Difficulty, eternal life, and a thousand years of friendship.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, but a bone-chilling cold and darkness swallowed the sky and earth, enveloping Chi Xiaochi and the others completely.

Chi Xiaochi shouldn't have been surprised, but the situation was slightly different than Chi Xiaochi had expected.

According to reason, the mountain ghost as a novel's initial boss, from the scientific and rationality, strength settings will not be too high, is to let the protagonist to brush the experience value and reputation value, the reason why there are so many cultivators fell here, probably because the mountain ghosts occupy the advantage of geographical location, in Shi Yushan set up some of the unusual cultivators for the difficult to break the formation, so that they can be repeatedly won the battle.

But it was not until the coldness came over his body that Chi Xiaochi realized that the power of this mountain ghost was too pure and too strong.

If he didn't have the inherited Millennium Sword Intent, and only spelled out his cultivation foundation, he was not a match for this mountain ghost at all.

Since the purpose of this trip was to find out the intentions of the mountain ghosts and to save the fellow practitioners and innocent people trapped here, Chi Xiaochi gave up his resistance and closed his eyes, letting his consciousness be wrapped in the cold.

However, before the cold air could enter his body, his surroundings were covered by a warm white aura.

A wide, body-warmed robe gently closed up behind him in the rapidly dropping temperature, wrapping him properly in his arms, but with careful restraint, not touching his skin.

A layer of frost quickly formed on the outside of the robe, while the temperature inside the robe was warmer than Chi Xiaochi's own body temperature, making it extra warm.

Chi Xiaochi realized that something was wrong, and just as he was about to open his eyes, a piece of long sleeve swung in the air, blocking his eyes.

Chi Xiaochi The view was obscured, but the darkness was particularly reassuring.

He paused and tentatively called, "...... Master?"

Wen Yujing's voice came succinctly yet firmly from his ear, "Yes."

Several people were all in front of their eyes a blackness, and when the light rose again, they were already in a small sinkhole that was more than a hundred feet deep.

Wen Yujing and Chi Xiaochi were unharmed, Ye Jiming secretly mobilized Nei Dan to protect himself from the cold, so he only hung some frost on his eyebrows and eyes, and did not actually suffer from the cold, as for Yan Jinhua, due to his usual laziness and lack of spiritual power, he still froze into a third grandson despite all his efforts to protect himself from the cold.

When the temperature around him returned to normal, Wen Yujing Fang Cai took a step back, flung out one sleeve and held his sword in his other hand, looking around.

Judging from the soil quality of the exposed rock layers, they were still in Shi Yushan, but they were just transferred here by the method of shape shifting.

When the cold darkness descended, Ye Jiming originally wanted to protect Duan Shujue, but was preempted by Wen Yujing, and was already furious, but now he saw him retreating peacefully, and then deliberately looking for a fight, but lost his temper.

If it were Ye Jiming in the past, seeing his own little fish being taken advantage of, even if he wouldn't immediately grab Wen Yujing and go on his own, he would still have to say three or two acidic words in order to get rid of this breath.

Ye Jiming, who had died once before, simply rustled the tail of the snake that Fang Cai had wrapped around Duan Shujue's ankle back into his pants, reached out to catch a drop of cold water that had fallen from the cliffside and was about to penetrate into the back of Duan Shujue's collar, and then turned away as if nothing had happened, without showing any sign, but only making a note of it in his heart.

And after Yan Jinhua had slowed down, he finally utilized his prophetic advantage and waved his hand with certainty in the two-eyed situation, "Everyone stay calm, don't make any sudden moves. There is a Taiji Formation here."

This time they go off the original storyline and are captured by a mountain ghost and thrown into a sinkhole.

Chi Xiaochi attempted to mobilize his spiritual energy and found that it had not been locked up, and that his Sword in the Stone, Wen Yujing's umbrella, and Yan Jinhua's saber had not been taken away.

As Yan Jinhua had learned, about three feet above the heads of the men, the mountain ghosts had planted a three-digit taiji formation.

The so-called Taiji Formation was about borrowing power to fight power, and had the effect of transforming a thousand strengths with one. In the formation, the pure spiritual energy was cut into filament streams, running endlessly in an eight trigrams formation.

This array is harmless to normal people, even if they touch it, it will not hurt their lives; as for the cultivators, as long as they don't trespass on their spiritual power, it will not be a big problem. Positioned in this array, if the air hey hit a palm, it is very easy to appear after a palm launch, the palm force is arrayed by the elimination of rotation, and ultimately ruthless call on the back of their head embarrassing situation.

