Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

He Lang held his breath and concentrated his inner energy on his dantian, intending to use this deep inner energy.

Finding a gap, Helang bent his right hand, retracted the sword behind his back, and slammed a palm with his left hand.

This palm didn't have any tricks, but it was simple and powerful. Although Wu Zheng had expected it, he couldn't help himself. He was shocked by this coercion, his feet softened and became unstable for a while, and Helang found an opportunity. Immediately drew the sword.

But he didn't directly use the killing move that hit the vital point, but swung the sword shadows all over the sky one foot in front of him. This move is not very lethal, even if it hits, it will not cause fatal injuries. The people below are stunned. Sighing, calling him stupid for wasting this opportunity.

Helang was unmoved, and continued to insist on his own ideas with a calm expression.

Under the layers of sword shadows and silver lights, his black hair was raised high, his pure white clothes moved around, and his eyes were peaceful, making people feel that he was competing in the arena of the Devil's Cult. It looks like Mr. Pianpian holding a jade fan, doing a pleasing performance.

It is true that his attack is not very lethal, but it has a very wide range of hits. No matter how powerful Wu Zheng's dodging skills are, a wound was lightly scratched on his shoulder.

Such a small hole does not affect the battle, that's exactly what Wu thought.

But seeing that Helang stopped immediately, as if the dust had settled, and he was calm and composed, everyone noticed something was wrong.

But after a while, Wu Zheng's complexion completely changed, he knew that there must be something wrong with the opponent's sword, otherwise why did his body lose all strength in an instant, and even the true energy in his body couldn't move?

With only a trace of strength remaining, he slapped the ground limply and cursed: "You used poison? Despicable..."

Obviously this person in front of him has repeatedly played bad tricks, but when it was his turn to lose, he wanted to shirk his responsibility and blame others for being despicable. Helang shook his head and returned a smile: "After all, I am a member of the Demon Cult."

The gongs and drums were loud, the shouts from the audience burst out, and the people in the stands were finally moved.

"Master, look... do you want to accept this person as your guardian?" Zuo Guardian asked cautiously.

The man paused, but still shook his head.

Even so, he still took another look at the ring.

The defeated man with dreadlocks lay on the ground in embarrassment, and shouted at the man in white, "I tell you! Don't think that if you win, I can become a Dharma protector! The leader will not want you!"

This sentence was clearly audible, and the person who had already made up his mind suddenly went back on his word, "My seat... I want it."

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☆, domineering (tsundere) leader

After Helang stepped down, he met Ge Rulan.

She was surprised and said, "Seeing that you are limp after losing your martial arts, I thought you would be thrown off the stage at the first move."

Ge Wenjing nodded, with admiration on his face, but a strange frenzy in his eyes, "It's been a long time since I sparred with you, but I've made great progress. It's better to hit the sun than choose another day. Now let's go to the martial arts field to compete!"

He Lang hastily shied away, but luckily at this time, other disciples informed him that the elder had something important to do with him, so he rushed there.

Originally thought that the matter of protecting the Dharma would have to wait a few days until the leader knew who he was before he could make a decision.

Unexpectedly, when he got off the stage, the elder told him that at this time he was already the right protector in the teaching.

Even in the eyes of others, how unruly this is, and how much it makes other seniors unwilling, but this is what the leader personally decided.

Before Helang could tell the ghost doctor about this, the elder asked him to go back and pack his things, and tonight he moved to the side hall of the leader to serve the leader with him.

Helang accepted the few burdens and went to the ghost doctor to thank him.

Hearing that he became the right protector in just a few hours, the ghost doctor was astonished, but also sighed: "I didn't expect you to succeed?! If I knew it, I would have tried it too!"

Since he couldn't wait to come to the main hall that he had never been able to set foot in the past, he had many thoughts. Will he be in danger at any time when he is a Dharma protector?How can he protect the mission object?

But this time, reality was contrary to his ideas.

Rather than being a Dharma protector, Helang felt more like a servant serving the leader closely...

In the few hours since he took office, he found that he seemed to have been staring at the leader's back for two hours.

The leader's name is Ao Li. When Helang heard this name for the first time, he smiled knowingly, hoping that this person could stand proudly between heaven and earth like his name.

