Martial Cultivator

The uncle's statement was just a joke, which both of them could hear. However, it was a certainty that the high priest and Hong Xiu would not become Taoist couples.

The Demon Emperor will not just watch.

If the number two figure of the demon clan and Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, who has the blood of the demon clan’s royal family, come together, let’s not care about it for now, but if one day the two of them have children, no one can control what thoughts they will have. The little guy with the blood of the demon royal family said he wanted to be the demon emperor, so he did it.

So at this time, the Demon Emperor can already think of that time.

There are some things that he doesn't say, but that doesn't mean that they, as a group, can do them.

The matter is very simple, and the emperor's heart is not that difficult to figure out. A smart person like the high priest naturally knows it.

Hongxiu blinked and suggested, "How about I take you to the human side? Will we not help each other in the future?"

The high priest shook his head helplessly and said, "There is a saying in the human race that if you do something extremely bad, you will be stabbed in the spine."

The so-called great bad thing is nothing more than defection. This kind of thing has never happened in the history of the human race and the demon race. If they really do it, they will not only be stabbed in the back. If one day that If the demon clan destroys the human race, then the two of them will have no way to escape, and their end will be extremely miserable.

Hong Xiu narrowed his eyes and said, "Then after we switch sides to the human race, we will help the human race to destroy the demon race."

As soon as he said this, the high priest became even more helpless. He glanced at Hong Xiu and sighed, "Do you think there is any truth to what you said?"

Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess of the demon clan, could actually say that she wanted to destroy the demon clan.

Hong Xiu smiled and said, "Just saying it casually, do you really think I can do such a thing?"

The high priest shook his head and said, "Having such an idea is already unusual."

Hongxiu did not argue with the high priest this time. Instead, they came to a high-rise building and climbed up to overlook the entire southern Xinjiang city. Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess of the demon clan, said softly, "Jingzhu, I have been thinking a lot, What should we do."

The high priest could naturally hear the implication of Hongxiu's words, and said calmly, "Without the big one, how can there be any small ones? According to the human race, it means the word family and country. In fact, if the country is in front and the family is behind, the country will be destroyed. Family death."

Hongxiu frowned and said, "But all of your kin have died long ago, and you don't have a so-called home anymore."

The high priest sighed and said, "We have no home, but the land under our feet is still there. If one day this is the territory of the human race, then even if we are dead, we will have no place to live."

Hongxiu thought for a while and asked curiously, "What do you mean by this, selfless?"

The high priest laughed it off.

Hongxiu didn't speak in a hurry. The two of them just watched the southern city getting dark. Some people hung lanterns in front of their homes.

This is naturally still a custom of the human race, but some of it has spread to the demon race, and some people find it interesting, that is, they use it.

"There will be two lanterns hanging in the main palace as usual. They are the largest in the entire Southern Xinjiang City. The candles inside are not ordinary things. They are made from fish oil obtained from the shark clan. They can last for hundreds of years..."

Hongxiu babbled and talked about a lot of things with the man next to her. As the eldest princess of the demon clan, her status seemed not to allow her to talk so much, but in front of the high priest, she seemed to have lost that status and became Got a little girl.

The high priest asked something shocking, "How many people can you mobilize in southern Xinjiang?"

Hongxiu glanced at the high priest with some resentment, but still said, "About 70%, but given some time, I can make them listen to me for the remaining 30%."

The high priest nodded and said, "As soon as possible.

Hongxiu said in surprise, "Jing Zhu, I didn't promise you anything."

The high priest asked patiently, "Then what do you have to do to agree?"

"Unless you agree to a condition."

Hongxiu glanced at the high priest, and his whole body was full of energy.

The high priest smiled bitterly and said, "I told you, this thing can't be done, no matter what, it can't be done."

Hongxiu's face was expressionless, "Who told you this?"

This time it was the high priest's turn to be surprised.

Hong Xiu looked at the high priest in front of her seriously, then stretched out her hand uncontrollably, touched his face, and said softly, "Jing Zhu, promise me, no matter when the time comes, you will live well."

Feeling the touch on his face, the high priest's eyes when he looked at Hongxiu became a little softer, but he just shook his head and said apologetically, "When that time comes, I can't go back."

Hong Xiu shook his head

"Jing Zhu, I really don't like your temperament."

