Chapter 9 - 9

The so-called secret realm of time and space is a barrier between the Beauty Realm and other time and space. 

This secret space and time realm will absorb the emotions, good thoughts, evil thoughts, emotional memories and many other elements of creatures in different time and space, and then combine with the rich spiritual energy and space-time power in the secret space and time realm to form a myriad of scenes. 

If you are lucky, you can get treasures by basking in the sun and taking a walk. But if you are unlucky, the Secret Realm of Space and Time will be far more dangerous than the maze tomb of the Beauty Realm, which is equivalent to a dangerous dungeon with extremely high randomness of difficulty. 

High risk means high return. The secret space-time realm is like a black hole tentacle, which absorbs the spiritual energy, elixir and even magic weapon from different time and space in the beauty world, and stores it for the discovery of the destined person. 

Back then, when Ming Jingchen reached the Nascent Soul stage, he was worried that he would be trapped in the secret realm of time and space and unable to take care of his disciples, so he would not enter this dungeon with extremely high opportunities and risks. 

But before Ming Jingchen adopted his first disciple, he was still cultivating alone, relying on his desperate determination and using all means to improve his cultivation. He would never let go of such a dangerous opportunity as the Secret Realm of Space and Time. 

According to his thinking, "It's better to die than to be powerless and watch Sister Xiang die in front of me without being able to protect her." 

The first time he set foot in the secret realm of time and space was when he escaped from the group of female thieves who killed Xia Wanxiang. Then he evaded capture all the way and accidentally entered the secret realm. The first treasure he obtained was the "Shengmai Pill". 

The so-called Shengmai Pill was originally a weapon that allowed cultivators to generate more spiritual veins on the basis of their original spiritual veins, strengthen their ability to absorb and circulate spiritual energy, and speed up their cultivation progress. 

For Ming Jingchen, who was reincarnated from the present world and had no spiritual veins, this was an important step in his transformation from "no spiritual veins" to "having spiritual veins", and he began his formal cultivation journey. 

So when Ming Jingchen heard the blind ladies' report at the banquet, a burning desire suddenly appeared in his eyes. 

"If I can obtain a magic pill from the secret realm of time and space that can restore my body to its previous state, then can I practice again? Even if it's not possible, as long as I can get another 'Shengmai Pill', I can start practicing from the first level of Qi training and move up step by step!" 

Now that he was exhausted by Xiyan and Luyu, Ming Jingchen didn't care about life and death, just like when he first started practicing. Therefore, the extremely random and dangerous nature of this space-time secret realm didn't bother Ming Jingchen at all. 

As long as you can gamble your life and get the treasure you want, there is nothing to be afraid of. 

Wu Ji sighed softly, staring at Ming Jingchen with complicated eyes, holding Ming Jingchen's hand and shaking it gently, pleading, "Master... The Secret Realm of Time and Space is extremely dangerous, you must not have absurd impulses. Now that your disciple has achieved great success and can protect you, why do you insist on risking your life to restore your cultivation?" 

Ming Jingchen put his hands on Wu Ji's shoulders, his eyes flashing with strong desire, "Being protected by others and having power yourself are two completely different feelings! Wu Ji, Master knows that you are a good disciple. You are more considerate and understand Master better than the Seventh and Sixth Brothers. Don't you know that Master really wants to restore his former strength?" 

His palms were trembling and sweating from the intense excitement. Ming Jingchen hugged Wu Ji's charming and soft body against his broad chest and said affectionately, "If Master recovers his strength, he will be able to protect and care for you like a heroic man. Wu Ji, don't you like this kind of Master the most..." 

Wu Ji was held in Ming Jingchen's arms affectionately and excitedly, her cheeks slightly red as she closed her eyes in a comfortable manner, her throat making a happy sound like a puppy's whimpering, intoxicated for a long time, unable to resist the persistence of Ming Jingchen, she pouted and said, "If I don't agree to Master, Master will definitely blame me... Then how about this! I will accompany Master in, and with my cultivation, I can help Master solve any difficulties I encounter." 

Ming Jingchen was very happy to hear this. It was indeed much more comfortable to have Wu Ji, who was at the fifth level of the Mahayana realm, as a guardian than to go in alone. 

However, the secret realms of time and space often contain strong repressive restrictions. The stronger the cultivation, the stronger the restrictions. Once entering, the more dangerous the situation will be. This makes it just as difficult to deal with. This makes cultivators of higher realms slightly safer than cultivators of lower realms in the secret realms of time and space. This also leads to the fact that most of the secret realms of time and space in the Hongyan Realm are used by cultivators of lower realms to gamble their lives for their future. 

"Wuji, this secret space-time realm has a strong suppression effect on cultivation. If you enter, you may be in danger. If you are in danger because of my matter, I will feel very sorry for you." 

Wu Ji pouted like a little girl in a bad temper, and bit Ming Jingchen's exposed neck hard. Then she thought that the biting was too hard and she should lick and kiss him. After sucking for a while, she whispered softly, "Master, you saved my life. Don't you think it will make me sad if you still say this? If something really happens to Master, do you think it's meaningful for me to live alone?" 

When Ming Jingchen heard this, he was deeply moved. He roared and turned over to pounce on Wu Ji. The blind girls serving around him also retreated tactfully. 

After stripping off Wuji's dance skirt and taking off her light gauze lace panties, Ming Jingchen saw that her lower body was not lubricated enough, so he lowered his head and licked her vagina directly, making Wuji so embarrassed that she covered her face with her sleeves, and her elastic and delicate legs clamped together as if she was resisting. 

"Master~ it's dirty there! How can I let you condescend to lick your cunt~" 

Ming Jingchen was so angry that he panted and shouted, "I am willing to sacrifice my hard-earned cultivation and live and die with my master. Why can't I just let you be happy? I want you to do it!" 

As he spoke, Ming Jingchen licked her fiercely, and skillfully used the tip of his tongue to attack the sensitive spots on Wu Ji's vagina and vagina. 

"Ah~" Wu Ji felt ashamed and refreshed. Her legs thrust forward and clamped uncontrollably, tightly wrapping around Ming Jingchen's neck and pressing his head hard against her vagina. "Master's tongue is so powerful~ Wu Er feels like he's going to be licked by Master~" 

Ming Jingchen's neck was clamped by Wu Ji's pair of legs, which were so tight and elastic from dancing, and he felt very stuffy and couldn't breathe. His mouth and nose were also pressed hard against Wu Ji's buttocks, and he felt blood rushing up, dizzy and breathless. 

However, under the strong desire for this beautiful woman, the suffocating and stuffy feeling given by this beautiful woman made Ming Jingchen feel a strong pleasure of ecstasy, and his lower body became as hard as iron. 

Even though he was so suffocated, Ming Jingchen was still licking Wu Ji's honey hole with all his strength. His right hand was rubbing his hard cock, and his left hand was pulling Wu Ji's legs apart out of survival instinct, hoping to make her loosen up a little so he could breathe. 

Unexpectedly, the more Wu Ji squeezed, the more excited she became. She even exerted great strength with her legs and screamed, "Master, I don't even want my life. I am willing to die for you. Master, please die for me once, okay?" 

His heart was beating violently, his head was buzzing, and the painful feeling of lack of oxygen and suffocation made Ming Jingchen try to breathe hard, but he couldn't catch his breath. His pupils were dilated and his vision was gradually darkening, but the strong and restless desire in his body kept rising. The painful feeling of suffocation made the pleasure break through the clouds and break through the sky. 

The lower body gushed out the most concentrated yang fluid at the last moment of life. Ming Jingchen's pupils were blurred and his consciousness was fading. However, he did not feel any hatred towards Wu Ji, the instigator. Instead, it was as if his soul was branded, and he felt an even stronger love for Wu Ji. 

... 

The sea breeze blew up the gauze curtain, bringing in the cries of seagulls. 

The intoxicating morning sun shines obliquely on the sleeping man's face. 

Ming Jingchen woke up with sleepy eyes and yawned. He looked down at the charming girl in his arms who was staring at him infatuatedly, and asked with a surprised smile, "Why didn't you call me when you woke up?" 

Wu Ji shook her cute little head twice, showing her white jade teeth and smiling sweetly, saying, "Master, you are sleeping so soundly, I don't want to wake you up." 

"Hmm." Scratching his head, Ming Jingchen frowned and revealed a strange look, "I felt that I didn't sleep very well. It seemed that I had a lot of strange dreams one after another." 

Wu Ji asked curiously, "What dream was it, Master?" 

Ming Jingchen curled his lips and clicked his tongue, "I have forgotten the details, it seems that I took you through a lot of dangers, and then I risked my life to protect you and get you out of the water safely, and finally I died in your arms in this dream..." 

Seeing Wu Ji staring at him with a slightly fanatical red light in her eyes, Ming Jingchen stuck out his tongue and smiled helplessly, "Anyway, it feels bad, it's not a good dream, just forget it..." 

Wu Ji hugged Ming Jingchen's broad chest muscles and said tenderly, "Even if it's a dream, Master would risk his life to protect his disciple. I like it so much..." 

