Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Good and evil are not mutually exclusive, and immortals and demons are always in opposition. If she cannot bear it for a moment today, countless people will suffer unreasonable disasters in the future because of her momentary weakness.

A demon cultivator is a demon cultivator, and it is impossible to abandon evil and do good. She can save Jing Xian's life, which is the greatest good thing for a monk.

Qin Yuanqian was quite satisfied. According to Qingwan's previous temperament, she would have cut off Jing Xian's head with a sword now. She actually chose to save her life. The child was older and more stable.

With the turmoil in Fenghe City, the fate of many people has begun to change. The gears are turning, and the world of immortality will usher in a new look, a new pattern, and new hope.

"Ding Dong"

The sound of the transmission sound came from the Yanyu Pavilion again. Wan He was woken up lying beside the alchemy stove. She wiped the corner of her mouth. Fortunately, she didn't drool. She just dreamed that Xiao Jiu'er brought her some roasted rabbit legs. , just as he was eating enthusiastically, he was interrupted by Qingwan's voice transmission.

Yan Tong was holding Zhao Zhao in his arms and had just stepped through the door. When he saw this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Little junior sister, Qingwan can send you more than ten transmission notes in one day, right?"

Your current relationship is really good and enviable..."

Wan He yawned, stretched, clicked on the communication talisman, and stood up to get some water: "Senior sister, she no longer writes ten messages a day. After being trained by me, she changed to one message every ten days!"

Yan Tong was amused. He sat down and the sound transmission sound exploded in the air: "Wanhe, it has been raining in Fenghe City for five days in a row. It rained in the morning, the sun came out at noon, and the moon was still very clear at night.

A lot of land has been nourished, and people can sow seeds by moonlight even at night without delaying their work.

It rained the next day, so there was no need to pay much attention to it. In the first few days, the crops sprouted.

The people are all grateful for the merits of the city lord Wanhe. They all say that it is the merits of the city lord Wanhe who have protected you. They are discussing to build a temple for you in Muyan Mountain and offer incense to you in order to pray for good weather and good crops! "

Wan He was startled and spat out a mouthful of water: "Ouch, ouch, what a mess!

I'm still alive, so I accept incense offerings. Besides, I haven't done anything. This has nothing to do with me. Is it my merit? "

She recalled that in her life as a demon princess, she had killed countless people, and the blood on her hands could not be washed away by the snow in the snowy land. Where did the merit come from?

"Perhaps it's your merit in saving the people of the two cities this time?"

"No, then we should give the Master a statue. Yes, the Master is the one who silently contributes behind the scenes. Even if the disciples also have merit, then it must be that the master taught well and only the disciples have this ability?

Yes, let them make a statue of Master, and then I will use Xuan Lei Brush to draw a portrait of Master and pass it on..."

Just do it when you say it, Yan Tong grinds ink, Wan He paper and pen.

"Little Junior Sister, this painting of yours is really..."

Wan He raised his head proudly: "Really, senior sister, you also think I have a talent for painting?

Isn’t Master very expressive? "

Yantong chose to look away and shut her mouth.

Wan He dried the painting and put it into the brocade box. He took a picture of the Qiankun bag and flew it out. Since Wan He was no longer afraid of heights, he rarely used it. At most, he just let it lie in the Kunlun Snow Region. Sending things back and forth to various courtyards.

Sisi chirped.

Wan He put the brocade box on its back: "Send this to Prince Qing's Mansion. It's not peaceful outside recently. Take it easy and go back quickly!"

After Shu Si flew away, Wan He felt very happy. Imagine that there would soon be a temple dedicated to Yan Mo, and the statue of the wise and powerful gods was still made by her. She was really proud.

"Senior sister, when it is completed, let's go burn the first incense!"

In the real world, in those temples, devotees who have the best incense bid for them at high prices every day. Temples with better incense, even if they don’t have tens of thousands of incense, are not qualified to get the first incense.

If it is the first incense that has just been built in the temple, it will be even more expensive.

Yan Tong agreed perfunctorily: "Okay... Okay, little junior sister, senior sister, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

When Wan He turned around, Yan Tong had already left with his sword.

"Hey?

Why is senior sister so panicked? Are you leaving right after you arrived?

Have a cup of tea before leaving? "

Yantong flew out for a moment and finally saw Shusi's figure. With a flash of spiritual power in his hand, he shot towards Shusi's front.

Sis: Good guy, didn’t you say it’s not peaceful outside?

Why does it start to feel unsettled even before we leave the snowy area?

When he turned around and saw that it was Yantong, he paused slightly, turned his head to look at her, and rolled his eyes.

"Okay Sisi, you can't just send this portrait away like this. You go with me to the fifth junior brother's place and wait. The fifth junior brother's painting is much prettier than this, otherwise our master won't be able to go out to meet people in the future!"

Yantong took Shusi to Cuizhuxuan, and then he was relieved and finally stopped.

Yan Yi opened the portrait, took one look at it, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Yan Tong sighed at the side: "Sister, junior sister, you can draw the talisman so quickly and so well, why is it so difficult to draw the master?

If this statue were really made according to the portrait, I really don’t know which immortal it is that I worship..."

Yan Yi picked up the pen: "It's not too bad. In fact, the charm is all there, just a few simple sketches are enough!"

Yan Tong saw that he had really smoothed out the brush strokes and lines in a few places, added a few strokes, outlined the outlines, and in a few strokes, he turned decay into magic.

Yan Mo on the drawing paper seemed to come to life, vividly appearing on the paper. Yan Tong felt that if he called "Master", Yan Mo would glance over.

"Fifth Junior Brother, it has to be you... I have to install it quickly, otherwise when Junior Sister's teleportation notes arrive at Tuotian Pavilion, Qingwan will tell her father, but the portrait has not arrived yet, and the secret will be exposed!"

Yan Yi watched her run out in a panic, put the brocade box on Shusi's back, patted her on the back, and Shusi took off from Cuizhuxuan again.

However, when he went out, he might not have read the almanac, but he encountered Yan Dan and Yan Yang sparring above the Jiaolong Palace. The spells were crackling, and a sword intent came over. Yan Dan did a backflip, and when he saw it, his eyes lit up: "Hey, Si Si, where are you going?

Did Junior Sister ask you to bring delicious food to Senior Brother Six again? Let me see what it is this time? "

Shusi accelerated and rushed out. Yan Dan smiled fondly: "Naughty, this kid is getting more and more naughty!"

He sprinted and caught up. Shusi screamed and was about to turn over to escape. Unexpectedly, Yanyang grabbed the brocade box and said, "Hey, hey, little junior sister may have given it to me. Look, Shusi is going to Yunzhongtian." of!

Let me see what it is first? "

When the brocade box was opened, Shusi was so angry, hating that he couldn't speak human words, that he glared at him with his paw, but Yan Yang was unaware, the brocade box fell off, and the portrait went away with the wind.

Yan Yang wanted to chase him, but Yan Dan was not willing to let him get his wish, so he grabbed his feet and said, "Little junior sister gave it to me, fourth senior brother, don't take it from me!"

The two of them scuffled again, and Shusi rolled his eyes, really angry to death from these two resentful people.