The high priest looked at Hongxiu, pointedly, and said softly, "It can't be changed."

Hongxiu said angrily, "You are so stubborn, is it really because of the inherited reasons?"

The high priest said helplessly, "It has nothing to do with blood."

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…

It was midsummer in the capital of the gods, and the chirping of cicadas became more and more constant, making a certain great swordsman who was dozing in front of a bamboo building very dissatisfied.

So the great swordsman opened his eyes, picked up a piece of gravel, and threw it towards a tree not far away. There was a slight sound, and a summer cicada made a mute sound, and then a summer cicada fell. Come down, and then the gravel will return to the hands of the young swordsman.

The young great swordsman threw the gravel again, watched another summer cicada fall, held the gravel again, and repeated this action. After just a moment, summer cicadas fell all over the ground in front of the bamboo building.

The young Great Sword Immortal clicked his tongue and said, "Hey, little He, pick up this summer cicada and bake it with butter. It's a delicious meal!"

He Liang, who was practicing boxing at the side, raised his head and said hum. He Liang, who had been fishing and hunting birds since he was a child, naturally knew that the summer cicada tasted good, so he immediately put away his boxing frame and went to the house to get a basin.

Yu Xiyi asked, "Xiao He, remember to put more oil, otherwise it will smell like earth."

As the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect who has traveled the world for the longest time, Yu Xiyi is very knowledgeable about these foods and knows very little about them.

He Liang nodded and said, "I understand, Master Yu."

After saying that, He Liang, who was already a teenager, turned around and went back to the house. Yu Qingfeng rolled his eyes when he saw this scene. He was very unhappy with the behavior of this nominal uncle who always ordered his junior brother around, but he was not happy. I don’t know why, but Xiao He didn’t take it seriously at all.

Yu Xiyi glanced at Yu Qingfeng and clicked his tongue: "Little Qingfeng, are you very dissatisfied? It's okay. Just say it if you are not satisfied. I'll ask you about swordsmanship once with my uncle. I won't bully you when I'm a master. I'll be on the same level as you." How about the battle?"

Yu Qingfeng smiled softly and said, "Master, I do care about the younger generation."

Yu Xiyi narrowed his eyes and said in surprise, "What, you, Xiao Qingfeng, are you so ambitious? Do you want me to fight you without putting pressure on the situation? This is not good. If the master doesn't stop all of a sudden, after your master returns to the city of gods, he will not be able to fight with you." Fighting against my uncle? Even though your master can’t beat me, I can’t do this to a junior like you, right? It’s the most boring thing for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person to you.”

Yu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, as if he was about to throw out a punch regardless of it. Damn it, no matter whether it could hurt Yu Xiyi at all, he had to get rid of his bad energy first.

As a result, before he could move, the little girl Jiang Xiaoan, who had been meditating with her eyes closed not far away, suddenly opened her eyes and said impatiently, "Master, can you just stop talking? It affects people's practice!"

Yu Xiyi, who was originally complacent, glanced at his newly recruited disciple and suddenly lost his temper. Damn it, what the hell is this?

He had always said that he would not accept her, but after he accepted this little girl as his apprentice, Yu Xiyi realized belatedly that this little girl was really a good swordsman, and in terms of talent, she was not bad, even Among the women in the world, it is estimated that only Miss Xie can surpass her.

Yu Xiyi, who belatedly realized that he had picked up the treasure, immediately waved his hand and decided to make this little girl his close disciple. However, after spending some time together, he regretted his decision.

This little girl is really annoying. She doesn't have any good feelings toward him as her master, but when Yu Xiyi wants to scold this little girl, the other person will definitely pretend to be upset. It was a big grievance to say that he would no longer practice swordsmanship and wanted to find his martial arts father. Although the so-called martial arts father, in Yu Xiyi's opinion, was just a matter of one sword.

Even if the other party came to the door and tried his best to punch himself, there was nothing to worry about, but he couldn't hold it back. This little girl could cry whenever she wanted. Her eyes turned red, and her pitiful look made Yu Xiyi really unbearable. Say anything harsh again.

That even made Yu Xiyi feel that he deserved to be bullied by such a little girl!

But if that were the case, then it would not be that Yu Xiyi was manipulated into what he was now by that little girl. On the contrary, that little girl was a very good observer of words and emotions. Many times, she would take the initiative to stick to him. The master was stronger than the master.

