After washing himself in the hot spring on the island, Ming Jingchen walked to Lin Yilian's boudoir door with a heavy heart. After seeing the furnishings inside, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "So professional!"
While Ming Jingchen was taking a bath, the furnishings inside had been slightly adjusted, and the bed was put aside, revealing a large open space in the middle of the room for training.
The floor was covered with dense wine red carpets, which were sprinkled with rose petals, and there were many pillows and cushions in the corners.
The dim flickering candles on the windowsills and shelves cast a layer of light red mist over the room, creating a romantic atmosphere.
At this moment, Lin Yilian had become a person that Ming Jingchen had never seen before. Just by looking at her, his heart was beating so fast that it seemed to burst out of his chest.
Lin Yilian took off her fairy-like white gauze dress and put on a sexy and enchanting leather jacket and skirt. She put on black gauze gloves and was holding a long soft whip, whipping it back and forth, playing with it and adjusting the feel.
The slender white legs were wearing black suspender stockings, the suspenders were connected to the sexy black silk underwear at the waist, and the slender high heels were eight centimeters high, leaving a soft dent on the carpet wherever she stepped on it.
For convenience, her ethereal black hair was tied up in a bun on her head, and a silver-white hairpin was pinned on it, revealing her fair neck.
The black eyeliner was drawn into seductive and aggressive fox eyes, the originally dark red thin lips were now painted black, and the powder and makeup were applied to go for a cool and elegant route, with a cold and arrogant expression that was quite majestic with a strong queen.
Ming Jingchen looked down at the erect penis beneath him and smiled helplessly.
"Compared to the fear of death, lust prevails. This is good, at least it won't reveal any flaws."
Lin Yilian glanced at Ming Jingchen standing blankly at the door, then lowered her eyes to see his towering pillar. She chuckled and pointed the tip of her whip at the carpet beneath her, "Master, kneel down when you're ready. I'll tell you some basic rules of the game. When you're ready, we'll get into the game."
He walked forward slowly, bent his knees, and knelt devoutly in front of Lin Yilian like a believer kneeling before a goddess, staring down at the beautiful feet wrapped in black stockings and high heels in a daze.
"It's so beautiful! If Yilian wasn't possessed by evil spirits, I would have had a lot of fun."
Lin Yilian stared at Ming Jingchen who was kneeling in front of her, smiled softly and said, "Before the game, I was the apprentice and you were the master. Once the game starts, you will be stripped of all your personality and become a dog slave under me. You must worship me with awe and respect, and regard me as your mistress."
Ming Jingchen nodded.
"The second point is the safe word." A trace of worry appeared on her brows, and then disappeared in a flash. Lin Yilian said softly in her delicate Wu accent, "After the game starts, you can only call me master. Once you shout 'Yilian, stop it', the safe word is triggered and the SM game ends."
Ming Jingchen was slightly surprised. With this line of defense, he felt a little relieved. He nodded and praised, "Professional! Where did you learn this?"
Lin Yilian smiled and raised a finger, gently reminding, "Those 10,000 PornHub short films."
"But why would you watch these niche games?"
At this point, Lin Yilian no longer concealed it and showed a sly smile of a little devil, "When you were taking a nap with me by the bed, I secretly unlocked your phone with your finger and looked through your browsing history. I know you like these things."
With both hands on her perky breasts that were highlighted by her leather jacket, Lin Yilian teased her dark lips with the whip handle twice, "Master, it may not be all because of those bad women that you have become like this now. I'm afraid that Master's deepest desire is to be toyed with by older and stronger women~"
Ming Jingchen's face flushed, and he lowered his head and dared not answer.
After the two of them had adjusted their emotions and the atmosphere was almost set, Lin Yilian stretched out her jade hand covered with black silk gloves and touched Ming Jingchen's head lovingly, "Are you ready?"
"I'm ready."
Slowly, Lin Yilian's eyes turned into the shape of a charming peach heart, and her original ethereal temperament completely disappeared, and a trace of evil spirit like black mist seeped out of her every move.
With a sickly smile on her lips, Lin Yilian raised her hand and slapped Ming Jingchen hard on the face, "Bitch! Who allowed you to hold your head up so high? Bend down and lick your master's shoes clean!"
The slap was delivered with great force, but it was just within Ming Jingchen's pain range, and a conspicuous five-finger palm print appeared on the fair and handsome face of the young man.
The burning pain on his face calmed Ming Jingchen down, and he entered the state through self-suggestion.
"I have to play the role of a masochist who is obsessed with sex and not let Yilian see the flaws, so that I can save everyone."
Ming Jingchen leaned down and stuck out his tongue to lick the black, shiny surface of Lin Yilian's high-heeled shoes, and rubbed the tip of his nose back and forth to feel the smooth touch of the black silk at her ankles.
After rubbing for a while, I could smell the smell of sweat mixed with body fragrance.
Ming Jingchen was extremely familiar with this light peach-like body fragrance, and was extremely obsessed with it. It was the pleasant fragrance that naturally emanated from Lin Yi's body when they were deeply in love with each other every day.
However, Lin Yilian has a high level of cultivation and good physical fitness. Every time she serves, she pumps her penis back and forth, sweating profusely, but Lin Yilian rarely sweats.
After a little thought, Ming Jingchen suddenly realized.
Lin Yilian had not yet showered after returning from a long journey across the world of beauties. The strong scent of sweat on her jade feet must have come from her hard work today, and it was naturally released.
