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"After being a cannon fodder male supporting role in three books at the same time"

Author: Yueluo Guanshan

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[Pseudo-dual personality is really crazy to criticize the world's number one swordsman X salted fish lying flat and occasionally supporting thousands of people without knowing it]

*Preliminary play There are a lot of face plots, and in the later stage, people are popular, many people are single-pointed, and there are supporting characters

who are opposite to the crematorium. do.

However, the love in the past was sweet, so we don't know how to see each other today.

He was just a stand-in for Bai Yueguang's bloodletting and healing.

When he was roughly dragged down like garbage, he suddenly raised his dirty face and asked, "Xiao Wudu, have you ever been sincere to me for a moment." I was looking at

a piece of garbage: "wishful thinking."

So Jiang Yanqiu was drained of all blood and died in an unknown mass grave.

It was a dark and windy night.

Jiang Yanqiu crawled out of the mass grave, spit out the dirt in his mouth, and ran for three hundred miles to die.

Damn, I finally escaped from that volatile big devil, I'm crazy hahahahahaha!

This is the world of a novel about cultivating immortals. Jiang Yanqiu is dressed as a cannon fodder stand-in male supporting role.

The good news is that the death escape was successful, and this kind of life of trembling like pigs and dogs is finally over.

The bad news is that there are two more books like this _∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

In the article about the true and false son of a wealthy family in the cultivation world, he is a real son who has a dark self-abased and mutilated his siblings, trying to frame the innocent and kind fake son. , was stabbed to death by his elder brother.

In the heartthrob buying stock article, he is an unnamed cannon fodder who has a deep-rooted affection for the protagonist to attack the inferior stock No. N. In order to protect his sweetheart, he was killed in the hands of the villain.

Jiang Yanqiu worked hard as the male supporting role in the face of cannon fodder.

However, the style of painting accidentally changed.

Xiao Wudu completely turned into a madman, strangled Bai Muqing half to death with his own hands, often walked barefoot in the middle of the night, madly thinking about Jiang Lang who had passed away long ago.

The head of the Jiang family, Jiang Chennian, was indifferent and majestic. He originally regarded him as worthless, but he was willing to bow his proud head for him, and carefully maintained the blood relationship.

The frightening villain Ghost Scholar, who can stop children from crying at night, killed him without hesitation in the original book, but this time he is gentle and careless, and treats him as life in a distorted way.

There are even scarier rumors.

That unfathomable and unfathomably strong Kunlun sword master, the number one man under the heavenly law, actually pushed that new student on the ground in the dead of night and kissed and licked him. He was very unmasculine!

Everyone's pupils trembled.

——A mere cannon fodder male supporting role, so terrifying!

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of the cultivation world.

: Life is in your own hands

Chapter 1

Before the hour of Chen, Que City was already very lively.

Dongwuzhou is one of the richest and most prosperous nine continents in Dawan. The capital, Quecheng, is located at the foot of the emperor, and it is full of dragon and purple aura.

Vendors came and went, and the early shops along the street steamed with heat, and the vendors shouted and hawked, creating a vibrant scene in the world.

Among them, in recent years, the one that has been the most popular, the most lively, and the most talked about by the people of Quecheng and the outsiders is still a place to go.

—— Yuxian Tower.

Que City has the largest facade, the most beauties, and the most interesting patterns...

a brothel.

Jiang Yanqiu stayed up almost all night last night, and only slept for less than an hour after dismissing the guests. Fortunately, he was young and had a good foundation, so he didn't have two bruises.

With a sound of "swipe--", the heavy curtain was lifted, and bright light flooded into the dim room instantly.

Jiang Yanqiu shrank into the depths of the quilt in pain, and rolled herself into a big silkworm chrysalis.

Xiao Quexian unceremoniously peeled off the quilt: "Didn't you sleep last night?"

The person on the bed was only wearing a snow-white undershirt, his lacquered hair was like ink, his skin was whiter than snow, and his lips were vermilion, just like a finely carved painting. Zhongxian. It's just that his complexion is extraordinarily pale, and he looks a bit weak, which makes people dare not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the fairy in the painting, and makes people disappear like a wisp of smoke.

Forming such a face, Xiao Quexian was very angry and had already lost seven points, and made a cold look: "I don't know who those people came from last night, you need to serve them yourself." Jiang

Yan Qiu sighed inwardly, knowing that he would not be able to sleep this time in the cage.

He struggled to open his eyes, which seemed to reflect the crescent moon of glass, and yawned: "Okay, my good sister, it's my fault, if I play poker all night again, I will be fined three times." You are not allowed to listen to my sister's music for a month."

Yuxian Tower was not called Yuxian Tower, but Yihong Pavilion.

Just like Jiang Yanqiu was originally not this "Jiang Yanqiu".

Everyone said that Chunhong's precious son in Yihong Pavilion, after going out to study and knocked his head, suddenly became a living person and changed his nature.

Chunhong was originally an ordinary prostitute with a pretty appearance in Yihong Pavilion. Not only was she ordinary in appearance, but she was even more stupid in her mind. To add insult to injury.

Others laughed at her as stupid, but she was more stubborn than a donkey. She firmly believed that her precious son was a once-in-a-thousand-year talent.

Such a naive mother, paired with a wolf-hearted and big son, is simply wonderful.

Others laughed at Chunhong's self-deprecation, and the original owner also felt that he was definitely not someone in the pool. He could watch his mother spend ten taels of silver to ask the teacher for advice without changing his face, and he could also watch his mother's bread. The tenacity of his mind.

This son hated the place of Fireworks and Willow Lane the most, and he was unwilling to associate with Chunhong since he was a child. If others mentioned his background in front of him, he would have to turn his face on the spot. Walking quickly, you can see the solitude of his character.

It was such a tough-minded and solitary boy who was unfortunately robbed by bandits when he went out to study and disappeared!

It is said that if you are alive, you must see people and if you die, you must see corpses, but the son didn't even leave a piece of clothing, which made Chunhong shed tears for seven days and seven nights.

Strangely, half a year later, the boy came back by himself.

It's just that when he left home, he looked like a dog, wearing the brightest clothes in Quecheng. When he came back, he was dressed in rags, his face was pale, and his steps were sloppy, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

Chunhong cried bitterly for another seven days and seven nights, and wanted to buy bird's nest and shark's fin to nourish her precious son.

Jiang Yanqiu smiled very weakly, but hugged Chunhong with her thin arms.

This embrace was like a thunderbolt, which made Chunhong terrified and flattered—it was the first time in sixteen years that she knew what it was like to embrace her son.

Jiang Yanqiu: "Mother, don't worry, I will be in charge of everything in the future."

Before Chunhong can feel the smell, tears roll down first.

The young man had lost a lot of weight, and was dressed in coarse clothes, with his collarbone sagging against her, but he was more glamorous than ever before, and he looked like an adult.

In Jiang Yanqiu's twenty-four years of life, he has never encountered such an outrageous thing.

In the last second, he slept on his stomach for a while because he stayed up late to catch up with the project. When he opened his eyes, he was facing a pair of scarlet pupils, looking at him without any emotion.

Before he had time to scream and run into ghosts, he realized that it was his hands and feet wrapping around the handsome guy in ancient costume who was suspected of having pink eyes.

Just as Jiang Yanqiu wanted to apologize, he was thrown to the ground by the handsome guy in ancient costume like trash, and said in disgust: "You alone are worthy of asking to be close to me? You can't even compare to Mu Qing's finger! "

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

What's the situation, messing into the shooting scene of a certain ancient costume fairy tale drama in Shudian?

After being locked up in a small dark room for three days, Jiang Yanqiu finally came to his senses.

Okay, so it turned out to be wearing a book.

This is a novel about cultivating immortals called "All Over the World—Let You Be Prosperous for a Lifetime". It tells the love story of the protagonist Xiao Wudu, the young master of the Demon Attack Sect, and the protagonist Bai Muqing, the master of the immortal doctor.

After jumping off a cliff, being poisoned by a double, misunderstood the fairy and the devil, broke up, reconciled and entangled with countless dogs and blood, the two finally achieved a positive result and held hands to live forever.

Jiang Yanqiu is an unremarkable cannon fodder male supporting role in the original novel—the protagonist Shou Bai Muqing's stand-in.

His rivalry with the protagonist Gong Xiao Wudu can be highly summarized as "I love you so much and would give everything for you, why don't you love me" "You are worthy of being compared to him, I use you as a substitute just to take advantage of what you want Your blood is of use."

Jiang Yanqiu is just a mortal who has no power to restrain a chicken, and has no spells at all, even worse than the guards around Xiao Wudu. The protagonist Gong has been tricked, that's called flirting, and it's fatal to him!

Therefore, every time he dryly finished his lines as a vicious male supporting role, he would retreat into the mansion with eighteen rooms to eat and drink, er, no, cultivate his morals, and never take the initiative to obstruct the eyes of this pair of critters.

Very quiet time.

Unfortunately, the dull days will not last long after all.

I don't know when it started, Xiao Wudu looked at him with more complicated eyes, and his attitude became more and more difficult to figure out. Sometimes after quarreling with Bai Muqing, he would go to him immediately.

The night before, the disciples of the bottom demon sect stayed up late to line up "The Demon King's Night Meeting with the Little Doctor". Director Jiang was satisfied with the acceptance, and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he saw Xiao Motou coming in with a gloomy face and angrily His big house.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

He is like the passive concubine in the harem, seeing the emperor is more painful than going to work.

He got out of the bed in fear, tried his best to say tenderly: "What's wrong, Xiao Lang, but that little bitch Bai Muqing made you angry again?" Xiao Wudu looked at him with his hands behind his back, with an unpredictable expression

.

Jiang Yanqiu was baffled, and before he had time to guess what kind of madness the protagonist Gong had, he was kicked in the chest.

"What are you, you dare to talk about Mu Qing."

Xiao Wudu closed his eyes, and said coldly, "You should be rewarded for raising you for so long." So

he was dragged out and almost exhausted his body of blood.

——Xiao Wudu came to him only because of his special birth date, blood can be used as medicine to cure Bai Muqing's cold poison.

"We'll just leave him here, there won't be any trouble, right?"

"What are you afraid of, this person is the most vicious and vicious, if he hadn't provoked him, the Lord and Young Master Bai would have become a couple of gods and immortals long ago. You don't know, the lord has no affection for him from the very beginning, if it weren't for the tear mole in the corner of his eye that looks like Mr. Bai, how could the lord let such a useless mortal get close." "It's him this time

. It's my retribution."

The heavy rain poured down, Jiang Yanqiu was drained, and he was strung up like a dead dog and discarded at random in the mass grave, and he heard the contemptuous verdict about him in a haze.

He twitched his fingers slightly, and a drop of rain or tears slipped from the mole at the corner of his eye, and he closed his eyes.

——Then ran eight hundred miles in the dark overnight, and fled to death.

His plot line in "Qinghua" has finally come to an end!

Do you know what kind of life I have lived in the past six months!

Jiang Yanqiu just wanted to roar to the sky unkempt.

every time! Every time, it starts with Xiao Wudu pretending to dote on him to make Bai Muqing jealous, and ends with showing off his affection after reconciliation, forming a perfect closed loop. Your father blew up Xiao Wudu!

Before him, there is a bad news and a good news.

The good news is that after the death escape, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and he finally got rid of the attack of the crazy protagonist. The smell of corpses in the mass graves is mixed with the breath of freedom.

The bad news is... there are two such books.

——Yes, in this era when cannon fodder male supporting roles are scarce, he has to do three-part work at the same time.

In "Qinghua", he is the protagonist's vicious stand-in tool. Xiao thought that he did not belong to his favor, and was drained of blood to death.

In "The Fake Son Is Too Lazy to Give You Eyes", he is the exiled real son of the Jiang family, a wealthy family in the world of cultivating immortals, but because of jealousy of the kind and innocent fake son, inferiority complex and dark self-esteem, he mutilated his brothers and feet, and was stabbed to death by his elder brother with a sword.

In "I Became a Sick and Weak Heartbreaker in the World of Immortal Cultivation", he is the humble licking dog of the heartthrob protagonist Shou, a low-quality stock without any discussion, and the only highlight moment is when he sacrificed his life to save the protagonist Shou.

There is no easy word in the adult world.

Jiang Yinian managed to get half of his life back by gnawing on the rotten soil and the Lingdan Dabuwan that he brought along from Xiao Wudu, and then rushed to Que City without stopping.

Before the first ray of sunlight fell on the earth in the early morning, he rushed to the Yihong Pavilion. The boy in the restaurant ran past him like he was on fire, and shouted anxiously

: "Call Langzhong quickly, I'm afraid Aunt Chunhong will be in trouble!"

, still yelling about the cheap son who had disappeared half a year ago.

Jiang Yanqiu walked around the others like a fish, and held the hand of his cheap mother-in-law amidst the exclamation of "Where did you come from?"

Chunhong's gray eyes opened wide as if they were shining with light.

.Fortunately, there are still Dabu Wan left over from Xiao Wudu.

Jiang Yanqiu crushed the remaining half of the pill into powder, washed it with water and fed it to Chunhong to drink.

Later, Xiao Quexian secretly thought, that little ghost is indeed a little lucky star.

I don't know if the baby son who has been crying for so long has come back safe and sound, and Chunhong's body is getting better day by day.

It's not even just the effect of the half pill.

She took a deep breath in her heart, held back the tenacity of being a mother in the world, for fear that she would walk ahead, and no one would shield the young child from the wind and rain of the world.

As soon as Chunhong was able to go to the ground, Jiang Yanqiu asked someone to tear down the plaque of Yihong Hall.

Standing on the street with people coming and going, he rubbed his chin and looked at this old and cold brothel and his aunts and sisters who had watched him grow up, and said solemnly: "It's too vulgar." "From today onwards, we officially

Renamed - Yuxianlou."

From the perspective of modern enterprise management, the disadvantages of this brothel are very obvious.

First of all, the name Yihong Pavilion is very old-fashioned and vulgar. The aunts and sisters don't understand poetry and songs at all, they only know how to rush people to bed, and most of the stage names are "Qiuxiang" and "Bicui", which are not very interesting.

Jiang Yanqiu wants to carry out drastic reforms!

First of all, pre-job training is given to the employees, and teachers are invited to take a big class. Only those who are qualified in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can pass the test. Poor sisters, some of whom are old enough to be wives, are still afraid of failing the quiz and being beaten by their husbands.

Secondly, create an exclusive IP, change all the names, choose the most academically successful and the most beautiful, and create the golden signboards of Yuxianlou "Three Monarchs of Yuxian", "Seven Immortals of Quecheng", Meijun, Zhujun, and Lanjun, who are the best at painting The one who paints is called "Little Painting Fairy", the one who sings the best song is called "Little Magpie Fairy", and the one who dances best is called "Dancing Fairy". Forced to come up all of a sudden.

Hunger marketing, commonly known as appetizing, the fairies do not sell themselves but perform arts, and there are recharge bars for rewards. Only when the recharge bars and favorability are full can they bring the goddesses to Wushan. Not so much money? It doesn't matter, there are also handshake meetings and boudoir signing meetings, there is always one that suits you.

Add entertainment modes to enhance customer participation and sense of belonging. Every month, the girls line up an opera for literati to watch for free. At the end of each year, there is a general election. You can vote for the most beautiful fairy in your heart with real money. The one with the most votes will get the shares of Yuxianlou, and even Invite a great literati to write a poem for him.

As a modern person suffering from consumerism, Jiang Yanqiu should not take too much lead in entertainment.

I have seen the world with the young master of Mozong. The operas and song and dance dramas he performed not only fit the life in the fairy world, but also the plot is full of blood and heart, which attracted countless talented people to tears on the spot. The fairies wrote poems and praised them.

You say you are a big bastard, illiterate but have plenty of money? It doesn't matter, the fairies will accompany you to play poker and kick Cuju, even if you want to spend after spending.

In this way, the reputation of Yuxianlou was completely established.

The sisters are proud and elated, all jeweled and glamorous, and they are more active in going to work every day than eating.

As a resident of Quecheng, you don't need to know the name of the current chief assistant, but if you don't know the name of the heroine of Yuxianlou's new play last month, you are really out of date.

