Chapter 13: A Maiden Stands Above the Bloody Sea with Proud Bones and a Lingering Chill
One drunk and couldn't help but ask it out.
Normally, with his current IQ, he wouldn't ask such a question. No matter what kind of confrontation it is, once you ask "why", you'll thoroughly fall into a disadvantageous position.
The question should be repeatedly pondered and considered in one's heart, only this time Yinnu caught him off guard, with a bit of a stunned expression.
"The strong rule in this world!"
Yin Yu met a drunken gaze, her eyes were full of determination, but her emotions fluctuated violently.
One intoxication in the heart, one surprise, just now did not notice, Yinu's cultivation has actually reached the peak of building foundation, even stronger than the highest cultivation of "Fa" character generation Fa Bao.
If he hadn't sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy, he might not have paid attention to Inu's cultivation.
As a cultivator, Inu's innate talent is exceptionally good to have reached such a level of cultivation in such a short period of time.
The strong rule in this world of cultivators.
One intoxication in the heart silently recited once, what Yinnuo said was right, the world of practitioners is a world where the strong prey on the weak, all peace is just an illusion under restraint!
"Actually, as long as you want to, you can become a free cultivator at any time."
He said quietly with a drunken tone.
The fact is that even if she doesn't rely on others, the cultivation of Yinnuo's peak is enough to make her gain sufficient respect in front of many Qi-refining cultivators in the cultivation world.
And when he says that, the underlying message is: she doesn't need to come find him to have children at all, it's completely unnecessary, and if she wants to have kids, she doesn't need to come find him either!
"Do you know? I still have countless compatriots who are suffering from slavery at this moment, forever without a day of rest..."
Yinu said this with such fervent eyes that even Yichun didn't have the courage to meet his gaze.
Those cultivators became cultivator slaves, it's not their fault, but the cruelty of the Great Ming Boundary, and even the entire cultivation world!
Survival of the fittest.
As a member of the Great Ming border, I am ashamed but not shaken in the slightest.
It is just like war; when a war is inevitable, it is sacred.
In any case, the fate of Yinnuo and their new territory was sealed from the moment they were discovered. The weak resistance forces were not enough to resist the overwhelming attack of the Xiu army, and they would either be conquered by the Great Ming Territory or other territories, with no other choice.
For a moment, he guessed a little of Yinnu's mind, but he didn't dare to believe it, so he opened his eyes wide.
"Did you guess it? Yes, I want a child, a child with the blood of Yijie, a child with the extraordinary talent of the bloodline."
When Yinnu looked at Yizui with an almost begging gaze, Yizui's heart was extremely shaken.
When an otherworldly beauty begs for your love under the hazy moonlight with a pitiful expression, there are few people who can resist.
The strong are revered, and for those from Yijie to shake off their slave status, a powerful figure with Yijie blood must rise up!
You really look up to me, one drunk in the heart silently recited a sentence, heaven knows how strong the foundation of the Great Ming boundary is, with one person's power to resist the accumulation of countless years of the Great Ming boundary, just thinking about it makes people's scalp numb.
People in the realm of Yi want to stand up with integrity and righteousness, what kind of cultivation is needed as support? Zhen Xian? Jin Xian? Or the legendary Tian Xian?
Thinking of this, a drunk heart has already cooled down by more than half. The world is so big, and there are so many people who want to ascend to immortality. How many can truly break through the immortal realm?
"Why look for me? You should go find a great master."
One drunk, his mind clear and calm, he's not a man who loses his senses to beauty. Being used as a tool for reproduction isn't what he wants; only when emotions and reason align between men and women will he gladly accept it.
Yinu as the Holy Maiden of Yijie, held a high position, she was naturally a very intelligent woman, so she certainly knew the meaning of intoxication, and also understood the disgust and dislike in her heart.
"In fact, when Master Yideng saved me at that time, it was just a transaction. I handed over the town's treasure to him, and now it seems that I did the right thing. Master Yideng is indeed a good person."
Yinuo's voice was soft and didn't sound angry at all.
But one drunkenness is also a daze, didn't expect it to be such a thing, thinking that everything in the key of intoxication is also clear, no wonder the old monk Yideng was so hard at the time, even sacrificing his own face to save Izuno.
It's just that Yideng is too unfair, he received a treasure of the town boundary and didn't reveal any news at all. Yizui thought that Yideng, the old monk, was going to find a woman because of his iron tree blooming. That's why he asked Yinu why she didn't go find Yideng earlier.
But Yideng is indeed a honest man, after receiving benefits he made an effort to save Inu, if it were someone else they might have killed him to silence him.
"I don't like women who are too clever."
After listening to Yinnuo's explanation, he said with a serious face, even Zui felt his own pretentiousness.
But there was one sentence he didn't say together with them, that is, he didn't want to be a tool, even for the sacred activity of carrying on the family line.
Yinu couldn't help but roll her eyes, and that one glance of hers left Yizhen stunned.
Some women, even if they wear the cheapest and coarsest hemp clothes, will still shine brightly, and it's really enviable to be born with a beautiful appearance.
