I really want to be a cook

"I can understand that you have to pay back the favor you owed to Yaomeng. I can also take Qiye back, but now you have gone too far."

The old man's name is Liu Weiming, he is the guardian elder of the Butian lineage, and he is also the guide who led Qiye into the demon gate.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled nonchalantly:

"Old Liu, I gave you a lot of face, I personally sent him out, and I waited for two hours.

But this kid doesn't want my face, and asked me for an explanation?

Haha, I also didn't expect that the son of your family is at this level, and you are still a demon, and you are still a son?

In the magic gate, fist is king, when he can beat me, I will give him this explanation.

Today, for Liu Lao's sake, since he has already been tricked by me, the offense to me before will be forgotten.

Of course, if Mr. Liu came a little later next time, it might not be so.

Hahaha"

Amidst the laughter, the figure of the middle-aged man shattered like a bubble, without leaving even a trace of breath.

Shadow Fiend, when he appears in your shadow, you are dead.

Liu Weiming didn't care about his ridicule, let alone his leaving.

He just walked forward, picked up Qiye who was paralyzed on the ground, his muscles and bones were broken and unable to move, and fed him a healing pill:

"Using the body of a master to challenge the great master, I don't know if you are stupid or I am stupid, but you actually chose you as my son?"

Qiye swallowed the elixir with difficulty and coughed up blood.

Even at this time, he never showed any pain, as if he wasn't the one who was hurt.

There was even a hint of a smile that was unbelievable in Liu Weiming's eyes on the corner of his mouth:

"I know you're here, so I won't die."

"If you don't want to die, you just torment yourself like this? Do you really think you can't kill yourself? Your magic skill should have almost reached its limit, right?

If you continue to practice, your body will be useless. I don't want outsiders to say that I am confused when I am getting old, and I have chosen a holy son who is useless. "

Liu Weiming said unhappily.

He is also one of the few people who knows that Qiye is carrying the Star Absorbing Magic Tome.

This sect of magic is as strong as it is strong, and Qiye was able to achieve such a state of kung fu in a short period of time, thanks to the star-absorbing magic tome.

Success and failure are also the same, too mixed forces are doomed not to reach the highest level.

Hearing this, Qiye looked up at the dome of the palace. It was a black-gold dragon sculpture with its teeth and claws open, with a ferocious face, and it wanted to devour people.

"But if this sword doesn't go out, I'm not happy."

As the elixir took effect, Qiye gradually regained his strength and was able to barely move.

He stared at the direction where the middle-aged man disappeared just now:

"Within five years, I will sacrifice him to my sword!"

"Okay, ambitious!"

Liu Weiming couldn't tell whether he was praising or mockingly giving a thumbs up in front of Qiye:

"It's just that I'm afraid that your current body won't survive that time.

Let the old man count, how many bombs are planted on you now.

Needless to say, the star-absorbing magic tome.

I'm sure, if you use it again three or five times, the Qi meridians will be reversed, the dantian will burst, and you will go mad and die.

There is also the big blood magic hand, don't deny it, the old man knew right away that your big blood magic hand has been practiced to a near-mastery level.

The old man doubts that you are the reincarnation of the God of Death, right?

Otherwise, how could there be such an entry in such a short period of time, such a strong killing spirit, where do you usually hide it, and when will you release it for the old man to see.

Don't you know that once this thing explodes, even if the Da Luo Jinxian comes, it won't be able to save you?

All right, these old men won't argue with you first.

I just want to know why you still want to practice the technique of drawing the sword and cutting the sky? !

Is it because the inheritance of mending the sky that I taught you is not strong enough?

Do you have to choose this magic skill with serious sequelae?

Could it be that Laozi's sky-replenishing thorn is worse than drawing a sword and cutting the sky?

Or do you look down on the old man? ! "

Five questions in a row made Qiye speechless.

He was stunned for a while, before he said dully:

"I just think it's faster to kill people with the sword and cut the sky."

"me"

Liu Weiming was so angry that the three corpses jumped up and down, and the neatly combed white beard also jumped up.

"I let you hurry up!"

Liu Weiming stomped his foot on the ground, only to hear a series of crackling sounds, and the stone brick floor in the palace cracked directly, revealing a terrifying crack that was several feet wide and tens of meters long.

The power of one kick is so terrifying.

"Drawing the sword and cutting the sky is the strongest and sharpest. It is the number one killing sword in the Demon Sect. Once you practice this sword, there is no way back. It is the only unsolvable skill among the ten skills of the Demon Sect.

Soon your feelings will become weaker and weaker, and your humanity will become less and less, and you will become a sword, a ruthless swordsman.

Oh no, the old man almost forgot, you have also practiced the bloody magic hand, and you will definitely be a magic sword full of killing.

