Master, your apprentice has fallen into a demon again

Su Baili changed the target of Ye Bugui's words, and returned them to Ye Bugui without saying a word.

Ye Bugui's face had turned into a liver color, and he pulled out his sword and pointed it at him with a "swish", angrily and fiercely said: "You, you are courting death."

"What? Are you embarrassed?"

Su Baili looked directly at the tip of his sword, and said indifferently: "I just want to tell you, don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself."

"Su Baili, if you have the guts, let's fight."

"Why not!" Su Baili agreed, and slowly unsheathed the sword in his hand.

His credo in life is, people don't offend me, I don't offend others.

He doesn't want to offend people easily, but that doesn't mean he's weak and can be bullied.

Someone insists on making things difficult for him, if you can't turn a blind eye to it, then it's better to die to the end.

The needlepoints of the two of them were facing the wheat awns, and they were about to hit each other.

"Enough!" Seeing that the two of them were serious, the headmaster blew his beard in anger, but he immediately stopped him.

"We'll fight every time we meet, why? Want to demolish my meeting hall?"

"Don't dare."

The headman glared at the two of them, and said in a displeased tone: "Don't dare to take back the sword for me."

Ye Bugui put away his sword, snorted coldly and walked in.

Su Baili glanced at it, put away his sword and walked out of the hall.

Head: "Where are you going?"

"I've got something dirty in my eyes, I'm uncomfortable, I'm going back to Luoxia Peak first." Su Baili glanced in Ye Bugui's direction, the meaning was unclear.

He looked away, and continued: "After the training location and time are decided, please send someone to inform you."

Ye Bugui was so angry that his face turned black, and the aura around him was irritable and disordered, but the squirrel in his arms was still barking non-stop at Su Baili.

Su Baili got annoyed when he heard it, he hated the big squirrel, and even more hated it chasing cats on Luoxia Peak.

Thinking about falling out with Ye Bugui anyway, it's better to offend him more cleanly.

He shifted his eyes from the big squirrel to Ye Bugui, and said indifferently: "I don't want to see a mouse on Luoxia Peak, one will come later, I'll chop one."

"you dare."

"See if I dare."

Ye Bugui said viciously: "If you dare to hurt half a hair on my branch, I will never end with you."

"It's easy not to let me hurt it." Su Baili said indifferently, "Take care of it, don't let it set foot on Luoxia Peak, otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

"If you want to know, then you can try." Su Baili smiled coldly after speaking, and walked out without waiting for Ye Bugui to reply.

As soon as he left the palace gate, he heard a muffled sound of "Beng...".

The table wood was split, and debris fell from Ye Bugui's palm.

***

Su Baili pretended not to see it, and went straight back to Liyun Hall.

After lunch, we walked towards the top of the mountain as usual.

As expected, the little apprentice was already under the phoenix flower tree, and while squatting on the horse stake, he waited for Su Baili to come to teach him the technique.

Seeing Su Baili from a distance, the little apprentice immediately waved to him.

"Master..."

Su Baili gave an "um", looked up and saw that he was sweating profusely under the sun, but he was still working so hard, he was immediately relieved, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He approached, took out a kerchief and handed it over, "Shang'er, take a rest and wipe off your sweat."

"Yes." Jiang Xiaonian took it quickly, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master."

After he wiped off his sweat, Su Baili asked again: "How is Shang'er learning the armor-binding technique taught by Master yesterday?"

Jiang Xiaonian froze, and said embarrassingly: "I'm stupid, I know a little bit."

"No hurry," Su Baili has never been strict with this kind of thing, after all, at his age, he only knew how to play games.

He comforted: "Practice makes perfect, just practice more."

"Yes, Master."

So, in the second half of the day, Su Baili did not teach any new techniques, but sat under the phoenix flower tree and watched the little apprentice practice the armor-binding technique, occasionally pointing out a few words.

The sun fell warmly through the gaps between the leaves, flickering brightly and then dimly falling on the ground, like gold scattered all over the ground.

Occasionally, there were a few calls of fire sparrow falcons above his head, Su Baili cut the cold crystal fruit into slices, put them in a porcelain jade bowl, and ate them after the little apprentice finished practicing.

Su Baili cut off the peeled fruit as usual, and threw it to the firefalcon on the tree.

There are seven fire falcons, and they often eat things he throws, so they will jump around on the branches above his head, accurately catching the peels he throws, without any timidity.

Su Baili smiled, squinting at the flaming falcon, leaning on the sandalwood table with his head propped up, as lazy as a sleepy cat under the eaves in the afternoon.

I was really bored, so I curled up my fingers as usual, and counted the seven firefalcons.

one two Three……

No, there are more than seven firefalcons.

Su Baili's dark eyes paused for a moment, and his eyes stopped on a sparrow falcon whose feathers were like flames in the tree branch.

Huh?When was there an extra one?

He was watching the sparrow, and the sparrow was watching him.

This sparrow falcon is not someone else, but Yin Wushang's change.

Yin Wushang was exceptionally intelligent and learned things very quickly.

During the ten or so days of being bedridden with serious injuries, he slowly learned the transformation technique Jiang Xiaonian gave him by himself.

