I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Lu Wanxian looked at the top of the bed, which was covered with light-colored bed curtains that he liked. Looking around, the simple buildings in the Demon Realm were isolated from the shadowy tents of distant mountains. He sat sideways between the silk quilts, his feet could comfortably Hidden in the quilt, it is cool and soft, and has an excellent touch. Although a cultivator does not need to sleep, just like they can create a "food repair" without eating, any enjoyment pattern helps the cultivator pass the time. It has always been indispensable for a long time.

This was much better than what he had imagined for the accommodation.

Now, he spends most of his time in this bed, and I hope things will go well. I don't know if the idle books he brings are enough to resist the long and boring time.

Suddenly, the door hinge slammed, and the curtain fluttered slightly. Qin Chiyu walked in from the outside, quickly set up the brazier, lit the incense burner, and moved it into the middle of the inner room.

Lu Wanxian's keen nose smelled a bloody smell in the middle of the incense. He guessed that it was Qin Chiyu who cut his finger and wrote a few pieces with blood when the magic circle was set up just now. , but saw a newly cut slender wound.

Lu Wanxian frowned.

"Come here," he said.

Qin Chiyu paused slightly, maintaining the posture of carrying the incense burner, and looked up at Lu Wanxian.

Lu Wanxian could clearly see that Qin Chiyu didn't pay attention to his arm at all, and the censer ash spilled out without paying attention, leaving a little grayish-white mark on his arm.

As a result, Lu Wanxian frowned a little more.

Qin Chiyu put down the incense burner, stroked the ashes on his body a little, and came to the side of the bed, the cool and soft cloud curtain fell on his head and shoulders, as if someone's sleeves brushed against his face, very comfortable.

Lu Wanxian took his injured hand, examined it carefully, and took out the Lingzhi ointment produced by Wanhuashan from the Baibao kit, spread it evenly on the wound, and then let it dry until the ointment condensed into a piece of thin ice Lu Wanxian let go of Qin Chiyu's hand.

"Why do you not cherish your body so much?" Lu Wanxian asked, "Did I teach you this before?"

"No," Qin Chiyu said with a smile, "What Immortal Lu taught me before was that physical injuries are the slightest and can be ignored, followed by injuries to the meridians, and finally injuries to the spiritual body."

That's not bad.Lu Wanxian was slightly taken aback.

"It's just that no matter where you are injured, it will hurt." Qin Chiyu took Lu Wanxian's hand instead and pressed it on his chest.

Lu Wanxian only felt that he could feel the fiery heartbeat under the palm of his hand, and through the slightly raised chest muscles, his palm was slightly numb. He didn't know whether it was because of the heartbeat, Qin Chiyu's focused expression at this time, or That sentence had something to say, and hit the sensitive heartstrings of people unexpectedly, and then, as if being frozen, completely immersed in the world woven by Qin Chiyu.

"That, that's natural." Lu Wanxian heard himself say dryly, "So it's best not to get hurt." What kind of unnutritious nonsense is this.

"It's good that Lu Xianchang understands." Qin Chiyu stared at him, and after a while, he let go of his hand and stood up, "I'm going to see Demon Lord, I'll be back in a while."

After all, he walked out quickly.Lu Wanxian heard footsteps and walked out of the courtyard door. Two little devils with lanterns were talking to him outside. The courtyard door was quickly closed, and the magic circle took effect, blocking the sound of the outside world.

The yard was extraordinarily quiet, even quieter than the backyard of Wanhua Mountain, where at least there was the sound of the mountain wind.

Lu Wanxian leaned on the cushion, bored for a while, then got up and meditated.

Cultivation is something that is always realized when it is used.

Qin Chiyu went to see Mozun.

Guided by two lantern-carrying ghosts, he came to the deep palace that he had seen in his previous life. Xuantian Cult Master was standing by the door, showing him a malicious smile.

"What, your Immortal Lu lost his temper at you?"

Master Xuantian's gaze swept across the disheveled Qin Chiyu, and landed on the wound on his arm.

Qin Chiyu gave a low "hmm", turned his arm halfway, and hid the wound where the leader Xuantian couldn't see it.

However, if you see it, you will see it, and it will not become nothing just because you hide it.

Master Xuantian is very satisfied with this development.

"The Mozun is waiting for you inside. I won't go in." Xuantian Hierarch smiled and pushed open the door, turning sideways to make way for Qin Chiyu.

Entering the Demon Lord's realm, one would naturally feel a little fear, but when the two passed by each other, Master Xuantian only saw a resolute look on Qin Chiyu's face.

Yes, what a good seedling.

Master Xuantian thought.

The door of the palace is closed.Master Xuantian released a strand of seductive thread, strung the two little ghosts with lanterns into a string, and brought them in front of him.

