How to cough up blood

In the main hall of Cangwu Peak, which is snowing all the year round, a huge and complex sealing circle slowly rose.

When Zhuang Cheng came over with Wen Chu and Hai Shengping, they were blocked outside. It was not until three days later that the magic circle slowly melted open.

Gu Mianliang's tired voice came from inside: "Come in."

This kind of sealing circle consumes a lot of spiritual power, and it cannot be broken unless the monks of the Mahayana period agree to it.

Seeing this situation, Zhuang Cheng's face darkened, and he had already prepared for the worst, and the three of them entered the hall together through the melted hole.

But the reality is often worse.

Fuzhi lay on the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed. Gu Mianliangzai carefully wiped all the traces on his body with medicine, but those traces left by Yin Lingxi caused a demonic energy. During the few days in the cave, Fuzhi's The body is constantly being irrigated with demonic energy, so even if there is an elixir, it will not disappear in a short time.

Wen Chu is proficient in medical skills, so she naturally knows what it is. Her beautiful eyes immediately turned red, and she looked at the silent little uncle, and said in a trembling voice: "Junior uncle, Fuzhi junior brother... that demon young emperor... ?”

The air was eerily silent for a moment.

After a long time, Zhuang Cheng, the always gentle leader, clasped his palms and said angrily, "Demons, you are too deceitful!!"

The smile on Hai Shengping's mouth disappeared, he weighed the counter in his hand, and walked out with a cold face.

Gu Mianliang's hoarse voice sounded: "Where are you going?"

Hai Shengping's voice was cold and hard: "I'm weak, and the only thing I can do is this life-severing technique that deduces the secrets of heaven." His eyes were sore, and he couldn't bear to look at his little brother, "If you risk my life, I will I also want to cut off the lives of the demons!"

"Ah Fu's Dao heart has a crack."

A calm sentence, but Hai Shengping couldn't move a step, he turned around suddenly: "Little uncle?!"

"How could this be?" Wen Chu went to check Fuzhi's pulse, but was bounced away by the protective circle around him.

Gu Mianliang opened her eyes, her face became more elegant and pale, and her dark pupils swept over, "The three of you stay here and take good care of Ah Fu."

Zhuang Cheng couldn't help but said: "Little uncle, the crack in the heart of Dao is not a trivial matter, should we ask Master Dao Shenzi to come out of the mountain?"

"Senior brother is unnecessary," Gu Mianliang stood up, "I'll make it up for now."

"..."

Zhuang Cheng and the others looked at each other, shocked.

Seeing that Gu Mianliang was about to leave, Hai Shengping hurriedly said, "Uncle, where are you going?"

Gu Mianliang stopped in his footsteps, and glanced at it plainly, but there was an inexplicable smell of blood, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly: "Go to the Demon Race."

-

His consciousness was drowsy, his dreams were messy, his memories of being in the God Realm and the memories of this world were mixed together into a net of needles, and the pain caused by the splitting of his soul made him have a splitting headache.

Ah Ruan calmed down the pain for his master.

There was a silver imprint between the eyebrows of the cold-faced Sword Master. He slowly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him gradually changed from blurred to clear.

Ah Ruan: [Master, you are awake, are you sleeping comfortably? 】

Fuzhi: 【Fortunately, let me tell you about the current situation. 】

Ah Ruan obediently talked about Fuzhi's coma for the past five days, and Fuzhi raised his brows slightly, wondering what to do next.

After a while, his brows were relieved, and he sighed: 【The next scenes will be hard to act...】

Fuzhi adjusted his expression and quickly entered the acting state.

……

The three of Zhuang Cheng stayed in the Cangwu Hall closely.

"Is the younger brother still awake?"

Wen Chu shook his head: "Just...it took a lot of time to cleanse the demonic energy. The younger brother not only lost his spiritual consciousness, but also suffered a lot of damage to his body."

Hai Shengping's expression was tangled, "Actually, a few days ago, I did a calculation for my junior brother."

Zhuang Cheng: "The bad thing has been fulfilled."

"It's not this one," Hai Shengping pondered. "It was earlier, during the time when Junior Brother's eyes turned back. I accidentally calculated that there was no red thread on the way of Junior Brother's cultivation."

