Master does not ride a dragon

Looking up at the abyss of the cave, the bright light spot of the firefly circled several times outside the magic lock barrier, suddenly paused, and fled out of the cave.

Joaquin was carrying a red lacquer food box, opened a square umbrella with one finger, and walked in slowly.

The magic lock array was set up by Lu Ju before leaving Shushan 17 years ago. It is used to isolate people and things with mana or magic energy. The stronger the power, the greater the resistance.

Because it is extremely mana-intensive to set up an formation, and the unique Heshen body is required, there are only two magic-locking formations in the huge Yangqi Cave Abyss.

One holds Jin Yi, who once blew up Mount Shu, and the other holds Sikong Hu, who blew up Ten Thousand Ghosts Spring.

Originally, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Spring has been abandoned for many years, and even if there are monsters in it, they are dead.

But no one expected that 17 years ago, the rumored Jiaolong who died in Shushan did not die, but fled thousands of miles away.

For 17 years, Jiaolong hovered on the ground a few miles west of Wanguiquanqu, turning into a hill and sleeping. The soil on his body accumulated two feet high, not only growing grass, but also farming.

The villagers live and work in peace and contentment on the dragon, enjoying themselves happily.One pass is 17 years.

The sleeping dragon still has a faint devilish energy, and this devilish energy has successfully attracted all kinds of monsters, and the big and small monsters have successfully settled in Wanguiquanqu.

In this way, dragons, demons, and humans have lived in peace for 17 years.

It was so peaceful and happy that the legendary catastrophe of the Three Realms seemed to be just a legend.

Originally, the boundary between humans and demons could be kept to itself, but it was a coincidence that seven days ago, the disciples who descended from the mountain took advantage of the night to go to the legendary Spring of Ten Thousand Ghosts to explore the secrets.

Of course, the young disciples would not wake up the ghosts and demons, but Yu Fei and Sikong Hu, who had strayed away from the young disciples, stepped on the dragon smoothly.

With such a hook from Sikong Hu, Jiaolong was completely awakened, and the devil energy was affected, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Spring Qu was instantly ablaze.

In addition to many casualties, the demons of Wangui Quanqu came out overnight and fled to the world.In the human world, once again people are dying.

Pile after piece, it seems that the heavens have calculated along the life marks to come to fruition.

When gods fight, mortals can only stand on the ground and sigh: destiny is hard to break.

Tracing back to the source, what happened this time was because of Sikong Hu.

Since Sikong Hu came to Shushan, he had been cooking and making tea on the Danqing Cliff for several months. The biggest disaster he encountered was making a scene in the main peak kitchen, and he was the one who was injured.

Just such an honest kid with excellent craftsmanship, no one would expect that he actually has a devilish aura comparable to Jin Yi, the demon prince of Zhenshan!

With this demonic spirit that pours out heaven and asks immortals, no matter whether Sikong Hu went the wrong way and walked up to the dragon, he was destined to disturb the world that night.

Of course, after that night, he was no longer that happy little disciple.

The magic lock array does not isolate common things, so Joaquin put the food box on the ground, opened the dishes one by one, laid them out one by one, and called softly: "...Sikong."

The golden red dharma lingers around the dome of the magic lock formation, and the young man in black sits cross-legged, with his back straight, as if he is not sitting on the jagged earth and rocks in the cave, but on the purple magnolia tree in Danqingya. The spirit stone under it.

From the wrist to the neck, the meridians hidden under the young man's pale skin were faintly reddened by the surging devilish energy.However, he closed his eyes and there was no expression on his face.

A trace of pity flashed across Joajin's face, and he called out again: "Sikong, if it really hurts, don't use those methods of nourishing the soul, it will make you feel better when you let it out."

But Sikong Hu remained silent, as if he didn't hear.

He was imprisoned in the Demon Locking Formation for three days, during which time the sect master, elders and brothers from all peaks all came to see him.

Joaquin felt uncomfortable watching from the sidelines, those people had different eyes, there were those who were curious, and those who were afraid, as if Sikong Hu was a shell filled with magic energy, or some rare and exotic beast for people to watch.

And Sikong Hu, who was watched by the crowd, was always suppressing his demonic energy like this, and no one paid any attention to him.

Joaquin waited for a while, then left with a sigh.

Maybe Joaquin himself couldn't tell where his goodwill towards Sikong Hu came from.Is it because he is Lu Ju's disciple, or because he is the reincarnation of Meng Qingtong?

The cave returned to silence, and the little spot of light swayed in again, rubbing against the barrier.

Seeing that there was no response from the enchantment, it simply bumped into it with a "boom", and at the same time it appeared and said, "Hello!"

Sikong Hu didn't even move his eyebrows.

The little Ganoderma lucidum opened its arms and lay down on the round transparent barrier, "Hey!"

