Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 359 The Immortal caresses my head

Outside the house, the evening breeze was blowing gently. Several petals of various colors were swaying in the yard along the wind's trajectory, and fell in front of a window that was shining with a yellow light, and fell with a click.

Princess Xiangzhu might have fallen ill because of the four colored glaze jades. Zhao Wumian was a little anxious. He simply washed up and refreshed himself, then went to the empty room and sat down on the couch holding the green jade pendant.

Since Luo Xiangzhu met Zhao Wumian a few years ago, he has been taking her around everywhere, and she hasn't been home for more than half a year... She misses home so much that she often writes to her father, but she still doesn't go back.

Why? Wasn't it for Zhao Wumian? He felt that he could help Zhao Wumian and felt that it was not the right time to go home.

Therefore, even without mentioning the relationship between Zhao Wumian and Luo Xiangzhu, just based on this relationship, Zhao Wumian felt that he should take a risk for her.

Mu Lier pushed open the window, raised her hand to take a purple sunflower petal, pinched it with a little uneasiness, and looked back.

Zhao Wumian sat cross-legged on the couch with his eyes closed. According to Mu Lier's perception, if she hadn't seen him with her naked eyes, she would sometimes even think that there was no one on the couch.

Mu Lier knew that this was the result of Zhao Wumian mobilizing the drop of Luo Xiangzhu's heart essence and blood in his body.

The essence and blood in the heart was considered a part of the Crimson Pearl Jade. After so much time had passed, it had already been integrated into Zhao Wumian's limbs and bones through the repeated circulation of internal energy. It would take quite a bit of time just to unravel it and find it out.

However, Zhao Wumian's talent was unexpectedly high, and now it seemed to have borne fruit. As a result, the "illusory" characteristics of the Crimson Pearl Jade, which were like the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, gradually appeared in Zhao Wumian, which seemed to make his existence itself disappear.

Mu Lier is a relatively conservative warrior. She is the type who firmly believes in the sword in her hand and does not rely on external objects. She is obviously not willing to use things created by heaven and earth like the Crimson Pearl Jade and the Naraku Red Silk indiscriminately, so she feels a little palpitated and worried.

On the contrary, Xiao Lengyue was very generous. She taught Zhao Wumian everything she knew and let him figure it out on his own. Then she took off her clothes, took a hot bath happily, changed into a black nightgown, and sat in front of the dressing table, combing her long hair.

Between the black-black long hair, one can see a hint of snowy shoulders.

Su Qingqi and Xiao Yuanmu came to inquire about the situation. When they learned that Zhao Wumian was going to turn the green jade pendant into something that could enter his body, they were slightly shocked. They then went to arrange guards around the Tiangong Mansion to prevent any short-sighted thieves from coming to disturb him.

There were also many disciples from the Taixuan Palace accompanying them, and they were naturally arranged to stay in the Tiangong Palace together... Among the forces supported by the Detective Bureau, the people from the Taixuan Palace could actually live in peace and harmony at this moment, which was unique in the world.

Mu Lier closed the window, raised her hand to throw away the petals that had already turned to powder, and looked at Xiao Lengyue, "If this plan fails, what unexpected events will happen?"

"There is no precedent, no one knows, we can only wait and see what happens. Look, I even changed into this set of clothes and stayed in this room, isn't it just to put out the fire?"

Mu Lier glanced at Xiao Lengyue from the side. Her nightgown was thin, and the snow-white skin beneath the fabric was faintly visible. At the moment, she was sitting on a chair, with a round, slender waist that trembled with every movement.

"You are his aunt, and you are dressed like this. If he wakes up from his meditation and his breathing becomes unstable, he will see you and become confused and possessed. What will happen?"

"I'm his aunt, what can he be upset about?" Xiao Lengyue said casually while combing her long hair, then glanced at Mu Li'er and asked with interest:
"But Master Mu Jian... I heard that although you are his master, you are very young, only twenty-six. Wumian is not much different from you in age. You spend every day together and are very passionate about each other. Don't you have any other thoughts?"