This Eight Trigrams Formation was set up to stop cultivators from escaping the Heavenly Pit with their swords.

As for the average person ......

There may be ordinary people in the world who can climb a hundred-foot cliff with their bare hands, but it is by no means rare.

The information provided by Yan Jinhua was still very valuable, but because of all the people present, excluding Yan Jinhua, two had read the original book, and the other one knew that Yan Jinhua had read the original book, so after he deeply pretended to be a pussy, with the exception of Ye Jiming, who maintained his persona of a weak scholar, and pressed himself against the side of Duan Shujue, asking for advice on what a Taiji Formation was, the other two were calm. Taiji Formation, the other two were all calm.

After getting a general idea of the situation at hand, Ye Jiming wondered, "You guys know a lot."

"We are cultivators, so naturally we have some understanding of the five elements of Feng Shui." Chi Xiaochi turned in like the wind, quickly adjusting his role as the plot required. He picked out the identities of the three, and after briefly informing Ye Jiming of the purpose of their trip, he pointed to Yan Jinhua and said, "This is my senior brother, Yan Jinhua, who is most knowledgeable in the art of the five elements."

Ye Jiming nodded once and turned to him, his eyes full of admiration, "So it's an immortal, disrespect, disrespect, I pay my respects."

Yan Jinhua had been flattered to the point that he was a bit flustered, and only thought that Duan Shujue was working with Ye Jiming to elevate himself and make him look good in front of Wen Yujing.

It wasn't bad to think about being able to be blown off in front of this traveler by a protagonist and a first supporting character in person for a moment's pleasure.

Who would like Ye Jiming turned the tables, sincere question: "But this is really strange, the mountain ghosts caught us, but do not kill or hurt, but only imprisoned, Feast Immortal, this is why?"

Yan Jinhua was frozen.

...... day your mom hi, it's not in the book.

The Shark Immortal Monarch was spammed when it was serialized here, with the author chopping up the outline and throwing in a lot of the dark threads that were laid out before they could be recycled.

The reason for the mountain ghost's arrest is simplified to a desire to cultivate the essence of dan; the reason for the mountain ghost's friendship with Duan Shujue becomes a respect for Duan Shujue's noble personality and absolute force, and even the breaking of the formation is changed to a more enjoyable and violent method of demolition. Although the meeting between the two arch-enemies in the prison is a bit of child's play, the sword fight at the back is still good, and even directly overpowers the presence of the mountain ghost.

Hasty yes, but I have to say, "Shark Immortal Monarch" did manage to salvage some of its readers and subscribers with this reckless maneuver.

We have said, playing the heart to see how meaningless, don't BB directly dry is a real man.

Yan Jinhua shares this view.

However, as a reader, he can tell the author what to do; as a person in the story, he has no more God's perspective that can point the finger and stir up the words, all plot development, must follow the logic.

Facing Ye Jiming's question, he stammered for a long time and said, "I guess I want to raise it and eat it slowly ...... It's the same thing as raising sheep in captivity."

Ye Jiming cocked his head and continued to question, "But why didn't she even take your swords from the Feast Immortals?"

...... More than a sword, even the spiritual power is not sealed.

Who would pen their sheep and leave them a spade that could tunnel them out to escape?

Yan Jinhua got a little bit more rushed, "...... Maybe I forgot to take it away?"

Ye Jiming ah'd and said meaningfully, "Then she's really careless."

Yan Jinhua gritted his teeth.

He realized that Ye Jiming, with his narrow-mindedness and his "Immortal Feast Master", was only deliberately teasing himself, but why did he have to make things difficult for himself in front of Wen Yujing?

He was even a little annoyed with the author of the faraway "Sailor Immortal Monarch", why didn't he make up the logic of this story, turning it upside down and causing himself to be in a good mess right now.

Yan Jinhua only hoped that Ye Jiming would know better, stop asking questions, and leave it at that.

Apparently, Ye Jiming doesn't know any better.

He threw out a very realistic question, "Immortal Feast, since you are proficient in formations, could you take us out?"

...... Yan Jinhua now profoundly experienced the feeling of pretending to pretend until the whole paragraph collapsed.

Knowing the formation at a glance but not being able to break it was as useless as knowing what type of math problem was at a glance but not being able to hold back a single word other than a lobotomized solution.

It was Chi Xiaochi who coughed and came out at the right time to make a round-up, "Brother Ming, don't make things difficult for Senior Brother."

Ye Jiming inclined his head and rolled his eyes where Yan Jinhua could not see them.

Yan Jinhua smiled sarcastically and realized that no one was paying attention to him either, making him feel even more vulnerable.

