Japanese Hua Ye

"Prefect!?" Xie Chu, who had been silent all this time, looked at the middle-aged man with his arms outstretched in astonishment, "Why do you..."

Qi Ye found it even more interesting: "Prefect? ​​Do you dare to love the two of you?"

Han Qing didn't answer, but stubbornly stood in front of the mountain ghost, with a stubborn look on his face.

"It's really interesting that the prefect of Fengcheng is mixed with such a disaster." Qi Ye smiled, and seeing that smile, Qi Zhuo suddenly felt a little cold.

"Reason? What made you protect him like this?" Qi Ye pointed at the mountain ghost with the tip of his sword, and Han Qing became flustered.

He opened his mouth: "I..."

A furious roar from the ground interrupted his words, and the whole mountain shook.

Taking advantage of the time when the four of them were stunned, Han Qing quickly took off his outer robe and put it on the mountain ghost's face.

"Heh," Qi Ye sneered, "You can't live because you committed evil yourself."

He turned his head to look at the entrance of the main hall, and a cloud of black mist was slowly drifting in.In the thick black, a figure gradually became clear.

The man was dressed in a dark purple robe, and his hair was tied up meticulously in a black golden hair crown.

He smiled faintly at Qi Ye: "Little Prince Ye, long time no see."

"Lord Shuobei, are you safe?" Qi Ye put away the dust, with a loose smile on his lips.

Qi Zhuo and Sheng Fuzhuang hurriedly retreated behind Qi Ye and gave Xie Chu a hand by the way.

"Unexpectedly, there will be a day when you will be locked in the formation."

"The world is hard to guess, and I would never have thought that this little mortal would take advantage of the critical period of the breakthrough and trap me for more than 23 years." Qing She's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Every time a member of the Demon Race breaks through the bottleneck of their cultivation, they will first lose their whole body strength, and after enduring three days of burning fire, their strength will increase greatly.

These three days are their weakest period.

Qi Ye was busy reminiscing about the old days, but he didn't see that the mountain ghost pulled off the robe on his head when he heard Qing She's voice, and fixed his eyes on Qing She's face with deep jealousy and innocence Undisguised greed.

Seeing his movements, Qi Zhuo frowned slightly.

Han Qing put the robe on the mountain ghost, ready to quietly carry him away.

Qing She stretched out his hand to grab it, and the mountain ghost immediately escaped from Han Qing's arms, and Qing She firmly grabbed his neck!

"No!" Han Qingfei rushed forward, but was blocked by Tong Chenjian.

Qi Ye was still smiling, but the words he uttered made Han Qing feel cold all over: "He committed an unforgivable crime and deserves to be punished. Even if the God of Judgment is here, he will not be spared!"

"No! He did nothing wrong! It's all me, I did everything!" Han Qing shouted.

"Who's guilty, you can't just say it." Qing She said coldly, "He locked me here for 23 years while I was weak, and killed 22 women. Should I kill him?"

"He, he..." Han Qing choked.

"What about the 22 girls!?" At this moment, the mountain ghost suddenly said, looking at Qing She with more and more crazy eyes.

"As long as I can get your appearance, what if I kill all the people in the world!?"

Qi Zhuo and Sheng Fuzhuang were shocked, they looked at each other, and they both saw it clearly in each other's eyes.

"Big words." Qi Ye commented, "There are so many people in the world, do you think everyone is like the people in Fengcheng?"

Shan Gui stretched out his hand with difficulty to touch Qing She's face, but was thrown to the ground by Qing She!

"Go to hell." Qing She said, the black energy in his hand condensed into a blade, and cut the mountain ghost's throat fiercely. Qi Ye had no time to stop him, so he could only watch the mountain ghost die with a strange smile.

"Brother!" Han Qing threw herself on the mountain ghost, calling out to him sadly: "Brother, wake up, brother..."

Perhaps his cry was too sad, and it rang Qi Ye's ears, and Qi Ye knocked him out impatiently.

Finally, a strange smile appeared on Shan Gui's face. He had already set up a large formation in Fengcheng. Once he died, the formation would be activated immediately, 81 thunderbolts would fall from the sky, and more than [-] people in Fengcheng would be buried with him!

Even Han Qing didn't know about this matter, but Qi Ye found out the clue, and before he had time to press him, Qing She killed him without hesitation.

