Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

On the edge of the Netherworld, there are many souls that have passed away.

They are often chaotic, just relying on the traction in the dark to enter the Styx, and then follow the movement of the heavens to be purified, and since then become a brand-new pure and true spirit, and the past and the past will be wiped out.

Only those souls that are protected by people enter the Netherworld, will they have the opportunity to reincarnate with Shen Feng memories.

On the way to death, people who have opened their minds, or those who have not been obsessed with a clear consciousness, are the most sober ghosts. They are often monks before they are alive. In the past, there are always things of resentment and thoughts. Profound, it becomes a resentful spirit.

Jiang Yinghe found a small teahouse where resentful spirits gathered.

There is no daylight in the Netherworld, and the sky is always dark and green. Wandering souls without wit can be seen everywhere, and ghosts with strong aura are often blue-faced, fangs, and abominable.

The owner of the small teahouse is a female Raksha, the most beautiful one Jiang Yinghe has seen during his journey. It's just that he has been with Chang Ye for a long time, and he is very resistant to this indistinguishable beauty. He just glanced at it and didn't look at it again.

The tea is made with Styx water, and it is filled with ghostly spar.

Jiang Yinghe had never seen this kind of tea. He had a fierce ideological struggle, and in the end he couldn't swallow it. He only poured a cup in his palm, and listened to the strange-looking little ghost chatting familiarly.

"Monster?" The little ghost poked the back of his hand, "How did you die?"

Jiang Yinghe was silent for a moment, glanced at him, and said lightly: "...it makes the apprentice angry."

There are many ghosts in the teahouse, and the content of the conversation is varied and messy. Jiang Yinghe's voice was not loud, only enough to be heard by the little ghost who came across.

The kid has green hair, hair scattered like seaweed. He propped his chin, his big copper bell eyes lit up like a light bulb: "Oh, it's not a coincidence. You are a demon, and you have an apprentice. Have you seen the latest "Netherworld Highlights"?"

Jiang Yinghe naturally couldn't show his dazedness, and nodded gently: "I've seen it naturally."

The green-haired little devil smacked his lips and said with a gossip on his face: "Our Sect Master...hey, you are dead now, and you can't be purified into a true spirit, even if you are from the Nether Realm. Our Sect Master is going crazy, go down ten. The evil spirits on the eighth floor have all been released to find someone. Tell me, this must not scare the human race to death."

Jiang Yinghe heard one or two from the head of the senior brother, but he didn't understand much. On the contrary, he just heard some details from the teahouse.

Based on the information, he added: "The lord does not allow evil spirits to hurt people."

Jiang Yinghe thought comfortingly, Qin Jun was still a bit sensible...To a certain extent, it was still not free.

"Hey, evil spirits always get sick in their minds. It's one thing to give orders, but it's another thing for them to be crazy." The green-haired kid poured a glass of Styx water. "The lord first fights with the devil of the blood river. One, cut the Styx river, the river has been flowing backwards for so long, and the Sect Master will not repair it anymore, not to mention the Netherworld, this great world will have problems... the other day, guess who came?"

Jiang Yinghe didn't take into account the other party's question, but asked: "The Styx doesn't work? The world..."

"Human world, then hang on with a breath of immortality. Sovereign no longer picks up the river. I guess the newborns in the world are not really spiritless, born stupid, or walking corpses, dead."

The green-haired kid used four words in a row, and seemed to think that the dead little demon in front of him didn't know anything. He said it comfortably, and asked the lady boss for another pot of tea.

"Add more ashes, three spoonfuls of grievances and idiots." The green-haired kid said skillfully, and when he saw the little demon on the opposite side wearing a mask, he pulled his paws on the ground, "Oh, it's okay, no matter how ugly you are, Netherworld." It's commonplace in the world."

Jiang Yinghe held his hand, pressed it on the table, and continued to ask: "I just heard people say that the Netherworld has recently...have entered a lot of demons?"

"Who told you?" The little demon frowned, "How can other demons dare to enter, only their venerable dare to come to the Nether Realm to challenge... Sect Master doesn't do anything, that is, thinking of their fellow practitioners' face."

He seemed to have reached a place of excitement: "I heard that the Sect Master, the Demon Venerable and the Demon Venerable, both practiced under the same fairy sect when they were reborn and recovered. This time they fell out because of the fairy prince!"

As the party concerned, Jiang Yinghe looked at the curiosity on the little ghost's face with a complex mood, coughed lightly, and said perfunctorily: "That's really amazing."

"Yeah, great." The green-haired kid looked up and thought, "This posture doesn't look like robbing a furnace, it looks like a robbing couple..."

Before he finished speaking, the voice of the full teahouse was silent, and the noise of the sky turned from boiling to silence for an instant. Jiang Yinghe followed the gazes of the ghost cultivators and saw a flash of blue in the gloomy sky, and a roar that pierced the ears of the clouds spreading throughout the entire Netherworld.

Jiang Yinghe was startled for a moment, and heard the kid on the side screaming and admiring: "Your sire is here again? You have come so frequently recently. It seems that you are really suffocating your breath and want to kill that demon."

Long night? Long night to find Qin Jun? Jiang Yinghe returned to his mind and asked, "This is?"

"Don't you know?" The green-haired kid gave him a surprised look. "We have been in the alliance for a long time? Two and a half-step golden immortals joined forces. That demon can only be beaten down."

No wonder Li Huanhan's aura has always been chaotic lately, two and a half-step Jinxian teaming up is not as simple as doubling in strength.

Jiang Yinghe nodded slightly, still thinking about the truncation of Styx that would affect all walks of life. He pondered for a while, and tentatively asked: "Do you think...if the Sect Master finds someone, what will he do to him?"

"Deal." The little ghost said of course, "but I don't really want the suzerain to find someone."

He is right. The triangle is the most stable. Once one of them becomes a gainer, it will suffer a cooperative blow from the opponent.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hand and touched the mask, thinking that these three people would join together, surround Wei and save Zhao, and attack the west... Didn't he teach the art of war? Even though they are all big people, among the people of the world, the Styx in the Netherworld is probably only Qin Jun can connect.

It's just that Jun'er is not in the mood to continue Styx at this time.

Jiang Yinghe didn't realize his name, and used the same way he was accustomed to.

When Gui Xiu chatted, he was very noisy, and his voice was messy and messy. Jiang Yinghe thought for a moment before asking, "How do I repair Styx and calm the war? I can't throw that fairy king to the three co-owners, right?"

His voice was too soft, the green-haired kid didn't hear clearly, and he leaned in and said, "What did you say?"

Jiang Yinghe repeated it, and the little devil realized it suddenly and showed a slightly ambiguous smile: "Kill the Lord, let his true spirit return to heaven and earth, and then let the venerables find a substitute, the lord’s paper human art... Hey, Jinxian’s happiness is beyond our imagination."

Jiang Yinghe: "...This method is too cruel."

As he listened, he felt cold behind his back, and his hand touching the teacup paused.

The green-haired little devil did not continue, but carefully sniffed by his side, and said with question marks in his head: "Little demon, were you very kind when you were alive? Why are you so fragrant?"

What kind of soul is this, I don't think it is far away, it is called a fragrance after getting closer. The green-haired kid had only taken a couple of mouthfuls, and felt his mind dizzy, holding his hand closer and closer.

Jiang Yinghe withdrew his hand, immediately got up and closed his collar, and said hurriedly: "I'll go first, and I'll talk another day."

On him was a broken red garment with altered magical artifacts, which was in line with the temperament of a ghost of a resentful spirit. Splashing on clothes or

Deep or shallow blood beads, some have been frozen, some are still wet and not dry, from the cracked place reveals a cold white as frosty complexion, as well as the delicate edge of the collarbone.

The hem of the shirt was half opened from the waist. This body removed the usual Taofu fairy robe, revealing a narrow side waist. Even if you don’t get it, you can detect Jiang Yinghe’s lightness, as if it can. Around the waist easily.

The green-haired kid watched him get up and leave, only to realize from his back how beautiful the shape of the little demon was. He wiped the saliva from his mouth, and just wanted to stop Jiang Yinghe, the dark sky on the side made a violent rumbling again. .

The ghost repairers were shocked one after another, looking towards the horizon, seeing bright red cracks in the originally dark cloud and mist, Li Huanhan's voice split the cloud and mist and forced his face to face.

"Qin Jun——"

His voice is no longer gentle, only infinitely cold.

"come out."

The next moment, the originally quiet and dim Netherworld shook along with it, and the water of the Styx flowed back quickly. In the distant mid-air, the figures of Qin Jun and Chang Ye were revealed, the bright red blood faded, and Li Huanhan stood opposite the two with cold eyes.

This is the only meeting except for a fight after all three of them have fallen off their horses.

Jiang Yinghe originally wanted to leave, but was suddenly startled by the scene and failed to move forward. He turned his head and saw that the ghost cultivators in the entire teahouse were silent, bowing their heads in Qin Jun's direction.

"Dare to show up." Qin Jun's gray eyes were cold, his palm spread out, and a long sword full of silver and gray emerged from the void and fell into the palm of his hand. "Li Huanhan, you really have a lot of resurrection blood pools."

