Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Yan Zhuchen turned pale with shock: "Take it easy, this is a secret book that has been passed down for thousands of years. I found it out from the corner of the library with great difficulty. Be careful not to damage it!"

Considering that what was written on it was for Xie Mingzhi's brain, a vein twitched in Chu Zhao's forehead, he withdrew his strength, and gave him a kind look.

When Xie Ming recovers, the first thing to do is to beat Yan Zhuchen up.

He looked carefully again, and what was recorded on the bamboo slips was not a prescription or a case, but a prescription for spices.

The book "Soul Fragrance" collects nine kinds of rare treasures, grinds and refines them into incense, and when you fall asleep, light the soul incense, and the soul can enter the state of mind of the people around you.

At first glance, it had nothing to do with Xinmoyin, but after reading the last few words, Chu Zhaoliu's heart moved: "It is possible."

Yan Zhuchen wiped his nose triumphantly: "In the past, I always regarded the curse of the demon as a kind of poison, so it was inevitable that my thinking was limited. When you mentioned it yesterday, I just remembered that Sect Master Xie was using the curse of the demon, trapped in the soul." , how can there be any medicine that can cure it. Since it is necessary to prescribe the right medicine, this is the best way, thankfully I am astute as a god..."

Chu Zhaoliu didn't have the patience to listen to his bragging, so he dragged him away impatiently: "Go to practice immediately! I'll find any materials you need."

Yan Zhuchen felt that Xie Ming's sword energy was about to attack again, so he pulled back his sleeves and looked at him displeasedly: "What's the hurry, the material for making incense is Yaogu, but we There is one crucial thing missing."

Chu Zhaoliu: "What?"

"Soul Inducing Furnace." Yan Zhuchen shook his finger, spit out three unfamiliar words, and explained, "I found the record of Soul Incense in ancient books. This thing must be placed in the Soul Inducing Furnace to take effect. But the problem is , The Soul Inducing Furnace has disappeared for thousands of years.”

The excitement that had just arisen was poured with cold water in an instant, Chu Zhaoliu frowned: "I've never heard of this thing, I'm afraid it's hard to find."

But hope is close at hand, how can we give up lightly.

If you get rid of the demons, you will be able to defeat them without attacking.

It is necessary to get into Xie Ming's state of mind and accompany him to get rid of his inner demons.

Yan Zhuchen came up with a bad idea: "How about this, you offer a reward of [-] spirit stones in the Lingtong Domain, and whoever has news about the soul furnace, the spirit stones will go to whoever. I believe that the majority of fellow Taoists will be very enthusiastic."

The disadvantage is that the amount of the reward is too large and coveted, and there will inevitably be countless news that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, and it will be very troublesome to verify them one by one.

And one of the things they lack the most right now is time.

No one knew when the Fallen Immortal would make a comeback again, Chu Wen went to the extreme north alone, and it was dangerous, and several people were not at ease.

Yan Zhuchen regretted it after finishing speaking: "Forget it, it's not reliable."

After hearing this, Chu Zhaoliu's face brightened: "Yes, you are right. If it can be solved with Lingshi, it is not a big problem."

Yan Zhuchen hurriedly stopped his rich and powerful prodigal behavior: "If you sprinkled one hundred thousand spirit stones in the Lingtong Domain, most of the monks in Central Continent would probably wait on the wind..."

"Who said I want to find news in the Lingtong domain?" Chu Zhaoliu was in a good mood, he spread his fan, his brows and eyes widened, and he smiled like a flirtatious prodigal son, "I'll take care of the soul furnace, and the rest I'll leave it to you."

Yan Zhuchen was full of suspicion: "Do you have a solution?"

Chu Zhaoliu took out a long-forgotten jade tablet from the ring and showed it off.

The jade plaque is exquisitely carved, the material is warm and moist, and the appearance is extraordinary. There is a cluster of tall green bamboo carved on the back, and the word "Listen" is on the front.

He shook the jade tablet and hooked the corners of his lips: "Where in the world is better than listening to bamboo buildings to inquire about news?"

