ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 184 The leader returns
Du Xinghe raised his eyes and his eyelids slightly lifted.

The wide sleeves of Emperor Ying Cang's robe blocked a portion of the moonlight, and the condensed light outlined a cold and lonely edge of light for his tall figure - people who practice immortal cultivation will always attract the spiritual closeness of heaven and earth. The moonlight inadvertently gathered on the top of his head and shoulders, and even his dust-free green lotus crown was soaked with starlight.

It was as if he was the bright moon itself.

"You're so red."

Du Xinghe stated a fact.

“…You are mistaken.”

What a great master in the fusion stage, he has 100% control over his body. In the blink of an eye, Du Xinghe saw his face turn from red to the tip of his ears to the cold white skin he had covered up in the underground palace. He tried to cover it up, but he didn't adjust the color, and his handsome face turned pale in the moonlight.

"Okay, I was wrong."

Du Xinghe moved the chain with two fingers, and in order to prevent the chain from breaking, Ying Cangdi had to shorten the distance between him and her.

She only discovered today that forcing others to get closer to her was actually such a fun thing.

She was so amused that she didn't pay attention and shortened the distance too much.

So close that one can hug the other person just by raising his hand.

"You are different now," Emperor Ying Cang said, "brighter."

Du Xinghe couldn't help but touch his hair.

Fortunately, my hair is thick.

I don't know where the word bright comes from.

Emperor Ying Cang: "When I first saw you, you were only as bright as a firefly, then you were an oil lamp, and now you are a bonfire."

She thought for a moment.

Above the Jindan stage, the concepts of beauty and ugliness are downplayed. Except for great beauties like Ji Wuhuo who are favored by Heaven, high-level cultivators can see deeper and more ethereal things when they observe each other... Just like when she first met Emperor Ying Cang, if he had not deliberately restrained his strength, she would have been overwhelmed by the huge amount of "information" and unable to move just by meeting him.

Du Xinghe saw him this way, and he saw her the same way.

He could "see" more in her than before.

She felt that he would only observe from the dark without saying anything, but just by watching her quietly, he understood her better day by day...but the direction of his understanding was not right. Du Xinghe hummed: "So I am better than before, but why are you saying this suddenly?"

Emperor Ying Cang: "I want to say something you like to hear."

Du Xinghe was stunned.

Emperor Ying Cang: "Every time Ji Wuhuo talks to you, he can make you laugh with just a few words."

and so……

Was he just flattering her?

His Majesty is almost negative in interpersonal communication. He does not need social etiquette. He will automatically yield to others when he goes to that station, not to mention the advanced operations such as flattery and flattery. Du Xinghe could not help laughing at his tone, and he misunderstood it even more: "So you really like to hear these things."

Emperor Ying Cang was somewhat happy and felt that he had made great progress.

He has learned how to make her happy now.

It can be said that he is at the level of a smooth-talking playboy, and His Majesty is secretly pleased with himself.

"It's hard for you to rack your brains to come up with words to praise a little golden elixir of mine."

Du Xinghe glanced at him, his bright eyes filled with a lively smile.

"I didn't just think of it now. I've seen you this way for a long time. Otherwise, how could I know you have five Five Pills the moment we met?"

Words were too pale, so Emperor Ying Cang simply held her hand and let her briefly see what he saw.

The moment their hands held, Du Xinghe's five senses suddenly increased dramatically, as if she was a weakened version of the scenery behind a door. She was surrounded by colorful lights, and in the middle of the light were her and His Majesty. To him, she was like a mayfly seeing the blue sky.

She saw herself in His Majesty's eyes.

Not only was he a pretty face, a well-proportioned body, and even his legs and other details that were highlighted in romance novels, she saw in his eyes the direction of all her spiritual power, the meridians, the acupuncture points on her body, the spiritual platform, and the five golden pills that were slowly flowing...

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Just when Ying Cangdi was still secretly happy that he had held Du Xinghe's hand, she quickly retracted her hand, turned around, covered her mouth and started coughing violently.

