webnovelvip Chapter 4 004 Night Visit to Zhuxian Terrace
Chapter 4 004 Night Visit to Zhuxian Terrace
This sudden change made all the immortals almost stunned.
Bailing Immortal Venerable... What does this mean?
"Is it really necessary to deal with it according to the statement in this charter?"
"This... this can't be dealt with!"
"Do you feel that the Immortal Venerable has been a little strange since he woke up, and his personality is quite different from before, even the handwriting has changed a little, which is really weird."
"How can you discuss the matter of the immortal venerable, no matter how strange it is, he is also the most honorable venerable in the Nine Heavens."
"It's better to report this matter to the monarch, and let the monarch decide."
"Now it seems that this is the only way to do it."
All the immortal families did not dare to make a random decision about Bailing Immortal Venerable, and they all ran to the monarch for advice.
At this moment, the immortal who was being discussed by everyone was sitting in the secret room, staring at the portrait on the wall in a daze.
"What kind of plan is this Bai Simu planning to hide so many portraits of his real self?"
"I've never done this pose, how did he draw it."
"This clothes look like ordinary clothes, how can I still wear this?"
"And this look, what kind of look, I would look at people like this, and he doesn't understand me too much."
"However, these portraits are very lifelike. I don't know who painted them. It can't be Bai Simu who painted them himself!"
Peng Yi had been thinking about these paintings for a long time, but he still couldn't come up with a result.
He has searched this secret room all over, but he has not found any documents about the Asgard, they are all inconspicuous little things.
There are also many mortal things, in his opinion, all of which are worthless things, and they are hidden in this secret room for some reason.
However, Peng Yi's portraits are the most numerous. There are dozens of them hung and rolled.
Every portrait is lifelike, like looking in a mirror.
That is, there is no signature or date on it, and there is not even a starting point for research.
"What kind of medicine is sold in this Bai Simu gourd?"
Peng Yi used to think that he still knew this fairy very well. After all, he had been a rival for so many years, and he would fight once or twice every so often.
More or less understand this person's temperament.
It's nothing more than looking at everyone with the feeling that you are all dust, and there is no warmth in the eyes, high above, unattainable.
But I didn't expect this kind of person in private.
Could it be... is he studying tactics to defeat himself?
Peng Yi stood up abruptly, and for a moment felt that he had thought of the purpose of these portraits.
Did he study himself through these portraits?
If he uses spells to make the person in the portrait real, and fights with illusions, won't he be able to figure out his attack routine!
He had never thought of this method, no wonder he felt powerless in the last few fights, and finally had to resort to this method of killing each other.
This Bai Simu was really scheming, and he went so far in order to deal with him.
Peng Yi touched his chin, and suddenly remembered that on the day of the appointment, Bai Simu looked at him very differently from before.
Although it was still the same as usual, the feeling of being watched was too real.
Must have figured out a way to deal with him.
He still remembered the man's complexion changed drastically when he made the last move and made up his mind to die together.
It's a pity that I couldn't continue watching and lost consciousness.
But I didn't expect that when I woke up again, I would become this person.
In the middle, what went wrong.
It was the first time for Peng Yi to seriously think about this question, but after thinking about it for a long time, his mind went blank, and all the images that flashed were Bai Simu's terrified expression and incredible eyes.
How is this going?
There were footsteps outside the house, Peng Yi flashed out of the secret room, restored the bed to its original state, and there was a knock on the door.
Peng Yi supported his head, looked at the ground with dull eyes, and said casually: "Come in."
It is none other than the monarch in charge of Asgard.
Peng Yi raised his eyes for a while, and said silently in his heart: This monarch is far worse than Bai Simu.
In fact, the monarch was also extremely handsome, with a tall figure, and the bright yellow robe set off the noble and elegant temperament of the Lord of the Immortal Palace.
With a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he saw Peng Yi and greeted softly: "Is the injury of Xianzun recovered?"
Peng Yi tore open his skirt, revealing his tightly wrapped chest, and asked, "What do you think?"
In the sky and the earth, except for Bai Simu, he has never paid attention to others.
This monarch is the monarch of the Immortal Palace, not his Demon Palace, Peng Yi has no intention of dealing with it at all.
The monarch was not angry anymore, he lifted his robe, sat down directly opposite him, took the teacup by himself, and poured himself a glass of water.
"Xianzun seems to be a little different from before."
As he spoke, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Peng Yi was actually not afraid that these people would know his identity, even if they knew, so what, they would never attack this body.
After all, he really injured him with his hands, and it was Bai Simu's body that was damaged.
However, the answer to the mystery is always revealed at the end, so that people can be amazed. It is not his style to reveal the cards before the game has started.
He hasn't made enough noise in this Jiuchongtian, how could these people discover his existence so quickly.
Thinking of this, Peng Yi lowered his head slightly, propped his head and frowned and said, "Probably he was injured in the head. Recently, he always feels like there are two selves in his body, which is very noisy."
