The days of raising apprentices in Xianmen [Rebirth]

Zhengning Immortal Gate, Fuqiao Prefecture Valley is surrounded by immortal mist.

A spirit fish jumped up between the pavilions and waterside pavilions, swung its tail nimbly and submerged into the water again, splashing waves of water ripples before disappearing.

'crash'

The underwater boy popped his head up and looked at the surface of the water where the spirit fish disappeared with some frustration.

"You're playing tricks on that spirit fish again."

There was a sound behind him, and the young man suddenly turned his head, "Brother? You're back!"

The young man called Senior Brother raised his head slightly, and then asked, "Where is Master?"

Boy: "Master has never shown up since retreating, and he should still be here—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and there was a sudden loud noise at the closed mountain gate not far away.

A shadowy figure in white clothes walked in front of him in an instant.

The young man and his senior brother hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully, "Master."

"Excuse me." The words were in a hurry, and Chu Qingjun called the crane in the cloud to jump up.

The crane disappeared within half a breath.

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Standing on the back of the crane with his hands behind his back, Mr. Chu Qing looks like a fairy, his slender black hair is fluttering in the wind, his narrow and long phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, a thin layer of sweat has risen from his half-clenched palms, and he is extremely anxious about the current situation .

Since Chu Qingjun practiced immortality, he has always taken it as his duty to resist the demon cultivator and save the common people. However, when the demon lord was in power, his life was devastated. Chu Qingjun fought hard with him for three days and his spiritual power was exhausted.

I thought this was the end of the matter, but when I opened my eyes, I returned to the Fuqiao State Valley.

In his memory, he recalled the scene when the demon king just came to the world, but it didn't appear for nothing, but he gradually grew up from childhood.

If he could be killed when he was a child, everything after that would never happen.

The speed of the crane in the cloud is one of the best among the spirit beasts in the cultivation world. Passing over the cloud scenery, the crane spread its wings and slowly descended, but as if it was hit by something, it lost three or two feathers and suddenly flapped its wings and rose again.

Immortal Crane suddenly cried out in horror: "Ah!"

Chu Qingjun swayed to stabilize his figure, and casually hit a beast talisman, so that the crane could stay in the air.

Looking down, it should have been a beautiful and rich village, but at this moment it is a red light and shadow, dense smoke.

With a wave of Chu Qingjun's hand, the flames in half of the village were extinguished, and then he jumped down, his spiritual power swept the dust under his feet, and the place where he landed was spotless.

Although the fire in the house was extinguished, there was still a little spark trying to rekindle it, and the subtle crackling sound of 'crackling' kept ringing.

Mr. Chu Qing glanced around, this place should be the place where the Demon Lord was born.

Rumor has it that the Demon Lord was vicious and inhumane, and slaughtered his adoptive relatives, and even slaughtered the entire village after his evil deeds were discovered, killing all 130 people in the village.

Suddenly, Chu Qingjun looked sideways at a row of crumbling houses on the left.

After a breath, a hand protruded from the broken door. It was black and dirty, but there was still a trace of breath left. His body was covered with burning dust, but his clothes were not damaged in any way.

The other party crawled out of the door halfway up, and instantly noticed Mr. Chu Qing who was standing not far away, and immediately burst into tears with excitement, "Immortal Elder, Immortal Elder, help me!"

The villager put his hands on the ground and seemed to want to stand up, but a fire took all his strength, and he couldn't even stand up simply. His strong desire to survive made him use all four limbs to crawl forward with difficulty.

"Immortal Chief——! Immortal Chief, help! He's crazy! Wen Yuzhi him, cough cough...that devil is crazy!"

Wen Yuzhi, it is the name of the former Demon Lord.

Mr. Chu Qing didn't ask any further questions, and injected a spiritual force into the villager's body to protect his heart, "Where is he?"

The villager took a deep breath and pointed to a small flat-headed mountain in front of him, "Where is it! He is watching from there!"

"Find a place to hide, a breath of spiritual power will keep your life safe." After speaking, Chu Qingjun disappeared in place in an instant.

The village is at the foot of Pingtou Mountain. Looking down at the village from the top of Pingtou Mountain, the sea of ​​red wood and flames can be seen as far as possible.

Some villagers tried their best to escape from their houses, and finally burned alive by the roadside.

The person who spoke to him just now was the only survivor in the entire village.

Standing on the top of Pingtou Mountain, Mr. Chu Qing frowned slightly as he watched the rekindled flame below. This fire... was not an ordinary fire.

Mr. Chu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his side face was a little red under the raging firelight, he said coldly: "The villagers kindly adopted him, if you don't want to, just leave on your own, why bother to slaughter the village."

A short figure walked slowly from behind him, staggering a little when stepping over the pit on the ground, frowning all the while looking at the white clothes, "Why do you say that?"

"What do you know?"

"Your so-called decent cultivators are all dignified, pretending to be immortals, but doing mediocre things!"

Wen Yuzhi looked at him angrily, "They raised me just to kill me! You didn't ask me to come up indiscriminately and you condemned me. Why, just rely on your cultivation level?!"

Chu Qingjun allowed him to quibble, but he was not moved at all: "You have cultivated a demon."

Wen Yuzhi gritted his teeth: "So what, I'm only protecting myself, what's wrong with me?"

"Needless to say, cultivating demons violates the justice of the world, and I shall eliminate harm for the people." Before he finished speaking, a golden light rose from under his feet!

The golden beam of light surrounds the white silk, and the two forces are entangled tightly, forming a prison, enclosing the place where the two are.

