Yuanshin: The way to become stronger is to hurt yourself

"No ..."

"Did you hear the voice in your heart? He's saying he misses you, isn't he?"

"..."

Feng Ling's rhetoric that has been practiced for many years seems to be very useful at this time. It is worthy of him that he used to chat with the young people in Gui Li Ji every day.

"If you feel that you are guilty, how about paying back with the contract of protecting Liyue?"

"…it is good."

Jin Peng followed Feng Ling's words, and when his words fell, a golden contract emerged from the sky, and those who broke their promises would be punished by eating rocks.

Then, Feng Ling felt that Jin Peng's aura seemed to be a little brighter than when he first met him.

Although he was a lot colder than he used to be, but after all, he didn't look like he was full of despair.

"Tsk... This is so-so, and the tattoo is not bad."

"Uh…"

From that day on, the wanderer who had left Liyue finally returned to his hometown, and all the sufferings he had experienced would become his strength to face disasters.

And the ray of light in his life still shines.

Feng Ling let Jin Peng join the Yakshas, ​​became the Dharma Protector Yaksha, Jinpeng General, and the four Yakshas became the Five Yakshas. It was already a year later when he proposed to change a name.

The weather was a little bit cold that day, when Feng Ling went out, Zhong Li forced him to put on a robe, and then he turned his head and put another thick robe on Jin Peng, wrapping him tightly.

There is a prominent place on the coastline above Guiliyuan. Feng Ling likes to come here to relax when he has nothing to do. After all, he is the demon god of the sea.

Moreover, he felt that Yunlaihai had become uneasy recently.

Jin Peng followed Feng Ling, and now he has become a little reticent. He stopped calling Feng Ling brother, as if he wanted to say that he had matured?

"Feng Ling... give me a new name, please?"

"Huh? Why did you suddenly think of this? Doesn't the name Jinpeng sound good?"

"This name... belongs to the innocent, unpolluted past. Now I can't bear such a clean name. It's time to change it."

"The name is just a title. If you want to change it, there is nothing...Let me think about it, what sounds better."

Feng Ling projected his gaze to the somewhat dim sky at the moment, recalling that Jin Peng should belong to the category of mountain fairy beasts.

"Drill, let's call it 'Drill', what do you think?"

"Drill...um."

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Chapter 170 IX Mandrill's Gift

The war between demon gods is chaotic and cruel. Liyue has become chaotic for a long time, including but not limited to the attacking demon gods, the sudden appearance of a large number of monsters, and sometimes vicious natural weather.

Although there are usually a lot, this frequency is obviously not the same, it is simply terrible.

As for Mond, which borders Liyue, it is much more peaceful. The only Northern Wind Wolf King who contended with Wendy voluntarily gave up his status as a demon god and chose to hide in the Benlang collar.

However, because Feng Ling had seen the previous events of the sun and the moon, he probably knew that Tianli would intervene and control the victors of the demon god war, and the last seven demon gods must correspond.

Thinking of this, he silently glanced at Zhongli who was sitting opposite him and drinking tea, he must be one of them.

The small pavilion on Tianheng Mountain outside Liyue Harbor is a place where Fengling and Zhongli often come. It is a kind of pastime to come here to rest after the war.

"My lord, Feng Ling... a large number of monsters have appeared in the rocky abyss, and the Ruotuo Dragon King is leading his troops to resist."

At this time, Jinpeng... should be called Mandrill now, came here in a hurry to convey the news, Zhong Li sighed silently after hearing this, and then put the teacup away.

"Let's go."

"Wait... Zhongli, I'll go too!"

"Okay, but... you are not allowed to go to the front line."

"Uh…"

Perhaps it was because of the chaos of the earth veins. The speed at which monsters were naturally generated on the mainland became extremely fast, enough to cause a large amount of chaos. There are also large monsters tens of meters and hundreds of meters high.

As for some outer passes, they have become ruins.

Zhongli waved his hand to hold the rock spear, and went straight up without saying much, while Mandrill also took the He Puyuan that Zhongli had given him before, and followed closely behind.

Feng Ling originally wanted to fight with a weapon, but it turned out that...he didn't seem to have a weapon.

"Uh... oh~ Should I consider getting myself a weapon? Can the craftsmen in Liyue Port make weapons that I can use..."

His voice seemed to be heard by Mandrill who had just left not far away, which made his expression slightly stunned, and he had a plan in mind.

The chaos in the stratum rock abyss subsided quickly under Zhongli's pacification, the battlefield was in a mess, and the Tianxingyan spears were scattered.

Mandrill stood on the battlefield, his cheeks were stained with blood, and the wound was healing slowly, Feng Ling walked to his side and silently healed his wound.

Feng Ling recalled the battle of Mandrill just now, it was more like a dance of killing dancing on the battlefield, beautiful but chilling.

"Feng Ling...do you want a weapon?"

"Eh?"

On the other side, Zhongli and Ruotuo were talking about something more serious.

"My lord... the bottom of the layered rock abyss seems to be getting more and more chaotic."

"Well... I will find a way to solve it."

……

It's night, tonight is a rare and peaceful time, there are no disturbing clouds in the sky, only the moonlight enough to illuminate the entire continent.

Feng Ling received an invitation from Mandrill to go to Dihuayuan for a talk.