Yan Zhuchen rubbed his chin: "It sounds like the bamboo tower is mysterious. I've never been there, but I forgot about it. Well, I'll go get ready."

It's about Xie Ming, Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help but follow him outside: "Forget it, I'd better go and help you."

Yan Zhuchen made a serious gesture of refusal: "Good nephew, you dare to go out in this suit, Xie Ming woke up and didn't goug out the eyes of every disciple along the way?"

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

It's just that his clothes are a little disheveled, and he's not disheveled, which is so strange.

But it's not unreasonable, after all, Xie Ming is very unreasonable now.

The silly Xie Ming would only be sullen and sullen, which is so cute, but Xie Ming, who is controlled by the inner demon, is completely beyond the control range, maybe he can really do such a thing.

Chu Zhaoliu had no choice but to stop, and said bluntly, "Then you move faster."

"No matter how fast you move, with your medicine, you still have to prepare for three days. What's the rush, don't rush for three or two days." Yan Zhuchen thought for a while, "In the next few days, you can try to see if you can learn from Xie Zongzhu. There is the cause of the inner demons, find out the situation, so as not to go back into Xie Ming's state of mind, people can't save them, but put themselves in it."

He withdrew his smile: "The soul is out of the body, this is not a joke."

Chu Zhaoliu responded, and seeing Yan Zhuchen left, he strolled back to the room, and casually greeted the little fat bird who had woken up from a sleepy sleep, "Son, are you getting fat again? , still sleeping?"

Jiu Jiu looked down at his round body: "...ji."

As if struck by lightning, the little phoenix faltered for a while, then got up in grief and indignation and flew out to exercise.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't feel guilty about bullying the children, changed his clothes, sat by the bed and looked at Xie Ming.

The light golden morning light leaked into the room through the hollowed-out carved windows, and plated a light gold edge on Xie Ming's side, outlining a trace of transparent and sacred tranquility.

If you don't intervene, will it be the demon who wakes up soon, or Xie Ming who is fighting against the demon?

He was lying on the bedside, his eyes were gentle and focused, unconsciously counting Xie Ming's eyelashes, shaking his mind.

He had a quarrel with Xie Ming last night, and he forgot about that scene in his dream.

Xie Ming in the dream was killed.

The sword used...he couldn't remember.

Even though he knew that Xie Ming was lying in front of him within reach, his injuries had healed, and there were no wounds other than that, Chu Zhaoliu still felt extremely sad. The moment he saw Xie Ming being killed , the trembling pain and grief in the depths of his soul made him want to cry.

I really cried too.

Ever since he was a child, except for the destruction of his spiritual veins, he had shed tears in the middle of the night when no one was around after waking up, and he has never cried again.

Even his mother joked: "Zhao'er never cries, she even smiled when she was born."

Did the scene in the dream also happen in the illusion?

Who was the one who stabbed Xie Ming with a sword from behind?

Chu Zhaoliu's brows were tightly furrowed, and suddenly he felt a cool hand brushing between his brows, as if trying to flatten the wrinkles between his brows.

He raised his eyes and met a pair of chaotic red eyes.

Chu Zhaoliu suppressed the emotions in his heart and smiled: "Oh? You are the one who woke up."

Seeing that he had returned to his usual comfortable and leisurely manner, Xie Ming retracted his hand again and turned his head away from looking at him.

What's going on here?

Chu Zhao leaned over in surprise, and Xie Ming immediately turned his head to the other side.

Chu Zhaoliu tentatively turned in front of him again, as he expected, Xie Ming lowered his head and simply stopped looking at him.

Ouch?It wasn't this person who fought with him last night.

Chu Zhaoliu persevered, lay down on him like a rascal, leaned his head from below, and blinked: "Sect Master Xie, why don't you look at me, how did I offend you?"

Xie Ming simply closed his eyes.

Like a child having a temper tantrum, seeing this side of Xie Ming is really an eye-opener.

Chu Zhaoliu straightened his body and looked again, keenly noticing that Xie Ming's earlobe was slightly red.