His appearance does seem to fit such a name, with handsome features, protruding browbones and deep-set eyes, because of his unspeakable smile, the corners of his mouth are often pursed into a cold arc, and there is a natural arrogance in his eyes, and his every move It meant laziness, but at the same time carried a domineering air that had been in the top position for a long time.

The man seemed to be doing nothing, not dealing with academic affairs, with a lazy look on his face. There were many collections of paintings scattered on the table. He was also quite patient, looking carefully at each book, and only at this time, he did not In Wen Wen's eyes, there will be a hint of yearning and curiosity that is not obvious.

Helang guarded him and had nothing to do, so he also observed him carefully, and saw that he might be interested in calligraphy and painting, so he asked softly, "Does the leader like calligraphy and painting?"

Ao Li, who was concentrating on the painting room, paused for a moment, he didn't expect this new protector to ask him this question.

After a long time, he nodded lightly.

Seeing Ao Li's confession, He Lang smiled naturally, "This subordinate also likes painting and calligraphy. If the leader doesn't dislike it, this subordinate can show your talent for you."

When he said this, he didn't want to show off, and he didn't specifically get closer to him. He just saw him flipping through the album, looking very lonely, so he made this suggestion. But if Guardian Zuo is here, he must He exclaimed that he had eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard.

The man didn't speak, but flashed to him in an instant.

Helang suddenly met a pair of eyes full of hostility, looked directly at the inquiry in his eyes, and felt frank in his heart. He suspected that as long as he was oppressed by this powerful momentum, he would be directly thrown out by this moody person.

Ao Li's pupils have a metallic texture, so they don't look warm, but rather cold.

He withdrew his gaze and responded inaudibly.

Feeling relieved, Helang immediately curled his mouth, came to the desk in front of him, and stood opposite him, then unfolded the rice paper on the side, and picked up the paintbrush. A series of movements were smooth and natural, and there was a sense of beauty when painting.

He has always been proficient in calligraphy and painting, and with just a few strokes at this time, Ao Li's image is vividly displayed on the paper.

It's just that in the painting, his eyes are not as ferocious as the one looking at him just now, but there are sporadic smiles in his eyes, making people fall into his tenderness when they look at him.

Ao Li's complexion began to change slightly.

Ruuo...he really laughed...does he look like this?

In order to be able to draw Ao Li's appearance, He Lang had to look at him a few more times.

But just because of these few glances, Ao Li became angry. He felt that the new guardian had no rules at all, so he immediately yelled at him in a vicious voice, "What are you doing staring at me?"

Herang's smile paused slightly, but he still didn't flinch.Although the frowning and angry look of the person in front of him was indeed scary, but he didn't feel the killing intent. Maybe it was because he was not afraid of death, so he couldn't really be afraid of his task target.

"The teacher's birth is so beautiful, why don't people see it?"

Helang did it on purpose, and didn't notice how terrifying these words were.

Originally thought that the extremely majestic bloodthirsty leader would do something radical, but he just turned around with a disgusted face, and ordered in a cold and flat tone, "Don't look at me."

Ao Li wished he could punch himself.Why is his cheek so slightly hot?This is really strange.

Seeing that he didn't do anything, Helang got more and more aggressive, and seriously began to say high-sounding words, "Why? As your protector, this subordinate has to watch over you all the time."

"...You are too good-looking, and you are uncomfortable being stared at." Ao Li lowered his head, and murmured a few words with his mouth slightly moving.

Isn't that right, when that person looked at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with mist, with a sparkling smile, and so focused, as if he only had eyes for himself... What is this, he is obviously just a Insignificant new guardian.

It's just that his words were so insignificant that Helang had no choice but to ask again, "What did the leader say? Didn't the subordinates hear clearly?"

"..." The air froze for a moment, and then surged up again, like the roar of a wild beast.

"Get out! This seat tells you to get out!"

Ao Li cursed angrily, and with a slight movement of his palm, a strong internal force burst out, directly blasting Helang out of the door, making him unable to resist.

Helang was blasted out disheartened, extremely embarrassed, if he hadn't had a martial arts body, he might have broken several ribs again by his seemingly random but extremely powerful palm wind.

This man is really rude and unreasonable!Herron rubbed his body.

But although he didn't have a good impression of him in his heart, he was still his subordinate after all, and Helang could only treat him respectfully.

