Become the contract spirit of the villain

On the top of the mountain, a man in a sky-blue robe stood with his hands behind his back. The breeze brushed over the light-colored streamer on his head, and swept across his warm eyebrows.

He casually raised his hand, and a gust of breeze passed between his fingers, with gentleness and nostalgia.

Jun Mingyue smiled softly, and the slightly raised corners of his lips seemed to make him come alive.

When he wasn't smiling, he just stood like that, like a fairy who never entered the mortal world from the sky, and people could only watch from a distance.But when he laughed, that jade-like face seemed to be tainted with anger, giving him the feeling of being a gentleman for no reason, and he immediately liked it when he saw it.

People can't help but sigh, "a modest gentleman, gentle as jade", these words fit him so well.

As a disciple of Tianyi Immortal Sect, Jun Mingyue was a wood-type Tianlinggen when he started, and the peak master of Luoxia Peak fell in love with his extremely high talent, and he bluntly said that he would accept him as his personal disciple.It stands to reason that Luoxia Peak is a branch of the sect that specializes in planting spiritual plants. It is the most suitable place for Jun Mingyue to be with plants and trees all day long. The contradictory Lingque Peak.

Lingque Peak is a school that focuses on magic arts, and its disciples have a lot of practice. Jun Mingyue chose to go there. Everyone thought that he was too young and tried to persuade him, but under his insistence, others People gradually stopped persuading him, and he became a disciple of Lingque Peak.

Only the peak master of Luoxia Peak often went to him and insisted on letting him worship him as his teacher.

As the years passed, Tianyi Immortal Sect ushered in a few more batches of disciples, and the peak master took a fancy to other seedlings, and Jun Mingyue was forgotten by him.

Who would have imagined that when everyone's impression of Jun Mingyue was "good-natured and slightly weak", he would become the person with the highest skill attainment in Lingque Peak!

Moreover, he also won the first place in the Tianyi Immortal Sect's hundred-year-old sect competition!

Under everyone's dazed eyes, Jun Mingyue entered the secret realm that can only be entered by the top [-] in the competition.

But here, his stable life was disrupted.

The formation that accidentally touched the secret realm unexpectedly landed at the place where the demon cultivators of the Nightmare Sect gathered, and heard their plot. This luck...

Jun Mingyue stared at the dozen or so people in a daze, then ran away.

He can beat any of these people at random, but he may not be able to beat all of them together, as well as the strange secret realm that is full of formations.

This is the tenth day he has been chased.

Jun Mingyue didn't intend to run away.

He mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body to restore some strength for himself.

If it weren't for him being a wood spirit root with a strong healing ability, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to last for so many days.

There was a piercing sound from the quiet mountain top, and several demon cultivators landed not far from Jun Mingyue.

"Jun Mingyue, it's not bad that a disciple like you can appear in Tianyi Immortal Sect!" The woman in red at the front lightly twisted the gold bracelet on her wrist, her tone was slow and charming, "I appreciate you very much, if you If you are willing to join us, I can spare you from dying."

Someone behind the woman shouted loudly: "Lord Fang, he killed our twelve brothers, how can we forget it?"

With a flash of the woman's hand, a long whip appeared, before anyone could see clearly, the person who refuted fell to his knees directly, and a bloodstain fell on the ground and then seeped into the ground.

Jun Mingyue didn't seem to be aware of their struggle. He looked at the woman seriously with eyes that were a little shallower than ordinary people, and he said, "I'm sorry, but I don't agree with your noble philosophy, so I'm sorry."

He only heard one sentence when he came out of the formation, but that sentence was the core of their conspiracy.

"...Kill all the disciples who enter the secret realm." When the woman in red said this, she just met Jun Mingyue who appeared.

After that is the endless pursuit.

The woman in red looked at the person who seemed to be in a paradise with her sparkling eyes, and secretly sighed in her heart.

If such a person can grow up, it must be another legend in the cultivation world.

But - such a person is also the target of their Nightmare Sect!

The woman in red waved her long whip: "Kill!"

Jun Mingyue smiled, he knew that he couldn't go back today, and he used the wood-type magic that he had never used before.

The grass and trees on the mountain were blown by the spiritual power, and they stopped for a moment against the blowing of the wind, and then, endless trees rose from the ground——

After one night, the mountain returned to its original state.

The water droplets on the green grass glistened in the sun, and the passing rabbit gnawed on a piece of green grass and moved its mouth, its red eyes looked around vigilantly.

The once chilling killing was re-covered by the formation of the secret realm after the end, as if nothing had happened.

The clouds in the sky also seem to slow down unconsciously.

……

Jun Mingyue suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, and he woke up from his sleep.

The sudden memory of the past made him a little dazed, and the darkness in front of him made him think a lot.

People from the sect should have received the message I sent, I hope the nightmare sect's plot will not succeed.

Those who can enter the secret realm are outstanding disciples selected by various sects. Doing this is tantamount to declaring war on the entire cultivation world. How dare a mere Demon Sect be so arrogant, there must be someone else behind them!

It's a pity that I don't have enough ability to know more secrets from those people, let alone solve them all, so I can only choose the method of dying together.

The more Jun Ming thought about the past, his thoughts gradually drifted away, until a large movement brought him back to his senses.

The person who had lifted himself up suddenly stood up again.

He thought it was because the man had hugged him enough and wanted to put him back, but who knew that the man actually carried him for many steps.

With the sound of closing the door, Jun Mingyue found himself taken away from the original room.

This surprised him.

He was carried out of the room by this person only once before, and that time he changed to a more comfortable bed.

What is he going to do with himself this time?

But the person holding him obviously couldn't hear his inner voice, and remained silent without words.

He seemed to be walking slowly, letting the white cat in his arms lie on its stomach safely, but in fact he was taking big steps, and soon came to the living room.

There were already two people standing there.

One of them stood close and saw Qin Shujue raised his hand and said hello: "Hi, Brother Qin!"

The cheerful tone and shining eyes are enough to tell his expectation.

Qin Shujue didn't give him half a glance, but only looked at another unremarkable old man. His gray hair and plain clothes made him look no different from ordinary old people.

But if you look closely, his eyes are bright, not cloudy like an old man's, and his hands are as white as a young man's, which looks very weird.

The old man was sitting on the sofa, playing poker on the table alone, and a few thin pieces of paper changed into various shapes under his hands.

After placing the last card, the old man blew lightly on the side that was set up, and all the cards collapsed.

He clapped his hands and smiled like a child: "It's fun!"

It was the first time that someone could shout loudly in Qin Shujue's house, even if the owner was here, he would ignore it.

But he has the capital to do so.

Qin Shujue walked up to him, squatted down, and placed the white cat in his arms that had never opened its eyes beside the old man.

He restrained his momentum and prayed for a hope: "Please help me heal him."