No root red thread means evil fate, Zhuang Cheng's face is not very good-looking, "Why didn't you say it earlier."

Hai Shengping: "I thought I made a mistake at the time, after all, the fate of junior brother is extremely unpredictable, but..." He looked at the one he had just calculated, with a slightly dignified tone, "I did the calculation again, originally The red line was still very faint, but now it has turned blood red."

That means that he did not miscalculate the rootless red thread, and the relationship between Junior Brother Fuzhi and the rootless red thread is getting deeper and deeper.

Hai Shengping had a vague guess in his heart, he looked at Zhuang Cheng, "Brother, I think your decision to accept apprentice for junior is really inappropriate."

Wen Chu was slightly startled: "You mean, the younger brother's evil fate is his apprentice named Yin Lingxi?"

"Impossible!" Zhuang Cheng flicked his sleeves and said decisively, "Junior brother is the most responsible, he will never do incest between master and apprentice!"

"Naturally, Junior Brother's temperament will not be clearly stated," Hai Shengping calmly analyzed, "But whether it was his backlash last time, or this time he was humiliated by the Demon Race Young Emperor..."

"Brother."

The two simple words made Hai Shengping shut his mouth immediately. He turned around in a daze, looked at Fuzhi who came out of the bedroom at some time and stood in the middle of the hall, "Junior Brother?"

The person standing there had a pale complexion, a weak and sick look on his cold face, long black eyelashes drooping quietly, loose black hair, a simple long robe, and slender fingers The placket, the figure looks a little thin.

The three of them suddenly became tense, Hai Shengping thought about what he said just now, and wished he could slap himself, he said cautiously: "Senior Brother, I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I was excited for a while..."

He spoke incoherently, opened his mouth, and finally sighed dejectedly, Zhuang Cheng and Wen Chu also looked at each other speechlessly.The damage has already been done, and no matter how distressed they are, it is too late.

The air gradually became silent, like a pair of invisible hands, which made my heart ache.

Finally, Zhuang Cheng stepped forward, held Fuzhi's icy wrist, and said in a low voice: "Junior brother, I will not let the young emperor of the Demon Race go."

However, Fuzhi withdrew his hand back, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Zhuang Cheng was stunned.

The silver lines between Fuzhi's brows flickered slightly, and the tooth marks could still be seen on the finger bones, but his eyes were still clear, and he asked doubtfully, "Who is the Young Emperor of the Demon Race?"

After these words fell, it was as if the cold winter had swept through, making my heart feel cold.

"there is no one."

The door of the main hall was opened suddenly, and Gu Mianliang stepped in. His body was wrapped in a bitter chill, and he could vaguely smell an inexplicable bloody smell, but it was suppressed by the green bamboo fragrance.

He checked Tan Fuzhi's pulse first, and finally the stone in his heart fell, and then he gently rubbed Fuzhi's head with a firm voice.

"They said the wrong thing. You just went to an illusion to save your apprentice, so you were injured and cultivated. Where is the young emperor of the demon race?"

Fuzhi frowned and thought about it carefully, but he could only recall sporadic and unclear fragments. The deeper he thought, the more obvious the dull pain in his consciousness became. His face gradually turned pale, "I can't remember..."

"It's okay," Gu Mianliang comforted in a warm voice, "You were injured too badly this time, I left a repair circle in your body." sink slightly.

"It's right here, don't touch it easily, you know?"

"Thank you, uncle." Fu Zhi's brows relaxed slightly, "Lingxi is all right."

Gu Mianliang paused, and after a while, her voice was normal, "It's okay, Ah Fu, you go to rest first, I'll ask him to see you later."

Fuzhi responded tiredly, and obediently went back to rest.

After he closed the door of the bedroom, Gu Mianliang looked away, and casually set up a sound-proof circle, looked at the three of Hai Shengping and the three with strange expressions, and said softly, "If you have any questions, tell me quickly."

Zhuang Cheng frowned: "Martial uncle, what does little junior brother remember?"

Gu Mianliang: "I have sealed all the memories of the young emperor of the Demon Race with a formation."

"What? The junior brother is close to the fusion period. Does the memory say that the seal can be sealed?"

Gu Mianliang closed her eyes for a long time, her voice hoarse, "When I sealed it, I basically didn't encounter any resistance from Ah Fu Zhihai."