.Unfortunately, Chunhong still went last month.

She was already exhausted when she was young, and she also experienced the pain of bereavement, so the half of the panacea did not stay in her world for two years.

Fortunately, she had fulfilled all her wishes in this life, had a smooth old age, and had no regrets, so she took Jiang Yanqiu's hand and went there with a smile.

The wealthy businessman who accompanied the Western Regions played all night long, Jiang Yanqiu was so sleepy that he just wanted to sleep in the dark.

Little Quexian was unmoved, and said coldly with frowning eyebrows: "I think you don't want to grow taller. If you are older, you would dare to stay up late like adults and hang out with those idlers." When it comes to height, Jiang Yanqiu

only want to cry.

Without an attack of 1.8 meters, it can only be considered a congenital disability.

Can someone like him still win over the sick and weak heartthrobs?

Jiang Yanqiu slowly closed his eyes: "Sister, making money, can that be called squatting?"

However, Xiao Quexian reached a high degree of unity with Chunhong on this point, firmly believing that everything is inferior, only reading is good, and he can't wait to fill in the idle Mr. Jiang as a master. It started with the gesture of twisting the ears of the future master, and ended with Jiang Yanqiu's promise to start reviewing the book tomorrow.

The little magpie's expression slowed down slightly, and her finely drawn willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly, and said hesitantly: "There is one more thing." "...Huh ?

"

I want to look for you by name. He also said that he is from the Luling Jiang family."

Jiang Yanqiu got up like a carp, and ran away after dozing off.

Good guy, is the plot finally coming! !

chapter 2

Sure enough, the downstairs was already full of people in three circles inside and three circles outside, accompanied by the whispering of the crowd.

"Who is this person? Has there ever been a person with such a symbol in Que City?" "

My dear, that robe must be embroidered with gold

trim ." Qinglou?"

"What do you mean by that, why are the fairies in Yuxianlou not good enough for you?"

The man in the discussion center was tall and tall, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and he was born with a romantic and handsome smile. The robe was embroidered with gold, and the folding fan was shaking slightly. Two boys holding swords stood respectfully beside them.

He seems to be very accustomed to being the focus of the crowd, and he is looking around at the furnishings in the building with great interest.

Jiang Yanqiu walked downstairs slowly.

Han Shaoqing put away the folding fan with a "snap": "Are you Yanqiu's little brother?"

Entrusted by his friends, he came all the way to this mortal world, and brought a cheap half-brother back to recognize his ancestors. Zong, I was very upset at first.

The Jiang family's concubines and offshoots, stacked together, can be as high as a city wall. If you send a butler at random, will there be any people who are recognized as ancestors and refuse to follow?

However, it is quite interesting for him to observe the layout and business model of this brothel.

According to what the women just said, these designs were all proposed by "Jiang Gongzi".

This makes it even more interesting.

No matter how bad the family is, they are also Jiang's children.

Not only did she grow up soaked in the pile of fat and powder, but she also seemed to adapt quite well.

Han Shaoqing was very interested.

Jiang Yanqiu didn't know anything here.

This episode is the one where he was brought back to the Jiang family in "The Fake Son Is Too Lazy to Give You Eyes".

Han Shaoqing dressed like a noble son in the world, flaunting a big peacock, but when he raised his hand slightly, the lingering celestial aura overflowed in an instant, and the people watching the bustle fell to their knees in an instant.

This is Master Monk!

"Your biological parents are the previous heads of the Luling Jiang family. They were exiled due to an accident. I came here this time to take you back. How about Xiao Yanqiu, are you surprised and surprised?"

boiling.

The master monk can't stop their gossip.

"Good guy, when Aunt Chunhong said that her son would be a dragon and phoenix in the future, I laughed at her bragging, but I didn't expect it to be really not a loach.

" An incredible giant, a big family that has practiced immortality for generations." "

Hey, why is this kid so lucky to fly up a branch and become a phoenix?"

Han Shaoqing looked at him with a half-smile.

Jiang Yanqiu thought for a moment, and felt that it is still necessary to restore the original work and character design.

He squeezed out two tears and trembled slightly.

After a while, he raised his head with red eyes, choked with sobs and said, "Brother, why did you come to me now, Yan Qiu... You have been waiting so hard!

"

There was silence.

Han Shaoqing's smile froze. "Hey, it turned out to be my brother's friend." Jiang Yanqiu wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of

his eyes in embarrassment.

There was a snort.

Why is this kid so interesting.

A young girl next to her said "Ah", and realized later: "Then, Brother Jiang is going to Xianshan to learn magic, so he can't be with us anymore." The girls and fairies of Yuxian

Tower I was busy being shocked before, but suddenly I felt a little panicked.

Mr. Jiang... really want to leave?

We have only been together for two years, but the life we ​​lived two years ago seems to have happened in the last life.

Although Mr. Jiang seemed to be a different person after he came back, he forced them to read and write, learn to play the piano and paint, but he also sent all the younger sisters away to find good homes, took them to rehearse new plays all night, counted votes, and sent them away. Yuxian Tower has become a look that was unimaginable before.

Mr. Jiang is a good man.

Xiao Quexian glared at her angrily: "Everyone is putting on a sad face. It's just right that he's gone. What does it look like to be mixed in the pile of makeup all day?" "Hey, sister Quexian, you obviously—

" , I get annoyed when I see him every day, I wish he would go to some fairy mountain soon and never come back."

The little girl stuck out her tongue and dared not say any more.

Xiao Quexian was originally an orphan girl who sang on the street. She was sold into the Yihong Hall by her uncle with three strings of copper coins. After picking up the guests, she wanted to die, but was stopped by Jiang Yanqiu.

He said that she had a really good voice, and that she didn't like to refuse to pick up customers. He praised her as a "little magpie" and the champion of the general election.

Holding the dividends from the Yuxian Building, she could have redeemed herself as a famous little fairy in the city of Que, not to mention marrying, even the concubine of a wealthy family can do it.

But she somehow stayed behind.

Xiao Quexian pushed Jiang Yanqiu towards Han Shaoqing impatiently: "Leave earlier, my ears are clean." Although he knew that there would be such a

day sooner or later, Jiang Yanqiu still sighed in his heart.

He took out all the gold, silver and jade pendants on his body: "Let's divide them up. Those who are willing to do it continue to do it, and those who are not willing to go to the mother to redeem themselves, whether it is marriage or a small business." "Today

Farewell. Goodbye, everyone."

"I didn't expect you to follow me at such a young age, unlike your old-fashioned elder brother." Above the clouds, in the jade boat,

Han Shaoqing folded his fan lightly Shaking, smiling and taking advantage of the old Patriarch Jiang, he is not afraid of being struck by thunder under the nine springs of the old man.

Jiang Yanqiu looked at the scenery outside the window of the jade boat with great interest. The countless mountains and rivers and seas shrouded in mist had become countless times smaller. Passing by their feet, Quecheng had become an invisible dot.

How magnificent.

Seeing that his attention was not on herself at all, Han Shaoqing cleared his throat slightly dissatisfied.

"Xiao Yanqiu, do you know the origin of the Jiang family in Luling?"

The original owner of the second book received the boxed lunch here, so he still doesn't know.

Jiang Yanqiu shook his head with innocent eyes.

"In today's comprehension world, people call it 'one venerable, three sects and five surnames', firmly controlling the top level of the cultivating world. 'One Zun' is Yu Hanchao, the sword master of Kunlun. The three sects of Kunlun, Xiaoyao, and Shaolin stand together. The most powerful families are the Wang family of Langya, the Fan family of Lingnan, the Zhao family of Qinchuan, the Xuan family of Lin’an, and the Jiang family of Luling.” These are the backgrounds mentioned in the novel, but the “bumpkin” Jiang Yanqiu had

to His eyes widened, with a look of shock and fascination.

Han Shaoqing was satisfied.

"The ancestors of your Lulingjiang clan once gave birth to heirs with Phoenix, and inherited Phoenix blood from generation to generation. You are born better than some monks at the starting line, and you can also practice the secret Phoenix swordsmanship. The higher the concentration of Phoenix blood, the more outstanding your talent."

Jiang Yanqiu also knew this.

The protagonist of "False Eyes", Jiang Ruoxi, is Chunhong's own son who replaced him as a bastard. Because he doesn't have Phoenix blood, he can't practice Phoenix swordsmanship. better one.

Jiang Ruoxi did indeed learn very advanced swordsmanship in Kunlun.

As for the cannon fodder male supporting Jiang Yanqiu, of course Phoenix blood is pitifully thin, only slightly better than Jiang Ruoxi.

The original owner had taunted the male lead severely before, but when he knew his aptitude, his face was extremely pale and ugly.

etc.

Phoenix blood.

Jiang Yanqiu's pupils shrank, thinking of something.

... His blood was exchanged for Bai Muqing before!

He faced Han Shaoqing and forced a smile: "When will we test our aptitude? What if the test shows that Phoenix blood is better than nothing?"

Han Shaoqing didn't do what he thought, just thought it was a young man with an unknown future who was not confident, worried that his aptitude would be underestimated, and said with a smile: "How do I know about your Jiang family. What's the matter, Xiao Yanqiu, I'm worried that I will find out by myself." Is it a little trash?"

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

It might as well be a trash.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the Jiang family found out that he didn't have a drop of Phoenix blood.

However, even if the blood is released once, it doesn't necessarily mean that the traces of Phoenix blood are also released... After all, scientifically speaking, blood is actually produced by bone marrow... But what science is there to talk about in the world of cultivating immortals... ...

Jiang Yinian was still thinking wildly, but was lightly flicked on the forehead by Han Shaoqing with a folding fan.

"What are you thinking about?"

I was thinking about the chances of surviving by jumping off the jade boat now.

"What are you afraid of, let the Jiang family support you if you are a good-for-nothing. Your Jiang family is as rich as a country, so what's the point of raising a little good-for-nothing." Han Shaoqing opened the folding fan to cover the lower half of his face and approached him: "If it's not possible, I can still rely on you Brother Shaoqing. How about it? Isn’t it a good deal? You call me Brother Sheng, and I’ll take care of you in the future.”

Jiang Yanqiu: “…”

That’s totally unnecessary.

The flying boat travels thousands of miles a day, and within half a day, it arrives at Jiang's territory.

Obediently. Jiang Yanqiu was amazed at Jiang's wealth and grandeur.

Under the flying boat, there are continuous mines and lakes, monsters and beasts in Lingtian, the disciples of the clan are flying with swords, and the highest mountain is surrounded by immortal energy, and a huge mansion is located on it.

There is a feeling that you don't have to fight anymore in this life.

The flying boat fell rapidly, and Han Shaoqing stopped in front of the door, and slid him down gracefully: "The person has been delivered, and I will complete your elder brother's entrustment. Xiao Yanqiu, I have other things to do, so don't cry when you go home." "

Jiang Yanqiu is well-behaved: "Thank you, Brother Han."

Han Shaoqing smiled: "You are so good, I am a little reluctant to return you to the dusty year-Xiao Yanqiu, your Jiang family has a great career, don't be bullied. "

There is no deep meaning in what he said.

Jiang Yanqiu: Keke, it goes without saying.

He had already seen in the original book how the original owner's bloody wealthy family was like a dragon and a tiger.

Although the protagonist, Jiang Ruoxi, was born to the former head of the Jiang family and a concubine, he is pure and kind by nature, Yuxue is cute, and he is the family's favorite.

On the other hand, the original owner, who was born in an embarrassing situation and grew up in a brothel, likes to make calculations, stepping on the high and flattering the low, but his evil is still very stupid, and every time he cheats behind the scenes, he is seen through.

As time went by, Jiang's family disliked him even more, and in the end he was beheaded by the sword by the current head of the family, Jiang Chennian, for framing his siblings.

Jiang Yanqiu thought about the plot casually in his mind, and followed the people to the mansion.

Across the pavilions and pavilions, the winding water flows, and among the clusters of flowers, there are several young masters standing tall and jade.

The flamboyant and flamboyant girl in red, with a seemingly impatient expression, is the second son of the late Mrs. Xuan, Jiang Chennian's younger brother, Jiang You'an.

The smart and cute one in Tsing Yi was holding the arm of the man in red, as if timidly, as if the person who came was some kind of scourge, needless to say, it was Jiang Ruoxi.

There is another one wearing a bright yellow robe, but his figure is slightly broad, stretching the taoist robe tightly. It's hard to believe that everyone in the world of cultivating immortals is handsome and beautiful, but they can still dress up in noble bright yellow like a nouveau riche. This person is Mrs. Xuan's mother's nephew, Xuan Ping, the youngest son of the Lin'an Xuan family.

Brothers know each other, you ask Xuan Ping what is he doing here at this time?

—of course because he's a big fool.

Xuan Ping, since he was a child, felt that Jiang Ruoxi from his aunt's family was so innocent, pure, kind, and lovable, and he was very close to him. Not only worried that the Jiang family would treat him harshly, but also brought him a copy of any good things from the Xuan family.

The two hundred and five, don't say that Jiang Ruoxi is from the concubine's family, and has no blood relationship with him at all. If it wasn't for Mrs. Xuan's untimely death, Jiang Chennian and Jiang You'an didn't care about it, otherwise the two families would have a big blush because of the junior.

This time is no exception, he is here at the moment, just to vent his anger for the cheap cousin.

Some time ago, he saw that Jiang Ruoxi had been depressed, occasionally showing a lonely expression under her innocent smile, and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

Only then did I learn that Jiang Ruoxi was not born by the old Patriarch Jiang, and the Jiang family was going to recognize that child back!

Jiang Ruoxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, with a worried expression on her face: "Tell me, big brother, will they drive me away and not let me live here anymore." Xuan Ping: "How is that possible? Let's see who dares!" Jiang Ruoxi: "

But

, I was afraid that my new brother would be difficult to get along with, and I felt that I had robbed him of his things, so he would target me...the scriptures say that they are mortals, and they can kill their parents and brothers just for a bite of food." Xuan Ping's anger and desire to protect were overwhelmed

. : "Don't worry, I'm here. When the time comes, I'll give that wild species from outside a bad start, and he will be submissive after taking care of him. I'll take a detour when I see you." Although this "wild species" just arrived, he was a little

surprised expected.

In Xuan Ping's vision, a prostitute who was raised in the mortal world must have a wretched temperament and a hateful description, which is not worthy of being compared with Jiang Ruoxi.

However in fact.

Jiang Yanqiu's black hair was simply erected with a green hairpin. A young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, with skin as white as snow, and a slender figure, like the first snow under the eaves, a clear spring and a bright moon, is indescribably beautiful.

It seems...better looking than Jiang Ruoxi.

No one noticed, Jiang Ruoxi's original bright smile froze.

Xuan Ping crossed his arms and looked up and down. His movements should have been chic, but because his chest was broad and his arms were short, it was a little difficult: "You are that what, Jiang Yanqiu?" Greetings, do you want to be an older brother to take the initiative to salute you?"

Jiang Yanqiu smiled, not taking advantage of his tricks: "My brothers already know my name, name, and age, but I don't know anything about the Jiang family. I believe that my elder brother will take pity on me when I was young and wandering, and will not care about me."

It is also a coincidence, the male protagonist, Jiang Youan and the original protagonist Jiang Yanqiu were all born on the same day, only a few hours later, Jiang Yanqiu became the youngest. But he has a thick skin, and he said the word "young" without any psychological burden.

How could Jiang Yanqiu fail to see that Xuan Ping had no way to find fault with him? He brought out "brother benevolence", and they couldn't slap themselves in the face.

The second elder brother Jiang You'an has long been impatient to wait, and it is not easy to be blocked by Jiang Yanqiu's words, so he can only say: "Okay, okay, brother originally agreed to take me to Dieming Valley when he is free, just to wait When you come back, the plan is all in vain."

Jiang Yanqiu followed Shan Ruliu into the house.

