Master, he feeds wolves with his body

Xiao Yi held the bamboo slips that recorded the history of Canglang Pavilion in his hand, and his complexion became darker the further he turned back, and the uglier his complexion became.

Sure enough, except for the first master of the Canglang Pavilion, Xuandu Zhenren, who successfully broke through the Mahayana stage, reached the Tribulation Stage, and fell into the age of the gods, all subsequent heads passed away in the late Mahayana period, without exception.

Death from illness, accident, old age, poisoning, injury, conspiracy...

How could it be such a coincidence that they all died in the late stage of Mahayana?

Canglang Pavilion was originally the leading sect in Kyushu, and these people are all the heads of Canglang Pavilion. In terms of spiritual power and swordsmanship, who can kill people who stand at the top of the cultivation world time and time again? ?

The morning frost adhered to Xiao Yi's skin, and he shivered from the inside out.

Canglang Pavilion is a thousand-year-old muddy water, and there are outright conspiracies entangled in it!

And the person he was thinking of was in the vortex of conspiracy, and he didn't know that the danger was approaching!

Xiao Yi still went back to Yanyun Terrace. Master didn't sleep well all night, so he had to see it before he could relax.

The door of the bedroom over there was still closed, so Xiao Yi went to the small kitchen, made some light snacks, boiled a bowl of porridge, and pushed open the door.

Maybe because he didn't have a good rest last night, Gu He rarely stayed in bed.

Looking over at a glance, the quilt was bulging, hiding the treasure in his heart.

Xiao Yi lifted a corner and called out "Master" softly.Seeing Gu He try his best to open his glass-like pupils, his pupils still haven't regained clarity, he called out "Yi'er" in a bewilderment, his voice was soft and lazy Yes, indescribably cute.

The smile in Xiao Yi's eyes deepened, and he bent over to put a coat on the master who was sitting up, and coaxed him: "I made master's favorite rock sugar white fungus porridge, and simmered it on a low fire for an hour. The lotus root starch osmanthus cake and plum blossom cake are both steaming!"

After Gu He washed up, he came to the stone table under the phoenix flower tree, sat down and swallowed in small mouthfuls.

Xiao Yi on the other side of the stone table put down the white fungus porridge in his hand, and looked at Gu He who was eating cakes in a leisurely manner.

No matter what the master does, he always has a clean and elegant look, even if he is holding a lotus root starch osmanthus cake in his hand.

Seeing his strange smile, Gu He couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, and lied without changing his face, "I saw Master Xia from a distance when I got up to practice swords this morning, and suddenly remembered that Master Xia has a calm temper, and Master Chao Wu has a detached personality, and Master wakes up every day. Quiet and quiet, free from common dust, can the three of you play together?"

"Actually, Senior Brother Xia was not like this before. He used to be a lively young man, similar to Senior Brother Chao Wu, and the two got along very well."

Gu He's eyes were filled with melancholy, "That year my master passed away, brother Xia's master, Daoist Tan Cang was seriously injured and retired, and the burden of Canglang Pavilion fell on us—"

"I'm young, and I'm not familiar with all the things in the sect. It's senior brother Xia who took on the responsibility of the elder in charge, and he's so busy every day." Gu He sighed, "It seems like overnight, senior brother suddenly When I grow up, I put away the reckless and unrestrained temperament of a teenager, and become much calmer."

Xiao Yi's heart moved, but he didn't show it on his face, "Master said before that Master Qing Ming was seriously injured and passed away in the battle between immortals and demons more than 100 years ago. Master Xia's master also retired because of this war." ?"

Gu He looked into the distance, with memories in his voice——

"I was only 20 years old that year. Except for three meals a day, I practiced swords and practiced mental techniques, and turned a deaf ear to the outside world. Suddenly one day, Mozun Ji Yeyue led his army straight to Canglang Pavilion, threatening that someone would steal from the door. I have taken their mentality and asked our sect to hand over the mentality, otherwise we will be flattened into the mountain of no return."

"My master Qingming Daoist has an unruly and solitary character. After hearing this sentence, he raised his sword and slashed at it. The Ji Yeyue was originally in the early stage of the tribulation, which was a bit higher than my master's later stage of Mahayana. In addition, the people in the Demon Cult were vicious, and they used unscrupulous tricks to blackmail my master.''

