Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 226 Three days later, Qiushuiting, see you soon.

Jin Chong Building.

The old man Zhuanyu was in the lobby on the first floor, holding a cup in his hand, which was filled with scarlet liquid.

At this time, he was smiling and looking at a figure below.

A disciple knelt down on one knee, his face was full of pain and bewilderment, and his body seemed to be shaking violently uncontrollably.

And on the body of this disciple, there is a huge black bird lying tightly on its body.

The giant bird was tightly attached to him, and its long neck wrapped around the disciple's neck.

The two heads that were close together seemed to be glued together, the flesh and feathers mingled, and he tried desperately to pull them apart, but they were stretched like strings, and he couldn't break free from the entanglement.

Half of the disciple's face was quickly assimilated by the black bird, and a lot of distortions appeared on his face.

He begged the foolish old man who looked up and smiled.

"Master... Master, save me!"

The old man Zhuoyu put the cup down from his mouth calmly, and licked the blood stains on the corner of his mouth.

"The mind is not firm, and it can be taken away so easily. This kind of talent is not as good as the body. Do you still need to be a teacher for such things?
You should know the rules, whoever wins is the teacher's disciple. "

"No! Master! This disciple doesn't want to become a shell! Save the disciple... save the disciple..."

The disciple below was still screaming heart-piercingly, hoping that the old man Zhuanyu could help him, but the old man Zhuanyu stopped talking and remained indifferent.

As the disciple's physical body and shell continued to be entangled, countless black substances poured into his body frantically, and a large amount of black air burst out from his eyes.

After a while, the disciple's body stopped shaking and gradually calmed down.

The giant black bird lying tightly on his body wanted to struggle, but it quickly dissipated into a large amount of black air, and finally retracted into his body.

There was a thick layer of black light in the eyes, and the disciple's expression quickly recovered, and he looked at the old man who was above him.

"Thank you, Master!"

He seemed to be still getting used to this body, his movements were a little uncoordinated, but he looked decent.

The old man Zhuanyu smiled, but he lost interest after only two glances, and waved his hand to the disciple below, signaling him to back down.

The disciple quickly retreated respectfully, only old man Zhuanyu was left in the hall, and it became extremely quiet.

After a while, I saw the old man Zhuanyu staring at the outside of the Jin Chong Tower, and spoke slowly.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in?"

"Hehe, I'm waiting for you to invite me in, Zhuanyu!"

Before the sound of people arriving, a figure wearing a white Taoist robe appeared in the hall of Jin Chonglou, looking at the old man Zhuanyu face to face.

The person who came was a middle-aged man who looked about 50 years old, with sharp eyes.

He was wearing a white Taoist robe, but his beard and hair were all green, and he exuded a faint green aura all the time.

The man didn't keep his feet firmly on the ground, but floated in mid-air a foot above the ground.

But even so, when the green air emanating from his body touched the ground, the ground was like boiling water, with bubbles constantly bubbling out and being strongly corroded.

"Wang Zhao, if you don't stay in your dojo well, what are you doing here?"

With a calm expression on his face, the old man Zhuanyu picked up the cup again and poured a full cup into the blood hole in his chest, bringing it to his mouth.

"Is it good to drink? Give me a drink too."

Wen Zhao didn't answer his question, but looked at the cup in Zhuan Yu's hand with some excitement and said.

"You can't drink this stuff, so it's free."

"Stingy! Talk like no one has it."

Manzhao smiled coldly, and the green energy emanating from his body immediately gathered into a stream, forming a cup shape in his hand.

The cup was bubbling, and it was full of thick dark green syrup, which he drank down in one gulp.

"Hiccup~"

The cup in his hand dissipated into green air, and he burped immediately, a strong green air escaped from his seven orifices, his face became a little more comfortable, and then he looked at the old man Zhuan Yu again.

"I came to you because I wanted to say something good. Do you still remember the five-star disciple Yin Zhou from Tieshan Tower? He is my disciple now, hehe."

"I'm not strong-willed, jealous and impatient, although I have good talent, but it's too embarrassing to use it."

The foolish old man chuckled.

As for Yin Zhou, how could he not remember it? After all, that kid approached him several times and wanted to worship him as his teacher, but he refused all of them.

