The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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16 years ago, Xie Yang obtained the qualification to hold a sword with his outstanding talent and hard work, and went to Xuanguang City, which is far away from Changliu, to participate in the sword teaching with a group of brothers from Songming City.

Xuanguang City is located in the northwest corner of the entire continent. The terrain is flat. The highest point in the territory is a ghost mountain called "Liexie". These magical soldiers will choose their own masters they want to follow for life.

Therefore, on the surface, the sword-giving conference is for people to choose swords, but in fact it is for swords to choose people.

These swords have survived for a long time, and they are all magical weapons, so very few monks are selected every year, but the monks who are not selected will not return empty-handed. They can choose to fight again next year, or they can go directly to Lingjian Villa If you wear it for a long time, your spirituality will not be inferior to that of a magic weapon.

Regardless of whether he could get the magic weapon or not, Xie Yang was extremely excited. From the moment he learned that he could hold the sword, his heart beat violently. The only thing he had been obsessed with for many years was right in front of him, as if he could touch it with his hand.

Coincidentally, Jiang Shuyu happened to be the mentor who escorted the disciples to Xuanguang City in Songming City this year. Leisurely.

So when we actually arrived at Xuanguang City, there were still several days before the opening of Liexie Mountain. Originally, Jiang Shuyu found an inn outside the city, and wanted to temporarily settle everyone here. Xiao Er looked up and saw his pair of golden eyes, almost peeing his pants: "Demon, elf! Boss!"

The boss was also afraid, and the two howled and scrambled a few times, then hid behind the counter together, unwilling to come out anyway.

Jiang Shuyu: "..."

Xie Yang wanted to try again, but Jiang Shuyu said indifferently: "Forget it."

"Hmph!" After glancing blankly at the two people who were huddled behind the counter, Xie Yang threw the package he was about to put down to his shoulder again, and followed out angrily.

August is the time of year when the yang energy is the heaviest. During this time, Liexie Mountain's ghostly abilities will decline, so the sword-giving ceremony is also scheduled for this time.

Where there is good, there will be bad. The sun in the sky makes people unable to open their eyes or move their legs. It is hard to find a place to go, but because of Jiang Shuyu, they cannot enter. Soon there are whispers among the crowd: "I said Well, following Jiang Shanzhu will not be a good thing..."

"If I get pimples, I'll blame him."

"Don't you want to cover it up, knowing that people are afraid of him..."

Every time everyone said something to me, they couldn't help feeling a bit more disgusted with Jiang Shuyu. Jiang Shuyu was used to hearing it and could turn a deaf ear to it, but Xie Yang couldn't swallow it, so he turned around and gave everyone a fierce look to show that warn.

"...What, this guy really treats himself like a dish, isn't he just a dog's leg?"

Xie Yang didn't care what others said about him, so he followed Jiang Shuyu and said, "Master, don't be angry, your eyes are beautiful, they are jealous!"

Jiang Shuyu was expressionless, but just grabbed him and said, "Don't run around."

"Look! Who is that?" At this time, a male cultivator said.

There was a loud neigh in the distance, and the horse's hooves stepped into the sand. Xie Yang squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a while, only then could he see that the person in the dust was Ji Ruchou, who was followed by more than a dozen fine horses, heading towards this place. came galloping.

"Uncle Ji!" Xie Yang waved to him from a distance.

"Call-"

When he got to him, Ji Ruchou reined in his horse and said with a smile, "Why don't you grow up, kid? You're still the same size."

Xie Yang said angrily: "I'm still young, in a few years, I will definitely be taller than you!"

"Hahahaha...Okay, then I'll wait!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't dismount from his horse, but muttered backwards, signaling Jiang Shuyu: "Jiang Zhen!"

Jiang Shuyu nodded: "Thank you."

He turned onto the horse in front of him, and his movements were as light as if he had fallen on it.