Generally speaking, when the more powerful monks are forced to seal their memories, their resistance from the sea of ​​consciousness will be very fierce. If there is no resistance, it can only mean... this memory is very painful for them and they are willing to escape of.

Zhuang Cheng was silent.

After a while, he looked at Gu Mianliang with a complicated expression.

As the person who seals the memory, Junior Martial Uncle will naturally see what happened to Junior Junior Brother in that memory during the sealing process.He knew what the little uncle was thinking, and now he couldn't imagine what kind of mood the little uncle was in.

Wen Chu: "How long can the seal last?"

Gu Mianliang: "Let Ah Fu maintain a peaceful mind, it should be able to seal for about ten years."

"It's too short..." Hai Shengping couldn't help but said.

Gu Mianliang's dark eyes were as calm as stagnant water, and he said warmly, "As long as no one talks nonsense in front of Ah Fu, I can make this seal last forever."

He closed his eyes, and said calmly: "The young emperor of the demon clan is not in the demon clan. I killed the six leaders of their seven demon palaces. Zhuang Cheng, I think that the demon clan has a treasure that can attract all races, and This treasure will allow the demons to be plundered endlessly, don't you think?"

It was clearly a discussion tone, but it made people feel creepy for no reason.

Zhuang Cheng saluted respectfully, "You are right."

"Next, I'm going to retreat for a while, and Qingzhu Mountain will be banned," Gu Mianliang explained some things about the seal in detail. Seeing that the three of them responded well, he was reluctantly relieved. Before leaving, he narrowed his eyes as if thinking of something. eyes.

"By the way, where is Yin Lingxi?"

Hai Shengping said: "In the back mountain of the main hall, after the wounds were treated, they were sent back to the bamboo hut. I just wanted to see my junior brother all the time."

Gu Mianliang remembered what she saw in Fuzhi's memory, "Oh? I'll go see him."

……

Yin Lingxi sent the news to the demon clan as early as the day he came out of Donghe Mountain, but he still failed to stop Gu Mianliang from killing the demon clan. Osprey was the only leader of the seven demon palaces left.

Osprey: "Young Emperor, what do you plan to do?"

Yin Lingxi's eyes were cold and cold, and he didn't have any obvious reaction to the death of so many people from the demon clan. He looked at the sound transmission Lingyu: "Fortunately, if you die, you will die, and then you will be selected from the bottom."

Osprey responded and said worriedly: "Young Emperor, the sacrificial blood line has already appeared in the ancient beam magic circle, and it will be the first to fall on you soon."

The sacrificial blood line is the medium through which the ancestral demon stops life to extract supplies. Once it appears, it means that the time for this supply extraction is very approaching.

"The purer the demon energy, the deeper the bondage of the bloodline will be. I'm worried about you..."

Yin Lingxi said: "How long will it take for the blood line to come?"

After the blood line comes, it will immediately extract the vitality and magic energy from the demon's body, and live in the pain of scraping the bone every day until the supply of this extraction is over.

But whether he can live after the extraction is another matter.

This is the fate of the demons and the curse in their blood. Every 1000 years, the demons will have such a big change of blood.

Osprey said: "There are still about two months."

Yin Lingxi calculated in his mind for a moment, cut off the sound transmission Lingyu, and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just at this moment, an oppressive aura came suddenly, and the whole bamboo house exploded.

Yin Lingxi's pupils shrank, his whole body tensed up, and the devilish energy was about to burst out of his body, but he forcibly held back at the last moment.

Suddenly, a strong force came from his neck.

Someone clamped his neck and threw him to the ground so hard that he almost crushed his throat.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Yin Lingxi opened his eyes with difficulty, "Master Uncle..."

"I don't know... Lingxi... did something wrong cough cough... what's the matter..."

Gu Mian lowered his head expressionlessly, pinching his neck, his cold hand was like a cold snake, showing its fangs, wanting to bite or not.

After a while, he let go of his hand and said inexplicably, "You like Ah Fu."

Yin Lingxi coughed for a while, "You...what are you talking about?"

"I can see that you don't have to pretend to be good here." Gu Mian said lightly.

Yin Lingxi was silent, and after a while, he admitted: "That's right, I like Shizun." He slowly clenched his palms, and his body also tensed up.

