The Demon Lord Orders Rickoff [Traveling]

Several monks looked at each other, and then a monk who coveted his beauty said: "I think, brother, you have misunderstood. We are all from the same sect, why should we fight each other with swords?"

A monk said disdainfully: "I just said a few words to you, and you will draw your sword. Is your reaction too much? Even Senior Brother Mu never cared about these things."

The others echoed, "Yes, yes, he never cared about these things."

"He doesn't care, so you can spread rumors and make troubles to ruin his reputation?" Shen Moli didn't want to waste time with these puppets, "Stop talking nonsense, get rid of you as soon as possible, I have to go back and make dinner."

"Destroy us?" A monk was speechless when he heard the words, "What should I do, he wants to silence us, should we report to Master for help?"

Another said: "He only has one, we have six, we will fight first."

The result of their discussion was to accept the challenge, so the sword light danced and the spiritual power collided. In fact, Shen Moli was not very strong. The six of them still had the upper hand against one person, but they lost because they were wronged, and they didn't dare Fighting and persuading, Shen Moli had no intention of admitting defeat at all, and stubbornly resisted to the end.

In the end, Shen Moli was half-kneeling on the ground due to exhaustion of physical strength, lack of spiritual power, and injuries all over his body, holding his body with his sword to prevent his body from falling down.

"Let's go, let's go." Several disciples left quickly when he was exhausted.

This level is really too strong, it should be an intermediate level, if it wasn't because he couldn't beat it, Shen Moli really wanted to know what the rewards were for the six people who fell to the ground.Regarding their departure, Shen Moli felt that this should be specially set up. When the disciple couldn't beat them, the puppet would leave to prevent the disciple from being seriously injured.

It's just that some of the words they said were fabricated, while others were somewhat true. Could it be that this level was constructed by his inner demons.Shen Moli estimated that it was time to go back, so he left the Magic Realm.

"He seems to care about you very much." Fen Yin said in front of the water curtain.

"When did you come? Didn't you ask you to suppress your cultivation?" Mu Qingchi looked at Fen Yin in surprise.

"Suppressed, can you feel it again? You watched too hard and didn't hear me coming." Fen Yin accepted the inspection calmly, and then said, "Quickly answer my question."

"So what if you care?"

"If he's just pretending to be honest, is he actually no different from those people?" Fen Yin said.

"I don't think he's annoying."

"You will like him in the future, the kind of like he asked."

"No." Mu Qingchi's tone was cold, "If you talk too much, I'll make you a star."

Fen Yin sewed his mouth shut, and left angrily.

When Shen Moli returned to Xingchen Peak, Mu Qingchi happened to come out of the room. He saw Shen Moli's wounds all over his body and described his distressed appearance. , how did you get hurt so badly?"

Shen Moli felt a warm current all over his body, and the pain from the wound gradually subsided. He smiled and said, "It's just some skin trauma, it's okay."

"But aren't you afraid of pain?"

Shen Moli said: "Although I am afraid of pain, I will not lose because of fear of pain."

"I know you are determined. You don't need to make dinner today. It's past the bigu period. There is no rule that you must eat. Junior brother comes with me. I have something good for you." Mu Qingchi took him to the bedroom .

The furnishings of Muqingchi's bedroom are very particular, there are books, picture scrolls, and some things to enjoy on the shelves.There are cyan sand tents hanging everywhere, full of fairy spirit, elegant and stylish.Behind the screen, there was a steaming tub, and beside the tub was a low shelf, on which were placed many red flowers with slender petals, as if they had been seen somewhere before.

"This is Bianhua. Although it is poisonous, using it as a medicine will have a miraculous effect on suppressing inner demons. There are already two hundred kinds of fairy grass in the tub. You can try soaking it." He added, "It won't hurt. .”

Shen Moli recalled the illusion of the hot spring in Fumo Cave, is the senior brother testing him?How should he react so that nothing goes wrong?

"Don't hesitate, don't you take a bath often, just take a bath, it should feel good."

Mu Qingchi's tone was sincere, not provocative. He suddenly smiled and said, "So I'm shy, so I'll turn around and go."

Shen Moli is not shy, he often takes a bath with his comrades in arms, and never feels that there is anything wrong with them, they are all the same people.He thanked: "Brother, take your troubles." Then he undressed naturally, revealing his perfect muscle lines.

Mu Qingchi raised his eyebrows, taking a full look at him generously.Shen Moli didn't pay attention to his eyes. After entering the water, the medicated bath felt very comfortable. The mist was dense and gave off a refreshing smell. His eyes were slightly closed, feeling full of security.

Mu Qingchi sprinkled the Bianhua flowers into the bathtub, his eyes moved over his lips, Shen Moli's lips were sharp and angular, he didn't know whether it was soft or hard to kiss, the water droplets slid across his skin, moisturizing like cheese , making one wonder if it tastes sweet too.

