The Devil King reverses all beings

There are many calculations here by the demon king, but Ayu naturally doesn't know anything about it. It is true that Lian Qingyue won the final victory at the gate of the mountain during the day, and the long sword pierced Lin Ze's face, leaving a bloodstain, barely winning.

Lian Qingyue was triumphant, and asked Lin Ze to apologize in front of everyone, Lin Ze refused, his eyes were red with gritted teeth, but he was suppressed by Lin Kang, so he had no choice but to bow hastily, this time the farce just came to an end.

The Zongmen Conference will officially start the next day. Because of the special nature of this conference, the immortals and suzerains of the four major sects are required to be present. The immortals Ji Qing and the elder Jia Zhen of Ziyitai will be present in the afternoon of the next day. Arriving in Yangyanzong, he was placed on a side peak not far from Zhouba's residence.

The master came, and Heng Er, as an apprentice, naturally wanted to see him, so he left the guest house, and Yu Jian flew over, with the flower needle made from the magic gun still hanging on his waist, holding Heng Er's clothes firmly. belt, screaming loudly in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Fly slower! Slow down!"

Heng Er: "..." As a sharp gun that has experienced the battle of the gods, is it really a man?

Sharpshooter didn't feel ashamed at all, and said that he was a big man: "It's really tall! Ahhh, fly slower!"

It is a gun, not a bird. Which rule does it not fear heights?

In the righteous anger of the sharp spear who is afraid of heights, Heng Er has already lowered his flying sword and stepped on the ground of the side peak.

At this time, the whole peak was surrounded by Jia Zhen with spiritual consciousness, Heng Er inevitably went in later and saw something that should not be seen, and emitted a trace of mixed spiritual energy, which made Jia Zhen able to sense it, and then stepped up to the mountain Walk.

Sure enough, so and so, when he reached the peak, he saw Jia Zhen standing alone outside the house, his tall back was a bit pitiful, and the door he was facing was locked tightly, so there was no clue. But looking at his shape, he knew that the immortal should be inside.

Heng Er walked over: "Where is the Immortal Venerable?"

"It's inside." He still had to maintain his image in front of his apprentices. Jia Zhen didn't dare to say that it was because he wanted to do something indescribable just now, so he was kicked out of the room. Ok?"

There are as many as a hundred Ziyitai disciples participating in the Zongmen Conference this time, which is two or three times the number before.

"Junior Brother Lian and Lin Ze from Xuanyuewu competed at the gate of the mountain." Heng Er said, "Junior Brother Lian won."

Jia Zhen sneered, and dusted off his clothes, as if disdainful.

In the past few years, Lian Qingyue's cultivation base has indeed grown very fast. If there is no accident, Ziyitai will produce another genius.

Although it's not as bad as Heng Er, but it's not bad... Jia Zhen thought of this and glanced at the expressionless Heng Er. Although his face was the same as usual, the emotions in his eyes were much more vivid. Knowing that, he asked, "Have you seen Lin Yu?"

Heng Er frowned, nodded: "Yes."

"That's good, the air-conditioning in our room can finally be relieved a little bit." Jia Zhen laughed loudly.

Being ridiculed, Heng Er blushed.

On the other side, Ji Qing didn't know what he was doing inside the door, but he didn't come out, Jia Zhen couldn't force his way in, so he stopped guarding the door after waiting for a while, and dragged Heng Er a few steps away to try How has he practiced recently.

The magic gun that was taken out in the secret realm was finally discovered by Jia Zhen, but the gun has been recognized as the owner, and others can’t take it away if they want to. Use it to fly in the air, and only use him to play in the competitions at other times.

His cultivation base has now reached the high level of Nascent Soul, only one step away from Mahayana. The advancement has been too smooth these years. As long as the time comes, he doesn't need to do anything else. Those barriers that are extremely difficult among ordinary people are in front of Heng Er It will break apart easily.

All he has to do is to take a step and then step over.

But even so, Heng Er didn't relax. He didn't need him to cultivate his aura, so he practiced his moves by himself. After ten years, he has used the spear to the top.

In front of him, Jia Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, holding a sword in his hand, the sword was wrapped in blue light, and the aura was surging, while Heng Er, who was facing him, was holding a silver gun, and the gun was covered with frost, gradually forming a thin layer of ice——

Jia Zhen moved suddenly!

His figure was so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage, and he arrived in front of Heng Er in an instant, and the sword turned sideways, pointing directly at Heng Er's throat!

Heng Er's eyes were fixed, and instead of retreating, he turned his head upwards, put aside the long sword with the body of the spear upwards, threw his head back, and kicked Jia Zhen in the abdomen!

Jia Zhen shouted loudly: "Good!"

Spiritual energy surged out of his body, sand and rocks flew up the mountain, and suddenly a fire dragon leaped out from the sword!The red dragon leaped out, raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry, then turned its head and rushed towards Heng Er. With a groan of Heng Er's spear, he shot out from Heng Er's second hand, and flew out spontaneously to fight the red dragon!

Down below, Heng Er lost his weapon, and the aura was re-condensed in his fist, while Jia Zhen supported the red dragon as if he didn't feel the slightest effort, and turned his hand to hold the long sword and attacked Heng Er again...

