What if I become someone else's golden thigh?

The word "Jiang" is as deep red and bright as the sun's flames above Xuanji Peak, like a burning scar branded on his shoulder.The word seemed to be alive, alive, and still burning.

That red word not only appeared in front of my eyes, but also engraved in my mind, lingering.

Bailiyi woke up from the dream, his body was as exhausted as the last time he dreamed about the white-haired man, and he was also sweating profusely.

As soon as Bailiyi opened his eyes, he saw the young man's beautiful face full of concern.Yan Juncheng was kneeling beside him, holding a clean handkerchief in his hand, carefully wiping the sweat off Bailiyi's forehead.

"Xianjun? Are you okay?" Yan Juncheng asked worriedly.

Before dawn, Yan Juncheng woke up and immediately found that Bailiyi was not in a good condition.He was sitting in meditation with a tired face and cold sweat all over his body.He was anxious and wanted to ask for help, but he didn't dare to act rashly.The young man didn't fully understand the conversation between Jiang Li, Bei Lu and Bai Liyi, but he also understood that there were enemies hidden in this camp.What if the enemy discovers Xianjun's weakness and takes advantage of it?

In the end, Yan Juncheng didn't leave, and took care of Bailiyi until dawn.

"Xiaoyan, I'm fine." Bailiyi responded with a forced smile.

He woke up from the dream, and his breathing was still a little short, but the red letter burning like fire in the dream kept appearing in front of his eyes.Unknowingly, his hand reached out to his shoulder, touching that piece of skin.The skin there is smooth and fair, without that nearly branded character.

Bailiyi's hanging heart was relieved, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance.

Yan Juncheng saw that Baili Yi was out of his mind, with panic in his eyes, and immediately poured him a glass of spiritual spring water.

Bailiyi accepted the boy's thoughtfulness with a smile.Taking a sip of coolness into the stomach, the cool spiritual energy spread from the tip of the tongue to the meridians of the whole body, people became more awake, and the chaos began to gradually cool down.Concentrating and holding his breath, Bailiyi wanted to clear that terrible imprint from his memory, but that word kept appearing very annoyingly, it was like an alarm that could not be ignored.

"Xianjun, do you need me to go to the Demon King?" Yan Juncheng saw that Bailiyi's expression was still not good, and he couldn't help, so he went to find someone who could.Now that Bailiyi wakes up, he doesn't have to be afraid that someone will take advantage of his loopholes to murder him.Although he was afraid of the Great Demon King to death, but at this time, he had no choice but to ask him for help.

"No need." Bailiyi comforted, "I'm fine, it's just a nightmare."

What's more, he didn't want Beilu to know.

Yan Juncheng thought about persuading him again.The monk's dreams are all foretelling, and Bailiyi must have seen something bad in the dream to break out in a cold sweat.

At this time, he needs his Taoist companion to accompany him.From Yan Juncheng's point of view, that big devil didn't do much other than being jealous and arrogant, and now is the time for him to do his duty.

But Yan Juncheng couldn't speak again, Bailiyi reached over and touched the boy's head, Yan Juncheng was stunned.

Looking at the messy head, he knew that Yan Juncheng was busy taking care of him after waking up, and he didn't even have time to take care of his hair.Baili Yi smoothly straightened Yan Juncheng's messy hair.

"Little fool, don't worry about me." Baili Yi felt that the young man's concern for him was rare.

Yan Juncheng's face was flushed and hot, and he smiled shyly.He nodded and agreed to whatever Bailiyi said now.

Under Bailiyi's request, Yan Juncheng honestly ate breakfast, then went to bed and went back to sleep.Bailiyi is going to try what he learned in his dream.

He recited the silence spell he learned from Beilu to ensure the silence in the tent.He also used three vajra indestructible talismans to protect Yan Juncheng to prevent accidents.

Bailiyi rested for a while, and then began to practice.

He was still not quite sure who the white-haired man in the dream was, let alone his purpose.But last time he learned the whip method, this time he also learned how to use the spiritual power of the five elements.His intuition told him that he would still be able to see him when he fell asleep in the future.

This white-haired man is like a teacher who specializes in spiritual practice. Under his guidance, Bailiyi has easily mastered some spells.

The aura that would cause a shocking turmoil with a slight movement, also obeyed his orders bit by bit, obeyed his deployment, and stopped running around.

