What kind of monster are you on the mere background board

Zhuang Qiu also opened the book, and then stopped on the male lead's name.

He flipped back and saw a book full of gossip and sweetness.

80.00% of the full text is devoted to the love-hate relationship between Shenyin and his disciples and senior brothers.

It's just that Zhuang Qiu was very happy to see him without him.

After reading it, Zhuang Qiu commented: "Emotions are a bit empty, there is love in the void, but there is only love."

"Then why does the Lord think it's not empty." Qinghong heard that Mozun said that her writing was not good, and immediately became angry, more anxious than snatching her spirit stone.

"Love is not just jealousy, anger, worrying about gains and losses, but also a moment of surprise, a smug show off, and always looking forward to it."

Qinghong was silent.

She felt that what she wrote was a storybook.

But the life experience that the lord talked about.

Although the two are not in conflict, they always feel that they are not on the same level.

Zhuang Qiu looked at Qinghong's silence, thinking that she was unhappy being told, so he added: "The writing is also remarkable, the details are well described, and it makes people feel like watching a erotic picture, very... its environment."

Qinghong was not very happy when he heard Mozun's praise.

Well, she admits that most of the books she read are not serious, so what she writes is not very serious.

Ji Qingning had already silently stuffed the notebook into his bosom.

Qinghong shouted quickly: "Ji Qingning! What are you doing?"

Ji Qingning threw down a spirit stone, and said calmly: "You stay here and don't move around, I'll go and show it to Master."

Qinghong said aggrievedly: "I was bumped into it on the first day I sold it today. I think it's my first offense, please spare my life."

Ji Qingning shook his head.

"Tell me, how much do you want." Qinghong gritted his teeth and looked at Ji Qingning.

Ji Qingning stretched out his palm and made a five.

"Why don't you go grab it? You haven't seen your uncle for so long, and you cheated on him when you came up. Where are all your courtesy?"

Ji Qingning calmly retorted: "Uncle Shi wrote us into the book without saying hello, and even made up such a story. I have never seen Uncle Shi be so polite."

Qinghong sighed, she covered her heart, and exaggerated: "I have known you are a dark heart, I have seen it since you were a child, I didn't expect that you would not let your uncle off."

Ji Qingning recalled the description of him in Qinghong's book, and said lightly: "Accept."

Qinghong still wanted to bargain, but when he turned around, he saw Shenyin approaching.

Isn't this the narrow road to the enemy?

We all have a lot of free time, and we all come to the Baigui Night Market to join in the fun.

Qinghong was about to close the stall, but Ji Qingning grabbed the edge of his stall again to prevent her from being put into the interspatial ring.

"Master, hand over the spirit stone and deliver the goods."

Qinghong secretly scolded the little fox in his heart.

"Uncle is scolding me in your heart?"

"No, how could Master Uncle?"

"I changed my mind. Five thousand spirit stones are not enough. I need one thousand more to make up for the trauma in my heart."

"You make up for the bullshit's psychological trauma! This is where the price starts to rise? If Zhuang Qiu sees you like this, he will definitely beat you up for me!"

Ji Qingning squeezed the stall's hand a little harder, and added a hint of threat in his voice: "Seven thousand."

Seeing that Shenyin was approaching, Ji Qingning was about to shout, Qinghong threw a bag of spiritual stones into Ji Qingning's arms, then pulled the bag back into the interspatial ring, and conveniently took the book in Ji Qingning's arms. Books were also taken.

Ji Qingning didn't resist, he went to count the Lingshi.

Fortunately, when his life was at stake, Master Qinghong didn't play tricks, and the money was enough.

Ji Qingning distributed [-] to Mozun, and said with a smile, "Hush money."

Zhuang Qiu took it, and said with a slight smile in his voice, "Qinghong, are you still writing books?"

"Write, why don't you write, I must earn back the money I lost."

But looking closely at Qinghong's unlucky mournful face, one can faintly see eight large characters.

Write a storybook——a dead end——

Shenyin saw Qinghong early in the morning, but he didn't dare to recognize it, and felt that if he recognized it, he really had nothing to say.