When Chu Qingjun faced Wen Yuzhi, even though the other party was only a few years old, he still did not dare to take it lightly.

From this child, he felt boundless magic energy.

This is not something a child can cultivate.

Wen Yuzhi looked a little panicked at the beams of light around him, and couldn't help but retreat, but was blocked by the beams of light behind him.

Wen Yuzhi touched the dirt on his face and shouted, "Are you really going to kill me?!"

The formation was completed, Mr. Chu Qing said no more, the palms were concentrated, the spiritual power was locked, and the materialized spiritual energy rushed towards Wen Yuzhi in an instant!

Wen Yuzhi yelled immediately: "Ah!"

The turbid devilish energy also gradually solidified, forming a tight layer of protection around Wen Yuzhi.

When the two qi collided, it was impossible to tell the upper and lower overnight.

Chu Qingjun looked at Wen Yuzhi who was struggling with spiritual power with a cold face.

A young child who can condense demon energy?

Wen Yuzhi struggled for a long while, and when he exerted his strength at last, the demonic energy exploded, 'Deng Deng Deng' stepped back dozens of steps, bumped into the gold pillar abruptly, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"Master, I won't play with you anymore." Wen Yuzhi was covered in demon energy all over his body as he said that, his body gradually turned into mist and merged with the devil energy, and a ball of black mist dyed red crazily impacted on the formation.

Chu Qing stepped forward to Jun Fei, and after confronting each other for a few moves, the black mist suddenly rushed towards the weak edge of the formation.Seeing this, Mr. Chu Qing swayed his sleeves lightly, and the water sleeves on his arms flew out, and the pure white spun yarn surrounded the black mist.

Seeing the black mist struggling to get lighter and lighter, the spun yarn also tightened, until the black mist reappeared in a human form, and the spun yarn tightly bound Wen Yuzhi.

Seeing this, Mr. Chu Qing stepped forward slowly.

Wen Yuzhi struggled hard, although the spun yarn was infused with spiritual power, but it was also a textile product. Before Chu Qingjun approached, Wen Yuzhi broke the spun yarn with a ferocious face!

However, within the spun yarn, there are many unknown filaments hidden!

Wen Yuzhi scolded angrily: "What is this?!"

Mr. Chu Qing: "Bound the demon."

A sharp bondage weapon specifically aimed at magic cultivators.

Wen Yu Zhiqi's eyes were all red: "You——!"

Suddenly, Wen Yuzhi opened his eyes wide, choked his breath, and fell to the ground trembling all over.

Chu Qingjun frowned, stepped forward suspiciously, and lost consciousness due to lack of knowledge.

He squatted down and inspected carefully, and found that the devilish energy in Wen Yuzhi's body had completely disappeared.

This……

Even the demon king may not be able to completely hide his demon energy.

How did Smell Yuzhi do it?

Mr. Chu Qing wanted to investigate clearly, but there was no time for him to think about the current situation, so he simply poured spiritual power into his two fingers, and slowly sent it between Wen Yuzhi's eyebrows.

Crush the sea of ​​consciousness, even if the Demon Lord is still alive, he will not be able to survive.

What's more, it's a Wen Yuzhi who hasn't grown up yet.

The white and slender fingertips slowly approached, and the moment the fingertips touched Yu Zhi's eyebrows, the unconscious child slowly opened his eyes.

Spiritual power is fatal to Moxiu.

Chu Qingjun looked at him with some doubts in his heart, but when he hesitated, the other party had already stretched out his hand.

The chubby little meaty hands were still dirty from the fire prevention. After touching Mr. Chu Qing's hands dirty, Yu Zhi seemed a little embarrassed. He smiled at Mr. Chu Qing apologetically, and then withdrew his hand and rubbed hard on his body After a few clicks, Fu took his hand again.

Binding the demon fell to the ground, as if to show that there was no demon energy in the person in front of him.

Mr. Chu Qing also confirmed this after a simple search.

How could it be possible for a person who was still full of demonic energy just now...

Regardless of whether he has demonic energy or not, he will be a Demon Lord in the future. Rather than that, it would be better——

"Immortal, are you an immortal?"

The clear and melodious voice of the boy brought back Mr. Chu Qing's thoughts, and when he looked down, the boy's crystal-clear pupils were looking at him without blinking.

Seeing that Mr. Chu Qing noticed him, the child smiled shyly, and held onto his hand tightly: "You are a fairy, aren't you?"

"..."

"Immortal, you are so beautiful." The child smiled and rolled his eyes, "You are the most beautiful immortal I have ever seen."

"Immortal, what are you doing here? There are ferocious beasts on this mountain. My father and mother said not to come up casually. I will take you down, okay?" The child stood up and patted the dust on his body, "Mother cooks delicious food. , I will take you home, they will be very happy."

The child looked at the foot of the mountain. The flames were so bright that they hadn't been extinguished until now, but intensified.

Wen Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, "My home..."

"Immortal, my father and mother..."

Wen Yuzhi's voice was a little choked, no matter how young he was, he realized what had happened.

The immature child wiped the tears off his face with his hands, and said softly, pretending to be calm: "Immortal, I have no home."

The hands beside Mr. Chu Qing were tightly clenched until now, as if he had made up his mind, he stretched out his right hand to the child.

Looking at the hand in front of him, Wen Yuzhi froze.

"I am Lord Chu Qing of the Zhengning Immortal Sect. You are willing to worship me as your teacher and come under my sect."

Wen Yuzhi gradually opened his eyes wide, and his dull pupils were full of disbelief. After a while, he touched the tears that had flowed all over his face at some point, and put his little hand on Mr. Chu Qing's, "I willing!"