indianbanksassociation Chapter 78 Immortal Hero 1
Chapter 78 Immortal Hero 1
Although the amount of information revealed by outsiders chatting was increasing, Jiang Mian did not break free from the restraints, and lay quietly still.
Because the inside of the box used to carry myself seems to be carefully wrapped with layers of cushions.Jiang Mian felt very comfortable lying in it, and even if there were a few bumps during the transportation, he would not be knocked on the head.
If they hadn't been talking all the time, Jiang Mian would probably fall asleep instantly.
And I don't know how long it took, after Jiang Mian was carried through a certain area, they suddenly became extremely quiet, even the sound of breathing was very light, as if they were afraid of disturbing some non-offensive existence.
"System, let's talk about the mission." Jiang Mian said with interest.
[Di——Your task this time is: to play the role of Jiangmian, the furnace that was dedicated to the Demon Lord, and save the common people in the world from fire and water. The brief plot is as follows...]
Jiang Mian paused, and couldn't help squinting his eyes: "This task is really exaggerated every time. It's not quite right. Didn't the protagonist save the world in the end? Why should I do it? I want to complain!"
Although the original owner said that he was born with a pure yin body - as the top choice for the furnace, he has never been exposed to any cultivation techniques.
He is the young master of a wealthy businessman in the mortal world. He likes to collect novel jade stones on weekdays. As a result, he found a rough magic weapon used by the Xiuxian sect to detect spiritual roots. The people found out and took them away roughly...
The family may not have noticed that the young master is missing at this moment.
So, as a mortal who has long lost his golden period of cultivation, how on earth can he save the common people in the world before the protagonist succeeds in cultivation?
[Di——The complaint has been received, is being reported, and the second inspection is in progress... The fault has been confirmed, and the compensation points will be issued after the task is completed. Thank you for your support and understanding. 】
Jiang Mian silently rubbed the bridge of her nose.
This small world actually broke down.
And it's because the strength of the villain at this moment...has exceeded the original predetermined value.
According to the system deduction, with the protagonist Shou's current growth rate, he will definitely not be able to defeat the biggest villain in the full text in the future—the demon king Yan Wugui.
Even if you take his target and hit two, you still can't beat it.
Fortunately, Jiang Mian has long experience, and when he knows it is time to complain, he will complain.If he successfully completes this task, he can earn at least three times more points!
Although the meaning of saving the common people in the world is almost equivalent to preventing the villains from massacring human beings.
I always feel that it is similar to the previous task of preventing my wife from destroying the small world, but this time the task has been mentioned to be extremely difficult.
"My wife is that powerful." Jiang Mian was quite proud, boasting to the system flatteringly.
After all, according to the setting of the original book, the world is now divided into three major realms, namely the mortal realm, the cultivation realm, and the demon realm.
The so-called realm of self-cultivation refers to the land occupied by righteous monks, while the demon realm refers to all the areas under the rule of the demon king. Yes, his wife is really powerful.Demon cultivators and orthodox cultivators live on their own territory, wishing they would never see each other again.
As for the mortal world, that is of course reserved for mortals who cannot cultivate.Zongmen can recruit talented disciples, but no monk can wantonly interfere with the lives of mortals. This is a rule recognized by everyone.
Although there are occasional monks who pretend to be mortals and go to cross the catastrophe to cultivate their minds in order to further improve their Taoism, but the Master of the Righteous Way will strictly monitor the fluctuation of spiritual power in the mortal world.
If a monk massacres and abuses mortals, he will be punished unimaginably severely by heaven... unless this person is already so strong that he is about to ascend to the ascension.
For example, Mo Zun Yan Wugui.
Having said that, the distance between the Demon Realm and the Realm of Cultivation is actually not far away, there is only an abyss of Wangyou tens of thousands of miles in between.
This abyss is filled with flames that can burn the soul, day and night.Unless you have a high-level magic weapon that can carry people, only those who are above the stage of transformation can pass freely, which can be regarded as a natural barrier.
