The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

Following the sound of He Yuan's voice, waves once again appeared in the mountain protection formation, and the golden light that appeared was much dimmer than before.

Geng Zhe looked at his pale and tottering junior brother, he was a little worried, worried that Cheng Muyun would faint on the spot if he couldn't stand the stimulation.

It took him hundreds of years to finally save Cheng Muyun's body from a state of decay, and nothing could go wrong.

But I don't know why, in the past hundred years, all the disciples of Yaofeng who went out to find the treasures of heaven and earth have been particularly successful, always getting various great opportunities and all kinds of treasures of heaven and earth that were impossible for them to obtain with their strength.

Under the care of these extremely rare natural treasures, Geng Zhe abruptly dragged Cheng Muyun back from the death line.

Even so, his decaying body shouldn't last long.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, calm down, think about the Wannian stalactite spring, don't let your senior brother and my 100 years of hard work go to waste!"

It has to be said that Geng Zhe's consolation is useful. Cheng Muyun doesn't care about many things, one is revenge, the other is disciples, and the third is sect.

Now that the disciple has fallen into the devil, all he cares about is revenge and sect.

The ten-thousand-year stalactite spring is the most precious treasure of the sect, and it took a lot of effort to save Cheng Muyun's life in the past hundred years.

He closed his eyes, sat cross-legged at the side, recuperated his breath, and didn't look at the rebels outside the formation.

At this moment, a sword light fell.

The head of the sect walked over in a hurry. A hundred years ago, the best disciple He Yuan left, and the one who became the head of the sect was still the one who loves divination and does not do business properly.

As soon as he saw Cheng Muyun, he had a rescued expression on his face, "Uncle Cheng, you've finally passed the test."

Cheng Muyun opened his eyes and said, "What is the ins and outs of the situation?"

The head of the sect just came to discuss this matter. He took out a scroll from his arms and looked at Geng Zhe's expression.He wasn't sure if Uncle Cheng could bear what was going to happen next.

Cheng Muyun said, "Say it directly."

The head of the sect sighed, and said: "This is... the dowry list given by Master He... Mozun."

"give me."

The master handed it over.

Cheng Muyun opened it and read it ten lines at a glance. What was written at the top were all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth.

He asked in a deep voice: "Brother Geng, come and take a look, these natural and earthly treasures...have been used for my health these years?"

Geng Zhe came over, and after a look, he suddenly realized, "I just said, how can those bastards have such good luck, it turns out that they are... hired..."

He immediately stopped talking, looked at Cheng Muyun's face, and worried again whether his senior brother would be so angry that Feng vomited blood on the spot.

At first glance, I was taken aback.

Cheng Muyun was actually smiling, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes were cold, and he looked a bit penetrating.

He got up and said: "Since the betrothal gift has been accepted and used up, it would be unreasonable not to marry. If my colleagues heard about it, they would think that our Taixuanzong pitted some of the betrothal gift."

"..."

"..."

The head and Geng Zhe fell silent together. Although they said so, they always felt that something was wrong.Could Cheng Muyun be mad with anger?

Geng Zhe thought for a while, then asked hesitantly: "Junior brother, you, don't you obey the rules and hate the way of master and apprentice?"

Cheng Muyun: "He Yuan has already betrayed the teacher, so there is no teacher and student to say anything."

The headmaster asked again: "Then... Moxiu..."

Cheng Muyun's eyes moved to his face, and he didn't answer, but just smiled lightly.

He made a decision, and a talisman paper turned into a huge paper crane, supporting him straight up into the sky.

As soon as he stepped out of the barrier, Cheng Muyun felt that his feet were empty, the paper crane disappeared, and his whole body fell straight down.

Before he could panic, he fell into a warm embrace.

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.

"Master, you only need to look at me, and the disciples will pick you up, so why torture yourself like this."

He Yuan lowered his head, reached out and gently wiped away the blood stains on Cheng Muyun's lips.

Cheng Muyun tilted her head slightly, not wanting to talk to him.

