Master: This Villainous Disciple Is Not the Holy Child

Taoyao went out to do the Holy Land mission.

Chu Xiu failed to reach her.

He had no choice but to go on the road with Zhu Ziyue.

Three days later.

Southern Domain·Qingxuan City.

It is adjacent to Shiwanda Mountain and is a large city belonging to the Apocalypse Dynasty.

It has a population of tens of millions and is very prosperous.

From time to time, monks flew over the city gate.

There were also mortals lining up on the ground to enter the city in an orderly manner.

Two white unicorn horses flapped their wings and flew over, pulling a luxurious carriage.

When the soldiers guarding the gate clearly saw the royal emblem of the Ming Empire above, they immediately shouted to their men to let them through quickly.

Eunuch Chen drove the car and flew into the city.

Inside the luxury carriage.

On Chu Xiu's shoulders stood Ji Taimei, and Yan Qiao stood behind him.

Directly opposite were three little girls.

At this time, several people were joking.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son did not expect that you would be so knowledgeable about the outside world in the Holy Land."

Zhu Ziyue's face was full of admiration.

"I know a little bit~" Chu Xiu raised his hand and pressed it softly.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, was that Black Dragon King killed by the monk named Han in the end? What happened to her master, Miss Nangong, in the end?"

Chunhua's eyes were shining.

: "Of course I was killed, but there were some accidents along the way...hehe."

Chu Xiu said with a bad smile, "Do you want to know?"

"Of course I want to~"

The three little girls nodded in unison.

Chu Xiu lowered his voice...

After the three girls heard this, their faces immediately turned red.

: "I didn't expect it to be like this..."

: "But, they are masters and disciples... Wouldn't this be against etiquette?" Zhu Ziyue was as pretty as a flower, her face flushed.

Even the mature and beautiful Elder Mo Feiyan had a strange look in his eyes.

Can master and apprentice still play like this?

She glanced furtively at Chu Xiu.

He was wearing a white robe, his face was like a crown of jade, and his eyes were deep.

He held the folding fan with his hand and smiled at the corner of his mouth, like a storyteller, without feeling shy at all.

In the void above the carriage.

A beautiful figure spat lightly.

This traitor... is so shameless.

Want to ask who she is?

Of course it’s Fairy Master.

She was just passing by the Ming Empire on her way to the capital, and she didn't mean to hide in the dark to protect the rebels.

Yes, just supervise him.

We cannot let him ruin the reputation of the Holy Land.

I won't worry about him hooking up with other women...

Hmm~

After finishing my business in the capital, I will return to the Holy Land.

en route.

She eavesdropped on the conversation in the carriage.

The story tells the story of a monk named Han with extremely poor qualifications who was unwilling to be ordinary and worked hard to practice, but encountered many difficulties and opportunities.

He spoke very well, like a professional storyteller in a teahouse in the mortal world, with a rich voice and a strong sense of empathy.

.... Even she was attracted by the story.

Until a woman named Nangong appeared and became the master of a monk named Han... the story slowly became more subtle.

Especially the part about King Mo Jiao...

Fairy Master felt that the traitor was definitely trying to insinuate her.

He is a monk named Han, and she is Miss Nangong... That's definitely the case.

"It's true that you are a traitor. It's embarrassing to tell such a story in front of outsiders." Fairy Master's face was as red as a bubble teapot.

"Sir, we are entering the city."

Could it be that Yan bent down, breathed into Chu Xiu's ear and whispered Rulan.

On this trip, she was not trying to protect Chu Xu.

The Holy Lord arranged for her to follow Chu Xiu to the Ming Dynasty.

Sister Hua is worried that he doesn't know how to handle some foreign affairs.

Therefore, Mo Feiyan, who has strong "service" and "ability", was arranged to serve as Chu Xiu's temporary housekeeper.

To prevent him from getting entangled in debris.

Chu Xiu nodded, lifted the car curtain with his right hand, and looked out.

The streets are vast, the houses are scattered in an orderly manner, the traffic is busy, and the people are constantly flowing...

Bustling and lively.

The monks who came out of the Holy Land saw this scene in a trance, and they must have the illusion that they came from the Immortal World to the mortal world.

But, he didn't.

He has been crawling around in the mortal world for too long, struggling for too many years, and has become accustomed to these scenery.

