Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

The sound of rain intermittently lingered all night.

In the early morning of the next day, a long-tailed bird fell on the green pine outside Qingjing Cliff. It seemed that it was already psychic and could fly to such a high cliff.

Jiang Yinghe opened the window and saw the bird on the pine flying over, tentatively landing by the window, looking at him with a pair of smart eyes.

The morning light surged with the clear breath.

Jiang Yinghe only took a few glances, then lowered his head and continued to look at some descriptions and key points of the recast sword, calculating when he could start preparing for the important stage. After thinking for a moment, he encountered a sword casting problem and was about to raise his hand to the bookshelf. When I pulled out the booklet, I suddenly saw the neatly arranged "Diary of Observation of Humans in Different Worlds After Crossing Through".

As the degree of integration has increased, its content should also be able to make progress.

Jiang Yinghe took down the booklet, and the fourth page that was originally opened without words was revealed, and the handwriting on it was still familiar and neat.

"...It hurts too much."

"It's the first time I feel so thoroughly what kind of purgatory he created. Cannibalism, rivalry between different races, winners and losers, there is no discipline, no moral integrity, only endless struggle."

"His Taoism was blocked. At the beginning of the development, he thought that this would be a normal world, but he did not expect that the entire world would be influenced by his character, and the creator's emotions would be poured into desire and pain invisibly."

"The direction of the world slid into the abyss uncontrollably, towards a dead end... But it is still difficult for me to agree to let him destroy his cultivation base and end this purgatory."

"After all, you and I don’t know how many people are struggling for survival and surviving in this world of purgatory in our eyes. Even if this is the world you created, I still feel that life comes to the world, the best Give them the right to freely choose between survival and death, instead of..."

Instead of ruining it altogether.

Jiang Yinghe silently added a sentence in his heart, linking this record to the dark age, thinking of the few records in historical books and classics.

He eased his mood and turned another page.

"The time when his Dao Mind was unstable was when I came here at the very beginning of the world.... Maybe it's related to me, it's because of the great way of cultivating... Was it tempted instead?"

There was a large section of ink smeared in the middle, and there was nothing in it. Jiang Yinghe carefully identified it for a long time, and couldn't even guess a word.

It's amazing.

In this dark ink

Next, I wrote a sentence at the bottom.

"His spirit is going to disperse."

There was another small blank space.

"...My cat passed away."

Jiang Yinghe's heart suddenly tightened, as if he was also aware of the emotions in these few sentences. The dusty memory in his mind seemed to show signs of shaking at this moment. Although he still can't remember it, he can get from this short period of time. In the two lines of words, I can feel the pain of the past few years.

He closed the booklet, took a sigh of relief, thinking that his abuse point was too low to see the abuse of essays. Using his basic skills as a people’s teacher to confiscate the novels, he guessed that a large number of bizarre abuses of essays, such as Shenhun San, would begin later. Go, wait for a thousand years, rub shoulders and meet but don’t know each other...

After Jiang Yinghe finished guessing based on his basic skills, he made enough preparations and turned to the last page that he could read.

"Dao Xin has shifted to the point where his soul diverges, is he thinking of something unhealthy in his mind?"

Ok?

"I studied with him all night and figured out several methods. In the end, I still feel that the method of dividing the soul is the most appropriate. As long as the soul is divided into three parts, then how to divide it, the deviation of the Taoist heart will not make the difference. Enchanted?"

"This topic is too important. After a night of chatting, it made me aching back. When finalizing the plan, he started to get crazy again, saying that he was afraid that he would not be able to find me by cutting it into pieces... …"

"Oh, naive, according to my arrangement and plan, you not only have to find me, but you can also kneel on me as a teacher. I'm really a genius."

...

Jiang Yinghe closed the book blankly, threw the diary back on the shelf, and sat back coldly in front of the case, full of these words in his mind.

… Peerless little genius, why didn’t he expect to have to deal with three after cutting the film?

The more he thought about it, the more headache he got, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, relaxing his mind while thinking about the purpose of doing so.

If it is because of his appearance that affects the other party, then in the process of separation of souls and unity, he must become a part of his journey to oneness, otherwise everything will remain the same as before, and the human world will still be affected by his mind. Big impact.

Looking at it this way, this diary, Wuchen sword, and the mirror that broke Qin Jun’s identity in Jianxian’s legacy are all deduced and designed by myself in advance, and will move towards the ultimate goal as much as possible. .

Jiang Yinghe thought slowly, and sorted out the changes from the historical record to the present. After losing the shaky influence of the creator of the world, the earthly development has indeed gradually become smoother.

He comb

After finishing the treatment, he breathed out slowly and tapped the table lightly, not knowing whether to praise his peerless genius, or to comment on his lack of knowledge of a certain aspect of the Taoist companion.

This cheapness is not so easy to take, and it has to pay a very serious price. Every time I go on the road, my back hurts for several days.

The bird by the window tilted his head to look at him. It seemed that the light breath on Jiang Yinghe was very good, so he jumped onto the table and pecked the back of his hand.

This time it was gentle and hardly exerted, it was more like a new psychic bird who was going to play with a comfortable monk for a while.

In the next instant, a black snake came up from the corner of the table, staring at the bird with scarlet eyes, and vomiting a letter. Just when the bird was about to fly, one hand picked up the black snake at will. Tucked back into the sleeves without any waves.

Li Huanhan put the blood shadow back, took a look at the book Master was reading, then changed a cup of tea on the table, and asked, "Why is it me?"

If at ordinary times, even if Qin Jun was to handle the chores and was not with Jiang Yinghe, the little green tea cat that had to be nestled in the arms of the master every day to sleep peacefully would definitely not be able to run away. Today, none of them are there.