But even so, the big monks of the orthodox sect still worked together to set up countless defensive formations at the border of the Wangyou Abyss, and assigned disciples to patrol and monitor.
Because they were afraid that Yan Wugui would come over and kill him on a whim.
Jiang Mian found it funny when he thought about it. It seemed that everyone was extremely jealous of the moody Demon Lord.
His wife was a little too strong this time.
No wonder, those responsible for dedicating Jiang Mian to Yan Wugui were also terrified to death.
They are ordinary inner disciples of the Tianmo Sect. They accepted the mission of the sect to serve in the Demon Palace. They thought that this should be a fat job, and they might have a chance to be appreciated by the Demon Lord... However, the Demon World is in such dire straits that they have nothing. I was tricked into fishing for such a thankless job.
After all, no one can guess the mind of the Supreme Demon Realm.
Yan Wugui ordered people to find high-quality furnaces every year, but he was not satisfied with any of them.He usually just glanced at it, then threw everyone out of the magic palace with a black face, and because of this, he became more and more irritable.
Everyone is at risk.
Jiang Mian fell into deep thought. Although he has never practiced, he still has some basic knowledge of the world of Xianxia.
According to the original text, Yan Wugui was originally a disciple of the Righteous Path, and only after falling into the devil did he re-repair his powerful magic skills.
Now he wants a furnace, but he is so picky about the ordinary furnace, which shows that his current cultivation method does not have to be assisted by a furnace... It is not the same as the group of fellows in the Hehuan sect who pick each other up anytime and anywhere .
Then maybe it's because Yan Wugui's new kung fu is not perfect enough. In the later stage of cultivation, he needs to use a high-quality furnace like a genius to break through the bottleneck.
Jiang Mian is very confident in the original owner's pure yin body, but if he really lies down and let Yan Wugui use it, what if his wife succeeds in ascension?
"No, no, it's cheaper for him."
Jiang Mian turned over in the box.
Although it was true that he misunderstood his wife once before, but this time, it is well known that he has been looking for the stove for many years, and the evidence is solid!It's no wonder Jiang Mian didn't settle accounts with him.
Jiang Mian also came to a conclusion from the conversations with the demon cultivators just now: the furnaces who were sent before were all extremely afraid of Yan Wugui, so they knew that they were trembling and crying, which made His Majesty upset and irritable.
Since Yan Wugui hated seeing others cry so much... then Jiang Mian insisted on showing him crying.
When the wooden box was placed firmly in the center of the main hall and the lid was lifted, the light outside was too bright, making Jiang Mian blink uncomfortably.
He thought that the magic palace was dark everywhere, but who would have thought that the decoration of this palace would be based on ice blue.
And that round and plump night pearl is a rare thing, even if you spend thousands of spirit stones outside, you can't buy one, but Yan Wugui used it as an ordinary light bulb, hanging in the four corners of the hall, exuding a pure jade-white brilliance .
Yan Wugui sat on a high place, with gorgeous and complicated blood-red dark patterns embroidered on the black robe, and his waist-length hair was silvery and white like snow, loosely hanging down behind him.
His face was extremely handsome, but there was a faint gloomy look, and a pair of red eyes swept across the crowd indifferently.
It didn't have the slightest appearance of the Demon Lord in Jiang Mian's imagination.
The few people who brought him here were wearing more ordinary cassocks with ID plates hanging around their waists, and they all knelt down on one knee, not daring to look up at His Majesty.
The leader of the team bite the bullet and introduced Jiang Mian as a commodity: "My lord, this person's name is Jiang Mian, he was born in the mortal world, he has a flawless body of pure yin, and he has a single-element water spirit." The roots... are of excellent quality, please take a look."
Yan Wugui didn't speak, but his eyes with a strong sense of oppression slowly swept over.
Jiang Mian's hands and legs were tightly bound with silk.
He moved his body seemingly with difficulty, forced himself to sit up, and raised his head to meet Yan Wugui's blood-red eyes.