He Yuan was not annoyed, he hugged Cheng Muyun, and bent down into the wedding car in front of all Tai Xuanzong's disciples.

The Demon Cultivator he led retreated just like when he came, and within half a cup of tea time, they retreated completely.

A piece of shimmering paper slowly fell down in a whirl, and floated all the way to the head.

The head took a look, and there were a few lines written on it.

[The contract has been completed, I will restrain the magic cultivator, repair the enchantment together, and not set foot in the realm of Taoist cultivation. 】

In the past tens of thousands of years of the battle between righteousness and evil, it was the Taoist side who tried desperately to repair the enchantment, and the demonic side who tried their best to destroy it, plus the natural loss of the operation of the enchantment formation.

Only then will the once-in-a-thousand-year enchantment break, the demonic cultivators will invade on a large scale, and the Kyushu world will be devastated.

If we really work together to maintain the barrier in the future, there will be no more tragic invasions. Even if some cruel and bloodthirsty demons sneak through the barrier to the realm of Taoism, they can be strangled in time without causing too much trouble.

In every battle between righteousness and demons, Taixuanzong, the leader of Taoist cultivators, suffered the greatest loss. Countless talented disciples fell in it, and even many great talents who were expected to rise to the top were also the same.

"I, we are selling... Daojun seeking glory?" The headman asked in a daze.

Geng Zhe sighed, "You are not unaware of Junior Brother Cheng's personality. He is very rigid and stubborn. If he didn't want to, he would commit suicide on the spot and wouldn't get in that wedding car."

In the wedding car.

Cheng Muyun sank listlessly into the comfortable and gorgeous bed, looking down at her hands.

Moxiu's taste is completely different from Daoxiu's, he is greedy for pleasure, and the wedding car is decorated extremely luxuriously.The bed is covered with fine silk, as soft as clouds.

System: "What do you think? Didn't you say that you would never accept the relationship between master and apprentice?"

Cheng Muyun: "At that time, what could I do? Is it just a stalemate? Even if He Yuan can't really do anything to Taixuanzong, it's no good to continue the stalemate."

"Besides, at this time He Yuan has already betrayed the teacher, so it is not considered a master-student rebellion, I can bear it."

He has always seen it very clearly, and he can only get close to He Yuan if he wants to understand what is going on.What kind of wedding and the like are just illusions and cannot be regarded as real.

If He Yuan really went crazy and something happened, he just broke the formation.

A ninth-rank monster pulls a wedding car and swaggers past the realm of Kyushu Daoxiu. There is no need to tell the world, but let everyone know that the demon king forcibly married Taixuanzong's Ming Daojun.

Naturally, there was a lot of discussion.

"Moxiu is worthy of being a Moxiu, and he can do such unethical things as marrying the master forcibly, tsk tsk tsk."

"You can't say that, that Demon Venerable has long since betrayed Taixuanzong and severed his master-student relationship with Daoist Ming."

"Speaking of which, since Lord Ming Dao had imprisoned the Demon Venerable's sweetheart and seriously injured the Demon Venerable, everyone thought he was here for revenge this time. How could it turn into a marriage proposal?"

"Maybe it's a humiliation."

"Who's humiliation will be such a battle, the ninth-rank monster pulls the wedding car, by the way, do you know the origin of the wedding car? An ancient artifact!"

"That's right, tsk tsk, we little people can't understand the entanglement between these great powers."

***

A few days later, the huge wedding team finally returned to the Demon Dao territory, and the wedding car was parked in the Bone Scavenging Realm, the highest and most luxurious Demon Palace.

Cheng Muyun sat in the sleeping hall, on the overly big bed.

There are red gauzes hanging all around, and the ever-burning lanterns made by the sharks of the East China Sea are lit. Everything is gorgeous and weird, which is a style that Daoxiu doesn't like and doesn't adapt to.

Only around this bed, with spirit stones as the array and cold jade as the bed, a whole small spirit vein even moved from somewhere below.