Jiang Yinghe accustomed to receiving the tea, and after a long time he tasted the taste of Enshi Yulu, he replied: "I asked Jun'er to take him to sterilization."

……sterilization?

Li Huanhan took the paperweight and stopped on the flat lapis lazuli paperweight on one of the four corners. After a moment of silence, he asked, "...though..."

For the first time, he had the idea of ​​wanting to say a few words to Chang Ye. He didn't know whether he would be affected by the integration. After thinking about it contradictory for a while, he continued: "But it won't be..."

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and looked at him for a long while, then couldn't help but smiled, and said, "No, I just said it casually."

He paused and added: "Recently the rainy weather has been too high. I checked the classics of the demon race. When the fierce beasts in this weather are easy to build nests and estrus, I asked Jun'er to take him to do something clear-hearted. If you can’t control yourself during the long night, and the movement is too loud, wouldn’t you be famous in the Penglai Gate?"

Li Huanhan nodded slightly, took the lapis lazuli paperweight, flattened a corner of the page, and then re-sharpened the ink.

Jiang Yinghe looked up and saw that the other party's blood eyes were bright red, there was no wave in it, and there was no trace of the danger and horror that belonged to the blood river demon.

It is precisely because of the separation of souls that the extremely shifted Taoism was saved, but it is also because of this that each of them has flaws and loopholes in their xinxing, and they need to slowly fill in the teaching to

Save everything.

The blackening column is empty, he should be almost done... Jiang Yinghe thought while watching him, his eyes became more obvious, until Li Huanhan stopped his movements and stared at him.

Those deep and incomparable blood eyes were silent, the two looked at each other a few times, and the other side suddenly approached, and the breath suddenly blended together.

Jiang Yinghe could feel the seemingly unreliable aura of swordsman killing in him, as well as the calmness and peace that this aura precipitates. His edge is so introverted that it makes people unable to find a single minute of danger, like a sinking The dragon in the cold lake.

Afterwards, Li Huanhan moved slightly and kissed him.

Jiang Yinghe was startled, his hand holding the pen was grasped by his wrist and pressed against his palm. When he touched the coldness of the opponent's lips, he hesitated and asked softly: "Why suddenly..."

"Didn't the master imply it first?"

"……what?"

Li Huanhan's tone was calm, his eyes focused on him, "Master looked at me for a long time first."

"Uh, that's because..."

"Look at me, don't you just like me, and then want me to kiss you, or you and me..."

...What logic.

Jiang Yinghe was afraid that he would say something about tiger and wolf, so he knocked on the desk and said, "Don't say it."

In the next moment, Li Huanhan really stopped speaking and used the six words "Facts are better than eloquence" to let Jiang Yinghe know what it means to teach each other.

He kissed Jiang Yinghe again, this time it was no longer a slight and gentle temptation, but a soft and lingering kiss, eroding in inch by inch.

Jiang Yinghe has always been the most unable to cope with such a gentle offensive. He vaguely felt that he might have been deceived by this gentle-skinned lunatic back then, so much so that he still eats him.

He raised his hand and grabbed Li Huanhan's shirt, slowly relaxing his nervous emotions, just when he was getting better-

The mysterious door opened quickly, and Heming outside the door sounded together with the familiar female voice.

"Junior Brother Jiang! The head brother said that you returned to Penglai without incident. It is worthwhile that I have delayed the news for four hundred years. I have succeeded in breaking..."

Yan Caiwei stood still on the spot, her words stopped abruptly.

Her feet were stuck in the distance as if they had taken roots, watching the scene in front of her intently, and seeing the jade pole wolf pen being loosened by her junior's beautiful fingers, it rolled to the ground and fell into two pieces.

Yan Caiwei blinked, coughed dryly, and said, "Excuse me, excuse me, or do you... do business first?"

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On the other side, Ten Thousand Monsters border fortress.

The innkeeper sat lazily at the counter, and ordered Xiao Er to send the last one he caught. While commanding, he exclaimed: "The world has its own true feelings. For the cub's life-long event, how much this adult takes pains."

Xiao Er agreed, and bumped up the cage and sent it into the room.

Qin Jun nodded, watched the little demon put down the cage, glanced over, and asked the other side: "Still not looking up?"

Chang Ye was dressed in red, his furry tail was thickly exploded, and his whole body was suppressed with an aura of demolition in the next second, and he slapped the table with a slap: "Does Master mean that? You can find one for me." The female cat in the house?! Qin Jun, do you want to fight..."

"It doesn't matter." Qin Jun glanced at the cat cage indifferently, "You can't beat me now."

He paused, and continued: "Besides, it was the master who asked me to take you out to be sober, so as not to be affected by the weather, after all, monsters... there are always so many ten days in ten days. In estrus."

Chang Ye was almost **** to death by him. He took a few deep breaths, then took a sigh of relief, and said: "Don't think we are the same, I can't do it with you..."

Qin Jun still couldn't get any energy up, and he pulled the corner of his mouth at will: "It's up to you, this is the frontier fortress of Ten Thousand Monsters."

Chang Ye: "...You are nothing like Li Huanhan, but the despicable methods and attitudes are exactly the same."

"Thanks for the compliment." Qin Jun smiled, "If it weren't for the fear of affecting the integration, I should take this opportunity to castrate you, and it would be better than competing with a cat every day."

Hey, how do you feel that you have said this before?

The author has something to say: Senior Sister Yan (flies rubbing her hands): VIP seats at the scene, it’s not so good, hehehe...