……

Because he was blasted out by Ao Li on the first day, Helang's self-esteem was damaged, and there were still old wounds on his body that hadn't healed, so Helang didn't go to the leader's side to be on duty that day.

In fact, this was not what he wanted, but Guardian Zuo gave him a warning on the first night, saying that he did not want to work with him, so he decided to take turns with him on duty.

Helang had no choice but to nod.This leader is indeed difficult to get along with, and it is not bad for him to take a day to catch his breath.

The next day, Zuo Hufa regretted what he said yesterday. He obviously worked hard as usual and handled the teaching affairs on his behalf, but the face of the leader seemed to have never been better. I looked at a painting for a day.

And the figure in this painting is the leader himself?Guardian Zuo bravely asked in a low voice, hoping to let him relax, but he was glared back by the leader, and he was startled by the devilish energy behind him.

Guardian Zuo's heart felt cold, thinking that the leader's temper is good today, he would rather travel thousands of miles to go on a mission.

Fortunately, when it was time to rest, he could go back to the house to rest.

Seeing that it was getting dark and that person was not coming, Ao Licai asked slowly, "Where is he?"

Zuo Protector was stunned for a long time before realizing that what the leader said was the new Right Protector yesterday.

"This... ah... the right protector was injured, so I didn't go to serve the leader today."

Hearing this, Ao Li frowned again.

wounded?But he was not injured in the ring, could it be that his strength was not well controlled yesterday?He has always been unhappy because he is such a shocking person, and he has not seen any injuries to Zuo Hufa. Is that person really so fragile...

Seeing the leader's gloomy expression, Guardian Zuo was startled.Originally, he was just dissatisfied with this kid sitting with him, and wanted to have more opportunities to perform in front of the leader, but now it seems that he should go back and let that kid suffer this.

Before Helang could rest enough, he saw Guardian Zuo condescendingly ordering him to follow the leader every day from now on.

Helang didn't understand the rules, so he still regarded him as a senior, thinking that this was what the leader meant, so he nodded.

Zuo Hufa left contentedly, expecting a little more, thinking that he would have a chance to see this kid's joke.

When Helang went to work the next day, he was still a bit worried, wondering whether the medical expenses could be reimbursed, whether he was considered a work-related injury...

But unexpectedly, seeing him coming, Ao Li seemed to be relieved, and then threw a bottle of medicine to him expressionlessly, as if he was disgusted like a waste given to a beggar.

Helang didn't care too much, and thanked him naturally after taking it.

During the day-to-day duty (guarding Ao Li), Helang found that the leader was very...according to Guatu, he was a house.

He also had nothing to do every day, just stood behind him and looked at him, extremely bored, so Ao Li asked him to draw for himself.

At least this is considered something to do, and Helang broke away from the day of daily martial arts, and returned to the day of reciting poems and painting every day.

He also changed from a senior servant to an exclusive painter.

It's just that no matter how He Lang looked at it, he felt that the palace was rich and powerful, so why was he not willing to hire a painter...

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☆, painting all over the world

Ao Li really didn't seem like the leader of the entire Demon Cult. After getting along with him, He Lang felt that under his cold appearance, there might be a young man who didn't know much about the world.

This thought made Herang smile knowingly.

As soon as Ao Li saw him staring at him and smiling, he immediately trembled and urged him to bring tea and water, and then rolled back to draw a picture for him.

As ordered, Helang made tea for him and returned with a new row of brushes.

In the past, he always stood opposite Ao Li, drawing with a desk between him, but this time, he prepared a chair to sit beside him.

Ao Li watched the man sit down naturally, the awkward feeling in his heart reappeared, and he looked at him coldly.

Helang deliberately didn't pay attention to his icy gaze, and just sorted out the drawing paper on the table, picked up the wooden case and smoothed it.

"Subordinates sit next to the leader, so the leader can see more clearly."

This explanation is quite good. His natural and serious attitude convinced Ao Li, making him like a wild beast that quietly hibernate in an instant, watching his movements quietly.

Helang pursed his lips and shook his head helplessly.Obviously this person doesn't reject being close to others, but he is like a beast guarding his own territory, he will not give up until he shows his majesty to others.

