My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 126 New Objects in the Diary (for Subscription)
"It's better for the master of the nunnery to come. After all, I don't want my disciples to bear this suffering."

"Please also release more evil spirits from the Demon Venerable. My nunnery master is the best at reciting scriptures. If I spit out ordinary scriptures, I will have supreme magic. I will definitely help the Demon Venerable dispel the evil spirit."

Gong Yajun's face was full of determination, and under the moonlight, he walked towards Fang Yang step by step.

The bright moon splashed down and sprinkled on her snow-white skin.

It also made the already perfect figure even more attractive.

Fang Yang took a deep breath, feeling that the evil spirit on his body was rapidly increasing.

Afterwards, he saw the nunnery master holding a Buddhist bead and slowly sitting cross-legged.

The red lips parted lightly.

There was a hint of charm in his eyes.

Start reading scriptures.

Dispelled the evil spirit for him.

"Sinister, take a good look at how masterful your charm skills are at the pinnacle."

The nunnery master snorted coldly, only to feel that everything was under control.

……

The long night is long, and the water mist is rippling.

Next, on the edge of this mirror lake.

The master of Shuiyue Temple, the saint and his disciples, started a sutra chanting competition.

It has to be said that the two women are unfathomable, and they have a lot of experience in dispelling evil spirits.

Huang Fuling hasn't been precipitated by years, and the scriptures are a little green, and the reading is too hasty.

The nunnery master, on the other hand, seemed much calmer, with a delicate voice, like pearls and jade, full of charm.

In the end, with the efforts of these two contemporary masters, he was completely dispelled with evil spirits all over his body.

The blood in the pupils slowly faded away, and the eyes became clear again.

But Gong Yajun and Huang Fuling all looked tired.

Chanting scriptures is quite exhausting, not to mention that Fang Yang is still a formless demon body, it is not that simple to dissolve all the evil spirits in his body.

The two have already tried their best.

In the dark night, Fang Yang was dressed in a black robe, and his black hair was dancing wildly in the night. He just looked at the two people in front of him coldly, and couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion.

It is worthy of both master and apprentice, and it is also worthy of Yingyue Nunnery.

The scriptures are unfathomable, and the cooperation is also so tacit.

They were able to add buffs to each other, making each other's scriptures stronger and stronger.

Resolving evil spirits will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Mozun, I still have some business to do, so I will leave first."

Huang Fuling's voice was soft, after all, she was not used to confronting her master face to face.

Especially... under the competition just now.

"You go back first."

Fang Yang waved his hand, and when Huang Fuling was about to leave, he gently stroked Huang Fuling's head.

The deep and cold eyes rarely revealed a bit of gentleness.

Since crossing, he has been surrounded by enemies, and he doesn't know who is the enemy and who is the friend.

Dangerous.

And Huang Fuling, like a moth to a flame from the beginning to the end, obeyed him unconditionally, and her favorability reached full value.

Willing to be the most humble slave for him.

He still loves Huang Fuling very much.

But such an inconspicuous move made Huang Fuling's eyes brighten, and a somewhat satisfied smile appeared on her charming face, as if there were thousands of stars twinkling in her eyes.

Afterwards, it flew towards the distance immediately, but the posture seemed a little weird.

Seeing his family's scoundrels leave, Gong Yajun's eyes inevitably showed a bit of envy.

As the master of Yingyue Nunnery, he is a master of charm.

Naturally, she could easily see that the Mozun did not have any affection for her, just like a slave.

But he loves his evil disciples a little more.

These favors cannot be faked.

If it was before, with her domineering personality, she might really have to clean up the house.

But now, after going through the sutra chanting just now, she already knows how powerful the Demon Lord is, and she alone cannot completely dissolve the evil spirit of the Demon Lord.
Therefore, having this villain share the burden can make her feel a lot easier.

And the most important thing is that after Huang Fuling's Shadow Moon Saint Body was broken, the purple moon in her mind also underwent a new change.

Let her clearly feel that the relationship between herself and the villains has become deeper and deeper.

When the villain was attacked by the evil spirit, she could empathize with it, and when she dispelled the evil spirit, that feeling would double.

It was as if there was a spiritual reaction between the two of them.

This is simply unprecedented.

It is very likely that it is related to the prophecy left by Shadow Moon Temple.

Before that prophecy is verified, his apprentice cannot be harmed in any way.

"Okay, what happened to what the deity told you before?"