"Oh," Xie Chu said suddenly, "Are all the twenty girls dead?"

Qi Zhuo glared at him, shut up!

Qi Ye: "That's right, anyway, there are no living people on this mountain except us."

"Oh." Xie Chu lowered his head again.

"Farewell, little prince Ye." Qing She still had that indifferent tone.

"Lord Shuobei, you can really cause trouble for me." Qi Ye didn't intend to let him go, and raised his hand to stop him, "Now that the formation is activated, so many innocent people in Fengcheng will die from the thunder, Your crime is not small."

"He can set up such a formation at the cost of losing his soul, what can I do?"

"Oh?" Qi Ye was not fooled, "I remember that there is no record of such a formation that violates the law of heaven, except your Demon Realm."

Qing She laughed suddenly, with a sarcastic tone: "Young Lord Ye, if you have the time to ask me these things, why don't Yu Jian go back to Fengcheng to see how many people are still alive, and how many you rescued? Your merit."

Qi Ye shrugged, with a look of pity on his face: "Once the formation is activated, everyone in Fengcheng will die in the blink of an eye. Now it is probably turned into ashes. What can I do?"

Xie Chu's face gradually paled, he rushed over and grabbed Qi Ye's sleeve, "Fengcheng, is Fengcheng gone?"

"Oh, you silly boy," Qi Ye pulled his hand away in disgust, "What if you don't understand, Fengcheng has been destroyed by 81 days of thunder!"

The blood on Xie Chu's face faded, he took a step back, and his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

"Farewell." Qing She walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

After his figure disappeared into the sky, Qi Ye turned his head and smiled at the two apprentices: "Your things are gone, I will buy clothes for you in the next town."

"Master," Qi Zhuo said suddenly, "Why are you so indifferent to the death of so many people?"

Qi Zhuo suddenly felt that Qi Ye was terrible, and he was always smiling and smiling every day, but now facing the fact that Fengcheng was destroyed, he was so indifferent, and he was in the mood to joke.

Even passers-by, facing the loss of so many lives, even if they are not angry, they should regret it.

What kind of person was his master?He can not understand.

"Little Zhuo," Qi Ye withdrew his smirk, and turned a little serious: "I can't stop the destruction of every city, so don't feel sorry for things that are irreparable, understand?"

Qi Zhuo suddenly met Qi Ye's eyes and was shocked violently.

What kind of eyes were there, as deep as night, as faint as fog, and there was an unspeakable sadness in them, which made Qi Zhuo's heart tremble slightly.

Qi Ye never mentioned his past to them, at that moment, Qi Zhuo suddenly wanted to know.

"Brother," Sheng Fuzhuang patted his shoulder suddenly, "he's awake." She pointed to Han Qing on the ground.

Han Qing opened her eyes, dazed for a moment, and quickly realized what had happened, she sat numbly, her eyes filled with dead silence.

"Why do you help him harm others?" Sheng Fuzhuang knelt down and looked at him.

Han Qing glanced at her stiffly, showing a smile uglier than crying: "He's dead."

"Huh?" Sheng Fuzhuang didn't react for a moment.

"He's dead, he's dead, he's dead..." Han Qing kept repeating these words, as if confirming something.

Sheng Fuzhuang: "You..."

"He's dead!" Han Qing's voice suddenly became sharp.

Qi Zhuo pulled up Sheng Fuzhuang and looked at Han Qing coldly: "He deserved his death!"

"What do you know!?" Han Qing suddenly became excited and reached out to grab Qi Zhuo, but was slapped back by Qi Ye's sword.

"You don't know anything..." Han Qing lowered her head, "You don't know anything..."

Xie Chu suddenly rushed over and lifted his collar, and shouted excitedly: "Then tell me, what do we not understand? Why does he want to kill so many people!?"

He looked excited, and his face made up like a ghost was even more terrifying.

Qi Ye tugged at his shoulder: "Why don't you wash your face first?"

Qi Zhuo: "..."

Sheng Fuzhuang: "..."

Master, can you see the situation before you open your mouth?

"Why, yes, why..." Han Qing seemed to be immersed in her own memories, and murmured unconsciously: "It's just that my mother died when I was born, why do you say that I am unknown?" What? Why, I obviously did nothing wrong..."

