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At the same time, Jiang Zhuoan was not having an easy time.

Half of his body was soaked in the cold pool, and the lingering cold air stained his eyelashes with white frost. Whenever he wanted to practice, Yan Qingning's tearful confession to him always popped up in his mind.

"There is nothing wrong with the demons. The demons are not despicable things..."

"There are good demons among demons, and there are scum among humans."

"There are also good demons in the demon clan. We don't kill innocent people..."

"Demons... are not all evil..."

……

That person appeared in front of him in a high-profile manner over and over again, and reminded him every time he inadvertently reminded him that he had brought back a demon.

A demon that goes against the right path he follows.

Between them is the gap between races and the difference between good and evil.

Jiang Zhuo'an frowned deeply and condensed spiritual power in his palms, trying to force himself into a state of cultivation.

As a result, the spiritual energy circulated for less than a week, and the backlash forced him to turn pale, and his heart was filled with pain. He spit out a mouthful of bruises, dyeing the white clothes on his chest red, and turning the crystal clear cold pool into a cold one at that moment. Got to be turbid...

Jiang Zhuo'an clutched his chest and panted heavily, trying to calm the restless spiritual power in his body.

His mind is confused!

If this continues, sooner or later he will become obsessed...

Reason told him that he should kill that demon clan and continue to carry out his responsibility of slaying demons and setting the right path, but he didn't.

He just closed his eyes and leaned against the cold pool, quietly waiting for the restless spiritual power in his body to calm down.

It happened that at this moment, a paper crane flew around him and landed in front of him. It had the same aloof attitude as its owner.

Jiang Zhuoan took a breath and suppressed the restlessness of spiritual power in his body, then reached out to catch the paper crane and mobilized his spiritual power to unfold the paper crane.

"Come quickly to Guixu Palace."

The words were concise and clear, with the man's usual arrogance.

Jiang Zhuo'an crushed the paper crane with an expressionless face, stood up from the cold pool with his tired body, used his spiritual power to dry the moisture on his body, then lifted up a white shirt of Tan Bian and put it on his body, and fired Without restraining, he directly performed a teleportation technique and went to the gate of Guixu Palace.

There were many people gathered inside, most of them were complimenting the leader Shen Ke. Only a few people noticed Jiang Zhuo'an standing alone outside the door.

Gradually, more and more people began to turn their attention to him, completely forgetting the existence of Shen Ke on the high seat.

Jiang Zhuo'an's appearance is pure and unparalleled. Whenever he appears on the stage, he can attract many people's attention.

Shen Ke looked at the scene in front of him indifferently, gritting his teeth in anger, but he still maintained the gentle and tolerant mask on his face.

He looked at Jiang Zhuo'an and said warmly: "Since Heng'an is here, why are you still lingering outside the door?"

Jiang Zhuo'an's face was slightly stiff, and he followed his instructions and walked into the Guixu Palace. He walked in front of him and saluted politely: "Zhuo'an has met the master."

"Heng'an, you have always known etiquette best." Shen Ke's words were very meaningful, his eyes lingering on his knees from time to time, and then he said: "I recently accepted a wanker, but it's a pity that he doesn't understand Etiquette, even the most basic bowing ceremony cannot be done well, so I thought... Since Heng'an understands etiquette so well, I think he can lead by example, so that this dandy of mine can learn etiquette!"

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately stirred up waves. Everyone gathered together in twos and threes to discuss, and from time to time, they also cast their eyes on Jiang Zhuoan and Shen Ke who were on the high seat.

"Is the leader's move a bit excessive? After all, Heng'an Immortal Lord is a great hero who has slaughtered many demons!"

"So what? Don't forget, no matter how powerful Heng'an Immortal Lord is, he is only an elder. How can he be compared with the master!"

"Strength is one thing, power is another. Even if the leader goes too far today, if Heng'an Immortal Master still wants to stay here, he must act accordingly."

"But this...isn't this trying to embarrass Heng'an Immortal Lord?"

……

Shen Ke didn't pay attention to the sounds below, his long and narrow eyes stared at Jiang Zhuan so closely.

The excitement in his eyes almost overflowed when he thought that the Heng'an Immortal Lord, who had always been cold and aloof, had to kneel down and worship him due to the pressure of power.

He just wanted everyone to watch how the Immortal Lord they revered as a god humbly knelt before him.

