The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

"Having never been to the secret realm one after another, it just so happens that the Taiqing Valley is open, there is nothing wrong with him going to see it."

Daoist Huantian also came here, and his opinion was the same as that of Fang Xiu again, "I will take good care of him and not let him get hurt."

After receiving the special care of the powerful people one after another, I feel very complicated.

He is aware of his weight, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators are definitely not the opponents of Jindan monsters.

However, as Daoist Huantian said, if it is safe and sound, going to the secret realm to experience it will be beneficial and harmless.

From the heart, he wanted to go.

"No." A resolute tone that was elegant but not negotiable reached his ears, "Ah Xu doesn't need to go to such a dangerous place as the Secret Realm."

Daoist Juechen smiled gently and looked at him one after another, a trace of unexplainable darkness flashed in the handsome eyes that are hard to draw: "A Xu, the spiritual grass and spiritual mines in the secret realm can be given to you as a teacher, you don't need to be like others. , risking to fight and snatch.”

"After the trial is over, I will find another place with beautiful mountains and rivers for the teacher to take you to play. Don't go to the secret realm, be obedient."

Even if only a small number of disciples with outstanding talents or who are favored by the master can go to Taiqing Valley, there are hundreds of people from the twelve peaks together.

Master is in the position of supervisor and guard, so it is impossible to take care of himself all the time.

It is even more unacceptable for the uncle to throw the task to the master like that, and to be indifferent to others.

One after another, unwilling to cause trouble to the master willfully, he replied with lowered eyes: "Disciple obeys."

Fang Xiu frowned, glanced at Taoist Juechen, snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Liu Changji was silent for a few moments, then suddenly said: "One after another, come here, I have something to say to you alone."

What would Daoist Huantian want to say to himself?

He glanced sideways at Master one after another.Taoist Juechen was noncommittal, and this attitude was tacit approval.

Filled with confusion, he followed Daoist Huantian to a quiet place not far from the pavilion.

"I told you before that Wen Feng deliberately didn't let you study swordsmanship," Liu Changji glanced at the figure in the gazebo, "He and Ouyang Bige are right, practicing swords is really hard. You don't need to suffer this."

"But this seat believes that things are not as simple as he said."

Wenfeng deliberately buried Lianlian's talent, it was precisely because of this that he was curious about Lianlian and took the initiative to explore it.

He also planned to forcibly accept him as a disciple, force him to practice swords, and go against Wen Feng.

...And now, he himself does not want to suffer any pain or sin one after another.

He and Fang Xiu had exactly the same idea in the secret realm of Taiqing Valley, taking advantage of this rare opportunity to accompany them to visit one after another, without any danger at all.

For some reason, Wenfeng refused to let go.

There must be some special reason for this move, which he can't figure out for the time being.

But Wenfeng Cun's intentions are definitely not good.

He has known Wenfeng for many years and knows that he is not a good person.

"Although he is your master now, you don't have to listen to him in everything. If you want to go, I will always be with you and won't let you hurt a hair."

Another one who intends to throw all his responsibilities to the master after entering the secret realm? !

That's all for Fang Xiu, why is Huantian Peak Master like this?Doesn't he care about his own disciples?

One after another, I feel a little dissatisfied, if I don't want to fulfill this duty, why should I accept this matter.

Master has to take care of more than a hundred Qiantian disciples by himself, can he take care of it?

Besides, if I don't listen to my master, should I listen to him?

Liu Changji hasn't given up accepting himself as a disciple yet?

Master is right, he just shouldn't go to the secret realm.

He lowered his eyes towards Liu Changji and cupped his hands, his voice was cold: "Thank you, Peak Master Liu, for your kindness. Don't bother Peak Master."

The melodious voice spoke indifferent words, Liu Changji only felt pierced by the soft thorn of frost again, and the apex of his heart felt cold and painful.

He has been in Yantian for many years, and few monks in the world dare to say no to him in front of him.

As long as it doesn't meet his wishes, there is no escape from a dead end.

The person in front of him was presumptuous in front of him time and time again, dismissive of his intentions.

There was nothing he could do about him.

His whole life has been completely planted in the hands of one after another, and he will never recover.

"It's up to you." He sighed helplessly, "If you change your mind, just let me know when you want to go, no matter what, as long as you want, I can do it for you."

