Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

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He is very conscious of the domain and does not resist the invasion of others. Even though Juner felt sleepy in the middle of the night, it seemed that he had been lying against him for a long time, and he did not wake up.

It is difficult to have a sense of crisis around trusted people.

Jiang Yinghe woke up hazyly, washing his clothes as usual (more geng), and his brain slowly returned to his mind, remembering Tong Guiyu’s saying that this dispelled emotion. In daylight, the residual drug effect is minimal.

He took off his bracelet and received it in the storage device. When I was about to curl my hair, my fingers suddenly struck a thin plait.

Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, and then looked at the thin hair braid in his hand, and found that the braid was also very finely braided, each inch was tight and delicate, and another gray (color) thread was tied at the end.

He slipped his fingertips, and then grinded the silk thread that was not gray (colored), but a gray hair.

Jiang Yinghe was completely awake, and turned back helplessly: “Jun’er?”

There was a low laughter behind him. Qin Jun stood beside him, actively admitting his mistakes, and said unrepentantly: “The vigil is really boring, and the disciples offended Master.”

Jiang Yinghe raised his hand to dismantle the knot, and said: “Your right hand lost blood (meat rou) assistance, only bones, why can’t your hand be so idle?”

His focus was off course again, and he felt that Qin Jun’s hand could have such a coincidence, he could not solve it himself.

Jiang Yinghe worked hard for a moment, suspecting that Jun’er had a knot, and after fighting for a while, he still did not untie this knot.

Then, the other hand caught his fingertips. Go around his wrist and unravel the braided hair.

Qin Jun straightened out Master’s hair and whispered with a smile: “The disciple sends hair to Master.”

Jiang Yinghe closed his eyes and said, “Yeah,” he felt that Jun’er was more responsible than Chang Ye to some extent. Although Long Ye likes to be coquettish, but that’s how it stops. Qin Jun always gives Jiang Yinghe a feeling that he can get everything (dry gan).

strange? Why do you think so …

Just in the empty space of his thinking, I heard a deep voice in my ear.

“Master Zun.” Qin Jun said, “People outside Zongmen said that I was arrogant and prone to go astray and go astray, if …”

His words were a little slow, and there was a moment of silence, with a hint of temptation.

“If the disciples really went astray, would Master Zun treat me like this?”

His fingers passed through Jiang Yinghe’s long, soft, black hair, and the hair was gathered into the palm of his hand, and the silver (color) spiritual jade crown was gathered with the long hairpin.

There are traces of Fu Zhuan engraved on the head of the hairpin. Looking from this angle, you can see the ears of the other party’s white ears.

In fact, Jiang Yinghe did not think about this problem. Although he loved the filter of 20,000 meters, he was not completely blinded to his reason. In his heart, his disciples are naturally very good, but they are indeed flawed. of.

Jiang Yinghe thought for a moment and replied obediently: “For the right way on earth, I should clean up the portal, but for you, I will guide you back on track.”

The hairpin for his hair paused.

Qin Jun approached from behind, half embraced his waist, and whispered: “The place where the Master is, is on my right track.”

Jiang Yinghe heard something strange, and subconsciously said: “As long as you stand upright, you will not deviate from the way …”

After his words were not exhausted, he saw that the Ajiang Master system, which had not been moving, suddenly jumped out, and the frame of the progress bar belonging to Qin Jun was completely turned into pink (color), and also lit up with a small wave for a while. Careful.

Jiang Yinghe: … what is the aesthetic of this bale little magic fairy, is this system broken?

“Stand upright.” Qin Jun stared at the other person’s slender eyebrows and repeated the sentence lowly. The smile on his lips was difficult to peep into his mind and seemed to joke back, “What is right, what is evil.” “Heaven is ruthless, will it distinguish between good and evil?”

Even when asked about the ruthlessness of Heavenly Dao, Qin Jun still had some confusion about what happened before his rebirth-he was born as a evil spirit, he was born to be the commander of the world ’s ghost cultivation, but in the end, because of the identity of the evil spirit, he fell under Heavenly Dao Is the half-step golden fairy already the pinnacle of ghost repair?

Qin Jun lowered his gaze, getting closer and closer, and the fascinating fragrance of the soul was secretly overflowing, and the fragrance dipped into the lungs.

