Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 39 Transactions and Possibilities

"If you don't want the Water Moon Stone, then what do you want?"

Sheng Fei raised his eyes and looked at the calm Jinghua Pond. The water in the pond was cold, and the words in his ears were even colder.

She did not refute Yan's words, and ignored Tian Lingling's slightly worried words of comfort, secretly clenching her fists.

Yan was greeted by her as soon as he entered the secret realm. He seemed to be fine, but she didn't understand why he wasn't angry at all if they weren't relatives.

Sheng Wei couldn't be said to be at a loss for the sudden kindness, she just didn't understand it. She was neither stupid nor stupid, and she was even very sensitive to malice because of some past experiences.

The Tianji Spiritual Eye is a gift from Heaven to the purest and most benevolent people. I put aside all those clumsy thoughts in my heart. She is not a kind and beautiful person in any way... right? Naturally, she is not qualified to win the world.

Love and treat those who are kind in a different light.

So, when Yan Zai gently smoothed her palm while sighing again and again, Sheng Fei didn't understand even more and could only think that there must be a monster when something went wrong.

"Does it hurt?"

There were several deep red marks on the white and tender palms from the nails. Yan stared at the exposed wrist outside the sleeve and fell into thought.

"Are you kidding me?" Sheng Fei was very surprised. He withdrew his hand again and hid it in his sleeve, and complained to Tian Lingling in private.

"Tian Lingling, why is this person so weird? He speaks in front of things but not in the back."

It stands to reason that there is a difference between immortals and mortals. After starting to practice, even if you are just a monk in the Qi training stage, your body strength will be partially improved. However, Sheng Fei's body to some extent conforms to the saying that it is as brittle as porcelain, but it is not.

As for what he said.

"That's not what I meant."

Sheng Wei saw the confusion in his eyes, and immediately realized that he had seen the situation when he was suffering from a fire attack. His face became even more ugly and he remained silent.

Yan has a headache and doesn't know how to explain it.

When he first saw the white tree illusion, the demonic energy entrenched above the child's head had already shaped like a hill, and was so dense and solid that it was about to overflow. At that time, he still did not understand how a child could have such great malice and hatred.

After seeing that strange scene, I became a little bit more understanding.

"Can't the Tianji Spiritual Eyes be able to see many different things?" Sheng Wei lost some of his cold air and asked doubtfully, "Can't you see what's going on inside my body?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, words with a soft tone like coaxing a child floated into Sheng Fei's ears.

"If you don't want to say it, that's okay."

Can he say that Tianji Lingtong hit the wall twice in a row with Sheng Wei? Yan felt that he still wanted to lose face.

However, this also confirmed the difficulty of the matter. He could not watch a living person being eaten away by the inner demon in front of him.

When the sad thing was mentioned, Sheng Wei buried her face in her wide sleeves. She thought she had no longer cared about it.

Pain, how can it not hurt? How can it not hurt?

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she heard someone asking her if she was in pain. The last time was probably after she became sensible?

Time has not passed for a long time, and for some reason I can't remember many things clearly. Even so, Sheng Fei still remembers that the house she once lived in was big, white, very empty, and very clean.

There was a very large window on the south wall of the house, with plain snow-white curtains and gauze hanging down from the top of the wall. Outside the window was a vast expanse of purple hills, the second hill closest to her.

There is a big tree.

How big is it? The tree is on the other side of the mountain. She can touch its spreading branches when she leans out the window. It is covered with tiny pink and purple flowers. When the wind blows, the white gauze flutters and flies.

Yingyu is like having a grand dream.

She kept climbing along the thick branches. It was the first time that Sheng Fei had left the house so far.

The joy came and went quickly. She silently pressed against the crack of the door and listened to the quarrels outside. She watched silently as some people fell to the ground and cried in their arms.

"Why can't I have the freedom of choice?"

"Aqi, you have to forgive her...she just doesn't want to lose anymore..."

"...Can't you see...the pain...?"

"You are really too selfish..."

"Force... to stay... without... ending..."

The trees on the hilltop disappeared the next day, and even the large sea of ​​flowers under the window turned the same white as the inside of the house.

She would no longer shed tears because of her illness, and the long and thin cracks in the door would disappear along with the fading memory.

"Tian Lingling, did I do something wrong?"

"I'm very sorry, Ah Qi..." Tian Lingling said worriedly, her voice becoming listless, "I don't have the answer to this question in my information database."

During the four years of sobriety in Guiyu Mountain, she had never cried because she could not bear the pain, let alone cried out in pain.

Bian Zheng had always been soft-hearted, but Sheng Fei's skin, flesh, bones, meridians, five internal organs, and lungs would crack into various strange shapes depending on the degree of fire poison attack, and sometimes he would not be able to do anything.

When Bian Qi reaches this point, she will immediately disappear without a trace. What's more, Shuangxue gritted her teeth and turned away to stitch her broken parts back together stitch by stitch.

She probably understood Bian Zheng in terms of the feeling of pain that was worse than pain. Similarly, just because she respected Bian Zheng did not mean that there were no differences in their ideas.

After stopping his random thoughts, Sheng Fei raised his head. Yan pretended not to notice her little movement of tucking her sleeves behind her back, and remained as quiet as a stone.

But the name Yan refers to stone!

"Shuiyue Grottoes is very important to me, I must get it."

Thinking of the importance of Shuiyue Grottoes in the future development plan, Sheng Fei still spoke.

This man was really too nice to her, and she never noticed anything was wrong.

Based on the principle of seeing and sharing, she thought that if the human in front of her agreed, she could exchange other heavenly materials and earthly treasures with him, and the next best thing would be half.

"Don't you want to fight with me?"

Yan made a few gestures in the air, still in the same light and airy tone as coaxing a child.

"You still have quite a few of those high-level talisman formation disks, right?"

Turning his head to avoid the hand that wanted to put on her head, Sheng Wei couldn't help but say: "For the sake of your kindness, I forgive your rudeness."

She said she believed in the human being in front of her for the time being, but in fact, she believed more in the judgment of heaven. The question of where goodwill comes from can be left to be studied slowly later, and the little calculation in her heart clicked.

"If you want the entire Shuiyue Grotto, that's fine. I have no objection."

No life has ever been born in this small world, so there is not much difference between it collapsing now and being discovered and refined into an illusion later.

Yan lowered his head and met Sheng Fei's gaze. His fine black hair blocked most of his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"But I have a condition."

"Are you blackmailing me?"

After blurting out these words, Sheng Wei immediately regretted it.

"Not really."

After thinking over and over again and organizing his words, Yancai said cautiously: "It is obviously very inappropriate for some words of comfort to be spoken by someone who has not experienced the same pain."

He saw her pain, and also felt a little bit of guilt.

He was willing to give this poor kid a chance.

No, maybe that's not the case.

"It's a deal."

It was very quiet inside the grotto, and the boy's face was also very calm.

"I don't mean to give you a chance."

"But I want you to see a new possibility."

(End of chapter)