Under the shroud of stars, the newly born snow mountain of Mond in the distance is unusually conspicuous, that is the former Fendenir, and now the nameless snow mountain.

"Drill why did you ask me to come out so late, I don't think it's anything too common."

Before Feng Ling walked to Dihuazhou, she never knew where to pick a sunset fruit to eat. The rare peaceful time must be spent well.

When they arrived at Dihuayuan, there was no sign of Mandrill yet. Feng Ling planned to wait here for a while, but in a trance, he heard the sound of sharp knives piercing the air around him.

It's not fighting with people, it's more like dancing with a weapon in hand.

"Oh…"

Feng Ling seemed to know who it was, and walked towards the sound, brushing aside some dog tails that grew thickly on the Dihuayuan.

He only saw a young man with black hair holding the green gun in his hand on the flat land shrouded in moonlight, dancing a war dance in the breeze.

The dance steps are sharp and graceful, and the dancers are also good-looking. The beauty of this beautiful day is pleasing to the eye.

Mandrill saw Feng Ling coming, but he didn't stop, as if he wanted to show Feng Ling on purpose, after dancing the whole dance, only the lonely figure of the boy standing under the moonlight was left.

Then, under this composition, another person slowly appeared, and it was Feng Ling walking towards him.

"You dance really well, when did you practice it?"

"Feng Ling, I..."

"Little golden bird, call me brother."

"..."

Mandrill was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, and called out the title he hadn't said for a long time.

"Feng Ling...brother."

"Hey."

Feng Ling smiled in satisfaction. Mandrill seemed to have grown up a lot, and he was now as shy as before calling him "brother".

However, Feng Ling liked this feeling, and the blushing mandrill seemed to be more agile than usual.

"What's the matter with calling me here, isn't it just for me to appreciate your dance?"

"Of course...Of course not, I want...to give you a present."

"Eh?"

Mandrill's voice was clear and deep, and with a wave of his hands, a ring-shaped weapon in the shape of a magic weapon appeared between the two of them.

Gold, metallic, with a hollow ball in the center of the ring and two long tassels on either side.

"I begged Liuyun to borrow Zhenjun Feng to create a weapon that belongs exclusively to you."

"...You heard me talking to myself that day. In fact, it doesn't matter if I have a weapon or not, but...thanks anyway."

When the little golden bird grew up, she would give gifts to her brother, Feng Ling expressed her great satisfaction.

However, True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind can even forge weapons. I don't know what level he has evolved to.

Under the moonlight at this moment, Mandrill's gaze was a little deep, looking straight at the handsome face in front of him, and his tear mole. What he never said was that the things that supported him to survive during those hundreds of years The only belief is the demon god in front of him.

"Give him a name, will you?"

Mandrill was unaware that he had spoken, he only saw the demon god on the opposite side entering deep thought.

"It's the weapon you gave me, why not name it after the two of us, or call it...Xiaoling Symbiosis? How about it?"

"…Good name."

Mandrill smiled and nodded, looking at the joyful smile of the demon god in front of him, he seemed to be unable to help himself.

The moonlight is intoxicating, this has been said since ancient times, Mandrill did not believe it at first, but now, he felt that he had really drunk, and everything in front of him became hazy.

When he came back to his senses, the state of the two had changed.

"Drill, you..."

Feng Ling's eyes widened at this moment, and he didn't even call the "little golden bird", because the mandrill just approached him suddenly, and he didn't realize what the other party was going to do for a while, and then...

He was kissed on the lips.

Mandrill, who realized what he had done, paused for a moment, then turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"Hey! Little...little golden bird, don't go away..."

Feng Ling blinked in a daze.

Just ran away after this forced kiss?Little golden bird, I misread you!

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Chapter 180 Pure Heart

On the way back, Feng Ling kept replaying Mandrill's actions just now in his head. He liked him a little bit, and Feng Ling had discovered it before, but how should he respond to his expectations?

Oh, although I already have a relationship with Zhongli, it's not considered a relationship after all, so maybe it doesn't matter if I have a boyfriend?

It's just that the matter may need to be clarified with that guy Mandrill.

In the palm of Feng Ling's hand was still hovering the magic weapon that Mandrill had just given him. He tried to inject a little power into it, and then a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Where does it hurt?"

"…wrist?""

With a thought, a bloody wound appeared on his wrist. The pain made Feng Ling slightly stunned, and then healed in an instant.

"It's really good... I was worried that I couldn't control the strength of the knife, hehe."

The night breeze blew up the hem of his clothes. Normally, when he wasn't fighting, he wouldn't wear his divine attire. The bandage that contained a little bit of A Ling's soul had also become silent in recent years.

Maybe he also wants to travel far away like a bird.

"...Huh? There seems to be something moving around...?"

Feng Ling's keen hearing sensed very carefully that there seemed to be some slight commotion coming from the dogtail bushes by the roadside, not the wind blowing.

Out of caution, he approached a little bit closer, stretched out his hand to brush away the dog's tail bushes, and he saw a...

"Dreadfish?"

(ohhh, here comes the cameo, here comes the cameo)

The lower body is densely packed with disc tentacles like an octopus, and the upper body is a thing with a hard shell like a conch.

A tentacle monster that looks like a barnacle.

Isn't it the kind of monster in Yunlaihai that can bite people and spit venom?Feng Ling hated this thing when he was in the sea before.