It didn't look like she was angry, but rather... shy?

Chu Zhaoliu's mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately remembered that he thought Xie Ming was so cute last night, so he kissed him twice as if molesting.

Suddenly he realized, his shoulders couldn't help shaking, he held back his laughter and didn't make a sound.

It seems that this silly Xie Ming is the thinnest of the three states of Xie Ming, especially the opposite of the demon who always wants to sleep with him.

Thinking about it carefully, Xie Ming's normal temperament seems to be a compromise between the two.

If the inner demon represents the evil thoughts accumulated in Xie Ming's heart, then this Xie Ming who fights against the inner demon may be the good side of Xie Ming's temperament?

Chu Zhaoliu was so excited that he completely ignored that this "good face" raised his hand to outsiders with a sword aura, regardless of species, even the jealousy of the bird's son.

It made him almost think that Xie Minglianjian's vinegar would also taste it.

He seemed to have found something new, his eyes sparkled with interest, he closed his fan, lifted Xie Ming's jaw, and said with a half-smile: "Why are you ashamed, it's not you who keeps saying you want to kill me?"

Xie Ming's earlobes became even redder, he opened his eyes and looked at him, denying in a deep voice: "It's not me!"

"Oh? So you don't want to..." Chu Zhaoliu paused, then spit out vulgar words in a gentle manner, "Fuck me?"

Xie Ming's pupils narrowed slightly, staring at him closely, bringing a heavy sense of oppression.

Chu Zhaoliu was not only not afraid, but was delighted to see it.

Usually when he meets Xie Ming, he only has the part of being molested and anti-molesting, but he never thought that Feng Shui will turn around, and Xie Ming will have today!

He leaned closer with a smile: "Don't dare to look at me, is it because I kissed you last night?"

Xie Ming stared at him for a long while, then slowly nodded: "Yes."

Chu Zhaoliu was overjoyed, and deliberately said: "Then you are finished, I not only want to kiss you, but also stick out my tongue."

I can't die of shame.

Unexpectedly, when these words came out, Xie Ming's face turned redder, but his eyes were fixed on his face, and he nodded seriously: "Okay."

Chu Zhaoliu's smile froze: "..."

ha?

Although Xie Ming's face was red, there was a light of expectation in his eyes.

Chu Zhaoliu lifted a rock and smashed himself in the foot, he couldn't believe it: "You deliberately acted to trap me, didn't you?"

Xie Ming didn't seem to understand what he was saying, stretched out his hand to pull him closer, and urged, "Didn't you kiss me?"

Innocent so purely natural.

It is higher than Xie Mingbenming, who is deliberately digging holes and playing hard to get.

The corners of Chu Zhaoliu's mouth twitched, drowning in such pure and kind eyes, he was really embarrassed to break his promise, but if he really wanted to do that, he couldn't do it, so after much deliberation, he simply spread his fan to block Xie Ming's attack Looking at him, I leaned up and kissed him lightly on the corner of the lips: "It's done."

Before he could retreat, a huge force surrounded his waist.

The corners of Xie Mo's lips pursed, as if aggrieved: "Liar."

Chu Zhaoliu gladly accepted the title, and taking advantage of Xie Ming's poor mind, he coaxed: "It's not convenient today, how about it, if you succeed in overcoming your demons and regain consciousness, I will kiss you three times a day."

Xie Ming still grabbed his wrist, not convinced: "You lied."

"I won't lie to you this time."

While making up nonsense, Chu Zhaoliu said in his heart, the words are from Chu Zhaoliu's mouth, so what does it matter to me, Chu Zhaoliu?

His smile is sweet and gentle, just like a seductive little fox: "If I lie to you, I will let you handle it without complaint."

The allure of the words "at your disposal" is indeed very high.

Xie Ming was quiet for a while, and his voice sank slightly: "You said that."

Chu Zhaoliu opened his mouth, and suddenly felt something was wrong, as if he had dug another hole for himself.