The moment their eyes met, the daze that flashed in Yan Wugui's eyes was too obvious.
But in less than a moment, Jiang Mian was lifted out of the wooden box by an invisible force, hanging in the air.
He was only wrapped in a thin snow-white gauze, and his face trembled helplessly.Like all the beautiful sacrificial offerings throughout the ages, Jiang Mian was washed clean without wearing anything underneath.
A head of soft and smooth black hair is long to the ankles, thick as a waterfall, but it can just cover many parts that are transparent.
But Yan Wugui was slightly stunned just now, it seemed that he really only lasted for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You are absolutely extraordinary, what is your purpose?"
This time Jiang Mian couldn't help being stunned.
How did he see it at a glance?
Even though Jiang Mian is not a normal human being, the original owner is definitely a mortal // body, and has never been exposed to any cultivation techniques in the realm of cultivation.
I am afraid that Yan Wugui has lived for too long, has experienced countless dangers, and has become cautious, so he will be the first to choose to doubt any strange things.
Fortunately, Jiang Mian is good at managing facial expressions, so he didn't speak at all, but still pretended to be trembling with fear, and even tried to tighten his clothes in vain.
Finding that she couldn't break free from the restraint of her wrist, Jiang Mian raised her head and stared at him lightly, with tears streaming down her face.
For some unknown reason, Yan Wugui remained silent for a while before saying coldly, "Are you dumb? Talk."
"I...you, you are so fierce," Jiang Mian trembled, and answered him bluntly, but cried even harder in an instant, "I'm afraid..."
Before the words fell, the people kneeling below were almost frightened to death.
They are more afraid, okay!
Every time the stove is delivered like this, and they don't know how to cooperate at all, can the goddamn one be satisfied?
And Yan Wugui was silent again for a long time.
Only Jiang Mian's sobbing still sounded intermittently, echoing in the extremely quiet palace, almost suffocating.
Fortunately, Yan Wugui finally had a reaction.
"Get out of here." He frowned.
"Yes, Your Honor!"
The disciples were relieved, and quickly thanked En and withdrew.
What happens next has nothing to do with them!
But Jiang Mian was still crying softly.
It was as if the tears flowed endlessly, and the black eyelashes were also wet from the tears, which was very pitiful.
And the moment the palace door was closed again, Yan Wugui waved his hand and sealed the door again with spiritual power, letting Jiang Mian down.
That's right, it was safely put back into the previous wooden box.
"do not Cry."
He stared down at Jiang Mian, and said unnaturally.
The tone seemed to be trying to appease, but it was more like a cold and rough order.
Jiang Mian ignored him and continued to sob and complain: "You are so fierce, you still want to give me to someone else."
"This seat..." Yan Wugui paused, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Little thing, what do you want?"
Jiang Mian bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm cold."
Hearing this, Yan Wugui snapped his fingers, and the distant heater floated into Jiang Mian's arms.
"A body of pure yin will always be colder." He explained lightly.
Master Mozun's attitude was still blunt, but he seemed to be quite easy to talk to.
However, the silk that bound Jiang Mian's wrist was still not untied by him.
"Thank you," Jiang Mian's tears stopped a little, and she deliberately asked in a low voice, "So, who are you...?"
"This seat is the king of the demon world," Yan Wugui sneered, "I don't know who this seat is, but I dare to make such a willful gesture, huh? As a mortal, how could you not know that the world is full of gods and gods, and they all need to be treated like this?" Treat each other with courtesy?"
And Jiang Mian hugged the stove in her arms, and replied aggrievedly: "Then you just suspected that I am not a mortal, and you are so fierce to me... What do you want?"
He seemed really wronged, but there was a lot of righteousness in his words.
Staring at Jiang Mian's watery pale eyes, Yan Wugui felt as if thousands of ants were crawling in his heart.He became more and more irritable, but he was inexplicably unable to say more serious words.
"I originally thought that it was someone with a dark heart who ordered you...to use some kind of charm to trick me," Yan Wugui explained involuntarily. Only then can I be sure that you are indeed a mortal//body."