"It's just a dream, don't take it seriously." Ming Jingchen smiled, caressing the soft and charming Wu Ji in his arms affectionately, and felt more and more that this disciple made him feel so moved that he couldn't help but move. 

Wu Ji suddenly said, "If one day, other sisters team up to bully me and want to take me away by force, what will I do?" 

Somehow, a trace of hatred flashed in Ming Jingchen's eyes. He hugged Wu Ji tightly and said, "If these traitors dare to bully my most precious Wu'er in front of Master, Master will kick them out and never recognize them again!" 

The corner of the girl's mouth in his arms slightly raised, with a fleeting and strange smile on her face. 

The two of them were affectionate for a while, and Ming Jingchen suddenly remembered something and said with anticipation, "By the way, didn't you say you had prepared a surprise for me today?" 

"Yes!" Wu Ji let go of Ming Jingchen's embrace and got off the bed, "Master, I'll go downstairs and get ready first!" 

"Go ahead, girl!" Ming Jingchen happily watched her walk down the tower with her brisk footsteps. He inexplicably felt that her back was so nostalgic and familiar. 

Looking at the clear sea view outside the tower and feeling the warm sunlight shining in through the window pane, Ming Jingchen squinted his eyes in intoxication and planned to change into a pair of swimming trunks, and go swimming with Wu Ji after seeing her surprise. 

When Ming Jingchen took off his beach pants, he found a strange character on his thigh and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. 

"Why are there so many correct characters?" 

On the inner side of Ming Jingchen's muscular thigh, there were three vermilion "正", and the fourth "正" was not completed, with only two strokes, forming a "T" shape. 

He bent his head and looked at himself from top to bottom. There was nothing unusual, except for the red word "正" which looked rather strange and seductive. 

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the masculine body that Wuji reshaped for me? I'll ask her later." 

After changing into swimming trunks, beach pants and short-sleeved shirts, Ming Jingchen didn't care and went straight down to the dance hall, where he sat on the jade throne and drank the coconut wine poured by the blind girl, accompanied by lychees and longans. 

But he didn't quite understand why the coconut wine, lychees and longans that he always thought were delicious didn't seem to taste that good anymore, and seemed a little greasy. 

"Maybe he's been here for too long and eaten too much, so he's a little tired of it." Ming Jingchen didn't think much about it, and watched with interest as the blind ladies in the hall carried a cowhide drum in the middle of the field. 

Everything was ready, and Wu Ji slowly floated down from the top of the palace, like a fairy descending to earth. 

Accompanied by the graceful dance of the immortal, the elegant melody sounded in the dance hall, and Ming Jingchen's heart trembled slightly. 

Wu Ji danced and sang, "I ordered wine from Qiongshan, and drank a thousand cups. I also fought with the immortals in the boiling blood and wind and cloud. I rode a horse for a thousand miles, and fought until my hair turned white. In the extreme north, I still borrowed a silver spear to show off my romantic style..." 

These were Ming Jingchen's past deeds, he was very clear about them, so there was no need to mention them again. 

But this was clearly the first time Ming Jingchen had heard this song and dance, but he felt that it just sounded good, and it didn't have the kind of amazing feeling that would brighten his eyes. 

After Wu Ji finished singing and dancing, she danced lightly and floated to Ming Jingchen's side. She leaned in his arms, smiled and poured wine and fed him fruit. The two of them were eating and drinking while flirting happily. Suddenly, a blind girl came up quickly and bowed to report. 

"Report to the Immortal Lord, a secret space-time realm has appeared in the mirage!" 

———— Gun smoke was piercing, flags were fluttering, the ancient battlefield was covered with broken limbs and bodies, and blood soaked the muddy ground. 

The burly and domineering general, holding a beautiful woman in his arms, endured the pain of the continuous bleeding from the numerous wounds on his body, and rode a strong and vigorous horse that was as black as oil, galloping all the way to the southeast. 

Behind him, countless soldiers and horses as ferocious as wolves were chasing and biting him. Their green eyes seemed to be looking at not a person, but thousands of taels of gold and the title of marquis. 

"The Secret Realm of Time and Space is actually the extremely dangerous Siege of Gaixia, and I have become the famous Overlord of Western Chu. This is a very bad omen!" Ming Jingchen hugged Wu Ji tightly in his arms, or should I say Yu Ji in this situation, and rode on the black horse to fight his way out. 

According to the original setting, he also had 28 followers. A few days ago, Wu Ji, whose memory was affected by the secret realm of time and space, cried beautifully while holding a long sword, and was about to stage the famous tragedy Farewell My Concubine. Fortunately, Ming Jingchen retained some of his memory, and quickly snatched the long sword away, hugged Wu Ji and comforted her softly, saying that he would definitely take her out to break through the siege, thus preventing the tragedy from happening. 

But the result of this choice was that the twenty-eight riders were all killed by the Han army on the way to escape. The pressure on Xiang Yu, played by Ming Jingchen, increased, and his injuries continued to worsen. 

The time and space secret realm copy will have random scenes. After entering the scene, the memory and personality of the person will be affected by the corresponding role, but the degree of influence varies greatly from person to person. 

For example, Ming Jingchen retained some of his original memories and was aware that he was playing the role of the Overlord of Western Chu in the Secret Realm of Time and Space. However, his emotions were the same as those of the Overlord of Western Chu. He had a strong love and obsession for Yu Ji, played by Wu Ji. He was eager to fight his way out of the ambush of Han Xin's pursuers and return to Jiangdong with Wu Ji to plan his future affairs. 

However, Wu Ji seemed to be seriously affected by the secret realm of time and space. Her memory and personality completely entered the state of Yu Ji. When she played Farewell My Concubine, she took the sword to commit suicide. She really drew the sharp blade and slashed it on her neck. If Ming Jingchen had not been familiar with the historical plot and prepared in advance, and had not endured the scratch on his hand and snatched the long sword, I am afraid Wu Ji would have died in this secret realm of time and space. 

After all, the injuries caused by the Secret Realm of Space and Time are real, which is why so many high-level monks are unwilling to explore the Secret Realm of Space and Time. 

The one who got the corpse of the Overlord of Western Chu could be crowned as a king, appointed as a prime minister, and given a fortune. The ancestor of Emperor Wen of Sui was a lucky soldier who got a leg from Xiang Yu. This shows how fierce the Han army chasing him like hungry wolves all over the mountains and plains was. 

Wu Ji in his arms was in mournful mood, and it was obvious that she had not recovered from the role-playing of Yu Ji yet. She held Ming Jingchen's neck and said tearfully, "Overlord, you can't escape far with me. It's better for me to commit suicide to help Overlord escape back to Jiangdong~" 

Ming Jingchen said fiercely, "Yu Ji... Oh no! Wu Ji! Shut up, even if I die, I will bring you back to Jiangdong alive!" 

Wu Ji's body trembled slightly, and she buried herself in Ming Jingchen's blood-stained armor, lowering her head. From an angle where Ming Jingchen couldn't see, her tearful eyes were filled with joy, and her chest rose and fell in a frenzy, greedily sniffing Ming Jingchen's chest armor, which was mixed with gunpowder, mud, and hot blood. 

At this moment, Wu Ji's expression was as if she was smoking opium, and she was extremely addicted to the blood-stained armor. She even quietly stretched out her smooth and tender tongue and licked the armor that was mixed with Ming Jingchen's blood and mud. Then her body trembled like an electric shock. 

A fast horse was following closely. He saw that the injured black horse carrying Ming Jingchen and Yu Ji had slowed down a bit, so he quickly caught up, took out his horse bow, and shot another arrow at Ming Jingchen's back. 

Ming Jingchen, who was in Overlord status, reacted and took out his long sword to block the arrows. However, this delay allowed the light cavalry to catch up. The two of them fought fiercely in close combat while riding their horses, shouting and killing loudly. 

Ming Jingchen was holding Wu Ji in his arms, and was worried that the cavalry commander would hurt Wu Ji in the slightest, so he used his strong and sturdy body to protect Wu Ji when he attacked, which caused his attack to be stagnant. When he was about to slash fiercely, he was inevitably hit by the cavalry on the right side of his body, and warm blood spurted out, and a few drops splashed on Wu Ji's face and head. 

Clearly feeling the trembling in Wu Ji's arms getting stronger, her legs rubbing and struggling back and forth, she seemed to be extremely timid and afraid. Ming Jingchen roared and fiercely slashed with his sword, risking his injury to cut the cavalryman's body in two. He clamped his legs together to make the black horse run faster, and retreated from his murderous state. He lowered his head and said gently, "Wu Ji, don't worry, Master won't let you get hurt." 

