Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

When Mo Liang woke up again, it was already dark. He sat up, stared blankly at the bamboo curtain, then moved the corners of his mouth and slowly got out of bed.

The sky is high and the air is crisp, and the moon and stars are rare.

Putting on his coat, Mo Liang walked out of the side courtyard, followed his memory to a stone wall under the Repentance Cliff, bit his index finger and spilled blood on one of the bricks.

The brick immediately turned into powder when it encountered blood, leaving a small black hole. Mo Liang reached out and groped in the hole for a while, and finally came up with a dusty kit.

After dusting off the dust on it, Mo Liang opened the kit, took out the ancient dark gold storage bracelet inside, and slowly clasped it on his wrist.

This is the only thing the Mo family gave him.

Something he thought he would never touch in his life.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, as if it had been covered with Zeng Baishuang. Mo Liang rubbed the bracelet, and there were faint tears in his eyes.

I am sorry.

"Xiao Liang'er is gone!"

In the side courtyard, Tong Yao paced back and forth under the moon, looking very nervous.Cang Xiang was so anxious to find her, so he had no choice but to comfort her lightly, "Senior Sister, don't worry, Junior Brother Mo has always been sensible, and he will never run away for no reason, I will go find him right away."

Tong Yao stamped anxiously: "Xiao Xun, the inner demon is not solved in a day, we must find him quickly!"

"I see."

Even the city gate, think over the wall.

A white figure sat quietly on the edge of the cliff, letting the night wind blow his black hair and cast shadows on his cheeks.

Qiu Yi skimmed over the edge of the cliff, and landed on his toes gently: "Why are you here?"

Mo Liang was originally sitting by the stone wall in a daze, but when he heard the movement, his body shook suddenly and he was about to fall, but Qiu Yi suddenly grabbed his wrist and brought him back.

The familiar aroma of wine poured into his nostrils, and Mo Liang's heart was beating fast. I don't know if it was the reason why he almost fell just now or something else.

Before calming down, I heard the person next to my ear laughing: "This place is high, cold and dangerous, and there is no scenery to see. What are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Mo Liang broke free from his hand lightly, then lowered his head with a slight smile: "I'll let you in for a breather."

Qiu Yi raised his eyebrows, seeing that he was absent-minded, he didn't ask any more questions, and only cared: "Is your health better?"

"Yeah," Mo Liang replied softly, and lowered his eyes again: "Brother, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, Xiao Liang'er is fine as long as nothing happens." Qiu Yi pretended to smile relaxedly, he looked up at the sky, and said, "Brother, I have something to deal with later..."

Before Qiu Yi finished speaking, Mo Liang suddenly grabbed his cuffs.

"Eldest brother..." He suddenly choked up in a low voice, with a crying tone: "I'm sorry."

Qiu Yi was taken aback for a moment, only thinking that he was talking about demons and illusions, then smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing to say."

"sorry."

Mo Liang let go of his cuffs, and retreated while crying: "I'm sorry."

"sorry."

Qiu Yi frowned, and then realized something was wrong, "Little Liang'er, what on earth are you..."

Before the words were finished, four golden chains suddenly sprang out from under the cliff and came straight to Qiu Yi.He turned around to avoid it, and untied the jade flute at his waist. Suddenly, six thunderbolts fell from the sky. They were supposed to strike at the chains, but they slowly dissipated in mid-air.

At the same time, a burst of purple light suddenly lit up under his feet, and dozens of fixed body spells came out one after another. Qiu Yi's pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized the square he was stepping on.

Heavenly Fiend Absolute Thunder Formation.

The body could not move, and the two gold chains were quickly locked. Qiu Yi half-kneeled on the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "Little Liang'er, you have put a lot of effort into this cloth, right?" .”

Mo Liang watched helplessly as the tenderness in Qiu Yi's eyes turned into coldness, and finally walked forward with his head down, engraving the Seal of the Spirit into his consciousness.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Suddenly a thunder exploded in the sky, reflecting half of the sky as bright as day, Lian Ji shook his hand, and half of the drawing paper was stained black with ink.

Today's weather is very good, how can there be such thunder?

Walking to the window, Lian Ji felt more and more uneasy. He looked at the thunder light outside the room and thought for a while, then disappeared in the same place in a flash, leaving only an unfinished black goshawk on the table.

"Junior Brother Mo, wake up."