"I knew it, so I've told you everything."
Yinu said slowly and calmly, as if he had already made up his mind.
This time it's his turn to roll his eyes in his heart, feeling extremely embarrassed, is he really that stupid in this woman's eyes?
Moreover, she was wrong about one thing - Zui Yuexing had a hot-blooded and eccentric personality, it was impossible to lead him by the nose.
The beauty trick is good, but it doesn't always work. So, after a brief pause at her feet, she turned around and walked towards the gate.
Just as Yinnu followed with an expressionless face, Zui had already closed the gate.
The room fell silent, and in an instant, Yinnuo felt a great sense of absurdity. She had already put down all her guard, but the man didn't even bother to glance at her before closing the door.
At this moment, her innermost feeling was not shame or guilt, but confusion.
And as I got drunk, my mood improved a lot when I walked into the small courtyard.
If she bravely dedicates herself because of her love for him, as a man, he will cherish it well.
Unfortunately, he still hasn't grown a face that can make people fall in love at first sight, so this is impossible.
In the world of Xiū Jiè, sometimes love is worthless, but other times it can shake heaven and earth. This is a living world filled with emotions.
The small courtyard had been carefully cleaned up by Yao, and was spotless and tidy.
After getting drunk and throwing away all thoughts about Ynu, the woman's burden was too heavy, so heavy that he didn't want to face it.
She had the idea of having a child, and she was already step by step becoming an object, an object without flesh and blood. If she couldn't wake up, she would forever become an object.
One intoxication will put all the purchased medicinal materials into a boiling wooden bucket, wait until the medicine is released, and then get in, with his neck down completely submerged in the liquid.
Exposure to high temperatures, the skin quickly turns red, but there is no discomfort at all. A pair of hands inserts a silver needle into each acupoint, while circulating spiritual energy and absorbing medicinal properties.
This intense stimulation is painful, a drunken body isn't made of iron, he feels it too, but as a man should be strong, can't even bear this little bit of pain, how can he go further?
These medicinal properties are hardly sufficient for a majestic spiritual power like yours, and instead serve to stimulate the circulation of your spiritual energy.
If one could see through, they would be able to see the spiritual energy inside the body constantly circulating, changing color bit by bit, finally turning into pure golden color and transforming into a drop of golden elixir pouring into the dantian of the drunken immortal.
Then the golden elixir in the midst of it again gives birth to strands of spiritual power, which in the meridians continuously expand and surge, transforming from a small stream into a great river, finally turning into a drop of golden liquid that returns to the dan Tian, circulating repeatedly, consolidating the foundation and nourishing the origin.
No mistake, the cultivation of one drunk has already formed a elixir!
It's an incredibly crazy thing, once you reach the Golden Elixir realm, you can be called the Golden Elixir Ancestor. On one hand, it shows the status of the Golden Elixir cultivator, and on the other hand, the cultivators who have reached the Golden Elixir realm are generally not young anymore.
And yet, at the age of eighteen, he stepped into the threshold of a Golden Elixir Cultivator, and no one could associate him with that Liang Country's Crown Prince who was destined to be unsuitable for both internal energy cultivation and external body refinement from birth.
Have to say, Inuyasha's eyesight is extremely good.
She found Yi Zui, not just a momentary impulse, but with her own thoughts. When Gu Mingyue learned of Yi Zui's Dharma name, she only felt vaguely uneasy, while Yinu thought more about it.
She had been feeling her way in the dark for some time before that, and she didn't need to send someone after him; that would have been too obvious and might have aroused suspicion.
However, she has her own advantages. As long as she hears a little bit of information from San Qian Xiu Nu's mouth, she can infer many things.
When she learned that Yizhen could move freely alone in the Demon Forest Sea, she had a bold guess, which was also an important reason why she would muster up the courage to confess to Yizhen tonight.
One intoxication, not proud or impatient, on Mount Hwatai, one step at a time, leaving footprints as he walks. He has eaten so much bitterness that he can no longer remember it all; he only knows that a man should stand tall and strong, a man should be self-reliant and never give up!
The fire under the wooden bucket was still burning fiercely, but in the drunken sea of consciousness, a change was quietly taking place.
This is a world divided into two parts, with heavy snow floating above, never stopping, and the icy cold breath makes people shiver at a glance.
But the chill in this heavy snow was even more frightening than one could imagine.
Below is a calm sea of blood, boundless and endless, merging into a vast world.
This is an intoxicated sea of consciousness, completely different from the ordinary person's sea of consciousness.
The place where the sea of blood and the great snow intersected had formed a thick layer of ice, creating an endless expanse of icy tundra. The falling snow silently increased the height of the ice layer, while the sea of blood was quietly melting it away. At this moment, the world was filled with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
Tearing open the snowflake-woven sky, a figure in white stands atop the icy tundra of blood, as if countless snowflakes are dancing for her alone.
White clothes surpass snow, elegant demeanor transcends generations, proud bones withstand cold.
A pair of eyes that were beautiful beyond human comparison slowly opened.