"Hmm~" Wu Ji swallowed her saliva and said in a slightly strange ups and downs tone, "Bawang, you must protect me~" 

After a hard fight, they finally rushed to the Wujiang River from Gaixia. The fisherman had been waiting for a long time. Ming Jingchen felt the serious injuries on his body and smiled bitterly. He looked at the Han army chasing him from all over the mountains in the distance. He was full of heroic spirit. He quickly dismounted and put Wu Ji on the fishing boat. He kissed her affectionately and stroked her messy bloodstained hair and said gently, "Wu Ji, the pursuers behind us are too fierce. We can't run far with two people. You go alone. Master will help you to hold back the pursuers." 

Wu Ji cried even more beautifully with tears in her eyes. She grabbed Ming Jingchen's hand tightly and cried, "Overlord! You can't die! You can't leave Yu Ji alone to live!" 

At the critical moment of life and death, this Wu Ji was still stuck in the role-playing state and couldn't come out to delay things. Ming Jingchen, who was possessed by the Overlord, was inevitably a little fierce. His strong and powerful hands roughly pulled Wu Ji's hand away and pushed her into the cabin. Then, with his strong strength, he pushed the fishing boat into the river and shouted, "Go!" 

Wu Ji clung to the bow and cried non-stop, but the fishing boat drifted farther and farther away. Ming Jingchen smiled with relief, picked up his spear and roared, rushing into the pursuers all over the mountains and killing them fiercely. 

But no matter how brave he was, he could not resist the waves of pursuers. The numerous wounds of varying sizes and the constant flow of blood made Ming Jingchen's eyes black and his pupils dilated. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and died of his injuries while standing with his spear in his hand. 

As if sensing the end of Ming Jingchen's vitality, the star in the sky dimmed and slowly fell. 

At this moment, the thousands of Han king's pursuers immediately disappeared, and the fishing boat drifted away. The crying Wu Ji wiped her tears and flew into the air. She was impatient and threw herself into the blood-stained arms of Ming Jingchen who was standing dead. She licked and kissed him crazily on his mouth, face and body, and her eyes were full of hearts, as if she was enjoying the most delicious food in the world. 

"Master, you are so great. You died for me for the 57th time. I really like you. I really like your love for me, which makes me willing to sacrifice my life for you and share life and death with you." 

Wu Ji impatiently peeled off Ming Jingchen's bloodstained armor, exposing his battle-wounded body, and kissed him fiercely up and down, her eyes constantly glancing at his penis, as if expecting some reaction. 

Kneeling on the ground and kissing to their heart's content, Wu Ji held her cheeks and stroked her neck with her head raised to the sky. She closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue, exhaling a snake-like spiritual energy, tears seeping out of the corners of her eyes as she spoke affectionately. 

"Master, do you know? You are the only one in the world who still loves me to the point of sacrificing your life after I sealed my natural charm. Apart from you, all the people who are obsessed with me, who keep saying they love me and are willing to die for me, are just filthy bitches who were seduced by my natural charm!" 

As if recalling some painful memories, Wu Ji's expression gradually became sad. 

"One or two of them kept saying they loved me and cared about me, but in reality they just wanted to help me use my natural charm to lead the whole clan to revival and glory, but they didn't care about my pain and fear at all! Ten thousand snakes, a full ten thousand snakes were entangled with me day and night! Do you know that when I was a child, I was most afraid of snakes!!!" 

Wu Ji's eyes were red as blood, and her expression became extremely sinister and terrifying. 

"This kind of spirit snake tribe is ruined! Especially that woman who played the family card and forced me to be entangled with thousands of snakes every day in the name of love, it's good for her to die! It's good! No one will force me to practice painful charm techniques anymore, and no one will force me to endure the huge fear of being entangled by thousands of snakes anymore!" 

Suddenly, Wu Ji felt as if she had lost all her strength. Her hands drooped limply and her eyes became dull. "But, even if it makes me suffer and terrified, it is still love. As long as someone can love Wu Ji, Wu Ji will be very happy." 

"Mother, you forced me to do so many excessive things, but when you died, I felt relieved and confused. I knew that after you died, no one in the world would truly love me anymore. I was so scared and lonely..." 

Her eyes slowly moved down to Ming Jingchen, and the corners of Wu Ji's mouth raised in a strange arc, grinning and laughing, her smile was so sinister and sickly. 

"That's right! If mother hadn't died, I wouldn't have met Master, and Master wouldn't have come to save me. So it's better for you to die! That's right! Only Master's love for his disciple is the most wonderful feeling in the world!" 

Seeing that Ming Jingchen's penis finally responded, Wu Ji could not wait to take off her lace panties, aimed her vagina at him and sat on him, pumping up and down, one hand touching her breasts, the other hand stroking Ming Jingchen's strong chest muscles, her eyes turned into snake-like sharp eyes, her tongue flicked, under the effect of scarlet spiritual energy, like a forked snake tongue, licking back and forth the wounds on Ming Jingchen's body. 

With eyes as hot as fire, he looked at Ming Jingchen affectionately and crazily. 

"Master is so kind to Wu Ji. It's the first time Wu Ji knows that someone can be so kind to her without being affected by her natural charm. It feels so good to ride on Master's shoulders and go out to play! The candied haws and maltose in the town are so sweet! Master would also hold me by the stream under the moon and tell me stories about the Chu-Han contention and the Swordsman!" 

"The love that the master has for his disciple is so pure, so comforting, without any impurities, as if it wants to wrap the disciple up and surround him to the point of suffocation. This is the most wonderful feeling in the world, so good that the disciple would rather die in the master's arms!" 

Wu Ji chattered on and on, the more she talked, the better she became. Her eyes were blurred, revealing an extremely intense pleasure. Her soft body sped up the rhythm of her thrusts, and her throat emitted an extremely pleasant hum. 

"But Master, why do you want to share your love for your disciple with those cheap women? Don't you know that love is the most selfish thing and the thing that you want to monopolize? Ah... Master's cock feels so good." 

"Whenever I see you being nice to other sisters, my heart aches. This kind of pain is more painful than being entangled by thousands of snakes! Ah... being fucked by Master's big cock is more enjoyable than being a god~" 

"Every time I see you and those damn bitches being affectionate with each other, I hate that my natural charm can't work on you. It would be great if you could be seduced by me like other people in the world~ Ah... Master's cock is about to make me orgasm~" 

The intense pleasure gradually rose like a tide, and Wu Ji's body slid up and down faster and faster. As the hot yang energy containing Ming Jingchen's last vitality surged out, Wu Ji's eyes rolled back, revealing the whites of her eyes, and her beautiful and tight thighs trembled violently. 

At this moment, besides the densely packed eleven correct Chinese characters, a strange horizontal line appeared on Ming Jingchen's thigh. 

Wu Ji panted and got off Ming Jingchen. She snapped her fingers, and the so-called secret space and time realm was like broken glass, falling off piece by piece, falling into the passionate waves, splashing water, and revealing the brilliant sunset scenery of the southern sea. 

Summoning a cloud of air, she slowly lifted Ming Jingchen up and held him in front of her. Her jade fingers gently slid across the densely packed characters on Ming Jingchen's thighs, counting them one by one. She puffed out her chest and sighed happily, "Hundred Deaths, Soul-Laying Charm, only forty-four more times are left to complete the merit!" 

Caressing the dying Ming Jingchen, Wu Ji bent down and kissed him passionately, saying, "When the marriage is complete, I will marry you as a formal couple, and will please and serve you for the rest of my life, allowing you to enjoy the happiest happiness in the world every day. No one in this world will ever get even a fraction of your love from me." 

Soaring into the sky and transforming into a fragrant cloud, Wu Ji carried the remains of Ming Jingchen and flew towards the "Reincarnation Altar" hidden deep in the bottom of the sea of ​​Zai Tian Xiang Tower. 

The dark blue flames were blown by the sea breeze that poured in from the gloomy caves from all directions, making them sway like a lifeless and gloomy ghost tomb, with countless resentful ghosts floating around. 

Scarlet lines with crisscrossing grooves were engraved on a huge altar. The spiral totem, like a ferocious giant python, tightly coiled around the gurgling blood pool in the center of the altar. 

Four stone sculptures of ferocious pythons with bloody mouths opened wide, spewing fresh blood and flesh from their mouths, pouring them into the pool of blood like adding seasoning to a soup. 

The pool of boiling blood and flesh should have smelled fishy, ​​but the air was filled with a lustful and rich scent of roses, and it seemed that what one was seeing was not a pool of blood with ferocious python patterns, but a brilliant sea of ​​thousands of roses in full bloom. 

Outside the cave, a charming woman with a sickly smile on her face, holding a brocade coffin with white mist surging in her hands, slowly floated into the blood pool at the center of the altar. 

She snapped her slender jade fingers, and a stone coffin slowly emerged from the blood pool. The walls of the coffin emptied out all the blood, flesh and bones like a waterfall, revealing the rose-colored scarlet cushion inside. 

With eyes full of affection and love, like a mother putting down her sleeping baby, Wu Ji slowly and gently placed Ming Jingchen's damaged body into the sarcophagus, leaning down and kissing Ming Jingchen's dry purple lips. 