"I'm his master, what else could I be thinking?" Mu Lier answered impartially with a stern face.

Xiao Lengyue smiled lightly twice and did not press the issue. She knew whether it was true or not, she would know it eventually... If the two of them were having an affair, now that they had met again after such a long separation, they would definitely make a fuss about it when they had some free time.

See if she doesn't catch him in the act...

The two women chatted casually for a few words, and Zhao Wumian's aura on the couch changed, which made their hearts tighten suddenly and they looked sideways.

Zhao Wumian's exposed skin turned slightly red, as if he had used the Heavenly Demon Blood Solution, but Xiao Lengyue could tell at a glance that this was the complete externalization of the Crimson Pearl Jade.

This step was quite smooth, probably because Zhao Wumian had tried it many times before in Naraku Hongsi.

The Naraku Red Silk is really a good thing. It is equivalent to giving Zhao Wumian unlimited opportunities for trial and error, but the side effects are a bit big.

On the couch, Zhao Wumian had already entered a state of meditation, his mind focused. Just as Xiao Lengyue thought, he had tried to mobilize the Naraku Red Silk many times before, so it didn't waste much time.

Looking inside at this moment, one can see a group of scarlet but insubstantial mist in the Dantian... This 'mist' is the crimson jade that Zhao Wumian had spent a lot of effort to extract from his limbs and bones.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it Crimson Pearl Qi. After all, Luo Xiangzhu's heart essence and blood had long been digested by Zhao Wumian.

This true energy clearly has the characteristics of the crimson pearl jade. It is real and fake, unpredictable, and not at all like ordinary internal energy that can be easily controlled. It is extremely difficult to deal with.

No wonder Mu Lier once said that Luo Xiangzhu practiced internal skills hard but could not develop internal energy... The characteristic of the crimson pearl jade is nothingness. Can you cultivate nothingness?

The fault is not with the little bamboo.

That is to say, Zhao Wumian had an unquestionable talent for martial arts, and he relied on the Naraku Red Silk to grind it for an unknown period of time before he transformed it into an amorphous internal energy that was like mist but not mist.

Compared with the previous 'nothingness', this 'fog' is actually a entity.

This undoubtedly proves Zhao Wumian's guess that the virtual and the real can be transformed into each other, otherwise it would be going to extremes... After all, solitary yin cannot grow, and solitary yang cannot be born, which goes against the laws of nature.

According to the Chen Nation's secret method, in order to transform emptiness into the body, one must first 'transform' the green jade pendant. However, Zhao Wumian has been carrying the green jade pendant for so long and has not noticed any signs that it can transform into emptiness. So he drew the crimson pearl true qi to gather in the palm of his hand, touching the green jade pendant, to see if it could help draw it a little.

However, this mist was extremely difficult to mobilize and could not be gathered in the palm of his hand. When he tried, it dispersed to his internal organs and meridians, causing Zhao Wumian's skin to turn red.

Zhao Wumian was in a dilemma. It felt like grabbing air, with no foothold at all. No wonder there had been no precedent in Chen Country for so many years.

Someone must have had the same idea as him before, but when he tried it, it was nothing but a fantasy, so he gave up.

Zhao Wumian had encountered a difficult situation, and the women in the room who had been paying close attention to him could tell.

Xiao Yuanmu came closer without knowing when. She was small, waving a round fan, and had the lazy demeanor of a mature older sister. She looked Zhao Wumian up and down, then turned around to look at the people around her and said pointedly:
"The characteristic of the Crimson Pearl Jade is 'emptiness', so it is difficult to mobilize at the moment... Qingqi, go and call the little princess over."

Su Qingqi was sizing up Zhao Wumian. Upon hearing this, she raised her eyebrows slightly and asked blankly, "Can Princess Xiangzhu lend a helping hand, young master?"