This time, all the people he drew were people in the sect, including Guardian Zuo, whom Ao Li saw every day, and several elders who had been in the sect for a long time, including Ge Rulan, Hall Master Ge, ghost doctor, and even elders. Men with dreadlocks... Whether he likes it or hates it, he makes their images come alive on the paper stroke by stroke.

About [-]% to [-]% of the painting was completed, Helang stopped writing, and said: "These are all believers. They have different personalities, good and evil, but they are all willing to follow the leader, and they want to go through fire and water for you. Don't you feel lucky? ?” He sighed slightly.

Ao Li frowned slightly, as if he didn't quite understand what he wanted to say, and his eyes were covered with a little confusion for a moment.

He has never thought about these things, he only knows that he is very strong, so many people are willing to listen to him, other than that, he has never thought about it.Including the great cause of unification and domination of the martial arts that these subordinates said, he didn't seem to have thought about it, and he didn't know whether he could live up to their expectations.

His life is just living.

Ao Li's mood seemed to be a little tangled, he rarely communicated with others, and never got any ideas from their words, but Helang's words made him think.

Seeing him frowning, as if he hadn't thought about anything, Helang gave up.

He picked out a soft pen with a delicate grip and put it in Ao Li's hand, wanting to teach him how to paint, which is one of the reasons why he wanted to sit beside Ao Li.

"If the leader is interested, you can try following the drawing of your subordinates."

Ao Li picked up the pen, hesitated, and finally put down the pen simply, shaking his head and refusing.

Helang asked patiently, "Does the leader not want to paint, or does he not want to copy the paintings of his subordinates?"

Ao Li remained silent and stayed with him until dark.

Seeing Helang's back disappearing little by little, his eyes moved to the table in front of him, the painting he made, and the brush he handed to him today.

He took a deep breath, straightened up, and took a pen to draw on the empty paper. He didn't give up until the disciple holding the lamp dared to persuade him.

On the second day, Helang got up much earlier than usual, and arrived at the main hall where Ao Liping usually stayed in advance.

There was no one in the hall, only the messy arrangement on the large table.

Helang took a closer look, and there was a painting on the desk that was not painted with ink. It only roughly outlined the frame of the human figure. The lines were green and there was an ink mark. He guessed that the artist must be hesitating when painting. Can't make up my mind.

Helang pursed his lips and looked at the many rough crumpled papers beside him.

He carefully unfolded the papers one by one, and found that the contents of the paintings were exactly the same, except that the eyes, eyebrows, and nose were flawed, so they were discarded by the owner.

And the person in the painting... He Lang pursed his lips, why did he feel that he was the one in the painting?But the disciples who do the cleaning are never allowed to touch the objects of the leader, especially the drawing paper and drawing utensils on the table, so the person who does the painting is...?

"lay down!"

There was a reprimand from behind, and Helang immediately put down the things in his hands, and stepped aside respectfully.

I saw Ao Li standing at the door, frowning from embarrassment, instead of pacing, he walked directly to the table.

Helang nodded slightly to him, and pressed his right hand to his chest, "Master, good day..."

But before he could finish speaking, Ao Li became furious, and with a black face, he swept the painting on the table to the ground.

"To shut up!"

Helang thoughtfully stopped talking, and stepped back far away, for fear that he would throw himself out of the door again.

I thought that Ao Li would punish him a little bit when he got angry, but he didn't move again, as if he was just sulking himself, which made He Lang confused and didn't know what to do.

Taking advantage of the break for a while, he planned to seek advice from Guardian Zuo. How should he deal with this situation?

So, he first found Ge Rulan, the master of everything, but she told Helang Zuo Dharma Guardian to go on a mission, probably to make trouble for the people of the white way, and let them dredge their muscles and bones.

Helang suddenly realized and nodded. He originally thought that Guardian Zuo's responsibilities were similar to his. He could be regarded as a high-ranking servant, but he only realized now that the Guardian still had to do tasks...

Ge Rulan looked at him, glanced at him, and sighed, "It seems that you are not an easy guardian." She thought that this kid would learn a lot from the leader after he became a guardian after his luck , but why on the contrary, he became more and more stupid, and he didn't even understand his responsibilities. I'm afraid his role as a law protector is for nothing.

Helang rubbed his nose and told her frankly that after all, he only serves tea, pours water, writes and draws beside the leader every day.