He just wanted to make this unattainable bright moon bow before him. It would be best if it fell into the mud and let him step on it a few more times.

It is obvious that he is the head of Tianshu Sect, and he is obviously the real person in power, but everyone treats Jiang Zhuoan with respect, and no one cares about him as the real leader.

Now, he wants to let people take a good look at who is the real person in power!

Jiang Zhuo'an looked normal at this, without a trace of emotion on his face: "There are people in the sect who specialize in teaching rules. They have more experience than Zhuo'an, and they can definitely help the master teach the disciples."

Shen Ke's face turned cold: "What if I, the leader, must ask Heng An to bow down today? What should Heng An do?"

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the so-called wanker is just Shen Ke's way of making things difficult for Jiang Zhuo'an, but now Shen Ke's words have brought his thoughts to the surface.

But Jiang Zhuo'an still had the indifferent attitude of having nothing to do with him, and didn't even look at Shen Ke: "The previous head once promised Zhuo'an that if he doesn't want to kneel, no one can force Zhuo'an to kneel."

"Jiang Zhuo'an, you are using the previous head to suppress me!" Shen Ke completely abandoned his hypocritical mask and slammed the table, his eyes as red as a man-eating beast.

Jiang Zhuo'an calmed down, lowered his eyes and said, "I don't dare."

"Ha..." Shen Ke sneered and looked down at him condescendingly, with an arrogant look on his face: "It is the privilege granted to you by the previous head to prevent you from kneeling, but I, the current head, want you to kneel down now. What can you do?"

What Shen Ke said was really too much. It could even be said that Sima Zhao's heart was well known to everyone.

Jiang Zhuo'an raised his head and glanced at him, still without any extra emotion: "Nothing, just follow orders."

Shen Ke held down his trembling hands with excitement and said to him with a straight face: "In that case, Hengan, please kneel down!"

Jiang Zhuo'an nodded and responded: "I will obey the order of the leader."

After saying that, he actually lifted up his clothes, bent his knees, and wanted to kneel down to Shen Ke in full view of everyone.

Shen Ke looked excited, completely losing his previous calm and composed attitude.He stared intently at Jiang Zhuo'an's face, trying to find some traces of humiliation on that Juechen face.

However, before Jiang Zhuoan could kneel down, an inexplicable stream of air lifted up his bent knees.Following this, another feather arrow with a cold light grazed Shen Ke's cheek and cut off the strand of black hair on his cheek.

They have never seen anyone so bold and wanton, who breaks into Guixu Palace without permission, and even dares to openly challenge the head of Tianshu Sect.

Standing outside the door, Yan Qingning, dressed in red like fire, maintained the action of pulling the string flamboyantly, and said sarcastically: "Is the head of Tianshu Sect such a bully?"

Yan Qingning stared at Shen Ke on the high seat and gritted his teeth angrily: [Xiaobai, I want to kill someone...]

Xiaobai immediately panicked: [Master, host, you must calm down!Shen Ke is a very important character in the main plot. If he were gone, we would be prone to dimensional instability! 】

Yan Qingning said resentfully: [But he dared to order my little beauty to kneel down for him!I have never given such an order, how dare he? 】

Xiaobai was searching for words, and was about to find words to calm down the almost collapsed character of his host, when he heard Yan Qingning continue: [My little beauty can only kneel and sweat on my bed, and then... He happily used all the skills he knew to serve me, preferably until I was speechless and could only cling to him feebly...]

Yan Qingning's words became more and more explicit. In the end, Xiaobai couldn't help but interrupt him: [Master host, I don't want to be a colored system, so you, please take it easy and don't always mention it in front of a child like me. This kind of thing that is not suitable for children... is it okay? 】

Yan Qingning spoke so enthusiastically that she couldn't react for a moment. Finally, she blinked and said: [Although I'm sorry, I still have to tell you, honey, it's not allowed~]

Xiaobai was so tormented by him that he lost all his temper. In the end, he grumbled and unilaterally cut off contact with Yan Qingning. It seemed that he was very angry.

Yan Qingning just smiled helplessly at this, and then turned his attention to the various people here again.

The moment Jiang Zhuo'an heard his voice, his expression changed, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

How did he come here?

What is a demon like him doing here?

What if he loses control for a moment and the demonic energy leaks out?