A trace of doubt arose in his heart. Ming Jingchen licked and kissed the back of the black silk feet affectionately while secretly thinking, "This sweating method doesn't seem like jumping through space to travel, but more like doing something very strenuous, probably a fierce fight."
"Then the question is, who is she fighting with? Is it Shiyin and the others? But since she wants to refine me into a furnace, why doesn't she keep a low profile and provoke them?"
"What?" Lin Yilian, who was high above, made an unhappy sound, "For a dog slave, isn't licking the master's black silk feet the best reward? You bitch, you're so reluctant?"
Ming Jingchen was startled and quickly got himself into the mood, trying to forget his vigilance and fear, and deeply sniffed the scent of her silky feet that blended with her body fragrance and sweat.
The peach body scent is naturally pleasant, but the sweaty foot scent that tastes like light cheese is like an addictive opium.
After repeated sniffing, Ming Jingchen's sexual desire was aroused, his body became extremely excited, hot blood rushed to his head, his lower body was so hard that it was about to explode, and his urethra was leaking juice.
All of Ming Jingchen's reactions and every detail of his body were captured and controlled by the high and mighty master Lin Yilian.
She smiled sadistically, and stomped Ming Jingchen's head with her other high-heeled silk foot, forcing him to put his face on the upper of her shoes and the back of her silk stockings, and said jokingly.
"Oh my, you are such a bitch. You are so excited that your penis oozes liquid just by smelling your master's sweaty feet and stockings. How can you be so useless? You need to be taught a lesson. Strip your dog skin! Take out your penis quickly! The master is going to teach you a lesson, you premature ejaculation bastard!"
Mingjing obediently took off all her clothes and underwear, and the penis popped out like a long sword.
"Bend down, your useless, useless cock is only fit to be stuck to the ground and stepped on by your master!"
Lin Yilian scolded him harshly, and Ming Jingchen blushed slightly, and obediently pressed his penis against the carpet.
Lin Yilian's high-heeled shoes slowly stepped on the penis, slowly exerting her weight, rolling and stroking it back and forth.
At the same time, intense pain and intense pleasure attacked his penis. Ming Jingchen's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked up at Lin Yilian with pitiful eyes.
Looking at Ming Jingchen's pitiful appearance, like a poor bullied puppy, Lin Yilian's throat moved, the peach light in her eyes gradually grew, and a cold expression showed the pleasure of relieving hatred. In the face of his plea for mercy, she not only did not reduce her strength, but instead increased her trampling strength a little bit, and shouted in a shrill voice.
"Bitch! You flirt with women everywhere, attracting a bunch of slutty bitches, and you don't take your master seriously at all! The master really wants to crush your dick that causes trouble everywhere, and make you a rootless castrated dog, never able to flirt with women again, and kneel at the master's feet from now on, and be a foot slave at the master's feet for the rest of your life!"
When Ming Jingchen heard Lin Yilian's words, he felt as if his soft spot in his heart had been stabbed, and he showed an expression of shame and embarrassment.
"After all, it was because I flirted with others and got involved in the dust, which hurt her heart."
Kneeling in front of him, he looked at the tall and charming hostess Lin Yilian, and her pair of black silk legs emitting the seductive scent of sweat, swinging back and forth in front of him. Guilt mixed with the confused and masochistic lust stirred in Ming Jingchen's chest.
Feeling the pain coming from the penis, Ming Jingchen frowned slightly, kissed Lin Yilian's black silk feet affectionately, and whispered softly, "Master, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
After hearing his gentle apology, Lin Yilian held her chest with her left hand, frowned and closed her eyes, then suddenly opened her eyes, loosened her high heels, exhaled and said coldly, "Well... I see that you are sincere, Master will forgive you... Your cock, did it hurt when Master stepped on it?"
Ming Jingchen kissed Lin Yilian's black silk feet lovingly, and said sincerely, "I am willing to serve the master loyally with this broken body, so that the master can relieve the resentment in his heart for many years."
Lin Yilian raised her lips slightly, stretched her right foot back, and used her right hand's slender fingers to touch the heel of the shoe, hooked her toes, and took off the high heels, revealing the top model's crescent-shaped Greek feet, which were covered in black silk like mist, and were even more beautiful.
The arch of her black silk foot gently touched the penis that was stepped on and hurt just now. Lin Yilian supported herself with her heels, and the curved sole of her foot kept rubbing and caressing Ming Jingchen's penis, saying earnestly, "You are a beautiful puppy that people love. It is normal for some bitches to flirt with you. The master is very generous and will not be angry with a bunch of cheap bitches. But!"
Lin Yilian changed the subject and commanded with a cold and stunning face, "A bitch is a bitch, and a master is a master. You must distinguish between the two! You can play with a bitch, but the one you are truly loyal to and truly in love with is only the master! Do you hear me?"
After enduring the painful torture of high-heeled shoes trampling on the penis, what awaits is the gentle caress of Lin Yilian's black silk beautiful feet. The sexual excitement mixed with the numb pleasure of massage flows into the brain like huge waves from the penis.
Such pleasure invaded, but Ming Jingchen's mind was extremely clear. He looked up at the beautiful and terrifying Lin Yilian, hugged her charming and tight soft black silk legs, and said affectionately.
"I love you all."
The peach color in Lin Yilian's eyes suddenly surged, like a storm coming, and the color of madness surged.