Bad news, I almost vomited my dinner while holding hands.

Good news, I didn’t eat dinner, so there’s nothing to vomit.

"Xinghe, are you okay?"

Facing His Majesty's concerned eyes, Du Xinghe touched his forehead lightly and thought for a long time: "Your Majesty, why don't you take a closer look at my face and legs? Am I still a human being in your eyes? Aren't your preferences a bit strange?"

Most girls would find it embarrassing if the opposite sex only pays attention to their face and legs.

but……

This deconstructs her into a nihilistic person!

Who can fall in love at first sight with a bunch of atoms? If not, just look at their appearance!
Emperor Ying Cang suddenly realized and smiled again: "Hmm... It seems that through resonance I can only let you see part of it. I can put you back together. You are very good and very attractive to me."

Du Xinghe holds a very conservative attitude towards His Majesty's aesthetic taste.

She decided to change the subject and gently pulled the chain on her hand: "I feel uneasy holding your majesty with this chain."

"Why?" Emperor Ying Cang was puzzled: "I am very obedient."

"…Don't talk nonsense."

"Didn't I agree to all your requests?"

Du Xinghe recalled.

It seems true.

The national treasury was open to her and her every request was met.

However, she could not ask him for much. His Majesty was like a cheat that destroyed the fairness of the game. If she relied on him too much, it would be like a cultivator relying on natural treasures and elixirs to help him break through the bottleneck. His fate would be the same as Yin Cifeng's. His realm had been broken through, but it was very weak and would shatter at the touch of a button. He could not defeat anyone of the same level.

Du Xinghe loosened the chain so that he could sit down next to him:

"Aren't we friends? It's strange to use obedience between friends."

"Didn't you also use this word to Ji Wuhuo?"

The clear light enters my eyes, and the outline of my body becomes blurred.

Du Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "Do you care about Ji Wuhuo?"

"He likes you, so I naturally care."

"Then why don't you kill him?" Du Xinghe wondered.

That is the style that a powerful person in the fusion stage should have.

This sentence silenced Emperor Ying Cang again. The night wind blew the lotus on his crown slightly. After a while, he said, "Then you... definitely won't like me anymore."

The words were low and contained a hint of grievance.

Could he not know that this was the easiest way?
But he saw Du Xinghe's temper.

She might not like the boy named Ji very much, but if he killed him for this, she would definitely never smile at him again.

...Just thinking about this made Emperor Ying Cang feel uncomfortable.

Cang Hengzi was right. His life as an immortal was too smooth, which was actually causing him trouble and attracting him.

"That's true."

"He is from the Ji family, it is impossible for him to join any sect." He lowered his eyes, with a sour tone that could not be concealed: "Didn't I join the Xinghe Sect and the Pure Yang Heavenly King? We are on the same side. I can also ask about the Xuan Dynasty news you want to find out from him."

Du Xinghe was surprised: "Do you still have connections in Xuan Dynasty?"

He is indeed the emperor of the ancient Cang Dynasty, and perhaps he had diplomatic relations with the ancestors of the Xuan Dynasty.

Your Majesty: "I can go ask Emperor Xuan."

"You two know each other?"

His Majesty blushed: "I can break in and let him know me."

Home invasion style friendship.

It was too presumptuous. Du Xinghe stopped him: "The whole country of Xuan Dynasty cultivates immortality and uses the national fortune to support Emperor Xuan. It is different from your Majesty who has destroyed the country. I am afraid his strength is not inferior to yours. The palace is even more full of traps. Your Majesty, don't act rashly."

After she finished speaking, she met his bright eyes...

Perhaps because she had seen him covering his eyes with white satin more often, she didn't know that his pupils could be brighter than the stars in the sky.

"You're worried about me."

She can worry about him today and be happy with him tomorrow.

Emperor Ying Cang remembered that this was what was written in the notebooks collected by his imperial sister.