There are all monks here. If he, a demon, comes here rashly, isn't he throwing himself into a trap?

……

The worries in his heart surged like a tide, but he hadn't noticed yet... He had unknowingly developed an undue concern for the demons he once deeply felt hatred for.

Even... this concern became more and more intense, making his tolerance for this demon clan extremely high.

"Is it you?" Shen Ke stared at him with sinister eyes, recognizing him as the ordinary disciple who was accepted by Jiang Zhuoan in advance at the disciple selection meeting that day and dared to glare at him.

Yan Qingning did not shy away from his almost cannibalistic gaze, and even curled his lips and mocked: "So what if it's me?

My master is number one in the world of cultivation after all. If I don’t get respected by you, I will be humiliated by you relying on your power.The head of Tianshu Sect is so narrow-minded that he cannot tolerate my master at all, okay? "

He saw that the look on Shen Ke's face was getting more and more ferocious. Instead of being afraid, he faced the almost murderous look and continued to taunt without fear of death: "That's right. If you, the head of Tianshu Sect, were a little more generous, Maybe you can improve your cultivation level and become the second person in the world of cultivation after my master. But you are a crooked person.

I don't want to use your shrunken brain to think about it. If my master really wants you to be the leader, with your half-skilled cultivation level and the cohesion of the people, do you think you can What can you get?

My master doesn't care about the position of head, and even despises it at a glance. A stupid person like you who is so blinded by power will regard it as a treasure and worry about whether it will be taken away by others every day.

Don't forget, if it weren't for my master, how could you be living so well now?

You are a complete waste. Without the existence of my master, you are nothing! "

Then, like last time, he gave Shen Ke an extremely charming smile: "You have relied on his protection all your life, how dare you let one of them kneel down to you?!"

"Shen Ke, you should save some face, otherwise I won't have the shame to block you when you get beaten!"

It has to be said that almost every word of what Yan Qingning said was poking at Shen Ke's pain points, forcing him to admit that he was not as good as Jiang Zhuo'an in any way.

The scar that he had finally used to disguise himself as arrogant was torn apart again, breaking his so-called illusions and delusions, forcing him to face reality and admit that he was not as good as Jiang Zhuo'an.

For Shen Ke, who values ​​dignity more than his life, what Yan Qingning said was definitely more uncomfortable than killing him directly.

Shen Ke's eyes were red, staring at Yan Qingning who was talking nonsense, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He was still sitting on the high seat, looking down at Jiang Zhuo'an, who was frowning below, and said with a hint: "Heng'an, your disciple is too ignorant of etiquette..."

With just this sentence, Jiang Zhuo'an knew that he was looking for a reason to punish Yan Qingning with his own hands.

Jiang Zhuo'an's expression changed, he stiffened and asked him mechanically: "In the opinion of the leader, how do you want to deal with the wanker?"

Even he himself didn't know how he opened his mouth and said such emotionless words.

That demon will definitely be sad when he hears this!

He was obviously so protective of her, but she opened her mouth just to punish him...

This is good, it just takes the opportunity to let him stop his unnecessary thoughts and stay away from himself as soon as possible...

Yan Qingning looked at him in disbelief: "Master, he has humiliated you like this, and you still want to punish me for this despicable and shameless villain?!"

Jiang Zhuo'an turned away and did not dare to look at him. He bowed to Shen Ke with a very respectful attitude: "The wanker has a bad nature and lacks etiquette. Please punish him."

He is well aware of Shen Ke's vengeful nature. If Shen Ke is not allowed to punish Yan Qingning today, he is afraid that Shen Ke will have more damaging tricks to deal with him later.

Shen Ke just liked to see him look humiliated like this. Even though his expression was as normal as possible, there was still a trace of subtle pain hidden in it.

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes when looking at Yan Qingning were extremely cold: "This new disciple of Hengan is arrogant and wanton, commits crimes below, has no respect for his elders, and floutes the sect rules...

These wankers have committed such evil deeds one after another. For your sake, this leader will not expel him from the sect for the time being, but he will still be punished to serve as a warning to others. "

His eyes wandered between Jiang Zhuo'an and Yan Qingning, and finally settled on Jiang Zhuo'an, smiling sinisterly: "Since he is Heng'an's new disciple, let Heng'an punish him personally!"