Ge Rulan's eyes widened, she never expected that he would actually do the things that these servants do in front of the Dharma protectors.

But seeing that he is physically strong and not as pitiful as before, it seems that he is doing well.

She pulled the ribbon on her shoulders, looked around, and suddenly lowered her voice, full of interest, "Since you are already a Dharma protector and serve the leader every day, you must know a lot of secrets and interesting things, it's okay to tell my sister... ...For example, what is the personality of the leader? You have heard people say that the leader has a bad temper, so you are not afraid? What does the leader look like in your eyes?"

Helang listened, touched his chin and thought deeply, is the leader in his eyes?

"A little... childish."

Ge Rulan was shocked by his answer, "What?!"

She knocked on Helang's head, "You really can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth! But don't be heard by others, or your head will be lost! Don't talk nonsense!"

Helang nodded obediently, and did not refute in front of her.

In fact, he had some thoughts in his heart. He thought that Ao Li was not as bloodthirsty and brutal as others said... Although his temper was indeed not very good, he had never seen him do any evil, even if the servant made a mistake. He also just stared at them a few times to scare them, without any real punishment. Compared with the palace he used to stay in, this Demon Cult was unexpectedly more relaxed.

Little by little, he found out that Ao Li was not a really violent person, He Lang acted like he was dying, and took the initiative to tease him all day long.

It's just that Ao Li doesn't want to talk to him, he just wants to watch him draw.

Helang pursed his lips slightly, and found that provocative teasing was still not suitable for him, so he planned to draw his own thoughts into the painting.

Ao Li heard that he took the initiative to paint. Although his face was still expressionless, there was no gloomy look in his eyes, and he could see that he was in a happy mood.

Helang also relaxed his mood, twisted his wrist, and changed his usual delicate painting style, and changed a few brushes with different softness and hardness, and the colors used were also different.

Ao Li felt fresh and stared at it without blinking.

It can be seen that in the painting, two people swim side by side at first, and then there are different scenery behind them, one is a pure white pear blossom in full bloom, the other is a coquettish pink peach blossom, and the other is a little bit of red plum blossom , flowers and trees piled up with snow, the four seasons are messy, but there is fun in the weirdness, and it is beautiful.

The scroll was not short, so Helang slowly unfolded it and continued to paint with paint.

Farther away is the picturesque Jiangnan, with painted boats and lanterns on the river, sparkling fireworks in the sky, bustling crowds on the other side, and lovers in pairs.

At the edge of such a scene, there are yellow sands in the desert, solitary smoke rising into the sky, and goshawks soaring, but behind them there are green mountains, canyons crossing, scattered villages at the foot of the mountains, and streams everywhere.

After reading this painting carefully from the beginning to the end, it is as if they have swum through the four seasons hand in hand, witnessed the blooming of the flowers, and visited all the beautiful scenery in the world, every plant, every tree, every mountain Water is all about reverie, as if there is a story in every scene, and it is intriguing in the chaos.

Ao Li was fascinated by watching, and he was caught in the painting for a long time and could not return.

Helang's gentle and low voice sounded in his ear at the right time, "If there is a chance in the future, my subordinates will travel with the leader."

Ao Li was stunned, looked at him puzzled, and murmured: "Why do you treat me like this..."

He and this person are neither relatives nor acquaintances, they have only known each other for a few months, let alone the relationship of subordinates.

Everyone was in awe of him and entrusted him to a high altar, but why wasn't he afraid?Still insist on being side by side with him, being so special to him?

All these questions were stuffed in his heart like hard seeds from the first encounter, making him uncomfortable, but gradually grew branches and leaves, spreading in his heart.

Helang put away his pen, as it should be, "Your subordinate should treat you well." He only has one task target in each world, and he should give him his heart.

Ao Li thought for a long time, but just shook his head, feeling strange in his heart, maybe he felt that this answer did not clear his doubts.

Seeing that he was still struggling, the relaxed smile on his face gradually faded, and he took a look at his hands and the exposed skin. There were some inconspicuous scars on them, which looked old and could not be healed.

He approached Ao Li slightly, with a hint of pity in his tone.

"Because, the leader... seems very lonely."

