Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 1000

He knew she was alert and decisive, but he didn't expect that she would be so decisive this time that he was caught off guard.

He could clearly feel her attachment to him, and couldn't sense her murderous intent towards him at all, but she chose the moment when he was most defenseless to stab him hard in the heart.

She said soft words that made people feel sad, but her hands were doing cruel work that took her life.

He laughed angrily, then reached out and grabbed her hands and switched their positions. He pressed his body forward, holding her hand that was stabbing his heart with the awl tightly, not caring that this would make the awl pierce him deeper.

Although the needle was pierced deeply, no scarlet blood seeped out.

"You can't kill me like this," the silver-haired immortal smiled brightly after she tore off his disguise, with piercing mockery in his eyes, "Do you know why?"

"Why?" Sang Yue was not flustered. After all, she had expected this. "Just give me a hint. I'll try again next time."

Of course she knew that it was not so easy to kill him, but the awl that Emperor Yun mentioned was so powerful that she wanted to give it a try.

Watching the sky-piercing spike pierce his heart, a large amount of spiritual energy immediately gushed out of the wound. She thought that this would at least make the other party unable to get up due to the pain. If the other party instinctively escaped from this body due to the pain, wouldn't Asu be back?
Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Not only did he not flee from his body in pain, but he no longer concealed his abilities and held her tightly.

She didn't think she would stab the wrong person.

The look he cast at her was full of contempt, a genuine emotion that was clearly visible on his face. He was exactly like those people back home who thought her songs were synthesized with high technology and that she was an actress supported by a wealthy sponsor.

Feng Yeheng and Qing Su Xianzun had never looked at her like this before. Even Ye Huanyu and Yun Changsheng could only express their helplessness and indifference.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you get it wrong.

Among the medicinal plants given by Emperor Yun, there was a plant of Ningxian Grass, which was also a non-attributed Chaos Grass that matured once every thousand years. If she pricked the wrong plant, it would definitely help him to condense his immortal body again. This was what she asked Emperor Yun for, and she was willing to exchange it for the reward.

if so.

If it wasn't an attributeless immortal herb, she might not have dared to act so decisively. Fortunately, Emperor Yun gave it to her without asking anything, and the reward was still hers, which she used as a tool to dispel his doubts.

As it turned out, man proposes, God disposes, and he was unharmed.

"Why should I tell you?" He said with a teasing look, his eyes like a hard brush constantly scraping across her face, "I prefer to see your expression of being unable to understand."

I wanted to ask her to beg him, but then I thought that she didn't care about moral integrity or anything like that.

If praying would help, she would really pray.

Having been humiliated many times in his previous life, he will not be fooled in this life and will change his way of saying it.

"I don't understand," Sang Yue said with a confused expression, "I really don't understand why there are gods in this world that are so difficult to kill. Can this kind-hearted person give me a hint?"

"..."

"Good Samaritan?"

"If you scream again, I'll kill you." He said coldly, and looked at her decisively shut up with satisfaction. He added, "I can tell you, but I'm afraid you can't bear it."

"Don't worry, I can do it, just tell me." Sang Yue said confidently, "If I can't bear it, wouldn't it be a good opportunity for you to watch the fun?"

She dares to murder her own husband, so what else can stop her?
"That's true," the silver-haired immortal smiled, staring at her face and said, "When that fool was healing your wounds, he condensed a small part of his distracted heart into the purest and cleanest part, and melted it into your heart..." Only the purest and cleanest can be perfectly integrated without her noticing.

She only said that he was not allowed to tamper with the Bishui Ruyi and other magical instruments, but she did not say that he was not allowed to tamper with her. This time she was taken away from his territory quietly, and he had to rely on Aman to find her location accurately.

In order to avoid repeating the same mistake, he decisively cast a spell on her.

In this way, even if she is trapped by the artifact again in the future, he can find her with the bond of his heart. There are not many artifacts in the world, and even if there are, if the user's Taoism is not as good as his, the effect of the artifact is extremely limited.

"So, if you want to kill me, you have to pierce your own heart as well." He stared into her eyes and said with a smile, "But killing me is the same as killing him. Are you willing to do that?"

"That's the way to kill him," Sang Yue really didn't understand, and frowned, "I want to kill you."

"He is me, and I am him." When he mentioned this, the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper. "A Yue, my Yue Zun, long time no see."

After he finished speaking, he released her hands, grabbed the back of her neck and lifted her up.

When her forehead touched his, in an instant, his memories flooded into her like a tide... As her face grew paler, there was a loud bang and the entire Yuchen Palace exploded.

Thanks to the protection of the barrier, Sang Yue was not frightened by the loud noises from the outside world.

The collapse of the palace made the light in front of her eyes suddenly brighten. She raised her hand with a pale face to block it. After she got used to it, she slowly put her hand down and calmly saw that there were heavy troops guarding outside Panlong Fairy Mountain, and all the immortals were ready for battle.

Emperor Yun and Immortal Master Yilan stood in front of the other immortals, looking at her with concern.

"A-Sang, are you okay?" Emperor Yun looked at her and said, "Come here quickly."

"Sang, Lord Sang?" Meng Ji and He Yu had no idea what was going on, they only knew that the sky outside the fairy mountain suddenly surged with murderous intent. They and A Man were on alert, their hair standing on end, when the palace behind them suddenly exploded again, "What's going on?!"

Ah Man: “…”

What else could it be? The couple had a fight again. The patience of the God is too short. He got tired of pretending to be weak after only a few days? He was probably too lazy to pretend and was seen through by his master.

But it didn't dare to say it because it didn't know what its owner's attitude was.

If she swears to fight the God to the death, then I, the cannon fodder, must follow closely behind her.

If it followed its master, it might have a narrow escape, but if it turned its gun around and stood on the side of the God, it would have been dead for sure. The God had disliked it for a long time, and it was only thanks to its tight embrace of its master that it was spared death.

Therefore, the choice of Meng Ji and He Yu determined their life and death, and it dared not say anything.

Without waiting for Sang Yue to answer, the thick smoke from the palace's collapse gradually dissipated, revealing a black robe. As the black robe became clearer, the pure and ethereal air lingering in the mountains also evolved into a thick and fierce aura.

Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, a tall figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

He had a face that was very familiar to all the beings in the fairyland, but the difference was that the silver hair that seemed to emit a faint starlight had turned into a head of thick black hair. He looked at the surrounding beings with a gentle gaze and said in a calm tone:
"Father-in-law, why did you disturb my Yuchen Palace with such a big fuss?"

“Your Majesty, please forgive me,” Emperor Yun had a gentle demeanor as always, and remained calm even when facing a huge disaster. “Your Majesty is a lost god from the ancient times, and I am not worthy of the title of father-in-law.”

"I think so too," the black-haired man said calmly, "But everything has its roots. My wife had a relationship with you in her previous life, but unfortunately it was cut off, causing you two to lose your soulless heir..."

Upon hearing this, Immortal Master Yilan's eyes were already filled with tears. He looked at his adopted daughter who was half-kneeling beside the man in disbelief.