Cultivation of disciples and disciples to become gods

Qingya is one of the forbidden areas of Qingheng Mountain. It is backed by Changyan Peak and separated by a deep valley. The cold wind blows and it can hardly be exposed to sunlight.

The sea of ​​clouds was vast, Yan Li crossed the cable bridge, found Lu Mengsheng under the dead tree, and asked in a low voice, "Did you tell senior brother?"

Lu Mengsheng raised his head, squinted his eyes to look at the sunlight on the top of Changhua Peak, and replied, "No."

"He has never been in retreat for a long time, and this time he is carrying old wounds. Now that there is nothing important, it is better not to disturb him."

"The disappearance of his two disciples, isn't that a big deal?" Yan Li was silent for a moment, and then said, "The Guangcheng Pavilion has almost been wiped out, and there are still a few small sects that can't hold on anymore..."

"Jiao Zhengqing never showed up, but Su Baimu and the others did meet him in Beihai."

"He just wants to be a Demon Lord and live forever." Lu Mengsheng stood up slowly, walked to the cliff and looked up at the inscription on it. Remember to hate going to Qingheng Mountain."

"But now the sect master is retreating, who will be the next real Yao Zhen!"

Yan Li asked in a low voice, "Why don't we go to the Sword Tomb and invite Luoyunjian to be born?"

Lu Mengsheng turned his back to him, his figure moved slightly, but he didn't answer.

The wind blowing from the canyon was extremely cool, Yan Li's hairband was blown up, and he stood silently for a while.

After a long time, Lu Mengsheng's old voice sounded: "Whether Fu Yaoye is a demon cultivator has not yet been decided, who spread the news?"

Yan Li shook his head and said, "There were so many fairy sects present at that time, Zhuang Han's words were heard by many people, and there is no way to find out."

"Zhuang Han," Lu Mengsheng thought for a while, then turned around and asked, "A disciple of the Canglan Sect?"

Yan Li nodded and said, "Yes."

Lu Mengsheng said: "I remember that his master uncle He Guangzheng once learned the sword manual of Yaozhen Zhenren, and he respected and respected Qingheng Mountain; if it is so nameless and unsubstantiated, the Canglan Sect should not dare to make such a publicity, there must be someone secretly instigating it .”

"Who knows." Yan Li said again: "Right now, with Xuanzhen Temple as the leader, we have thoroughly investigated all the sects' demon cultivators hiding in it..."

"As soon as I heard that there are magic cultivators in Qingheng Mountain, I asked Xuanzhen Temple to investigate." Yan Li sighed, "Uncle Dong said that when he finds Fu Yaoye and the others, he will inspect them."

There is no lack of outstanding demon cultivators in the sect who were found out, some were robbed of their houses, and some disguised their appearance and mixed in so that no one would notice.

As for those disciples, it is unknown when they were killed quietly.

After this investigation, Daoxiu's vitality was seriously injured, and he became panicked. He once sent an invitation to Qingheng Mountain, and wanted to use Qinghengshan as the leader to attack Moxiu together.

"Take Qingheng Mountain as the leader..." Lu Mengsheng repeated, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "I don't have the guts, so I want to push us to come forward again."

"Send someone to look for Sheng Lang and Fu Yaoye again. The disciples who have come down the mountain recently, no matter what they are doing, they should first look for them." He ordered: "If you meet them, immediately send them back to the sect. Don't draw the attention of other immortal sects."

Yan Li responded one by one: "Yes."

"The rest of the matter is up to you to come forward." Lu Mengsheng turned his head to look at the closed stone gate of the grotto, and sighed, "I'll just wait here for the senior brother to come out."

"Senior Brother Lu..." Yan Li was hesitant when he heard the words, and hesitantly said in a low voice: "Even if you don't want to show up, you have to go and see Ziyuan."

"She has been waiting for you outside the forbidden area these days."

Lu Mengsheng was startled, and Yan Li said again when he saw this: "Junior Sister Zhong said that she was terribly frightened at that time, and when she came out of the secret realm, she was crying so hard... You should go and see her anyway."

There are not a few leaves left on the dead tree, and the dry leaves make strange noises when they are blown by the wind. They obviously look like they will break when blown, but they are still hanging on the treetops.

Lu Ziyuan stood beside the boundary marker next to the cable bridge, looking at the sea of ​​clouds opposite, eager to see through.

Finally, a figure appeared faintly from the mist. She was overjoyed and hurriedly stood in front of the bridge.But when the figure got closer, he saw that it was a light yellow long-sleeved gown.

Yan Li stopped in front of the bridge, smiled helplessly, and said to her, "Why don't you go back?"

"Elder Yan," Lu Ziyuan couldn't hide her disappointment, looked across the cable bridge again, and said in frustration, "I'm waiting for my father."

"Your father still has things to do." Yan Li patted her head and said patiently, "Go back and practice hard, don't be distracted."