Hearing what the old man Zhuanyu said, Wen Zhao smiled coldly.

"So what? Talent and strength are the most important! Didn't you also accept a new disciple, that guy's cultivation base is only in the middle stage of flesh and blood, far worse than Yin Zhou, your vision is getting more and more discerning question.

Look at these disciples under your seat, how can they compare with my disciples, no wonder you are no longer comparable to us in the Golden Thread Pavilion, you have fallen! "

Wen Zhao sneered, without any backing down.

"If you just talk about this matter, then you can go now, the old man will not keep you."

The old man Zhuanyu didn't change his expression. If just a word made him unsteady, then he is still called old man Zhuanyu.

"Of course not."

Wen Zhao smiled.

"Actually, I'm only here to stop you for a moment."

"Stop me?"

There was a trace of doubt on the old man's face.

The next moment, his face suddenly changed slightly, his eyes suddenly turned to the south, and then his eyes froze.

"Is this what you mean?"

He slowly put down the cup in his hand, and looked at Wen Zhao with a hint of malevolence in his eyes.

"No, no, how could this be what I meant? It's just that my new apprentice wants to prove himself. He begged me, so I came."

"Actually, I really want to see it too. Will you regret it? You just pushed a disciple with excellent talent and aptitude to me. This time, you really missed your mark."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill him?"

The old man Zhuanyu's face became very cold, and his tone was full of solemnity.

"Then kill it, anyway, it's fair for our two disciples to change one by one.

But I'm here now, you can't kill him yet, at least you have to wait until he's done. "

Manzhao continued to smile, but didn't take the old man Zhuanyu's words to heart.

"As for now, you can only drink tea with me here first."

As soon as the words fell, countless green air gathered in his hand to form a cup again.

"I'm not as stingy as you, would you like a drink?"

"..."

……

Small attic.

Looking at the guy named Yin Zhou in front of him, the first thing he said was a gauntlet, a showdown.

Yang An went through all the memories about him in his mind, and he was convinced that he had no contact with this person at all, and he didn't know him at all.

Is this guy out of his mind?

Oh yes!I almost forgot that these cultivators, whether they are monks or demons, have brain problems.

"Senior Brother Yang, don't worry, Junior Brother just wants to compete with you to decide whether to live or die. Let Elder Zhuanyu see who is worthy to be his disciple."

There was a wanton smile on Yin Zhou's handsome face. He clearly called himself a junior, but when facing Yang An, his tone had a sense of condescension, as if Yang An was the junior.

"If you want to go to apprentice, you go to my master, what has it to do with me?"

"It has nothing to do with Senior Brother, but Junior Brother just wants Elder Zhuanyu to see that the disciples he accepts will be trampled under my feet, and I will prove to him that his vision is nothing more than that!"

"..."

Yang An was speechless, he said how could a stranger whom he didn't know suddenly fight, now that he understood, he dared to say that this guy's target was not him, but the foolish old man.

It's just that he wants to use him to attract the attention of the foolish old man.

Thinking of this, Yang An couldn't help laughing.

"So, the younger brother is determined to eat me?"

"In Qiushui Court three days later, senior brother can come to the appointment, but if you choose to admit defeat now, junior brother will not make things difficult for you."

Yin Zhou also said with a smile, looking very confident.

There is a small gap between him and Yang An, but he can not only display the strength of the late stage of flesh and blood.

Cultivation is only the appearance of strength, not the whole of strength.

He is more than that.

"In that case..."

Yang An thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, see you in Qiushuiting in three days."

"Hehe, senior brother is really refreshing, so I will bid farewell to you, see you in three days!"

Yin Zhou got a satisfactory answer, turned around and left with a smile on his face.

Watching Yin Zhou gradually leave the back of the small attic, getting farther and farther away.

A question popped up in Yang An's mind.

Qiushuiting... Where is it?

Forget it, it's not important, anyway, he never thought about going to Qiushuiting from the beginning to the end.

hum-

A glimmer of light emerges, and the light bursts forth.

Yang An got up from his seat, and behind him suddenly appeared a halo emitting solemn and holy light.

The next moment, the whole person instantly disappeared in place.

(End of this chapter)