After dressing up as a demon

The bell of the competition rang, and Shen Cang got up.

On the other side, a tall and tall man also flew down from the high platform.

"Jinglin." Master Qinghua called to stop him.

Shen Jinglin turned around: "Grandpa?"

Daoist Qinghua walked up to him and warned: "This Shen Cang is full of tricks, you must be careful."

Shen Jinglin smiled gently: "Grandson understands."

Master Qinghua took out a long sword from the Qiankun bag: "Take it and use it."

Shen Jinglin was a little hesitant.

Qinghua real person said: "This competition is about Qing Lianzong's face, so don't underestimate the enemy."

Only then did Shen Jinglin take it: "Grandpa's lesson is that grandson must go all out."

Master Qinghua nodded in satisfaction: "Very good."

Seeing Shen Jinglin leave, he just turned his head and met the gaze of the headmaster, with an unnatural smile on his face for a moment, before sitting aside.

The leader has come to the front of the stage.

In the center of the training ground, there is a stone platform more than ten meters square.

After the two contestants entered the arena, the head of the competition moved forward a little bit, the four corners of the stone platform cracked softly, and the colorless spiritual energy cover that was almost difficult to detect with the naked eye slowly extended upwards and slowly closed, like an upside-down The giant bowl covered the countertop, blocking the spiritual energy inside and outside.

Shen Jinglin stood on the right side of the stone platform, looking at Shen Cang carefully.

Before today, many people had come to look for him, and what they said was related to this Chongguang Sect disciple.

In their mouth, Shen Cang is arrogant and domineering, defiant, in short, it is annoying to see.

Now, that doesn't seem to be the case.

Shen Cang's demeanor was indeed a little loose, but not rude. Compared with the famous children he was used to, he was a little more casual.This is an unrestrained person, a look he has never seen before.

Shen Jinglin took a step forward, and said in a gentle voice, "Shen Jinglin, please advise."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp sword energy, which was completely opposite to that of his master, came out of its sheath with a clanging sound!

Inside the aura hood, he flew up, and the icicles behind his back covered the sky and covered the sky, following the direction of his fingers, they smashed to the ground, making a sharp sound!

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the waterspout rang out, and the two sides of the ice cone struck, leaving no room for Shen Cang to settle down.

His spirit sword was still wandering around waiting for an opportunity, waiting for Shen Cang's opening.

"Brother is great!"

"Let him taste the power!"

As soon as he came up, he took the initiative, and the applause from the disciples watching the battle exploded!

But all noises are blocked by Reiki.

Shen Cang dodged the continuous attacks and moved out of the coverage area.

Shen Jinglin's long sword immediately sensed it, and swooped in!

Shen Cang raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were slightly bright.

This Shen Jinglin looked gentle and harmless, but he didn't expect to be so brave in a fight. With just one hand, he could tell that his consciousness was very good.

Shen Jinglin also lowered her head.

Seeing the faint smile on his face, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Deep in trouble, not in a hurry to get out, but so relaxed.

Is there a way out?

Just the next moment this thought flashed.

Shen Cang rushed straight up to meet his blow.

Shen Jinglin frowned.

Such a reckless move, did he miss it?

But he didn't stop.

In the martial arts arena, if there is no concession, let Shen Cang try the price of recklessness.

Shen Jinglin drew back and flew back, opened the distance, the rain fell, and Zidian was ready to go in the cloudy vortex in the mid-air!

The vast coercion hovered above the head.

The shouting disciples couldn't help but become quiet in such an offensive.

They struggled to search for Shen Cang's figure in the suddenly darkening sky.

Under the bombardment of dense and powerful spells, he was still dodging, but each time seemed dangerous, as if it was just a fluke.

"Now let's see how arrogant Shen Cang is!"

"Waiting for Chongguangzong, if you want to win, wait another 8 years!"

There is one person who did not participate in this early celebration.

Kong Hang stood alone in the corner, his face full of tension.

This competition, even if you are watching from the sidelines, is too familiar.