That's what he said, but Yan Wugui still used his spiritual power quietly.After inspecting Jiang Mian's meridians all over his body, he confirmed that this person had not practiced any exercises and was a pure and clean mortal.
But in the past, this person had already been thrown out of the Demon Realm by him, so why bother to check and explain?
For some reason, Yan Wugui automatically ignored this most important point.
Of course, Jiang Mian felt the temptation of "no flaws".
He didn't intend to expose it now, because compared to the previous world, Yan Wugui seemed more suspicious.After all, he is a person who is hated by at least tens of millions of monks, so it is impossible to live without caution.
Anyway, what Jiang Mian wants to do most now is to annoy Yan Wugui to death.
If Yan Wugui said something harsh to him, he would cry one more time.
"I won't deceive you," Jiang Mian continued aggrieved, "It's fierce and evil, what can I do to deceive you... In case, in case you are unhappy, you will kill me..."
There was a seductive redness at the end of his eyes, his moist pupils were misty, and his fair and delicate face was also wet.
Jiang Mian just wanted to see how bad this master's temper could be.
And Yan Wugui really couldn't bear it any longer. With a wave of his sleeves, he pulled Jiang Mian out into his arms and hugged him, pinching his chin: "He said he was afraid of me, and accused me of not wanting you...Okay, After I explained the cause and effect, I gave you the stove when I was cold, but now you beat me up instead, don’t you? Little guy, you and I have never met before, when did I offend you?”
Jiang Mian didn't dare to struggle, she sniffed tearfully, and said softly, "When they brought me here, they said that if you were unhappy... they would be made into blood pills and eaten... you Want to eat me."
Yan Wugui froze suddenly.
Then he found that he seemed to have pinched a red mark on Jiang Mian's delicate face, and then he let go of it embarrassingly.
And Jiang Mian touched his reddish chin in a daze, and the tears that had stopped just now tended to fill up again.
"It hurts... I don't like you anymore."
Yan Wugui was so tormented that his heart was in a mess.
But when he met Jiang Mian's moist eyes, he just couldn't let go.
He clearly checked, Jiang Mian is fine, and there is absolutely no one in this world who can put a voodoo on him.If those vixen patriarchs of the Yaozu came to deceive him in person, they probably wouldn't be able to deceive him.
Yan Wugui couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with the exercises he practiced, and he regretted a little... He didn't treat Jiang Mian any better at first.
Jiang Mian's soft body was tightly pressed against him, and it felt good to the touch, cold and light as nothing, but it gradually made the sense of irritability in his heart rise.
"No matter what I say, you won't believe it anymore, will you?" Yan Wugui said, using a simple and rude spell to burn all the water droplets in the air.
Now Jiang Mian wants to cry but can't cry.
...this is simply cheating!
Jiang Mian hesitated for a moment, then simply stared at him lightly and asked, "Then tell me first, what is a furnace? Why should I become your furnace?"
Yan Wugui fell into a second silence in an instant, and it took a long time before he continued to explain.
"You haven't stepped into the path of cultivation, so it's hard to understand. This seat is born with a single fire spiritual root, but the exercises you practice need the power of water and fire. Therefore, extremely pure water spiritual power is essential. All in all, find the right furnace Ding is the most suitable for harvesting and supplementing..."
Speaking of this, Yan Wugui suddenly paused.
Why didn't he go to the ten-thousand-year ice cave to find some ice-type natural and earthly treasures at random, and why didn't he only accept one furnace a year, and why didn't he just throw it away?
Could it be that something went wrong in his previous training, and his insanity disturbed his sanity, but he didn't realize it until now...
"I know what it means to collect supplements. I read it in the storybook before. You really want to bully me." Jiang Mian interrupted Yan Wugui's thoughts softly, pitifully, "If I don't let you collect supplements, you You're going to kill me, and then kill those people just now, right?"
Yan Wugui closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "No."
