Only when there are demons, there is a pot. No wonder no one came to lift it. It turned out that the pot was not in place at all.
Su Shi suddenly had an ominous premonition, and after waiting for a while, the mechanical voice sounded cautiously: "I'm in confinement..."
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Su Shi suddenly began to throb and hurt in his stomach. Su Shi stretched out his hand and pressed it, and took a deep breath: "Is there only one villain staff member in your system?"
"No! It's just that there are relatively few senior staff capable of taking over the house, and the Lord God has urgently dispatched other personnel to save the scene!"
The mechanical voice suddenly increased nervously, before he could explain: "The Lord God replied, asking you to support yourself first, for your sake, please give full play to your creativity, try to show the evil madness of being robbed, arrogant and domineering..."
Su Shi's stomach hurt even more.
Traveling through various worlds, even he himself doesn't remember how many world tasks he has taken on, but even so, he still doesn't have any experience and confidence to play the opposite role.
It is also a finely divided reverse shape.
The system responded quickly, and immediately went to collect and sort out the villain training rules for the host, and sent them to Su Shi's personal panel. From overturning the watermelon stall to eating watermelon without paying, there are even bonus points such as throwing melon rinds.
Su Shi glanced at it briefly, and stuffed the system and the rules into the small black room.
He should have known that the system is absolutely unreliable in business matters. He has experienced a lot of worlds anyway. He has never been a villain and has seen villains run away.
Sitting with a lot of preoccupations all night, when the sky brightened, Su Shi changed his clothes, got up and left the bedroom.
Shu Mo was born in the world of mortals and is the youngest apprentice of Di Haosi, the head of the Weiyang Sect. At the age of ten, he discovered that the immortal root was taken to the sect. It has only been fifteen years since his cultivation has advanced to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and he even took charge of a mountain. Many third-generation disciples on the mountain are even a little older than him.
The head of the sect is very loving and talented, not only three generations of disciples dare not offend this amazingly talented junior uncle, even the senior brothers of the other peaks also give in and love him.
On the other hand, Di Wenhong, the parent-son of the head of the sect, is the same age as Shu Mo, with countless natural talents and earthly treasures, but his cultivation is only distracting. It is inevitable that people will compare him secretly, and naturally Shu Mo has become a thorn in Di Wenhong's side.
Before he was brought up the mountain, Shu Mo was also the son of a wealthy family. He passed down elegant poems and books from generation to generation. She has always been dressed in plain white robes woven with snow silk, with only a pure Jun sword and a jade pendant on her side, without any additional decorations.
If you want to take the villain route, you must first work hard on the clothes.
Su Shi spent half an hour in front of the mirror before picking out a suit of eye-catching and expensive clothes from the special effects that he couldn't name, and put on the Chun Jun sword on his waist, taking a deep breath walked out the door.
A few young disciples from this peak came towards him, seeing his new look, their eyes instantly widened, and there was even a hint of astonishment and horror in their eyes.
It seems to be going in the right direction.
Finally gaining some confidence in himself, Su Shi walked past calmly, walked a little further, and heard excited whispers behind him.
"Master is finally willing not to dress like a roll of paper, I'm going to tell my junior sister!"
"Chun Jun is the sword of nobility, this body is only suitable for our Chun Jun peak's majesty, it is much more beautiful than the previous one."
"Hush, keep your voice down, Master always dislikes us judging him..."
"But isn't Master changing clothes after listening to our constant complaints? They always say that Master is cold and unreasonable. In my opinion, Master is actually talking less. We should talk to Master more."
"Let's go, if the junior sisters find out, they won't be so happy that they will pass out!"
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It doesn't matter, there is still a chance.
Su Shi took a deep breath, tried his best to ignore the intermittent voices behind him, twirled his sword and rushed towards the main peak.
The villain will do what the villain should do, he intends to grab the treasures of heaven and earth.
