Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 292

Author: A Tong Shu

Chapter 292

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Nothing to do today,

Shang An looked through the recent messages from the girls in Heaven.

Since the origins of the girls are consistent with their own soul and heaven, all they need to do if they want to send a message to them is transmit the message to heaven, and Shang An can receive it.

Xueer said that she had found a few more little girls who were suitable to be angels and planned to train them into believers first.

Sister Linglong said that the world she went to was too weak and was easily conquered. Now she is preparing to go to the next world.

Xun'er said that a chaotic flame born at the beginning of the world was discovered in that world, and its power was no less than that of Emperor Yan.

Ah Yin... Hey, there is actually a plane fetus in the world where Ah Yin lives?

Shang An became more energetic.

The embryo of the plane is a variant of the will of the world. It is a good treasure. If the Earth Supreme Dzogchen can obtain the embryo of the plane, it can break through to the heaven supreme. The heaven supreme can also cultivate if it obtains the embryo of the plane.

Great progress.

However, this thing is not found in every world. Those lower planes can only breed such things under certain conditions. For example, Tianxuan Continent has a plane fetus. This kind of thing is very rare and can only be encountered.

beg.

And even if you know where the embryo of the plane is, it is not easy to get the embryo of the plane. You must either get the approval of the embryo of the plane and let the embryo of the plane actively merge with it, such as Lin Dong, or you must conquer the entire plane.

Slaughter all the creatures in this plane, so that the fetus of the plane can be forcibly devoured.

Ah Yin is going to try to get the recognition of the Plane Fetus first, but this may take some time.

Well, Ah Yin is kind-hearted in nature. Shang An left a message for Ah Yin, telling her not to worry, and then continued reading.

Most of the messages from other people were about trivial matters, and Shang An left messages to reply to them one by one.

When he saw the message left by Bibi Dong, Shang An's spirits suddenly lifted.

The teacher said that the world she went to was called Tianxuan Continent, and the level of strength there was roughly the same as that of Douqi Continent. Moreover, she also found several girls with great luck and good looks there, and planned to capture them to be her maids.

Shang An was filled with relief and burst into tears. As expected, the teacher loved him the most.

He immediately replied to Bibi Dong righteously,

He first said that he did not lack a maid, and the teacher did not need to worry too much about him, and then said that since it was the teacher's intention, it was not easy to refuse.

By the way, Tianxuan Continent seems to be Lin Dong’s hometown!

Shang An suddenly remembered.

According to age calculations, Dongzi is probably ten or twenty years younger than Xiao Yan. The specific time cannot be determined, but the plot of Wu Dong has not yet begun.

"Dongzi, it seems I can't help you anymore." Shang An muttered to himself in apology.

Come to think of it, I'm afraid there won't be any Martial Ancestor in the future.

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The next day, Qingyan came out of seclusion.

His strength jumped to the supreme level, which made Qing Yanjing amazed.

"Do you still have that fruit? Let me try it too." She put her hand on Shang An's shoulder and raised her seductive red lips slightly.

"That kind of fruit is not suitable for you to eat." Shang An said honestly:

"For the dragon and phoenix races, it is a divine fruit, but for other races, it is a fruit that has a lot of energy but is violent and difficult to absorb."

"That's it, forget it."

Qing Yanjing was a little disappointed. She also thought that if she had that kind of fruit, it would help her break through the seal faster.

Qing Yanjing's expression was all written on her face. Shang An didn't need to read her mind to see what she was thinking. He turned his eyes and said, "Actually, I also have a "massage" technique, which is also very effective in breaking the seal."

"Really? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Qing Yanjing patted Shang An on the shoulder, showing a surprised expression.

Suddenly transformed from a heavenly supreme being to a mortal, she really couldn't adapt to this kind of life without strength.

"Ahem, that kind of "massage" technique is a bit special, you know." Shang An said.

Qing Yanjing blushed slightly when she heard this. Of course she knew what Shang An was talking about, but she still said:

"Let's go, it's all for healing."

Anyway, everything that should have been touched before was touched by Shang An, not least this time or twice.

not to mention……

She glanced at Shang An again, her heart beating slightly faster.

"Walk!"

Qing Yanjing had already said this, what else could Shang An say? He pulled Qing Yanjing and walked towards the room.

Snap!

With a wave of his hand, the door closed.

"Wait, what are you doing with these socks?"

