Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Last night, Qin Jun did tell him the past in a low voice, but Jiang Yinghe could hardly remember half of it, only a small part of it.

Even if the long night did not show the animal shape at all, it still made him very tired. Jiang Yinghe walked away a little bit, recalling the words he heard last night.

Before he could fully think of it, he felt cold under his feet. Jin was lifted from below, holding his ankle with one hand, and slightly lifted it up.

Afterwards, a slightly cool ointment was applied to the wound, covering all the hickeys and tooth prints that were inconvenient to see.

Jiang Yinghe subconsciously shrank back by half an inch, creating a small psychological shadow of this action, but the fingers holding his ankles tightened slightly, which evoked some scenes in his memory that were not easy to describe on this website.

Just when he was a little nervous, he was suddenly embraced by the opponent, Qin Jun's voice sounded from his ears, with a deep smile.

"What are you afraid of?"

...What are you afraid of, don't you know?

"I'm afraid you will say that I'm partial again." Jiang Yinghe settled the accounts, meaning to be pointed, "and use this to blackmail me."

Qin Jun smiled, leaned over and kissed the tip of his ear, and said, "Master, do you think you are being threatened?"

Jiang Yinghe didn't say a word for a while, only glanced at him.

The other party didn't stop, and pulled away Jiang Yinghe's thin clothes, revealing the beautiful scenery inside. He smeared the ointment on his fingers, touching the red spots, and seeing Jiang Yinghe frowned slightly.

"It hurts?" Qin Jun asked.

"No...it's a little weird." Jiang Yinghe raised his hand and took off the medicine box in his hand. "I'll do it myself."

Qin Jun took advantage of the trend to wrap around his waist and rubbed the strained area for the master.

Li Huanhan is not there, his affairs are heavy, and there are other things that need to be taken care of by the Heavenly Demon Sect. Even if the Heavenly Demon Sect is calm, there is still a Penglai sect master's identity that needs to be taken into account, so he only left the tea to moisturize his throat and left temporarily. .

It is understandable not to see Li Huanhan, but Chang Ye seems to have had very few things, and is tired of being by his side all day. At this time, there are no people in sight, and I don't know what to do.

Just as Jiang Yinghe was thinking, he suddenly felt cold in his palms, and saw Qin Jun holding his hand and putting something on the palm.

He swept his sights and saw that it was a small bone ring with a seemingly non-existent thunder tribulation aura, remaining on it.

"This is a token." Qin Jun said.

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes in surprise and heard the other party continue.

"I was born with evil spirits, born in the nether world, and since the birth of myself, ghosts will survive in the world between heaven and earth."

"Life is respect, and the journey goes smoothly until the end of the catastrophe." Qin Jun's words paused slightly, and his eyes quietly stared at him, his tone of voice seemed to be normal, "Destiny treats me only slightly."

His tone has always been sloppy and cynical, because he hasn't encountered anything serious since he was born. Unlike Li Huanhan, who was born in a quagmire, and the long night of setbacks, he has hardly suffered from fate.

Until crossing the robbery.

Each of his heavy thunder calamities can only be overcome with a hundred times and a thousand times more difficult than other races and other monks. There are more than a thousand setbacks.

This is not like a test given to him by the Dao of Heaven, it is more like an extermination of him by the Dao of Heaven.

Lei Jie slashed away the body he had at the time, shattered the Law Bodies he had shaped, and smashed all the entities to pieces.

Only his untouchable soul was left.

After experiencing special harsh treatment and targeting, he abandoned his body, condensed his body with spirits, and changed all ghost cultivation methods, leaving all obstacles behind.

But he was still blocked by Heaven's Dao on the several passes of enlightenment.

For this reason, Qin Jun cast the Zhanyun Sword, in order to overcome the calamity, he would not hesitate to cut off the luck of the great world, step on the foot of the heaven that hindered him, and step by step to the last moment.

But until the last step, the Taoism actually couldn't merge with him.

Hedao.

After a thousand years of pursuit, in the end, these two words are just a joke.

His life is like a ridiculous joke, which was denied by the whole world from the beginning, vetoing everything he did.

But this matter was only known to each other between him and Tiandao. In the eyes of other monks, other races, and even other ghosts, Sect Master Qin was born with evil spirits, and the journey has gone smoothly to this day.

They said that the Lord of the Netherworld was born this way and had not tried hard.

Qin Jun's arrogance and conceit were also born from this. For these words, he regarded these words as a cloud of smoke, and did not take it seriously, but at the same time, he would always show effortlessly.

No one knows what the cost of effortlessness is.

Therefore, when Master first mentioned "Master of Ghost Sect under Heaven" in front of him, he was moved.

Qin Jun didn't say all of these words, but just mentioned a few words casually, and passed them lightly.

He is used to this.

Following his words, Jiang Yinghe barely completed many things left in his mind.

Stroke out a life frame. He tried his best to listen to it as a happy story, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Jun'er must be unhappy.

It's like Huanhan and Ye'er.

"However," Qin Jun said, looking at him, "I think these are nothing."

Jiang Yinghe was startled.

"Compared to the day when the soul was photographed in the mirror, Master wanted to be compared with me as a stranger. This is not even a bit of suffering."

Jiang Yinghe felt very distracted after only hearing this sentence, and even put aside what he did last night, and whispered: "...You said these things deliberately."

"Yes." Qin Jun responded, "but the words are indeed honest, without a word of falsehood."