If it were replaced more than a hundred years ago, Qin Jun would also wantonly wrap his waist around, use the excuse of the ghosts to invade God to ask for blood from several bodies, bite frost-white skin to relieve his desire to burn into the bone marrow . But now–

He watched Jiang Yinghe looked up and said seriously, “Heaven cannot be discerned, it can be discerned in the human heart. You only need to be worthy of your heart.”

Jiang Yinghe habitually (sexually) poured chicken broth, while reaching out (touching Mo) for a hair crown, and under the bundled Lingyu crown (touching Mo), a black (color) thin that was closed into the hair and hidden in the hair Braid, also made a new style.

Jiang Yinghe: “… Juner.”

Qin Jun seemed to bear a smile, but soon returned to a serious look, coughed in disguise, leaned over and held his shoulder, and swept across Jiang Yinghe’s neck with aura.

“Master respects forgiveness.” He lowered his head. “It looks good.”

Jiang Yinghe glanced at him: “I’m going to be angry.”

The answer was that he smiled happily when the second apprentice hugged him, and his ears made the other person’s breath warm.

“Really beautiful, Master, don’t be stingy.”

… is this a stingy problem? His majesty as a master was trampled by this little braid!

Jiang Yinghe was really defeated by him, thinking that Jun’er had kept himself up all night, but he was not tired at all, but instead had such fun to play, and he had been taught repeatedly by the Long Night Society.

He maintained his respect, and sighed with fate.

“I don’t want to do this next time, I am really angry.”

Like a very gentle and good-tempered person, he admonishes children without threat, and even this kind of words is full of bright love.

But he didn’t know that the three disciples under his seat wanted more than his love.

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Qin Jun naturally failed to “support” the vigil on his own. His “careful and well-behaved” young teacher soon intervened and “shared” this important event for him.

Jiang Yinghe trusted the two disciples very much, and he had no choice. It ’s just that if he stays with him for a long night, he will always find a man in his arms when he wakes up the next morning, and sleepy and cleverly call him “Master”, and Qin Jun must find something to do in the night , Need to be distracted.

Indirectly led to Baihe Yuyu everywhere surprises.

Jiang Yinghe looked blankly at the hanging sword platform that had changed greatly after a night, and he reasonably suspected that Qin Jun had any private hobbies … such as decorating. Why is he so obsessed with turning things around him into things he has handled?

He thought to no avail, only as Qin Jun’s personal hobby, he took the letter sent to Baihe Yuyu from He Ling’s mouth, turned it to the front and glanced at the letter from the Buddhist seal of Lan Ruo Temple.

For some reason, when Jiang Yinghe took the letter in his hand, there was a sadness in his heart. It seemed that the content of the letter was not good.

He lifted his finger over the Buddha seal, injected spiritual power into the pattern of the letter, removed the ban, and took out the letters in it.

… It is the matter of Zen Master Hui Jing in Lan Ruo Temple.

Master Hui Jing was involved in Red Dust and Purdue sentient beings, and did not want to meet the Nine Infant Demon King of the Demon Clan, and died in the sea of ​​dust.

Jiang Yinghe had seen that person once, and he remembered it as a mild and gentle Buddhist cultivation. He has experienced a lot of things that are so close to the horizon, either life or death.

He stood up, burned the obituary in his hand, turned his head and looked outside Bai Yuyu, and saw a red figure sitting on the ancient pine branch of Qingjing Cliff, next to which was a nest of spirit bird eggs.

Although Chang Ye’s figure has changed like a young man, at this moment, he is still full of youth. His feet were hanging in the air, as if sitting on a tree and wiping his flute. The female bird of the spirit bird was standing on the edge of the nest, approaching him little by little.

Long night did not move. He recently wore a cinnabar red robe several times, and it became more and more radiant with Xuepindan lips and peach blossoms. Even if half of his face was hidden under the mask, it did not hinder his beauty at all.

The bird stopped on Long Ye’s shoulder and was not taken away by surprise.

He seemed to naturally carry the affinity of spirit beasts, and many small beasts that had not opened their minds and could not be transformed were very fond of approaching him, even the crane spirits at the door.

Jiang Yinghe watched it for a long time, and suddenly felt that his heart seemed to be touched by something … The apprentice was so cute and cute, (sexual) docile, and no wonder he also liked small animals.

