"Why don't you answer?"
Chu Feng frowned slightly.
"me……"
Nie Xiaoqian thought about what happened last night, and her heart was full of sadness. She didn't know how to speak. I thought about it for a long time, and when my eyes were sore, I would cry.
"If you want to cry, leave here and then cry again!"
Chu Feng was very rude in his words. Last night, he failed again in his attempt to reach the realm of transformation into gods, and suffered serious injuries. I am depressed at the moment, and the most disgusting thing is for people to cry.
"Leave, but, but..."
Nie Xiaoqian raised her pale hand and pointed at the sky that was gradually getting brighter outside. There was fear in her eyes. As a novice ghost, she had been tortured by the sun in the past few days. Several times, she was covered in ulcers and hid. I stayed in a place with strong Yin energy for several hours before recovering.
Chu Feng turned his head and glanced at the sky outside. After pondering for a while, he condensed a small amount of Yin Qi obtained through cultivation from his body, formed a ball of light, and penetrated into Nie Xiaoqian's body.
"You have been a ghost for fifty years. If you don't stay in the sun for a long time, nothing will happen to you. Go ahead!"
Nie Xiaoqian, whose aura suddenly became strong due to the increase in Yin Qi, stared at Chu Feng for a few breaths, then came to her senses, thanked him, and walked out quickly. This night, the psychological shadow caused by the ghosts and grinding was too great for her. She didn't want to stay any longer even if she could leave.
Suddenly, a slightly unpleasant voice came from inside the house.
"Girl, please be more careful in the future and wear more clothes. If necessary, you can find a male ghost. The wooden handle of the poor Taoist millstone is for grinding, not for playing."
Nie Xiaoqian, who had just reached the door, suddenly turned around and saw Chu Feng's hand pointing at the wooden handle of the millstone, which had a lot of water stains on it.
"Taoist Master, that is the slave's saliva. All night long, this millstone kept firing out whips to whip the slave until he was frothing at the mouth."
"Whip you? Whip?"
Chu Feng was astonished. Could it be that the so-called servile ghosts and grinding mills were just whipped? How could such a strange thing be born in the extremely dark place of heaven and earth?
"me……"
Nie Xiaoqian said "I" a few times. Thinking of what happened last night, it was too unbearable, so she stamped her feet and flew away.
Chu Feng turned around, walked to the gray and white millstone, looked at it carefully for a while, and said seriously: "Start grinding rice!"
Swish, a thick black whip came out of the grindstone.
A whip shadow quickly grew larger in Chu Feng's eyes.
"Be bold!"
Chu Feng quickly threw out a ball of light that gathered yin and yang.
The thick black whip quickly retracted, like a frightened turtle.
Chu Feng took away the Wudao rice on the millstone and walked out with a dark face.
He thought about what happened last night with the soles of his feet and figured it out: last night, Nie Xiaoqian accidentally entered this wooden house and was whipped all night, so she was in such a mess in the morning.
Returning to the Kunlun Sacred Tree with spiritual energy like a waterfall, Chu Feng threw hundreds of Enlightenment Rice into the air, immobilized it with spiritual power, and slowly refined it.
Time flies, and it's evening in the blink of an eye. A dazzling red light shines from the center of Chu Feng's eyebrows.
"Transformation into God"
"Transformation into God"
…
A voice, or rather Chu Feng's heartfelt voice, kept speaking.
After a long time, Chu Feng opened his eyes, and the red light in his eyebrows disappeared.
“Failed again”
Sighing, Chu Feng's figure flashed and returned to the glorious and magnificent Daozu Temple.
In the middle of the night, the cold wind blows constantly on the top of the Everlasting Peak. At the entrance of the Taoist temple shrouded in mist, a few wild grasses sway gently, and the old trees more than ten steps away are swaying. Occasionally, the hoarse cry of a night owl comes from the back mountain, adding a bit of a cold atmosphere to this deserted Taoist temple.
Uh-huh! A strong cold air enveloped a woman in white, flying out of the depths of the mist and arriving at the entrance of the Taoist temple.
"Xiaoqian, follow me back to see grandma!"
There was another burst of cold air, and a barefoot and enchanting woman in green chased after him with a whip in hand.
The woman in white who was rushing in front, that is, Nie Xiaoqian, stopped and turned around with a sad expression and tears.
"Xiao Qing, we are all in trouble, why are we forcing each other so hard!"
"Huh, I don't feel like I'm in trouble. It's great to follow grandma and get everything you want!"
Xiao Qing, with a cold look on his face, just finished speaking and struck with the whip in his hand.
Nie Xiaoqian dodged back and forth, flicked her sleeves, rose from the ground, and flew towards the vast floating fairy mountain.
When Xiao Qing saw the floating fairy mountain, he was stunned for a few breaths, came to his senses, and followed.
Xiaoqian's head felt dizzy as she was advancing, and she secretly thought something bad, and then her body flew towards the Xiantian Spiritual Root Garden involuntarily.
Xiaoqing had the same reaction.
"Nie Xiaoqian, why is this happening?"
Xiaoqing shouted with a pale face.
Nie Xiaoqian didn't respond.
Not long after, the two ghosts came to the Xiantian Spiritual Root Garden where the aroma of medicine overflowed.
"So many elixirs! Nie Xiaoqian, how did you discover this place? If we take these elixirs, that dead tree demon will not let us do anything!"
Before Xiao Qing finished speaking, she couldn't help but follow Nie Xiaoqian and flew into the wooden house in the southwest corner.
In the center, a plain millstone lies quietly.
The same scene and painful memories made Nie Xiaoqian, who came in first, shrink her neck and subconsciously retreat to the wall.
"What is this place? A millstone."
Xiao Qing, floating on the ground.
Two lines of gleaming golden text appeared in the void:
In the middle of the night, ghosts enter the house
Innate spiritual treasure, stimulated by ghosts and mills
"What?"
Xiao Qing's expression changed, and he waved the whip in his hand and whipped it.
Whoosh, a thick black whip came out of the millstone and struck Xiao Qing. Suddenly, Xiao Qing had a long bloody streak from her face to her chest, which was shocking.
"Nie Xiaoqian, you bitch, how dare you set a trap to harm me!"
Xiao Qing held the whip that was broken into two halves and shouted with a ferocious expression.
Nie Xiaoqian was startled, thought of something, and screamed quickly.
"Xiao Qing, throw away the whip quickly, otherwise you will suffer even worse."
Nie Xiaoqian's reminder was a step too late.
Snapped……
Another whip hit Xiao Qing's face, leaving another terrible blood mark.
"Nie Xiaoqian, you and I are at odds with each other!"
Xiaoqing believed that Nie Xiaoqian had tricked her and shouted angrily.
Nie Xiaoqian quickly ran to the millstone and pushed the wooden handle.
"Xiaoqing, come here quickly, push the millstone, and everything will be fine."
Xiaoqing, who had been whipped twice, was not stupid. When he saw this, he rushed over.
Because the wooden handle is too short, Xiaoqing's hand can't reach it much.
Snapped……
The third whip came again, exposing a large area of skin on his back.
Xiaoqing's face turned cold and she pushed Nie Xiaoqian aside.
"Bitch, get out of here!"
Snapped……
A whip struck Xiaoqian's body as she left the wooden handle, causing burning pain.
"you"
Xiaoqian also got angry, got up and pushed Xiaoqing aside.
Snapped……
Another whip hit Xiaoqing's buttocks, causing a wave of ups and downs.
