The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Chapter 507 I'm Happy

"brand?"

Perhaps her puzzled look was too obvious. Sheng Qing raised his hand and touched Yu Mian's forehead with his fingertips. The next second, scarlet butterfly petals covered Yu Mian's entire body like radish stamps.

She was a little shivering with anger, it turned out that this was really a brand in the literal sense!

This seems to be still condensed on the surface of the skin. It will dissipate over time and needs to be replaced and repaired frequently.

And Sheng Qing was obviously a little too diligent, covering up all her aura.

"This is a kiss that carries the scent of my clan, which means you are mine. Your whole body is marked with my mark. Even if you hide at the ends of the earth, I will find you back." Sheng Qing placed his fingertips lightly on a small kiss mark on Yu Mian's cheek. His words were sincere and a little smug.

But... this kind of kiss is like a stamp of more than an hour, and often one mark is enough.

Sheng Qing was not satisfied and deliberately made Yu Mian look like this, full of his own aura.

"Mian'er, do you understand?" She raised the end of her voice lightly, like a feather fan sweeping across her heart.

Yu Mian swallowed his saliva and understood. It was so clear... With all the marks on her body, I thought she was Qianlong.

"Okay, okay, I understand. Take it back now." She couldn't stand having such a face. Just imagining it, her toes couldn't stop digging the ground.

As soon as she finished speaking, Sheng Qing took back the spell, restored Yu Mian's rosy and smooth skin, and then placed the back of his hand on her with some surprise.

"Ah, the spell has been lifted, why is it still so red?"

Yu Mian glared at her speechlessly. This bastard was clearly teasing her on purpose. "I enjoy it!"

She left three words, pushed Sheng Qing's arms away, and took two quick steps forward. Her concentration was Sheng Qing's little toy, which brought a little educational and fun, while the rest was all easy.

Yu Mian wandered deep into the forest in anger. At this time, the magic weapons hanging on the trees seemed priceless and extremely sharp, and could be easily broken by just a slight breeze.

As the shadows of the trees swayed, a faint murderous aura of sharp soldiers floated out, leaving a mark on the opposite tree.

Many of the trees deep here were injured, so they naturally formed a circle of bark to protect themselves, making them look somewhat hideous and ugly.

Yu Mian saw some familiar weapons among them. Aren’t they among the dozen or so that Sheng Qing asked him to choose in Nanshan Village?

She looked closer and compared it with her memory, confirming that it was them.

The fingertips lightly hooked up the curved knife, took it off and used a little spiritual power to sense it. A thin layer of strong wind condensed on the blade, which could melt iron like mud and was unstoppable.

It can be seen that although it seemed like a casual move at the beginning, Shengqing actually took out the best of his best.

Her Mian'er deserved the best from the very beginning.

This belated emotion that comes through the long river of time is always moving.

Yu Mian didn't know what to feel, he just hung them back silently, then turned around and pulled Sheng Qing, who was half a step behind him, to his side.

This forest conforms to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams and the numbers of the formation. The land beneath one's feet is changing all the time. How could Yu Mian not know this?

The magical weapon in front of her was so familiar, and it appeared so coincidentally. How could she not see that it was done on purpose by the snake woman behind her?

But she just fell for it and was willing to show mercy to her.

"Just stay beside me and I'll be happy." Yu Mian turned the page with a little awkwardness, and her voice brushed past Sheng Qing's ears softly, like the feeling of sunlight shining through the window lattice on her ears.

Warm and hot.

"Okay...it's all up to Mian'er's wishes..." Sheng Qing indulged her, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, pulling and releasing her as if he was holding his own little kite.

Hold her in the palm of your hand.

When leaving after the tour, Sheng Qing left a mark on Yu Mian's palm. As long as he had something in mind, he could use the formation to directly take the things inside, and naturally he could also put things into the small secret realm.

It's like a home version of storage space.

When Yu Mian was about to go out, he took out a spirit stone and tried it. It moved instantly with his palm.

A brick-sized piece of uncut spiritual stone ore appeared in her hand. She weighed it and felt...

Next time if you meet someone unreasonable, hit him with a spirit stone brick.

"Why isn't it cut? Did you take it from the mine?" Yu Mian asked curiously.

In the world of immortal cultivation, spirit stones are not only consumables for cultivation, but also a unit of currency. The price is based on the crystal energy value of the spiritual power they contain. Generally speaking, a spirit stone with a crystal energy value of ten thousand or more is a top-grade spirit stone, five thousand is a high-grade spirit stone, one thousand is a mid-grade spirit stone, and one hundred is a low-grade spirit stone.

In order to facilitate circulation, most of them are cut to the lowest level of crystal energy value, so that the highest value can be achieved with the least amount of spirit stones.

