Rebellious Contract Beast

Chapter 128 What are you hiding?

These few days, Shen Yi's life is as leisurely as ever, if anything happened, it would be that in the space inside his body, the biggest blast of heavenly triggering all spirits has been successfully rubbed to the tenth level by him!
Shen Yi defined it as the size of a truck, so it should be easy to kill a strong man with a blast, right?

As the Tian Yin Wan Ling Blast got bigger and bigger, he could already feel a destructive aura from it.

In addition to the tenth-level Heavenly Inducing Myriad Spirit Explosion, there were two eighth-level Heavenly Inducing Myriad Spirit Explosions, and the seventh-level Heavenly Inducing Myriad Spiritual Explosion, which was nearly eighty rounds.

With full firepower, Shen Yi is completely a bomber made of flesh and blood!

In addition, he found that as he became stronger day by day, the consumption of red energy accelerated, and at the same time, the speed of rubbing the sky to induce the explosion of all spirits was also accelerated. In the past, it took one night to rub the third-level sky to induce the explosion of all spirits. Now he only needs less than an hour.

Back to the topic, Shen Yi, who was flying in the air, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Alchemy Hall in Dingwei Peak. Bian Daoqing's condition is also getting worse day by day, and he looks more and more like an old man who is dying.

In the past few days, he went to check in at the alchemy hall, and the amount of Yunshou Dan he gave was several times higher than before, and he had the intention of giving all the inheritance to himself.

Anyway, after hearing what he said just now, Bian Daoqing might not last too long.

And his state is most likely caused by too much plague.

If this is the case, it is very easy for Shen Yi, the difficulty lies in whether the other party can understand what he means.

Although this Bian Daoqing loves to order others and is lazy, but it is undeniable that he is a good person to Shen Yi, and Shen Yi does not want to see this old man Bian Daoqing die.

Some difficulties, if Shen Yi can help, he will help.

"Forget it..." Shaking his head, Shen Yi threw out all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and flew back to Dingwang Peak Zhili Garden.As soon as he entered the beast hall, he saw the large pot of Yunshou Pill inside.

Since a few days ago, he has changed from three meals a day to one meal a day, but this meal is a large pot of high-quality beast accumulation pills, so of course Shen Yi will not complain.

A dragon sucked water and dazzled all the Yunshou Pills in the basin, and Shen Yi nestled on the haystack to digest the red energy comfortably.

But not long after, he faintly heard the graceful sound of the piano from outside.

"The old hag is back?"

Cultivators in this world don’t have to sit cross-legged as in the novel when practicing. People who can step into the road of cultivation can practice in many ways, but no matter what the method is, there is only one ultimate goal, that is Allow yourself to calm down.

The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are the old hag's way of training.

Thinking of something, Shen Yi stood up and walked out of the animal offering hall, and soon found the old witch in the pavilion in the backyard.

When she saw her, her hand playing the piano didn't stop, as if she didn't notice Shen Yi, her slender fingers slowly plucked the strings to play a gentle and pleasant melody.

The sound of ding ding dong dong sounded like a clear spring flowing.

"What are you looking for from me?"

"Nothing, just asking you some questions."

"Just ask."

"Do you know Bian Daoqing from the Alchemy Hall?"

"I know, forcibly entering the level of knowledge, the god of life can no longer bear too much plague." Tsurumi Chuyun said without raising her head, but she always felt that she was yin and yang herself.

It's hard to say anything.

"What will happen if the epidemic gas endured by the god of fate has exceeded the limit?"

"The beast spirit returns."

"What do you mean?"

"Where did you come from, where will you go back after you die."

"Ah?" Shen Yi was taken aback for a moment.

Can the contract beast be like this after it's dead?
Tsurumi Chuyun didn't explain this, but gave Shen Yi a very strange look.

Shen Yi's heart trembled, and he quickly suppressed the thought of trying.

After the contract beast dies, it will go back wherever it came from. It is definitely not that simple.

Or do not try.

"...It's about the same as being dead, isn't it?"

"Yeah." He Jian Chuyun nodded.

"Then what will happen to the Master if the contracted beast dies under such circumstances?"

"Escape the soul."

"Tell me in detail."

"The physical body can no longer accommodate the soul, and the soul leaves the body and enters the calamity of reincarnation."

"Okay, I'm done asking, goodbye." Shen Yi nodded, turned around and left, Tsurumi Chuyun didn't say anything, and continued to play the piano.

But before walking far, Shen Yi asked again: "It's been such a long time, why hasn't Qiuyu come back?"

Hey~
The sound of the zither stopped suddenly, and Tsurumi Chuyun looked at the front and was silent for a while before turning his head to look at Shen Yi, his tone was the same as the expression on her face, flat and without any emotion.