He suddenly looked up at Qi Zhuo, showing a sad smile: "Brother is ugly, I was born with unknown people, we were bullied by the whole Fengcheng people since we were young! I didn't do anything at all, why, why they just refused to let go I?"

"Just because my mother died when she gave birth to me, am I going to be burned to death as a monster? If not, if it wasn't for saving me, my brother wouldn't, and wouldn't be burned like this." He lowered his head, trembling. He stretched out his hand, covered the mountain ghost's face, and helped him close his eyes.

"I thought my brother would be burned to death, but he saved us by himself and accepted us as apprentices, teaching us the skills of cultivation."

"We followed the master and went to another country incognito. My brother's talent is better than mine, but he has reached the golden core stage in 50 years."

"Obviously we were not wrong, so why are we the ones who left? We fled in embarrassment like a bereaved dog."

"My brother caught a devil and locked him here. He killed the prefect and made it easy for me to replace him. He sent a woman here every year to keep her body clean."

"Actually, I know, I know what he is going to do, because of that face, he has suffered too much."

"People in Fengcheng deserve their death! You go and kill the devil, aren't you a monk? Why don't you kill the devil and help the devil to kill my brother?"

Qi Ye seemed to look at him with pity: "The ones who bullied you are only a few people. People in Fengcheng died back then, but now how many innocent people are dying because of you?"

"What's more, I probably know why your brother wants so many innocent women." Qi Ye's eyes turned cold, like ice knives passing inch by inch on the mountain ghost: "One of the sorcery of the devil world, you can use thirty After the body of an innocent woman is cultivated into a elixir and taken by others, it can take away the strength and appearance of others, and the price is that the soul will be scattered after death."

"Your brother committed his own crimes and cannot live."

Han Qing seemed to be dead, sitting there motionless.

"He has fallen into the devil, and it is impossible for you not to notice it. You should be punished if you indulge him like this and help him do harm to the world."

Qi Ye stretched out his sword and raised his chin, forcing Han Qing to look at him: "Tell me, who gave you these magic spells? You won't be able to learn them just by falling into the devil for a while."

Perhaps Qi Ye's aura was too aggressive, or perhaps Han Qing hated the person who led his brother to the road of no return, so he answered Qi Ye: "It's our master, Master Jingyang."

"Where is he?"

"Bian Tang Tiandu City."

"What does it look like?"

"There is a red butterfly-shaped imprint the size of a copper coin under the left eye."

Qi Ye no longer cared about him, and was about to leave with Qi Zhuo and Sheng Fuzhuang, but was stopped by Xie Chu: "Can I follow you?"

Qi Ye turned around: "What are you doing with us?"

Xie Chu smiled wryly: "I have nowhere to go." In order not to hurt his sister, he quietly put his sister into a bridal sedan chair instead of her. Now it seems that his kindness saved his life.

Life and death are involuntary, he told himself, but he still couldn't get over the grief of losing a loved one immediately.I can only hide this sadness and loneliness in my heart.

He thought, since God wants me to live, I cannot die.

"Okay, you can call me Master from now on." Qi Ye readily agreed, "How old are you?"

"fifteen."

"You are so brave at the age of 15. Master is not as good as you when you are your age." Qi Ye intentionally distracted him, which made Xie Chu very grateful.

They left here.

Han Qing hugged her brother's body tightly, gathered her energy and slapped her Tianling Gai with a palm!

Brother, here I come. In my next life, I don't want to live such a hard life.

Qi Ye put the three apprentices into sapphire bracelets, walked with the sword before the effect of the medicine expired, and arrived at Bian Tang Tiandu City two days later.

He sat in the wheelchair again, this time it was Xie Chu who pushed the wheelchair.

"We're going to stay in Tiandu City for a while, and we're going to buy a house tomorrow."

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Sheng Fuzhuang looked at Qi Ye in surprise, "Master, are you so rich?"

"Do I look like I have no money?"

Qi Zhuo sneered: "You are so rich that you can't even afford to buy clothes for your apprentice?"

Qi Ye: "...let's go, buy, buy, buy, Xiao Chu, go to the tailor shop in front."

Qi Zhuo was not polite, and he bought a set of the most expensive clothes in the store.Sheng Fuzhuang saved Qi Ye a lot of money, as he only needed three ordinary clothes.

