Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples - Chapter 50

When the river of the Styx reopened, tens of millions of living souls at the bottom of the river wandered and floated. The ghost repairs who came and went looked at the surface of the water, and saw that the cracks shaped like the past were finally repaired and shaped like the old ones.

What happened here, before returning to Penglai, I should go to the demon land again, looking for Brother Xiaoyun … Jiang Yinghe thought of how to find people while stroking the Forgetful Sword, without noticing that the familiar breath was getting closer.

Until the warm breath fluttered across the neck.

Jiang Yinghe suddenly raised his eyes, and saw Li Huanhan’s bright red **** eyes. His expression was calm and everything was normal.

“Sorry.” Li Huanhan lowered his head and rearranged the collar for him, pinched the slight folds on his belly, and whispered, “I shouldn’t lose control yesterday, are I still angry?”

Jiang Yinghe glanced at him and flicked the opponent’s hand from his side, saying lightly: “You better keep a little distance from me.”

Although Li Huanhan was very gentle when he was normal, he really couldn’t see it when he was abnormal. Jiang Yinghe recalled afterwards and felt that if Qin Jun did not appear in time on that day, he would definitely dare to start directly.

Li Huanhan stared at his figure and was silent for a moment, hearing a slightly mocking laugh in the side of Qin Jun.

“Brother Li,” the evil spirit happily put forward a plan, “otherwise you are still sealed, so that the master will be more disappointed.”

“You have so many words.” Li Huanhan said.

Even though they are ready to set off for the moment in the land of the demon clan, the two are still filled with the smell of fire and medicine that seems to burn instantly.

At the moment when the smell of fire and medicine became more and more intense, the communication token that Jiang Yinghe placed beside him suddenly lit up, and Zhou Zhengping’s voice came out.

“Brother Jiang.”

Jiang Yinghe withdrew the Forgetful Sword and replied: “I am listening, Brother, please.”

Zhou Zhengping’s voice is a bit tired, but it sounds as if it is not fatigue on foreign objects, but some fatigue in the state of mind.

“Your apprentice … Tianyaozun assisted us and found Brother Xiaoyun.”

Jiang Yinghe was a little stunned, thinking that this should be a good thing, and then said: “(fafa) what happened? Brother Zhang, your voice sounds … not very good.”

Zhou Zheng calmly and silently said, “We will discuss this matter together when you come back.”

Then the communication went out in the next instant.

Jiang Yinghe stared at the token for a moment, slipped his fingertips over it, took a deep breath, and made a serious psychological construction, and then said: “… not going to the demon clan, let’s go back to Penglai directly.”

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It stands to reason that leaving from the past to the present day is just a snap, but when you return at this moment, it is like a different year.

The disciples of the Penglai School seem to have calmed down a lot. Many of them have experienced the battles of various races that have been raging in the past. They have also rescued many people who have come to seek asylum. They have many unique temperaments.

This temperament is unique to the righteous disciples when they grow up to a certain stage. This is the atmosphere that Jiang Yinghe is very accustomed to.

The identities of Li Huanhan and Qin Jun have not yet been revealed in the eyes of Penglai disciples. On that day, the monks who returned to Jianwang Valley from Jianxian’s legacy were even more silent, and they did not dare to say more.

In the eyes of Penglai Xianmen, they are still the disciples of Qingjing Xuanwei Xianjun, and they are the two brothers they regard as the goal of catching up.

Including the long night too.

Jiang Yinghe didn’t show up in front of his disciples, but rushed directly to the meeting place. When he returned, the Soul Lamp was suddenly bright, and even the He Ling, who had been dying from the clear cliff for a long time, followed up from Shen (Shui), Wandering and looking forward to returning.

When Jiang Yinghe entered the meeting room, he realized that there were not only people in Penglai, but also several monks of medicine Wanggu wearing green clothes and a big demon.

Zhou Zhengping sits in the main position, with Zi Yikun Dao Yan Caiwei on his hand, and Brother Xiaoyun is beside him, with a white tiger lying on his knee.

