My Disciples Are All Villains

Ye Tianxin wondered: "Xiao Xian Shan? Where is this?"

She has not heard of this place name, it sounds like a little-known place, or a remote mountain village.

Yu Shangrong said frankly:

"That's my hometown ... A place that has lost its flavor, except for cold and dark, leaving nothing."

Ye Tianxin was more puzzled.

I do n’t know why Brother Two described his hometown as cold and dark.

At the very least, there is a hometown to return to.

Baimin, but nowhere to go.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianxin sighed, "Brother Er, will you blame me?"

"Your business, I heard people say it." Yu Shangrong said.

Ye Tianxin heard the words, and was very happy.

This means that Brother Two did not blame her.

She suddenly remembered the conversation with Si Wuya, the seventh brother, and asked, "Brother Er, do you believe that someone in this world can live for two thousand years?"

Yu Shangrong was slightly stunned.

This question seems somewhat ruthless to the gentleman.

Thousand-year cultivation is already extravagant, but what about the two thousand years?

"Do you believe it?"

"Second Brother ... I have been searching for something this time. Its name is Chenghuang. Many people say that once they have Huanghuang, they can live to be two thousand years old ... but I have been searching for a long time Not found. "Ye Tianxin said.

This question is changed to anyone, may persuade her not to persevere.

But Yu Shangrong is different ...

People are alive, not necessarily to achieve a certain goal.

The biggest driving force for people to live is to always have hope.

Yu Shangrong smiled and said:

"Then stay firm and look slowly ..."

"Even if hope is slim?"

"It's better than no hope."

Ye Tianxin was speechless for a while.

Hope is slim, better than no hope.

"Thank you, Brother II for your enlightenment ..." Ye Tianxin bowed.

Yu Shangrong nodded: "The sun is going down ... Sister and sister go back earlier."

"Well, Brother take care."

After Ye Tianxin made a deal, he turned and left.

The sun is about to set ... Below the peak, it fell into darkness.

Yu Shangrong did not move, but quietly watched the sun set.

Everything goes into darkness.

Yu Shangrong grasped the longevity sword firmly and pestered on the ground.

boom!

The stone cracked a gap.

The longevity sword is caught in the gap.

He sat down cross-legged.

Put your palms in front of you ...

Hum!

Hundred robbery holes appeared ... but only a small size, shorter than his own upper half.

Yu Shangrong suppressed the dharma body and made it very small.

Raised one palm, dharma body suspended on palm only.

Like a golden man, step on the golden lotus, but the golden lotus is no longer golden yellow, but has purple spots.

Those spots are spreading slowly.

Is like a lotus leaf with insects. The purple energy is insects.

Yu Shangrong mobilized his vitality ... The golden lotus spun quickly and the light was great!

Hum!

After some treatment, those purple energies were just suppressed by the powerful repair speed, and did not disappear.

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.

This battle, he won't be easy ... At least compared with many battles in the past, it is a bit difficult.

Even in Yunzhao woodland, I will not try my best as I do today.

In his impressions, Zhang Yuanshan is just the leader of a second-rate school ... a greedy person who is afraid of death. It's also the kind of goal that ends with a sword.

Is now so strong.

"Lou Lan Da Wu?"

Yu Shangrong read a word, then smiled softly, "You are lucky to meet me ..."

He did not finish the rest.

Put away the dharma body, toes a little, and flew north.

……

After the World War I.

Youming disciples gave this story to Yu Zhenghai, the leader of Yizhou.

"Notify the other sub-helms, and say that Mr. Er and Zhang Yuanshan had a lot of fierce battles."

At least according to their judgment, it should be more or less fierce.

However, the meaning of this fierceness is more-

Was injured.

Seriously injured.

Defeated.

Even fighting to death ... it's possible!

So, rumors were born.

Cultivation of various major schools, at the same time relieved.

People are talking about gold. When more and more people spread this rumor, they no longer need to verify the authenticity of the incident.

In the next period of time.

Rumors become more and more exaggerated, and even some storytellers will over-render:

"Sword Demon Yu Shangrong lost to Zhang Yuanshan in the battle of the sapphire altar and was seriously injured."

"Why did Zhang Yuanshan suddenly exert force?"

"A generation of sword demon, self-esteem is very high, and eventually fell."

"The age of Devil's Pavilion is coming to an end ..."

Yu Shangrong didn't appear again, but even more confirmed this rumor.

……

Under the night.

Among a cemetery.

A black shadow, suspended in the sky, feet only about half a foot away from the ground.

