Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Afterwards, until the arrival of Hehuan Sect, no one came in and made a fuss. Jiang Yinghe was rarely clean, and slowly read the books sent by Wang Mengzhou, but felt that some of the plots in it were very ingenious and fascinating.

There are not many cars in these books, and even if there are, they are baby strollers that have been brought along. I don't know if it is because of the gift to the elders, but it is a lot implicit.

After the Hehuan Sect, a few of them appeared. The flying magic weapon in the Penglai Gate descended from the air, and many acacia disciples walked in a hurry, even when they were saluting, they revealed a faint sadness.

Tong Guiyu has been in charge of the Hehuan Sect for hundreds of years. These juniors are considered to be grown up by him. Even if he has a poor reputation in the right way, for these disciples, there is indeed a bit of kindness. .

This time, it was not the guardian He who greeted him, but a boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. He wore a dark blue robe and a snow-colored plush cloak with a black background with gold patterns. He was very handsome between his eyebrows. He Hufa is behind him.

"Mengzhou has seen seniors."

Wang Mengzhou stepped forward and bowed his head in salute.

Jiang Yinghe nodded slightly, did not say much, but followed him all the way into the hall.

Wang Mengzhou is Tong Guiyu's apprentice, but it has not been announced to the public before. He was raised in the Lanling Shulou to study the Hehuan Dao, and he was also the designated successor in the "Suicide Note".

Jiang Yinghe had no objection to the friend's choice, nor questioned the junior's ability to do things, but only completed what Tong Guiyu entrusted him: don't say anything, just sit on Wang Mengzhou's side.

Inside the main hall of the Hehuan Sect, there was originally a lot of quarrels and discussions. Many Hehuan elders held on to the news of the death of the head, and refused to let the successor designated by the head teacher directly take the head of the sect. There were some difficulties. The monks who had been in the pass for hundreds of years relied on the old and sold the old, and denounced Wang Mengzhou as a yellow-mouthed child.

Afterwards, there was a sound of opening and closing at the hall door, and the disciples reported Penglai's name, and the hall suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Yinghe stepped into the main hall with Li Huanhan and Qin Jun beside him. The little cat in Long Ye never liked such occasions.

Without a word, he was introduced into the seat by Wang Mengzhou, and then he combed the tail of the dust on his hand, waiting for others to speak first.

But no one dared to speak first.

This strange silence lasted for a long time, and many people looked over quietly, but feared that they would offend, and then withdrew.

On the opposite seat, there is Guanghan

Gong, Yingzhou faction, Yaowanggu and other righteous immortals, none of them are familiar with each other, only Chou Yongzhou stood up and bowed to him.

Huaiqing people always treat him with a life-saving grace.

After this silence lasted for a long time, finally a monk from the Hehuan Sect stroked his beard and spoke. In front of Jiang Yinghe, even if the beard was left on the ground, these people had to treat each other with the gifts of the younger generation.

This is the internal affairs of the Hehuan Sect, and Jiang Yinghe is inconvenient to participate, but as long as others sit here and make a stand, it is already incomparable help.

After the three sticks of incense, the tea was changed again.

The Hehuan Sect finally reached an agreement and established an organization similar to the elders' pavilion to assist Wang Mengzhou. Jiang Yinghe listened for a long time and thought about it for a long time, always feeling like the constitutional monarchy of the cultivation world.

All affairs are finalized, and the next is the ceremony that will be arranged later, and the various sects can only leave after the Hehuanzong observes the ceremony.

As everyone retired, Wang Mengzhou came to Jiang Yinghe again, and said a few words about his master's explanations during his lifetime. He also said that if Jiang Xianjun liked it, the collection of Lanling Library could be bestowed on his predecessors.

...I don't know what Tong Guiyu said, making this child think that he likes to read that kind of weird script.

Jiang Yinghe refused casually, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chou Yongzhou standing not far away, looking out of the main hall of the Hehuan Sect.

