Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

"Huh? Second Senior Brother." After Qingyou and Shuoyan came out of Hanfeng's Library Pavilion, they happened to meet Qingyun who was about to go down the mountain, and quickly stopped him.

Qingyun stopped, walked towards Qingyou and the others, and asked, "What's the matter with Fourth Junior Brother?"

When Shuo Yan saw Qingyun approaching, he immediately hugged Qingyou's arm, as if he was afraid of Qingyun, but he still obediently called out: "Second Master, hello."

Qingyou: "Brother, but you want to go down the mountain to accept disciples?"

Qingyun nodded.

Qingyou chuckled: "Then what kind of disciples does senior brother plan to accept?"

"What? You want apprentices again? You've tasted the sweetness, how many more do you want?" Qingyun teased, and finally said in distress: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"It's okay to have too many apprentices, I can't be too busy." Qingyou waved his hand, he didn't like to make trouble, so it's not good to have too many.

Hearing Qingyun's words, Shuo Yan seemed to be inspired, and stretched out his hand to pull Qingyou's sleeve, wanting to talk to him.

"Zijin, what's the matter?" Qingyou lowered her head and looked at Shuoyan.

Shuo Nian thought for a while and said, "Master, why doesn't he want other disciples?"

Qingyou was stunned for a moment, seeing Shuoyan's puzzled face, said: "It will be very troublesome. As a teacher, I only need to take care of Zijin. Why is there too few people in Xianzizhu Peak, no one to accompany you?"

"..." If there were too many people in Zizhufeng's inner courtyard, he would be disgusted. He just wanted to be quiet and quiet if there were more disciples, so he could be left out in the cold, so that it would be more convenient for him to do things.

Shuo Yan pretended to wipe away tears, and said indifferently: "There are more disciples, so there are more people to take care of the master. After all, I am a clumsy child, so I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of the master."

"Since your master is willing to only have you as a disciple, he must have his own thoughts. What are you thinking?" Qingyun has never spoken softly to others, and it is inevitable that the tone of his words is a bit heavy, but he also has consideration for Shuo. Yan is a child, but what he says is completely different from what he thinks.

Shuo Yan heard Qing Yun's tone that seemed to be angry, and the corners of his mouth twitched: No wonder so many people are afraid of the Second Senior Uncle, it seems that it is because of his bad temper!

Regarding this matter, he heard those disciples whispering about it before, and he still didn't believe it at the time, but now it seems... what he said is true!

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that he was distracted, Qing You patted him on the head as punishment.

"I don't want to anymore." Shuo Yan saw that his thoughts had been annihilated in the cradle, so he obediently stayed by Qingyou's side.

"Fourth Junior Brother, you asked me about going down the mountain just now, but what do you have to say?" Qingyun asked, thinking of Qingyou's words just now.

Qingyou nodded: "Second senior brother, I want to tell you that there are inevitably too many girls in Qing Xuanzong. Therefore, senior brother should not accept female disciples this time."

"Is there a lot?" Qingyun frowned, thought for a while, it seemed that there were really a lot, and agreed, "It seems that it is indeed as the younger brother said."

"Well, see you later, brother."

"Okay." Qingyun nodded, and before going down the mountain, he warned: "You have to be careful, it's not easy to cultivate demons, don't fall into it by yourself, and so does my nephew."

"Thank you, brother." After Qingyun left, Qingyou said to Shuo: "Did you hear that? In the future, if there is anything wrong, you must tell Master."

"Hmm! Okay." The most wrong thing is that I am from the Demon Realm.

"Well, let's go back to Zizhufeng first. I need Zijin's content about magic cultivation as a teacher." Qingyou didn't give Shuoan a chance to answer, picked him up, summoned Liuning Sword and left.

"..." Don't even have a chance to refuse?Shuo Nan looked at Qing You's side face, feeling ashamed.

Qingyou hugged Shuo Yan and didn't speak.

According to that person's memory, in the previous life, Shuo Nian started the road of cultivating demons because of a female disciple Qing Yun had received personally, and went astray.

Then in this life, how could Qingyou let this disaster enter Qing Xuanzong?

Some things, either start from the beginning to the end, or kill it directly from the beginning.

However, Qingyou would rather Shuo Nan cultivate the devil and let him protect it himself, rather than let Shuo Nan become an enemy of him because of other people's cultivation of the devil.

In the study, Shuo Yan handed over the written content to Qing You, while he stood by himself.

"Which stage have you cultivated to?" Qingyou looked at these stages and suddenly found that it seemed a bit simple.

"Mid Qi Gathering Period"

"Mid Qi gathering stage?" Qingyou smiled, glanced at the order on the paper, "That's right, Qi gathering is also good, you can take your time."