Half an hour later, all the vegetation on the mountain was gone, the sharp spear had returned to Heng's second hand, and a smear of red blood slithered from the corner of Heng's mouth.

Jia Zhen put his hands behind his back, smiling kindly and relaxedly: "Practice hard."

Then he turned around and left Heng Er a back view.

Very strong.

He is strong.

There was no wavering in Heng Er's heart, the gun in his hand did not win the fight but he was depressed, turned around and turned into a needle, flew to Heng Er's belt and pinned it.

Now that he had been practiced by his master, Heng Er planned to leave the side peak and go back to the guest house, but he didn't expect that Ji Qing had already come out of the room when he said goodbye, and was making tea for entertainment. Hearing that Heng Er was leaving, he hurriedly invited him to sit with him Next grade tea.

Jia Zhen has been teaching Heng Er with great care in the past ten years, and Ji Qing has a good impression of him, treating him as a half-disciple, and did not intentionally hide the matter between Jia Zhen and Heng Er. .

Heng Er didn't refuse, lifted up his clothes and sat down.

However, Jia Zhen laughed angrily at Heng Er's shamelessness: "The Immortal Venerable is polite to you, are you really staying?"

"The Immortal Master said to invite me to tea." Heng Er repeated what Ji Qing said word by word with a rigid expression.

"..." Jia Zhen is not easy to slap Ji Qing in the face: "I want to tell you not to get in the way here?" What do you do when you want to make out with a silly apprentice?

Ji Qingchao had expected this, if not, he wouldn't have kept Heng Er, seeing Jia Zhen slumped at this moment, a smile appeared on Qingjun's face, and he poured a glass for Heng Er.

Heng Er drank.

Jia Zhen was depressed and had no choice but to bear it for the time being, squinting at Ji Qing—wait until night, see how you refuse!

Ji Qing pretended not to see it.

The two had a few fights between their eyebrows, and the water in the pot was gone. Ji Qing went to the backyard to fill it up, got up and left his seat, Jia Zhen stared at his back with a smile in his eyes.

In the past ten years, Heng Er has seen many such scenes, even more incredible ones--does he need to wash his feet if he is already a person who has been cultivated to cross the catastrophe?That time, Heng Er saw with his own eyes that Jia Zhen brought water, took off Ji Qing's shoes, and helped Ji Qing put his feet into the basin, with a tender face.

At that time, it was fine to read it hastily, but now I don't know why, but Heng Er felt a sense of envy in his heart, and couldn't help saying: "Master..."

Jia Zhen didn't turn his head back: "What?"

"You and Xianzun..."

"Huh?" Jia Zhen turned around and glanced at Heng Er.

"How do you feel about Xian Zun?" Or... If it is love, what is love?

Jia Zhen didn't expect his silly apprentice to ask this question, and was a little surprised, but he vaguely recalled Heng Er's joy when he mentioned Lin Yu many years ago, and seemed to know something.

The young man in front of him looked confused, as if he didn't even know what question he was asking. Jia Zhen had many thoughts in his mind. If it was true as he guessed, Heng Er should like Ayu... But Ayu doesn't distinguish between good and evil, and he is a human being. It's quite evil, but Heng Er is different, between the two...

Thinking of this, Jia Zhen glanced at Heng Er calmly again, feeling a little conflicted in his heart.

To break or not to break?

"It feels..." Jia Zhen rubbed his clothes, and turned his body towards Heng Er: "Do you know, did I have a teacher-student relationship with Xianzun?"

"I've heard of some." At that time, Jia Zhen was brought up by Ji Qing because of his extremely high talent. From the age of five to six hundred, he never left the immortal for a moment.

Jia Zhen also seemed to be thinking about the past. There were good and bad things in the past, but in retrospect, none of them can compare to the present moment.

He finally made a decision, and took a deep look at Heng Er: "I want to imprison him... I want him to have only myself in his eyes."

"For this, no matter what the price is."

Work hard, yes.

Scarred, okay.

Only during the hundred years in Yangan City, they didn't meet each other, which made Jia Zhen almost go crazy.

Hearing this, Heng Er thought of something, and flinched with his hand on the table.

Zongmen training will begin soon.

Sure enough, as rumored before, dozens of sect disciples, tens of thousands of people disrupted the lottery, a group of six, whoever gets the draw counts, and it is no longer the same as before, and the various sects organize themselves. Team.

This move has a profound meaning, many disciples don't understand it, but more people think about it.

The date of the lottery was set on the day when the Zongmen Conference started. Ayu and Chu Yan were members of Xuanyuewu and disciples of the Department of Spiritual Medicine, so they went to draw together. Write "Kundongnan" three characters.

Ayu paused in her heart, feeling very strange, and glanced at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan also seemed a little surprised, and was taken aback for a while, but quickly accepted the result.

The two registered the results of the lottery with the disciples of the Yangyan Sect, and the next day Xiaotong sent the list of their group.

six people.

Lin Yu, Heng Er, Chu Yan, Chi Xiuyuan, Lian Qingyue, Lin Ze.