Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

Inside the dream house, the handsome young man looked at Shen Qinghuan with a stern expression in front of him, rubbing the back of his head a little at a loss.He lowered his head, hiding his flustered expression.

Song Xi laughed twice, and said lightly: "Brother Qing Huan, you really think too much. If I dare to use it to make alchemy, the elders in the door will not break my leg? I was practicing that day, and I accidentally kicked the furnace With one kick, a big hole was made."

Shen Qinghuan gently stroked the butterfly on his shoulder and said calmly: "One kick can smash the world's number one alchemy furnace, Song Xi, you have grown in cultivation over the years." He glanced at Song Xi who was sweating profusely on his forehead. Salty said: "Song Xi, you have never lied since you were a child."

Whether in the past or now, this person has never learned how to be hypocritical with others.

There was a cool wind blowing from the valley, Song Xi put his arms around his shoulders, and felt his body trembling with chills.The lie had been exposed, he gritted his teeth and bowed his head, silent for a long time.He told Shen Qinghuan with his body movements that he didn't want to answer.

"Song Xi, you are a genius in alchemy. If you are allowed to practice freely in the sect, your accomplishments will be unmatched within a hundred years. But, you are the master now." The figure of a gentle woman appeared in Shen Qinghuan's mind, "All, you should bear in mind that all your actions should be in the interests of the sect."

Since Zizai Furnace fell from the founder of the mountain, it has never lit a fire. For Zizaimen, it is more a symbol of the sect than a magic weapon.Now that the Freedom Furnace is damaged, it will inevitably affect the face of the sect.Even if Zizai Sect doesn't criticize him internally, to the outside world, Song Xi's image of the "idle and useless" leader has to be deepened a bit.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinghuan frowned.Song Xi was already full of controversy when he came to the throne, and rumors and rumors have been going on all these years, he didn't want Song Xi to suffer more criticism.

"I, of course I know!" Song Xi gritted his teeth and said excitedly, "It was because of the sect that I exhausted my efforts to refine the soul-returning pill with the Zizai furnace! Why, even Brother Qing Huan didn't believe me Can be a good leader!"

Shen Qinghuan opened his eyes and said in surprise: "You have refined the soul-returning pill?! Going against the sky, the law of heaven will not tolerate it, are you crazy?!"

Oops, I slipped my mouth!

Song Xi quickly covered his mouth, but how could he take back the words that had already blurted out, Shen Qinghuan's complexion darkened, and his aura was terrifying.

The corners of Song Xi's eyes were reddish and his eyes stared like two balls.no solution anymore!He gritted his teeth, a golden light burst out from his chest, and the instant body talisman attached to his chest spontaneously ignited without fire, and the dense spell patterns glowed red.

"Brother Qing Huan, I'm leaving first. I still have work to do inside the door. I'll see you later in the meeting!"

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, and without even thinking about it, he drew his sword and stabbed at it, but after all, it was an instant body talisman that was hard to find, and his strike was as fast as lightning, but he only retrieved a piece of clothes.

It turned out to be the soul-returning pill.

In the empty dream house, Shen Qinghuan tapped on the stone tabletop and fell into deep thought.The soul-returning pill is against the sky and violates the laws of all things. The last person who tried this pill was the founder of Zizaimen who missed his wife and missed his wife.He painstakingly refined it, but as a result, his Yuan Mansion was shattered, and his seven orifices bleed to death.He looks like this, whether he is successful or not.Song Xi, do you really want to die?

Qin Shutong had to be told about this matter.

With the power of his subordinates, the stone table suddenly turned into powder, and Shen Qinghuan flew towards Mo Yao faction as soon as he drew out his long sword.

Wei Buming woke up in a dark room. He did not know how long he had been lying on the cold floor, and even lost consciousness on the left half of his face.The last memory in his mind was the sweet mist in the practice field. Thinking of Han Feng's last words, Wei Buming felt chest tightness and headache, and leaned against the corner of the wall for a long time, unwilling to act.

Han Feng, he was obedient when he was young.Let him do whatever he wants, be diligent in his practice, and have a deep heart.What went wrong?Obviously, he watched Han Feng grow up.

There was a slight tremor in the air, Wei Buming opened his eyes slightly - no, there are others here!

The secret room was dark, and something suppressed him.He got up slowly and groped around the room against the wall. When he was about to reach the corner, a white palm suddenly grabbed his right hand from the dark.

"Stop! If you touch me again, you will touch my chest. No matter how small you are, you will have to pay some money, right?" A female voice appeared from the corner of the house, and the voice was so familiar , just like the cry for help that night... exactly the same!

Wei Buming squinted his eyes and finally got used to the brilliance of the room, looking at the dark and unknown object in the corner.He suddenly said: "Mo Xue?! Why are you here?! Failed to collect debts?"

In the encirclement and suppression battle that day, although the leaders of their sect were all unfamiliar faces, the banner of the sect was at the forefront.How could the next head of the Nine Poison Sect appear here!

"Go! Debt collection failed? Have you ever seen someone borrow a penny from me?! Of course, I appeared here just like you, and I was caught by that psychopath with neck and chest exposed!" The female voice said disdainfully.