Xiao Yuanmu acted like the master of Taixuan Palace, and his words did not allow for rebuttal. He said:

"Have the little princess get ready, wash herself and come over to practice dual cultivation. This way, the yin and yang will flow and become one. Since the green jade pendant must be transformed into the body, is there a simpler way than practicing dual cultivation with the crimson jade itself? Zhao Wumian should have thought of it earlier, but he couldn't bring himself to do it, so I'll make the decision for him."

"Ah?" Su Qingqi's face suddenly became strange, and she stammered, "How can this be possible? Princess Xiangzhu has always treated you as a friend..."

"Do you believe it?" Xiao Yuanmu rolled his eyes at Su Qingqi, then leisurely sat down on the couch, fanning himself in his hand, and continued with his pink lips slightly parted:
"Even if we don't talk about feelings right now, as long as the little princess doesn't want to be tortured by illness for the rest of her life, she should come and practice dual cultivation..."

Mu Li'er beside her was silent for a moment. She had been thinking about Luo Xiangzhu's marriage a lot recently. Zhao Wumian was of course the best choice, but at least they should be allowed to talk about their relationship and let it develop naturally. Now he suddenly said he wanted to practice dual cultivation, how could she accept that?

But everyone present was an expert, and they knew as soon as they heard what Xiao Yuanmu said that the method was indeed suitable.

The circulation of Yin and Yang is based on the principle of transforming the virtual into the real and the real into the virtual.

It is no exaggeration to say that Luo Xiangzhu is the crimson pearl jade itself at this moment. It is impossible that he will gain nothing after circulating yin and yang with this little jade bamboo.

Su Qingqi and Luo Xiangzhu have a good relationship, and she doesn't care too much about what happens between Luo Xiangzhu and Zhao Wumian. She just thinks that being so hasty is obviously not good for Luo Xiangzhu.

Even before she and Zhao Wumian started practicing dual cultivation, there was still some ambiguity between them.

Zhao Wumian still calls her 'Miss Su' today, and she also calls him 'Young Master'. Isn't this just a tacit understanding and a nickname that was self-evident when they fled from Jin?

These two dogs had already secretly had feelings for each other in Jin.

But what did Luo Xiangzhu and Zhao Wumian have? At most, they had feelings for each other. If they tried to have a romantic relationship, it might be fine, but if they started practicing together, Luo Xiangzhu would probably faint.

But if we consider Luo Xiangzhu's future life...

Su Qingqi glanced at Mu Lier.

Mu Lier frowned, thinking about something. When she looked at Su Qingqi, she came back to her senses and smiled.

"Forget it. I'll go discuss this with Xiangzhu. It all depends on Xiangzhu's opinion. If she is willing, then it's fine. If she is not willing, then we shouldn't make the decision for her..."

Before Mu Lier finished speaking, a clear voice was heard from the couch.

"No need. If you need the princess to come and practice dual cultivation with me for such a small obstacle, then wouldn't my martial arts training be in vain?"

The women were startled and looked sideways. Zhao Wumian had opened his eyes and there was a faint red mist on his body, as if it was made of blood.

Zhao Wumian chuckled and raised his palm. Red mist on his body moved without wind and formed a yin-yang fish shape in his palm.

The green jade pendant floated in the air, and the jade body began to be stained with dense red dots. Then, under the slightly surprised gazes of the women, it slowly vaporized and gradually turned into green light particles like fireflies.

Zhao Wumian did not explain, and it was too late for him to explain.

There seemed to be a strong wind in the house, which instantly blew out the yellow light, but it was not dark. The moonlight passed through the window paper and sprinkled into the house. The blue and red light particles looked like fireflies. At this moment, there was a sense of quiet and moving beauty.

In just a few seconds, the green jade pendant had already vaporized more than half and was floating in the air. Zhao Wumian turned his palm over, stretched out his forearm, and grabbed the green jade pendant.

