Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

Demon Buddha Xie Ran, who is missed by all kinds of demons and goblins, is coming out of a mortal brothel. He waved goodbye to the warm, fragrant and soft jade oiran girls behind him. The shameful thing about shaving your head has spread to Taoism.

Touching the newly grown long hair, Xie Ran walked away satisfied.The girls holding a heavy bag of gold behind him still couldn't get their senses back—this handsome young man is so strange, he packs seventeen or eight girls downstairs, hugging them to sleep in turn, doing nothing, just for... Don't get too bored when your hair grows out?

Having said that, this young man's hair grows really fast, from bald to black and thick in a few days, I really want to ask him for the secret recipe for hair growth, so I don't have to worry about the receding hairline anymore...

Xie Ran rushed all the way to the familiar small town down the mountain, and found that the people in the town were worried, so he casually took a flower girl to inquire.

The girl blushed, "Young Master Xie is back... Recently, a lot of demons have come to the town. Although there are fairy elders from the Qiongshan sect, the villagers are still afraid."

Devil, come to Qiongshan Sword Sect to pick trouble?

Xie Ran couldn't help but said angrily: "Where is the devil so arrogant?"

The girl said: "Listen to them... what kind of Venerable Xuelian is missing, they asked Qiongshan to send people... If you want me to say, she is called Xuelian, she also repairs demons, and she knows that she is not a good girl. I ran to the Qiongshan faction to seduce the head fairy..."

Xie Ran almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and ran up the mountain in a hurry.

"Oh, thank you young master, you are slow..."

The Qiongshan Sword Sect is located at the top of Qiongshan Mountain, but the "Qiongshan School" that ordinary people can reach is actually just a courtyard outside the Jianzong. The main peak of Ruyun, non-Jianzong Jianxiu cannot enter.

So the demons and Buddhas of Guanghe Palace gathered in front of this other courtyard, their swords drawn.

The sword cultivators of the Qiongshan Sword Sect stood on the walls and eaves of the other courtyard, each of them seemed to be leisurely, but the sword formula was in the palm of their hand, and they could strike at any time.

Lin Daozhang held the water-breaking sword and stood straight in front of the demons. He was alone, but he didn't lose at all.

"I'll say it again, Xuelian Xie Ran's disappearance has nothing to do with our Qiongshan Sword Sect, don't bother me here!"

The first person among the Demonic Buddhas is a female cultivator. All the male Buddhist cultivators in Guanghe Palace have long hair, but this woman is the only one who is dressed in a white solid-colored simple monk robe, with a smooth head and a string of Buddhist beads wrapped around her hands. Both are human skulls.

She pointed at Lin Daochang and cursed: "Fart! A pious swordsman, open your eyes and talk nonsense, you go and inquire, who doesn't know that our Venerable Xuelian let your sword master seduce your soul!"

Lin Daochang was so angry that the top of his head was filled with smoke, and the sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder. He said angrily: "Thief nun, your venerable's indiscretion, blame our sword master?"

"Lin Gouwa, keep your mouth clean!"

"Thief nun, try calling my name again!" Jianxiu was furious.

The female demon Buddha followed the example of kindness, took a breath and shouted: "Lin-dog-baby-"

"Thieves, I will fight with you!"

So there was a disagreement, and a big fight broke out. The sword cultivators and the demon buddhas each retreated a hundred meters to make room for the two high-ranking powers.

Xie Ran, who was in the dark, took advantage of the chaos and slipped past, skillfully sneaked into the real sect of Qiongshan Sword Sect.

Before taking two steps, two sword repairmen descended from the sky, sneered: "Sure enough!"

"Waiting for you for a long time!"

"Slow down!" Xie Ran raised his hand, "I want to see the Sword Master Qiongshan, I have important information—"

"Every time you say that, look at the sword!"

"This time it's true—"

……

The dream is far from over.

Standing on the cloud is the condescending master Yunmeng, his eyes looking down are so cold, not disgust or hatred, because these two emotions are too strong, when he looks over, there is only calmness, a vast cloud and mist cover his true heart. His eyes, he didn't draw his saber at each other because of his own grievances, he slashed the saber as Master Yunmeng, and as the agent of the world's great way, he wanted to take the life of "Fu Yuanzhi".

That's right, I suddenly feel so sad.

In just a moment, Fu Yuanzhi's heart surged. He couldn't see his own reflection in the eyes of the master, even if it was an ugly and hideous face, but no, he didn't exist.

I really want Master to take a look at me...

——but only for that moment.

Soon Fu Yuanzhi suppressed this thought, he opened his hands, and happily welcomed the light of the sword falling from the sky. Anyway, this was a good result. He died under the master's sword and became a shadow on the jade sword. Ling, he didn't ask the master to remember him, because every day after he climbed out of the cave of ten thousand demons was extra, it was the figure in his memory that guided him and kept him going.