Combining what Beilu taught with what the white-haired man taught, Bailiyi gradually touched the doorway of power control.

With a thought, the subtle spiritual energy separated from the body and diffused out of the fingertips.A faint fire light in the left hand is slowly lighting up, and a small sun is forming in the hand.On the right hand, a blue water polo slowly gathered and condensed into ice again.

The left and right hands merged into one, ice and fire combined, and thick mist instantly filled the tent.Bailiyi mobilized the gold-type aura in his body again among the clouds and mist, thunder flashed in the tent, and lightning flashed

With palms facing each other and placed on the ground, the earth-type spiritual energy began to be released, and the ground began to vibrate violently.Bailiyi's control over the earth-type aura is still a little rusty, and the movement is a bit too loud.

After putting away the earth-type aura, he activated the last force.The wood-type aura soaked into the ground, giving birth to green shade all over the place.

The training went well.In the end, Baili Yi reversed the whole practice and absorbed all the released power into his body.

This step is the most difficult to control.Once the power is released, it will be integrated into the world almost instantly. It is very difficult to find the aura with your own imprint from the vast aura to absorb them all, and try not to absorb other auras.

This item fully tests the control and discrimination ability of Reiki.If the white-haired man hadn't led him to do it several times, it would have been difficult for Bailiyi to master it.

After finishing this last step with difficulty, Bailiyi was sweating profusely.In the end, he operated his aura according to "Tianchen Xinjue" and began to relax.

It feels great to be able to control your own power, even if only partially.

Yan Juncheng bit his finger firmly, watching Bailiyi practice secretly.He didn't pretend to be asleep on purpose, but his sleep was always light.Just now, Bailiyi released the earth spirit energy, which caused a slight earthquake, and he woke up.

Finding out that the fairy he admired was practicing, how could he fall asleep!

The monks are afraid of being disturbed during the exercise, so Yan Juncheng remained still and did not speak, and could only hide under the bed and watch secretly.

Baili Yi performed the simplest exercise, which was simply releasing the spiritual energy.These are not so much spells, and there are no too gorgeous moves or scenes, but Yan Juncheng feels that these simple and unpretentious basic skills are the most important, and he thinks it is an eye-opener.

Yan Juncheng's heart was pounding, and there was some extravagant hope in his heart.

He originally planned to be a little servant by Bailiyi's side for the rest of his life, carrying tea and water, and he was very satisfied.But now, I really want to be his disciple and practice with him.

The experience of Muyuelou, as well as the experience of the day after being rescued, let Yan Juncheng understand the importance of strength.Yan Juncheng also knew how much trouble his unique beauty and special physique would bring him, so he also longed to become stronger and wanted to become a powerful monk like Bailiyi.

But he had already inquired that Baili Yi, the number one expert in Tianchen Sect, never accepted apprentices.It was not easy for him to accept him.

But he really wants to worship him as a teacher...

Yan Juncheng wondered if this was a bit cheeky.After thinking about it again and again, he felt that he should muster up the courage to fight for it.He has been waiting, trying to find the right opportunity to "wake up".But Bailiyi has been practicing, and he doesn't want to disturb him.

But the people outside are not so considerate, the unexpected guest just came.

"Jiuyou, in the name of the Demon King, has come to take Young Master Yan back to the Demon Realm." The melodious female voice sounded like a hundred spirits.

"Come in!" Bailiyi finished his training.

Jiuyou Mozun entered the camp. It was a plump, revealingly dressed, and gorgeous female demon. The other party glanced coldly at Yan Juncheng, and turned to Bailiyi to salute respectfully.

"If Zhenjun Ningsu has no other opinions, I will take Mr. Yan away." Although Jiuyou didn't show any emotion, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his attitude was kind.But Bailiyi had already seen the other party's dislike for Yan Juncheng.

Bailiyi was a little worried when he handed him over to her.

Yan Juncheng's heart suddenly twitched.The appearance of this witch shattered his fantasy.He didn't have to pretend to be asleep anymore, and when he turned around, tears fell out of his eyes, and he began to sob.

Before Bailiyi had a good discussion with the young man on this topic, Jiuyou came.Hearing Yan Juncheng's cry, he immediately felt that she came at the wrong time.Now Yan Juncheng curled up together, making distressing whimpers, like a poor kitten.He didn't really want to send Yan Juncheng away either.

