How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

"I think Immortal Hongxuan was also deceived by Mo Yang and lost his mind for a while.

We can't ignore this matter.

What's more, the Transformation Pearl is very likely in Mo Yang's hands."

Chi Ming didn't care what the facts were. He only knew that Mo Yang had monopolized Hong Xuan and he deserved to die.

Instead of taking the trouble to design it myself, it would be better to borrow the power of various sects and get rid of this guy while he is weak.

What's more, Chi Ming's guess is not entirely unreasonable.

In his opinion, Mo Yang is an out-and-out demon. He must have some ulterior motive in approaching Immortal Hong Xuan!

"Well," the Chiyan Sect Master looked better and nodded, "Even if we can't get the Transformation Pearl, this spiritual treasure must not fall into the hands of the demons."

"My Chiyan Sect has always been irreconcilable with the demons and has always upheld the righteous path. I will never leave this matter alone!"

"My Tianlei Sect is willing to go with you!"

"The Huanling Sect is also willing to join us!"

"Yuhua Sect is willing to go with you!"

……

The upright sects spoke passionately, looking as if they were ready to fight the demons to a bloody defeat.

But if you think about it carefully, not a single person from the so-called demon tribe saw it, and no one was harmed in the slightest because of it.

What they are most concerned about is the transformation bead that can allow people to transcend the long and boring practice and quickly break through to a higher realm.

"Master," Chi Ming saluted in front of everyone and asked for a fight, "I have been to Gulan Mountain before, and I am quite familiar with the environment there."

"Disciple has a plan that can help our sect eliminate the demon clan spy Mo Yang."

The leader of the Red Flame Sect was very satisfied with the performance of his young disciple, and today he let the Red Flame Sect steal the show in front of the elders of other sects.

Hearing this, he helped Chi Ming up, acting like a charitable elder, "All the elders are here, just go ahead and talk."

"If you can really kill Mo Yang, I will give you the credit for the first achievement."

"Yes!"

Chi Ming stood up, his expression calm, like a noble gentleman, and said in a deep voice:

"There are three people living in Gulan Mountain. Both courtyards are in the front mountain. They usually stay in the front mountain."

"The bluestone cliff in the back mountain is where Shangqing Immortal Venerable and his men practiced in seclusion. Opposite the bluestone cliff is a valley, which is the forbidden area of ​​Gulan Mountain."

“That place, even Immortal Hongxuan and Yan Ming are not allowed to get close to it on weekdays.

The disciple also learned by chance that behind the mountains in the valley was the Demon-Suppressing Abyss where the previous Demon Lord was sealed ten thousand years ago!

The Demon Lord is still unable to deal with the Demon Slaying Formation at the bottom of the valley. If we can bring Mo Yang there..."

"Good!" The leader of the Chiyan Sect was overjoyed. "It's hard for Mo Yang to wake up now. If he falls into the Demon Suppression Abyss, he will die!"

Chi Ming lowered his head, a smile on his lips.

When he lived in Gulan Mountain, Hongxuan often disappeared in order to avoid him.

At that time, Chi Ming was enjoying searching for Hongxuan all over the mountains and plains, and once by chance he saw the Shangqing Immortal Venerable entering and leaving the forbidden area.

He followed out of curiosity, but was afraid of being discovered by Shangqing, so he only took a glimpse from a distance. Only then did he realize that the Demon Suppression Abyss was a place that only appeared in legends.

Chi Ming had never mentioned this to anyone, but now——

He found Mo Yang really annoying, so it was no wonder.

……

"Master," Hongxuan handed the Transformation Pearl to Shangqing when they arrived at Gulan Mountain, "Refining the Transformation Pearl is not a one-time effort. You——"

"The other sects will never give up," Shang Qing frowned slightly, "I will not go into seclusion until this matter is resolved."

If he were to practice in seclusion for a hundred or eighty years, Shangqing would be worried if anything happened during that time and he would have to rely on his two disciples to deal with it.

