The villain always thinks I'm stupid

Chapter 04 Lotus Bodhi Gold Only Buys Beauties 1 Laugh

Mozun, who has always been meticulous and cautious in his work, really never expected that one day he would happen to be caught by his master while peeking at erotic pictures.

What's more, this senior seems to be the well-known True Lord Shenglian in the world of cultivating immortals.

An unprecedented embarrassment welled up in his heart, Ye Mingjue shoved the erotic pictures into the storage bag almost tremblingly, and respectfully put back the few utensils he picked up just now, not daring to Think about something else.

Then he bowed his head respectfully like a primary school student being taught a lesson, and said: "This junior has never seen such a gorgeous appliance, and I was confused before I knew it. Please forgive me, senior."

"Heh." Huajuan sneered, his voice was still hoarse, strange but very sexy, "Who are you, what sect are you from, tell me the truth, if you dare to deceive me, you will be at your own risk."

But all powerful monks have their own detection secrets, Ye Mingjue dare not lie: "This junior is named Ye Mingjue, and he is... a disciple of the Holy Cult."

A long time ago, people from the Devil's Cult called themselves the disciples of the Holy Cult, but because the word 'Holy' overlapped with the Holy Lotus, they were chased and beaten by the enraged Holy Lotus for a long time, and no one dared to mention it anymore .To this day, this dark history has been completely buried in the years, and it has become a secret that the disciples of the Devil's Cult never talk about.

It can be said that, apart from those high-ranking monks thousands of years ago, no one has known about it for a long time. Ye Mingjue only learned a little about it when he accidentally found a book that was sealed and recorded the history of the Demon Cult.

Don't look at Ye Mingjue's respectful surface, but in fact he is full of plans to expose the identity of this senior.

"Holy religion? Dare to call yourself holy religion in front of me, aren't you afraid of death?"

The sudden burst of voice was mixed with strands of icy murderous aura, lingering around Ye Mingjue's body like a substance.

Beads of sweat appeared faintly on his back, Ye Mingjue could barely stand under the pressure of such a powerful force, Ye Mingjue frowned, and immediately bowed respectfully: "Please calm down, senior!"

It's really the Holy Monarch Shenglian!

The legendary figure stood in front of him.

Ye Mingjue was a little excited, but also a little confused, didn't it be rumored that Zhenjun Shenglian had died long ago?

But in this way, he and Bai Lian found the reason why they could easily enter this cave. Sure enough, this bad luck still hasn't recovered.

Ye Mingjue was just about to make up a reason to extinguish the anger in the other party's heart, but saw that Zhenjun Shenglian suddenly withdrew his murderous aura, and his tone became extremely gentle again:

"Don't panic, you are quite an interesting person, and I am still reluctant to kill you. No outsider has been here for more than 1000 years, and it is some kind of fate that you can come."

"I think your courage is commendable. If you have any questions, you want to ask me. I am in a good mood. I can answer one or two."

"...Thank you, senior." Ye MingJue slowly blinked his eyes, never expecting Master Shenglian to let him go so easily.

After going through the coercion just now, he can still remain calm as always, without changing his expression, calm and composed.

Even Zhenjun Shenglian's comforting words seemed to be casual, but he took it seriously: "Is the senior here, can you show up to meet the junior?"

Shengjiao Zhenjun curled his lips: "No."

Ye Mingjue: "...Senior's cultivation has reached perfection, why hasn't he ascended yet?"

True Monarch Shenglian: "No comment."

Ye Mingjue: "Why Wanbitongtian has never been discovered so far, and why did I happen to fall in?"

True Monarch Shenglian: "This is a secret."

"..."

After asking three questions in a row but being blocked back, Ye Mingjue felt a deep sense of powerlessness, the last person who made him feel this way was that unintelligent fool.

However, Zhenjun Shenglian is not guilty at all: "I only said that I might answer you if I am in a good mood, but I didn't say that I would definitely answer you."

Ye MingJue could only agree: "Senior said so."

"I can tell you that I have been practicing here for thousands of years and never left."

As soon as he finished speaking, his tone suddenly changed, and it was freezing cold: "Speaking of which, since I haven't been on the mountain for so long, there won't be any blind people talking nonsense that I've already lost my mind? Huh?"

"..." That's not enough, but the death of Zhenjun Shenglian was indeed rumored.