Using his own vitality as the fuel of the sword, it burns extremely brightly.

Tsk tsk, at that time, I'm afraid the old man will retreat three feet when he sees you.

When the time comes to kill the Shadow-thorn, you probably won't need a few swords, but you still remember the Shadow-thorn at that time, will you still remember today? "

Qiye didn't care about Liu Weiming's sarcasm.

Maybe it was a serious injury, or maybe even an ordinary child could kill him at this time, so he made a rare joke with Liu Weiming:

"But you're still here, aren't you?

A friend of mine once told me that no one would be willing to give up a man as good as me. "

Liu Weiming was stunned for a moment.

Which bastard said this, so brazen? !

Can be biased

What the fuck said is true!

After a while, Liu Weiming sighed:

"Perhaps I made a mistake in placing you here in the first place.

Although that guy An Long is not up to the task, he does things in a reasonable manner, and he won't make a mess here like you.

I was too impatient. "

But soon Liu Weiming refuted himself fiercely:

"No, those bastards are too good-for-nothing! After all, we have worked so hard to train our substitute sons for many years, but they haven't survived a year in your hands.

If it wasn't for their ineffectiveness, how could you clear the level immediately?

That's right, that's it! "

"Okay, old man."

After Qiye stood for a while, he couldn't hold on anymore, and he sat softly on the ground:

"Tell me why you transferred me back first? Then tell me how to save yourself. Let's figure out the rest later."

Liu Weiming glanced at the floor, then swept it casually, and it was immediately clean and bright.

He also sat down in front of Qiye, first he lost a burst of true energy, and soon lost his mind, but he obviously felt that Qiye's spirit was better.

"I can't blame you for this matter, we usually do our own thing, and occasionally go out to harm others, what a happy day, everyone is used to it.

But since you came here, the assassination list of the Thirteen Kingdoms has been changed within a year, don't tell me that's not how your current skills come from.

Be darling, the market in the killer world is low now, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a job.

But this breaks the rules!

But who made you the holy son of our family, the old man will help you.

But you helped that bloody master Jiang, and you killed the post and exterminated the family. The key is that you haven't covered your face, and let people see it.

Now everyone knows that our Momen intends to intervene in the martial arts situation of the Thirteen Kingdoms.

The old man couldn't stand it anymore.

The Thirteen Kingdoms is a buffer zone specially left by the Three Kingdoms. Don't look at them all jumping around happily now, but there are people watching from above, and they can't escape the palm of their hands.

And the Tianzun in Tianzun Palace is reluctant to leave her ice cave all year round, and doesn't care about anything, as long as she doesn't provoke her, everyone assumes that she doesn't exist.

You are now making a big fanfare to establish a drug alliance, what do other people think?What do the big guys in the door think?

Now that the Wuyue Sword Sect Alliance is imminent, the battle between righteousness and evil is also happening in a blink of an eye, and the situation of martial arts in the world is changing rapidly.

The hundred-year-old plan of the boss above cannot be damaged in the slightest. If you are a young bird, who will you mess with?

So letting you go back is protecting you! "

Liu Weiming said earnestly, as if I broke my heart for you.

Qiye is still undeniable.

The old man's mouth has always been a deceitful ghost, there must be other reasons that have not been explained clearly.

But these are also enough.

After all, he is not strong enough.

If he can be like the Tianzun in Tianzun Palace, no one can ignore her existence. A word from her can change the whole situation.

"How are you going to save me?"

Qiye calmly asked the second question.

"Hey, why do you feel like the old man is begging you to save you with your current attitude?"

Liu Weiming's teeth were so sour at the moment, but looking at Qiye's handsome face that was still bloodstained even though his hair was messy, he suddenly lost his anger.

He said in a muffled voice:

"The Sutra of Repairing the Sky, in ancient times, there was a Nuwa who smelted stones to mend the blue sky. Our lineage of mending the sky also has the same name. If you can't mend the sky, other things can mend it. As long as you practice the Sutra of Repairing the Sky, all the injuries on your body will be healed." Can be restored to the most perfect state.

Of course, except for that damned Sword Slashing Heaven Technique!

It's a pity that this thing can't fill the brain! "

This is also the reason why he dared to watch Qiye continue to die, but as he talked, his anger came up again.

"Why are you out of your mind and want to practice this damn kung fu?!"

"Oh."

Qiye nodded, not unexpectedly.

Don't look at the old man's attitude towards him, as if he was his own grandson.

But if he was worthless, he would be just a weed by the roadside or a piece of gravel in the eyes of the old man, and he wouldn't even be in the mood to take a second look.

So he was grateful in his heart, but it would be too stupid to really regard the old man as a close relative.

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