"Bring them up." Wu Ji gave a gentle order, and sixteen blind girls with cold faces walked out from the dark caves in eight directions, and every two of them escorted a blindfolded female monk. 

The eight female monks could not see clearly around them, they could only smell the pleasant fragrance of rouge, imagining that they were in a sea of ​​roses, and asked intoxicatedly, "Master Immortal! Master Immortal has finally accepted my love, can we go to the fairyland together in this sea of ​​roses!" 

The slender jade hand brushed across her face, and the natural charm that made people confused was temporarily sealed by Wu Ji. 

"Take off their blindfolds!" 

The moment the blind girl took the order and unblinded these crazy pursuers, they saw the extremely horrific and bloody scene around them. They turned pale with fear, their legs went limp, and they fell to the ground, crying and kowtowed desperately, "Please spare my life, Immortal Lord! Please spare my life, Immortal Lord!" 

Wu Ji tilted her head, her dull eyes flashing a sickly red light, and looked at these prostrate nuns with a confused expression. 

"Didn't you say you loved me? Aren't you willing to sacrifice everything for me? I need you to voluntarily sacrifice your flesh and blood to save my beloved master. Why wouldn't you be willing?" 

The pursuers were so frightened that their faces turned pale, tears welled up in their eyes, and yellowish smelly juice flowed out from their crotches uncontrollably. They looked at Wu Ji with horrified and terrified eyes, and cried bitterly, echoing through the boiling underground cave. 

"Please spare us, Immortal Lord! We were wrong. We will never bother you again! Please spare our lives, Immortal Lord!" 

Wu Ji's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she shook her head and sighed. 

"It's fake... It's all fake... In this world... Only the master's love for his disciple is real..." 

Wu Ji's slender right hand brushed across her cheek again, and at that moment, all the female monks seemed to have their necks strangled. They immediately stopped wailing and stared at Wu Ji, forgetting to breathe, with their eyes showing a fiery fanaticism. 

"Am I beautiful?" Wuji's voice was as cold as snow. 

"Beautiful! So beautiful!" All the nuns responded crazily in unison. 

"Now, I need you to give me your flesh and blood as a gift to help my master rebuild his body. Are you willing?" 

"Yes!" The female monks grinned, revealing an extremely intoxicated and happy smile, "No matter my flesh and blood, or my life, I am willing to give everything I have to the Immortal Lord!" 

"Well, I'm very happy." Wu Ji responded, but there was no trace of happiness in her voice, just like a cold machine, "Then please go to die." 

In an instant, countless tiny blood snakes spread out from the blood pool, crawling along the grooves of the altar, biting the female monks fiercely, greedily biting off their flesh and blood piece by piece and swallowing them alive, flowing into the blood pool and into the body of Mingjingchen's flesh connected to the tail of the blood snake. 

These female monks were being eaten alive by blood snakes, their bodies were turned into white bones one by one, their vitality was rapidly fading, but they did not show any fear of pain, their faces were as silly as if they were crazy, staring at Wu Ji's beautiful face that made people forget the pain of being bitten by thousands of snakes and the desire to live. 

At this moment, these nuns had only one thought in their minds. 

"The Immortal Lord, this beautiful celestial being, actually accepted my gift! Ah~ This wonderful feeling, I will never regret it even if I die!" 

The charming lady, who was a little sad in her coldness, no longer paid attention to these lowly and lowly suitors, and slowly walked towards the sarcophagus in the center of the altar. 

The blood snakes entangled Ming Jingchen's body, forming pulsating flesh balls. With each pulsation, Ming Jingchen's body recovered a little, revealing its vibrant masculine luster again. 

Seeing this strong and rich masculine luster, the originally cold and gloomy Mei Ji slowly raised her lips, revealing a sinister and terrifying smile, and her snake eyes were filled with surging love like a raging flame. 

"Master is alive again~ I can feel the strong love that makes me almost suffocate, even though I am willing to die for him~ This feeling is so wonderful~" 

The slender jade hands grasped Ming Jingchen's body, which was constantly being repaired, and kneaded it back and forth, reshaping Ming Jingchen's body as if he were a person. Her eyes were flashing with lustful and fanatical desire, and the beautiful girl whispered softly. 

"Master, your cock can be bigger and longer. I love this kind of ecstasy that almost breaks my body apart!" 

"My body!" Wu Ji raised her head and counted on her fingers, "I've played with the overbearing president master, the basketball star master, the Western Chu Overlord master, the Western Region Swordsman master, and the Three Kingdoms General master...ah!" 

A flash of inspiration came to her mind, as if she had thought of something. Wu Ji's face was filled with ecstasy, and she rubbed her hands like she was kneading mud, muttering crazily, "Why not get back Master's original slender body, the original handsome and weak boy, that's Master's true flavor!" 

After a hard work, the diligent Wu Ji wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked down at Ming Jingchen, who was originally a handsome young man, with satisfaction as if she had seen a beautiful work of art. 

At this time, the flesh and blood of those female monks were completely eaten away by the blood snakes, and their eerie white bones fell to the ground with a loud bang. 

"Take it to the incinerator and burn it." Wu Ji ordered, and then the princess picked up Ming Jingchen, who had returned to the body of a weak boy, and floated out of the cave deep under the island and went up all the way to the blue sea with blooming flowers. She turned into a ray of rosy clouds and slowly landed on the top of the white tower, and gently placed Ming Jingchen on the big rose-colored round bed. 

After brushing Ming Jingchen's forehead twice to reset his memory, Wu Ji put her cheek against Ming Jingchen's chest with an intoxicated look on her face, closed her eyes and fell asleep, enjoying the comfort of the afternoon on the island. 

After nearly an hour, Ming Jingchen woke up with sleepy eyes and yawned. He scratched his head and noticed that Wu Ji was sleeping soundly in his arms. He was about to yell in surprise but quickly covered his mouth. 

"This little girl is taking such a sweet nap, please don't wake her up." 

Ming Jingchen smiled gently and lovingly, stretched out his fair and slender arms, gently stroked her back, and hummed a song that would help people fall asleep sweetly, just like he did a thousand years ago to coax the disciples who were taking a nap to sleep. 

Suddenly Ming Jingchen raised his arm and took a closer look, noticing something was wrong. "Huh? Wasn't I still a strong man before I went to bed? How come I turned back into my original young body after sleeping? Is it an illusion?" 

He lowered his head and checked every part of his body, and found that it was all his original physical image, but after taking off his pants and seeing what was inside, Ming Jingchen took a breath of cold air and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. 

"With this size, I'm afraid it can compete with Lao Ai!" 

With a helpless look on his face, he fiddled with it twice, just in time to reveal the densely packed blood-red characters on his thigh. 

Seeing these blood-red characters, for some reason, Ming Jingchen got goosebumps, and a trace of pain and fear suddenly emerged in his heart, and his arms trembled slightly. 

But Ming Jingchen couldn't tell what the source of the fear was. 

"What's going on? What do these characters mean? Why do they make me feel so terribly creepy?" 

At this moment, Wu Ji seemed to sense something, and she suddenly woke up with her eyes open. She sat up, changing her usual gentle expression to a cold and fierce one, and said through gritted teeth. 

"Not only did they recover their powers, they even teamed up!" 

When Wu Ji restrained Lu Yu, she secretly left a hidden force in her body. If Lu Yu dared to come and cause trouble for her, she could use this hidden force to shatter her heart meridians and kill her on the spot. 

Just now, when she was taking a nap, Wu Ji suddenly felt that she had lost contact with the dark energy. It turned out that a powerful spiritual energy had formed a cage to block the dark energy, and another spiritual energy had eliminated the dark energy for her. 

If Lu Yu was the only one who eliminated it, the dark energy would definitely backfire violently against Lu Yu's spiritual energy, causing her to be seriously injured and die. 

But from the two combined spiritual energies just now, Wu Ji could feel that the spiritual energy responsible for eliminating the dark energy was very similar to the kung fu that Xi Yan practiced. 

This spiritual energy was very strong, and it was not the target of the dark energy's backlash, so it was dissipated with great force. Before Wu Ji could come to her senses and trigger the dark energy immediately, she had completely lost contact with the dark energy. 

In just a moment, Wu Ji realized that Xi Yan and Lu Yu had fully recovered from their injuries and had joined forces. They would probably attack Tian Xiang Hai soon and snatch Ming Jing Chen from her! 

"Tsk! Damn it!" Mei Ji's eyebrows were raised and she gnashed her teeth in anger, "There are only forty-four more times! Only forty-four more times to complete the task, why did you choose this time!" 

After all, he was the leader of the seven major forces, and after a period of anxiety and panic, his mood gradually calmed down. 

"The Far North to the Sea of ​​Heavenly Fragrance spans the entire Beauty World. Plus, the two of them will definitely have to prepare for war and draw up a detailed attack plan, which will take at least ten days. We must complete the Soul-Branding Charm Technique within ten days!" 

Ming Jingchen saw that Wu Ji was in a very bad mood after waking up, and her expression was uncertain. He held her hand and asked with concern, "Wu Ji, what's wrong with you? I feel that you are not in a good mood. Did something happen to you?" 

