My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

It's nothing more than an excuse to kill people for fun.

They tried desperately to escape, but Jiang Yuanxia did not hold back and killed them one by one.

She breathed slightly, but even though she was nervous, she was more delighted when she saw her Master.

It's great that Master is still by my side.

The black-haired girl landed in front of Jiang He and bowed to him in salute amid everyone's surprised looks.

The attitude is very low:

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving my pet. As a token of my gratitude, I will give these to you."

She had always worried that giving gifts to her master would damage his self-esteem.

It's not just because she is sensitive and tends to think too much.

Mainly in her opinion, the master has always been very chauvinistic.

Moreover, all of his things were obtained from the Divine Religion, and without exception, they were stained with dirty blood.

"This Yuan Hua Dan and this spiritual sword are both given to you, fellow Taoist."

Yuanhua Dan is the unique elixir of Yuehua Palace. It can stimulate the potential of cultivators and has always been in short supply.

Although the Holy Son of Good Law did not specify the name of this spiritual sword, judging from its spiritual essence, it is obviously a third-level spiritual sword.

The casual cultivator was dumbfounded and couldn't help but look at the monkey.

Just for rescuing a pet in the Qi training stage, you are given such a generous treasure?

The old Taoist almost tore his beard off, his eyes widened. He had previously said that Jiang He was not good at seizing opportunities.

As a result, now, let him grab a big one.

Knowing that it was the pet of the Holy Son of Good Dharma, he dared to risk his life to save the pet.

Now he has really made such a big profit.

Jiang He was also jealous when he saw the magic sword, as he just needed a better weapon.

But why does this spirit sword look more and more familiar the more I look at it?

Isn’t this the long sword that the Holy Son of Yuehua wears on his waist on New Year’s Eve?

How did it fall into Yuan Xia's hands?

The sword of Yuehua Palace was too hot to hold in his hand, which would be disadvantageous for his future actions.

This Yuanhua Pill is also a magic pill from the Yuehua Palace, but it is useless to him. He has the Xuanhuang Pearl and no longer needs to improve his so-called potential.

Jiang He coughed lightly and said, "It's just a small favor, I'm not going to accept it. I won't be so shameless to take it."

The black-haired girl's hands froze and her face looked lost.

Master, you still mind taking things from me.

She didn't dare to continue sending it and put it away.

I have to disappear from everyone's sight quickly so that I can return to my master's courtyard.

She felt a little excited again, and said to Fudo Monkey without turning her head, "Follow me."

The ape didn't react in time before the girl flew away.

Is it possible to treat your pet like this?

Fortunately, she knew to give herself some strength back. Fudo Monkey looked at the figure disappearing in the sky and hurried to catch up.

Chapter 204: Is there anyone under the table?

After several deacons were killed in the act, the current seventh elder of Yunxi Sect hurried over to clean up the mess.

As a great cultivator who had completed his foundation building, he was very humble towards Jiang He:

"I apologize for the offense I caused you. As a token of our sect's apology, your salary will be doubled from now on."

He didn't dare to settle the score with Jiang Heqiu later.

The death of these deacons is indeed a big loss to the sect.

But if you offend the Son of God because of this, it would be like picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons, which would not be worth the loss.

Several deacons are already dead, and dead people are not as important as living people after all.

Jiang He was just a casual Qi-cultivating cultivator, so there would be no benefit in killing him.

Jiang He looked stern and spoke forcefully:

"You are too polite, Elder. The Son of Good Law is kind and kind-hearted, and he is also the Son of the Divine Inspiration Church. As a monk of Hezhou, I should be loyal to him and do my best for him, even if it means sacrificing my life. I firmly believe that everyone here shares the same belief as me."

"This"

The Seventh Elder was stunned and almost didn't react.

He thought to himself, this casual cultivator is quite good at talking. Even after everyone has left, he is still pretending.

However, judging from his sincere words and natural expression, he didn't seem to be lying.

This is another monk who was bewitched by the beauty of the Son of God.

How could they know that beneath the Son of God's handsome appearance, he actually hid a sinister and evil heart. Although he was beautiful, he was not kind at all.

What's more, with his status and position, if he wants to get close to the Son of God, let alone serve him, he probably won't even get a chance to drink the foot washing water.

"Could it be that the elder doesn't think so?"

Jiang He suddenly asked back, catching the Seventh Elder off guard.

"What nonsense! That's natural!"

The Seventh Elder hastened to explain himself and even bowed to the sky to show his loyalty.

"Although my bones are old and decrepit, I am willing to be stepped on by the Holy Son to pave the way for you."

The old man was obviously a little anxious, fearing that his attitude would cause Jiang He to misunderstand.

He was afraid of causing trouble again, so he coughed lightly:

"I have other things to take care of, so today's chores will be postponed for now. You can come back another day. I'm leaving first. But you have a bright future, kid. I'm optimistic about you."

"Elder, take care."