Looking at Yu Hanxiao standing next to Qinghong, Shenyin also knew what Qinghong had done to Yu Hanxiao.

Shenyin does not agree with Qinghong.

It is already old calendar to pay off the father's debt, now the father is the father and the son is the son. Why should Yu Hanxiao be responsible for the wrong things that Yu Hanxiao's father did, let alone Yu Hanxiao's death? Xiao's father would feel sorry for this kind of bullshit.

Yu Hanxiao was innocent, he had no right to choose, and he had no position, so he could only sacrifice himself in the end.

It's just that Shenyin can also understand Qinghong, such a deep hatred, buried for 400 years, after 400 years of no hope of revenge, she finally has a chance for revenge, she can only grasp it firmly, only in this way can she comfort herself —Look, I am not living in the world without doing nothing.

Shenyin thought, this is nothing more than self-deception.

He walked slowly in front of Ji Qingning and greeted Mozun.

"Honorable Master also came to visit the Lantern Festival?"

"Exactly."

"I just saw what you were arguing about, did something happen?"

Ji Qingning pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Uncle Qinghong said he hasn't seen me for a long time, so he insisted on giving me some spirit stones as a gift."

Ji Qingning shook the bag containing the spirit stones in front of Shenyin. Shenyin glanced at it, saw the number of spirit stones inside, and said in surprise, "Qinghong, when did you become so rich?"

Qinghong smiled and said: "After all, I am an elder, it should be taken for granted, it should be taken for granted."

With these few words, the lively atmosphere between the few people was not so awkward.

Before they met, everyone felt embarrassed and didn't want to meet, but when they did, it was fine to talk about it.

When Yan Mo wasn't around, Ji Qingning became the person who organized the game. He randomly picked a clean and bright teahouse to enter, ordered a few cups of tea, and then started the conversation.

"It's been 100 years, it's the first time we met, uncle, where have you been all these years?"

Qinghong touched the cold sweat and said: "I didn't stay in one place for too long and kept hiding. Later, I really couldn't hide, so I came to the devil world."

"Based on your ability, there is no way to persuade those demon cultivators to let you enter the demon realm."

Qinghong: As always, Shenyin wanted people to beat him upright.

"I entrusted a friend."

"Which friend, the demon king?" Shenyin's eyes suddenly became sharp.

This is not to blame for Shenyin, after all, the beast tide 800 years ago was planned by the demon king alone, and the most elite generation of the Taixuan Sword Sect almost all perished in the beast tide.

Both Xiao Yi and Shenyin must have hated the Demon King to the core.

But Qinghong didn't participate. To her, the Demon King is a senior who can help him, and she has no other emotions.

Even if she knew that the Demon King had harmed the Taixuan Sword Sect, so what, that was all 800 years ago, the Demon King and her had no deep hatred, and only the Demon King could help her.

Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Ji Qingning said: "Uncle Shi always has his own contacts, and he won't get mixed up in the transformation stage without even having a friend."

Shenyin also realized that he was a little aggressive, so he softened his tone and said: "Your IQ is not enough in front of the demon king, he will only use you, and before you know it, you have already done it for him thing."

Qinghong said unwillingly: "Am I as stupid as you said?"

"You are not stupid, how could you fall into his way, but if you don't bury your hatred in your heart, can you be used by him to make the Huajian faction and the Taixuan sword faction an enemy?"

Qinghong thought in her heart that she was indeed at fault for this matter, and later she also thought about why the Demon King would help her.

It was only after she jumped out of the whole situation that the Demon King didn't help her, but borrowed her hand to make the Taixuan Sword Sect a target of public criticism.

In addition to using her to make the Huajian faction hate the Taixuan sword faction, and Shenfengbao snatch the dragon veins of the Taixuan sword faction, he may also have participated.

The demon king is in the dark, and they are in the open. It is easy to hide a spear in the open, but it is difficult to guard against an arrow in the dark.

800 years ago, the Demon King fell to the Taixuan Sword Sect, and now he may want to use the Taixuan Sword Sect again.