Because the previous scene between him and Shen Cang had a similar process.

After he went back, he thought about it carefully.

In the beginning, Shen Cang only defended and did not attack. He blindly dodged just to understand his habits. Afterwards, he found out everything about him, and what awaited him was an irresistible squall.

It is the same today.

Senior brother Jinglin seems to have the upper hand, but he rarely hurts Shen Cang.

Shen Cang seemed to be hiding in a panic, but in fact he lifted the weight lightly.Based on the character of this guy he has observed in the past few days, maybe he is just too lazy to move.

But he couldn't say these words in public.

One is that he doesn't want to grow others' ambitions, and the other is that he is ashamed to compare himself with Senior Brother Jing Lin.Just because he lost so badly, it doesn't mean that Senior Brother Jing Lin is the same.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd!

Kong Hang quickly looked over.

Shen Cang moved!

At the moment when lightning strikes above his head, he uses the cover of this dazzling purple light to blink forward!

Kong Hang clenched his fists.

Shen Cang's grasp of timing is always so precise.

"Brother, be careful behind you!"

Someone reminded me like this.

But Shen Jinglin inside the aura hood couldn't hear it.

Watching Shen Jinglin unable to break free under Shen Cang's sword like a marionette, a heavy silence spread among the disciples of Qing Lianzong.

"it is good!"

"Brother is amazing!!"

Kong Hang glared, and realized that it was the disciples of the Chongguang Sect who were shouting, and his heart became even more anxious.

He held his breath watching the fight on the stone platform.

Finally, seeing Shen Jinglin and Shen Cang scrambling for a sword, using their strength to fly back, leaving Shen Cang's control, he heaved a long sigh of relief.

As expected of Senior Brother Jinglin!

He finally cheered with his fellow disciples.

Inside the spiritual hood.

The isolated noise could not be transmitted to the stone platform, Shen Cang only took a moment to glance at the status.

The blood bar is black, and the blood continues to drop every second.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Jinglin: "Are you using poison?"

With the opponent's operation, the toxin is just icing on the cake, but the comparison between them is so far, it is meaningless to be poisoned.

Shen Jinglin was startled, then shook her head: "No need."

He didn't admit it, and Shen Cang didn't ask any more questions, just chuckled and used a detoxification pill.

Status is not cleared.

Before Shen Cang had time to check, the attack from the opposite side arrived again.

He didn't pay attention to it at first, but gradually, the negative states began to stack up.

Slow down, dizzy.

Not just wiped with ordinary toxins?

Shen Cang looked at Shen Jinglin.

It was just a competition, and he didn't think it was necessary to use such indecent means.

However, his level is already weak, and now he is still stacking up negatively, so he must make a quick decision.

Shen Jinglin also quickly noticed the change.

The formulas Shen Cang used became more and more swift and violent, but his own speed decreased again and again.

He was originally distracted thinking about what he just said, but he had to concentrate accordingly.

The onlookers only felt that the fierce battle inside the spiritual energy shield was in full swing, and it was half joyful and half complicated.

I thought that Shen Jinglin would be able to decide the outcome with a random shot, but now they are fighting so fiercely that their previous contempt has become a joke.

Fortunately, this fight was so wonderful that it didn't give everyone too much time to think about it.

The same goes for Chongguangzong.

Shangguan Chu stood under the stage, clenched his fist and waved it above his head, trying to cheer for Shen Cang.

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, Jiang Yundu saw Jiang Yundu get up from his seat. He was so frightened that his feet softened, and he quickly withdrew his hands and moved to the opposite direction, before asking, "Senior Brother Jiang, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yundu remained silent.

He looked at the two people inside the aura shield with his hands behind his back.

This competition has made him see that Shen Cang is not the incarnation of anyone he has ever known.If he had seen such a skill, he would never forget it.

Now that there is a result, he should have left, but since it's over halfway, it's not too late to leave after watching it.

At this time, Shen Jinglin was in decline, which was not unexpected.

Shen Cang's state is not normal.