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☆, inner

It is because I feel that Ao Li has an unusual loneliness, so I am always with him, so I can't help but want to bring him some fun.

Helang's answer made Ao Li's heartstrings hum, and his brain became confused.

When he met those eyes, he had the urge to shed tears, as if a solid and unreachable barrier was smashed forcefully, which made him suddenly feel a little bit sad, but this disillusionment turned into anger in an instant.

He is high above the ground, as the head of a sect, the outside world seems to turn pale when talking about him, and under the admiration of everyone, he also claims to be the proud son of heaven, so how can he need the sympathy of this weak person? !

Ao Li lowered his breath, and said in a harsh tone, "You are just an ant in this seat, don't you still want to give alms and sympathize with this seat?"

Helang remained silent, pampering him and allowing him to lose his temper.

This gentle and tolerant look made Ao Li clenched his lower lip, and suddenly he felt crazy, as if someone touched his territory, and he wanted to rudely drive them away one by one.

But why doesn't he go? !

In an instant, behind Ao Li, the devilish energy surged, and he slapped a palm towards Helang, and then subconsciously retracted it, leaving only a wave of palm wind to strike.

Helang didn't hide either, and endured it abruptly.

Even though he has already used his true energy to protect his body, Ao Li's palm is extremely domineering. Even martial arts masters can't completely resist this palm. How can he bear it? Kneeling on one knee hard so as not to kneel down.

Looking at the man's complexion was pale, the blood color of the two thin lips was extremely pale, and the mouth was also bloodshot.

Seeing the blush at the corner of his mouth, Ao Li stood there in a daze, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he cursed weakly: "Won't you avoid it? How can there be such a stupid person like you in the world..."

His tone has changed quite a bit, but it's a pity that Helang can't speak at this time, so he can only use his true energy to repair it to the best of his ability.

He knelt on the ground on one knee for a long time, but Ao Li couldn't bear it any longer, and walked up to him slowly, as if probing, carefully stretched out his hand to him.

A mighty zhenqi descended from the top, covering Helang's body, instantly soothing the depression and pain in his chest.

After Ao Li conveyed his true energy to him, he retreated to a place where he felt at ease.

Helang's complexion finally returned to normal. Although his lips were still pale, there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"The leader endured the overstepping of his subordinates again and again. If you really don't like it, you can kill your subordinates directly...but you didn't."

Ao Li was teased by him time and time again, challenging the lower limit. If he was an ordinary person, he would have slapped him to death, but he kept Helang for so long.

This sentence made Ao Li think, why didn't he kill him?Why don't you want to, or don't want to give up?

At this time, he had already calmed down, but he refused to look directly at Helang, groping for his own thoughts.

After a while, Ao Li finally answered Helang's question.

"Because others are afraid of me."

And you, are different.He added in his mind.

Helang probably already knew the rest of his unspoken words, suppressed the smile that was about to rise, but still pretended not to hear clearly, "Master, what did you say?"

Ao Li glared at him, and tightened his sleeves with his fingers.

Then, Helang was blasted out of the door by a gust of palm wind.

It's just that Ao Li's strength was mastered very well this time, and he was safely sent to the ground without any damage.

Helang smiled, brushed off the dust on his sleeves, and walked back to the room leisurely.

……

On this day, there was not much peace on Pingling Mountain, and Helang heard the sound of booming and faint curses from a long distance away, and within half a cup of tea time, some disciples hurriedly reported the teaching affairs.

It turned out that several gangs headed by the Xuankong Sword Sect gathered together, claiming to be a famous and decent sect to eradicate the Demon Sect.

Helang suddenly realized, recalling the day when he first arrived in the world, those people were discussing this trip.

I thought that such an important matter would require the presence of the sect master, Ao Li, but seeing the normal expressions of the disciples, he continued to report that Zuo Hufa has led several hall masters to solve it, and they have also prepared wonderful hidden weapons that can seriously injure the opponent , there is no need to disturb the leader.

Now that the left protector has come forward, shouldn't he, the right protector, also take action?It's just that he was originally on Baidao's side, and he also agreed with Ren Bozhong's statement of attacking the Demon Cult. Now he really feels a sense of impermanence in the world.

His mind turned back and forth, but Ao Li saw what he was thinking and immediately stopped.

"You are not allowed to go, stay with me, all the time."