Only by staying near the bed can Cheng Muyun feel more comfortable, so naturally he is not interested in going to other rooms to have a look.

After finishing the lengthy bond-making ceremony today, He Yuan sent him to the dormitory to deal with those dissolute and unruly magic cultivator guests alone.

Cheng Muyun waited for a while, but seeing that there was no movement outside, she got up and took off her gorgeous wedding robe.

He casually threw the wedding dress aside, took off the gorgeous golden crown on his head which was not in the usual style at all, and then lay down on the bed.

The system made a faint sound, and said: "On the wedding night, He Yuan stayed alone in the vacant room. He Yuan is really taking revenge. Maybe at this time, he went to the bed of some concubine and concubine. The next day, there will be a magician coming to humiliate you gone."

Cheng Muyun: "Stop, what exactly is in your database?"

System: "According to the original script, it's not surprising. In the original script, He Yuan is a stallion man with countless harem."

Cheng Muyun rolled her eyes, "Come on, just this broken He Yuan, if there are concubines and concubines, will my progress bar still be half dead?"

System: "You are right."

Cheng Muyun raised her hand, her sleeves dropped to cover her eyes, "I hope so, next..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the bedroom was pushed open.

No need to look, Cheng Muyun also knows who it is. At this moment, only He Yuan will appear here.

Sure enough, the curtain in front of the bed was lifted, and He Yuan stood by the bed, looking down slightly.

He was still wearing the black and red Xipao embroidered with gold patterns on his body, and he had a sharp aura on his body. Apart from that, there was no demonic aura that Cheng Muyun didn't like.

"Master, why didn't you wait for me?"

Cheng Muyun half stood up, frowning, "Don't call me Master at this moment."

"Too."

He Yuan smiled.

Cheng Muyun felt his body sink before he could react.He subconsciously raised his hands to push, but his hands were grabbed and pressed to the top of his head.

"He Yuan!"

He shouted sharply, but what he got in exchange was He Yuan's incessant progress.

When his lips and teeth were intertwined, Cheng Muyun noticed the strong smell of alcohol, he couldn't break free, he raised his head to bear it, and even felt a little pain in his jaw.

During the intense entanglement, the strength in the hands loosened.

Cheng Muyun's waist loosened and his belt fell down.His eyes widened suddenly, and he touched the Daybreak Sword on He Yuan's back that had not been put down with his backhand, gathered the spiritual power in his body, struck out with a palm, and then stabbed through with a sword.

He Yuan staggered back a few steps, only feeling severe pain in his dantian.He lowered his head and saw the Daybreak Sword and Cheng Muyun's hand holding the Daybreak Sword.

Cheng Muyun stared at He Yuan, his eyes were full of sternness, and he sent a little more without mercy.He said: "Deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, betray the master..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw He Yuan raised his hand, pressed his hand, and sent the sword inward a little more.

He Yuan looked at him, his eyes were still full of tenderness, and he even smiled softly, "I deceived my master and exterminated my ancestors, betrayed my master, I should abolish my cultivation and clean up my family."

Seeing He Yuan's crazy look, Cheng Muyun let go of his hand and was stunned.

He intended to break the boat, and He Yuan stabbed himself with a sword backhand, so that he could break the demon and leave the illusion.

Unexpectedly, He Yuan was not affected at all, and even enjoyed the sudden strike.

Cheng Muyun let go, but He Yuan didn't.

He held the sword with his backhand, and said: "But Master, have you forgotten that now I have turned to cultivating demons, and my Taoist cultivation skills are originally reserved for Master to destroy with your own hands."

"Expelled from the master's door, cleaned up the door, and the master should abolish the cultivation of the disciple, it is considered... to completely sever the master-student relationship."

He Yuan pulled out the Breaking Dawn Sword with his backhand, and threw it on the bedding beside him without paying attention.A large area of ​​his black and red wedding robe was quickly wet.

"Mu Yun." He Yuan suddenly smiled, "Now, you are completely my bonded demon couple..."

