The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Chapter 506 Trash Xiaoyu

Sheng Qing had no guilt at all and led Yu Mian forward. After they went around the mountain at the entrance, a primeval forest came into view.

From time to time, one or two spiritual tools or magical instruments are hung on the branches of trees, like wind chimes waiting to sound.

Passing through the forest, a narrow river more than one meter wide meandered past Yu Mian. The rich spiritual energy in the river created a faint spiritual mist on the water surface, the concentration of which was even higher than that of the spiritual mist in the Wangxian Sect.

At the source of the river is a magical spring.

The tea that Shengqing often fed Yumian was brewed with the essence of the spiritual spring.

This small secret realm was indeed very small. After walking for about ten minutes, they were almost at the edge of the barrier. Before reaching the edge, they would pass through a small valley.

Or rather – the valley that once was.

Because it was filled with low-level spiritual weapons and some defective magic weapons, swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, bells, drums, strings, Hu drums, harps, pipa...

"These are useless rubbish. Let's go look for something else..." Sheng Qing pulled Yu Mian and was about to leave, walking in another direction. She had never found a suitable opportunity to throw away these useless items, so they had been put aside.

She paused, and was grabbed by Yu Mian. She asked with shining eyes, "Garbage? Can I dig it out?"

Compared to those magical instruments that looked very precious, Yu Mian preferred the feeling of gold panning, which was unknown and interesting.

“…Okay.” Sheng Qing silently let go of her hand and let Yu Mian go forward to search alone, while she floated in the air and followed behind her.

She couldn't quite understand Mian'er's hobby of rummaging through dirty things and getting herself covered in dirt, but she respected it.

Last time I dug sand, the time before that, hundreds of birds gave gifts, the time before that, I dug soil, the time before that, the time before that…

That's all, as long as she likes it.

In Shengqing's eyes, Yumian was having a lot of fun rummaging through the garbage heap, covering himself with dust, looking gray...

The "garbage" in Yu Mian's eyes, bah, what garbage, these are all treasures.

She casually picked up a soft sword, pulled it out of the scabbard, injected spiritual power into it, and then the sword body softened instantly, turning into a white rainbow sword whip that swept through the air.

A gentle flick can even produce a sonic boom.

It's a pity... it seems to be useless, perfectly combining the common shortcomings of sword and whip.

欻——!

Yu Mian put the sword back in the trash and then casually found a gourd. He picked it up and shook it. After making sure that there was nothing inside, he pulled out the stopper and put his eyes up to take a look.

There is a small array engraved inside, which can increase the storage space by four to five times, which is even more useless than the Qiankun bag.

She closed the lid and threw it back, then picked up a cane. After scanning it with her spiritual sense, she found the trigger point of the cane and pulled out a sword from the cane.

The sword body is triangular in shape and emits a faint cold glow. It can be considered a mid-to-high-level spiritual weapon. Why was it left here by Sheng Qing?

Looking at the figure in front of her, she realized that it was a bit ugly, and she didn't like things that looked ugly.

Yu Mian put it back. She didn't like the way it was done. She thought she could give it to the sect leader when he got older.

However, with the sect master's strength, he does not need this ordinary little spiritual weapon.

Yu Mian put it back, then took out a xylophone and plucked it twice with his fingertips. A noisy sound barrier came out of it, which made his soul and body fight and he wanted to vomit.

However, this effect is minimal for Yu Mian now.

In addition, there are golden toads that bring wealth loss, golden bowls with holes, large umbrellas that attract lightning, and many other things that are of good quality and use but are plain in appearance and do not conform to Shengqing's aesthetic taste.

She flipped through them, found a few things she found interesting, and brought them to Shengqing, asking expectantly, "Can you give me these?"

"Stupid... this secret realm is all yours." Sheng Qing wanted to stretch out his fingertips to poke the little head, but he withdrew his hand halfway because Yu Mian had just rolled over in the dust.

In fact, she was not dirty. The robes had a self-cleaning effect. Shengqing was just suffering from mysophobia.

Finally, he couldn't help it, so he picked her up, made hand gestures and washed her two or three times before letting her go, "Little clay figurine."

Yu Mian didn't pay attention to the second half of the address, but retorted: "You worked hard to get all these, how can I accept them without doing anything? Just give me these interesting things." She pursed her lips and smiled, only then did she realize that spiritual weapons could be so impractical but fun.

As for Sheng Qing saying that the small secret realm was hers, she didn't dare to accept it. With her current level of cultivation, it would be easy for her to complete the sect's missions and accept bounties all over the world in the future. It would not be difficult for her to earn spirit stones.

How can you spend all your wife’s money? You should earn money to support her.