The moonlight is so beautiful, he should take the initiative to kiss her next.

But he didn't dare.

So the bold actions that were seen in the storybooks, in reality, did not even dare to fart, only the five elements spirits attracted by his emotions happily came close to him and shared his joy. And the excessive gathering of the five elements spirits, which became visible to the naked eye, had the effect of -

"His Majesty,"

Du Xinghe poked him with his hand in embarrassment: "You are too bright, please restrain your magical power."

The monks who had gathered in the square to dance and talk all looked up, bewildered: "What time is it? Is it dawn?"

"Didn't I just drink grape juice? I didn't drink white wine either, so what did you get me?"

"I don't know. Is that still the Moon Palace in the sky?"

Not only in Xihe Garden, but also in Jinwu City, the farmer who was farming was woken up by a kick from his old wife, who urged him to get up and plow three acres of land.

The instigator also wanted to take back his brightness, but...

“I can’t do it.” The instigator lowered his eyelashes and his ears turned red. “This is not my magic. I’m just too happy.”

The only solution was for him to disappear immediately and go to another city to illuminate the land of others.

But he didn't want to leave her side now.

Du Xinghe looked around, afraid of causing a commotion and not being able to explain, so she pulled His Majesty over and lowered her voice to scold him: "Don't be happy... What do you mean by brighter? Do you like being scolded?"

Du Xinghe thinks she is beautiful, but in fact she looks a bit fierce.

With a stern face, others dared not to offend her easily, and her voice was full of murderous intent.

"I didn't." His Majesty the Lightbulb denied.

"You didn't, you just lit up so brightly that I couldn't see your face."

Du Xinghe hummed and laughed as he opened his Purple Wisdom Eyes.

As a result, with the help of the Purple Wisdom Pupil, his face was covered with surging spiritual power, and it would have been better not to look at it.

"Soft means no, hard means no, what do you want me to do with you?"

Du Xinghe grabbed his collar for a moment and murmured, "You are too old. I don't like you."

Emperor Ying Cang: "..."

The light flickered.

Seeing that it was effective, Du Xinghe increased his efforts: "I like those who are younger than me, someone like Ji Wuhuo is pretty good."

The light of the entire Jinwu City was extinguished in an instant.

Half an hour later, Du Xinghe brought back a jar of wine from the banquet and poured it for His Majesty to apologize...

"I was just joking, there's no need to be so upset!"

The place where His Majesty originally sat has now been replaced by a coffin.

From the coffin, His Majesty's muffled voice was heard: "I just remembered that if I were put in the coffin, I wouldn't be exposed to other people. I'm not sad, I won't drink."

Du Xinghe: "I've already poured the wine, don't you want to drink?"

"I won't drink it."

"No one has ever been able to refuse my toast."

Du Xinghe said.

After all, she usually doesn't toast, it's not her habit.

His Majesty was aroused by her strong tone and quietly pushed the lid of the coffin open a little bit, expecting her to push the lid open and come in to force him to drink.

This kind of behavior has also been seen in storybooks.

Although it happens to the heroine, as long as it is a love story, His Majesty is not restricted to whether he is a man or a woman.

He was looking forward to it, but he saw Du Xinghe gulp down one of the glasses of wine: "I'll drink it first."

Then, she poured the other glass of wine onto the floor: "Whatever you want."

The aroma of wine spread in the cold night breeze.

Xihe Garden used the finest wine, the aroma of which lingered for a long time. The emperor in the coffin complained: "You have gone too far."

Now there is no light at all.

Du Xinghe nodded: "I also feel that I am too much, but don't you still like me very much? I suspect that you like this type, I am just satisfying you, Your Majesty."

Not only was His Majesty unable to refute, but his true feelings were also exposed.

After a moment, he said, "...No."

Du Xinghe: "What's not?"

"It's not that I like this type, I like it because you are this type..." His Majesty's voice this time was more fragile than the aroma of wine, and it dissipated with a gust of wind.