“In this case, please take good care of me, Master. I will be watching over Mo Yang in the next few days.”

After Hongxuan finished speaking, he returned to his own courtyard holding the Jueji Sword.

As long as Mo Yang doesn't wake up, Hongxuan will never leave him.

Without seeing Mo Yang, Hongxuan's heart was always in turmoil. He felt as if his life had been hollowed out and lost.

Only by looking at the Jueji Sword and thinking that Mo Yang was recuperating inside, did Hongxuan's empty heart feel filled little by little.

"Master, is my brother okay?"

Yan Ming was a little worried when he saw that Hongxuan was not in good condition.

I have never seen my senior brother so absent-minded before. It seems that Mo Yang is really important to him.

But put yourself in his shoes. If the master was unconscious, Yan Ming guaranteed that his reaction would be even greater than that of his brother.

Just thinking about it, Yan Ming felt like he was going crazy.

"You should worry about yourself first!"

Shang Qing grabbed Yan Ming's ear and said, "You didn't even notice that Ling Die was following you all the way. I think you are making no progress at all!"

"Starting today, you must practice the Heart Sutra for at least four hours every morning and evening. I will always be watching over you."

"Oh, Master, four hours? Isn't that too long?"

Yan Ming was pulled by Shangqing's ear and moved away, but there was no pain on his face, and he even had a smile on his face?

"Stop bargaining with me!

I tell you, if you miss one hour I will whip you a hundred times, I really will~"

"Oh, if Master wants to whip me, just do it directly. Why bother to find such a roundabout reason?"

?

Shang Qing paused, turned around to look at his smiling little disciple, and blinked.

"What did you say?" Shangqing didn't understand.

Yan Ming buried his head in Shang Qing's arms and looked at him with a smile, "Master, if you want to hit me, you can do it directly. I will never fight back."

It's just a whip, it doesn't hurt.

What's more, the master would never be willing to be cruel to himself.

Shang Qing raised his head slightly and suddenly found that Yan Ming had grown taller than him without him noticing.

But what does direct attack mean?

Looking at Yan Ming's expression, why does it feel like he - really enjoys being beaten by himself?

hiss--

Could it be that his little apprentice is a little pervert? !

Shangqing was shaken by his own thoughts, and suddenly found that his whole body was tightly hugged by Yan Ming.

"No, why are you hugging me if you want to talk? Let go!"

"Not loose!"

Yan Ming buried his head and rubbed Shangqing's neck twice. Shangqing felt a little itchy and turned his head helplessly.

"Master, you can give me another slap, at least I will just spit out blood, and I will still hold you after you spit out blood."

???

Shangqing was full of questions and couldn't figure out what went wrong.

However, there was one thing Yan Ming had grasped: Shang Qing really couldn't do anything to Yan Ming.

After the last palm strike, after Yan Ming left, Shangqing sighed and regretted for a long time.

Feeling angry and hurt, she walked around the room wanting to see how Yan Ming was doing, but she was afraid that she had spoiled Yan Ming and made him become more demanding.

Finally, Shangqing couldn't help it and asked Hongxuan for help. Only after knowing that he was fine did she close her eyes peacefully at night.

But without Yan Ming to hold her, Shangqing tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

I don’t know when it started, but Shangqing seems to be unable to leave Yan Ming.

However, before Shang Qing, he had always raised Yan Ming as his own precious son.

At the beginning, he was the one who took care of Yan Ming's daily life.

Gradually, their positions were reversed, and Yan Ming took care of him in every way.

But Shangqing regarded himself as the elder and enjoyed his duties with a clear conscience.

Ever since he knew Yan Ming's thoughts, Shang Qing felt that everything was awkward, and even his position as a master was not right.

"Yan Ming, I am your master." Shang Qing sighed and stopped struggling, "You are still young——"

"I'm not small," Yan Ming opened his mouth and took a bite of Shangqing's neck meat, "Master, I have grown up a long time ago, you just didn't see it clearly."

But it doesn’t matter, he will let his master know sooner or later.