But—even if Xie Ming still remembers when he wakes up, and he turns his back on him, what can Xie Ming do to him?

Xie Ming who returned to normal is a rational and reserved gentleman.

Chu Zhaoliu grinned: "Yes, I said, I lied to you as a puppy."

Xie Ming didn't take it seriously, and let go of his waist.

After playing with this silly and obedient Xie Ming enough, Chu Zhaoliu picked up the business, put down his fan and asked, "Do you still remember what happened in the illusion woven by Hu Yao?"

Xie Ming shook his head blankly.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't have too high hopes, as he guessed, it was Xie Ming's inner demon who knew what happened in the illusion.

If the demon Xie Ming wakes up in the past few days, he still has to find a way to make a routine.

According to Hu Yao's words at the beginning, he did not weave the illusion himself, but he was controlled by the fallen immortal to weave it.

The Fallen Immortal's intentions, which were previously incomprehensible, are now very clear.

The fallen immortal wanted him to be Xie Ming's demon.

As for why it was him and not someone else... I am afraid that there is really some kind of fate between him and Xie Ming.

That day when Gu Junyi was in Feihualou, the red line mysteriously calculated for him seemed to be true, not because he was drunk and drunk.

If Gu Junyi can count, so can Fallen Immortal.

Judging from the perverted deeds of fallen immortals, he can't sell the tragedy of "the other is in each other's hearts, but one of them becomes the other's demon, beheaded and killed in a frenzy, and after waking up, he is in pain." Stories should be of interest.

Especially because he made it by himself.

Fallen Immortal is an extremely conceited and arrogant person, even trying to weave the fate of others.

No wonder his avatar was so crazy. Fortunately, the avatar related to the soul of fate was seriously injured, and the main body could not avoid it. Otherwise, if they worked so hard, it would be useless.

With Gu Junyi's speed, he should be almost at Fuyue Mountain.

The extreme north is so far away, the eldest brother has not arrived yet.

Chu Zhaoliu thought about it messily, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Xie Ming rested his chin on the back of his hand, quietly accompanying him.

There was a fight last night, and his hair was still disheveled, making his brows more handsome and attractive, but compared to his usual meticulous and moonlike appearance, he was a little more leisurely and lazy.

He felt as if he had been scratched by something, he took out a comb, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Thank you, Sect Master, let me comb your hair for you."

As a result, for the next three days, Xie Mo wore the hair that Chu Zhaoliu combed for him every day, and he didn't even touch Chu Zhaoliu's hair if he wanted to tear it apart.

But Xie Ming's inner demon never controlled his body again.

Perhaps it was because of bullying Chu Zhaoliu that night, Xie Ming's subconscious rationality suppressed the demons back, so as not to let him out and bully him again.

During the waiting time, Yan Zhuchen also refined the soul fragrance and the unsealed elixir.

Everything was ready, Chu Zhaoliu played with the bamboo tower jade tablet and thought about it.

The maid who gave him the jade card had said that if he needed something, he would find the person from the bamboo building to show the jade plate, but...he didn't know where to find the person from the bamboo building.

Chu Zhaoliu thought for a while, then looked at Yan Zhuchen: "Brother Yan, where is the largest and most prosperous city nearby?"

Since you don't know where to find someone, let someone find you yourself.

That afternoon, Chu Zhaoliu skillfully knocked Xie Ming unconscious, found a carriage for transportation from the storage ring, borrowed a horse from Shenyaogu, hung the jade plaque on the outside of the carriage, and took Yan Zhuchen and Xie Ming with him. Ming, unsteadily entered the most prosperous city nearby.

Chu Zhaoliu's carriage is carved with a thousand-year-old sacred wood, which is fragrant and pleasant. The carvings on it are exquisite and complicated. Under the tassels, the jingling bell is luxurious and eye-catching.

The carriage circled around the city, and when night fell, it stopped in front of the largest inn in the city.

Such a ostentation, the city is buzzing, and it has been spread all over the place.

After entering the inn room, Yan Zhuchen still had doubts: "It is rumored that the bamboo building is hidden in an unknown fairy mountain, can you really attract people in the downtown area?"