The current him was exactly how he had been treated as a supporting character in those books he had read, or the kind of passerby who didn't pretend to understand and ended up being taught by the protagonist, and didn't even deserve to have a name.

When Yan Jinhua was being suffocated to the point of vomiting blood, Chi Xiaochi turned to Wen Yujing and asked, "Master, can we get out?"

Wen Yujing heads up.

In his eyes, the crisscrossing Taiji Formations and the spiritual power nets buried between them formed a functional equation in a three-dimensional model.

He mused for a moment and said, "It's not hard."

At that, Yan Jinhua cursed: What's the point of pretending, isn't it just taking the script in advance and then fooling people with the golden finger?

But he momentarily gold finger owed, can not use the protagonist aura to stun the four seats, teach him to be a man, can only be forced to shut up, secretly angry.

Chi Xiaochi couldn't care less what Yan Jinhua was thinking.

This kind of person is in the same line as Lou Sifan whom he met in the Third World, both of them are extremely self-centered. Lou Sifan loved to package himself as a saint and gentleman, and took pleasure in being admired by others, while Yan Jinhua was facetious and pretentious, with a clear goal and a lot of cleverness, but also indolent, and was even less capable and diligent than Lou Sifan.

For this kind of person, a few direct and unforgiving stomps and he can unfold an unusually rich brainstorming in his head and piss himself off half to death.

With little interest in the self-produced garbage of emotions within this human brain, he tilted his head back and looked up at the line of daylight that filtered down from above the sinkhole, pondering.

061 asked him, "Find anything?"

"No more, no less." As she spoke, Chi Xiaochi pressed a finger to her lips, "Shhh."

The rest were silenced in unison.

They were all people with cultivation, and their hearing could not be compared to that of mortals.

They all heard, footsteps coming from above the sinkhole.

Not long after, a human face appeared at the edge of the sinkhole above.

The face disappeared at the edge of the pit in a mere flash, but everyone recognized it with their eyesight: it was Fang Cai, the woman who had poured tea and hospitality beside the road and had persuaded them to go down the mountain.

Ye Jiming was surprised: "Hey!"

But the tea-pouring woman just glanced at them and stepped over the rocks and walked away again.

Yan Jinhua, who was familiar with the Journey to the West and had long been skeptical about the identity of the tea lady, immediately came to a firm conclusion, "It's her! She is the mountain ghost!"

However, as soon as the words fell, the clear and helpless voice of the pouring tea woman came from above, "Didn't I say I wouldn't ask you to arrest anyone else?"

Yan Jinhua, who was hit in the face for a second: "......"

It was quiet up there for a moment before a female voice weakly replied, "...... didn't catch it."

"Locking someone up in a different place doesn't mean they weren't caught." The tea-pouring woman said, "And there are new people locked up underneath, and I just poured them tea to drink half an hour ago."

The other female voice stopped talking.

The tea-pouring woman coaxed her, "People are going to catch the exam, let them go."

The female voice that spoke to her had a soft voice, but the logic sounded a bit upside down, and it could be heard that she was having some mental problems, mouthing, "It's, it's just tomorrow, one more day, and then it's time."

"But you promised me you wouldn't scratch again, didn't you?"

The people in the pit were listening intently to what sounded like elementary school girls' recess conversations outside, trying to gather more information, when suddenly their collective eyes went black.

When they opened their eyes again, they were moved into another pit.

The talking was a little farther away, but still audible.

The weak female voice sounded much more relaxed, "I'm not hiding anyone. If you don't believe me, look again."

The tea pourer sighed, "...... You switching people around again?"

The other man simply cheated, "No."

The tea pourer said, "Then promise me you won't arrest anyone today?"

The other party is determined to play a trick to the end: "No means no. Let's go, I want to eat, yesterday we said we would eat bean curd, have you prepared it?"

The duo walked away, leaving the men thrown in the pit staring at each other.

Yan Jinhua was the first to come back to his senses, "They're gone, let's kill them quickly."

Wen Yujing said, "If we save her quietly and make a big fuss, are you afraid that she won't attract the mountain ghosts? All the formations in the mountain are set up for her, if she is beaten up and activates her magic, it's not a big deal for us to startle the snakes and return empty-handed, but what if we hurt those imprisoned daoists?"

...... Yan Jinhua is afraid of not being able to fight.

If there is no fight, how does he fish for a winner?

He deliberately provoked, "There are so many of us, is it hard to be afraid of her, a small mountain ghost?"

Wen Yujing narrowed his eyes slightly, his normally calm demeanor subtly taking on some of the arrogance of a cat, "Oh? Why don't you go and attack the mountain ghosts, while Shu Jie and I go and rescue the people, how about that?"

