Master always thinks that disciples are useless

Gong Zhengyu held the pastry in his mouth, and said in a vague voice: "Demon Venerable? What Demon Venerable? Master Shen is delusional, don't you think I have the appearance of a Demon Venerable? I'm just a master who can only eat and wait to die. It's just a waste of respect for charity."

Lies come out as soon as they open their mouths, and they are serious, without blushing or heartbeat.

It was the first time I saw the heads of the sects who said that they were trash and said so confidently: "..."

Yin Taizheng and Zuo Pinglan looked away as if nothing had happened, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they tried hard to hold back their smiles.

"You are a demon! I saw it with my own eyes!" Shen Feibai was startled and angry, his whole body trembling with anger.

If it wasn't for these two people, he would still be the unattainable owner of Penglai Island!How can I become a prisoner!

Ignoring the disheveled face, he pointed angrily at the man in red, "You are not only a demon, but you are also ambiguous with Gu Qinghan, hahahahaha, you don't know, the Xuanshuang Immortal Venerable who was sitting on the top just now, He looks good, but he’s actually a lover—”

The voice stopped abruptly, Gong Zhengyu jumped down with a sullen face, and grabbed Shen Feibai's throat.

Most of his cultivation base was sealed by the spirit lock ring and the black iron chain. The realm of the cave void stage was like a decoration, and he was easily pinched. .

"Give you three points of color and you have opened a dyeing workshop, so you also deserve to be labeled as a sanctimonious person?"

Gong Zhengyu put away his smile, a smugness and hostility flashed across his face, he was not angry and majestic, staring at him condescendingly, his fingers tightened suddenly.

You can scold him, but you can't scold Gu Qinghan.

I think you don't want to live anymore.

"Well--"

Shen Fei's face turned purple from holding back, his hands and feet convulsed, all the masters present were confused by this sudden incident, subconsciously trying to persuade him to make peace was retreated by Gong Zhengyu's stern gaze, he was startled for no reason A layer of cold sweat was frightened by the sharp eyes.

When the middle-aged man started to slap the ground in embarrassment, his face turned purple with blood, Gong Zhengyu let go and threw him to the ground.

Not self-sufficient.

laugh.

Gong Zhengyu glanced at him, brushed off his clothes, walked back to Qinghan's side, folded his hands on his chest, and leaned on the back of the chair condescendingly, as if looking at an ant.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Shen Feibai was panting heavily, his usual arrogance was nowhere in sight, his temples of white hair mixed with gray hair, it was very pitiful.

Only then did everyone focus on Shen Feibai again.

Back then, everyone knew that Shen Feibai was a poor boy, somehow he won the favor of Murong Xiaxuan, and he joined Shaogu Pai Fei to rise to the top. Murong Bai was not only his father, but also his half master, half Bole.

Once the father-killing and usurping the throne is established, Zhuhuntai will be his final destination.

Someone said: "It's not that I don't believe the words of the immortal, but it's just that the head of Murong passed away more than 60 years ago. Could there be some misunderstandings?"

"If someone with a heart deliberately fabricated it, it would really make people feel cold in June."

"There is also the devilish energy soaring into the sky, what's going on?"

Everyone, you are talking with me.

Gu Qinghan waved his hand, the power in his palm fluctuated, turning into a stream of air that went straight to Shen Feibai's abdomen.

Ding--

The two spirit-devouring nails that were deeply nailed into the dantian were sucked out abruptly, stained with hot blood, and flung to the ground. The silver-gold surface was even full of black air that was relentlessly biting back.

Shen Feibai is a wood-earth-fire three-color miscellaneous spiritual root, and he is not very accomplished in sword cultivation, so he followed Murong Bai's guidance when he was young, and majored in weapon refining.

If the spirit weapon refined by the craftsman has added his own heart and soul into it, the refined spirit weapon cannot be harmed by others, but if there is a huge difference in strength, it will form a backlash. Teachers consume and corrode each other, emitting traces of black air.

The devouring nail that has been pulled out has been in the man's dantian for several days. The nail heads have worn out a lot.

Murong Xiaxuan watched helplessly, then fell back on the chair weakly, the last sliver of fluke illusion was completely shattered, her eyes were red, her slender index finger firmly clasped the armrest of the chair, almost pinching her nails in.

The thought of sharing the same bed with the murderer of her father and enemy for more than seventy years made her sick from the bottom of her heart!

"What is this! How did Master Shen's spiritual weapon be nailed into his own body!"

"Backlash? I seem to have seen the shape of this thing somewhere."

"Wait, this... has the spiritual power of the island master of Penglai!"

"Sect Master Murong's cultivation has been falling again and again due to the relapse of his old illness, could it be that..."

Everyone present looked weird, and even the person who had just helped Shen Fei speak frowned.

There is no other person's aura on this nail, and if there is black air coming out, it can only be the backlash of the spirit weapon, and Shen Feibai was once considered a quite famous master of weapon refining.

"This is Du Ling." Zuo Pinglan said in a deep voice.