But he probably didn't expect that Zhuang Qiu sacrificed his life for righteousness, Xiao Yi broke his wrist, and it took 100 years for the Taixuan Sword Sect to rise again.

Qinghong said silently: "I'm sorry, I was wrong about this matter, I was reckless." But I didn't regret it.

With this one wish, she can give in to other things, but she is very selfish about this matter.

Hearing Qinghong's apology, Shenyin didn't want to pursue it anymore, after all, the matter has passed for so long, and it is useless to pursue it any longer.

Once things pass the deadline for getting angry, you can't get angry anymore.

Shenyin didn't want to argue with Qinghong any more, so he sighed and said, "Have you been living hard these years?"

Qinghong's eyes were red, he shook his head and said: "It's okay, no matter what, you're still alive."

"When the Taixuan Sword Sect and the Demon Realm form an alliance, the Taixuan Sword Sect will not be afraid of any family or sect. You can come back if you want." Shenyin said again.

"Why go back, let Xiao Yi catch and beat him up?"

"This beating is unavoidable. At worst, you should prepare some healing pills."

"Are you speaking human language?"

The scene finally came alive completely, and it was not in vain that Ji Qingning tried his best to create an opportunity for the two to resolve their rift.

In the middle of the night, everyone talked more and more vigorously.

Qinghong said: "Why is that kid Lu Xuan not clinging to you anymore? I thought he would be like a dehydrated fish without you."

Shenyu. Yan Yin argued for Lu Xuan: "He is young, so I took care of him, is there anything wrong?"

"Are you taking care of him? Why don't you take care of Zhuang Qiu like this!"

After the word Zhuang Qiu came out, the atmosphere on the field quickly became cold.

Qinghong, who knew he had said something wrong, drank a glass of wine with his head down, and said softly: "When I heard it at the time, I thought I had heard it wrong."

"I thought about such a wonderful child, who was only in his early twenties, how could he just disappear like this?"

Shenyin lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Looking back on the past, it seems that other things can be solved, but Zhuang Qiu's death seems to be a taboo that cannot be said.

Shenyin suddenly said to Ji Qingning: "Go to the store to get wine."

Ji Qingning responded, and went downstairs to find some wine.

But this is a teahouse, where did the wine come from, Ji Qingning went out to look for it, and finally bought a pot of wine for Shenyin to bring back.

Shenyin poured a glass of wine into the tea cup, and then spilled it on the ground.

He took a few more spirit fruits and put them on the table, and drew a spell on the table.

"Respectfully."

"My beloved disciple, the heroic spirit stays forever. Reminiscing about the past, the sect prospered. I got it because of it. I remember each other with thin wine. May there be no worries in the past and a healthy life."

The magic circle emits a hazy white light, and the spiritual fruit gradually disappears in the white light.

Zhuang Qiu felt that there was something extra under his black robe.

……

How could someone worship me face to face.

Moreover, the magic circle that the master sacrificed was an ancient circle, which has the effect of reaching the heaven and the earth, so he actually searched for cause and effect, and found Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu hurriedly stuffed these fruits into the storage space.

Zhuang Qiu couldn't tell what mood he was in. Looking at the sad expressions of the people in front of him, he was offering sacrifices and nostalgia, and he was happy and unhappy at the same time.

Ji Qingning was afraid that the Demon Lord would not understand what they were talking about, so he took care of the Demon Lord's mood, so he said: "Zhuang Qiu is the senior brother of the Taixuan Sword Sect, and he is someone our disciples respect and look up to. A hundred years ago, he stepped forward Save the Zongmen from fire and water, and he is my master's big disciple, he is the old friend of Master Qinghong, that's why Master and Master Qinghong are so sad."

Zhuang Qiu suddenly wanted to play tricks on Ji Qingning, he always felt that it was really fun for Ji Qingning to introduce himself to him in such a serious manner.

So Zhuang Qiu said: "Your senior brother is really so high-spirited, sacrificing himself, and perfecting the sect? How could he have such a great ability? If he really has such a great ability, why is he just a mere disciple."

