Picking up cubs and cultivating immortality: Sect disciples can all read minds

Jingxi has clear rewards and punishments, and the flying demon outside the sky helps her. She asks the three demons what they want.

The three demons looked at each other and said in unison: "We don't want anything, we want to follow you!"

Jing Xi: "..."

OK!

She still wanted to let them go.

Little did they know that this was what the three demons thought. The little demon must have wanted to pretend to let them express their wishes, and then have an excuse to punish them.

Humph, they have learned a lot and will not be fooled!

Jing Xi watched their expressions changing constantly, like a rainbow.

"By the way, what are the weaknesses of your outer flying demon clan?"

Jing Xi asked casually.

One of the flying demons from outside the world opened his mouth to answer, but was covered by the other two.

Seeing this, Jing Xi said: "I just want to defeat the flying demons from outside the world and leave the secret realm. I don't want to kill them all, at least I won't kill you."

"Like this," Jing Xi swore, "I swear, if I hurt you, I will be struck by lightning and poisoned to death!"

The three demons were shocked!

Is the little devil so perfunctory with them?

Our strength has declined, not amnesia or stupidity!

The little devil is not afraid of lightning... It should be said that no thunder dares to hit her, and he is not afraid of poison... She is immune to all poisons!

Seeing that the flying demon outside the sky remained silent, Jingxi took out the Golden Crow and wiped his sword. "Three demons, you touch me, I touch you," he decided to tell Jingxi.

After all, a dead fellow is not a poor fellow!

Besides, if their clan of flying demons can be resurrected, it’s just a matter of dying once.

In order to prevent Jing Xi from failing to keep his word and locking them away after getting what he wanted to know, Tianwai Fei Mo asked Jing Xi to make a contract with them. After the contract, they would become his own!

Jing Xi readily agreed and gave them good names - Mo Yi, Mo Er, Mo San.

It's simple, concise and easy to understand, and the flying demons from outside the world will be so happy that they will almost cry! ——
It was true that I cried, but it wasn't from happiness.

While Er San was crying, Mo Yi was the first to say: "Master, when it comes to our weaknesses, we have to start with our preferences..."

Mo Er rushed to speak, "We, ahem, don't stick to trivial matters. The black mist you see is all impurities in the spiritual energy and demonic energy. The human race can use the Dust Removal Technique to eliminate us!"

Mo San watched them finish talking and racked his brains to say a message, "But there is a disadvantage in using the Dust Removal Technique. After using it, we cannot release the spiritual energy for the human race to absorb."

Jing Xi concluded that the flying demon outside the sky is equivalent to "dust", and the dust removal trick is a vacuum cleaner.

The monks all used relatively powerful spiritual techniques to attack the flying demons outside the sky. Who knew that the powerful flying demons outside the sky would be afraid of the small dust-removing techniques?
But it was best for Jing Xi to take action, otherwise it would be a waste of resources.

Well, waste recycling.

Jing Xi divided the human disciples into nine teams, and each team leader was the team leader. She held a meeting for them, and then asked them to relay the meeting contents to the team members.

When the war with the flying demons begins again, the expression on the human race is like this: ()
For the sake of aura, rush to the duck! ! !
As a result, while the flying demons outside the sky were still in a daze, they were all captured.

The human race disciples were divided into several groups, and each group was assigned an extraterrestrial flying demon. They used the dust-removing technique to beat them to a state of unconsciousness and no brain damage, and just waited for Jing Xi to explode.

Each one of them was like a little chick waiting for food, waiting for the arrival of the hen mother Jing Xi.Jing Xi was busier than a bee, jumping up and down in the sea of ​​people. He worked for three days and three nights before he blew up all the flying demons.

Fortunately, the monk didn't have to sleep, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to hold on.

The moment all the flying demons disappeared from the sky, a golden avenue appeared out of thin air on the Tianyan battlefield, leading to nowhere.

The golden avenue on the surface is shining with golden light!
Everyone heard a voice, and that voice said that if you keep walking along this road, you can reach the land of opportunity.

The golden avenue seemed to be thousands of miles long, but girls were still careful. Meng Lingyun directed the disciples of Mu Linggen to make a roofless sedan for Jing Xi to sit on, and Qingcuo arranged for the disciples to take turns carrying it.

Jing Xi didn't refuse, she was tired.

Others were not idle either, giving massages, feeding fruits, and fanning themselves, doing all 81 kinds of tricks.

There were also people performing acrobatics for Jing Xi, which was very lively.

Zhongjun, who was squeezed out of the inner circle: "..."

That’s all, I’d better practice hard!
Chongjun feels that this is a really good place. There is no need to practice, the spiritual energy will automatically penetrate into the body.

Jing Xi enjoyed the treatment of an emperor. It could be said that none of their own sect leaders, family leaders, or alliance leaders had ever enjoyed such treatment.

They were chatting and laughing along the way, but they didn't mind the long journey. After just a few gossips, they were almost at the end.

Jing Xi was enjoying the delicious food on the sedan chair while listening to the gossip with his ears pricked up. It could be said that he had listened to all the gossip for the next few years.

"Hey, let me tell you some gossip about my master."

The mysterious secret path of Qingcuo.

After spending so many days together, Qingcuo, a girl who was originally quite serious and unsmiling, became lively.

Her master is the Master of Gongsun of the Wanjian Sect. Jing Xi must listen carefully because the Master of Gongsun owes her 700 million spiritual stones!
I don’t know if the head of the Meng family asked her to come over.

Jing Xi urged: "What gossip? Come and listen."

Qingcuo made a speechless expression: "My master respected him as an old man, but he was dumped by my master's wife!"

After saying this, several big eyes lit up around him, twinkling like stars.

Li Wenxuan of the Beast Taming Sect has a good relationship with Qingcuo. He asked curiously: "What happened between Master Gongsun and Sister Ji? I heard that they have a good relationship!"

"You're behind on the news," Qingcuo waved his hand, "My master and his wife separated decades ago, but they just didn't spread to the outside world. Only a few people in our Wanjian Sect know about it."

"But this news can no longer be kept secret. Sooner or later everyone will know it. I will reveal it to you first."

Qingcuo is really feeling uncomfortable. Everyone else has gossip to talk about, but Wanjian Sect doesn't have it, so aren't they falling behind?
"You can't say it was me," Qingcuo urged. "After my master and my master's wife became Taoist couples decades ago, he also had a romantic relationship with a female cultivator. It was a romantic affair. Later, my master's wife found out. Yes, the couple had a big fight."

"Master's wife originally wanted to terminate her relationship with Taoist monks at that time, but she found out that she was pregnant and forgave my master for the sake of the child."

"When my wife was giving birth, my master got into trouble and brought the previous female cultivator into the sect. The female cultivator stole the newborn child..."

Qingcuo didn't say what happened next, and everyone knew that it was just that the child was not found, and Qingcuo's wife broke off relations with the Gongsun clan master in anger.

Qingcuo shook his head and sighed, "My little senior sister is also pitiful. She should have been the little princess held in the palms of the Wanjian Sect and the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, but now she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead."

After saying that, she looked at Mu Huainan, "Fellow Daoist Mu, has my wife returned to the Rogue Cultivator Alliance?"

(End of this chapter)