Wu Ji took a deep breath, tightly grasped Ming Jingchen's shoulders and asked hurriedly, "Master! Do you love me very much?" 

"Yes!" Ming Jingchen nodded. 

"How much do you love?" 

Ming Jingchen blushed and scratched his face, "How should I put this?" 

"If the sisters come to me and try to snatch you away, what will you do?" Wu Ji's paranoid eyes were filled with madness, staring at Ming Jingchen intently, expecting his answer. 

Ming Jingchen's face changed drastically when he heard this. He hugged Wu Ji tightly and said affectionately, "No one can separate us! If any traitor dares to do this, I will expel her from my sect!" 

Wu Ji's face changed slightly, and there was a hint of mania in her eyes, "Master! She wants to break us up! Why do you keep such a bitch? Why don't you want to kill her!" 

Ming Jingchen was stunned and muttered weakly, "You don't have to be so cruel..." 

"Ah! It's still not enough!" Wu Ji howled miserably towards the sky, and exhaled spiritual energy from her mouth, revealing a frantic scarlet snake tongue, which frightened Ming Jingchen so much that he shivered, and the fear and terror caused by the densely packed characters on his legs became even stronger. 

For some reason, Wu Ji, the filial disciple who had seemed so gentle and considerate to him these days, suddenly made him feel as if he was being tightly entangled by a scarlet blood python, almost strangling him to death and swallowing him. A strong fear lingered in his heart and could not be driven away. 

Wu Ji raised her lips to reveal a sick smile, pushed Ming Jingchen down on the bed, and quickly tore off all his clothes, revealing his slender and smooth young body. She stretched out her body and entangled Ming Jingchen's body like a jutsu, making him unable to move. 

"Wuji, what are you doing?" 

Wuji's soft body tightly wrapped around his body, and the tenderness and softness from every part of her body made Ming Jingchen extremely intoxicated. However, the feeling of being tightly restrained by Wuji's flexi-jutsu and unable to move made Ming Jingchen feel a little uneasy. 

"Master, time is running out. I don't have time to play with you slowly. I hope you will understand my efforts! After the matter is done, no matter how you punish me, I will accept it!" 

Ming Jingchen was confused and didn't know what was going on. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, as if he had been bitten by a snake. He looked sideways in horror and found that it was Wu Ji who had opened her mouth and revealed snake teeth, biting hard on his neck. 

"Wuji! What on earth are you doing?" 

Ming Jingchen was shocked and angry, and was about to struggle violently, but a strange feeling of pleasure kept pouring into his neck, which made Ming Jingchen's heart burn with lust. He felt that Wu Ji was becoming more and more charming and beautiful. 

Observing Ming Jingchen's reaction, noticing that Ming Jingchen was staring at her obsessively, his lower body erect as hard as iron, Wu Ji heaved a sigh of relief. 

"Fifty-six times of soul branding did have an effect after all. With the addition of the seductive snake venom, the natural seductive technique finally overwhelmed the master's yang energy!" 

She opened her mouth and smiled charmingly, and said in a coquettish voice, "Master, do you think my disciple is beautiful?" 

"Beautiful! So beautiful!" Ming Jingchen stared at Wu Ji's stunning face, and a crazy smile appeared on his lips. 

Wu Ji seemed to have heard the sweetest love words in the world. She covered her mouth with her hands and laughed wildly. She released Ming Jingchen, who was tightly restrained by her. She pointed her slender jade finger at his chest and ordered in a tender voice, "Master, lie down obediently. I want to play a game with you." 

"What game?" Ming Jingchen lay on his back on the bed, his chest rising and falling, staring at Wu Ji with deep affection, "As long as it is what the disciple wants, the master will satisfy you in every way." 

Wu Ji turned over and slowly took Ming Jingchen's terrifyingly large penis into her dripping vagina, which actually made Wu Ji's smooth and flat belly bulge with the huge penis, just like the swelling formed by a giant object when a snake swallows it. 

From Ming Jingchen's perspective, being tightly wrapped by the tight and smooth vagina of this beautiful woman who looked like a fairy, the hot, huge, and extremely sensitive penis, Ming Jingchen felt so happy that his soul was in heaven, his eyes rolled back and his tongue stuck out, he wished he could die right now, so that the heavenly pleasure of being favored by this beautiful woman could stay at this moment forever. 

Wu Ji suppressed her own pleasure, and with a flick of her finger, she summoned a piece of white silk from the bedside, and wrapped it around Ming Jingchen's neck like a scarf. She pulled Ming Jingchen's neck tightly with both hands, and her eyes flashed with a sickly red light, staring at Ming Jingchen, who had completely become a slave to her lust, and smiled charmingly. 

"Master~ I want to play the suffocation game while having sex. Are you willing to play with me? As long as you play with me, I will grant you the pleasure that will penetrate your soul at the last moment of your life~" 

Ming Jingchen's tongue was hanging out, his eyes were like peach hearts, and he said intoxicatedly. 

"As long as my beautiful disciple likes you, Master is willing to dedicate his life to you!" 

Wu Ji laughed coquettishly, her eyes showing a crazy look, her tight and elastic body and vagina slowly sucked and pumped on Ming Jingchen's huge penis, the white satin wrapped around her slender jade hands also kept tightening. 

Ming Jingchen on the bed felt that breathing was becoming increasingly difficult and painful, but the wonderful feeling of being tightly wrapped around the penis actually distorted this pain, causing Ming Jingchen's heartbeat to accelerate, and a different kind of intense pleasure that made his blood boil all over his body. 

Feeling the suffocation in his neck getting stronger and stronger, and his breathing getting weaker and weaker, Ming Jingchen looked at the one who gave him pain, the beautiful and charming girl, and felt as if his soul was being repeatedly branded by an iron covered with aphrodisiac, which turned the intense pain that was gradually destroying his life into a more crazy pleasure. 

Wuji's thrusting gradually accelerated, the white satin in her hand tightened more and more, her fragrant tongue kept spitting out spiritual snake tongues, and her almond-like scarlet snake eyes revealed an almost crazy strong desire. 

"Ah~ Master is going to be strangled to death by my disciple~ Do you like the death by suffocation that my disciple bestows upon you? Are you willing to sacrifice your life for my disciple's lust?" 

Ming Jingchen's cheeks flushed like blood, his heart beat hard trying to deliver the last bit of oxygen, his neck was strangled so much that veins popped out and he couldn't answer, but he used his lower body to thrust his penis hard, expressing his extremely strong and twisted love for the girl who had ruined his life. 

The pleasure all over his body was like a raging fire, which finally burned out all of Ming Jingchen's vitality. A stream of hot yang fluid that was born again and again, condensing the last of his vitality, poured from Ming Jingchen's penis into Wu Ji's body. 

At the last moment of suffocation, Ming Jingchen felt a surge of joy in his heart that made his soul sublime. When his pupils were dilated, he still looked at Wu Ji's beautiful face with an intoxicated look. 

His pupils completely dilated, Ming Jingchen's body froze and his heart stopped beating, his face full of happiness had lost its vitality forever. 

Wu Ji panted and hurriedly got off Ming Jingchen, quickly counting the numbers on his legs. After she finished counting, she clapped her hands happily, "Great! Fifty-seven!" 

Impatiently dragging the naked Ming Jingchen up, Wu Ji quickly flew to the bottom of the tower. After about an hour, she flew back and placed Ming Jingchen on the large round bed that Blind Ji had remade. She rocked Ming Jingchen as gently as possible and called out to him. 

"Master~Master, please wake up~ Your disciple wants it~" 

Ming Jingchen woke up slowly with sleepy eyes open, "Hmm? What's wrong?" 

Wu Ji raised her lips, and before Ming Jingchen could react, she opened her mouth and bit his neck hard, injecting poison into him. 

"Ah! Wuji, what are you doing..." Ming Jingchen's voice gradually became weaker, and a strange red light slowly appeared in his eyes after being controlled by the mind. 

She raised her head and tossed her hair, licked the snake saliva on her lips, and then Wu Ji opened her mouth and asked with a smile, "Master! Is my disciple beautiful?" 

"Beautiful! So beautiful!" 

Wu Ji took the white silk and wrapped it around Ming Jingchen's neck. She smiled coquettishly and asked, "I want to play a happy suffocation game with you. Master, are you willing to make me happy at the cost of your life?" 

Ming Jingchen kissed Wu Ji's red lips infatuatedly and licked and sucked them crazily. 

"Master is willing to give you anything that my beautiful disciple wants!" 

"Uh heh heh!" Wu Ji laughed wildly and turned over to ride on Ming Jingchen, her vagina sucking the cock hard, and the white satin in her hand tightened again. 

The dark clouds outside the window covered the blue sky above the sea. Thunder flashed in the sky, and it seemed that an unprecedented storm at sea was approaching. 

Wu Ji sat on Ming Jingchen's back, feeling his hard work before his life was about to end, and screamed wildly under the pale night sky with lightning flashing. 

