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

When he came into contact with the light outside, Shuo Yan subconsciously blocked it, and when he put down his hand, he saw a mansion with a plaque of "Meng Xingshan".

Seeing him coming out, Du Die hurried forward to check if he was injured.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Shuo Yan walked towards the mansion.

"Suo Xiaoyan, you're here too." Qing Jue jumped off the stone beside him and walked in front of Shuo Yan.

He waited for so long, finally someone came out, Du Die ignored him, but now someone talked to him.

Shuo Yan nodded, seeing that Qing Jue came out before him, he didn't think there was any surprise.

"Shuo Xiaoyan, do you think it's wrong to kill innocent people and right to kill people who deserve to die?"

'Your Highness, do you think killing innocent people or killing damned people is right? '

After the clear voice fell, another vague voice sounded from Shuo Nan's mind.

"Killing people is wrong." Shuo Yan raised his eyes, and when he saw Qing Jue, he also saw another person.

The man was dressed in red, his face couldn't be seen clearly, he overlapped perfectly with Qing Jue's figure.

"You..." Something flashed across Shuo Yan's head, and a sharp pain forced him to cover his head and shake it left and right to relieve the pain.

"Hey? Shuo Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Shuo Yan's reaction, Qing Jue reached out to check his situation, but Shuo Yan grabbed his shoulders first.

Shuo Yan raised his eyes, at this time his eyes had turned into red magic pupils, and said in a deep voice, "Have we met somewhere before?"

"I've seen it, we've seen each other since we were eight years old." Qing Jue was slightly stunned, and stretched out a hand to press Shuo Yan's shoulder, "Suo Xiaoyan, you...what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Withdrew a hand, covered his head, and shook it.

"What are you doing? Are you happy to get out of the illusion?" The three of Mo Chen couldn't help teasing when they saw such a scene as soon as they came out of the illusion.

"Suo...what's the matter with him? Is he not feeling well?" Chen Chen sensed that something was wrong with Shuo Nian, and wanted to step forward to check his body.

"Don't come here, leave it to me! Believe me, I'm a doctor." Qing Jue stopped Chen Chen from coming over.

"Shuo Xiaoyan, calm down." Qing Jue gradually clenched the hand on Shuo Xiaoyan's left shoulder.

The totem on the left shoulder felt something was wrong with Shuo Lan, and it shone slightly, after the light.

Shuo Nan felt the headache in his mind disappear, and after a while, Shuo Nan put his hand down, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had returned to normal.

"Is it better now?" Qing Jue withdrew his hand and asked with concern.

Shuo Nan withdrew his hand from Qing Jue's body, looked at Mo Chen and the others, and smiled: "I'm fine. However, since you have come out, it proves that we can escape the illusion."

"Ah, that's right. I can finally go out. I don't want to stay in this illusion. Let's go and get out quickly." Mo Chen held one hand and ran towards the mansion.

Qing Jue looked incredible, and said: "Why is he more impatient than me? What did he experience in the illusion just now?"

"Who knows, let's go." Shuo Yan stretched out his hand and pushed Qing Jue forward.

When they stepped through the door of the mansion, the surrounding environment changed drastically.

"Brother!" Han Moxuan's shout made them realize that he had escaped from the illusion.

"Yeah." Mo Chen parted Mo Zhu and Chen Chen's hands, and walked towards Hanxuanzong's position, and Shuo Yan and the others also returned to their own sect.

"Since there are already people who have come out, let's start the final competition." Ye Zhiying saw that a person from the Dongfang family finally came out of the illusion, and after confirming that there was no one in the illusion, he waved the dust, and the illusion opened. Disappeared.

"By the way, can I give up this competition?" Qing Jue asked, standing beside Shuo Yan, as if thinking of something.

The corner of Ye Zhiying's mouth curled up into a mocking smile, he glanced at Qingjue, and said indifferently, "Yes, as you like."

Seeing that Ye Zhiying agreed, Qing Jue clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Then can I challenge you?"

Ye Zhiying was a little dazed, pointed at himself uncertainly, and asked, "You mean...challenge me?"

"Otherwise? Is there a second person here named Ye Zhiying?" Qing Jue rolled his eyes, he wondered if Ye Zhiying's hearing was a problem.

"No...hahaha..." Hearing Qing Jue's definite answer, Ye Zhiying bent over with a smile. After laughing for a while, he straightened up and wiped away his tears, and said to Qing Jue, "Do you know me?" What was it repaired?"