But unexpectedly, Gu Mianliang simply hummed.

Yin Lingxi paused: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

Gu Mianliang didn't speak, but looked at him instead, and said seriously: "Can you always like him, protect him, and be nice to him forever?"

Yin Lingxi was stunned for a moment, then looked solemn, and made an oath: "I, Yin Lingxi, promise that I will only love Master Fuzhi in this life and protect him forever. If not, my eternal life will stop at the foundation-building stage and my path to immortality will be cut off."

A red mark flashed between his brows, and he vowed to be supervised by the Dao of Heaven, and if he failed to do so, the punishment would be fulfilled one by one.However, he himself cultivates demons, and the constraints of this oath are equivalent to nothing for him.

Gu Mianliang regained consciousness, got up slowly, and said calmly, "I see."

"Ah Fu's memory in Donghe Mountain has been sealed by me, so don't mention it again in the future."

After finishing speaking, no matter how Yin Lingxi reacted, he turned around and walked slowly towards the direction of Qingzhu Mountain, step by step, without the killing intent that Yin Lingxi imagined.

Yin Lingxi stood up and said to Gu Mianliang's figure, "Uncle Master, why do you ask me this question?"

Gu Mianliang didn't answer him, and disappeared from Cangwu Peak in a flash, returning to Qingzhu Mountain.

After he raised his hand to lower the restraint of Green Bamboo Mountain, his face suddenly turned pale, he knelt down on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, his chest heaved unceasingly, and the spiritual energy rushed through his meridians.

"..."

Tear open the thunder barrier, seal Ah Fu's memory, and slaughter the demons...all of these things are extremely exhausting. If it weren't for his solid cultivation, his body would have fallen into a deep sleep long ago.

It took a long time for the handsome man in blue and white hair to wipe off the blood from his lips, showing a helpless but bleak smile, "...Why did I ask you that question?"

"Because Ah Fu likes you..."

When he sealed Fuzhi's memory, he discovered Fuzhi's affection for Yin Lingxi, who would rather suffer humiliation than protect someone.

In the beginning, he wanted to kill Yin Lingxi and seal it with the memory of Yin Lingxi, but...he failed.

He was reluctant.

That was the Ah Fu whom he looked up to with one hand, the Ah Fu whom he kept at the top of his heart.

He couldn't see Fuzhi being wronged, and he couldn't see him suffering alone in the shackles of the master-student taboo, so he came to test Yin Lingxi's thoughts.After getting a definite answer, he feared that Yin Lingxi would see Fuzhi being humiliated and treat him badly in the future, so he led Yin Lingxi to swear.

Gu Mianliang always puts herself in the position of guardian, and all her plans and schemes are for Fuzhi alone.

"One more thing..." he murmured, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, a spirit butterfly flew out of the green bamboo mountain and landed in Zhuang Cheng's hand.

After finishing, the Green Bamboo Mountain fell completely silent.

-

On the other side, Yin Lingxi was called by Zhuang Cheng to the Cangwu Hall, and after a long time of being told, he was finally allowed to meet Fuzhi.

Fuzhi stood by the window of the bedroom, his shoulders suddenly sank, someone put on a cloak for him, he was slightly taken aback, then turned around and said: "Lingxi?"

The young man behind him smiled at him, and said softly, "Master, are you feeling better?"

The young man stretched his brows and eyes, and his beautiful eyes were curved, like a handful of clear water.

Fuzhi's heart burned, and a strange feeling like a warm fire slowly spread throughout his body. He only felt that his apprentice smiled very beautifully today, and those warm eyes seemed to contain indescribable affection.

Huanqing Gu releases strong affection, his heartbeat is speeding up, the seed of love, which is called love, quickly multiplies roots, domineeringly occupying every corner of his heart.

Fuzhi looked back almost in a panic, and forced himself to calm down, lest his apprentice would notice his heartbeat.

Yin Lingxi saw all the changes in his eyes and smiled: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Zhi's finger bones holding the cloak turned white, his throat was dry, "It's nothing."

"Master is fine, but this disciple has something very important to tell Master," Yin Lingxi held his master's hand, his eyes were clear and his tone was serious, he said——

"Master, I like you."