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

In the next few months, Mo Chen applied to Shuo Yanting to make weapons for him, but Shuo Yan didn't have any suspicions, but he still trusted Mo Chen.

When Shuo Yanting led the soldiers to attack Qing Xuanzong, Mo Chen had already forged a lot of weapons for them, this day Mo Chen was walking in the corridor, at this time Shuo Yanting had already gone to attack Qing Xuanzong.

Mo Chen didn't take such a rest during this period, but put all his energy on training weapons, which made him look a little messed up, even exhausted.

One of his feet was unsteady and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he quickly supported the pillar beside him, Mo Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed his tired eyes, there was a thick black mass under his eyes, which made his whole face extraordinarily pale. haggard.

"It's really bad..." Mo Chen supported the pillar for a while before he was ready to go back to the room, but he fainted after walking a few steps.

Ten years ago:

At that time, he had just escaped from the palace not long ago, and his clothes and face were dirty as if he had escaped. He mixed into a small team, and I heard that some fairy from the mountain came down to collect disciples. He didn't think so much, he just wanted to escape from those who came to him.

Seeing that he would be there soon, he walked back, the team walked quickly, and soon there was no one behind him, only him alone, so he planned to pass by in a hurry, anyway, he would never It might just be him.

He walked up to the orange-clothed immortal, and the immortal stretched out his index finger to his brow. After a while, the immortal withdrew his hand without saying a word.

When he saw that the test was over, he turned around and was about to leave. The person looking for him should have already left. When he turned around and was about to leave, he was pulled back by his clothes.

He was pulled back a few steps, and finally fell into someone's arms, and the fragrance of orchids surrounded him for a moment.

"What's your name?" A male voice sounded from above his head, he raised his head, and just collided with a pair of brown pupils, it was the fairy just now.

He frowned, but did not answer the fairy's words.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the immortal frowned in confusion, and pulled him back to the position just now. The immortal sat on the wooden chair and pulled him in front of him, as if he was carefully observing his appearance.

At such a close distance, he is enough to see the appearance of the immortal.However, he didn't have such thoughts, frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The immortal raised his eyes, and when he heard his words, he seemed relieved, and said, "You have the aptitude for cultivating immortals, why don't you come to our Qing Xuanzong?"

Cultivation qualifications?

Hearing the fairy talk, it was only then that he remembered that he himself seemed to be the young master of the Hanxuan sect in the world of cultivating immortals. It is impossible to have no qualifications!

Seeing that he didn't speak, the immortal thought that his expression was not accurate enough, and after weighing it up, he said: "My name is Qingyun, I am the second elder of Qing Xuanzong, from now on you will be my disciple, what's your name? "

It seems that this is his original intention!I was still asking angrily just now, but now I am directly sure.

He pursed his lips, he couldn't say that his name was Han Su, it would definitely be exposed.

He thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that his mother had told him that a fairy had chosen the characters for him when he was born.

He opened the mouth and said, "My name is Mo Chen, the Chen of the stars."

When Qingyun heard Mo Chen's words, there was a trace of such an expression on his face, but only for a moment, Mo Chen didn't see it, he nodded and said: "Very good, Mo Chen...is a good name."

"En." Mo Chen echoed perfunctorily, and then he was brought back to Qing Xuanzong.

As soon as he landed on the cold peak, a disciple came to meet him. The disciple opened his eyes to Mo Chen, and said to Qing Yun, "Master must be tired just after he came back, so let Ye Quan take the junior brother to wash up. Arrange a room."

Seeing that he was talking about himself, Mo Chen planned to walk towards him, but was stopped by Qing Yun. Seeing this scene, Ye Quan and Mo Chen looked at him puzzled.

Qingyun reached out and touched the tip of his nose, and said awkwardly: "No need, Mo Chen will live in the same courtyard with the teacher in the future, and you have to take care of other disciples on weekdays, so he should leave it to me."

Ye Quan's eyes widened in disbelief. The master who usually let his disciples go free is willing to take care of the children by himself?Moreover, all the disciples of Qing Xuanzong knew what it meant to live in the same courtyard as the master. Isn't that just telling everyone that Mo Chen is his direct disciple?

"..." Mo Chen reached out to put his hand on his forehead, could he refuse?It doesn't seem to work.But if he was in the same courtyard with Qingyun, wouldn't he have to be careful in everything he did, and he was planning to run away.

Qingyun arranged Mo Chen in a room not far from his room, briefly said the things that should be paid attention to, and asked Mo Chen to wash up.

After Mo Chen washed and washed, he realized that he had no new clothes to wear, and Qingyun didn't give him any new clothes.

He turned his head silently, glanced at his original clothes, and pondered.

If he continued to wear that dress, it would be no different from not washing it, but if he didn't wear it...

In the end, Mo Chen wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and was going to look in the room for children's clothes and the like.

However, after searching for a long time, I didn't find any clothes, oh, except for a quilt.

Mo Chen sincerely suspected that no one lived here before, which led to him being naked now, bearing the coolness of the breeze blowing over his body, and knocking on Qingyun's door.

Fortunately, it is summer now, otherwise, he might die of cold at this door.Because he didn't know what Qingyun was doing, he stood outside the door for more than half an hour before Qingyun opened the door.

The door was opened, Qingyun looked at Mo Chen who was standing in front of his room wearing only a bath towel, frowned and said: "What are you doing, hurry up and put on your clothes."

Mo Chen pursed his lips, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said through gritted teeth: "Then can I trouble Master to give me a piece of clothing? I don't ask too much, but at least it can cover my body."

