Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Gu Qinghan's expression froze, a trace of displeasure flashed between his cold brows, and he slowly frowned.

Seeing this, Wen Qiuliu, the head of the Demon Slayer Sect, stood up quickly and said, "I have no way to teach disciples, and I have offended the disciples of the Immortal Venerable. After I go back, I will definitely teach them a good lesson and give them an explanation!"

Wen Qiuliu is a female cultivator who still has a charming charm. She is only about thirty, and there are two tear moles at the end of her eyes, which add a few touches of charm to the woman's delicate and upright face.

She and the four men who were still good at hands and feet snapped: "You guys don't come here and apologize! Who taught you to chew people's tongues behind their backs!"

The four felt unwilling, but no matter how angry they were, they had no choice but to obey. They folded their tails and cupped their hands in the direction of Gong Zhengyu, reluctantly saying sorry twice.

Xie Wuji taunted with a gun and a stick: "Apologizing is useless, can I also kill someone, and then apologize to you?"

Wen Qiuliu's face was ugly, but he ignored him, and looked at Gu Qinghan slightly apologetically.

If things were left as they were in the past, and the head of the sect personally apologized, the face would still be given.

But Gu Qinghan was indifferent, he looked down and saw that the little apprentice was unscathed and still had a playful smile on his face, but the elder apprentice was obviously filled with anger, he said: "Everyone makes gold, three people become tigers, may I ask Master Wen, what do you want to give me?" Confession."

Wen Qiuliu choked.

What can she explain? Of course, these words are just polite words.

The other party's apprentice didn't even hurt a single hair, but her most beloved apprentice has become dumb and blind, and is still rolling on the ground.

But the disciples were joking around, but they didn't really do anything to this person!

She was frightened and angry, but she was facing the Xuanqing faction, the highly respected Xuanshuang Immortal Venerable, so she had no choice but to weigh it up: "After going back, I will be reduced to a handyman, and I will shut myself up and ban my words for a year so that they don't dare to talk nonsense. Is it feasible now? In troubled times, the most important thing is to solve the Yaozu's affairs."

Gu Qinghan looked at Gong Zhengyu, his tone softened: "How?"

Gong Zhengyu was taken aback for a moment, is this helping him to get ahead?

Why is Gu Qinghan so cute, I love him to death.

Gong Zhengyu nodded, put his arms around Gu Qinghan's neck in public, pressed his face against the man's neck, and kissed him quietly under his earlobe, "Thank you, Master, my disciple likes it the most. Master~"

Gu Qinghan froze all over.

The place touched by the lips seemed to be ignited, and it was like a prairie fire, burning half of his body a little hot.

The monks present were shocked again, like a dream.

This kind of action, one of them replaced by a three or four-year-old child, is a warm scene, but if two people with similar height and body are still two men, it would be a bit strange.

They all unanimously substituted themselves and their master, who was much gentler than Gu Qinghan, and felt that goose bumps were about to drop all over the floor.

Is this a little too intimate?

At this age, my son is not as tired as his father, okay?

Wen Qiuliu heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to take the four disciples who failed to succeed and failed, Xie Wuji suddenly said: "Since our hall master said not to pursue it, then my young master will naturally not pursue it. "

The Jade Blood Sect is also an existence that the Demon Slayer Sect cannot afford to mess with.

Moreover, it will be even more difficult to deal with than the Xuanqing faction.

The anger in Wen Qiuliu's heart was rising steadily, but he could only knock down his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, forced a generous face, smiled, and hurried away.

This little episode passed quickly.

Standing behind Gu Qinghan's sword, Gong Zhengyu left the outskirts of Xiaoye City, and arrived at a blessed place within a stick of incense with his sword.

Jiang Shuqian naturally also followed his master.

It was just that when he saw another eye-catching man trailing behind and landed at the gate of the Shuiyue faction with them, he was on guard and said unceremoniously: "What are you following us for!"

The man in black ruthlessly rolled his big white eyes with contempt, straddled his long legs, and stepped up to Gong Zhengyu's side, with a cold voice: "This young master follows our hall master of the Jade Blood Sect, it's none of your business."

"you!"

"Xiao Yu, return the token to him." Gu Qinghan said lightly.

Xie Wuji immediately said: "If you pay it back, you are also a member of my Jade Blood Sect!"

He then threatened: "My young lord has worked tirelessly to save no less than 1000 people in the past few days. At least half of them are your decent monks. I can't let me save them in vain."

Gu Qinghan glanced at him, with an indifferent expression, stretched out his hand to hold Gong Zhengyu's palm, and pulled him closer: "How are you doing?"

"It's nothing, as long as you don't interfere with this young master and the palace master's affairs." Xie Wuji stared at Gong Zhengyu, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, with a proud expression, "Otherwise, the more than 1000 lives will be lost." Return it to my young master."

Gu Qinghan glanced at this unruly man indifferently, retracted his gaze, opened the door with a wave of his sleeves, and led Gong Zhengyu into the Shuiyue Sect.

Xie Wuji hummed reluctantly, and Shi Shiran raised his heel to follow.

As soon as he entered the door, he was hit on the head by the rotting corpse.