Her expression became fierce and vicious. Lin Yilian raised her black silk beautiful feet and kicked Ming Jingchen, who was hugging her legs tightly, back to the ground. She stretched out her hand and shouted, "Bind him!"
Countless strong spiritual fibers twisted and entangled Ming Jingchen's limbs fiercely, forcing him to kneel with his legs bent and his hips raised, his hands tied behind his waist, and his head resting on the ground.
The left foot, still wearing a pointed high-heeled shoe, stepped directly on Ming Jingchen's buttocks, and the heel was aimed at his anus and drilled into it, sinking into the anus and hitting Ming Jingchen's prostate.
With a "snap" sound, the whip was hit in the air. Lin Yilian, with her eyebrows raised and looking extremely angry, raised her long whip and lashed Ming Jingchen's back fiercely.
A sharp pain erupted from his back, causing sweat to pour out of Ming Jingchen's forehead.
"You damned philandering bitch!" Lin Yilian used her left foot to push the heel of her shoe into Ming Jingchen's prostate. She raised her hand and whipped him fiercely, leaving a bloody mark on Ming Jingchen's back. "I've treated you like this, why do you still say such things!"
She whipped him hard one after another, and the heel of her left shoe drilled into Ming Jingchen's anus. Lin Yilian was completely possessed, and continued to abuse and humiliate Ming Jingchen physically and dignifiedly. Her eyes were red as snow, and she shouted in a shrill voice.
"Ming Jingchen! I love you so much! I gave up my rich and stable life in Shanghai, left my parents who loved me, mustered up such a strong determination, endured the heart-wrenching pain, and chased you to this shabby and dirty countryside! But why don't you just look at me! Why are you so nice to so many people! You goody-goody! I hate you so much!"
The whip whipped Ming Jingchen's back reddened, and the intense pain from the whipping made Ming Jingchen's eyes roll back, and his saliva dripped onto the blanket, almost causing him to lose his mind.
The prostate gland in the back garden was violently pushed by the frenzied Lin Yilian with the heel of her high-heeled shoe, stimulating the penis to jump and juice oozing out of the tip.
Pain, humiliation, and waves of exhilarating anal pleasure surged in, mixed together, flooding into Ming Jingchen's mind, completely detonating the masochistic lust that had been churning in his chest.
"I don't want to hide anything from you!" Ming Jingchen endured the whipping and moaned tenderly in pain, "These are all my true words! I love all of you! No matter how you treat me!"
Seeing Ming Jingchen shaking from the whipping, Lin Yilian was almost fainting with cold sweat on her forehead. She put away the whip and knelt on Ming Jingchen's back, pressing her breasts against Ming Jingchen's bare back, which was covered with whip marks. It was soft and comfortable, but also painful because of the scars.
"They treat you this way, and I treat you this way, and don't you hate it all?"
Lin Yilian blew a faint orchid breath into Ming Jingchen's ears, producing a seductive sound that made his ear cavity tingle and feel very comfortable.
"Love someone who treats you well and hate someone who treats you badly, no matter how close this person is to you, I would rather you become such a simple person."
Ming Jingchen said in a confused but firm tone, "I am a useless master. Whether it is you or the Beauty World, I would rather let the world betray me than let me betray the world."
While Lin Yilian was in a daze, Ming Jingchen turned his head and kissed Lin Yilian's cheek affectionately.
"Yilian, no matter what you become, I will find a way to protect all of you."
Ling Xian slowly withdrew from Ming Jingchen. After the intense SM, Lin Yilian held the weak Ming Jingchen in her arms like a baby.
Kneeling cross-legged on the blanket with her forehead resting on Ming Jingchen's shoulder, Lin Yilian said with red eyes, "Master... I'm sorry... I think I was a little too harsh on you..."
Ming Jingchen took a towel from the side and wiped the sweat off Lin Yilian's body. He rubbed her red back with his hands, took a deep breath, and smiled nonchalantly.
"Master is a pervert, and thinks SM is quite enjoyable. If the disciple feels unhappy, uncomfortable, or suffocated, Master is willing to play with you."
Lin Yilian neither accepted nor refused, she just quietly hugged Ming Jingchen, resting her forehead on his shoulder, like a little girl hugging her favorite life-size doll.
The moonlight is as cool as water, and the sound of insects in the courtyard echoes in the room.
After a moment of silence, Lin Yilian spoke softly.
"Master, if one day I become a very bad person, will you still love me as much as you do now?"
Ming Jingchen looked up at the moon, and his mood at this moment was just like the night a thousand years ago when he was about to set out to repair the sky and kissed Lin Yilian goodbye in the forest.
"I am just a useless master."
After three days of rest in the valley, she accompanied Ming Jingchen, played games, cooked, made love, and slept in each other's arms on the bed. Then, on the morning of the fourth day, Lin Yilian kissed Ming Jingchen goodbye early and set out on her journey again.
After Lin Yilian had completely left, Ming Jingchen put on his gloves and wrapped his shoes, then quietly came to the room of his second disciple Dongfang Eyue.
Dongfang Eyue was born with a strong sense of yin and yang. When Ming Jingchen first met her, she was still a mortal, but she had already awakened the art of observing qi, and could see clearly the disasters that might happen to others.
Such ability is a good thing, but I don't want to arouse people's disgust and suspicion.
