I have been assisting these years

Wen Xuanqing always felt that his second senior sister was able to live to this day entirely because of her background and luck.

The second generation of immortals.

And luck is too good, suddenly enlightened, and the cultivation base has been improved by more than dozens of times.

It is said that the master of Jingyu Island was also the main force in the Battle of the Three Realms back then, and the children of such a person will not be far behind.

So unfair!

Wen Xuanqing raised his eyes angrily, but finally lowered his head and said, senior sister, don't go too far.

"I don't remember my dad anymore."

This is true.

Time passed too fast, he was too busy practicing and had no time to recall.

When I was young, I avoided the monks everywhere, endured the monthly transformation, and had to fill my stomach.

It was his greatest luck in his life to meet that female cultivator.

He can also live in peace and then get to know Yuling.

A child who grew up without his parents is no different from others. He has a nose and eyes, but he has a little bit of a difference, with the blood of a demon.

What is dad.

A tall and thin back is blurred in the memory, and the eyes that the mother still remembers when she was dying.

What's so good about a demon.

Everyone yelled and beat them, and those who looked like individuals were always ruthless and resolute.

The younger brother's expression was sullen, and Qi Jin realized that he seemed to have overplayed his joke, and hurriedly apologized.

Wen Xuanqing was even more frightened to death.

"Senior sister, you should think of a way, what should I do like this?"

Qi Jin looked at Feng Changyu.

Feng Changyu leaned on the couch, she was so weak that she turned into a puddle of water, she shrugged, "Master's restraint requires a lot of spiritual energy, I can't push it right now, junior sister, you can come."

Qi Jin shook his head and said flatly: "I don't know."

"Learn now."

Feng Changyu threw over a page of formulas, and Qi Jin took it subconsciously.

Wen Xuanqing's rabbit ears popped out completely. The young man's hair was originally long and high, but now he has two hanging rabbit ears for no reason, which looks a bit ridiculous, not to mention the two locks of hair on the sideburns.

"You have to learn first...Second Senior Sister..."

Not a genius.

The young man touched his ears and looked at Feng Changyu helplessly.

The "weak" elder sister blinked at him, and immediately coughed twice.

Wen Xuanqing was sure that the elder sister had almost recovered.

During this period of time, he also discovered that Feng Changyu's cultivation was indeed far superior to that of ordinary people, but every time she slayed demons, she was full of blood, her face was covered with a veil, and she couldn't get close to her body with any dirty blood. It's a broken limb.

Not a single corpse.

Feng Changyu practiced the Yuemen sword art, the autumn water lasts forever, and the sword has its own elegance, but when it is picked up and swept away, it kills everything.

It looks good, but it's a bit chilly.

Every time after using this set of sword techniques, the elder sister would not make a move for a long time.

Later, Wen Xuanqing also noticed that the Daoist spells that the elder sister seemed to use would leak fatigue at the last moment, so they all made quick decisions.

The young man had a lot of questions in his mind, but although his own swordsmanship was not as good as the two senior sisters, he would still be pointed out occasionally, and he was grateful, and he went out of the same school, knowing each other's secrets well, and swallowed those questions .

Qi Jin didn't pay attention to Feng Changyu at all, anyway, she felt that Feng Changyu was most energetic when he was killing ghosts.

She is not interested in Yaozu every time.

Those ghosts with no brains have not yet cultivated their own way of ghosts, and they are still in their initial form, but it is their nature to attack people.

Every time Feng Changyu wanted to pick and choose, he left some monsters for Qi Jin to chop.

Some monsters are cute without opening their mouths, but Qi Jin is a little furry and thirsty, and always wants to touch them.

Then she would always be scratched by a paw, or her hair would be cut off. She was so angry that she wanted to detour when she saw the fluffy ones.

Of course, the plushness of the younger brother is still desirable.

But it's up to her whether to marry a man or a woman, and she always restrains herself again and again.

Besides, there were more than the three of them in the group, and Wen Xuanqing's matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

Wen Xuanqing didn't expect Qi Jin to be so preoccupied.

Feng Changyu sent him a voice transmission: "I believe in your second senior sister."

Wen Xuanqing has always been suspicious of Qi Jin's soaring cultivation base, and many people think that Qi Jin must have swallowed some kind of panacea.

