The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

“Guo…” Yu Mian lifted his eyelids to take a look, and instantly turned obedient. He put his hands around Qing’s waist, leaned over and apologized quickly: “Okay, it’s not like that, I lied…”

"That's right. It just comes from an article. It tells the story of..." Yu Mian explained the origin of the story to her in detail, and finally added, "Madam, I have confessed. Can you let me go? Let's be lenient with each other, okay?"

"Please, I don't want to ride on your head, I just want to..."

"Want to abuse your power?" Sheng Qing responded venomously.

“That’s not the case…” Yu Mian smiled awkwardly. She couldn’t beat the other party yet. The future of emancipated serfs singing was still far away. It was better for her to just admit defeat.

When I have the chance in the future, I will bully you back!

"Isn't it enough for Mian'er to ride on me?" Sheng Qing put his hands on her lower back and patted her with his five fingers, his voice low and hoarse with a smile.

Yu Mian froze, raised his hands and covered Sheng Qing's clever mouth with his palms. It's better for this snake woman not to talk. Why does she always make a big splash when she is silent? !

Sheng Qing's eyes narrowed. He was really easily frightened. His courage fluctuated. He surrendered after just a few words...

"Do you still want to ride?" Sheng Qing continued to ask.

Yu Mian's eyes widened, and when he was about to open his mouth to refuse, his mouth was filled with wind. There was no barrier in front of him, and he was standing on the huge snake head, breaking through the clouds and mist, like an embroidery needle in the sky, connecting countless clouds.

"Ah!!!" She lost her balance and nearly fell off the snake's head. After being noticed by Sheng Qing, she adjusted her speed and stabilized herself, then sat on the snake's head.

"It's always so sudden! You just want to scare me, right?" Yu Mian angrily raised his hand to punch the scales on the snake's head. His hand became numb from the shock of his fist, and he immediately pulled back and rubbed it.

"Don't you like it?" Sheng Qing's voice came from behind. She sat cross-legged beside Yu Mian and asked with a smile.

Yu Mian turned his head and saw that she had changed her clothes. He recognized that this person was using his own clone, but why was he wearing a mask?

It was the injured clone.

The half-phoenix mask is worn on the face, and the other half of the face that is exposed has a mysterious and noble aura, which makes people unable to help but explore the complete appearance behind it.

"Next time I get up without telling you and then go out to play, you will know whether this is scary or stimulating." Yu Mian moved her butt a little to make a slightly flatter place for Sheng Qing, and deliberately opened her mouth to poke her.

"I remember Mian'er's scent. I can find you even at the ends of the earth." Sheng Qing naturally put his arm around her shoulders and leaned in. "It's no use hiding anywhere."

"Hmph...how did you remember it?" Yu Mian snorted and raised his doubts.

As soon as she entered the mountain gate, she knew that Shengqing had left a mark on her body, and she could not escape no matter where she was. At that time, she was thinking about escaping, but found that she had already fallen into the trap and had no way to escape.

"Talent." Sheng Qing was rarely arrogant for once and did not explain too much. In fact, at the beginning, he used the token and magic weapon given to Yu Mian to locate him, then he left his own spiritual pressure and blood energy, and later... he even gave him his inner elixir.

It's really like a ghost that won't go away, haunting life and death.

"Is there absolutely no way to get rid of it?" When she said that, Yu Mian began to rebel. She didn't believe that it was really locked up completely. There must be a way. This snake woman didn't like to talk.

Sheng Qing thought for a moment and said, "Unless my soul dies, or..." She didn't want to say that possibility, so she stopped talking halfway and quickly changed the subject.

"We've only been married for a few years, and Mian'er is already tired of being entangled as a wife?"

"Go away, what are you talking about? I'm just curious." Yu Mian poked Sheng Qing's head which was resting on his shoulder.

I have to say it, it feels good to poke people like this.

Yu Mian curled up his fingertips and rubbed it. The more the better. In the future, he would avenge all the past experiences of being poked in the head.

"Where are we going?" The black snake flew across the mountains and seas on the clouds. The endless sea under the clouds was surging. Yu Mian recognized that it was flying overseas.

"Moyu, I got you a few whetstones to practice on." Sheng Qing said it lightly, as if he had just bought two extra chickens and ducks in the kitchen.

But Yu Mian knew that the guy who was considered a whetstone by Sheng Qing was at least at the Spirit Transformation stage, and there was no upper limit.

"Didn't you capture a few demon generals?" Yu Mian turned around and asked in shock. That means all eighteen demon generals are almost complete.

"Not many, just three. It just so happens that Mian'er didn't have the chance to take action after his breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation stage. They are just the right fit."