Jiang Yinghe wore a Taoist suit and looked as usual, and seemed to see no difference from the past. Several people in Yaowanggu saw him and stood up to salute, seemingly apologizing for the old things.

You Yongyu is in it, but this time he is not the leader, and the real person Zhang Gu, who is the hanging pot of Yaowanggu, personally visited.

“Senior Brother Jiang.” Yan Caiwei said, “Will the Netherworld and his party be a big problem?”

Jiang Yinghe sat next to Yun Endlessly, observed the other person’s expression from the side, and then said: “No problem, why are you all in the Medicine King Valley?”

After a moment of silence in the hall, Shou Yongyong took a step and bowed his fists: “Jiang Xianjun. We are ashamed.”

Although Jiang Yinghe always suffers from his three apprentices, in the eyes of those who cultivate in the realm, it is still the millennium sword repair that is dust-free and as cold as a cold blade. Whether it is seniority or realm, it can be called a senior.

What’s more, there was the previous incident. The Yaogu Valley’s people seemed to owe him a life. His posture has always been very low.

“Actually, the noble Yunzhen people lived temporarily in Yaowang Valley a few days ago.”

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyebrows gently: “Penglai has been searching for a long time, why is Yao Wanggu not willing to reveal even a little news.”

“… I didn’t let them say it.”

Jiang Yinghe turned his eyes when he heard the sound, looked down at the cloud that touched (touching Mo) White Tiger’s head, raised his eyes to look at him, and then looked at Zhou Zhengping, who had been holding his eyebrows and thinking of the infinite Tianzun.

Just when he wanted to ask about something, Yan Caiwei coughed a little and said implicitly: “Yesterday … When Long Night brought him back, he informed us. Brother Xiaoyun mistakenly accepted Yin Yang Guo and left very early. In the land of the demon clan, go to the Yaowanggu secret medical treatment. ”

Yin Yang Guo … There was a blank moment in Jiang Yinghe’s mind. The original interrogative words all stopped to his mouth. He glanced at the white tiger at the end of the cloud and asked, “… What is the situation now, this demon, how is the prototype. ”

In fact, he had guessed a few points in his heart, but he was not sure. Just before Yunping kept answering, the real person of Hanging Pot saw that several people’s faces (colors) were wrong, and immediately got up to say goodbye, and left the prescription medicine used in those days together.

Xuanmen opened and closed.

Yun Endlessly looked down at the ground for a while, and said, “Wu Chengyu split the demon pill into half for me, and made it to be worn by the pill, so this is what it looks like.”

Jiang Yinghe knocked on the armrest and said: “If I remember correctly, that kind of spirit fruit was originally used to reconcile the Yin and Yang of the body when the top demon was transformed.”

The temple was silent again.

“……Ok.”

Jiang Yinghe rubbed his forehead, temporarily flattened his confused thoughts, picked up the prescriptions left by Yaowanggu for a moment, and then sighed: “Any other grievances besides these?”

Yun shook his head endlessly, daring not to speak.

“He doesn’t matter now.” Yan Caiwei said, “Because of Baihu Waidan, for the time being, the injury has ended.”

Jiang Yinghe was keenly aware that Yan Caiwei used the word “temporarily”, and subconsciously asked: “After that, how do I need to adjust the Taoism?”

After this sentence was exported, he did not respond well and said: “If it is inconvenient to say, then there is no need to force (qiang), I will check it myself.”

White Tiger lying on Yun’s endless legs made a low noise and licked the back of his hand.

Yun relentlessly rubbed the head of the white tiger and whispered: “I wanted to solve this problem and then returned to Penglai, so I stayed in Yaowanggu … I and Wu Chengyu, I wanted to educate my brother, but now, make you worry.”

Jiang Yinghe’s mood was extremely complex, and even the sight of Brother Xiaoyun’s eyes was gentle for a while, saying: “Although it is a demon, it also divides good and evil, and you don’t have to bear the burden. You are the most important thing.”