"Xiaoyan?" Bailiyi patted Yan Juncheng on the back.

Yan Juncheng didn't look back, he covered his face and wept, while suppressingly said: "Does Xianjun not want me anymore?"

He tried not to cry too loudly, he still remembered the training in Muyuelou.No matter how beautiful a person is, when they really cry bitterly, they are also very ugly and annoying.He didn't want Bailiyi to hate him.He also wanted to cover his ears, not wanting to hear the answer he was afraid of.

"Xiaoyan, this is a battlefield, so it's inconvenient." Bailiyi comforted him, "You don't have cultivation, so it's very dangerous after you start a battle. Demon Lord Jiuyou is also a Tianyin Demon Physique. She knows how to teach you and how to hide your physique. She will be your best mentor."

"..." Yan Juncheng didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head desperately. "I beg you, Xianjun, I want to stay by your side."

This soft pleading with a crying voice will make anyone feel soft-hearted when they hear it.Bailiyi was a little shaken, but Demon Lord Jiuyou was different, she couldn't restrain her outburst of temper.

"Mr. Yan, I don't want to accept you either. I was supposed to make great achievements on the battlefield, but I was sent to lead the devil in the devil world! Do you think I am happy to be your nanny or bodyguard?" Jiuyou Demon Venerable snapped, "But this is The order of the Demon King! For a glorious Demon Race, the order of the superior must be obeyed unconditionally! You, the last half-blood, just obey the order!"

"Xianjun, I'm afraid!" Yan Juncheng hid directly behind Bailiyi.The difference in level made him unable to restrain the fear in his heart. "Let me stay, okay? I want to practice with you. As long as I practice to the strongest, I won't be afraid of anyone!"

Hearing this, Jiuyou felt more and more dissatisfied, so he released the spiritual pressure a little bit, trying to make Yan Juncheng obey.The absolute level suppression made the boy tremble all over.

"Enough!" Bailiyi released the spiritual pressure suddenly, catching Jiuyou by surprise.

This Nine Nether Demon Lord, at first glance, is not suitable for teaching children.Is there no distinction between old and young in the demon race, only superiority and inferiority?If this is the case, he is really worried about selling Yan Jun to Jiuyou.

"You go back first, I'll discuss it with Beilu." Bailiyi's tone was not very friendly.

"Obey!" Jiuyou didn't complain, and retreated respectfully.

This attitude made Bailiyi feel that something was wrong.

Bailiyi was still thinking, but Yan Juncheng had wiped away his tears and knelt down in front of Bailiyi.

"Yan Juncheng is daring, and wants to worship under the Xianjun's sect to practice, and hope that the Xianjun will take him in." After speaking tremblingly, Yan Juncheng directly kowtowed three times.

"..." Bailiyi wanted to refuse several times, but finally swallowed his words.

Although Beilu's decision was good, Yan Juncheng was unwilling.What should he do if he resists Jiuyou and wants to run away?Run away and meet Ji Wushang again, repeat the plot soon?Now Yan Juncheng is very well-behaved, but it is a pity to think about the things he may commit in the future.Those things are still listed in the plot outline and may happen at any time.

Bailiyi likes Yan Juncheng very much, he is smart, considerate, sensible, and strong enough, so he doesn't want him to make the slightest mistake, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with keeping him by his side.But if you let him teach others, maybe you will really miss him.

"Xianjun..." Yan Juncheng looked at Bailiyi expectantly, waiting for the verdict.

"Okay!" Baili Yi responded.The status of master and apprentice is confirmed, but he doesn't want Yan Juncheng to stay in the camp, after all, the situation is dangerous.There are still more than 40 days in the truce period, and there is plenty of time to arrange for him to leave.

"Master." Yan Juncheng called out cautiously and softly.

"En." Bailiyi responded, he stroked Yan Juncheng up, he was still not used to the kneeling etiquette.The simple two words of Master are also very stressful.

Hearing that Bailiyi agreed to his call, Yan Juncheng really believed that he had successfully accepted his apprenticeship.Excited, Yan Juncheng hugged Bailiyi.

"Don't let me go!!" Beilu's angry voice sounded from inside the tent.

When Yan Juncheng turned his head, what he saw was a jealous demon king.

He hugged Bailiyi's hand even tighter.