It's like when a girl tells you, "You will get sick and die in a year, you must take good care of your body", even though she is kind enough to remind you, you will instinctively hate her and think she is talking nonsense and want to drive her away.
Later, all those who were predicted disasters by her all suffered a miserable end. Now she is saying these unlucky words to you again, and the weak side of human nature emerges at this time.
The feeling of powerlessness caused by being teased by fate would turn into a spear of infinite anger, thrown at the kind-hearted girl who informed him of the disaster, venting the fear and resentment in his heart.
"Death star", "jinx", "disaster witch" and other insults were all directed at this poor little girl who was originally kind-hearted.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "If we burn her to death, we can all escape the bad fate!"
This statement completely ignited the angry crowd, and they brutally nailed her to a cross, placed dry wood around her, poured kerosene on it, picked up torches, and wanted to burn her alive in the most brutal way.
Ming Jingchen, who was passing through this town with Lin Yilian, saw these ignorant townspeople were actually going to be so cruel to an eight-year-old girl, and he felt both pity and anger in his heart.
Seeing injustice, Ming Jingchen drew his sword to help. He broke free from Lin Yilian's tightly held hand, roared and rushed over to knock down everyone, kicked away the firewood, rushed to the stage to cut the rope, and saved Dongfang Eyue, who was completely desperate with lifeless eyes, and accepted her as his second disciple, and she was also the first indigenous disciple in the true sense of the Red Beauty World.
"You are not a disaster, you are a prophet. You have a good heart, but your actions are not appropriate."
Ming Jingchen took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears of Dongfang Eyue, who had just come to her senses and was crying loudly in fear in Ming Jingchen's arms.
"The yin and yang method is to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. It is not something that can be accomplished by simply telling others in a few words."
"You have to constantly improve your cultivation, accurately observe the future that each destined string leads to, and then take advantage of the situation to help people ward off disasters and evil. Not only do you raise questions, but you also have to give answers, so that everyone will love and worship you. Do you understand?"
Dongfang Eyue nodded, not quite understanding. She just thought that this older brother was handsome, gentle, and sweet-speaking. She smiled sweetly and hugged Ming Jingchen into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder and looking behind him.
But somehow, she suddenly broke free, her face full of fear, her head lowered, her shoulders hunched, her petite body trembling slightly with fear.
"What's wrong?" Ming Jingchen asked in confusion.
Dongfang Eyue shook her head desperately, indicating that she was fine, and respectfully bowed to Ming Jingchen to pay homage to him. Then, following him and Lin Yilian, the three of them embarked on the arduous journey of cultivation.
Later, he rescued his third disciple, the fallen princess Qin Shanying. Ming Jingchen obviously felt that it was very hard to lead three little girls in the troubled times, so he went to the East China Sea to build a ship and set sail. After experiencing strong winds and waves, he finally found the uninhabited paradise of Penglai Island.
After placing them in the sect, Ming Jingchen went out alone to collect cultivation resources, and then brought them back to pass on to them, just like a mother bird going out to find food to feed the hungry chicks in the nest.
The past memories faded away, and the mirror dust swept towards Dongfang Eyue's room.
This room is messy but not chaotic. The walls are painted with Yin-Yang magic talismans and strange magic patterns everywhere.
On the cabinets and tables, all wooden items that could be engraved with words were engraved with the Eastern Qimen Bagua formation and the Western alchemical hexagonal formation.
Standing in the room, there were densely packed talismans and formations everywhere, and a strong atmosphere of mysticism was blowing in his face. Ming Jingchen searched for clues everywhere in the room, thinking to himself, "In addition to continuously developing her original talent for observing qi, I taught her all the metaphysical knowledge of the East and the West that I knew in the world, and let her figure it out on her own. I wonder what level she has reached in the past thousand years."
"I remember that I focused on teaching her illusions. Could it be that she used the dense talisman patterns in the room to secretly hide an illusion formation so as to convey information to me?"
After lifting the quilt and knocking on the bed board, Ming Jingchen found no secret compartment similar to the one in Qin Shanying's room. Ming Jingchen guessed that it must be the eccentric second disciple who thought this method was too obvious and used her Yin-Yang magic to hide in a more secret place.
After searching the room for a while and finding no obvious clues, Ming Jingchen felt a little tired, so he sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning against the board at the foot of the bed as he did in the past, posing in a relaxed posture like Ge You.
This was the relaxed reading posture Ming Jingchen often adopted when he supervised her homework in the room.
As soon as he sat down, Ming Jingchen looked around and felt something strange.
This posture just makes the eight trigrams carved on the cabinet opposite only reveal half of the positive side, and the runes on the wall are also blocked by the cabinet, revealing half of the negative side. The overlapping perspective of space just allows several eight trigrams to be pieced together into a whole.
Ming Jingchen moved his body up and down to adjust his sight, and it just happened to form seven complete gossips.
Suddenly, a shocking white light shot into the pupils and rushed into the forehead. Ming Jingchen rolled his eyes and fell unconscious on the bed.
Hearing the sound of the sound, Ming Jingchen woke up again. He was surprised to find himself floating in the air like a spirit, surrounded by a holy and solemn church.
On the towering altar in the main hall, a girl was wearing a pure white hunting robe with red patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. Her red skirt was spread out in the center of the altar like a blooming flower. She held the I Ching compass in her left hand, and her delicate jade fingers in her right hand kept twirling as she looked up at the sky outside the glass dome with the star map and muttered something.