Two unicorns flapped their wings and pulled the cart down slowly.

Directly opposite is a rest house, with luxurious decoration and high-end appearance. It looks like a place where rich people live.

The steward of Xizhan came forward with a smile.

She wears extremely bold clothes and has charming eyes.

Zhu Ziyue's carriage is extraordinary.

Even if she didn't recognize the sign on the carriage.

I also know that anyone who can own such a car is either rich or noble.

Naturally, she wanted to greet him in person.

I saw a few people getting off the bus.

She hurriedly stepped forward and said coquettishly:

: "Oh, welcome to Qingxuan Rest House."

Soon, she led everyone into the luxurious hall, where Xiaosi led two unicorn horses to the pet area.

The room was quickly arranged.

They are all independent houses with very good views.

Night falls.

Chu Xiu left Xizhan alone.

Aware of people blending into the void.

He sighed.

: "What are you thinking, Master? Why are you following me all the time?"

He circled seven times and eight times, using various concealment methods, and finally got rid of the master.

"???"

In the void, Qi Mengdie was a little confused.

Start doubting life.

"I'm following a monk from the other side of the world, can I lose him?"

"Where did the traitor go?"

After disguising herself, Chu Xiu came to a small drugstore with a closed door.

There is a black devil's head logo printed on the door.

Chu Xiu stretched out his right hand and drew a five-pointed star symbol with his index finger.

Crunch...

The door opens automatically.

It was pitch dark inside, without a lamp, and it was as eerie as a haunted house.

Chu Xiu stepped in.

The door closes automatically.

簌~

A blue flame burned out of thin air, floating above the head, illuminating half of the room.

There is a long black stone table below, and sitting on the front is a man shrouded in black mist.

I can't see the face clearly, and I don't know the gender.

Chu Xiu walked over and sat down opposite him.

Say directly: "The whereabouts of Liu Hongyi."

: "Two hundred thousand Divine Origin stones." The figure in the black mist spoke hoarsely.

Chu Xiu frowned.

As a rare material in Tianqiong Continent, divine stones are also used as hard currency.

The exchange ratio with High Grade Origin Stones is 1:1000, and even if you have Origin Stones, you may not be able to exchange them for Divine Origin Stones.

20w is 200 million High Grade Yuanshi.

: "Your Tianji Pavilion is as dark as ever." Chu Xiu sneered.

: "Our information is absolutely true and reliable. Do you know how many people have been looking for her recently?" The figure in the black fog was neither salty nor cool.

: "300 drops of ten thousand year old stone milk."

The ten-thousand-year-old stone milk was obtained from Brother Ye Yang in the Desolate Demon Secret Realm, and now it is finally put to use.

The figure's eyes moved slightly, "400 drops."

"Tianji Pavilion, there will be no counter-offering."

Chu Xiu waved his right hand, and a jade bottle flew out and landed in front of him.

He has two bottles of ten-thousand-year-old stone milk, and four hundred drops is about one-third of one bottle.

The figure in the black mist opened the stopper, and the scent of medicine hit his nostrils. He immediately closed it and put it into the storage ring.

Throw a parchment scroll to Chu Xiu.

: "It feels good to trade with you, do you need any other information?"

Chu Xiu thought for a moment, "The whereabouts of the only bloodline of the Qin Family in the Ming Empire."

The figure in the black mist squinted his eyes and sent out a spiritual thought, as if he was communicating with someone.

Not long after, he opened his eyes and said, "30 drops of ten thousand year old stone milk."

Chu Xiu gave him thirty drops.

The figure in the black mist threw him a parchment.

Chu Xiu stood up and turned to leave. When he was about to walk through the door, he suddenly stopped.

: "What other information do you need?"

Chu Xiu turned his head, the corners of his mouth raised, and a trace of strange blood flashed in his eyes.

"I have some information to sell you."

"Oh? What information?" The figure in the black mist became interested.

: "The whereabouts of Yuehua Great Emperor's Immortal Sutra..."

When the black fog figure heard this, his body visibly twisted.

He said in a trembling voice, "Do you really know the whereabouts of the Yuehua Immortal Sutra?"

"With your intelligence network, it's easy to verify, isn't it? Let's estimate the price!" Chu Xiu smiled gently.

Anyone who knows him knows that when he smiles like this.

This means that he is going to start tricking people.

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