After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

Yan Yuexi murmured to herself in a low voice: "There are times in life that must be fulfilled, but there are times in life that don't exist. Don't force it... How can a monk's practice be regarded as forcing... Aren't we going against nature?"

Jiang Su frowned lightly, his expression was extremely serious, and he said coldly: "I asked you to go against the will of heaven, and I didn't let you directly find fault with the way of heaven. It's not like you don't know that the Demon Realm is a place abandoned by the way of heaven. You have to go. Looking for ascension here, do you expect the ladder to break through the dark clouds and come down to meet you?"

"Does God owe you something? He's been so good to you, yet he still lets you use the back door?"

The girl in colorful clothes folded her arms and held her blind stick in her arms. "Besides, you are a human being. No one can escape from the yin and yang of heaven and earth."

Monks are nothing, they are just lucky people.

Where does the self-confidence come from to open up another place of transcendence within the already solid yin and yang rules?

Yan Yuexi repeated foolishly: "A place abandoned by Heaven... Abandoned by Heaven..."

In the place abandoned by the way of heaven, there are people whom the way of heaven has abandoned.

"Then what should I... do? I have no way out."

There were tears flowing out of the female cultivator's dark eyes, running through the twists and turns of the flesh and blood vessels, and evenly touching her chin under the uneven flow.

She was also a beauty before. She wore fur clothes, rode a horse, and raced flowers on the snow. She had a unique charm.

As time goes by, the elders ascend or pass away, and only she and her junior brother are left in the entire Lan Yue Valley.

Yan Yuexi saw with his own eyes that this young junior disciple was blessed with divine help during his cultivation. He had a small enlightenment in three months, a big enlightenment in three years, and half of the book was left in ruins. The flow of his river was really like a river of spring water flowing eastward, taking the name of the Moon Valley from the Eastern Region. Spread to the entire world of cultivation.

He is the youngest god-incarnation, the No. 1 medical practitioner in the world, and he can heal the flow of the immortal river.

And myself...

The other half of the ancient book was read and recited over and over again, and the elixirs among them were refined countless times by one's own hands, and the flesh and blood were cut off... and countless people were saved.

Why can't I become a god...

Her path to immortality in Yanyuexi seemed as if someone had thrown a big stone that completely blocked her way to ascension.

Someone told her that she could go around the big rock and be herself completely on the way to ascension...

She is enchanted.

After becoming a demon, Yan Yuexi had an epiphany and broke through from the Nascent Soul to become a God.

The boy's voice echoed in his ears.

"Master... are you okay..."

"Master, please stop treating these demonic cultivators... They are all lying to you. How can we cure the demonic cultivators' illnesses? Once the spiritual power is contaminated with demonic energy, it will be completely useless!!!"

The young man knelt in the heavy snow, staring blankly at the burning wooden house in front of him, which was like a hell on earth. His master was burned to ashes in the fire.

Dispersed with the breeze.

He desperately stuffed the white ash into his clothes, and hugged the ash on the ground that had not been blown away with trembling arms...

"Master... Master, don't leave. Master, if you leave, what will you do when you return..."

The young man panicked, his delicate face soaked with tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes randomly and fell to the ground.

Seeing the ashes belonging to the female nun scattered in the sky and the earth, he grabbed a large handful of ashes and stuffed them into his mouth in horror.

He hesitated: "Master...Master..."

The plump young man in dark green robe swallowed the ashes in handfuls.

Does this count as being with Master forever?

Yan Yuexi gently brushed the boy's hair, like a passing wind soothing his broken heart.His palms touched the void in the air.

Yes, hundreds of years have passed since I faked my death and entered the demonic realm.

Yan Yuexi gradually came back to her senses and touched the uneven surface with her fingertips, "Susu, you came at the right time..."

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to understand anything when my life span is exhausted."

She had an epiphany.

Jiang Su could only hear the man being silent for a long time, stretching his arms from time to time, wondering if he would be caught if he brought another demon cultivator out of the black tower.

Outside is a monk from the Demon-Suppressing Temple. It’s not a simple matter after all.

Do you have an undiscovered talent in educating people? ! !How come everyone has an epiphany when they listen to themselves talking? !
"Susu, just now you said that Xiao Hui found a female doll who looks like me as his apprentice and committed a heinous blood debt. Is this seriously true?!"

At this moment, Yan Yuexi's body was full of demonic energy, the black smoke was thick, and he could control it flexibly.

Fang Zhe couldn't help but secretly think about it. It turns out that the great demons who were successful in cultivation only existed in ancient times had this kind of aura.

Jiang Su also felt the sudden rise of demonic energy surrounding his body, and his heart sank.

"If you don't believe it, why bother asking me again."

This Yan Yuexi, after hearing what others say, first asks whether it is true or false, it is obvious that he has made up his own mind.

Seeing Jiang Su's gloomy expression, Yan Yuexi hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the little boy's arm, "Su Su, don't be angry. I'm just... used to saying this. I don't doubt what you mean. Please talk to your uncle. , what on earth did my evil disciple do!!!"

Mentioning this, the female cultivator's tone became more and more serious, "I brought Yanhui up since he was a child. His parents thought that when he was just born, he was all yellow and showed signs of blackening. They mistakenly thought that he was in poor health. Sold as human animals."

"I just happened to be passing by, felt the bones, and saw that he had the talent to practice Taoism, so I brought him back to the valley to adopt him. He is equivalent to my child... How can I accept hearing from him again? It is such an outrageous thing. "

Jiang Su wanted to take her hand out, but this person held her tightly, looking like a glue, looking more like a sister than an elder.

She said coldly: "That's what you heard. There are absolutely no lies."

Yan Yuexi reappeared the flesh and blood of her youth, her eyes were lonely, as cold as the moon, and miserable.

Seeing that his struggle was useless, Jiang Su directly called out his hand to the red monk for help, swinging it randomly in front of him.

When Fang Zhe saw this, he had a clear understanding in his heart. He raised his hand and stretched out his arm. He stepped forward and let the girl grab the corner of his robe and gently pull it in front of him.

Jiang Su took the opportunity to get rid of Yan Yuexi and half-hidden behind Fang Zhe.

"Hey, if you still have doubts, why don't you just tell us how to get from the eighth floor to the ninth floor? I heard that the ninth floor was broken open from the outside world. You can go out with us. Your apprentice may still be in the Western Region. , if you ask in person, you will know whether it is true or false.”

Yan Yuexi was stunned for a moment, then excitedly leaned in front of the two of them, and hugged Jiang Su intimately, beaming with joy, "Are you serious?!!"

Jiang Su: "..."

You really take truth and falsehood as your mantra.

Realizing that she had spoken inappropriately again, Yan Yuexi twitched her lips apologetically, "Susu...Uncle Master didn't mean it..."

"So, how to get to the ninth floor."

Jiang Su leaned against Fang Zhe indifferently, speaking calmly and not making waves.

The smile on Yan Yuexi's face gradually disappeared, and she looked at Jiang Su solemnly.

(End of this chapter)