Yun kept nodding and moved, asked, “The three disciples of that senior brother …”

“Cough cough …”

His question was interrupted by a rapid cough. Yun looked at Brother Zhang in doubt, and saw Zhou Zhengping throwing away the dust on his hand, and said seriously: “You go back to rest first, we will find a way to do this. I have something to talk with Brother Jiang.”

Although Yun Binxin is curious, he has calmed down a lot since he mistakenly accepted this broken fruit, and did not continue to ask.

Jiang Yinghe witnessed Brother Xiaoyun and the white tiger leaving first, and then lightly earthquaked the prescription in his hand, frowning and saying: “All are spirits that remove yin and yang. At first glance, taking the medicine will not help you. What? ”

Yan Caiwei shook his head and said: “No, the part he misunderstood is of very good quality, and he should slowly adjust his cultivation.”

“… Okay, then.” Jiang Yinghe Qiang accepted it, and asked, “… What is the relationship between the white tiger and him?”

Yan Caiwei and Zhou Zhengping glanced at each other, and they saw Brother Zhou’s uncomfortable face (color), sighed, and said, “The two of them are … Dao.”

Jiang Yinghe was startled.

Despite his conjecture, there is still a feeling that the good cabbage has been arched by the pig. Just as he was picking and picking up the demon as a cabbage-raising side, he suddenly heard the enquiry from Brother Zhang.

“Li Huanhan and Qin Jun are back?”

Jiang Yinghe recovered his mind and said, “Well.”

“Brother Jiang,” Zhou Zhengping stopped talking, “Then you …”

“I have a ruthless root, and I am a teacher, so I can’t trust it.” Jiang Yinghe said, “It’s not easy for the three of them to settle down. And I always feel that … even if I have emotional ability, I’m afraid to dare to choose. ”

“Indeed.” Yan Caiwei agreed. “In terms of the performance of this period, once the delicate balance is broken, it is not just your personal enemies that will trigger and move the whole body.”

While Jiang Yinghe nodded silently, Sister Yan continued.

“But as myself, I hope you follow your heart and don’t have to be wronged for the overall situation.”

“It can’t be said that I was wronged.” Jiang Yinghe stared at the tea cup at hand, sighed, and recalled, “I am ashamed and I really can’t make a choice. It’s not so much for the world as a whole, I don’t want to hurt they.”

“You are often like this, we should have expected it.” Yan Caiwei stroked her hair, and then solemnly said, “If you want to sacrifice your freedom for a moment of stability, not just me, even Penglai’s late generations are not willing to do so. Goan. If you are unintentional to the three of them, or are only willing to choose one, we will only support you no matter what you choose. ”

Jiang Yinghe’s attitude towards his brothers and sisters is not surprising. After many years in the same class, he naturally understood each other’s tacit understanding. He nodded and said, “I understand.”

After talking here, Zhou Zhengping said again: “I heard Qin Jun’s words before, it seems that I intend to find the root of love for you.”

Jiang Yinghe pondered silently for a moment and said, “I don’t want to hide it, I also have this intention. But because of the chaos, I need to think long.”

“The long-term plan is to tell him, but not to you.” Zhou Zhengping frowned. “As long as the three of them can join forces to truly remove chaos, it is also a good thing for all walks of life.”

Jiang Yinghe understood what he meant and thought about the current relationship of several people. He said: “Hanhan and Jun’er are hopeful. As for the long night … I don’t know if he wants to.”

Zhou Zhengping nodded without asking much, but said: “The Zen Qing Abbot of Lan Ruo Temple let me tell you, if you decide to get back the love root, you must go to see him.”

Although Jiang Yinghe didn’t know what he had to say, but inexplicably foretold that this was a very important thing, he nodded and agreed.

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Pure cliff, Baihe Yuyu.

When Jiang Yinghe returned to Xuanmen, the cranes of Baihe Yuyu couldn’t hide their happiness, and they spoiled him for a while before the door, and only gently rubbed his beak with his slender and beautiful hands to his neck A few times, motioned to let him go in quickly.

Although Li Huanhan and Qin Jun walked with him, after entering Penglai, Jiang Yinghe let the two return to their old residence and went to the meeting room by themselves. It was not until now that they really entered Baihe Yuyu.

Xuanmen is wide open, everything inside is as usual, not dusty. Jiang Yinghe walked around the hanging sword platform, put the Forgetting Sword back on it, stretched his hand over the hilt, and recalled the scene when he removed the sword pendant and returned it to Li Huanhan.

He walked over the hanging sword stand, pulled out a book on the bookshelf, glanced at the familiar handwriting on it, and the bookmarks and small notes he put. He took out the small notes in the book pages and saw his own Below the writing, there is a section of correct writing.

“May I be like a star like a moon.”

It was the writing of Long Ye. He had loved to come to him to read books since he was a kid. He specially picked the books he had read, and was still talking about himself.

He once really thought it was a pure child, with a clear heart, and the bottom of his eyes. I thought he was really ignorant and attached to his elders.

But now I want to think that this big demon who has experienced the dark age has suffered countless baptisms of war, and the most harmless appearance is precisely the disguise he is best at.

Naive is myself.

Jiang Yinghemo ｜ Thinking of the handwriting above, thinking of Li Huanhan’s calmness and restraint, the characters are like his people, and the Tibetan front is inward. Long Ye’s handwriting is dignified and beautiful, beautiful and perfect everywhere, it looks pleasing to the eye. And Qin Jun …

Juner’s ghost symbol … Forget it, let him.

He hasn’t been able to move his handwriting for more than two hundred years, probably all of them can be the last in the small class in kindergarten.

Jiang Yinghe put the book back, and when he wanted to look at the others, he felt his hands loop around his waist from the back.

“Master …”

He can’t hear the footsteps of the three of them now, and can only hear the long night from his voice. Long night, Brother Xiaoyun was sent back, knowing that he would come back, he would definitely not leave easily.

Jiang Yinghe had a hunch and did not look back, but continued to draw a book and said, “What are you doing here.”

The breath behind him trembles a little.

“Master, I brought Uncle Xiaoyun back.” He leaned on Jiang Yinghe’s shoulder with nostalgia, buried in the familiar cold fragrance, “You don’t want Yeer, okay? Yeer really likes Master Respected, I did something wrong before, and if the Master does n’t like it, I will change it, okay? ”

Jiang Yinghe calmly opened the book and read it from the beginning, saying: “Why do you want (to kill) the people of the Hehuan Sect.”

“The two of them insulted Master.” Long night slowly wrapped his waist around, “I can’t hear them talking like this, I …”

Jiang Yinghe flipped the book and said: “Then when you put me on the cover of a rabbit demon, when you turn into a white cat for sympathy, when you deceive me, have you filled me with indignation and indignation?”

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yinghe heard a choking voice that could not be suppressed in the long night.

At this point it is really a child who will shed tears very much and cry when he cries.

Jiang Yinghe sighed, and took out the note inside from the pages in his hand, and saw that it was the original note he had written. He turned over the back at random, and saw the writings of Long Ye, which were all written in those days. The words written during the night are full of joy, romance, and youthful mood.

Jiang Yinghe watched for a moment and heard a low voice behind him.

“I will change it, Master … I will change it, don’t want me, Yeer is wrong … I will listen to Master in the future.”

Xu Shijun’s voice for confessing his mistakes was too sincere, or Jiang Yinghe had petted him for so many years and he didn’t listen to his crying.

Jiang Yinghe turned around and looked at the boy in red in front of him, and asked indifferently, “Tell me anything?”

Long night looked at him pitifully and nodded quickly.

Later, he heard Jiang Yinghe calmly said.

“Um … become a cat.”