The beautiful Japanese facial features decorated with bright eyes and cherry lips, the hair tied into a braid with a red ribbon, the solemn and focused expression on the divination, the solemn and elegant aura permeated the whole body.
It was afternoon, and the sun shone through the glass dome, casting beams of light with golden dust dancing in the air.
The beams of light were scattered around the witch like a rain of stars, and the alternating light and shadow of yin and yang made her exude the aura of a saint who could not be desecrated.
She is so noble and so dazzling, like a prophet descending into the world, guiding the lost people to bow down to her devoutly, eager to receive her guidance and get out of the predicament.
The fingers that were calculating suddenly froze, and Dongfang Eyue's pupils, like dew drops, slightly dilated. She stared at the compass in her hand with an expression of disbelief, muttering in a daze.
"The gods have come to the world, and the world has been restarted! The form is the way, and the material is the instrument! Master! How did you become a tripod and instrument? Who is the god who has attained the Tao?"
Countless information flows turned into illusory fibers, pouring out from Dongfang Eyue's brain in the illusion and filling Mingjingchen's brain. Only then did he understand the meaning of Dongfang Eyue's mysterious words.
The law of nature, equal exchange.
If a person wants to become a god, he needs to sacrifice the person with whom he has a conflict of yin and yang as a furnace tripod, fulfilling the "life of a vessel" of "being a vessel under the form".
And she can obtain the "life of Tao" which is "Tao in form", and finally become a god.
The creation of gods is also the final attempt of each time and space to save itself.
First, deliberately cause the imbalance of yin and yang, so that the uncontrolled yin energy will be transformed into demonic spiritual energy to help people improve their cultivation. After being promoted to a quasi-god of extreme yin and extreme demon, sacrifice people whose fate is entangled with yin and yang as raw materials for the furnace, cross the trace of the eternal calamity sky to the eternal calamity sky, collect the yang energy scattered outside the world, and smelt it into the furnace of "the fate of the instrument".
With the furnace, one can put the entire broken time and space of the upcoming birthday into the furnace, and eventually this pot can create a new world.
In this way, the world is reborn and a new chapter of time and space begins.
The furnace will become the "vessel of existence" of the world, and the gods will become the "way of operation" of the world.
Tao and Qi are the two most important elements in the new space-time, but their fates are completely different.
The life of the instrument is in the form, carrying the vicissitudes of time, silently contributing to the new time and space, the soul will fall into eternal chaos, and then be gradually wiped out, without life or death, and without the possibility of reincarnation, and will be completely erased from the meaning of existence.
The Tao is above the form, controlling the laws of the new time and space. The Yuanshen can travel through the past and present and transform into thousands of human forms, dominating the fate of any living being in the new world in this and the future, and enjoying unlimited freedom and happiness in the new time and space.
To gain the Tao is to enjoy freedom, to gain the weapon is to offer sacrifice, one gains while the other loses, an equal exchange.
There is no such thing as a peaceful life, it's just that some people are carrying heavy burdens and moving forward.
When the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heaven Scar was about to heal, Ming Jingchen's cultivation disappeared in order to repair the sky. Dongfang Eyue was sad to find that Ming Jingchen's fate had changed.
"Master will become the Yuan Yang furnace of a woman in the Beauty Realm, helping that woman's luck and strength to improve by leaps and bounds. In the end, the woman who turned into a demon will break up her Yuan Shen and refine her into a cauldron in the physical form."
"Use the cauldron to smelt and restart the world, and the woman will become a great god in the new world, enjoying endless freedom and happiness."
Dongfang Eyue also calculated that after Ming Jingchen returned as a mortal who could no longer practice, he would be at the mercy of fate and would be fought over by countless women. Under the abuse and training of these sick women infected by the devil in the beauty world, he would fall into the abyss step by step, giving up his personality and will and becoming a complete slave. He was willing to give everything for his mistress, but he was happy to do so.
All this will happen naturally, Ming Jingchen is just a chess piece at the mercy of fate.
"What a disaster! Why would such a terrible calamity befall Master?"
Dongfang Eyue fiddled with her braids and said sadly, "Could it be that I am really a witch of disaster, and that I have led Master to bad luck since the moment I met him? If I had known this would be the result, I would rather be burned to death than implicate Master..."
After a long sigh, Dongfang Eyue looked up at the Wanjie Tianma that was about to heal, "Master, you are right. I not only want to raise questions, but also give answers."
Looking down at the side of the altar, there were letters all over the floor. They were all bits and pieces of information and mysterious patterns about saving the Beauty World that Qin Shanying had collected over the past hundred years using the power of the empire. She shared them all with Dongfang Eyue without reservation.
It was with this information that Dongfang Eyue was able to combine the information with the Yin-Yang method of observing the sky and fortune-telling, and obtained the answer to save the world, even though this answer was the one she was most reluctant to accept.
After stringing these fragments together, there were still some fragments left, as if the puzzle was complete, but there was still a part left that could not be put together, which made Dongfang Eyue feel very strange.
"How do you explain Hunyuan, Liumang, Dadao, and Tianping?"
Just as he was thinking about going to the Muyun Empire to have a proper talk with Qin Shanying in person, a member of the church walked into the hall quickly with a tray in his hand.
"Report! Saint Lady, there is a letter from Empress Muyun."