After making sure that he would not reveal his secrets, he came to the place Jiang Xiaonian told him, wanting to secretly learn some other spells.

At this moment, Yin Wushang was looking at the person under the tree, and the moment he met those dark and moist eyes, Yin Wushang was stunned.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of his cat.

The eyes of the man under the tree are similar to those of his cat, they are as clear, as translucent, and as clean.

……

Su Baili, who was under the tree, stared at it for a while, and saw that the sparrow falcon was stupidly motionless, and felt bored, so he turned his gaze away and didn't look any further.

As soon as he looked away, Yin Wushang shook his wings and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his dark golden eagle eyes were still staring closely at the person under the tree, and his sharp pupils flickered, flickering on and off.

Is this person Qingwu Immortal Lord? !

Is this the person who drove him out of Liyun Temple with a vicious voice?

Yin Wushang saw his real face for the first time in half a year since he joined the sect, and he couldn't help but subconsciously sized him up.

The appearance of Qingwu Immortal Lord is just like the rumors of others, cold as snow, Yunyang high-end.

But his aura at this moment is not as cold and withdrawn as others have said.

When he looked at Jiang Xiaonian, his eyes were obviously full of smiles, and his smile was gentle, as if dyed with spring breeze.

At that moment, Yin Wushang suddenly thought, if he hadn't changed names with Jiang Xiaonian, would he have chosen himself?

Will he also call himself Shang'er?Would he smile so softly at himself too?

Yin Wushang pondered for a long time before showing a mocking smile, because of the love he gained with a name, he might also be abandoned because of a name.

There is nothing rare about this, he is not envious, not at all.

……

Voices came from under the tree, which interrupted Yin Wushang's train of thought, and also woke up the cat who wanted to sleep.

No, it woke up the drowsy Su Baili.

"Shang'er, what did you just say?"

Su Baili wiped his sore eyes, looked at Jiang Xiaonian who had moved from the scorching sun to the purple bamboo chair under the phoenix flower tree at some time, and asked, "Master, I didn't understand what you said just now."

Jiang Xiaonian wiped off his sweat: "Master, I have almost mastered the armor binding technique."

"Well, then Shang'er, take a rest." Su Baili moved the freshly cut spiritual fruit over.

Jiang Xiaonian forked a piece of cut fruit into his mouth, thought about it after eating, and asked tentatively: "Master, what do you think of the demons?"

"Demons? Demons are vicious and cunning, cruel and bloodthirsty. The two ways of righteousness and demons have been incompatible since ancient times. When encountering them, they will naturally be killed."

"Do demons have to die? Do righteous demons have to be hostile?"

"Of course..." Su Baili was about to say yes, but Su Baili froze when faced with his apprentice's cautious expression.

Fuck!How could he have forgotten that Yin Wushang was born with devil bones in the original book, even if he tried to stop him, Yin Wushang might still become a devil.

Now that I told him that good and evil are incompatible, didn't I clearly make him my enemy?

Ah this...

You can't play like this if you don't want to die!

"of course not."

Su Baili swallowed, moistening his suddenly dry throat.

He put it away without a trace, and said seriously: "Nothing is absolute."

"Devils are people too, they are good and bad, they are also a part of this world, existence is reasonable."

Pausing for a moment, he said again: "The so-called hostility between righteousness and demons is only driven by the interests of territorial competition."

Su Baili said emphatically: "As a teacher, I never think that demons deserve to die."

Jiang Xiaonian nodded, thinking that his master is very open-minded.

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said: "Master, what if... this disciple means just what if..."

"What will happen to the master if the disciple becomes possessed?"

Su Baili froze, a drop of cold sweat flowed from his temples.

Fuck! Fuck!Asked for ideas.

In order to save his life in the future, he had to answer well.

"There are tens of thousands of paths to practice, and there are always times when you take the wrong path. If you really fall into the devil..."

Su Baili took a deep breath and looked straight at the little apprentice, hoping that he could see the desire to survive in his eyes.

"As a teacher, I also hope that you can keep your original intention and don't let your hands be stained with blood."

Jiang Xiaonian glanced at him in surprise. The paper man he originally created was cold and aloof. He never thought that after forming the world, such a thin paper man would become so plump.

He unconsciously put away his temptation, and asked very cautiously: "Then if this disciple really got to that point, will the master clean up the house himself?"

"Of course... no." It's fine if you don't kill me.

"You have to remember that being your teacher in this world is the person you are closest to."

"No matter what happens in the future, my teacher will stand behind you."

Hearing these few words, Jiang Xiaonian's eyes changed.

Su Baili saw that brushing favorability was effective, so he made a final summary.

He said every word and sentence with a heavy voice, "Shang'er, you have to remember that you are a teacher for a day and a father for life."

Yin Wushang, you have to remember that I am your master and also your father.You can be enchanted, but you must not kill your father.

There is no such thing as a cub who strips his father to his knees and smashes his bones into ashes.

The author has something to say:

Su Baili: "I am your master and your father."

Jiang Xiaonian: "You fart, I am the author, and I am your father."