Wen Yi woke up from the cold. When she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Yu sitting beside her.
Shen Yu piled up a pile of firewood next to him and was about to light it when he sensed Wen Yi waking up.
Without waiting for the thermometer to ask questions, Shen Yu took the initiative to explain: "This is the mustard space."
"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to explain to others one day." Shen Yu's aloof character will never explain to others what he wants to do, what he wants to do, or what he will do again, let alone explain the current situation to others. , Wen Yi was suddenly flattered.
Shen Yu chuckled: "Xumina Mustard Seed, such a space can only be obtained by at least one of the six major sects. Ordinary small sects will definitely not spend such a large amount of financial and material resources to create a Mustard Seed space."
In the darkness, Wen Yi couldn't see Shen Yu's face, and could only feel the familiar coldness: "Why did Gong Shuyuan create this teleportation array in the Qingyun Secret Realm to teleport us to the Mustard Seed Space?"
"For the treasures of heaven and earth in Qingyun Secret Realm? Impossible." Wen Yi asked and answered, "Jishu Academy is one of the six major sects. They are more powerful than the current Miao Miao Huan Palace and naturally have a lot of resources. There seems to be no bigger secret in Qingyun Secret Realm except the Lady in Red."
As far as Wen Yi knows, Qingyun Secret Realm is a place used by Miao Miao Huan Mansion for sect disciples to gain experience, and the risk factor is very low.
There are only some places in the secret realm suitable for the growth of spiritual plants, spiritual grasses, spiritual pearls and spiritual fruits, which are used to cultivate corresponding herbs or materials. This part is under the control of the sixth senior brother.
"Since it's a secret, I won't tell outsiders." Shen Yu snapped, pointing to a cluster of orange flames burning on his fingertips, and the flames instantly illuminated the darkness.
As if being burned by flames, the darkness faded away quickly, and he huddled into the night, not daring to poke his head out to test Wen Yi and Shen Yu.
"You use your spiritual power as lamp oil and your fingers as the wick. Wouldn't it hurt your spiritual body if you burn it like this?
And I don’t know what kind of demons and ghosts are contained in this Xumi mustard space, so we should be more careful and put out the lights first." For Shen Yu’s safety and to avoid inadvertently provoking a more dangerous mysterious existence, Wen Yi suggested in a low voice.
Shen Yu: "If the other party was stronger than you and me, they would have discovered it long ago. If they were smaller than you and me, it wouldn't matter even if they discovered me."
Shen Yu snapped his fingers. Although the orange shimmer on his fingertips did not become larger, the range of the light shone wider and became clearer and brighter.
Looking at this warm light, Wen Yi's fear of the dark gradually faded away.
No one knew that Wen Yi was actually afraid of the dark and her bedside lamp was never turned off.
Shen Yu and Wen Yi went hand in hand, and it was only after he watched them several times that he discovered Wen Yi's secret.
Using spiritual power to burn fireworks does great harm to the spirit body, but only to others.
For Shen Yu, this light of spiritual fire doesn't affect anything, as long as it can illuminate Wen Yi's path.
A faint silver shimmer emitted from the fingertips of the thermometer.
The shimmering light fell to the ground like fallen stars, converging into a complex and magnificent mysterious magic circle in one breath.
This magic circle was created by Wen Yi to break seals and restrictions, and it is very effective.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang——"
A sound like a bell echoed in the space, which was the sound brought by the formation.
The silver spiritual power is concentrated and rushed to one place, like a silver dagger that accurately pierces the enemy's heart.
However, that flash of spiritual light rushed into the darkness and disappeared without a trace as if it was being swallowed.
"It can actually swallow spiritual power." Wen Yi was slightly shocked. She put away the magic circle she created and carefully turned her hearing to the maximum.
The only sound of his own breathing could be heard in the entire space.
"Each mustard space is different." Shen Yu's cultivation level is much higher than that of Wen Yi. He reached out and grabbed Wen Yi's relatively cold hand and walked into the darkness, "I feel that there is a very attractive person in the southeast. Let’s go take a look at my things together.”
"Okay." Wen Yi looked down at the hand holding her own, wondering why he was holding my hand.
The two of them were walking in the darkness.
Every time Shen Yu takes a step, a manjushuahua blooming with black and red intertwined colors blooms under his feet.
The fierce murderous aura exploded silently, and the monsters and insects in the darkness that coveted the two's spiritual power sensed this strong force and quickly retreated into the darkness, trembling.
"You haven't explained clearly why your soul is powerful enough to reach the Mahayana realm." There was no time to ask before. Now it was time for the two of them to be alone. Shen Yu expressed the doubts in his heart.
How should I tell you this?
That I was born again?
Wen Yi did not seize the original owner of the house.
And the original owner did not sacrifice anything to let Wen Yi descend on her to avenge him.
Even Wen Yi himself couldn't figure out why he was reborn in the body of the original owner, and why his soul and body were 100% compatible without any rejection.
"It's a long story, I'll tell you later." Wen Yi thought for a while, decided not to mention the topic for the time being, and asked instead: "How close is your memory recovery?"
"Not much. I vaguely remember that I ordered my subordinates to build nine mausoleums before I ascended. These nine mausoleums are places where I use to pray to gods. I don't remember the specific locations clearly. I vaguely remember that one is at the Tongshan Gate, and the others are It’s still a little blurry.”
Shen Yu turned his head and looked at Wen Yi's fair and beautiful face, and his voice was a little heavy: "Times have changed, and it has been a thousand years since I ascended. It doesn't matter whether the nine tombs have been excavated, or even whether my body has been dug out and whipped. have no idea."
His reputation was very bad, and Shen Yu knew it well. Whether it was the misunderstanding of others or the fabrication of the outside world, he was already a scum who had cut off all emotions and desires and killed his master and massacred his people.
Reputation is of no importance to Shen Yu.
"I have heard the ravings that made you soar, and I can tell from it that you must have a hidden agenda for massacring the Sishui Kingdom." Wen Yi didn't know how to comfort her, so she stretched out her hand to squeeze Shen Yu's palm:
"Historical books have very few records about you. They only record the evil but not the good. They only record the results without asking about the process. Most of them are biased. Don't belittle yourself."
"You have many followers. The whipping of corpses you are worried about...will not happen." Wen Yi said firmly.
Shen Yu's memory is vague and one-sided. It cannot be ruled out that someone maliciously interfered with his memory and misled his memory fragments, causing Shen Yu to make wrong judgments.
"There is nothing worthy of my attention." Shen Yu lowered his head to look at Wen Yi and muttered: "Except for you."
Wen Yi's heart suddenly contracted and relaxed rapidly. She seemed to be frightened, and her clear eyes widened, like a frightened kitten, looking in disbelief.
"Except me?" Wen Yi is insensitive to matters between men and women, she is not stupid.
Shen Yu's vague attitude made Wen Yi unsure of how to judge.