There is a rotation of the sun and moon in Sumeru, the four seasons change, and the growth and withering of flowers and trees all have a fate.

Compared with the flood of the outside world, Sumeru is more like an undisturbed natural world.

Shang Yin said that let Hongjun soak in the spirit lake, and Hongjun really meditated in the lake for forty-nine days.

Every morning, the system will pass by the lake with a small basket of its own spiritual grass, and play with the little light balls with the fox's tail, while talking endlessly towards Hongjun in the lake with his eyes closed.

At first, it was just the system talking to itself, I thought there was no play, on the fourteenth day, Hongjun suddenly asked a question, and after that, the system was even more energetic, except for the time to do daily tasks, the rest of the time was directly rooted in the lake.

On the evening of the forty-ninth day when Hongjun soaked in Linghu, Shang Yin appeared by the lake very punctually.

The big ink-colored fox who was scratching his ears and cheeks saw Shang Yin, his eyes lit up, his back was to Hongjun in the lake, and he desperately squeezed his eyebrows at Shang Yin.

Shang Yin held back a smile, stepped forward and rubbed the soft fox ears twice, covered the fox's eyes by the way, and bent down to rub the fox head of the system with his cheek.

System: "...... Why, what? ”

The host was so gentle that the system was a little embarrassed, and his speech was squirming.

Hongjun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Shang Yin, who couldn't help but smile gloating on his face by the lake, and his eyes couldn't see any emotion.

Shang Yin coughed lightly, and said very seriously: "Okay, I'm going to heal the big beauty, be good, go and play, don't peek." ”

The system pouted: "Peek at something, peek, I won't appreciate you ......"

Seeing the mountain-like ink fox roll away with the small light balls clustered around it, Shang Yin walked to the lake and stood still, smiling and groaning, "How do you feel?" ”

Today's Shang Yin is wearing a silver gray and light brown dress, the skirt is embroidered with gorgeous patterns, the dark brown streamers hang down, the cuff skirt is the shape of the flower, and the light gauze sticks to the white arm and slides down from the wrist.

Like the moonlight on an autumn day.

Unlike Hongjun's magic clothes that can resist attacks, Shang Yin's clothes are just the simplest condensation of spiritual power, and what he wants is to change at any time, and the style and color are always fresh.

Hongjun pinched the trick, and the clothes neatly folded by the little light balls swept across the lake, and the lake crackled, and the tall beauty had already dressed and stood by the lake.

Feeling that Shang Yin actually used the Yuan Shen to see, Hongjun straightened his sleeves for a moment, and there was a rare trace of helplessness in his eyes.

Shang Yin admired the beauty out of the bath, and his mood was very bright: "You can use spiritual power freely, it seems that the injury on your Yuan Shen has not been aggravated at least." ”

When Hongjun first came, the laceration wounds on the Yuan Shen had been getting worse and worse, and it was precisely because of this that Shang Yin pressed people into the Spirit Lake.

- Of course, there are also thoughts that want to gather a little more Hongjun's blood and spiritual power to raise lotus flowers.

But the estimate is still not enough.

Shang Yin looked at the surface of the lake with only a few lonely lotus leaves, and sighed.

"If the seeds in your lake want to germinate, they need a certain chance." Hongjun also looked at the calm lake, "In the past, the chaotic green lotus sprouted and bloomed when chaos first appeared, and when chaos was broken, it was cut and scattered into many magic weapons, all of which were fate. ”

"Lives?" Shang Yin's tail voice was soft, "Do you still believe this?" ”

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, it just exists." Hongjun said in a low voice, "The Black Lotus of the Destruction of the World is in the hands of Rahu; When the heavens and the earth first opened, chaos owed the cause and effect to the West, and the golden lotus of merit should be owned by the West; The karmic fire red lotus is born with blood, which is contrary to the way of natural vitality. ”

When Hongjun said this, he paused for a while, and seeing that Shang Yin didn't mean to speak, he took a deep look at Shang Yin and continued:

"The reincarnation purple lotus should be related to the atmospheric race of heaven and earth, and it is impossible for it to fall into the hands of the demon god."

Heaven and earth clock the atmosphere of the race.

Shang Yin smiled, remembering the images he had seen in the system.

Mankind...... Yes.

The race that has not yet been born has already been revealed to be the Lord of Heaven and Earth.

Shang Yin raised her hand and made a move, and a silver-white lotus seed broke through the water and landed in the palm of her hand.

"When Pangu intended to open the sky, when the chaotic spiritual power was chaotic, I met that little thing that was not very smart, and used its power to intercept a trace of Hongmeng purple qi to open up the Sumeru Cave Heaven."

"But the feeling of being chased and hiding was too unpleasant, and I was a little angry, so I lifted the weak water that had just formed."

Shang Yin's tone was light, and he snorted softly when he talked about weak water.

She doesn't like most of the Chaos Demon Gods, but the chaos is there, the Demon God is there, and after the chaos is destroyed, the identity of the Demon God is a life talisman!

However, the anger of the salted fish, that is, the anger under the anger, lifted the weak water and lost his temper.