The tip of Qingyan's eyes half drooped, and she regarded the other party's words as passing wind, and did not respond.

The two walked back to the gazebo, Fang Xiu immediately asked: "What did Liu Chang send you?"

Obviously he could transmit sound, but Liu Changji would call him aside one after another every time, and leaned over to speak in his ear, his movements were extremely ambiguous, which made Fang Xiu angry.

"It's still a matter of the secret realm of Taiqing Valley." Responding to him one after another, "Peak Master Liu asked me to tell my uncle that my uncle is responsible for protecting the safety of Qiantian's disciples, so I hope you don't neglect your duties."

Fang Xiu was stunned.

In fact, he guessed that Liu Changji might be trying to persuade Succession not to listen to the rumors.

He wanted to say the same thing himself.

It's a pity that because of Wenfeng's life-saving grace, the respect for him is almost blind.

I don't believe that Wenfeng is not a good person at all.

What's more, why didn't Wenfeng let them go to the secret realm one after another?He hasn't figured it out yet.

But Lian Li, who has always been respectful and distant, seldom joked with him once, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

After Juechen and Huantian came over, Fengming Peak Master also walked over.

She heard all the conversation just now.

Everyone in Qiantianzong knows how much Taoist Juechen loves his two apprentices.

Although she also felt that Fang Xiu, Huantian, and Juechen himself were all in the secret realm, and nothing would happen to these disciples.

But she can't comment on the decision of their master and apprentice.

At this moment, the atmosphere was a bit dull again, she turned to Qin Shi who was sitting aside: "You won't go either, will you?"

A Fengming Peak disciple answered with a smile: "Brother Qin has such a cultivation level, if he enters the secret realm, what else can he give us?"

From the main hall to the gazebo, Qin Shi has been on the sidelines, quietly watching the succession.

One after another is too pleasing to the eye, even if the scenery of Qianyuan Fairy Mountain is magnificent, it can only become a dull background.

The only brush stroke in the world, it took away all his mind.

He also had a panoramic view of everything just now.

He knew the master's preference for his younger brother a long time ago.At this time, I also felt a trace of unusual, unspeakable weirdness.

Uncle Master and Daoist Huantian wanted to stay together in the secret realm one after another, twelve hours a day regardless of day and night, so it should be normal.

He himself originally had the same idea.

He couldn't figure out why the master didn't want his junior to enter the secret realm?

Although just now, as usual, with a respectful and indifferent attitude, he half-cast his eyes, but smiled slightly from time to time.That bright smile made his heart skip a beat, making him feel happier.

It's a pity that now the bright smile is clouded again.

He comforted his sweetheart softly: "Master is also worried about your safety."

This is definitely not the reason, Qin Shi knew it well.He had to stay at Lingyuan Peak, so naturally he didn't want to enter the secret realm one after another.

She raised her mouth one after another, showing a flawless false smile, and nodded to show that she understood.

From the smile of this hypocrite, he could read the unconcealed schadenfreude.

He has no obsession with the secret realm, and if he can't go there, he can't go. I don't know why Qin Shi is secretly happy.

He turned his attention to Master, Huantian Peak Master and Fengming Peak Master.

It's a pity that at this moment, Master and Huantian Peak Master both drank tea in silence and didn't say a word.

Fang Xiu even sat between the two of them, with an impatient and fierce look on his face, showing all his annoyance on the surface.

The master of Fengming Peak joked a few words, but no one paid any attention to it, and he stopped making fun of himself.

Peak Master Danxia saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he dragged another peak master over to greet Fengming Peak Master.

Everyone has their own concerns, and there are no exciting scenes worth writing about.

Sneaking glances at the side one after another, the senior sisters of Fengming Peak all had disappointed and sad faces.

It was a rare gathering, the three of them will get together next time, and I don't know how long they will have to wait.

After the luncheon, the peak owners dispersed separately.After losing interest one after another, it was quite regretful to follow Master back to Lingyuan Peak.

***

There are no four seasons in Xianshan Mountain, but Lingyuan Peak is full of flowers and trees, and the four seasons are like spring.

The side peaks that have been inhabited one after another are at the outermost periphery of the mountain protection circle, and their mana is the weakest.Recently, the tall forests and vegetation have become more luxuriant, and Qingyang has also become a little hotter.

According to the normal season, it has already turned into midsummer.

Taoist Juechen was not allowed to enter the secret realm of Taiqing Valley one after another, and he didn't care too much about it one after another, but the master seemed to be afraid of his unhappiness, so he came to his courtyard every day to teach sword skills.

Fang Xiu and Qin Shi also arrived by appointment.

After being dragged around by several people one after another, the toss was unbearable.

In the practice of the way of the sword, the more you go, the more you go.

After finally waiting for three days, the secret realm was opened, and his unfilial apprentice let out a long sigh of relief.

As soon as the master left Lingyuan Peak, one after another, the evil disciples who were obedient and obedient, immediately slipped from the path in front of the house to the deep woods.

The big bitter gourd, Yu Xing, suffered from internal injuries for several months, and also came here after a long absence.

He forced the two of them to practice swords with him one after another, making Xue Songyu and Yu Xing suffer unspeakably. Only when the sun set on the western mountain and a few stars rose did they let them go back to the peak.

He sparred with others all day before he found his own rhythm with the sword.

Humming an out-of-tune ditty all the way, it was rare to go back to the house in a happy mood.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, I was about to go to bed early after washing, when there was a very faint sound outside the window, which was different from the usual insects.

Qingyan's eyes shrank slightly, and her keen senses made her aware of the approaching danger in advance.

"Who!" He drew his sword out of its sheath in an instant, pointing the tip of the sword in the direction of the unusually slight evening wind.

With a clang, the two long swords collided suddenly.

The attacker obviously didn't expect that the target was aware of his existence and attacked him first.

The eyes exposed above the face covering opened wide, revealing the unbelievable shock.

He didn't feel the aura from the opponent one after another—presumably in order to assassinate him, he deliberately used magic to cover his breath, so as to avoid the edge of the formation, the weakest magic circle.

Too bad the assassins underestimated him.

The assassin covered with a black scarf was afraid of being perceived by others, and his identity would be discovered, so he did not dare to use mana.

But being able to avoid the merciless fatal blow one after another was far beyond his expectations.

He missed a hit and fled from the window immediately.

Who is this killer?

Gradually, he realized that he was hated by others, and there were countless people who wanted to kill him.

He is a direct disciple of Taoist Lord Juechen, and everyone has only a wicked heart but no courage.

With a master around, no Nascent Soul cultivator like Qin Shi dared to do anything to him.

The assassin used magic to hide his aura, so he couldn't perceive the opponent's cultivation level.

It's just that judging from the move he made, he wasn't a very formidable opponent.

He hesitated for a moment, jumped out of the window, and chased after him.

Just after two steps, the masked man suddenly turned around.

Although he didn't hear the sound, he could feel it one after another, and the other party obviously smiled.

Suffered.He said badly to himself, and retreated quickly, but the opponent threw an object at him.

A handful of dust with a strange smell spilled on him.

Is the powder poisonous?

The infuriating energy of the body protection is activated immediately, but it is not poisonous.

Just as he was in doubt, a ray of light appeared again, quickly surrounding him.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, and he was teleported to the edge of a strange high cliff.

Concentrating one after another, the surrounding vegetation is deep and deep, rising and falling with the cool night wind.

The sound of insects was heard, and there was no suspicious aura within ten feet.

The assassin didn't teleport over?

The reason why he chased him out was not all due to recklessness.

The masked man didn't dare to make a big move on Lingyuan Peak to attract others' attention.

Even if he didn't expect the opponent to have such a move, he firmly believed that the master must have left a life-saving technique on him, and his life would not be in danger.

Just, where is this place?

Different from the usual uninhabited barren hills, there is one more object on the cliff here that he has never seen before.

A long and narrow crack in space floated in the air, and it was pitch black in the crack, occasionally a gleam of light flashed, but it was impossible to see what it was.

The assassin teleported him here because of this thing?

With deep precautions, he stood three steps away with his sword in his hand, and waited carefully for a while, but nothing happened.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to leave first.

Although he doesn't know where this place is, how should he return to Lingyuan Peak, it's always right to stay away from unknown dangers.

After walking a few steps, another white light hit.

It seems that the opponent has already set a trap, no matter whether it is advancing or retreating, the result is the same.