The moment his palm touched the green jade pendant, the remaining half of the jade pendant instantly exploded, and the green and red light particles swept Zhao Wumian like a wave, but all of them sank into his body.

Looking at this extremely unrealistic scene, Su Qingqi's first reaction was not how Zhao Wumian did it, but... Young Master is so handsome.

Her almond eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at him in a daze. Then she reacted and shook her head quickly. She looked sideways, but found that Xiao Yuanmu and Mu Li'er were actually the same! They stared at Zhao Wumian straight, as if they wanted to eat him!
Only Xiao Lengyue didn't have any infatuated expression. She just looked confused and wondered how Zhao Wumian did it.

After the green jade pendant completely dissipated into the body, the situation in the room gradually calmed down. Zhao Wumian sat cross-legged on the couch with his eyes closed, but for some reason, his face turned pale.

The girls thought he was just looking inside and did not dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing him. But after more than half an hour had passed and Zhao Wumian still did not open his eyes, Xiao Yuanmu realized something was wrong.

He raised his hand and pushed Zhao Wumian's shoulder.

Plop————

With a gentle push, Zhao Wumian fell on the couch like a puppet with a thud.

The girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"Someone! Doctor!"

……

The room was quiet, the yellow light had been turned off, Luo Xiangzhu suddenly woke up, and the moment the green jade pendant became ethereal, the crimson jade in her body naturally reacted. She stood up blankly, raised her hand to pull the quilt to cover her chest, and looked in the direction of Zhao Wumian with a look of doubt and uncertainty. Then she heard a scream of "Someone come! Doctor!" and there was a sudden noise outside the room, with people coming one after another.

Luo Xiangzhu had no idea what was going on. She got off the bed, put on her embroidered shoes, put on her coat, and pushed the door open to walk out.

But most of the maids in the backyard were wearing pajamas, with disheveled hair. They didn't even bother to dress or comb their hair. They were holding basins of water, towels, and lanterns, looking as flustered as frightened birds or ants whose nests had been destroyed.

Several maids who were obviously Taixuan Palace disciples were so anxious that they seemed to be about to cry. They hurriedly came and went, interspersed with words like "What happened to the Marquis?" and "Is the Marquis okay?"

When Luo Xiangzhu heard this, her pretty face turned pale instantly. She didn't care that she was also bedridden, and hurriedly trotted through the crowd to Zhao Wumian's house.

There was no need to ask for directions, she only needed to find the place where her heart was beating and she would know where Zhao Wumian was.

But there were quite a few people standing inside and outside the house.

Someone recognized her and quickly made way for her to pass through the crowd and enter the house. She saw Zhao Wumian lying on the couch with a pale face. If it weren't for the occasional rise and fall of his chest, one would have thought there was a dead person lying on the bed.

When Luo Xiangzhu saw this scene, he felt dizzy and almost fainted.

Mu Lier quickly supported her, looking surprised, "Why did you come out? How can you stand the cold now..."

Luo Xiangzhu covered her chest, her pink lips turned pale, and pointed at Zhao Wumian.

"It's okay, Wumian just consumed too much energy and passed out." Mu Li'er's eyes softened. After the initial panic, she calmed down and explained:

"You are weak and cannot withstand the impact of the Jinboshan furnace. Wumian came up with a plan to make the green jade pendant enter your body... Now it seems to be going smoothly."

In order to help her, you end up getting yourself into this state?

Luo Xiangzhu's almond-shaped eyes widened a little as she looked at Mu Lier. Her eyes were like those of a frightened deer or a weak willow swaying in the wind.

Why don't you tell her?

"It's not that I want to hide it from you." Mu Lier stroked her hair and comforted her:

"You treat him well on weekdays, so he treats you well too. We don't care about human feelings. You don't have to feel bad. There's no need to say too much about this kind of thing, otherwise it would seem hypocritical."