"Brother Yan, you don't think that the news about the bamboo building was brought back to the mountain by cranes?"

Chu Zhaoliu poured a cup of tea calmly. The tea was boiling hot and the smoke was curling up. He rubbed the cup of tea and said leisurely, "I probably don't have to wait until this cup of tea gets cold."

Before the words fell, there was a knock on the door.

No need to wait for the heat of the tea to dissipate, the people who listened to the bamboo building came to the door.

Chu Zhaoliu raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Yan Zhuchen, and went to open the door himself.

The one who came was an acquaintance, the maid in green who had sent him and Xie Ming away.

The maid in green stood outside the door and smiled slightly at the two of them: "Master Chu, it's been a long time. I didn't expect you to call us in this way. My master also thinks it's very interesting. The master is waiting for the three of you, please follow me." Come."

Chu Zhaoliu dropped the teacup and hugged Xie Ming, calmly and naturally: "Let's go."

Yan Zhuchen saw that he hugged him a lot, and he was not so impacted, so he pretended not to see it.

However, the corners of the maidservant's eyes in blue twitched uncontrollably, and she quietly glanced at Xie Ming who was being held in her arms, her face with a perfect smile was subtle for a moment, she winked and didn't ask what should not be asked, leading the Chu Zhaoliu and Yan Zhuchen went downstairs and entered among the flowers in the courtyard.

A brand new single teleportation array is in between.

The maid took Chu Zhaoliu's jade card and activated the teleportation array.

After the white light passed, the Tingzhulou covered by smoke and mist appeared in front of him again.

It was less than fifteen, and Tingzhulou was still open. There were no noisy guests, and only the rustling of the bamboo forest in the wind could be heard. It was worthy of the elegant name of "Tingzhulou".

Luo Louzhu, who hadn't seen him for a long time, was sitting in the pavilion among the bamboo forests, still wearing a loose jacket, quite casual, looking over with light green eyes, and also subtly glanced at Xie Ming in Chu Zhaoliu's arms, with a smile on his lips. Smiling: "Ever since I heard that Sect Master Xie was under the influence of the demon, I guessed that Mr. Chu would come one day, but I didn't expect it to be so early. It seems that the mysterious people who are fighting in Lihai are really quite sharp."

Just a few casual words revealed a lot of news that outsiders shouldn't know.

Chu Zhaoliu's expression didn't change, he winked at Yan Zhuchen, strode over, and boasted with a half-hearted smile: "Lord Luo's news is really well-informed."

Seeing the intimacy of him hugging Xie Ming, Lou Zhu showed a bit of pity: "The last time we met, I saw that Sect Master Xie was interested in Young Master Chu, but Young Master Chu didn't realize it. Now it seems that Sect Master Xie also has to pay for it." I wish."

He has a principle, everything is voluntary, and he doesn't start with people who belong to him.

Yan Zhuchen looked at the unrestrained and unrestrained landlord Luo, and bowed his hands politely: "I am in the valley of magic medicine, Yan Zhuchen, I have heard the name of the landlord for a long time, it is a pleasure to meet you."

"Why does Miracle Doctor Yan have to be self-effacing, it is Luo who is lucky." The host Luo resolutely gave up on Chu Zhaoliu, turned his head to see Yan Zhuchen's face clearly, and his attitude suddenly became more enthusiastic, "I heard that Miracle Doctor Yan is not yet married, nor does he have a sweetheart ?”

Chu Zhaoliu's eyelids twitched.

This one really is a meat-vegetarian, here he comes again.

Yan Zhuchen didn't quite understand what he was doing when he asked this question, but Luo Zhuzhu's attitude was kind and sincere, and he didn't mean to offend at all, so he suppressed his doubts and answered truthfully: "No."

Luo Louzhu's eyes lighted up slightly, he grabbed his hand, and said affectionately: "I hit it off with Miracle Doctor Yan, I wonder if I'm lucky enough to invite a beautiful woman to enjoy the moon together?"