"Zijin understands."

"Well, let's practice calligraphy!" Qingyou folded the paper in half, put it in her arms, and said to Shuo.

"Hey?" Why are you here again?

"Handwriting is floating, irregular and not big. If you say your handwriting like this person, as a teacher, you will only think that you are a person who can do whatever you want." Qingyou got up, and pressed Shuo Nian in his position just now, and the poisonous butterflies put pens, inks, papers and inkstones one after another. get ready.

"Master, can I not practice?" Shuo Yan looked anxiously at Qing You, who was sitting not far from him, reading a book.

"No, I'm here to accompany you as a teacher, don't be lazy." Qingyou hooked her fingers and said to Du Die, "Go, look at him."

Shuo Yan looked at the poisonous butterfly flying over, and he couldn't be lazy if he wanted to, so he called out aggrievedly: "Master..."

"It's useless to call Master, Master can teach you how to control them after training." Qingyou looked at the words in the book without raising her head, he needed to learn more about Demon Cultivator.

"Okay!" It's good to be able to control them.These words successfully appeased Shuo Yan.

At Xushi, Shuo Yan put down the pen in his hand, stretched his neck, got up and patted his clothes, and walked to Qingyou, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

Qingyou who is asleep is very beautiful, calm and elegant, he is the kind of person who makes people feel comfortable at a glance, like the wind, very warm.

"..." Shuo Yan looked at the green light emanating from Qingyou's body, looked around, and at some point, a bunch of spiritual creatures suddenly appeared, and fell asleep in front of Qingyou's couch.

"Where did you come from? Why do you still have the spirit-gathering physique? Master." Shuo Yan said softly.

Then, looking around, looking for clothes or quilts to cover Qingyou, so as not to catch a cold, Shuo Nian saw Du Die holding a piece of clothing and appearing in front of him.

"This is too spiritual!" Shuo Yan took the clothes and said.

After putting on clothes for Qingyou, Shuo Yan picked up Qingyou's book that had fallen on the ground and flipped through it: "Magic repair?"

"Then why bother with my affairs? Even if you go astray, it's not your fault." Shuo Yan stretched out his hand to straighten Qingyou's messy hair, and said to himself.

Looking at Qingyou's sleeping face, Shuo Yan looked at his hands that were arranging Qingyou's hair just now, feeling a little dazed: "It seems to be pretty good."

At this time, a purple butterfly flew in from the window and landed in front of Shuo Nian.

"Ruoxi, he didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Shuo Yan found a place far away from Qingyou and asked.

"No, it made His Highness worry." Ruoxi apologized.

"Really?" Shuo Yan leaned against the window, tilting his head to look at the starry sky outside, and sometimes a few sword cultivators flew past, leaving momentary afterglow and broken shadows in the sky.

After a few seconds of silence, he sighed and said, "It was the empress who saved you!"

"……Yes"

"That's right, when he's angry, he only listens to the Queen Mother." Shuo Yan shook his hands.

Suddenly, Shuo Lan stretched out his hand to cover his head, as if he had touched some painful memory, his small face wrinkled into a ball, his face became pale, and even looked a little scary.

"Your Highness, my lord, he is actually..." Before he finished speaking, Ruoxi saw that Qingyou had woken up at some point and was still walking this way, so she immediately flew out to avoid being discovered.

"Zijin." Qingyou walked behind Shuoyan, reaching out to touch him.

"..." Shuo Nan turned around in fright as if he had been frightened, with a little cold sweat on his face, his eyes were swaying, and his pale lips trembled slightly.

"What's the matter, Zijin? Why do you look like this? Are you injured? Where is the injury? Let Master take a look, okay?" Seeing him like this, Qingyou frowned, feeling a little distressed.

"...Master" Shuo Yan said, shaking his head, gradually regaining his sanity, put his hands on his eyes, and apologized: "Master, I offended you, it was Zijin's fault, I hope I will forgive you."

"Put your hands down and show me."

Qingyou reached out and grabbed Shuo Nian's hand covering his eyes, and pressed him against the window.

"Don't..." Shuo Nan wanted to cover his eyes with his other hand, but Qingyou grabbed her hand ahead of time and pressed it against the window frame.

"How dare you lie to me!"

Qingyou looked at Shuo Yan's eyes that were close to red, and felt his pulse with both hands, and found that his pulse was chaotic, which was a sign of madness.

There was a cloud of anger in my heart and I didn't know who to send it to. After the words fell behind, everything in the study was overturned by the instantaneous wind pressure on Qingyou's body, and the poisonous butterflies rescued the calligraphy that was almost destroyed. the results.