During this period of time, he broke at least a dozen blood pools, and joined Chang Ye a dozen times, but Li Huanhan was too difficult to kill. The rebirth blood pools of this demon were scattered everywhere, except for the Heavenly Smiting Thunder. , It is difficult to completely kill this demon.

Chang Ye stood in the sky with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were gloomy and cold, and when he looked at Li Huanhan, he was full of anger.

"Master has left." Li Huanhan said straightforwardly, "I can feel his breath. It's not far away. I have searched for the range of the world, but you are the only one left."

Qin Jun stared at him for a moment, and the irritability in his tone became stronger and stronger: "What do you mean? The Tibetans have lost sight of people?"

Li Huanhan looked back at the past and said blankly: "Yeah."

Qin Jun hated his reticent and cold attitude the most, and also hated the demon's gentle disguise facing the master. He tightened his fingers, and Jian Feng made a thirsty sound.

Just slashing the sword and fighting spirit

When it was boiling, a green flute knocked on the sword's body, and the sound of the long night sounded from the side.

"Look for someone first." He paused, "With our senior brother Li's disposition, that is, all the blood pools are destroyed and the demon sect is destroyed, it is unnecessary to use such words to deceive us, right?"

Chang Ye raised his lips and smiled, and his eyes were clouded: "If the master hurts a single bit, I want all of you to teach the devil to lose bones and ashes, and there will be no corpses."

At least in the cognition of a few people, although Jiang Yinghe has always been lacking in roots and too slow in feelings, he has been practicing for many years, and it is not surprising that he can escape from Li Huanhan. If Chang Ye hadn't been the first to abduct Jiang Yinghe in the Netherworld at that time, whether Qin Jun could keep him for a long time is still unknown.

One of the most important issues is that many unsolvable **** techniques will hurt the subject. Therefore, in the first meeting and discussion between Chang Ye and Qin Jun, it was mentioned that if Li hadn’t been thoroughly discussed. Going crazy, the master might escape the possibility... As long as the spell is solvable, with his cultivation level, it is possible to delve into the solution, spells, formations, enchantments, everything is the same.

This is just a matter of time and insight, and it cannot be solved by simply oppressing people with realm.

Just as Chang Ye’s words fell, Qin Jun then turned his gaze, swept across the large area of ​​the Netherworld that was connected to the world, and said, “If you find it, what do you want?”

Li Huanhan was silent, Chang Ye stretched out his hand and tapped on the flute, and said, "Sit down, everyone, and have a good talk."

"What if you can't find it?"

Their Junior Brother Chang Ye smiled again, dyed in pitch black from a pure white innocence, his paranoia was so strong that he was a little sickly: "You must find it."

Qin Jun turned his eyes and glanced at him, sarcastically said: "You are really two-sided."

Chang Ye smiled and said: "Each each other."

He turned his head and looked at Li Huanhan, his tone even more mocking: "If you say that you have a deep mind, one set in person and another set behind, I am not doing well. It is better than someone looks gentle and restrained, without danger. In fact, my heart is more gentle and restrained. The devil invades. Occupy, what about going crazy? Right, Brother Li?"

Li looked back indifferently, and said, "Your tail has blown up."

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From the perspective of the ghost cultivators in the Netherworld, the three big bosses did not even fight when they met. This is one of the wonders. The three big guys were able to chat peacefully for a long while, this is the second spectacle. They finally entered the Sect Master's Nether Palace together, which is the third wonder.

When a few people left, the clouds were floating in the sky, and the pressure plummeted, the ghost cultivators were noisy again.

Shouted.

"Have you seen it? Have you seen it? The wonders of the world! This will be available in "Netherworld News" tomorrow!" Gui Xiu on the side patted his thigh excitedly, "Boss, let's get another two kilograms of white candles!"

The proprietress agreed, and soon turned around and went busy.

In the hustle and bustle, Jiang Yinghe pulled the thin collar uncomfortably, using his heels to know that Huanhan had found this side, and then reached a stop agreement with the other two bastards.

Recalling this, the last time he was at the frontier of Ten Thousand Monsters, he could always find himself...No matter what choice he made, what remote place he went to, it seemed as if he had put something on him...

When Jiang Yinghe thought of this, something slid across his mind quickly, too fast to catch it.

He stopped, and suddenly thought of the sword pendant on Xuejian Wangchen... The sword pendant was sent to him by Li Huanhan a long time ago. It was stained with his wounds and soaked in the blood of two people.

Jiang Yinghe thought for a moment. In addition to his anxiety, there was also a hint of ups and downs. He sighed, and was about to find a place to rest in the Netherworld, unload the sword, and was suddenly stopped by a enchanting and lazy female voice.

