Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

When he really returned to Penglai, Jiang Yinghe felt a little real about all this.

In the past few days, he has slowly watched most of the book of “Sweeping the Net”, except for some plots that TV stations do not allow to broadcast. He only feels that the character of the sword fairy is similar to himself, but the artistry of the book. It is always greater than authenticity.

After re-entering Penglai, the memory in Jiang Yinghe's mind gradually emerged. He did not return to Baihe Yuyu for the first time, but prepared to enter the main hall.

The disciples in Penglai have changed a few times, and there are not many people he knows well. However, these young disciples all seemed to know Li Huanhan and Qin Jun. They were full of respect and fear for both of them, and they seemed to be very surprised when they were walking together.

From the reaction of Penglai's disciples, Jiang Yinghe could guess that the two of them shouldn't meet each other often, and there are even some incompatible situations.

There is no one to guard the main hall, and there seems to be no one inside. Jiang Yinghe stayed there for a while, looking for the route in his memory and moving to the back of the Xuanmen, and saw the faintly unextinguishable lamps in the quiet inner room.

There is also the figure of the head brother.

All the soul lamps and life cards recorded on the score are placed in the inner room, and the lights are shining on the four walls. And Zhou Zhengping was meditating on the futon in the center, and he opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps entering the inner room.

The footsteps stopped.

Jiang Yinghe was dressed in a snow-white coat, a light blue belt with a wide palm, and a thick but not heavy black cloak. The contrast between pitch black and plain white was extremely strong.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and there was a few breaths of silence. Until Zhou Zhengping dropped the whisk in Zhou Zhengping's hand, rolling a finger away on the ground.

Zhou Zhengping retracted his gaze, picked up the whisk, and said, "You are back."

"Ok."

This is where Penglai's life card was stored, and none of the three of them followed. Jiang Yinghe has no spiritual energy, no Taoist body, and ordinary aura, but when he stands opposite Zhou Zhengping, he still feels in a trance.

Jiang Yinghe walked in front of him, glanced across the soul lamp on the wall, and said: "I used to walk a long way to see the distant mountains, but now it's time to start."

"Rough and uneven." Zhou Zhengping looked at him and said, "That's the essence of the journey. Sit."

Jiang Yinghe sat down and saw Zhou Zhengping took out an ancient book and handed it over. It read five words "Clean Qi as Ice", which seemed to be a Taoist book.

"This is what you practiced before reincarnation. You are all in this ice and snow Taoist body."

Jiang Yinghe nodded and took the road

There were not too many books, but when it was acceptable, Zhou Zhengping took out a universe bag, unfolded the bag at will, and poured out hundreds of jade slips.

"This is the Taoism and swordsmanship that you have practiced nearly a thousand years before your reincarnation, as well as some escape techniques." Zhou Zhengping said naturally, "At that time, you learned things very quickly. "

Jiang Yinghe looked at the hundreds of jade slips in front of him, and replaced his mind with the equivalent of hundreds of three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulations. He couldn't help being silent for a moment before he said, "...I know."

After explaining this, Zhou Zhengping remembered about the sword weapon, and then asked: "Although the Wangchen sword is broken, it has been left on the Qingjing Cliff for you. If you want to, you can refine it again, or choose a new one. , It's all right."

For a sword repairman, changing his sword is almost the same as making a new love. Jiang Yinghe shook his head slightly, and said, "I will recast it, there is no need to replace it."

Zhou Zhengping nodded, and didn't want to influence him, so he let it go, and said, "Junior Brother Xiaoyun and your Senior Sister Yan are in retreat. Now that you come back, I feel very at ease."

When Jiang Yinghe heard what he said, he immediately felt needed, and said seriously: "Senior brother, don't worry, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Zhengping breathe a sigh of relief: "When you come back, your two apprentices will be able to look safer."

Long nights do not often return to Penglai. Since I found myself, I have spent a lot of time by my side to accompany the passport response. Therefore, most Penglai disciples today do not know him.

Jiang Yinghe's words stagnated, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, he asked: "Look at... safer?"

Zhou Zhengping watched him for a long time, sighed, and said, "Yes, do you know what happened during the three hundred years of your absence?"

"...I came here all the way, only to find that the real world of cultivation is extremely stable and there are few disputes. Qin Jun and Li Huanhan should have not done anything."

Zhou Zhengping slowly turned the whisk jade handle between his fingers, and glanced at the place beyond Xuanmen.

"They are very restrained when they want to be in front of you."

Jiang Yinghe: "...really implicit."

"Then I won't tell you." Zhou Zhengping retracted his gaze, if nothing had happened, "No matter how dangerous the evil cultivation is, since you have the heavy protection, it will be convenient for the world to be safe."