If there is anyone here who can without fear of being in a position of status and position of Yan Jinhua, it is Wen Yujing.

Yan Jinhua was instantly dumbfounded, and reluctantly arched his hand, "Junior Master, disciple had a momentary lapse of temper and thought poorly, please don't blame Junior Master."

Wen Yujing withdrew his gaze, "It's good to know your mistakes."

Yan Jinhua apologized, but in his heart he was still unconvinced: "But did we let this mountain ghost escape for nothing? She captures people for the purpose of taking away their eyes or sucking out their essence. If we let her go, we will be doing a lot of harm!"

Chi Xiaochi said, "It's not the mountain ghosts who set up the formation."

Yan Jinhua almost choked on his spit, "...... huh?"

Ye Jiming looked at Chi Xiaochi approvingly.

Wen Yujing lightly glanced at Yan Jinhua, "Can't you see that there is no ghostly qi in the Eight Trigrams Formation buried here?"

After being reminded of this, Yan Jinhua Fang Cai, who was eager to kill out for a good time, realized that there was no disgusting aura in the Eight Trigrams Formation, but rather the purest Taoist power.

Now, even he didn't know how this off-the-wall plot should go on, "...... How?"

Aren't mountain ghosts ghosts?

What's wrong with legends?

Or ......

While Yan Jinhua was brainstorming, Wen Yujing had already solved a preliminary answer to the equation, using his spiritual power to fine-tune the trajectories of the countless counter-impulsive and inverted spiritual power waves, attempting to modify the trajectory of the entire function graph, opening up a passageway that could be used for one person to pass through.

Chi Xiaochi and Ye Jiming are seated side by side.

Ye Jiming transmitted his voice into the secret and laughed, "Surname Chi, you're good. You didn't disgrace my little fish."

Chi Xiaochi shrugged, not treating the trip as anything less than an amazing experience, "Just bringing him out to see the world."

The real shark Immortal Monarch, because of witnessing the world's situation, in turn, more compassionate heart, see more, eyes wide open, was wounded heart can be better faster.

And Yan Jinhua has not been idle.

His system videotaped the entire process of Wen Yujing's cracking of the formation for the record, ready to be reported.

Who would have thought that when Wen Yujing solved the topmost formation, there were footsteps coming from above again.

When the tea lady reappeared, Chi Xiaochi stood up and watched her quietly.

Without uttering a word, she lifted her skirts slightly, knelt at the edge of the cliff, and bowed three times.

Wen Yujing stopped cracking the formation, "Girl, please rise."

She still insisted on knocking three times before she stood up, "I put her to bed before I came to you. I want to ask you all for something."

Chi Xiaochi, however, interrupted, "To make sure we are hearing the real story, can you answer me a question first?"

The tea pourer was stunned.

Chi Xiaochi tilted her head and asked, "Your name is Su Ji, so what is her name?"

Everyone in the room froze, including the woman above.

After a long time, she laughed softly and said in an extremely wistful accent, "Cheng Wuyun."

In fact, for Su Ji, the mountain ghost, her meeting with Cheng Wuyun, the goddess of the gods, is nothing spectacular.

In the beginning, it was just one person, meeting another.

Cheng Wuyun, a female cultivator who came from a family but practiced Taoism on her own and traveled in all directions, because of her outstanding talent and beautiful appearance, people who have seen her would prefer to call her "Divine Lady" rather than "Taoist Master Cheng" or "Jun Wuyun". "Goddess".

One day a thousand years ago, Cheng Wuyun was passing by Shi Yushan and heard that a mountain ghost was haunting the mountain, so he climbed up the mountain to find out what was going on.

It was a starry night, and Su Ji had just acquired a pair of good-looking eyes, good-looking enough that they shouldn't belong to a denizen with a dirty heart.

She sat on a rock among the bamboo forests in the mountains playing a bamboo flute and enjoying the pleasures of her short-lived sight.

She saw Cheng Wuyun, and Cheng Wuyun saw her.

Su Ji put down the bamboo flute and looked at her blankly.

She is a girl from a small place, has never seen the world, never read a book, Cheng Wuyun green shirt sword, temperament outstanding, she felt for a moment that she really saw the gods.

The gods have come to collect her.

Su Ji stared blankly at Cheng Wuyun, watching her walk step by step in front of him.

Su Ji was a bit flustered, "I, I'm Su ......"

Her dead father named her Su Niang, but people used blackmail and soundbites to dislike the fact that her real name was too soft and gentle, and not as charming as Su Ji sounded like a ghost or demon.