He and Shen Cang have teamed up to deal with many monsters in Chaotic Clouds, and Shen Cang showed more than that at that time, let alone today.

Jiang Yundu stroked the jade in his palm.

Something went wrong inside.

After all, there were not many people who were familiar with Shen Cang, and even the members of the Chongguang Sect who were staring at Shitai closely couldn't see the slightest inside story.

Until suddenly two groups of dark clouds gathered in the sky at the same time.

Shen Cang and Shen Jinglin summoned lightning spells at the same time.

The earth-shattering purple light blasted non-stop, and soon shattered the aura shield, and fell on the edge of the stone platform, stirring up dust and rocks!

The disciples retreated quickly, and when they looked up again, there was only one figure standing in the dust and mist.

Everyone anxiously tried to figure out who was the last one standing.

Master Qinghua's face was heavy, and he waved his sleeves to disperse the mist.

The scene on the stone platform became clearly visible.

Under the stone platform, the noise turned into a dead silence.

Shen Jinglin lost.

This is a result they never imagined.

"how is this possible……"

This murmur was almost the voice of everyone in Qing Lianzong.

Only the small corner of Sogo Sect became ecstatic after a brief shock.

"Win!" Shangguan Chu yelled the loudest, "Hahaha brother won!!"

The disciples of Lianzong of Qing Dynasty felt angry when they heard this.

But the fact is that they have no words to refute, so they can only grit their teeth and endure.

Amidst all kinds of gazes, Shen Cang walked towards Shen Jinglin who was kneeling on one knee: "The antidote."

His skill bonus was six times that of thunder attribute skills. For the sake of fairness, he has been useless, but Shen Jinglin made the first move, so of course he will accompany him.

Shen Jinglin coughed, blood splattered down her lips: "What antidote?"

The outcome has already been decided, and it is futile to pretend to be stupid.

Shen Cang said: "Give me the antidote for the poison you put on me."

Without the spirit shield, his voice was heard from the audience, causing an uproar.

"You don't want to spout blood, how could senior brother Jinglin poison you!"

Only then did Shen Jinglin understand what he meant just now, and frowned slightly: "I didn't poison you."

Just as Shen Cang was about to speak, he suddenly felt heart palpitations.

He frowned and pressed on his chest, leaning on his sword for a moment of relief.

Shen Jinglin subconsciously took a step forward, raising her hand to help——

A dazzling red light rushed over in an instant, lying between the two of them.

Jiang Yundu looked at Shen Cang.

This face, which has always done whatever it wants, shouldn't be so pale.

Shen Jinglin said: "You—"

Jiang Yundu's eyes turned slightly.

Facing this pair of black eyes, Shen Jinglin couldn't help but clenched the hilt of his sword.

This person, just looking at him like this, already made him dangerous, as if he was closely watched by a fierce beast, and he felt an inescapable tremor.

Fortunately, the other party quickly looked away.

"Don't move." Jiang Yundu put his hand on Shen Cang's wrist.

On the stage, the elders of Qing Lianzong and Chongguangzong also flew over together.

"What's wrong?" Daoist Qinghua took the lead.

He watched Jiang Yundu diagnose Shen Cang's pulse, secretly disdainful in his heart.

How could a disciple with a foreign surname find anything.

The sword he let Shen Jinglin use was stained with the devilish energy cast by that person himself, and it was extremely difficult to be detected. It only took a trace of it to make Shen Cang unconscious, and eventually became a man who could only obey orders. puppet.

Although doing so would damage his memory, he only needed Shen Cang's skills to function, as for the memory of the mortal world, it was of no use to him.

If it is recognized that this is a symptom of demonic entanglement, it can also be used to accuse the head of the crime of negligence and obliterate his prestige in front of the disciples.

Add the Qianyuan volume, kill three birds with one stone!

It's a pity that the thunder roll that I got was still lost.

Daoist Qinghua's eyes flickered with gloom, and he asked again: "What does Shen Cang mean by being poisoned?"

