took the Qi and blood supplement, the clerk presented him a hollowed-out wooden box with a gold bottom as if offering a treasure: "Look at the new product we arrived, Ji Rongdan, start from the root, no matter how severe the injury, the first Keep your complexion radiant for two days."

Ye Zhili had heard about Jirong Pill, saying it was a spiritual material. This thing was more like a panacea, and the effect on the weakness caused by excessive consumption of spiritual power was indeed immediate.

However, such a strong medicinal property needs a basic spiritual foundation to support it.

He refused in harmony: "My brother is weak, Ji Rongdan may hurt his body if he uses it, by the way, please take some more from Kong Yaogen."

The buddy said "Hey", carefully packed two boxes of kongtiaogen for him, and said enviously: "The Immortal Elder is so kind to your brother, he came to pick the goods himself, as a sword cultivator, he knows so much about spiritual materials. "

Ye Zhili drooped his eyelashes, not knowing how to respond.

Sheng Jian was injured only to save him, and it was only natural that he cared about it.

Before leaving, the clerk at the counter settled the account and reported the number to him very politely.

The price is quite fair.

While asking his buddy to help him pack, he took out the spirit stone from the storage bag.

But he hadn't touched the storage bag in Shengjian for decades, and he was not used to it for a while, and accidentally brought out something when he took out the spirit stone.

He lowered his head to pick it up, and saw that it was an ordinary folding fan commonly seen in the market, the fan was half-opened because it fell to the ground.

He realized something, and slowly opened the folding fan, and on it were two rows of ink characters that looked like swimming dragons.

——If you teach that there is no hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there are white heads in the world.

Yao Wu said that not long after Sheng Jian arrived at Xuanjian Pavilion, they found a scholar on the street and bought a pair of fans after fighting off a demon's surprise attack.

The one in his hand should be the one that Sheng Jian had back then.

It turned out that Shengma had always carried it with him.

He carefully put the fan back into the storage bag.

The Mozun wants to take Huang Quan away from Xushuizhou. For such an important event, the main body will definitely appear. As long as they can solve the problem of the reincarnation of the demon and catch the Mozun, the real end of the war between immortals and demons will not be far away.

What will happen to him and Sheng after the end?

Ask yourself, he is not so resistant to Sheng Jian now, but if he likes it, there is still a long way to go.

A crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and against the backdrop of rows of lights on the street, there is a bit of vigor in it.

He calmed down and nimbly squeezed into the crowd.

Let's take a step by step.

Let's settle the business first.

As you can see, the scale of the inn ranks at the bottom of the list of Hongyun City. The corridors are paved with valuable red soft pine wood. Two well-growing wooden plants are placed in front of each guest room. The stones are also carefully carved with different patterns.

Ye Zhili didn't look much, but went straight back to his residence.

He was polite and courteous to everyone, except for Sheng Jian who was used to being overly intimate, and living together, when he entered the room, he only knocked on the door twice, and pushed the door open without waiting for a response.

According to Sheng Jian's habit, he was probably sitting at the table drinking tea at this time, but he didn't see Sheng Jian's figure when he entered the door.

Could it be that you went to talk to the shopkeeper?

He had some doubts, put his things on the table, and planned to change his clothes first.

He walked towards the screen with ease, and the movement of untying the silk sash with his hands suddenly stopped when he raised his eyes.

There was steam behind the screen, and in this mist, the person he was looking for was standing up from the tub without a trace.

Yuanheng Jianzun has both excellent physique and physique. He is a typical example of looking thin in clothes and fleshy in clothes. He has broad shoulders and a few strands of long water-soaked hair hanging on his chest. Water drops roll down his strong and firm chest, leaving Continue to slide after the next string of bright water stains...

After all, he was a former Taoist couple who had been in close contact. Ye Zhili didn't scream like a little girl who hadn't left the cabinet, but his cheeks were burning red, and he hurriedly turned his back.

However, his action came too late, and the picture he just saw was lingering in his mind.

The waistline doesn't seem to have changed much.

The scar on the thigh has faded a lot.

wrong.

Why would he notice this!

Sheng Jian stepped out of the bathtub very calmly, took a piece of clothing and put it on his body, and did not forget to explain: "I thought you would come back later."

Ye Zhili was stunned for a long time and choked out a sentence: "Bathing just after eating is not good for your health..."

He thought about it for a second, this place is no different from the courtyard of Yanquan Mountain, and there is a wing room for taking a bath alone. Sheng Jian chose to take a bath at this time, probably because he was afraid of his embarrassment, but he did not expect him to come back suddenly.

Sheng Jian didn't care about his silly words, and responded with understanding, "Remember."

Ye Zhili was embarrassed and wanted to go for a walk on the street again, and remembered that Sheng Jian couldn't use his spiritual power now, and his wet body must be uncomfortable, so he pinched a stick in his hand to help dry it.

Then his body sank, and Sheng Jian gently encircled him from behind, and a steady voice sounded from beside his ears: "When will Master Ye plan to give me a title to perform the duties of the Hall Master."

The steam that hadn't dissipated stained his face, and the heat that had finally dissipated surged up again.

