The full-level Demon Venerable was forced to obey

After a few people strolled around for a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and the various lanterns that had been hung on the street were lit up one after another, illuminating most of Luohe City.

Most of the common people took to the streets, chatting bustlingly with foreign guests who came here admiringly.

Both sides of the wide road are full of small vendors, snack sellers, jugglers, and everyone laughing and making noise, making the city very lively in the middle of the night.

Because Cheng Mochi was the tallest among them, Ah Mu squatted on top of his head, stretched his neck and looked around, dazzled.

Suddenly, Li Qinghe raised his finger to the air, and said in surprise: "Uncle, Junior Brother, look over there."

Cheng Mochi looked in the direction of his finger, and a blooming red lotus came into view.

The red lotus feet are as big as several people encircle them, blooming in full bloom, if you look carefully, you will find a person dressed in red lying on the stamen.

The man had a graceful figure, lying on his side in the center of the stamen with his back to everyone, his black hair cascading behind him like a waterfall, both beautiful and enchanting.

"It's Fairy Huarong!"

I don't know who shouted something, and then everyone became excited.Both men and women looked up at the graceful figure in mid-air.

In a trance, a distant flute sound came from nowhere, and at the same time, Fairy Huarong also moved.

I saw him supporting the petals with one hand, sitting up slowly, and lightly brushing his waist-length black hair to the tune of flowing water.

The sound of the music suddenly became excited, and Fairy Huarong finally got up from the flower heart, then tapped the petals with her toes, and leaped into the air.

For some reason, the sound of drums joined the tune again. The fairy wore a silver-white mask, and every time she stepped into the air, a red lotus would bloom under her feet.

The red lotus pollen sprinkled profusely from the sky, turned into colorful light spots, and disappeared when it fell on people.

"This pollen..." Li Qinghe reached out to pick it up, and found that the pollen disappeared immediately after falling on his hand, as if it had entered his palm.

Chu Shiluo said lightly: "This pollen has some hallucinogenic effect."

However, this psychedelic effect will only make people who encounter pollen more excited and feel better, and there are no other faults.

Cheng Mochi's gaze followed the ostentatious man in the air, and he felt a little complicated for a while.

Although he had a hunch before and made up his mind not to have anything to do with the demons in the previous life, but after seeing it with his own eyes, his heart was inevitably touched.

In fact, in the second half of his previous life, the one who made him truly feel that he was once a person was the fox in the sky.

The fox was named Song Yin, and it was the only red fox born in the fox clan for thousands of years.Most of the fox clan are white foxes. According to legend, they respect the green fox and the red fox as a monster.

Once a red fox is born in the clan, the fox clan will be in great trouble. Therefore, when Song Yin turned into the real body of the red fox on the day of reaching the crown, it was regarded by the fox clan as an ominous omen.

Song Yin was seriously injured, and it took most of his life to escape from the fox clan, and happened to meet Cheng Mochi.

Cheng Mochi rescued the dying fox for a moment of novelty, and saw that he was dying, so he used a dead horse as a living horse doctor, trying to turn him into a half-demon, half-demon hybrid, and by accident, he really helped him stay alive. killed.

This fox is very shrewd, but he also knows how to repay his kindness. Even though he knew that Cheng Mochi didn't save him out of kindness, he still stayed under him and became his most powerful demon, and he was the only one who let go of his heart. best friend.

When he was dying in his previous life, he also saw Song Yin with a terrified expression which was rare.

Cheng Mochi looked away, thinking that he had known Song Yin for many years, but he had never seen him so ugly.

After all, when this coquettish fox sees a beauty on weekdays, he can't wait to post it, and he always pays attention to his appearance. It's really lucky to see such a gaffe.

"What are you laughing at?" Chu Shiluo looked sideways at him.

There was a lot of noise around, so Cheng Mochi bent down slightly, approached Chu Shiluo and said, "What did Master say?"

"I didn't say anything." Chu Shiluo turned his face away unnaturally, and said, "This lantern festival is not as interesting as the rumors say, let's not delay, let's go back to Xianmen."

Cheng Mochi paused, staring at his side face for a few times, feeling a little puzzled.

Aren't you still very interested just now?Why did it suddenly become boring again?

Chu Shiluo involuntarily looked at the figure dancing in the air again, and frowned slightly.

It's pretty good-looking, and she can dance well, and her every move is breathtaking, no wonder Cheng Mochi was dumbfounded.

Chu Shiluo withdrew his gaze, turned his head and walked out against the crowd, and Cheng Mochi raised his heels to follow.

"Huh? Why didn't you watch it?" Li Qinghe found that they were all gone, so he reluctantly looked at the sky all the way, but he followed Cheng Mochi and the others.

When they arrived outside the city, Chu Shiluo silently sacrificed his sword and stood up.

Amu climbed onto his shoulders, sat down and stroked his tail to smooth his hair.

"Junior brother." Li Qinghe moved closer to Cheng Mochi belatedly, and whispered, "Is little uncle unhappy?"

