"Master, Shang Shang has learned to draw qi into his body, is he going to learn the Ruthless Killing Sword from now on?" The merchant took Wen Yi's skirt and asked in a milky voice.

"Yes, I'll teach you the easiest and most introductory first." Wen Yi looked at Hua Yuan as she spoke, "What kind of Tao did you practice before?" ”

Hua Yuan's face was light and red, "Before returning to the elder disciples, he practiced the Tao of Affection. ”

"It just so happens that the Ruthless Tao and the Affectionate Tao will teach together." Compared to the ruthless killing sword that has not yet reached the ultimate realm, Wen Yi's attainments in the path of sentient beings can be described as a generation of grandmasters.

"Didn't the elder turn to the Ruthless Dao?" Hua Yuan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Wen Yi to learn the Tao of Affection for himself, and the emotion in his heart spread to all his limbs.

Wen Yi smiled and said nothing, "I can teach you both of these things, if you want to learn anything you don't understand, you can ask, if you want to learn a little more sophisticated, I can teach you." ”

Affectionate is her specialty.

Hua Yuan was overjoyed and asked Wen Yi some questions on the spot.

Wen Yi unraveled the doubts in his heart one by one, and taught him how to avoid falling into the trap of carnal desire.

Hua Yuan listened fascinated.

In the past, Huayuan was just a casual cultivator, and he accidentally entered the sentient path and almost embarked on the crooked path of the evil demons, picking yin and supplementing yang.

Now that he had been ignited by the thermometer, he instantly understood, immediately bowed, and then went to his room to digest the information of the thermometer.

"I thought she only cared about sentient beings-carn-lust-, but I didn't expect the words and reasoning she said to be so enlightening." Jiang Huaiyu, who was hiding from the sun under the verandah, cast an impressive look at Wen Yi.

The attendant nodded and said, "The words of the Seventh Elder give me a feeling of enlightenment. ”

Such a thermometer is indeed worthy of his little son.

Seeing off the businessmen who asked questions, Wen Yi strolled to the verandah with an umbrella.

Her slender waist with jingling bells and rings, swaying when she walks, ringing and dingling, Wen Yi's appearance, and one of the best in the world of cultivating immortals, exhaling and breathing, smiling, has its own different style.

"Jiang Huaiyu, come with me." Wen Yi glanced at the attendant, "The Misty Peak is forbidden to outsiders. ”

The attendant was stunned by her piercing gaze, and then saluted, "Yes." ”

"Just now, Shizun came to the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, not because the master asked for the crime, but someone told the false information to the master, saying that I was detained by the people of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, and he was also concerned about the chaos, but he looked a little fierce, and did not cause any harm to the Ethereal Illusion Mansion."

Jiang Huaiyu explained later.

Wen Yi said lightly: "I never care about the affairs of the sect, anyway, when the sky falls, there are a few senior brothers and sisters who stand up to it, and in the end, it will be my turn." ”

All this is Liu Xinci's bureau, what he wants has already arrived, although Wen Yi is very unhappy as a tool person, but the Buddha Heart Lotus is in her palm, which can be regarded as a compensation.

"Since the farewell of the Tongshan Gate, I am impressed by the changes you have made." Jiang Huaiyu walked beside Wen Yi.

He looked sideways at the delicate and picturesque girl, and involuntarily saw Wen Yi for the first time in his mind.

At that time, Jiang Huaiyu knew for the first time that he had a fiancée.

At that time, he was only eleven or twelve years old, and he was a bright and cheerful teenager.

Jiang Huaiyu visited the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion with the elders of the Sword Sect, and Wen Yi, who was only seven or eight years old at the time, stood beside Lin Yinong obediently and skillfully, timidly holding the skirt of her senior sister, very recognizable.

Jiang Huaiyu glanced at it from a distance, and only felt that the other party was a beautiful sister, who looked better than the immortals.

