When Long Aotian Dressed as a White Lotus

After Jiang Qihong was left behind at Yuehua Peak, he had a major task to do.

He is just 13 years old this year, and his home is in a town a hundred miles away from Emperor Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty.His family is a modest cultivating family, but in his generation, it has faintly declined.

Fortunately, he was born in his family, a descendant of the single spirit root of the fire element.

So, the Jiang family tried their best to send him to Qing Xuanzong.

Jiang Qihong has been the treasure of the whole family since he was a child, from his grandparents to his uncles who are only a few years older than him, they all love him very much.And his family didn't have the twists and turns of a great family of cultivators, so Jiang Qihong has been living in a free and relaxed environment.

So as soon as he arrived in Qing Xuanzong, he saw something that he had never seen before——

He watched with his own eyes the young masters of several big families, secretly surrounding and bullying the disciples sent in by a small family.

Jiang Qihong received an orthodox education since he was a child, believing that a person who cultivates immortals must not only be upright, but also be a chivalrous hero, so as not to fall into the reputation of the immortal sect.

So Jiang Qihong stood up at that time, upheld justice, and taught those disciples a good lesson.

Although his family background is not very good, his aptitude is considered top among these disciples who have just entered the sect and the lowest seniority.So these disciples didn't dare to provoke him after they were dealt with, so they just let it go.

But carrying him behind his back, he still has to bully that poor little family with three spirit roots.

Therefore, Jiang Qihong took it as his responsibility to protect this junior who was a few months younger than him.In the few days since he entered the sect, he was almost inseparable from that little disciple.

Later, they were all selected by Master Ling Yiyun's uncle and brought to Yuehua Peak of Master Ling Xiao's uncle.

It is said that Master Ling Xiao's uncle is a god-like existence in the sect.In the past, he presented himself as a woman, but after some chance, he became a man again.After he became a man, his skill and comprehension greatly increased, but in just five years, he passed the distraction period and cultivated all the way from Yuanying to Fusion.

How could there be such a powerful person in the world!

And now, the most powerful monk in the world is about to open a mountain to accept disciples.

That night, Jiang Qihong dreamed that he became the apprentice of Master Ling Xiao's uncle.In the dream, Master Ling Xiao's uncle couldn't see his face clearly, but he was tall and kind. He gently taught him the method of cultivation and praised him for his extraordinary aptitude.

After waking up, the next day, he was sent to the sect of the immortal together with that poor little junior.

When the immortal came out of the cave, the group of teenagers who had seen the world were stunned, and Jiang Qihong was no exception.

He had never seen such a good-looking person with such an aura.

But he didn't expect that this banished fairy would actually say that kind of thing to his poor junior brother.

"I don't want this one, for the rest, senior brother can choose." The fairy looked at his senior brother with a sarcasm, his eyes like ice knives.

His junior brother stood there, shrunk his shoulders and neck pitifully, trembling slightly.

Jiang Qihong's youthful temperament was suddenly aroused.

Pooh!No matter what kind of powerful and powerful man he is, even if he bullies others and bullies the weak, I don't care to be his apprentice!

Jiang Qihong looked at Ling Xiao's back, clenched his fists and thought with righteous indignation.

At this moment, Ling Yiyun sighed and called his name.

"Jiang Qihong, you can stay." Ling Yiyun said. "Among these disciples, you have the best aptitude. Don't disappoint your master's teachings in the future."

Jiang Qihong: "...."

Youthful spirit, always vulnerable to a ruthless fate.

-

Ling Xiao meditated in the cave until dusk, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly remembered that he had an extra little apprentice.

If Qin Jiangli was here, every time he meditated, he would see a cup of spiritual tea by his hand, and the tea would always be warm.

However, not all disciples can be like Qin Jiangli.

Ling Xiao stood up from the futon silently, took a book of magic formulas for cultivating immortals from the bookshelf on one side, walked straight to the door, and opened the door from the inside.

Then, he saw the scene in front of him——

A young boy who doesn't look more than ten years old, with deep and sunny eyebrows, looks quite pleasing.However, at this moment, he was standing at his gate with an expression of righteous indignation.

Seeing him coming out, the boy didn't seem to have expected it. He was taken aback by himself, half of the firmness and anger on his face faded from the fright, and he looked a little silly.

"Master... Master." The boy looked awkward when he saw himself, like a hero who was unwilling to bow his head to the enemy but didn't know what to do.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's your name?"

"...Jiang Qihong." Jiang Qihong said in a low voice.

Ling Xiao hummed, threw the book in his hand casually, and said, "Recite this book before sunset tomorrow, and come to me again."