The piece in Yu Mian's hand can be used to cut at least a dozen top-grade spirit stones. One brick can cover an entire stall, but measurement is more difficult. Either you have to make a lot of changes or cut it.

"It's not taking, it's digging."

Sheng Qing corrected Yu Mian's wording. "Take" means that something that already has an owner is taken away by someone, and "dig" means that the spirit stone meets a mentor who appreciates it and is brought back.

"This is the spiritual vein that the Jinlei Sect asked me to give to you. I dug it out with my own hands. Mian'er, take a look... there's even a small piece of nail broken..." Shengqing said as she stretched out her hand, showing off the shiny, tender pink nail on her left index finger...

Yu Mian suddenly felt distressed. Could it be that he was left with some injuries?

But she remembered that the wounds on Shengqing's body had been repaired along with the snake's skin, and no wounds were left.

After looking carefully, he still couldn't see anything. He looked up and met Shengqing's gaze, and asked with a suspicious look, "Why don't I see anything?"

"Of course you can't see it. Could I have a wound that can't be healed? I just want you to see where the injury was..." Sheng Qing hooked his fingertips upwards, brushed across the tip of Yu Mian's nose, then smiled obnoxiously, and retracted his finger slowly.

Yu Mian realized that he had been tricked again.

He gritted his teeth, glared at Sheng Qing, and stuffed the spiritual stone brick into her hand, "I'll return the spiritual stone you worked so hard to dig."

Really, she has such a muddleheaded mouth that she can't even utter a few words without being sarcastic, and there's nothing we can do about it.

"It's ours now, Mian'er can keep it for fun..." Sheng Qing moved his hands again and pushed it back to her with ease.

The two men placed their palms against the spirit stone and pushed it back and forth.

One was injured and undergoing tribulation while the other was in the early stages of fusion. The two of them went from pushing each other in the beginning to being competitive. Their eyes narrowed and they both began to exert their strength secretly.

Click...

A whole brick of spirit stone was crushed into eight pieces by two palms.

Yu Mian immediately retracted his strength, used his spiritual power to lift the snake that was about to fall to the ground, and finally held it in his arms. He wrinkled his nose slightly and said with a smile: "Childish snake!"

Sheng Qing didn't care at all and said back: "Mian'er playing with me is even more childish..."

【Mature?】

"I am obviously very mature." Yu Mian put away the spirit stone in her arms and disagreed with Sheng Qing's description of her being childish. She was not like a certain snake that always had all kinds of weird ideas.

Sheng Qing glanced at him with his phoenix eyes trembling for a moment, and half-closed his eyelashes and said, "Does the mature Mian want to try to mine spirit stones?"

"Hmm? Is it okay?!" Yu Mian nodded vigorously. She had never seen how to dig spirit stone mines. She used spirit stones every day, but had never seen how they were produced.

"Alas... But I just seemed to hear that someone thought it was childish, that's all..." Sheng Qing stopped talking halfway, turned a corner, turned around and walked outside, ready to leave the cave where the small secret realm was located.

Yu Mian hurriedly chased after him and pulled Sheng Qing’s sleeve, “What do you mean by just let it go? It’s not childish at all. Our Venerable Huai Ci is…” He is more than one thousand four hundred years old!

Yu Mian was about to say his age, but he quickly stopped himself and thought of alternative words...

Sheng Qing's eyebrows jumped, his eyes narrowed for a moment, and he turned his head and asked, "But what?"

There was a flash of light at the entrance of the cave, shrouding Shengqing in backlight, making his already deep facial features appear even brighter and clearer, and more sinister.

“…But how can a beautiful woman with graceful demeanor, bright and charming appearance, mature and generous be childish?” Yu Mian had a strong desire to survive and made up for it in time.

After he finished speaking quickly, he took a long breath.

“You’re so talkative…” Sheng Qing stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Mian’s collar, then pulled him into his arms. The next moment, they broke through the clouds and mist and were thousands of feet above.

The speed is so fast that people can't react.

In a flash, they were at a stretch of rolling hills. They stepped on the soft clouds and looked down. They saw mine carts and people the size of rice grains moving back and forth on the reclaimed land.

Yu Mian looked carefully and saw that what was dug out from the mine carts were large chunks of mud and rocks mixed with sand, and looked dull.

"Is this a mine down there? Why don't I see any spiritual stones? Could it be those gray stones?" She asked, pointing at the stubborn stones that looked not much different from ordinary stones.

Sheng Qing nodded and said, "Those are just the most common low-grade spirit stones, wrapped in a thick stone shell, and inside is the spirit stone marrow that contains spiritual power."

"The origin of the spiritual stone is a mystery. There are records in books that it may be formed by the spiritual power that seeped out from the core of this continent. Some say that in ancient times, when spiritual power was abundant, some high-concentration spiritual liquid pools and lakes precipitated into the ground to form it. There are also claims that after the ancient monks fought a great battle, flesh and blood piled up and sank to the bottom, and spiritual power condensed to form it..."