The furnishings in the mansion are all exquisite and rich, and the prohibition value engraved with simple and simple talismans can be seen everywhere. Jiang You'an frowned: "Go back to your room directly later, don't touch things that shouldn't be touched, you won't be able to pay for it if you break something." Jiang Ruoxi hugged his arm coquettishly: "Second brother,

since Brother, if you don’t go, why don’t you take me to Dieming Valley, I’ve been bored at home for a long time.” He seemed to remember something, looked at Jiang Yanqiu, and frowned in distress: “But the flying magic weapon I bought can only Carrying three people, second brother, cousin and me, ah, then Yanqiu won't be able to sit down."

Xuan Ping rolled his small eyes, and an idea took shape in his mind.

He looked at Jiang Yanqiu slowly, with regret on his face, but slowly malicious in his tone: "Speaking of which, when my aunt passed away, we all knelt in the Jiang family ancestral hall for three days to guard the spirit of my aunt."

"Jiang Yanqiu, although you are not born to your aunt, she is also your aunt. In order to show your filial piety, it is not too much for you to kneel in front of her tablet for a day and a night, right?"!

Chapter 3

The Jiang family ancestral hall is located in the southwest corner of the entire manor-like mansion, enshrining generations of patriarchs and Jiang's children.

Different from the nouveau riche-like decoration outside, this place is quite solemn and solemn, with countless ancient Sanskrit inscriptions, so gloomy that it can stop children from crying at night.

Jiang Yanqiu knelt in front of Mrs. Xuan's tablet and scolded her cheap nephew a hundred and eight times.

This body is just an ordinary mortal without any spiritual power. He was tortured by Xiao Wudu before. Although he recovered his life, he suffered from weakness and chills. I didn't take care of it for a year.

Kneeling for a day and a night in the cold ancestral hall would probably have cost him half his life.

There is a small portrait on Mrs. Xuan's tablet. The woman in the painting is gentle and beautiful, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Jiang You'an looked like a hideous feather duster, and Mrs. Xuan looked very kindly.

I really don't know which stage of heredity went wrong.

Thinking that Mrs. Xuan, who was so kind, would not blame him, Jiang Yanqiu sat down on the ground with great peace of mind.

Jiang Yanqiu was the soul of an adult social animal after all, and Xuan Ping's blatant viciousness did not make him resentful.

It's just that Jiang Yinian doesn't like this feeling.

Man is the knife and I am the fish.

The world of comprehension is such that the weak eat the strong.

It's like every time he treats Xiao Wudu tenderly and carelessly as if trying to please Party A, he can't wait to smash the old dog's face with the inkstone from the study.

In the original book, Jiang Yanqiu targeted the male protagonist everywhere, relying on his own bloodline to ridicule and insult the male protagonist, and repeatedly framed the male protagonist. During the aptitude test, Jiang Yanqiu, who was originally full of confidence, was declared on the spot that the phoenix blood in his body was extremely thin, and he couldn't even practice the phoenix swordsmanship.

The original owner was hit hard, but what made it even more difficult for him to accept was that Jiang Ruoxi, an outsider in a mortal life, was able to go to Kunlun to study as a teacher with his son Jiang You'an.

You must know that Kunlun, as the head of the three great sects in the cultivation world, is a sect that countless monks would like to join in their dreams.

However, Kunlun does not recruit disciples who are not good talents, and there are quotas for disciples from aristocratic families who want to enter.

He couldn't go, but Jiang Ruoxi could!

The original owner was completely engulfed by jealousy, and even foolishly wanted to do something to Jiang Ruoxi.

The head of the Jiang family, Jiang Chennian, was the most impartial and indifferent, he had no scruples about blood siblings, he only dealt with the same family according to the family law, and beheaded Jiang Yanqiu by the sword.

Jiang Yanqiu rubbed his chin, lost in thought to the room full of tablets.

In this life, he behaved honestly and resolutely refused to give his elder brother the opportunity to kill his relatives righteously.

Anyway, the hero and the others will go to Kunlun to study at that time, so he can definitely get his good brothers to go to school, and find someone to bring enough money to go down the mountain to practice.

After leaving Jiang's house, how could they remember Jiang Yanqiu, an outsider who once stayed at home temporarily.

As the sun set to the west, the already gloomy ancestral hall lost all heat.

The ashes of countless previous great powers were buried here, and the spiritual power densely pierced Jiang Yanqiu's flesh, as if it was about to pierce into the bone marrow.

He wrapped himself a little tighter in the thin robe.

In a daze, Jiang Yanqiu only felt that his eyelids were over a thousand tons, and he slowly lost consciousness.

"Okay, Jiang Yanqiu, get up!"

A loud shout sounded like thunder in his ears. Jiang Yanqiu woke up from his dream of catching krill in Antarctica, and realized that he was cold and hungry dully.

He squinted, a mountain of meat, ah no, a certain cousin appeared in his vision.

Xuan Ping seemed to be very angry, the strangled flesh on his neck trembled three times, he looked like a rhubarb wearing gold and silver: "Well, you Jiang Yanqiu, how dare you! We let you come to the ancestral hall to worship, I want you to cherish the memory of Mrs. Xuan and show your filial piety. You actually slept in front of your aunt's memorial tablet, which means you don't pay attention to Mrs. Jiang and our Mrs. Xuan!" Hearing this, Jiang Youan's expression also changed

. He looked at Jiang Yanqiu gloomyly.

Jiang Ruoxi looked at this and then that, her face seemed to be full of anxiety, and finally she frowned at Jiang Yanqiu and said, "Yanqiu, how could you do this. Mrs. Xuan was the best to us when she was alive, you are like this, It will break her heart."

Good guy, combined punches, right?

Jiang Yanqiu slowly got up and wiped the ashes off his hands.

"Third Brother, you said Madam Xuan treated you very well, so you must respect her very much, right?"

Jiang Ruoxi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Of course."

Jiang Yanqiu's voice was very soft because of dizziness, He said every word: "Then how long ago did you come to worship her in front of her memorial tablet last time?"

Unexpectedly, he asked this, Jiang Ruoxi was stunned.

Jiang Yanqiu's slender, white fingers lightly wiped the incense table in front of the tablet, and there was a thick layer of dust on the fingertips.

"The thickness of the dust, no one has wiped it for at least a year and a half. I went to the old master Jiang's place to shake it yesterday, and the incense table is as clean as new." The dirty dust on his white fingers was incomparable

. Dazzling, so brightly exposed in front of everyone, the complexions of the few people are not very good-looking, Jiang Ruoxi's complexion is even more pale, muttering: "I...it's not like this, I was too busy a while ago..." "Ah,

too Busy means, did you still have time to go to Die Ming Valley yesterday?"

"Enough." Xuan Ping sneered: "You are really sharp-tongued, unforgiving, and uneducated! Oh——no wonder, as expected of your bitch. Raised by my mother!"

Clap—a resounding slap across the face.

It is more crisp when smoked on fat meat.

Because it was too unexpected, even Xuan Ping himself was dumbfounded.

One has been practicing panacea since childhood, and the other is a mortal who has been starved all day long without the strength to restrain a chicken.

One is the young master of the Xuan family, and the other is a bastard born to a concubine who has lived outside for many years.

And he was, unexpectedly, just so defenselessly slapped by Jiang Yanqiu.

——Master Xuan has grown up so big, even his mother is not willing to beat him.

His eyes were red, and he wished he could tear Jiang Yanqiu apart: "You fucking dare to hit me, I'll kill you!"

Because he was too excited, he accidentally yelled loudly, which sounded like someone who had gained three times his weight Screaming chicken. Jiang Yanqiu Shiran clapped his hands, and spoke righteously: "Cousin, how

can you say that about my third brother!" Xuan Ping: "?" You discriminated against my third brother, how can a younger brother not take it out on him!" Jiang Ruoxi swayed. It was like being poked into a real sore spot. Even when Jiang Yanqiu pointed out that he hadn't come to worship Mrs. Xuan for a long time, his expression was not so ugly. This was the nightmare he least wanted to think about, and the last thing he wanted to be mentioned by others. He is not the young master of the Jiang family, but he was wrongly hugged and was born of a lowly prostitute. Xuan Ping was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Xiaoxi, I didn't mean that!" Jiang Yanqiu said slowly: "Yan Qiu grew up in the mortal world when he was a child, and he really didn't learn any moves to cultivate immortals. But the basics of life I still know the truth, there is no reason in this world for a son to hate his mother for being poor. Chunhong——my adoptive mother is indeed a brothel woman, but she grew up to pull a little boy whose father doesn't know whose name it is, and her life is extremely difficult. Most women have to suffer. Third brother, she passed away two years ago, I have been back to Jiang's house for so long, have you asked me anything about her?" Hey . Jiang Yanqiu sighed inwardly. He didn't want to waste this much time. He just felt worthless for Chunhong. two children. The one who raised her with her own hands looked down on her, and the one who was pregnant in October also looked down on her. It is better to have a baby than a piece of barbecued pork. Xuan Ping was already out of breath, and his eyes were burning with anger: "Today, I will discipline you, you little bastard."

Jiang Yanqiu sneered: "Cousin, don't always think of being a father to discipline me. You use your brain a little, what is wrong with what I said? It's not that you said Mrs. Xuan is my aunt, even if I'm half Mother? In front of someone else's mother's tablet, you, an outsider, want to discipline her son for her?"

Before the words finished, a strong force struck.

When Jiang Yanqiu reacted, he had already flew out like a feather, and there was a belated pain in his abdomen.

It was Jiang You'an who kicked him out.

Although he was only a few hours older than him, the kick of the cultivator was no joke.

"He can't discipline you, but my second brother can discipline you." Jiang You'an said contemptuously, "I don't even look at what this place is, I just play wild here, wild species are indeed wild species." Jiang Yanqiu: I'll fuck

you father.

I just felt that the internal organs were all in the wrong place, and I felt cramping like a sea, and I broke out in cold sweat instantly. He clenched his fingers unnaturally, his vision was blurred by the cold sweat, and he vaguely saw Jiang Youan's gorgeous and flamboyant face so gloomy that he could drip water.

He was in a trance from the pain, remembering the time when that old dog Xiao Wudu forced someone to drag him down to let the blood out.

The same embarrassment, the same at the mercy of others.

Feeling the flow of life with the blood, the consciousness is gradually lost.

Is there anger and resentment? There seems to be some, but not many.

These plot characters and disciples of aristocratic families decide the life and death of ordinary people casually.

It was as careless as trampling on an ant to death.

With his previous personality, there was no need for him to be so impulsive. He contradicted these people on the spot and left them speechless.

Maybe it was because he was so cold that he lost his mind, or maybe he remembered Chunhong's thin arm that was tightly clutching him before leaving.

never mind.

As long as I'm happy, it doesn't hurt to get kicked.

The sky shines into Luling, dispels the white mist that surrounds Jiangshi Xianzhuang all the year round, and shines on the ground from the solemn to cold window lattice.

"Who is making noise here?"

That voice was as cold as a spring, and before the hem of the clothes arrived, the spiritual power that was so strong that it was oppressive had already surged.

When Xuan Ping and the others heard someone's voice, they all tensed up.

"Brother!" "...Cousin."

The visitor was dressed in spruce with wide sleeves, his hair was tied up meticulously, he was handsome and indifferent.

He glanced at Jiang Yanqiu who was lying on the ground in a panic without any emotion.

"What's going on?"

Jiang You'an was still proud just now like a big red feather duster, and he behaved like a pheasant in water in front of his brother in an instant. Not daring to hide anything, he stated everything that happened just now.

Jiang Yanqiu lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

According to the original book, the head of the Jiang family, Jiang Chennian, was cold-tempered and fair, and he disliked the nasty things the original owner did behind his back.

Because of the lack of human touch, it is like a glacier that is hard to melt on the top of a snow mountain.

Jiang Chennian looked at him expressionlessly, and said: "When we first came to the house, there was a lot of turmoil." "

As expected."

Jiang Yanqiu listened quietly, motionless.

As if already dead.

Jiang Youan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems... Big brother is not going to blame him.

Not only him, but Jiang Ruoxi and Xuan Ping also loosened a lot.

Jiang Ruoxi's palm-sized face was full of grievances: "Brother, you don't know, Yan Qiu..."

Jiang Chennian interrupted him expressionlessly: "One thing is true. You should go to your birth mother's grave Worship and pay homage, be filial, so as not to cause trouble at home."

Jiang Ruoxi's figure shook even more, her face was full of shock and disbelief, as if it was not Xuan Ping who was slapped just now, but him.

Jiang Chennian looked at Xuan Ping again, and said calmly: "If you have nothing to do, go back to practice early. I've been stuck in Qi refining for so long, and my cultivation level is still normal. It's not embarrassing to prevent my uncle from whispering in my ear again."

Although they were of the same generation, Jiang Chennian was a true genius.

At the age of fifteen, he had completed the Yuan Condensation Realm, and a few years ago he broke through to Xuanguang. The old Patriarch Jiang and his wife passed away early, and he provoked the leader at a young age, but no one dissatisfied with this young Patriarch.

The fat on Xuan Ping's face twitched in humiliation, but he didn't dare to refute, he could only lower his head and grit his teeth and said, "Yes."

Standing with Jiang You'an, they became a pair of pheasants with drooping eyebrows.

If it weren't for the special circumstances, Jiang Yanqiu would have laughed unkindly.

"Young master, what's wrong with you, young master!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Chennian's servants ran towards him in panic, Jiang Yanqiu's eyes darkened, and he passed out. !

Chapter 4

"It is said that the young master was welcomed back from a brothel in the world. Is it true or not?

" I was lucky enough to climb into the old Patriarch's bed."

"Shh! You dare to talk about this kind of thing, be careful that the Patriarch pulls out your tongue."

Jiang Yanqiu did not sleep soundly, and the servants occasionally made some noisy discussions Miscellaneous, absurd and bizarre dreams followed one after another.

In the dream, Xiao Wudu grinned ferociously: "Hehe, I want to take off your meat slices and fry them to make up for Mu Qing." Jiang Yanqiu turned pale with shock, and advised: "Your Majesty, please No

way! Cannibalism will cause mad cow disease!"

Xiao Wudu looked skeptical: "Really? Do you dare to lie to me?"

Jiang Yanqiu nodded frantically: "Young master, it is absolutely true! I will tell you now The transmission mechanism of prions."

"Xiao Wudu! How dare you steal someone behind my back!" Bai Muqing's beautiful face turned into a tyrannical white bull, charging towards the two of them, knocking Jiang Yanqiu to the ground .

Jiang Yanqiu's stomach ached terribly: "Let me tell you, old dog! You still don't believe me!"

Then he opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath.

Damn, I was taken aback. What a mess of a dream.

Abdomen still aches.

Jiang Yanqiu supported the bed with her elbows and straightened her body with difficulty.

This is a remote and secluded small courtyard. Through the windows carved with yellow beams, the stone steps of the front yard can be seen, and the spirit grass shimmers in the dark. There is a clean bottle in the inner room, and the tranquilizing fragrance is floating in the air.

Jiang Yanqiu didn't know how long he had been lying down, but felt that his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke.

There was a cup of tea on the low cabinet by the bed, and just as he was about to pick it up to drink, he saw a black figure suddenly rushing out and approaching the bed with lightning speed.

Jiang Yanqiu's pupils shrank suddenly.

There are assassins in the Jiang family's ancestral house that is so tightly guarded!

...uh, not assassins.

He was a black charcoal-like man, dressed in the clothes of a servant, because he was too dark to tell his age, his flat hair was tied to his forehead, and even his facial features were flat, as if he had been squeezed by a door. A horrible sense of honesty.

He quickly picked up the teacup and passed it to Jiang Yanqiu's mouth. Jiang Yanqiu

: "..."

He took the teacup: "What's your name?

"

He took a sip of tea and said, "Brother asked you to serve me? Where are they?"

Huaisheng: "Others heard that you had an affair with the second young master and the third young master as soon as you came, and they all ran away for fear of getting revenge from the second young master." He also said that the third young master is usually the most kind and generous, but he was so frightened by you that he cried in the room for two full hours. It is not easy to get along with him at first glance, and he must have no good fruit with you." Jiang Yanqiu: "

... ..."

Not entirely wrong.

"Then why are you here?"