This book is quite thick in the hand.However, Ling Xiao never felt that his method of teaching his apprentices was too strict. After all, considering his outstanding memory, such a time limit was already very tolerant.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and entered the cave, ready to close the door again.

At this moment, Jiang Qihong stopped him.

"Master!" This tone sounded like a child mustering up his courage and finally opened his mouth, blocking the pace of the elder.

Ling Xiao turned around to look at him.

The kid blushed and hesitated, but looked at him firmly: "You...you shouldn't have treated Pei Huan like that."

No one has ever dared to say "you shouldn't" to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao felt that this kid was a bit interesting, but he was still contemptuous.He asked, "Who is Pei Huan?"

Jiang Qihong didn't expect him to say that.However, a light sentence broke the courage he had gathered all afternoon.

Jiang Qihong blushed, and said, "It's the disciple you said you wouldn't join this afternoon."

Ling Xiao recalled it for a long time before he remembered that he had said such a sentence inadvertently this afternoon.

He said indifferently, "Did I say something wrong?"

He felt uncomfortable when he saw the disciple's cowering appearance.He is used to thinking and saying, he just gets annoyed when he looks at him, and he doesn't want to say that the disciple is under his sect, so if it's like this, wouldn't it be good for everyone if he said it early?

However, Ling Xiao has never been good at explaining.

"You shouldn't..."

"I don't need you to tell me whether I should or not."

Ling Xiao didn't bother to explain to him, so he blocked what he said just now, turned around and entered the cave.

"Go back and memorize that formula on time." Before closing the door, he said in a cold voice. "For the rest of the presumptuous words, say one more thing, don't blame the teacher for being rude."

The door closed mercilessly in front of Jiang Qihong.

Jiang Qihong stood in front of the door, unable to recover for a long time.

After a while, Jiang Qihong came back to his senses, and thought a little angrily: He is such a cruel and heartless person, he has no feelings for anyone.

No one will have feelings for him!

-

The sky in the Demon Realm is dark red all year round.Around the imperial city of Modu, a circle of magma replaced the moat, boiling around the city.

There is no difference between the imperial city and the past.However, the entire imperial city and even the devil world were shrouded in a dull and chilling atmosphere.

In the sky of the imperial city hovered several giant dragons covered with scales.

The demon king's throne was stained with blood.

That tall and straight man had a cold bloody smell from his back.

He was dressed in black long gown, and held a long black sword in his hand under his wide sleeves.The ancient and clumsy lines crawling on the long sword glowed dark red in his hand.

He walked slowly to the throne, like a king enthroned.

The next moment, amidst the silence of the crowd, he slowly raised his slender and pale hands, and gently slid the unrecognizable corpse of the Demon Lord on the throne to his feet.

He stepped on the corpse and sat down on the blood-stained throne.

Everyone in the audience looked to be veteran figures with the top cultivation in the Demon Realm, and their cultivation was top in the entire continent.But these people were silent like cicadas, and no one dared to speak out.

They all knelt in the palace together.

Among their crowd, there are still many corpses lying across.The bloody smell soared to the sky, lingering in the palace, as if telling everyone present that no one could resist the person sitting on the seat.

The man looked down at the audience, and then laughed softly.

Everyone in the audience trembled with his voice.

"Lu Duanchou." The person on the seat said.

A man stood up from the crowd, went to the steps, knelt down, and said respectfully, "My lord."

The person sitting on the seat was exactly the disciple of Qing Xuanzong who he almost killed in Xianlai Town more than five years ago, and was almost killed by him——Qin Jiangli.

But now, that person has almost become two people with that taciturn young man.

He looks like a ghost crawling out of hell.

However, Lu Duanchou had an enmity with the former Demon Venerable, and he was the person who judged the situation best.So, when Qin Jiangli just attacked the Demon Realm, he conveniently defected and became his subordinate.

Therefore, he is now living under the wings of this evil spirit and is safe.

He didn't dare to look up at the man's dark red and cold eyes, and bowed to salute.

Then, he heard General Qin in the seat say: "Send someone to look at someone for me."

Lu Duanchou said: "Please show me the Lord."

The new Mozun's hoarse voice did not have any warmth or waves, and he gently opened his lips and said: "Qing Xuanzong, Ling Xiao."

Lu Duanchou was taken aback for a moment, then replied: "Yes."

Mozun hummed and let him back down.

Lu Duanchou couldn't help thinking, he just took the position of Mozun, why did he go to his original master?But listening to his tone, could it be that he wants to kill that person?

However, he naturally didn't know that the young man had walked through the unknown horror, and had already honed a pair of armor to hide his emotions.Even though the emotions in his heart were surging, his tone was calm.

Besides, no one dared to look into his eyes now, and naturally no one could see the hesitation, pain and longing in his eyes at this time.