Qing Jue pretended to think about it, but he couldn't figure it out, and asked Shuo Yan who was holding Qingyou's shoulders behind Qingyou: "Suo Xiaoyan, what is he cultivating?"

Shuo Yan drew his attention from pinching Qingyou's shoulders, looked at Qingjue, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know, is it necessary for you to know what he repaired? If you want to hit him, it's really troublesome."

"He is the same Dharma cultivator as Fifth Junior Brother, but his proficiency is different from Fifth Junior Brother." Qingyou opened her fan, fanned it lightly, and answered Qingjue's words.

"Elder Qingyou is right, I am indeed a Dharma cultivator, do you still want to fight?" Ye Zhiying asked Qing Jue's opinion again.

"I think what Shuo Xiaolan said is right! You can hit as soon as you hit, what does it have to do with Xiu, but, what do you mean...agreed?" Qing Jue looked back without showing any weakness, and Ye Zhiying eyes meet each other.

Ye Zhiying smiled, and said in a cold tone, "Of course, but don't be too sad if you lose."

Qing Jue also smiled: "Whoever loses wins, it's not certain."

Qingqi got up from the chair, forcibly interrupted their staring, looked at Ye Zhiying beside him, and said in a strict voice: "You want to fight, I have no objection. But, you should find out first, your current identity , you are the master of ceremonies of this competition. In terms of emotion and reason, you should make this competition a success instead of solving your own problems."

When Ye Zhiying saw Qing Qiqi, he immediately realized his outrageousness and apologized: "I didn't think carefully about this matter, and I got angry. Thank you, the suzerain, for reminding me."

"Cut!" Qing absolutely scoffed at Ye Zhiying's apologetic words.

"Qing Jue! I think you like the Zongrui very much, so have you read a line in the Zongrui about having no respect for elders?" Qing Qi immediately turned around when he heard Qingjue's movement, and straightened It looked clear.

Qing looked at Qing Qi's eyes full of anger, and found that Qing Qi was really angry this time.

Corrected his attitude, and said: "For an elder who has no respect, you can read the patriarchal rules ten thousand times, and the Cangshu Pavilion... books about cultivation."

"Go to Zangshu Pavilion for me now, and don't come out if you can't finish copying!" Qing Qi ordered Qing Jue with a cold snort.

When Qing Jue heard Qing Qi's verdict on him, he stammered, "I...I haven't..."

"No? You, a disciple, are so presumptuous in front of all the sect masters and elders. You don't abide by your responsibilities as a disciple, but you come to provoke others, and you don't copy books for me in the library." They are all squeezed out from between the teeth.

Qing Jue and Qing Qi looked at each other, finally Qing Jue nodded, replied "disciple understands", then turned and left.

After Qing Jue walked away, Qing Qi said to Qing You: "Fourth Junior Brother, come with me."

Qingyou nodded, got up and followed Qingqi who was leaving.

Seeing Qingyou leave, Shuo Yan's expression darkened a little, and he said, "Shall we start the competition now? Who will fight me?"

There was no sound for a while.

Mo Chen sat on the chair, waved his hands, and said indifferently: "You guys fight, it's not easy for me to come out of that illusion, I won't fight."

"I'm tired too." Chen Chen crossed his arms, walked in front of Yi Nianze, and apologized: "I'm incompetent, I can't compete with him."

Seeing Chen Chen talking like this, Yi Nianze frowned and said, "How can it be that the master is incompetent? The master is already very powerful, as long as he is not injured, everything else doesn't matter."

"Young master... you..." A disciple of the Yanlu Sect asked after seeing Mo Zhu's silent appearance.

Mo Zhu slightly raised his eyes to look at him, and the disciple understood it, and said to Ye Zhiying who was standing by Qing Xuanzong's side: "Our young master needs a proper rest, so we won't compete with you."

Dongfang Mo opened his mouth and was about to say something when the red-haired snow fox in his arms moved, raised his eyes, and looked at him with a pair of vertical red pupils.

"Your Highness, what's the matter?" Dongfang Mo asked the fox in his arms in a low voice.

The fox narrowed his eyes, glanced at Shuo Yan, and whispered to Dongfang Mo: "Don't compare, you can't beat him, just now he fought with the young master of the Yan Lu Sect and the great elder of the Yin Shizong, and they both won.