On the edge of the cliff, Cang Xiangxun shook the sleeping Mo Liang awake, stared at him for a while and asked, "Why are you here?"

Mo Liang rubbed his eyes, seeing that it was Cang Xiangxun, he smiled: "I wanted to come out to get some air, but suddenly I was tired and fell asleep."

He raised his head, his tone was not the same as before, and he said with a faint smile: "Senior sister Tong Yao, don't worry, I can't use my spiritual power now, can senior brother Cang send me back?"

The night wind was blowing, Mo Liang got up and sneezed, his body trembled slightly, his eyes were swollen and his lips turned purple, which was obviously a sign of lack of spiritual energy, Cang Xiangxun had a doubt in his heart, but he didn't ask.

"it is good."

Qian Yin listened to the thoughts of the master, and suddenly the sword lengthened and stopped quietly at the feet of the two, Mo Liang stood at the end of the sword, his eyes remained on the edge of the cliff——

In the place that Cang Xiangxun had never discovered, the aura around the Tiansha Juelei Formation had not completely dissipated.

"Brother Cang," Mo Liang said suddenly, "What exactly is a demon?"

Mo Liang laughed softly: "Before, I always heard Master nagging, saying that among the four of us, Elder Brother is the one who is arrogant and arrogant, and is the most likely to be disturbed by demons in the long run. But now I didn't expect the first one to be disturbed by demons." It was me who was bewitched by the devil."

Cang Xiang Xunwen said indifferently: "Illusion is a kind of mental calamity. If you fail to wake up in the assessment, it means that your mood is unstable, and it is normal to give birth to demons."

"Normal?" Mo Liang looked up in surprise.

"Well, the inner demon is certainly terrifying, if you can overcome it, you can also experience the state of mind." Cang Xiangxun explained: "In the future, if there is another inner demon, the younger brother only needs to persist in the Dao heart and get rid of distracting thoughts, so as to be able to break it."

Only by sticking to the Dao heart and abandoning distracting thoughts can it be cracked.

The corner of Mo Liang's mouth curved into a mocking arc, and he said in a low voice, "What if he is bewitched?"

Cang Xiang Xunwenyan pursed his lips and said: "No, if the heart demon enters the body, it will not only affect the cultivation, but also damage the Taoist heart."

Mo Liang didn't speak anymore, he looked at the jagged rocks on the side of the mountain and was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Illusions are the most prone to mood swings, brother, have you ever been disturbed by demons since the assessment of Illusions?"

"Never."

Hearing the expected answer, Mo Liang smiled and said, "Senior brother Cang has a solid Taoist heart, so it's hard to be troubled by demons."

Cang Xiang Xunyu paused, "Junior Brother Mo, we are going back."

"it is good."

Qian Yin ascended, Mo Liang lowered his eyes, and threw the white porcelain bottle hidden in his sleeve to the bottom of the cliff.

Lian Ji never likes to meddle in other people's affairs, but he has to admit that as long as it involves people or things related to the little boy, he will always unconsciously feel an inexplicable sense of anxiety.

Due to the dual cultivation of spirit and demon, Lian Ji's demonic aura is very obvious. Now his cultivation is no more than Jindan, and he can't hide his aura as he likes like a demon cultivator in the transformation stage. He has to find a way to avoid the guards outside the door and sneak in the door.

Clutching a piece of talisman in the palm of his hand, Lian Ji hid himself behind a tree. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a few handymen who were about to return to the mountain after gathering the spirit grass. With a thought in his mind, Lian Ji cast a spell to melt his body into the spirit plant , was brought in together with the batch of spiritual herbs.

Dodging the guards outside the door, Lian Ji immediately wanted to break free from the bamboo basket and go straight to Jianpingju, but he heard a stern shout from outside the basket: "Wait!"

Lian Ji raised his eyebrows, thinking that the voice was really familiar.

Wu Qianqian's most loyal lackey - Dai Binbai.

"What's in here?"

"Returning to Immortal Chief, the Illusory Immortal Herb that Immortal Su wanted inside," said the handyman respectfully, "It is about to be sent to Wenxian Pavilion to refine medicine."

"Su Immortal? Which Su Immortal?"

"It's that Su Qingchen, Su Xianchang."

Su Qingchen?

Lian Ji withdrew his consciousness, squinted his eyes and continued to pack herbs in the bamboo basket.

