self-cultivation separation

Xu Qingxiu was startled, put his arms around his daughter and said, "Xuexue? Where is this place? Why are you here?"

Mu Nianqing gently leaned her little head on Xu Qingxiu's shoulder, and replied softly, "This is Daddy's bedroom."

His eyes flickered at him, as if dissatisfied that he didn't know where he was.

Xu Qingxiu was taken aback, "Daddy's bedroom"... Since it wasn't his own bedroom, it could only be Mu Lingshen's bedroom.

He looked around with the light of the seven-star lamp, and saw that the decorations were comfortable and not complicated, but the decorations were exquisite and luxurious.The background of a sect can be easily seen from a small place, and this kind of layout and handwriting really seems to be a heavy-handed style.

Xu Qingxiu was a little confused as to why he appeared in Mu Lingshen's bedroom, but it was obviously his daughter's situation that worried him the most.

Xu Qingxiu put his arms around her and looked around. It seemed that there was no serious problem. He patted the empty seat next to her and asked his daughter to sit next to him. He asked softly, "Did you fall? Does it hurt?"

Mu Nianqing obediently sat down next to him, raised her face to look at her father, and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, I didn't fall. I fell in the air, and Grandpa Old Tree caught me and put me on the ground."

She grabbed Xu Qingxiu's thigh again, looked at him eagerly and said, "Daddy, Grandpa Old Tree saved me and played with me. I think Grandpa Old Tree is very good, but I heard some people say that monsters are not good, kid Don't get close to the monster, it will be eaten."

She grew up in the secret realm of Qiankun. There are many flowers, plants and trees near the cave that have become demons. Most of the demon spirits of these plants have low demon power and gentle temperament. When her daughter was young, she didn't have any friends around her, but she often played games with these little fairies.Xu Qingxiu and Muling Shen knew about this but never stopped them.

Xu Qingxiu didn't know how to explain this to his daughter, so he thought for a while and said, "Xuexue, Daddy will tell you stories about Daddy's childhood."

Mu Nianqing was very surprised. For the first time, she thought of her father's childhood, and asked, "How young was Daddy when he was a child? As young as me?"

Xu Qingxiu laughed and rubbed her soft hair: "No, older than you, about fourteen or fifteen years old."

To be precise, it can no longer be called childhood. Mu Nianqing was a little disappointed when she heard about it, but she was still eagerly waiting to hear the story.

That was the first time Xu Qingxiu had achieved a little success in practice and was approved by his master to go down the mountain for practice. The elder brother took him down the mountain.

The senior brother is much older than the other juniors. He has been a Daoist for more than 50 years and has a certain reputation. He has no experience and no ideas about taking such a young young junior to go out for training. He is very overwhelmed. He didn't know what to do with Xu Qingxiu, and the solution he came up with was to continue to do his own thing, and the younger brother could gain knowledge by following him, so it was regarded as experience.

At that time, the eldest brother was studying Qianshan swordsmanship. No matter where he went, he would visit famous local sects or masters, and ask the other party to compete with him, so as to check for omissions and improve himself. Even longer at night.

Xu Qingxiu was very interested in everything at the bottom of the mountain at first, but he soon became tired of this kind of life of following his senior brother as a small follower, waiting for his senior brother to go to the competition.

So after the big brother and the old man Songhe competed, he proposed to go out for a walk by himself, and then come back to look for the senior brother.

The elder brother got a lot of inspiration from the old man Songhe, and was immersed in swordsmanship. He agreed without thinking about it. Fortunately, he didn't forget to let Xu Qingxiu take the spirit stone and the communication paper crane by himself.

But just as Xu Qingxiu bid farewell to his senior brother and walked towards a free and happy life, he encountered a vicious kidnapping or poaching incident-several low-level demon collectors were on their way with a little demon.

That little demon already had a distinct human shape, and his figure was no different from that of an ordinary boy. He was wrapped in a white robe that was so torn and dirty that the original color could not be seen.His exposed skin was a strange silver-blue color, his ears were long and slender, his eyes were scarlet, his fingers were long and slender, with long jet-black sharp nails.The most obvious thing is his silver demon pattern that almost covers his face, shining golden light under the reflection of the sun.

Xu Qingxiu was startled. He had heard that all those covered with demon patterns in human form were powerful monsters, but this monster in front of him was somewhat inconsistent with his cognition.

He was young at heart and had nothing to do, so he couldn't help but secretly followed and observed the team of demon hunters.