Hongjun's eyelids jumped, and he raised his hand and pressed the bridge of his nose: "You turned over the seed of the Pure World White Lotus and brought it back to Sumeru?" ”

"How is that possible?" Shang Yin had an expression of "how could you think of me so much", "I intercepted a part of the weak water, and together with the seeds of the Pure World White Lotus, I moved it directly to Sumeru. ”

Hongjun moved his lips: "......"

He slowly closed his eyes, only to feel that the helplessness he had when he got along with Shang Yin in the past came back to his heart: "What are you moving it for?" ”

The Pure World White Lotus, as the name suggests, bears the responsibility of the Pure World, if the heavens and the earth are chaotic and the creatures are destroyed, the weak water will wash and flood the entire heaven and earth, and at that time, the Pure World White Lotus will break through the water and support the new chaos.

The traces of this thing have always been the focus of Heavenly Dao, and it is ...... when Hongmeng wakes up

Hongjun couldn't help but raise his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

The lotus seed in Shang Yin's hand was tossed up and down, his plain white fingers were curled, and his bones were forced, and the lotus seed was thrown into the weak water spirit lake again, making a popping sound.

"No, I want to do something that can pit Him."

"Anyway, he has already decided that the demon god will destroy the heavens and the earth, and I am guilty, wouldn't it be very aggrieved if I didn't do something?"

The corners of Hongjun's lips tightened: "If you do this, when the tribulation of the three clans is over, his power will gradually prosper, and he will discover you as soon as possible." ”

Here it comes.

Shang Yin's fingers in his sleeve moved slightly, and he looked sideways at Hongjun: "Sure enough, I knew that you were not such a docile character." ”

Hongjun is a chaos demon god, but he can walk freely in today's desolation, if he is not familiar with the demon god, most of them will feel that Hongjun has conspired with the way of heaven.

But Shang Yin felt that although Hongjun's character was cold and difficult to handle, the arrogance engraved in his soul would never be erased.

Will Hongjun conspire with an being who wants to kill him?

No way.

I just don't know what Hongjun's idea is and what he's planning.

The two were silent for a while, and Hongjun suddenly said, "That foreign thing, can it be cleaned up?" ”

Shang Yin felt that the moonlight was a little dark tonight, and at this moment he was raising his chin, and his fingers were controlling the moonlight sprinkled in Sumeru's sky little by little.

Hearing Hongjun's question, he replied casually: "Well, I signed the master-servant contract." ”

The Chaos Demon God is the most powerful existence in the world, and the system wanted to bind Shang Yin's Yuan Shen at the beginning, but Shang Yin was counter-contracted back, although it almost touched the system's self-destruction program, but in the end there was no danger.

"What do you want me to help you?" Hongjun was slightly dazzled by the overly dazzling moonlight, and frowned.

Shang Yin glanced at Hongjun, and turned the moonlight softer again: "What do you mean to help me do something, it's together, it's cooperation." ”

Shang Yin didn't look at Hongjun, she knew herself, she was very worried that she would not be able to control the temptation of beauty because she had never been a good color.

Because of this, she didn't find that Hongjun's gaze at her at this time was mixed with too many complex emotions, but there was no indifference that she had become accustomed to.

Shang Yin waited for a while, but he didn't hear Hongjun speak, and he couldn't help but turn around and look over.

Hongjun looked away and said calmly: "This kind of cooperation must be contracted. ”

The contract that Hongjun said in his mouth is obviously the same as the master-servant contract of Shangyin and the system, which is a contract bound to the primordial god, and the punishment for violating the contract is not light.

To be honest, Shang Yin doesn't want to be involved with Hongjun too much, and it is okay to cooperate, but it is a little difficult to define the distance in the contract.

Shang Yin tapped his toes, his figure swept out, and disappeared into the lake in the blink of an eye, and the laughter fluttered lightly on the grass.

"That's still it, although the beauty is good, it's better to be single~"

The refusal was very simple.

Not surprisingly surprised by this, Hongjun stepped forward, the hem of his clothes slowly skimmed the grass, and turned to look in a certain direction.

The black fox hiding in the grass and peeking out of the bushes shrunk back, revealing only two pointy ears.

was seen by Hongjun, and he ran away, and when he fled, he tripped on his back foot and fell out of the way.

***

As soon as he came out of the weak water, Hongjun calmed down the cold qi in the Yuan Shen after meditating for two days, and saw Shang Yin walking over with a very familiar bamboo basket.

The ink-colored big fox followed behind Shang Yin, reluctantly staring at the spiritual grass in the bamboo basket, and looked at Hongjun with a little sadness in his eyes.

This is the spirit grass that it takes care of every day, and it is half of it is taken away by the host!

Shang Yin raised his chin towards Hongjun: "Let's go, you have to clean up the aura that is running around in your body today." ”

Hongjun followed behind Shang Yin, and the two of them stood still in front of Qiankun Ding, Hongjun looked at the rippling pale green liquid in Qiankun Ding, and his eyelids jumped again.

The system snickered as he covered the fox's mouth next to him.