Jiang Yinghe then looked around and saw the sculpture outside the gate of the temple, a statue of a man and woman symbolizing perfect love and happiness.

In the windy winter, another light snow fell before, covering the hair and shoulders of the statue, shaking and melting with the wind.

Sorrowful for a long time without a word, he stretched out his hand to tighten the collar of his shirt, turned his head, glanced at Wang Mengzhou with a very gentle gaze, and then left.

His back was thin and lonely, and there was even a slight depression.

Jiang Yinghe looked at him away and heard Wang Mengzhou Road.

"Xianjun, Senior Huaiqing..." The young man hesitated for a moment, "Because of my master, his status in the Medicine King Valley is not as good as before. Recently, he may not be in a good mood, and he never laughs...but the real person is very fond of the younger generation. "

"Yeah." Jiang Yinghe stared at him for a long while, and suddenly felt that the other party was not in a bad mood because of his reputation or being criticized in Medicine King Valley.

Just like the three-hundred-odd years after he was reincarnated and rebuilt, what he saw was not the white-headed statue of Luo Xue, but the unpredictable waiting and waiting for a century.

Jiang Yinghe sighed, reached out and patted Wang Mengzhou's shoulder, and said, "If you return to fishing,

Within a short period of time, he could not return to the Hehuan Sect. You have to work hard to make progress, be on your own, and use your abilities to protect the people you want to protect. "

Wang Mengzhou looked up at him. It seemed that at this moment he still couldn't understand the wind and frost in it, but he nodded very seriously.

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The Hehuan Sect has already prepared a residence for the monks to observe the ceremony.

The dust-free sword in Jiang Yinghe's hand has been prepared, and then it will be merged and recast. He stayed in the room to design the recast key points, and did not notice anyone entering.

Until the ink on the side was worn away, the rich color spread in the inkstone. Jiang Yinghe didn't have to lift his eyes to look at him to know that Li Huanhan was by his side.

The two didn't say a word to each other, but they got along with each other tacitly and tenderly. When the sky was dark, Li Huanhan lit the lamp, but still held his wrist.

"Stop writing." He said, "You frowned just now. Are you tired?"

Jiang Yinghe was picked up by the other party as soon as he put aside his pen. He didn't expect this person to act so suddenly, and he said: "...Tired is not tired, what's wrong with you?"

Before his words fell, he was kissed by the other party's lips, and then slowly placed on the bed and hugged him tightly around his waist.

Jiang Yinghe's thoughts were confused, and then he heard a low voice from his ears.

"... Does the progress bar of the master show any indication?"

Jiang Yinghe has not received a task in recent days. Even if he has made progress, he has only added a few percent of the double repair with them, and he has always recorded the degree of integration at 50%. As mentioned by Li Huanhan, He just glanced over.

.... fifty-one percent?

Jiang Yinghe was taken aback for a moment, wondering where this extra point came from. When he was in doubt, he saw Li Huanhan stretch out his hand, and a strong and violent demonic energy spread from the palm of his hand.

Before Jiang Yinghe asked, the devilish energy suddenly changed, the temperature dropped sharply, and it became a quiet and cold ghost energy that lingered in Li Huanhan's fingers.

Jiang Yinghe said something, his head was full of question marks, and then he listened to the other side.

"Yesterday, I had a discussion with my junior brother, and I found out by accident."

He spoke lightly, and his mood was not much different from usual.

...The increase in integration should be because of this.

Jiang Yinghe held his hand, and the ghost spirit lingering between the opponent's fingers immediately changed again and turned into an unpredictable demon spirit, and then everything returned to silence.

"I asked Qin Jun and Chang Ye, and they are the same." Li Huanhan looked at him and said, "This should be a sign."

Jiang Yinghe

I don’t know what kind of feeling he used to say these few words. He raised his eyes and saw that the **** eyes were quiet and peaceful. He could hardly see any kind of sadness and resistance in them, but he was right. It was this calm that made his heart tremble the most.

Li Huanhan lowered his head, kissed him lightly, and said in a low voice, "Is there me in the heart of Master?"