"My lord, the major sects of Shenzong have arrived at Yingyue Nunnery, and three days later, they will hold a Demon Dao Conference to discuss the leaders of Shenzong Demon Dao."

Gong Yajun knelt on the ground, respectful.

Cheeks are flushed.

"Have you investigated any of these demonic sects, which one has murderous intentions for my Blood Rain Sect?"

"This……"

Gong Yajun hesitated, some did not know how to speak.

Fang Yang frowned slightly.

"Why, can't you tell?"

The terrifying aura crushed away, like an abyss descending, making Gong Yajun shudder involuntarily, feeling more and more unfathomable to the Demon Lord.

In the end, he said cautiously.

"All factions of the Shenzong have murderous intentions against the Blood Rain Sect and want to offend the Demon Lord."

"..."

Fang Yang remained silent. Although this was what he had expected, when he actually heard it, he was still a little helpless.

Blood Rain Demon Lord is cruel and domineering, with a cold personality.

Even in the Devil's Cult, it is a paranoid type.

And the Demon Cult itself has always been chaotic and unconvinced.

Previously, these sects were subdued by the Mozun, trampled on them recklessly.

But now, according to Shensuan Pavilion's speculation, Mozun is likely to go mad and suffer heavy injuries. This is the best chance to capture the leader of Shenzong.

Although, Tianyin Sect has been destroyed.

But the Shensuan Pavilion did not take back its own hexagram image, but let the pavilion master do the hexagram himself.

The result is still the same.

Blood Rain Demon Venerable last time, it is very likely that it was just a flashback.

The Shenshu Pavilion has been established for a hundred years and has never made a mistake.

Coupled with the suzerain's personal endorsement, the possibility of the devil's serious injury is increasing.

Therefore, all major sects are a little bit around the corner.

Inevitably want to replace it.

"You give me a detailed introduction to all these sects..."

Fang Yang said in a deep voice,
"As ordered!"

The nun master of Yingyue Nunnery nodded, and humbly crawled to Fang Yang's feet, seeing nothing unusual about Fang Yang.

Satisfied and delighted.

"The Divine Sect of the Tang Dynasty has many sects. Among them are the first-class sects, such as the Blood Rain Sect, Shadow Moon Temple, Tianyin Sect, Tianmo Sect, Ghost Lamp Sect, Hehuan Sect, Corpse Control Sect, etc."

"Among them, the Suzerain and his wife of the Hehuan Sect have the endowment of yin and yang compassion in their practice. As long as they are within a certain range, they will fall into the yin and yang realm and die in extreme joy."

"The ghost lamp sect is the largest and the most shameless. People in this sect love to listen to corners, dig ancestral graves, and steal underwear. The disciples in the sect are all over the world. The master of the ghost lamp sect is good at the soul lamp ignition technique, and can pass through countless clues. The clues touch the soul of a person, and they are lit with a soul lamp and burned alive."

"The corpse control gate, as the name suggests, is similar to the technique of driving corpses..."

"..."

Gong Yajun was eloquent, introducing the characteristics of the exercises of the suzerains of the various sects and difficult people.

No details, nothing to hide.

I was afraid that the Demon Lord would be dissatisfied with her, thus losing the opportunity to be severely whipped and punished.

For her, life was worse than death, and it was the most painful torture.

Now that he has tasted the nectar of poplar twigs, who can endure decades of drought?

"Mozun, these sects have their own secret skills, but with the strength of the Mozun, it is not impossible to deal with it, but please be careful of Lin Yanran, the saint of the Mozun."

"Lin Yanran?"

Fang Yang frowned slightly, feeling that the name was very familiar.

"That's right, it's Lin Yanran. The way the Heavenly Demon Sect selects saintesses is different from other sects. Each generation of saintesses is personally selected by the previous saintess. The selection method... relies on perception, Afterwards, it will be brought back to the Heavenly Demon Venerable for training, and tempered in the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Pool..."

"This saintess was no different at first, but a year ago, she suddenly rose strongly, and soon reached the realm of the three-leaf dharma body, and even defeated the lord of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and was added a yellow robe. Now, the entire Heavenly Demon Sect is governed by this A saint takes control."

"Lin Yanran, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Fang Yang murmured for a moment, retrieving the memory in his mind, and soon remembered why he was familiar with it just now.

On this day, the saintess of the demon sect also recorded in the diary of the demon master that the two had a close relationship, even old lovers.

