villain is a good guy

A wave of heat rolled over Yan Rongyi's heart, if he said he was not moved, it must be a lie.

But besides being moved, he was also a little helpless.

He didn't know why Venerable Cheng Ying founded the Fushan School back then, but his affection for the Fushan School was still there, and he didn't want to implicate the sect that had lived for many years because of him.

What's more... Most of the sword cultivator disciples of the Fushan School are innocent.

Even in the constant reincarnation, not all Fushan disciples treat him sincerely, but what right does he have to arbitrarily decide the fate of those disciples who trust him?

If the Fushan disciples who had never had any troubles were harmed because of the Demon Slaying Conference, it would be a purely innocent disaster for them.

At this time, Yan Rongyi didn't know that Venerable Cheng Ying had already sent a message to send those disciples who had thought of something wrong from Fushan. He thought for a while, and then started to have a headache again.

I have been reincarnated countless times, and I have seen the fate of too many people. At the end, I can't even see my own fate.

Yan Rongyi was stunned for a while, and put her fingers into Ling Jiushen's palm: "Master, on the day of the Demon Slaying Conference, I will turn into a ostrich, let you go."

Turning into a phoenix, the monks in the world will not be able to find "Yan Rongyi", so the Demon Slaying Conference will have no meaning. Even if they want to attack the Fushan faction, they will lack an upright excuse to do so.

There is a saying that the more pious and decent people are, the more taboo "excuses".

"Yes." Ling Jiu gave him a deep look, "Everything is up to the teacher, so don't mess around."

When Yan Rongyi heard this, she just found it funny.

When did he mess around?

But as soon as this idea came up, it was scattered by chaotic memories.

... He is really not a safe apprentice.

So Yan Rongyi agreed graciously: "Okay."

Seeing him nodding deeply, Ling Jiu's expression eased a lot, and he pulled him to the bedside again.

"Master?" No matter how thick-skinned Yan Rongyi was, she couldn't help but blush when she noticed Venerable Cheng Ying's intentions, "I... I just got up."

"Really?" Ling Jiu put his hand on the side of his neck without changing his face, and rubbed his fingertips, "Why don't you feel it, teacher?"

"...It seems like a long time has passed."

Yan Rongyi's remaining words were turned into whispers and dissipated in the wind.

On the second day, the master and apprentice met Bai Shuang and Wang Shui downstairs in the inn.

The four of them, except Ling Jiushen, were all wearing black robes and hoods.

"Senior Brother Yan, good morning." Bai Shuang and Wang Shui saluted Yan Rongyi, and there was nothing strange in their tone. It seemed that whether it was the relationship between Yan Rongyi and Venerable Cheng Ying, or what happened between him and Wang Shui Disputes have been buried deep in my heart.

"It's today." Yan Rongyi sat down at the table and sighed softly.

He didn't name what "today" was, but Bai Shuang and Wang Shui knew that he was talking about the Demon Slaying Conference.

Bai Shuang put her hands on the table and gritted her teeth: "Brother, since you are here, where is Dongfang Yu, senior brother of Guan Feng Pavilion?"

"He..." Before Yan Rongyi finished speaking, a familiar figure flashed in the corner of his eye.

Dongfang Yu left the inn.

He paused, and raised the corners of his lips: "He's fine, and I'm fine."

"Then why is there any reason for Guanfeng Pavilion to hold the Demon Slaying Conference?"

"They just want to target Senior Brother Yan and the Fushan School." Wang Shui took the conversation lightly, as if impatient with Bai Shuang's anxiety, and said in a cold voice, "It's hard to find a reason, you think it's only because of a Dongfang Yu Testimony will stop them?"

"Brother means..."

"Maybe, even Dongfang Yu's life is in danger." Wang Shui sneered and tapped the table with his finger bones.

His identity was exposed, and the half of his body turned into bones was also looked at by the table. At this moment, even the hidden thoughts faded away, and he said straightforwardly: "Listen to the meaning of what Brother Yan said, the old man in Guanfeng Pavilion doesn't know Dongfang Yu is already fine, and I don't know that Dongfang Yu will also come to the Demon Slayer Conference."

