Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

The news of the mythical beasts appearing in Mount Fuluo spread throughout the cultivation world within a day or two.

Most of the monks are full of anticipation, wondering if they will meet a good opportunity, or be taken in by some fairy sect and recruited as disciples or something. Many people don't care about catching spirit beasts.

In the world of comprehension, people are divided by cultivation, and spirit beasts are also divided into three, six, and nine grades, such as flying snakes and husbands, which belong to high-level spirit beasts. After they are captured, it depends on whether the spirit beast is willing to follow. You, or some arrogant ones, will think of ways to kill themselves after being caught, and there are not a few who starve themselves to death.

Many fairy sects will also send their own elders to bring a group of young disciples here, as an opportunity to practice, no matter whether they can catch spirit beasts or not, for most people, they can reap benefits, so wait for the day On the day we arrived, the foot of Mount Balik was overcrowded.

The inns near Fuluo Mountain were even more crowded, and there was an endless stream of monks stationed here, which made the businesses that had been sluggish become prosperous again.

By the time Jianghuai and Li Wenzhao arrived, the village at the foot of the mountain was already full of monks, and some of them were demon cultivators with some backgrounds. After all, in more places in Xianmen, demon cultivators were easy targets for group beatings. With ability, I really dare not come to Mount Fuluo.

Li Wenzhao was wearing black robes today, making him look more upright. His long hair was untied and scattered behind him, and his posture was quite casual, which attracted the glances of many women along the way.

Some are curious, and they will turn their eyes to the young man in red next to him. Although the young man is also a beauty, compared with the one next to him, he is still a little immature. He is a thin man wrapped in a fleece coat. son.

Beauty is beauty, but the sense of beauty is different.

The inn was already full of monks who came first, Li Wenzhao took Jiang Huai directly to an inn as if he had made a reservation in advance, and entered the upper room.

"Master, can we come in without paying?" Jiang Huai followed him to the second floor.

"..." Li Wenzhao glanced at him leisurely, but ignored him.

"Master, can we just live in one room? Will it be too crowded, I'll make a bed on the floor?" Jiang Huai wanted to continue talking, but saw that Li Wenzhao had already pushed open the door and entered.

The room was spacious, and you could smell the sandalwood when you were at the door, but when you entered again, the smell was even stronger. Standing in front of him, Li Wenzhao saw the person reclined on the soft couch at a glance.

Jiang Huai poked his head from behind Li Wenzhao to look, and only saw a smoker on the table, with bursts of incense wafting from the rockery-shaped stove.

The man lying on the couch didn't care if someone came in, he put his hands behind his head leisurely, with a grass in his mouth, immersed in the fragrance, humming a little song.

"Get up." Li Wenzhao closed the door and said coldly.

"Yo, Lord Mozun is finally here," the man stretched, opened his half-closed eyes, and looked behind him, "Why did you bring another one? Didn't you agree that it's just the two of us?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Huai moved over from behind Li Wenzhao, only then saw a person lying on a soft bed, the person was lying in a rather casual posture, lazily, and his goose-yellow long coat was wrinkled in sleep.

Jiang Huai always felt that he had seen this posture somewhere before, and it was indescribably similar to the old Taoist in Canglan Village, but the difference was that he looked very young.

"Spiritual beasts appear in Fuluo Mountain, bring him over to have a look." Li Wenzhao said.

The man laughed, nodded in cooperation, and replied: "Well, indeed, if you want to improve your cultivation, you should practice more, otherwise it will be embarrassing for you to stay at that stage after decades of cultivation."

"..." Li Wenzhao glanced at him, did not speak, but walked to the seat and sat down.

Seeing this, the man also sat up, first sized up Jiang Huai, and then said to Li Wenzhao: "I heard that you snatched a beautiful woman back to be your apprentice, so I thought that was the case, but now that I see a real person, I have to say, Your vision is indeed good, but it's a pity that you are a waste."

Jiang Huai couldn't help lowering his head to cover up his embarrassment.

Li Wenzhao was pouring tea, when he heard the words, he said calmly: "If you don't shut up, be careful that I pull out your tongue."

"Huh," the man was dumbfounded, and laughed suddenly, "If you don't like to hear it, I won't talk about it. Why are you angry?"

Jiang Huai couldn't get in the conversation, so he sat on the bed by himself, went to see Li Wenzhao, and saw him sitting there with his legs crossed, taking a sip of the tea in the cup, the white smoke from the smoker kept coming out, and he was overwhelmed by the wisps of smoke. In the middle, he and Jiang Huai looked at each other inadvertently.

It seems to be deliberate, but also seems to be careless, just glanced at it, and then retracted it.

Jiang Huai was so disturbed by the sight that he could only rub his hands together to relieve the embarrassment. He didn't stop until his hands were rubbed red, and then he quietly took another look at Li Wenzhao.

Li Wenzhao leaned back on the seat, and looked out of the window, looking extremely comfortable.

"This time about Mount Fuluo, Qilian Sword Sect is also here." When the man said this, he was much more serious, "I heard that they still want to see if Song Yan will come here too. Do you want to consider changing your appearance? Come in with me? It's better than being the target of fire right after entering."

