The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

what's up!

How to use spiritual energy like magic!

As expected of a demonic cult, they love to do this kind of unorthodox research.

Thinking of this, Jing Yan also admired the methods and skills of the demon sect monks in using spiritual energy. Their strange and clever tricks were shocking.

The deer's feet stepped on the floating clouds like flowing shadows, and it quickly shuttled through the sky.

However, just as they were about to reach the high-hanging ancient city, an armored knight stepping on a strange beast suddenly approached them.

"Please stop immediately, the cultivators ahead are at the Demon Clan's Imperial City. If you do not obey orders, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Wen Youqing looked shocked.

"Oh my god, Master, the cops are chasing us, run!"

"Boom."

Jing Yan couldn't help it and knocked on Wen Youqing's head: "Who did you learn all these jargons from?"

"Woo woo, this is all Luo Li taught me. She said that the police who arrest people are called "tiaozi". This is her experience from struggling among beggars in the past..."

Wen Youqing covered his head in pain and decisively passed the buck.

"Ugh......"

Jing Yan sighed and wondered what kind of thing this child of destiny that he had cultivated was, and why the style of painting was so strange.

The hand he was holding on the Cloud-Stepping Deer gradually relaxed. The Cloud-Stepping Deer sensed its master's wishes and gradually relaxed its steps and stopped in mid-air.

The armored knight riding on the strange beast came to them tremblingly.

Logically speaking, as the law enforcer of the demon clan, he should be confident and justified, but why is he so nervous?

There is no other reason, it's just because the demon monks have a wide range of interests, have flexible moral bottom lines, and have a wide variety of friends, regardless of whether they are vegetarian or not.

Today is the millennium celebration of the Demon Cult's Pope's accession to the throne. A large number of people have been invited to participate. The quality of the cultivators is uneven, and there are quite a few evil cultivators, ghost cultivators, and demon cultivators. Their moral bottom line is often even lower than the flexible ones, and they are advancing at a negative level.

Of course, ordinary evil cultivators are easy to capture with just a little effort, but the mounts under them are all powerful men in the Hedao realm, and it is obviously not something that ordinary people can deal with.

This thing is just like a lottery. If you stop his mount, it would be fine if he is a cultivator with better moral values, but if he is an evil cultivator with no moral bottom line, you will have no place to cry.

This armored knight saw a colleague this morning who was killed by a powerful monk when he tried to intercept his plane. His soul was shattered and he couldn't be reincarnated.

Fortunately, he met Jingyan.

"what happened?"

Jing Yan pushed open the screen window and asked in confusion.

"That's right, Senior. Ahead is the Demon Cult's imperial city. The bishop has set up a large formation there. If anyone dares to break into the airspace, they will be seriously injured."

Seeing that the person speaking from the carriage did not seem to be an evil cultivator, the armored guard finally put his heart at ease. He nodded and told Jing Yan: "Senior, please change Lu Cheng."

"That's it."

Jing Yan nodded and ordered the Stepping Cloud Deer to descend. Wen Youqing in the carriage was very unhappy, thinking that she was a witch in her previous life, and her master couldn't defeat her, and now she was stopped by the car. It was such a humiliation.

But there's nothing I can do. Who told me to act like a good girl in front of my master? I can only keep my anger to myself.

Only after landing on the ground did the armored guards roll down from the spirit beast, respectfully came to Jing Yan, and asked: "Senior, which sect are you from? Do you have an invitation? If you are a distinguished guest, someone will come to lead you to participate in the celebration of the Pope."

"Oh." Jing Yan took out the invitation letter given to him by Taoist Lingxu from his arms, took a look at it, and verified whether the old man was trying to cheat him or not, or which counterfeit was trying to cheat him.

Only after confirming the truth did Jing Yan say seriously:

"Qiu Shui, I'm from Qiu Shui."

"Qiu Shui?"

The armored guard thought for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: "Is it the sect from Dongsheng Shenzhou with a particularly abstract master?"

"I don't know why, as a disciple of Qiu Shui, I should refute you, but your two conditions are so real and accurate that I have no way to refute them." Jing Yan rubbed his forehead and said, "The personal image of the sect master should not be elevated to that of the sect."

Tang Jiusheng hasn't been seen for a while. Where have you been trying to make your presence known? How come your fame has begun to spread even in Nanposo Province, which is far away across the sea cliff? Isn't it enough to have destroyed Zhongzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou?

"That's right, you are indeed Qiu Shui's man." The armored guard was delighted: "The Great Elder has been waiting for you for a long time, come with me."

"Great Elder?"

Jing Yan raised his eyebrows.

Who is this person?

......

......

"So you've been paying attention to me since I entered Nanposo Province?"

"It's impossible not to pay attention to a mount that is in the Hedao realm..."

"Then why didn't your Great Elder stop me when he had something to ask me?"

"A mount at the Hedao level cannot be stopped even if one wants to..."

"Then catch up and tell me."

"It's impossible to catch up with a mount at the Hedao level even if you want to..."

The sutra says: "......."

He was silent for a moment, looking at the armored guard who led the team with a miserable face, and sighed and asked, "Then how did you call me?"

"I ran into you face to face when I just got to work. My boss arranged it this way. There's nothing I can do about it." The armored guard said with a mournful look on his face.

"Why, is your job dangerous?" Jing Yan asked again.

