Cultivation of disciples and disciples to become gods

There was no one in the hall, and there were wisps of green smoke from the censer on the thick carpet.

The head of the sect lightly talked about the appearance of Moxiu without explaining too much, as if waiting for everyone to digest this matter.

Elder Yan stopped shaking his fan, and rested his chin thinking about something; Elder Lu frowned, and his hand stroking his beard seemed to tear his beard; the other three elders were also serious and tense.

Xiao Jianyuan seemed to be in shock like everyone else, but he yelled at the system in his mind: "Isn't the protagonist still a demon? Where did he come from?"

According to the world line of the original book, after Fu Yaoye fell into the devil, his cultivation base greatly increased, and he was hunted down by the righteous way; after being discovered by the devil, the devil admired and sought after the protagonist because of his strength, and even wanted to seal the devil and follow him.

Under the deliberate instigation of some demon powers, the demon cultivator, who had been suppressed for a long time, began to be active frequently, attracting the attention of the world.

And at this time, the protagonist has just entered Qingheng Mountain, why did the demon cultivator appear?

The system beeped a few times, as if a radio was tuned, and a voice came out after a long time: "Yes, the protagonist hasn't repaired the demon yet, why is the plot advanced..."

Xiao Jianyuan heard doubts strangely from the mechanical voice of the system, he turned his head and looked at the junior brother who was sitting quietly beside him, and for a moment he didn't know how to ask: "What is plot advance?"

The system got stuck, and he replied, "According to the original plot, this should be the future plot. The plot line seems a bit messy, wait for me to check."

Xiao Jianyuan was about to be confused by it: "Then, what should I do next?"

The system said coldly: "How do I know, I'm just a weak and pitiful system that is prone to bugs."

Xiao Jianyuan: "..." I heard it.

System: "After testing, only a small part of the plot is advanced, and the overall plot has not deviated from the main line. The problem is not serious, don't panic, let's go normally."

This system doesn't look very reliable...

Xiao Jianyuan fell into deep thought.

Suddenly Fu Yaoye tugged at his sleeve: "Brother, Master is calling for you."

Xiao Jianyuan suddenly returned to his senses, and looked up at the head of the sect.

"I can't estimate the time of this retreat," the head said, "except for sect matters... Sheng Lang,"

"As a senior brother, you must be diligent and conscientious, and teach your younger brothers and sisters. Especially Yao Ye, you are still late in getting started, and I have not had time to teach you in the future... If you have any questions during the training, please ask your senior brother for advice."

It is common to retreat in the realm of comprehension, and it is difficult to grasp the time of retreat, and it is impossible to know when you will be able to leave.Not long after Fu Yaoye entered Qingheng Mountain, the head of the sect suddenly retreated, and he didn't have time to teach him anything, so he had to ask his fellow direct senior brother Xiao Jianyuan to teach him.

Fu Yaoye bowed his head and saluted, with a clear voice: "Master, as the head of the sect, naturally has heavy affairs. This disciple will definitely learn from the elder brother and practice diligently."

Xiao Jianyuan also saluted, and said: "I will definitely live up to my master's entrustment."

Master Mu Gui watched his disciples disperse, and sighed softly.

His face was a little pale, Zhong Yurong, the elder of Changbi Peak, frowned slightly, and called him softly: "Master."

Master Mu Gui gently waved his hand, comforting her to sit down: "It's nothing."

He stretched out his hand, as if he was looking at his palm, Yan Li closed his fan, took out a bottle of medicine pill from his sleeve, and wanted to pass it to Master Mu Gui, but he refused: "No need, I am about to retreat, and There is no need for the elixir."

Yan Li said in a low voice: "But your old wounds haven't healed, if you forcibly retreat..."

A wisp of cigarette smoke curled up from the incense burner, Master Mu Gui said in a deep voice, "Now that the evil way is raging, if I don't improve..."

"I'm afraid that one day, I will be powerless against the magic way."

Lu Mengsheng frowned and said, "Is it so serious?"

Master Mugui lowered his eyes halfway, and said slowly: "Back then, in the battle against Demon Yuan, the Demon Venerable Jiao Zhengqing was suppressed by the sword of Master Yao Zhen; for the next 300 years, the Demon Dao has no leader, and mobs are nothing to be afraid of... But now, I guess fear A new Demon Lord is about to be born."