Du Xinghe had no choice but to open the lid of the coffin, and found that His Majesty was lying face down like a thousand-year-old zombie. She reached out to pry him over, but failed to budge him the first time: "Is Your Majesty in rigor mortis?"

"No."

His Majesty's voice was muffled, and it was hard to tell whether he was aggrieved or angry.

Or maybe both.

"You just wish me dead."

"It's not that easy for us to die."

It is absurd for two monks, who are at least a hundred years old and have no upper limit, to talk about life and death.

Of course, what is even more ridiculous is that a powerful person in the fusion stage was lying face down like a corpse, not allowing her to see it.

Du Xinghe remembered an inappropriate joke -

My husband was hard, it turned out he was dead.

She lay on the lid of the coffin, reached in and pinched his red ears condescendingly: "Your Majesty, do you think you are not as good at speaking and pleasing as Master Ji? But I think your Majesty is also very fresh and natural. Besides, wasn't your Majesty also very good at speaking just now?"

A question came from the coffin: "Really?"

"Here, have a drink."

Du Xinghe was too lazy to pour more wine. Even if His Majesty turned around, he was still lying down, making it difficult to feed him wine. Fortunately, wine is also water. She waved her slender fingers, and the amber wine in the jar flew out, gathered into a string of wine beads, and poured into his lips.

"tasty?"

She asked with a smile.

When night fell again, she turned her back to the moonlight, looking around and smiling.

All the words His Majesty said were suddenly stuck in his throat.

——Du Xinghe didn't know that from his perspective, she and her spiritual power were one. Using magic to control the wine to fly out and feed it to his mouth was no different from dipping her fingers in the wine and gently wiping it on his lips.

"You're so lazy. You don't even open your mouth. Open your mouth." Du Xinghe looked at him in a daze and laughed and scolded him.

While in the "gu breeding farm", he had been deliberately suppressing his strength, allowing himself to be controlled by her poison.

So, when she used the imperative sentence again, her body responded first.

His thin lips slightly opened and the wine fell into his throat.

——It was the same as her fingertips rolling over his tongue.

For the first time, Emperor Ying Cang hated himself for seeing too much.

"Hey, why are you lit up again?"

For the sake of the sleep quality of the residents of Jinwu City, Du Xinghe pushed the lid of the coffin closed.

……

The next morning, Du Xinghe entered the Xinghe Palace to learn how to refine weapons with Cang Hengzi.

The scale that Xuanwu gave her in the dream was too hard to refine.

Fortunately, Ji Wuqing quickly found all the materials she needed. She followed Cang Hengzi's instructions and put the materials in step by step. The rare mineral materials slowly melted in the blazing flames.

Since it would take time to refine the weapon, she told Cang Hengzi what happened yesterday.

After hearing this, Cang Hengzi's expression froze for a moment: "So, you threw His Majesty on the roof?"

"His Majesty won't go back when I'm around. He never had this problem before."

Du Xinghe wondered.

His Majesty is so strong that he will be safe wherever he stays. She has to go back to the house to meditate and practice.

There is no shortcut to basic skills. Even in the secret realm of the Ten States, she never slacked off for a single day.

Cang Hengzi naturally understood that His Majesty was becoming more and more deeply in love.

He looked at Du Xinghe and said, "I don't understand. I don't understand."

"What?"

"His Majesty likes you, and the young master of the Ji family is also fascinated by you. Do you have three heads and six arms?"

When Shenshui heard this, he was immediately unhappy: "Master, why do you look down on people? Do you have to be very smart to be able to charm men? I think men are very easy to please. Even if my master has only one head and two arms, he can easily control them!"

Du Xinghe felt that there was something wrong with what he said.

Cang Hengzi denied: "I don't look down on her. She must be very capable. I'm just wondering."

"Maybe you'll fall in love with my master someday."

After Shenshui finished speaking, Du Xinghe and Cang Hengzi both showed an expression of physical discomfort, especially Cang Hengzi: "I am not such a casual person, I am loyal to my sister-in-law."