Huaisheng's expressionless dark square face was full of simplicity and honesty: "They said I was too stupid and lacked a brain, so I just saved it for you to vent your anger." Jiang Yanqiu looked at him speechlessly

. Looking at his square flat head: "Forget it, you go down first, I don't need you to serve me for the time being."

An unfavored young master from a concubine, accompanied by a coal servant with a bad brain, life is not bad. It was more comfortable than Jiang Yanqiu imagined.

Jiang Chen has a lot of things to do every day, and it is rare to see him once in ten days and a half months; Jiang Yanqiu went to visit Chunhong's grave crying, this time his expression really fit the occasion, like a dead mother; Jiang Youan didn't know if he was taught by his elder brother However, in short, they did not come to trouble him.

Xuan Ping was angry with Jiang Chennian in public that time, so he didn't have the face to stay there, and returned to the Xuan family with shameful eyebrows.

This big fool Huaisheng is really short-sighted. He alone undertakes the work of sweeping and wiping the other courtyard, tidying the bedding, and cooking three meals a day (Jiang Yanqiu: I can’t get bigu, I’m sorry), and he stays in the courtyard when he has nothing to do The mouth is the door god.

This level of productivity, this degree of exploitation, even the Wall Street Warriors are ashamed of themselves. Jiang Yanqiu couldn't bear it: "I don't have much to do at ordinary times, you can do whatever you want to do."

Huaisheng's face was pinched with no expression, but his eyes lit up.

It was already summer, and although there was a formation specially designed to avoid the heat in the villa, the sun was shining brightly, and Jiang Yanqiu was still eating the spirit melon brought by the kitchen with great interest.

Huaisheng was fluttering butterflies in the yard.

He was a big man, squatting in the grass but very cautious, approaching the streamer butterfly that was gathering honey silently.

Then it flashed out like a rabbit, and rushed forward!

Shi Shiran, the streamer butterfly, flew away.

Huaisheng couldn't stop the car, and rolled all the way to the grassy courtyard wall. Under Jiang Yanqiu's horrified gaze, he poked a hole in the brick-thick courtyard wall with his fingers.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..." He opened his mouth, and

said dryly, "By the way, what cultivation level are you here?

"

It was also mentioned that he had been stuck in Qi refining for many years...

Jiang Yanqiu felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

These days, even the servants of the Jiang family are so curt!

"Young master, I'm really sorry, I can't make the decision."

Li Guanshi sighed pretendingly, as if he was afraid of being blamed. "You have to know that the Jiang family is up and down, which matter is not up to the head of the family. It is such an important matter to refine Qi and get started. How can we, as servants, dare to make up our minds? Don't worry, this matter I have to wait for the Patriarch to make a decision."

Jiang Yanqiu watched him perform coldly.

Because Huaisheng inspired him to practice, he took the initiative to find Li Guanshi, wanting a beginner's mind method for getting started, anything.

The cultivation bases of cultivators can be divided into Qi Refining, Condensing Yuan, Xuanguang, Fulong, Transforming God, Chengxu, and Feisheng from low to high.

Countless monks have been stuck in refining qi and condensing essence all their lives, unable to make any progress.

Mysterious Light Realm is enough to be the head of a small sect. Fulong Realm has the ability to overwhelm mountains and seas, and when it comes to Huashen, even in a big sect like Kunlun Shangxuan, it is still the status of a hermit elder, and it is easy to leave the mountain.

Legend has it that there is only one great master of taking advantage of emptiness and tranquility in the world, and that is Yu Hanchao, the unborn genius of Kunlun, the sword master of "one statue and three sects".

Because of the existence of this person, Kunlun can be so detached, surpassing Wanzong.

But even the lowest level of qi refining, it is extremely difficult to step into it.

It is basically impossible for ordinary people to comprehend qi refining on their own in the mortal world where aura is thin. Only by relying on mental methods can the success rate be increased.

Following the mental method passed down from generation to generation can not only get twice the result with half the effort, but also prevent the aura from going wrong when it is running.

Such an important mental method, the small sects and sects cherish it even if they get a copy, and regard it as the foundation of the founding of the school, and ordinary people have no way of touching it.

Most of them are in the hands of great sects and aristocratic families.

That's why immortal cultivators flock to great sects and aristocratic families, even small introductory methods, not to mention those strange and different exercises, classics, and resources.

Jiang Yanqiu looked calm and breezy on the surface, but he was grinding his teeth secretly in his heart.

Who doesn't know that the Jiang family has collected countless mental methods for thousands of years, and Jiang Youan, Jiang Ruoxi and the others used them as enlightenment books to tear up and play with when they were young.

When he came to him, Li Guanshi lightly said, "The head of the family has the final say", and wanted to send him away.

This is clearly fooling him.

Who doesn't know that Jiang Chen's return date is uncertain every year, so he can't go home for a year or so when he gets busy.

A monk has a long lifespan, and it may take five or ten years to retreat casually.

In case Jiang Chen didn't return for a hundred years, would he have to wait until he was buried?

Guanshi Li bowed and smiled, but his eyes were full of undisguised contempt.

The old patriarch was romantic and had many wives and concubines. Apart from the patriarch, only the golden-branched and jade-leaved Jiang You'an and the innocent and lovely Jiang Ruoxi were the serious young masters of their fairy mansion.

It is a great grace for this kid who appeared out of nowhere to be recognized by the Jiang family.

He dared to offend the Second Young Master and Young Master Xuan thoroughly on the first day, he really didn't know what to do.

What's more, since he came back, the head of the family has never asked a word, just pretending that there is no such person.

Thinking of this, Guanshi Li said: "Young master, what else is there? I have other important things to do." "Yes." Jiang Yanqiu nodded: "Go and change the aromatherapy in my room

. I don't like it. Also, the bottles are too thin, please replace them with big belly ones. Put more flowers, it will be different every day. The rockery in the yard looks too fake, so replace it with a real one. The floor is also Let's put a blanket in the bedroom."

Li Guanshi: "..."

Jiang Yanqiu met the other party's angry gaze, smiled and said, "Do you remember, Li Guanshi?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chennian I came back in half a month.

Last time, Big Brother Jiang Yanqiu lay down as soon as he returned home, and when he opened his eyes again, he was gone.

This time, I finally saw the ostentation of the Patriarch's return.

On weekdays, servants who seemed to be dead around his yard, who couldn't find anyone, popped up one after another, sweeping and sweeping, waiting at the door to take off their clothes, and their steps were lighter than usual.

Jiang You'an seemed to have been lifted from the foot restraint, and followed his eldest brother in a regular manner all the way, not daring to be arrogant and domineering. Jiang Ruoxi lost a lot of weight when he came back from the tomb-sweeping, and the eyes he looked at Jiang Chennian were full of reluctance and sorrow for the death of his dear one, so that the elder brother could know how affectionate and filial he was, a good boy.

That night, the family sat around for dinner.

In fact, Jiang Chennian was already bigu, but Mrs. Xuan loved the way of ordinary families in the mortal world, and whenever the family reunited, they would have dinner together at night. This habit has also been preserved.

Jiang You'an: "Brother, is there something wrong with Beijiang? You've been so busy recently? I heard from Xuan Ping that uncle and the others have been planning this matter recently." Jiang Chennian still had no expression: "Beijiang

recently It's not peaceful, and Moxiu is more rampant than in previous years."

Jiang Yanqiu didn't interrupt, but pricked up one ear.

——No way, he himself, who escaped from the young master of the Demon Sect two years ago, is here.

Until now, I recall the kind of old dog Xiao Wudu who still has nightmares at night.

But to be reasonable, "Qinghua" and "False Eye" should be two books, right? Is this world view still interoperable? The magic cultivator Jiang Chennian was talking about couldn't have happened to be Xiao Wudu and the others, could it?

Jiang Ruoxi took a small breath, looked at Jiang Chennian, eyes full of worry and apprehension: "Brother, the magic cultivator is so scary, you must take care of yourself." Jiang Yanqiu caught a piece of fish

.

Both of them looked at him instantly, and Jiang Yanqiu calmly swallowed the tender and juicy fish.

Jiang You'an was dissatisfied: "Brother hasn't come home for a long time, you only have food and vulgar things in your eyes, and you don't know what to say."

Jiang Ruoxi Nuo Nuo said: "Yan Qiu just came home for a short time, so it's normal that I don't have any feelings for Big Brother. Second brother For my sake, don't say anything wrong with him, if Yan Qiu is dissatisfied and contradicts you again, wouldn't it hurt brother's kindness." That's it

.

You brothers and sisters are respectful, but I can't cook.

Jiang Yanqiu put down his chopsticks and thought about it.

He really has something to say.

He looked at Jiang Chennian, and the young man's eyes were full of clarity: "Brother, I want to start practicing, but Li Guanshi won't give me the mental method." The originally peaceful hall was like a torpedo being thrown

.

Li Guanshi was standing at the side in a regular manner, ready to serve at any time, but his face changed drastically when he heard this, and he forced a smile: "Young master, how can you swear." Jiang Yanqiu was surprised: "Speaking the truth, can you also be called bloody

? I asked you for the mind that day, didn't you refuse to give it?"

Jiang Chennian's indifferent eyes swept over Li Guanshi's body, and the heavy coercion made him unable to move in an instant, sweating profusely, and knelt on the ground: "Family, Patriarch Mingjian! I am worried about the young master! I heard that the young master The young master is not in good health, and he suddenly found out about his background, he must be in a bad mood! I was afraid that the young master would start training in a hurry and something would go wrong, so I wanted to wait for you to speak first!" Jiang Ruoxi also hurriedly said: "Brother, Manager Li

said It must make sense. Yanqiu, could it be that you are thinking too much and misunderstood Manager Li."

Jiang Yanqiu wiped the non-existing oil stains on the corners of his mouth.

Isn't it just pretending to be a white lotus? Who hasn't read a few online articles in the last life.

"Ahem, brother, it seems that I misunderstood Guanshi Li's good intentions." He frowned slightly, and his eyelashes like crow feathers cast a small shadow under his eyes, "I am not in good health. I kicked one foot, and now I can’t walk easily. No one at home gave me wound medicine, I thought, it should be because everyone is a monk, this minor injury and ailment don’t need to be treated, and the spiritual power can be cured. Yan Qiu Thinking, if I can also cultivate, you don’t need to worry about my body.”

He was pale, his skin was fat, and his figure was really like a weak willow supporting the wind, and he didn’t seem to be very healthy. At this moment, he slightly frowned and covered his chest, much more convincing than others.

The faces of the others present were distorted.

Shocked by Jiang Yanqiu's shamelessness, he also cursed in his heart: Who the hell is bothering about your broken body!

Jiang Chennian withdrew his gaze from looking at him, and snorted: "I don't know, my Jiang family disciples, why can't we start to practice when we encounter such a trivial matter. Is the mental method such a rare thing? I want you to do it Hide it and hide it."

His words were not insignificant.

Li Guanshi didn't dare to show his anger, he fell on the ground and shouted "Patriarch, please forgive me". Jiang Chennian glanced at the honest Jiang Yanqiu, and suddenly

said: "Come here, pull the clothes off."

Jiang Yanqiu: "...?"

"Stop wasting my time", said: "Didn't you say that the injury still hurts."

Oh oh oh, it's scary to not say everything.

Jiang Yanqiu unbuttoned his outer robe and pulled out his top, revealing his smooth belly.

On the porcelain white skin, a large piece of ferocious bruise was imprinted on it, which was in stark contrast with the surrounding skin color, which was particularly horrible.

Jiang Chennian put one hand on it and circulated his spiritual power. Under a warm spiritual light, the bruises gradually faded away.

Ah, hot.

Jiang Yanqiu squinted her eyes like a cat being petted comfortably.

Jiang You'an couldn't sit still for a moment, jealous with jealousy: "Brother! You actually healed him yourself!"

Jiang Chennian glanced at him indifferently: "It's not a good thing you did."

——Although the words are blame , but didn't really mean to blame, on the contrary, there was a bit of intimacy between brothers.

Who doesn't know, the huge Jiang family. The one Jiang Chennian loved and had the most patience with was his own younger brother who was also born of Mrs. Xuan.

When Mrs. Xuan gave birth to him, it was difficult to give birth, and finally the mother and child were safe, and she also lost half of her life, which seriously hurt her vitality.

Jiang Chennian was indifferent, only occasionally showing a trace of warmth when facing his own younger brother.

Jiang Yanqiu's whole body was warm, and he was too comfortable to move after returning to his seat, and naturally he didn't bother to pay attention to Jiang Youan's sharp eyes.

Humanoid warm baby, Jiang Chennian, you are not bad.

Just as Jiang Chennian was about to say something, he was interrupted by a sharp cry from outside the courtyard.

"Where is the Patriarch, I want to see the Patriarch!"

"You have to make the decision for me! I was robbed of my innocence by the young master, I, I am dead!"!

Chapter 5

Your Jiang family is really a pansi cave, Tang Seng will have to peel off his skin when he comes.

Jiang Yanqiu thought when she put down her chopsticks for the third time.

The woman who was crying outside asking the Patriarch to avenge her was quickly dragged in.

She looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, she was not bright and beautiful, but she was a bit cute and delicate, her voice was hoarse from crying, and her face was covered with tears.

It looks really pitiful, and it's hard not to feel compassion.

Jiang Ruoxi smiled softly, helped him up with great sympathy, and said with concern: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what happened?"

The woman looked at the expressionless Jiang Chennian in the hall, and was so indifferent to him. The sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see everything shrank back in fear and swallowed.

Jiang Ruoxi encouraged her softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, the past is over, if you speak out boldly, we will make decisions for you." Laughing to death, the past is all over

.

He, the client, didn't know what was in the past that should be in the past.

The servant girl seemed to have gained a little courage from Jiang Ruoxi's words, and said with a sob: "That, that day, the servant girl passed by the young master's other courtyard and saw that there was no one there. She was worried that the servants would not serve the young master thoughtfully, so she wanted to go in Ask the young master if there is anything missing." "

As a result, woo woo woo, after seeing the servant, the young master suddenly, suddenly dragged the servant to the bed, stripped off his clothes, covered the mouth of the servant, and did that kind of thing. "

"The slave was terrified at the time, and could only struggle desperately, but was threatened by the young master that he would be the master of the Jiang family in the future, and the slave was a servant, so what if he despised the slave." "

Then One night, it was like a nightmare of a servant. Who knows, this nightmare is still not over. Since then, as long as the young master rises, the servant will be called to be frivolous. Wuwuwu, the servant has thought several times, why not find Hang yourself with a rope, and you don't have to suffer this kind of insult anymore. Well, it's hard to wait for you, the master, to come back, and you must be the master of the slave."

The maid was already crying, kowtowed on the ground, and was gently lifted up by Jiang Ruoxi .

He always had a gentle and lively smile, and his face was full of rare anger: "Yanqiu, how could you do this! Don't you know how strict our Jiang family's family law is!" Don't talk about contemptuous maidservants, it's different if you turn a blind eye to robbing women. Maybe the new Patriarch can't understand the old Patriarch Jiang's flirtatious nature. It is a felony for disciples in the clan to force women, and they must be served by family law.

Jiang Yanqiu, who is about to be served by the family law, is not in a hurry: "There is no basis for what you say. If you slander me like this, you must show evidence.

" Testify, the night before yesterday, did the young master sneak to the servant's room in the south!"

Immediately, the servants who knew something about it whispered.

"The night before yesterday? It seems that such a thing happened." "

At that time, the young master was indeed suspicious, sneaky, and looking around."

"No way, it could be that the young master did it!"

Jiang Yanqiu was speechless: "I went to the small kitchen to order supper in the middle of the night. It took only ten minutes to add up, what happened in time?" Jiang Ruoxi said softly: "Third brother, it's what you said, and you have to pay attention to evidence. You say you

are Go to the small kitchen to get supper, where is the evidence?"

He and Huaisheng have already eaten the evidence...

Jiang You'an snorted coldly: "Who knows, he grew up in a place like a brothel, and he has been fascinated by it, who knows if he will do it?" This kind of thing happened."