''Although Master Tan Cang, who was in charge at the time, came to help in time, he couldn't save my master. "

Gu He's voice lowered, "My master died. Daoist Tan Cang's veins were severed, and his 200-year spiritual power dissipated. He became a mortal without cultivation. He was also discouraged and chose to live in seclusion in the mountains. It has never appeared before. Now that 180 years have passed, I am afraid that the bones of Master Tan Cang have been completely eaten away by the mud."

"Master, what is the mentality that is so important? It is worth the Demon Cult's mobilization! Did you find the mentality later?" Xiao Yi was curious, his eyes full of inquiry.

A light flashed in Gu He's mind, his whole body was like waking up from a dream, and he looked at Xiao Yi with light in his phoenix eyes.

Why didn't he think of it!

180 years ago, the demon sect lost its mind and pointed its sword at the Canglang Pavilion; 180 years later, Xiao Yi, a disciple of the Canglang Pavilion, was killed because he was practicing magic arts!

It's obvious what kind of skills he practiced!

The Demon Cult's identification back then was not without wind and waves!

That mental method may really be in the Canglang Pavilion, and maybe it will appear in the Canglang Pavilion in the future!

Gu He clenched his fist subconsciously—what exactly was written in that mental method?How did Xiao Yi get it?

It seems that the crux of the problem lies in this well-behaved little apprentice in front of him.

Xiao Yi was baffled, chatting about the teaching method of the devil, why did the master stare at him thoughtfully.

Couldn't it be that he suspected that he was interested in the Demon Sect's mind method? ? !

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and smiled flatteringly, squatted halfway in front of Gu He, grabbed his sleeve to show his loyalty, "Master, this disciple is just curious, and this disciple has no other ideas, let alone practicing the Laoshizi method." !"

Fearing that Gu He would not believe it, a pair of black pupils were full of grievances, and he pursed his lips, feeling indescribably pitiful.

"Master, you believe me, even if the mind is in front of me, I will not take a look."

Gu He looked at the young apprentice who looked both aggrieved and determined, with unpredictable expressions on his face.

What can he say?

Speaking of you in the previous life, you were killed two years later because of practicing magic?

I'm afraid the other party will think that he is a psychopath!

…………

Gu He picked up the little apprentice in front of him, told him to sit down, and continued to tell him the story of the year, just in time for himself to organize his thoughts again.

"About that mental method, I actually know very little. I just got a glimpse of it from the description of Ji Yeyue back then. This mental method was handed down from the age of the gods, and it has always been enshrined as a sacred object of the Demon Cult. .What is recorded in it is not a kind of spell, and I don’t know the specific types.”

"In the first battle that year, my master died, my uncle retired, and Mozun Ji Yeyue was also seriously injured. In addition to other immortal sects coming to support, the demon sect withdrew and returned to its lair. Since then, it has not appeared again for a hundred years. .”

"As for the mental method, we thought it was an excuse for the Devil's Cult to stir up trouble. Now that we think about it, it might be true. There really is such a book."

"However, Master, if you really have this mentality, wouldn't the Devil's Cult have long since dominated the world with this thing?"

Gu He shook his head, "The products left over from the age of the gods are accompanied by the divine power of the creators back then, so the requirements for practitioners are naturally harsh, and they can't be practiced easily!"

As soon as the words finished, Gu He shook his sleeves and stood up, "I'm very tired today, I'll squint for a while."

Xiao Yi looked at the back of the master drifting away, and frowned again.

This Canglang Pavilion is weird inside and out.

The Demon Sect's mind was stolen, Canglang Pavilion lost the head elder, and the mind's whereabouts are missing;

Xia Qiyue was young and unrestrained, but when he became an elder in charge, he suddenly became calm and introverted;

Human nature is difficult to change, how could it suddenly become a person with another personality.

No matter how you think about it, how you feel, all of this is so smoothly connected, it seems that the death of the head and elders is to make room for Xia Qiyue!

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Xiao Yi: The devil's teaching method?I'm just stupid, I can't learn anything, I never jump off the mountain when I have nowhere to go, and I don't learn this mentality!

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