Speaking of this, he thought about the appearance of this person on weekdays, his eyes turned cold instantly, and he raised his head and said: "It's nothing, the monarch should not worry."
The monarch frowned. The Immortal Venerable just now didn't look like an Immortal Venerable, but the Immortal Venerable at this time is the one he is familiar with. What is... What's going on?
Peng Yi shook his head, pretending to be uncomfortable, rubbed his forehead, and asked as usual: "The monarch is here, what are you talking about?"
This is obviously the tone of the Immortal Venerable on weekdays.
The monarch exhaled: "I just came to see you. If the injury has not recovered, those palace affairs will be released first and let the people below handle it. It is not an important matter."
Naturally, Peng Yi couldn't ask for it. These stupid things are really troublesome and brain-intensive. I don't know how this Bai Simu can stand it on weekdays. Shouldn't these be the things this person in front of him should do?
"Well, that's fine too."
The monarch chatted with Peng Yi for a few more words, and after reassuring him to heal his wounds, he went out.
Peng Yi stretched, then got up on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.
Before doing anything, you always have to recharge your batteries.
But at this time, the monarch who came out of the door was downcast, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
He recruited a close attendant and ordered: "All the jade slips recently don't need to be sent to the Immortal Venerable, so that people can take good care of the Immortal Venerable. If there is any abnormal situation, you must report to me."
The servant received the order and went down to execute it, but the monarch who had already walked out of the bamboo forest turned his head to look at the palace again, and then strode away.
Peng Yi slept until dark, and woke up in the middle of the night.
This is also because the Immortal Venerable's own strength is superior, otherwise an ordinary Immortal would have died if he was stabbed by Miexin Sword like this.
He lowered his head and tore off the white gauze on his chest. The new flesh inside had grown out, the color was pink and delicate, and it looked... just like a woman, not manly at all.
"What if this can never be changed?"
He absolutely couldn't bear to live with this face on his face.
Find a way to go back to the Demon Palace and see how your body is doing now.
Peng Yi stayed in this living room all day, feeling that he was going to be moldy, so he went out to cause some trouble for this fairy palace.
Speaking of what exactly Zhuxian Terrace looked like, he had never seen it before.
Just as soon as he went out, he felt a few tails following behind him, clearly and secretly, like surveillance.
Peng Yi sneered, to be able to sit on the throne of the monarch must not be a cheap lamp.
The master of the fairy palace actually sent someone to follow and monitor him.
Are you suspicious of him?
However, what does it matter, it's okay to play with them.
Peng Yi seemed to be unconscious and didn't notice any trace of these people at all, so he took this fairy palace as the back garden of the magic palace and started to stroll around.
The palace where Bai Simu lived was very large, with a living room, a kung fu room, an alchemy room, a meeting hall, a side room, and the residence of the attendants in the palace. It took a long time to walk around.
What Peng Yi was interested in was this person, and he wasn't very interested in where he lived, so after leaving the palace, he strolled all the way in the direction of Zhuxian Terrace.
It's just that he didn't realize that he didn't know this Zhuxian Terrace until he walked halfway.
He had never been to this Immortal Palace, and there was no one to ask for directions in the middle of the night.
Peng Yi thought for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the person hiding behind him, watching him.
Probably this person didn't expect such a thing to happen, and when he was caught by Peng Yi, he was still a little dazed, thinking about how to explain it.
"How to get to Zhuxian Terrace?"
"what?"
Peng Yi frowned impatiently, and brought this person in front of him: "Zhuxiantai, lead the way."
The little fairy was so frightened that he knelt down with a thump: "My lord, the monarch is worried about your body, so he let us follow you at any time, in case of accidents, this Zhuxian platform will be useless, and I hope the lord will spare your life." .”
Just being ordered to follow, how could he end up in Zhuxiantai? Is Xiaoxian's life so worthless these days?
Peng Yi looked at him amusedly: "If you dawdle any longer, I'll really push you down."
The little fairy was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the celestial venerable was really looking for someone to lead the way, and didn't mean to ask him to jump to Zhuxiantai. He breathed a sigh of relief, got up quickly, and led the way cautiously.
It's just that there are doubts in my mind, who in this fairy palace doesn't know the way to Zhuxiantai, why does the immortal need someone to lead the way?
Naturally, they can't interfere with the matter of the immortal.
Peng Yi happily walked along with the little fairy towards Zhuxian Terrace.
But at this time, far away in the Miexin Hall of the Demon Palace, the motionless Demon Lord lying on the stone bed in a black coat quietly opened his eyes.
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Peng Yi: Painting so many paintings to study me has ulterior motives.
Xianzun: think too much
Monarch: Immortal Venerable seems to have a split personality
感谢在2020-12-0300:21:24~2020-12-0411:03:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Sujiu wine;
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