Jiang Yinghe's curiosity was aroused by him, but he hadn't learned the content yet, and when he was about to ask, the opposite Zhou Zhengping added another sentence.

"Li Huanhan will do it for you again

The sword fell. "

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback for a moment, and the memories related to it then overlapped. He raised his hand to support his forehead and stabilized his soul, his heart moved quietly, as if something cold and gentle was blowing through it, just like the wind in the early spring of the world. .

"It's on the Wangchen sword." Zhou Zhengping said, "It's... the heart of the demon."

At this time, Jiang Yinghe hadn't fully realized the meaning of Zhou Zhengping's words. He thought that the other party was referring to the intention of the demon.

It wasn't until the two of them had finished their conversation that after he returned to Qingjing Cliff and pulled the broken sword from the roll of white silk, he saw the brand new sword pendant.

Bright red.

The Wangchen sword is entirely white and cold, only the pendant that was re-suspended has changed color. This is still a cold jade mirror stone, but what is enclosed in it is not the aura of the innate spirit treasure, but a vigorous and beating... ...The heart of the demon.

Is part of it.

In the eyes of Mo Xiu, this thing is almost equivalent to the ultimate treasure of improving cultivation, and in the eyes of many cultivators of alchemy and talisman, it is also a rare thing that can be encountered and cannot be found.

Jiang Yinghe vaguely realized what Li Huanhan meant.

Blood River Demon Venerable is extremely difficult to kill because he has many resurrection blood pools. Even if the body is torn and shattered and the soul is annihilated, the blood and soul remaining in the resurrection blood pool will reshape the body, and it will be almost intact.

His body has this kind of resurrection and shuttle effect. If his heart is sealed on the sword pendant, Li Huanhan may be able to come to him in a single thought.

From another perspective, it is equivalent to treating the surroundings of Wangchen Sword as the most trusted and worthy place of trust.

Jiang Yinghe stretched his hand across the sword pendant, and looked at the broken blade in half.

It's never too late to start all over again.

At this moment, the little white cat who followed Jiang Yinghe all the way in meowed twice, rubbed the corner of his clothes somewhat jealously, and then suddenly turned into a human form, rushing to hug him.

Jiang Yinghe has been suddenly hugged by him many times, and he has become accustomed to naturally reaching out to catch him, and he is put on the base of his ears by the young man, and he asks in a low voice warmly.

"Does Master blame me?"

"What do you blame?" Jiang Yinghe couldn't keep up with Chang Ye's thoughts, "what did you do again?"

The heat swept across his neck and slowly approached. Long Ye has dark eyes, magnificent and handsome appearance, like a gorgeous bright red flower, exuding a lingering fragrance.

Jiang Yinghe has been eating his suit so much that he was half-flicked by this face, until the other party’s lips came up and touched, he hurried back.

God, said: "Why don't you say it?"

"Blam me...I am stupid." Chang Ye whispered, "It seems I am the one who doesn't understand you the most."

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a while.

"Although Li Huanhan is violent and cruel, ruthless and unrighteous, he knows how to constrain, understand the gentleness, and understand Master's persistence and righteousness. Qin Jun... that ghost is arrogant and self-esteem, but he also understands your intentions. , And more calm."

Chang Ye's voice was getting lower and lower, pressing against his shoulders, and slowly sinking from his arms, as if he had snapped off a few fragile branches.

"I don't understand. I only know that the teacher is good, and I think you are good, but I don't understand why I think so. If you really think that the life of a mortal is low and humble and not worth mentioning, there will be no me that day. ..."

Jiang Yinghe heard a low and muted sob.

Chang Ye gave him a soft kiss, and said, "Would Master not like me because I am stupid?"

How could Jiang Yinghe bear his insecure look? He put aside the things that the big cat had rubbed under him a few days ago, hugged him and comforted him: "How come you are not stupid? , You are just young..."

As soon as he stopped talking, he remembered that this was the biggest one.

This sentence really encouraged the other party. Chang Ye hugged him tightly. At first he kissed him lightly and carefully. Then he began to arrogantly drill between his lips and approached step by step, pressing Jiang Yinghe against Bai Heyuyu's cold jade wall.

Huanhan and Jun'er both had something to do. They both took over part of Penglai's internal affairs as Xuanwei Xianjun disciples. During this period of time, it seemed that this little cat had a rare opportunity.

Jiang Yinghe reacted slowly, bit him, and even breathed, his breath and voice were a little messy: "Little beast, you are fine."

Although Chang Ye was scolded, his eyes brightened, and he wrapped his waist and said, "It's the truth."

