Cangnan Yidu had not experienced this kind of experience of having someone reveal his or her innermost feelings for a long time.
There was no trace of embarrassment on her face when a junior like Bailian revealed her truest thoughts. She leaned on the chariot and smiled.
"I just fell in love with your ability to resist death, so what?"
Balian: "..."
He still underestimated the shamelessness of this saintly empress.
Cang Nanyi continued to say leisurely: "But you kid relies too much on your own ability. You act unscrupulously and arrogantly. You don't know how to be cautious at all. You actually dare to openly expose yourself in front of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan. Little guy
, you made me lose my beloved disciple, how should you compensate me for my regret?"
Balian was speechless: "Is this how the account was calculated?
"Then how do you think this account should be settled?"
Balian glanced at her mouth without revealing any trace, and said: "But I never promised the queen to be your disciple, so why did I make the queen lose her beloved disciple? How should I compensate for this?"
Cangnan's expression remained unchanged as he said: "Although I have not officially accepted you as a disciple, do you want to deny that the reason why you are able to control the power of the Bronze Gate is not because of my teachings and the calligraphy skills?
Jue, are you able to use it smoothly?"
When these words came out, Balian was really choked up.
This is why he and Cang Nanyi have always had different stances. It can even be said that as a corpse demon king, this woman can be said to be one of his biggest enemies in this life, but it has always been difficult for him to have real hostility towards her.
The Bronze Gate is a forbidden area in the six realms. Since ancient times, no one has been able to control the forbidden gate.
Without her guidance, Balian would never be able to control the power of the Bronze Gate even if he practiced for another ten lifetimes.
As for the calligraphy technique, it was the highest divine art in the Kunlun Mountains. Even her supposedly closest husband, Junhuang Chenghuang, had never learned it, but she taught it to him.
Just as Cang Nanyi said, in several extremely dangerous life-and-death battles in Bailian, the word recognition technique played a vital role.
Without the fortune teller, he would not be alive today.
There is no need for Cangnan Yi to point out these points, Bailian is also aware of them.
And he also knew that Cang Nanyi was not one to repay kindness. It could even be said that with her status and ability, she simply did not bother to do so.
If not, it has been many years since she taught Yu Jianzi Jue and helped him control the bronze door, so why did she not mention it until now.
It was obviously just a quick show of words and an attempt to overpower him.
Balian had no choice but to obey obediently and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have been so kind to you. I would like to express my gratitude to you!"
As he spoke, his eyes moved slightly, and under Cang Nanyi's words and deeds, he also gave up his shame very neatly.
He knew that Qing Shui and Qing Xuan, who were just a few steps away, were eavesdropping on their conversation inside.
It's just that this chariot obviously has a certain sound insulation effect. If you don't use your cultivation and just listen directly with your ears, you may be eavesdropping with only a half-knowledge and intermittently.
He put one hand sideways to his mouth, leaned forward slightly, and pretended to whisper carefully, but the volume of his words was not concealed at all, and he even deliberately amplified it.
"If your Majesty is really sorry, why not take me in secretly without letting the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan know about it? I will fulfill my duty as the bridesmaid and serve you wholeheartedly."
In his early years, Baili'an had to accept her kindness, but he also had thoughts of becoming a disciple of Kunlun.
But since he recovered his memory in that dream technique, he also understood that anyone can become a disciple of Kunlun, but he cannot.
The grievances between the immortal clan and the zombie demon clan have reached an intractable level since the Great Desolation Period.
If you want this grudge to end, only one of the two races can be completely extinct in this world.
Balian was able to come back to life because the corpse king's generals gave him his source of blood.
Cang Nanyi taught him the art of reading Chinese characters later.
As a member of the Corpse Demon King, Balian could become her disciple regardless of his identity, but with his unyielding attitude, if he continued to steal the hearts of the Corpse King's generals, he would be cheating the master.
But if he fulfills his duty as a disciple and gives up stealing the heart, he will destroy his ancestor.
Why would he force himself into such a dilemma between kindness and justice?
Bai Lian said this deliberately at the moment, without concealing his voice at all, just for Qing Shui and Qing Xuan.
Why couldn't Cangnan Yi hear what Bai Lian was thinking? She laughed and said, "Why do you need to do so much? Now that your life experience is known to the whole world, it is impossible for me to accept you as my disciple again.
You can rest assured that there is no need to test him with words anymore.”
