Quick Wear: Crazy Criticism of Villains Asking for Stickers

"What are you here for?"

"Your Majesty, all the disciples of the demon clan have gathered, and the undercover agents are ready. When will the action begin?"

Wen Zhiyu: “…” He almost forgot his plan to destroy all the immortal cultivation sects.

"No need to take action, just go back to the Demon Realm to retire! Also, release the Saint, treat her well, and don't let her leave the Demon Realm."

The right protector was half-kneeling on the ground, looking confused.

What happened? The Demon Lord had been in Yunlan Sect for less than three months, and he was already being instigated to rebel!

The last person to rebel was the Saint Girl. What kind of weird place is this... Yunlan Sect?

"Your Majesty, Mo Rui..."

"Don't think about attacking him!" Wen Zhiyu suddenly took action, grabbed the right protector's neck, and said sternly: "Tell everyone not to touch Li Qing! Otherwise, he will be cut into pieces!"

The right guardian said intermittently: "I...I obey your command!"

"Go down!"

"Yes!"

Wen Zhiyu turned around and went back to continue making the fire. Li Qing walked out from behind a tree and withdrew the magic weapon that concealed his aura into the storage ring.

“Three years old. I think that something went wrong in my training five years ago. It should be the technique in the secret book that stimulated the sealed magic core.

In addition, I was practicing immortal magic, which was incompatible with demonic blood. As a result of various factors, I suffered intermittent amnesia over the years.

Would it be better if the magic core was taken out?"

San Sui did not agree with this conjecture: "If the magic core is so easy to take, your husband would have told you a long time ago. In my opinion, taking the magic core will cause great harm to you!"

Li Qing retorted: “Others have no problem practicing that technique, and the method Shen Sui and the others have been thinking about for so many years is useless, which means that there is no solution to the problem in Yunlan Sect.

Now that we have found a breakthrough, we should give it a try. With you here, there will be no danger to our lives!"

The three-year-old asked, "How do I try?"

Li Qing leaned against the tree trunk and thought for a moment: "Cang Yu will definitely not tell me, and it is useless to ask, but... he has been sealed for twenty years, and there are probably many people who want to usurp the throne.

I heard that the magic core can increase the power of the demons. What do you think...if someone doesn't listen to him and comes to me to ask for the magic core, how about we take advantage of him?

I won't resist then, and you won't help me. Let's see how they can get the magic core out!"

San Sui didn't want to let the host take risks, but then he thought, wealth and honor are sought in danger, and you can't get a tiger cub without risking it: "Then give it a try, and wait for the people from the demon world to come find you!"

After agreeing on the plan with San Sui, Li Qing left the back mountain humming a song, feeling quite happy.

After dinner, he summoned the Jiuli Sword and took his two disciples to Hopeless Peak to ask Qi Ye for some elixirs.

The first step in cultivating immortals is to refine Qi into the body. Let Peng Xiaohu and Wen Zhiyu start practicing tomorrow.

If you really want to practice, you won’t have time to eat. You have to prepare some fasting pills for them first…

After recovering his memory, Li Qing seems much more reliable than before.

Not only did he give his two disciples very powerful life-saving magic weapons and teach them entry-level cultivation techniques, he also often flew them to Lingshui Peak on his sword himself to learn the sect's rules.

Wen Zhiyu stood at the end of the Jiuli Sword and hugged his master's waist tightly: "Master, your sword doesn't seem to be very obedient."

Just as he finished speaking, the Jiuli Sword made a sharp turn and threw the two little disciples off.

Fortunately, they had reached their destination and were close to the ground, so they fell into the grass and were not injured.

Li Qing stomped his foot on the Jiuli Sword and said, "I know you have mysophobia, but you should stop being mysophobic. What if you hurt someone?"

The Jiuli Sword pretended to be dead silently, pretending that everything that had just happened was not done by it.

After Li Qing landed, he retracted the Jiuli Sword into his dantian. What luck he had! His disciple was disobedient, and his sword was also disobedient!

As soon as Peng Xiaohu got up, Wen Zhiyu ran to Li Qing and said, "Master, my body hurts so much~"

Li Qing: “…” This guy is addicted to pretending, he has two different faces in bed and out of bed!

"You're not in any pain like me, why are you pretending? Just bear with it!"

Wen Zhiyu: “…” Master has lost his former aloofness!

The days of learning the sect's rules soon came to an end. After that, they only needed to go to the main peak to attend classes occasionally. Most of the other time, they stayed in their own mountain to practice!

Three months later, under Li Qing's careful guidance, Peng Xiaohu successfully refined the Qi into his body.

Wen Zhiyu didn't move at all, a real little loser!

Li Qing felt that the little loser might be too busy. He was a crybaby little apprentice during the day and a wolfhound general at night. He had no time to practice at all.

He seriously suspected that Cangyu had a bit of split personality. How could he switch roles so smoothly!

"Junior brother, what are you thinking about? Do you want to go with me to the Immortal Sect Conference held every three years?"

Shen Sui looked at his junior brother with a puzzled expression. He seemed to be in a good mood recently. Was there anything happy?

Li Qing, who was thinking about Cang Yu, suppressed the smile on his face and calmly drank a sip of tea: "The Immortal Gate Conference will take at least two months, and my apprentice cannot leave his place for the time being."

"Then take them with you. I plan to take all of this batch of disciples with me. Three years later, they will participate in the next session, so it would be good for them to go there first and feel the atmosphere!"

“There was no such rule in the past.”

Shen Sui said with a smile: "Rules are made by people, what else do you have to worry about, little brother?"

Li Qing was very straightforward: "I don't want to go, but I can't find any other reason to refuse."

Shen Sui: “…” Well said, don’t say it next time!

"This Immortal Gate Conference is held in the Imperial Capital. I heard that the royal family recently obtained a treasure called Lingxi Flower. It may be used as medicine to treat your amnesia."

Shen Sui used to be the crown prince, but after practicing Taoism he gradually left the world.

His real age is over 300 years old, but he looks only about 30 years old. In terms of seniority, he is much older than the current emperor.

The royal family was very respectful to this powerful ancestor and would send gifts during every festival.

Not to mention a mere Lingxi flower, even if he wanted the throne, the royal family would just kill the current emperor!

Speaking of being able to cure physical ailments, Li Qing became interested: "Okay, I'll go with the head brother..."

On the day of departure, Li Qing followed Shen Sui, bringing two disciples with him, and flew on swords.

Not long after, Wen Zhiyu felt too tired to stand, so he sat cross-legged on the hilt of the sword. Peng Xiaohu followed suit and sat down with him.

The Jiuli Sword made a dissatisfied humming sound, but unfortunately its master Li Qing ignored its little emotions. Wen Zhiyu also pulled its sword tassel hard as a threat, and the Jiuli Sword was forced to calm down.

Five days later, a group of more than 40 people from the Yunlan Sect arrived at the Imperial Capital.

His Majesty personally went out of the city to welcome them and brought them to live in the palace. Other immortal sects did not have this treatment and could only stay in an inn temporarily.

Li Qing and his senior brothers and sisters lived in a palace, while the disciples lived in another palace nearby, not far away.

At night, Li Qing had just fallen asleep when Cang Yu climbed in through the window.

Looking at the person on his body, Li Qing was a little speechless: "Come here every day. If you put your energy into cultivation, I wouldn't be laughed at by the Great Elder for not being able to teach disciples!"