He raised his hand, slightly raised Jiang Yinghe's chin, lowered his head and kissed the center of his eyebrows.

"Heaven and earth have never tolerated me, only you are willing to take it in."

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After that day, Penglai Xianmen ushered in several consecutive autumn moons, and then the weather gradually became cold and winter slowly entered.

Jiang Yinghe's cultivation has gradually returned to its peak. At the same time, the succession of the Hehuan Sect has been basically completed. After a few days, he can go to the succession ceremony. Some of the obstacles have been cleared away.

The previous integration task had already been completed, and 20 points of integration were rewarded. After counting the double repair gains and previous accumulation, the integration bar was finally over half, breaking the 50% mark.

It's just that the relationship between them is not very harmonious. Although the temperament has been shared, but I am jealous and I can't change it completely.

After accumulating to fifty, Jiang Yinghe finally took out the "Observation Diary", first estimated the thickness, and then, in the hope of having a good mood this time, he opened the position he had read before and turned the page down.

"...We sat down and drew up the three types of soul-separation, and arranged the parts they carry. Since the most important part of them needs to carry Li Junye's Dao, it is borne by his original authenticity, but the Dao. Heavy, this part of the mind and spirit are affected, and it may be very similar to his madness."

"In order to leave time for the gradual arrangement, this plan may be extended... He said that if he survives, he is willing to accompany me home. That's right, in the current state of this person, it is really a fluke that he does not die."

"Although the second part is his mind, it contains too many negative states, and they are all parts that affect the development of the human world... After this, I wake up my soul and will not be rejected by the world he created himself?"

"Third...

The three parts are not discussed, because his emotions are unpredictable, he pressed me for a strong kiss today, and even bit me. What does this mean? Do you want to squeeze a cat out? "

Jiang Yinghe wanted to laugh, and felt that he was very talented in writing a diary, and he looked down while consolidating information.

"In the beginning of the 4th and 81st year. Your Taoist ancestor pinched a cat out."

"I don't know how he dared to send a part of his soul to it, but when I found out, he had already arranged it."

"This part of the souls first entered the cycle of heaven and earth. If you want to come, you will see them in a few years, but before you see this cat, you have to divide the other two in turn. He loses a part of the soul, and his realm has fallen, but Dao It didn't matter if I was physically there, but the spirit was much better, and I played chess with me for a while."

"This is a good thing, and it shows that he has calmed down.... It's me, I always have a feeling of being with terminally ill patients."

"You and I will leave, time is running out."

The last piece of ink was a little faint, I didn't know if it was a tear, or I shook my hand slightly.

Jiang Yinghe followed his breath, closed his eyes and opened again, before sighing in a low voice.

He turned to the next page.

The handwriting in the back is messy, only a little bit of careful writing, only a few sentences.

"You are the gentlest person in the world."

"There is no second."

Behind are some memories and records, recording the scenes and scenes when they first met him, recording the two making friends, playing chess, drinking tea, and cooking wine in the snow, from sitting in the boundless sky, to the sacred ancient forests and snow-capped mountains in the world. .

Recalling that at that time, he folded a branch of plum, turned it into a jewelry, and tied it to the dust-free sword. Since then, the plum fragrance has been poured into the soul, and it will not change forever.

"Hexian," he joked, but his eyes were quiet and persistent, "I moved Fanxin."

Li Junye's cultivation is the way of the supreme, and in his eyes, all things should be equal without the slightest difference.

In the snowy night and wind, the sword immortal of the early days clenched this long sword that did not stick to the mortal dust and walked away.

In the ensuing hundreds of years of retreat, the life of the sword immortal in the early days gradually collapsed and fell. In a short period of time, due to the destruction of the foundation of the creator’s path, it became a purgatory on earth. In this situation, it is the scene described on the first page of this diary.

Jiang Yinghe saw the last page. Before the story of the two men began to be told from the day they reunited, he saw that a large piece of writing was blacked out on it, and there was only one line underneath, in the handwriting of the other person.

It is elegant, but from the elegant, it highlights the original frame, which is somewhat out of the ordinary.

Not simplified Chinese, but ancient seals from the ancient times in the realm of comprehension.

"I hope you and I will only be born this time."

Jiang Yinghe read this sentence for a long, long time.

He vaguely and vaguely remembered something, but he couldn't remember the specific scene at all. He could only remember the hand that gave him the plum blossom from the description of the words, half retrospective and half fantasy.

How can a person who is too overwhelmed with love can be touched by the mortal heart.

The snow-covered white plums were cold and quiet, almost still carrying a bit of bitterness of sword repair.

At that time, the sword fairy of Taichu only felt that it was a momentary error. In order to let his friends converge and stabilize the Taoist heart, he left alone and retreated for hundreds of years.

But the sword pendant that the white plum turned into was wrapped around the dust-free sword, integrated with the sword spirit, and it was hard to leave.

And this breath that has been immersed in the soul, even if thousands of years have passed, let every part of him return to Jiang Yinghe with precision and accuracy.

The author has something to say: Normal Taoist ancestors: Appreciating the wind, watching the moon, watching the snow, seeing the plums, and Zen, discussing Taoism and gentleness.

Taoist ancestor after tempted: I want to abolish my self-cultivation, today I and this world must die.

Normal Sword Fairy: Are you a lunatic? you like me? Do you think I want to come to this world of purgatory? Don't think about it, save it, and cultivate it!

Jianxian after tempted: He is the most gentle person, there is no second.