Shen Jinglin knew that he hadn't poisoned himself, but Shen Cang's abnormal state was right in front of his eyes, and he tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword again: "Let's listen to what Junior Brother Jiang has to say."

Jiang Yundu's voice sounded at the right time.

"Demon energy."

Master Qinghua's eyebrows trembled.

"What?!" The disbelief all around coincided.

Daoist Qinghua felt uneasy, calmed down, and said according to the plan: "How could the Qing Lianzong have demon energy? If so, do you think the senior brother in charge will not know?"

The headmaster's snow-white brows were tightly frowned.

Shen Cang only asked: "What's going on?"

"Wait a minute." Jiang Yundu glanced around the field, his eyes fell on the sword in Shen Jinglin's hand, he raised his hand, and his fingers slightly closed, Shen Jinglin's sword had already dropped into his palm.

Shen Jinglin was taken a step forward by this force.

Seeing this, the disciples who rushed over one step later were all annoyed: "What are you doing!"

"No problem." Shen Jinglin's gentle face was full of dignity at this moment, he reached out to stop the disciple, "Junior Brother Jiang, is there something wrong with my sword?"

Jiang Yundu looked down, turned his wrist, and held up the long sword to the head.

The sect master immediately grabbed the hilt of his sword, and kept making articulations with his right hand.

Soon, a wisp of black air overflowed from the blade.

Shen Jinglin pursed her pale lips and looked at Shen Cang again.

It turned out that Shen Cang was right, he had "poisoned", no matter whether it was intentional or unintentional, it was him who caused Shen Cang to be infected with devilish energy.

"Jinglin, where did your sword come from!" the headmaster asked sharply.

"Brother, this is my sword." Daoist Qinghua gritted his teeth and stood up, "I didn't know that this sword was stained with demon energy, otherwise I would never let Jinglin use it, Jinglin is my bloodline!"

Hearing this, the head of the sect had a solemn expression: "You and I are completely unaware that the devilish energy has mixed into the Little Fairyland, and we must not allow it to continue to develop like this."

Master Qinghua had a bad premonition in his heart.

Then his premonition came true.

"Pass down the order. From now on, Qing Lianzong will resume contact with Xiaodongtian. We must find out the source of all the devilish energy and eliminate it in time!"

Daoist Qinghua's fists in his sleeves trembled with anger.

It was with great difficulty that he persuaded the other elders to put pressure on the head of the sect, in exchange for Qing Lianzong staying out of the matter. Today, the head of the sect brought up the old matter again, and did not take him seriously at all!

20 years of hard work is about to be destroyed, thinking that that person will not only delay the recovery period, but also his anger...

Master Qinghua closed his eyes and looked at Shen Cang fiercely.

After paying so much, he must get the Qianyuan scroll on this kid!

"Brother, since my sword has a problem, let me solve this trouble." Qinghua Daoist said, "Let Shen Cang stay in Qinglianzong, and I will definitely get rid of the devilish energy in him."

"Forget it!" Daoist Chongxu stepped forward immediately, "My disciple of the Chongguang Sect, there is no need for you to be hypocritical!"

Behind him, Master Taixuan has already taken action to protect Shen Cang's dantian.

Although Shen Jinglin was injured, she still insisted on pushing away the disciple's supporting hand, took a step forward, and saluted: "This matter happened because of me, I hope the two real people can give me a chance to make up for Shen Cang."

Shangguan Chu Qi said: "You have caused my senior brother to be like this, what else do you want!"

Shen Jinglin said firmly: "From today onwards, if the evil energy in Shen Cang's body is not eliminated for a day, I will be his servant for a day. Serve tea and water, and serve him at any time."

Shangguan Chu was startled, took a step back, and asked Shen Cang in a low voice: "Senior brother, what do you think?"

Shen Cang laughed: "It's not very good."

He said to Shen Jinglin, "Since you didn't do it on purpose, forget about it."

After Master Taixuan made his move, his negative state has dispelled a lot. Even without Master Taixuan, it would only be a little more troublesome to solve.There's no need to make a fuss about such a small thing.