After all, his second senior sister has practiced for so many years, and she has been at the bottom of the list for so many years. She is famous for her outstanding achievements.

But how can anyone enter the state so suddenly.

People who practice Taoism call this kind of "spiritual realm", and only monks with excellent talents can do it, which is much faster than ordinary practice.

But not everyone has this time.

Sure enough, it was born.

He accepted his fate.

Qi Jin is no longer surprised by her state, and she has been like this more than once during her travels.

Yuqingque has a lot of sword formulas, and also other weapons, or boxing techniques...

Disciples of various sects would also accept gifts from their teachers or directors before traveling, and what Leng Qiuzi threw to her was a sword manual.

On the title page are written the word rough.

Qi Jin will turn over if nothing happens.

She has no advantages since she was a child, but she has a good memory.

One bad thing about having a good memory is that whoever expresses subtle negative emotions towards you will be particularly profound.

She restrained herself a lot here, thinking that it was just a book, so don't take it too seriously.

"Spiritual Realm" is her involuntary truthfulness.

It is specifically manifested in the state of selflessness that I occasionally enter.

It didn't take long for Qi Jin to come back to her senses. She walked up to Wen Xuanqing and grabbed the wrist of the little junior brother through the Taoist robe.

Wen Xuanqing looked terrified.

Feng Changyu was thoughtful.

……

In the end, Wen Xuanqing took the bronze mirror that Qi Jin carried with him and looked at it again and again, and said thank you senior sister sincerely.

Miraculously, he couldn't hide his smug face, "I can't bear it."

Then Wen Xuanqing pushed it out unceremoniously, and there was a nervous Yuling outside the door.

The door slammed shut.

Wen Xuanqing greeted the concerned Yuling with a smiling face.

Inside the door, Qi Jin looked at Feng Changyu, "Please tell me honestly, what's in this place, what are we doing here, and what's your physical condition."

Qi Jin sat on a round stool at one side, took out a ebony plum and threw it into his mouth, listening attentively.

Feng Changyu is like a person made of paper, her appearance always gives people an extremely weak feeling.

As long as she doesn't leak that momentum.

But this momentum is hard to hide.

So the sense of contradiction in her is too compelling, but Qi Jin doesn't have the feeling of wanting to run away when she sees it.

Because Feng Changyu is not as yin and yang as before, and he is not the same as before when he said strange words but looked down on her.

This is more real, closer to the girl in the birdcage that Qi Jin saw when he left the soul.

There is a pale sense of confinement.

It also has the contradiction of struggle and compromise, which makes people quite curious.

"This is Wei City."

Seal Chang Yudao.

Qi Jin hummed, and her cheeks bulged on the left and right.

"Here is the inheritance of the demon king."

"Then why didn't the people who came to Weicheng before know about it?"

"In the past, there were the most scattered demons in Weicheng, and many monks would naturally come for cultivation."

"Why did the master conclude that the younger brother can get the inheritance?"

"Because the demon king was a gray rabbit back then."

"Don't lie to me, I know this. During the Battle of the Three Realms, the demon king didn't show his original shape until he died. How can you be so sure, and there are so many rabbits."

"You have never participated in the Battle of the Three Realms."

Qi Jin couldn't refute, so he let out a cry.

"Then there is a way to prove that Wen Xuanqing is the son of the demon king. The demon king died a thousand years ago. How could his son be so young?" Qi Jin spat out the black plum core, "Besides, the inheritance of the demon clan is not the same as the succession of the emperor from generation to generation. According to legend, the one who is capable is always the king.”

"The monster clan no longer has the gray rabbit clan."

Feng Changyu bowed his head, which was also the reason why Leng Qiuzi agreed to keep Feng Changyu when she saw Wen Xuanqing.

The gray rabbit is hard to find, but few people know that when the demon king died in battle, the inheritance did not continue, but was sealed together in Weicheng.

The hundred demons who were expelled to the Wuming Stream are rarely able to break through the seal, and there is no new demon king born in a thousand years, and there is no way to be as eager to move as the ghost clan.

"Senior sister," Qi Jin was most concerned about another question, "Why does Master seem to know everything?"