The Weiyang sect has been famous for a long time, and there are many treasures in the sect. The demon was seriously injured under the siege of the strong, and what he needs most now are natural materials, earthly treasures, and precious medicinal materials. If he seizes the house, the first thing to do is to spare no effort to repair the spirit body, and he will definitely go to the Treasure Pavilion first go find something.
Su Shi went all the way outside the Treasure Pavilion, and immediately a gatekeeper disciple stepped forward, bowed down and saluted respectfully, with neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"Uncle Shu Mo, you are not allowed to enter the Treasure Pavilion without orders. Please show the master token."
Su Shi remained silent, frowned slightly, glanced at him, pushed him away a few meters with a wave of his hand, and walked straight into the Treasure Pavilion.
The young disciple took several steps back before being supported by his companions, but he was still aroused, and his face blushed unconsciously.
Zangbao Pavilion belongs to the main peak, and although its disciples are not as good as Shu Mo, most of them are talented. Seeing him being so defiant, there is vague anger in their eyes, but no one dares to step forward rashly.
The period of crossing the catastrophe is already at the top of human cultivation, there are long and short, and the short is hundreds of years of practice, hundreds of years of retreat, and a few hundred years of crossing the catastrophe, you can touch the way of immortality.
Only three people in the Weiyang Sect have reached the stage of crossing the catastrophe, except for Shu Mo and the head Di Haosi, only Fang Zhuxi, the master of Chixiao Peak, is the only one. The Tribulation Transcending Period is also subdivided into ten realms. Although Shu Mo is just entering the Tribulation Transcending Period, he still cannot be offended by these disciples whose cultivation level is only as high as the Nascent Soul.
This time the direction seemed to be right at last. Su Shi felt more at ease and was about to force his way into the Treasure Pavilion, but the young disciple suddenly had a flash of panic in his eyes, and he pushed his companion away and chased after him: "Uncle Shu Mo, you can't go in!"
"Ren Yi, come back quickly!"
"You don't want to die! If you have something to go to the head, what are you going to do!"
Although Shu Mo is a cold person on weekdays, he has never acted so unreasonably and directly. Maybe today he just got angry outside. Several fellow disciples hurried up to stop Su Shi, but the young disciple named Ren Yi had already blocked Su Shi.
Cold sweat slid down the corners of his forehead, Ren Yi almost couldn't stand still, barely leaning against the iron gate, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably.
The person in front of him is not dressed in white as usual, but the light yellow robe is made of exquisite materials, and the cuffs of the skirt and cuffs are embossed with thick and exquisite cloud and thunder patterns, which makes the whole person look like jade and stand out from the dust, and it is more and more revealing that people dare not desecrate it noble and proud.
He wants to fight against such a person...
Ren Yi was so frightened that he hardly dared to look up into those eyes again, but lowered his head timidly and said: "Uncle Shu Mo, you can't go in..."
"There's nothing in this world I can't go to."
Su Shi opened his mouth, looked at him with his hands behind his back, and said in a calm tone, "You dare to stop me, but have you thought about the price?"
Although his tone was calm, the impatient killing intent came out of his body, and his clothes fluttered silently, frightening the disciples beside him: "Quick, the master is not here, hurry and invite Master Fang! "
Fang Zhuxi is the disciple that the head of the sect took in in the early years. Now he is more than 200 years old, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of crossing the catastrophe. Although he is not as good as the head of the sect who is only one step away from the door, he is still enough to suppress Shu Mo.
Su Shi's strength was far superior to these people, so he could hear their words clearly, and he also sensed that someone had left with a sword in a hurry, but he only increased the coercion by a few points, and did not strike immediately.
For one thing, his original intention was to make things worse, and the more people knew about his abnormal behavior, the better. Secondly, he also wanted to see which character the lover in this world was going to attack after chasing him.