Lu Ziyuan hesitated for a while, then whispered: "I'll wait a little longer."

Watching Yan Li leave, she sighed and sat down beside the boundary marker, when she suddenly heard a familiar reprimand: "Sit anywhere, what does it look like?"

"Daddy!" Lu Ziyuan turned her head and saw Lu Mengsheng standing on the bridge with white hair and a sore nose: "You...why don't you go back to Changhui Peak?"

She wanted to get on the bridge, but was stopped by the ban. Lu Mengsheng never took a step forward, so he stood in the middle of the bridge and talked to her: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go back to practice? Have you painted the talisman?" ?”

The wind on the cliff was extremely cold, Lu Ziyuan felt that her face was going to be scratched and hurt, so she said softly, "No."

After hesitating a few times, she finally said firmly, "I want to learn the art of divination."

"Nonsense!" Lu Mengsheng was furious when he heard the words, and shouted angrily, "Go back quickly, and don't come to see me until you reach the fifth level of Concentration!"

"Daddy!"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she suppressed her tears, Lu Changsheng turned his back and left, never crossing the bridge, only letting Hanfeng pass the words:

"Don't come to the forbidden area in the future."

It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and the climate in small towns in the south was also a bit cool.

Fu Yaoye put on a black cloak and hid Hai Jing under the wide cloak.There is a thick fur collar around the collar, which makes his complexion more fair; the red marks on his forehead are covered, which does not affect the beauty of his face at all. He glanced at him indifferently, like a noble rich man.

Xiao Jianyuan's clothes were much simpler. He was dressed in a white light gown with arrow sleeves, his black hair tied behind his head, and a light-colored girdle with a palm width around his waist.

The two are outstanding in appearance, and one black and one white are bright colors, attracting many passers-by.

"Fortunately, you covered it," Xiao Jianyuan sighed, "otherwise I don't know how many troubles it caused."

He was referring to the red mark on Fu Yaoye's forehead.In the past, it was to add to Fu Yaoye's appearance, but now he has become a "live target" for ostentation.

After bumping into Lexiu who was at the Mingyue Gate that day, the two quickly understood what had happened.The two of them concealed their cultivation and changed their outfits. Xiao Jianyuan also bought Fu Yaoye some women's makeup to cover up the mark on his forehead.

Fu Yaoye frowned, and reluctantly looked at the porcelain box on the table: "Do you have to use it?"

Xiao Jianyuan suppressed a smile and said, "No way, who made you so beautiful."

Fu Yaoye bent down, put her face close to him, and said coquettishly: "Then brother wipe it on me."

He lowered his eyelids, his thick eyelashes were as black as a crow's feathers, and he looked extremely obedient.

Seeing his appearance, Xiao Jianyuan softened his heart, took some goose egg powder with his fingers and dabbed it on his forehead, and said mysteriously: "Why don't you just change into a girl's dress."

The corners of Fu Yaoye's mouth twitched, he didn't know how long he had looked down at his waist just now, he stretched out his arms and hugged Xiao Jianyuan, and said in a muffled voice, "Why doesn't senior brother wear a skirt, senior brother is obviously prettier than me , the waist is still so thin."

Xiao Jianyuan: "..."

I really want to hit him but I can't.

The system said coolly: "Try it, I don't think he will fight back."

Xiao Jianyuan: "...you shut up."

Xiao Jianyuan later asked the system: "You can clearly open the God's perspective, I don't believe you haven't noticed anything wrong!"

The system felt wronged: "I only suspected that he wanted to kill you, but I didn't know he wanted to fuck you!"

"...I'm talking about the first thing!" Xiao Jianyuan said: "Forget it, let's talk about compensation."

System: "Isn't it enough to pay you a boyfriend?"

Xiao Jianyuan really wanted to log off the system.

"What are you thinking, brother?"

Fu Yaoye's voice was low and hoarse, and Xiao Jianyuan's ears were slightly red when he leaned into Xiao Jianyuan's ear.

Xiao Jianyuan was a little embarrassed: "I didn't think about anything."

Fu Yaoye didn't ask any more questions, and reached out to grab the back of his hand.

Xiao Jianyuan seemed to be in a daze every time he talked to the system, but Fu Yaoye always paid attention to the people around him.Whenever he saw Xiao Jianyuan letting go of his thoughts, his demeanor suddenly changed, and he soared away quietly like a fairy who really doesn't care about the world, which made him feel inexplicable panic.

Ever since Fu Yaoye stopped covering up in front of Xiao Jianyuan, he acted more openly, always making small movements tirelessly.

But as soon as Xiao Jianyuan showed resistance, he sighed and drooped his brows and eyes, and said softly: "Just because I am a demon cultivator, senior brother doesn't want to be intimate with me?"

I've never seen such intimacy before!

Most of them rode in concealment along the way, and occasionally walked with swords, and they had to beware of the observation of interested people, which was really exhausting.