Cheng Wuyun walked up to her openly and reached out to stroke her long unwashed hair, knotted in locks in front of her eyes, covered in dust and grease, but soft.

This ghost is not heavy with hostility, and grudges are clear, never harming good people, and can still be transformed.

She was so deeply resented before her death that every pair of stolen eyes didn't last long before they were damaged by the resentment in her body.

It is only that the people were afraid in their hearts and added fuel to the fire, thus making her bear many false names for nothing, and even blaming her for the drought of successive years.

Cheng Wuyun stroked her hair and asked, "There are muntjacs in the mountains, why don't you use their eyes?"

Su Ji whispered, "They can't hunt and live without their eyes."

Cheng Wuyun smiled softly, his eyes curving up beautifully.

Su Ji blinks his eyes with fading eyesight and said enviously, "Your eyes are so beautiful."

Cheng Wuyun asked, "Do you want it?"

Su Ji shook her head, "I don't want to." She wanted to look into those eyes and keep looking.

It is probably the fate between people, she just saw Cheng Wuyun at the first sight, and she liked it so much that she felt that this was a kind and good person, so she could not help but stare, wanting to look at it one more time, and then one more time.

Cheng Wuyun took out a small white bottle of manna from her traveling bag, and the spring inside slowly dripped into Su Ji's eyes. This is the treasure that her master gave her before she left the mountain, one drop can be worth a hundred gold.

Su Ji eyes all of a sudden a clear.

Cheng Wuyun said, "Use these eyes well in the future and don't harm anyone."

Cheng Wuyun wanted to leave, but Su Ji stopped her.

Cheng Wuyun looked at the dirty young girl in front of him with a bit of tears and laughter, "I am serious about leaving. Girl, please."

Su Ji said fiercely, "Don't go."

Cheng Wuyun : "Girl, I'm going to travel, this is what the division has asked me to do, I can't disobey the division's orders."

Su Ji : "What is traveling to do?"

Cheng Wuyun : "Travel the world, grow in knowledge, get rid of evil demons, subdue evil spirits, or eat some more delicious food."

Su Ji played the rascal, "If you leave, I'll go catch the people down the hill and I'll eat them."

Cheng Wuyun family schooled deep, ordinary contact is mostly elegant scholar talented girl, which has been born in the countryside of the shrewd girl pestered, good thing she has never been bad-tempered, asked: "Why."

Su Ji said, "Then you will come and get rid of me and I will see you again."

Cheng Wuyun was amused by this little brat's strange words, "Don't talk nonsense. Be a good ghost, the Tao is also the Tao, and ghosts are also the Tao, practice well, and with a good heart, you too can attain the Tao."

Su Ji said, "I don't want to be enlightened, I want to follow you."

She added, "I'll follow you wherever you go."

Cheng Wuyun is new to the world and doesn't know much about human feelings. She didn't realize that she would have to risk being haunted by a ghost in order to ferry a ghost, so she sits beside the brat and agonizes with her for half the night, but she still can't think of a good way to take her away.

She died here, a ground-bound spirit, and if she is taken by force, she will die a second time and go up in smoke.

She had to tiptoe away while Su Ji slept over.

It is obviously a good thing to accumulate blessings, but it is like being a thief, Cheng Wuyun is also a little disappointed.

But then, a mile after she left Shi Yushan, she picked up a small Su Ji from the shadows not far behind her, who was nearly out of his mind.

Su Ji was still a child when she died, and her lonely days alone in the mountains and forests made her more stubborn and animalistic, and she was willing to follow whoever was good to her.

Cheng Wuyun couldn't bear to see her die like this, so he took the risk of letting her stay in his body, which finally saved her life.

Sharing her body with a brat of unknown origin, if Cheng Wuyun's senior brother and master were around, they would probably scold her for being crazy.

It's a good thing Su Ji is so well behaved.

When the drought struck in that year, she picked up a female starving corpse as her body, borrowed the corpse to return to her soul, and became a human being again.

People have hunger, thirst, and all kinds of pains and sufferings, which are too numerous to mention, but Su Ji still put on his new clothes with joy and circled around in front of Cheng Wuyun.

Cheng Wuyun asked her, "Is it bad to use a body with me."

Su Ji, with his hands behind his back, asked her rhetorically, "Aren't you tired of carrying me."

Cheng Wuyun touched her head and she suffered with her head down.

They were master and servant, or at least that's how Su Ji defined their relationship after fumbling with the rules of the human world that she hadn't touched in a long time.