"How are you, are you comfortable?"

"Ah."

"Then continue next time."

"Senior Brother Lao."

When Fen Yin walked by the window with the firewood in his arms, he heard these words of conversation, looked at the setting sun and shook his head, "Preaching prostitution in the daytime really pollutes my ears!"

He walked to Shen Moli's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Little Luzhu, come out to chop wood!"

"Hey, why did you hit me again? Isn't the arm you cultivated just for working? You hit me again and got angry... I'm afraid of you, so I'll do it myself. It's really a one-man feat. , relying on people's power!"

a few days later.

After Shen Moli finished washing in the morning, he opened the door when he saw Mu Qingchi standing on the sword with a smile on his face, "Junior brother, good morning."

"Morning brother." Shen Moli said.

"Your inner demons have been suppressed by [-]%, and I can teach you the exercises. Let's go to the back mountain and come up." Mu Qingchi stretched out his hand.

Shen Moli was drawn to the sword, this time the speed of the sword was very fast, the surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and he was a little dizzy.

"The speed of Yujian is the standard for testing the level of a monk's cultivation. With the same cultivation level, the effect of Yujian will vary greatly. Junior brother, you need to practice more."

"Yes."

"It's time to speed up, hold my waist." Mu Qingchi started to speed up after saying that.

"...Hmm." The moment Shen Moli hugged his waist, he suddenly remembered that illusion, in which Mu Qingchi also asked him to hug him, and asked him if he felt anything.Shen Moli didn't feel anything at the moment, but the strong wind was so strong that it burned his face.

The back mountain is covered with wild flowers and green grass like a blanket by the spring breeze in March.This vivid scenery, coupled with Mu Qingchi's smiling face, is beautiful and mortal, moistening everything silently.

"Junior brother, you must not be too hasty when you practice. The practice of picking up stars pays attention to stability. Its power is the same as that of master's star skills. It lacks the effect of divination and has more defensive power. In my opinion, the effect of divination is like Tasteless, the level of defense is the key to whether the battle can last to the end."

"Yes." Shen Moli said.

"When you practiced the sword just now, the sword cracked. Were you injured?"

"No, this sword is cracked, can it still be used?"

"I can't. If I use it again, it will break. As a swordsman, it is very dangerous to lose the sword. I have the sword I used when I first started. I will bring it to you when I go back."

"Thank you, brother."

"You're welcome, that's not a good sword. There will be a martial arts competition in five months. If you win, you can enter the sword mound to choose a good sword. You'd better break through the golden core within five months, only the golden core Only cultivators can enter the Immortal Sword Area of ​​the Sword Tomb."

"Immortal sword?"

"Yes, the swords in the sword mound are all collected by the master and the elders. Among them is a sword named Burning Light. It is a fairy sword with a sword spirit, and it is also the most powerful fairy sword among them. I hope you can get it .At that time, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

Shen Moli smiled slightly, "Who will bully me, I have a senior brother."

Mu Qingchi said: "Yes."

After Mu Qingchi spent a few hours teaching Shen Moli how to control the sword, the two of them each controlled the sword, walking slowly one behind the other.While enjoying the scenery, while chatting, leisurely.

When they arrived at Xingchen Peak, they found that there were many disciples standing beside their bamboo hut, all of them were senior disciples.

After they landed, a disciple in his 40s saluted each of Mu Qingchi and Shen Moli, "Brother, the elders are waiting for you at the Changhen Hall, please hurry over."

Mu Qingchi glanced around, they were all direct disciples of the elders, including Ruan Qiye.But seeing their dignified faces, he asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"In the sect, several disciples were killed or injured, and the elders wanted to call the two of them over..." The disciple in his 40s observed that Mu Qingchi was not sullen, "Ask me."

"The disciple was killed or injured? When did it happen? Why do you ask us?"

"This... Brother will know when he goes."

"Then take us there." Mu Qingchi said.

When they came to the Everlasting Regret Hall, a group of disciples stood outside, and they were only allowed to enter, while Fen Yin, who had been called earlier, knelt inside the hall.The faces of all the elders are solemn, and the face of the great elder is as black as a piece of charcoal.On the side by the window, there were five corpses covered in white cloth.

The atmosphere in the hall was chilling and majestic, and the five elders sat quietly without making a sound.Accompanied by the smell of blood, it looked extremely strange.

"Kneel down!" Tan Min said.

Mu Qingchi pulled up Shen Moli who was about to kneel down and said, "I don't know what the elders asked the disciple to ask?"

Chong Qing said: "Last night, five disciples were killed, and their wounds were all caused by your Slaying Evil Sword. After investigation, they are all people who have criticized your style."