Demon Lord, he is rebellious

Xianyu Haoyang's body also slowly healed. Amidst the little fairy boy's thorns, he gradually understood his situation.

I know that the person who saves me is the Qingya Immortal who visits me every day;

Knowing that the place where I recuperated was the fairy's dorm - Huashi Pavilion;

Knowing that the immortal is the head of the Yunqing Sect, the Yunhan Immortal Venerable whose cultivation level is closest to ascending in the entire Minglan Continent, and knowing that the original name of the immortal is Duan Xun.

The more he knew, the more disturbed Xianyu Haoyang became. He was instinctively full of guard and hatred towards others, but because he was tortured by others since he was a child, he learned to pretend early.

He didn't believe that someone would treat a slave so well, give him such a soft bed, eat delicious meat porridge, and that sweet and soft candied fruit. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever spoken to him so kindly.

He felt that all this was so unreal, and his reason told him that it was a conspiracy.But, what if it is true?

Every time Duan Xun came to visit him, he would stay at the side anxiously, not daring to get too close to that fairy-like person.

No one is willing to suffer after tasting sweetness.

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"You want to take that child as a disciple? I don't agree!" Rong Feng's roar came from Huashige's study.

Appreciating a master and accepting an apprentice is an extremely important matter in the world of cultivating immortals.In a sense, the relationship between master and apprentice is even closer than blood kinship.

"Ten years ago, you suddenly said that the Heavenly Dao issued a warning that there would be a catastrophe in the world in a hundred years, and after that, you would spend ten years in seclusion, and you would cover the entire Minglan Continent with your spiritual consciousness, day and night, looking for the opportunity to save the world that you said. Now I found it, but he turned out to be a demon! I don't believe that the opportunity you said is a demon!"

Duan Xun sat on the chair and said calmly: "Brother, he is not a demon, he is a human being."

Duan Xun's eye circles felt a little sore when he saw the angry and furious senior brother in front of him.

This senior brother of his is still full of vitality now, instead of graying temples and dying, and his cloudy eyes are lonely and sad like before his death, which makes people feel rippling.

A lot of rhetoric came to his lips, and he didn't know how to say it, so he could only repeat: "Brother, he is not a demon, he is a human being."

"Man! I've never seen such a man with such a demonic aura! Such a domineering demonic aura is rare in my life." Rong Feng looked excited.

eye with eye

"Since the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago, people have been devastated, and the world of cultivating immortals has suffered heavy deaths. Which sect has no blood feud with the demons. If you bring a demon back to Yun Qingzong, do you know that the consequences will be disastrous? You still want to accept the demons as disciples now! , do you want to openly become an enemy of the whole world?"

Duan Xun still calmly said to Rong Feng: "Brother, I really have a reason for doing this."

Looking at Duan Xun, Rong Feng felt helpless for a moment.

Rong Feng is much older than Duan Xun. When the former master took Duan Xun as his apprentice, Duan Xun was only 4 years old. Because the former master had long-term retreat, Rong Feng played the role of brother and father. It can be said that Duan Xun is Rong Feng. The wind raised it with one hand.

Rongfeng of the entire sect knows himself best as a junior, knowing that he has decided on one thing, and no one can change it.

Rong Feng stared straight at his eyes, his solemn and resolute face was full of helplessness, so he lowered his voice and said helplessly, "Junior brother, you want him to be your apprentice, have you ever thought about the feelings of Junior Brother Meng?"

The Junior Brother Meng that Rong Feng talked about is the elder of Nandian——Meng Yiwen.

"Junior Brother Meng has been killed by demons all over his family. He hates demons the most in his life. If he knows that Xianyu Haoyang is from demons, do you want seniors to turn against him?"

"So I have to ask my senior brother to help conceal this matter."

"Duan Xun! Why are you so obsessed with obsession! I don't need to say it, but you think that Xianyu Haoyang's monstrous devilish energy can be concealed! Junior brother Meng himself is also in the fusion stage, you think he can't see it!" Rong Feng jumped up against the crime and was furious.

Feeling that Rong Feng was really angry, Duan Xun sighed softly. After all, he was the senior brother who raised him since he was a child, and said slowly: "Senior brother, I have already probed Xianyu Haoyang with my spiritual sense. He is really a human being. The demonic energy in her body is only because of being possessed by a remnant soul of the demon race that remains in the world, and I have resolved this matter."

Such rhetoric obviously cannot deceive Rong Feng, but everything that needs to be said has been said, Duan Xun still insists on accepting Xian Yu Haoyang as his disciple, saying "Persisted in his obsession!", and then walks away.

When Duan Xun came to the dormitory, Xianyu Haoyang who was sitting by the window saw Duan Xun get up quickly and saluted awkwardly.

"Immortal Venerable."

After all, Xianyu Haoyang stood aside obediently, looking at Duan Xun with round and shiny eyes.

During this period of time, Duan Xun found that Xianyu Haoyang was very quiet, like a little beast coming to a new environment, hiding in a corner and observing everything around him vigilantly, always being cautious about what he did.

Xianyu Haoyang's injury has already healed, but at most he just sits by the window and carefully observes the outside environment, and he hasn't even stepped out of the house.

Duan Xun couldn't help reaching out and touching the top of Xianyu Haoyang's head.

Xianyu Haoyang's body froze, disgust flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his usual innocuousness to humans and animals. Years of slave life had already taught this ten-year-old child what kind of protective color to better disguise himself .

Duan Xun said with a slightly cold voice: "I want to accept you as a disciple, are you willing to be my disciple?"

Xianyu Haoyang was obviously shocked by these words, he looked at Duan Xun in disbelief, and remained silent for a while.

His first thought was that it was a conspiracy!It was denied by him again, as a slave, what can be plotted by others?

"I, do I need to pay any price?" Xianyu Haoyang hesitated for a long time, but still asked what was in his heart.

Duan Xun was taken aback. He didn't expect a ten-year-old child to hear that he was going to take him as an apprentice. This was his first thought.

How much suffering has this been?

Duan Xun looked at Haoyang Xianyu who was full of apprehension, and put on a smile on his lips, which made his handsome face look extravagant.

"I will accept you as an apprentice. I will lead you to cultivate immortality, teach you swordsmanship, and pass on my mantle. From now on, you will be my personal disciple."

"And you, just trust me."

Xianyu Haoyang looked up at Duan Xun, he saw the light in Duan Xun, soft and holy, shining into this filthy world, into Xianyu Haoyang's heart full of resentment.

"Just need to trust you?" Xianyu Haoyang murmured.

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It was late at night, and Xianyu Haoyang still did not fall asleep, tossing and turning on the bed.

Thinking that he seemed to be bewitched by Duan Xun during the day, he agreed to worship Duan Xun as his teacher in a daze, and now he was a little apprehensive and confused.

Is it right to make this decision yourself?

What is it like to be an apprentice?Will he be beaten too?Will you die?

Why does that person who is like a banishment treat him so well?

……

Unknowingly, a burst of drowsiness struck, Xianyu Haoyang's eyelids became heavy, and he slowly fell asleep.

Seeing that Xianyu Haoyang was already asleep, Duan Xun quietly came to the bed and set up a magic circle with a wave of his hand to isolate the breath in the room from outside prying eyes.

He moved his fingertips with spiritual power, and blood splattered from between the fingers, dipped in the blood and drew an extremely complicated and difficult talisman pattern on Xianyu Haoyang's forehead, and the strokes were done in one go.

At the moment when the last stroke of the talisman came to an end, Xianyu Haoyang's whole body twitched violently, and the black mist in the depths of his soul was pinched to death; at the same time, Duan Xun's face was full of pain, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood!