Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Chapter 324 Demon General or Demon King?

"Fellow daoists, I am the Great Elder of the Artifact Refining Sect, Qi Ping." The Great Elder raised his hand to salute these young monks.

When he came, the suzerain gave thousands of reminders, and he must not treat these few slowly.

After all, among these people, one is the son of the owner of Medicine King Valley, the other is the direct disciple of the lord of the Hehuan Sect, the chief disciple of the Hehuan Sect, and the other is the daughter of the great elder of the Changqiu Sect. of.

Ye Chao pushed Song Yizhi up while studying the Huizhu snail.

Let Song Yizhi deal with this kind of thing.

Song Yizhi was used to it, she raised her hand and said gently, "Elder Qi Ping, I am Song Yizhi, the Changqiu Emperor."

Song Yizhi?
Elder Qi Ping glanced at the rumored evil Song Yizhi, and his attitude became more respectful.

The elders of Xu Xiuli's side witnessed the tragedy with their own eyes. It was all written by her mother.

"Miss Song, I've heard about everything here. Next, I will take over as City Lord of the Artifact Refining City temporarily. I will help you solve the problems here." Elder Qi Ping said.

Song Yizhi nodded, and she asked, "We need a place to refine medicine."

"Arrange immediately." Elder Qi Ping glanced at the ordinary people nearby, then raised his hand and bowed deeply to Song Yizhi and the others and said, "I'm here for the time being, fellow Taoists."

Song Yizhi raised his hand in a salute, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "It's what every cultivator of immortality should do."

Elder Qi Ping looked at the calm and gentle Song Yizhi, and his opinion of her changed a lot.

"I'm going to deal with the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion now, and I'll come back later to have a look." Elder Qi Ping said.

Song Yizhi nodded.

Elder Qi Ping looked at the lord of the Refining City, grasped it with claws, and led him away.

After the person left, the guards looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Bei Xianyue turned the long sword in her hand, and said softly, "Nian you are just ignorant minions, I spare your life."

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

The excited voices of the guards sounded.

Bei Xianyue looked around, confirmed that there was no place to use them, waved her hand and said, "Let's go."

The guards cupped their fists at Bei Xianyue and gave a deep salute, then left.

Song Yizhi looked around at the surrounding people, walked up a few steps and asked in a gentle voice, "Is there anyone here who can talk?"

Many people raised their heads to look at Song Yizhi after hearing the words.

"Yes, yes!" A man hurriedly replied, "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang!"

"That's right! Uncle Yang!"

"Because these people have high fever, Uncle Yang went out to the mountains early in the morning to collect herbs!"

……

Seeing the light and respect in those people's eyes when they talked about Uncle Yang, Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that those people couldn't stop talking, Song Yizhi raised his hand and waved it, and all of them immediately became quiet.

Song Yizhi turned his head and said to Bei Xianyue, "Bei Xianyue, go out and find that Uncle Yang."

Bei Xianyue responded, and she used the teleportation array to leave here.

Looking at the female cultivator who disappeared in place in an instant, those people couldn't hide their surprise and awe in their eyes.

"Can you spare a room, we need to use it temporarily." Song Yizhi asked in a warm voice.

Those people looked at each other.

In this place, the most scarce thing is housing, and often a small house can accommodate a family of five or six people.

If the house was vacated, what would they do at night?
"I, my wife will be able to vacate the apartment." A white-haired old woman raised her hand tremblingly.

Not only Song Yizhi and others, but even the people around looked over.

They looked at the grandparent and grandson who depended on each other for life, with admiration in their eyes, and then they felt ashamed and guilty.

"If it wasn't for the fairy, my granddaughter might have died. It was the fairy who saved my life." The old woman's muddy eyes were full of gratitude.

Song Yizhi looked at the little girl who was snuggling beside the old woman, and her eyes fell on the old woman. She raised her hand and saluted, "Thank you, old woman."

The old woman waved her hands again and again, "The old woman can't bear it, she can't bear it."

"Fairy! We brothers can give up a room!" A young and strong man said loudly, "This couple, old and young, cannot live without a place!"

"Fairy, go to my house! Our place is clean!"

"Fairy, go to my place!"

……

Amidst the rising and falling voices, Song Yizhi looked at the anxious old woman, and already had an idea in his heart.

"Old lady." Song Yizhi raised his voice, "Please lead the way, please."

Everyone around fell silent.

The old woman's eyes suddenly brightened, and then she handed over her little granddaughter to a trustworthy person, and walked to the residence with a cane.

Song Yizhi and Ye Chao followed.

The old woman stretched out her hand and pushed open the dilapidated wooden door. She said enthusiastically, "This is our residence."

Song Yizhi bent slightly, stepped over the threshold and walked in.

The house is empty.

When Ye Chao bent down and walked in and saw the room, these four words popped up in his mind instantly.

"Thank you, old lady." Song Yizhi nodded, extremely gentle and polite.

The old woman waved her hands again and again, "Where did the fairy say that, if the fairy didn't come over, we don't know how many people would die here!"

Song Yizhi smiled, she talked to Ye Chao, and then sent the old woman back to Fayao.

After seeing off the old woman, Song Yizhi went back to the original road to watch Yechao study the antidote.

After walking about half of the way, a little boy with a thin face and yellow skin stumbled over.

Seeing that the little boy was about to fall to the ground, Song Yizhi reached out to help him up.

The little boy looked up at Song Yizhi, his eyes were extremely indifferent, not like a child.

In the next second, a short blade appeared in the little boy's hand.

"Pfft-"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh rang in the ears of the two of them.

The little boy looked at the short blade in his hand that hadn't been delivered yet, and he felt a pain in his heart belatedly.

He moved his eyes slowly, and then saw Song Yizhi holding a dusty short knife and sending it into his heart.

"You..." The little boy looked up and met a pair of peach blossom eyes with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Those eyes were beautiful, but also deep and unfeeling.

She found out? !
How can it be!

Song Yizhi's hand holding the short blade moved slightly, and the sound of the sharp blade stirring flesh and blood sounded. Her voice was gentle and soft, "The devil general or the devil king?"

The little boy's pupils shrank instantly.

Sure enough, she found out!
"Ugh——" The burn from the soul body distorted the little boy's face.

In the next second, a phantom floated out of the boy's body and quickly dispersed.

Song Yizhi looked at the fleeing phantom, the corners of his mouth curved a little deeper.

If he was stabbed by the soul knife and could still escape, that phantom was either a demon general or a demon king.

It's interesting that I was thinking about myself before the Artifact Master Conference even started.

Song Yizhi drew out the short blade, watched the dead little boy fall to the ground, and sighed slightly.

How to deal with this corpse is a bit troublesome.

Forget it, he is also an innocent child, let him die in peace.

After she figured it out, Song Yizhi put away the soul knife. She didn't dislike the little boy's dirtyness, she bent down and reached out to pick up the little boy's body and continued walking back.

(End of this chapter)