Li Wenzhao's gaze still stayed outside: "When did I ever fear those people?"

"If it's normal, then you really shouldn't be afraid, but this time the time is a bit tight, and it happens to be with you—" He suddenly stopped for a moment when he said this, and stopped talking.

Li Wenzhao glanced over, stopped his next words, and only said lightly: "This seat has its own decision."

"You have made up your mind, when did you not make up your mind," the man said angrily, "Grandma, last time you were almost dragged in by Lao Tzu to be buried with me, but this time you said something like this again, just wait, this time There are many celestial sects, if you make a slight mistake, even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu will not be able to save you."

Li Wenzhao just smiled: "Even so, you are still here."

"..." The man was speechless, and finally snatched the teacup from Li Wenzhao's hand angrily, and poured himself a glass of water to drink.

Li Wenzhao did as he wanted, he was not in the habit of sharing things with others, and when he saw the man used his own, he picked up a new cup, poured himself tea, and said nothing else from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Huai couldn't understand what they were saying, the fragrance in the room was getting stronger and stronger, he smelled uncomfortable, and wanted to go out to take a breath, seeing that Li Wenzhao had something to say with the man, he consciously opened the door and went out by himself .

When the people were completely far away, Li Wenzhao said: "You forced him out, are you going to have something to say to me?"

The man didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "I said, why did you suddenly think of taking him with you? Don't you think he didn't hurt you enough last time in Canglan Village?"

"Really, I think he saved me a few times." Li Wenzhao took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner, "Why do you say that?"

"He saved you?" The man couldn't believe it. "In this world, besides me, is there anyone who doesn't want your life?"

"Yes," Li Wenzhao said, "If it wasn't for him, I might not have survived until the time to see you."

"The last time the injury was so serious?" The man was silent for a while, then asked, "Is it because the previous injury hasn't healed yet, and a new injury has been added?"

"Well, he seems to care about me very much." Li Wenzhao raised his brows lightly when he spoke, as if proud of himself.

The man recalled a little and touched his chin: "Indeed, he seems to care about you. When you just spoke, he would stare at you from time to time. When I took him away, I also tested him a few times. Come on, he has a heart for you, and he is thinking of turning me into an army, but it's a pity that the little trick is too clumsy, but it's good to have a heart."

"There are too few people who can treat me sincerely." Li Wenzhao's eyes fell on the seat where Jiang Huai was sitting just now, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Even Xie Xiao, who was raised since childhood, may not be able to do this." .”

"You still have the nerve to tell me Xie Xiao, I told you to be wary of him a long time ago, if you don't listen, do you have to wait until you see it with your own eyes before you believe it?" I don't know which sentence offended the man, and he became dissatisfied again , "You should have thought that he would betray you after knowing that. Back then, you had to feel some kind of compassion. Since you want to do it, you should do it more simply. Cut the weeds without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate."

Li Wenzhao raised his eyes, sporadic lights shone in his dark eyes, he was silent for a moment, and finally made a conclusion: "Everyone has a heart of compassion." That's the end of his words, he doesn't want to do those superfluous and powerless things. Justified.

The man didn't want to argue with him, so after thinking about it, he said to him again: "The time for your blood exchange is coming soon, I thought you came to Mount Fuluo to find Song Yan, so I didn't worry about you, so I came here, but you didn't Bring a small one."

Li Wenzhao drank his tea and remained silent.

"Weigh it yourself, there are many people in the fairy gate this time, and we don't have other gods coming to Zhoushan." It was rare to say a calm word, but it was still hurtful, "I don't want to lose my priesthood because of you." The man Said.

"Well, let's forget it." Li Wenzhao knew what he meant, so naturally he wouldn't force him.

The man looked at him, and put the teacup back on the table: "Think about it for yourself, is it really necessary to go up the mountain? There is nothing urgent about spiritual pets. It depends on the opportunity, and it doesn't matter when you come." It must be caught."

"One more time, who knows how long it will be, 500 years? 1000 years, or 1 years." Li Wenzhao's eyes slid over him, "You can live that long, I may not."

"..." The man paused for a long time this time before continuing, "Li Wenzhao, it took me eight lifetimes of bad luck to marry a brother like you, that is me, to accompany you in such nonsense."

The man spat in a low voice while talking, "Bah, what a bad luck!"

Li Wenzhao glanced at him again.

"Now you should be happy, there is a new kid here, I will accompany you crazy," the man finally said bitterly, "Regardless of whether he was really taken away as you said, if he can find a true love It’s not easy for you, he’s not as capable as I am, so don’t kill him.”

The author has something to say:

Here is a little explanation. Li Wenzhao was injured before saving Jianghuai. As the main character in the original book, Qilian Sword Sect is the number one immortal sect in the world. It is written that his injury was aggravated, and the injury was not healed. He went to the south of Yunnan and went to the Four Spirits Bureau. It's not that I can't beat the female ghost, it's just because I was injured and [suppressed by the formation] that I was arrested. Please don't call him trash.