"Thank you for your hard work." Dongfang Eyue smiled elegantly, summoned Lingxian with her bare hands, picked up the envelope on the tray and opened it. When she saw the contents of the letter, her face turned pale and she stamped her feet heavily in shock and anger.
"Silly Third Brother, how could you not see such an obvious trap? How dare you go to that crazy woman's territory alone!"
Recalling Lin Yilian's terrifying side, Dongfang Eyue hugged her chest and shuddered in fear.
Another stream of illusory information came out from Dongfang Eyue and poured into Ming Jingchen's brain. It turned out to be her memory of Lin Yilian.
When Ming Jingchen had just saved Dongfang Eyue from being burned to death and was holding her in his arms to comfort her, she happened to have her head on Ming Jingchen's shoulder and looked at Lin Yilian from behind Ming Jingchen's perspective.
Lin Yilian showed a sinister sneer, took out a dagger from her waist, swung it in the air, put the sharp blade to her lips, and licked it with her tongue, until the tip of her tongue was cut by the dagger and blood was left on the dagger's blade.
She hooked her tongue and swallowed the injured and bleeding tongue, her face flushed with intoxication, then she stretched out the bloody dagger tip and pointed it at Dongfang Eyue, lowered her head slightly and raised her eyes, staring at the frightened Dongfang Eyue with a terrifying ghost-like gaze, and a sick smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
This scene of humiliation left an indelible psychological shadow on the young Dongfang Eyue. She would wake up suddenly in the middle of the night and cry, because she dreamed of her senior sister Lin Yilian pointing a bloody dagger at her.
Since then, Dongfang Eyue began a two-year journey of persecution by Lin Yilian.
Whenever Ming Jingchen couldn't see her, Lin Yilian would give Dongfang Eyue a sinister sneer that made Dongfang Eyue feel cold inside.
I still remember one day, Dongfang Eyue predicted that Ming Jingchen would find money on the road today, and led Ming Jingchen to a lucky direction.
After walking for a while, Ming Jingchen indeed picked up a string of money. He was in a good mood and talked and laughed with Dongfang Eyue, seeming to be getting closer.
Dongfang Eyue was praised by her beloved master, her cheeks blushed and her heart was extremely happy, she tentatively took Ming Jingchen's arm.
Ming Jingchen was in high spirits and didn't think too much about it. He let her hold him in his arms. When they passed through a town, he used the string of copper coins to buy a large piece of candied haws for E Yue and Yi Lian.
Late at night, the three of them fell into a deep sleep, and Dongfang Eyue vaguely felt that her mouth was forcibly opened and something round was stuffed into it.
Dongfang Eyue was a little precocious, she thought Ming Jingchen was teasing her secretly while Lin Yilian was asleep late at night.
She closed her eyes and blushed, then licked it with her smooth little tongue. She felt that it was round and sweet, and tasted just like the candied haws she had eaten during the day.
"Master is so annoying. He just feeds me candied haws in the middle of the night..."
After closing her eyes and licking for a while, she suddenly felt a sharp pain on the tip of her tongue, as if it was cut by a sharp blade. Dongfang Eyue suddenly opened her eyes and was horrified to find that it was Lin Yilian lying on top of her.
Lin Yilian had a sinister and cruel smile on her face. She held the dagger in her left hand against Dongfang Eyue's neck. She inserted a candied haws into Dongfang Eyue's mouth with the dagger in her right hand and spoke silently.
"Don't make any noise, and eat all the candied haws. Don't leave any."
The candied haws were inserted into the sharp dagger and inserted into the narrow mouth of the little girl Dongfang Eyue. If she was not careful, her tongue and mouth would be cut by the dagger.
If I struggle and call for help, Lin Yilian will use the left dagger to slash my neck artery and the right dagger to pierce my mouth directly, and I will probably die in extreme pain.
Recalling how Lin Yilian had told him in detail how she had committed suicide in order to threaten and suppress him, and how she had followed Ming Jingchen through time and space to the world of beauties, Dongfang Eyue was very sure that this crazy woman could do anything crazy in the world.
Dongfang Eyue was so frightened that tears welled up in her eyes, her body was shaking, and her lower body juice was flowing out uncontrollably, but she dared not cry.
Resisting the intense fear, Dongfang Eyue took the candied haws with the dagger stuck in it from Lin Yilian and fed them to her mouth one after another. Her tongue was scratched with blood marks, and the saliva she swallowed had a strong bloody taste.
Seeing that she had finished eating obediently, Lin Yilian retracted her right dagger, her lips moved again with a cold expression, and she said silently.
"Bitch! Be careful next time! If I see you wrapping your dirty dog claws around my brother Jing's arms again, I'll chop off whichever arm you wrap around, mash it into a meat paste, and scoop it out with a dagger, and feed it to you like I did today! Remember that?"
Dongfang Eyue nodded tremblingly, her fear of Lin Yilian deeply engraved in her soul.
When Ming Jingchen learned the truth of that year, he slapped his head in regret.
"Eyue wet the bed from time to time when she was a child. I thought it was a physical problem and looked for medicine everywhere. It turned out that she was threatened by Yilian, a demon, and she peed in the middle of the night. Alas... I was negligent and let Eyue suffer..."
However, Dongfang Eyue's suffering from being bullied was greatly alleviated after the third disciple, Qin Shanying, joined.
Lin Yilian also used this method to threaten Qin Shanying, trying to make her obey her.