Hearing this, Luo Xiangzhu looked at Zhao Wumian again, with no one knowing what was in his mind.

After a few words, Mu Lier looked at Xiao Lengyue.

In fact, there was no need for a doctor. Xiao Lengyue had rich experience in the martial arts world. When he was a child, he was hunted by Emperor Taizu Gao. He didn't even dare to go to the clinic when he was injured or sick, so he taught himself medicine.

Like Guan Yunshu, there is almost nothing she doesn't know.

At this moment, Xiao Lengyue was sitting sideways on the couch, taking Zhao Wumian's pulse. After considering for a moment, she turned around and looked at the little heads around her with a helpless look in her eyes.

"Why are so many people gathered here? Just disperse. He is just fainting. If he is lucky, he will wake up tonight. It's nothing serious."

Upon hearing this, the maids could only look at each other, bow and leave, leaving only a few girls in the room.

Zhao Wumian had indeed just fainted. Xiao Yuanmu figured that this was because he had used the Naraku Red Silk. Thinking of this, they relaxed a little and just took turns to take care of him.

Xiao Yuanmu was not wrong. Zhao Wumian tried to mobilize the Crimson Pearl Qi several times but to no avail. When he heard that all the girls wanted Luo Xiangzhu to come over for dual cultivation, he was naturally unwilling to do so.

It was true that he liked Princess Xiangzhu very much, but no matter what, he shouldn't have let the little mute give it to him so hastily and inexplicably, so he simply made up his mind and threw the Crimson Pearl True Qi aside.

Get the hell out of here, if you don’t want to work for me, then forget it, I won’t serve you anymore.

He simply used his old friend Naraku Hongsi to trace back the green jade pendant.

Could it be that the green jade pendant is a physical entity as soon as it comes into being?
Or in other words, the green jade pendant, as a product of heaven and earth, is as old as the sky. In the past thousands or tens of thousands of years, someone must have made it virtual. Zhao Wumian wants to trace the green jade pendant back to that period of time... the time when it was made virtual.

Facts have proved that Zhao Wumian's bet was right. After the green jade pendant turned into virtuality, it activated the crimson pearl true qi in his body. He only needed to guide it a little, and the crimson pearl true qi would surge out, and under Zhao Wumian's guidance, it helped him absorb the green jade pendant.

It would be a bit of an exaggeration to say that a treasure from heaven and earth like this has intelligence, but it is undoubtedly spiritual, which helps Zhao Wumian save a lot of energy.

The Chen Kingdom has only possessed the Cuojin Boshan Furnace for a mere hundred years, but in the long history of antiquity, there must have been some other proud child who had successfully transformed it into a body.

Who is it? I'm afraid it can only be the legendary immortal.

The fact that the green jade pendant turned into nothingness told Zhao Wumian that the matter of "ascension to heaven"... was not false.

There must be immortals in this world.

Zhao Wumian didn't want Luo Xiangzhu to suffer any injustice because of this matter, so he used the Naraku Red Silk and indirectly sought help from the immortal who lived hundreds or thousands of years ago.

Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.

Perhaps at this moment, he is the only mortal in the world who has a connection with immortals.

However, the consumption of retrieving the treasure of heaven and earth like the Green Jade Pendant was too great. After Zhao Wumian mustered up the strength to absorb the Green Jade Pendant, he fainted immediately. All the internal energy in his body was drained on the spot, far more than the consumption when he helped Madam Tang to trace back.

Even after the internal energy was completely depleted, it still couldn't make up for the consumption gap... Was he using the life calculation to go back? Or something else?
Zhao Wumian didn't know either, he had lost consciousness long ago.

In a village a hundred miles away, there was deathly silence in the dead of night. A faint mist lingered around the houses, and when the evening breeze blew, the smell of blood was carried.

The silence was abnormal. Not only was there no human voice, but even the barking of dogs could not be heard.

