The little apprentice is well-behaved and pure [Transmigration Book]

"Are you okay?" Xu Changyu helped Lin Jichen up from the ground.

"It's okay, thank you just now." Lin Jichen was about to thank him when he raised his head to see Mo Yinzui looking at him.

"What happened here? What caused Thunder Tribulation?"

A confident middle-aged man's voice came from not far away. Hearing this voice, Lin Jichen froze immediately, threw off Xu Changyu's hand, and jumped off the ring.

The person who came was Feng Yuan. Feng Yuan's cultivation base was not low. The two of them were old rivals and knew each other very well.If Feng Yuan saw him, he might be able to guess his identity.

"Friend Daoist, your sword!" Xu Changyu chased after him.

"No, I'll see you off." Lin Jichen hid his aura and blended into the crowd.

Xu Changyu blinked, and the boy suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, leaving only a wooden sword in his hand.

When Lin Jichen left, he turned his head and saw that Mo Yinzhui was talking to Feng Yuan on the ring.

Looking at the young man on the stage, Lin Jichen felt that it was worth coming out to have a look.

The physical body cannot be too far away from the soul for a long time, and within about three days, he has to go back.

Lin Jichen first returned to Xiaocang Peak, went to his private wine cellar to get two bottles of aged osmanthus wine, and then carried the osmanthus wine to Lotus Peak.

The Zangshu Pavilion was not open to the public during the rookie meeting, Lin Jichen escaped the guards at the door and slipped inside, Zeng Lao was cleaning the snow in the yard.

"Old Zeng, it's cold today, suitable for drinking, warm and warm." Lin Jichen offered sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Mr. Zeng didn't want to talk to him and concentrated on sweeping the snow.

Lin Jichen sat down on the steps, lifted the lid of the wine, and a scent of pure wine wafted out.

He picked up the wine jar and took a sip himself.

"Old Zeng, it's too wasteful for me to drink such fine wine by myself."

Elder Zeng finally stopped the broom in his hand, "Do you know the battle between immortals and demons in the cultivation world tens of thousands of years ago?"

Ever since Lin Jichen knew Zeng Lao, he had never seen him with such a serious expression.

"I heard about it." Lin Jichen had read the recorded books in Zangshu Pavilion when he was young.

"It is said that this war between immortals and demons was very tragic. Countless monks died, the sect of the immortal sect fell, and the cultivation world has been reshuffled since then. According to records, the villain who led to this war was a cultivator of the most yin and evil. The source of plundering the magic power. After the devil master has achieved great magic power, he can take away all the spiritual power of a monk with a single glance."

"When the devil's skills were slightly completed, he sneaked into the big sect and killed the disciples of the righteous way. Later, he was discovered. The devil simply stopped pretending and slaughtered many cultivation sects. The cultivation world mobilized and attacked, and the major immortal sects joined forces to encircle the devil. , thus triggering the Great War of Immortals and Demons.”

"That's right," Mr. Zeng said slowly, "At the end of the battle between immortals and demons, the demon leader was defeated and destroyed, but the method of killing the demon leader before was so cruel that the comprehension world became pale after hearing the news, fearing that the demon leader would come back from the ashes, so Cast a blood curse seal on the descendant of the devil."

Lin Jichen was dumbfounded.

Mr. Zeng is telling him that the reason why Mo Yinzhui has a blood seal on his body is actually because he is the descendant of this great devil?

Elder Zeng sighed, "Now that the seal has been broken, I'm afraid there will be no more peace in the future."

Lin Jichen put the sweet-scented osmanthus wine in his hand on the steps aside, and stood up.

"Mo Yinzhui is my apprentice, I trust him, and at the same time urge him to follow the right path."

Old Zeng shook his head, walked into the house, and closed the door.

Lin Jichen stood outside the door for a while, picked up the opened sweet-scented osmanthus wine, "Old Zeng, take your leave."

Lin Jichen won't worry about nothing. He believes that no matter what happens, his little apprentice will never become a murderous monster.

The sweet-scented osmanthus wine couldn't be wasted, so Lin Jichen went back to the little apprentice's room and finished it in one gulp.

It's just that he overestimated the alcohol capacity of this lotus root body, and lay down on the couch in a daze after a while.

While intoxicated, Lin Jichen saw a dark egg on the head of Mo Yinchai's bed, and suddenly remembered that it was the spiritual pet he once gave to his little apprentice.

His Royal Highness Bronze lives with an ancient fierce beast, which likes to collect shiny things. At that time, Duanyuan, the artifact that Lin Jichen was looking for, was in the beast's den.

When Lin Jichen took Duanyuan away, he found this egg that still had a faint breath, and the brothers and sisters around it had no breath.

All kinds of strange and fierce beasts in ancient times were almost wiped out under the law of heaven ten thousand years ago, and this one of His Royal Highness Bronze was just lingering on its last breath while hiding there.

Probably because this egg's life should not die, Lin Jichen met him.

Lin Jichen ran to the bed in a nonchalant manner, and picked up the egg. The egg has been given to the little apprentice for two or three years. Logically speaking, it should have hatched, right?

He tapped the eggshell with his fingers and shouted, "Hey, little guy, it's time to come out."

Mo Yinzhui pushed open the door and smelled the aroma of wine.

Then he saw the young man leaning on the bed in a daze, holding in his hand the spirit beast egg bestowed upon him by his master.

Lin Jichen pressed against the eggshell and threatened viciously: "Don't want to come out? If you don't come out again, I'll roast you and eat you!"

"Is it better to eat it fried? Or stewed?"

The spirit beast egg was trembling with fear, when it felt Mo Yinzhui's breath, it immediately broke free from Lin Jichen's grasp, fell to the ground, and rolled to Mo Yinzhui's feet.

Mo Yinzhui picked up the spirit beast egg, looked up at the young man, "Master?"

Hearing this familiar title, Lin Jichen was startled, half sober, "What did you call me? I'm Lin Qing, the attendant next to Xianzun, do you regard me as a master?"

Mo Yin followed the red mole between the young man's eyebrows, and the snow in his eyes melted a little, "Well, I was wrong."

Holding the spirit beast egg, he handed it to the young man, "It has been refusing to come out, so please ask Mr. Lin to call it out for me."

The spirit beast egg was weak and helpless, shivering, and didn't want to get close to Lin Jichen.

Lin Jichen was puzzled, why did his little apprentice suddenly show affection to him?

After drinking, his mind was a little confused, Lin Jichen was too lazy to think, "Break its shell, and it will come out by itself."

"Its shell looks relatively hard. It's best to cut it with a sword to break it."

The egg in Mo Yinzui's hand trembled, especially when he heard the sword being cut, he clung to Mo Yinzui's hand, as if shrunk into a ball.

He looked up at the smile on the boy's mouth, "Okay."

Afterwards, Mo Yinzhui put the egg on the ground and took out his sword.

Mo Yinzhui's sword hadn't moved yet, but there was a crackling sound from the spirit beast egg on the ground, and the spirit beast egg broke its shell by itself.

In the crack of the eggshell, a small black round eye is looking out curiously from the shell.

Lin Jichen laughed, and said: "The shell is still too hard, it can't get out, let's use the sword to help him."

Mo Yinzhui pretended to hang down the sword, and the spirit beast egg on the ground cracked open, and a small bird with a black body and not yet full feathers burst out of the shell.

It stood abruptly on the ground, looking a little stunted.

"It's so ugly." Lin Jichen didn't expect that the offspring of this fierce beast would be so ugly, and compared with the quality of its father, the five-colored bird, it was too far behind.