The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yu Mian raised his hand and scratched his ear. He felt dizzy. After shaking his head, he suddenly woke up and felt annoyed as if he had been fooled by the environment.

She raised her eyes to look at Shengqing, with some confusion in her eyes.

"I feel fine..." She murmured softly, her whole body seemed to be crawling with dense demonic insects, enveloping and devouring her bit by bit, and the clarity in her eyes gradually faded.

He summoned the spear in his hand, slowly raised the tip of the spear, and pointed it at Sheng Qing who was standing still.

He slowly approached, the spear locked onto the throat, speeding up his pace step by step, until one second before it completely pierced Sheng Qing's throat, his eyes fell into those black eyes that were filled with doting and calmness.

Her long hair was half tied up, and she wore a gold-threaded phoenix hairpin on her head, and a pair of kingfisher-dot hairpins. The main hairpin was hidden among the hair, revealing half of a snake head.

Yu Mian's pupils shrank and he immediately put away his gun.

"Shengqing, are you okay?"

"I didn't have this feeling last time I came here. Why has the Demon Realm changed so much?" She quickly chanted the Heart Clearing Mantra in her mind, keeping her consciousness clear and calm, and the bloodshot on her pupils was suppressed inch by inch.

"It's okay." Sheng Qing didn't care that Mian'er was pointing a gun at him. He just raised his hand and touched the small piece of skin that was facing the cold light. He rubbed it gently, leaving a red mark.

"This is the true appearance of the Demon Realm. It was previously sealed and suppressed." Sheng Qing spoke slowly.

"Since the Demon Lord hasn't been born yet, why not set up another seal to suppress him again?" Yu Mian couldn't figure it out. Since the original cage was broken, he could just build another one before he escaped.

She looked curious and saw Shengqing touching her neck, then leaning forward and blowing gently on her neck.

"Mian'er, do you know the price of this sealing formation?"

"do not know."

"The flesh, blood and souls of fallen cultivators from past generations are used as consumables to suppress the Demon Lord. Therefore, every thousand years, there will be a vacancy of cultivators in the world of cultivation, and the world will be prosperous again."

"The Demon Lord is at his peak right now. If we want to suppress him again, we may have to kill 70% of the cultivators today. This is the price of the Demon Sealing Formation."

“It’s just like that…” Yu Mian bit his lip and frowned. These demons were really damnable. Why couldn’t they die over and over again? As a result, Jiuzhou had no long-term peace.

As she lowered her eyes in deep thought, the whites of her eyes gradually turned red again, and she looked a little lost...

Until Shengqing gently touched her shoulder, and the cold feeling instantly pulled her back.

Yu Mian's body trembled, and he felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"I almost lost consciousness again just now..." She bit her tongue, blood overflowed from her lips and teeth, and she regained consciousness.

"It's okay. I will accompany you to meditate here and slowly adapt to this state. After the Demon Lord is born, the impact will be even greater. You need to overcome this infection of consciousness."

This was one of the reasons why Shengqing brought her here.

A cultivator who has reached the state of integration is like a chicken or a dog when facing the Demon Lord. Being contaminated by the radiant magic barrier is considered light, but if he turns against them in the middle of a battle, it will be a huge loss.

Ten years is really too short. Even if he used all of it to suppress Yu Mian in dual cultivation, or even made himself the inferior party and allowed her to take his energy, he might not necessarily have the chance to reach the threshold of fusion.

After all, her inner elixir was not Yu Mian's own, so it would not take long to digest...

Therefore, she had to make plans early to protect herself in future battles.

Yu Mian faced Sheng Qing's silent and dark gaze, sensing a thousand complex emotions from it, raised her foot and stepped forward, saying firmly, "I will overcome it."

"Well, take your time." Sheng Qing gently stroked Yu Mian's back.

The red moon hangs alone, bright and dark for nine days.

……

Thousands of miles away, the deserted Wangxian Sect celebrated the Spring Festival again. After the cold winter passed, the peach blossoms on the tower began to bloom sparsely.

Day after day.

When spring comes, the whole mountain is covered with colorful peach blossoms. In previous years, many disciples would come here to enjoy the flowers and feel the spring in their hearts. Today, only the wind and the peach blossoms are telling the story of the swift breeze blowing from the north and the East China Sea.

The mountain flowers are in full bloom. A white hand reaches out, gently plucks a peach blossom, holds it in the arms and leaves.

It was spring, and the bamboo door was gently pushed open. A woman at the table was busy drawing talismans, which had already piled up like a mountain beside her. With the magic pen in her hand, she sketched, and runes took shape from her pen without any sense of stagnation.

This has been the busiest thing during this period of time. Except for some disciples and monks of the talisman sect who have gone down the mountain, most of them have stayed indoors to draw the talismans needed for the front line.

The same thing happened in Medicine King Palace. The disciples on that hill have not come out to see the sun for who knows how long. They stay in the alchemy room all day long. From time to time, one or two explosions of the alchemy furnace can be heard.

This is the biggest excitement in the Wangxian Sect right now.

Ling Fu raised her head from the pile of talismans, pursed her lips and smiled gently, "Yi Guan, what did the Sect Master call you for just now?"

Fu Qing put his hands behind his back and walked closer, just like when he was a child and brought human pastries to Ling Fu who was practicing diligently.

"Ask me to carve some killing array plates, and the required materials will be provided by the sect." Fu Qing felt a little guilty when he said this. He had just recovered from his injury not long ago, and his cultivation had just recovered to the initial stage of Spirit Transformation. Although he practiced the killing art of talismans, he could not leave the sect and go to the front line in person.

However, he can still make contributions to the sect, so he is not too useless.

Ling Fu nodded. Killing formation... She didn't have enough killing intention, so it was difficult to accomplish this. Otherwise, it could reduce some of her burden.

After some getting to know his girl, Fu Qing can now see her occasional mood swings. Although he still doesn't quite understand what's going on, the most important thing is to interrupt these unreasonable thoughts in time.

She took out the peach branch from her back. The branch was covered with peach blossoms, which were in full bloom. The peach flowers were lush and bright.

"If Fu'er is tired of drawing talismans, you can also enjoy some peach blossoms."

"The peach blossoms on Fourth Brother's mountain are in full bloom. It's inconvenient to dig one up. I think it's enough to stay for a while to enjoy the scenery of the four seasons. There's no need to take care of it. Just be happy without being greedy." She remembered that mortals in the mortal world used peach blossoms to symbolize love. She must have been happy to give the flower to Fu'er.

Ling Fu's eyes lit up slightly, she raised her hand to take it, and then carefully placed it in the vase on the corner of the table.

“It’s very beautiful.”

Seeing that Lingfu liked it, Fu Qing nodded slightly and silently made a note in his heart that giving flowers could deepen the relationship.

"As long as you like it, Fu'er. Today is March 3rd, which is the Shangsi Festival in the mortal world. Unfortunately, I am busy with work and cannot get away. I will take you to see it later." She also wanted to go down the mountain to take a look. It was really a long time since she had been down the mountain.

"Okay." Ling Fu responded softly, and the fatigue from drawing the talisman was swept away, and an indescribable sweetness spread in her heart.

The master seemed to have changed, yet also seemed to have not changed. He was still as gentle as before, but with a certain indescribable meaning.

Especially after they were frank with each other, Fu Qing seemed to have gained some insights and was not shy at all on the bed.

Fu Qing smiled when he heard that, and went up to tidy up the sideburns on Ling Fu's cheeks. When their eyes met, it was the rippling Chunlan River, which was gradually thawing as time passed, welcoming the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers.