If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi replied without thinking, "I don't want to."

[I want to overthrow the villain, how can I recognize him as my teacher? 】

A flash of doubt flashed in Si Yuanye's eyes.

Push down?

Do you want to defeat him?

Although this young man's qualifications are good, they are far inferior to him, not to mention that he is now in the Nascent Soul stage and has half-stepped into becoming a god. He has no rival in the entire world of immortal cultivation. Even if the young man practices for another five hundred years, he may not be able to defeat him.

It's a great idea, but the possibility of putting it into practice is nil.

Si Yuanye's eyebrows were cold and his thin lips parted lightly, "If you don't want to, then just go down the mountain."

Song Chuyi:! ! !

Waiting for him here!

"I'm willing, I'm willing!" He quickly raised his hand, "I'm super willing!"

Si Yuanye responded calmly: "Well, from now on you will respectfully call me Master."

"Master!" Song Chuyi immediately replied, "Master, can I stay here now?"

Si Yuanye raised his hand slightly, and a simple ring floated in the air, slowly drifting to Song Chuyi's side.

"Here are some sword cultivation methods, you can take a look."

"To cultivate immortality, you need to find your own way."

Si Yuanye was obviously a free-spirited master. He threw a ring to Song Chuyi and then disappeared.

Song Chuyi used his spiritual consciousness to open the ring space and found that there were many good things inside.

In addition to some sword manuals, there is also Si Yuanye's enlightenment on sword cultivation.

If these things were placed outside, they would definitely attract a lot of people to grab them, but when Song Chu saw them, they became evidence that Si Yuanye was letting him go!

Also, Si Yuanye has never accepted a disciple, and he may not know how to teach one.

Song Chuyi put things away, and at this time Xiao Tong spoke in his mind.

[Host, the old man next to you seems to be awake. 】

In Song Chuyi's sea of ​​consciousness, Xiaobai Tuanzi looked curiously at the old grandfather who was not far from him.

The old man wore some shabby clothes, had a long white beard, and even his hair was white.

His figure was almost transparent and seemed ready to disintegrate at any moment.

Compared with its solid white dumpling, the old man looks too thin.

This was Xiaotong's first experience with [Neighbors], so he inevitably paid more attention to it.

Outside, Song Chuyi straightened his expression when he heard Xiao Tong's voice, and called out to his grandfather in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Grandpa, are you there?"

The weak Danzun Shanwen coughed lightly and said in a weak voice, "Little guy, I'm still here."

"Who was that person just now?"

"Si Yuanye, my master." Song Chuyi said honestly, "I just recognized my master."

Shan Wen seemed to frown, "I think half of his body is demon blood, did you know?"

Song Chu nodded, "I know."

Shan Wen sighed softly, "I think although he is cold, he is still kind and brought you back."

"If you follow him, you will definitely become something great."

"I...ahem...I'm almost disappearing."

Shan Wen's voice was so weak that it was almost out of tune, "I have a pill that can eliminate the demon blood, and I will give it to you as a reward."

"You must remember what you promised me, remember it."

As he said these words, Song Chu felt his consciousness swell, and a pill recipe automatically appeared in his mind.

"Grandpa? Grandpa?" Song Chuyi called out, but didn't hear any answer.

He probably fainted again.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Tong felt that the neighbor's grandfather's energy body was about to disappear.

It took a lot of effort to find a neighbor, and it was a bit reluctant to let him disappear like this.

It floated over, pulled a little bit of energy from its solid body, and fed it into Shan Wen's body, which was almost dissipated.

The energy spread rapidly, and the body that was about to collapse just now became solidified little by little.

Xiao Tong covered his missing piece in pain and returned to his den.

From the outside world, Song Chuyi checked both sides without waiting for the grandfather's answer.

Since he wants to prevent the villain from destroying the world, he naturally wants to find out the reason for his destruction.

Si Yuanye has inner demons because he has half of the demon blood in his body. If that half of the demon blood is removed, he should not have inner demons and become a demon, right?

Then this recipe comes at just the right time!

The medicinal herbs on the elixir recipe are very complex. In addition to some that can only be bought at auctions, there is also a very special herb called Moonlight Herb that can only be grown by oneself.

The conditions for growing moonlight grass are extremely harsh. Every day at midnight, the blood of the grower must be used as a source of three inches of moonlight, dripping into the soil to ensure its growth.

Only when the moonlight grass blooms can it be picked and turned into medicinal materials.

Song Chuyi planned to buy other medicinal materials, but he planned to grow the Moon Night Grass himself.

It's just that the seeds of the Moonlight Grass... he didn't have.

But the almighty Master should have a way!

Song Chuyi quickly stood up and ran outside the palace located on the top of Jianfeng Mountain.

"Master! Master!"

he shouted, his voice echoing throughout the palace.

Si Yuanye didn't know when he appeared behind Song Chuyi.

"What's the matter?"

Song Chuyi looked back at him and smiled brightly, "Master, I want to plant moonlight grass, and I want to ask you if you have any seeds here."

Si Yuanye's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of danger on his handsome face. Looking carefully, there seemed to be a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

"Why are you asking me?"

"Because you are my master!" Song Chuyi said confidently, "Master is omnipotent in my heart, so I came to you."

"Master, if you don't have it, I will have to find another way."

Si Yuanye looked at the young man in front of him.

After the young man dressed up, he actually had a good skin, especially his eyes, which seemed to be quenched by two balls of fire and were astonishingly bright.

He raised his hand slightly and threw a small porcelain bottle to Song Chuyi.

"Only one."

"One is enough." Song Chuyi said with a smile, "Master is indeed omnipotent!"

Si Yuanye didn't respond to his words, a gust of wind blew by, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

Song Chuyi returned to his thatched house with the porcelain bottle.

His thatched house was halfway up the mountain. There were weeds in front of the thatched house. He spent a day clearing away the weeds and opened up a small field.

The next step is to plant moonlit grass.

But he has no rest.

Song Chuyi ran to the palace on the top of the mountain to find Si Yuanye again.

"Master! Master!"

Si Yuanye:......

"What's the matter?" He stood behind Song Chuyi quietly.

Song Chuyi looked back at him skillfully, "Master, do you have breath soil here?"

Si Yuanye narrowed his eyes slightly, "Have you finished reading the sword manual?"

"I've finished reading!" Song Chuyi picked up a branch, "Master, let me dance for you. If you feel satisfied, can you give me a grain of breath soil? Just one grain!"

Si Yuanye nodded slightly and agreed.