"Qiu Yu's mother's family has a lot of things to do, and she won't be back for a while. I sent Xing Bao to go with her when I left. She will be fine."

"alright."

Shen Yi didn't think too much about it, and went directly back to the animal offering hall, successfully cracked a space storage bag with his senses again, threw out all the medicine pills and some unknown but useful items in it, and then threw them Putting in her own magic weapon of space to fill the vacancy in it, Shen Yi fell asleep.

Tonight, he had a dream. He dreamed that he turned into a snake, curled up on a grave, silently staring at a plainly dressed woman crying.

Her voice was hoarse and she was crying very sadly.

Shen Yi watched for a long time before he realized that the person was his mother.

He couldn't speak, he couldn't even move, and tears rolled in his eyes, but they couldn't flow.

He heard his mother calling his name.

"Shen Yi! Shen Yi...My son, how could you just die like this...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo what should you do if you keep me and your father in this world?"

The old couple worked hard for most of their lives just to support themselves in studying and becoming talented. They finally waited until they could get out of society and work to make money, but they didn't want to die in the mountain stream that they had seen countless times but never cared about during the most reunion season.

When Shen Yi left, he also took away the light in the eyes of the second elder.

In the dream, he struggled for a long time, and finally only uttered an extremely low syllable.

"mom……"

But the other party did not hear, leaning on the tombstone and weeping bitterly.

She picked up the red plastic bag on the side, which seemed to be a piece of clothing.

"Shen Yi, when Mom passed by the mall today, I saw a very nice dress. Don't you like white clothes? Come and see this coat, isn't it good? I bought it for you, and you must be handsome if you wear it Very...but...but, after buying the clothes, Mom realizes that you are no longer here..."

Hearing this, Shen Yi couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted with all her strength: "Mom! I'm here! I... I'm not dead, I'm alive..."

This sound, he almost yelled, his mother seemed to hear it, and suddenly raised her head, but she didn't see anything.

Shen Yi in the dream could move, but only his head could move, his body floated into the air uncontrollably, higher and higher, farther and farther away, he didn't know where he was going to go.

The edge of his vision began to turn black, and it was about to engulf all his vision, Shen realized something, looked down at the familiar village below, that was his hometown, that was the place where he grew up.

The creek trickled across the stone bridge, the breeze blew the weeds outside the fence, the corn was ripe, but the pomegranates on the trees were still immature.

Nothing has changed, exactly the same as my childhood memory.

After the black completely occupied Shen Yi's perspective, he sighed in his heart.

"Shen Yi, look back at the hometown and take another look, in the future... I will never go back."

After the darkness completely engulfed his vision, Shen Yi was stunned for a while, but soon realized something was wrong.

"Huh? Why am I so sober?"

Just as this question flashed through his mind, Shen Yi felt that it was the familiar secret room!

It's a shared perspective!
It is coming!
But why was it black just now?

Shen Yi quickly figured it out, the owner of the perspective should have just closed his eyes, so what he saw was pitch black!
As soon as he opened his eyes, the owner of this perspective seemed to be lost in thought. He looked to the side, and Shen Yi realized that there were actually two masked men in black standing behind this guy. The soldiers of the People's Liberation Army did not give up.

Seeing that one of them opened his mouth and said something, the owner of the angle of view quickly turned back, reached out to pick up a roll of paper on the desk case, and opened it to read.

At the same time, Shen Yi's heart skipped a beat!
Sure enough, he was responding to himself!
As soon as the paper was opened, a short text came into view: My name is Chen Xingyun, the deceased of the star*, I have been waiting for you in this secluded room for thousands of years.

After just one glance, the angle of view went dark, and Shen Yi woke up leisurely. Fortunately, he could see the words on it clearly.

"Chen Xingyun..." Shen Yi read the name again, felt something foreign in the corner of his eye, and quickly raised his paw to wipe it away, only to realize that it was all his tears.

The melancholy and sadness brought to him by the dream faded away after waking up from the dream.

In the dream, he seemed to smell the soil of his hometown, which aroused his thoughts.

"I'm gone, who will provide for my parents in the future..."

Opening his mouth and taking a deep breath of air, Shen Yi got up and walked out the door. That Chen Xingyun was waiting for him?
He knew he would show up?

Also, he knew that he was someone who had died once?
What is this ghost?

But these are not the main thing, the main thing is seeing the secret room again, which suddenly made Shen realize a key point.

Why did Chen Xingyun stay in that secret room all the time?
No fat guy can stay at home.

The space is not big and the light is dim. It is impossible for a normal person to stay there for too long. If it is a retreat... It's hard to say, Shen Yi has to go to the old witch.

