How could my Demon Lord's apprentice be the Light of Righteous Path?

Yun Jian was only silent for a while, and Zi Huang grabbed Yun Jian's sleeve, "I know my veins are broken, but I won't embarrass Master. I swear."

Yun Jian smiled and did not refute.He couldn't be more clear about the child's strength. The whole world of cultivating immortals can hide their aura in front of him, and he can't count them with one hand.But the disciple Dabi is just a point of reference...

Too boring.

"As a teacher, I naturally believe in you." Yun Jian patted the child's forehead and said half-jokingly, "Then as a teacher, try to heal your bones and tendons as soon as possible. This kind of competition is just for fun."

"... just for fun?"

"Most of Wuwangzong's disciples are like carefully cultivated flowers in the medicine garden, they have never experienced anything." Yun Jian stretched out his hand and lifted the child's chin, "Don't look down, don't compare yourself with them."

They are not wolves, tigers and leopards who have come out of the bloody storm.They are not like us.

Zi Huang looked at Yun Jian with a calm expression. Many times he always felt that every word the master said had other meanings, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be his own illusion.

But since the apprentice wants to participate in this disciple competition, how can he, as a master, be dissatisfied?

Yun Jian thought for a while, then threw a jade slip in his Qiankun bag to Zi Huang, and said, "This is the Poison Sutra. You should take a good look at it yourself. You can use the medicinal materials in Fengyun Xuan as you like, and just tell me what is missing. "

"Thank you, Master!" Zi Huang happily ran back to the room to study with the jade slips in his hands.

Yun Jian turned around and returned to his alchemy room, his expression gradually faded.He took out a scroll of ancient bamboo slips, stroked the characters engraved on it, and read without hindrance.

"Seven Soul Grass...something that hasn't appeared in many years." Yun Jian suddenly laughed in a low voice, maybe that little brat is destined to be someone in his line.

Suddenly there was an earthquake, the medicine bottle on the medicine rack swayed, fell to the ground and fell to pieces, a huge energy fluctuation shrouded the sky above Fengyunxuan.

"The defensive circle has been activated? Someone forcibly broke into Fengyun Pavilion?" Yun Jian frowned, what kind of lifeless thing?Yun Jian opened the door, and Zi Huang suddenly bumped into Yun Jian's arms.

"Master, are you okay?" Zi Huang grabbed Yun Jian's wrist.

Yun Jian wrapped his arms around the child, comforting him in a low voice, "It's okay, he can't come in. I'll go and see what happened."

When Zi Huang heard this, he pulled Yun Jian even tighter.

"It's okay, it's like this all the time, there are always some people who are in a hurry to seek medical treatment." Yun Jian patted his head, "At least they didn't dare to put a knife on my neck and force me to save people."

While speaking, Yun Jian opened the door of Fengyunxuan, and a sword energy came towards him.

Yun Jian: A little slap in the face.

Yun Jian protected the child, waved his sleeve, and countless silver needles flew out of the sleeve in an instant, pounced on the sword energy, the silver needle whizzed past, and the sound of the silver needle colliding with the iron object came from the opposite side.Yun Jian joined hands again to make a tactic, and the silver needles came back from all directions to form a gleaming silver fan.

As soon as the fan was opened, a drop of blood slid down.

"Those who forcibly break into Fengyunxuan will die, please go back." Yun Jian said coldly.

"Deadly? Huh, if you are not cured, you have to be cured!" An old man approached slowly, and pretended to salute Yun, "Immortal Yun Dao, we meet again. Today, the old man learned that the head of the noble sect is not here, so I hereby invite you Xianzun is going to be a guest at my house."

As he said that, the coercion of the out-of-body period broke out.

Everyone knows that Wuwangzong has no opponents under the distraction of the head of the sect, and it is also known that the only genius doctor who has a golden core cultivation is not good at fighting.

Zi Huang hummed softly, and Yun Jian hurriedly used his kung fu to protect Zi Huang's internal organs.

"Hey, the disciple of the Immortal Venerable is here too? Then the Immortal Venerable has to think carefully about it." The old man cupped his hands and smiled, and the wrinkles on his face piled up together.

Yun Jian laughed angrily, he pursed his lips and said, "This deity is really not good at fighting."

"But this deity is good at...poison."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Jian threw out the silver fan again, circling and heading straight for the head on the opponent's neck.

The old man retreated quickly, not daring to let the fan touch him.But Yun Jianzhao Jue pursued him closely, the old man was forced to have no way to retreat, he swung his knife and slashed down, smashing the fan to pieces.

Yun Jian's smile deepened.

Nothing here is non-toxic.

Here he arranged it even safer than Mozong.

From the time he set foot on Yishan Mountain, every inch of soil, every step, every breath carried the poison he carefully developed.

"I gave you a chance." Yun Jian chuckled, "That's the antidote."

After finishing speaking, the old man suddenly knelt down on one knee and spit out a mouthful of thick black blood.

Yun Jian covered Zi Huang's eyes with one hand, a few green shoots emerged from the thick black blood, and then the old man's body started from the face, and vine-like shoots also appeared, spreading little by little. whole body.The old man roared and stood up tremblingly. The more he practiced, the more he found that his spiritual power was rapidly passing away.

The old man suddenly realized something, his eyes widened, "Mo, Mozong."

Halfway through the words, it turned into a humanoid plant.

"Master..." Zi Huang tugged on La Yunjian's sleeve.

Yun Jian looked at the old man calmly, and pulled Zi Huang back to Feng Yunxuan with an uneasy expression, "Unlucky, go back to the house."