At this time, the maidservant who was the closest to her in the servants could no longer restrain herself and raised her head, without concealing her hatred, she said loudly: "I grew up with her, and I know best But! Nianlu her, she—" She said in a sad and angry tone, "She has never been in love with anyone before, and she is still perfect! During this period of time, she has not been in contact with other men! Who else but you!" Oh, huh,

This is very interesting.

Is it possible that he can still deprive this girl of Nianlu's innocence out of thin air?

Nian Lu was out of breath from crying, but after hearing this, she immediately fell silent like a quail whose neck had been strangled.

Jiang You'an immediately said: "Okay, let someone take her down to have a look, check to see if she is still a virgin, and it's over?" Nian Lu was

pinned down by a servant on the shoulder, but struggled like a fire: "Let go Me! The family, the head of the family, and the servants are indeed telling the truth!"

Jiang Ruoxi's indignant expression faded a bit, as if seeing that something was wrong, she pulled Jiang Youan's sleeve hesitantly, and whispered: "Second brother, why don't you wait first... ..."

But before he could finish speaking, the martial servant moved even faster, forcibly twisting Nianlu's wrist, and he was dragged down.

"Patriarch, I checked, and it is indeed not a virgin."

Nianlu's eyes were empty, as if her soul had been hollowed out, and she stared at Jiang Yanqiu with hatred like a ghost, as if she wanted to count everything she had put on her. on his head.

Jiang Ruoxi exclaimed "ah", and looked at Jiang Yanqiu with sympathy and disappointment: "Yanqiu, the facts are here, are you still unwilling to admit your mistakes? If you continue to be so stubborn, even your elder brother won't be able to protect you You."

Jiang Chennian glanced at him indifferently, and looked at the farce in the hall without any emotion: "How to rule it out, it was not caused by others?" Jiang Youan stomped his feet: "Brother! The evidence is so conclusive,

you Why are you still defending him!"

Jiang Yanqiu thought of something, and smiled slightly at the maid: "Since we have done such intimate things, girl, do you know if the birthmark on my left shoulder is plum blossom or round?"

No one expected that he would ask such a question.

All eyes were on Nianlu's fluttering lips.

She trembled, and swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.

"...Round, round," Nian Lu stammered, seeing his relieved face, suddenly changed her words: "It's plum blossom shape! Hahahahahaha, I knew it! Look! I'm right! Her

hair was disheveled, her arms fluttered in the air, her fingers clenched into claws and convulsed with excitement, the breeze blew away the caress on her gray and bloodless cheeks, her expression was a little crazy.

Jiang Yanqiu sighed.

"You're right. It's indeed a plum blossom shape." Just when the corner of her bright red mouth seemed to split into a scary arc, Jiang Yanqiu said slowly: "Unfortunately, it's on the right shoulder." Under the eyes of everyone

.

In front of everyone, the young man unbuttoned his clothes on the right, revealing a large piece of suet jade-like skin on his right shoulder.

A bright red birthmark in the shape of a plum blossom stands on it.

What else can I say now.

A man who molested himself several times had to guess over and over even the obvious birthmark on his body, and finally gave a wrong answer.

Deceive the head of the family and frame the lord.

This is a felony punishable by rod.

Everyone looked at Nianlu with a little pity, as if they were already looking at a dead person.

Unable to believe that her fate was decided so lightly, she struggled frantically: "That's not it! I saw it wrong! It's on the right! It was dark and I didn't see it clearly! The man who molested me did have a birthmark on his right shoulder!"

"Oh? I don't seem to be the only one with this birthmark." Jiang Yanqiu smiled: "Second brother, do you think so?"

Huh?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

is that so?

It is different from Jiang Yanqiu who had to be forced to show his skin in public in order to prove his innocence with difficulty. Jiang You'an is the second young master with golden branches and jade leaves and a distinguished status. How could the servants have the opportunity to see his body?

Others don't know, but Jiang Chennian does.

His eyes were heavy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Yanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew the secret because in the novel, the original owner had overheard the valet mention that Young Master Jiang had the same birthmark as the master.

The original owner mistakenly thought that the young master was talking about the male protagonist Jiang Ruoxi, relying on this, he thought of a way to frame the male protagonist.

In the end, it was discovered that the second young master Jiang You'an also had this birthmark.

Cleverness was misunderstood by cleverness, self-defeating, but exposed himself, and was severely whipped.

The subordinate wanted to get closer, but Jiang Chennian was rarely irritable for no reason, and said in a deep voice, "Drag people down." Anyone with

ears could tell that he was really angry.

Nianlu looked around in panic, all faces were sympathetic, accusing, or gloating.

Even Jiang Ruoxi, who was so gentle and upright, who had been helping her speak, avoided looking at her, unwilling to meet her gaze.

At that moment, she didn't know where she burst out with strength.

She broke free from the servant who was holding her down, and almost threw herself on Jiang Yanqiu, holding up a jade pendant.

Her hair was disheveled, and her flowery and jade-like face was distorted beyond human shape: "This is yours! This is your jade pendant! It fell off when you forced me! Hahahahahahaha! I won! Her

strength suddenly increased, Jiang Yanqiu stood firm, fixed her eyes on the jade pendant, and her expression changed: "Where did you steal it from, give it back to me.

" To take that jade pendant.

This is the relic of Chunhong.

I paid eighty taels of silver to buy it from a street vendor, saying that it can purify the mind and ward off evil spirits, and guarantee high school.

Jiang Yanqiu knew at a glance that it was just a jade pendant with obvious impurities and not worth much at all.

Even so, after Chunhong passed away, he kept it carefully and wore it often.

In the fierce competition, Jiang Yanqiu finally gained the upper hand and hooked the jade pendant with his fingertips.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A deformed, claw-like hand slapped heavily on the back of his hand.

Snapped.

The jade pendant hit the ground hard and broke into two pieces.

Time seemed to stand still.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yanqiu raised his head.

All emotions were put into his expressionless face.

He kicked the maidservant to the ground.

Jiang Youan, Jiang Ruoxi, and everyone else were stunned.

Jiang Yanqiu raised her head calmly: "You have evil energy in you. Tell me.

" "Who is it that you are having an affair with?" "!

Chapter 6

Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals knows that Jiang Chennian feels deep pain and disgust towards the demons.

The aura of heaven and earth, the harmony of yin and yang. Since ancient times, where there is spirit energy, there is magic energy.

Spiritual energy can be used by monks, and it is also of great benefit to ordinary people; demonic energy is extremely filthy, causing discomfort at the slightest, and changing people's temperaments, losing their minds, and even death.

I don't know how many years ago, on the mainland, spiritual energy and demonic energy were still intertwined and intertwined, and there were monks and mortals on the mainland, and naturally there were demons and monsters.

For the sake of the common people in the world, all the immortal families headed by Kunlun worked together to form a large formation to seal most of the world's evil spirits underground, so that the Xuanmen immortal family could grow stronger and prosper.

But all things in the world, divided for a long time, must be united, and prosperity must decline. This is the way of heaven and the truth.

The demon energy that has been sealed underground for thousands of years and the demon race that has been stagnant for so many years have been about to move in recent decades.

Twelve years ago, Heavenly Demon appeared in this world.

He has been dormant in the Styx River for many years and contains boundless mana. The sword respects wounds and retreats. The ordinary people who are still living and working in peace and contentment, and the carefree young monks hardly know how critical the situation was back then.

The building almost collapsed.

Dozens of elders and great powers from aristocratic families and big factions gathered together to seal it with the belief that they must die.

Twelve years ago.

The world is at peace.

Even Jiang You'an and the others didn't know how the old Patriarch Jiang and Mrs. Xuan died. They just thought it was an accident that was plotted against by a traitor.

But Jiang Chennian knew, and even witnessed the tragic situation of his parents before they died.

And now.

How could Jiang's Immortal Mansion, which is heavily restricted and dominated by countless masters, have demon energy?

Jinwei Jin is Jiang Chennian's most loyal dead servant. He has been loyal to the Jiang family for generations, and almost all of them have cultivation levels from the Xuanguang Realm to the Subduing Dragon Realm.

Jiang Chennian's face sank like water: "Take it down for interrogation."

Pin Jinwei beside him knelt on one knee: "Yes."

The phrase "bring it down for interrogation" made many people in the room tremble.

The trial method of Jinwei, if you don't die, you have to peel off your skin.

With that kind of torture, the mute can tell the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

Jiang You'an was dumbfounded. He never expected that things would take a turn for the worse. How could a little maidservant have something to do with the demons.

He hurriedly said: "Brother, is there some misunderstanding! Jiang Yanqiu, that bastard, who knows if he is worried about being blamed and teased." Jiang Chennian yelled: "Shut up!" Jiang Youan

was

stunned up.

No matter how angry his elder brother was, he had never yelled at him like that.

Jiang Chennian's face was gloomy, and he didn't look at Jiang You'an: "Take him down with me, lock him in the room, and don't let him go out." Seeing Jin Jinwei walking towards him without hesitation, Jiang You'an finally panicked: "

You How dare you! You servant who doesn't know how to behave! I'm the second young master of the Jiang family!" He turned his head and looked at his only ally: "Ruoxi! Tell your elder brother quickly, he's crazy!" But Jiang Ruoxi didn't

care If it was him, his face was like gold paper, trembling.

How, how could this happen!

Before Xuan Ping returned to Xuan's house, he told him mysteriously that he was ready to go back, and he would keep it for that bastard to see. If you don't let him peel off his skin, he won't be named Xuan!

Jiang Ruoxi really didn't know Xuan Ping's plan.

When he saw the maid crying and biting Jiang Yanqiu crying, although he probably understood in his heart that this was Xuan Ping's so-called "backhand", but he just felt that Jiang Yanqiu would be beaten, it was not a big deal.

But how could she have anything to do with the demons!

Pin Jinwei slashed Jiang You'an unconscious with a knife in one hand, and lifted him up: "I offended you, Second Young Master."

Jiang Ruoxi's feet went limp, and she sat on the ground.

Jiang Chennian's scrutinizing gaze had already cast him, although he told himself not to panic, all of this was done by Xuan Ping and had nothing to do with me...but he was still trembling with each other.

"I see that you just defended that maid in every possible way?"

Jiang Ruoxi seemed to have been poured cold water, and was forced to recall her words and deeds just now.

He did help Nianlu gently, telling her not to be afraid, and he did tell her to speak out bravely, and said, and said that they would support her... His teeth chattered, and he couldn't say a word

.

Jiang Chennian withdrew his emotionless gaze.

"Let's take it down together."

Jiang Yanqiu and Jiang Chennian were relatively silent.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Unlike brothers, distant relatives who haven't seen each other for a whole year after returning home during the Chinese New Year are forced to sit at the same table to eat, and rely on pesticide mobile games to maintain some false brotherhood.

Jiang Chennian curled his fingers, unconsciously tapped regularly on the other elbow, his face was gloomy, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Jiang Yanqiu felt very sorry when he thought of the dishes that were removed from the table just now without taking two bites.

Jiang Chennian glanced at him.

The young man sat upright in an instant, his eyes serious.

The head of the family said lightly: "Ask someone to make some minced fish soup again, so as not to be indigestible at night."

Jiang Yanqiu was very shocked.

Jiang Chennian, who is said to be unsmiling, strict and indifferent, always serving the family law...is it a ghost?

Jiang Chennian: "Your figure is so thin and thin, what kind of words spread like this, outsiders don't know how the Jiang family treated you so harshly." Jiang Yanqiu: "..." Not long after, Jin Wei Jin walked into the room in a hurry

.

Come on, bowed his head half-kneeling and said: "My lord, the interrogation has already been made."

Jiang Chennian paused insignificantly: "Say."

"The person who had sex with that maidservant was someone else. She is an ordinary servant of the Xuan family. After the affair was found out, Young Master Xuan forced her to blame the young master for this matter. The source of the devil breath is that a demon seed was planted in the body." Jiang

Chen The movement of Nian's finger tapping stopped suddenly.

The spiritual power in his body soared, rising steadily, with a pure and awe-inspiring killing intent, and even cut Jiang Yanqiu's spoon containing the spirit fish soup.

Jiang Chennian was expressionless, but anyone with eyes could tell that he was suppressing his anger: "You dare to reach out to my Jiang family, how courageous! I was planted with the demon seed, and I am still in the Jiang family as if nothing happened. It has been hidden for such a long time, and no one has discovered it!"

Pin Jinwei immediately knelt down: "Returning to Patriarch, the reason why I didn't notice it in time was because the demon seed was not on the maidservant that day, but—it was because of The essence of the man who intercourse with her is planted on the fetus."

Jiang Yanqiu: =convex=!

When he thought about it for a while, he felt weird and disgusting, and got goose bumps all over his body.

Is Xuan Ping still human?

In order to "give him some color", he even took two lives.

Jiang Chennian's voice was cold: "The stupid and vicious bastard really has something to do with him, I see if uncle can keep this bastard." Jin Wei was shocked: "My lord, what you mean is that Young Master Xuan wants to be

right We are disadvantaged?"

Jiang Chennian snorted: "With Xuan Ping's useless mind, it is likely that he would not be able to think of such a plan, let alone expose it at this moment. What is the origin of the servant who is in love with that maidservant? "

According to what she said, she was just an ordinary servant who served Master Xuan closely. When Master Xuan came to live here for a while, the two of them secretly fell in love, and it seemed nothing special." Jiang Chennian: "She said it herself, it's nothing special.

" What?"

"Yes."

Jiang Chennian's tone was so flat that he seemed to be discussing today's weather: "Then search the soul." The soul search

is a method used by monks to interrogate those who are unwilling to speak or whose memory is blurred.

The primordial spirit or soul is separated from the body, which is extremely painful and unable to preserve its own will. It will answer the questions raised by the soul searcher without reservation, or show a specific memory.

It's just that this kind of interrogation method is extremely painful, and the person being searched for the soul can be stupid at the least, or even die at worst. Generally, such cruel methods are used only when dealing with demons or those who are suspected of colluding with demons.

Jiang Yanqiu shivered involuntarily.

He knew what kind of scene it was, because he had seen Xiao Wudu use it before.

He punished a jealous man who wanted to drug Bai Muqing.

Obviously he could kill the opponent with a single blow, but he was forced to endure the pain of tearing the soul apart, and finally cut him into pieces lightly.

Jiang Yanqiu had just worn it not long ago, and was so scared that he had a nightmare that night.

Fortunately, he only paid lip service to Bai Muqing, striving to be a giant of words and a dwarf of actions.

Pin Jinwei nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Chennian turned his gaze to the cowardly Jiang Yanqiu, and asked softly, "Even Pin Jinwei couldn't detect that wisp of demonic energy from the Heavenly Demon Seed. How did you find out?"

Chapter 7

Jiang Yanqiu said honestly: "Because I have already refined Qi."

Jiang Chennian looked sideways and raised his eyebrows slightly, looking very surprised.

Before Jiang Yanqiu could say anything, he had already revealed a ray of spiritual energy, and swam quickly around Jiang Yanqiu's meridians.

The blood relationship is amazing, the aura is of the same origin as him, even though the elder brother came uninvited, Jiang Yanqiu still has a sense of intimacy.

"The acupoints are fully opened, and the eight meridians are connected. It's really refining Qi." Jiang Chennian said, "I found it out by looking at my own mentality? Not bad." "Guan Li refused to give it to me, saying that he would wait until the elder brother came back."

Jiang Yanqiu shook his head: "I asked Huaisheng what it felt like to refine Qi. He said that when he was still a mortal, the spiritual energy passed through the dantian and the flesh and blood, just like cold wind blowing through dead branches. Stay. But as long as you sense the existence of spiritual energy, try to block them in your dantian, drive them to wander through the meridians with a whip, and you are considered to be practicing Qi." Jiang Chennian: "..." What a way of thinking If it is as simple as Jiang Yanqiu said, dipping leeks and scallions, those monks who have not been able to get started for decades may cry and faint in the toilet

. ——However, the road is as simple as possible. The underlying logic of qi refining is so simple and unadorned. Jiang Yanqiu: "At first, I couldn't detect the devilish energy. It was because she rushed up suddenly and scratched a wound on my hand that I felt it vaguely. I was about five years old, and the flowering willow near my house There was a big incident in the street, many young women died suddenly. It was originally rumored that bandits killed people, but later even the court and the national teacher were alarmed. My mother was almost killed that night, and I cried loudly in front of the black shadow. They escaped the catastrophe only by attracting the national teachers who had been guarding nearby." Jiang Yanqiu looked calm, but his words were half-truths and half-truths. ——When he was five years old, Moxiu who harvested human daughters did escape here, but the national teacher and the others were not attracted by the original owner. The little white-eyed wolf left his cheap mother and ran away without a sound at the first time. It was the national teacher who was vigilant and found out in time to avoid more casualties. He was able to sense that wisp of devil energy entirely because of Xiao Wudu.

