Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

The set of star fighting swordsmanship Qin Jun was holding was indeed very well practiced. He was not so lofty, but really talented. Jiang Yinghe just watched it once and was very satisfied. He even pretended to be serious and taught him to persuade his apprentice to make steady and steady steps. In fact, he was happier than anyone else.

Coming to the realm of cultivation for more than a thousand years, he was shocked and at a loss from the beginning, and now his heart is still like water. He has rarely felt this sense of accomplishment...Before he was blocked by the system from accepting apprentices, and only now did he find apprentices. benefit.

It's a bit like a nurturing game. Watching them get better and better, there is a special satisfaction.

Just choosing the saber for the long night has troubled Jiang Yinghe for a long time.

Jiang Yinghe flipped through another roll of atlases recording sword weapons, but still did not choose a suitable one-Long Ye is still a young man, and his strength is not great. It is not suitable for a heavy long sword. If you can choose a soft sword, Is the most suitable for him.

Just as he was thinking about whether to cast a hand for the little apprentice, Bai Heyuyu's mysterious door sounded a soft knock, and then the door rang, and a small masked head peeked through the crack of the door. Coming out, his eyes looked expectantly.

...Is too cute.

Chang Ye's indistinguishable young beauty is too lethal to Jiang Yinghe, a single player with no emotional experience. Jiang Yinghe put down the sword map in his hand, watched the little apprentice smile at him sweetly, and then ran in close to him.

"Master." Chang Ye leaned over, sniffed the cold scent of his body quietly, and asked against his arm, "Did Brother Li spend the night here at Baiheyuyu? It doesn't mean that you can't let Master sleep with him. Huh? I slept on my own. Why do seniors have to be with him because the senior brother is so much older than me?"

He complained a few words and looked at Jiang Yinghe with bright eyes, the silver imprint on the center of his eyebrows faintly glowing, and his tone was a little stingy: "Master does not accompany Ye'er, nor can he accompany Senior Brother Li."

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment. He remembered that he habitually fell asleep yesterday when he returned the cold and warm meridians. When he got up early in the morning, he didn't see the big apprentice. He thought he would have gone back to rest long ago.

"He didn't go back?"

"Yeah!" Chang Ye nodded solemnly, "The Bi-Seed Spring Scenery where I live is facing Senior Brother Li's Fengxue Residence. I have watched it all night!"

Jiang Yinghe made him laugh, and raised his hand to knock on the head of the little apprentice: "What are you staring at?

people? Yesterday, your brother had a physical condition. "

Although the name of Qingjing Cliff is Ya, there are actually many peaks with different heights. Baihe Yuyu is in the center, surrounded by the blessed land of immortal mansions. Each cave mansion is named by Jiang Yinghe himself when he came to practice the Taoist temple.

It's just that there are few servants coming and going here, and he has only three disciples, so there are still many uninhabited dwellings in Qingjingya.

Chang Ye asked him to knock, and quickly reached out and rubbed his head, and muttered a few words in the voice of the young man who had not changed his voice: "Physical problems...today I went to Fengdao Yujianya for a fight with Qin Jun. By acting..."

His voice was too low. Jiang Yinghe didn't use his cultivation level, and he couldn't hear clearly. He lowered his head and asked, "What?"

"Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Qin are going to learn swordsmanship." Chang Ye said obediently, "I practiced for a while, thinking that Master only sleeps with Senior Brother, and doesn't like Ye'er anymore, so I can't continue to practice, so I came to Master."

On the contrary, he was right and confident, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Jiang Yinghe at his age.

In Jiang Yinghe's impression, he was rescued from the ice of the monster beast. He was not deeply involved in the world, innocent and pure, and helpless. It was normal to rely on the teacher a little.

"Why don't you like you?" Jiang Yinghe first comforted, and then doubted, "But how do you feel like raising you into a girl? Or I am too accustomed to you, and I am squeamish."

As he was reflecting on his own way of education, a young and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Disciple Lu Cheng, come to see the fairy with the command of the head."

When Jiang Yinghe heard that it was the person sent by the senior brother, he knew that there was something to discuss: "Come in."

A young man dressed as a cyan disciple entered between the profound gates, placed a black communication order on the jade case, and saluted: "The head said that more than a hundred years ago, Xianjun and Yan Zhenren went to calm down ghosts. , Is related to this matter."

Jiang Yinghe nodded lightly and watched the interrogation disciple exit the Xuanmen, without noticing the frowning eyebrows of the little disciple beside him.

It wasn't until the disciple left Baihe Yuyu that Chang Ye stretched out his hand and pressed the mask imaginarily, and the terrifying sense of territory slowly dissipated. He couldn't help but cling to Jiang Yinghe a little bit more, and later realized that he was too nervous just now.

It’s just to guard against those two ill-intentioned evil cultivators. How did he evolve to the point that even Penglai’s own disciple was close to Jiang Yinghe? He felt that he had offended his leadership.

area? Chang Ye moved his gaze and looked at the graceful profile of the master, for a moment he could hardly figure out his emotions.

He suddenly thought of the two people killed in the Hehuan Sect, and thought of the dirty words in the two populations. Once there was a slight association with the picture of "other people tarnishing the Master", Chang Ye felt like a bloodthirsty fire was burning in his chest.

He got closer, and was soothed by the light and cold fragrance of Jiang Yinghe.

--what happened? Could it be that after being frozen for so long, would he still be interested in the body of the Taoist monk?

Chang Ye propped up his jaw, pulled out a thread in the chaotic mind, and it took a long time to sort out a paragraph... He has no interest in Jiang Yinghe's Taoism, but he is...

Chang Ye held this glamorous face that killed the world. I didn’t know why it became indescribable. I didn’t notice that his master checked the communication order. When the indescribability slowly escalated, I heard Jiang Yingheqing lower and lower. Soft words.

"Yunzhou has just recuperated and the earth's energy has eased, and the ghosts will travel around the city and the Hundred Ghosts will travel by night. Since the ghosts are gathered together, we should also take precautions."

Chang Ye was interrupted for a while, blinked, and responded: "Yeah."

"Go back to practice well, and take you with me this time...Huh? Why are your ears so red?"

Chang Ye stretched out his hand to cover his ears. He didn't expect the temperature to be so high, and the shell jammed, and then he said, "Master is too hot here."

heat? Jiang Yinghe glanced around subconsciously.

Baihe Yuyu’s cold jade wall stubbornly exudes a cool breath under the evaluation of the word "hot"...

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The communication order includes not only the affairs of Yunzhou City this time, but also the Penglai faction and the deployment of many righteous personnel. These were not something Transsion could gradually explain, so Zhou Zhengping sent a communication order.

In addition to the communication order, the Penglai faction also held a rare face-to-face meeting.

Zhou Zhengping, the head of Penglai, Yan Caiwei, a real person in Changning, and a real person in Qing Yan, are endless... and Jiang Yinghe, who is the best talent and the highest level among their teachers.

Zhou Zhengping stroked Fuchen and explained to several people: "Hundred Ghosts will inevitably hurt the people of Hongchen. Not only me, but other Daoist Sects are also beginning to deal with this matter."

Yun Buxie was straightforward and asked directly: "What the **** is going on in Yunzhou? On the boundary of my East Continent, this place is not so dark, but why is it always here?"

Zhou Zhengping has pinched the deduction for a few days, but still

Although there is no clue, he sighed: "I don't know the reason, but I can't ignore it. There should be Buddhas in Lanruo Temple to speculate on the cause and effect. When you meet, you can ask Zen Master Huijing."

He said this to Jiang Yinghe. Among his juniors, only Junior Brother Jiang is the most stable one.

Jiang Yinghe nodded, and said: "Penglai disciple, with the teacher's guidance, family and friends love and care, compared to the wanton growth of ghosts, it is still a bit like a flower in a greenhouse. I think this time, you can..."

Before he could finish his words, the three people on the side trembled inexplicably, with a not-so-good premonition.

"Junior Brother Jiang..." Yan Caiwei, dressed in purple, swallowed, "You don't...want to take your apprentice?"

Jiang Yinghe responded earnestly: "Other Penglai disciples, if they are willing, can also practice together and do one more thing for the common people."

Yan Caiwei recalled the few people under his seat, and frowned her eyebrows melancholy: "It's not impossible."

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and said unhappily, "Does Senior Sister have any prejudice against them? You can tell me directly."

The cloud beside him kept talking and stopped, and looked at Zhou Zhengping at each other. The two of them didn't say a word for a while, and their eyes fell on Yan Caiwei.

Yan Caiwei sighed in a sad tone, and said, "I think the long night under your seat is okay. If Li Huanhan and Qin Jun show up, they are a demon body and a ghostly spirit. They are afraid that they will be wronged by other righteous disciples. It’s a bad fight to recognize your identity."

Jiang Yinghe: "..."

"Especially Qin Jun, he was invaded by ten thousand ghosts when he was young, and he is still fragile and ghostly aura. I am afraid that even Yuan Ying has been mixed with impurities." Yan Caiwei raised his eyes and looked very sad, "Qin Jun's temper... …Ok……"

Yan Caiwei stopped the sentence, did not add it for a long time, and the cloud beside it quietly added another sentence.

"... Annoyed him, he killed more people than ghosts."

Jiang Yinghe: "...That's not the case, isn't it?"

In his mind, Jun'er, who even asked him to save the precious tea cup, was so terrible as they said, at best, he was quick and self-satisfied.

Jiang Yinghe replied with a lack of confidence, and saw the eyes of the three converge together and stopped on himself. Junior Brother Xiaoyun even felt some unpleasant intuition, and after holding back for a long time, he said: "Because your apprentice treats you differently, a few of them are simply...Penglai is famous for its double standards!"

Jiang Yinghe looked at him blankly: "...Double standard?"