"No." Seeing Shen Cang being so informed and reasonable, Shen Jinglin became more and more guilty, "I can't feel at ease if the devilish energy can't be eliminated."

"Brother, let him serve you! Anyway, he voluntarily..." Shangguan Chu urged him aside.

"That's right!" The four disciples including Xiang Gu also came over.

Jiang Yundu let go of Shen Cang's wrist, looked at Shen Cang surrounded by the crowd, and asked for warmth.

Just now, maybe he doesn't need to make a move.

Reverend Chongxu was about to continue the verbal fight with Reverend Qinghua, when he inadvertently saw Jiang Yundu turn around and leave, seeing that the other party didn't speak, he didn't say anything to keep him.

Jiang Yundu had already stepped on his sword and returned to Qingling Peak, where the inner disciples lived.

Back in the bedroom, a figure flashed in.

The spiritual energy shield that isolated the detection of the spiritual sense swung down.

"Master!" Feng Huan knelt down on one knee and presented the file with both hands, "The records from 5000 years ago are incomplete, and all sects are also secretive about the demon army. These are the only ancient books I can find."

"Ah."

"There is also Shen Cang who was asked by the master to investigate." Feng Huan raised his hand again and offered it.This time the information is only a few pages.

Jiang Yundu put down the file, took it and flipped through two pages.

According to the data, apart from learning the ancestral exercises that no one in the Shen family could comprehend before the trial, Shen Cang has accomplished nothing since he was a child.

From no cultivation base to now, Shen Cang only relies on this volume of exercises.

Feng Huan waited quietly.

But seeing that Jiang Yundu still didn't open his mouth after turning over, he took a deep breath and finally made up his mind: "Subordinate... I don't understand something, please master to enlighten me."

"speak."

Feng Huan asked anxiously: "The master of Lingji predicted that the love calamity calculated by the master is related to the Qinglian sect. Why didn't the master simply avoid it and let the master of the next generation look for the destined person here. When he finds the unfeeling pill, give it to that person to swallow." Obedience, it can ensure that the master will be safe in everything."

Let his heart-beating silence linger for a moment.

A familiar faint voice came from above his head.

"You thought I would lose."

Feng Huan was shocked, and put his knees on the ground: "Subordinates dare not!"

It is indeed very risky for him to stay in Qing Lianzong for his master.

But when he heard his master call "possibly emotional" "defeat", he didn't dare to ask again.

Feng Huan boldly looked at Jiang Yundu.

The master was still reading Shen Cang's life, and he didn't care, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

The key to the mystery of love robbery lies in the word love.

The master has never been emotional in his life, and he doesn't bother to be emotional. This time, I hope there are no accidents...

Feng Huan sighed secretly, and retreated quietly.

on the table.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the silence of the room.

After a long time, Jiang Yundu's palm spontaneously ignited without wind, turning a few pieces of paper into ashes.

Shen Cang is not a disciple of Qing Lianzong.

What's more, now that Shen Cang has a teacher and friend by his side, there shouldn't be much interaction with him in the future.

Jiang Yundu turned and walked towards the Spirit Gathering Formation. Before he could sit down, there were three knocks on the door.

"Did you sleep?"

Shen Cang?

Jiang Yundu took a step forward and reached the door.

The wooden door opened, and those familiar smiling eyes looked over again.

"Why didn't you tell me when you left." Shen Cang folded his arms and leaned against the door, "Let me find it easier."

Jiang Yundu looked at him: "Why are you looking for me?"

Shen Cang smiled and said, "Of course it's for your promise. Take you to a good place."

Actually not.

It was really because Chong Guangzong and Qing Lianzong had too deep a grudge, he had been arguing about whether he would stay in Qing Lianzong to recover from his injuries, so he quickly found an excuse to slip away.

But it was just right, there was finally a place to stay.

"promise?"

Jiang Yundu looked at Shen Cang's still pale face.

The injury is not healed, but instead of healing, first fulfill a dispensable promise.

It's too stupid.

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Shen Cang: Really, I don't believe it.