"Three? Only!" Yu Mian remembered that the remaining demon generals should be quite powerful, at least starting from the fusion stage. They could kill ten of themselves with a single slap. How could they possibly contend with them?

"Why, do you think it's too little?" Sheng Qing asked softly, and then said helplessly: "It is impossible for them to spend all their strength on the Demon Realm and give up on eroding Jiuzhou. The remaining three masters have not yet caught their tails, otherwise it would be good to give them all to Mian'er to practice."

As Yu Mian listened to Sheng Qing's words, he had the feeling that he had already broken through the tribulation and was about to ascend to heaven... Why did he feel that the him in Sheng Qing's eyes was not the same person as the him in his own eyes?

"Shouldn't I practice with cultivators of the same level first?" Yu Mian remembered that there were hundreds of Divine Transformation cultivators guarding the Tianmen Pass, including both new and old Divine Transformation cultivators, and he had never competed with them yet.

"Then why not practice with your wife..." Sheng Qing turned his gaze towards him, as if he was considering whether to test Yu Mian's bottom line right now, but was successfully interrupted by Yu Mian.

Yu Mian: "Wait, let's fight the demons!"

Fighting with Sheng Qing will give you a frustrating feeling of being defeated by a dimensionality reduction attack. It is difficult to gain any experience from it, and you will only get the frustration of being beaten up.

Sheng Qing slowly retracted his gaze and explained, "The methods of the demons are quite different from those of the cultivators. It is better to practice against the enemy."

"Moreover, there is a fundamental difference between a duel and a fight of life and death. This is why disciples make little progress after sparring with fellow disciples in the sect for decades, but are more likely to make breakthroughs when they go down the mountain to eliminate demons and monsters."

"Mian'er rarely practices with his fellow disciples. Most of the time, they have been in life-and-death battles. Their thresholds are higher and more extreme than those of ordinary cultivators, so practicing with them is not very effective."

"That's how it is." Yu Mian thought about it and it seemed to be true. Every time he made a breakthrough, it was after a fierce battle.

On the border between life and death, progress is always rapid.

"You can practice multitasking at the same time." Sheng Qing nodded slightly and arranged the next training plan for her. The first thing was to let Yu Mian master the external clone.

"Summon the avatar and see."

"Oh! Okay."

Yu Mian waved his hand and summoned a body that was exactly the same as his own. The moment it appeared, the clone was naked as if he had just stepped out of the bath, with his eyes closed.

Yu Mian was so scared that he quickly took her back and forgot to put clothes on her.

Her face was slightly red. She thought Sheng Qing would look at her clone, but when she looked up, she met her eyes as quiet as a deep pool. She didn't care about the body that didn't carry Yu Mian's soul.

"Wait a moment!" After putting clothes on her, he called her out again. She still had her eyes closed and remained silent, like an empty bag.

In comparison, the clone is even more delicate than the original body because it has not been exposed to wind and sun, and has no traces of calluses from training, so it is much more tender.

Yu Mian tried to transfer his soul to this body, and his perspective instantly changed to standing. He watched the body that was sitting cross-legged beside Sheng Qing fall down softly and was supported by Sheng Qing.

"Why can't I control two bodies at once?"

[Supplementary chapter]

“To multitask requires practice. It usually takes a cultivator thirty to fifty years to become able to do both things as easily as with his own arms. Mian'er doesn't have that much time, so she can only comprehend it under high pressure.” Sheng Qing gently pinched the neck of Yu Mian's body in his arms with one hand, and met Yu Mian's gaze, his deep eyes revealing a sharp look.

Yu Mian knew that they were going to start fighting without any discussion.

His consciousness instantly returned to his original body. He raised his hand to grab Sheng Qing's hand, only to see that the clone behind him had softened again.

After she broke free from the force that was not really a restraint, she stood up and tried to control the other body.

"I only have one spiritual consciousness, how can I control two bodies?" Yu Mian asked. Does he have to split his spiritual consciousness into two?

That's even more impossible. If the cultivators' consciousness is cut off, it will be easy for an accident like what happened to Shengqing and Canhun to happen again. The two sides' memories cannot be connected, and they end up turning against each other.

She tried to split her consciousness, but before she started, she felt a dizzy pain in her head. She stopped the action in time and raised her hand to pat her head.

Sheng Qing came behind Yu Mian and rubbed her temples. His voice was as slow as flowing sand, and it sounded slightly hoarse beside her ears, "The soul has no lag between the two bodies."

Yes!

Yu Mian suddenly realized that the clone and the original body came from the same source and were inductively connected to each other. There was no delay in the switching control of the soul, which was similar to quantum entanglement. The two particles bound in quantum states ignored the distance and maintained absolute mirror synchronization.