As soon as the gate of Fengyunxuan was closed, there was a slight gust of wind and waves, and the silver dust on the ground was scattered all over the sky.

There is no separation between medicine and poison, why some people just can't remember it?

When Yu Shangzhong rushed back, there was no trace of Feng Yunxuan.And Yun Jian is recuperating the damage suffered by the coercion for Zi Huang.

"On my way back, someone suddenly asked me for medicine, and then I received a letter from my disciple saying that someone forcibly broke into Fengyun Pavilion. What's going on?" Yu Shangzhong asked in a cold voice.

"Then you are late, there is no ashes left." Yun Jian turned around and took another batch of medicinal materials, and explained unhurriedly, "A monk from an aristocratic family I met outside before, his genius grandson was dying of exhaustion of spiritual power. , I said I can't cure it and don't want to cure it, maybe it's because the dog jumped the wall in a hurry?"

Yun Jian smiled, "This is the first time I have seen that disease. I have touched his bones, but he is only 15 years old, and he is in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Such a genius has never shown his prominence, even relying on family training, his cultivation is empty Very good. It seems to be some kind of surname...Cen."

Zi Huang suddenly raised his head when he heard that surname.

Yun Jian tilted his head, "What, you know?"

Zi Huang remained silent, but his breathing was visibly messed up.

Seeing this reaction, Yun Jian knew that he must have known each other, "Then let me ask another question, do you want to save him?"

Yun Jian faced the child with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "If you don't want to save him, then you won't save him as a teacher."

Yun Jian handed over the right to choose to Zihuang, regardless of right or wrong, and regardless of the overall situation, whether to save or not is entirely up to Zihuang's choice.Zi Huang was slightly stunned, he didn't understand why Master would do this, he pulled Yun Jian's sleeve, "Master..."

Yun Jian lowered his head, but didn't respond to him, Zi Huang couldn't even see any emotion on Yun Jian's face, as if nothing happened now.

"Save!" Zi Huang said without hesitation, "Master, I want to save him."

Yun Jian didn't have any doubts, just nodded, "Okay. Then go and have a look."

General Yun Jian said that if he wanted to be saved, he would save him, and if he did not, he would not save him.

Yu Shangzhong has no temper at all, not only to help Yun Jian clean up the mess, but also let him be the good guy and the bad guy.

The leader flicked his sleeves, "People are in the main hall, you can figure it out yourself!"

Yun Jian raised his eyebrows, and Dang even took Zi Huang over.

Gradually bustling crowds surrounded a lot of people, among them was a scrawny young man who was comatose with scars all over his body. There was hardly a piece of intact skin on his body. The wounds were constantly opening and healing. Many disciples of Yao Lao were bandaging He stopped the bleeding, but it didn't help at all.

When everyone saw Yun Jian coming, they gave way one after another.

Rao was mentally prepared, but when he saw that face, Zi Huang was still in a daze for a while, and his whole body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yun Jian raised his hand to press Zihuang's shoulder, and pulled Zihuang back to God.

"Don't stand still, get the medicine."

As soon as Yun Jian opened his mouth, Zi Huang immediately broke away from the trance and opened Yun Jian's universe bag.

"It wasn't so serious back then." Yun Jian said while he was treating the wound, "Why, can't you bear his cultivation?"

Yun Jian sneered, "It's not a serious practice either."

The world of cultivating immortals respects Yun Jian, but also fears him.When things are in extremes, when Yun Jian's medical skills are able to see through most of the most disgraceful secrets in the world of cultivating immortals, there are definitely not a few people who hate him.

Yun Jian turned his right hand, and a needle appeared in his hand, piercing the acupoint quickly and ruthlessly, when the needle was pulled out, the tip of the needle turned black.Yun Jian crushed it lightly, and the poison-infected silver needles turned into powder.

"There are still toxins in his body, and there will be no medicinal materials for a while. I can only hang my breath with the life extension pill, and I will go to the Wuyin Forest tomorrow."

Zi Huang nodded.

At the beginning, it was the Hidden Fog Forest that Yun remonstrated with Zi Huang.

Although there is no sect enclosure in the Wuyin Forest, in addition to precious medicinal materials, there are many highly poisonous things growing in it. In the world of cultivating immortals, except for Yun Jian, a divine doctor, no one can freely enter and leave the Wuyin Forest.

"You are the one who says it will be cured, and you are the one who said it will not be cured!" The crowd suddenly made a commotion, and a female monk rushed out, "We are not going to cure it!"

Yun remonstrated calmly, and stuck a needle on the woman's neck, "Anger is in my heart, I need to rest."

Zi Huang found that Yun Jian seemed to be in a bad mood, so he followed the master step by step, all the way back to Fengyunxuan.

"Master..."

Before Zi Huang opened his mouth to explain, Yun Jian asked, "See?"

"Most of the world of cultivating immortals is like this."

Yun Jian let out a low laugh, and his emotions began to calm down, "Chaos, disorder, selfishness, the strong are respected. Even if you let them go again and again, they won't be grateful."

Zi Huang opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start to explain.

The old man was like this, the wounded man was like this, and so was the female monk.

When the old man broke into Fengyunxuan, he felt the killing intent, but the master left a glimmer of life for the other party in the end, the wounded person was also the one he wanted to save, that female monk...

All kinds of accumulation, it is hard not to disappoint.

Zi Huang was silent for a moment, then said slowly but firmly, "I'm sorry, Master, I..."

"I can't be like them."

"It won't be like them either."

"At least, I can live up to my heart."

Yun Jian: ... What a classic line.

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