Jiang Yinghe was speechless and nodded blankly.

"Enough." Li Huanhan said, "This is my best destination."

Jiang Yinghe squeezed the fingers of his shirt tightly, and said, "...Don't say that. If you say that, I'll...I feel like I'm about to lose something."

"No." Li Huanhan corrected gently and patiently, "I want to come back to you, really go back."

"The more the degree of fusion increases, the more I can feel a heart-wrenching pain." He said next to Jiang Yinghe, "I want to appear next to you as a Taoist companion, not a superficial mentor."

"I also want to be the master... you don't have to be burdened by pure reputation, you don't have to be entangled by the difference between good and evil, and the division of master and apprentice. I want you to always hold the moon and be the leader of the fairy road.

Li Huanhan shook his hand, the temperature matched.

"Don't be contaminated with dust, I will come back to you cleanly."

That was the person he was holding on to his heart. Even if he touched it, he was afraid that it would make him frown. How could he be willing to make him feel wronged a little bit for himself.

As long as Jiang Yinghe looked at him, he felt that his ability to think would not be able to move. He was a little confused about these complicated emotions, but he knew very clearly--

How much I like him.

He leaned over and kissed the other person, just when he was feeling emotional, he heard a meow suddenly.

Jiang Yinghe moved for a while, turned his head and looked at the door, and saw Qin Jun standing still holding the cat.

It's hard to imagine that with Qin Jun's relationship with Chang Ye, one day he would hold this little green tea normally instead of grabbing it by the neck.

Qin Jun sighed slowly, and said, "As expected of Brother Li, he moved too fast."

He didn't stop talking, stretched out his hand and grabbed a black snake with red eyes from his body. The blood shadow with the snake's body entered the hibernation period, even if it was torn off, it didn't move much.

"It recognized the wrong person. I played with your devilish energy for a while, and it climbed up." Qin Junman casually threw the black snake towards Li Huanhan. Let's eat it."

Li Huanhan accepted it blankly, and pinched a few times on the snake's body, and the hibernating black snake immediately recovered.

Wake up, wrapped around his fingers into a small twist in a daze.

Li Huanhan stared at the two thirds who disturbed him, and said lightly: "What else?"

"The other thing is..." Qin Jun put the white cat in his arms into the arms of the master, and said to Jiang Yinghe very seriously, "Is it really worth seeing someone this time?"

Jiang Yinghe's ears were red when he heard it, and there was confusion in his mind. He heard the other party continue to be extremely absurd, but slowly and logically: "He is not the only one who thinks that way, and San'er and I are also very poor. How can the master be partial..."

Said he was eccentric...

Jiang Yinghe was getting more and more without a bottom line, turning his head to look at Xiaoxue outside the window, he stumbled, and said in a low voice: "...you want to have a share, then... then have it..."

The author has something to say: I can’t get on my little bike on this **** (dignified)

So I gave up the cart and started to push Jiyou's article: "How to Raider the Black Moonlight Master" by Pillow on the Glacier

Beishan Heng has an apprentice who is gentle and obedient, kind but loves bullying.

But one day, he suddenly learned that this Baozi apprentice would transform into a Tyrannosaurus rex in the future, castrate himself first and then kill him, frustrating his bones and ashes.

Beishan Heng covered a roll and ran away.

The little apprentice was stimulated and refined.

After being chased / ravaged time and time again, Beishanheng finally gave up on himself and decided to lie down on the cutting board: "...Don't go crazy, give it a go."

The Tyrannosaurus rex transformed, turned back into a bun, and smiled at him in milk:

"Good master, obviously the more crazy I go, the more happy you are."

【Edible Guide】

1. A righteous crying girl attacking Xie Bao Bingshan suffers all kinds of evils;

2. In the next year, 1v1, HE, attack the love brain;

3. Master is fake and cold, beautiful and miserable, hard in his mouth, soft in heart;

4. Overhead continent, high military and low demons, all the place names of dynasties are fictitious.