"Which one does Mian'er prefer?" Shengqing asked at the right time.

Yu Mian was fascinated by the popular science lecture when he was suddenly called out. His eyes suddenly became clear as he looked at the spiritual essence wrapped in stone below.

She felt that the theory of the continent's core infiltration was more realistic, because the range of the spirit stones was vast and the number was huge. The spirit pool and the spirit lake alone could not form such a scale, and the so-called remains of the cultivators...

If they are indeed remains, then in ancient times everyone could practice Taoism, and countless wars and conquests took place, leaving behind such a large-scale and widely distributed mineral veins.

She put forward her own views, which received neither affirmation nor denial from Shengqing.

Instead, he hugged her and dived down.

As they got closer and closer to the ground, Yu Mian, with her sensitivity to the formation, sensed a circle of killing formations around them, which should be designed to prevent petty thieves like them.

In addition to the ordinary cultivators who are at the Qi Refining stage, there are also powerful Nascent Soul cultivators guarding the mine, whose cultivation level may be close to the Spirit Transformation stage.

Since they were able to send out such a strong elder to guard it, it seemed that this was a mid- to high-level spiritual mine with a good output.

In the darkness around the spiritual mine, a figure in golden robes was sitting cross-legged. A breeze blew around him, lifting his hair a little.

He seemed to know nothing and sat cross-legged without moving.

Yu Mian and Sheng Qing directly analyzed the formation, tore a small hole and crawled in, and then the small hole was restored without disturbing any breath.

Yu Mian walked around the other person for a while, and then he realized that this cultivator had lost a pair of legs, so he could not participate in the mission of going down the mountain to eliminate demons and defend the way, but was sent to guard the spiritual mine.

Look at the clothes, they are from the Jinlei Sect.

She asked in a voice transmission: "Are we in the territory of Jinlei Sect again?"

"Well, this is an old mine that has been mined by the Jinlei Sect for hundreds of years. The mining depth is deep enough and the space is large enough." Sheng Qing sent a message back.

"Why is it that the Jinlei Sect is still the unlucky one?" Yu Mian was really curious. He felt that there were always a lot of frictions between the Jinlei Sect and the Wangxian.

"Does Mian'er like the style of the Jinlei Sect disciples?" Shengqing asked.

"I don't like them... they are very arrogant." Yu Mian shook his head and answered truthfully. No matter what the occasion was, he always felt that the disciples of the Golden Thunder Sect were superior.

It feels like everyone else is garbage except them.

It is obvious that the Jinlei Sect has always been ranked second in strength and has been severely suppressed by Wangxian, but it is still very arrogant.

"That's it. I love to crush other people's pride." Sheng Qing raised his eyebrows, even more arrogant than Jin Lei Zong.

After that, he became more serious and began to explain, "This goes back tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, there were more than a hundred famous sects in the world, each of which was operating in its own territory..."

"But resources are limited, so disputes and frictions are always easy to arise, and frictions between different sects are frequent."

'As they competed with each other, the five major sects slowly rose up and began to sweep away all the small sects that could be annexed in the surrounding areas, dividing the area and governing it accordingly. The Central Region was the core location with the highest concentration of spiritual energy. After a great battle, the five sects decided to divide the area, and at that time, the Golden Thunder Sect narrowly defeated the Delusion Immortal and took the Central Region.'

'Therefore, the Jinlei Sect claimed to be the center of the world's Taoist tradition and was known as the world's number one sect for a thousand years. Later, it was defeated by the Delusion Immortal and was unwilling to accept it. Fierce frictions often occurred between the two sects, and there were casualties from time to time.'

Yu Mian finally figured it out. No wonder the disciples of the Jinlei Sect he met when he accepted the mission were so arrogant and paid special attention to the title of the No.1 Sect of the Delusion Immortal Sect. It turned out that there was such a reason.

From being the first to being the second forever, that's the right mentality to be unbalanced...

"So are we here to steal the spirit stones this time?" She still felt a little guilty. Yu Mian was a good citizen who had never done anything sneaky and was very law-abiding.

It was the first time I was led to do something like this, and it was a little exciting.

"Not really..." Sheng Qing reached out and knocked on Yu Mian's head. Why couldn't this little wooden lump become smart after being knocked?

"You and I are just trying to get back the fair compensation from our disciples." She said this with a righteous tone, without any trace of guilt on her face, and it was obvious that she had done this kind of thing many times.

Yu Mian glanced at her indifferently, raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, thinking of the piles of magic weapons and spirit stones in the small secret realm, and suddenly felt relieved.

This is something that Shengqing can do...