Su Ji didn't have any spiritual energy left, so Cheng Wuyun accompanied her and walked slowly.

The two of them have traveled to many places. Su Ji washed Cheng Wuyun's face, combed Cheng Wuyun's hair, studied his ink, and carried his sword; if Cheng Wuyun did not allow her to do so, she did it secretly, and even rubbed Cheng Wuyun's books.

She could not read the words, so she followed Cheng Wuyun's example, page after page, page after page, Cheng Wuyun see her like this, some heartache, then read to her, over time, she really learned a little bit to recognize the words and read the book.

A little wild dog who grew up in the countryside, died in the mountains, and was eventually picked up and brought home tries to slowly domesticate himself to be more cuddly, more tame, and more nurturing.

She wants to be with her all the time, all the time, so she wants to get better.

However, things are ultimately unpredictable.

After five years of traveling with Su Ji, Cheng Wuyun meets his own destiny.

Cheng Wuyun is a man who has crossed over to the other side of the world, but has not been able to cross over to himself.

She falls in love with Gong Zi, a young seiyuu.

If it's just an infatuation that can't be realized, it's just a story about a goddess who has intentions, but a king who has no dreams.

That Gong Zi is very playful, but treats Cheng Wuyun very well, Su Ji is beside him, and is also happy to see.

She never wished to monopolize Cheng Wuyun, she was just a servant, or at most a friend, as long as Cheng Wuyun was happy, she was happy.

Like most wealthy people, Gong Zi was interested in Taoism and wanted to seek Zhangsheng. Cheng Wuyun taught him how to perform basic meditation and regulate his breathing, but he was more interested in dan xiu (丹修).

His character was childish, and like Su Ji, he was always pestering people, so Cheng Wuyun was also a bit in love with him and always went along with him, telling him all kinds of secret methods of alchemy and explaining to him that he must not spread it out.

Gong Zi laughed and said, "I just want to be with you, Zhangsheng immortal, how can I spread the word?

But an immortality elixir that leads to heaven in one step does not exist in the world.

And it is often the evil way that can lead to heaven in one step.

Gong Zi was never interested in pills that could only prolong life.

His room, in addition to Cheng Wuyun the white rose, there is also a branch of the red rose with poison, a thousand charming, I do not know how much more than Cheng Wuyun delicate female demon repair.

Gong Zi and the demonic cultivator, who only had eyes for Cheng Wuyun, never put a small maid, Su Ji, in their eyes.

When they successfully tricked Cheng Wuyun trust, realize the seven days of yin and yang reconciliation, and then take out her dantian furnace tripod, the maid will not be useful, only need to put some poison, lied to die a violent death, a roll of straw mats wrapped up, thrown into the deep mountains can be.

Their plan went well. Cheng Wuyun was drugged and humiliated, she frantically resisted but had half of her face slashed raw by the jealous female demon practitioner.

Su Ji had long regarded Gong Zi as Cheng Wuyun's son-in-law, and he managed to transfer him in advance to deliver a letter to a neighboring city, a round trip that took almost seven days.

Su Ji thought of Cheng Wuyun, bought a beautiful rouge, traveled by night and day, and rushed back in the early morning of the seventh day.

But in the Taoist temple where Cheng Wuyun and Gong Zi landed, she couldn't find Cheng Wuyun anywhere.

She asked a Taoist nun, "May I ask if you have seen my Miss Cheng."

Taoist nun nodded, took her to the backyard woodshed, directly locked up, went to report Gong Zi, begging for a disposition, is a dose of poisonous tonic poured down, or with a person clubbed to death.

Cheng Wuyun, inside the dan chamber, vaguely heard the sound of the Taoist nun's report in his drowsiness.

Gong Zi and the demonic cultivator only thought that the great event would be accomplished, but no one thought that Cheng Wuyun would escape on the seventh day, when the elixir would be completed.

Cheng Wuyun, dressed in rags, stumbled all the way to the firewood room, running and forcing out his Nei Dan at the same time.

With her current crippled cultivation, she would never be able to escape.

At the very least, protect Su Ji, the little girl she'd picked up from Shi Yushan who'd been with her for five years.

She tried her best to break the lock with her bare hands and grabbed Su Ji, who was cowering in the corner, before the demonic cultivator could catch up with her.

Su Ji was still holding the box of rouge in his hand, and when he saw Cheng Wuyun in this state, he was shocked and scared, "Miss Cheng? What are you ......"

Cheng Wuyun hugged her and covered her mouth, feeding the Nei Dan that flowed from his palm into her mouth.

She leaned into Su Ji's ear and said, "You be well, be well."