This statement gives off a feeling of both low and high moral standards.

During the refining ceremony, black scales floated up and down in the golden sand.

Du Xinghe activated the Purple Wisdom Pupil, and through her eyes, she could see the faint remnant of the Black Tortoise, which was the strongest and unbreakable shield. If she could refine it into a magic weapon and combine it with her sword, it would be an attack and defense all in one...

"Master, how long will it take?"

"It's early."

Cang Hengzi said, "No wonder I saw His Majesty locked himself in a coffin after he came back yesterday... Why did he build such a large underground palace with zombies and pottery figurines? I think we can just make him a coffin to deal with it."

According to him, the coffin was Emperor Ying Cang's moving castle.

Du Xinghe threw a piece of Xingtian Wood into the weapon refining instrument.

The Xingtian Wood has the effect of refreshing the mind and suppressing evil spirits. As soon as the wood comes into contact with the flame, it burns out a light green smoke, which can lift one's spirits and eliminate evil thoughts.

She looked back and saw that even Shenshui's eyes were wiser and more upright.

"The Awakening Heaven Wood can help monkeys awaken their intelligence and understand human nature..." Du Xinghe added the description.

Shenshui moved to her side, wanting to help her: "Master, are you saying bad things about me?"

"No, I was praising you for being smart." Du Xinghe picked up a bunch of bananas from the side and threw them to him: "Don't make trouble, go play somewhere else, and you'd better help me see how your junior sisters are doing."

Shenshui took the banana and followed the order to take the cub away.

Du Xinghe turned his attention back to the weapon refining ritual.

Hearing Cang Hengzi say that it would take some time to refine the scales into a magic weapon, she couldn't help feeling anxious.

Cang Hengzi saw what was on her mind and asked, "Are you anxious?"

Sword Spirit: "Oh, I only hear the laughter of the newcomers, but never the tears of the old ones. She is going to change her job to a shield repairman."

It's all slander, Du Xinghe ignores it.

"There's no point in being anxious. If you're anxious," Cang Hengzi thought for a moment, "...didn't you use that jade shield in the secret realm? I think it's pretty good. Keep using it."

Outside the door, Jingxin, who was on Shenshui's waist, turned over and said, "Are you talking about me?"

Shenshui turned it over and said, "I'm saying you are our best friend."

These words of loyalty and courage made Jingxin happy again.

There was no point in rushing about the defensive magic weapon. Under the effect of the Awakening Heaven Wood, Du Xinghe gradually calmed down. According to Cang Hengzi's instructions, he used his Purple Wisdom Pupil to observe the spiritual power fluctuations of each material in the refining instrument and remember how to manipulate their proportions to achieve what he wanted.

She was so focused that she didn't notice the chain on her wrist dangling.

Shenshui, who was playing games with six junior sisters, was pulled by Tianji: "Master, senior brother..."

"what happened?"

Squat down and drink water.

Tianji pursed his lips and motioned him to look at the very straight rectangular object beside the pond in the yard: "There is an extra coffin there. My parents once said that coffins are used to hold the dead. I am afraid."

The ginseng water followed her line of sight.

"Uh……"

How to explain it?
Shenshui pondered for a moment and said, "Don't talk nonsense, that is one of our master's wives in reserve."

"Master's wife?"

Tianji opened his watery eyes in confusion, and the remaining five kids gathered around him: "What is Master's Wife?"

Such a childish question made Shenshui laugh.

Seeing this group of little junior sisters was just like seeing his little ape cubs on Xiaoyun Mountain.

What a pity, I’m afraid we will never see each other again in this life.

Just as he was feeling lost in thought, Tian Xuan raised his hand and whispered, "I know what Master's Wife is!"

"Hmm? Our Tianxuan is so smart," Shenshui touched her head lovingly: "Then tell us, what is a master's wife?"