The protagonist of this world is the youngest son of the head, Di Wenqing, and the stages he has gone through are more like a prequel. After Shu Mo committed suicide in grief and indignation, Weiyangzong's reputation plummeted, and the head of the sect gave birth to demons. He failed to overcome the catastrophe, and Fang Zhuxi was assassinated by Di Wenhong, who was controlled by demons, and Di Wenhong finally died under the siege of everyone under.
As a result, the Weiyang Sect fell, leaving only the depressed Sifeng Yijian of the vast sect. Di Wenqing worshiped Xuantianzong with Chengying Sword, and only then did he have a series of adventures later.
The little guy is only five years old now, and he has never washed his tendons and cut his marrow, so it is obviously not a suitable choice.
The head of the sect is really too old, and his hair and beard are already grey. It is estimated that the other party will also reject it. The remaining characters with names are not as good as his own strength, and only Fang Zhuxi meets the requirements in all aspects.
While thinking quietly, the rescuers have been moved.
Sensing the surging aura behind him, Su Shi frowned slightly and turned around to look around, his eyes flashed, but his heart sank slightly.
Fang Zhuxi majored in the second element of Jinshui. Although his strength is good, his aura is cold and sharp, and he is indomitable. It is not a force he is familiar with.
What's more, the person who came to see him was already in his thirties, with a short beard under his chin, and a dark robe, looking calm and steady, which was not the style that guy usually appeared on stage.
The range suddenly became very vague and difficult to check. Accustomed to easily confirming each other's identity in each world, Su Shi felt inexplicably uneasy, and turned back to look at him with his sleeves pulled back.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Fang Zhuxi fell to the ground and walked towards him quickly, his tone showed a little reproach, and then he continued to speak softly.
"The things in the sect are never short of you. If you want anything, just ask you to take it. Why make such a big fuss?"
Fang Zhuxi followed the head of the sect in the early years, and now he is in charge of Chixiao Peak, and also manages the internal affairs of the sect. He has an upright personality, and he treats his juniors with strictness on the surface, but he has a brotherly demeanor on the inside.
Shu Mo was much younger than them, and he was taken up to the mountain since he was a child, and several senior brothers were pampering him. The master was busy with cultivation, Fang Zhuxi almost brought him up single-handedly, and took care of this brother and father from time to time.
The master was injured and went into seclusion. He heard that Shu Mo was causing trouble outside the treasure house. When he came, he was still angry, but when he saw the younger brother folded his sleeves and became independent, his eyes seemed to be lost, and his heart suddenly softened.
The younger brother always only wears plain white, they all know it. I suddenly dressed so beautifully today, maybe I just wanted to go down the mountain to go home to see my family, or maybe I came to the treasure house at the beginning of love, and I probably wanted to pick something to make my family or girls happy.
He came all the way happily, but was stopped by a third-generation disciple at the door and recklessly contradicted him. The little junior was pampered and brought up since he was a child, so I'm afraid he hasn't suffered such grievances.
Shu Mo usually doesn't like to talk, and when he gets along with people he knows well, he has long been used to saying a word and turning thousands of thoughts in his heart. Before Su Shi could answer, Fang Zhuxi had already made up the whole story in his mind.
Putting the sword back into its sheath, Fang Zhuxi walked over quickly, his tone softened: "What's the matter, are you going down the mountain today?"
Chun Junfeng was upright and awe-inspiring, so demons would naturally not stay in such a place. Su Shi blinked, thought for a while and nodded slightly: "Go out for a while."
"You've been on the mountain for a long time, and it's common to miss your family. It's okay to go out and have a look."
The conjecture was mostly confirmed, Fang Zhuxi nodded, and saw that the inner disciple didn't suffer any real injuries, but was so frightened that his breath turned pale, and it was hard to avoid feeling in his heart that these disciples were making a fuss out of a molehill, and his face sank slightly Come down: "How big is the matter, and it's as big as killing people?"
The momentum just now was clearly about to kill someone. The disciples looked awkward, but they didn't dare to speak back. They just lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes repeatedly.
