Sand sculpture apprentice dressed as black heart lotus

Shan Qinglu's name was called out of nowhere, she was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized.

Walked a few steps quickly to the stage, cupped his hands respectfully and said: "The disciple has seen Master, and Master Song."

"Well, what I mean to your master is that this matter has caused your junior brother to be wronged, and you are the first disciple of Qingjing Peak. This execution will be handed over to you. Don't let the teachers down. trust."

As soon as these words came out, Tan Qinglu's pupils suddenly constricted, and he clenched his fists subconsciously.

He was originally a demon, although he used a forbidden technique to hide his identity for the time being.

But this does not mean that he is not afraid of hitting the magic whip.

Moreover, the magic whip is specially designed to beat demons, such high-grade magic tools, one hits one accurately.

With his cultivation base, he can barely deal with the magic whip, but let him use the magic whip to kill his own people in public, how can he do it?

"Why, you don't want to?"

Elder Song frowned when he saw that he hadn't received the whip for so long, and said a little annoyed: "Or, you look down on me as an uncle, and you don't even want to order you to execute the punishment?"

"I don't dare!" Shan Qinglu hurriedly confessed, "It's just that the injury hasn't healed from the cane before, I'm afraid..."

After hearing this, Yu Lisheng asked with concern from the side: "Is the injury still not healed? Didn't Mu Yan give you the medicine for the wound? The medicine for the wound was made by myself, so it's no problem to wait for a flesh and blood injury... …”

After a pause, he leaned forward slightly, raised his eyes to look at Shan Qinglu, and asked with a half-smile, "Or are you actually useless at all?" Shan Qinglu did not use the wound medicine that Xu Muyan gave him. , Not only was it useless, but he also threw it under the bed.

The injury has already healed quickly, and the previous few times in front of Xu Muyan, it was just a put on display.

Now that he was suddenly exposed by Yu Lisheng, he was a little nervous, but quickly said calmly: "Return to Master, this disciple is not willing to use it."

"If you're not willing to use it, then didn't you find some wound medicine yourself?"

Yulisheng looked very composed, as if asking a casual question, and said with a smile: "There is no school rule in Kunlun Mountain. Disciples who have been punished are not allowed to take medical medication, and there is no such rule in Qingjing Peak."

That is to say, if Shan Qinglu didn't use the medicine, it means he deliberately didn't use the medicine with ulterior motives in order to deceive others' sympathy.

Shan Qinglu was in a cold sweat, he didn't know when the master became so powerful, he pressed him every step of the way, and lured him into the trap step by step.

So that he is now in a dilemma.

After a long time, Tan Qinglu said with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye: "I know that I have made a mistake, so I dare not use medicine to punish myself. The master loves the disciple, and the disciple has

ashamed. "

Elder Song was impatient and couldn't understand the twists and turns. Seeing Qinglu with red lips and white teeth, it seemed that nothing happened.

Then he stuffed the magic whip over, and said in an impatient tone: "It's just some flesh wounds. My female disciple has also suffered from it. She can run all over the mountain in less than three days. There is no such thing as you, a cute baby." Hurry up! Don't delay any longer!"

Shan Qinglu grasped the magic whip, and could clearly feel the terrifying spiritual power contained in it.

You can even feel the flesh and blood of countless demons and dead souls attached to the whip.

The painful screams of those dead souls buzzed in my ears before they died.

He walked up to the high platform step by step, and stood a few steps away from the punishment pillar.

Looking at the demon man who was tied to the punishment post in front of him, he subconsciously clenched the magic whip tightly, and the fierce aura twisted his palms until blood overflowed, and he didn't feel any pain.

The demon was terrified and was tied up bloody. After seeing Tan Qinglu, he struggled desperately and shook his head violently.

Just heard a "snap".

Shan Qinglu flicked the long whip, the frightening force of the whip seemed to shatter the sky, and lashed towards the demon.

The poor devil lost his tongue, and screamed in pain, hot blood spattering.Intense black air emerged from the wound.

With just one whip, half of the demon's body was mutilated, revealing the white bone stubble, and large pieces of flesh and blood fell down.

Shan Qinglu was trembling all over, if he hadn't been in full view, he would almost have knelt on the ground and retched.

Seeing this, the disciples on the field all looked angry and talked a lot:

"Good fight! Demons are vicious and cruel by nature, death is not a pity!"

"It's so satisfying! When the demons came to invade, my father was killed by the demons, and even my three-year-old brother was eaten alive by the demons!"

"My mother, my younger sister was raped and died by the demons! I and the demons are inseparable!"

Yu Lisheng sat quietly on the chair, propped his chin on one hand, and stared at the big apprentice on the stage with interest.

Seeing with his own eyes how he whipped whip after whip, like Ling Chi, he tore apart his clansman, the flesh and blood from the whipping was bloody.It wasn't until the demon swallowed his last breath in pain that Shan Qinglu staggered to the side unsteadily.

"Everyone listen carefully, the immortal sect and the demon world are inseparable! Anyone who sees the demon clan will be killed without mercy! If anyone colludes with them, they will be killed on the spot!"