Yan Rongyi nodded.

"Since Dongfang Yu is willing to tell the truth, he must have been hiding the truth from Guan Fengge's elders. But saying that his injury has nothing to do with Senior Brother Yan in front of the monks under heaven is not only a slap in the face of Guan Fengge, but also a face of the monks under heaven." Wang Shui came to a conclusion indifferently, "He will die a miserable death."

"So..." Wang Shui's eyes fell on Venerable Cheng Ying.

Ling Jiushen nodded unhurriedly.

Yan Rongyi looked at Master in surprise.

Ling Jiu lowered his eyes deeply: "The matter of Rong Yi still needs to be proved by him, I will not let him die."

With Venerable Cheng Ying's guarantee, Wang Shui no longer entangled in Dongfang Yu's future life or death, but bowed his head in silence, not knowing what to think.

Bai Shuang did have something to say, but stopped talking.

"Just say what you want." Yan Rongyi smiled at him, "Isn't it uncomfortable to hold back?"

"Senior Brother Yan," Bai Shuang was silent for a while, and gritted her teeth, "You will definitely be the target of public criticism if you appear at the Demon Slaying Conference."

As long as Bai Shuang thought of the faces of monks from various sects after seeing Yan Rongyi, he felt a deep sense of boredom in his heart.

What's wrong with Fushan?

What's wrong, big brother?

People in the secular world know that there is no evidence that they cannot be convicted, but those who cultivate immortals have learned the method of "there is no excuse for incriminating crimes". They are really not ashamed.

But after Bai Shuang finished speaking, Yan Rongyi and Wang Shui both laughed.

"Senior brother Yan?" Bai Shuang was baffled by their laughter, and frowned, "You must be serious, I am serious..."

"Since Senior Brother Yan is going to the Devil Slaying Conference and Master is here, what are you worrying about?" It was Wang Shui who answered him.

Bai Shuang suddenly realized: "That's right, with Master here, even if Senior Brother Yan appeared at the Devil Slaying Conference, the elders of Guanfeng Pavilion will have nothing to do with Senior Brother."

As for what Venerable Cheng Ying will do... Bai Shuang will know soon.

On the shoulder of Venerable Chengying, there is a red-gold ostrich with wings and appearance.

"Senior Brother Yan?" Bai Shuang turned pale with shock.

Yan Rongyi shook her wings, squinted her eyes and let out a cry, then leaned her head against the nest of Master's neck, closed her eyes and rested in peace.

"How could it be a ostrich?" Bai Shuang wanted to ask again, but Wang Shui had already reached out and grabbed his clothes, urging him in a cold voice, "Let's go."

Bai Shuang struggled to herself: "We are sword cultivators, and we have turned into ostriches, so it's still..."

"Why not?" Wang Shui found him annoying, "Fuxi is a swordsman."

"That's right." Bai Shuang came to her senses in an instant, and hurriedly bowed to Venerable Chengying, before leaving with Wangshui Yujian.

"Master." Yan Rongyi twittered with difficulty with her beak.

He already understood that Ling Jiushen could understand his "bird language".

"How do we do it?"

Ling Jiu rubbed Yan Rongyi's head deeply, and replied in a low voice, "One step counts as one step."

Now others are putting on the posture of "please enter the urn", if they don't go, they will really waste their hearts.

Yan Rongyi was not surprised after hearing Venerable Chengying's answer.

His master has always been like this, disdainful of conspiracy and tricks, after all, absolute cultivation is above all calculations.

It's just that Yan Rongyi recovered the memories of multiple reincarnations. Even if those memories were too complicated to be recalled, he would still habitually think about what would happen if he showed his real body in front of the old man in Guanfeng Pavilion. What will happen to the truth, and most importantly... what will happen to the way of heaven.

He raised his head and stared at the gloomy sky with his dark eyes.

The way of heaven is unfair, why should we be afraid?

It's just Luo Yu...

While Yan Rongyi was distracted and thinking, Ling Jiushen had already brought him to the venue of the Devil Slaying Conference.

Guanfeng Pavilion has a profound background and a generous hand. When it came, it opened up a small enchantment in Fushan Town, which contained a circular arena. seat.