"My lord, I know you have doubts in your heart, but I still want to respect the old man for the sake of his passing away." Ji Qingning was obviously a little unhappy, but it was impossible for him to show his seriousness to the Demon Lord. Not happy, but tactfully begged Mozun.

Seeing him defending himself, Zhuang Qiu felt very happy, so he said again: "Is he as good as you said?"

"Senior brother is very good. Senior brother doesn't like to talk about the grievances he has suffered. He acts upright. Even if he has done something wrong, he will feel uneasy and use... to make up for it with other things." Although Ji Qingning didn't want to make up.

"It's such a person, it sounds like a boring gourd."

Ji Qingning immediately retorted: "That's not the case!"

When he realized that his attitude was too aggressive, he smiled at Mozun embarrassedly, and continued: "Brother is frank and enthusiastic, but he doesn't like others to say what kind of suffering he has suffered."

The light in Ji Qingning's eyes dimmed, and he murmured softly: "Or maybe I said it, others don't understand."

Zhuang Qiu thought to himself, as expected, the dead are the most important. After his death like this, he was actually a very good person in everyone's eyes. Ji Qingning didn't bother with him, and called him such a good senior brother.

Zhuang Qiu made up his mind even more that he would not be able to come back to life, so let the image of Wei An remain in Ji Qingning's heart.

Shenyin and Qinghong over there complained to each other, they had already drank a round of worship to Zhuang Qiu, and seeing that it was getting late, Ji Qingning said: "Why don't you go back to rest tonight, and come back tomorrow to see the ghost lantern festival. grand occasion."

"Alright, I'm a little tired too." Shenyin frowned, feeling a little depressed.

The same is true for Qinghong, they need to be alone to calm down.

Ji Qingning was going to help Shenyin, but Shenyin said: "This little wine is not enough, I am still in the stage of transformation."

Ji Qingning knew that Master had his own insistence, so he gave up.

Mozun and Qinghong left first, and Master also went outside to blow some air. Ji Qingning tidied up the table and was going to pay the bill when he suddenly felt something kicked.

Ji Qingning lowered his head and took out a spiritual fruit from under the table.

Isn't this the spiritual fruit used by the master to sacrifice, why did I miss one.

Ji Qingning put the spirit fruit into the interspatial ring, intending to give it to the master later.

After paying the bill, Ji Qingning walked back together with Shenyin, and Qinghong and Mozun walked back together.

Mozun seemed to follow Qinghong because he was not at ease after drinking.

Ji Qingning thought to himself, although this Demon Lord looks withdrawn, he is actually careful and gentle.

He took out the spiritual fruit and said, "Master, your fruit."

Shenyin looked at Guozi suspiciously: "Eh? Where did it come from? I obviously gave it to Zhuang Qiu."

"It should be time to draw the formation, but one of them rolled under the table."

"Impossible, I'm not so old and dizzy yet, besides, can I not hear such a loud rolling sound?" Shenyin waved her hand, with an expression of "Are you looking down on me?"

Ji Qingning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then how do you explain this fruit?"

Shenyin didn't know anymore, he was silent for a while and said, "It may have fallen out of the interspatial ring."

——He will never admit that there is a problem with his formation.

——This is his dignity as a man.

When he was about to return to the residence, Shenyin instructed: "Take out the rhubarb to get some air, it will be choked if it is kept in the animal control bag."

The rhubarb is Zhuang Qiu's little yellow bird. I don't know if it's because of the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation that split its talent, allowing her to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage in this short 100 years.

Monster beasts are different from humans. Monster beasts live longer than humans. Ordinary humans have a lifespan of 5000 years in the stage of becoming a god, and [-] years in the stage of fusion. longer.

But the most common monsters have a lifespan of thousands of years. Some monsters with exaggerated talents have reached the Mahayana stage, which is almost as long as the world, and it is difficult to die. This is almost the same as ascension.

Rhubarb can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage in 100 years, even among monsters, it is considered a top talent.

