Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Jiang Tingwan looked at her with a bright smile and a kind of enthusiasm in his eyes, "Because we are partners and friends."

"Friend?" Such an old word. Bai Wangshu snorted coldly unconsciously.

"Yes, meeting is fate, and with fate we can become friends. Friends mean: I hope you are well, and so am I."

Bai Wangshu looked at her in astonishment, but she suddenly looked at the vast fog around her, shrugged her shoulders, and said nonchalantly:

"Just like here, only if you are well, my living environment can be better."

As he spoke, Jiang Tingwan hugged his arms and rubbed them to generate heat, and began to complain, "You don't know, I'm freezing here every day, I can't make a fire, and I can't put on more clothes... Although I'm not dead, it can be said that life is worse than death. It's not possible to sit, stand, and even less to lie down. And this tree, I can stay here, but it's too uncomfortable..."

Once Jiang Tingwan starts mumbling, she will do so without restraint and without stopping, pointing and nagging. She really can't stand this shabby place anymore.

"You are such a strange person!"

Bai Wangshu said something incomprehensible. Jiang Tingwan, who was complaining, turned around to look at her, but she was gone.

Jiang Tingwan stopped talking, stared at the place where she had just stood for a while, and finally smiled suddenly.

Mu Yun in the picture finally opened his eyes and stood up, and Jiang Tingwan's attention shifted to his arm.

Mu Yun finally moved his arms tentatively, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Mu Yun finally recovered visibly. Lin Shuyu was overjoyed and asked him how he was.

"Junior Brother Mu, what do you think?"

"The external injuries have healed, and the internal energy has also stabilized a lot." Mu Yun finally explored the spiritual energy in his body and found that it had recovered a lot in an instant. He immediately stood up and thanked him, "Thank you, Senior Brother Nie!"

He thanked her softly, but his expression was still tense, as if he was a little wife being bullied!

This is enough!

Although Jiang Tingwan was happy, when she saw Mu Yunzhong's performance again, she just wanted to complain. She still liked the previous Mu Yunzhong better.

"It's just a piece of cake. The most important thing is that this junior brother has a profound cultivation base, otherwise he wouldn't be able to absorb the medicinal effects of the Qinggu Spirit Wood so quickly." Nie Han replied.

While healing, he had already vaguely seen Mu Yunzhong's cultivation level, but he was still unable to determine his exact realm.

As they were talking, a colorful firework suddenly bloomed in the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

"We're here!" Nie Han said as he looked at the beautiful scenery in the sky.

Before landing, everyone saw the paulownia tree spreading out over the academy. Its lush branches and leaves covered half of the sky. It could be described as a towering tree.

The spiritual boat they were riding went straight into the academy and landed on a vast flat ground.

Just now when they were in the air, everyone vaguely saw that the buildings of the academy were almost spread all over the island, and there was even a plank road extending out on the water. On the water next to the plank road, there were lanterns floating in the sea breeze.

As soon as they got off the boat, everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to the sycamore tree above their heads, guessing the exact location where it grew.

But every time I passed a wall and thought I was about to see the tree trunk, there was another wall in front of me.

The lanterns hanging on the branches seemed to have grown jade bones. Each frame was crystal clear and glowing with spiritual light, illuminating the road under your feet together with the candlelight in the lanterns.

It was not until the roots of the tree coiled around the ground appeared on the road beneath their feet that everyone saw the trunk of the sycamore tree.

An old man with white hair and a youthful face was standing under the tree. He had an immortal look and a kind gaze, and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

There were two other white-haired old men standing on the steps, standing respectfully, but they looked much older than the man under the tree.

"Sanyuan Sect's head, Cang Shuzi, greets Dean Pei!"

Cang Shuzi took off the hood of his cloak and saluted him before he went up the steps.

Then he bowed to the two people beside him: "Elder Su, Elder Xun."

Su Ming and Xun Zhe also returned the gift at the same time.

"Master Cang is polite!"

The people behind him followed Cang Shuzi in saluting, and at the same time, they all looked up at the silent person on the steps, feeling curious and excited.

The two people next to Cang Shuzi are the deacons and elders of the academy, and the one under the tree is Pei Xuanzhi, who has served as the president of Wenhe Academy for more than 900 years.

He is also the only one among the monks who besieged Wuchen Palace a thousand years ago who is still alive today.

He should be more than a thousand years old. In the entire world of immortal cultivation, no one should be able to live longer than him.

You know, those who practice Taoism are fighting against the laws of nature, and the first thing they fight for is lifespan.

If a practitioner stops practicing, or stagnates for a long time, his life span will be shortened, and the shortest limit is a hundred years, and the longest is a thousand years.

But once you enter the tribulation period, you will face three heavenly tribulations. The successful ones will become immortals, while the unsuccessful ones will die.

And no one has ascended to heaven in the entire immortal world for tens of thousands of years. The biggest reason for this is that many powerful people died in thunder tribulation during the tribulation period without exception.