Immortal Immortal Grass is an auxiliary type of spirit grass, which is mainly used to channel the spirit and clear the soul. It has the effect of calming the mind and recuperating the mind, and regulating the spiritual realm; cultivator Su Qingchen, whose spiritual realm is already at the highest level, why does he need so many of these things?

many?

Lian Ji pursed his lips, overuse of Immortal Immortal Grass can cause hallucinations, and eating it with wine can easily arouse estrus// desire.

Recalling that Su Qingchen once gave himself a few pills of Qingshen, it seemed that he had given them to Mo Liang at that time...

Not daring to continue to think about it, Lian Ji paused when he heard Dai Binbai's voice outside, and smiled after a while: "It turns out that it belongs to Junior Brother Su, so there is no need to check it, just send it quickly."

Lian Ji sneered when he heard the words, he was really a deceitful, cunning and flattering villain.

The bamboo basket under his body immediately bumped, and Lian Ji stretched out a touch of consciousness, and it really was the way to Wenxian Pavilion.

Not long after, the handyman came up the steps. He gently knocked on the door in front of the pavilion. When the receiving boy appeared, he handed over the bamboo basket. After the boy opened the bamboo basket and checked the herbs, he took a few low-grade ones from him. Lingshi, then left happily.

Lian Ji sneaked out of the bamboo basket while he was inspecting it, but his spiritual consciousness was still attached to the basket, and when the boy put the bamboo basket in the outer room, he threw a flaming talisman into it, burning the basket and grass to nothing .

No matter what you want to do, as long as I'm here, you can't do anything.

Ignoring the exclamation of the little boy behind him, Lian Ji tapped his toes, flew over the eaves, and went straight to Jianpingju.

In the inner room.

Cang Xiangxun was lying on the bed, his face was reddish, his breath was short of breath, he didn't know what he had dreamed of, and there was still a faint smile on his lips, like a sigh or murmur.

Lian Ji cautiously came to the bedside, originally just wanted to confirm the current situation of the little boy, but after seeing his appearance, he frowned unconsciously.

Dreams are a substitute for consciousness and desires. Cultivators who cultivate their minds calmly rarely have dreams, especially those who are above the Foundation Establishment level. Except for fantasy cultivation, they basically have no dreams.Now this little boy is indulging in his sleep, which is really abnormal.

Lian Ji pondered for a moment, and a thought that seemed absurd but the closest to the truth popped up in his mind. He probed a wisp of aura into Cang Xiangxun's consciousness, and he really felt a dark halo.

This is... a demon?

Lian Ji froze on the spot, why didn't he remember that he once gave birth to a demon at Liancheng Gate.

There was always a blank in the memory, Lian Ji squinted his eyes, determined that this demon was the result of the little brat's own tossing, and felt a little worried while being annoyed.

The forced breakthrough that day would hurt Linghai at most, so why did it give birth to a demon?

The point is that he hasn't realized it yet.

Lian Ji pursed his lips, did something happen to Liancheng Gate after he left?

Or did Su Qingchen do something to this brat?

Because of Immortal Magic Grass?

If things continued like this, if he really got to the main sect without him by his side, would this little brat be able to conceive a baby smoothly?

Lian Ji began to doubt himself.

The more he thought about it, the farther his thoughts drifted away, the person on the bed suddenly hummed, and Lian Ji suddenly came back to his senses.

What Cang Xiangxun murmured just now was, Lian Ji.

Is his dream related to me?

What did you dream about?

The feelings that had been deliberately suppressed before almost burst out, Lian Ji rubbed his forehead, thinking what am I thinking now!

Gathering all the little aura in his body with his fingertips, just as Lian Ji stretched out a finger, Qian Yin on the wall leaped up suddenly, and the blade of the sword screamed like joy.

Lian Ji's face darkened, and he thought to himself, are you a stupid sword spirit?

Can't you see me sneaking around!

Lian Ji stared at it and immediately came out through the window, Qian Yin wanted to follow, but was taken aback by the host's resentment, she just retracted the scabbard and did not dare to move.

At the same time, Cang Xiangxun opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to catch a glimpse of a black corner of his clothes outside the window.

There was still a little spiritual energy left in the house, Cang Xiangxun's eyes darkened, and Qian Yin froze in place as if in a daze.

This scene was so familiar, Cang Xiang Xunxin skipped a few beats, and immediately jumped out, chasing after the black color.

Lian Ji, is it you?

The author has something to say: I think this article should be called the former sect master and his blackened disciples.

ps: I have not saved the manuscript QAQ