The world of adults and children do not mix, Jiang Huaiyu walked to the lotus pond behind the misty peak and inadvertently fell into the water, and at this time, the passing thermometer fluttered in, and the pool water pulled it up.

The two looked at each other and smiled, it was the first time they had seen each other.

"There are more opportunities for you to be impressed, and you have to live a long time." Wen Yi rarely said calmly:

"Now that the Sword Sect Master has arrived, after your injuries are healed, the marriage contract between you and me will be dissolved.

For you and me, this marriage is a burden. ”

Hearing Wen Yi say this, Jiang Huaiyu did not feel lost in his heart.

Once upon a time, he did think that this marriage was a burden, and Wen Yi was a stain on him.

Now he feels that he has a different affection for Wen Yi.

"Okay, I'll try my best to persuade the master to agree to dissolve this marriage." Jiang Huaiyu's voice was a little hoarse.

The two of them walked all the way underground, through the palace gates, and into a secret room made of pure crystal, on which a stone statue was placed.

"How could Shen Yu's idol appear here?" Wen Yi looked at the familiar face, and couldn't stop the doubts in her heart.

This was the main peak of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion before, could it be that this stone statue was put on by Yuehua?

"Statue of the Prince of Love." Jiang Huaiyu also recognized who the owner of the stone statue was, "You are still worshipping Prince Er." ”

"I'll practice the Ruthless Killing Sword and worship the Prince of Lust who has ascended in this path, what's wrong?" Because of Jiang Huaiyu's identity, Wen Yi took what the sect did on herself, "One day I will practice your free path, and you will become an existence like soaring, and I will also give you a statue and a monument." ”

Seeing Wen Yi being so yin and yang, Jiang Huaiyu's handsome face was expressionless.

"There are two futons in that cupboard, you can help me take them out." Wen Yi asked Jiang Huaiyu to take the futon, and he took three incense sticks, lit them and put them in front of the stone statue to worship, "Don't come out to make trouble, don't come out to make trouble, don't come out to make trouble." ”

Shen Yu: "......"

Jiang Huaiyu: "......"

"Sit down, I'll start drawing out the ghosts and monsters that are wrapped around your soul." Wen Yi took out a golden lotus flower that exuded a holy aura and hung it above Jiang Huaiyu's head, "I'm going to infuse spiritual power, remember that I can only accept, not reject, once I reject you, I will be seriously injured." ”

Jiang Huaiyu nodded cooperatively.

After the spiritual power was injected into the Buddha's Heart Lotus, Jiang Huaiyu closed his eyes.

He felt a holy light sprinkle all over him, and the ghosts that had been shouting in his body, like retro bodies, let out fierce screams, and they all turned into fine black mist, or were strongly precipitated out of his body by the golden light.

The whole process was extremely painful, because while absorbing ghosts, the Buddha Heart Lotus would also cause some damage to Jiang Huaiyu's soul.

The pain that hit his soul made him tremble, but Jiang Huaiyu didn't say a word, gritting his teeth and bearing the heart-rending pain.

Dense cold sweat rolled down Jiang Huaiyu's forehead, his hands were pinched white, and the already unhealthy lip color had now lost the last blood color, pale as paper.

Extracting ghosts and curses, this thermometer alone took three days and three nights.

After extraction, Wen Yi used the power of the Buddha Heart Lotus to slowly repair Jiang Huaiyu's soul.

"I can't stand it, you can come back in three days." Wen Yi's spiritual power was almost exhausted, she put away the Buddha Heart Lotus and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, "The repair of the soul is a slow process, once every three days, ten times is about the same. ”

Holding on to the pain caused by tiredness and spiritual exhaustion, Wen Yi's hands and feet were weak, and he left the secret room step by step.

Jiang Huaiyu opened his eyes and looked at the crumbling body, he wanted to move, wanted to help the thermometer, but he couldn't move.

After a while, Jiang Huaiyu's attendants carried him out of the secret room.