In other words, as long as she could use her soul to simulate two states of motion at the same time, and then maintain the states between extremely fast switches, she would be able to control two bodies.

In fact, the soul is the main controller, and the two bodies, whether the original body or the clone, are just puppets controlled by the left and right hands.

She instantly switched states and stood up in another body, walked towards herself, and then returned to her original body and walked towards the incarnation as soon as she took a step.

The process in between is a bit like stop-motion animation, with the movements being slightly jerky due to the constant switching of perspectives between the two bodies.

As the first step is taken, the second step becomes much smoother, and then the fourth step.

Finally, she controlled the two bodies, walked stiffly to face each other, raised her hands, and touched her palms together.

It's like looking in a mirror.

Almost at the same time, two heads turned towards Shengqing and asked, "Is this correct?"

Sheng Qing stood two meters away and nodded with implicit approval, "Mian'er is indeed smart."

"It's not easy to do this at the beginning, but I still have a lot of awareness. Is it very hard to move back and forth?"

It was hard, of course it was hard. With just these few simple movements, Yu Mian felt like his brain was going to explode.

It's impossible to imagine controlling two bodies to fight at the same time.

It is incredible and completely unimaginable that Sheng Qing can control three bodies at the same time.

"I feel like my brain is going to explode!" Yu Mian answered truthfully. He finally released the control of the two bodies, returned to his main body, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and came out of the dizzy state.

I just lasted less than two minutes.

Sheng Qing leaned behind Yu Mian and continued to rub her head. The breeze blew away the confusion. "It appears to be the movement of the soul, but in reality it is still the control of consciousness cultivation."

"People are not born with the ability to control themselves. Babies also start by raising their hands and grasping things. It takes three to five years for them to gradually adapt to the body and be able to walk and jump."

"The mentality of a sleeping child should be like that of a baby learning to walk, reshaping habits and making two bodies into one."

Yu Mian understood, which meant to treat the two bodies as his everything and cultivate his own control habits. In the end, it would be like controlling his left and right hands, and he could perform different movements separately without getting tangled.

"I'll practice more and get a feel for it." Yu Mian took a deep breath and continued trying.

I saw two people sleeping on the giant snake's head, as if they had drunk fake wine, staggering here and there, turning over and over, and dancing the zombie dance.

Sheng Qing couldn't help laughing as he watched from the side, and secretly took out the photo stone to record this scene forever.

There are no stars in the dark night and no shadow on the bright moon.

The two finally landed in the Demon Realm. This place was not too different from before, except that the demonic energy in the sky was even worse than half a year ago. It was so thick that it looked like a scarlet fog covering the sky.

The demonic energy visible to the naked eye rises into the sky, hidden and yet to be released.

The appearance of the Demon Lord is becoming more and more difficult to resist. Just stepping on this land makes one feel suffocated.

The dry spiritual energy concentration around was like a vacuum, making it difficult for the cultivator to breathe. The dense demonic energy everywhere was rushing towards the body with its fangs and claws, trying to invade this sweet spiritual body.

Yu Mian raised his hand to wave away the evil spirits around him, but he was unable to stop more of them from surging up. They clung to his robes and the pores of his skin like a cancer attached to his bones.

Pure glazed lotus!

Burn!

A faint colorful light appeared on the body surface, burning away the invading evil energy.

The two walked for another half day before finally reaching the boundary of the formation. From afar, they could see a demonic fog covering the sky and the sun. An ominous aura was blowing in their faces. The ground was cracked and the thick demonic energy was almost condensed into substance.

It transformed into some half-solid, half-virtual limbs and arms, and grabbed the corner of Yu Mian's calf and clothes, but did not dare to touch Sheng Qing at all.

Yu Mian lowered his head to look at these things, then raised his feet to crush them.

This is still based on the person, right?!

She kicked left and right, becoming increasingly angry.

Sheng Qing watched her little movements from the corner of his eye, and waved his sleeves to remove all the obstacles within 300 meters for her.

"Mian'er, keep your heart, concentrate, and calm your breath."

Yu Mian raised his eyes, rubbed them, came out of the somewhat crazy state just now, took a deep breath and calmed his mind.

"What I just saw... was it real or an illusion?" She was a little confused. This environment gave the monk the feeling of being in a psychedelic house.

Or maybe it's a bit like the weird novels you read in your previous life, which gives you a sense of spiritual pollution and makes it easy for people to get lost in it.

"It is illusion and it is also truth. One thought creates truth and one thought destroys it, turning it into illusion. Don't be attached to appearances." Shengqing's voice was very soft, as if it came from far away, drilling in and out of his ears.