As a qualified and life-saving traverser, Jiang Yanqiu knows the truth that "if you do something, you will die", and never take it as your duty to reveal the secrets of the Demon Sect.

If Jiang Chennian knew that the cheap brother was still living in the Demon Sect for half a year, and even served as a substitute for the young master of the Demon Sect. Well, uh, his life might be reopened.

In Jiang Chennian's eyes, the younger brother looked at him aggrievedly, and shrank and was afraid because he was forced to recall the horror experience of his childhood.

Jiang Chennian paused, and lightly looked away.

Five years old...the age is right.

Twelve years ago, it was indeed the day when the Heavenly Demon almost came to the world. It is entirely possible that the demonic energy in the world is agitated, and the demon cultivator will go crazy under the influence of it.

As for the authenticity, Jinwei Jin would naturally visit and investigate the dossiers from that year.

Jiang Yanqiu dared to say that he was naturally not worried about Big Brother Cheap going to investigate.

Because this incident really happened, except for some minor details that will not be recorded in the file, it is completely consistent with what he said.

The moon is in the middle of the sky.

A good family banquet lasted until midnight, and they broke up happily.

But it was Jiang Ruoxi and the others who were unhappy, and Jiang Yanqiu was so happy that he didn't have to respect their brothers and friends, it could be said that he was in the happiest mood present.

He secretly yawned.

In modern society, he still has one month to come of age.

Minors just want to go to bed early and get up early, what kind of evil spirit is not evil spirit, the old dog forced Xiao Wudu's man. What does petting Jiang Yanqiu have anything to do with him Luling Jiang Yanqiu.

Jiang Chennian, Pin Jinwei and the others probably will investigate this matter all night.

Of course Jiang Yanqiu was not prepared to accompany her.

He hypocritically said: "Brother, it's so late, why don't you go to rest first, let's talk about it tomorrow morning. Big brother usually has a lot of worries, don't wear yourself out." Jiang Chennian glanced at him indifferently: "You are

sleepy Just go to bed first."

That was the sentence that was waiting.

Jiang Yanqiu resigned a few words flatteredly, and prepared to leave in a fluttering mood.

"Wait."

Jiang Chennian's voice sounded behind him.

Jiang Yanqiu turned around strangely.

Jiang Chennian was a head taller than him, and leaned over to help him straighten out the wrinkles on his coat.

Then he patted his head very strangely and stiffly.

Jiang Yanqiu:?

It was rare for the Patriarch of the Jiang family to show the warmth between brothers. He did not expect to see Jiang Yanqiu's frightened expression, and his face was very ugly.

"Starting tomorrow, I will go to Jiang's Book Collection Pavilion by myself. If there are any books I want to read, I will read them myself."

Jiang Chennian: "Find a teacher to teach you well, so that you don't have to practice hard in the middle of the night. You only know to go to the small kitchen to steal supper." "Little Yanqiu, what kind of look is that in your eyes? That's my son from Yushu Linfeng who came to teach you. Are you still dissatisfied?" Man, are you still satisfied with what you see? JPG Jiang Yanqiu looked at

it expressionlessly

Han Shaoqing, who was flamboyantly flamboyant, silently took out her mind and watched it by herself.

Han Shaoqing was dressed even more exaggeratedly than when Que Cheng picked him up. He was dressed in a crescent-white cloud satin brocade robe, with a rhinoceros horn belt around his waist, two or three jade pendants exaggeratedly embellished, and cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs. He also had to wear a crane cloak outside, and the feathers on the collar made him look like a vixen with a lot of knowledge.

Jiang Chennian said he would find a teacher for him, and it turned out to be this one.

He also fantasizes about being a gray-haired old grandfather who says "this son is destined for me" during the teaching process, and then bangs and bangs to teach the unique kung fu that has been lost for many years.

He has been the cannon fodder male supporting role in the three books, and he really is the life of the cannon fodder male supporting role.

The kind that even the novice guide NPC doesn't bring a replacement. Tears.

Han Shaoqing said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, Xiao Yanqiu, what kind of eyes do you have? Do you know how many people lined up outside to ask me for advice?

" It’s too late, I’m so surprised.”

Han Shaoqing smiled and said, “You’re welcome, just to catch my breath after I’m busy with things recently, so I’ll come and play with Chen Nian’s little brother by the way.”

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Han Shaoqing: "Hehe, let's talk about business. Since I was entrusted by your elder brother, of course I want to train Yan Qiu to look like a dog." Before he finished speaking, he put one hand on Jiang Yanqiu

. On Yanqiu's slender wrist, a sharp and undeniable qi poured in, frightening Jiang Yanqiu into a shiver.

——What happened to you cultivators one by one! Do you treat other people's bodies as your own? No knocking on the door!

Zhenqi walked around, and Han Shaoqing showed a very surprised expression: "Little Yanqiu, how can your aptitude be so poor." Jiang Yanqiu: "..." Han Shaoqing: "The degree of meridians is so thin and weak that I am still rare in my life, tsk tsk

tsk

Little pitiful."

Jiang Yanqiu calmly withdrew his hand: "I'm

so sorry." Han Shaoqing smiled and said, "It's a pity, I heard from your brother that he had comprehended and broken through the Qi refining state some time ago? This understanding is the best among geniuses. You are a genius, compared to what I can barely have. God is really unfair, but he deserves such a body."

Jiang Yanqiu: It's not bad.

Ever since he knew that he was going to be a cannon fodder male supporting role in the three books, no matter how outrageous things were, he took it calmly.

These days, it would be nice to escape from the Demon Sect alive, what more bicycles are needed.

Han Shaoqing was eager to threaten: "Your elder brother keeps a straight face every day, as if someone owed him money, isn't it scary? Why don't you come to my house, even if you are useless, I don't dislike you. How about it, this proposal is very good, right? "

Jiang Yanqiu: "Not very good."

Declined.

Han Shaoqing coughed twice, and said seriously: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Your brother must already know about your situation. This is a disguised way to let me think about it. The meridians are weak and congenitally deficient, it's not There is no solution at all."

What, this person is still reliable once in a while.

Jiang Yanqiu's mind moved slightly.

"Your Jiang Clan's Book Collection Pavilion contains countless rare books, and many monks are too greedy. Just take this opportunity, I will go, ah no, I will take a good look for you, and there is no good way to find it." Jiang Yanqiu

: "..."

I believed in your evil!

He was speechless: "Didn't you really want to see it yourself?"

Han Shaoqing said solemnly: "It is said that you think of your elder brother Shaoqing as someone. Let's hurry up."

Jiang's Immortal Mansion occupies a very large area . The fairy mountain was split open and flattened, and built on it.

Jiang Yanqiu lived here for a month, and it was the first time he walked near Zangshu Pavilion.

It looks ordinary from the outside, but once you enter it, there is something special about it. The inside is tower-shaped, with countless bookshelves stacked on top of each other winding upwards, the top of the tower is so high that it cannot be seen, and it is unknown how many books are stored inside.

Han Shaoqing found a bookshelf exactly, took a book out of it exactly, turned to a certain page exactly, and read it intently: "Xiao Yanqiu, don't worry, I'll check the information and help you find a solution." Jiang

Yanqiu : "..."

If he read it correctly, the cover of this book is "The Encyclopedia of Ancient Spirits and Monsters".

Believe that Han Shaoqing is reliable, sows will climb trees.

The young man sighed silently, walked slowly along the bookshelf, his eyes swept over the waistband casually.

It's really astronomy and geography, talismans, alchemy, and strange novels.

If it really doesn't work, it would be nice to be a rice bug in Jiang's family and come to the library every day.

Before he knew it, he came to a bookcase.

A golden book suspended in mid-air.

...Generally, this kind of thing is placed at a certain point, and the cliff is a great opportunity for the protagonist. It hides the top-level skills lost in ancient times, and is usually hidden in an inconspicuous corner in a dusty place, only waiting for those who are destined.

Jiang Yanqiu was immediately curious.

He held out his hand towards the book.

The ancient books let go with a "swoosh".

——The movement was so fast that the waist twitched, as if afraid of being caught by Jiang Yanqiu.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Why do you act as if I want to belittle you!

Han Shaoqing leaned over: "What's the matter, Xiao Yanqiu?"

Following Jiang Yanqiu's inexplicable gaze, he also saw the book flying aside, and he was aggrieved.

"Ah? Hahahahahahahahaha, Xiao Yanqiu, are you going to laugh at me to death hahahahahahaha." Han Shaoqing was overjoyed: "Isn't this the "Phoenix Sword Art" passed down from generation to generation by your Jiang family? Why do you despise you so much?" Ah, aren't you from the Jiang family?"

Xiao Huangshu turned around aggrievedly, revealing a small piece of the cover.

It seemed to be the Phoenix Sword Art that made the original owner half dead, but failed to practice because the Phoenix blood was too thin.

Jiang Yanqiu rubbed his forehead: "I won't do anything to you, and I won't lose a piece of flesh if I look at it twice, you see." He spread his palm, his fingers were white and slender, exuding a friendly atmosphere

.

The Phoenix swordsman approached a small corner, as if he was looking at whether Jiang Yanqiu was really in his favor.

After a long time, it reluctantly fell down and lay in the palm of his hand.

But when Jiang Yanqiu's hand dropped to open it, it was like a cat being patted down, and the pages made a "purring" sound.

No wonder it is the incomparable ancient swordsmanship in the legend, which is so human.

There are four types of Phoenix swordsmanship.

The first formula: stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms. Entering the rivers and lakes for the first time, the young mind is like swimming on the snow, searching up and down, and the red plum is in the ice and snow.

The second type: embrace the moon for nine days. Phoenix swordsmanship, extremely powerful, youthful spirit, a little success, has the ability to cut mountains and seas, wants to go up to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon.

The third type: Kunshan jade pieces. Huiji will be injured, too strong and easy to break, and the swordsmanship is powerful, if you are not careful, you will be destroyed.

The fourth type: born from Nirvana. Throw it to death and then survive, put it to death and then live. Only by keeping one's heart, the bright moon is bright and clear, and there is a glimmer of life, like a phoenix reborn from nirvana.

...I couldn't understand what I was talking about, so I went to play a game.

Jiang Yanqiu turned to look at the illustrations in the book.

This trick is one style, like a comic strip, which is quite interesting.

Phoenix Swordsman seemed to sense the mental activity of the human being in front of him, and he closed it with an angry "snap", and flew away with a few flaps.

A sword manual with such a good temper...

Han Shaoqing folded the fan and said, "Speaking of which, your qualifications are about to be tested, your Jiang family." Jiang

Yanqiu: "Huh?"

Han Shaoqing: "Ah, what, such an important thing, your brother doesn't Did I tell you? Every year at this time, the school-age children from Jiang’s main family will gather together to test the concentration of Phoenix blood, their own aptitude, and compatibility with Phoenix swordsmanship, etc. Yes."

Jiang Yanqiu looked at the swordsmanship flying far away: "I see." How well

does it fit with the swordsmanship?

Laughing dead, there is no need to test it. !

Chapter 8

After the demon energy incident, Jiang Youan and Jiang Ruoxi rarely stopped for a while.

Jiang Yanqiu moved freely in the Immortal Mansion, and the servants regarded him as a scourge, and all thought that Nianlu was being killed to make an example of others.

Unexpectedly, this young master would be carefree every day without showing any signs of dew, and if he didn't make a move, he would be so cunning. Everyone was in danger for a while, and they respected him very much, for fear that they would become the next Nianlu.

Even Huaisheng's treatment has improved a lot. No one dares to call him an idiot anymore. After all, beating a dog depends on the owner.

It was the first time in Jiang You'an's life that his brother made such a big fuss. With such an arrogant and domineering character, he was reprimanded in front of so many people, and he was knocked out and taken down directly. It was like slapping him in the face!

He closed the door in his room and thought about his mistakes. He was afraid and angry, and ordered the guard Pin Jinwei to let him out.

But to no avail, Pin Jinwei does not disobey the heavens and the earth, and only obeys Jiang Chennian's orders, who is your second young master?

Jiang You'an was so angry that his teeth were itching and there was nothing he could do.

Because Jiang Ruoxi tried his best to protect Nian Lu that night, the furious Jiang Chennian ordered someone to take him down for interrogation. Although it was impossible to search for his soul, Jin Wei's questioning methods were not vegetarian. Jiang Ruoxi had never seen such a battle before, she was scared to death in the torture room, crying and shouting that she was just fascinated by ghosts for a while, and shouldn't help outsiders suspect Jiang Yanqiu.

Li Guanshi angered Jiang Chennian because of his self-assertion, lost his job, and was forced to sue his old age and return home in despair. The new manager was a kind old man, who brought out a large box of mantras from the warehouse with his own hands for Jiang Yanqiu to choose from.

Jiang Yanqiu lowered his chin silently: "Huaisheng, is there anything you want to see?"

Huaisheng shook his head honestly like a black shadow, "Master, I can't read.

" After refining Qi, it is fun to look at the mental method.

The old man in charge smiled and said, "Young master, do you want someone to teach Huaisheng to read and write?"

Huaisheng looked at Jiang Yanqiu with big dark eyes.

Jiang Yanqiu nodded: "Of course."

Knowledge is the primary productive force. Before the sisters in Yuxianlou, he specially invited teachers from various subjects.

Alleviating poverty and eradicating illiteracy, the righteousness lies in the future!

.Since being entrusted to Han Shaoqing, this person has been very immersed in his identity as a teacher. Although he is a busy person, he runs to Jiangfu whenever he has time.

Although the male fox is unreliable, he is still very competent occasionally.

He bluntly pointed out that with such poor aptitude, it would be useless to practice any kung fu, and his tone sounded gloating. Therefore, Teacher Han's only teaching activity is to expand Jiang Yanqiu's meridians.

In the first class, Jiang Yanqiu was in pain.

His eyes were full of fear: "Or else, let's forget it this time."

Han Shaoqing shook her feather fan lightly: "This is impossible, Xiao Yanqiu. If I keep being like this waste, won't it appear that I, Han, is incompetent?

" His own spiritual power opened up Jiang Yanqiu's meridians that were so weak that they were clogged in some places.

It really hurts.

The pain was so painful that Jiang Yanqiu's face was full of tears, and he wished he could crawl away on the ground with his hands and feet.

When it was over, Han Shaoqing would grab her back and mocked unceremoniously: "Why can't this be done, is it a man, Xiao Yanqiu." Jiang Yanqiu tremblingly made a middle finger because he couldn't understand the paper

.

After all, there is no rush to stretch the meridians. If you are not careful, you will explode and die, so you can only do it a few times.

So much so that Jiang Yanqiu's hair stood on end when he saw Han Shaoqing now, and he was about to suffer from PTSD.

The days passed day by day, and it finally came to the annual aptitude test for Jiang's disciples.

Jiang Yanqiu usually lived with Jiang Chennian and the others in the separate main peak, but the day before the aptitude test, he saw countless flying boats and flying artifacts coming from other places, and only then did he understand what kind of giant the Jiang family was.

There are so many people.JPG The place where they gathered was a side hall. The glazed tiles had been baptized by the years, and they were glowing with a cold color.

The Jiang family's children who came from all over the country were all about the same age as them. It is said that this age is more accurate. Boys and girls from the main family, side branches, and half-aged boys and girls gathered together, making a lot of noise and making noise.

The most interesting thing is that because cultivators generally live longer, family relationships are intertwined, and everyone has different generations.

Don't look at the other person as your age, he/she may be your uncle/aunt/niece.