"Master, please die for your disciple!" 

White mist lingered around the rolling green hills, which turned into mountain mist and drifted away when the wind blew. A huge valley of mechanisms descended from the sky, as if it was carved by an axe at the beginning of the world, and suddenly appeared in this natural valley created by yin and yang. 

The huge gear made of bronze wood emits a ghostly light, and under the power transmitted by the shaft, it drives the connecting rod and piston of the entire mechanism valley to operate. 

The sound of the machinery running continuously echoed in this valley of machinery. The gate smoke valve was driven by the gears to open, and a stream of steam was emitted with the sound of the whistle, which blended perfectly with the white mist in the mountains, creating a surreal ancient machinery punk blueprint. 

In the valley of mechanical devices, the figures coming and going seemed very busy, and each figure made a clanging noise of iron and wood colliding. When the sun slowly rose, it shone through the heavy steam and mist into the busy valley of mechanical devices, and the light and shadows gradually appeared, and they were all mechanical puppets of various shapes. 

Mechanical birds soar in the sky, water drops from their wings watering the spiritual herbs planted in the valley. Mechanical fang tigers are like tireless miners, gnawing at the crystal spiritual stones in the mountain mines with their sharp fangs. Unmanned mechanical vehicles then automatically transport these spiritual stones to the production line of the mechanical workshop, transforming them into spiritual treasures that are enthusiastically sought after by the world. 

While the machines were busy, the pleasant sound of a copper bell at the mouth of the valley lifted the spirits of the mechanical puppets, who shouted in unison in a mechanical and rhythmic tone. 

"Welcome~" 

A rapid gong sound was heard, and a mechanical puppet came forward to receive the orders submitted by the guests at the entrance of the valley. He checked the requirements one by one, walked to the mechanical wooden fence in front of the door, and manipulated the connecting rod back and forth. The numbers on it began to flip like a scoreboard. At this moment, the radio in the valley also sounded a loud mechanical report. 

"High-frequency vibration jade handle dust, the demand has increased by 28 units!" 

"Multifunctional male pet, demand for 79 more units!" 

"Time Stopping Universe Mist Box, nine more units are required!" 

"A mini version of the Mind Image Mirror has been customized, and the owner of the valley has been asked to make it himself!" 

The clear voice followed the wind and drifted to the deepest part of the Jiqiao Valley, and found a dark stone house that was dark from sunlight. 

Fortunately, it was the brightest time of the morning, and there was still some weak light in the stone house. I could barely see that there were countless shelves nailed densely on the walls of the stone house. On each shelf was a delicate doll comparable to the modern figurines. Some were horse-riding generals with heroic spirit, some were elegant scholars talking eloquently, and some were elegant gentlemen waving folding fans. 

These dolls have different shapes, expressions, and clothing. The only thing they have in common is that they all have the same handsome appearance. 

On the pink princess bed in the shadows, there was a petite figure. When she heard the noise coming from the wind, she moved her ears and scratched her messy hair. The girl's delicate voice sighed unhappily, "Ah... I have to work again... Work is so annoying... I really want to stop working and just lie on the bed with my master and play all day..." 

As soon as the words fell, the soft doll in the girl's arms hummed and climbed up along her young chest, all the way to the top of her fluffy hair, raised its palm and tapped the girl's head lightly, and a clear but old-fashioned scolding sound came out from the girl's belly. 

"Shiyin! How many times have I told you this! Diligence makes you proficient, while playfulness makes you lose! Thinking makes you successful, while carelessness makes you lose your ability! You are the smartest of all my disciples. You must not let laziness and playfulness bury your outstanding talent!" 

The girl shrank her neck and stuck out her tongue, "Alright, alright~ Master is so long-winded~" 

After groping around for a while, she touched the edge of the bed. The girl held the doll tightly with one hand and put the other hand on the edge of the bed. She flew up lightly, and her broken body with broken legs fell accurately on the mechanical chair on the workbench. She began to busy herself with making a new magic weapon "Mind Image Mirror". 

After meditating for half an hour, the girl stared blankly with her white eyes without pupils, touched her stomach and muttered, "Ah... I'm so hungry... What should I eat for lunch later? Hamburgers? BBQ? A whole fried chicken leg is also good! Master, is there anything you want to eat?" 

The puppet in her arms grunted and struggled to climb up her chest, and then climbed to her shoulders. It slapped the girl on the head with its soft puppet arm, and the girl uttered an old-fashioned scolding sound in her stomach, "Eat, eat, eat! You only know how to eat! It's only been half an hour!" 

The girl curled her lips helplessly and continued to work with her head down. 

Seeing the girl working seriously, the puppet raised his hand and gently touched her hair. A gentle and satisfied voice came from the girl's belly, "You are awesome, you work very hard and do a great job. I will make you Orleans roast chicken for lunch. Do you want to eat it?" 

The girl smiled happily, nodded vigorously, and worked more efficiently, "Master! I like New Orleans roast chicken!" 

After two hours of hard work, the prototype of the mental illusion was completed. The girl yawned and stretched, holding the doll and rubbing it back and forth with a playful smile, "Master! Master! Such a difficult magic weapon, your disciple made the prototype in just one morning, isn't it amazing!" 

The young man's gentle and approving voice echoed in the girl's belly, "Shiyin is the best. Shiyin is worthy of being the master's smartest and most beloved disciple. Come, the master will give a reward to his hardworking beloved disciple." 

The doll climbed up the girl's slender arms, crawled to her neck, hugged her, and then kissed her. 

The girl closed her eyes in intoxication, feeling the doll's soft touch rubbing back and forth around her cherry lips. 

Suddenly, the puppet lost its strength and fell into the girl's arms. The girl slowly opened her eyes, tilted her head and trembled slightly, mumbling intermittently with a dull expression. 

"No... that's not right... a true master... has a high sense of morality... he would at most touch his disciple's head... he wouldn't be so close to his disciple... you are not a master... you, a fake, are not a master at all!!!" 

The girl screamed shrilly, grabbed the doll, and tore it to reveal the cotton wool and gears inside. She threw it towards the pile of doll wreckage in the corner of the room, and lay on the table, crying sadly. 

"Wuwuwu... Master! I am so lonely! I miss you so much! It's been a thousand years! I have been waiting for a thousand years! Why don't you come back to accompany me!" 

"I'm so scared! I'm so lonely! I'm so miserable! I want you to hug me! I beg you not to leave me alone again, please!" 

After crying for a long time and venting her intense emotions, the girl wiped her tears and stood up, fiddling with the "heart mirror" again, mumbling to herself as she fiddled with it. 

"Master, when you come back this time, I will never let you go again, and you will never be willing to leave my side again." 

"You will always be with my disciple, forever and ever, hehe~hehe~" 

The girl raised her lips, laughed mechanically, and sped up the processing in her hands. 

After working for a full hour, the girl yawned and felt bored. She held her head and fiddled with the magic mirror in her hand, trying to find something interesting to play with and relax for a while. 

Just then, an idea flashed in her mind, and the girl smiled slyly, "Master once said that after selling goods, it is also an important part of the product after-sales service to make a return visit based on the user's usage." 

Suspending the newly made magic mirror in the air, the girl extended her slender fluorescent index finger and quickly drew strange patterns around the magic mirror. For a moment, the entire air was filled with complex and ancient spells. 

When the last spell was finished, it slowly expanded and became brighter, circling the magic mirror like a star. 

The girl closed her eyes and stretched out her hands to touch the magic mirror, laughing and whispering, "Junior sister, let me see what you secretly played by yourself." 

The spiritual consciousness was like long-distance communication, using the spiritual tools made by the girls widely distributed in the Hongyan Realm as a bridge, and connected to the Tianxiang Sea in succession. 

When she connected the Heart Image Mirror Deluxe ProMax version that Wu Ji had purchased and started the historical record playback, her innocent smile that was originally playful and mischievous disappeared. 

At the same time, Wu Ji's vagina tightly held Ming Jingchen's penis, watching him with lifeless eyes like a puppet, lying on her body and twitching back and forth endlessly, and tightened the life-threatening white silk wrapped around Ming Jingchen's neck with a crazy and delicate laugh. 

The tongue was stuck out and drooling, the heart-shaped eyes rolled up, Ming Jingchen desperately accelerated the thrusting. 

Wu Ji's perky chest rose and fell continuously, and she looked at Ming Jingchen with eyes full of affection and intoxication, "There are still three more times! After three times, Master, Master's love will be entangled with your disciple forever!" 

When she thought that her master was about to be successfully transformed into her forbidden delicacy, Wu Ji's eyes suddenly showed snake eyes, her cheeks flushed and she became crazy. She raised her head and bent her body to the sky, and pulled hard with both hands, and shouted loudly, "Master, die for your disciple again!" 

As expected, the primordial Yang fluid that contained the last radiance of life did not enter the body. 

Wu Ji looked down curiously at Ming Jingchen on her body, only to see that Ming Jingchen's expression was dull and stiff, motionless like a puppet. 