"Shengqing, what level of mission can I accept if I go down the mountain now?" She remembered that the mission levels in the mission hall were divided into eight stages from high to low: Tiandi Xuanhuang Jiayi Bingding.

I don’t know if I can take on the local-level mission.

Yu Mian didn't dare to even dream of reaching the Heavenly Level, as one would have to enter the Tribulation Crossing Stage and deal with matters concerning the safety of an entire region to be considered qualified.

For example, this demonic disaster is considered a heavenly-level task, and it is a common heavenly-level task for all cultivators of the Delusion Immortal Sect.

Sheng Qing closed his eyes, opened them after a moment and replied: "Xuan level."

Yu Mian felt lost for a moment when he heard this, it turned out that he could only take on Xuan-level missions.

Seeing her withering, Sheng Qing raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Mian'er is asking about going down the mountain now, but the most important task in the world right now is a Xuan-level mission."

“Is that so?” Yu Mian’s emotions, which had just been hit, rebounded again, and he said with a little complacency: “It seems that I am quite powerful…”

She even felt a little itchy and wanted to take on a task to try her hand.

Sheng Qing saw through her intention and tried to stop her, saying, "Mian'er, you and I have already reaped a lot from the demonic disaster. Let's not get involved in this final hunt." She had just woken up and saw that Mian'er hadn't seen enough. She wanted to be isolated from the whole world and only stay with her. What mission was there for her to take?

Shengqing stared at the restless Xiao Yutou, raised his hand, held her, and pulled her to his side.

Yu Mian didn't expect this, and felt a little guilty for a moment... That's true, misfortunes often bring blessings, this ending is the hope for many cultivators who are stuck in their realm and thought they would never make any progress in their lives?

For a monk, there is nothing more terrifying than ending his path here. Falling on the road to the goal he has spent his entire life studying for is tragic and lamentable.

And she, as the biggest beneficiary of this disaster, not only ate the meat, but also wanted to have a share of the soup. It was really shameless.

“…Then I won’t go. Besides, my cultivation level has increased too quickly, and I feel very superficial. After Fifth Senior Sister’s wedding, I will go into seclusion to consolidate my cultivation.” She proposed a plan.

The hand that was being held by Shengqing suddenly tightened. She turned around and saw Shengqing saying with a fake smile, "Consolidate your cultivation... go into seclusion. Mian'er, do you still remember the fifty-year agreement we made?" The heartless boy, he didn't even think about himself after going into seclusion for decades.

【A basket of dark history】

"what…"

Yu Mian's mind went blank, and he instantly recalled the fifty years he had promised. Excluding some odd days in between, there were at least forty-nine or forty-eight years left.

Isn't this a death sentence for her?

"Wait, wait... I don't think there's a rush to go into seclusion! I naturally need to accompany you to heal your injuries first." She pulled Sheng Qing's sleeve and begged for mercy, her eyes full of sincerity and every word from the heart.

Sheng Qing looked at his sleeve being pulled, and raised his eyebrows, "If my wife's injury doesn't heal, Mian'er will have to stay with her all the time?!"

"Of course. How can I rest assured if your injury is not healed? Wait?! What are you thinking about!" Yu Mian frowned and looked at him with a warning look, "You are not allowed to secretly harm your body so that I can stay with you all the time."

The snake woman did not reply. She glanced around, but avoided looking at Yu Mian's threatening eyes.

Oh wow, her little secret was touched upon, but so what, Mian'er cares about her...

She is fearless and arrogant because of her favor.

"Do you really have this idea?!" Seeing that she remained silent, Yu Mian knew that she was deliberately avoiding the question. He pulled Sheng Qing into his arms, but ended up bumping into the other's arms and being enveloped by his breath.

"It has nothing to do with injuries. I will always be by your side. If you still call me stupid, you are also stupid..."

"Really?" Sheng Qing asked softly.

"It's absolutely true. I don't intend to leave you while I'm in seclusion. We can go into seclusion together." Yu Mian said as a matter of course.

Shengqing continued to ask: "No regrets?"

"What's there to regret?" Yu Mian looked up and stared at the photo stone that Sheng Qing was holding on his fingertips.

Ok?

"Now that we have all the evidence, don't go back on your word in the future." Sheng Qing turned the photo stone in his hand that reflected the light, and curled up the corners of his lips with a sense of complacency.

She was naturally not afraid that Yu Mian would leave her and go into seclusion alone. How could she give him this opportunity? However, she still had to keep the evidence to catch this little coward.

"I won't break my promise..." Yu Mian gritted her teeth, feeling that she had fallen into the trap of the snake woman again. Is there a "Complete Collection of Anti-Shengqing Routines" in this world? She needs to learn it, urgently!

