The whole sect is reborn

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Ling Junqian saw that this was not going to work, so he spoke first to break the silence.

"But when she's not crazy, she still has normal black eyes. There's nothing strange about her."

"This doesn't mean anything. Normal humans don't have their eyes turn red when they're manic."

At this time, the sick and weak disciple who had just been knocked down coughed a few times, and then spoke weakly.

"And this child's strength is not ordinary. Master, she broke free of your belt at once."

"Uh-huh……"

Ling Junqian was still nodding his head, deeply agreeing with the disciples' inference. But when he heard this sentence, he was stunned for a moment, and then screamed!

"My belt! My belt is worth a low-grade spirit stone! I bought it from Qiansi Pavilion, and this is the first time I wear it out!"

Ling Junqian rushed over and picked up the body with the belt in his hands. Ling Junqian wanted to cry but had no tears, and his handsome face also wrinkled.

The other disciples have long been used to it and can continue the discussion very freely now.

"When I was knocked down by her just now, I took the opportunity to feel the child's bone age. It should be about ten years old."

The sickly disciple sighed and felt distressed.

A ten-year-old child, not as big as a five- or six-year-old child, with so many scars on his body, surrendered as soon as he knew he couldn't beat him after being beaten. He was so clever and pitiful...

How much hardship does this child have to endure?

"That's not all."

The dignified second disciple gently picked up the handkerchief and tapped the corner of her mouth. This seemed to be her habit. It seemed as if she couldn't continue speaking without a little movement.

"That child is not a complete demon, but she is not a complete human either. I can feel that the moment her eyes turned red, there seemed to be some indescribable pressure in the air, which made my breathing uncomfortable."

He sighed, looked at the silent expressions of other brothers and sisters, and expressed his conclusion.

"So that child is a mixed race?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into silence.

In the world of Jinyuan, immortal cultivators and demons coexist, and the relationship between the two parties is good and bad. However, there are many examples of immortal cultivators and demons being together. However, it is impossible for both parties to produce offspring. Therefore,

, the immortal and demon monks just turned a blind eye to this. Anyway, there will be no descendants, so we can stay together.

In fact, it's not that there are no examples of immortal cultivators or demons giving birth to hostile races. It's just that due to the different energy veins in the bodies of the immortal and demon races, the children conceived will be tortured to death by the conflicting spiritual energy and demonic energy. From ancient times to the present, there are no exceptions.

It is said that God does not allow such mixed-blood hybrids to exist.

But the child just now looks very much like the legendary fairy-demon hybrid. And judging from the pressure on the child just now when the demon blood was ignited, the parent who is a demon must be a high-level demon!

But why would such an exception appear in Xia Mo Yuan where there are only demons that are so low-level that they cannot even maintain their human form?

After several discussions with no results, the disciples turned their attention to Ling Junqian who was lamenting about his belt.

"Master, what should I do?"

"What do you mean?"

Ling Junqian nonchalantly picked up the remains of the belt and prepared to have his eldest disciple help him mend it later.

When he heard the disciples' questions, Ling Junqian smiled at them. His handsome face, which had always been informal, turned out to be strangely attractive when it became serious.

"When I picked up this child, I said that I would be my youngest disciple now. You will be that child's senior brothers and sisters from now on. You should take more care of that child in the future."

All the disciples were speechless by Master's shameless face. No, isn't this the disciple you picked up? Why did you entrust it to us? You are only responsible for picking it up, right? Is there such a thing as a master?

Just when all the disciples were about to commit the crime, the senior brother's tragic screams suddenly sounded!

The disciples who were just fucking around rushed over! Halfway there, they met the senior brother who rushed out with his face covered in red. He looked pitiful, with tears falling in strings!

"What's wrong, senior brother?"

"That child, that child..."

The senior brother was so embarrassed that even his fingers were red. He stuttered a few times, and then slowly squeezed out a complete sentence under the concerned eyes of his junior brothers and sisters.

"She's a doll!"

"What?"

More than half of the disciples present were shocked. Including Ling Junqian, who as the master also picked up Zhu Fu. He just thought the child was dirty and thought it was a boy. Who knew it would be a girl!

"Why is it a girl?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock, but they couldn't just leave the junior sister in the bathroom.

So the dignified girl who just spoke could only walk in under the gaze of everyone.

However, the panic of the little girl that everyone imagined did not appear, because after the second disciple entered, he found that the little junior sister who was full of energy just now had fallen asleep leaning in the tub.

Looking at the little junior sister whose face and body were still dirty, the second disciple sighed and had no choice but to wash the little junior sister clean without complaint.

After a lot of effort was spent on cleaning her, the second disciple discovered that this dirty little junior sister actually looked pretty good. It was because she had been in the Lower Demon Abyss for a long time and had no sleep for a long time.

After seeing the sun, my whole body turned pale.

"She's really a little beauty after she's been cleaned. She's so pitiful. Why is she in a place like Xia Mo Yuan..."

Zhu Fu was also too tired. She spent a lot of effort to climb out of the Lower Demon Abyss. Then she met Ling Junqian, who gave her a beating and was taken back to the sect for a torture.

He was exhausted by now, and even though he was tortured by the second disciple and took a bath, he didn't wake up from his sleep.

He found his old clothes and put them on Zhu Fu. The second disciple sent Zhu Fu to an empty room before going out to find the master and his brothers and sisters.

Zhu Fu slept for three hours before waking up. He immediately got up from the bed, and then got tangled in the fabric on his body. He couldn't stand firmly and fell to the bed. After several attempts, Zhu Fu finally died.

Patience, with red eyes, tore the clothes on his body to pieces, leaving only enough to cover his body before letting go.

At this moment, Zhu Fu also noticed something strange about her body. She seemed to have become whiter and tenderer?

Zhu Fu touched his arms and legs unbelievingly, and found that they were indeed much whiter. Zhu Fu opened his eyes wide in horror, and then immediately rolled on the ground!

In the Demonic Abyss, such a fair and tender person cannot survive at all! In the endless darkness, with just a little light, her white flesh will become the target of all predators!

So when Ling Junqian and others heard the commotion and came over, what they saw was a little junior sister who had turned into a mud monkey again!