So this is good, Fu Yuanzhi closed his eyes, but the knife did not fall.

A hand fell on his back, and clouds fell from the sky, surrounding him.

Then, the boy who is growing up, who doesn't have any special fantasies, so of course, Fu Yuanzhi saw the master in a happy suit coming over, hugged him in his arms, and asked him to help... undress ...

Gosh...will it go too fast?

It only takes a moment to escape from the shadow of sword, light and sword. Fu Yuanzhi saw that everything around him was no longer so cold and cold. He and his master were sitting in a small room warmed by red candles. He moved his fingers subconsciously—as if I was still holding Master's belt?

Fu Yuanzhi rubbed his face, since Master asked for it on his own initiative, then I said to be an obedient and sensible apprentice, then I will do it!

bring it on!Master, disciples are ready!

……

From time to time, there was a slight commotion outside the door. Qin Ling knocked on the door with a knife in his hand, and asked, "Master, can you kill him directly?"

The moment the palace lord opened the door, I could only hear the succubi's squeezed and distorted voice coming from nowhere: "...before I die... can I give the palace lord an...exclusive...uh...exclusive interview... ……"

"Let go of him." The Palace Mistress sighed.

Qin Ling obeyed and let down the succubus hanging from the strings.

The devil fell to the ground and opened his mouth, but was thrown out of sight by the palace lord before he opened his mouth.

The palace lord raised his head and looked at Qin Ling. This Qin Ling was taciturn, and looked colder than Yu Jingzhu, more like a cold weapon. He was dressed in black. The palace lord guessed that it might be because the body of the piano was black; The master is five points similar, perhaps because he has never experienced the devastation of the official documents, Qin Ling is less human than Dao Ling.

Seeing that the palace lord frowned frequently, he asked, "Do you have a name?"

Qin Ling shook her head.

Regarding this almost unpopular Qin Ling, the Palace Master didn't seem to bother to hide, he said bluntly: "I have no memory of my previous life, if you still want to treat me as my former master, then it's up to you; if you don't want to admit it, you can You can leave on your own."

Qin Ling nodded and said, "Master."

"..." Fu forehead, this is too boring, it's almost like a humanoid pet, click to say a line, don't you have an active interaction?

So I had no choice but to continue to ask: "Then what did I call you in my previous life?"

"Lianquan." Qin Ling said, "The moon shines on Lianquan."

While talking, there was a slight noise in the room, Qin Ling suddenly pointed to the room and said: "Master, he is a devil."

The palace lord was startled, and replied: "I know."

Sometimes, the cultivation base is too much higher than the average level, which is really an annoyance, just like when playing competitive games, it has a plug-in that the system cannot find, and the see-through field of view and automatic aiming cannot be turned on. The wind and grass will automatically appear on his map, and if it is related to the people around him, it will be bolded and enlarged with flashing special effects.

And as he broke through the Yueqi Peak formation, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was automatically guided by the circulation in his body, nourishing his long-dried spirit. This kind of bug function left over from the previous life became more and more obvious, and the Palace Master still doesn't know it. How to close it is very distressing.

Especially looking at the cautious and cautious appearance of the little apprentice, it is very cute.

"The devil who has eaten the soul must not stay."

The palace lord pressed Qin Ling's hand holding the knife, thinking that Lord Yu Jing didn't have such a murderous aura, could it be that in my previous life, I used to swing the qin to smash the enemy to death, why is this qin more fierce than a knife?

He suppressed Qin Ling's killing intent and said, "I gave you a choice, but not everyone in the world has the opportunity to choose."

Qin Ling was silent upon hearing the sound, but seemed to still have scruples.

"Did you see him killing innocent people indiscriminately?"

"……No."

"Then what is the essential difference between chopping up that ghost cultivator with a sword or a knife, and roasting that ghost cultivator with a fire?" The palace master patted Qin Ling on the shoulder, "A person is not defined by what he has. What kind of power depends on how he uses his power."

"Famous sayings..." A head suddenly protruded from behind the fence, and this head was bruised and swollen, which was very unsightly.

Surrounding the Nightmare are seven or eight clusters of purple smoke shadows, which are the nightmares he dominates, but now each of these nightmares has transformed into small hands, holding banknotes in their hands, and are writing crazily.

"Quick... quickly write it down... I must sort out and publish the famous sayings of Lord Yunmeng who awaken the world..."

Unwillingly, Qin Ling raised the knife and pointed at the frenzied succubus: "Master, can this be killed?"

"..."

"Master, he is going to use your name to make a name for himself, so kill him!"