Of course he knew it was true, and if he didn't, he couldn't be fooled by a cat as a big one. Jiang Yinghe pushed him halfway, and said, "What else do you want to do? Hand?"

The hand that gave him the cloak paused, and then went on without any obstacles, but also confidently and righteously said: "It should be returned to Senior Brother Li."

It's clear now.

Jiang Yinghe held his wrist and said, "With your self-control ability, tossing me now, does it sound like a tragedy?"

He doesn’t have any cultivation skills right now. For ordinary tires, it’s okay to brake in time. If he really drives along the road,

It is estimated that it will fall apart midway.

Chang Ye's expression froze, as if he had also thought of the scene, and said in a tangled manner: "My self-control ability..."

It really doesn't work.

He couldn't say it himself.

Jiang Yinghe kissed him on the forehead and said, "Okay, what do you think about every day? You are not at all motivated."

Chang Ye was about to argue and explain, when he heard several cranes from outside the Xuanmen, He Ling seemed to recognize the person who came, and made a few announcements to inform the owner.

Jiang Yinghe turned his head and saw the mysterious door open, and a man in a light pink shirt stepped forward, his face gradually changed when he saw the scene in front of him.

"I'm here..." Tong Guiyu squinted his eyes and thought, "Isn't it a coincidence?"

In his perspective, this posture of pressing against the wall and kissing is particularly suitable for unfastening the belt in the next step and doing something he likes to watch.

Jiang Yinghe was stuck at this question, and pushed the long night in front of him a bit.

Chang Ye naturally understood what he meant, took a pleasurable look, turned back to the appearance of a white kitten, and jumped back into his arms.

After watching it from the side, Tong Guiyu was amazed: "As expected, Lord Yaozun, who can bend and stretch, be soft or hard, tenacious, and has amazing endurance."

The more Jiang Yinghe heard it, the less it was going to be. He glanced at him with anti-pornography and nonsense, and said, "I made a special trip to see my joke?"

"How dare you." Tong Guiyu took his seat, sat in front of the case, and looked around for a while, "I haven't been to Baihe Yuyu for more than 370 years. I haven't seen you in so many years, even No tea?"

In the early days of practicing in the past, Jiang Yinghe also learned tea and other matters. Afterwards, these matters were slowly handed over to the formed He Ling to deal with them, and then he accepted apprentices, and it was all Li Huanhan in charge. .

Now he doesn't even know where Bai Heyuyu's tea leaves are stored, and where to find him.

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Ms. Tong Xian came here, and the tea is shining, and the tea is inferior. How can I drink it for you?"

Tong Guiyu heard his sarcasm, and smiled indifferently: "I wondered when you were in retreat, how could you suddenly close a deadlock? Even the situation like the abbot of Chan Qing hasn't reached this point. Now it seems that you have even changed your body."

As he said, he raised his hand as if he wanted to touch Jiang Yinghe's eyebrows. A red mark appeared there under the influence of the demon pill.

But when he moved halfway up, he saw the threatening cat in the other's arms, and quickly took his hand away and said, "Although I guessed the identities of your disciples,

But it is still really shocking. Those two books..."

Jiang Yinghe's face turned dark, and he glanced at him indifferently: "You are a mischievous child."

"What kind of mischief? This is to open the door to the harmony of yin and yang for everyone in the realm of comprehension, and to open the mystery of the origin of heaven and earth." Tong Guiyu smiled, "If you need it, I will send you the props in the book. You are a carriage."

Jiang Yinghe: "...This is not necessary."

He met the boy Tong Guiyu, naturally knowing his fancy character and hobby, and immediately refused, and then took out the "Day and Night with the Sword Fairy" and went straight to the subject.

"Jun'er told me that the prototype of this book is from the early Sword Fairy?"

Tong Guiyu looked at the title of the book and nodded, "Yes. Why, are you also interested in his old man's story?"

Jiang Yinghe sighed, "I'm afraid he is interested in me."

Tong Guiyu's eyes changed immediately. He looked at him with a very admiring look. After thinking for a moment, he persuaded, "Three will do. You woke up just like Zun, the main thing is to do it again, you can't bear it...

Jiang Yinghe: "I didn't mean that..."

"I understand, I understand." Tong Guiyu glanced at the little cat in his arms, thinking that Jiang Yinghe was rare to be incapable of cultivation, and he didn't have to be afraid of Wangchen's sword being put on his neck, and his tone of voice was deeply indulgent, "Love matters, It was all entangled by yourself. In terms of your pure heart, you must have been half coaxed and forced by them..."

"Tong Guiyu." Jiang Yinghe interrupted him blankly.

"Hey?"

"Did you say that I beat you cruelly, or my apprentice did it, let alone measureless?"

"..."

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