Master's Dao System Daily

Like it?Ji Suifeng also asked himself in his mind.

He probably likes it, but human feelings are perfunctory and short-lived. He has a deep understanding that whether it is family, friendship, or love, they will be abandoned without warning one day.

There is an animism in everything, and when he realized that he was not happy just now, the furry on his body that was lying comfortably in a ball suddenly let out a "squeak", and then obediently rubbed his head against his palm.

Ji Suifeng reached out and touched his head as he wished, to comfort the little guy, then shook his head: "I don't like it, I have a hard heart, and I don't like anyone or anything."

Although his words are very cold, his tone is gentle and amiable. Although the little guy in his hand is aura, he doesn't understand human language. He just listened to this tone and thought he liked him. He jumped happily on Ji Suifeng's body After jumping up and down, I lay down confidently and boldly to sleep soundly.

It's just that it doesn't know, the owner it thought was just preparing to throw it away with the most gentle tone.

Ji Suifeng made a pun, not only rejecting raising a spiritual pet, but also rejecting Gu Yunkong's previously unclear intention.

Originally thought that Gu Yunkong would reason with himself as before, but he bowed his head and chuckled after being silent, and then sat beside Ji Suifeng freely.

"I know," Gu Yunkong said suddenly: "Actually, Master has long wanted to get rid of me and Ming Yang."

Ji Suifeng didn't refute, he really thought so at first.

"You retreat year after year, you don't care about the affairs of the mountain gate, you don't care about our cultivation, you don't care about the slander of the sect, and the misunderstanding of the disciples."

"Because you have closed yourself up from the very beginning, you are not interested in all the affairs and people in this world, as if living is just living, and when you wake up from the closed door and find that there is nothing wrong, you are ready to leave us and end your own life .”

"Am I right? Master."

Ji Suifeng's camouflaged gentleness receded a little bit, gradually no longer covered by this false appearance, and he nodded coldly in response: "Yes."

After a while, Ji Suifeng heard the response.

Gu Yunkong's voice was still gentle, as if what Ji Suifeng said just now was not to throw them away, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy, whether you leave us or leave here, as long as you are happy. "

Ji Suifeng was stunned when he heard the words, and he didn't expect him to answer like this. Originally, he wanted to drive people away so that he could feel more at ease, but Gu Yunkong felt more pressure when he said that.

But happy...Ji Suifeng raised his head. Some disciple in front of him dragged him to the lair of a nest of spirit beasts. He flapped his small wings and flew around in the air. Some of them couldn't fly and fell to the ground. The disciples had to remind them one by one. Don't step on the little ones???

Ji Mingyang has a solid heart, and he doesn't care that flying beasts thousands of times more beautiful than his are running past everywhere, he just stares at the first one, and finally one is tired of chasing and the other is also tired of flying, stop When he got down and was grabbed, he gasped and smiled foolishly.

Xi Hong managed to subdue the little Thunder Beast, but one person and one beast didn't have a tacit understanding, and the little Thunder Beast accidentally chopped off his hair when he acted coquettishly, and his Taoist uniform was messy. It is also pitch black, which is very different from the past and makes people laugh.

Even Lu Xueyao, who always loves to play against her, fought and played with her disciples in the valley, and was teased by the spirit beasts so that her hair spread out, flying with the wind while running, youthful and cute, very moving.

The other disciples were also laughing or making noises, and had no grudges against him. Even though he was a foreigner that everyone despised in the mountain gate, it seemed that this group of disciples who didn't understand anything had never maliciously speculated about their own identity. identity.

Even if he is really a member of the Demon Race, or even the son of the Demon Lord that everyone talks about.

Actually... I'm still happy...

Ji Suifeng is not sure, but he doesn't hate it.

"Actually, Master??? Huan? Like to stay with everyone, and also like to get along with me and Ming Yang?" Gu Yunkong asked carefully.

Ji Suifeng didn't answer, so what if he likes it?No relationship lasts forever, parents will leave, lovers will betray, friends will gradually stay away...