"I..." Shuo Yan felt that his legs were a little weak, if Qingyou hadn't grabbed his hand, he might have already knelt in front of him.

"Why didn't you tell me? If you continue like this, do you want to die?" When this word was mentioned, a trace of red flashed in Qingyou's eyes, every word was full of anger.

So what if I tell you?You can't help me, and I don't have the habit of asking others for help.Shuo Nian was afraid to look into Qing You's eyes.

"Master, Zijin didn't mean to lie to you, but I just don't want you to worry about me." Shuo Nan calmed down his emotions, stared at the hem of Qingyou's clothes, and said dully.

"Why do you have so many worries as a child? These are not what you should think about at all. What you should worry about is your own body. Why do you care about others? With Master protecting you, can others touch you?"

"..."

"Don't you ever think about yourself?" Qingyou asked with a soft voice.

"It's Zijin's fault." In this world, only you so-called decent families think like this. As long as you have power, doesn't it matter nothing?

Qingyou let go of his hand, and Shuo Nan slumped on the ground.

Qingyou turned around, moved her fingers, and the poisonous butterflies started to clean up the mess. After a long while, she said, "Stop apologizing. It has nothing to do with Zijin. There is no need to apologize. I just meddle in my own business."

Shuo Yan closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes had returned to their original state. After a moment of delay, he stood up and helped Du Die clean up.

An hour later, in the bedroom, Qingyou looked at Shuo Nian who was already asleep in the corner of the couch, thinking that he was angry, shook her head helplessly, lay beside him, and looked at the back of his head.

Suddenly feeling that children are really difficult to deal with, she said softly: "It is really a child, but it was my fault that made you make a big mistake. No one should look for reasons because it is the first time they made a mistake, because there is no first in life. Once, if you don’t do it well, you won’t have another chance.”

Qingyou opened the folding fan and threw it to the candlelight, the candlelight in the room was instantly extinguished, and the folding fan fell onto the desk without any damage.

Qingyou looked at a certain place with a faint purple light, and smiled disdainfully: "Where did the little demon come from? You dare to enter my Purple Bamboo Peak and seek death."

"..." Ruoxi, who was hiding behind the teacup, looked anxiously at the poisonous butterflies flying around.

After one night:

"Your Highness, Your Highness, wake up..."

Shuo Yan opened his eyes, looked sleepily at the source of the sound, and saw Ruoxi who was covered by spiritual power on the table, got up, got out of bed, walked to the table and sat down, then rubbed his eyes in a daze.

"Ruoxi?" Shuo Yan took a closer look and said, "Master did it."

"Yes." Ruoxi said.

Shuo Yan studied to see if he could open it, but when he found it couldn't be opened at all, he gave up: "You should stay here for a while! I'll go to Master to open it."

It's not that he can't open it, it's just that the spiritual power is poisonous, Ruoxi is different from him, I'm afraid it will hurt Ruoxi after opening it.

"What's the matter looking for a teacher?" Qingyou sat across from Shuo Lan at some point, and put a cup of tea for Shuo Lan in front of him, "Go and wash up first, and I will take you to practice for the teacher later."

"Master, Ruoxi, she..."

"Oh, so your name is Ruoxi, let's stay here for the time being!" Qingyou narrowed her eyes and smiled lightly, without any intention of letting her out.

Ruoxi: "..."

Qingyou raised her eyes, and said to Shuo: "Hurry up, don't you want to practice?"

Shuo Yan nodded, got up and flashed behind the screen, Ruoxi looked at the screen eagerly.

"What are you looking at? You are a woman, why do you watch men wash and groom?" Qingyou put a folding fan in front of Ruoxi, with dissatisfaction on her face.

"..." Ruoxi backed up a little, turned around, not daring to look at Qingyou.

An hour later, at the back of the purple bamboo forest, Qingyou stretched out a poisonous butterfly and landed on his palm, saying: "The most difficult thing to control in this world is the spirit. The spirit of heaven and earth cannot be controlled by anyone. It's against the law of heaven."

Shuo Yan: "The poisonous butterfly is..."

"Poisonous butterflies are not objects of heaven and earth, but transformed by the spiritual power of the master. They will not die, but return to my body in the end and become my spiritual power."

Shuo Yan nodded, a little surprised that the poisonous butterfly was transformed by Qingyou's spiritual power, and said: "Although it is not a thing of heaven and earth, I can't control it, right?"

Qingyou shook her head, pointed at Shuo Nan, and the poisonous butterflies flew over one after another, "There is a way."

"Master?" Shuo Yan looked at the poisonous butterflies surrounding him in puzzlement.

"Knowing that spiritual power is shared?"

"?" Isn't that double cultivation?

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