The beauty of this deity is the best in the world of self-cultivation

When the Flame Beast Mystery Realm was first opened, more than a few hundred monks entered it. The abundant resources and precious treasures and adventures all shook their hearts and poured into it with enthusiasm.

Now, the entrance to the Flame Beast Secret Realm has been opened again, and there are only more than four hundred monks who have retreated from the secret realm. Some of the remaining monks are seriously injured, and some... have already slept in the secret realm. In the middle, the soul enters the netherworld, and the reincarnation returns.

Shang Yuci looked at the group of monks who came here full of energy, but now their robes were stained with blood, their expressions remained unchanged, they embraced their master, stepped on the golden flying phoenix, and walked far away. A million miles away, it is still full of shocking power.

The road is difficult and long, and I don’t know when I will quietly fall on the road of seeking Tao. Instead of looking forward and looking back and worrying, it is better to indulge my heart...

He smiled slightly, his hands trembled, and his true energy poured out, instantly stunned the bound demon cultivator, and then pressed Ye Shangqiu into his arms.

Seemingly aware of something strange about Shang Yuci, Ye Shangqiu frowned slightly, but he didn't break free from Shang Yuci's arm, but just patted Shang Yuci's arm leaning on him from behind. He patted Shang Yuci's hand on his waist, as if it was silent comfort.

While controlling the speed and direction of the golden flying luan, Shang Yuci couldn't help but bury his head into the back of Ye Shangqiu's neck. His cool and smooth long hair was as black as ink, with a touch of bitterness and awe-inspiring The breath of the sunken Ye Shangqiu feels cold at first, but after getting closer, one can discern the warmth hidden under the cold appearance.

To Shang Yuci, this kind of warmth is like a bone-eating poison. It makes him involuntarily...

He couldn't help wanting to completely possess Ye Shangqiu and hide him so that no one would see him.

Whether it's Shen Junqian, Tantaijing, Xie Chongxing, or someone else...

In the eyes of his master, only him is enough.

Sensing the tightening of the arms crossing the waist again, Ye Shangqiu paused, turned his head to the side, and moved the long hair that was suppressed by Shang Yuci, and said coldly: "What?"

Why did the traitor become weird after he came out of the secret realm?

Could it be that he took too much Qingxin Dan?

Master Ye carefully reflected on himself, and decided to replace half of the rebellious disciple's Qingxin Pill with Xingshen Pill.

Anyway, the effect is similar.

Shang Yuci still didn't know that his master had already thought of what pills to feed him in the future, leaned against Ye Shangqiu's back and closed his eyes, but suddenly took Ye Shangqiu into his arms again, In Ye Shangqiu's ear, he asked in a low voice: "Master, there are only disciples around, right?"

"There is no Shen Junqian... and there is no Tantaijing, right?"

"There is no Xie Chongxing, and no one else, right?"

The lower his voice was, Ye Shangqiu's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, his brows were furrowed, his voice was no longer as cold as before, as if there was a hint of worry in it: "Shang Yu Ci!"

Shang Yuci heard the words, raised his head slightly, and rubbed against Ye Shangqiu's ear, his dark eyes turned into a dark golden color at some point, exuding a metal-like cold and sharp color: " Master..."

A faint light of Buddha has appeared on his body, and the irrepressible murderous aura is hidden under the majestic and benevolent Buddhist connotations, blending together, like an ancient and sharp knife placed in a Buddhist altar, Even if the Sanskrit sounds were continuous day and night, they still couldn't erase the bloody murderous aura soaked in the deepest part of the years of bloody battles.

Ye Shangqiu faintly sensed something was wrong, his breathing was slightly stagnant, then he raised his hand, tapped his fingertips, and several pills with a strange fragrance fell into his hand, and sent them to Shang Yuci's mouth following his movements.

Naturally, Shang Yuci could be avoided, but Ye Shangqiu kept handing it to Shang Yuci's mouth as if he hadn't considered this possibility.

Shang Yuci frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

Ye Shangqiu looked at him quietly with cold eyes.

Shang Yuci frowned, lowered his eyelashes, rubbed his lips against Ye Shangqiu's palm, and then swallowed those pills together.

The feeling of the not-so-soft, but warm and slightly moist lip tip rubbing against the palm of his hand was very strange, Ye Shangqiu moved his fingertips, and was about to pull his hand back.

However, Shang Yuci reacted very quickly and grabbed his wrist, raised his eyes to look at Ye Shangqiu: "Master..."

Ye Shangqiu: "?"

"Can the disciple give me a kiss?"

Before Ye Shangqiu could answer, he lowered his head and kissed Ye Shangqiu's fingertips lightly.

Ye Shangqiu's pupils narrowed slightly, and he withdrew his hand extremely quickly, pursing his thin lips lightly: "..."

The dark golden color in Shang Yuci's eyes became more and more intense, and his smile lightened: "The disciple's Taoist heart is not stable, so he lost his composure... I hope Master will forgive me."

"And, Master agreed."

He admitted so neatly that he was unstable in Daoism and behaved badly, but Ye Shangqiu couldn't react: "..."

No, when did he agree? !

Shang Yu said: "Master didn't refuse just now, didn't he agree?"

Ye Shangqiu: "...Nonsense."

