Chapter 66: Ling Xiaozi in Yellow Robe
In the end, one person still had to bear everything... Jiang Xian sighed and looked at Ling Xiaozi standing on the roof of the villa howling: "I want to make a name for myself in this life..."
Jiang Xian buried his hands in his black hair, covered his face and lowered his head, repeating in his heart: The property management must not check whose house this is... Never... It's really embarrassing for someone of my generation to have such a weird thing happen...
"That's enough!" At 11:50, Jiang Xian covered Ling Xiaozi's mouth and said viciously, "Help me protect the law. I want to see how to use the fruit."
Ling.Qi Ba.Xiao.Stand out from the crowd.Zi nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
After cleaning up the shattered sense of ritual, Jiang Xian took several minutes to take a deep breath before adjusting his mood. Just as he was about to take out the fruit, Ling Xiaozi muttered, "Well... Rongcheng is my base camp, and I have nowhere to live anyway, so why don't we just make do with each other..."
Jiang Xian turned his head away indifferently, his fingers shaking uncontrollably.
"Look, I can cook and clean. I was crowned a rich man at the age of 23, and I eat delicious food every day..."
"You... also work part-time at Meituan?"
"That's not important! What's important is that I'm good at housework. I can do housework and kitchen work. I can even warm the bed occasionally. Can I help save some rent? I can deliver takeout to you for free... What are you looking for?"
"Where's the sword? Where's my Dragon Slayer? Oh... it's here... I'm going to beat you to death, you unfilial son! You're such a disgrace! Why didn't your master stab you to death with his sword back then?!"
Just as the two were talking back and forth, Jiang Xian suddenly stopped.
"Fuck..." Ling Xiaozi touched the clothes with holes all over them, his eyelids twitching: "Are you really serious? Do you really think I have no money? Isn't it the auction time yet? Wait until I sell them all..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xian raised his hand and looked at the pair of walnut-like fruit cores in his hand in amazement. They... were emitting a faint green light, as if corresponding to something.
Ling Xiaozi blinked at Kazilan's big eyes and whispered, "Does it look like your two eggs?"
Jiang Xian said numbly: "If I die one day, please don't burn incense for me next year. I beg you... Get away from me!! "
Trump was so angry that he exploded.
With Jiang Xian's roar, Ling Xiaozi finally shut up. Jiang Xian raised his hands and looked at the two fruit cores carefully. He soon discovered that when the fruit cores were completely bathed in moonlight, the brilliance of the fruit cores became softer, and inside the fruit cores, layers of white like ice appeared as the moonlight shone.
This was a wonder beyond nature. The two looked at each other, and there was only shock in their eyes. Jiang Xian placed the fruit core on the stone table in the middle of the yard, and the moonlight completely poured on the fruit core. Ten minutes later, a bright white light appeared from the fruit core!
It was only as thick as a hair, and if you didn't look closely you wouldn't notice it. As the white light appeared, the sound of wind blew through the entire attic.
"Fuck..." Ling Xiaozi's eyes almost popped out: "It's understandable that it glows...but what's going on? Is this... is there really something in this world that is hard to describe?"
Jiang Xian didn't say anything, but he was just as shocked as Ling Xiaozi. Whether it was his amazing memory or his super vigilance, the various underground mechanisms could not be separated from the scientific level, but... the fruit core brought him a whole new world!
No other object can produce such supernatural phenomena!
"Look." Jiang Xian pointed around and spoke in a deep voice. Ling Xiaozi looked carefully and took a breath of cold air: With the fruit core on the sea of tea as the center, the wind from all directions...actually gathered here like a vortex!
The surrounding trees did not lean to one side, but bowed their heads towards the core. This is simply impossible in nature!
Jiang Xian looked at the time. It was twelve o'clock. The moon was particularly round tonight. As they waited quietly, the light on the core seemed to become clearer and clearer. Just an hour later, something finally condensed at the top of the silvery light.
That is a drop of water.
A drop of milky water.
Just like the moonlight tilting, water drops falling , a crisp sound like a bell sounded. The next second, the frozen white suddenly shattered, as if the ice and snow world collapsed, and countless white mists spread wildly along both sides of the fruit core!
The fruit core was now like emerald green, transparent, and under the moonlight, the scars seemed to come alive, and finally... they turned into emerald green butterflies, flying around the fruit core.
silence.
The scene before him was truly shocking. After a long while, Jiang Xian turned to look at Ling Xiaozi: "Rootless water?"
"This is fucking Emperor Liujiang!" Ling Xiaozi's voice changed: "It is recorded in Zi Bu Yu: The moonlight on July 15th, which occurs once every sixty years, contains 'Emperor Liujiang'. If monsters eat it, one night of cultivation is equivalent to absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon for thousands of years. If people eat it, they will be free from all diseases, get rid of all poisons, and live forever! There is actually... There is actually such a thing!?"
Is this the solution to my curse?
In the underground palace, the ape crane and the black snake began to transform into... monsters because they had eaten the Emperor's juice?
