[Seven Nights of Golden Light] Emotion

The bottom of the tree house is a thick layer of leaves.I don't know what kind of tree it is. The leaves are very resilient and exude a fresh fragrance, which seems to have the effect of repelling mosquitoes. There are inevitably small gaps in the 'wall' made of intertwined branches, but no mosquitos get in.

Jin Guang tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.How could Qiye fall asleep like this.

"If we can't sleep, shall we do something else?" Qiye blew into Jin Guang's ear, and stretched a hand in from the hem of his shirt.

With a flicker of golden light, he held down the mischievous hand. "We agreed, once every two days from now on."

Qiye put her head next to him, teasing his earlobe between her lips, and said vaguely: "Anyway, you can't sleep..."

Maybe it's the effect of the formation, when Qiye just woke up, he was extremely annoying, Jin Guang had a guilty conscience, and it was really hard to refuse Qiye, so it was really absurd for a few days, but in the end Qiye was satisfied, but it brought some difficulties to Jinguang The words are embarrassing.But he couldn't tell Qiye about the embarrassment openly as a reason, so he had to forcefully stipulate "once every two days" for Qiye.

A dry heat gradually rose in the lower abdomen, Jin Guang took a deep breath, and pushed Qiye away violently——the resistance of the body that has tasted the taste of jjj is very weak.

Qiye stared at Jin Guang aggrievedly: "Does Jin Guang not like me?"

Jin Guang choked in his throat: "Ahem... what nonsense are you talking about!" His cheeks were stained bright red due to coughing and embarrassment. "That, the color is the bone-scraping steel knife... You can't indulge in lust!"

After Qiye heard Jin Guang's words, she became more and more wronged. "Obviously you started it first."

Jin Guang, who was wronged, was speechless. Seeing that Qiye, who had gained the upper hand, was approaching him again, thinking of all the inconveniences of the next day, Jin Guang quickly diverted Qiye's attention: "I was thinking just now, according to what Taixu Sanren said, cultivation They all have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, their life expectancy is extremely high, and they don't pay much attention to avoiding the world, but as far as I can remember, I have never seen a cultivator, and we have not found them in the past few days. Where did the cultivator go? Woolen cloth?"

Qiye hummed: "Who cares where they go!"

Jin Guang felt extremely funny, he never thought that Qiye had such a 'childish' side.The majestic Qiye Demon Lord is like a child... Yes, Qiye is only 20 years old this year.

Still a child indeed.

This child carried the Yinyue Dynasty on his shoulders, and had no choice but to bury his childishness, assuming the aura of a demon king.People in the demon world respected him and feared that he would obey him, but Jin Guang's nose suddenly became sour, and his astringency emerged spontaneously.

"The cultivators have disappeared, but how did they disappear? Are they all dead or have they all left? If they die, who can kill them with their abilities? If they leave, where are they now? Why did they leave? "

Jin Guang's character is like this, no matter what, he can't say anything gentle and soft, so he silenced for a moment, and then simply continued to talk about this topic.

Qiye whimpered for a while to make sure that he could not succeed tonight, and finally put on a serious look: "The ruins of the Taixu Sanren are also a bit strange. That place is deep in the vein of the meditation stone, and it has been abandoned for more than a hundred years. If It wasn't that he carved a reason on the wall, saying that it was reserved for the predestined person, and the little demon with low skill broke in and fainted in fantasy. Obviously, the predestined person he was referring to was not only a cultivator, but also mortals. The problem is a mortal How could it be possible to break into the Demon Realm? You haven’t seen what he left behind, so you don’t feel it. But I think his things are more likely to be left to mortals.”

"According to what you said, Taixu San people probably think that cultivators can't get his inheritance?" Jin Guang didn't doubt Qiye's judgment, his curiosity was completely seduced. "Why does he think that cultivators can't get his inheritance... Except for those who are too empty, we have never seen a second place related to cultivators. If the cultivators are dead, how can they kill them? Why do forces destroy corpses and wipe out traces? Anyone who can kill a cultivator must also be a cultivator, but whether it is a competition for interests or a racial vendetta, there is no need to erase even the traces of existence? We didn’t find it because we didn’t look for it? There is no record of a word or half a word of a cultivator in the ancient books, and there are many myths and legends... that may be a cultivator... There is no legend that the gods are extinct, but gradually there are fewer rumors about the gods, even in the devil world. Although the monsters have longer life spans and greater abilities, they are far inferior to the cultivators mentioned in the Taixu Sanren Jade Slip. Did they leave? Where did they go? Why did they leave?..." Jin Guang lingered in the narrow tree house Looking around in circles, talking to himself about analysis.

Qiye couldn't see Jin Guang being preoccupied by things other than him: "Where did they go? What does the dead have to do with us? Unless they come back again?"

The golden eyes sparkled: "You also think they left, right?"

Seven nights:"……"

Jin Guang paced back and forth: "I really want to know the reason for this...natural disasters? Man-made disasters? Where can they go after leaving? Is there a fourth world besides the demon world, the human world and the ghost world? Or is it the legendary heaven! But No one has ever really seen the fairy world. Whether the fairy world exists is still a matter of debate, and it is impossible for all cultivators to become immortals... Ah—what are you doing—" Jin Guang was thrown down suddenly.

Qiye stretched out a leg to press on Jin Guang's body: "Sleep!"

