Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Yuan Lie didn’t want to pay attention to the people who fell into the sea. He was just a **** of others. He was the uncle Luo Qingxiao who only found Yunlai a long time ago. He didn’t even care about it. Die, how could you be him!

But you want to use a similar person to dig out his scars!

How could I allow it.

On the way back, he only felt extremely tired, and the surrounding air luck was blurred and turned into countless ghosts.

Reluctantly returning to Feilai Peak, he couldn't help but stop when he met the handsome and gentle boy.

That was his new apprentice, Feng Qingxiu, who is now Kun-Lai’s first apprentice.

Kun-Lai’s first disciple...

For a moment, he felt as if his heart was being picked up, and the voice of the man when he first saw it sounded again in his ears, asking him if he was willing to join the Kun-Lai faction.

"Kun-Lai should also accept a second-generation disciple, Xiao Li, would you like to be my first apprentice?" That's how the person asked him. His expression was always gentle, like the winter sun.

He seldom did anything to the juniors, even if he couldn't bear to pick up the children from the old man, he would take good care of him.

How good he was at that time, no matter how much hostility and defense, will slowly melt into his care.

Why can I be cruel then?

Yes, he has the memory of his previous life. He can deduce the complete Three-World Sutra from the fragments. He has supreme understanding in the formation. He has great luck. He is similar to the big sacrifice. Birthday!

But he is not a big sacrifice. I obviously didn't get the news of the reincarnation of the big sacrifice. It is okay to live for ten thousand years for people like the big sacrifice. Why do I so resolutely think that he is the reincarnation of the big sacrifice?

He has already given me the Three-Life Three-Generation Code, why should I hang those Kun-Lai disciples in the mountain gate and let him watch them burn to death?

He knelt down and begged me, he obviously never begged.

He never begged when he abolished his cultivation base and ruined his hands.

Who is it that I want to take revenge on!

How could he lie to me?

He never lied to me—

What have I done.

The big sacrifice ruined all of me, so I also wanted to ruin his.

But I confessed to the wrong person!

Acknowledged the wrong person.

He clearly taught me, he said that I am too lonely, and there will always be a day when I hit the south wall. I have to think twice before doing things.

Think twice!

Ha ha!

I was wrong, but this error can no longer be corrected. Can you tell me what to do?

You are always willing to teach me!

I listen to you very much now, I am what you want to see most!

I will treat all those who are good to me, I will help those who can help, and I will treat those who love me well.

You can kill me as many times as you want, as long as you can vent your anger.

I will protect you and never hurt you again.

So, I can still go to Kun-Lai, right? I just want to take a look at you, just one look...

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Only when I returned to Feilai Peak, I met the sick and weak young man named Yuanlie. Feng Qingxiu was about to assume the responsibility of the senior to greet her recent feelings, and found that the other party looked at him in a trance and should not greet him. Suddenly he spouted a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground—Feng Qingxiu quickly helped him up with his eyes and hands. As soon as he touched his pulse, he found that he had a dying image with both blood loss and blood loss. He was instantly frightened and took him to the pharmacy. He rested on his bed, and quickly called several Qingdi Peak disciples who were resident on Feilai Peak.

-Feilai Peak without Qingdifeng disciples garrisoned, even if the talisman formation is strong, no matter how many fighters there are, it is not a complete Feilai Peak.

"Hey, it's weird." Senior Brother Yaofeng, who was pulsed up and down, rolled Yuanlie's eyelids strangely, and then probed his spiritual platform Purple Mansion with the condensed energy of the true essence, which made his face loose in surprise. Open hand.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qingxiu asked concerned.

"This soul, it is estimated that only the young lady boss can cure it." The senior looked at Yuan Lie with greedy eyes, and shook his head. "It's almost like being torn to pieces and then glued together, and it's still incomplete. He can be considered a man if he can live to this day."

"Is it a congenital deficiency in the soul?" This can almost be regarded as one of the most difficult symptoms among the monks. Feng Qingxiu glanced at the young man regretfully. His aptitude is pretty good. It is a pity to give up, "You prescribe medicine first. Come on, hold on to his situation."

"I can prescribe some soul-raising pills to make him feel better, but you must not say that it is my medicine." This senior also didn't want to refuse the head apprentice, and took out a bottle of pills from the medicine box." This kind of special patient is the favorite of the young woman boss, letting her know that if she is treated by others, she will clean up."

"Of course, this is the medicine I bought to protect Kun-Lai disciples." Feng Qingxiu nodded and thanked the money.

The brother left with satisfaction.

Feng Qingxiu helped the child tuck the quilt, and was about to leave, but sent the invisible sword energy on the fingers to the young man's face, seeming to be looking for something, and the young man seemed to feel something, and screamed softly in his dream. Screamed.

Feng Qingxiu immediately recruited the sword aura, but keenly discovered that the sword aura seemed to be a little bit more, and the young man seemed to be a lot more relaxed.

Could it be that this child was also injured by the Heavenly Demon Sword's Qi, and the devil's spirit follows the spirit, so the spirit is difficult to heal, and his own sword aura is in the same vein, instead pulling out a trace of sword intent in his spirit?

It's too much. Who would take action with such a small child is simply crazy.