At that moment, Cheng Wuyun, who had lost Nei Dan and was seriously injured, died of gas.

The demon cultivator chased after her and saw that the Nei Dan that was about to come into his hands disappeared, so he was furious and wiped Su Ji's neck with his sword, stabbed the corpse several times with his sword, and then cut open her stomach, but he found that the Nei Dan was not there. Fang Cai was discouraged and thought that Cheng Wuyun was destroying the Nei Dan, so he muttered some curses and could only let it go.

The bodies of the two were thrown on a wild hill in the countryside, only to be devoured by wolves.

That night, night.

That Gong Zi woke up with a start, having been splashed with wine, while Su Ji, covered in blood, stood silently on the side of his bed and threw a fire-brand onto it.

The fire roared up, Gong Zi screamed and rolled into a ball, calling for people to come, but the entire Taoist temple has been plunged into a sea of fire, except for a few groaning in the sea of fire, lingering, there is no one else.

The demon cultivator also sleeps in Gong Zi side, when the fire started to be affected by some, but fortunately she knows the spirit art, pinched a fire avoidance skill, pulled out the sword, and Su Ji war in a place.

Su Ji's swordsmanship is not bad, one move, all have the shadow of Cheng Wuyun, but after all, she is only a mortal, and this body has no spiritual roots, she was suppressed very hard, the demoness got the advantage, but also kills frequently, swore to capture her alive, and then ate her alive, or can still absorb 70% or 80% of the medicinal properties.

But every time the sword hit Su Ji, it was as if Su Ji felt no pain.

Zhangsheng doesn't die, Zhangsheng, doesn't die, doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

But Su Ji still seems oblivious.

When the banshee realizes that something is wrong, she strikes again, but Su Ji catches an opening and cuts off her right arm with a sword.

The banshee howled in pain and fell to the ground, rolling over.

Su Ji didn't stop, sword after sword.

A mortal, in a rolling fire, shatters a demoness into pieces.

With a fire in her body and holding Cheng Wuyun's sword, she stumbled down the mountain from the Taoist temple and returned to the wild hills on the outskirts of the countryside, where she first went to take a bath in the stream, then carried Cheng Wuyun's corpse, which had been settled in an abandoned thatched hut, and went on her way.

Knowing that she would most likely be hunted down and killed, and not being able to think of anywhere else to go, she returned to Shi Yushan and buried Cheng Wuyun in the foothills of the Western Mountains.

After burying her best friend's body, she didn't know what to do.

The good thing is, she's long gone from being the ignorant brat who tried to keep Cheng Wuyun by killing him.

The world Cheng Wuyun wanted, the world she wanted, she would try to preserve it for Cheng Wuyun.

She returned to Shi Yushan, built a small hut in the mountains, started a vegetable bed, and cultivated it day by day.

At the bottom of the mountain, there was a shrine to the Goddess in Shi Yu City, where incense burned incessantly, and Cheng Wuyun's name was written on it. She also occasionally went to pay her respects, looking at the jade body of the statue of the goddess, which had been restored several times, and thought with a little bit of disbelief that it was still better to look at Ms. Cheng.

The bells chime softly and the blue smoke lingers.

The woman beside her begs for marriage, longing to marry a man of her choice, while Su Ji, the mountain ghost who should have been killed by the goddess, kneels side by side with her, not knowing what to ask for.

After thinking for a long time, she put her palms together and said reverently, "I wish Miss Cheng good health and good food every year."

A day in the mountains is a thousand years in the world.

Cheng Wuyun has read books that she has long memorized.

Later, even the book rotted and decayed, turning a little into dust and sand.

To pass the time, she found other books to read.

Su Ji has lost her old image of a vulgar village girl and is becoming more and more like the old Cheng Wuyun, but with more stability, gentleness and tolerance.

Other than not aging or dying or being injured, she is still mortal.

The stars have passed over her head through the ages, and she has never left Shi Yushan.

People's love and hate, some like the tide of Qiantang, surging, rolling heavens, even if only a moment of splendor, but also to hit themselves hard on the rocks, for a piece of white waves, splashing a piece of wet corner of the coat, but also counted to have left a piece of the trace; some like the mountains of the babbling brooks, and sometimes can not even hear the sound of the water flow, in the twinkling of an eye, the world has been a thousand years.

The peaceful days could have gone on forever, but who would have thought that half a month ago, a group of grave robbers, not knowing what kind of rumor they had heard, said that there was a mountain ghost's tomb in Shi Yushan, and that there were treasures inside, searched for them and found Cheng Wuyun's tomb.