The Canglong Sect is the largest weapon refining sect today, and they have countless collections of ancient books, so what he said is naturally credible.

"Warring?!"

The masters couldn't sit still, they didn't know this thing, they didn't see the appearance of Duan Ling, but they vaguely heard the name of Duan Ling, and now they were reminded, and the head who saw the appearance of Duan Ling manuscript paper turned pale with fright.

"This turned out to be Du Ling!"

"I remembered! I said how could this thing look so familiar! It turned out to be Du Ling, one of the three evil weapons!"

"Damn it! If this Shen Feibai is really refining evil energy privately, even [-] deaths are not enough!"

"Heavenly Crack has only been around for 30 to [-] years! Could it be that he was punished by the heavens for refining evil spirits!"

Gong Zhengyu hadn't heard of Duan Ling's name, so he looked at Gu Qinghan suspiciously, who shook his head slightly.

The Xuanqing sect is not a sect that mainly cultivates weapons, and he doesn't know anything about refining weapons. The door is average, I only heard the word transition spirit, and I don't know the murderous intent hidden in it.

"That's right." Zuo Pinglan said seriously, "The shape of this nail should be made according to the shape of Du Ling. Du Ling can absorb the cultivation base and lifespan of the nailed person to feed back to the refiner. After many years, others will also notice it. It doesn't make any difference, and after death, it can lock the soul and let it control it, but the refining method of crossing the spirit has been lost for many years, these two should not have achieved the effect of the real crossing the spirit."

"That's true." Murong Xiaxuan's tears finally welled up in her eyes, her voice was hoarse, and she cried, "You all don't know, half a month ago, my father died and fell into a demon, and this is how I learned the truth about 60 years ago. The beast not only used the spirit-devouring nail to rob his father's cultivation, but also sealed his cultivation and meridians with a spirit-locking ring. He beat, scolded and insulted him as much as he wanted. The heart pool is for him to practice..."

"what!"

"There is such a thing!"

"Evil weapons, spirit lock rings, black iron chains, these are simply inferior to pigs and dogs!"

"..."

The yelling and scolding came one after another, to Shen Feibai's ears it was even more uncomfortable than beating and scolding him.

But compared to death, he was still more eager to save his life. He completely lost face, kept curling up and begging for mercy, crawling and begging Murong Xiaxuan, begging Gu Qinghan by the hem of his clothes, as humble as a dog, But the abuse from all around still didn't stop.

Instead, he became more and more contemptuous.

The strings in his mind called reason and survival snapped, and those white eyes and condescension seemed to be the last straw that crushed the yak. ​​His eyes were red, and he stood up slowly.

"So what! Shaogu has flourished in my hands, Murong Xiaxuan and Shen Gong, I have never treated them badly! You usually beg for Penglai, but now the wall is overthrown by everyone, what position do you stand to criticize me?" It's not right!"

"you!"

The accused Sang's head choked.

"What a born bad breed!"

"Sending him to the Soul Execution Platform will be cheap for him!"

"I'm the owner of Penglai Island! I'm the head of the Shaogu sect!" He suddenly laughed out loud, taking advantage of Murong Xiaxuan's inattention, burned the vitality in his dantian, and violently tore off the spirit ring on his collarbone .

Dark red blood splashed all over his face, the man smiled maniacally, was so stimulated that he lost his mind, and his spiritual power was reversed, Gu Qinghan suddenly stood up, opened his hands to protect Gong Zhengyu behind him, "He is going to explode himself!"

"You don't have the right to execute me, I'll take you as my back!" Shen Feibai twisted his face, "Ma'am, Huangquanlu, you can come with me, maybe my father-in-law won't be angry with me when he sees you. "

While speaking, he closed his eyes and shattered his dantian violently.

The cultivator in the realm of the hole blew himself up, and the power was no less than a turmoil.

The speed of the deceased's eruption was so fast that people couldn't catch it. Everything happened too fast. No one could have imagined that he would burn his own vitality to break free from the black iron chain, and he would not hesitate to break his clavicle to take out the spirit lock ring.In the blink of an eye, Gu Qinghan only had time to lay down a barrier.

But it was obviously not enough to resist.

The power of self-explosion at the hole stage is comparable to two masters at the Mahayana stage attacking at the same time. The first one to bear the brunt is to protect everyone with a barrier, Gu Qinghan, not to mention that Shen Feibai is like directly attacking these two culprits who ruined him. culprit.

Almost all the attack power went straight to Gu Qinghan, he didn't even have time to call out the Lingshuang sword, and was about to push Gong Zhengyu away, but the other party suddenly turned around and hugged him tightly.

"Don't move." It was the first time the young man said so seriously and calmly.

Gu Qinghan's pupils shrunk to a point of origin, the word "Xiao Yu" was stuck in his throat, and it was too late to pull the apprentice away, and watched the monstrous self-detonation attack firmly thrown at Gong Zhengyu's body. Look at the slightly skinny back.

"Well--"

Gong Zhengyu snorted and frowned.

It didn't hurt too much.