"Not dangerous." The armored guard took a breath and told a story: "Half a month ago, when preparations for the celebration of the Pope were just beginning, one of my colleagues stopped the mount of an evil cultivator in the Void Refining Realm."

"Then what?" Jing Yan raised his eyebrows and asked questioningly.

"I know this!"

Unable to contain his impatience, Wen Youqing stuck his head out of the carriage and said, "Now the person and the box weigh five kilograms!"

"No." The armored guard shook his head. "He was spotted by an evil cultivator and then taken away. Fortunately, he was rescued in the end. His injuries are not serious, except for some blood on his buttocks."

Wen Youqing: “…”

She was silent for a moment, then said with emotion: "Nantong is really terrible."

Jing Yan frowned: "Did you learn this from Luo Li?"

"Right, right, right." Realizing that he had been exposed, Wen Youqing nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "It's all Luo Li's fault for talking about it every day. Master's best disciple was influenced by her and accidentally came into contact with it... Master, if you want to blame someone, blame Luo Li!"

"Tsk."

Jing Yan snorted lightly and did not bother with Wen Youqing. Instead, he looked at the armored guard beside him.

"Where is the Great Elder?"

Now they have entered the Demon Clan's imperial city. Everything in the imperial city is arranged in an orderly manner. Even the green plants and statues on the roadside reveal a unique beauty.

"The Great Elder lives in the Demon God Palace, but it would be troublesome to pay him a visit. However, since you are a distinguished guest from Qiu Shui, it is not a problem."

The armored guard sneered, pushed open the luxurious door, and led Jingyan into a beige room.

After only two steps, he stepped back out of the room, pointed forward respectfully, and said, "Go ahead and you will reach the Great Elder's lounge. You can wait for a while."

Just then, an old voice sounded.

An old man wearing a black priest robe, looking frail and with thousands of wrinkles on his forehead called them.

"No, I'll be waiting here."

The old man was quite old and frail, leaning against the wall, as if waiting for something. After reading the scriptures, his originally cloudy eyes began to show some energy.

The originally thin body supported the heavy black priest robe. The heavy texture of the priest robe added a bit of majesty to the elderly man.

He slowly walked in front of Jingyan and stared into the boy's eyes.

"Are you the sutra that Lingxuzi mentioned?"

He took a deep breath and said seriously:

"Remember, don't believe the Pope and the Archbishop no matter what. Your every move is under their calculation."

"Get out of here quickly."

182. The Chicken Soup Instructor Who Does Not Want to Reveal His Name

"Sorry, that may be a bit abrupt."

The old man in black robes stroked his beard and said, "Don't be surprised. I can explain all the causes and conditions. You can call me Hidden Priest."

"Hidden Priest..."

Jingyan repeated it in a low voice.

"This name is what others called me in the past. Now, I am the Great Elder of the Demon Cult. Or, you can call me by the name I used to have long ago."

The Great Elder looked at Jingyan with complicated eyes, and there was inexplicable emotion in his eyes when he looked at the young man.

He spoke slowly, his voice was steady and experienced, as if he had been through the baptism of countless years.

"Lingyin Taoist."

"Lingyin Taoist..."

Jing Yan was stunned. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere before. It seemed particularly familiar.

I remembered that it was on Qiu Shui's historical monument that the disciples of the generation of the Great Elder liked to use "Ling" as their Taoist names, and the format of the title Lingyin Taoist seems to coincide with it.

"Lingyin... Lingxu..." Jingyan muttered, thinking of the great elder Qiushui who liked to laugh strangely, and asked in surprise: "Do you know Taoist Lingxu of Qiushui?"

"More than acquaintance."

When the Great Elder heard the name "Lingxu", he smiled and his eyes were full of nostalgia.

"I am the elder brother of your Grand Elder. If we talk about seniority, it is not excessive for you to call me Grandmaster Uncle."

Then, the great elder sighed, as if to overturn what he had said, and sighed: "But forget it, I am no longer Qiu Shui's man, just treat it as a joke from me."

"Why? Why?"

Wen Youqing, who had been listening for a long time, asked.

Although she has the memory of rebirth, it does not mean that she knows everything.

In her previous life, she knew very little about Qiu Shui’s history, especially the historical stories of the generation of the Grand Elders, which she completely understood and was completely in the dark.

Although it is not good to pry into other people's private history, does Wen Youqing care about those things? Can she play by the rules?

Obviously it can't be done.

The girl's curiosity was aroused, and she really wanted to know about the love and hatred in the past.

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"I have heard of your deeds, so I recognized you as soon as I saw you, Jingyan."

The elder stroked his beard and looked at Jingyan with kindness in his eyes. When he heard Wen Youqing's question, he noticed that there was a smart and pretty girl beside the boy. He narrowed his eyes and asked:

"But... who is this?"

"Oh, this is my disciple, named Wen Youqing."

Jing Yan rubbed Wen Youqing's head, and the girl squinted her eyes and smiled as she lay in her master's arms.

"You already have an apprentice?"

The Great Elder was startled and unconsciously looked at Wen Youqing twice more.

"Sixteen or seventeen years old in the late Nascent Soul stage?!"

He was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that both of you, the master and the disciple, have such amazing talents. I only noticed her cultivation just now, and didn't pay attention to her age, so I made a mistake... But just now I thought you two were a Taoist couple, and came to participate in this celebration together."

Taoist companion?

Wen Youqing's eyes flashed, and an equation gradually took shape in his mind.

The Great Elder of the Demon Cult = a good guy.