Ask her something, and then ask her to write a sentence for me to reply to that Chen Xingyun.

After leaving the beast hall, Shen Yi spread her wings and flew towards the front yard. Just now when Tsurumi Chuyun was about to go to the main peak, Shen Yi stopped her before she went out.

Chun Tan, who was following behind, was frightened and took a step back, but neither Tsurumi Chuyun nor the face makeup who was also following behind did not move.

Seeing clearly that it was Shen Yi, He Jian Chuyun frowned, Shen Yi didn't speak, and motioned to the other party with his eyes, then walked around the three of them and walked back.

"You wait here, I will go back."

"It's Miss."

The two of them dared not and would not disobey Tsurumi Chuyun, they hurriedly bowed in response, while Tsurumi Chuyun quickly followed up with Shen Yi who had already gone away, holding up the hem of his clothes.

One dragon, one man, one behind, and after a while, they came to the pavilion on the pond in the backyard.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I have a question for you."

"..."

"I heard that you retreated a while ago, how did you retreat?"

"Why do you ask about this?"

"It's troublesome to explain, just tell me."

"There are many ways to retreat, which kind of retreat are you referring to?"

Shen Yi paused for a short while, organized his words in his mind, and quickly said: "It's like locking yourself in a closed space, waking up every twelve... no, every six hours."

"Huh?" Tsurumi Chuyun was puzzled for a moment, and shook his head, "Everyone's retreat method is determined by their preferences. I can't answer this question for you."

After finishing speaking, He Jian Chuyun turned around and was about to leave, but Shen Yi quickly stopped her after seeing it.

"What are you in a hurry for? Wait a minute."

Seeing some helplessness in Chu Yun's eyes, Tsurumi shrugged and said, "If you have any questions, just ask."

"That's it, if you are in a confined space, how long can you retreat?"

"The pure level can be fasted, but I haven't reached the pure level yet, so it will take three days at most."

"But what if you have already cultivated to the pure level?" Shen Yi asked again, this time Tsurumi Chuyun answered quickly "one month."

"Only a month?"

"if not?"

"Is there any old monster that can be closed for hundreds of years in one retreat?"

After Shen Yi finished speaking, he suddenly saw the other party frowned, and said with a serious expression in the next second: "It's a taboo to practice behind closed doors, maybe it will be self-defeating and go astray."

"... Is it possible that such a person exists?"

"I don't know, there are so many wonders in the great world... But a person's life is only a hundred years, and those with advanced cultivation are only a thousand years. Few people have a hundred years to kill."

The other party's words made Shen Yi ponder for a while, then suddenly he nodded and said, "Have you brought some paper? Write a few words for me."

Tsurumi Chuyun didn't speak, he just sat on the stone bench in the pavilion with his hands spread out, tissue paper and an inkstone appeared out of nowhere on the stone table, and he picked up an ink stick and rubbed it slowly on the inkstone .

"Write what."

"Just write...what are you hiding from?"

Tsurumi Chuyun didn't ask anything, the ink stick in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and he picked up a brush out of thin air, and quickly left the five words "what are you hiding" on the tissue paper.

"Is that so?"

"Yes!" Shen Yi's eyes lit up, and he raised his paws and pulled the written cotton paper off the stone table. Although the writing and strokes in this world seem very complicated, it has to be said that after the old witch The words written by hand always have a unique beauty.

"It's alright, bye."

Folding the tissue paper, Shen Yi turned around and left, but the next second she remembered something, turned around and said, "By the way, how do you write the character A?"

"What fake?"

"A, B, C, Ding's A."

Tsuru saw Chuyun frowned, but said nothing, another piece of tissue paper appeared on the stone table, he raised his pen and left a word on it.

"Here."

Hearing her snort, Shen Yi hurriedly took a closer look, and after a while raised his paw and drew one on the table according to the character "A" written by the other party.

"Look, does it look like it?"

Taking a look, Crane saw Chuyun's strange expression, the character "A" written by Shen Yi was extremely ugly to her, as if a three-year-old child scratched it out with a fist holding a tree branch.

"How is it? Can you tell that this is a character A?"

Tsurumi Chuyun pursed his lips, although it was ugly, but it had to be said that the "A" written by Shen Yi could make people see what it was.

In the end she nodded, and Shen Yi left in satisfaction.

After Shen Yi left, He Jian Chuyun stayed in the pavilion for a while, and after a while, he called a servant and said to him: "Go find someone to change this table."

"It's Miss."

The servant bowed and saluted, watching Tsurumi Chuyun leave.

On the other side, Shen Yi, who returned to the beast hall, immediately nailed the tissue paper with the words "what are you hiding" written on the wall, and after finishing this, he flew towards the alchemy hall.

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