There was a silence in the hall.

Although Qingheng Mountain is also one of the best sects in the cultivation world, Yan Li and Lu Mengsheng only gained status in the sect in the past hundred years.

Only real Mugui participated in that shocking battle 300 years ago.

At that time, he was still a disciple of Qingheng Mountain. Although he was not qualified to join the front line, he also saw from a distance the grand master of Qingheng Mountain, Daoist Yao Zhen, who cut through thousands of ghosts with a single sword.

When the wind blows, the Qingxin bell under the gate outside the hall rang softly, and it seemed that Master Mu Gui had just woken up from his memories.

"Forget it." He stood up and smiled slightly at the five elders below: "Without the Demon Lord, the way of demons would not be as rampant as it was a thousand years ago. Now we have many rising stars, and we will have to look at them in a few years' time."

"Tomorrow I will go to Qingya to retreat, and I will trouble the elders in the sect." Mu Gui said: "There are also two apprentices of my Chang Huafeng... especially Fu Yaoye, who just joined my sect and will have time to teach them in the future , please take care of the elders.”

Changhua Peak is actually the Wei Peak of the main peak. It is different from the precipitousness of Changxi Peak. Changhua Peak soars into the clouds.

Changhua Peak belonged to Chang Xifeng, and now the master is in retreat, only Xiao Jianyuan and Fu Yaoye are left in the entire Changhua Peak.

The young man was dressed in plain color, but he was wearing a dark blue coat, which was embroidered with cloud patterns layer by layer with silver thread. He looked a little calm and solemn, which didn't seem to suit his age.

Fu Yaoye raised his hand to look at the sleeves of his coat, frowned slightly, and said, "Senior brother, this gold thread coat is too expensive... I'd better take it off."

Xiao Jianyuan sat cross-legged on a rock, propped up one leg, and propped up his chin without any image: "Well, the color doesn't seem to suit you..."

On the surface, the gold-haired garment is made of gorgeous brocade, but in fact it is woven with tempered gold thread. It is very hard and is a treasure.

Fu Yaoye pursed his lips and said, "No, senior brother, I'm just practicing swords, so I don't need to wear it."

Xiao Jianyuan said seriously: "No, what if you are injured by the sword energy?"

Since the head of Qingheng Mountain went into retreat, Xiao Jianyuan came to Fu Yaoye every day.

Fu Yao practiced his sword at night, while he watched;

Fu Yaoye practiced, and he watched;

Fu Yaoye meditated while he watched...

The system couldn't help asking: "Can't you find something to do?"

Xiao Jianyuan plausibly said: "The task is to let the younger brother ascend, and I don't need it, so why do I practice?"

But he still found something to do:

Xiao Jianyuan rummaged through all the things in the bamboo house where he lived. The cheat books, treasures, medicines and pills... put a table full, and then gave them all to Fu Yaoye.

Alas, the road to cultivation is long, so please give me some help if you can...

This way I can finish the task sooner!

Xiao Jianyuan didn't feel sorry for his magic weapon at all, and wished he could give Fu Yaoye his entire fortune.

But Fu Yaoye refused to accept it at all.

Xiao Jianyuan was really depressed. He felt that this junior was polite to others on the surface, but he was always alienated and indifferent.

During the few days of training in Changhua Peak, Xiao Jianyuan went to him every day, otherwise Fu Yaoye would not have taken the initiative to say a word.

At the beginning, Xiao Jianyuan still had a sense of responsibility as a big brother, and taught Fu Yaoye the sword skills, but Xiao Jianyuan didn't say "stop", and Fu Yaoye could practice sword until dark.

He worked too hard, Xiao Jianyuan sighed, this is probably the self-consciousness of others, he deserves to be the protagonist.

The young man has handsome facial features, black eyebrows, and a body that has not yet fully grown, but is tall and straight enough. His thin lips are slightly pursed, and his expression is serious. Every move he raises his hand and swings a sword is full of youthful spirit.

Xiao Jianyuan lay leisurely on the rock, his eyes couldn't help but follow Fu Yaoye's movements back and forth, but he chatted with the system in his mind: "Tsk tsk tsk, look, the protagonist is the protagonist, and he learned so quickly... Hey, Tell me, when will he be able to soar at this speed?"