All of this is like an illusion, they are just defenseless against themselves, and when their identity as a demon is revealed, all these people and things will change.

Just like before, when the truth is known, all will go away.

Rather than being so painful that I can't part with it, it's better to stay away as soon as possible...

Ji Suifeng opened his mouth and was about to refute, when suddenly Lu Xueyao screamed in front of him, turned his head and ran towards him, then Ji Mingyang, Xi Hong, and other disciples who were playing around suddenly put down the spirit beasts in their hands , all ran over.

Hey, what's wrong?Before Ji Suifeng recovered his senses, Lu Xueyao's anxious voice sounded next to his ears, "What's wrong, Senior Brother Gu? Just now I felt that your face was not right, did the wound hurt again?"

Gu Yunkong was injured?Ji Suifeng was in a daze, why didn't he know when it happened?

That's right, I was caught by the demons before, and I didn't see Gu Yunkong until later. I really don't know what happened during the period, and I never asked...

"Is senior brother an old wounded criminal?" Ji Mingyang also looked anxious, and even left his beloved little flying pig where he was, and asked suddenly: "I said senior brother don't come, let's have a good rest." , you just don’t listen, now that you’ve recovered, you’ll have to go back and have a hard time, I’ve already said that I’ll catch the spirit beast for you, but you still don’t believe me!”

Old... hurt?Ji Suifeng opened his mouth and couldn't say anything. Even Ji Mingyang, who has always been as big as a fight, knew that Gu Yunkong's old injuries would flare up, but he, the master, didn't know anything, so he enjoyed all these things for granted. Years of ease.

For many years, it seems that many, many years have really passed by myself. It has been so long that it is like drinking Mengpo soup. The pain in the past is almost forgotten. It can only be remembered under the influence of the witch bone flower...

It turns out that for so many years, I have escaped everything alone in retreat, whether it is the suffocating memories of the past, or the prejudice and discrimination faced in this world, it is not because the time is really long, but because someone gave me the same time.

And this person, until he was ruthlessly rejected by the white-eyed wolf just now, he has never criticized harshly, he just said that he is happy...

Ji Suifeng suddenly understood why Gu Yunkong had to treat Qing Junfeng disciples so harshly, why they were strictly forbidden to fight privately with other peak sects, and why Ji Mingyang was punished so harshly for just looking for someone to challenge him. , why he always "turns his elbows outward", why he stubbornly agreed to the elders to select these disciples who had never slandered Qing Junfeng to participate in the trial...

He was probably thinking that he and Ji Mingyang couldn't make himself live happily, so he chose more pure and kind people to try, in case he could be happy because of this?

"This is... Why did Senior Brother Gu's eyes turn red? Could it be the Heavenly Demon Seal? How could Senior Brother Gu have the Heavenly Demon Seal?"

"This is impossible?! Could it be..."

"The person who injured Senior Brother Gu was the former Mozun?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, the former Demon Lord is dead! That man is a heavenly demon, pretending to be among the demon clan...how did it become like this?"

Ji Suifeng's ears were buzzing, his thoughts were too chaotic, he couldn't figure out the whole story, but he saw that there were only Dao Xuanmen disciples playing in the Spirit Beast Valley, suddenly there were many people.

Taoist uniforms in orange, light yellow, sapphire blue and other colors surrounded the Spirit Beast Valley in rows. The spirit beasts who were fighting with the disciples were also frightened by the scene and ran around, hiding in Ji Suifeng's arms. The little spirit beast also jumped off the rock and fled elsewhere, and there were only countless people left.

"I just said why the Demon-devouring Beast in the valley is inexplicably violent. It turns out that someone disturbed it by entering the body!"

"Master Ji Feng, my Wanling Valley has always been on good terms with your Daoxuan sect, and this time I sincerely want to provide a place for the juniors to practice. Come out, tomorrow's trial will continue as usual."

After this person finished speaking, hundreds of pairs of eyes turned to Ji Suifeng, some from Wanling Valley, and some from Daoxuanmen.