Qingyun was silent for a moment, and then suddenly realized, he raised his forehead, pulled Mo Chen into his room, and then took a piece of his own outerwear to cover his body temporarily.

Mo Chen took off the coat that Qingyun threw on his head, then simply covered his body, looked at Qingyun who was resting his forehead in thought, and asked, "Then what?"

"Then... I'll go to Yequan and ask him to find a piece of clothing. You stay here obediently, and you can figure out what to do if you go out and catch the cold." Qingyun flung his sleeves and walked out of the room, leaving Mo Chen alone. into his room.

"This... I really don't know how to teach so many disciples." Mo Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his nose was surrounded by the scent of orchids, which was exactly the same as Qing Yun's.

However, what Mo Chen didn't know was that he was the only disciple Qing Yun had ever taken care of, and Ye Quan was taken care of by Qing Qi from the beginning, and they were all taken as disciples by Qing Yun later.

Mo Chen was lying on the table playing with teacups boredly, after he slept for a while, Qingyun came back.

He looked at Qingyun's face flushed because of running too fast, and called out in a daze: "Master!" After that, he fell asleep, and Qingyun didn't wake him up.

The painting style changed, and when the people from Hanxuanzong came to pick him up, Qingyun stood in front of him, looking at the people who came to pick him up on both sides of him.

He said: "Who are you? Why did you abduct my disciple?"

The two glanced at each other, and the person on his left respectfully said to Qingyun: "Our wife said: Thank you Elder Qingyun for taking care of our young master these days."

Qing Yun frowned, and upon hearing his words, the spiritual power that had just emanated from his body gradually disappeared.

"In that case, the two of us will take the young master away." Another person put his hand on Mo Chen's right shoulder to prevent Mo Chen from escaping.

Mo Chen stretched out his hand and slapped the man's hand away, and walked forward, when he passed by Qingyun, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that Mo Chen was so obedient, the two of them left with Mo Chen after Xiang Qingyun arrived.

...

When Mo Chen woke up from the dream, it was already two days later. At this time, Shuo Yanting's army was defeated, and many people even died.

When Mo Chen woke up, the first thing he saw was the poisonous butterfly Shuo Yan sent to find him. He stretched out his hand, and the poisonous butterfly landed on his hand. Gradually, the poisonous butterfly turned into a few words:

The time has come.

After he finished reading, the poisonous butterfly disappeared. He stretched out his hand to touch his aching head, got up, picked up the clothes on the side and walked to the door. Now he has to go to the prison in the devil world to find Shuo Ruohan and Murong Su .

"Where are you going, sir?" Opening the door, Chu Xia stood in front of him holding a pipa, looking straight at him with a pair of orange eyes.

Mo Chen frowned, at this moment he didn't want to continue pretending anymore, now, all he can do is to rescue Shuo Ruohan and the others as soon as possible.

He said coldly, "You don't need to worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he bypassed Chu Xia and ran to the place where the prison was located. Seeing him leave, Chu Xia gritted his teeth and followed.

The Hualing sword appeared in his hand, and he killed all the blood soldiers who blocked him. At this moment, a long whip struck him from behind like a poisonous snake.

The pipa sounded, the long whip was retracted by the man, and Chu Xia appeared behind Mo Chen.

Mo Chen turned around and looked at Chu Xia, puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just want to help Mr. Mo. If you don't dislike him, can you let Chu Xia be with you." Chu Xia asked Mo Chen sideways.

Mo Chen hesitated and said, "This..."

"That's always the way it sounds. Now it's true that the tiger is in trouble. I really don't know why he saved you." A woman held a pipe in one hand and dragged the other in the other. She was going to assassinate Shuo Nian again and again. , but Lin Yu ran away.

Standing beside her was Wan Meng, holding a long whip in his hand, and explained: "Sister, don't say that either. My husband has always valued love and righteousness, but the entrusted person is wrong."

Standing beside Chu Xia, Mo Chen listened to their conversation, and learned that apart from Wan Meng, whom he had only met once, Lin Yu was also one of Shuo Yanting's wives and concubines.

"You two girls, if you want to chat, can you let me go first? If you come to block our way, I don't have time to chat with you." The Hualing sword in Mo Chen's hand shone slightly, and he ran towards Lin Yu.

The pipe in Lin Yu's hand twirled around in her hand, the ash in the pipe fell to the ground, and all the ash that landed turned into vines in an instant, binding Mo Chen's hands and feet.

Mo Chen frowned, and tried hard to break free from the shackles of the vines, but it didn't work.

"Don't underestimate women, boy." Lin Yu took a puff from the pipe and exhaled white smoke.

Chu Xia saw that Mo Chen was restrained, so she went to help Mo Chen, but a long whip came down and blocked her way, Wan Meng said, "What is sister Chu Xia trying to do? What should I do if I get hurt, my sister should go back quickly and don't get involved in this matter."

"Sister, you're joking, how can I not have my part in this matter." Chu Xia's slender fingers gently plucked the strings of the pipa, only to see a few traces of light cut off all the vines that bound Mo Chen.

Seeing the disappearance of the vines, Mo Chen reacted quickly, and attacked Lin Yu with the Hualing sword in his hand. Lin Yu blocked his attack with a pipe.

Wan dreamed of this, so he walked towards Lin Yu, but was stopped by Chu Xia, who put his hand on the pipa, and said to Wan Meng: "Your opponent is me, I am not as good as Mr. Mo, but hold you Still easy."

"You..." Wan Meng frowned, and the long whip in her hand fluttered towards Chu Xia.

Chu Xia sat on the body of a dead person, plucked the strings with her fingers, and the sound of the piano surrounded her, forming an invisible protective shield, blocking all Wanmeng's attacks.

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