In fact, those righteous people like to say that he is a bloodthirsty maniac all day long, and that he is an evil big devil. Yan Wugui has long been too lazy to refute the rumors... But why does Jiang Mian, a weak and ignorant mortal, think of him so much?
Yan Wugui only felt bored in his heart.
"Okay." Jiang Mian nodded lightly with half-belief, and then pretended to muster up courage to ask, "Also, my lord, my lord, why are you white-haired?"
"Because I died once, do you believe it or not?" Yan Wugui said angrily.
Well, that is indeed the truth.
In the original text, the demon king Yan Wugui was originally a proud son of the righteous way, but after inexplicably going mad, he murdered his teacher and rebelled against the clan, slaughtered hundreds of people from the sect, and was ordered by the righteous way to encircle and suppress.
Then he voluntarily leaned back and fell into the abyss of Wangyou. He was supposed to die here, but by chance he was reborn from the ashes.
The inside story of this is not mentioned in the original text.
However, the master who was killed by Yan Wugui is related to the protagonist Shou, and can basically be regarded as one of the protagonist Shou's ancestors and golden fingers.
Back then, the entire cultivator family was forced to hide in the mortal world to avoid Yan Wugui's frenzied pursuit.However, the spiritual energy in the mortal world is scarce and difficult to cultivate, so they have gone downhill from generation to generation, reduced to the point where they can be oppressed by others.
So the protagonist Shou and Yan Wugui still have a sworn feud.
Judging from the current timeline, the protagonist Shou should have just started to practice cultivation, concealing his background and hiding in a small sect as an inner disciple, preparing to step up to a higher place step by step, and then seek revenge on Yan Wugui.
These things can be dealt with slowly later.
"I believe it." Jiang Mian tilted his head, "But you are willing to tell me so many little secrets, do you want me to cooperate with you in picking up..."
"I don't know either!"
Yan Wugui replied irritably, and the night pearl hanging on the palace shattered, and there were loud noises.
How did he know what kind of madness he was going through today? He explained it for a long time following an ignorant question.
But feeling Jiang Mian trembling in his arms, Yan Wugui's face gradually stiffened again.
"...My lord, you are so fierce."
Jiang Mian was about to cry again, the end of her eyes were reddened, but not even a drop of tears fell, and her fair side face turned red for a while.
Yan Wugui was stunned for a moment, and quickly canceled the previous spell.
In an instant, tears rolled down like pearls, falling on Yan Wugui's spotless cassock, and wet Jiang Mian's thin clothes.
Yan Wugui was really at a loss, so he wiped his tears himself in a panic, and found that wiping with his hands had the best effect.
Jiang Mian's tears stopped quietly, and her wet cheeks that had been rubbed reddishly pressed against his palm, rubbed them lightly, and choked up, "It's so warm."
But unless they are assisted by exercises, the spiritual root of water and fire between them should have been as it literally says... water and fire are incompatible.
Yan Wugui hesitated, lightened his strength, stroked his cheek as gently as possible with his fingertips, his blood-colored eyes were filled with chaotic and complicated emotions.
Jiang Mian could clearly see all kinds of confusion in it, the suspicion that kept rising but was suppressed by emotion.
The Demon Lord, who has lived for thousands of years, once died once, but now in front of Jiang Mian, he is gradually unable to understand or control his emotions.
Jiang Mian secretly decided not to bother him now.As for the fact that my wife has collected so many stoves, I can settle the score with him later.
"Are you really not going to kill me, Your Majesty?" Jiang Mian asked softly with downcast eyes as if Yan Wugui had really calmed down her emotions.
"...Probably not."
"Then I want to eat pork ribs in honey sauce, and I want to drink hot soup." Jiang Mian lowered her body and pressed against his arms, "Your Majesty, I'm hungry and thirsty, and I haven't eaten for a long time."
This sudden coquettish tone made Yan Wugui more and more at a loss, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Keep an inch."
Jiang Mian raised her wrist innocently.The silk was still tightly bound around his slender and frail wrists, the more he struggled, the tighter he tightened it.