Cheng Mochi shrugged: "Who knows, it's uncertain."

"Go back to Xianmen." Chu Shiluo said, interrupting their whispering.

Cheng Mochi smiled and said, "Okay. But Master, you have just broken through and your realm is still not stable, so I won't burden you."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Li Qinghe and said with a smile: "Could you please give me a ride, Senior Brother?"

"Oh, okay." Li Qinghe couldn't figure it out, but he thought what Cheng Mochi said was right, Chu Shiluo's realm was unstable, and it was really not suitable for him to lose his mind.

Chu Shiluo glanced at them blankly, then turned around without hesitation, and flew far away in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Mochi couldn't laugh or cry, and found that Chu Shiluo was really unhappy, but he didn't know the reason, it was really inexplicable.

"Junior brother, shall we go too?" Li Qinghe also raised his sword and stood up first.

Cheng Mochi nodded and said, "Thank you."

......

The speed of the few people was extremely fast, and they had already arrived at the fairy gate before dawn.

Passing through the complicated barrier, the three of them came to the inner gate and landed on the huge platform on the mountainside of the main peak.

Li Qinghe rushed to visit his master, and took the responsibility of returning to the task, but Chu Shiluo didn't go to visit the fairy head, but rushed back to the peak to cultivate and stabilize his realm.

Before leaving, he said to Cheng Mochi: "You can go around by yourself and go home if you have nothing to do."

"Okay." Cheng Mochi nodded and agreed.

Chu Shiluo said again: "Call me for anything, don't have any scruples, and don't take the initiative to cause trouble."

The implication is that other people take the initiative to provoke him.

"Okay." Cheng Mochi laughed and said, "Hurry up, can I still be bullied?"

Chu Shiluo turned to Li Qinghe who was beside him and said: "He just came here and doesn't know the rules, you should take care of him."

"Yes, Uncle Master." Li Qinghe seriously agreed.

Chu Shiluo glanced at Cheng Mochi, then parted ways with them and rushed to Lingjian Peak.

Cheng Mochi watched him fall to Lingjian Peak from a distance, and then looked away.

"Junior brother, I'm looking for Master now, do you want to go with me or go shopping by yourself?" Li Qinghe asked.

Cheng Mochi looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Go ahead, I'll just take a look."

"Okay." Li Qinghe nodded, and said, "Young Master Uncle probably needs to be in seclusion for half a month. If you have anything to do, come to me. You don't have a sword yet, but you can drive those cranes directly when you travel inside the gate."

He pointed to the cranes soaring around, and said, "They are all kept in captivity by Yushoufeng. You can sit on their backs and just tell them where you want to go."

As he spoke, he took out the money bag from his pocket, poured out all the spirit jade in it, handed it to Cheng Mochi, and said, "You just came here, and you don't have a monthly payment yet. And you haven't arrived at Bigu yet, and Lingjian Peak is probably fine." If you can eat, you can take these yourself, and you can go to the outer door to buy some spiritual food."

Cheng Mochi froze for a moment, and looked up at him.

Li Qinghe glanced at the sundial on the cliff of the main peak, and hurriedly said: "Master should have woken up, I'll go to say hello first, you should pay attention."

He piled all those spiritual jades into the hands of Cheng Mochi, then put on his sword and drove towards the main hall at the top of the peak.

Cheng Mochi looked down at the palm of his hand, and suddenly smiled.

Maybe he really looked too much, and he cared so much about the kindness of others.Cheng Mochi put those spirit jades into his arms, and remembered the way Chu Shiluo reached out to ask Li Qinghe for money.

Looking at it now, the habits of Li Qing and this "wealth-spreading boy" really spoiled Chu Shiluo.

It's not a good idea to go on like this.The jewelry that Chu Shiluo loves is astonishingly expensive. If the two of them have no source of income, wouldn't they really want to continue to deceive Li Qinghe?

Cheng Mochi was thinking about other ways to make money besides doing tasks, when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

The voice raised its toes and said arrogantly: "Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Cheng from Lingjian Peak? Why hasn't it been so long since I haven't seen you and I haven't improved at all?"

Cheng Mochi turned his head and looked over, and it was really floating dust.

Fu Chen was wearing a light blue school uniform, with the golden mark of inner disciple faintly showing on the white collar.Beside him were three or four young men in the same clothes, who should be inner disciples.

Cheng Mochi took a few glances. These people are all refining masters, and they mainly focus on practicing weapon refining on weekdays, and the improvement of their cultivation base is an auxiliary.

Therefore, among them, Fu Chen, who has the highest cultivation base, is only at the foundation establishment stage, and the others are only at the ninth level of Qi training, and they are only a step away from the foundation establishment stage.

Although their cultivation bases are not high, the current Cheng Mochi, in terms of spiritual power alone, may be about the same as a monk at the third or fourth level of Qi training.

These people came aggressively and with malicious intentions, Cheng Mochi didn't take them seriously at all, but if there was a real fight, if he didn't use his demonic energy, maybe he really wasn't their opponent.

