The Secret History of Demon Emperor Blasphemy

"Accept apprentices?"

Venerable Qiyue, who was next to him, was the first to raise doubts. She frowned and looked at Yunqi, her tone of disapproval: "Your master has already left to return to the sect before you woke up. When will you tell me?" Want to take Song Qingyu as a disciple?"

Yun Qi didn't raise his eyes, and gently caressed the spirit beast's body with his lower hand: "Your Honor thinks that I dare to use the name of Master?"

——Su Yezi’s seniority and name, there is no one among the elders of Jianmen present who can compare, not to mention that the other party is in charge of the first inspector elder of the fairyland, and I am afraid that there is no one in the world who dare to pretend His name, not even his direct disciple.

Venerable Qiyue was so blocked that she couldn't say a word, she snorted and turned her face away.

There are many elders with higher status than her in Jianmen here, and she shouldn't be the one to take over the next words.

Several Jianmen elders looked at each other for a while, and finally the Jianmen Great Elder who seemed to be in harmony with Lele frowned slightly, looked at Yun Qi and said, "If this matter is handled in this way, it may be unreasonable, right?"

"How reasonable?" Yun Qi raised his eyes and looked back with a calm expression.

"This is the area of ​​my Jianmen, and Song Qingyu is also a sinner of my Jianmen." Sitting next to the elder of Jianmen, an elder who looked like an old woman raised his eyes coldly, "How do you clean it?"

"Jianmen region?" A smile floated on Yunqi's lips, but his deep black pupils were as calm as ever, "When did the fairyland be divided among the four great immortal sects?"

"..." The old woman paused and didn't answer the words. The four immortal gates faced each other from a distance, and each had its own radiant zone. However, if it was put on the bright side to talk about rules, there was indeed no division of regions.

Yun Qi didn't care about the cold eyes of the other party, and glanced at the elder, "Song Qingyu is a child of the Song family, and Qiu is a member of the Sun family. Even if he wants to move a disciple of the Jianmen, I will stop him. That's it , How did he become a sinner of your Jianmen?"

The great elder's face was subtle for a while, and he exchanged glances with several elders beside him.

They all heard Yun Qi's subtext: the person in the hall now is, in the final analysis, a prisoner of Tan Zong's master and disciple, but he just happens to be a little closer to Jianmen, but actually has nothing to do with Jianmen. ——Even the matter of Jianmen supporting the Sun family was clear to the other party, but they were sure that they would not bring it up on the table.

Except for Yun Qi and Song Qingyu in this hall, they are all from Jianmen, so naturally no one has a good face, but Su Yezi, who is in Yunqi's arms, rolls happily in his arms, and laughs in the sound transmission of his spiritual consciousness Non-stop: "I always thought that the good boy was pure and well-behaved, but I didn't expect his mouth to be so sharp. The face of the Great Elder of Jianmen is almost folded into a bun haha..."

Yunqi lowered his eyes, with a smile in his pupils, he stretched out his hand to pinch the belly of the spirit beast rolled over.

Su Yezi's laughter stopped abruptly in the sound transmission of the spiritual consciousness, and the little thing rolling in Yunqi's arms was as stiff as a small stone sculpture, and the snow-white spirit beast stood there for a few seconds with its pink belly exposed, Suddenly sneezed, rolled over and turned back, put a mouthful on Yunqi's forearm and didn't let go.

Seeing the little spirit beast in his arms lying there angrily, only willing to point the tail of the fur ball at him, the smile in Yun Qi's eyes overflowed even more.Even the elders of Jianmen who were halfway across the hall could see his unconcealable joy.

The Great Elder of Jianmen had no choice but to sigh helplessly: "Since it was Elder Su of the Tanzong who spoke in person, we can't have any objections. This Song Qingyu... will be handed over to the noble sect. I believe that with the ability of Elder Su, this It won’t be a problem if you bring your son back to the right path——this grievance can be considered as an end!”

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist of the Sword Gate, for your success."

The other party was polite, and Yun Qi would not be rude, so he gave the other party a slight nod as a thank you.Then he looked up at Song Qingyu who had returned to silence, and said calmly, "Leave with me?"

Song Qingyu looked at him, completely opposite to the situation where all the elders in Jianmen were refusing to say anything. He stood there hesitating for a while, but nodded, and obediently followed Yunqi who had already got up and walked out.

The remaining elders of Jianmen in the lobby looked at each other, and the old woman taunted, "If Juan'er and the others hadn't been there to testify, I'm afraid I would have suspected that the chief disciple of Elder Su had some kind of shady collusion with the cultivators of the Demon Realm! "

"Third Junior Sister, don't speak nonsense." Hele's Jianmen Great Elder heard the words, but his face sank, "These words are of great importance, how can they be joked?"

The old woman's complexion changed slightly, and she nodded: "I made a slip of the tongue."

The Great Elder of Jianmen then withdrew his gaze, and looked in the direction where the two left with a somewhat complicated expression.

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"I will not worship Tanzong."

Back at the inn, as soon as Yun Qi stepped into the door with the spirit beast in his arms, he heard Song Qingyu, who had been silent all the way behind him, suddenly speak in a hoarse voice and coldly.

Yun Qi didn't stop walking, walked straight into the door, then turned around and looked at the person standing motionless outside the door, with a calm expression: "Then why do you still want to leave with me?"

Song Qingyu choked, and turned his head after a while: "I don't know either."

"Tsk..." The little spirit beast who was comforted by Yunqi probably forgot that he was touched on the belly by the obedient disciple, and now he joked with a smile in the sound transmission of his spiritual sense, "This is beauty." It seems that the matter of strengthening my Han Qiongfeng in the future will still be handed over to you, my darling."

