The White Rabbit Immortal raised a cub and overturned

Even though Qi Bofeng said so, his eyes glanced in the direction of the study intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes rolled, as if he was looking for something.

Ye Jue's heart was picked up immediately, he was up and down, he slowed down, put on an elder brother's appearance, and said solemnly: "Since I can't understand the sword formula, I will work hard to learn it, practice sword for a while, and learn spirit for a while. Grass, I told you to learn too much."

These words were so majestic that even the little boy beside him couldn't help bowing his head slightly, but Qi Bofeng didn't notice it, and said with a smile: "What the fairy said is very true, but the fairy doesn't have time to teach me usually, so I want to Then, it’s better to practice alchemy instead.”

"Alchemy?"

"That's right, I'm learning alchemy with Senior Brother Changyan."

"This...isn't right." Seeing the young man's serious appearance, Ye Jue panicked. Going to the emperor's banquet to practice, wouldn't that be the same as leaving the courtyard?

In an instant, Ye Jue had imagined the consequences of his identity as an evil spirit being discovered, no matter whether Qi Bofeng would tell the matter in the future, the matter of evil spirits was a matter of life and must not be revealed!

Thinking of this, he simply stretched out his hand: "Bring me the sword formula, and say that I can't see it."

The young man presented the sword formula, Ye Jue took it, frowned and turned over, suddenly his back stiffened.

"The sword formula says that only by dancing the sword to make the sound of the phoenix cry can the tactic be completed." Qi Bofeng humbly asked: "But yesterday I couldn't dance the sound of the phoenix cry no matter what, can the fairy teach me? ?”

Ye Jue's eyes were fixed on the book, and his tone was a little soft: "Oh, that's how it is."

Qi Bofeng: "Can the fairy tell the reason?"

Ye Jue nodded, and said perfunctorily, "I will take a look again."

"Xianjun." The young man raised his small face, with starlight in his eyes, innocent and cute: "You don't know, do you?"

Ye Jue: "..."

You kid, talk nonsense and tell the truth.

He curled up and stuffed the book into his arms, "Your Senior Brother Xiao has something to discuss with me, and I will explain it to you when I come back."

Ye Jue didn't dare to look at the young man's expression, turned around and left the courtyard quickly.

After a few breaths, the white-clothed fairy landed lightly in the meeting hall of Guhe Peak.

"Senior brother, come quickly and show me this sword formula!" Ye Jue hastily opened the book, and only when he looked up did he bump into another person sitting in the room.

Red clothes, black hair, emperor banquet.

"You come too!" Ye Jue, ignoring Jun Changyan's stinky face for a moment, pulled him over, and presented the sword formula in front of the two of them: "How can I dance the sword sound? Brothers, study it quickly!"

Seeing his serious face, Xiao Minghong and Jun Changyan thought that something serious happened, so they immediately dismissed the idea of ​​teasing, and they leaned together to watch the content of the sword formula together.

However, looking at it, the faces of the two became more serious and serious. Xiao Minghong even frowned and raised his eyes to glance at Ye Jue. His eyes were full of complicated emotions. He lowered his head and read the sword formula word by word.

"Brother, what's the matter? What's wrong?" Ye Jue asked nervously. He was just anxious at first, but seeing Xiao Minghong's attitude, he was terrified.

Xiao Minghong shook his head, "It's nothing." But his eyes were still fixed on the book.

Ye Jue was very puzzled: "This is an ordinary "Feng Jue"!"

"Wind Jue", one of the most basic sword techniques, a sword technique that would not even be glanced at by a master of cultivation.

Unexpectedly, Jun Changyan at the side said coolly: "You also know that it is an ordinary sword art?"

"This..." Ye Jue was speechless.

At the critical moment, Xiao Minghong struck again knowingly, he stretched out his hand to measure around his waist, and said to Ye Jue: "Back when you practiced this sword art, your height was probably this high."

So, dear junior brother Ye Jue, don’t you even remember the exercises you have learned?

Ye Jue swallowed cowardly, not daring to speak out again, he has the exercises of the original body, but no memory of the original body, so this time things go around, he actually cheated himself again?God knows how many mistakes and omissions he has made, and Xiao Minghong has no objection to this?

Brother, really brother!

"Ye Jue, what are you doing shaking your head?" Jun Changyan asked.

"No, it's fine."

Then Xiao Minghong approached, returned the sword formula to him, and said: "When practicing the sword, add a little water-type spiritual power, and the sword will make the sound of the phoenix."

"And then?" Ye Ju asked.

Xiao Minghong looked strange: "Then? Then it's gone."

As soon as these words were uttered, a layer of cold sweat rose up on Ye Jue's back on the spot. The thin yellow paper booklet of Jian Jue was pinched in his hand, but he seemed to have lost the sense of touch. He moved his body carefully, afraid of his slightest movement. Both called Xiao and Jun to see the abnormality.

Adding some water-type spiritual power when practicing swords, the majestic fairy didn't know this truth, Xiao Minghong must have felt strange, he thought for a while, looked at Xiao Minghong's eyes and said cautiously: "My spiritual consciousness is not stable recently."

Then the corners of her eyes drooped slightly, like a weak and helpless sick beauty.

Xiao Minghong glanced at his face, nodded: "I understand."

Ye Jue was delighted.

And Xiao Minghong's next words made him even more comfortable: "Junior brother has been hit hard recently, and his consciousness must be damaged. Otherwise, how could junior brother not understand such a simple exercise?"