Yan Rongyi gasped.

In this case, how is it different from the magic cultivator in his memory?

"Master..." Yan Rongyi tweeted twice, seeing that Venerable Chengying had already taken his seat, he suppressed the horror in his heart, and secretly looked at the monks around him.

Venerable Cheng Ying did not hide his appearance, which did not mean that other monks did not hide his appearance.

Almost half of the monks in the stands were shrouded in pitch-black robes, suppressing their aura to a minimum, for fear of being recognized by others.

Yan Rongyi raised her head suspiciously, feeling more and more that this situation was very strange.

Could it be that the "magic cultivators" in the memory were all created by Guan Fengge?

As soon as this thought came up, Yan Rongyi's heart began to pound.

He couldn't help but pecked at Ling Jiushen's collar, hesitant to speak, but Ling Jiushen ignored him, because a figure wrapped in a black robe hurriedly approaching not far away was the evil Luo Yu.

Yan Rongyi also saw Luo Yu, and was annoyed for no reason.

He recovered his memory, but he forgot about the so-called "protagonist".But when he thought about it again, Ling Jiushen and Luo Yu didn't have half a teacher-student relationship, so he felt a lot more at ease.

Ling Jiushen's attention did fall on Luo Yu.

It's not because Luo Yu is his apprentice, but because he sensed a strange aura from Luo Yu.

It's like thunder, and it's like...

Ling Jiushen's pupils shrank slightly, and he hugged the Luanniao on his shoulders, and sat down silently.

The appearance of Venerable Cheng Ying caused quite a commotion.

In this Demon Slaying Conference, the Fushan faction was punished both openly and secretly. The monks of each faction had ghosts in their hearts and did not dare to go forward, but saluted Ling Jiushen from a distance.

As for the Luanniao in Ling Jiushen's arms, no one cared at all.

Not to mention that Luan Niao is the most common spirit beast in the world, even if Ling Jiushen showed up with a Fei Lian, no one would dare to go up to share a piece of the pie.

Who told him to be the number one swordsman in the world?

Luo Yu also noticed Ling Jiushen and the ostrich in Ling Jiushen's arms.

He was a little uneasy, thinking of the spirit beast that witnessed him being punished by Tianlei not long ago.

Luo Yu didn't think that the ostrich and the ostrich in Ling Jiushen's arms were the same—if Venerable Chengying really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't give him any chance to prepare, let alone send A phoenix that can't change form performs the duty of surveillance.

...Ling Jiu moved his fingers deeply, and he was wiped out!

Thinking of this, Luo Yu was filled with depression, and unconsciously complained about the way of heaven.

If Tiandao had been more courageous, how could he have lived so carefully all these years?

But even if you are so careful, it is still nothing to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

No.

Luo Yu forced herself to calm down.

As long as the Demon Slaying Conference is held as usual, and Tian Dao still has a place to use him, he is not considered to be "nothing".

With this in mind, Luo Yu didn't go out of her way to salute Ling Jiushen.

Although he bears the title of Ling Jiushen's apprentice, he knows that Ling Jiushen dislikes him very much.

Who told him that his method of apprenticeship was bad?

Speaking of the friendship between master and student, Luo Yu had to think about Yan Rongyi again.

As an apprentice, Ling Jiu treats Yan Rongyi deeply, and it has always been different, no matter in the past or now.

But why?

Luo Yu clenched his fists unwillingly, and his eyes fell on the elder Guan Fengge who appeared in the arena. He forcibly pulled away from his memories and listened intently——

"...I am grateful to all of you who have come from afar, and this old man is not very happy."

"...I haven't seen you for a long time, I should have had a good time with you all, but unfortunately, this gathering is not for anything else, it is for our disciples of Guanfeng Pavilion!"

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The old man of Guan Fengge babbled on for a while, talking about something that everyone knew well - Dongfang Yu, Guan Fengge's chief disciple, was assassinated by Yan Rongyi, and this Demon Slaying Conference was to seek an explanation for Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu, who was also in the arena, heard the words, and finally turned into a sigh full of bitterness.

Guan Fengge, whom he regards as his life, still regards him as a pawn in the end.