He didn't speak, just clamped the horse's belly, and let the horse take him away, leaving behind a large group of little monks waiting to be fed. You look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

"...Master Jiangshan won't leave us behind, will he?"

Xie Yang chose a black horse with shiny skin, pulled the rein, and said to the monks who were still bewildered: "Come on, don't feel ashamed about the mount that you called the 'big monster'."

How arrogant and arrogant that look is.

"Bah, what are you talking about," Xiaoxiu said, "Grandpa Ming'er gets the magic weapon and flies with the sword, how could he think highly of a mere broken horse like you?"

As soon as the words fell, the horse in front of him fell into the hands of others, and the little cultivator said: "Since you said Yujian flew, then this horse is mine!"

After all, without waiting for his reaction, he rode away.

Xiaoxiu spat out the loess in his mouth: "Who said I don't want it anymore! Hey! That's what I chose first!"

Immediately, the wind was strong, and it was much cooler when people rode on it. After a while, laughter burst out among several boys and girls of the same age. Jiang Shuyu and Ji Ruchou were in front of each other. effort.

In Lingjian Villa, Ji Ruqiu sent someone to prepare food for him. He patted Jiang Shuyu on the shoulder and said, "I'll take the person too. I'll search for it myself. I still have something to do, so I won't serve you personally!"

Jiang Shuyu: "Okay."

This year's sword-giving conference, the four major sects gathered together, and the monks all came early by coincidence. The other inns in the city were already full of people, and those who were close to each other were arranged in the Spirit Sword Villa.

As the future successor of Xuanguang City, Ji Ruchou not only has to take care of the big and small affairs in the village, but also follows his adoptive father Ji Zhengyang to visit visitors everywhere, so busy...

The cook in the villa felt that the dining hall was abnormally quiet today, except for a little Xiu in blue in the corner who was still chattering, the others were all buried in their meals without saying a word.

However, that Xiaoxiu in blue was still used to this kind of quietness, while pinching his chopsticks to add food to the bowl of Xiu with a cold face in front of him, he said: "Master, eat this! This is delicious! That is oily and watery, you can't eat it ...this and this..."

While turning his head to talk to a fantasy cultivator next to him: "Senior sister, are you full now? Fat? Where are you fat!"

All the doubtful or scrutinizing eyes from all directions gathered at their table, Xie Yang couldn't see it, but Jiang Shuyu couldn't ignore it, he stretched out his hand to straighten Xie Yang's head, and said in a deep voice, "Be honest."

"Oh……"

Only then did Xie Yang reluctantly sit up straight and pick up his job.

Jiang Shuyu knew that he would only disturb other people's interest by being here, so he got up after a while and said, "I'm done eating."

When Xie Yang saw it, he hurriedly stuffed a few mouthfuls of food into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I also..."

"Don't make trouble." Jiang Shuyu pushed him back to his seat, sighed, and left.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief.

In the dining hall, there were rustling noises, and the voice gradually became louder. Many monks even began to discuss the sword-giving meeting in a few days.

"Hey, have you heard? There are many dead souls blocking the way on Liexie Mountain. If you don't pay attention, you will step into a trap. Be careful!"

Yi Lexiu also said: "No, I heard that if you are not careful, you will die!"

"Ah? You won't pay for your life if you don't get the sword, right?"

"Then it's better to fight directly with Lingjian Villa..."

"I don't know about you, anyway, I must be hopeless."

Everyone was chattering, but Xie Yang, who was talking non-stop at the beginning, suddenly became quiet.

He had done his homework on Liexie Mountain early in the morning, and he also had the confidence to get the sword. As for fishing in troubled waters, he frightened himself. Noodles, thinking to find Jiang Shuyu quickly.

When everyone was chatting in full swing, an arrogant voice came from the door: "It's really unfounded to worry about! There are so many masters outside the mountain sitting outside, how can you let your lives be killed in vain!"

Xie Yang looked at the reputation, looked surprised, got up and said: "Yo, isn't this my little brother?"