Cheng Muyun: "..." I seem to have been tricked again.

He frowned and said, "I'll bandage it for you."

However, He Yuan raised his hand, stopped Cheng Muyun again, and said, "Don't bother you anymore, on the wedding night, why waste time on such a small injury."

He got up, took off his outer robe, and casually tore off a hanging veil, and hastily wrapped the wound on his abdomen.After that, she knelt on the bed on one knee, picked up the Daybreak Sword beside her, and used the tip of the sword to pry open Cheng Muyun's skirt.

The blood stains on the Breaking Dawn Sword were low, just running down the collarbone.

He Yuan's gaze also followed the drop of blood all the way down.

He raised his hand, and when the blood stain fell into a deeper place, he stopped its castration.

"Hmm—" Cheng Muyun's eyes widened slightly. What's going on, the perception of this body is clearly as sensitive as that of Yu Jun's body, which is frighteningly sensitive.

His waist went limp, his tailbone numb, and he fell down uncontrollably.

The veil fell, and the placket was opened a little bit.Perhaps it was because the muscles were too tense, and blood oozes out from the place He Yuan had just bandaged hastily.

The figures overlap and merge into one.

Cheng Muyun's hands were sticky, he woke up and said, "Your injury..."

"It doesn't matter."

He Yuan spoke with a hoarse voice, with goosebumps behind his ears.

Cheng Muyun only felt pain in his ribs, and there was blood between them kneading into one place, regardless of each other.

crazy.

He is also crazy.

Behind the curtain, no one can see.

"Rebel..."

The curse that followed was swallowed between his mouth and mouth, and became blurred.Hearing it from a distance, it sounded like whispering, like coquetry rather than scolding.

The candles in the hall burned for three days and three days, and the door of the hall was not opened for three days and three nights.

It was not until the early morning of the fourth day that there was any movement in the curtain.

He Yuan opened the curtain, his cloak fell down, and he casually brushed up his long hair, the bandages that tied the wounds on his abdomen were scattered.

He turned his head and said, "Mu Yun, I'll take you to take a bath."

Immediately, she turned around and wanted to hug Cheng Muyun.

with a snap.

The hands are opened.

He Yuan lowered his head, saw his opened hand, smiled, and said, "Why do you still open my hand?"

Cheng Muyun sat up abruptly and stared at him, "You...found it?"

"Found what?"

He Yuan was puzzled.

Cheng Muyun frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, if He Yuan found out that this was an illusion, the illusion would be broken immediately.

But no.

He Yuan didn't ask any further questions, his eyes fell on Cheng Muyun's shoulder.

From the collarbone down, there are dense red marks.

The monks are physically strong, it is difficult to leave marks, and they can recover quickly even if they are injured.A few days ago, He Yuan was stabbed in the abdomen, and there was only a light-colored mark left.

His master was different, because he lost his bones and his body was weak, it would take a long time to recover even a trace of it.This is special, but it satisfies some unspeakable emotion deep in He Yuan's heart.

He left traces little by little, never tired of it.

Cheng Muyun was furiously stared at by He Yuan's eyes, raised his hands to gather his clothes, coughed a few more times, a little shaky.

He Yuan subconsciously went to help, but frowned again, feeling something was wrong.

"Take me to take a bath." Cheng Muyun interrupted with a frown.

The matter has developed to this point, he has put all his eggs in one basket, and He Yuan must not be woken up at this time.

Even if the plan changes from killing the teacher to preaching the Tao to killing the wife to preach the Tao, it is not a big problem.

"it is good."

Cheng Muyun pushed away He Yuan's hand again, stood up, her legs softened, and fell directly into the prepared embrace beside her.

"..."

He raised his eyes and stared at He Yuan, but saw that the other party's expression didn't change at all, as if it should be so.

The apse is the bathing place, and the life of the magic cultivator is extremely extravagant.Although He Yuan didn't care about surprises, he took over the huge palace smoothly.