Constantly flying low above the cemetery.

Exudes a thick purple gas ......

Sand.

Sand.

The soil became loose.

The black shadow flew back and landed on the ground.

He nodded in satisfaction, grabbing two ropes with one hand ...

At the end of the rope, one is Kong Yuan in a monk's clothing, and the other is Zhang Yuanshan in a robe.

"Gu Gu has already taken effect ... Yu Shangrong will disappear from this world. Next, it is the Demon Pavilion ... Sister, I will let the entire Demon Pavilion be buried for you."

……

Seven days later, in the Devil's Pavilion, in the main hall.

After Luzhou learned the heavenly scripture for a period of time, his extraordinary power reached saturation.

While he was thinking about Jiuye, Mingshi came in with a flying book.

Little Kite still practiced Brahma Aya's control in the main hall.

"Four Brothers, look at it ... I can already use Brahma Aya to simulate various shapes! Master taught ..."

"awesome."

Mingshi shrugged to the main hall because of a perfunctory sentence.

"Master, Jiang Ai Jianfei Shu."

Said, opened the Fei Shu.

Jiang Aijian's ability to handle things is indeed outstanding, just seven days after he left, he wrote back.

The gang of old people in the Senior Pavilion, except bragging and horse farts ... can't help much.

Mingshi said: "Senior, you do n’t need to ask about inquiries. Now the whole world is rumored. The sword demon and Zhang Yuanshan are defeated in battle. One thing, I need to tell you that you have won Yizhou. You Zhuoyan is a counterfeit after all. Without that ability to calm down Yizhou, there is news. There is not enough paper. Please turn over ... "

Reading here, Mingshi frowned because of his brow.

What kind of moth do you know about writing on the back? When I opened it, I didn't pay attention to it--

Ming Shi continued to read because he cleared his throat: "Jin Tingshan's barrier disappeared, something happened to Mr. Er, plus you have reached the limit, the seniors should be careful of the gang of decent alliances; It ’s a bit rusty. If I can make up for a good sword, I will be more motivated to pull, ha, ha, ha ... "

After reading, Ming Shiyin's expression was a bit unnatural.

Is a bit useful as mentioned earlier, and should not be read later.

"Rumors are all rumors ... With Brother Xiu's cultivation practice, how could Zhang Yuanshan move him? Zhang Yuanshan is a timid person." Ming Shiyin said.

Luzhou does not think so.

Judging from merit awards, things should not be so simple.

What is certain is that Zhang Yuanshan is dead ... As for whether Yu Shangrong had an accident, there is no way to judge.

After all, the system has not given a reminder of the apprentice's death so far, or, if the apprentice hangs, the system will not prompt at all.

……

Luzhou slowly got up and paced, saying, "Your second brother likes to travel alone, and doesn't like flying books."

"Master criticizes how old people are, and they don't know how to return to Feishu to report a peace." Ming Shiyin said.

"Let him go."

Luzhou said so, really did not want him to have an accident.

After all, this big arm, if it is broken, he will feel sorry for himself.

"Master ... Do you want to take care of me there? He has won Yizhou now ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ It's clear that he is going to work with the court." Ming Shi said straightforwardly.

Luzhou did not answer this question.

The old man also wanted to control this wicked person and ask about the original things.

The question is how easy it is ... There are so many rudders in Ghost Religion, and there are many hidden strongholds. Yunzhao Woodland, after the war with Yu Shangrong, did not know where he was hiding now. Yizhou was so big that he could not find it door to door.

Moreover, in a short period of time, Ghost Religion has grown from the original thousands to hundreds of thousands.

There are also four major law protectors, all of which are superb in strength, and there is a Siwuya in the background who is helping to make suggestions, which is so easy to catch.

Old man, so scary?

Luzhou Fusu thought.

So far, he has not seen the side of Zhenghai.

Every time it is so little.

The world's largest demon leader, runs faster than anyone else.

"Let Jiang Aijian pay more attention to Yizhou's things ... If there is a suitable time, this seat will naturally take Yizhou to win the wicked."

"Tuer obey orders."

Just finished saying this.

Mingshi turned around with his eyes and said, "Master, now that there are rumors, we all think that our Demon Pavilion is good to bully.

At this moment, Duan Musheng came in with the overlord gun and said:

"Are you trying to hang out?"

"Where is it." Ming Shi was about to kneel down and be faithful because he wanted to further kneel.

The result was a louder kneeling sound.

"Tuer visits Master!"