But Qin Shanying is not as easy to deal with as Dongfang Eyue. She is naturally brave and courageous. She can't beat Lin Yilian, but she dares to fight her.
Whenever she threatened me with a dagger in the middle of the night, I would take advantage of Lin Yilian's sleep, picking flowers and other times when she was least alert, and use all sorts of means to retaliate, such as splashing water, throwing stones, etc.
No matter how Lin Yilian beat Qin Shanying, even if she was too soft, Qin Shanying recovered from her wounds and continued to fight. Dongfang Eyue was amazed and had a better impression of this brave new third sister.
After fighting many times, Qin Shanying also learned to be smart, and asked Dongfang Eyue to deal with Lin Yilian together. If Lin Yilian threatened her junior sister with a dagger while Ming Jingchen was asleep, the two of them would pull each other, and the other would take out a dagger and attack back.
In a one-on-one match, Lin Yilian was not at all inferior, but in a two-on-one match, she could not gain much of an advantage, so she had to hide her edge and be polite to the two of them. The two of them took advantage of the situation and treated her respectfully as their senior sister, and the two sides reached a balance in the game.
Ming Jingchen got Dongfang Eyue's memory and thought to himself, "When I was taking care of the three of them, they cried and made a scene without my noticing. I was so annoyed that I decided to establish a sect and settle overseas. So this is the real reason. I was too irresponsible as a master."
After reading Dongfang Eyue's past impressions of Lin Yilian, Ming Jingchen also understood why she reacted so strongly when she learned that Qin Shanying went to Penglai Island alone to keep her promise.
Dongfang Eyue paced back and forth with the letter in her arms, calculating the good and bad luck with her fingers from time to time, and said angrily, "It's bad luck! It's bad luck no matter how I calculate it! Can't you ask for my opinion before making a decision?"
After calculating for a while, Dongfang Eyue put away her hands, put them behind her waist, closed her eyes and concentrated on feeling the surroundings, trying to catch the string of her own destiny.
Slowly opening her eyes, Dongfang Eyue sighed sadly, "I laugh at Fourth Junior Sister for not having any courage, but what about me? I am the one who laughs at you when you are fifty steps away."
"Since this is the last glimmer of hope to change Master's fate, and it will only put me in a very dangerous situation, why should I hesitate?"
After calling the disciples to give them instructions and arranging matters within the sect, Dongfang Eyue packed her luggage and rode on the clouds to the fairy mountain Penglai Island overseas.
As soon as they entered the territorial waters of Penglai Island, a white palm with sharp nails suddenly appeared and fiercely grabbed Dongfang Eyue's face in the sea of clouds.
Dongfang Eyue, who was on her way, saw this powerful enemy in the void and stepped back in shock. She put her index and middle fingers into the witch's robe, twisted out a talisman and shouted quickly, "The sky and the earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the magic! Thunder God's command, quickly show up!"
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.
The runes on the talisman floated in the air and flew out. The dense spiritual light patterns turned into lightning rods, attracting the thunder of heaven and earth to gather into a lightning birdman with red hair and fangs, holding a cone in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand.
The ferocious Spirit Lightning Thunder God used his Lightning Hammer to strike the awl in his hand repeatedly, and the tip of the awl inspired nine shocking thunder dragons, which attacked the empty palm from all directions. However, the empty palm did not dodge or avoid it, and its slender jade hands transformed into nine, hitting the top of the shocking thunder dragon's head one after another.
"Boom boom boom", nine shocking sound of the sky, the Thunder Dragon was slapped and scattered, followed by a cold and majestic sound resounding in the air.
"I've told you before, even if you die, don't disturb my peace by sending me funeral invitations!"
"Sister, you're so good. You came to my territory without saying hello, and used your exquisite thunder magic. What a grand show!"
As soon as the words fell, the nine slender jade palms merged into one, and snapped their fingers lightly.
"clatter".
With just a snap of his fingers, a violent burst of energy exploded, as if a giant TNT bomb had exploded in the air. The move was simple and unadorned, but the power was astonishingly great.
The residual force was so strong that Dongfang Eyue was knocked back repeatedly. The spiritual light thunder god at the center of the explosion was blasted so hard that the patterns on his body were damaged, and his spiritual light dimmed and disappeared instantly.
"I haven't seen you for many years, but you have become so much stronger!"
Dongfang Eyue was shocked. She reached into her wide robe sleeves with two fingers of her left and right hands at the same time, took out a talisman, injected some spiritual energy into it, and then suddenly clasped her palms together. The talisman glowed with spiritual light and flew around her palms rapidly.
The talisman floating in the air was constantly entwined around the closed palms, which were also rapidly turning and forming seals.
"All those who are about to fight are arrayed in front!"
As the Nine-Character Seal was completed, Dongfang Eyue spread her palms and stretched her arms out to the left and right.
The two talismans suddenly paused, and then Dongfang Eyue stretched out her arms, and they were like pages of a book blown open by the wind, one page becoming two pages, three pages, four pages, ten pages, a hundred pages, a thousand pages, constantly replicating and expanding, and in an instant they covered the entire world.
Dongfang Eyue clasped her hands together again, and all the talismans transformed into mighty warriors with spiritual light, holding long weapons and breathing out eerie white air, forming a monstrous army formation and rushing towards the hand in the void.
"Oh, sister, your technique is quite skillful."