If Mo Xue was here, then the bad old man who is the head of the Nine Poison Sect must be nearby. However, Wei Buming felt for a long time, but only heard the heartbeats of himself and Mo Xue, and suddenly said in doubt:

"Where's that bad old man in your family? You were the only one who was captured alive. Where is he still in Shi Yue?"

"Old ancestor? He's dead." Mo Xue was silent for two seconds and suddenly choked up with sobs: "At that time, there was civil strife in the sect, and my ancestor and I refused to participate because there was no money in the siege. As a result, when we turned around, our ancestor was pierced in the chest by the elder. "

"I finally escaped and asked Han Feng for help. The man looked very comforting. He turned around and didn't even give me a snack or tea. He put me down and locked me in this dungeon!"

Thinking of that man, Mo Xue became more and more angry: "I knew that this kind of honest customer is the most troublesome! I haven't been reimbursed for the travel expenses all the way, so they put me here?! When I go out, I must Hollow out his little coffers!"

"Wait!" Wei Buming said in a deep voice: "What is encirclement and suppression? I have no money to make? Anyway, I am also the current Demon Lord. You can collect my hair, clothing, and personal belongings. Girls who are willing to buy them can come from the Cangming world. The door of Mo Yao faction."

"Damn!" Mo Xue said disdainfully: "Nowadays, the cultivation world likes calm men. Have you ever touched a girl's little hand in all these years?! For a dude like you, I might as well produce a bunch of portraits and buy them as targets. There are definitely a lot of monks!"

"..." It seems to be true, Wei Buming touched his nose.Although I have claimed that I have been among thousands of flowers these years, in fact, at most, I drink tea and chat with girls from various families, without any substantial progress.However, as long as we know about things like Mo Xue, why bother to say it?

Wei Buming touched his chest, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Guide, to be imprisoned here, at least you have met Han Feng, right? How does it feel to be betrayed by an apprentice whom you brought up alone?" Mo Xue's tone was gloating: "By the way, you should have guessed it too. As Shi Yue's youngest child, Han Feng has been conspiring with Shi Yue from the very beginning."

"How does it feel to be betrayed by relatives and relatives——Dear Mozun~"

At any rate, he has been a leading figure in the way of magic for 200 years.Now, when the dream comes back, everyone around him is working together to design him, and the most beloved little apprentice turns out to be the main devil.How does this feel?

"Is there?" Wei Buming tilted his head and looked towards the corner. Although the secret room was dark and he couldn't see Mo Xue's face clearly, he knew that under the smiling tone, there must be an extremely sad expression.If it wasn't really sad, how could a person like her who only had money in her mind think of satirizing others?

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said softly: "Mo Xue, didn't you betray me?"

In the end, there are still people who are willing to stand by your side, aren't they?At least, Mo Xue has not yet chosen to betray herself.

"I'm sorry about the old man and the head, but because of this, you should work harder to live, right? Let me help you clean up the wounds on your body."

The secret room suddenly became quiet, there was no light or response, and it seemed that there was no one in the room without seeing five fingers.After a long time, rustling sounds finally came from the corner, and a girl slowly walked out from the corner.Dressed in filthy and worn-out clothes, exposed deep bone wounds, and occasionally some yellow pus dripped down on the ground along the wrists.Holding the golden hairpin that had been cut off in half, she snorted coldly and said:

"Stop laughing, your expression is disgusting. I almost spit out the breakfast I ate last year." As she said this, she sat down beside Wei Buming.

"Also, as I said, it's just a thankless effort to encircle and suppress you. It's just about money and there is no emotional problem at all!"

"Yeah," Wei Buming nodded and said, "I know."

Before retreating, Shi Yue had already secretly contacted various factions and sects to discuss the encirclement and suppression of Wei Buming.For this outsider, the old demon cultivator of the Cangming Realm has long been dissatisfied, so naturally he echoed everything.Only the Nine Poison Sect had a ambiguous attitude and wanted to stay out of the matter, but was massacred by the elders of the sect with knives, and Mo Xue was also subdued.In this way, more than half of the troops in the Cangming Realm were under Han Feng's command. It was only because he didn't know the whereabouts of the leading signs that Han Feng never revealed his identity, pretending to be loyal and honest with Zhang.Now, he personally admits that the guidepost has been destroyed and naturally loses its value.

He had been wondering before how these people found the place where they retreated and practiced.It's just that Han Feng was still his reliable apprentice at that time, and he never dared to doubt him.

It's just that in the hearts of everyone, Han Feng has long been the only candidate for the next Mozun, and it's only a matter of time before he succeeds his position.Therefore, Wei Buming clenched his hands—why on earth did he spend so much trouble just for the position of Demon Lord?

"Crack!"

The candles hanging on the wall ignited without fire, illuminating this dark secret room, the stone room, the floor, the ceiling and the dense spell patterns on the walls.In the middle of the house, a mirror as tall as a person flickered, and Mo Xue beside her gritted her teeth and tensed her muscles.Red liquid oozes from the freshly healed wound, Wei Buming hastily pressed her shoulders to signal Mo Xue to calm down.

"Long time no see, Mo Xue, Master." A familiar figure gradually emerged in the mirror, and he greeted them in a low voice.

"Get out!" Mo Xue's forehead was suddenly bulging with veins, and she sneered without thinking:

"I don't remember, I have seen such a shameless guy!"

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I'm sorry I dropped my phone in the toilet yesterday

So I forgot to update (cover my face)