One after another, he felt as if he was being pulled by something. He clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, ready to guard against the opponent's sudden attack at any time, but there was no bigger disturbance.

Suddenly, the surrounding scenery changed again.

He was again in a strange forest.

Where is this again?

Unlike the cliff that was completely silent just now, they were planning to use their spiritual sense to investigate one after another. Before they could act, a powerful aura approached rapidly not far away.

A strange roar that had never been heard before shook into my ears at the same time as the speeding footsteps.

Two breaths later, under the golden moonlight in the white, a mandrill-like monstrous beast with silvery white body and the height of about two people appeared in front of one after another.

It is impossible for such a monster to appear in Qiantianzong.

This is not Qian Tianzong.

Where did the masked man teleport him?

When the mandrill saw its prey, its eyes sparkled with excitement.

There was another roar, and the long arms as thick as stone pillars were wrapped in a huge wind-breaking force, and they rushed towards them one after another.

The strong stench was almost condensed into substance, making people unable to open their eyes.

Fly back sideways one after another, avoiding the powerful blow that is as fast as thunder.

He punched the ground heavily, smashing the flat ground into a huge deep hole.

The soil shone with a dark brown light, and countless broken stones, like sharp flying knives, fell down like raindrops.

After dodging one blow after another, the figure was firm and stable, and the second wave of attacks came again.

He hurriedly raised his sword to resist, and the sword wind formed a dense net of silver light in front of him.Although half of the flying stones were blocked, some still passed by, and blood splashed in an instant.

In just a short time, after two rounds of confrontation, he has personally experienced the ferocity and strength of his opponent.

The smell of blood quickly diffused around, stimulating the Lingtai and Qihai together with the scorching pain all over his body.

This is not the first time that they have encountered opponents who are stronger than themselves.

On several occasions he has fought against opponents stronger than himself.He knows very well that the more difficult it is, the more calm he must be.

The mandrill's long arm strikes again, with such force as to shake mountains and rocks.

A sharp glow flashed across the clear eyes, and with the bright moonlight, he could clearly see the opponent's attack.

The toe of the white boot stomped on the ground, and the thin figure flew sideways like the wind and frost.Hold the sword in both hands one after another, and firmly stabilize the three-foot green front shining with cold light in mid-air.

The huge arm with silver fur curled up and whistled softly. After the fierce attack was staggered by the opponent, it slammed directly into the sharp sword tip.

This is exactly the desired result.

He didn't move, but because the opponent couldn't hold back his fierce attack, the long sword cut a line from his wrist to his shoulder, and the bone was deeply visible.

The mandrill was in unbearable pain, and suddenly let out a roar of fury.The split deep wound completely aroused the ferocity of the monster, and its round eyes were suddenly stained with crimson blood. It turned around sharply and attacked the prey even more fiercely.

Even though the opponent's attack is getting faster and faster, the strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the heart becomes more and more calm one after another.

He is sure that he can win.

The furious beast punched out of nowhere, relying only on instinct, one after another did not confront it head-on.

He dodges left and right, luring his opponent to slam into the thick branch and giant tree.

The deafening roar was mixed with the muffled sound of the giant tree falling. In less than half a moment, the mandrill was already scarred.

The eyes of the monsters that have lost all their wits are gleaming with red blood, and they are about to fight the final battle of the trapped beasts.

Fine blood droplets fell straight down from a high altitude along with the blood-stained fur, and the whistling wind blasted clouds of fine blood mist, dripping into the messy broken branches and residual trees all over the ground.With the impact force from top to bottom, the giant fist hammered down hard, trying to smash the opponent into a puddle of flesh.

One after another quickly turned sideways, once again avoiding the beast's heavy punch with a slight distance of one inch.

At the same time, with a twist of the wrist, the horizontal sword drew a silvery cold light, changed direction instantly, from bottom to top, and stabbed straight towards the heart of the monster.

The stench of warm blood surged out in an instant, splashing dark red, and the crisp sound of ticking water was mixed with the muffled sound of skin being torn apart.

Because of the loss of strength, the huge body was still slowly falling towards the opponent, and the three-foot long sword fell into the body inch by inch.

Sen Bai's fangs stuck into his thinning shoulders, making the last dying struggle.

One after another, as if they could not feel the pain, they stood still with no expression on their faces, bearing all this indifferently.

