Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

Huanqi Palace.

A long convoy came up the mountain, and the dull sound of horseshoes came from far to near.

A few disciples of Huanxi Palace who were scattered around the main square raised their heads and saw the convoy parked by the side of the road, and people came down one after another.

"The head and the uncles are all back, that's great, it seems that Guiyuan's side has been resolved smoothly."

Disciple Yi Sasao was talking, when he suddenly saw the gloomy face of Yu Sheng who was walking in front, he fell silent for a moment, thinking what's wrong?

After Yu Sheng and a group of disciples left, the Sansao disciple walked over, grabbed a disciple who was packing up the carriage and asked, "Hey, Minglan, is this trip going well?"

Minglan looked up at him, her expression was not very good: "It's not bad, each family has lost a lot of experts, but Guiyuan's side is completely leveled."

"draw?"

"Well, the seal of Yuankou has been released, and the black air underneath has been cleared away. Many people went down to look at it, and said it was all right. I heard that it was thanks to our Huanxi Palace. My little apprentice, took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the Yincao Difu, and invited Lord Yan to come out..."

"The one named Meng Xiangyang?"

"Correct."

Disciple Sansao was a little surprised: "Then Lord Hades...does it really exist?"

Ming Lan shook her head: "I didn't see it, I heard what they said, but the battle was so big that day, the golden light that fell from the sky almost blinded me, and it was not ordinary at first glance."

The Sansao disciple was delighted: "Then this time, our Huanqi Palace can make a face in front of everyone."

Ming Lan didn't speak, his face was still not very bright, he dragged the san-sweeping disciple behind the carriage, looked around twice, and then whispered: "Don't be ridiculous, something happened in our sect, you know Did you find anything?"

"what?"

"A magic sword!" Ming Lan paused, and then lowered his voice: "It is said that the sword is the sword of the Demon Lord, and at that time, I don't know what happened. There, the sword was in his hand."

"Ah... is there some misunderstanding..."

"What's the misunderstanding? The heads of the three families are all there. The Qin Sect Master arrested him, saying that the disciple had something to do with the demon clan and insisted on taking him away. Our heads disagreed, so we broke up for a while. They were unwilling to give in, and in the end they were taken away by Wuchang Temple, saying that after the interrogation, it would be natural to find out whether the disciple was innocent."

"So, is the interrogation over?"

"The trial is over." Ming Lan paused for a moment, then glanced at him: "Three days later, Yun Yanzong will preside over the execution ceremony."

"What?! You mean..."

"The abbot of Wuchang Temple was leading the monks at the time. He didn't know what kind of Buddhist method was used. After a little excitement, the disciple's magic power was found out. Although it was not very high, it was confirmed that he entered our Huan Habitat has another purpose."

Disciple Sansao carefully looked around, and whispered, "What did the master say?"

Minglan shook her head.

"That disciple can hold a magic sword, and possesses magic skills, even if the headmaster likes him, the headmaster won't be able to keep him. That disciple, Sect Master Wen of the Yunyan Sect, came forward to take over the matter, saying that he would take it back for retrial. Trial, if nothing comes out of the trial..."

Disciple Sansao looked at him cautiously.

"Then treat it as a secret work of the demon clan who has sneaked into the realm of cultivation, and execute it directly."

In front of the teahouse, the storyteller held up a folding fan, spread it out to all the tea drinkers, and slapped it.

"It's rumored that the devil is practicing the extremely evil way of killing, and the devil sword Raksha in his hand has entangled many innocent souls! When the devil walked to Qianxiang City, he suddenly felt a sense of loosening the realm. So, he killed all the people in Qianxiang City overnight—"

"The Dao of killing is full, the gate of heaven is opened suddenly, he ascended to immortality with his blood, leaving behind the sins of this place!"

A tea guest said: "Boss! Why is your version different from what I heard elsewhere? You won't forget it, right? Make up something temporarily to fool us..."

The storyteller smashed the folding fan into the palm of his hand: "Look at what you said, this is the latest version, the only one in the whole street! Didn't everyone hear about Guiyuan two days ago? Hey, everyone knows, that ghost What did you find in the abyss?"