The softness of the long night is so clear, the whole person is full of youthful vitality. Just when he got out of Jiang Yinghe’s arms these days, (sleeping Shui) Jiang Yinghe, who was a little unresponsive, would always be shocked by the beauty of the other party.

Then he was infected by his somewhat lively and lively mood, and even lived with his mind, which was really a little pistachio.

Jiang Yinghe made a conclusion while looking at the things he wanted to do, unconsciously relaxed a lot, thinking of representing Penglai when he went to pay his condolences, and take the little long night together, hoping that the child could mature as soon as possible. This is too kind and innocent.

The long night sitting on the other side of the tree seemed to find Master looking at him, and immediately jumped off the ancient pine, and emerged from the window of Baihe Yuyu.

“Master!”

Jiang Yinghe nodded, and before he even talked about it, he saw Xiao Changye holding his sleeve tightly, bowed his head and sniffed, and suddenly said, “Brother Qin hugged you last night!”

Jiang Yinghe: “… ah?”

Not to mention the fact that Jun Er was sitting by the lampstand reading a book when he opened his eyes today, and he said that the coquettish child who drilled into his arms for a long night, how did he say this indignantly …

Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, and then saw the young apprentice crawling into the window rushing in, hugged his waist and buried his shoulders, straightening uprightly: “Can Master not have such water (sexuality) Yang Hua, you have enough night ?”

Jiang Yinghe: “Water (sexuality) … Yang Hua?”

He was tightly hugged by the opponent’s waist, and he kept circling in his mind the words “What should I do if the child always uses the wrong idiom, most of them are used to it, just a good meal”.

Even at night, I didn’t feel anything wrong. I rubbed his thin and sharp collarbone across my clothes and said pitifully: “Without Master accompany me (sleeping Shui), I feel sleepless at night, wooh …”

Jiang Yinghe: “… Little bastard, are you talking like that?”

He was scolded by him for a long time, and he was not sad. Instead, he looked at him brightly and kissed him happily: “Master will scold me again!”

Jiang Yinghe (sexuality) is cold outside and warm in temperature, and rarely dies in this tone. Long night listening to inexplicable excitement, he felt that the heart of his mouth thumped violently and wanted to overwhelm him with a prototype Clavicle licks red desire. The desire grows stronger.

Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment: “… never heard such a strange request.”

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This time I went to Lan Ruo Temple again. Originally, Jiang Yinghe planned to take only a long night with him, but because the remaining medicine of the 7th Acacia was unsolved, at the suggestion of Qin Jun, the second disciple was also accompanied.

In this short period of time, Jun’er took the thunder hard, (Qiang Qiang) went into the Yuanshen period, abandoned a hand, and fell into a deep love affair, retreating alone, and he himself experienced a round of Huan Sect secret The taste of medicine … It’s really rare to have such a twist.

It is also because of the recent turmoil that Zhou Zhengping did not let Jiang Yinghe take his disciples to go, but instead kept the cloud that had been worrying about endlessly around him, and asked Brother Yun to accompany his brother to Lan Ruo Temple.

Yun endlessly dressed in white, sitting on He Ling Fei, quietly staring at his brother. His eyes turned around him for a long time. Until Jiang Yinghe put down the tea cup and looked over, he hurriedly took back his eyes and pretended to drink tea without pretending to do anything. .

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyebrows slightly: “What do you want to say?”

Yun kept walking past, leaned over and looked at him carefully for a while, and summoned the courage to say: “Brother, your dress …”

Jiang Yinghe’s body was a robe with a white crane figure on a black background. The black soft fabric was embroidered with a few wings of the crane figure. On the sleeve and the cardigan, two-finger wide silver (color) piping was urn.

Jiang Yinghe followed his eyes and saw Brother Xiaoyun extending his hand, gently folding his lapel over. The inner side of the silver (color) piping did not know when a heavy magic device was added, and he wrote “Bingzhi”. Words.

“I knew I was right!” Yun poked the handwriting endlessly, “Your apprentice is uneasy and kind, what is it, mark?”

Jiang Yinghe’s clothes are all magic instruments. If you want to change the handwriting, style, or pattern on it, you must add another layer of magic device prohibition. However, this prohibition is not a kind of seal against weapons, and it has no other effect on clothing.

