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Chapter 118 The little white rabbit pampered by the holy monk is the demon king (3)

Qi Sheng embraced Yuan Shou Yi, eliminated distracting thoughts in his mind, kept his mind pure, and did not answer Nan Xian's questions, his beautiful lips parted slightly, and obscure and complicated scriptures came out of his mouth silently.

Even if Nan Xian talked to him like this again, he would remain indifferent.

After reading the scriptures, Qi Sheng opened his eyes and was about to leave, but there was no movement in the prison. After all, he stopped and looked at the corner of his clothes in the prison with a frown.

After struggling for a while, I still walked over.

The girl had red lips and white teeth, black hair like a waterfall, and a small melon-seeded face with snow-white crystals. She looked harmless to humans and animals, like the little white rabbit he picked up, not at all like the cruel demon king in the legend.

He looked a little engrossed.

The monk's clothes were suddenly grabbed by the demon king who pretended to be asleep, and the other party's eyes were watery, with a sly smile: "Haha, I caught you.

Here, you saw me, now you can tell me why you refused to open your eyes to look at me just now, right? "

Unexpectedly, the girl was pretending to be asleep, and Ji Sheng was so frightened that he staggered back, but because the demon king grabbed his monk's robe, he almost fell down.

In the end, he leaned on the iron rod and bent down to meet the girl's eyes.

A white light flashed through his mind with a "boom".

The delicate and supple face was blushing from the demon king's stare.

Due to an accident, the two were only separated by the iron bars of the prison, and their breathing could be heard.

Looking at the young monk's blushing cheeks, Nan Xian couldn't help teasing: "Qi Sheng, you are blushing, you little monk is not serious."

Qi Sheng staggered and escaped from the cave where the demon king was imprisoned.

When the disciples of Qingya Mountain saw the terrified Master Qi Sheng, they all thought that the demon king was too powerful, and even Master Qi Sheng couldn't suppress him.

"Brother, I...I don't want to go to transform the Demon King tomorrow."

The head of Qingya Mountain had just ordered his disciples to send Young Master Yu's body to Wen's Mansion in the capital, and he was anxiously thinking about the follow-up accountability of Wen's Mansion.

Suddenly, seeing the younger brother who had been in front of the mountain collapsed in the past and his face remained unchanged, he hurried in, his tone was urgent, he was stunned, and poured a cup of tea for Ji Sheng: "Junior brother, sit down and say?

What happened? "

Qi Sheng muttered for a while, his expression changed and he said: "I saw her face."

"Pfft—" The headmaster spewed out a mouthful of hot tea.

"Junior brother", the sect leader took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then looked at his handsome little junior brother intently: "Is this true?"

"Ah."

"Then it seems that you really can't have any more contact with that demon king." The headmaster sighed quietly: "But in Qingya Mountain, the only one who knows the Star Blue Ice Kung Fu is my junior, what should I do?"

"Senior brother chooses an outstanding disciple, and I will pass it on to him. Although the exercises are difficult, as long as you study hard and practice hard, you can achieve something in ten and a half months."

The head groaned for a moment: "Okay, leave this matter to me, but in the meantime, I'm afraid I still need to worry more about it.

Although the demon king's demon power is not continuing now, she has devoured the demon core of the previous demon king after all. If the violent demon energy in her body cannot be purified, there is no guarantee that the demon king will not cause harm to the world one day!
The strength of the two demon generals under her command should not be underestimated. Qingya Mountain will not be able to keep the demon king for a long time, it is still necessary to purify the violent demon energy in the demon king's body as soon as possible, so as not to have many dreams in the night. "

"Well," Qi Sheng's eyes were firm, with the Buddha's light of compassion for all sentient beings: "Tomorrow I will continue to transform the demon king until the new disciple learns the star blue ice technique."

The head of the sect revealed a look of satisfaction: "Thank you, Junior Brother.

Later on, I will order someone to send the roster of the most talented disciples in the school to the residence of the junior brother. Tomorrow, the junior brother will personally choose the disciples he likes. "

"it is good!"

The two senior brothers chatted for a while, and the headmaster asked him to finish his meal before leaving. Qi Sheng remembered that the rabbit at home hadn't been fed yet, so he got up and left.

And in the dungeon, Nan Xian, the thorny student in Qi Sheng's mind who didn't study hard, was sitting cross-legged at this time, making the same gesture with both hands on his knees.

If Qi Sheng was still in the dungeon at this time, he would surely be able to hear that the scriptures read out of the Demon King's mouth were exactly the scriptures of the Star Blue Ice Cultivation Technique that he silently recited not long ago.

This set of scriptures is difficult to understand, and the language is difficult to read, and it has no other practical purpose except to transform the evil thoughts in the hearts of people and demons.

Therefore, in the entire Qingya Mountain, only a seasoned student who has read extensively and has an excellent memory can recite this scripture silently and make it exert its purifying effect.

No one would have thought that the Demon King could memorize it fluently after only listening to it a few times.

Nan Xian pretended to be asleep at that moment, but was actually silently memorizing every sentence that Qi Sheng read out.

She really doesn't want to be in a passive situation like the last one!
The last plane called her the big boss of the game, but every night, her consciousness would be occupied by the original owner, and her body would lose her control.

The next day, the birds chirped in the mountains.

Nan Xian yawned, tilted his head against the cold mountain wall and squinted for a while, and stared straight at the entrance of the cave's stone steps.

There was a ray of light in there.

But the little monk who fled yesterday has not come yet.

Nan Xian was a little distressed, and pulled Qi Xi out to chat: "He won't come, will he?

No, is my face ugly?Why was he so scared yesterday?

There's not even a mirror in this shitty place!No one brought breakfast! "

[Host, you are a demon, you don't need to cook. 】

"Oh, I forgot." Nan Xian leaned back, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Qi Xi, did you miss a question?"

[Uh, you are not ugly, you are beautiful! 】

"You mean, I ran Renmei away? Blame me?"

[Ahem, the target of the attack was not scared away by the face of the host. 】

Nan Xian slightly raised his eyebrows.

【It's like this. The target of the strategy, Jisheng, has been able to see some unclean things since he was a child, so he was plagued by various diseases. Later, his family was instructed by a wandering Taoist priest and sent him to Qingya Mountain.

After arriving at Qingya Mountain, he recovered from his chronic illness, and because of his outstanding talent, he was accepted as a closed disciple by the previous head of Qingya Mountain.

There is a deep relationship with the Buddha, and there are often bodhisattvas and immortals in dreams. When he was 15 years old, he had a dream. In the dream, an immortal told him that he would abandon the road and return to secular life for the first woman he saw after tonight. 】

No wonder he was so scared!
The corners of Nan Xian's mouth twitched slightly: "The god is pretty good, didn't I just come here to seduce the little monk to break the precepts and return to vulgarity?"

Here, the student who was choosing "Duhua Demon King's successor" sneezed for no reason!

A group of disciples stared blankly at the handsome uncle: "Uncle Qisheng, have you caught a cold?"

"It's okay", Qi Sheng smiled gently: "Perhaps it was windy last night when I built a new house for Guaiguai, it's not a problem, I can go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of ginger soup later."

"Good boy?" All the disciples looked at each other, and Master Qi Sheng changed the name of the rabbit again...

"Ah, darling, I call it Xiaobai, Baibai, it doesn't deserve me, maybe because I don't like the name, so I gave it a new name - Baiguai.

Next time you try to call it Kuaiguai, Baiguaiguai, it will let you hug it. "

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Ji Sheng's mouth.

Disciples: "..."

(End of this chapter)