Although I haven't reached the last step yet, basically everything that can be speed-passed has been speed-passed.

According to the diary, the saint is very moist.

And the reason why he didn't recall it immediately was because the devil was too dissolute and ridiculous.

In the diary, there are too many outstanding female disciples who have been harmed by him, and this holy lady of the Heavenly Demon Sect cannot be ranked at all.

The reason why she was not completely taken down by the devil was also because the devil's main target was not her, but the previous saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

It's just a piggyback on her.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a few years, the previous saint has died, and this Lin Yanran has risen rapidly.

"It seems that the Demon Dao Conference in Shadow Moon Temple this time is not that simple."

Fang Yang rubbed the center of his eyebrows, feeling a little irritable.

In fact, he is not afraid of these so-called masters from various sects, what he is really afraid of is the confidante of the devil.

The other party is entangled with the devil, and knows the devil very well, and he will be exposed if he is not careful.

It seems...

Only one step at a time.

He shook his head, pushing out all these messy emotions.

Then he asked if the ghost ancestor was in the Shadow Moon Temple, and after getting a positive answer, he nodded, a sneer formed on the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of cruelty.

His main purpose of this trip was to eradicate this old immortal thing.

A fool who was supposed to be lying in a coffin, dared to murder his apprentice and provoke him, the Demon Lord, deserved death.

After some questioning, Fang Yang already had a basic understanding of the magic way of Shenzong in the Tang Dynasty, especially the people in Yingyue Nunnery.

This magic conference will be held in three days, and the welcome ceremony will be held first tomorrow.

All denominations will make an appearance.

when...

He, the Blood and Demon Lord who was excluded, will definitely give these people a big surprise.

"The Demon Lord is me, and I am the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord has been able to trample you under your feet wantonly in the past few decades, and this deity can do the same."

Fang Yang murmured, surging with confidence.

Then he cast his eyes on Gong Yajun, looking at the nunnery master who was wearing a translucent ziyi with half-exposed shoulders and was still somewhat charming, the evil spirit that had dissipated gradually rose again.

Just like that, he hugged Gong Yajun into his arms.

"You just mentioned the characteristics of the secret techniques of the various sects. I wonder what secret techniques you have in Shadow Moon Temple?"

The skin of the two was touching, and the hot skin made Gong Yajun's body tremble, and her eyes were like silk.

A pair of holy eyes seemed to be filled with endless spring water, and she said quietly.

"The Mozun just asked me, master and apprentice, to recite scriptures together to dissipate the evil spirit. Don't you understand the secret method of my Shadow Moon Temple? The purple moon is like water, endless."

"As long as my Shadow Moon Nunnery's secret technique works normally, I can recover my physical strength in a short period of time. Moreover, by turning the moon into water and nourishing all things, not many people can withstand the entanglement of this endless bright moon...how...how could it be so? !"

Before Gong Yajun uttered the word "entanglement", he felt Fang Yang's endless evil spirit, rolling out.

Make her pale.

Raising his head, he happened to see Fang Yang's deep eyes.

"The master's secret method is about eloquence, but this deity is about violent power. In the face of absolute power, everything is like dust. But it is also very easy to generate evil spirit."

"Please continue to dispel the evil spirit for the deity."

……

The bright moon is splashing, shining on Jinghu Lake, and also shining on Yingyue Nunnery.

At this moment, Yingyue Nunnery, the courtyard of the Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

A pale-skinned, overwhelmed woman stretched out her finger, and endless ice and snow spread out from her fingers.

The woman was wearing a long white dress, with a snowflake-marked earring hanging on her crystal clear earlobe.

Three thousand black hairs, which turned into silver at some point, slowly drooping down.

With her finger pointing out, everything outside the door was covered with ice and snow. A man hiding in the shadows and holding a ghost lamp was instantly frozen into an icicle.

The ghost lamp in his hand went out immediately.

Before he died, his eyes were still wide open, an unbelievable look.

But at this moment, the saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sect snorted coldly, with a look of disgust in her eyes.

With a wave of his hand, his appearance began to change slowly, and the cold and evil aura on his body gradually faded away, replaced by an indifferent and clear.

She is completely different from the rumored saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect, or she is not alone at all.

In the night, she just raised her head and said coldly.

"The dirty way of the devil will definitely be destroyed in my hands, Blood Rain Demon Lord, this time, you can't escape."

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