If this goes on like this, there will be marks.Inexplicably, such an idea came to Yan Wugui's mind.
With a sullen face, he untied Jiang Mian, still secretly wondering why he obeyed this man's words, so he subconsciously used his spiritual consciousness to send out a sound transmission, ordering his subordinates to prepare food for Jiang Mian.
The terrain of the Demon Palace is steep and surrounded by mountains. Like the orthodox sect, it has a different power structure and recruits different types of demon disciples all year round.For example, the Great Elders of Alchemy and Artifact Refining each occupy a mountain top, open caves for the disciples, and each perform their duties.
But on this day, Chi Leifeng, who An Ding was in charge of alchemy, fell into unprecedented chaos.
Because His Majesty actually wants them to cook now!
These days, which monk does not eat bigu pills, especially those who have been passed down through generations, and eat bigu pills as candy since childhood!Everyone has long left behind any grains and miscellaneous grains.
They were able to refine the tasteful Bigu Pill, but it was still far from the real meal... How could His Majesty have such a mind to embarrass them?There is a huge difference between being able to make alchemy with fire and being able to cook with fire!
But no one dared to personally ask what Yan Wugui meant.Yan Wugui's ability to dominate the demon world is due to the deep fear of the demon cultivators towards him.
The staff in charge and protectors who were in a panic had no choice but to inquire around quietly, only to find out that it was because His Majesty had received a stove, and now he might like it very much.
But the cauldron is a pure mortal body, and can't afford three meals a day.This is a big deal.
When everyone was discussing and trying to find a way to go to the mortal world to grab a few cooks and come back to cook, a chubby handyman finally stood up with a smirk.
This fat man has no talent for cultivation. He has been a handyman for several years and is still at the third level of Qi refining. He usually likes to take other young disciples together, sneak into the mountains to hunt and cook, and almost uses all the spirit stones to bribe expatriates. Disciples, ask them to help you buy some seasonings from the mortal world and bring them back to the palace... The cooking skills are also improving year by year.
After all, how could Moxiu really follow the rules?They both just want to do what they love to do.
All the alchemists breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly went to hunt a few fatty spirit beasts, came back, quickly disemboweled them, and actively beat the fat man.They can't wait to poke their heads and learn some skills secretly, so that they can at least use it to please His Majesty in the future.
But everyone has overlooked one most important issue.
A mortal's body would absolutely not be able to bear the "thick" spiritual power in a spirit beast.
Maybe there will be a danger of exploding and dying.
When the fragrant three dishes and one soup were brought to the table, Jiang Mian certainly couldn't tell the difference between ordinary beasts and spirit beasts.
In his eyes, these are all delicacies made by human beings.
For the first time, he showed a sweet smile to Yan Wugui, and then he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, enjoying himself.
Jiang Mian was indeed hungry, crying for so long was exhausting.
And Yan Wugui was fascinated by Jiang Mian's smile, he sat across the table and watched him eat in a daze, and offered to serve Jiang Mian two bowls of soup to let him eat more slowly.The voice also unknowingly eased down.
Until Jiang Mian's thin body swayed slightly, and the chopsticks in his hand slipped quietly.
"...Jiang Mian?"
Yan Wugui immediately sensed something was wrong, he pulled him into his arms with a wave of his sleeves, and frowned tightly.
His body, which was cold before, became extremely hot. Yan Wugui raised his hand to caress his forehead, put his spiritual power in and checked it, and his expression became more serious.
And Jiang Mian blinked blankly, feeling a little uncomfortably warmed by the fire-attribute spiritual power, struggling to get out of Yan Wugui's arms.
Then Yan Wugui pressed him even tighter.
The warm palm is firmly clasped around the waist, and the strength of a cultivator is absolutely incomparable.
If Jiang Mian really managed to break free, he would definitely expose his anomaly in front of Yan Wugui.
He had no choice but to tug on Yan Wugui's cuff softly, and dropped the golden beans.
"My lord, you bullied me again..."