Compared with the dispensable and almost pastime-seeking activities of the past few days, Jinguang paid a lot more attention this time.They came here for the first time and didn't know what the name of the mountain was.Over the past few days, Yujian's flight has come at will, without any plan.Usually they search for immortals based on the local 'Qi'.Even the fortune tellers on the street know how to tell people by their breath.The qi varies from person to person, the qi of an emperor is usually dragon and tiger, the purple qi means extreme hope, and the black qi means disaster.The qi between humans and demons is also different. Demons are born with an evil spirit, which is different from humans. Taoists often say that evil spirits are like this.Taoist disciples also carry various auras, but all practitioners are different from ordinary people.Utensils that have been in contact with Qi for a long time will also carry the same Qi.When Jin Guang and Qiye first arrived in a strange place, they first relied on Qi to find their destination.

Arriving at this mountain yesterday, although the two of them didn't notice the unusual aura, they still felt the extraordinaryness contained in this mountain.Firstly, it was already late yesterday, and secondly, the rolling mountains cover a vast area, and the manpower is so small that it is not surprising that it cannot be noticed.

The forests in the mountains are lush and there are no traces of people, and there are no winding mountain roads that humans have come out of.Fortunately, Jin Guang had wood-type spells to clear the way. Wherever they passed, trees, flowers and plants all avoided like people.Stop and go, nothing found at the end of the day.

In the evening, Qiye asked Jinguang to fulfill his 'obligation', and Jinguang overfulfilled.Well, practicing diligently is really good for the body, at least the physical fitness is not afraid of overuse.

The next day, Jin Guang still released his spiritual consciousness to search for the surrounding aura, and finally got something.In two days, they had entered the depths of the mountains.

It was an inconspicuous grass.If there is no spiritual consciousness, maybe Jin Guang and Qiye will not be able to find it after walking around the mountain for two or three days, but within the range of spiritual consciousness, the ordinary grass is wrapped in a faint red light.It's not a fairy cave but a grass, Jin Guang is a little disappointed.

Jin Guang knows that grass, and there are many authentic medicinal gardens in Xuanxin.Juicy grass, its shape is like sunflower, its taste is like green onion, and it is tired to eat.It is the main material for refining Xuqi Dan, and it is mainly used to relieve fatigue.

But the weeds in the medicine garden were not shrouded in red light.

"I've seen this kind of grass before." Qiye said after examining it carefully. "Jade Jane Pill Chapter, red scorpion, can be used to refine and cultivate Yuandan."

"Peiyuan pill?" Jin Guang read the chapter on spiritual power and the chapter on refining tools, but he hadn't read the chapter on pills yet.

Qiye recalled: "Red weed is a variant of ordinary weed. Eating it directly can strengthen the foundation and cultivate vitality. It can be used together with several ingredients to make Peiyuan Dan, which can repair internal organs and prolong life."

This effect is simply specially prepared for one person.

"Among the [-] ordinary weeds, at most one or two red weeds. Cultivators absorb the essence of heaven and earth to nourish their bodies. Peiyuan Dan has little effect on cultivators. Therefore, although red weeds are rare, they are not common to cultivators. Rare. The red velvet has another effect, and wherever the red velvet grows, the aura is particularly abundant." Qiye said everything he remembered.

They were aware of the abundance of aura on the first day they arrived in the mountains.

"Is there a recipe for refining Peiyuan Dan in the pill chapter?" Jin Guang asked. "Is it difficult?" Regardless of whether it is difficult or not, he intends to try.

Seven nights nodded. "It's not difficult. Do you want it?"

Jin Guang nodded, Qiye walked to the slope where the red weed grew, picked up a palm-sized stone and cut it into a stone shovel, squatted down and carefully threw away the soil at the root of the grass.

"Be careful—" Qiye had just dug out the red weed completely from the soil, when a big colorful parrot suddenly rushed down from the hillside, and rushed towards Qiye like an arrow.

Qiye held the red fenugreek and jumped lightly, the big parrot's coldly shining beak pierced straight into the soil.

It's really a big parrot, two people tall, and its spread wings can easily cover two grown men.

"Where is the thief, how dare you steal the fairy grass of Master Yuyan!" The big parrot spat out the dirt in its mouth, and spoke human words.

It turns out that the red scorpion grass has an owner, and it is only a parrot demon who claims to be the real Yuyan.

If you can't even transform into form, what are you calling a real person!

As soon as the big parrot finished speaking, Qiye grabbed its neck and shook it like a rope: "This beast looks pretty good, how about I give it to you as a mount?" Qiye offered a treasure to Jinguang.

The big parrot flapped its wings and struggled, and the wind from the fan knocked down the thick trees and countless shrubs nearby, but the human who was pinching his neck didn't feel it at all, and another thief even despised it.

"It's too fancy, don't." If it's a lion, tiger, or leopard, it's okay. Although this one can fly, it's more suitable for little girls, except for its size, it's not imposing at all.

The big parrot quacked angrily.If Qiye hadn't pinched its neck, it would have cursed loudly.

Qiye thought it was noisy, pinched its neck and shook it twice, almost rolling its eyes. "Since you don't like it, let's pluck the hair and stew it. Is the parrot soup delicious?"

The big parrot trembled and froze.

"I haven't had parrot soup either, it should be good." Jin Guang looked at the big parrot.

The big parrot felt that the golden eyes had looked directly at its body through its feathers, no——it didn’t want to become parrot soup, it hadn’t laid eggs yet, and the bird’s life had just begun and it must not die young.

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