Only the suzerain and Fang Zhuxi carry the tokens in the sect. It's not that Shu Mo has no authority, but because he has never been interested in Tiancaidibao, he didn't ask for the tokens at the beginning.
Fang Zhuxi raised his hand and turned it over, and handed over the token: "You are responsible for guarding the treasure house, and you are doing your duty, that's all for today. This is the token, and you don't have to stop Master Shu Mo when you come here in the future Here, open the door."
Ren Yi could hardly stand still, he was pushed away by the other disciples and retreated to the side. One of them raised his hand to press the seal, and with a surge of spiritual power, the door of the treasure house was slowly opened.
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Originally, he had already planned that as long as someone came to stop him, he would draw his sword and make a huge disturbance for the whole sect to know, but the current development is obviously beyond expectations.
Su Shi was in a complicated mood, standing where he was, trying to hold back a more rebellious reaction.
Seeing that Fang Zhuxi just stood there and didn't go in, he only thought that he was beaten by him, and he is still suffocated until now. He couldn't help chuckling dumbly, and almost used the patience and gentleness he treated his own juniors: "Junior Brother, what's the matter, don't you want to go in?"
"Suddenly lost interest."
Su Shi held back for a while, then answered in a cold voice, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
After only walking a few steps, Fang Zhuxi dragged his arm, raised his hand and took a picture of his back: "What a high-cultivated person, he still plays childish temper, isn't he afraid to make his disciples laugh at him? Senior brother will accompany you in, don't get angry gone."
He used the method of sound transmission, but outsiders couldn't hear him. Before Su Shi could react, he was half-forced by Fang Zhuxi and dragged towards the treasure house.
He didn't even give him a chance to refuse.
The Weiyang Sect has been developing for thousands of years, and has many treasures. Except for a few Zhenzong treasures, the rest are hidden in this treasure house.
Su Shi led to the door, his eyes swept over Ren Yi thoughtfully.
Even if his coercion is indeed a bit intimidating, he shouldn't be scared like this. He insists on preventing himself from entering the door. Maybe it's not just because of fulfilling his duties, but there are other more important reasons.
Sure enough, as expected, when the two people walked through the door, Ren Yi suddenly gritted his teeth and attacked the two of them with a sword.
One can tell at a glance that what he is holding in his hand is the Chengying Sword, the most precious treasure of the sect. Chengying has been hiding in the inner room of the sect leader all year round, absorbing the spiritual power that escapes from the sect master's cultivation day and night. Issue a powerful move far beyond itself.
The head of the sect has reached the tenth floor of Transcendence Tribulation, only to cross the gap between immortals and mortals, and his spiritual power has almost turned into immortal power. Under the long-term influence of this force, even the two of them might suffer some hardships.
Su Shi had been paying attention to him all the time, and resolutely blocked Fang Zhuxi beside him with his backhand. Chun Jun came out of the sheath with spiritual power, but was still knocked back several steps by the force attached to Cheng Ying, with a sweet taste in his throat , He choked out a mouthful of blood.
The gate of the treasure house was completely destroyed by this blow, and the gravel fell down, completely blocking the gate.
Fang Zhuxi supported his younger brother's slightly swaying body, strode forward in anger, and was about to grab the sword, but found that Ren Yi had fallen to the ground with a pale face and his eyes were still open , as if still stunned by his own death, but the light in his eyes has quickly dissipated.
Chengying Sword already has a sword spirit, and the sword body also carries a powerful force. If the user's strength is too far apart, it will only kill the user.
Ren Yi would rather take the risk of attacking the two of them than let them enter the treasure house. Fang Zhuxi groaned for a moment, his complexion suddenly sank, and his spiritual power shot out with a flick of his sleeves, blasting all the boulders apart, and quickly chased inside.
Su Shi had just stood still, and Fang Zhuxi's sound transmission had already fallen into his ears: "Can you still hold on? It is rumored that the demon has escaped into the Weiyang Sect, and it may be in this treasure house!"
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