To tell the truth, I am afraid that he is the one who lost his soul, Ye Mingjue was in a dilemma for a while, so he could only keep silent.

In the early years, I heard that Zhenjun Shenglian has a bright and gentle personality like jade, and likes to make friends everywhere.Now Ye Mingjue just wants to sneer, this person obviously has a moody temperament!

Sure enough, the next moment, a sarcastic laugh came from the portrait: "I don't bother you to worry about how I am doing, but you should take care of yourself, haven't you noticed, you are going to die soon."

What Ye MingJue wanted to say was blocked back into his throat, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the portrait, even forgetting to be respectful: "What?!"

He furrowed his brows tightly, with confusion hidden in his eyes, he struggled for a moment, then raised his hand and saluted: "Please enlighten me, senior!"

"Do you know what kind of poison you have?"

"I don't know, but it must be the poison of sealing the cultivation base."

"This is not an ordinary poison for sealing cultivation bases." Zhenjun Shenglian said, "Its name is Sanri Duan Hun San, no matter what cultivation base or skill, as long as it touches a trace, it will force the cultivation In order to suppress it to the minimum, he died completely violently after the third day."

"The most terrifying thing about this poison is that there is no antidote, that is to say, the poisoned person will die in three days!"

"Is there any antidote to poison in this world?" Ye Mingjue's whole body trembled, the situation was more serious than he imagined, and his heart became more and more heavy. white.

He never thought that someone would be willing to spend money to find such a terrifying poison for him. It seemed that he really wanted him to die, so he couldn't help but look stern: "The person who can make this poison must be very vicious."

"...Thank you for your evaluation." The voice in the portrait came faintly, "This poison is made by me."

"..."

Deeply feeling that he might die before he lived for three days, Ye MingJue tried his best to save him, "Senior is indeed a senior, even this level of poison is easily capable."

According to the legend, True Monarch Shenglian practiced both swords and spells, made pills and magic weapons, and was called an almighty ghost, and his reputation was well-deserved.

But since the person who made the poison was there, Ye Mingjue still had a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Is it really impossible to solve it?"

"No." Zhenjun Shenglian said, "I made a bet with Danxiu's power that I must create an unsolvable poison, which is why this poison came out. After that, I sealed it in the jade In the Lianmen Gate, I didn't expect to be found by someone."

The light in Ye Mingjue's eyes dimmed instantly, and his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

If they were sentenced to death, most people would feel helpless, crying or hysterical, but Ye Mingjue was different.

"...I can't die."

After a moment of silence, a low and firm voice came out of his mouth, he raised his head, his eyes were as bright as sparks: "The revenge has not been avenged, I can't die yet."

After finishing speaking, he lifted up his robe and knelt on the ground, bowed his head and bowed to the portrait: "This junior is willing to pay any price, please Zhenjun save me!"

For someone as proud as him to be willing to bow down one day, this is enough to show Ye Mingjue's ambition to survive.

Even if there is no hope, he will continue to struggle to the end!

Endure humiliation, be able to bend and stretch, and move forward bravely... Thinking of the other party's declaration of revenge, the figure on the portrait flickered, and found that Ye Mingjue was really a very attractive man.

"Any price is fine?"

Ye MingJue nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

"it is good."

What answered him was a soft to lingering voice.

"Then have a laugh."

Ye MingJue was stunned: "...What?"

"Smile, smile, I want to see you smile, can't I?"

"..."

The price is unbelievably low, and it reveals inconceivableness everywhere, Ye Mingjue was at a loss for a moment, the words 'a thousand gold only buys a beautiful woman's smile' suddenly appeared in his mind, and he quickly cut it off.

Ever since his whole family was killed and Ye Mingjue forbeared to hide in the Demon Sect, he seldom smiled, and the occasional smile was also a sneer.

Stiffly moving the corners of his lips, he tried hard to show a smile, but because of deliberation, his expression became more and more weird, dull and unaesthetic.

Ever since seeing Ye Mingjue for the first time, someone has been fantasizing about what kind of amorous feelings this handsome face will have when he smiles gently. Unfortunately, he finally seized the opportunity, but the result was not as expected.

"Forget it." He sighed helplessly, "What I want to see is a smiling face, not a grimace."

Ye Mingjue's expression instantly returned to calm: "Please change the conditions, Zhenjun."