There are acquaintances of the same clan, chatting together in twos and threes; some are wearing high-level cassocks, with attendants, holding their toes high, and some are hiding aside and praying silently with their hands clasped together, extremely nervous.

"Ah, I'm going to die. What if the test fails? My father will beat me to death." "

Hey, Uncle is just a child like you, and what should be yours in the future will be yours. I won't It's the same, the concubine's elder brother tested above average in aptitude last year, and since then my mother has been crazy, dragging me up to practice before dawn every day." "Brother Cheng Tao seems to be full of confidence.

"

No, at about the same age, people have already condensed their essence. I'm really envious. How can there be such a big gap between people. "

"But if you want to talk about genius, you have to be Brother Chennian, right? " I haven't turned thirty yet, and I'm already a monk in the Xuanguang period. I'm afraid our Jiang family is going to produce a god of transformation, right? "

" Just kidding, everyone is already the head of the family, what status is it? " "

"Speaking of which, I heard that the Patriarch seems to have recognized a younger brother who was a concubine. He had a wrong hug with someone back then, and he grew up in a brothel since he was a child.

"Pfft, it must not grow crooked, thanks to Brother Chennian's kindness. " "

Jiang Yanqiu stood aside with his hands in his hands, very calm, as if he wasn't the one being ridiculed by the discussion. It's really sleepy to wake up

this early.

Jiang Ruoxi, dressed in white, walked over as if very pleasantly surprised, and said affectionately: "Yan Qiu, Why are you hiding here alone, making it easy for us to find. "

He tidied up well today, applied powder on his face, and blushed his cheeks. Although it was a little strange for a man to do so, he was determined to cover up the haggardness he had been tossed about before, and stand in the crowd radiantly.

I specially found Jiang Yanqiu in a secluded corner where no one would be disturbed: "..." He

smiled slightly, as if he had never had any unpleasantness before: "What's the matter, third brother, what's the matter?

" The faces of the people talking about Jiang Yanqiu were very bright, and they immediately looked around, talking and laughing loudly, as if nothing happened.

Jiang Ruoxi seemed to be very hurt: "We worked so hard to find you for a long time, why are you so cold. Yan Qiu, are you still angry because of that little thing before? But second brother really didn't mean it, so don't lose your temper anymore. "

Hearing this, someone immediately said: "Forget it, Ruoxi, he doesn't accept your favor, why are you talking nonsense with him?

" Serve as a dish."

Jiang Ruoxi sighed to Jiang Yanqiu as if she was very helpless: "Forget it, you didn't grow up with us, and it's normal if you don't get close to us, so take care of yourself." It seems that the male lead His

popularity is very good, wherever he goes, many people greet him intimately. Among the group of people who hugged him was the "Brother Cheng Tao" who had been talked about by many people before.

Jiang Chengtao's chin was raised high, but his appearance was rather ordinary, and his spiritual power was not restrained at all, as if he was afraid that others would not see that he had already condensed his essence. He was among the group of people who spoke up to help Jiang Ruoxi just now.

Jiang Yanqiu smiled: "Third brother, you misunderstood. How could I remember that little thing in my heart? If it weren't for third brother, you have a good memory and are still talking about it now, I would have forgotten it a long time ago. It's all because my elder brother talked to me yesterday and let me I will learn less from those long-tongued monsters who gossip about others behind their backs, and those insidious villains who make people stumble behind their backs. Playing tricks is empty. Improving your cultivation is the root, and I just stay alone. Third brother, are you right? Isn’t it right?”

What does it mean to use magic to defeat magic. JPG.

Not only did Jiang Ruoxi's smile froze, but the faces of those who talked about him behind his back just now were also unnatural.

Jiang Ruoxi forced a smile: "It's good that you didn't take it to heart. Why is eldest brother so free, and even talks to you specially? You couldn't have made it up, Yan Qiu, lying is not a good habit." Jiang

Yanqiu Seeming to be very surprised, Chacha said: "Third brother, why do you think that way? Then you really misunderstood brother. He just showed indifference, but in fact he is careful and warm. I'm afraid I won't be used to living at home. It's too late for me to be grateful in my heart, how could you misunderstand elder brother like this, it will hurt his heart." After speaking, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with emotion

.

Laughing to death, actually Jiang Chennian just called him over, and the two drank tea relatively silently.

It's just that tea talk is especially good for Jiang Ruoxi.

Everyone was horrified, who is this talking about! Is it the decisive and unreasonable Patriarch?

Jiang Ruoxi bit her lower lip, her eyes were embarrassed, she gritted her teeth and said "Then I can rest assured", then walked away in embarrassment.

Jiang Yanqiu wiped away the non-existent tears one second, and turned her head the next second.

Seeing the "considerate and careful" Jiang Chennian himself standing not far away, looking at him indifferently.

Jiang Chennian: "Is it too late to be grateful?"

Unexpectedly, he was thoughtful: "So that's what you expected in your heart, and hope that your brother will care about you?" Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

No

...you Listen to my sophistry...

"Silence."

A white-haired old man stood in the center of the hall. His voice was not so loud, but it made everyone quiet down involuntarily.

In front of him is a stone slab of ancient and clumsy shape, engraved with dense and mysterious Sanskrit, which makes people dizzy if they look at it more than once. A disc-shaped groove on the stone slab, the groove has been stained maroon by years of blood.

"Everyone, after the name is called, drop blood on the Phoenix Platform one by one. Gold is the best, and red is the lowest." This

is to see the concentration of the inherited Phoenix blood.

Those whose names are called go up one by one, and the announcement is made on the spot under the watchful eyes of everyone, which is more exciting than the score of the college entrance examination. Some people were so nervous that their hands were shaking, and they couldn't open their mouths for a long time.

"Xiazhong."

"Xiaxia."

"Xiashang."

"Zhongxia."

...

The old man looked at the color of the blood, and his tone was as flat as talking about the quality of pork.

Talent is the most unreasonable thing.

The middle-level ones are already considered rare, and they immediately smiled, enjoying the envious eyes from the people around them. Most of the people were low class. After being sentenced to the "death sentence" by the old man, their faces drooped instantly, and they returned to the team listlessly—by the way, Jiang Chennian was in the upper middle school.

Finally arrived at Jiang Yanqiu.

He was very calm, bit his index finger and squeezed a few drops of blood into it.

I don't know if it was his illusion, the slate glowed brightly for a moment, and then disappeared very quickly.

Because of this change, many sharp-eyed people widened their eyes and stretched their necks to look this way. The old man who had a calm expression also had serious eyes, staring at the change of the stone slab.

Bright red bright red, redder than the red scarf.

The rest of the "down" ones were mixed with a bit of gold, but he didn't have a drop of them. It will be like this, if you were born in the mortal world, but you practiced Qi before reading the mind, it would be a pity." "

Forget it, maybe this is God's will, and I, Jiang, will not be allowed to produce another peerless talent."

" ——Get down."

Hearing this, the rest of the disciples below were all in complicated moods, nervous, apprehensive, jealous, and secretly happy.

Human nature is like that.

If a person who has nothing to do with me, a young genius, shows off his brilliance, he may even sigh a few words of envy, and even yearn for it, and feel inspired.

But if the lucky person is a friend, fellow student, or acquaintance, envy and admiration will turn into jealousy, like a poisonous thorn in the heart.

Refining Qi by yourself? Legendary genius?

So what, it's just a piece of trash that didn't inherit even a drop of Phoenix blood.

There are even people who are secretly happy, but fortunately this is the result.

The old man thinks farther than these half-grown children.

When they were young, they might feel resentful because they were overwhelmed by the same clan they grew up with. However, a powerful family like the Jiang clan can stand for thousands of years despite the wind and rain, relying on blood connections and mutual help.

Generations of disciples and clansmen, the geniuses among them are like shining stars in the daytime, and in time, they will become the strongest cornerstone of the family, protecting the family for hundreds or thousands of years.

In this generation of the Jiang family, there is only one Jiang Chen year, which is far from enough.

Jiang Yanqiu had already predicted this, but Jiang Yanqiu didn't think there was anything wrong.

——It’s not bad that he was not kicked out by the Jiang family on the spot.

He walked down the steps with a sigh of relief, ignoring the whispers and sympathetic jeers around him.

But when passing by Jiang Chennian, Big Brother Yi glanced at him, and said calmly: "The Jiang family can't afford to support a waste." Jiang Yanqiu: "..." I thought the big brother wanted the

sentence

he said most often Mantra: Shame on others.

The next one is Jiang Youan and the others.

As the eldest son of the family, Jiang Chennian's younger brother, he was also placed with high hopes.

Jiang You'an still looked arrogant and domineering, but the hand holding the knife shook, and a big cut was made in the wrist of the other hand, and he gasped in pain.

The old man took a look: "Middle and lower."

Being an ordinary person is already pretty good, but Jiang You'an was still shocked, and his lips were tightly pursed.

After all, his brother's reputation as a genius resounds in everyone's hearts. Compared with Jiang Chennian, he is not even mediocre.

When he arrived at Jiang Ruoxi, he only made a small cut and squeezed blood for a long time.

Like Jiang Yanqiu, it's also down.

The young man wanted to cry, but the treatment he got was much better than Jiang Yanqiu.

Everyone gathered around one after another, and you comforted him with every word.

"It's okay, Ruoxi."

"That's right, look, Jiang Yanqiu is not as good as you."

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Ah, why are you still worse than me.

Jiang Yanqiu and Jiang Ruoxi were wronged, not many people knew about it, and Jiang Chennian didn't publicize it. Many people thought that Jiang Yanqiu was just the illegitimate son of Jiang's family who was left behind.

Jiang Ruoxi herself would not take the initiative to publicize this matter, but instead intentionally or unintentionally deepened the misunderstanding.

By the time everyone finished measuring, it was already sunset.

The old man said loudly: "Everyone, go to the Phoenix Pond in the back mountain to take a bath."

The Phoenix Pond is jokingly called "open-air hot spring" by readers of the original book, but it is actually the juice of a special and rare ancient sycamore tree. Fengqi sycamore, the earliest "good birds choose trees to live in", is extended from Phoenix to choose trees to live in.

Soaking in the Phoenix Pond is also an old tradition of the Jiang Clan. Some lucky disciples can slightly improve their aptitude, and it can also allow the little radish heads to let go of their barriers and cultivate their feelings when they meet honestly.

Jiang Yanqiu really wanted to voluntarily give up this traditional activity of cultivating feelings.

Of course the original owner also went to soak.

Fart useless.

Phoenix blood is the water in the sponge, can it be squeezed out?

If you have this time, why not warm up the sauced elbow with Huaisheng at night.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanqiu looked around with vigilant eyes, ready to run away.

... Then he saw Jiang Chennian who was looking at him coldly with folded arms.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

A quarter of an hour later, he came to the open space behind the hall, and was going to take the luan bird with everyone to the back mountain. !

Chapter 9

According to legend, the phoenix is ​​a distant relative of the phoenix in ancient times. This kind of bird is huge and has a low IQ. Most of it is only used for flying.

The first few people-laden ones had already flown away. Jiang Yanqiu happened to be the last one with Jiang You'an and Jiang Ruoxi.

Based on the principle of peace and harmony, Jiang Yanqiu chose a position close to the tail, sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

Han Shaoqing urged him to use his spiritual power to stimulate and widen the meridians when he had nothing to do.

The fox face appeared in Jiang Yanqiu's mind. The ruthless teacher Han threatened him with a smile: "If I see no

progress next time, you know what the consequences will be, Xiao Yanqiu."

practice.

It's a pity that he didn't take the initiative to find trouble, and the trouble came from him.

A haughty voice interrupted him: "I think you have spent less effort, so what can you do if you refine your own qi? Your aptitude is too poor, so it's still useless." Jiang Yanqiu turned her back to him, pretending that she didn't

hear , Continue to practice. It was the first time that the owner of the voice was so completely ignored, and said angrily: "Hey! Can you hear me talking to you? Are you deaf!" He

has an arrogant personality and a very bad temper.

, is about to reach out and grab him.

The moment the hand was about to touch the shoulder, Jiang Yanqiu moved sideways nimbly and opened the hand with a "slap".

He opened his eyes and said, "I heard that, so what?"

"You...you really don't know what's good and bad!"

The man with a plain face and his chin upturned was Jiang Chengtao, who was admired and complimented by a group of people during the day.

It's just because of the posture, he was standing, Jiang Yanqiu was sitting, his chin was forced to protrude from this posture, and the eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

As a last resort, Jiang Chengtao lowered his chin condescendingly: "What do you mean! Just because I am the younger brother of the Patriarch, I think I am superior to others? Hehe, let me tell you, in the cultivation world, the strong are respected. At this age, I have reached the Yuan Condensation Realm, and my aptitude is still above average, even the head of the family should look at me highly."

Jiang Yanqiu finally searched for this person from his memory.

In the original book, one of Jiang Ruoxi's dog legs is very talented, but he was born in a humble background, and was born as a side branch and steward of a side branch of Jiang's family. Because I am grateful for the gentleness and amiability of the male lead, regardless of his birth, I have been brainwashed and generally treat the male lead's brain completely.

Jiang Yanqiu's sharp comment: The brain stem is missing.

He calmly said: "Is there anything else? You interrupted my cultivation."

Jiang Chengtao didn't know which muscle was wrong, and was irritated by his indifferent appearance: "What right do you have to look down on me! Now that the Patriarch is not here, But no one is backing you up, so I'll ask you, do you dare to compete with me?"

After the appraisal, this person really couldn't understand human words.

Jiang Yanqiu sighed, and was about to say something, but saw that Jiang Ruoxi had already smelled it.

Yes, this male protagonist should be a dog.

He exclaimed in surprise: "What are you doing! Yan Qiu, I know you are new here, and it is natural for you to be excited when you find out about your life experience. But you also have to take care of Brother Cheng Tao's feelings. If you do this, Outsiders will think that our family is deliberately looking down on the children of Jiang's family!"

Seeing him defending himself so much, Jiang Chengtao gave the male lead a grateful look.

Damn, I really want to kick the hero off.

Jiang Chengtao was almost brought to tears by what he said, and he said bitterly to Jiang Yanqiu: "I, Jiang Chengtao, insist on showing you something today, so what if I'm not as good as you! I'm still a hundred times better than you." As soon as the words fell,

he Already in the palm of his hand, he struck towards Jiang Yanqiu.

Jiang Yanqiu had just left his mortal status not long ago, so how could he be an opponent in the Condensation Stage. He supported the ground with one hand, retreated with his upper body, and turned around flexibly to avoid the palm wind.

……so close.

He turned his head and looked behind him.

The position they were at was originally at the edge of the ostrich's body, Jiang Yanqiu stood still after dodging, his heels would be close to the outermost tail feathers. He glanced back, and there were verdant mountains below a hundred feet high.

If you are not careful, you will fall to pieces.

Jiang Yanqiu looked at Jiang Chengtao coldly.

The other party smiled contemptuously: "What kind of disciple of the same family is nothing more than that."

Jiang Ruoxi exclaimed "ah", and said anxiously: "Don't fight! Yan Qiu, you and Brother Cheng Tao should be soft, and recognize each other. Wrong, this matter is over."

Jiang Yanqiu almost wanted to laugh: "I didn't do anything, I was beaten for nothing, and then I have to apologize to the troublemaker?" The anxious male lead turned to

Jiang Chengtao and said "Okay, okay, teach Yanqiu a lesson, don't be serious, so as not to hurt the harmony of the same clan." Jiang Chengtao sneered: "I know you are kind-hearted, but I insist on him admitting to this mistake today

. "

After speaking, he drew out his saber and leaned forward.

As Jiang Yanqiu, who has only returned to the family for more than a month, naturally he does not have any saber equipment. He watched Jiang Chengtao's movements intently, and dodged in embarrassment. After a while, the thread on the front of his cuff was stabbed, and he was very embarrassing.

Jiang Chengtao's smile became more confident, and his offensive became more fierce.

It was just a few shots of spiritual power, the sword energy swept across, and some of them accidentally hit the ostrich.

The luan bird suffered a lot, and cried angrily from time to time.

Jiang Yanqiu was about to be cornered, but Jiang Chengtao, who won the victory, naturally didn't notice.