Balian also lowered his eyes and smiled. When he raised his eyes again, he said seriously and seriously: "I know the difficulties in Kunlun now. The Queen has given me magical powers. I am willing to return this Blood Feather River to the Queen."
Cang Nanyi smiled lightly and said, "Why, do you want to form a good relationship with me, Kunlun?"
Balian said sincerely: "I just want the next days to be easier."
Cang Nanyi looked at Bai Lian with a patient look in his eyes, and the faint smile on his face did not change: "You know, even if you dedicate the Blood Feather River to me, I will not let you go back.
"
There is no way that Balian is so naive as to think that he can regain his freedom by handing over Blood Feather River.
Even if he claims at this moment that he has evolved all the demonic energy of the Blood Feather River, as long as he wants to, in a matter of seconds, the blood feathers will turn into cold feathers, the Demon River will turn into a pure pond, and return to Kunlun.
It's just that even if he can solve the dilemma that he has been in for hundreds of thousands of years, he may not be able to get Cangnan Yi to let him leave the mountain.
"The queen is joking, how dare you have such delusions?"
Seeing that Bailian's expression didn't seem to be fake, Cangnan Yi was quite surprised: "Just to repay the favor?"
Balian said seriously: "Just to repay the favor."
Cang Nanyi laughed, but still said the same thing: "It's unnecessary."
She has a high status, but she is not someone who thinks highly of herself.
Others might find it humiliating, but Cang Nanyi didn't have much thought about the fact that she was saved by a demon junior.
For her, kindness is kindness and resentment is resentment.
She taught Yu Jianzi Jue first and saved his life.
And under the golden sea, because he saved her body several times, he was able to restore her soul to its proper form.
He has already repaid this kindness.
As for the Blood Feather River, it originally belonged to her Kunlun. Now that he is a prisoner of Kunlun, his entire being belongs to her.
In this Bloody Feather River, it was not his turn to be a favor to her.
There are other unknown reasons why Cang Nanyi has delayed taking possession of the Blood Feather River.
Bai Lian originally thought that although the Blood Feather River he owned was not his biggest reliance, no matter how he thought about it, it was still a very important bargaining chip for Cang Nan Yi under the current pressure.
After all, Qing Shui Qingxuan and the others also deeply thought about this.
Unexpectedly, when he offered it today, the saintly lady didn't even bother to take it. It was really beyond his expectation.
However, Balian's offer of the Blood Feather River was indeed as he said sincerely, and he had no intention of negotiating or exchanging bargaining chips.
Now she actually refused, which saved him the pain of being stripped away by the demon river.
The night was already dark, and a thin layer of fog gradually began to appear in the deep palace on the steep peak. The stars were sparse and cold, and the crescent moon outside the chariot made the entire palace look deserted.
After the carriage fell into silence, Bai Li'an couldn't make up his mind for a moment. Since Cangnan Yi didn't care about the blood feather river on his body, the secret hidden on his body was never mentioned again after that night-to-night conversation.
.
If that's the case, why did she call him to come here?
Just when Bai Lian was about to ask directly, two dragon roars came from outside, and then the clouds surged up into the sky, and the two huge white dragons dispersed into flowing clouds and disappeared.
The clouds opened the layers of curtains, and Bailian looked through the gap, only to see the chariot stopped in front of an ancient and holy temple. On the plaque in front of the temple, the words 'Jianxin Hall' were written in ancient script.
It is not the cabinet that is returning from this trip. It is expected that this Jianxin Hall is where Cangnan Yi usually lives.
Bailian felt confused for a moment, wondering if she wanted to take him into the Jianxin Hall to guard him?
Thinking of this, he inevitably had some strange thoughts in his mind.
Putting aside the difference between men and women and their status, this saintly empress is by no means an ordinary woman. She is a married man who has been married for many years. If he follows her, he will stay here day and night...
How embarrassing would it be if she bumped into Junhuang Chenghuang, her husband, who was a foreign male prisoner?
While he was thinking wildly, Cang Nanyi had already opened the car curtain and walked out.
Seeing this, Qingxuan wanted to step forward to help, but she waved her hand and refused.
Qing Shui asked with some embarrassment: "Empress, how should I arrange this?"
Cang Nanyi glanced at her lightly: "We have arrived at Jianxin Hall, what do you think we should do?"
Hearing her words like this, Qingxuan's face turned green.