Jiang He watched as the Seventh Elder flew away on his sword as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, leaving only some disciples to clean up the scene.

I couldn't help but wonder: Yuan Xia's reputation in front of outsiders is so bad that it makes people afraid to approach her.

He had only heard about it before, but now that he saw the reactions of the crowd with his own eyes, he realized belatedly that Yuan Xia, who seemed like a harmless little white flower in front of him, was indeed a "evil-doer" demon in the outside world.

After seeing the Seventh Elder leave, the wandering cultivators present breathed a sigh of relief.

They had picked up a lot of medicinal pills before, but the people from Yunxi Sect didn't care about it now.

Perhaps the people of Yunxi Sect were thinking that the more they did, the more mistakes they would make, so they might as well bear the pain of losing some resources in exchange for complete safety and security.

The casual cultivators knew very well that this was all due to the influence of the Holy Son of Good Dharma.

As for that young man, he is really ridiculous.

They couldn't help but look at Jiang He one after another, and without exception, their eyes were filled with a hint of sarcasm and regret.

This young man is actually pretending to be humble.

Even third-level elixirs and spiritual swords could not satisfy his appetite, yet he still wanted to take advantage of the Holy Son's favor.

He doesn't think that this will make the Son remember him.

To such a big shot, these casual cultivators are like ants. Who would remember the favors of ants?

Even if you missed it, you missed it. Didn’t you see the Son of God just leave without looking back?

I guess she saw through his little thoughts and didn't bother to bother with him any more.

Jiang He felt helpless and ignored what others said.

If it is someone else, no matter whether the thing is useful to him or not, just take it.

But this is my apprentice.

He packed his things and headed back to his residence.

On the way, the old Taoist dared to follow timidly.

He sighed with regret:

"Fellow Daoist, you are so foolish! How can you give up such resources? Listen to my advice. Hurry to the Holy Son's palace now and ask for more rewards. People like her are always so high and mighty. Even if she really remembers your favor, you may not have the chance to meet her again in the future."

"Now that things have come to this, if I really rush over, I might even anger her. Isn't it said that the Son of Good Law is always moody?"

Jiang He felt a headache and explained patiently.

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist pulled his beard with a sad face.

Subconsciously he responded, "Yes, that Holy Son of Good Dharma."

He was halfway through his words when he was startled.

He seemed to have seen a black-haired girl flash by in front of him just now.

She first looked at Jiang He with embarrassment and anger, but when she looked at him, her eyes were cold, so cold that they penetrated her bones.

Jiang He was just about to hear what the wandering cultivator thought of Yuan Xia, but the old Taoist suddenly stopped him.

He asked, "Hmm? What happened to the Son of Good Law?"

The old Taoist laughed and said, "It's alright. It's just that the Holy Son of Good Law is wise and brave, and he is tolerant to others. How could he be moody? What you said is wrong."

"Why do you have to do this, my friend? The Holy Son is not here anyway, so what's the harm in you and I talking about our heartfelt words?"

Jiang He also wanted to know what other things his apprentice had done that angered God and man.

But the old Taoist suddenly fell silent, frowning and looking at Jiang He:

"Fellow Daoist, you were not like this before. You said all the nice things in front of the Seventh Elder. Are you trying to deceive me?"

He had heard before that the Shengan Sect vigorously encouraged monks within its territory to report on each other.

If anyone slanders the holy religion, the informant will be heavily rewarded.

"No, no, no. The Holy Son had not yet left, and it was in front of outsiders, so I should have done so. Since you don't want to say it, forget it."

Jiang He smiled. In fact, Yuan Xia was still paying attention to him with her spiritual sense at that time.

He was probably worried about what the elder would do to him.

Naturally, he had to say something nice to please his apprentice.

Relationships also need to be maintained.

Only when she saw that she and the elder were having a pleasant conversation did she leave with peace of mind.

The old Taoist looked around suspiciously a few times, but did not see the figure.

It's probably an illusion.

With the Saint's level of cultivation, and if she deliberately hid her body, how could I possibly discover her?

And she was clearly flying towards the palace just now, so how could she be here?

You're not really here to repay Jiang He, are you?

The old Taoist burst out laughing, how could this be possible.

She is the Son of Good Dharma, not some little girl who values ​​her pet more than her life.

As the two chatted, they returned to Jiang He's yard.

"Hey, is this where you live? It's not far from where I live. If it's convenient for you, can I come visit you tomorrow night?"

The old Taoist's face lit up with joy. They were all independent cultivators, so they should stick together for warmth in the outer sect.

Moreover, Fellow Daoist He Jiang is young and strong, and I may need to rely on his care in the future.

I still have a little grandson, and the relationship between the two families is good. When I pass away, my little grandson will have an elder to rely on.

"Well, that's fine. I have nothing to do tomorrow night. If you want to come, I will make a room for you."

Jiang He thought about it and agreed decisively since there was nothing else to do.