Feng Changyu: "..."

"By the way, since she knew that she shouldn't carry her junior brother by herself, did she come over and break the seal and force him to try it? She even went around and let me travel around... No, she also asked us to find another ghost It's being printed."

Qi Jin has always felt that Leng Qiuzi is a little too cold, she lives without emotion, and the only one who can make her old man raise her eyebrows is the boss Feng Zhi.

It seems that everything that is done is for the future.

Since Feng Changyu was her purposeful apprentice, even Qi Jin's entrustment by Qi Lin would still have an effect. In contrast, Wen Xuanqing seemed to be an answer sent to her door.

All these things, her ability is definitely better than theirs.

"Master, he is one of the heads of the Dao League."

There is also a lot that Feng Changyu doesn't know. The addition and subtraction of her and Leng Qiuzi's master-student relationship is not a transaction. Leng Qiuzi has already helped her get half of what Feng Changyu wanted, so selfishness aside, She also had to do something for Leng Qiuzi.

"The Daoist League has a lot of rules..."

Su Mingzhen told Qi Jin about many of the rules of the Taoist League before. That day Su Mingzhen lied to her about the invisibility art, and some of these were interspersed in the chatter along the way.

Now that I think about it, that guy clearly wanted to tell Qi Jin that the outside world is not so easy to mess with.

Her master has a bad reputation, but she still guards one side because of the peace of the Daoist sect, and she is not allowed to leave without authorization. The Daoist League will also have a public trial for the monk who committed the crime.

The only freedom is to patrol Huangquan Road.

Being away all the year round, that is, the trivial matters of the Daoist League.

No wonder the remaining three chief executives are so nerdy.

"Let's not talk about the younger brother, anyway, we are all in Weicheng, and we will always know whether he is real or not."

Qi Jin pursed his lips, "Then what's the matter with you?"

She looked at Feng Changyu who was on the couch, "I can feel that your breath has been weak recently. It was no problem to kill a car of demons before. Why does it seem like you are dying when you open the shield now?"

Qi Jin's words became more and more irritable, obviously because there were more and more things.

Instead, she began to miss those days when she fished in Yuqingque.

"That's because the monster clan's formation originally clashed with the ghost energy on my body."

Qi Jin snorted, "Then let Ji Wanfeng come?"

"He can't support such a powerful aura."

Also, of course Ji Wanfeng's cultivation is not as high as Feng Changyu's.

"No, then you seem to be feeling better now." Qi Jin moved the round stool and looked closely at Feng Changyu, "Is what you're up and down all about dialing the abacus?"

Qi Jin got closer and found that Feng Changyu seemed to be better again.

What are you doing, are you kidding me?

She squinted her eyes, feeling that Feng Changyu was still as boring as ever.

"you……"

"Junior sister felt it?"

"what?"

"The closer you are to me, the faster I'll get better."

"I don't know if you're okay or not."

Qi Jin felt that this statement was strange.

She looked disgusted, but Feng Changyu smiled instead.

"The ghost energy emitted by the awakened ghost mark on your body can make up for my consumption."

Am I a milk?

Qi Jin was a little upset.

She knew that she had a ghostly aura on her body, "It doesn't matter if you get close, I will draw this ghostly aura to you, won't you be fine?"

Ghosts are some strange things.

Still a cute bunny.

Qi Jin drew a few wisps of ghost energy towards Feng Changyu, and found that Feng Changyu was indeed better.

She sat on the edge, and the ghost seal sensed the blood of the ghost clan, ready to move.

Qi Jin was horrified to find that Feng Changyu was involuntarily attracted to the ghost seal, as if the closer she got, the more comfortable she would be.

What a terrible setting, if it weren't for being unable to get it out, it would be fine to give this piece to Feng Changyu directly, she doesn't have to come out to do these tasks.

Qi Jin felt a little desperate.

But if Feng Changyu didn't recover for a day, it meant that the safety of their group could not be guaranteed.

Forget it, Qi Jin reached out and grabbed Feng Changyu's hand.

"division……"

Wen Xuanqing, who pushed the door open, was about to ask Qi Jin what his plans were, when he saw his senior sister leaning on the second senior sister.

……

Why do I suffer from this torture every time?