The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

In the battle between Feng Xiyue and the five quasi-immortals, it seemed that Feng Xiyue had won.

But in fact, at the last moment, he was just bluffing.

As soon as the five left, he passed out directly. Fortunately, his subordinates fished him back and fed him a high-level elixir, and he barely woke up.

If it was just a competition of force, he could completely defeat them, but one of them was the well-known old poison king Mo Kan in the cultivation world.

The one most monks dare not provoke in this world is the poisonous cultivator.

Even if he has attained Mahayana Dzogchen, he is not invincible, and if he is not careful, he will fall into the path of poisonous cultivation.

"Do you know what kind of poison you have?" Old Hei asked with a serious face.

Even though it clearly looks like a cat, it has an air of a majestic elder who cannot be violated.

"I don't know yet, ahem!"

Feng Xiyue was even more forbearing, and even coughed up a mouthful of blood.

But he said again: "No problem, I will find a way to force the poison out."

"Is there really a way?"

Although Lao Hei has tens of thousands of years of social experience, he is not good at drugs.

Lin Bufan didn't know anything about poison, and neither a person nor a cat could help him.

For a while, the two of them and the cat fell into silence, and their anxiety increased rather than decreased.

She knew in her heart that it was impossible to simply force out the poison Feng Xiyue was poisoned by.

However, suddenly.

Feng Xiyue, who was forbearance just now, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and then pointed at the wall and started cursing.

"Those sons of a bitch, dare to use poison on me, I will definitely smash their corpses into thousands of pieces, they are numb.

Eighteen generations of your ancestors today, and the children born in the next eighteen generations have no assholes. "

Lin Bufan: I'll go, do you want to say hello when you switch your personality?
Then, all the furniture in the secret room suffered, and they were all smashed into pieces.

Fortunately, he was still sensible and didn't take pictures of people and cats.

After all, Lao Hei had lived with Feng Xiyue for thousands of years, and he was probably used to this kind of phenomenon, so he was not surprised, but just winked at Lin Bufan.

One person and one cat quickly left the cultivation secret room, and when he left, Lao Hei still didn't forget to hold the holy-rank red flame fruit in his mouth.

It would be a pity if it was smashed by a palm.

Mi Tianzong, the conference hall.

Hundreds of people from the sect's leader, plus the patriarch Fu Yuheng who didn't hear anything outside the window, all made their debuts,
There was only one topic of discussion, Lin Bufan did not return to the sect.

In normal times, has he come back?Who cares?

But this moment is different.

Because he won the first place, because he won a holy-level spiritual fruit that is hard to find in the world.

If this holy-level spiritual fruit was brought back to the sect and refined into a pill, the six great masters plus the ancestors and some important elders might all be able to rise to a higher level.

Unfortunately, he never came back.

How to do?
Right now everyone is waiting for Xiao Chuyi to express his opinion.

They believed that when the master went to invite the apprentice back, the apprentice would not dare not lose face.

But Xiao Chuyi sat on the chair with his eyes closed, like an old monk in meditation.

He couldn't face the fact that his apprentice, who had been abandoned by him for ten years, got the first place.

He didn't want to see the big apprentice at all, and it was even more impossible for him to invite the big apprentice back with an old face.

"Junior brother Xiao, today's nephew Lin has been reborn. As his master, can't you accept his changes? You must make the relationship so rigid."

Qiu Weiming said sadly: "That child, hey!"

He said it as if his heart was terribly distressed, and then he said seriously:
"If you dislike him, how about issuing a statement to terminate the master-student relationship between you, and I will accept him as an apprentice?"

But as soon as the words were finished, someone raised objections, and Yu Hengzi stood up to speak.

"Senior brother Qiu, you have been busy with trivial matters of the sect all day, it is hard enough.

If Nephew Lin is willing, I am very happy to accept him as a personal disciple.

I am willing to teach him what I have learned all my life, and I will love him like my own son.

Instead of just carrying the title of master and apprentice like someone. "

To put it more simply, a certain person just occupies the latrine and does not shit.

"I'm also willing to accept him as an apprentice." Long Feizi also jumped out, "That kid was very smart when he was young. If Senior Brother Xiao hadn't taken him as an apprentice first, he might have become my apprentice."

"Junior Brother Long, pull it down!" Yu Hengzi gave him a blank look, and directly tore down the stage.

"I've heard you say it several times, saying that Martial Nephew Lin is mediocre and it's not wise to practice the way of the sword.

Now you say that he has been smart since he was a child, and you have long wanted to take him as a disciple.

Why haven't I heard you say that you want to take him in as a disciple? "

"I, I!" Long Feizi blushed, "I admit, I did say that Nephew Lin is not suitable for swordsmanship, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to take him in as an apprentice!

If he worships me as his teacher, I will definitely make him a master craftsman. "

"Master of Artifact Refining!" Yu Hengzi yelled back again, "You are only at the sixth rank, and your apprentice has become a master of Artifact Refining, how do you deal with yourself?"

Long Feizi: "You, you think the sixth rank is easy? Aren't you just a sixth rank spell master?"

Yu Hengzi: "At least I'm not talking big."

"Stop arguing, all of you."

The patriarch Fu Yuheng who was sitting at the top stood up, interrupted the quarrel between the two, stroked his beard and said:
"Tell him to come back, and the deity accepts him as a disciple."

Well!Everyone was stunned!

The ancestor's apprentices, what should they be called?

There are many generations in between!I'm afraid I will have to call Lin Bufan Master Uncle from now on!

Although everyone present hoped that Lin Bufan could return to Mi Tianzong, they didn't want him to come back to be the ancestor.

"No!"

Xiao Chuyi, who had always been a dull gourd, finally opened his eyes, and then slowly stood up, the coldness in his eyes almost made the entire conference hall freeze.

"As long as I, Xiao Chuyi, are still alive, Lin Bufan will be my apprentice, and you all want to steal my apprentice while you're resting."

After all, he just walked away.

I don't even want to give my ancestors face.

"Junior Brother Xiao, stop."

Qiu Weiming wanted to stop him, but he pushed him, and immediately fell off his ass.

"Hiss! Brother Xiao!"

This bad temper really deserves a beating.

Everyone blew their beards and stared.

……

After Kong Rong made pear-style pushes and meddlements, Lin Bufan and Lao Hei jointly eliminated the time bomb.

"Holy Rank Red Flame Fruit".

The taste is terrible, so bitter that I want to cry.

But thinking of its excellent efficacy, one person and one cat still bite the bullet and eat it.

After eating, it was even more painful.

Their whole bodies felt as if they were being pricked by needles, which made them wonder if the fruit was poisonous.

But fortunately, after an hour, the pain finally eased, followed by a riot of aura in the body.

Especially Lin Bufan, the reaction was extremely strong.

The cultivation base soared at a terrifying speed.

Looking inside the dantian, it seems that there are already signs of alchemy, a crooked bead is spinning around the soul-suppressing evil spirit bead.

"Boy, find a place to cross the lightning tribulation."