"Senior Sister Xinyue said before that if I secretly called her Master's Wife, I would have sweet candy to eat, so Master's Wife should be giving us candy."

Tianxuan felt that he had figured out the truth and puffed out his chest with pride.

She is the smartest!
"I see."

"Tianxuan, you know a lot... I want to eat candy too! Senior Brother Shenshui, we call you our Master's Wife, will you also bring us candy?"

Ginshui: "..."

Shenshui: “Uh…”

He was sweating profusely and quickly squatted down: "I will bring you candies next time, as much as you want! Remember, just pretend you never told me this, and don't call me Master's Wife, especially in front of your Senior Sister Xinyue."

The six kids seemed to understand but not quite.

But seeing that Senior Brother Shanshui had a serious expression and promised to bring them some sweet candies, they readily agreed.

After receiving the promises from the six junior sisters, Shen Shui felt relieved.

What did the senior sister teach the junior sisters?

If his senior sisters heard them calling him "Master's Wife", whether he could see the sun the next day would depend on whether he was strong enough.

But in order to make a living on the streets, he had learned a little fortune-telling. His fortune was quite weak and he couldn't control himself when things happened, so he decided not to use his neck to challenge his senior sister's sword.

Eat three bananas with ginseng water to calm your mind.

……

When Du Xinghe was in the Xinghe Palace, in the Xihe Garden, the judges of the Immortal Alliance finally counted the number of soul flowers on the survivors from the secret realm remnant, and ranked them according to the number.

This inventory task is not easy because it involves casualties.

Even Chi Wenxing, who did not need to sleep, looked a little haggard after working overtime to count the items, which made the elders of the sect who wanted to find her for advice hesitate for a few moments.

"These tasks should have been done by the leader."

"He promised me he would be back yesterday at the latest."

Chi Wenxing spread out the sect file, which listed the final rankings of this Immortal Alliance competition.

The first one is Du Xinghe.

The number of soul flowers that Du Xinghe had was frighteningly large, and the gap between him and the second place was huge.

The second place, Su Yan, also has much more than the third place, Du Xinyue.

One of the judges exclaimed: "I remember Su Yan didn't kill so many soul beasts."

"You forgot!"

If there is any difference between Xinyue and Su Yan, apart from their cultivation, it is that she has always followed her master and has never been among a crowd.

And the soul flowers of the monks who died in the fog cave invasion all fell on Su Yan.

Some of them he took himself, and some were given to him by the deceased's fellow disciples in exchange for his protection.

This is also common in the world of immortal cultivation. If a person is alive, one can kill him and take his treasure, let alone if he is dead and lying on the ground, it is even more common for those who are capable to take his treasure.

only……

Compared with Du Xinghe's sword-killing of the spirit beasts, it was still a little lacking.

This was also evident during the review.

However, some people think that Su Yan’s approach is smarter, and he is the leader who can lead his fellow disciples in the Nine Yang Sect to glory in the future.

And what about crossing the galaxy?
"Little friend Xinghe is good in everything except that he is too independent."

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A judge who wanted to take Du Xinghe under his wing sighed.

I don’t know what kind of magic tricks Master Rong Yu of Miaohuo Sect used to make this bad-tempered and eccentric lone wolf worship her as his master.

Thinking of this, they all looked at the elders of the Nine Yang Sect.

This person was originally a disciple of the Nine Yang Sect!
They just sent me out like this, really...

It was all old news. The elder of the Nine Yang Sect had also developed a thick skin and nodded without taking it as an offense: "Young friend Xinghe is indeed outstanding, but our Su Yan is not bad either."

Naturally, no one would say anything to offend him.

At this moment, a hearty laugh entered the conference room:

"Haha, everyone, I'm back!"

"I'm not too late!"

The owner of the laughter looked at the completed scrolls, very satisfied with his skillful marking skills: "Wen Xing is really too hardworking, didn't I ask you to wait for me to come back? Now that you have finished everything, I have no choice but to go and accompany my daughter... Where is my precious Ice Toad?"