It's true that Yan Zhuchen is a gentle beast, but he has always been the one who insults others with a sudden, nasty remark, and no one has ever been stunned by him for being a beast.

Luo Louzhu turned Yan Zhuchen's information in his mind, and his smile deepened: "I have been suffering from frequent headaches recently, and I have long wanted to ask the doctor Yan to help me. I wonder if the hundred thousand spirit stones can invite the doctor to come out of the valley and grow up with me." talk?"

Yan Zhuchen, who realized that he was being molested and was slightly angry, immediately lost his anger, and cut off the beginning and the end of Lou Zhu's words, leaving only "one hundred thousand spirit stones" echoing in his ears.

Chu Zhaoliu knew Yan Zhuchen's money-obsessed temperament very well, and was afraid that this fellow would really sell himself, so he immediately interrupted the conversation: "Lord, please put the rest aside, I am here this time to ask for news about something. , how many spirit stones are needed, the landlord can mention it."

He deliberately bit down on the word "Lingshi", and cryptically warned Lou Zhu not to make any messy requests.

Master Luo was interrupted from his good deeds, looked at Chu Zhaoliu's face, and was not angry: "Mr. Chu's grandfather is known as the Immortal of Many Treasures. It is rumored that there are treasures piled up in his storage ring. The ring was passed on to the only daughter. Now It should have been passed on to Young Master Chu again, what is it that even Young Master Chu has no clue about?"

Master Luo knew about this, Chu Zhaoliu was not surprised, raised his eyebrows: "Spirit-inducing stove."

Lord Luo was lost in thought.

Judging by his reaction, he must have heard of the Soul Inducing Furnace.

There is a play.

Chu Zhaoliu was overjoyed, and he wasn't going to fight for a little bit of profit with Lou Zhu. He lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, and said bluntly: "I know the rules of the bamboo building, and I can directly explain to the landlord What—it's this ring, how?"

Rao Luo Louzhu, who is used to strong winds and waves, still unavoidably let out a sigh of relief, his heartbeat and astonishment were equally divided, and he even subconsciously straightened his body: "Mr. Chu is willing?"

Chu Zhaoliu said indifferently: "Compared to Xie Ming, it's not as good as dung."

Luo Louzhu was really shocked.

There are all kinds of people who come to listen to the Zhulou transaction, some want peerless skills, some want heavenly materials and earthly treasures, some want magical weapons, and some want a certain person's life.

The only thing in common is that the vast majority of people come here for themselves, full of greed.

The things in Chu Zhaoliu's ring are probably comparable to a treasure.

He threw it lightly, as if it was really dust and dung inside.

He is for others.

This Young Master Chu really likes Sect Master Xie very much.

What a spendthrift master.

Luo Louzhu couldn't help feeling a little bit envious of Xie Ming, his eyes lingered on Chu Zhaoliu's ring for a while, heaved a long sigh, and shook his head decisively: "I can't make this deal."

Chu Zhaoliu withdrew his smile, touched the nameless sword at his waist, and said calmly, "Why?"

"If I really made this deal, I'm afraid that sister She will never recognize me as an older brother again in this life." Louzhu Luo looked away with a sharp heart, and spread his hands helplessly, "Master Chu has saved sister She several times. , this transaction, of course, is the same as last time, without any price."

Chu Zhaoliu was stunned, his mood was up and down, and he didn't realize it for a while: "Your sister?"

The landlord Luo was very surprised: "No way, Mr. Chu doesn't know? Zhou Duchun in Yuqing Palace, the little girl is called Luo Duchun outside, you should have met him several times. Actually, this time you come, I have to speak to you on behalf of my sister-in-law." You and Sect Master Xie apologize, my little girl is young and ignorant, and that "Zhao Liu Ding Ding Lu" was written at will, and we didn't expect it to be so popular..."

Chu Zhaoliu's voice suddenly rose a notch: "So that thing was written by your sister?!"

Master Luo was even more shocked: "So you don't know anything?!"

broken.

He completely exposed the little sister!