Tea drinkers, talk to me.

"What did you find?"

"I heard it's a magic sword, or a demon king's sword!"

"You are a real layman. Anyone who has lived for more than a thousand years in the cultivation world knows that it is the inherited sword of the demon clan. The last demon master carried that sword when he was alive."

"Hey, you're a 40-something old man, you look as if you've seen him before."

"So, the demon leader who killed a whole city in the legend is the Demon Lord? No, didn't the previous generation Demon Lord die at the end of his life? I haven't heard that he made any big waves a thousand years ago?"

"Stupid! He also has a son! Although he has never been seen before, that kid is definitely not a good bird!"

Storyteller: "Ahem... everyone, I have another version here, do you want to listen to it?"

The hall became quiet for a while, and the tea guests were all interested in listening to him continue his storytelling.

"Let's say that the young master of the demon clan went out for a tour, and met a beautiful woman—"

A tea guest whistled and said with a smile, "Isn't this going too far?"

Other tea guests: "It's not too much, I heard that there are two wordless steles found under the abyss. Think about it, who would erect a stele in such a ghostly place? There must be something tricky!"

"But how can anyone go down and erect a monument at the risk of black air? This rumor is false..."

The storyteller ignored them and continued to preach: "The young master Mozun didn't understand love, and when he saw that beautiful woman, he stared straight at him. He was so fascinated that he refused to practice all day long. He suddenly realized that he had been deluded, and that beauty was sent by the heavens to prevent him from crossing the catastrophe!"

"So he was furious, and wanted to fight the heavens to the death. He stepped on the blood of a city and tried to soar, but was knocked down by the immortal guarding the gate of heaven, and that immortal was the one he had known. A beautiful beauty!"

"Woo--" the tea guests laughed.

"It's too vulgar!"

"I've heard eight if not ten such stories!"

"I've listened to twenty of them!"

"What kind of beautiful woman, why doesn't God send me one?"

"Fabrication, fabrication..." The storyteller added with a smile, "Isn't there really two stone tablets next to each other at the bottom of the abyss, and I just thought of a poignant love story..."

"Hahahaha boss, you should make up your ghost stories!"

Huanqi Palace, in the Palace of Discussion.

The bamboo slips hit the ground, the cotton thread they were connected to broke, and the bamboo strips bounced apart, and the sharp end passed across Yu Sheng's side face, leaving a bright red mark.

The blood slowly trickled down from the scar and onto his mouth, where he licked it lightly.

Orangutan.

The sharp insults overhead continued.

"Again and again, it's all about you every time! The reputation of our Huanxi Palace has been ruined by you!"

"Now the entire comprehension world says that our Huanxi Palace is not clear about the demons and evildoers, how will you let Huanqi Palace gain a foothold in the future?!"

"Great Elder...this matter is not something that Sheng'er can control, and we...haven't even thought of it, right..."

"Yeah, this has nothing to do with Sheng'er. It's all about the demons. They are too despicable and shameless. They want to sneak into our clan again and again. Other families must have this kind of thing, but they seem to hide it. gone."

The Second Elder and the Third Elder stood beside the First Elder to dissuade them, while Yu Sheng stood under the stage without saying a word.

The First Elder looked at him coldly, and stopped the Second Elder and Third Elder who were dissuading him: "The Qin family now asks us to give an explanation to the cultivation world."

Third Elder: "Hey, the matter hasn't been investigated clearly yet, what can we explain?"

The Great Elder breathed a sigh of relief, as if he suppressed his anger: "So--I think you will not sit in the head of the sect for the time being."

Both the second elder and the third elder were shocked.

Second Elder: "Great Elder! What are you talking about, Huanqi Palace has just stabilized..."

The third elder was also a little anxious: "In order to give an explanation, our Huanxi Palace has given away all the heads? Then who can sit in the head? Let Chao Xing? Or let Huai'er? This is against the head brother A legacy!"

There was a hint of impatience in the eyes of the great elder: "I'll sit here, can't it be okay?"

"Varied……"

"Okay." Yu Sheng raised his head suddenly and agreed almost readily.

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This story is purely fictitious, please do not take it seriously