Under the bright moonlight, one man and one beast faced each other silently, and even the cool night wind blew silently.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that there is only a short moment of stone fire and quicksand, and it seems like 1000 years in a second.

The Senbai fangs embedded in the flesh and blood finally lost their strength, and the deep breathing no longer came from the neck.

The ferocious monster completely died.

A stern gleam flashed in Qingyan's eyes, she raised her feet one after another, and kicked hard at the huge body in front of her.The monstrous beast as strong as a boulder fell on its back, making a dull and loud noise, crushing broken wood and rocks all over the ground.

He breathed a sigh of relief one after another.

After resting for less than half a breath, he acted immediately again, pulling out the long sword that was completely submerged in the heart of the monster, and then piercing the abdomen of the beast with a sword, cutting open the dantian.

The smooth and slender fingers possessed a ferocious strength that did not match their appearance.

The five fingers reached into the belly of the beast swiftly and resolutely, and with a single grab, a blood-stained golden pill was instantly pulled out.

He wiped the inner alchemy casually on the corner of his clothes one after another, not caring about the dark red left on the golden light, and swallowed it in one gulp.

There is not much time left for him, so he has to be quick.

Before that, the assassin had sprinkled a handful of strange-smelling dust on him.

At that time, he still didn't know what the non-poisonous incense powder was.

Until he was attacked by a monster, injured, and bled, he instantly understood the opponent's intentions.

The blood aura all over his body did not make his whole body stink, but instead exuded a strong and strange fragrance.

The incense powder on his body should be some kind of medicine that can attract wild animals.

So as soon as he came to this strange deep forest, within a moment, a powerful monster appeared.

At this moment, the fragrance powder is fused with the blood, and the medicinal power is brought to the extreme.

Presumably, new monsters will arrive in no time, and they will continue to flow.

The cleansing technique didn't work, he had to find a water source as soon as possible, and try to wash off the enchanting incense on his body.

It's a pity that he didn't know if he could last until that time.

Mandrill is definitely not the strongest king in this forest.

The enemies to face next will only get stronger and stronger.

And the assassin covered in black scarf.I don't know if it will follow here.

Maybe he is hiding in the shadows of the dense forest at this moment, waiting to smile and watch the monsters bitten him to pieces one after another, and die in Huangquan.

Maybe he will also look for the right time to release a cold arrow in the back.

The golden elixir of the mandrill melts a little bit of aura, warming and nourishing the blood.A strong opponent is not without any benefits.

This inner alchemy can be compared to a high-level elixir.

Several blood holes on the shoulder are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A fierce fight to the death did not exhaust Lian Lian, he was now in full swing and ready to face the next opponent at any time.

Although he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible and look for water sources, it was a pity that the enemies in the forest would not be kind enough to give him enough time.

At the moment when the mandrill fell down, it was less than half a cup of tea, and the dense vegetation made a rustling sound, and another powerful spiritual energy approached rapidly, and the cultivation level was above the golden core.

He squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly one after another, and stabbed in the direction where the long grass parted without hesitation.There was a clang of refined iron, and his arm was numb due to a strong shock.

The bright moon is bright, and the silver light is shining.One after another, they saw clearly the opponents hiding in the shadow of the long grass.

Not monsters, but individuals.

A monk who had never met before, dressed in the Taoist robe of the Qiantian Sect, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Is that the masked assassin?

But he shouldn't show up so early, it's wise to hide in the dark and wait for an opportunity.

I have doubts in my heart one after another, but the situation is unclear at the moment, and I don't have time to think about it.

For your own safety, if you have anything to say, restrain your opponent before asking.

The enemy monks didn't hold back one after another, a blue light flashed, and a talisman had rushed towards him.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

Liu Changji: Why do you still feel so aggrieved when you clearly take the role of the boss.

Because this is Lujiang, it is forbidden to brew Xiaoheiwu sauce sauce one after another.

2.

Master does have his own considerations, but it's not what Liu Changji and Fang Xiu imagined.

Master did not treat successively badly, Master is true love, I am already tired of talking about it.

3.

They were forcibly pulled into the secret realm by mysterious people one after another.

Get hurt right away.

Master: Look, if you don’t believe me, that’s how I am.

Double update today, there is another update at 12:[-]