Master, your apprentice has fallen into a demon again

The next day, Su Baili got up and went to find his little apprentice.

"Shang'er, I taught you the hand-knotted samadhi true fire seal yesterday, how are you doing?"

"Yes."

"Yes?" Su Baili obviously didn't believe him, and said coldly, "Let me take a look."

Jiang Xiaonian didn't hesitate, he made seals in his hands, and muttered in his mouth, "I invite the god of fire to come, one pole, two transformations and three real fires, Qianyuan Henry Zhen, Taiji obeys the order, and the gods borrow fire, as urgent as the law!"

After chanting the spell, red flames jumped on his fingertips in the next second, and the scorching temperature could be felt from a very long distance.

Su Baili was taken aback, huh?Really?

He hesitated for a while, and then used the wrong formula that the little beauty recited yesterday, and tentatively asked: "Then what is the one pole, two transformation and three magic flames that Shang'er recited yesterday?"

Jiang Xiaonian smiled "hehe", and said cheekily: "The orthodox fire control technique remains unchanged for thousands of years, and you can only summon the real fire of Samadhi if you do it again and again. This disciple finds it boring and wants to create something new."

"What innovation did Shang'er come up with?" Su Baili extinguished the anger that he had held up all night last night, sat on the purple bamboo chair and poured himself a cup of tea, blew away the froth, took a sip, and then continued. :

"Tell me about it for the teacher."

"Your disciple can speak, but I beg Master not to be angry."

Jiang Xiaonian knew what he had changed the spell to, and he was afraid that Immortal Qingwu would not be able to accept it, so he had to give him a vaccination first.

When the little apprentice said this, Su Baili became more and more curious.

"Knowing that innovation is a good thing, why should you be angry as a teacher?"

"The apprentice said it."

"Speak!"

Seeing that Master had no objection, Jiang Xiaonian also sat down and spoke out his thoughts eloquently.

"The True Fire Seal of Samadhi is actually borrowing fire in the final analysis, borrowing fire from the God Realm with mantras. When I recited the mantras, I thought about it. Since we are all borrowing fire, can we borrow fire from the Demon Realm? It is rumored that the black devil in the Demon Realm's underground Yan Ke is much more powerful than Sanwei Zhenhuo."

Su Baili: "..."

His head was going to be bald, and I tried to make him stay away from the demon, but this bastard changed his way to stay closer to the demon.

But seeing the excited appearance of the little apprentice, Su Baili really couldn't get angry.

"Then did you succeed?"

"Success."

Jiang Xiaonian said with a proud face, "I didn't sleep all night last night. After improving the formulas and handprints, I can already borrow the Black Demon Flame. Master, look..."

After finishing the mantra, a black lotus-shaped flame rose from his fingertips. It looked strange, but it was so powerful that it swallowed up the real fire of samadhi on his left hand in an instant.

"Master, isn't this disciple very powerful?" Jiang Xiaonian's eyes sparkled.

He looked at Su Baili with apprehension in his eyes, but more anticipation.

"Very powerful, but..." Su Baili praised him sincerely, but there was a look of worry on his face.

"Just what?"

Su Baili reached out and touched the young apprentice's soft hair, sighed and said, "Shang'er, this black magic flame is powerful, but I hope you don't show it to outsiders."

"The disciple obeys."

Su Bai's centrifuge has mixed flavors, sour, sweet and bitter. Shang'er's demon blood has not yet awakened, and he is already so powerful. He is worthy of being the biggest villain boss in the original book.

But the more powerful he is, the more dangerous he is, because this is not the realm of the demon clan, this is the decent sect of the immortal sect.

He is like a thorn, like a ticking time bomb, something will happen sooner or later if he stays here.

Su Baili looked at the little apprentice who was full of pride after receiving the compliment, his mind turned a thousand times, and in the end he didn't say anything, just swallowed all the worries just now.

What can be done?Shang'er is a devil in the first place, and her bloodline is doomed by nature, and no one can change this.

All I can do is to protect him before he becomes strong and be his backer.

Don't let him be trampled and humiliated in the original book, don't let him fall into the valley of innocence, don't let him be in a desperate situation.

When he is fully grown up, he will be sent back to the Demon Race Realm.

Then, as a master, I can retire and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to retire and spend my old age peacefully.

***

The matter passed like this, but at night when Su Baili turned into a cat to go to the beauty shoveling officer, he was angry again.

There is no other reason, it's just because the little beauty also secretly learned that bastard's modified version of the fire control technique.

Su Baili watched the shuddering black magic flames emanating from his fingertips, the cat's hair was almost bald.

Why is it crooked again?grass!

After that day, Su Baili immediately changed the teaching time. He wanted to teach the little beauty himself. The little beauty didn't have time during the day, so Su Baili changed the teaching time from Si o'clock in the daytime to Xu o'clock in the evening.

The bastard is the big villain, with the blood of the celestial demon race, and he can't stop him from becoming a demon.

But the beautiful shit-shoveling officer is the protagonist of the original book, her status is aboveboard, and her future is promising, but she can't be misled by a bastard.

***

Time flies like a white horse, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In half a year, both the bastard and the beautiful shit-shoveling officer succeeded in building their foundations.

At the same time, the annual competition for new disciples in the sect started again.

As Su Baili's only introductory disciple, the bastard is naturally the most popular candidate for the top spot this time. He himself is afraid of disappointing his master and losing face to Luoxia Peak.

So I go out early and go back to the peak every night to practice piano and spells.

The beauty shoveler is not eligible for the competition. He is only a small handyman in Luoxia Peak, and he still has not been able to live in Liyun Palace, nor has he been able to become an official apprentice of Qingwu Immortal Lord.