In the vast sea of clouds, a fairy in white with a stunning appearance slowly emerged from the void. Facing the "Linbing Fighter Array" formed by a hundred thousand spiritual warriors that covered the whole sky and earth, Lin Yilian looked indifferent, and her cold face was full of arrogance.
Facing the siege of a hundred thousand troops, Lin Yilian clasped her hands together, intertwined her fingers, and slowly formed a seal and chanted.
"Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu... Hai!"
The voice was lazy and soft, a bit tired from not waking up yet, and the slow speed of forming the seals was in sharp contrast to Dongfang Eyue's skilled high-speed technique.
When the last "hai" seal was completed, the spears of the thirty-two spiritual generals had already fiercely stabbed at the vital points of Lin Yilian's body, and the closest one was close to her face, but Lin Yilian showed a nonchalant attitude and did not dodge or avoid.
The tip of the gun was getting closer and closer, about to hit and cause serious injuries. Dongfang Eyue's forehead was sweating, her heart was in her throat and she prayed, "Hit me... As long as I hit you first, we can fight!"
After slowly completing the twelve-hour seal, Lin Yilian swung out with both palms, and snapped her fingers at the same time.
"Da da."
The gentle and calm voice of the queen echoed between heaven and earth, as clear and standard as that of a broadcaster.
"Time, please stop."
With Lin Yilian as the center of the sphere, the shadowy mist spread out rapidly, first covering the spear tip that was only an inch away from his face, then covering the Lingguang general. The mist expanded rapidly, protecting the sky and earth, and surrounding him with a dense formation of 100,000 Lingguang warriors.
Seeing the ball of fog getting closer and closer, about to envelop her, the strange sound of the second hand moving resounded throughout the world, the scale moving slower and slower, Dongfang Eyue's heart pounded, cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and she stepped heavily with her right foot, creating a shocking burst of air, and launched herself backwards like a cannonball.
After the shadow ball mist completely covered the Linbing Fighter formation, it stopped expanding. All the spiritual soldiers in the mist were absolutely frozen. Countless blades and spears were less than three inches away from Lin Yilian's vital points, but she couldn't move even an inch.
The gentle and clear voice of the royal sister came out from Lin Yilian's mouth again.
"I am the center of the world, and the world revolves around me."
This spell made up of modern language drove the movement of the ball of mist, carrying all the stagnant spiritual soldiers inside, rotating and stirring continuously like the earth orbiting the center of a sphere.
The ball of mist spun faster and faster, and the spirits became dimmer and dimmer, until it became a large ball of mixed spiritual energy.
After stirring until it is completely uniform, the ball mist suddenly stops, and the sound of glass cracking is heard. The ball mist of spiritual light slowly breaks into pieces, turning into meteors and scattering in the sea of clouds. It is very beautiful and spectacular when viewed from afar.
Such a beautiful scene was reflected in the eyes of Dongfang Eyue, which were full of despair.
The lion must fight the rabbit with all her strength. When she attacked, she used her most powerful single-target and group-attack spells in the normal mode. If it were the other four, I'm afraid one strike would injure them.
But facing Lin Yilian, this supreme being with terrifyingly high strength and insane temperament, she didn't even hurt a hair of hers.
On this day, Dongfang Eyue once again recalled the fear of being absolutely dominated by the crazy and yandere girl Lin Yilian during her childhood.
But today, for some reason, perhaps because she was infected by Qin Shanying's perseverance, or perhaps because she was worried about the scar on her body that was about to heal, Dongfang Eyue pointed at Lin Yilian and shouted, "Lin Yilian, hand over Shanying! If you don't want to help save Master, why did you set up a trap to frame her?"
At this moment, a miraculous sound approached rapidly from below the sea of clouds.
"Big Sister! Second Sister! Stop fighting! I'm fine here!"
With a "swoosh", a pillar of cloud and mist rushed out of the sea of clouds. The clouds and mist dissipated, and Qin Shanying floated beside Dongfang Eyue and said in surprise, "Second Senior Sister! Why are you here too!"
"I'm worried about you." Dongfang Eyue rolled her eyes at Qin Shanying, and then felt that what she said was a little too intimate. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she crossed her arms over her chest, and turned her body to avoid Qin Shanying's sight.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that if something happens to you, I won't have the strength to save Master."
After practicing Bing Xin Jue, Qin Shanying regained her former clarity of mind and happily hugged Dongfang Eyue, "Second Senior Sister, it's great that you can come and help as well!"
Being hugged by Qin Shanying so passionately, Dongfang Eyue blushed and struggled awkwardly for a few times, muttering and stammering, "Don't... don't do this... hugging and kissing... how can it be decent!"
Qin Shanying saw that Dongfang Eyue didn't want to be hugged by her, and after thinking for a while, she suddenly realized, "It must be that Second Senior Sister has evil spirit in her heart, and she is still wary and suspicious of me, so she doesn't want me to be as close to her as we used to be in the sect."
Turning around and bowing respectfully to Lin Yilian, Qin Shanying said sincerely, "Big Sister, your Ice Heart Skill is really powerful. Why don't you pass it on to Second Big Sister as well? The three of us can sit down and think of a solution together. Maybe we can come up with a good way to save Master."
Lin Yilian glanced coldly at the alert Dongfang Eyue, pinched her chin and frowned in thought for a while, then waved reluctantly.
"One by one, you are speechless. Come down and practice!"