Cangnan Yi turned his back to Bailian and turned half of his face, and said calmly: "This boy hugged a wild fox, and he smells very bad. Qingxuan, take him down first and wash him with fragrant soup before sending him away."
Come to my palace."
Balian, who was lifting the curtain to look out, frowned subconsciously when he heard this.
This doesn't sound right...
Especially in this environment and atmosphere.
Facing the high and majestic palace, which is like the inner palace of a human palace, Baili An sits on the sage's chariot...
This situation, why does it look a bit like the beauty that the king in ancient times used to turn over the signboard at night to summon him to his bed?
Of course, he knew that no matter how different Cang Nanyi was from others, he would never have any romantic thoughts towards him.
Qingxuan endured it for a while. Even though she knew that the empress had given the order and she was no longer qualified to say anything, she finally couldn't hold it in. She clenched her teeth and said with difficulty: "Empress, how can I tolerate this in the saint's chamber?"
External demons reside and invade.”
She used the word "empress" extremely seriously, as if she wanted to express that in addition to being a saint, she was also the wife of an immortal king.
Such a direct rebuttal meant that she had violated the rules, but Cang Nanyi didn't seem to want to hold her accountable, but she didn't pay any attention to Qingxuan.
Clouds of robes swept across the long steps in front of the palace, and the saint's figure disappeared alone into the palace door.
Qingxuan Qi surged like a mountain, so she didn't dare to have any objections to the Emperor's empress. Her eyes were as cold as knives, and she looked at Balian coldly, without saying a word for a long time.
Qing Shui's eyes moved slightly, and in the depths of her seemingly calm eyes, there was an undercurrent surging inside. She gently pulled Qing Xuan, took her aside, and said in a tone that Balian could not hear:
"Qingxuan, if I were you, I would never say a word at this moment. After all, your Majesty also wants to be shameless."
When Qingxuan saw Qing Shui's expression, she knew something was up. Her heart sank, and her usually cold voice began to tremble: "You...you noticed it too?"
Qing Shui turned her eyes sideways and glanced at Bailian secretly, then quickly retracted her words and said in an extremely positive tone: "Well, the empress has been alone for many years. Today, Mo Yue wants to sleep with him."
"What?!!!" Qingxuan screamed, her face full of excitement. Maybe she noticed the doubtful look that Bai Lian cast towards her. Her expression froze slightly, and she lowered her words a little lower.
Qingxuan had a cold face, pursed his lips tightly, as if he had been touched by a minefield, and said in a cold voice: "This is simply treason, do you know what nonsense you are talking about?!"
"If you think I'm talking nonsense, why are you talking so secretly?"
Qing Shui also pursed her lips tightly, trying to look angry, as if she wanted to sympathize with Qing Xuan, but the uncontrollable excitement in her eyes betrayed her.
She felt greatly stimulated by her empress' sudden whim.
Qingxuan sighed helplessly: "What are you so excited about..."
Others don't know Qing Shui's temperament, but she knows the identity of Mr. Xuan Shui, the most famous master of erotic novels in Xianling City.
Don't look at Qing Shui, who looks so quiet and graceful in the daytime, with a bright and beautiful scenery, as graceful as the wind in the forest.
There are a lot of dirty things hidden in the dark.
Of all the immortals in this immortal world who are worthy of their name, which one has not been fabricated by her about some romantic affairs?
However, the empress' status is too sacred, and she never dares to get involved in writing. Looking at her appearance today, she is probably secretly making up the 'story' about the empress, right?
Qing Shui lightly poked her arm, smiled gently and implicitly, and said: "The queen is driving the chariot and does not allow others to peep. It's just that the queen didn't cover it up intentionally, so she just kept it intermittently. You and I also got the general idea."
"I have lived for so long, but I have never heard of anyone that my queen has fallen in love with."
Qingxuan felt a little helpless in his heart, and retorted without thinking: "Is the empress interested in him? She is obviously interested in his ability to resist death and survive."
Qing Shui's eyes suddenly became ambiguous: "What do you think, Qingxuan, that is a way to resist death and survive? Why has your Majesty avoided your empress like a snake or a scorpion since you got married? Isn't it just because he knows your empress's physique?
Do you realize that all your years of squandering have already been spent?"
Qingxuan had never thought that there was such an ambiguity in the concept of resistance to death. Her handsome snow-faced face suddenly turned red, her breathing was slightly disordered, and he glanced at her: "Is this what I mean?"