Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?

Jin Chong Tower.

The old man Zhuan Yu was in the lobby on the first floor, holding a cup in his hand, which was filled with scarlet liquid.

He was looking at a figure below with a smile.

One disciple knelt on the ground on one knee, his face full of pain and confusion, and his body seemed to be shaking violently uncontrollably.

And on this disciple's body, there was a giant bird with a black body lying tightly on it.

The giant bird clung to him tightly, its long neck wrapping around the disciple's neck.

The two heads next to each other seemed to be glued together, with flesh, flesh and feathers blending together. He tried desperately to pull them apart, but they were stretched like strings and could not break away from the entanglement.

Half of the disciple's face was quickly assimilated by the black bird, and his face had a lot of distortions.

He begged and looked at the smiling old man above.

"Master...Master, save me!"

The old man Zhuanyu put the cup down from his mouth with a calm expression and licked the blood on the corner of his mouth.

"If your mind is not firm, your body can be taken away so easily, and your qualifications are not as good as your body, do you still need to be a teacher for such a thing?

You should know the rules. Whoever wins is the disciple. "

"No! Master! This disciple doesn't want to become a shell! Save the disciple...save the disciple..."

The disciple below was still screaming heartbreakingly, hoping that Old Man Zhuan Yu could help him, but Old Man Zhuan Yu stopped talking and remained indifferent.

As the disciple's body and body continued to entangle, countless black-like substances crazily poured into his body, and a large amount of black energy bloomed in his eyes.

After a while, the disciple's body stopped shaking and gradually became quiet.

The giant black bird lying tightly on his body tried to struggle, but it quickly turned into a large amount of black energy and dissipated, and finally retracted into his body.

There was a thick layer of black light in his eyes, and the disciple's expression quickly returned to clarity, and he looked at the old man Zhuanyu above.

"Thank you Master!"

He seemed to be still adapting to this body, and his movements were a little uncoordinated, but still decent.

The old man Zhuan Yu smiled, but after just a few glances, he lost interest. He waved his hand to the disciple below, signaling him to retreat.

The disciples quickly and respectfully retreated, leaving only the old man Zhuanyu in the hall, which became extremely quiet.

After a while, he saw old man Zhuan Yu looking outside the Jin Chong Tower and slowly speaking.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in?"

"Haha, aren't I waiting for you to invite me in, Zhuan Yu!"

Before anyone arrived, a figure wearing a white Taoist robe appeared in the hall of Jin Chong Tower, looking face to face with the old man Zhuan Yu.

The person who came was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, with sharp eyes.

He was wearing a white Taoist robe, but his beard and hair were all green, and his whole body exuded a faint green aura all the time.

The man did not have his feet on the ground, but was floating in mid-air a foot above the ground.

But despite this, when the green energy emanating from his body touched the ground, the ground was like boiling water, constantly bubbling and being strongly corroded.

"Wen Zhao, if you don't stay well in your dojo, why are you here here?"

Zhuan Yu's face was very calm, he picked up the cup again, took a full cup from the blood hole in his chest, and brought it to his mouth.

"Does it taste good? Give me a drink too."

Wen Zhao did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at the cup in the hand of the old man Zhuanyu with some emotion and said.

"You can't drink this stuff, so I'd better skip it."

"Stingy! You say it as if no one has it."

Wenzhao smiled coldly, and the green energy emanating from his body suddenly gathered into one stream, condensing into the shape of a cup in his hand.

The cup was bubbling, full of dark green syrup, and he drank it all in one gulp.

"Hiccup~"

The cup in his hand dissipated into green energy, and he burped immediately. A strong green energy suddenly escaped from his seven orifices, and his expression immediately became a little comfortable, and then he looked at the old man Zhuanyu again.

"I came to you to tell you a good thing. You remember Yin Zhou, the five-star disciple from Tieshan Tower? He is now my disciple, haha."

"Weak-minded, jealous and impatient. Although his talent is good, it is difficult to put it to good use."

The foolish old man chuckled.

How could he not remember Yin Zhou? After all, the boy came to him several times and wanted to become his disciple, but he always rejected him.