He lifted his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw the lady boss who was making tea took a look and asked: "You are dead, do you still have something to worry about?"

Jiang Yinghe said: "If there is nothing in your mind, how can you not enter the Styx, return to the heavens and the earth, and enter the cycle again?"

The proprietress felt that it made sense. After serving the last cup of tea, she lit a pipe in front of Jiang Yinghe. While smoking tobacco made of unknown material, she took a handful of ingredients from the bottom of the barrel and said: " I think you are on your mind too much. Why didn't you drink the tea just now, so I can get you something fresh."

She cast a wink at Jiang Yinghe, as if she was a bit of a fascination with him, raised her hand to put half a bowl of emotions and desires, poured a few spoonfuls of love, filled the tea bowl, and pushed it to the nice little guy on the opposite side. Demon.

Used to be a little demon, but now he can only switch to ghost repair. The lady boss knocked on the spoon and thought.

Jiang Yinghe took the tea bowl and was embarrassed to say that he didn't drink it. He glanced at the colorful water on the surface, the water bubbling from bottom to top.

But the sight of the lady boss was too obvious. After thinking about it for a moment, he lifted the tea bowl for the sake of face and took a bite.

For a monk who has been practicing for a long time, the Tao body can decompose these unnecessary substances by itself, and excrete it from the body when the practice is running to purify the Tao body. Jiang Yinghe is not worried that this thing will pollute the gong body, but it does

I was really tossed with the taste.

It feels like an overturned five-flavored bottle...everything.

Jiang Yinghe only tasted a bite and almost vomited it out. He even remembered that this was the Netherworld, so he stretched out his hand to caress his chest and endured it.

He raised his eyes, and just about to ask the lady boss about the most ghostly resting place in this neighborhood, he met the lady boss's surprised gaze.

The proprietress is beautiful, but she has no white eyes, and her eyes are pitch black. She rolled her eyes and looked up and down Jiang Yinghe. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, she asked, "You... why haven't you moved?"

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback, and asked, "What is going to happen?"

The proprietress was even more surprised, and said: "Happiness, anger, sorrow, fear of love, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind. I didn't just let it go, but instead added so much love, you... why don't you feel at all?"

"feel?"

The boss's face changed, and she said anxiously: "No feeling? Then I ask you, what is the taste of this tea? Is it sweet?"

Jiang Yinghe hesitated for a moment, and answered truthfully: "Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty and astringent, there is no particularly obvious sweetness."

The lady boss was stunned, and said in a daze, "You don't... have no love roots, do you?"

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1.

Rumor has it that there is the strongest disciple on the Baixian Peak, holding a strange sword in his hand, with a black blade, his sword skills are outstanding, and he is always dressed in deep clothing.

Some people say that they look like a wolf or a tiger, some say that it is like a Rakshasa alive, and some say that they are like blue-faced fangs.

After Li Moxi went up to the peak, he found that... this person was actually a good man, but he was so much better than a dumb person with less words.

So he just... jumped up to the opponent every day.

Li Moxi: "I heard that you are the strongest."

Xiao Wuzhuo: "Whatever."

Li Moxi: "What happens if you don't observe the peak schedule?

Xiao Wuzhuo: "Whatever."

Li Moxi: "Why don't we have a competition?

Xiao Wuzhuo: "Whatever."

…

2.

However, after they met, their conversation started to be different...

Li Moxi smiled and said, "Xiao Huan, your swordsmanship is truly unmatched."

Xiao Wuzhuo responded in a low voice: "Let you."

Li Moxi: "What happens if you don't observe the curfew?

Xiao Wuzhuo: "Just sleep with me."

Li Moxi: "Why don't we have a competition?"

Xiao Wuzhuo: "Okay, I don't use a sword."

Li Moxi: "Then give it a kiss before hitting, okay?"

Xiao Wuzhuo

: "You can just kiss and not fight."

3.

〔small theater〕

One day, Li Moxi's voice was slightly shaky due to the wind and cold, and he said, "You have been mad for four days, okay?"

"Not good." Xiao Wuzhuo's fingers wrapped around his hair, his tone was obviously unhappy.

"We won't go outside next time." Li Moxi promised.

Xiao Wuzhuo saw him look upset. He was both distressed and angry, but he still said, "Sleep."

Li Moxi simply turned over to him: "No! Otherwise you will pull me down by yourself!"

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Attack: Xiao Wuzhuo (Xiao Huan)

Received by: Li Moxi (Li Shuang)

[Succinct and concise. Don’t say much, just show it to you. Affectionate × cheerful and noisy. In fact, it is very petting. After closing the door, everything is up to you. Feeling deeply]