From the accident to the present, no one has dared to enter the Shuiyue faction. It has been almost ten days since the monster clan first invaded. The corpses inside died at some point, and without any protective measures, they had already begun to rot and stink.

In the original cave, only the gate is still visible, but the inside has become a mass grave with flies crawling around, and there are corpses everywhere. There should be more than a thousand people from the whole faction.

Gu Qinghan frowned slightly, and went straight to the inner room - the residence of the head of the Shuiyue faction.

Headmaster Shen is better-looking than the rest of the disciples. His body has not rotted so far, and he is peacefully sitting on the square couch with his eyes closed in a meditating posture. However, there is a distinct palm print on his right chest, and there is still undifferentiated flesh on the palm print. The webs connected the second joints of the fingers together, and the black blood oozed from the flesh along the palm prints, which had already solidified.

This look is the palm print of the Yaozu.

Gong Zhengyu licked his lips, and his eyes darkened. This seemed to be far more serious than the monster invasion he thought.

Although the reputation of the demon world and the demon world was not very good in the eyes of these so-called righteous people, since the marriage between the master of ghosts and immortals who was temporarily in charge of the god world 700 years ago, most of the people in the demon world and the demon world have stopped. Let's make trouble, not to mention that Luoyang, the current demon emperor of the Yaozu, is dying of salty fish. Under his management, most of the Yaozu don't even bother to go out, so they killed an entire sect on such a large scale Nearly thousands of people, it was the first time in 700 years.

Even Xuanji, who has always been regarded highly by the Phoenix clan, has come.

Could it be the demon clan's civil unrest?

What if Gu Qinghan puts this cauldron on my head and won't get along with me?

Should I change my face first to prevent the big demon from recognizing it?

Gong Zhengyu's thoughts drifted away, Gu Qinghan frowned slightly, and his amber pupils shrank a bit: "Sparse."

"Yes, Master."

Without Gu Qinghan's blunt words, Jiang Shuqian took out a soul-attracting lamp from his Qiankun bag, clasped his fists at the fallen master Shen, and then put the light golden soul-attracting lamp in front of the master Shen, using his spirit Light up the wick.

Then, six more lamps were taken out one after another, and they were placed next to Sect Leader Shen one by one.

If it's not past the first seven, it should be able to recall a little bit of remnant soul fragments.

What the cultivation world believes in is that after death, the soul flies away, and monks and immortals go against the sky, and the soul should not enter the nether world.

At least, no remnant soul has ever said that he had a good life in the nether world, or that he asked his descendants to find his reincarnation.

Jiang Shuqian placed the soul-attracting lamp and then stepped aside, Gong Zhengyu looked around calmly, and was about to follow him to stand aside, Gu Qinghan nodded at the master Shen, and used the free With one hand in his right hand, he made a tactic, tapped with two fingers, and once again used a beam of light blue spiritual power to light up the soul-inducing lamp even brighter.

His chest trembled slightly, and he seemed to be saying some incantations in his throat, but the words were so soft that people couldn't tell them apart.

The seven soul-inducing lamps received guidance, and the spiritual power on the wicks gradually drifted upwards like green smoke, and finally gathered together into a ball on the head of Master Shen, opening a lotus flower with light blue spiritual power.

After a while, white stars rose up from the ground, and it took an unknown amount of time before they condensed into a remnant soul in midair.

"Sect Master Shen, it's very offensive to attract souls here." Gu Qinghan lowered his eyebrows, raised his head again and asked softly, "Why did the Yaozu slaughter the Shuiyue faction?"

"Ah, it's the Immortal Venerable." The remnant soul is obviously not easy to communicate with, looking at his own corpse in a daze, but in the eyes of the old man who should have been weather-beaten, there is the immaturity of a newborn child.

Gu Qinghan waited patiently.

Remnant Soul suddenly said an insignificant sentence: "Where is Qiyan? Why isn't she by my side to serve me?"

"The monster clan invaded, the Shuiyue faction is dead, and she is now in the Xuanqing faction."

"Oh, that's good, then I can rest assured." Remnant Soul said hesitantly.

"Master Shen, why did the Shuiyue faction suffer?" Gu Qinghan asked again.

The remnant soul hesitated for a while, and a trace of fear gradually appeared on the innocent face. After a long time, he said vicissitudes: "For the sake of Shuiyue Zun, that is the key to unlock the seal."

Gong Zhengyu was surprised: "What seal? Treasure?"

"Fiendish things, specifically, my master doesn't know." Remnant Soul shook his head, and the innocence of a child appeared on his face again.

Gu Qinghan frowned and said: "What does the head of the demon patriarch who killed you look like?"

Remnant Soul thought for a while, pointed to the palm print on Master Shen's body and said, "The white-haired shark."

"Is he the one who took Shuiyue Zun?"

"...Yes." The shadow of the remnant soul is getting weaker and weaker, and the wick of the soul-inducing lamp is almost burned to the bottom.

He seemed to know that he was about to disappear, his faintly smiling face suddenly became tense, and when he regained consciousness, his pupils contracted nervously, and he said at a fast speed: "The white-haired merman slaughtered my entire group! It's a phoenix general!" I brought it back to the house! The demon tribe is fighting among themselves! Immortal Venerable, Qiyan will trouble you to take a picture for me..."

The soul-inducing lamp suddenly went out.