Also... how could the leader have no servants to serve him, Helang sighed helplessly.

After the disciples left, there were only two people left in the hall, Helang spoke after deliberating.

"Although the people of the white way invaded my religion, but the attack is too ruthless, is it a bit cruel?"

"Cruel?" Ao Li finally opened his mouth and asked, "Isn't this world cruel?"

He shook his head, as if throwing his hands away from the shopkeeper, leaned lazily on the soft chair, and let the people below him solve it by themselves.

Helang carefully cushioned him with a soft pillow under his elbow, and said cautiously, "Although the leader has no intention of doing evil, there are many bloodthirsty thugs under his command. It has been a long time, so my religion is called the Demon Cult—— —”

He remembered that Hunyuan originally didn't claim to be a demon religion, but the teaching style was free and unrestrained, so there were many villains who did not obey the rules, and they were criticized by Bai Dao, and became the place where the world's villains gather, and it became what it is today. .

Ao Li didn't seem to care about this at all, he closed his eyes to rest, and his tone was as cold as ever, "All evil and cruelty are all done by them, even if they are cast aside and hated, they are all to blame, this is their choice ...But I have no right to interfere with their lives."

Seeing his appearance of staying out of the matter, he really had a free and easy attitude of not paying attention to anything, He Lang didn't know what expression to make, so he could only sit down beside him.

"In this case, I can only say one more thing. There are many boys and girls missing in the village at the foot of the mountain. Countless families are heartbroken because of this. Everyone in the White Way said that this was the work of the leader. A large group of people have repeatedly stepped forward to attack the Demon Cult—"

Before Helang finished speaking, Ao Li immediately denied, "No."

Helang froze for a moment, and absolutely never doubted the authenticity of Ao Li's words, because he didn't need to do such an act, and he didn't bother to do it.

Although Ao Li doesn't care about things, his disciples will come to report on what the people in the sect do, no matter how big or small.

Seeing that Helang had been thinking for so long and did not speak, Ao Li turned over and continued to close his eyes, "I am a vicious person, if you don't believe it—"

"I believe it." Heron replied.

Ao Li turned his head, raised his eyes slightly, and bumped into his pair of Jianshuiqiu pupils.

Herron nodded in affirmation.

He paid close attention to Ao Li day and night, so how could he not know whether he used some virgins to practice.

This person is extremely boring, he stays in the palace every day looking at pictures and books, recently he is so bored that he starts staring at his rabbit in a daze, other than these, he doesn't know how to do anything.

If you want him to believe that he used the essence and blood of a young child to cultivate, there is really no evidence...

Helang's heart relaxed a lot, it seems that he is not such an unreasonable and irreversible sinner.

But with Ao Li's stuffy personality, he would actually say this to him. Does this prove that he has given him a little bit of trust?

With an indistinct smile in Helang's eyes, he asked, "Does the leader think you are a trustworthy person?"

Ao Li's body was visibly stiff for a moment, then he opened his eyes and glanced at him, denying it.

Helang stopped teasing him, and when he was willing to talk to him, he immediately struck while the iron was hot, "If it wasn't like this, how would the leader's magic skills be cultivated?"

Ao Li's face was full of natural arrogance, "This leader is naturally very talented."

That's right, Ao Li is a Hunyuan Demon Physique that has been rare for hundreds of years. He is born with a different physique and is most suitable for practicing Demon Art, so he naturally embarked on this path.

Where did the missing boys and girls go?Huron immediately thought of this question.

In the past, it was rumored that this was the work of the Hunyuan Demon Sect, but Ao Li, the leader of the sect, denied it. It seems that there is something hidden behind these evil things, but the Hunyuan Demon Sect has always been on the side that can't be argued with, and it is afraid that it will be thrown at will. No one paid attention to the explanation after the sewage was dumped.

Helang said a lot with worry, but Ao Li was confident.

"My teacher never bothered to argue with others."

Helang raised his forehead, somehow persuading this wayward and free-spirited leader.

It is because they are so indifferent, and they have established their notoriety, that's why they are notorious... Helang feels pressure to drag the leader back to the right path.

Although Ao Li still looked stubborn, Helang also found a glimmer of hope from the initial hopelessness.

Since these many evil deeds were not done by him, with the support of the truth