He looked at the light ash handwriting, the first reaction turned out to be the scene where Jun’er was vigil and bored, writing in his clothes … The picture was a little bit funny.

Jiang Yinghe couldn’t help laughing, then coughed twice, and said, “I can’t control him anymore. Qin Jun usually looks steady, how can he always do such a thing … people don’t know what to say.”

Yun kept his eyes wide open: “You don’t have too much bottom line for them, right? Respect teachers and respect teachers …”

He hadn’t spoken enough, and Fei’s curtain was lifted by Qin Jun, and the iron gray (color) eyes looked over with a smile.

“Uncle Yun,” he called this for the first time, with a smile on his face, but it made people look at the back with chills. “Replace tea?”

Yun kept feeling inexplicably pressure and swallowed: “… No, no.”

When Qin Jun put down the curtain, Yun kept breathing deeply, not knowing where he came from, how he felt that he would be bitten by a snake for ten years.

“I have taught them well.” Jiang Yinghe said, “Well, the children are older …”

Yun endlessly heard an old father’s sigh from his words, and he twitched his heart for a long time before deciding to risk his life and prompting: “Have you ever read the new book from the Lanling Bookstore in Xiuzhengjie.”

“Ok?”

“The latest one is a blackened apprentice who has traversed from other small worlds. After blackening, he overthrew his master.” Yun kept looking serious. “Then imprisoned, chained, and (qiang) system like this. , That, that … ”

Jiang Yinghe: “… Don’t look at it too much.”

Yun kept knowing that he was the reaction, and took the tea as a wine (dry gan) with a worry, and said quietly: “Brother Jiang, I really think you are dangerous.”

It is a pity that Jiang Yinghe knew clearly that his apprentice was restrained to that point for his beloved, and the second apprentice was a straight man with his own heart, not to mention the young apprentice. Only, subconsciously fluttered into his arms.

and……

Jiang Yinghe sighed softly and said, “Long night is my closed disciple. I will not accept female disciples anymore. You can rest assured.”

Yun Endless: “… ??? I didn’t mean that!”

He looked at Brother Jiang’s cool and beautiful face, and lay on the table in frustration to calm down for a while, and then asked helplessly, “Is your injury better?”

Jiang Yinghe nodded and said: “I have no trouble, but I didn’t expect to go away from the Lan Ruo Temple again, and went to see him as a condolence for a Buddhist cultivator who had just met before.”

“Their Buddhism didn’t pay much attention to this.” Yun kept drinking half-warm tea. “It’s not so much to see you off as an old man, it’s better to say that this is the first to see the future of many monks in the real world … More is still to be discussed Retrieve this justice from the demon nine babies. ”

Zen abbots are trapped in the test of the Buddha ’s heart. Although the realm is there, they are powerless. This is the real reason why all the factions come.

The crane fluttered across the sky, and an incense burner was lit beside the table case, and the smoke slowly spread out.

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It is not only Penglai that goes to Lan Ruo Temple, but also Yingzhou School, Yaowang Valley and Guanghan Palace.

Master Hui Jing ’s relics stayed in the pagoda, and he was guarded by Xiao Sha Mi who he taught.

Jiang Yinghe looked out of the pagoda for a long time. He came alone, and the little Sha Mi who had seen him in Yunzhou City performed a ritual towards him, saying nothing.

Perhaps one day in the future, he will also be accidentally killed and killed on the way. This is a very common ending among monks. Even the evil cultivation of the demon body a thousand years ago has become a half-step golden fairy, but in the end it has not escaped the falling fate.

He just wanted to go home, but the way home was so far away.

In the first three hundred years of becoming a monk, he asked with a sword and wanted to climb on top of Qingyun. He sometimes forgot the concept of his hometown, and sometimes left behind. In the second three hundred years, he gradually learned to restrain himself, like a cold and sharp cold sword slowly pressing down the edge. The memory of his hometown was blurred and clear, but he once again forgotten it. ——

Jiang Yinghe finally became a jade with a cold outside and an inside temperature, and also climbed to the peak of the fairy road expected a thousand years ago, but he still did not know how to return to his hometown. This wish, which lasted for so long, only saw the turning point in his disciples in the last 100 years.

He is the gentle salvation of the apprentices, the one who brought them under the light, and for Jiang Yinghe, they are actually the hopes they have not asked for much.

