The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

Nangong Chiyang and Si Qingyu will soon be preparing to set off for the mortal world.

At the foot of Qingjing Peak, a group of people who were seeing them off lined up in a row.

Hua Wuying gave Nangong Chiyang two small storage bags.

"Your master doesn't have anything else, but I have plenty of poison.

The one in your left hand can kill people with poison, but the one in your right hand won't kill people, but it can make people unable to move, speak, or listen. You can decide the dosage yourself."

Nangong Chiyang nodded, "Yeah."

Hua Wuying smiled and gave Si Qingyu a string of storage bags of various colors.

"Xiao Wu, I brought you a few bags of finished products and raw materials, about a hundred kinds. I have classified them, so you can see them at a glance on the way.

If you are bored, you can practice with it. "

Si Qingyu smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Master. I won't be polite then."

Long Cenyue and Lu Xiangxiang came to see them off, bringing two large boxes of various medicines given by Bai Wuchang.

Long Cenyue said, "My master is a little busy, too busy to come here, and he is probably in the hall right now, angry.

These are what Master prepared for you, please be careful on the road!"

Long Cenyue was unable to go to Mushui Village for training with them, and she was very upset about it and kept complaining about it.

When Nangong Chiyang went to the mortal world this time, Bai Wuchang asked her opinion whether she should go with Nangong Chiyang and Si Qingyu.

When Long Cenyue was asked, she was a little surprised. She didn't expect that her master still remembered her insignificant regret even though she had almost forgotten it.

The Renxin Sect is currently in a turbulent time.

The demons lurking in the dark, the five major sects and the eight major families are trying every means to find out the news of the Renxin Sect.

As the pioneer of Renxin Sect, Qingjing Peak has earned them the title of number one. Whether they can maintain this number one position requires the joint efforts of all members of Renxin Sect.

After experiencing this competition, Long Cenyue gradually understood the responsibilities and burdens he had as the chief disciple.

Just like now, she stood in the position of guardian, sending her fellow disciples on their journey.

So, at that time she told Bai Wuchang that she would stay in Renxin Sect and assist her master in dealing with these matters.

The Tao follows the heart, the heart follows the Tao, and wherever the heart goes, there is the Tao.

She no longer has any regrets, let alone complaints.

Upon hearing this, Bai Wuchang patted Long Cenyue's shoulder with emotion and said that she had grown up.

Qianren specially made a sword box for Nangong Chiyang.

He placed the wooden box, which was not gorgeous in appearance but looked very simple and ancient, about three feet and five inches long and three inches wide, in front of Nangong Chiyang and said, "Big Brother, take a look!"

Qianren lightly clicked on the left and right sides of the sword box, and the wooden boards of the sword box opened in a fan shape. Several long swords placed inside revealed one-inch blades, flashing a cold light.

“I cannot accompany you to the mortal world this time.

In case your sword is broken and no one can repair it, I have made you sixteen swords.

When you were going through the tribulation that day, I saw that you could control spiritual fires of different attributes with both hands at the same time. I think you can try using two swords."

"Okay. Thank you, junior brother." Nangong Chiyang's eyes lit up, he picked up the sword box and put it behind his back.

Qianren will give the most reasonable advice on the use of magical tools based on the cultivator's spiritual root attributes and cultivation level.

He is an expert at this.

What's the point of having only one magical weapon? As long as Qianren is here, such talk of poverty does not exist.

Nangong Chiyang can forge a sword with just one drop of his blood.

After dinner that day, Qianren asked the senior brother for his heart blood. Nangong Chiyang gave him a bowl of heart blood without asking anything.

In fact, as long as he has enough blood, Qianren can build an arsenal for him.

But considering that Nangong Chiyang might suffer from anemia, Qianren felt that sixteen swords would be enough for the senior brother to make this trip for the time being.

When it came to Si Qingyu, Qian Ren simply stuffed a big storage bag into her hand, which was packed according to categories, with the usage of each weapon clearly written on it.

Knives, guns, sticks, clubs, umbrellas, needles, fans and whips, needless to say, they are all there.

There are also dozens of bows and arrows of different sizes and materials.

Qianren also prepared various brushes and papers.

Qianren also created a toy called "Blood Dropper" for the royal secret guards based on the unofficial history of the mortal world collected in the library, to entertain his junior sister and let her play with it.

Chi Baobao was a little sad because his junior sister was leaving again.

He walked to Si Qingyu with a pout, took off the pair of wristbands Qian Ren gave him, and stuffed them into Si Qingyu's hands.

He said, "Put it on, and Chi Baobao will be able to protect my junior sister!"

Those wristbands contain his aura and spiritual power.

Si Qingyu nodded, put on the almost weightless black gold wristbands on his hands, and raised his hands to show Chi Baobao, "Thank you, Third Brother."

Chi Baobao was happy.

Chi Baobao saw Nangong Chiyang still looking at him eagerly. His eyes rolled around, then he moved in front of Nangong Chiyang and stuffed two cow bone sticks into his hands.

It was what he had just left over.

After finishing the task perfunctorily, Chi Baobao chuckled.

Nangong Chiyang: “…”

Ying Tianxing held up a folding fan and laughed uninhibitedly, "Hahahaha, it's my turn!

Come, come, I want to give my dearest senior brother and junior sister a loving hug each."

Nangong Chiyang and Si Qingyu twitched their lips, refused one after another, then turned around and ran away in tacit understanding.

What was originally a reluctant farewell turned into a hasty escape.

Ying Tianxing folded his fan, took a long breath, and whispered, "You must return safely!"

After Nangong Chiyang and Si Qingyu left, Hua Wuying flicked his sleeves and said to the remaining three disciples, "Let's go, my friends. Follow me to Cangbi City to kill the demons.

Your two uncles can’t stand it any longer.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a flying boat was thrown out by Hua Wuying with a bang.

Just a few hours before Nangong Chiyang and Si Qingyu left, a black-clothed demon cultivator with unfathomable cultivation appeared outside the Renxin Sect's mountain protection formation.

This person hid his body and walked calmly towards the mountain protection formation.

At the center of the formation, he just took a step forward when a purple lightning burst out from his feet and then spread to the entire Renxin Sect's mountain protection formation. A lightning net emerged faintly.

He thought something was wrong and quickly retreated.

But in this instant, Bai Wuchang flashed and appeared in front of him.

A vine staff with a green halo came crashing down at him. He dodged it and the ground where he was standing collapsed.

The demon cultivator retreated step by step, but Bai Wuchang did not intend to let him go. After a stream of bright green energy hit his back, Bai Wuchang chased after him in the direction of the energy.

Bai Wuchang chased him relentlessly all the way, and later Hao Wuqing led his men to help.

The demonic cultivator kept running, and the spiritual cultivator kept chasing him.

Hao Wuqing suddenly said, "Hey! Senior Sister, this... this is the old site of Mushui Village! This shouldn't be the case. I have also sent people to investigate this place! When did it become a den of the demons?"