However, he is not without chance.

The dagger named "Hongmeng" in his hand has the divine power to open up the world and cut through chaos, otherwise he would not be able to easily break through the barrier built by the monks of the Dacheng period.

Cheng Mochi rubbed his fingers. In Wangchuan, he must not use magic energy. Of course, the dagger must not be seen by people here.

Although I don't know the reason, Cheng Mochi has been subconsciously avoiding the possibility of Hongmeng appearing in this world since his previous life, but in this life, he has sacrificed Hongmeng several times in less than half a month, which is really wrong.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Fu Chen chuckled again and said: "Everyone said that the little master dotes on his apprentice very much, I don't think it's that good."

"If you really love..." He looked at Cheng Mochi, the corners of his lips raised in a malicious arc, "Why didn't you even give you an inner disciple uniform? Just as if I have raised another Ah Mu?"

The people beside him laughed in agreement.

Cheng Mochi lowered his eyes and looked at the bamboo green clothes on his body.He happened to change into a new dress yesterday, but this one still belonged to Chu Shiluo.

Most of Chu Shiluo's storage ring was filled with jewelry and clothes, among which there were countless unworn clothes, and Cheng Mochi was too lazy to go out to pick out again, so every time he changed clothes, he would directly take one from Chu Shiluo's storage ring.

Chu Shiluo never said anything, and the two tacitly looked at their comrades, obsessed with this ambiguous intimacy.

I didn't expect that someone would mock Cheng Mochi with this matter.

Cheng Mochi looked up at Fuchen, sneered, and said leisurely: "This is my master's clothes, I wear them if I want to. Isn't Senior Brother Fuchen too envious?"

Fu Chen frowned, and he took a closer look, and found that Chu Shiluo seemed to have indeed worn the suit Cheng Mochi was wearing once.

Chu Shiluo, who was usually indifferent and noble, actually let a man he had known not long ago wear his own clothes?Even if this person is his apprentice, it is still unbelievable.

Fuchen slowly clenched his fists, and he stared at Cheng Mochi.

He knew that Chu Shiluo was well-known, loved men, and had a habit of cutting sleeves. Because of his excessive beauty and indifferent temperament like the moon in the clouds, Fu Chen had something that he shouldn't have.

Earlier, he thought that Chu Shiluo and Li Qinghe were walking too close, but unexpectedly, Chu Shiluo accepted another apprentice with Cheng Mochi's appearance, which made him angry and resentful.

The few people around him knew how much he had for Chu Shiluo, or because he never concealed it, almost everyone in Wangchuan knew that Lingqi Peak's disciple, Fu Chen, had a deep-rooted affection for the master of Lingjian Peak.

So, when everyone learned that Chu Shiluo had accepted an extremely beautiful disciple, their first thought was to see Fuchen's reaction.

Seeing the faint agitation of the spiritual power in Fuchen's body, those disciples immediately moved away a little, but they didn't stop them, but prepared to watch a big show with great interest.

Cheng Mochi looked at him like this, and thought to himself that this person's ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger is really not good enough.

He didn't settle the matter with Haichuan before, but he bumped into it by himself.Although Haichuan was lucky enough to be reborn, he was actually killed by rumors.

Why not take this opportunity to help Haichuan vent his anger.

But right now, it must not be a good time.Not to mention his lack of spiritual power, but because he helped Haichuan become a demon before, he had already crippled most of his own demon energy, and he has not recovered yet.

Now if he uses spiritual power on a large scale, it will inevitably make the demon pulse in his body restless, making it difficult to suppress.

What's more, Chu Shiluo is currently retreating, he can't keep his promise well, turn around and cause trouble, distracting Chu Shiluo for no reason.

Thinking of this, Cheng Mochi looked at Fuchen with a chuckle, and said, "If I remember correctly, the disciples in the Wangchuan Sect shouldn't be able to fight privately, right?"

"Oh, that's right." Cheng Mochi seemed to have just remembered, and suddenly said, "This seems to be the master of Lingqi Peak, which is the rule set by your master. Could it be that Brother Fuchen doesn't even care about his master?" In your eyes?"

Fuchen's face turned darker, he sneered and said, "If you don't tell me, I really forgot, half a month later, I want to compete with you, senior brother, in the Grand Competition in the Wangchuan Gate."

Big competition inside the door?Cheng Mochi remembered, this is the peer-to-peer competition held by Wang Chuan every year one month after the new disciples started.

This kind of competition is to give the outer disciples a chance to enter the inner sect, and the first-ranked inner disciples will be rewarded with a one-day trip to the fairy world.

For monks who want to become immortals, this is undoubtedly a huge temptation.

Therefore, if it were not for the iron law that every year in the Grand Competition of the Wangchuan Sect, no one should be killed, there might be an increase of undead in the world.

Fuchen mentioned this now, obviously because he wanted to severely dampen the prestige of the new disciple in front of his fellow disciples.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Cheng Mochi's lips, but there was a coldness in his eyes, he said lightly, "Okay."

Half a month is enough.

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