As for Xie Chu...he didn't know which one he wanted!

Unlike Qi Zhuo who grew up in Wuzhen and had no concept of money, he grew up in Fengcheng, and the clothes here are much more expensive than those in Fengcheng. Now that he has been with Qi Ye for only two days, even if he has a thick skin, it is really not good. Sorry to buy expensive ones.

But everything here is expensive...

Fortunately, although Qi Ye was usually a big-hearted man, he didn't lose the chain at this time. After seeing what the little apprentice was thinking, he waved his hand and brought him one of everything that Qi Zhuo bought.

When the shopkeeper sent them out, he kept smiling.

Qi Ye took the three apprentices to stay in the most expensive inn in Tiandu City for one night, and bought a ready-made house at a high price the next day, and began to teach the three apprentices how to practice.

"Before, in the poor place of Wuzhen, there was not even a trace of spiritual power. It was useless to teach you how to practice, so I only let you two learn swordsmanship. Although the spiritual power in Tiandu City is not much, it should be enough to cultivate to the peak of Qi training .”

"When you are about to break through to the foundation building stage, I will take you to Nightless City."

Qi Ye first taught Qi Zhuo the art of gathering energy, he put on Qi Zhuo's wrist, injected a trace of spiritual power: "Close your eyes and concentrate, feel the direction of your meridians, try to guide this trace of spiritual power to your lower dantian. "

Sheng Fuzhuang and Xie Chu watched from the side, listening to Qi Ye's words seriously.

This is why it is very difficult for mortals to become immortals. When monks enter the world, they cannot accept disciples, let alone lead mortals on this road.If you violate it, you will be robbed by thunder.

And only relying on mortals themselves, they will not be able to see the way of cultivation in their whole life.

But Qi Ye is different from them, for example, he is not bound by the rules of the world of cultivating immortals in Yunfu world, and for example, he has a thicker skin than all monks.

After Qi Ye taught the three apprentices how to do it, he didn't let them gather energy by themselves, but called them together, and took out three swords from the sapphire bracelet.

Two long swords and one short sword.

He picked up the long sword without a scabbard that had a faint killing air and handed it to Qi Zhuo: "The name of this sword is: Compassion."

Qi Zhuo looked down carefully

The same sorrow, the black and bright sword seems to have a red light, three feet long, and there are two seal characters on the hilt: Tongbei.

In the chaotic world full of wars, the mountains and rivers are in mourning, the world is in mourning, the sun and moon are in mourning, and dawn is in mourning.

Inexplicably, a sense of sadness rose in his heart, as if he was on a battlefield, surrounded by corpses and flames, unable to distinguish day from night.

"Qi Zhuo!" A loud shout brought him back to God.

He raised his head in a daze and saw Qi Ye's serious expression: "This sword is the sword of a famous general, and the several masters are all famous generals born in troubled times! This sword is stained with the blood of countless people, and there are countless dead souls and bones under the sword. It became a fierce sword. But the peace and prosperity after the troubled times also had its share of credit, eliminating part of the hostility, so that the sword spirit was not cultivated to cause harm to the world."

"Same sorrow has no scabbard, it should be because there is no scabbard to seal the ferocity of fellow sorrow."

Defending the family and defending the country is called loyalty; on the battlefield, thousands of people weep.

The bloodthirsty and killing is to protect the family, the country, and the people of the world behind him.

To tidy up the broken mountains and rivers, to save the people who are struggling to survive, to receive the supreme praise and glory, to bear unforgivable sins.

The sword of a famous general in troubled times should be like this.

"This sword is very hostile, and it cannot be controlled by people with a firm heart. If you don't have evil thoughts in your heart, it will surrender to you."

Even though Compassion is a killing sword contaminated with countless dead souls, the original intention of casting it is still for protection.

Qi Zhuo gradually calmed down, trying to stabilize his mind from the influence of his compassion, and even tried to communicate with him.

Slay demons and demons, and uphold justice.

These eight words gradually became clear in his heart, like a gust of wind blowing on the sea, setting off turbulent waves.Tong Bei seemed to have sensed his emotions, and gradually stopped humming.

He looked down at the sword in his hand again, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

There are countless murders, but justice is incomparable.