Hold the water and squeeze your shoulders, you can see clearly.

That's why Yu Xiyi himself is now being controlled by the little aunt.

But Yu Xiyi

After thinking about it, I felt that it was nothing. I am a great swordsman, and other great monks must be respectful in front of me. No matter how powerful I face, just like the master of the Sword Sect, he is just a When you speak a sword, you must draw a sword. Just these things, who else in the world dares to laugh at me?

As for doting on his close disciple, it doesn't matter. After all, he is his disciple, so there is no shame in it.

Yu Xiyi stopped talking and just lay in the chair, eagerly waiting for He Liang to finish making cicadas.

In fact, that thing needs to be paired with wine, but even with good wine, it's not interesting now that the god doesn't have anyone to drink with.

This is not to say that he, Yu Xiyi, has no friends in Shendu. With my identity as the Great Sword Immortal here, I still need friends?

It's just that the person he most wants to drink with hasn't come back yet.

"Damn it, how come I feel like my home is in the capital of the gods, but you brat looks like a homeless guy, wandering around."

After scratching his head, Yu Xiyi smacked his lips and glanced at another little girl who had been far away. The little girl named Ning Qingnian was too cold-tempered and too withdrawn. But it seems that he is indeed a good young martial artist. In time, he will become a female martial artist in the realm of forgetfulness.

Just when Yu Xiyi's thoughts were racing, in the bamboo building over there, He Liang first brought a wooden table and then brought a plate of golden fried cicadas.

Yu Xiyi became energetic, grabbed one and threw it in his mouth, nodded, yes, crunchy.

But after all, Yu Xiyi is not the kind of person who eats alone. He quickly invited the children to come over to eat fried cicadas. Finally, after thinking about it, the young swordsman ordered a bowl of wine.

Just one bowl.

Too little wine is hard to drink.

A group of children sit around a wooden table.

He Liang, Yu Qingfeng, and his close disciple, Jiang Xiaoan.

It's just that He Liang and Yu Qingfeng still eat two fried cicadas from time to time, but Jiang Xiaoan looks disgusted, "Master, you are also from the Sword Sect after all, why do you still like to eat such things?!"

In the eyes of this little girl who has been taken care of by her parents since she was a child, these fried cicadas are something only poor people would touch.

But when she said this, He Liang scratched his head, "I ate a lot when I was a kid. It's true that my family couldn't afford meat so I made this stuff, but I couldn't bear to put oil in it. The earthy smell is very strong."

When Jiang Xiaoan heard this, his face turned red for a moment, and there was a sense of guilt in his eyes.

Yu Xiyi took the words and said with a smile, "This thing is not only used to fill the stomach. It is even cheap in many places. Those with money like it the most."

He Liang said, "They are really weird."

Yu Xiyi laughed and took a sip of wine.

Jiang Xiao'an thought for a while, then changed the subject and said, "Master, just drinking is not interesting. Why don't you tell me a story? Tell me how you met the Lord Guardian?"

Yu Xiyi raised his eyebrows, looked at the three children, and asked, "Really want to hear it?"

He Liang was the first to nod, and Yu Qingfeng also nodded. They had long regarded their master as their idol, and they wanted to know everything about their master.

Even Ning Qingnian, who was far away, was slowly walking towards this side.

Jiang Xiaoan stood up directly, came behind his master, and began to squeeze his shoulders.

Yu Xiyi was greatly benefited and said with a smile, "Then let's talk about that trip to Chongming Sect."

"Chongming Sect, why haven't you heard of it?"

Yu Qingfeng looked suspicious, feeling that Yu Xiyi in front of him was about to make up some random story.

"Of course you haven't heard of it now. In the early years, this Chongming Sect thought that it was the second sect of the Immortality Dao lineage. Of course, they were not the only ones who thought so. Even in the cultivation world, I thought so, but later I discovered that the concept of infatuation is too deep, and the difference between the second and the first is too big."

"But even so, it is still a giant. Your master at the time was not much older than you."

Yu Xiyi smiled and said, "But I'm very brave. Just tear it apart and remove the Chongming Sect from this world."

Yu Xiyi stretched out a hand, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile, "You are so bold, I am talking about your master."