The strength of these two is definitely stronger than that of your Dongfang family who came out of the illusion.Although, I don't understand the rules of your immortal cultivators, but that guy... you can't afford to mess with him. "

"I think so too." Dongfang Mo reached out and touched the fox's head, feeling good.

But he touched it and then obediently stopped, he didn't dare to move casually, if he was pursued by that person, he would be finished.

Ye Zhiying nodded, looked at Dongfang Mo, and asked, "Patriarch Dongfang, you..."

"It's no more, they are all tired." Dongfang Mo smiled. Besides, the comparison is no match, and they will be injured, which is unnecessary.

"Since everyone has given up the competition, Shuo Yan, the personal disciple of the Fourth Elder of Emperor Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty, won this competition." Ye Zhiying walked to the center and announced.

Shuo Nan was upset, he just wanted to fight in a legitimate way, why can't they compare with each other?

Shuo Yan was in a bad mood.

It wasn't until two weeks after the banquet that he remembered that Qingjue was still staying in the library, and during these two weeks, Qingyou ignored his gloomy mood, which made him even more upset.

Shuo Yan, who was in a bad mood, went to Hanfeng's Zangshu Pavilion to find Qingjue out of rare kindness.

Shuo Yan followed Du Die in a place full of books, and found Qing Jue. Qing Jue's clothes were from the illusion that day. Except for some ink stains on his face, leaving aside his haggard face, everything was fine. good.

Shuo Yan walked up to Qing Jue, Du Die picked up a book and put it in his hand, he opened it for a few glances, then looked at Qing Jue who was trying to copy the book, and asked, "I haven't finished copying yet." ? What year and month are you going to copy?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know... why are there so many books on cultivating immortals? You must throw them away when you have time!" Qing Jue said through gritted teeth while copying the contents of the books.

"Are there many?" Shuo Yan glanced at the few hills around Qingjue, then at the two piles of copied books not far away from Qingjue, nodded and said, "Indeed, there are quite a lot."

"You haven't closed your eyes for more than ten days, have you?" Shuo Yan raised his eyebrows.

Qing Jue raised his head slightly, his red eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes because he didn't close his eyes, curled his lips: "How dare I? Besides, I'm a medical practitioner, I can heal myself."

"Oh? Self-healing? Then your scarred heart was healed by itself? The third master didn't punish Ye Zhiying." Shuo Yan sat in front of Qing Jue and said to him.

After Qing Jue was stunned for a moment, he continued to copy: "Isn't this normal? Ye Zhiying is not from our sect, so it's normal for Master not to punish. Besides, Master has his own ideas."

"That's right. However, the third uncle promised you to become a disciple of the master temporarily during the banquet. What is the condition to negotiate with you? Don't give me a haha." Shuo Yan rolled the book in his hand into a circle and knocked He tapped Qing Jue on the shoulder.

If Qing Jue said something like "Master said, as long as the Fourth Martial Uncle agrees, he will agree", he would not believe it. Even if Qing Qi really said this, it must be After talking with Qing Jue.

As for the conditions, Shuo Yan didn't know, nor did he understand.Qingjue doesn't have any conditions to talk to Qingqi, except...he likes Qingqi.

"What else is there, isn't it just telling me not to be full of opinions on Ye Zhiying, and..." Qing Jue hesitated to speak.

Shuo Yan frowned: "What else?"

Qing Jue smiled wryly: "It's nothing, the master originally planned to check my body. You know, Shuo Xiaoyan, if the master knows about my current physical condition... then it's okay."

"Are green plums delicious?"

"The taste is still thin, the fruit is big, the core is small, and it's sour... Shuo Xiaoyan, what do you mean? I'm sour!?" Qingjue sensed the meaning of Shuoyan's words, and put the brush on it with one hand. On the table, he looked dissatisfied at the person in front of him.

Shuo Yan frowned, and looked at him amusedly: "Did I say something? Not only is your tone of voice now, but as long as you mention something related to the third uncle, your whole body will be bubbling with sourness."

"Am I right?" Shuo Nan turned to ask Poison Butterfly beside him, and Poison Butterfly lightly touched the tip of Shuo Nan's nose in favor.

"Did you see it? The poisonous butterfly is right." Shuo Yan showed off to Qing Jue with a proud face.

Qing didn't say a word, why didn't he see Shuo Nian so naive before?really……

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