In the room, Qing Yanjing exclaimed.

"Black silk can effectively promote friction with the skin and enhance the massage effect."

"Then what are you doing with those fake cat ears?"

"This belt can promote blood circulation in the head."

"Really?" Qing Yanjing was very doubtful.

"Of course!" Shang An's vowed voice sounded in the room.

"How could I lie to you?"

After a long time, the door opened, and Qing Yanjing walked out of the room with a flushed face.

After some massage, her legs and feet were trembling and her whole body was soft, but she was really comfortable.

And, it seems to really work.

Qing Yanjing was a little surprised. She felt that the originally very strong seal in her body was a little loose.

That "massage" is really so magical. My demonic energy and injuries are also solved through "massage". This massage seems to be able to solve any problem. It seems that there are no other shortcomings except that you have to take off all your clothes during massage.

No, it's not all clothes on. The bad guy also wore those strange black silk socks during the massage, and focused on the part wearing the socks during the massage.

But how is this done? It seems to be just a few clicks.

She turned around and saw Shang An with a smirk on his face.

…

In the days that followed, Qing Yanjing gradually became accustomed to receiving massage from Shang An on time every day.

From time to time, Shang An would have some bad habits and always liked to ask her to bring something. She only resisted slightly for a few times before accepting Shang An's lame excuses and letting him do what he wanted.

Until now, she can no longer tell what kind of mentality she has.

I just feel that my life is very relaxed. I don’t need to think about cultivation, marriage, or revitalizing my pulse.

Fighting wits and courage with Shang An every day, watching Shang An bully the girl named Feng Qing'er, such a life is actually not bad.

"What are you thinking about? Come here quickly." Her hand was pulled by someone.

"Oh, okay." Qing Yanjing quickly followed Shang An. This was the first time Shang An took Qing Yanjing shopping.

"Try this hairpin on. I think it suits you very well." Shang An picked up a hairpin from the stall next to him.

The vendor was an old lady. She looked at Qing Yanjing with a smile and said, "Sir, your wife has such a good temperament. She will look very beautiful wearing this hairpin."

"I'm not..." Qing Yanjing wanted to retort, but after seeing Shang An's eyes reflecting her own figure, she finally didn't say those words.

"Here, let me put it on for you." Shang An said and helped Qing Yanjing put on the hairpin before she could react.

After putting it on, Shang An took two steps back and looked at Qing Yanjing carefully. He looked at her until she felt a little uncomfortable and then said: "Not bad, not bad, very good-looking, worthy of me."

"Pfft."

Qing Yanjing couldn't help but laugh out loud, and rolled her eyes at Shang An again, "What, could it be that I wasn't good enough for you before?"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly froze.

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In a blink of an eye, half a month later,

The four seasons are turning, autumn has arrived, and the leaves in the backyard are falling one after another.

Qing Yan stood quietly in the courtyard, staring blankly at the falling leaves.

"Why do you look so melancholy today?" Shang An stopped beside Qing Yanjing and asked:

"Something on your mind?"

Qing Yanjing said "hmm" without nodding or shaking her head, just watching the yellow leaves on the tree fall off in the breeze and blending into the fallen leaves on the ground.

"My seal is lifted."

After being silent for a while, she said.

"Isn't it a good thing that the seal is lifted?" Shang An turned his head and looked at Qing Yanjing and said with a smile.

"Yes, that's a good thing." Qing Yanjing forced out a smile.

Originally, she had been thinking about lifting the seal, but when the seal was actually lifted, she found that she was not as happy as she had imagined.

Before she regained her strength, she didn't have to think about anything, quarreled with Shang An, went shopping, and lived an ordinary but peaceful life, but now she couldn't.

She is the goddess of the ancient Buddha tribe, and is engaged to Mahatian of the ancient Maha tribe.

If the Ancient Buddha Clan knew about it...

"Don't think too much." Shang An gently held Qing Yanjing's shoulders.

"Maybe you can try to let go of the pressure in your heart first. Some things are actually easy to solve."

Qing Yanjing glanced at Shang An in surprise. This time, Shang An's movements were unexpectedly regular. A trace of warmth could not help but appear in her beautiful eyes.

Then she shook her head again and said nothing more.

Maybe Shang An is very strong, and she can't see through it after she regains her strength. She may even be an immortal or even a holy being, but the Ancient Futu Clan and the Ancient Maha Clan are by no means easy to get along with, especially the Ancient Maha Clan.