Ye Juebai gritted his lower lip, squinted his eyes happily and nodded.

"Then I'm going back?" He said, his tone became obviously cheerful, and then he turned around and ran away like a child.

"You are young, but you are innocent." Jun Changyan rubbed the white jade chess piece, and said with a strange air.

Xiao Minghong lowered his eyes, noncommittal.

Jun Zhangyan frowned suddenly, turned his head and asked, "How do I remember that Afeng's spiritual veins are still sealed? It seems that I can't use my spiritual power."

Xiao Minghong sighed: "Yes."

An elegant residence in a bamboo forest, deep in the courtyard.

"Your spiritual power is still in the seal? No hurry." Ye Jue comforted the young man like a teacher: "When the seal is broken, the cultivation base will be greatly improved."

His tone is old-fashioned, and his words are sincere, but in fact, he has complained thousands of times in his heart, and Afeng actually doesn't need the experience he gained from frightened battles... Wait, this dead boy didn't do it on purpose, did he?

"Then Xianjun will practice sword with Afeng." The young man raised his head and smiled innocently.

But Ye Jue's mind was already in chaos. He couldn't tell if he was troubled by the disturbed sleep for days, Xiao Minghong's worries, or the deliberate speculation of the young man. Temple, and then waved his hand to the boy, signaling casually.

The boy gradually walked away, his eyes were blurred, and after a while, he closed his eyes gently and fell asleep.

Ye Jue seemed to be trapped in a dark void, boundless, never reaching the edge, the darkness was like the night of disaster, the air was turbulent, restless and restless, even breathing would suffocate.

What disaster?He thought hard.

But Ye Jue was too tired, his thinking seemed to be stuck and stagnant, he couldn't think of what he was worrying about at all, he just felt his heart was up and down, extremely uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand helplessly, and probed into the center of the abyss.

"Crack." A hand reached out from the abyss and held his fingers.

"Don't be afraid." The man's voice was calm, as if making an oath: "I will protect you."

"No way." Ye Jue shook his head anxiously.

How to protect him?He was originally a villain, the worst villain, doomed to die, who can protect his well-being for the rest of his life?

"No, don't put yourself in it all the time! I, I'm not a good person!" He persuaded, desperately trying to withdraw his hand. He has already done evil in this life, how could he drag others down again?

But the man's palm was warm and strong, and he held his fingers tightly, as if he would not let go until he died.

"You say you are a bad person?"

Ye Jue was taken aback, his momentum faltered, and he reluctantly replied, "Yeah."

A demon, isn't he just a bad guy?

I thought the owner of the hand would retreat in the face of difficulties, but the man became excited and said coldly: "In this case... I will kill the good people in the world, so that you don't have to do it again, my lord." Lived in panic."

Ye Jue suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes wide and wanted to find someone, this word was even familiar, where had he heard it before?

As soon as he raised his head, he woke up suddenly, his whole body was as bright as day, and the stone table under him was already heated by the scorching sun, and the bamboo leaves were fragrant, it was an elegant residence in a bamboo forest.

Did you just fall asleep?Ye Jue shook his head, trying to wake up his mind, but the moment the touch came back, he felt his five fingers were closed and held tightly in the palm of his hand. Under the scorching sun, his palm was sweating.

"Qi Bofeng! You're presumptuous!" After Ye Jue saw the person opposite, he pulled out his hand violently, feeling lingering in fear.

Didn't I talk nonsense in my sleep?

The boy's empty hands hung in the air, and his eyes suddenly sank.

That inexplicable sense of familiarity reappeared, he was clearly an annoying person, but seeing the trembling and helpless fingertips, he couldn't help but stepped forward to take them, and when his palms touched the round fingertips, his heart exploded There was a strong urge to hug this fragile fairy in white who was trapped in a nightmare, and softly comfort him.

And not just to appease...

But now the familiar touch disappeared, and his face returned to indifference again.

"Immortal Monarch." Qi Bofeng respectfully said.

"You you you you you you you!" Ye Jue was so speechless, it was presumptuous, it was breaking the rules, it was disrespectful!

"Qi Bofeng, today I will punish you severely!" He angrily said.

The young man lowered his eyes, calmly, and said: "There is a reason for this. When I approached Xianjun just now, I found a few rabbit furs on your sleeves."

Ye Jue's body froze, and he looked at his sleeves in a daze. Sure enough, there were a few white hairs stuck to them, presumably they suddenly changed form last night and fell off.

Qi Bofeng's eyes became more and more serious: "Could it be that the fairy raised a rabbit? It's just strange, I don't seem to have seen it before."

"This..." Ye Jue panicked for a moment. Indeed, Zhulin Yaju didn't talk about rabbits, and even a furry monster never appeared. This is not the characteristic of his courtyard, but the consensus of all cultivation sects.

Humans and monsters have different paths, well-known decent monks and monsters have to separate themselves from each other and keep themselves clean.

"There are no monsters in my yard!" Ye Jue shouted trying to cover up.

Unexpectedly, Qi Bofeng pretended to be surprised: "Xianjun, I never said that there are monsters in your courtyard."

Ye Jue: "..."

Failed.

The young man did not give up, and took a step forward lightly, "So, Xianjun, you actually have a demon clan in your courtyard? You, Xianjun."

Ye Jue knew that this matter was absolutely unacceptable, and was about to refute, but when he raised his hand, he met the young man's fierce gaze.

That gaze was like a cold sword, piercing straight into people's hearts even through the heavy white gauze.