Hearing what the old man Zhuanyu said, Wenzhao smiled and snorted coldly.

"So what? Talent and strength are the most important! Didn't you also accept a new disciple? That guy's cultivation level is only in the middle stage of flesh and blood. He is far worse than Yin Zhou. Your vision is getting better and better. question.

Look at these disciples under you, how can they compare with my disciples? It’s no wonder that in Jinlu Pavilion, you can no longer compare with us, you have fallen! "

Wen Zhao was sarcastic and did not give in at all.

"If you are just here to talk about this matter, then you can leave now, I will not keep you."

There was no change in the expression of the old man Zhuanyu. If just one word made him uneasy, then he would still be called the old man Zhuanyu.

"Of course that's not the case."

Plague Sign smiled.

"Actually, I'm just here to stop you for a moment."

"Stop me?"

There was a trace of doubt on the old man's face.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed slightly, his eyes suddenly looked south, and then his eyes froze.

"Is this what you mean?"

He slowly put down the cup in his hand and looked at the plague with a hint of evil in his eyes.

"No, no, no, how could this be what I meant? It's just that my new disciple wanted to prove himself. He begged me, so I came."

"Actually, I also want to see, will you regret it? You just pushed a disciple with excellent talents and qualifications to me. You really made a mistake this time."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill him?"

Zhuan Yu's face became very cold, and his tone was full of solemnity.

"Then kill him. Anyway, it's fair for our two disciples to exchange each other.

But now that I'm here, you can't kill him yet, at least you have to wait until he's done. "

Wen Zhao continued to smile and did not take the old man's words to heart.

"As for now, you can only accompany me here to drink tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless green energy gathered in his hand to form a cup again.

"I'm not as stingy as you. Do you want a drink?"

"..."

…

Small loft.

Looking at the guy named Yin Zhou in front of him, he started to declare a challenge to decide the outcome.

Yang Yu ran through all the memories about him in his mind and was convinced that he had no contact with this person at all and did not know him at all.

Is this guy mentally ill?

Oh yes! I almost forgot that these cultivators, whether they are monks or demons, have brain problems.

"Senior Brother Yang, there is no need to worry. Junior Brother just wants to compete with you to decide whether you will live or die. Let Elder Zhuanyu see who is worthy of being his disciple."

A wanton smile appeared on Yin Zhou's handsome face. He clearly called himself his junior brother, but when facing Yang Yu, his tone had a condescending tone, as if Yang Yu was his junior brother.

"If you want to become a disciple, you go to my master. What does that have to do with me?"

"It has nothing to do with senior brother, but junior brother just wants to show Elder Zhuanyu that the disciples he accepts will be trampled under my feet. I will prove to him that his vision is nothing more than this!"

"..."

Yang Yu was speechless. He asked how a complete stranger could suddenly declare a challenge. Now he understood that the target of this guy was not him, but the old man Zhuan Yu.

He just wanted to use him to attract the attention of the foolish old man.

Thinking of this, Yang Yu couldn't help but smile.

"So, junior brother has convinced me?"

"You can come to Qiushuiting in three days to keep your appointment. However, if you choose to admit defeat now, I won't make it difficult for you."

Yin Zhou also said with a smile, looking very confident.

There is a small level difference between him and Yang Yu, but he is more than able to display the strength of Rou Qing in the later stage.

Cultivation is only the appearance of strength, not all of it.

He is more than that.

"In that case..."

Yang Yu thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, see you in Qiushui Garden in three days."

"Haha, senior brother is really happy. Then junior brother, I will say goodbye and see you in three days!"

Yin Zhou received a satisfactory answer, turned around and left with a smile on his face.

Watching Yin Zhou's back gradually leaving the small attic, getting further and further away.

A question couldn't help but pop up in Yang Yu's mind.

Qiushuiting... where is it?

Forget it, it's not important, anyway, he never thought about going to Qiushuiting.

Buzz——

A glimmer of light emerges, and the light shines brightly.

Yang Yu stood up from his seat, and behind him, a halo of light emitting solemn and holy light suddenly appeared.

The next moment, the whole person disappeared on the spot.