Elder Song took the opportunity to teach him a lesson, then turned around and asked Yulisheng, "I don't know what teachings the younger brother has for the disciples?"

Yu Lisheng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's good to listen to senior brother in everything, I don't have much to say... just—"

He changed the subject, looked at the young man on the stage, and said with a smile: "Yinnian, the devil killed my Xuanmen disciple, and then cut off the head of the Xuanmen disciple, hung it up and humiliated my Xianmen. The rabble in the demon world is different, since this demon is dead, it is better to burn his bones and find a windy day to sprinkle the ashes. The soul returns to the earth, the sins are cleared, and the next life will be an innocent person."

Elder Song thought about it, and felt that this idea was very good. Anyway, there was a pile of rotten bones and rotten meat, which could not be eaten or eaten. He dug a hole and buried it.

It's better to burn it, and throw out a handful of ashes, which can be regarded as revenge for those Xuanmen disciples who died tragically.

So I want to send my disciples to do it.Yulisheng then said to Tan Qinglu: "You have a steady personality, so go along too, you can feel at ease as a teacher."

Shan Qinglu nodded in agreement.

The whole person was in a daze, and led the people to find an open space, watched three or four disciples with their own eyes, as if they were treating some rags, they threw the demon's body on the ground, picked up some dry wood, and an open fire talisman Paste it.

It started burning with a rustle, and the tongue of flame quickly devoured the corpse, and a strange stench filled the air.

"It stinks, let's go, when the wind blows, the ashes will scatter."

A disciple suggested, and the rest of the disciples also responded.

Shan Qinglu asked the others to leave first on the pretext of fearing that the wind would help the fire burn to the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

When everyone left, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Kneeling down on the ground, looking at the raging fire in front of him, Tan Qinglu cursed heartbreakingly: "Yu Lisheng, I will cut you into pieces!"

At the same time, Xu Muyan woke up slowly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the magnified handsome face of the little widow.

He is like a frightened bird now, and when he sees the little widow, he almost loses his mind.

Subconsciously crawling to the corner of the bed with hands and feet, the whole person shivered under the quilt.

"Why are you so afraid? Is Master so scary?"

Yulisheng raised his hand to lift off the quilt that was wrapped around Xu Muyan's body, and picked up a small porcelain bowl from the table, which was filled with fragrant rice porridge, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? Come on, Master." I'll feed you some porridge."

Xu Muyan was terrified, and became even more terrified.

He always felt that the little widow's mind was abnormal, and she could change her face faster than turning the pages of a book.

Obviously, the sun was shining brightly one moment, and it was stormy the next moment.

So much so that when he faced such a gentle little widow, he had the illusion that the little widow had a red crest in the porridge.

"Why, won't you?" Yu Lisheng sternly sneered, "Don't try to challenge the teacher's patience, it won't do you any good. If you don't, the teacher has a thousand ways to let you Let it all go down. At that time... it will not be so easy."

"I... I am." Xu Muyan carefully exposed his head, and said in a low voice, "I will do it myself, I dare not bother Master."

"Don't move, sit closer, open your mouth, Master will feed you."

Yu Lisheng smiled, patted the edge of the bed, and signaled Xu Muyan to sit over.

After he slowly moved over, he said again: "This is chicken porridge. I know you like meat, so I added more. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Where did Xu Muyan dare to say no, even if the little widow stuffed mud into his mouth, he wouldn't dare to say no.

Before he got it in his mouth, he started to flatter.

"It must be delicious. Master brought it from the bottom of the mountain and fed it with his own hands. It must be the best chicken porridge in the world."

Yulisheng smiled and shook his head: "It seems that I have learned to be good. Don't worry, my teacher is a reasonable person. If you don't violate the taboo of being a teacher, I won't be able to hit you as a teacher."

Xu Muyan twitched his lips secretly, and thought to himself, does a lunatic beat someone with time?

If the little widow is reasonable, then the old sow will climb the tree.

It's really a dung beetle crawling on the bowls and plates, and what kind of sugar-fried chestnuts are loaded.

But these words, he absolutely dare not say out.

Yu Lisheng scooped up the porridge with a spoon, and delivered it to his lips, like a real father, she said with concern: "Be careful, it's the first time cooking for the master, I don't know if it tastes good."

Just such a sentence almost made Xu Muyan spit out the porridge.

What the hell?Did he hear correctly?

The porridge that the little widow cooked for him?Boil it yourself?

Is this the sun coming out of the west?

Or a rainbow after a thunderstorm?

A slap in the face is no longer popular these days, and another sweet date is eaten.

The little widow's brain... is there really nothing wrong with it?

Xu Muyan swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, and said with a face full of despair: "Is there......is there a crane crest red in it? Touch it and die?"

Yu Lisheng frowned and said in displeasure: "Nonsense! You are my teacher's precious apprentice, how can a teacher treat you like a crane?"

"That's Chuanchangsan...I already feel a faint pain in my stomach, and I'm about to die."

"...Don't you know the cause of your stomach pain?" Yu Lisheng smiled meaningfully: "It's stuck in your stomach a few times before."