However, what kind of abilities it has is yet to be seen. First, it cannot fight, and second, it cannot fly.

After Ji Qingning entered the Demon Realm, he was worried that Rhubarb would not be able to adapt to the messy aura of the Demon Realm, so he never released it. Now that Master reminded him, he released Rhubarb.

After Rhubarb flew out, he suddenly yelled anxiously at Ji Qingning a few times.

Ji Qingning hesitated, "What did you find?"

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp."

This is a bit complicated, Ji Qingning can only feel Rhubarb's anxious mood, but he doesn't understand what Rhubarb wants to do.

Before Ji Qingning understood, Rhubarb flapped its wings and started to fly.

Ji Qingning originally wanted to capture Rhubarb back. After all, this is Fengmo's territory, no more than the Qingyuan Mountains. If something collides with him, he will not be able to bear it at that time.

But Rhubarb resisted extremely fiercely, and it chirped desperately in one direction.

Ji Qingning sighed and said, "Don't worry, what you want to do, take your time."

Let go of the rhubarb's wings, and the rhubarb flew out with a whoosh.

Ji Qingning followed.

One person and one bird came to the edge of a thatched hut.

Rhubarb hesitated outside the thatched cottage.

Ji Qingning simply went to call the door.

—He dared not knock on the door, it seemed that the door would not stand up to his knocking.

Soon someone came to open the door.

Ji Qingning was stunned: "Holy Son...?"

Just now Shengzi was also by Qinghong's side, but because he was not a living person, his sense of existence was very weak. Later Qinghong came to his head, and Shengzi insisted on persuading him to drink, so Qinghong took him in.

Now the Son has been released again.

But... why did Rhubarb come to see the Son.

Rhubarb lingered at the door for a while, then flew around the thatched cottage, and finally it flew back to Ji Qingning's shoulder dejectedly.

Ji Qingning felt that it didn't seem to find what he wanted, so he patted its head to comfort it.

"Is something wrong?" the saint asked.

Looking at it this way, except for the slightly blank eyes, it seems that it is really no different from ordinary people.

Ji Qingning shook his head and said, "No, I just wanted to see if my uncle came back. Now that I see her, I feel relieved."

Yu Hanxiao nodded and said politely, "Thank you."

"Then I'll be leaving." Ji Qingning also said goodbye politely.

After leaving the rhubarb outside for a while, let it wander happily around for a few times, Ji Qingning put it back into the animal control bag.

After all, rhubarb has not yet turned into a human form. Although his spiritual intelligence is already very high, he can't talk to people after all, and he doesn't have the ability to protect himself. It's better to be careful in the devil world.

……

When Zhuang Qiu came back from Qinghong's place, he didn't go back directly, but went back to the Huai River for a few laps.

He always felt a little strange.

Isn't the sea a little too calm? Although there are occasional waves, it stands to reason that the running water should be rougher.

Zhuang Qiu took out the spirit boat, and the spirit boat landed on the surface of the sea. Zhuang Qiu controlled the spirit boat and slowly sailed to the deeper part of the sea.

It's getting closer here, and it seems that even the waves are gone.

Surrounded by boundless sea water, Zhuang Qiu standing at the bow of the boat felt for a moment that time seemed to stand still.

Going forward, Zhuang Qiu was stunned.

Once a boundary is crossed, the swaying boundless sea ceases to exist.

Instead, there was a huge section, which was devouring the seawater crazily, and it was precisely because of the existence of this section that the waves behind couldn't come in.

This section appeared out of thin air, as if it was directly torn apart by someone.

But ordinary space cracks will not stagnate for such a long time, and the space cracks will heal in just a moment.

Zhuang Qiu ventured to find a small boat from the spirit boat. This boat is a smaller version of the spirit boat, but its defense is not weaker than that of the spirit boat. Zhuang Qiu urged the boat to drive towards that section. What is the other end of the space rift.

There is a ray of consciousness left by Zhuang Qiu on the body of the boat, so Zhuang Qiu can see what is inside.

Passing through the long space crack, what he felt was loneliness, indifference, and the absolute possibility of surviving.