"What have you all seen and heard? Report it truthfully." Xuantian Cult Master ordered.

That red-faced little bastard talked a lot, and as soon as the Xuantian leader asked a question, it opened up the chatterbox, talking a lot, but it didn't matter much.

Fortunately, it is informative.

Hearing that Qin Chiyu was cleaning up the yard, Master Xuantian was not surprised. After all, it is impossible for the superior Lu Xianchang to clean up the yard, isn't it?That's such a disappointing behavior as burning the piano and boiling the crane.Obviously, the cold and cold immortal can be used to do more interesting things-for example, betrayal, betrayal, and push down from the top of the tall Yu Yuan. With a confident expression, Master Xuantian felt a thrilling shudder welling up from his chest until his throat involuntarily became hot and tightened.

With a dry mouth, he swallowed subconsciously.

"The white-clothed immortal is indeed very delicate, he doesn't even want to go into the house by himself, but let a young stranger carry him in, tsk tsk." The red-faced kid licked the passage he heard at the time, only feeling his teeth itch Yes, I couldn't help grinding my teeth.

"Stupid thing," Xuantian Hierarch showed a knowing smile, "If he could walk freely, he would have already hit the Demon Lord at this time."

If there was a righteous senior who was willing to help Qin Chiyu like he is helping Qin Chiyu now, Zhenwei Jianwei would probably regret being born in this world.

It's a pity that Master Xuantian has made a contract with Qin Chiyu, so it's a pity that he can't go and see what his Lu Xianchang looks like at this time with his own eyes.

"What does that mean? Was his leg broken?" The red-faced kid looked at Master Xuantian curiously, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "Then, can you give me the broken leg? "

"Idiot." The green-faced kid immediately threw an elbow at it, making it stagger.

Xuantian Cult Master glanced at the red-faced kid with disgust: "What are you thinking, you deserve it?"

The red-faced kid was full of disappointment.

"Keep your door!" Xuantian Cult Master mercilessly retracted the hook, pulling the red-faced kid to squeak.

Qin Chiyu's meeting with the Demon Lord went smoothly.

He originally thought that the Mozun would interrogate him a few more times, or simply try him, but it didn't work. The Mozun seemed to trust the Xuantian leader very much. He just looked at the people brought back by the Xuantian leader. He shook his head and waved Qin Chiyu to go out.

Qin Chiyu came out of the palace gate, and just when he heard the conversation between Xuantian Hierarch and the red-faced kid, his expression turned sour.

"Come out?" Xuantian leader saw him, with a smile on his face, "What, did the leader keep his promise?"

"Yeah." Qin Chiyu looked at the red-faced kid with disgust, "I don't want to see these ugly things, please take them away."

The red-faced kid made a grimace at Qin Chiyu, and his dark white teeth bared his upper lip.

"Without them leading the way, I'm afraid you won't be able to act in this palace." Xuantian Cult Master pretended to persuade, "Besides, they know a lot of things in the palace. If they stay, they can chat with you to relieve boredom."

Qin Chiyu snorted coldly: "I've already identified the road, and I don't need someone to take it. As for chatting to relieve boredom, I'm very busy and don't have time."

The leader Xuantian sighed inwardly, it is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, he has brought back an ancestor who dared to speak, in the Demon Realm, in other people's territory, he dared to express his dissatisfaction so unscrupulously, he deserves to be the seedling he fancy .

"That's right, you have to practice after all. The day when you achieve great magic skills is the time when you can feel proud." Xuantian leader waved his hand, telling the red-faced and green-faced two little ghosts to stop following Qin Chiyu, "Let's go, go back to this road, my leader Accompanying you, there are many places in this palace, you should also know about it."

Qin Chiyu was waiting for this moment.

First figure out the route in the Demon Palace, and then go back to discuss with Lu Xianchang how to act.

According to Qin Chiyu's plan, it is natural to steal the Destiny Stone as soon as possible.

Activate the Destiny Stone as soon as possible and break through the bottleneck, so you don't have to stay too long in this demon realm.

However, when he was alone, he could be more adventurous, but now he is two people.

Along the way, he followed the Xuantian leader to see the route of the Demon Palace and understand the functions of each palace. Qin Chiyu used Superman's memory to write it down silently, and gradually formed a clear map in his mind.

Before returning to the side courtyard, Qin Chiyu was already sure to draw the map of Kanyu.

He stood still and stopped the Xuantian leader who was still about to walk forward.

"Master, don't forget our contract." Qin Chiyu said expressionlessly.

"Of course, of course, I am the one who promises the most." Master Xuantian stretched his neck to look in, and said with a meaningful smile, "Tomorrow we will start to practice, in the Eviscerate Hall, don't be late .”

In particular, the word "late" is ambiguous and long, full of ugly hints.