"Master? Master? What happened to you? Have you been strangled to death by your disciple?" Wu Ji felt something was wrong and held onto Ming Jingchen's shoulders and shook him vigorously. 

With a "hiss" sound, a sharp flower seedling emerged from Ming Jingchen's shoulder and pierced into Wu Ji's palm, causing her to feel pain and try to let go of Ming Jingchen, but she found that Ming Jingchen was actually clinging tightly to her body. 

After the flower seedling pierced Wu Ji's palm, it was watered with Wu Ji's blood and spiritual energy, and it grew bigger and bigger until it turned into a fluffy flower bud on each side, waving in the wind to reveal a charming and strange bright red flower. 

The palm of her hand was forcibly pierced, and the pain made Wu Ji's face change drastically as she broke out in a cold sweat. 

She had a bad feeling and tried to push Ming Jing Chen away, but Ming Jing Chen seemed to have taken root in her body, clinging tightly to her and making it impossible to push her away. She even felt a sharp pain as if her skin was torn apart when she tried to push hard. 

"Squeak!" Another flower appeared, extending from Ming Jingchen's penis, and unexpectedly growing out of Wu Ji's lower abdomen. The huge pain made Wu Ji cry so hard that tears could not help but flow out. 

"Master! Master, please forgive me! I was wrong! I am in so much pain!" 

But Ming Jingchen showed no mercy at all. One by one, red spider lilies sprouted from Ming Jingchen's body and fiercely pierced into Wu Ji's body. 

Suddenly realizing something, Wu Ji stood up, enduring the severe pain, dragging Ming Jingchen's strange flower body to the balcony to look out at the sea view in the distance. 

The colorful flowers in Tianxianghai all turned into red spider lilies, burning like a spark that spreads across the prairie, burning the sky with blood-red flames, driving the huge gears that keep turning in the air. 

The entire sun became hideous and terrifying, with a dark center like a black hole and terrifying flames blooming all around. 

The karmic fire burned the sky and the earth, making the water of Tianxiang Sea so hot that it was bubbling. There was black smoke floating in the air, which turned out to be the ashes of all living organisms burned by the karmic fire. 

Wu Ji raised her hand in horror, only to find that her tender skin was peeling off piece by piece, turning into curling black smoke! 

Touching her beautiful face that was peeling, she realized that the thing she feared most in her life was happening. 

Wu Ji screamed in horror and pain, and at this moment, she finally recognized the nature of this strange scene. 

"Inherent barrier! It's an inherent barrier!" Wu Ji screamed in fear, "Fourth Senior Sister! I'm wrong! I'm really wrong! For the sake of our sisterhood, please put away your magical power!" 

"You've made Master die nearly a hundred times, how come you don't realize you're wrong?" 

A cold girl's voice like a deus ex machina came from the horizon. 

Wu Ji cried and kowtowed to the sky, begging for mercy, "Junior sister, I was bewitched for a moment. Please, Senior Sister, for the sake of our fellow disciples, please don't torture me with the inherent barrier!" 

As long as the inherent barrier meets the conditions to be activated, within this barrier, Wu Ji will not be a match for Shi Yin. Shi Yin can make any rules like a creator god, and all of Wu Ji's charming and light skills will be ineffective. 

Not only did her special kung fu become ineffective, Shiyin could also cause her the most feared mental and physical damage, leaving Wu Ji unable to live or die. 

"Don't worry, if I kill you, Master will definitely blame me." Murong Shiyin's ethereal voice said faintly, "Master, I will take you back to comfort and recuperate you. You will stay in this inherent barrier and die and be reborn, live and die again, back and forth a thousand times as punishment for abusing Master!" 

"Sister! No! No!" 

The stunning body of the most beautiful woman in the world of beauties, in the inherent barrier of the red spider lily, turned into wisps of black smoke and drifted away, and the white bones shattered and fell into the sea, splashing waves. 

"Master~Master~" 

A soft, sweet voice floated from afar, blurry and clear, like a gentle hand of a young girl, slowly lifting the consciousness drowning in the dark sea and gradually floating to the surface. 

Ming Jingchen suddenly woke up in panic, and sat up suddenly, like a drowning person who had just been rescued and floated to the shore, gasping for breath. 

Cold sweat continued to seep out of his forehead and trickled down his smooth cheeks. He covered his chest with his hands as his heart beat violently, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. 

The memory of one hundred death cycles bestowed by Wu Ji was fully awakened in the dream. In the end, Ming Jingchen's soul was almost on the verge of collapse, and he sank into the endless deep sea with almost no possibility of waking up. 

Fortunately, the gentle and sweet voice of the girl awakened Ming Jingchen's consciousness. 

But after waking up, recalling the memory of the hundred times of death and reincarnation, it will never be a comfortable experience. 

Slowly recovering from his state of shock, Ming Jingchen glanced around the dim and dark surroundings, only to find that he was no longer in the Southern Country's enchanting cave of Tianxiang Sea. 

This is a stone room built deep in the mountains, with no direct sunlight and only one vent connected to the outside to bring in fresh air. 

All the light in the stone chamber comes from the faint light that seeps in through the vents. On a sunny day, you can probably barely see the furnishings inside, but on a cloudy day or in the dim evening, you probably can't see your hand in front of you. 

With the weak light, one can clearly see that there are many shelves nailed to the walls of the stone room, but the shelves are empty, which is a bit strange. There are many mechanical puppet parts scattered around the room. 

The biggest furnishings in the room are a mechanical workbench and a soft and fragrant princess bed that looks very girly. 

The coral fleece on the princess' bed was torn into a mess, with many dolls and puppets lying around, making it look very messy. 

When Ming Jingchen stood up just now, he made too much noise and accidentally dropped several dolls onto the blanket on the floor. 

With the dim light, Ming Jingchen could barely see the surrounding furnishings, especially the dolls piled on the messy bed. It only took him a moment to understand which disciple had caught him. 

"Shiyin, you messed up the room again and didn't clean it up." After not seeing each other for a thousand years, Ming Jingchen's first words after waking up were not gentle and affectionate words, but helpless admonitions. 

Murong Shiyin sat upright in a wheelchair beside the bed, tears seeping from her hollow white eyes, the corners of her mouth trembled as she murmured softly, "Master, welcome home." 

"Well, I'm back." 

Ming Jingchen moved the doll on the bed and moved his body to change the angle. Finally, he could see Murong Shiyin's appearance clearly in the dim light. 

The silvery white hair flows down like the Milky Way flowing to the world, and the black knot on the head is like a black butterfly obsessed with the brilliance of the Milky Way and unable to extricate itself. 

The fluffy black lace skirt was wrapped tightly, cleverly covering the girl's broken legs at the knees, leaving only the pale arms and shoulders of the girl who had not been exposed to the sun for many years. 

Silver bangs and slightly curled hair, and a pink and soft cherry mouth set off her round oval face with a little baby fat, showing a sweet and lovely Lolita style. 

Ming Jingchen carefully looked at Murong Shiyin's current appearance and was slightly surprised, "Shiyin, you still look like the 14 or 15-year-old girl you were a thousand years ago." 

Shiyin nodded gently, "Master, my body is like this. No matter how much I practice, I can't grow." 

Ming Jingchen's heart softened when he heard this, and he sighed softly, "My poor disciple..." 

Back then, the emperor of the Western Shu Dynasty believed in slander and massacred the entire Murong family on trumped-up charges. However, he was concerned about the Murong family's ancestral array and mechanical skills, so he ordered people to torture the Murong family's ancestral skills, the most talented girl in the world of beauties, Murong Shiyin, to force her to reveal the secrets of the Murong family's mechanical skills and array. 

Murong Shiyin would rather die than speak, so the corrupt emperor and his treacherous ministers used cruel means to cut off Murong Shiyin's legs to prevent her from escaping, cut off her hand meridians and broke her bones, pulled out her tendons and veins, injected her with various poisons, and even blinded her eyes, torturing her to the point where she wanted to live but could not, and her hair turned white overnight, and her physiological functions were completely destroyed. 

When Ming Jingchen was passing through Xishu, he accidentally learned about this from the streets. He was grateful to the Murong family for their loyalty to the country and the people, and for creating countless production-oriented machines to benefit the people, but ended up like this. He was furious and rushed into the royal city to rescue Murong Shiyin. 

Later, Wu Ji sang "I am a thousand-mile horse, fighting until my hair turns white", Ming Jingchen, despite his old age, struggled to break through the "Nian Ji formation", rescued her and took her back to his sect as his disciple, taking good care of her. 

Ming Jingchen searched through all kinds of ancient prescriptions and elixirs, but could only reconnect Murong Shiyin's tendons and bones, allowing her to practice normally. However, the broken body, silver hair, and blind remains were all permanent damages that could not be repaired. 

Due to the severe persecution, Shiyin's body was extremely weak, so she couldn't practice martial arts like a normal person. Ming Jingchen was worried that she would be bullied in the future without the ability to protect herself in this chaotic world, and would encounter persecution like the Western Shu Dynasty again. 

