Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Chapter 505 The days of being a pendant for the holy monk 26

For those who have spiritual roots and can practice, spiritual springs are like buffs like spiritual stones.

But for He Shichen, it was a heavy burden.

Even though he couldn't really hurt him because of the Buddha's bones, the burning pain was real.

He Shichen didn't care about that at all.

Now he didn't dare to stab his heart with a knife, so he had to reach into the water and carefully hold Yun Chen's ankle.

Although there is a Buddhist temple built in the Demon Realm, and the main hall is magnificent and towering into the clouds, no one has ever gone in to worship.

Now that the monk has arrived, the sound of tapping the wooden fish can be heard.

The voice was still pious.

But it's not the Buddha, but the Demon Lord.

He Shichen moved while keeping a close eye on Yun Chen.

Seeing the blood on the Demon Lord's face gradually returning, and occasionally puffing out his chest and humming, he felt relieved a little.

With palpitations in his heart, He Shichen made his choice.

He released his palm, carefully pushed the beads onto Demon Lord's wrist, closed his eyes and kissed his lips: "If you are born with Buddha bones, you are destined to save all living beings..."

"Yun Chen."

"From now on, you are all living beings."

[Ding, He Shichen’s strategy value is +2, and the current strategy value is 94]

[Ding, He Shichen’s blackening value is -2, and the current blackening value is 6]

After Yun Chen returned to the Demon Palace from Wenmin Temple, he was covered in blood and felt extremely depressed. What lingered in his mind was He Shichen's determination to save Mu Jianfeng.

Angrily, he gave himself a sword, and Yun Chen finally understood.

Master Guanchen is willing to save him, but he only adheres to the idea of ​​​​saving all sentient beings.

He saved himself with good intentions, but he went to destroy his lifelong practice.

I was attracted to the monk and had evil thoughts...

Yun Chen laughed to himself, and suddenly felt the weak remnant soul in his consciousness.

Ever since he picked up the Sun-Shielding Sword, this remnant soul has been attached to his consciousness.

That was the former owner of the Sun-Shielding Sword.

This ray of consciousness could not speak, nor could it do any harm to Yun Chen, but it had been with Yun Chen for thousands of years.

Yun Chen's fingers gently brushed against the intricately carved hilt of the Sun-Shielding Sword, and he suddenly said, "How about I refine it into the Moon-Chasing Spiritual Sword again?"

The remnant soul trembled violently.

If Yun Chen destroys the Sun-Shielding Sword, this remnant soul will also disappear with it.

But if Yun Chen refining the Sun-Shielding Sword into the Spirit Sword Zhuyue, the broken soul will have something to rely on, and when the opportunity comes, it can be reborn!

Sun-shielding Sword seemed to understand what Yun Chen meant, and was stunned like the remnant soul of its master.

When Yun Chen stretched out his hand again, he twisted the sun-shielding sword a few times and took the initiative to stick to it.

The dull pain in his heart was somewhat relieved. Yun Chen felt the resonance of the sun-shielding sword and the remnant soul, and finally put the monk's affairs behind him for the time being.

He knocked on the hilt of his sword and said, "Take me to Lingquan in the back mountain."

Yun Chen placed a ban, took off his clothes, stepped into the spiritual spring, and began to refine the magic sword.

The Sun-Shielding Sword is extremely cooperative, but it is a magic sword after all.

Yun Chen also knew that the Sun-shielding Sword was not that easy to refine, so he came to Lingquan in advance.

After several backlashes, Yun Chen's heart was damaged and he passed out.

Before his consciousness disappeared, Yun Chen calculated the time. He would probably be unconscious for ten and a half days. He used the last ray of clarity to check the restrictions again to ensure that the magic envoy could not break in without permission.

[System 112:...] If he hadn't asked me if I had any more melon seeds before he fainted, I would have believed him!

After an unknown period of time, Yun Chen returned to consciousness.

Before he even opened his eyes, his consciousness reached out habitually.

At this time, his body was still soaking in the spiritual spring, but his waist was supported by a hand, and the back of his head was resting on someone's arm.

Most importantly.

At this time, he was lying on his back by the spring. In his blurry vision, he could see the man's chest soaked in spring water and his long and tight neck.

Although the water flow alleviated the pain somewhat, it also reminded him in a real way.

He is being violated.

Yun Chen used his spiritual energy vigilantly, but his weak body stiffened violently, and blood gushed from his throat.

The person holding him immediately took him into his arms and wiped the blood on the corner of his lips at a loss. His originally gentle voice was trembling with heartache: "Why is this happening, Yun Chen..."

"Wake up and look at me."

Yun Chen was slightly startled and struggled to open his eyes to see the person in front of him clearly: "Monk?"

Along with the throbbing, doubts also came to my mind.

How could He Shichen come here?

How is it possible...

Don’t do this kind of thing with yourself again.

Yun Chen moved slightly, and the beads on his wrists swayed, making a slight sound of wood hitting.

Suddenly, Yun Chen understood.

He was once again trapped in an illusion created by his inner demons.

The inner demon was sensible this time and knew to give him something sweet to taste first!

Yun Chen lazily bent the corners of his lips, gave up resistance, and his body suddenly softened.

He Shichen caught him immediately, curling his fingers. He forgot where he was in his anxiety and wanted to get the knife from the basket on his back.

He Shichen: "Yun Chen. Don't be afraid if you feel uncomfortable, I..."

Yun Chen stretched out his hand, hooked his neck, and put his lips to his.

The inner demon won't give him too much sweetness, and maybe He Shichen will give him a knife soon.

Gotta hurry up.

Yun Chen: "Monk, say you love me."

He Shichen's always red eyes were filled with tears. When he kissed him back, his breath was messy, but his voice remained pious and solemn: "I love you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him suddenly became stagnant, and in the silence there was only the gurgling sound of spring water.

Yun Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

He pushed He Shichen away violently, took off his beads and threw them back to him: "Who allowed you to come to my devil's palace!"

"roll."

"Go back to your Wenming Mountain, build your Buddha, and send your medicine."