Jiang Xian looked at the fruit core with burning eyes. In the void, drops of milky white water slowly fell down, but the speed was not fast. At this time, he couldn't leave at all, so he waited quietly.
An hour later, he stood up and said in a deep voice, "Six drops in an hour. It will take about thirty drops to fill the core... five hours."
"It's the end of the night." He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ling Xiaozi: "The night is still long, go and get some food and drinks."
Ling Xiaozi shook his head like a rattle: "You are still in the mood to eat and drink at this time?! This is the Emperor's River! I must witness this historic moment in its entirety! Maybe my future ascension to immortality will depend on this!"
Jiang Xian sneered, took out his phone and started tapping randomly. Ling Xiaozi looked at him in confusion. Just as Jiang Xian put his phone back, the old-fashioned phone in Ling Xiaozi's pocket rang: "Meituan takeout order received."
Meituan Takeaway always chooses the nearest order...
Is there such an operation?!
Ling Xiaozi looked annoyed, and mechanically turned his head to look at Jiang Xian, wavering between interests and knowledge. After a few seconds, he raised his head and murmured in despair: "I originally wanted to turn my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon only shines on the ditch..."
Before he could finish his words, he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, turned around and rushed out the door.
The surroundings finally quieted down. Jiang Xian sat beside the tea sea, watching the Emperor's sap falling from the void bit by bit. He didn't want to film it. This kind of thing must not be spread out. In this world... I'm afraid that history has covered up a lot. If the search for immortals in the past... had no basis at all and was just a legend, why did countless people continue to go there for thousands of years?
Beneath the surface of this world, in those dusty pages of history, is there really something unspeakable hidden?
Ding Dong...drops of the Emperor's fluid flowed down and hit the core of the fruit. The sound of bells and chimes on the rooftop continued, as if an ancient curtain was slowly opened, and countless musicians played music together, stirring the heart. Jiang Xian waited quietly. Two hours later, Ling Xiaozi also came back. Obviously too tired to talk, Jiang Xian achieved his sinister intention and sent countless bad reviews.
The waiting time was always long, and Jiang Xian had never felt so miserable before. He thought he would be hungry, but when he really started waiting, he realized that hunger was not a big deal at the moment.
He reluctantly ate Ling Xiaozi's takeout to fill his stomach. When the morning star rose and the last drop of Emperor's Liquid fell, he finally stood up.
The entire rooftop was covered with white mist, like a fairyland. I couldn't understand how a small fruit core could produce such a dry ice effect, but now was not the time to think about it. There were already too many incredible things tonight.
Jiang Xian took a deep breath and walked up slowly. His legs were numb from staying in the same position for too long, but his heart was hotter than ever before. He gently picked up the cup.
Thousands of years of pursuit... Can it come to an end at this moment?
He closed his eyes, and the names and faces of countless senior teachers flashed through his mind. Then he gritted his teeth and poured the Emperor's Flowing Juice into his mouth in one breath.
Ling Xiaozi stood up silently and stared at Jiang Xian. One minute... two minutes... Jiang Xian did not make any move. After three minutes, he opened his eyes in confusion.
"No response?" Ling Xiaozi asked immediately.
Jiang Xian shook his head, frowned, and pulled open his shirt. The black butterfly was still the same as before. He looked at it quietly for dozens of seconds, sighed, and pulled up his shirt.
Just as he was about to speak, his body suddenly trembled violently. Then... he suddenly covered his forehead.
"Mr. Jiang... your acting skills are good?" Ling Xiaozi blinked: "No... is it true?"
There was no answer. The next second, Jiang Xian's whole body began to tremble and he suddenly fell down. Ling Xiaozi was quick to catch him and asked quickly, "How are you? Are you okay?"
Jiang Xian couldn't answer. His mind was already boiling. Countless fragmented images appeared like a tide. Then, it suddenly shrank, and the entire vision was dark.
He seemed to be standing at the center of the universe, but there were no stars. However… around him, nine pictures, seemingly real or illusory, appeared vaguely in his mind.
Just like the Dunhuang murals, they are colorful, with flying fairies, old men riding cows, and angry-looking Vajra... The nine pictures are clear in the center, becoming increasingly blurred towards the edges, and finally dissipating like mist, as if they have come alive!
One of the pictures, the first one on the upper left, is completely clear. It shows a blue-skinned woman holding snakes in both hands, wrapped in white cloth, with a huge golden ring, and a distinctly exotic look.
Buzz... Just as the pictures appeared, a sharp pain suddenly appeared in his chest, and he couldn't help but cover his heart. The next second... the nine pictures dissipated like steam, turning into countless brilliant colors.
His entire vision and mind were filled with these countless colors. And in this color... he felt an indescribable horror that seemed so high and far away.
Brush...all the colors gathered together, and behind him, an indescribable huge statue slowly raised its head.
Jiang Xian had never seen this person before.
He was obviously a god, but Jiang Xian had never heard of him, and couldn't even find the answer in any book!