After helping Shiyin repair her tendons and veins so that she could practice spiritual skills, Ming Jingchen traveled around to find various ancient enchantment arrays and mechanical arts secrets, and gave them all to Murong Shiyin to study on her own, urging her to reach the pinnacle of enchantment arrays and mechanical arts. 

The barrier array and mechanical arts are the most profound and difficult spiritual arts. Practicing them is very dependent on intelligence and understanding. Even a cultivator with high talent can generally only master one or two barrier arrays. 

However, Murong Shiyin's talent level is probably the best in the history of the Beauty World. Although she cannot practice any moves, she has reached the pinnacle in the Qimen Dao. 

After years of hard work, she not only completely mastered the Murong family's inherited array mechanism, but also mastered all the ancient array techniques that Ming Jingchen painstakingly collected. Finally, she integrated them and realized the yin and yang, and created a set of unique methods. 

When fighting, Shiyin used herself as the center of the universe and yin and yang. Once the formation barrier was opened, she could reach the terrifying strength of manipulating the law of cause and effect. She was invincible to those below her level, and was not at all weak in a one-on-many battle. She did not know any moves and only relied on the strange formation barrier, and achieved the name of the Lord of Shenji Valley, one of the Seven Red Beauty. 

Recovering his thoughts from the memories, Ming Jingchen moved off the bed, walked behind her like he did back then, grasped the wheelchair armrests, turned around, and pushed it towards the entrance of the stone chamber, mumbling as he walked. 

"Don't stay in your room all day tinkering with machines like a house girl. You should go out from time to time to get some fresh air and some sunshine. It's good for your skin and bones to get some sunshine." 

Shiyin, who was originally a little sad, listened to Mingjingchen's nagging, which was like an old mother's nagging, and instantly forgot the loneliness and pain of waiting for a thousand years. She burst into laughter and said coquettishly, "Master, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, why are you still so nagging? Can't you say some affectionate words to make your disciple happy?" 

"Then just be good and worry less, and I won't nag you." Ming Jingchen pushed Shiyin's wheelchair along the stone path and muttered, "After all these years, why do you still like this dark place?" 

"I can't see. It doesn't matter to me whether there is light or not. I just like to be alone and quiet, so I dug a stone room in the mountain." Shiyin said gently, "If Master doesn't like dark places, I will move out. How about we move to a bright bamboo house?" 

Ming Jingchen was a little uncomfortable seeing her well-behaved appearance, and laughed dumbly and asked, "You always loved to talk back to me before, and you were always very impatient with my nagging. I haven't seen you for so many years, and you have become much more sensible." 

Shiyin blushed when she heard this, and she crossed her thumbs with her delicate little hands and stammered, "People always change..." 

When she was a disciple, Murong Shiyin was the one with the worst personality and the most difficult to serve among all the disciples. 

The great changes she encountered made her become withdrawn and not easy to trust or get close to others. In addition, she has a high IQ and strong understanding, so she is rather arrogant towards Ming Jingchen, and often scolds Ming Jingchen as "foolish master, stupid master, useless master, noisy master" and so on. 

She likes to lock herself in the room by herself, with the door, windows and curtains tightly closed to make it extremely dark, and then she makes the room very messy. Only when the garbage is full, there are too many dirty clothes, or it is time to eat, she will knock on the door to signal Ming Jingchen to come and help deliver the food and clean up. For a time, Ming Jingchen felt that he was not accepting a disciple, but raising a stay-at-home lady. 

Ming Jingchen couldn't stand the nagging reminders, because this girl would show off her superb debate skills, using all kinds of twisted arguments to make Ming Jingchen speechless. 

From the perspective of respecting teachers, Murong Shiyin's attitude is not appropriate. If it were an ordinary master, he might be unhappy and directly expel this difficult disciple from the sect. 

But Ming Jingchen was a naturally tolerant and weak person, and he didn't care about Shiyin's many bad habits. He just felt that it was extremely pitiful that her whole family was slaughtered and she suffered such inhuman torture. No matter how rude she was to him, like a young lady ordering a servant, and arrogantly ordering her master and savior, Ming Jingchen didn't take it too seriously and still took good care of her. 

When they were about to set out to repair the sky, the other disciples were crying and hugging their legs, not wanting to let them go. Only Murong Shiyin was hiding in the hut alone, sitting in a wheelchair, looking at him through the crack of the door with her dull white eyes and expressionless face. 

As if sensing that Ming Jingchen was looking at her, Murong Shiyin raised her lips with a cold face and snorted arrogantly, and slammed the door shut, leaving Ming Jingchen feeling helpless about this cold-hearted disciple. 

It was precisely because of her cold and arrogant character that when Ming Jingchen returned from Bu Tian and lay on the lawn basking in the sun with his cultivation completely gone, he went through all his disciples in his mind and the first person he excluded was Murong Shiyin. 

"When I was still the Emperor of the World, she despised me as 'foolish master, stupid master, useless master, noisy master' because I couldn't understand her array and mechanical skills. Now that my cultivation is completely ruined, I'm afraid she will look down on me even more. Why bother to seek humiliation from her?" 

But now, after being tortured by the twisted and morbid love of Xiyan, Luyu and Wuji, Ming Jingchen inexplicably found some peace of mind in Murong Shiyin. 

"Shiyin is cold and arrogant by nature, and she looked down on me like a young lady. When several of my disciples took the initiative to express their love to me, she was the only one who stood by and watched without intervening." 

"So, if I can tolerate her bad temper, coax her and give in to her, she won't torture me with her twisted and sick love!" 

Ming Jingchen smiled happily and felt relieved. He was about to bend down and hug Shiyin, but he was afraid that she would lose her temper and get unhappy, so he withdrew his hand and asked gently, "What do you want to eat? I will make it for you later." 

Murong Shiyin said happily, "Fried chicken and hamburgers!" 

"You really like eating junk food!" 

Ming Jingchen smiled helplessly. Murong Shiyin had always been arrogant and indifferent to him. Only when he made fried chicken, hamburgers and barbecue for her, which were junk food from the original world, would she eat them happily and treat him better. 

After eating, she would cross her arms in front of her chest, tilt her head and say proudly, "I can reward the useless master with a pat on the head." 

Ming Jingchen smiled awkwardly, hesitated for a moment and then touched her head. Murong Shiyin did not react as happily as the other disciples, but just sat there motionless, showing neither happiness nor anger, which made Ming Jingchen feel like he was touching a piece of wood. 

Recalling the past, Ming Jingchen pushed the car all the way to the exit of the mountain road. He took a deep breath and felt the beauty of the sunset. He looked at the whole valley of machinery that was constantly running. He felt very happy all over, and an idea came to his mind. 

"As the old saying goes, love doesn't last long. The Seventh, Sixth, and Fifth brothers all have too deep feelings for me and are bewitched. The Fourth brother is arrogant and cold-hearted, and his feelings for me are average, but he doesn't have this problem." 

"From now on, she and I will live our own lives in this Valley of Machinery. I can take good care of her and love her, which is not bad." 

Ming Jingchen pointed to an old house in a remote corner of the Jijia Valley that seemed to be uninhabited, and said with a smile, "Si'er, if you like to live in a quiet stone house, just go ahead. You don't have to force yourself to follow your teacher's temperament. I think the bamboo house in the northeast corner of your valley is good. I will clean it up and live there. In the future, we will still be like we did in the past. I will come to bring you food and clean the house regularly, and I won't disturb you at other times. What do you think?" 

Murong Shiyin opened her eyes and tilted her head, revealing a confused expression, and asked, "Master, that utility room is too far away from me, it's already 200 meters away, why does Master want to live there?" 

"Ah?" Ming Jingchen was a little confused, "Is there any particularity about this distance?" 

"If it's too far, I won't be able to feel the Master's aura." 

Ming Jingchen only remembered when she mentioned it that Murong Shiyin was born blind and could not see his appearance. She could only sense the surroundings by the flow of breath, so in her eyes, he was just a human-shaped shadow. 

This shadow has a limited range. If it is too far away, it will disappear from her sight and she will no longer be able to sense it. 

The stronger the person, the more popular he is, and the farther Murong Shiyin can sense him. However, Ming Jingchen has lost all his cultivation and has no spiritual energy in his body, so it will be more difficult for Murong Shiyin to sense him. 

Scratching his head, Ming Jingchen smiled awkwardly and asked, "What is the appropriate distance?" 

Murong Shiyin raised five fingers and said, "One hundred meters. The master must not leave the disciple within a hundred meters at any time. Within this range, the master can move around freely and choose the house he wants to live in." 

"One hundred meters..." Ming An looked around and found that the layout of the mechanical valley was compact. There were many houses a hundred meters away from Murong Shiyin's stone chamber. He answered readily, "Okay, a hundred meters is a hundred meters." 

"Yes!" Murong Shiyin smiled happily and reminded gently in a delicate voice, "Master, please do not leave the range of more than 100 meters from your disciple~"