Some people said that Pei Xuanzhi could have entered the tribulation period a long time ago and fought for the opportunity to ascend through three tribulations, but he deliberately did not break through because he was afraid of the tribulation.

Over the past thousand years, people in the world of immortal cultivation have died one after another, either from natural calamities or from their lifespan.

Only Pei Xuanzhi could reach the late stage of the Supreme Heaven Realm and survive for hundreds of years.

Such people are legends and are an important reason why Wenhe Academy can stand to this day.

"Cang Shuzi? I remember you." Pei Xuanzhi looked at Cang Shuzi at the steps and smiled faintly, with a little emotion in his tone, "A hundred years have passed in a flash, and now I see you again as the head of Cang Sect."

Hearing this, Cang Shuzi lowered his eyes and said, "It's been a hundred years since we last met. Is Dean Pei doing well?"

Pei Xuanzhi smiled after hearing this, pulled his beard, and said with a smile: "He is just an old man, the same every day. But you are only over a hundred years old, how come you have become so much older?"

"The sect is entangled in affairs, so troubles are inevitable." Cang Shuzi responded calmly.

After saying this, Pei Xuanzhi glanced at Cang Shuzi in front of him, then glanced at the people behind him, and then instructed Nie Han who was leading the way:

"Nie Han, our academy has important matters to discuss with Sect Master Cang and Elder Bai. It's getting late and the dew is heavy. I noticed that several friends from Sanyuan Sect are breathing unsteadily. They must be exhausted from the journey. You should take them down and settle them down properly..."

Pei Xuanzhi paused, then looked at Mu Yunzhong and added: "Especially, this young friend, your injuries have not healed yet, so you need to adjust your breathing as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Nie Han replied respectfully.

In these two short sentences, what was different from the respect on Nie Han's face was the surprise on everyone's face. He knew their situation clearly with just a glance.

Even Jiang Tingwan, who was in the heart of the sea, felt nervous. She only set that Pei Xuanzhi was very awesome, but she did not write clearly how awesome he was.

In the original plot, there weren't so many things going on when the Sanyuan Sect arrived in Qinghuai City, and naturally there was no plot where Cang Shuzi brought them to see Pei Xuanzhi.

Pei Xuanzhi also appeared in the Trial Conference. He showed up on the first day to show off, but basically nothing happened afterwards. Then, before the Trial Conference was over, the Sanyuan Sect was destroyed by Mu Yunzhong. In the end, I couldn't continue writing and stopped updating...

But Jiang Tingwan suddenly felt guilty after hearing these two sentences. He was the person with the highest cultivation in the world and his eyes were so sharp. Would he be able to see himself in Bai Wangshu's body and the Dustless Pearl that Mu Yun had carried with him throughout his life?

After all, even Shen Zhui could see it, this Pei Xuanzhi?

Jiang Tingwan had no time to think, Bai Wangshu had already brought her into the hall and stood in front of Pei Xuanzhi.

"Is this Elder Bai?"

Pei Xuanzhi in the picture was looking straight ahead, and Jiang Tingwan, who was also in the first-person perspective, felt a natural pressure and hid behind a tree.

Sui Jiu, who was lying on the tree, was stunned and asked in confusion: "Why are you hiding?"

“What if this old man sees me and thinks I’m a monster parasitizing Bai Wangshu?”

The fox smiled twitchingly: "You are so timid at one moment and then timid at the next? Weren't you just provoking Bai Wangshu?"

"Oh my god, how can it be the same? Who knows if this old man has any special skills? What if he is like Shen Zhui? You should make sure whether he can see me or not?"

Jiang Tingwan didn't know why he felt that hiding behind this tree was useful, but he always had to do something to feel at ease.

When she heard Jiang Tingwan mention Shen Zhui, Sui Jiu, who had been confirming the situation, looked at Pei Xuanzhi in the picture. She looked again and again, but could not sense any trace of spiritual consciousness in her heart, so she replied, "It should be, no."

"Shouldn't you be sure about what should be?" Jiang Tingwan poked his head out from behind the tree and looked up at the little fox on the tree.

“Didn’t I lose my confidence because of your question?” Sui Jiu said, but then he straightened his chest and changed the topic, “Don’t worry, it was me who fell out of the sea of ​​heart before, and they took advantage of it. Now that I’m here, no one can find you!”

After hearing this, Jiang Tingwan felt relieved and walked out from behind the tree.

"Next time, please say this earlier. You've made me worry for nothing!"

Jiang Tingwan looked like an unscrupulous boss, and no one knew where he got the confidence from.

Sui Jiu was so angry that she arched her fox nose and wished she could jump down and punch Jiang Tingwan, not knowing that beating the host was not against the rules.

Bai Wangshu frowned in annoyance. These two were not quiet at all.

But this time, she did not scold them like before.