"Mu Yun, from now on, I'll take you to see a few people."

Next, He Yuan was very disciplined, except for helping, he didn't do any small tricks.

However, Cheng Muyun looked down at the marks on his body and said, "Remove these marks."

He Yuan stopped his hands, stood up and said, "It's almost there, don't catch a cold."

"..."

When Cheng Muyun got up and picked up the clothes that were put aside, she stopped for a while.

It is still a familiar texture, just like the clothes he wore in Taixuanzong.

The outside is still a Taoist robe with white background and blue pattern. After dressing neatly, He Yuan combed Cheng Muyun's hair again, and tied it neatly with a jade crown.

On the other hand, He Yuan himself was dressed like a wanton demon cultivator, and his long hair was randomly tied into a bundle with jade buttons.

He stared at his fellow Cheng Muyun in the mirror, and said, "Master, do you feel more comfortable like this?"

Cheng Muyun frowned and said, "Don't call me master." Even though the relationship between master and apprentice is no longer at this time, when He Yuan calls him master, it will still bring a strong sense of immorality.

He Yuan smiled softly, "Okay, Mu Yun."

The two people in the mirror, one in black and the other in white, don't look like master and apprentice anymore.

Cheng Muyun's eyes fell on the jade button in He Yuan's hair, only then did he realize that it was the same style as the jade crown on his hair.

He subconsciously raised his hand to take it off, but He Yuan grabbed his hand, "This is the ten thousand year spirit jade. I spent a lot of time carving it. Wearing it on my body can take care of my body. Don't take it off, okay?"

Although he didn't call Master, he used the tone he used when He Yuan was acting like a baby when he was young.Cheng Muyun was stunned for a moment, put down his hands, and got up, "Didn't you tell me to take me to see something?"

The disappointment on He Yuan's face was wiped away, and he followed up and said, "Yes, you come with me."

***

Cheng Muyun originally thought that He Yuan, who is now a Demon Lord, should be showing off the country he has conquered after his wedding.

Or talk to him, who was once a master, about the suffering and experiences of these years, but he did not expect that He Yuan took him to the dungeon of the magic palace.

It was dark and cold, and there was blood everywhere.

Cheng Muyun felt a little uncomfortable, but he frowned slightly, and He Yuan felt it.

A warm breath enveloped him, even if He Yuan was a pure demon cultivator at this time, forming a pact with each other would certainly make Cheng Muyun feel a lot more comfortable.

He moved, but still didn't push He Yuan's hand around his shoulder.

After walking for a while, He Yuan stopped.

Through the huge iron prison door, Cheng Muyun saw Moxiu, who was almost out of human form, was chained to the wall through the bone and locked to the wall.

He was a little disgusted, and said, "What is this?"

He Yuan didn't reply, but made a decision, and the lights in the cell lit up.

The chain was pulling the man, and the drooping head was raised.

It's a familiar face.

Cheng Muyun had seen it countless times, and every time he reminded himself not to forget such bloody feud.

The devil who was locked on the wall was the one who murdered Cheng Muyun's mother back then.She was Cheng Muyun's mother's most trusted friend, but at a critical moment, she stabbed her.

Killing Cheng Muyun's mother also ruined Cheng Muyun's soul.

Standing outside, Cheng Muyun looked at his enemy who had hated him for countless years, dying like a dead dog, and his heart was peaceful.

The person in front of her is the daughter of a former venerable in the Demon Realm. She was raised in the Kyushu Realm since she was a child for the sake of suppressing the Demon Daogu.She also sacrificed her life to save Cheng Muyun's mother, and that's how she became a life and death friend.

He Yuan leaned close to Cheng Muyun's ear, and said: "Master, I know why you were so angry about Luo Jiu's incident at the beginning. It's my disciple's mistake. The disciple is too stupid to believe in demon cultivators, and even made you feel so angry because of this incident." ..."

Cheng Muyun interrupted tremblingly, "You, how did you know that?"