He exerted strength on his feet and moved forward with the sword in his hand, which almost blocked Jiang Yanqiu's way.

However, Jiang Yanqiu rolled to the side in a posture that ordinary people could hardly do, and stretched out his legs to sweep Jiang Chengtao's hind legs, trying to trip him up.

Jiang Chengtao's feet were unstable, and in order to maintain his center of gravity, he hurriedly propped his sword on the ground.

——Where there is a ground, it is the back of the ostrich.

The luan bird, which was deeply pierced by the sword, was in pain and flapped its wings angrily.

The huge back shook like the ground, and Jiang Chengtao, who hadn't stood still, was instantly thrown out by the huge shaking.

The other disciples of the Jiang family who were watching their fight with admiration exclaimed, "Be careful!" Those

below the Xuanguang state cannot fly with their swords.

No matter how powerful Jiang Chengtao is, he can only condense his essence! If you fall from such a high altitude, you still have to break your neck!

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and by the time everyone rushed up in horror, Jiang Chengtao had long since disappeared from the ostrich.

Now everyone is dumbfounded, how could such a thing happen!

But no one can blame this. It can only be said that Jiang Chengtao was unlucky. After all, he was the one who found fault first and forced Jiang Yanqiu into a corner.

"Brother Cheng Tao!... Hey, it didn't fall!"

Jiang Chengtao's entire body was hanging in the air, relying on Jiang Yanqiu, who was kneeling on the edge of Luanniao's body, to hold his arm.

Feng Shui turns.

In the last second, Jiang Chengtao was arrogantly chasing after people, driving Jiang Yanqiu to hide everywhere.

The next second, he yelled and thought he was dead, but when he opened his eyes, he found that his life was still alive.

He was so frightened that his whole body became stiff, and cold sweat broke out in an instant. He lowered his head for a moment, then raised his head in horror, not daring to look again. His whole body was trembling like lice, and a pair of small eyes looked at him in horror and helplessness. Jiang Yanqiu. Jiang Yanqiu grabbed the bird with one hand and pulled the person with the other, gritted his teeth and said, "You...why are you so heavy." Suddenly, Jiang Chennian's extremely impatient sentence "Don't give me less"

rang in his mind.

I cause trouble."

——You surnamed Jiang, how can you be so troublesome every day! Sit a bird without stopping!

Seeing that Jiang Chengtao hadn't completely fallen, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone trotted to Jiang Yanqiu's side, grabbed Jiang Chengtao's arm together with him, and whispered: "Jiang Yanqiu, luckily you react quickly."

"Brother Cheng Tao, you are too heavy! Jiang Yanqiu's thin body can't hold you back! Pass me your hand!" "Don't panic! Use your own strength!" The weight of a big living person is

really

heavy , They were not in a good position to use their strength, so they could only pull poor Jiang Chengtao like a carrot.

Jiang Ruoxi seemed to have finally come to his senses at this time, he took out the saber, and made a gesture to hand it to Jiang Chengtao: "Brother Cheng Tao, grab this, I'll pull you up!" But for some reason, maybe he was too hasty in his panic

, Maybe it was a mistake made in a hurry, Jiang Ruoxi wanted to pull out the scabbard together, but accidentally pulled out only the sword. On the way to trot, he was tripped by something, and the sharp blade stabbed fiercely. Into the body of the luan bird.

Jiang Yanqiu: "..."

Jiang Chengtao: "..."

Others: "..."

Jiang Ruoxi got up, with a weak and frightened face: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it—" However, Luanniao doesn't care if you don't mean it or not. .

A group of people fought and released their spiritual energy on their bodies, and were beaten up one after another. The angry phoenix lost its mind, spun and swooped wildly, trying to throw away all the bad guys on its back that hurt it.

And so—in the panic and screams of everyone, countless disciples who were caught off guard fell straight down like dumplings. !

Chapter 10

Am I doomed to have a life-threatening conflict with the Jiang family?

Jiang Yanqiu thought to himself relentlessly.

A quarter of an hour had passed since they were mercilessly thrown away by the big bird.

Because the ostriches were diving when they fell, the position was not too high. Fortunately, there were thick woods and moss underneath, so they didn't fall into open watermelons on the spot.

During Jiang Yanqiu's fall, his clothes were caught by the branches of the trees to cushion him. Apart from a little dizziness and suspected concussion, he only suffered some skin trauma.

Others weren't as lucky as him.

Some scalps were bloody from being knocked, and some bones were broken at weird angles, and the pain was so painful that they wanted to roll on the spot.

Jiang Chengtao seemed to be in dire condition. The bones of his left hand and right foot were bent strangely, and one eye was cut and he couldn't open it.

He did not yell out in a backbone, but bit his lip tightly, his face was frighteningly pale.

The phoenix that caused the trouble had already fled away, and its almond-sized brain might have finally realized that this group of two-legged beasts would not be able to eat even if they lost themselves, and they flew to nowhere with the remaining disciples including Jiang Ruoxi.

They were already at the end of the main force, and they didn't know if the others noticed that they were falling behind.

The situation is a little grim.

At this time, the sun is setting and the cold air is gradually rising. The back mountain is a forbidden area. This forest is one of the Jiang family's private properties. On weekdays, it produces some spiritual plants, spiritual trees, and fur inner pills for monsters.

A small part of the Jiang clan's food, clothing and training expenses come from here.

——But a group of little radishheads in the Qi refining stage broke in without the care of their elders, it would be very scary.

"My foot hurts so much, it must be broken, huh huh." "

Tell me, when will the Patriarch and the others find out that we are lost?"

"What was it that just ran over! I'm so scared! "

It's over, my father is still waiting for me at home. The aptitude test is so-so, I didn't expect that I almost confessed my life here."

"I regret it so much. I had a fight with my elder brother before I came here... Can I still see him one last time..."

Panic and despair gradually spread, some people fell silent, and some began to sob softly.

Jiang Yanqiu sighed.

After all, they are still a group of minors...

"Quiet!" His voice was not loud, but he was very calm: "For all injured people, use clean clothes to bandage the wounds, and tie the cloth strips to the end of the limbs near the heart if the bleeding is not stopped. Send a tourniquet after half an hour. If you suspect that the bone is broken, don’t move around. Use a branch saber to fix it, and tear your clothes into strips of cloth and tie it tightly.

” Make sure you don't leave anyone behind."

"Let's hike to the back of the mountain."

The original crying and wailing fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Yanqiu's voice was steady and orderly, and he was the Patriarch's younger brother. Some people were instantly convinced.

Everyone started whispering again, but this time, the voice was much lighter.

"The quality of my cassock is so good, why can't I tear it apart." "

Fuck you, I've already seen that you want to rub mine."

"This man is too heavy, let's take turns carrying him." "

Okay .”

Only Jiang Chengtao remained silent.

He raised his head, the corners of his eyes were red: "Why!"

This roar startled everyone else.

"Isn't he Jiang Chennian's younger brother! Isn't he just born? What's the big deal! You people have never lacked anything since you were young, and no one dares to underestimate you. Why! Others have worked so hard Things that can only be obtained through hard work, you can get them at your fingertips! Why! I am not reconciled!"

At the end, he had already choked up.

Suffering from accidents one after another, the person who hates is still so easy to handle and aloof.

Even... Even his own life was saved by the opponent several times.

His tantrums were almost unreasonable.

The round-faced girl next to him who was still bandaging him stopped, frowned and said, "Jiang Chengtao, you're almost done. What's wrong with my family? I'm still helping you with the wound with good intentions. Are you scolding me together?" Yes."

"That's right, he was the one who took the initiative to provoke Jiang Yanqiu before." "

I didn't care about the past, and saved him on the Luanniao, I really don't know what to do..."

Jiang Yanqiu stood in front of Jiang Chengtao and looked down. He said calmly, "Have you finished?"

Jiang Chengtao looked at him angrily.

Then, a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

Jiang Yanqiu kicked him in the chest unceremoniously.

——The strength was just right, not only avoiding the wound, but also making Jiang Chengtao spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Yanqiu calmly said: "This kick is for the kick you almost kicked me off the ostrich." "

Next time you mention something about my Jiang family in front of me, I will still kick you."

"You don't think so? " It's fair, but how many things are fair in the world. It's not okay to dislike your own background, go to the foot of the imperial city and ask those beggars without father and mother, ask the mortals who have been displaced by war, and ask them if they are willing to change with you.

"Born in the Jiang family, with no worries about food and clothing, and destined to become a cultivator who can call the wind and rain in the future, he is already a thousand times luckier than others. But you have probably never seen those who are weaker than you and need help in your eyes. " Let's go."

His words made many people fall silent.

Since I was a child, I didn’t have to worry about wearing clothes, and when I was struggling with spiritual stones, I was compared with my peers. The biggest troubles in life were unsightly cassocks, unpalatable food, and my cousin’s parents beat me up when my cultivation progress was not as good.

Because they belong to the Jiang clan of Luling.

Born with such blood, such wealth.

Jiang Chengtao gritted his teeth and lowered his head, his eyes were red.

He clenched his fists tightly, but his voice was crying: "Why...why do you look down on me."

"I've never looked down on you."

Jiang Chengtao raised his head abruptly, meeting Jiang Yanqiu's calm eyes.

"In terms of background, I am far inferior to you. I have never seen my father since I was a child, and my adoptive mother is just a woman in a brothel in the world. I was brought up by saving money. Don't talk about mental methods, exercises, spirit stones, and flying boats." I have, I have never seen it before. Even the qi refining, the manager refused to give me the idea, and I figured it out by myself. But I don’t blame the people who blamed me back then, and I don’t blame them for finding me so late, because I don't think my previous life is inferior to the present one, and I don't think the Jiang family is any better than my own family." "It's

you who look down on yourself."

Jiang Chengtao calmed down.

Jiang Yanqiu was satisfied.

In his opinion, he is just a chubby little brother who has no hair and complains about others.

This group of big-hearted teenagers seems to have regarded the trip to the back mountain as a spring outing.

"The back mountain is not as scary as the rumors."

"That's right, my brother told me not to go in secretly." "

This time I go out, I'm going to brag to them!"

Jiang Yanqiu almost gave up.

Brother, do you know that there is an old saying "Don't set a flag"!

The teenagers supported each other and walked in the direction of the back mountain together in pairs.

The sun sets until the last ray of light disappears, and darkness covers the earth.

It was pitch black all around, and the direction could only be identified by the starlight above the head and a few fire pockets.

But no one complained, it just got tighter.

Jiang Yanqiu stopped and said in a concentrated voice: "Wait, something is wrong." The

surrounding area was too quiet, except for their footsteps, there was no movement at all.

During the day, there are sounds of small animals such as rabbits and rhinos passing by.

Unless...

they were all scared away by some kind of more vicious monster.

In the shadow of the moon, a wolf with scarlet pupils and a strong figure came out while baring its teeth.

It was as tall as half a human, and its hair showed a hard metallic luster. It was staring at them, and its saliva kept dripping on the grass.

Some disciples gasped.

A dozen demon wolves lurk in the shadows behind it.

It turned out to be a magic wolf!

This kind of monster likes to eat human flesh, and is very ferocious. After adulthood, each of them has a cultivation level equivalent to that of the Condensation Stage.

It's just that the fur can be used as armor robes, and the inner alchemy can also be used as medicine, and the price is quite expensive on the black market.

Jiang Yanqiu sternly said: "The injured stand inside, and the ones with high cultivation stand in the outermost circle."

Fortunately, when they came, the wounded walked in the middle, and after the high cultivation opened the way, they quickly adjusted their positions .

"I don't know how many things are staring at the front. Everyone saves spiritual power. The talisman for protection cannot be moved inside. Take out the talisman for attack and take it in your hand! If you can use the sword, use the sword first. If you can't solve it by physical means, use spiritual power. !"

Although I don't know what "physics" is, everyone understands that you use the sword first and then use the spiritual power.

At such a critical juncture, everyone silently handed in the amulet, and no one kept it privately.

A girl with a broken leg held an amulet passed from an unknown direction, tightly hugged the neck of the person who was carrying her, and wept silently.

The two sides were silent and anxious.

Finally, a wolf that had been greedy for a long time jumped up, slid a long gray arc under the moon, and rushed towards them!

A young man in black clothes reacted very quickly to block with a sword, stuck the animal's teeth, and said with a wry smile: "Why did you pick on me when you first came up? Could it be that I am dressed too colorfully today?" Although he laughed at

himself , but the swordsmanship did not lose the wind, while the wolf's head was stuck, the left hand quickly pulled out the Thunder Talisman and slapped it on the head, which instantly burned half of the wolf's head, and let out a long howl in pain.

At this moment, the demon wolves behind them rushed out and attacked them.

Some of the disciples who fought with them took out fire talismans, some stabbed them with swords, and fought with the demon wolf.

The devil wolf is strong and powerful, but human beings are also clever, cunning and tricky. This one smashes the wolf's eyes, and the other takes out a big hammer and hits the dog's head hard.

The demon wolf was in pain, but he didn't want to back down.

Human monks with delicate and tender flesh, the spiritual power contained in flesh and blood is a great supplement to monsters.

Someone was exhausted and was bitten by a demon wolf on the shoulder, screaming in pain. Fortunately, there were companions around, and a sword pierced through the throat.

However, a group of them didn't have much actual combat experience, and their cultivation bases were different from those they cultivated by taking elixir and meditating. The demon wolves who fought with other monsters for food since childhood were far more bloody and cruel than them.

There were a large number of wolves, and half of them were wounded. Soon, they were still at a disadvantage.

"Don't give up! If you want to die, it's not because you're being bitten to death by a bastard now. Didn't you guys say you're going back to show off to your family?" Jiang Yanqiu pulled out the sword of the boy with the injured arm, and pushed him roughly to the wounded pile.

Thinking of the parents, brothers and sisters who were still anxiously looking forward to at home, the originally sluggish momentum was lifted up again.

The wolf's red eyes stared at them cruelly. He grinned, and instead of rushing directly to the intact people on the outer circle, he changed his direction halfway and rushed towards a little girl with handicapped legs at the weak defense.

The round-faced little female cultivator seemed to be stunned, staring blankly at the bloody mouth that was coming towards her.

Jiang Chengtao beside her gritted his teeth, dragged his injured leg and pulled the person behind him.

He didn't have time to dodge, so he could only block the front with one hand, and closed his eyes tightly.

Ding--the metal and stone hit each other to make a teeth-piercing sound.

Jiang Chengtao tilted his head and opened his eyes.

Someone fell from the sky and stood in front of them.

It's Jiang Yanqiu.

He turned his head and smiled slightly: "At this time, I finally look a little bit manly, Brother Cheng Tao."

Then he sent the sword forward forcefully, using his spiritual power, he pushed back the wolf's head abruptly.

The alpha wolf was enraged, staring at him with sinister little eyes, then changed his target and rushed up.

Jiang Yanqiu didn't care about conserving spiritual power anymore, every sword was moved out like thunder, and countless heaven and earth spiritual energy circulated in the thin meridians, almost bursting him.

His wrist was so sore, and his thin arm was shaking constantly due to excessive force, but he still swung the sword very steadily.

In the end, he could barely feel the presence of his own hand, he only knew how to retract the sword mechanically and thrust out, as if with divine help.

Pull, pick, swing the sword, stab out.

He even unconsciously used a move that he accidentally glanced at in "Phoenix Sword Art".

Play the flute to attract the phoenix, climb the osmanthus and ride the dragon.

Flowing clouds and flowing water are as graceful as a frightened bird.

——The first form, stepping on the snow and looking for plum blossoms.

In an instant, countless auras poured in, and the not-so-high-level saber shone brightly, even humming.

It's like Fengming.

With one hand resting on his forehead, Jiang Chennian, who was flipping through the dossiers sent by his subordinates with the other, had a sharp look, dropped the dossiers at once, stood up and looked in a certain direction.

The sword full of heaven and earth aura seemed to have the power of a thousand catties, from the wolf's head to the tailbone.

The anger and fear in the wolf's eyes seemed to have condensed.

Then it exploded in the middle, shattering into two bloody halves. !