After that, Yu Xiyi began to tell the details of what happened that year in a fairly serious manner, but his storytelling skills were average. Fortunately, the story was exciting enough, so these children all listened with gusto.

After he finished speaking, Yu Xiyi said with emotion, "I also

Only then did I realize that your master has always had a grudge against the Chongming Sect. Now that he has the ability to take revenge, he will naturally take revenge. "

"That guy's temper has always been like this. If you have a grudge against him, don't even think about escaping. That's what happened in Sanxi Mansion. The grudges made in the early years have to be repaid just now. ? Anyway, I know it. You can offend anyone, but don’t offend that brat. If you do, as long as he doesn’t die, you will get revenge sooner or later. "

Yu Xiyi rubbed his wrist and narrowed his eyes. This matter has now been spread outside the country. Who doesn't know that the guardian envoy of Daliang is determined to retaliate.

Yu Xiyi took a sip of wine and said, "Even if my own brother treats me badly, one stab is just one stab. You disciples, you'd better think about it carefully. There's nothing wrong with getting together and breaking up. It's best not to do something later." After the quarrel, I will plot against your master. Then, even the slightest bit of master-disciple friendship between you will be gone. I am afraid that your master will be killed by a knife. Cut off your heads too."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoan complained, "Master, what are you talking about?"

Yu Xiyi waved his hand, "I'm not as cruel as that kid from Chen Chao. If one day you plot against me as my teacher, I guess I won't be able to bear to fight you to the death."

Jiang Xiaoan's eyes suddenly turned red and he whimpered, "Master?"

Yu Xiyi raised his hands and shouted that it was his fault, wrong, wrong, wrong.

Jiang Xiaoan turned his head away from looking at his cheap master.

Ning Qingnian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "I will kill anyone who dares to treat Master badly in the future."

The little girl had a cold face and a tender voice, but she said these words with murderous intent.

And obviously, this sentence was meant for the two senior brothers in front of him.

He Liang glanced at his senior brother, and Yu Qingfeng rolled his eyes, "The master is so great, who would want to plot against the master when they are full and have nothing to do?"

He Liang looked down at his shoes and said nothing.

It's just that this poor young man from a small town, for some reason, misses his master very much. He doesn't know if his master can return to the divine capital before the end of summer.

He seemed to have a lot of things he wanted to say to him, but it seemed that after they actually met, those words actually didn't matter whether he said them or not.

As long as the master can return safely, it will be fine.

So He Liang raised his head and asked curiously, "Uncle Yu, when will Master come back?"

Old God Yu Xiyi was there, throwing a fried cicada into his mouth, and then muttered, "God knows."

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…

A ferry turned from the river to the sea, and finally docked at a ferry north of Yingzhou.

Travelers filed off the boat.

Among them was a young man in black robe. After getting off the boat, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he started walking around the ferry with great interest.

People come and go here, and most of them are wealthy merchants, so the stalls selling various goods here are not cheap.

The young man in black robe stopped in front of a stall selling seashells and looked around at the various seashells on the stall.

The stall owner is a man with dark skin who has been working at sea all year round. Looking at the young man in black robe, he took the initiative to smile and said, "Guest, seashells are not cheap, but it is still worth buying them home as a gift to a girl, especially if you have never seen these things before." girl."

The young man in black robe smiled and said, "Brother, I'm honest."

The man smiled and said, "What do you mean? Although these seashells are useless, they are just beautiful, but they have to go out to sea to find them in the sea. No matter how you say it, going to sea is dangerous, so it's okay to sell them more expensively."

The young man in black robe thought for a while and said, "I heard that there are pearl divers called Dan people who go to sea once and have little hope of coming back?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, after they go to sea, they have to go to the bottom of the sea to look for sea shells. Once they go into the water, they risk their lives once. It is not easy. But if it weren't for the little money, who would be willing to do this? A business with your head tied to your belt?”

The young man in black robe nodded and said nothing more.

"The customer wants to buy beads? I don't have them here, but if you really want them, I can show you the way. The price is absolutely fair."

The young man in black robe shook his head and said, "If we don't have enough money, just buy some seashells for the children at home."

The man smiled and said, "You can choose whatever you want, but the guest looks so young and is already married and has children?"

The young man in black robe picked up a seashell, looked at it carefully, and said casually, "It's not a child, it's a few apprentices."