Why don't you ask the teacher?

Feng Qingxiu thought, returned to the room, and found that Master had not yet returned.

Waiting for Master.

After a while, he looked at his empty table and felt bored, so he took out the shells he bought today, and picked out the largest snail, which was a full foot long, and cut the excess part below it so that it could be used. Standing upright on the table, only then began to carve.

The invisible sword seemed to be used more and more smoothly by him, his fingertips did not tremble, and the speed was a hundred times faster than when he first built a house. In less than half an hour, he had already completed a shell hut decorated with pearls. Pave the bottom with white sand on the first floor, put some small starfish and snails, and pave the road with pebbles. In the middle, a small door that can be opened and closed is carved out of shells. On the second floor, there is a small attic window with a small table with shells in the middle. Put a small cup on the chair, and use the mussel shell to make the bed directly, fix the back of the mussel shell with small pearls, and cover the inside with cotton-filled brocade, make a small pillow, carpet, and engrave a few pens, inks and papers. Decorations and paintings on the wall...

"I don't see, you are still very creative." A cold voice sounded beside him.

Feng Qingxiu immediately made a shy and well-behaved expression: "Master, you are back."

"Naturally." Ji Yunlai fell on the table, glanced at the small house calmly, and said, "You are very leisurely."

It's very beautiful. If Xiaoqing is a good designer in modern times-but I can't say that I like it, Xiaoqing has become smaller and smaller recently, and I want to maintain the personality of the master.

"Being attentive to the teacher is what the disciple should do." Feng Qingxiu said firmly, "Although it is simple, but barely worthy of the teacher."

It seems that something is wrong...Ji Yunlai couldn't tell, so he changed the subject: "Yes, your rune carvings have become more and more level recently, but you can't just practice connecting runes, and you can't lose the others."

"Tui'er understands." Feng Qingxiu nodded, and then asked some questions that he didn't understand.

Ji Yun came to answer one by one.

Then Feng Qingxiu mentioned about the child before.

Ji Yunlai also became curious, and let him go and watch.

The young man's face was thin and pale, his life, soul, and fire were as fragile as a candle in the wind, but the sword intent in that divine soul was indeed the same as the heavenly devil sword aura.

"Can the remnant soul be reincarnated?" Ji Yunlai was extremely curious, swept up and down with his spiritual mind, and then said, "This is the soul scattered by the Duerjian, and it is estimated that he has reincarnated several times before slowly consolidating his soul to the present. To the extent that he is determined to be determined, the sword intent of the Du'er sword has been removed by you. It shouldn't be a big problem for him to continue to live. Go back and let the young girl show him."

"Du'er sword, is it your enemy?" Feng Qingxiu frowned slightly.

"Nothing, the previous life has been born before, and this life will end in this life, I Kun-Lai does not care about this." Ji Yunlai waved his hand and said lightly, "Since he came just right, it depends on his good fortune."

"Disciple knows, but Master," Feng Qingxiu looked at the sword aura at her fingertips, wondering, "Why is my sword aura so close to the devil, and so close to me?"

"It should be a demon." Ji Yunlai said naturally, "If I guessed correctly, you were a very powerful monster in your previous life. After you reincarnated, the sword energy cultivated by the essence of the demon will naturally surrender to you..."

Feng Qingxiu's expression instantly lost.

"It's okay, Kun-Lai doesn't care about this." Ji Yun floated up and touched his apprentice's forehead, "I am most annoying to those reincarnated, as long as you don't harm others, the master will take care of all the things in this life. ."

"But I..." Feng Qingxiu was still a little worried.

"Nothing, you are Feng Qingxiu, my apprentice from Ji Yun, who is in charge of what he did in his previous life, human beings, it is great to be able to manage this life well." Ji Yunlai lazily said, "Don't think too much. Let's go, we will continue to pick the dragon and the phoenix tomorrow."

"You're right!" Feng Qingxiu nodded, taking care of what she did in her life, and taking care of her life will be great—well, I always feel spoiled by the master.

Ji Yun came back to his apprentice's shoulders, his gaze swept across the boy on the bed, without any impression, so he stopped watching.

It's an apprentice—he almost has a nine-point affirmation. Twenty years ago, he had blessed the reincarnation. It should be a peerless great demon. Now it is Xiaoqing.

In this way, it can explain that the wisp of sword energy from his Du'er sword can be easily used by the apprentice.

Speaking of that great demon is still quite pitiful, the Divine Soul Array that I used back then was actually using the logic of killing Trojan horse viruses, which was to extract one's seven emotions into a fake soul (virtual machine), specifically to lure the demon (Trojan horse). , And then grab one and use one.

To put it bluntly, Du'er sword is the essence of killing the demon. I used to take revenge and set up a faction for whatever reason. I deprived myself of the seven emotions, formed a formation in the spirit, and fished the demon every day. The ones are still there.

In the end, it should have caught a peerless great demon, used his power every day, and then waited for him to be drained-before sending him to reincarnation.

Hey, how do you feel that you are scumbag?

But that's all from the past, and it has nothing to do with Xiaoqing.

As long as he is my apprentice.

He touched the apprentice's neck again, feeling that the apprentice was the best behaved.

I don’t know what the devil is!