Shang Yin put medicinal herbs into the Qiankun Ding, and turned his head to urge Hongjun to take off his clothes with his eyes.

Hongjun, whose clothes have not stayed on his body for more than two days: "......"

There is no picture of a beautiful woman's wide clothes, Hongjun's movements are extremely fast, and before the system has time to blink, the person has already soaked into the Qiankun Ding.

was smashed by the system that was deviated by the Shang Yin tape, and blurted out a regretful sigh.

Hongjun's gaze swept over, and the ink-colored big fox suddenly turned his back with a fried fur.

Shang Yin's eyes flashed with a smile, and while he fused his spiritual power into the spiritual herb, stirred the medicinal herb juice into the medicinal liquid, and watched the color of the medicinal soup in the Qiankun Ding gradually turn red.

Not.

The white is too light, but red is the most beautiful woman.

The wind blew the leaves and branches of the trees, and Shang Yin sat on the edge of the Dingkou, moving slowly and logically.

Suddenly, Shang Yin's movements froze.

"Huh?" The system scratched the fox's head, turned around and raised his head and asked Shang Yin, "Ayin, there are people from the Feng Clan outside, do you want to save them?" ”

Shang Yin looked at Hongjun in Dingli and frowned.

However, all the creatures that have been treated in the Sumeru Heaven, after the accidental fall, the soul will return to the Sumeru Heaven, instead of feeding back to the Heaven and the Earth.

The three clans are already in a white-hot stage now, and although Shang Yin is not familiar with divination and deduction, he can also roughly see the future of the prosperity and decline of the three clans.

At this time, it is best not to be too ostentatious on Mount Meru, so as not to catch fire.

Moreover...... The most important thing for her now is to calculate, no, and care about Hongjun.

Shang Yin was about to speak, when he heard Hongjun's voice say calmly: "If I were you, I would not only meet the Feng Clan, but also let him come in Sumeru." ”

Shang Yin narrowed his eyes and looked at Hongjun who was pinching the trick in his hand.

"Rahu is hiding in the shadows and instigating left and right, the war between the three clans is about to break out, and the day of the fall is not far away." Hongjun closed his eyes, he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes clearly, and the expression on his face was also light, "These three clans have supported a heaven and earth tribulation, and the huge luck is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the luck is ...... It has always fallen on the pride of the sky. ”

A face that is not stained with dust, but the words he says are stained with a strong sense of calculation.

Ruthless and indifferent.

Shang Yin's fingers tapped on the edge of the Qiankun Ding, and the red medicinal juice slipped down his fingers and fell into the Ding, submerging into the medicinal soup.

"What do you mean...... Yuan Feng, Ancestral Dragon, First Qilin? ”

When it comes to the atmospheric transporters of the three clans, there is no other choice but these three divine beasts.

Hongjun smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Shang Yin pondered Hongjun's words, leaned over, reached out and soaked his own contaminated hand in the medicinal soup, raised his finger and popped out a round droplet of water and hit the fox head of the system.

pricked up his ears and eavesdropped, but he didn't understand anything, and he was attacked by water droplets, and the system suddenly sighed: "What are you doing?" ”

Shang Yin's calves hanging on the side of the ding swayed slightly, and the gauze clothes hung down, with an indescribable freehand style: "Of course, do what the beauty said~"

After a while, the system came in with a frightened Feng man with a shocked expression, and the man was still holding a dying Feng cub in his arms.

This is the first time that Sumeru has appeared in front of the creatures of the desolation.

It was also the first time that Venerable Shangyin was revealed to the outside world.

It's a pity that when the Feng man returns to the clan, no matter how the elders of the clan interrogate and examine, he can't tell what he saw and heard in Sumeru.

For a while, rumors about the Venerable Shangyin of Mount Meru were rampant again.

How the three clans are is a matter of the future, the important thing is the present.

Shang Yin checked the Feng cub in his hand, pinched the bird's fat belly, and looked sideways at Qiankun Ding.

This little bird's injuries are very serious, and it is not easy to delay, but what she gave Hongjun is a fierce medicine, and the little red bird may be able to mature in an instant.

Shang Yin cleared his throat: "Hongjun Daoyou? ”

Hongjun raised his eyes.

Shang Yin: "Move somewhere?" ”

Hongjun looked at Shang Yin fixedly, and his expression visibly showed a little displeasure.

Since his birth, he has never conceded anything to anyone.

Shang Yin pinched the Feng Clan cub in his hand and compared the size, and his tone was sincere: "Look, it's only so big, it doesn't need much space." ”

The four eyes were facing each other, and after a stalemate for a while, Hongjun, who was under the eaves, closed his eyes again and no longer paid attention to Shang Yin.

Shang Yin knew that he was acquiescing, pursed his lips and smiled, circled a small circle in the middle of Qiankun Ding, and changed the medicinal soup to soak the little cub of the Feng clan in.

The system pulls on the edge of the tripod and looks inside, and the more you look at it, the more you feel that something is strange.

Suddenly, it dawned on me.

Oooh oh!

Red on the outside and white on the inside - it's a mandarin duck pot!