The clan has an extremely profound foundation, and there are probably more than thirty Heavenly Supremes.

She didn't know if Shang An could withstand the pressure, and she was even more afraid that Shang An would regret and retreat once he knew his identity.

The relationship progressed too fast, which made her worry about gains and losses.

Shang An didn't ask again.

He could probably guess what Qing Yanjing was worried about, but he wanted Qing Yanjing to tell him proactively.

Anyway, after being targeted by herself, Qing Yanjing has absolutely no chance of leaving her.

In the end, Qing Yanjing still didn't say anything.

But her mentality seemed to have returned to its previous state, quarreling with Shang An and teasing Feng Qing'er.

Shang An also pretended not to know, and from time to time helped Qing Yanjing with massage on the pretext of recuperating his body, but Qing Yanjing did not refuse.

Finally, one night with thunder and lightning.

"Take me." Qing Yanjing looked at Shang An, her eyes filled with love. She wanted to strengthen her heart in this way.

Feng Qing'er felt the earth shaking and was woken up. Then she noticed the faint sound coming from the next room. Her pretty face instantly turned red. The master never avoided her every time he did this kind of thing.

Listening to the ups and downs of the sound, various images appeared in Feng Qing'er's mind, making her hug the quilt and tighten her legs.

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"Brother, don't go!"

Shang Ruo woke up from his dream and sat up suddenly.

Wiping her slightly moist eyes, she breathed a long sigh of relief, a flash of determination flashing in her eyes.

In fact, she seldom sleeps anymore, because every time she dreams about her brother, she feels so powerless when she wakes up.

The pale moonlight shone on the bedside through the screen window and shone on her face, making her feel even colder and lonely.

She remembered her conversation with Su Ruotong again.

At that time, she asked Su Ruotong where her brother had gone and why he hadn't come back to pick her up.

Su Ruotong always told herself before that her brother had gone to a far away place and it would take a long time before he came back, but that time she was silent.

It was not until later that several monks from the Yuhua Dynasty put her brother's "clothes" in a coffin and sent them back that she knew that her brother might have left her forever.

She cried loudly and ran to question Su Ruotong.

In the end, Su Ruotong told her the truth.

It turns out that my brother didn’t join the cultivation of the Ascension God Dynasty at all. It turned out that it was a scam from beginning to end.

It turns out that my brother will never come back...

She wants to avenge her brother.

With the help of Su Ruotong, she spent a lot of resources and reluctantly entered the door of cultivation.

She knew that with her qualifications, she would never be able to avenge her brother in her lifetime.

So despite Su Ruotong's dissuasion, she chose to go out for training.

Even if she dies, she will die on the way to avenge her brother.

Fortunately, she was very lucky. Although she narrowly escaped death several times, she survived in the end, and was lucky enough to get a incomplete unknown skill. This skill can be said to be very evil. It absorbs and devours others.

She is practicing cultivation from her own origin, but she doesn't mind, as long as she can avenge her brother, no matter how evil she is.

Along the way, she grew from a little girl who was ignorant of the world to a monk with blood on her hands, but she never regretted it.

Later, after hearing that the Butian Sect had a secret method for resurrecting people, she resolutely chose to join the Butian Sect.

She found that the Butian Sect's philosophy of "doing less than enough, giving more than enough" was very consistent with the concept of the nameless skill, and the skills could also be vaguely complementary to the nameless skill. This allowed her to progress in the cultivation of the Butian Sect.

Soon, she gained the attention of an elder, accepted her as a disciple, and became one of the candidate saints of the Butian Sect.

But at the same time, her hope was dashed. The so-called resurrection secret method of the Butian Sect was just a study of how to regenerate spiritual intelligence from dead corpses. It was not a true resurrection at all.

The teacher told her that there is no secret method of resurrection in this world. If you want to resurrect the dead, perhaps only the legendary immortals can do it.

Fairy?

Shang Ruo clenched his fists and his nails dug into his flesh.

In his arms, a pebble-sized red seed fell. Seeing the seed, Shang Ruo's eyes softened instantly.

"Brother, I will wait for you. If it doesn't work for a hundred years, then it will be a thousand years. If it doesn't work for a thousand years, then it will be ten thousand years!" She still remembered the agreement she made with her brother under the mulberry tree.

