Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

Others did not dare to enter the room, but they saw a hint of surprise on Tong Xiyuan's face.

The head of the sect guessed, "Is Dao Zun not here?"

"Well," Tong Xiyuan touched the tip of his nose, stepped back and said, "I'll go find him."

Xuantian Sword Mountain is very large, and Tong Xiyuan had already walked around the place thoroughly. He asked the head and others to sit down and wait in a pavilion for viewing the scenery, then turned and walked in a certain direction.

At this time, a certain master with mysophobia should be at the mountain spring.

It is obvious that a cultivator can remove all the dirt and dust from his body with just a mantra, but based on Tong Xiyuan's observations over the past few days, Fan He prefers bathing.

Before getting close, I could hear the sound of spring water flowing over the stone wall.

Tong Xiyuan took two steps forward and saw the only hot spring with flowing water on the mountain. The Taoist Master Xuan, whom everyone had been looking for in vain, was leaning against it with his back to him, shirtless. The sight of him alone made his ears turn red.

The flower tree by the pond had its petals shed by the wind, and the withered crabapple petals fell majestically on the surface of the pond, on the tips of Vanhe's black hair, and on his bare shoulders.

Sensing someone behind him, Fan He quickly got up from the water. A shadow flashed by, and when he stood up and walked out, he was already wearing a white robe.

Tong Xiyuan pursed his lips quietly and said to 999: [People who practice the ruthless way are really stingy. ]

In the previous world, he had seen everything.

999 fanned the flames, [You won't even look at him when he shows it to you in the future. ]

Tong Xiyuan did not respond to it.

Daoist Xuan Zhi, who was wearing an outer robe, casually glanced at his disciple's face. When he saw the reddish ears, his gaze paused. He walked over, frowned, and reprimanded, "Your Dao heart is unstable."

I don't know who I'm talking to.

After saying this, Fan He left Tong Xiyuan on his own.

The entire Xuantian Sword Mountain was shrouded in his spiritual sense. He noticed it the moment the sect leader and his party took their first step onto the mountain.

Tong Xiyuan looked back at his slightly hasty back, blinked his eyes thoughtfully, and suddenly felt that Fan He in this world seemed to have brought him another new experience.

After a while.

Dao Zun Xuan appeared in front of everyone. The head of the sect stepped forward and reported the news brought back by Master Chang Yun. At the end, he asked, "Dao Zun, in your opinion, how should this matter be handled?"

Before Fan He could make a decision, Lu Zhihan, who had just gone out, came back with some bad news.

"Dao Zun, Sect Master, Master, all the uncles and aunts," Lu Zhihan frowned and said, "I just received a letter that many demon cultivators who dig out human hearts suddenly appeared in the Changyou River area, causing panic among the people in several surrounding villages. They have united and written a letter to ask our Lingxiao Sect to send disciples to eliminate the evil spirits."

"How rampant!" said Master Changyun angrily, "These monsters are simply too rampant. I will go and destroy them all!"

The head of the sect stopped him and said, "You just came back, why don't you practice in seclusion for a while? I will send someone else to deal with the matter of Changyou River."

Liu Qingji, who had been standing aside and listening for a long time without saying anything, smiled and said, "Master, it just so happens that I should go down the mountain to practice for a while. Why don't you send me to practice?"

Master Changyun: "The cultivation of those demonic cultivators has greatly increased. You are afraid that..."

Lu Zhihan glanced at Liu Qingji and said, "Master, it is too dangerous for Junior Sister to go alone to eliminate the demon. I am willing to go with you."

Liu Qingji, who was standing next to him, lowered his head, a hint of shyness flashing across his face.

Ever since they encountered the evil spirit in the back mountain that day and Lu Zhihan was injured while trying to save her, Liu Qingji had developed some special feelings for Lu Zhihan. She grew up under the guidance of Liu Wushang who dared to love and hate, so she naturally would not be the kind of person who keeps things to herself and doesn't speak.

Therefore, for such a long time, she went wherever Lu Zhihan went. Anyone with a discerning eye could see her intentions, and Lu Zhihan was so smart that he could see it too.

Seeing what happened today, Liu Qingji understood clearly that Lu Zhihan was also moved.

Tong Xiyuan arrived at this time. Yes, the two protagonists exchanged glances. He walked to Fan He and stared at the two people opposite him. He asked in his heart: [Is it time to eliminate the demons in Changyou River? ]

999 couldn't remember the time in the Immortal Cultivation World even more clearly than he did. He flipped through the world information before replying, "Yes, Liu Qingji will soon give Lu Zhihan drugs because of the pressure from Liu Wushang."

According to the world information, the rampant demonic cultivators in Changyou River were caused by Liu Wushang, the leader of the Blood Evil Sect. In order to kill a few more powerful disciples before formally provoking the Lingxiao Sect, he deliberately created such a big fuss to attract people.

After the two protagonists arrived, they killed evil spirits along the way and were respected and loved by the villagers. On that day, Liu Wushang found Liu Qingji and asked her to poison Lu Zhihan in an attempt to directly destroy Lu Zhihan's cultivation.

But Liu Qingji had already been moved, and quietly replaced the poison with something else. After one night, he not only completed Liu Wushang's task perfunctorily, but his relationship with Lu Zhihan also advanced by leaps and bounds and became even closer.

Tong Xiyuan said: [I want to watch.]

Although according to the world information, the two protagonists will not be in any danger, but Liu Wushang is there, Tong Xiyuan is still worried about what to do if something unexpected happens.

The head of the sect and Master Changyun had already agreed to the request of Lu Zhihan and Liu Qingji, and repeatedly told them that if they were defeated they must send a letter to them in time.

Here, Tong Xiyuan tentatively tugged at Fan He's sleeve, "Master, I also want to..."

"Your cultivation is still low," Fan He had noticed his eager eyes just now. He was unwilling to let Tong Xiyuan leave his side. After all, the monster was always coveting his innocent disciple. So Fan He made an indifferent expression and refused: "Stay in Jianshan and continue to practice."

After that, without giving Tong Xiyuan a chance to speak, he directly said to the head and others: "Inform other sects about the demon cultivators in a timely manner. If they show any tendency to relapse, come to me again."

He said this and turned away. The head and others did not dare to stay here any longer. After agreeing, they hurriedly left Xuantian Sword Mountain.

999 looked at Tong Xiyuan who was standing there and asked: [Then are we still going? ]

[Go,] Tong Xiyuan returned to his room and started to pack his bag, [I just told him, I didn't ask him to agree.]

999 gave a thunderous applause and shouted: [Yuan Baobao, you are standing up.]

Tong Xiyuan blushed at the name and said embarrassedly: [I will come back after all.]

999 wagged his tail, "You have grown up too."

In the past, whenever Fan He showed a little reluctance, Yuan Bao would start to soften his heart and hesitate. Now, Yuan Bao has grown up, has his own ideas, and no longer listens to her husband.

Of course, the small system coughed, and the growth of Yuanbao was also related to the fact that Xuan Zhidao Zun would not pretend to be pitiful.

The next morning, after packing his bag and carrying the Qingshuang Sword, Tong Xiyuan opened the door and was met with his master in a daze.

Fan He glanced at the bag on his shoulder and thought to himself, as expected.

His face turned cold and he asked, "Where are you going?"