Not commenting on Su Zizi's words, Yun Qi looked at Song Qingyu, who had a stubborn face, but was still stunned - and the blood-covered, hideous "Song Family Remnant" a few days ago in his memory. "It's completely different, as if they are two people.

Yun Qi turned around and walked into the room: "If you don't want to be a teacher, then just leave here."

Song Qingyu never expected to get such an answer, and couldn't help opening his mouth wide and looking at Yun Qi who was already sitting on the chair in the room: "You...you just let me go like this? ——It wasn't that Elder Su who wanted to take me in Is it a disciple?"

Yun Qi was silent and looked up at him.Seeing that Song Qingyu didn't intend to take on Qiao, but was really surprised, Yun Qi looked at him with a little smile and asked, "You think you are extremely talented, so that's why Tanzong's elder inspector took pains Want to dig into the peak as an apprentice?"

Although Song Qingyu really felt that way, no matter how big his face was, he was too embarrassed to admit it in front of a chief inspector who looked not much older than himself, but had just beaten him defenseless a few days ago.

"Master doesn't like to accept disciples, he has always been lax. This time, he just does it according to his will and will not force it. From now on, even if you return to the sect and enter the peak, you will still be self-educated."

Before Song Qingyu struggled with how to answer, Yun Qi spoke.

The little spirit beast in his arms paused for a moment when he heard the words, then silently blushed and buried his head in Yunqi's arms - his good disciple is no longer the pure, kind and gentle good disciple...

Song Qingyu looked at Yunqi in puzzlement.

Yun Qi continued: "So even if you continue to practice devil energy, as long as you don't harm innocent people anymore, Master will not interfere."

Song Qingyu was startled when he heard this, and then sneered: "How is it possible? You are the number one fairy sect in the fairyland, so you are not afraid of others gossiping about you? Are you willing to break your high-sounding immortal demeanor for me alone?"

"Are you a hedgehog?"

Yun Qi interrupted him in a nonchalant manner, not at all joking, "Tanzong's name is not uttered, nor can you destroy it by yourself. As for gossip, Master Kuangfu Xianyu, the classic history It has been circulated for hundreds of years, and no one is qualified to gossip about him."

The snow-white spirit beast poked its head out of his arms, and nodded in agreement.

Yun Qi paused, and looked at Song Qingyu seriously: "If so, use the sword in your hand to force him to swallow his words."

Su Yezi: "..."

... Poor Du Shuiqing.

As if thinking about it with Su Yezi, Yun Qi frowned slightly and pondered for a while before saying to Song Qingyu: "After you join the sect, you will be ranked third in the peak."

Song Qingyu couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and his expression froze: "I promised to join the sect?"

Yun Qi glanced at him with half pity and half indifference: "Where else can you go?"

Song Qingyu froze there.

...Yeah, the family's vengeance has been avenged. He was thrown into the fairyland by those demon cultivators. where?

Moreover, looking at the behavior style of the first disciple of the inspector elder, it is rare to make people feel comfortable. It is expected that Han Qiongfeng of the Tanzong inner sect, and the inspector elder who taught such an apprentice on the peak, should also be a generation of heroes who dare to act Come on!

Thinking of this, Song Qingyu's originally dead heart after revenge gradually became turbulent and longing... What kind of scenery would there be in the first fairy gate that could accommodate the heinous "devil cultivator" in the eyes of the world—he thought go and see.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyu raised his head firmly: "I—"

The door slammed shut in front of him.

Song Qingyu: "...?"

Inside the door, Yun Qi's voice came out: "This kind of decision that will directly affect your future life, you should give me an answer after a night."

Song Qingyu nodded awkwardly: "Yes."

"This inn is full, you can live elsewhere."

"……Yes."

The sound of footsteps outside the door faded away.

The brilliance inside the door flashed lightly, and Su Yezi, who was in the form of a spirit animal, put on a blue robe and turned into a human figure as soon as he thought about it, with crow feathers and long hair hanging down, he looked at Yunqi with a smile: "My good disciple has become more and more demeanor of the first disciple in the peak." .”

Yun Qi had long been used to Su Yezi's boasting three times a day, and he didn't pick up on it, so he lowered his eyes and asked, "What is Master's impression of Song Qingyu today?"

Su Zizi still smiled heartlessly: "It's not as good as a good disciple."

Yun Qi raised his head and looked at Su Ye Zi helplessly.

Su Zizi blinked innocently: "It's really not as good as an obedient disciple. It's just that as a teacher, you've always been slack. In the income peak, you are also an obedient apprentice to teach. It doesn't matter if you are a teacher."

Just as Yun Qi was about to say something more, his expression suddenly paused, and he turned to look at the door.

A moment later, the door was knocked hesitantly.Song Qingyu's voice rang out with some embarrassment outside the door——

"Yun...Senior Brother Yunqi, I don't have any money to stay in a hotel..."

Yun Qi: "..."

Su Yezi, who was sitting on the couch, had already burst into laughter silently.

Yun Qi looked at the gloating Su Ye Zi, he was quiet for a while, and a smile suddenly flashed in his eyes: "You come in first."

Su Zizi, who was half happy, almost lost his temper when he heard the words, but the sincere Song Qingyu outside the door agreed and pushed the door in. Su Zizi couldn't change, and swished into the bed again.

Compared with the last time, Su Yezi's movements are much more skillful this time, but due to a wrong estimation of the position, he accidentally knocked his calf hard on the side of the bed, and there was a "bang" in the quiet room.

Song Qingyu, who had come in obediently with his eyes downcast, couldn't help looking up. After seeing that there was indeed someone lying on the couch, he looked a little dumbfounded at Yunqi who was standing not far in front of him, who was calm and calm.

"Brother, who is this..."

With a smile in Yun Qi's eyes, he looked at Su Ye Zi's back:

"My wife."