The system indifferently broke his fantasy: "Wake up, it's only been a few days of practice, and the protagonist hasn't built a foundation yet."

Over the past few days, the system found that Xiao Jianyuan integrated into the world faster than he imagined, thinking about his junior every day:

"Defense treasure, this should be used by Junior Brother Fu."

"This book of swordsmanship looks very rare, please give it to Junior Brother."

"Ah, do you think Junior Brother Fu looks good wearing this hair crown?"

"Junior Brother Fu works so hard every day, this bottle of vitality pills should give him a supplement."

The system doesn't know whether it should be happy about this practice of cultivating juniors to become gods, like raising a son...

Fu Yaoye over there turned around, his arms stopped stiffly suddenly, and the tip of his sword also stopped.

Xiao Jianyuan sat up "teng", jumped off the rock and ran over: "Junior Brother Fu! What's wrong with you?"

Fu Yaoye was holding the sword, his face was pale, and the red mark on his forehead was darker, like a scar.

His head was covered with cold sweat, and his lips were a little pale: "No, nothing..."

Fu Yaoye twitched the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile: "I, I want to try the swordsmanship of the Foundation Establishment Period, but I didn't expect..."

"My cultivation base is not enough, I failed to succeed."

Xiao Jianyuan helped him lie on the ground: "You take a rest first."

Seeing Fu Yaoye's pale face, Xiao Jianyuan couldn't help but said to him: "You haven't established your foundation yet, why are you in a hurry! Have you mastered all the sword skills in the Qi training period?"

He was anxious for a while, and his tone was a bit harsh, while Fu Yaoye, who was lying on the ground, was the first time he had met a big brother, he was a little at a loss, and whispered: "I... I have learned it all."

"..."

Xiao Jianyuan choked up for a moment.

That's right, I haven't learned it after repeated practice for several days, how can I be worthy of the protagonist's talent.

Xiao Jianyuan tugged at his sleeves, cleared his throat, and said, "It's a good thing to practice hard...but you shouldn't be so radical."

Fu Yaoye was lying on the ground, and when he looked up, he saw his elder brother sitting beside him.

His eyes darkened, and it was Xiao Jianyuan who turned his side slightly, which happened to block the sun.

Xiao Jianyuan turned his back to him, without a seated figure, lazily supporting himself with one hand: "Senior brother knows that you are talented, and you have paid more than others... Although the foundation has not been established yet, don't worry. "

There are many peach blossoms in Changhua Peak. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, and the petals are rolled up and gently hit the body.

Xiao Jianyuan's long hair was untied, and it was spread casually on his back. The hair was also untied like himself, fluttering with the wind.

Fu Yaoye's fingers trembled slightly, he stretched out his hand slightly, and plucked off the petals mixed in Xiao Jianyuan's hair.

"...The road of cultivation is definitely not without hard work. You must also control your mood, guard against arrogance and impetuosity. You are talented and willing to work hard. When you are your age, brother, it seems that you are not as good as you..."

Xiao Jianyuan was afraid that Fu Yaoye would be hit, so he racked his brains and said a lot, suddenly felt like a dean teaching a student who made a mistake for the first time.

System: "No, it's like his son failed the exam and his father is comforting him."

Xiao Jianyuan: "Do you think I should give it to him?"

His topic jumped too fast, and the system couldn't keep up for a while: "What?"

Xiao Jianyuan said: "The elixir for improving cultivation. I found one in the original body's storage bag yesterday."

System: "...you can't spoil your child."

Generally, things that can improve one's cultivation level must have some side effects, but the protagonist has been stuck in the Qi training period for such a long time...

After all, he is the protagonist, with the aura of the protagonist, the side effects should not be too big, right?

Xiao Jianyuan turned his head suddenly, Fu Yaoye was caught off guard and withdrew his hand hastily.

The soft peach blossom was crushed in the palm of my hand.

"Little Junior Brother..."

Xiao Jianyuan was ignorant, he half turned around, and sat facing him awkwardly.

Fu Yaoye seemed a little nervous and sat up too.

The two got very close for a while, and Fu Yaoye saw a petal falling from Xiao Jianyuan's head.

Xiao Jianyuan hesitated for a moment, made up his mind, and opened his mouth and said, "I have a elixir, which can improve cultivation..."

He just took out the pill bottle, and suddenly shouted loudly from behind: "What are you doing?!"