What a sword of contradiction.

Qi Zhuo went back to the room directly with the sword, Qi Ye ignored him, knowing that he needed time to get used to his companion.

Only then did Qi Ye wave to Sheng Fuzhuang, and gave her another long sword with a gentle breath.

Sheng Fuzhuang drew his sword three inches apart, and two words were engraved on the hilt: Jieyou.

Gentle sword energy flows up the wrist, as if there is a low murmur soothing something, which makes people feel very at ease and gentle.

"Is it comfortable?" Qi Ye looked at her with a smile, "The Jieyou Sword is a divine sword, with a gentle temperament, it won't give the master a sense of oppression, and it doesn't have a sense of sharpness. However, when dealing with enemies, it won't be as it appears. Gentle!"

Sheng Fuzhuang was really taken aback: "Excalibur?"

Qi Ye waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, your master has a lot of swords, don't worry about using them."

"But Jieyou only recognizes one master, it depends on whether you can get its recognition." Qi Ye reminded.

An unspeakable joy rose in Sheng Fuzhuang's heart, Jieyou was gentle, submissive, and loyal, which was perfect for her.

"Thank you, Master." After Sheng Fuzhuang finished speaking, he also went to his room to get in touch with Jieyou.

"Sure enough, he's much cuter than that kid Qi Zhuo." Qi Ye thought with satisfaction.

"Xiao Chu, come here." Qi Ye gave Xie Chu the last dagger.

Xie Chu took the sword and was blinded by the gorgeous scabbard.

He couldn't wait to pull out the sword, the bright light of the sword was dazzling, the sword was one foot long, and a lush grass was carved on the hilt.

"Master, what's the name of this sword?" Xie Chu asked Qi Ye since the name of the sword was not engraved on the sword.

"Tongchun."

Same spring?Xie Chu looked at Jian, what a strange name.

"Why is it called Tongchun?" Xie Chu asked again.

"When the heavens and the earth are in the same spring, when all things are revived, it represents the hope of new life. The Tongchun sword is used for self-defense, not a sword that can take the initiative to attack."

"Why can't you take the initiative to attack?"

"Why does this kid have so many questions?" Qi Ye thought, but still replied: "Tongchun represents hope and life. Neither of these two things are used to destroy other things, so Tongchun only defends and does not attack."

"Why..." Xie Chu wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Qi Ye: "Okay, Xiao Chu, go back to the house and have a good chat with Tongchun, Master is tired and wants to sleep for a while."

"Oh" Xie Chu replied, and also went back to the room.

Qi Ye suddenly felt a little tired, thinking that I am so handsome, unrestrained and unparalleled, how many girls threw handkerchiefs and sachets at me on the street, and now I am here to take care of the children, and these three are more worried than one.

What a joke in the world!

Qi Ye shook his head helplessly, turned the wheelchair and went out for a stroll, completely ignoring the dinner of the three apprentices.When he returned after eating, the three apprentices were already hungry with their chests stuck to their backs.

"Cough, cultivators, don't be greedy for food and drink. It's okay if you don't eat for a meal. Don't eat too much. It's not good to eat too much."

I was thinking in my heart: "If you haven't reached the foundation building period, it will be troublesome, and you still have to eat. It would be better if you can fast."

Qi Zhuo sneered as if seeing through everything, while Sheng Fuzhuang had already gotten used to his master's big heart.

Only Xie Chu listened to this, and naively thought that eating less would help his practice, and since then he only ate half a bowl of rice every meal, and he would not eat if he could.This caused him to be a full head shorter than Qi Zhuo, of course, this is a later story.

Qi Ye dismissed the three apprentices, thinking about the conversation at the table next to him when he was eating wontons in the market in the afternoon.

"The Huachao Festival will be in one month's time. I heard that the National Teacher will also participate in the blessing ceremony this time!"

"Really, Master Guoshi is coming too?"

"I don't know, but it's great that the master of the country can come! You must know that we have never had such a powerful national teacher in Bian Tang!"

......

National Division?Qi Ye lay on the bed, these two words appeared over and over in his mind.

Could it be the real Jing Yang?Thinking of this, Qi Ye fell into a deep sleep.

The author has something to say: If there is something badly written, welcome to criticize, I will work hard!