A wild dog followed the smell of blood and came to the village. It looked at the village where it had once come to beg for food for a while, then lowered its head and sniffed lightly before entering the village.

The evening breeze was not as hot and humid as the summer breeze. Even a dog felt cold all over. However, driven by hunger, he followed his instinct and moved forward step by step.

If there is the smell of blood, there is meat to eat.

This wild dog had seen the butcher in the village. Whenever it saw it, it would point its sharp kitchen knife at the butcher, looking as if it would skin him, remove his tendons and chop his meat. But after scaring him off every time, it would throw some leftovers on the ground for him to eat.

It liked the butcher. If the butcher didn't have three big black dogs at home, it would have wanted to follow the butcher day and night and be his dog!

call----

A lantern on the street was blown down by the wind and rolled several times on the ground.

The wild dog was frightened and turned its ears back to look sideways, only to see the lantern rolling several times and disappearing into the alley.

The wild dog tilted its head and was stunned for a few seconds. The smell of blood was strongest in the alley, so it walked quickly into it, crossed the alley, and came to a slightly open square.

The evening breeze carried the smell of blood, and the wild dog suddenly saw hundreds of corpses piled up like a mountain in the square. Blood was gushing from the shoulders of each person, as if something had been dug out by someone.

If it were an ordinary wild dog, it would have pounced on the food and devoured it, even if it was human flesh. But this was not an ordinary wild dog. It was a spiritual dog that had received the kindness of humans.

It saw the butcher who had once fed it was also among the pile of corpses.

It screamed, walked quickly forward, bit the butcher's clothes and pulled him out, but after a few steps, its butt hit something.

Looking back blankly, I saw a burly man in a cloak standing in the night. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked the dog in the stomach.

"Woo woo————" the wild dog whimpered in pain, then disappeared into the night.

The white wolf kicked away the stray dog ​​on the roadside, then looked at Shamantian not far away.

There were piles of freshly dug shoulder blades in front of Shaman Tian, ​​his face was painted with unknown patterns in human blood, and he was muttering something, looking extremely evil.

In his hand he still held his magical instrument... a human-skin drum, which he tapped softly.

This is the divination technique of the grassland, which, like Taoist fortune-telling, is a way to spy on the secrets of heaven.

However, generally speaking, the shoulder blades of livestock such as sheep and cattle are used.

But for the shamanism of the grassland, humans are the spirits of heaven and earth. In fact, there is no more suitable medium than humans.

Magical instruments like sacred drums, magic bells, magic staffs, masks and costumes are basically all related to humans...either they are made of human bones or tanned human skin.

Bailang was a normal person and felt that these divination methods were inhumane, but those who achieved great things did not care about trivial matters. It was not convenient for him to say much about things passed down from his ancestors, so he looked away and continued to protect Shaman Tian.

Shamantian was calculating Zhao Wumian's approximate location.

"puff……"

Suddenly, Shamantian spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and his shoulder blades fell to the ground. White Wolf hurried forward, "Any results?"

Shamantian pointed forward, blood continuously oozing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with astonishment.

The shoulder blades fell to the ground, and upon closer inspection, they seemed to form the outline of a map.

A map of the End of the Earth Islands.

Shamantian did not have Zhao Wumian's flesh, blood, hair and other media, so he could only calculate the approximate location, but he should not be attacked back.

He miscalculated the Jinboshan furnace, so it was normal for him to suffer backlash. It was a thing created by heaven and earth, and for a mortal body to try to calculate and deduce it was simply courting death.

But you, Zhao Wumian, an ordinary warrior who doesn’t even have a bridge to connect heaven and earth, actually suffered backlash?
Are you kidding me? Do you think you are an immortal?
But Shamantian's injuries were indeed aggravated because of this.

His eyes were solemn, and he no longer had any contempt for Zhao Wumian.

How could someone who could be so admired by Wudamu be a vulgar person?
(End of this chapter)