"I will definitely become an immortal!"

If outsiders heard this idea, they would definitely laugh. How many great emperors and emperors in ancient and modern times have not been able to achieve the path of immortality? How can a monk who is not even an immortal platform be virtuous and capable?

But this is the truest vision in the girl's heart.

"My talent is still too poor. Just by devouring other people's origins I can only increase my cultivation speed for a short time."

"Perhaps, we can try to devour the origins of those special physiques." She murmured, her face becoming more and more indifferent.

"Even...I can inherit other people's physiques by devouring them!"

In fact, her ambition has always been very small. She just wants to live with her brother forever, but in order to realize this small dream, she must become a fairy.

However, the incomplete nameless technique obviously could not achieve the effect she wanted, so she had to try to improve the technique on her own.

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The Great Thousand World, Bailing Continent, and Muyu.

In the Mufu,

Two people dressed as servants were sitting on the steps, eating a dinner that was completely inconsistent with their status, including spiritual animal meat, animal milk, and various exquisite dishes.

"Here, try this, it's good." One person took a piece of spiritual animal meat and handed it to the other person's bowl.

Another servant seemed to be new here. He took a sip of animal milk, then looked at the door with some worry, looked at the older servant who handed him the meat and asked: "Brother Wang, let's put all these together."

After eating, what will the young master eat?"

"Master?" Brother Wang sneered, "Just scoop him a bowl of gruel."

"Is this really good?" The new servant was still a little worried.

"Tsk, what are you afraid of? I'm telling you..." Brother Wang looked around and then put his mouth to the man's ear.

The man's eyes gradually opened wide and his mouth opened, as if he heard something incredible.

In the room, a child of about seven or eight years old was lying on the bed, hugging the pillow his mother had left for him. There was a stubbornness in his eyes.

The child's body is a bit thin, and he looks like he has been malnourished for a long time. He is much thinner than other children of the same age. Under his clothes are bones wrapped in skin. He has a pretty face and is wearing a brocade robe, but he looks

It was wrinkled, as if it hadn't been properly washed for a long time.

The only thing worthy of praise is the child's bright eyes, which are like pearls in the night sky.

"Mother……"

Tears gradually soaked the pillow.

Wang Cuihua passed away when Muchen was five years old, so he actually didn't have a clear memory of his mother. He only vaguely remembered that her mother's arms were warm and she was also very gentle. She always liked to bring him her favorite sesame seed cakes.

His mother was the only person in the world who cared about him. After his mother died, he seemed to have become an orphan. The man called his father had never visited him.

The servants in the mansion became more and more harsh on him. At a young age, he learned to wash his own clothes. Although he could not wash them clean, he also learned to rely on himself in everything.

At this time, the door opened.

A basin of gruel mixed with a few vegetable leaves was placed heavily at the door. Due to the shaking, half of the porridge spilled on the ground.

"Hey, Master, your breakfast."

After putting down the porridge, the servant didn't wait for Muchen's reaction, closed the door tightly and left, looking extremely impatient.

Muchen climbed up from the bed with his thin body, came to the door, looked at the slightly yellow gruel, picked it up, and drank it one mouthful at a time.

It doesn't taste great, but at least it fills your stomach

In fact, Muchen was not treated like this in the past. After all, Muchen was also Mufeng's only son, so he would be the future owner of Mufeng's mansion.

But I don’t know since when, rumors spread in the Mu’s Mansion that Muchen was a bastard born of Wang Cuihua’s adultery with someone else, but the master gave Muchen the title of a young master out of concern for his face. In addition, Mufeng never cared about

Judging from Muchen's behavior, more and more people believe this rumor.

Gradually, the attitude of the servants changed. At first, they just looked at him strangely, and then they simply didn't bother to take care of this "bastard young master".

The attitude of the people above determined the attitude of the people below, because Mu Feng had no reaction during this period, which made more and more people think that Muchen was just a bastard, and he became even more unscrupulous.

In fact, Sheppard has been thinking about the goddess in his heart, and he has been chasing the traces of the goddess. He has even neglected his cultivation. He is often accompanied by wine. How can he care about his son who was born unexpectedly? He just needs to starve to death.

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He hadn't taken a good look at his son in the past few years. He had no idea what Muchen looked like, and he almost forgot that there was such a person.

(End of chapter)