"How many images of me have you kept?" She felt that countless of her dark histories were in Shengqing's hands. Too many lice wouldn't itch, but she was still curious about the number.

“Not much…” Sheng Qing turned over the back of her hand and spread out her five fingers. Between every two fingers was a yellow crystal-like photo stone. She turned her hand back and forth several times, and each time what appeared was different.

But the display is not over yet.

"You call that not a lot?" Yu Mian reached out to grab them, and Sheng Qing didn't dodge, letting her grab one easily. He watched her movements with a smile.

After Yu Mian's spiritual power was stimulated, he saw himself throwing himself into Sheng Qing's arms, begging for mercy and acting cute. His voice came out,

"Master, you are the best, please..."

……

Yu Mian listened to the shameful voice he had heard begging for mercy in the past, and with a slight force of his five fingers, he crushed the image stone into powder, and he was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he felt like he was about to burst.

But Shengqing didn't seem panicked at all, and didn't seem to care at all that the photo they took would disappear.

Based on Yu Mian's understanding of this snake woman, she swallowed her saliva and asked directly: "How many times did you copy this photo?"

Sheng Qing calmly raised his hand to cover his lips and smiled, "Ah, Mian'er found out, it's not much... just a few dozen dollars."

Each piece is copied into at least ten pieces, so that even if an unexpected risk causes the image to disappear, the original will not be lost.

She also kept backups in other places, which, as mortals say, is putting her eggs in different baskets.

Cunning Rabbit Three Caves.

"Dozens of times, why did you copy so much?!" Yu Mian went crazy. Wouldn't that mean she would never be able to erase these dark histories?

"Of course I watch it day by day and appreciate it night by night." Sheng Qing said it frankly, but in fact she had not watched it many times, because Mian'er had always been by her side, so there was no need for her to put the cart before the horse and look at the images of the past while losing sight of the girl in front of her.

"Not...you!" Yu Mian raised his hand and pointed at Sheng Qing's heart. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable word to describe this snake.

She is simply... a product of chaos that combines all the perversion, darkness and distortion into one.

"…This thing is of no use. Why don't you give it to me for safekeeping? After all, it is our shared asset." She finally thought of a solution that was not a good idea. She used a roundabout tactic to see if she could pry out the location where she hid the thing.

Sheng Qing narrowed her eyes and smiled with difficulty, unable to conceal her joy. She liked what Mian'er said, 'Taoists share property', as if the two were one, with no distinction between you and me.

So he raised his hand and threw it into Yu Mian's palm, and a small Qiankun bag fell into Yu Mian's hand.

"Okay..." She was so well-behaved, which was rare for her. She didn't seem to be trying to trick anyone.

Yu Mian immediately probed his spiritual sense in and counted back and forth. There were fifty-seven piles in total. He counted each pile and found that there were seven pieces, eight pieces, and even dozens of pieces in some piles.

Emmm...that’s not right. It should be at least dozens of dollars, so the number doesn’t match.

"Are you sure you don't have anything to hide?" Yu Mian looked at Sheng Qing with suspicion, with deep doubt in his eyes.

No, there was no doubt at all, she was sure that Sheng Qing had not handed it in.

"Keeping secrets? Why would Mian'er think of you like this? I am just suffering from a damaged soul, and my memory is confused, so I can't remember it for the moment. As for whether I will encounter this or that in the future without Mian'er knowing..." Her tone suddenly turned to Qingyou, her eyes staring straight at Yu Mian and said: "...that's hard to say, right?"

Threat...blatant threat...!

Yu Mian bit her lip and put away the Qiankun bag. She glared at Sheng Qing angrily, and finally snorted and said, "Don't worry, I will never give you this opportunity." Then she took Sheng Qing's hand and continued to stroll in the small secret realm.

Listen to Sheng Qing's past adventure stories, how he "exchanged" for some magic tools from others in a friendly way, and how he received some free donations in a friendly way.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly when she heard this... Fortunately, her cultivation was strong enough, otherwise, if she was so arrogant, she would probably be hunted to the ends of the earth.

"By the way, when was my aura marked at the entrance to the small secret realm?" She could open it with a light touch of her palm. It was obvious that her spiritual power had been marked early in the morning and she had taken the initiative to open up her own small treasury.

But she didn't know how long ago that was.

"That was on our wedding day, when we were united in the Dao ceremony." Sheng Qing explained, "I didn't mark her there on my own initiative, but Mian'er had the mark of my clan on her body, and we share the same aura."

Yu Mian was puzzled. Brand? What brand? How come she didn’t know about it?

Where is it printed?