"I didn't!" The Dream Demon raised his hand in the midst of his busy schedule, "I will pay the Palace Master!"

Huh?

The palace lord thought about it, although he definitely didn't make as much money as Yujing, but who would have trouble with money, even if he was a true immortal, he would have to spend money to buy things for his disciples.So he told Qin Ling: "Look at him, just don't let him make noise."

"Yes, Master." Qin Ling walked up to the Dream Demon, placed Xue Xue on the Dream Demon's neck, and asked, "If he dares to do something dangerous, can I kill him?"

The palace lord nodded: "Yes."

Qin Ling still had a straight face, but the Palace Master felt that his whole face was brightened.

The palace lord ignored them and turned to enter the door, only to find that although his little apprentice made some noises such as turning over, he didn't seem to wake up completely, but rolled around on the bed wrapped in a quilt, coiling himself into a living thread. sushi.

And why is it face down!The palace master shook his head, and walked over helplessly, ready to turn the apprentice over.

Ok?

Hey, why are you putting glue on your face, it's stuck and you can't turn it over?

The palace master was dumbfounded, Fu Yuanzhi stopped moving after he entered the door, lying on the bed all over, he found that the apprentice's ear protruding from the hair was bright red, and the apprentice trembled when he pinched it?

So he put on a straight face and said, "Since you're awake, you still can't get up, do you need Master's help?"

"Master..." Fu Yuanzhi finally stopped pretending, one eye was exposed from the pillow, wet, and begged softly, "Master, can you go out for a while..."

The Palace Master frowned, what happened?He stretched out his hand and touched Fu Yuanzhi's forehead. He felt that the temperature was higher than usual, and he couldn't help but worry. After all, the Nightmare really plotted against him. No matter how timely the cancellation was, the Nightmare would have played a role.

Don't get hurt!

So the Palace Master couldn't walk away even more when he saw this, he put more force in his hands, hugged Fu Yuanzhi's shoulders, and forcibly turned him over, and even grabbed Fu Yuan with one hand to prevent him from continuing to hide his face in the pillow Chow's chin, asking him to look up at him.

Fu Yuanzhi's eyes were panicked, and there was even a tear hanging from the corner of his eye, and the tip of his nose was red all the way down to his eyes.

So the palace lord was shocked - what's going on?

"Don't make trouble! Give me your hand." The Palace Mistress said.

"Master! I'm not injured!" Fu Yuanzhi protested, and his body writhed like a big bug, but he was bound in a cocoon and couldn't get out of the quilt.

"Master!" Fu Yuanzhi bit the quilt aggrievedly, his eyes were red.

and many more……

As a loyal reader of online novels, the palace master suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Under the ancient background, according to the routine, usually this kind of situation is not an injury, but a spring dream, right?

Resolutely throwing off the quilt, looking at each other, Fu Yuanzhi covered his face crying.

The palace lord's mind automatically rang: If the answer is correct, add [-] points to the sound effect.

Next, the palace lord looked at the huddled apprentice. Judging from the exposed part of the collar and cuffs, the little apprentice had turned into a ripe shrimp——suddenly felt the great responsibility of being a teacher——Ancient social education Too backward, this is a normal physiology, and it makes the apprentice look like a desperate expression of terminal cancer, how can this work!

——This requires correct guidance and good education, otherwise, how did the Teddy male protagonist who is blackened in various routines come from every day?It is because they have not received proper education!

Pulling away the disciple's hand covering his face with both hands, Fu Yuanzhi had tears in his eyes, ashamed and ashamed, looking like he was about to throw his head against the pillar to maintain his chastity.

The palace lord sighed—the education in ancient times is really not good.

So he comforted his apprentice softly: "Okay, okay, it's okay."

"Master..." Fu Yuanzhi's struggle paused for a moment, and then the Palace Mistress embraced him and patted him on the back gently.

"Don't be nervous, it's okay." The palace lord said softly, "This is normal, because there is something you love in your heart, it will cause physical performance, there is nothing to be afraid of, you know, this should be a very beautiful thing, as long as You just have to face it calmly.”

Fu Yuanzhi calmed down, raised his head, his eyes were astonishingly bright, focused and full of expectation.

Frankly... face it?Fu Yuanzhi looked at the Palace Master, did Master really not get angry at all because of such disrespectful behavior?His eyes are still warm... Isn't this really an illusion?

"You won't... you won't be angry with me?"

Fu Yuanzhi looked like he got 99 in the exam. He went home and apologized to his parents and said he was sorry that I didn’t get [-] points in the exam, which made the Palace Mistress couldn’t help laughing, so he pinched Fu Yuanzhi’s nose and said, “You see, I’m angry? "

Looking down at his energetic little Fu Yuanzhi, he asked tremblingly: "Master...is this really...is it possible?