"Okay. The master never agreed, this matter is the disciple's obsession... Will the master forgive the disciple?" Shang Yuci looked at Ye Shangqiu with a smile, and tilted his head. He looked really handsome. Bright moon and clear breeze, except for those dark golden eyes that are as deep as an abyss, he looks like a young and famous monk who has attained the Tao, and people can't help but get close to him.

"You..." Ye Shangqiu frowned.

Shang Yuci slowly lowered his eyes, as if he was very wronged, and looked pitiful: "Master?"

Ye Shangqiu lowered his eyes and said coldly: "You really know your mistake?"

Shang Yuci smiled slightly, but stopped talking.

Ye Shangqiu: "..."

To deceive the master and destroy the ancestors is really a traitor.

The fuzzy memory that suddenly appeared and was rooted in his sea of ​​consciousness struck again. A face that was very similar to Shang Yuci, but more mature and handsome, appeared clearly and clearly in Ye Shangqiu's sea of ​​consciousness. The smile was the same. Gently, the hand protruding from the monk's robe held another person's fingertips, and kissed them devoutly.

As if the warm breath fell on his hands, Ye Shangqiu's fingers hidden in the sleeves of his robe moved slightly, his dark eyes flickered slightly, and he was slightly absent-minded.

"The assessment is almost over, let's go back soon." Ye Shangqiu collected his thoughts, turned his head away from Shang Yuci for a few steps, turned his head and stood facing the wind, his brows were slightly tightened, and he no longer looked at him with lowered eyes.

Shang Yuci looked at his back thoughtfully.

For a moment, the surrounding seemed to be quiet for an instant, only the sound of the wind breaking when the wings of the flying phoenix were flapping, and the rustling of the grass and trees below were blown by the wind when they passed by.

Quiet and quiet.

The Flame Beast Secret Realm is neither far nor close to the Taiqing Sect, so they maintained such a quiet atmosphere until they returned to the Taiqing Sect, took the comatose Demon Cultivator, and went to the Shangong Hall to hand in the assessment task.

The map of the Flame Beast Secret Realm they recorded is extremely detailed, covering everything from the outer to the inner, and even deeper places. The steward who checked the task couldn't help showing surprise, and pressed Ye Shangqiu's handed over with one hand. The two jade slips were deliberated and said: "The map submitted by the Master and the Master is very detailed below, and the assessment task has been overfulfilled..."

He asked Ye Shangqiu and Shang Yuci for their disciple's token, and then lightly touched it, a flash of spiritual light flashed like light snow, and the connection between them and that token seemed to be deeper and closer some.

The steward took out two more storage bags and divided them into the hands of Ye Shangqiu and Shang Yuci respectively: "This is the assessment reward that the two venerables deserve."

Ye Shangqiu glanced at it briefly, then put away his share, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."

The steward seemed a little flattered, waved his hands again and again, and said with a smile: "The Master is very polite, the Master is too polite!"

Shang Yuci glanced at the storage bag in front of him, pushed the storage bag towards Ye Shangqiu, and said with a smile: "Master, keep it for the disciple."

Ye Shangqiu lowered his eyes: "...you keep it for yourself."

Shang Yuci tilted his head, his eyes darkened: "Master, do you dislike the disciple who is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha?"

Ye Shangqiu: "...Don't make trouble for no reason."

"It turns out that in Master's heart, the disciple is a person who always makes trouble for no reason?" Shang Yuci said softly, put away the storage bag, and then picked up the demon cultivator and sent it to the steward, his voice sounded like A little cold: "Trouble."

The officer was taken aback for a moment, and after checking the identity of the demon cultivator, his eyes lit up: "Heart Devourer?!"

The Demon Cultivator whom he called the Heart Eater was still in a coma, and he didn't wake up after hearing the words. The steward thought about it a few times, grabbed a handful of the beam of light, took a ball of light, and raised his hand to record it. Erase the task: "This is one of the tasks of this disciple's assessment. The assessment task chosen by the two venerables is to rub the map of the flame beast. The reward for completing the task has been handed over to the two of you. And the captured Or the task of killing the Heart-devouring Demon has been completed, I will erase it from the classification of assessment tasks, and the rewards for completing this task..."

He didn't even think about it, he sold one to Ye Shangqiu and Shang Yuci, and took out two storage bags, which looked a little bigger than the previous two: "It's also handed over to two in the hands of the venerable."

Shang Yuci took the two storage bags together with the previous one, and then stretched out the other hand to hold Ye Shangqiu's wrist: "The disciple is tired."

For such a big man, his head was slightly lowered, and he didn't have the same cold aura as before. His whole breath seemed to be restrained, and he looked aggrieved and pitiful. He stared at Ye Shangqiu with a pair of eyes: "Master. ..."

Ye Shangqiu's thin lips were slightly pursed, his face was frosty, but he didn't take his hand out of his palm.

"...Let's go."

They first went to Yaoling Peak to meet Yaoling Tianjun, talked to Yaoling Tianjun about their experiences in the Flame Beast Secret Realm, and then distributed some of the elixir obtained in the secret realm to him. Leaving from the Medicine Spirit Hall and returning to his own palace.

Just after opening the palace's restriction, Ye Shangqiu walked in, his robe sleeves fluttered, and he disappeared in an instant.

Shang Yuci, who was behind, watched his actions, smiled slightly, and walked in slowly with the three storage bags in his arms.

The more his master pampered him, the more he wanted to further occupy his mind.

This is... what to do.

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