The little demon was obviously in a miserable situation at this time. The sharp black and blue nails on its hands and feet had even broken a few, and there were visible scars on its chest, abdomen, back and arms. Congealed blood.He was locked in an iron cage. Although he was in a difficult situation and his pupils were blood red, those eyes revealed an incomparable calm and indifference.

Xu Qingxiu quietly hid in the dark of the car where they were transporting the little demon, met those eyes for a moment, and then saw the other party quietly look away.

He suddenly realized that this demon was intelligent.

Some cultivators know that it is difficult to achieve immortality in this life, and their cultivation has reached the bottleneck and they cannot go any further, so they will give up their cultivation and turn to various special jobs.The demon master is one kind, mainly responsible for cleaning and capturing the evil spirits that are causing troubles in the cultivation world and the lower world, and causing harm to the world.

Xu Qingxiu lurked in it and entered the camp of this team of demon hunters, and learned that they used their identity as demon hunters as a cover to secretly engage in activities of catching and selling monsters. The little demons in this cage were harmed innocently.They found this little demon in a wild mountain forest that had been severely destroyed. When he was discovered, he had no demon power at all, so even though they didn't know its grade and type, they still arrested him and planned to sell him for a fortune. good price.After all, their cultivation base is low, and it is difficult to catch monsters who have already cultivated human form by their own strength, and the price of humanoid monsters on the black market for monster trading is the highest.

After all, Xu Qingxiu is a direct disciple of the orthodox immortal sect. He thought about the strength of both sides, and estimated that if the cultivation level of the seven or eight monster collectors in this team were all lower than his own, that's why he had been lurking for so long and hadn't been discovered; but If the opponent rushes forward, two fists are no match for four hands, and I am still no match for their numbers just head-on.

He felt pity for the little demon's innocence in his heart, so he secretly asked Xianfa to open the iron cage that closed the little demon, and gently helped him out of it.It was only then that I realized that the little demon in my mouth was a full head taller than myself, and her stature was not light, it was completely the weight of a normal adult man.

But at this moment, there was nothing he could do, the little demon was powerless, Xu Qingxiu gritted his teeth and carried the opponent on his back, pinched the most basic spell Fengyun Jue, and ran out of the city in a hurry because he was afraid of being discovered by those monster hunters .

When they reached the outskirts of the city, Xu Qingxiu guessed that those people would not be able to find them or chase them, so he put the opponent down panting, and collapsed on the grass, panting for breath.On the other hand, the little demon was still standing on the ground after being put down by him, without even bending his back, and still staring at him calmly, without blinking.

Xu Qingxiu raised his head and asked him: "Where is your home? Where are you from? I'll take you back."

The little demon didn't speak, and after looking at him for a long time, he slowly raised his arm and pointed to the north.

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Mu Nianqing looked at his father, shook his hand and asked, "Daddy, Daddy, can't that little demon you speak of speak?"

Xu Qingxiu smiled, shook his head, and said, "No."

He was really young at that time, a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, he just felt a sense of mission and responsibility spontaneously, and he didn't ask where the other party was going, so he immediately decided to kill this demon brother who had been ravaged by human scum. sent back.

This trip to the north took more than three months. During the period, the little demon's injury healed and his strength recovered, but he still couldn't use his demonic power. He still didn't say a word, and he still loved to stare at Xu Qingxiu. .Xu Qingxiu bought him new clothes with the money he got from his senior brother, and after putting on a bamboo hat, he looked like a human teenager, and the journey was fine.

It wasn't until finally at the foot of Binglong Mountain in the north that the little demon signaled that he had arrived and told Xu Qingxiu not to send it off any longer.

Then an extremely delicate hexagonal snowflake appeared in his palm, and he put it in Xu Qingxiu's palm, and said softly, "Here you are."

That was the only sentence he ever said.

Later, Xu Qingxiu remembered that when he first arrived in the Northland, he was very excited to see snow, because the four seasons of Yungu Xianmen were like spring, and snow was hard to see.He was so happy that he rolled twice in the snow in the inn yard and ran wildly for a long time, but the next day he regretted to find that the snow had gradually melted.

At that time, I looked out the window and muttered: "Why is there no snow that never melts?"

And the hexagonal snowflake didn't show any signs of melting no matter how much he played with it, and he kept it in his wishful universe bag since then, and it hasn't melted for so many years.

With a thought, Xu Qingxiu took the snowflake out of the wish bag, put it in her daughter's palm, and said with a smile: "Here. So Xuexue, do you know that demons, humans, and demons are neither good nor evil? It can be defined simply. Daddy will go with you tomorrow to thank Grandpa Old Tree."