A thousand years of tomb beside a thousand years of trees, this is really the most consistent, so grave robbers lift shovels to dig, Su Ji heard the noise, ran from afar to stop, but by the brutal grave robbers a shovel knocked down.

Thousands of years of blood seeped into the soil, and a mutation ensued.

The grave robber who had just beaten Su Ji was dragged into the dirt by a hand that reached out from the ground, and the sound of sinews being broken was loud and clear.

All the thieves were horrified by the liver and gall, scattered and fled, but there are six people were pulled into the soil by the strange force, all the bones of the body broken, dead without a burial place.

That was the first day that Cheng Wuyun's ghost was born after a thousand years.

A thousand years of prayers and the power of the Sheng Shrine made it possible for Cheng Wuyun's body to remain incorruptible, but she also became the earth-bound spirit of Shi Yushan.

She had suffered a great blow in her lifetime, and her mind had collapsed, so she could not remember who she was, and her intellect had returned to a toddler, but she recognized Su Ji like a bird in the womb, and followed her like a little tail, curiously asking questions.

A thousand years ago, a thousand years later, Cheng Wuyun and Su Ji have completely switched places, whether in terms of temperament, education, or personality.

However, the two are still close friends with each other, and this heart can be seen, and it is not easy for a thousand years.

In the world's mind, the ones who resurrected, rebelled and killed were the mountain ghosts that plagued the four directions a thousand years ago.

For Su Ji, this is something to be happy about.

A goddess should always be a goddess, clean and pretty, standing there, smoldering, beautiful, nice.

Su Ji knelt at the entrance to the cave and finished their story.

061 could not hide his surprise and inquired of Chi Xiaochi, "What made you think she was a mountain ghost?"

Chi Xiaochi says, "When a weak woman with no magical powers is guarding a mountain path to do good deeds, there must be some reason that can be explained. There are only two women in the legends about mountain ghosts, Su Ji, and the Goddess."

061 said, "Then why not guess she's a goddess?"

"I used to take on a book about the blind and went to a special college to further my education and know some of the characteristics of the blind." Chi Xiaochi said, "Being mortal, her hearing is too acute."

She didn't have to look back to recognize the "four guests" on the trail.

You know, Wen Yujing walks like a cat, almost silently.

And while her voice wasn't very loud when she spoke openly to the people in the sinkhole, and when the people underneath spoke back, often echoing so badly that they would even cover the original voice, she could easily recognize what the other person was saying and didn't need them to repeat themselves at all.

Chi Xiaochi is also just guessing, but for what it's worth, he made the right bet.

"Although Miss Cheng's spiritual power is strong, she is very obedient." After Su Ji finished her narration and wanted to say something good for her best friend, she paused, as if thinking of Cheng Wuyun's trickery just now, and added with a bit of embarrassment, "It's just that she's too capricious once in a while."

Wen Yujing asked, "Regardless of the grave robbers, why did she capture the people and the Taoists?"

Su Ji was almost embarrassed: "Yes, tomorrow is my birthday. She didn't know what a birthday was, so she kept pestering me to ask, and I told her that a birthday is the day of birth, and that to celebrate a birthday, a mortal needs to have friends and relatives present to make it a lively celebration. She felt Shi Yushan too cold, coincidentally, a Taoist to investigate the murder of grave robbers, mountain ghosts re-emerged, she will be arrested, locked in the back of the mountain at the bottom of a thousand holes, but also to take the formation sealed, said to ...... want them to wait until tomorrow with me to celebrate my birthday, then let them go. Good in those who were caught with the Jingxu peak of the Taoist master are good people, after listening to my explanation, they said to stay for a few days there is no harm, just me and she who can not go down to Jingxu peak to inform the situation, she can not leave, I can not go far, and she and the heart of the mind is too real, and refused to let go of a person to go back to explain the situation, it is really to give you guys a lot of trouble ...... "

Chi Xiaochi was silent.

Now, what they had heard was the full picture of that story that the author of "Shark Immortal Monarch" had really wanted to tell.

There's not much blood and fire, not much ups and downs, and not even an intentional attempt to sell yuri, it's just a story of two girls supporting each other.

That's why Duan Shujue doesn't kill her to take the Dan Essence, because it's totally unnecessary.

Therefore, Duan Shujue and her became close friends, and Su Ji, the mountain ghost, also sent his own brewed wine to Duan Shujue at a later stage, as if they were already close friends with each other.

So after seeing the pandemonium in the comment section, the author chose to cut the line after some consideration, and simply deleted Su Ji and Cheng Wuyun's story, he didn't want these two girls, to be YYed by the readers, as Duan Shujue's harem sisters.