He pushed Sheng Jian's arm outwards, his eyes only fell to the ground, and he refused to look at the handsome face buried in his neck: "Who did Sword Master learn from... so many stupid words! "

Sheng Jian was not willing to push him too hard, so he let go of his hand and took a few scripts from the cabinet beside him.

Ye Zhili took it and took a look.

"Ruthless Sword Master Infatuated Formation"

"He Runs, He Chases—Jian Zun's Long Way to Chase His Wife"

"Two or three things that the pavilion master and the new swordsman have to say"

Is this something that can openly appear in the secret stronghold inn of Xuanjian Pavilion? !

Wait, the last one...

Ye Zhili's hands trembled, and he even wanted to read it...

When his fingertips touched the flat cover, he finally clenched his fists, stuffed all the scriptures into the bottom of the cabinet, and taught Sheng Jian righteously: "Read more about the sword manual in the future!"

Thinking of the identity of Sword Master Sheng Jian, he added: "If you can't do it, write the sword manual! It will benefit future generations of sword masters!"

Sheng Jian didn't laugh at him, and said "OK".

A blushing episode was quickly interrupted. It was already late when they landed in Hongyun City. They found the Rujian Inn, talked to the shopkeeper for a while, and Ye Zhili went out to buy things. It's time to rest now.

Ye Zhili cast a cleansing spell on himself, changed into clean underwear and slept on the outside of the bed.

Before Sheng Jian recovered, he would sleep in such a protective position.

When Sheng Jian recovers, they don't need to sleep in the same bed.

He closed his eyes and tried his best to forget the beautiful scene just now.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Jian, who was always honest on the couch these days, turned sideways and got closer to him.

"Do you want to set off the river lanterns tomorrow night?"

He used to want to take a chance to play it once, but now he happened to hit it, thinking that Ji Taxue and the others would not come too soon, so he agreed: "Okay. I just saw the Tashu River, it is very beautiful."

He would look at people when he was talking, and in the dark of the room, Sheng Jian's eyes were extraordinarily bright, and every wave of waves was full of deep affection, as if he was going to swallow him up at any time.

Every time he fell in love with Shang Shengjian, he subconsciously wanted to escape, and before going to bed, he ran into Sheng Jian taking a bath, so he hurriedly looked away.

That was his mistake, he didn't see the complexity of the depths of the seabed that he tried his best to cover up.

He changed the subject and said: "If the Demon Venerable can be caught when the Demon Venerable comes to snatch Huangquan, the world will return to peace."

Sheng Jian gave a faint "hmm" and continued following his words: "It will be peaceful. The monsters will be re-enclosed into the Demon Realm, and the puppet demons will disappear completely. Only some monks who have been enchanted will not be able to become a climate." .”

Although they shouted all day long to slay demons and eliminate demons, many cultivators who were possessed by demons made a wrong step. In fact, they regarded themselves as human beings in their hearts and did not do anything harmful to nature.

The cultivation world has different views on this minority group.

Some people think that since they have become demons, they are not of their own species, and they must be eradicated.

Some people think that there is no need to do absolutely everything, and it doesn't matter if you put your mind to the Taoist school.

Ye Zhili was thinking about it, when Sheng Jian suddenly asked: "If I become a demon, will you do it?"

Shengma bewitched?

Ye Zhili's first reaction was that Sheng Jian couldn't control the devilish energy in his body, so he nervously pulled the opponent's hand to check, and felt relieved when he saw that the state was stable.

So Shengma was worried?

He quickly erased this thought. In the decades of getting along with Sheng Jian, Sheng Jian has always been a strong representative. .

It's not that Sheng Jian doesn't deserve to be weak, it's just that it doesn't fit Sheng Jian's character.

Sheng Jian, even if he is about to face death in the next second, will maintain his usual posture, without changing his face, calm and fearless.

Rao is the person who knows Sheng Jian best in this world, so he doesn't understand why he asked this question.

He asked concerned: "Why do you ask this?"

Sheng Jian's expression remained unchanged, as if he was chatting casually: "I just think of Lou Jingtong."

The misfortune from the west has been mixed with Mozun's handwriting, and it is impossible to test whether Xi Le is sincere to Lou Jingtong, but Ye Zhili still believes that there is some kind of sincerity in Xi Le's eagerness and urgency.

If Shengjian is possessed by a demon, can he really be a killer?

Almost without thinking, he already got the answer in his heart.

"Probably they will lock you up in Yanquan Mountain."

Unexpectedly, the bastard words that the dream demon said in his dream that day, actually reduced a lot of viciousness, and then said it to Sheng Jian from his mouth.

If Sheng Jian was really obsessed because he sucked away the evil energy for him, he was willing to live in seclusion with Sheng Jian in Yanquan Mountain for the rest of his life.

Sheng Jian's expression became calmer, as if he was very satisfied with his answer: "Aren't you going to be angry or disappointed?"

Ye Zhili was puzzled and said: "Why are you angry or disappointed with you because of force majeure? It's not you who lied to me and did something wrong to me."

Sheng Jian's heart was twitching, and he wanted to touch Ye Zhili, but when he heard this, the half-stretched hand visibly paused, and quietly returned to its original place in the darkness that Ye Zhili didn't notice.

He should have been content.

It was too late, the two of them didn't say any more, and soon they both fell asleep.