After crossing the Tengjiang River is the Central Plains, the area protected by Qingheng Mountain.Xiao Jianyuan suggested to find an inn to rest first, and go back to the sect directly tomorrow.

The two entered an inn at random, and the waiter came up to him: "Guests, do you want to eat or stay in the inn?"

"One upper room." Fu Yaoye was wearing Mili on her head, her face hidden behind the tulle.

"Wait," Xiao Jianyuan also wore a veiled hat, he opened the white gauze in front of him first, and said politely: "One room...it's a bit crowded."

"Don't squeeze." Fu Yaoye had already given the broken silver to Xiaoer, and turned his head and said softly: "Although we are almost at the mountain gate, there are more sects around here, and I don't know how many monks come and go. We should be more cautious, don't rush Separated."

... What you said is very reasonable, if you insist on it, it will appear that I am making trouble for no reason.

Although the cultivation base of the two of them had already bigu, but Fu Yaoye ordered some more food and said: "The sauced beef in this inn is very unique, you might as well try it, brother."

The two went to the private room on the second floor, Xiao Jianyuan looked at the decoration of this inn, and asked casually: "How do you know?"

Fu Yaoye poured two cups of hot tea, and gently placed the cups in front of Xiao Jianyuan: "I came here to taste it in my last life."

His tone was indifferent: "Being forced to fall into the devil is really painful. I really want to eat flesh and blood, so I have to buy some cooked food to satisfy my appetite."

Xiao Jianyuan took a sip of tea silently, and said in a low voice, "Then you have to live a new life and cultivate demons."

Fu Yaoye smiled, and said warmly: "Of course, the feeling of being forced into a demon is different from voluntary cultivating a demon. Besides, since the speed of cultivating a demon is faster, why don't I choose to be a demon cultivator?"

He said again: "But brother, don't worry, I can hide the magic breath well, and others will still mistake me for the concentration period."

Xiao Jianyuan struggled for a while, and continued to persuade him: "According to your talent, it is not a problem to cultivate and ascend."

Fu Yaoye put down his teacup, looked up at him, his pupils glowed red: "Senior brother, as I said, I don't want to ascend."

Seeing Xiao Jianyuan stunned, he lowered his eyes again, and murmured in a low voice: "If senior brother showed up earlier, maybe..."

"Forget it." Fu Yaoye paused, but finally did not continue.

...why didn't you show up sooner?

"Guest officer, the food you want—"

Xiaoer smiled all over his face, and yelled loudly to serve the dish: "Guest officer, take it easy."

The food was placed on the table, breaking the silence forcibly, Fu Yaoye returned to his gentle appearance, and handed over the chopsticks: "Come on, senior brother, have a taste."

Xiao Jianyuan ate in silence, not knowing what to eat for a while.

Halfway through the meal, there was a sudden noise downstairs, Xiao Jianyuan didn't care at all, but seemed to hear some familiar voices.

Fu Yaoye also put down his chopsticks and looked downstairs.

"I warn you, don't let me hear you say that again!"

This voice was called by the boy in black robe, and when he turned his head sideways, Xiao Jianyuan and Fu Yaoye recognized him——

It's Jin Chuliu.

"Yo, why can't you say it?"

Opposite Jin Chuliu were four or five sword cultivators dressed in Canglan school, all with swords around their waists, surrounding Jin Chuliu: "My senior brother has seen it all, then Fu Yaoye is obviously a demon cultivator, He even killed his senior brother!"

Fu Yaoye upstairs froze when he heard the words.

Xiao Jianyuan sighed, and patted him on the shoulder: "Look at Jin Chuliu, don't let him suffer."

"We're going to show up sooner or later."

The presence of spirit beasts in the city will definitely scare the mortals, Chang Yanfeng strictly forbids releasing spirit beasts outside.Sword cultivators have always been domineering than other monks, and Jin Chuliu was alone, so he was obviously at a disadvantage.

"There are a total of two sword cultivators in Qingheng Mountain, one was possessed by demons and the other died. Alas, I really missed the name of Daoist Yaozhen Sword Master."

Jin Chu couldn't hold back his breath, and just as he was about to make a move, the disciples of the Canglan Sect all drew their swords, but before they stepped forward, they were all hit on the wrist by something, causing the long swords to fall out of their hands.

The leading sword cultivator roared, "Who?"

Xiao Jianyuan flew down from the second floor and snorted coldly: "As a sword cultivator, I can't even hold a sword."

Jin Chuliu was blocked from sight, and it took him a long time to recognize it: "Senior Brother Sheng!"

Canglan Sect disciples looked at him in surprise: "Are you Sheng Lang?"

Only then did Xiao Jianyuan look at them, and said coldly, "Who saw me being killed?"

He recalled what they had just said in his mind, and said in a serious tone: "Your brother, isn't it the defeated general named 'Zhuang Han'?"