He Yuan said in a low voice: "These things are asked one by one by the demon cultivator. If you don't talk about it, it will be torture. No matter how bad it is, you can search for the soul."

He spoke lightly, as if those bloody fights were nothing more than a few words.

Cheng Muyun felt something was wrong, and continued to ask: "What about Luo Jiu?"

"Luo Jiu." He Yuan said, "I don't know, I replaced her from Taixuanzong, healed her injuries, and ended the kindness she gave me with several magic weapons, and I haven't seen her again."

When Cheng Muyun heard this, he knew what was wrong.Why is He Yuan so indifferent to Luo Jiu? When it was like an illusion at first, it was obviously like in the plot, which is unusual.

"Didn't you have some different feelings for her at the beginning?"

He Yuan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Cheng Muyun to ask this question.He chuckled for a moment, and said, "Don't you think this place is not suitable for talking about love?"

"..." Cheng Muyun secretly rolled his eyes, wanting to say that there was no love affair.

He raised his hand to push away He Yuan's hand, and backhanded the Daybreak Sword carried on the other's back.

He Yuan took a step back and quietly watched his movements.

Cheng Muyun pushed open the cell door and entered, without seeing the ferocious expression of the demon cultivator who suddenly became crazy and mixed with fear, he directly stabbed at her dantian with a sword.

The aura burst from the fingertips to the tip of the sword.

Moxiu couldn't die anymore, she couldn't make any sound during the whole process.

Cheng Muyun turned around, her throat twitched slightly, her body swayed, and soon He Yuan, who suddenly appeared, grabbed her shoulders again.

"Are you okay? Go back and rest?"

Cheng Muyun said: "It's nothing, you continue to talk about...these years."

"It's not suitable here." He Yuan said.

After a stick of incense, the two returned to the bedroom again.

He Yuan took Cheng Muyun in his arms and turned into the room beside him.

Pushing open the door, Cheng Muyun was stunned for a moment.

The walls of the entire room are covered with scrolls, and every scroll seems familiar.

These paintings are all portraits of He Yuan once made by Cheng Muyun. The difference is that next to each portrait of He Yuan, there is a corresponding portrait of Cheng Muyun.

He Yuan in the portrait is practicing sword, and Cheng Muyun in the portrait beside him is reading a book with his eyes down on the stone bench...

One by one, they are all scenes from the past.

Cheng Muyun was stunned for a long time, but did not make a sound.

He Yuan took his hand again and led him to the desk, on which was a painting spread out.

The picture scroll was the one that Cheng Muyun had seen in the study before. There were a little more blood stains on it, but there was an extra line of inscriptions in wild handwriting, right next to Cheng Muyun's inscription.

"The king's heart is like my heart, and he lives up to his love. Master, why do you have to be in a cocoon, even if the master and apprentice are rebellious, the law of heaven will not tolerate it, and I can break the law of heaven."

He Yuan said: "Actually, this is your inner demon, Master."

Cheng Muyun looked over in amazement, "You know? When did you know?"

He Yuan raised his hand and lightly rubbed Cheng Muyun's face, "Master, I have experienced countless things here in the years since your death. Only this time, you didn't blew yourself up on the wedding night. death, I know that in this false illusion, only you are real."

As the words fell, everything around them rippled like water ripples.

phantom array.

broken.

***

Cheng Muyun opened his eyes, and happened to meet He Yuan's eyes.

He was still at a loss, but he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was concentrated, and there was a gathering of heavenly power outside.

this is.

catastrophe?

Who wants to cross the border?

He looked at He Yuan, and before he opened his mouth, he heard the other party say: "Master, congratulations on breaking the demons in your heart. When you pass through the thunder calamity, you will be a great power to cross the tribulation realm."

Cheng Muyun: "System, what is he talking about? Who will overcome the tribulation?"

System: "Congratulations, you actually reversed the plot, re-entered the road of cultivation, and even rose to two realms in a row."

Cheng Muyun: "..., have I been tricked again?"