In fact, in Su Baili's heart, he already regarded the little beauty as his apprentice, just like the bastard, with fleshy palms and backs.

But at the beginning, I let go of all the cruel words, and told him to get out when we first met, and told him not to appear in front of me, and not allowed to step into Liyun Palace.

What he said at the beginning was so terrific, that Su Baili and Ben couldn't embarrass himself and go to him again, let alone slap himself in the face and say that he would take him as an apprentice.

You can only keep him as a small handyman on the surface, but teach him behind the scenes to treat him well.

……

So during the martial arts competition, the bastard participated in the competition, but the beauty shoveling officer had to be transferred from the medicine field to clean the school grounds.

No, because of his low status, he was picked on again.

***

Xu time, on the school field.

After the crowd dispersed, only messy and dirty footprints were left on the jade floor.

Yin Wushang and a few small handymen were preparing to clean the competition stage. He carried a bucket and sprinkled water evenly on the ground, but he didn't notice that a person suddenly sprang up beside him, and accidentally spilled water on the opponent's shoes .

That person was dressed in the uniform of an inner sect disciple, judging by the color of the skirt, he should be a direct disciple of Liuyue Peak Ye Bugui.

Yin Wushang sized him up without any trace, and sure enough, the words Liuyuefeng Linluo were engraved on the ID card on the other side's waist.

Lin Luo looked at his splattered shoe uppers, his face darkened immediately, and he said angrily, "You're blind! Sprinkle water on people's shoes."

"I'm sorry." Yin Wushang stood on the spot with the bucket in his hand, lowering his head slightly.

It was obvious that the other party bumped into him, but because of the difference in status, he could only apologize first.

"You think saying sorry is enough, open your dog's eyes and see, these are new shoes."

Lin Luo pushed him angrily, but as a result, one hand seemed to be pushing on the iron sheet, and the opponent didn't move at all, but he took a step back instead.

Hearing the hidden laughter of other people in the school grounds, Lin Luo felt that this little handyman was deliberately saving his face, and immediately became even angrier.

His eyes sized Yin Wushang's face for a moment, then he suddenly smiled and said, "I will try on these shoes tomorrow, but you got them dirty, what do you think should I do?"

"I'll clean it up for you." Yin Wushang was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Okay." Lin Luo didn't take off the shoes, but raised his chin, and said to Yin Wushang, "Just wash like this."

Yin Wushang met the opponent's deliberately difficult eyes, squeezed his fist, but did not attack.

He only bent over and squatted down, soaked his sleeves and lowered his head to polish his shoes.

Lin Luo kicked him hard while he was not prepared.

After kicking Yin Wushang over, he put his foot on his shoulder.

"Who allowed you to wipe it with this dirty sleeve?"

Lin Luo's eyes were full of malice and mockery, he squeezed Yin Wushang's face with the tip of his shoe, and said with a sneer, "Kneel down and lick it clean with your mouth."

"What did you say?" Yin Wushang raised his eyes abruptly, he didn't understand how there could be such a shameless person.

Lin Luo said word by word: "I'll let you kneel down and lick it clean with your mouth."

Yin Wushang gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go too far."

"What's wrong with me being too much? Little handyman! Hit me if you have the ability!"

Lin Luo rubbed the side of Yin Wushang's face with his toes, and said condescendingly, "You haven't figured out your identity yet? In this realm of comprehension where strength is paramount, a lowly handyman like you is born to make people trampled on."

How could Yin Wushang bear such an insult, he swung his foot off his shoulder, jumped away, and punched Lin Luo in the face.

Lin Luo didn't expect that he would get violent, let alone that he dared to resist, so he was punched in surprise.

After waking up, looking at the Yin Hong dripping from the tip of his nose, he was even more furious. He pointed at Yin Wushang with resentment on his face: "How dare you hit me."

"What? Do you still have to choose a date?"

Lin Luo gritted her teeth: "I think you want to die!"

Yin Wushang didn't give him a good face either: "It's not certain who will die."

Anyway, he was dying, and at worst, he would fight to the death, and it would not be a loss if he could pull a direct disciple to back him up.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them fought together. Although Yin Wushang was a late learner, he couldn't help being smart. No matter what he learned immediately, he learned some basic exercises that Su Baili could teach.

So at this moment, the two of them were fighting to the death, and Lin Luo, a direct disciple of Liuyue Peak, didn't get any benefit.

In a fit of anger, he commanded his disciples who were watching the excitement behind him: "What are you looking at, why don't you hold him down for me?"

He called his helper and prepared to fight ten against one.

The little handymen who came with Yin Wushang couldn’t see it anymore. Together with Yin Wushang, they worked as little medicine boys in the medicine field, pulling weeds and watering for more than a year. Although there were small fights, but this This scenario is definitely helping others.

Seeing that the two-person battle turned into a team battle, when the scene was chaotic, someone scolded: "Why did this happen in the school field? How decent!"

Lin Luo glanced back, it was Zhang Guanshi who was in charge of these small handymen.

After all, the other party was an elder, so Lin Luo couldn't offend him too much, so he stopped, and said arrogantly: "I am the direct disciple of Immortal Shen Yuan of Liuyue Peak, you know that?"

"know."

"If you know it, it's easy to handle." Lin Luo pointed at Yin Wushang sideways and said, "He stained my shoes and punched me. How do you handle this matter, Guanshi Zhang?"

Steward Zhang is an old man, and he said calmly, "What do you want to do?"

"It's easy to handle, either let him kneel down and give me three bangs, or..."

Lin Luo paused, raised his eyebrows and revealed a malicious smile.

He rubbed the toe of the shoe, lowered his head and spit on the shoe, and said arrogantly, "Or let him kneel down and lick it off."