Ji Suifeng raised his head, and the first thing that caught his eyes were the gazes of more than a dozen Daoxuan disciples.

No matter how much they look forward to this trial, and no matter how much each of them likes this Valley of All Souls, what Ji Suifeng can see in their eyes at this moment is to hope that Gu Yunkong will not be taken away. Hand it over.

Seeing this, Ji Suifeng smiled lightly, and slowly stood up from the rock he was sitting on. Before he could speak, the fairy sword in his consciousness stood upright in front of his master with a shining aura.

His celestial sword is named "Zhentian", and it was given by Ji Suifeng's master who was the head of the Taoist sect. I hope he can achieve great success and shake the world.

This sword was born on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and it was nourished by the aura of heaven and earth. It hits with evil spirits, but the aura is compelling. No one has ever been able to control it before. Only its "former" owner Ji Suifeng caught his eye and injected his own spiritual blood Successful driving suit.

This sword is obsessed with war and has become a demon, but it will gain something when it comes out of the body, and it has never been opened in Ji Suifeng's hands.

At this moment, he was standing in the middle of the valley, terrified by the sky, although the standing position was a little lower than the people behind him, but his eyes showed nothing, and he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all.

"Hand it over?" I don't know if the hypocrisy of the outer shell has faded from the previous conversation with Gu Yunkong. At this time, the corners of the lips parted slightly, and the voice was as cold as the thousand-year-old ice on the top of Kunlun Mountain. "What do you want to give to you?"

He sacrificed his natal sword, but he still asked what he was going to do. Those who are more knowledgeable and interesting know that there is no need to talk nonsense.

Seeing that everyone was silent, one of them, a female elder in a royal blue robe, couldn't help but replied: "He was backlashed by the seal of the Heavenly Demon, and if he is not handed over to us to be placed in the Demon Devouring Prison, do we have to wait for the Demon Race to raise another Heavenly Demon?" ?!"

Ji Suifeng sneered when he heard the words, and with a thought, the fairy sword in front of him sensed the owner's intentions, and immediately came out with a buzzing sound, the scabbard turned into a storage bag, and the hilt appeared in the owner's palm in the blink of an eye.

Zhentian is worthy of being the fairy sword that the original body valued. The brilliance of the sword body does not have any complicated patterns. This sword is mysterious.

The body of the sword was shimmering, dull and self-illuminating, and the blade pointed obliquely at the ground, unexpectedly forming a burst of sword energy that spread to the surroundings for no reason.

"boom!"

The rocks fell from the mountain, and the ground was slightly turbulent. The disciples of the Wanling Valley who occupied the high ground were shaking, and some low-ranking disciples even became dizzy on the spot. If they were not supported by someone, they might fall down on the spot.

"This...how is it possible." The elders on the upper peak of Spirit Beast Valley turned pale with shock, they looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in the eyes of their fellow disciples.

"What kind of sword is he? How can the sword energy have the power of the spirit silence period? Could it be that it has formed a sword spirit?"

"I haven't heard of the famous fairy sword, and Ji Suifeng is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, how can he refine the sword spirit? This is something only practitioners in the out-of-body stage can do!"

Everyone whispered to each other, and then looked at the woman in the red shirt in the middle of the field, looking for clarification.

Crimson, the color of the clothes of the highest level in the Valley of All Souls, it turns out that the owner of the Valley of All Souls has come in person.

The woman in red clothes swept the dust with her whisk, and the disciples who were affected by Ji Suifeng's sword energy immediately felt like a breeze blowing on their faces, and the disturbed minds calmed down.

The master of Wanling Valley returned to his place with a whisk, squinted his eyes, and opened his mouth lightly: "Master Ji Feng is indeed worthy of being a genius sword fairy in the cultivation world. In just a short breath, he broke through the realm and improved his cultivation without making a sound."

Everyone in the audience was shocked, the Nascent Soul broke through to the out of body, from the stage of transforming gods to the stage of returning to the real world, and it was only one step away from the catastrophe and ascension.