The little Ganoderma lucidum was also held in the cave for a long time, and finally a living creature came, but it was still such a dull melon, and suddenly became depressed, and instead lay down on the barrier and said to itself, "You have to talk, How boring are you if you don’t talk? Hey, is that beautiful aunt just now your mother? She said you were in pain, are you embarrassed to let out the magic energy? Now that everyone is gone, you can rest assured to let go, the lock magic circle can’t hurt you……"

It rambled on for an unknown amount of time, but Sikong Hu interrupted it abruptly: "You should go."

Little Ganoderma lucidum turned around and saw that Sikong Hu had opened his eyes, he couldn't help being surprised: "Huh?"

Sikong Hu stared at the front, as if waiting for someone, absent-mindedly said: "My master is here."

Xiao Lingzhi listened intently for a while, and only after a while did she hear faint footsteps coming from outside.It shrank suddenly, turned back into a light spot, and hid in a corner in a desperate manner.

Sikong Hu's five senses are unprecedentedly transparent now, and his ears can almost hear the rustling of the purple magnolia branches on the Danqing cliff outside the cave being blown by the mountain wind, let alone someone entering the cave.

After a long distance, he heard the familiar footsteps of Lu Ju, still at a leisurely pace.

The other person had a lot of questions, like a cannonball, "Eldest brother, you are so courageous, didn't you say that you escaped from the world back then? Why did you actually go to find the soul of the elder sister?... No, no, no Don't think too much, I really don't care about Eldest Sister, she ran away with a knife in the middle of our kiss, I'm just curious!"

Lu Ju didn't speak, but kept walking, walking into the darkness ahead.

In the innermost cave, there was a faint glow of golden red Dharma energy. Chi Shuhuan took a deep breath and followed Lu Ju into it.

In the magic lock formation, Sikong Hu sat cross-legged, with his hands on his knees, quite well-behaved, and he couldn't tell what kind of monster it was.

Chi Shuhuan moved closer and looked at it carefully like he was going down the mountain to watch a monkey for the first time.

Sikong Hu regarded him as air, just looked up at Lu Ju quietly, and called out calmly: "Master."

Lu Ju's eyes flicked over his face very lightly, then over his neck and wrists covered with dark red veins, and finally moved away, only took a palm-sized medicine box from Chi Shuhuan's hand, and stepped into the barrier , "I heard that you don't want to let out the magic energy. The magic energy is nestled in the meridians. It must be uncomfortable. This is the medicine of Dansha Peak, one pill a day."

Sikong Hu was originally blaming Lu Ju for not coming to see him for so long, but when he heard Lu Ju taking care of him, although Lu Ju's tone was flat as if he was a stranger, his heart warmed up inexplicably, and he reached out to take it, "Master, in fact, I still— "

Lu Ju didn't even look at him, and asked Chi Shuhuan again: "Junior Brother, have you finished reading? After reading, let's go outside."

While looking at Sikong Huan, Chi Shuhuan continued to ask: "Let me figure it out... So it is like this, the soul of the senior sister and Jin Yi's demonic energy were bound together with the gods, so he was born with demonic energy. Angry, so you kept him by your side and suppressed him? You went down the mountain to find him on purpose, and you really took care of him as a senior sister? Well, I know your affection for your senior sister, empathizing with her reincarnation, It doesn't hurt too much—"

Just as Lu Ju was about to speak, Sikong Hu couldn't help calling again: "Master."

Lu Ju just pretended not to have heard of it, stared sideways at him with downcast eyes, and said after a while, "He's not a senior sister."

Sikong Hu's heart pounded heavily, and Chi Shuhuan pressed his brows and asked, "Then what are you planning?"

Lu Ju said indifferently: "He was born with demonic energy, destined to enter the demonic way. But he is an innocent mortal, and the way of heaven should not be like this."

Sikong Hu is not Meng Qingtong.Meng Qingtong died, while Sikong Hu was born innocent and implicated by turmoil.

It doesn't matter who Meng Qingtong's reincarnation is, what's important is that this person is completely innocent, but he is destined to become a demon who will consume all living beings.

He kept Sikong Hu by his side and taught him soul-nourishing exercises, just to get rid of the evil energy for him one day and let him go far away.

If this reincarnation is not Sikong Hu, but Yufei or Atai or Qiuqiu, or even a child who sells rice and sugar on the street, Lu Ju will do the same thing.

No matter who Meng Qingtong is reincarnated into, he will hold that innocent child in his arms, think of a name for a long time by the river, and then smile and say, "As a teacher, I wish you a life without disasters and dreams."He laughed without a sound, like a god, but also like a bewitching goblin.

Chi Shuhuan smiled wryly, "Brother, you really—"

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Hu in the formation suddenly stood up, slapped the barrier heavily with his palm, and shouted angrily: "Master!"

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