Jiang Yinghe stretched out his hands to sort out his sleeves, and was about to hear the crying of several children when he was about to go to the place where the abbot Zen Chan was.

He turned his head and looked into the small house beside the pagoda, and heard the soft crying inside.

“Zen Master … Zen Master, why, how did he sit down … Are the demon and demon clan eating and eating people?”

“The monster beasts all eat people … wooh, I must cut the monster and remove the demon in the future, the monster is the monster! There is no good thing!”

“Correct……”

Jiang Yinghe only listened to these two sentences and sighed. When he looked back, he saw that the beautiful young man was standing not far in front of him. It was a long night.

“Specially come to me?” Jiang Yinghe walked over, “Go, Master is slower.”

Long night took his hand, no movement, but suddenly asked: “Does Master think so?”

“what?”

“Demon Clan.” Long Ye’s eyebrow protector’s body seal glowed slightly, and his lips seemed to be smiling, as if to just ask casually, “Isn’t there a good thing?”

Jiang Yinghe rubbed his hair and said, “Not like this.”

As soon as this remark came out, the other party seemed to loose the nerves with tight bowstrings, blinked at Jiang Yinghe, rubbed the palm of the master, and asked, “Master is not happy?”

Jiang Yinghe was startled: “… Is it so obvious?”

“Yes.” Chang Ye nodded seriously. “Actually, the monster is also very obedient, isn’t there a part of the spirit beast that is very popular? Does Master Zunxi like furry?”

fuzzy? ……Cat?

Jiang Yinghe subconsciously thought of the white cat raised at home, and he reacted afterwards. Now, instead of saying this, he tapped his forehead and said, “What do you think of this little head of me every day? If you do n’t want to listen to the right thing, you still have to stay in the Lan Ruo Temple to raise your mind (sexuality), do n’t always jump like this (off tuo). ”

Long night cleverly nodded along him, looking at the back of Jiang Yinghexuan’s robe, his smile gradually cooling down.

Demon King Nine Infants …

He rummaged through Shen Feng ’s memories for many years before he found the name associated with it from the horns. According to his seniority in practice, Jiuying should call him an ancestor.

What about the world’s contempt? Long night pulled the “broken away” of the chemical flute from his waist, thinking silently: What does it have to do with me? It’s just a group of dust ants underfoot.

As long as his master likes it.

As long as this person likes him, accepts him, and is willing to give him unique tenderness …

Long night closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the long first half of his life, he lived in a fierce battle with (killing sha) the endless demon clan. In this sober world, he just wants to live beside Master.

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Tianmojiao.

The split of the Tianmojiao in the past millennium has produced a sign of reorganization in a short period of time. The heads of the demon branches of each camp are crushed and killed, and it seems that there is an invisible and (qiang) hard hand that squeezes together the original sand gate.

Within this short half-month, several notorious demons died in the hands of the same person, all killed.

But the new leader did not (show) his face. Those who had seen him were either already dead or on the way to death.

Qiu Qiu stepped on the broken limb and broken arm in the hall of Tianmojiao, stepped on the spilled blood (meat rou), and saw a blind girl in red standing outside the bead curtain.

The blind woman in red is covered with red cloth and she is only 15 or 16 years old. She is said to be a subordinate of this new leader who integrated the magic gate.

The blind woman turned her head to hear the voice and said: “Qiu Mojun.”

Qiu Qiu nodded and asked, “The master Qingqi, which he wants, has all been delivered.”

The blind woman replied: “Okay, there is Lao Qiu Mojun.”

Qiu Qiu didn’t leave immediately, but he doubted: “I don’t know what the reason is, so many (Zhenzhen) magic medicines for suppressing heart demons are needed, could it be …”

His words were not half finished. After the curtain of curtains and the screen, there was a sudden swoon of magical energy, and the violent intention almost penetrated into the bone marrow.

Qiu Qiu knelt down halfway, feeling a mouthful of sweetness filling his throat, and heard the low voice coming from inside.

“……roll.”

He did not dare to delay, swallowed back the blood in his throat, suppressed the consternation, and withdrew from the hall silently.

The author has something to say: Long Ye: Why listen to Master’s curse me I’m so excited qaq

Hehe: … abnormal.

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