"No, this is what I want." Unexpectedly, Zhenjun Shenglian said casually, "If you can't smile now, you should owe it first. When you can smile naturally one day, I will come to you to exchange the promise."

That's all for the future, Ye MingJue only cares about one thing now: "The antidote...?"

"Of course I won't let you die."

"Do you know that there are five rare treasures in this world?"

"The younger generation only knows about blood shark beads and snowy night stones..." Even Ye Mingjue, who likes to read a lot of books, can't name all these treasures, because treasures should be hidden carefully, and it's best not to let them go. Anyone learns.

"There are also lotus bodhi seeds, Lengxiangquan, and crooked moon fruit." True Monarch Shenglian said, "As long as you gather all these five kinds of treasures and grind them into powder and take them, you will be able to prolong your life and increase your cultivation, and even--you can cure the disease." Hundred poisons."

Ye Mingjue's eyes suddenly burst out with hope.

"But as far as I know, these treasures are either guarded by special personnel, or they grow in dangerous secret places. It is more difficult to gather them all than to ascend to immortality."

Ye Mingjue thinks ascension is a bit more difficult, at least in this Dharma-ending era, no one has successfully ascended in ten thousand years, even True Lord Shenglian, who is the only one who has hope, is still here.

"As long as you continue to take it, your cultivation will gradually recover, but you must take one of them within three days to guarantee your life."

Ye MingJue immediately asked: "Senior, can you give me a helping hand?"

The portrait said leisurely: "I will not enmity with them for you, but I will tell you the location of these treasures. As for how to get them, it depends on you."

It was already unexpected that the majestic Holy Lord Shenglian could do this for a disciple of the Demon Cult who had never met before. Ye Mingjue was not surprised, and thanked him very politely.

Now that his life is in danger and he can't waste time, Ye Mingjue plans to leave here after getting the information.

Before leaving, True Monarch Shenglian specially told him: "This time the journey is extremely difficult and dangerous, and your cultivation level has been sealed, it is best to keep a low profile in order to outsmart you."

Ye MingJue naturally knew this truth, and nodded in agreement.

He respectfully withdrew from the study, grabbed Bai Lian who was fishing in a certain room, and brought him together to the teleportation array directed by True Monarch Shenglian.

Bai Lian seemed to have just fallen asleep, the tails of her eyes were red, her eyes were moist, she rubbed her eyes lazily, and looked around as if she didn't understand the situation: "It's so comfortable to rest, do you know how to leave? ?”

His cozy appearance was in stark contrast to the serious Ye Mingjue. Sometimes Ye Mingjue even wondered if he was the only one in this world who was so heartless.

"Yeah." Ye Mingjue walked into the teleportation array first, "Stand over here."

Bai Lian obediently followed him and stood up. Looking at the radiant teleportation array under her feet, she suddenly said: "Speaking of which, where will we be teleported?"

Ye MingJue was also taken aback, before he had time to speak, his eyes blurred, the space around him was tearing at his body, and he felt uncomfortable for a long time.

Fortunately, after only a few breaths, this feeling disappeared.

He opened his eyes impatiently, and just as he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of an immortal figure.

This person also seemed to be startled by their sudden appearance, his eyes were wide open, his movements stopped, and Ye Mingjue's eyes widened and his eyes narrowed.

Ye Mingjue's eyes lingered on this familiar face, and then gradually moved down. It was also a familiar dress, familiar waist pendant...

Moving further down, there was another familiar sword.

The scars on his waist and abdomen seemed to be still aching, Ye MingJue took a deep breath: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

The round-eyed monk seemed to have not recovered: "...It's a coincidence."

This weird atmosphere made Bai Lian pull Ye Mingjue's sleeve in doubt, and whispered, "Acquaintance?"

Ye MingJue nodded: "Before I fell off the cliff, I happened to be hunted down by them."

"..." That was such a coincidence.

Bai Lian choked, "Then what are you going to do now?"

No one answered him, and when he turned his head, Ye Mingjue, who was still beside him just now, had quietly retreated for more than ten miles, turned his head and mouthed two words back to him: run!

"……"grass

Bai Lian's face darkened, this dog man ran quite fast by himself.

The author has something to say:

Bai Lian: What a dog!

Ye Mingjue: Wang