Ren Yi fell dead, but the Shadow Bearing Sword was still in his hand.
The disciples had already been scared out of their wits and fled in all directions. With a thought, Su Shi tucked the sword into his sleeve, and then quickly chased after him.
The two entered the treasure house cabinet, and saw a figure at a glance.
The smoke and dust filled the air, but one could tell that it was a lean young man. The young man looked flustered, stuffed something into his arms in a hurry, turned around and ran away, but was stopped by Fang Zhuxi's hand.
The sword had almost hit the head, but the young man suddenly knelt down and shouted hoarsely: "Senior brother, keep your hands, it's me!"
"Wen Hong?"
Seeing his face clearly, Fang Zhuxi frowned and put away his sword, but he already understood most of it in his heart.
The master was injured and retreated, and Di Wenhong couldn't get a token to enter the treasure house. He must have instructed the young disciple to stand guard outside the door and sneak in by himself.
Although Di Wenhong is the parent and son of the head of the sect, but because of his low cultivation level, he was not ranked first, and only ranked at the bottom of the second generation of disciples. The laws of the Weiyang Clan are strict, and it is a capital offense to let the second-generation disciples into the treasury without authorization. No wonder Ren Yi will obstruct it in every possible way, even risking his life to attack the two of them, and delay their entry into the treasury.
This treasure house is usually very deserted, and usually no one would come here once in half a year, but today Shu Mo bumped into it by accident, and I don't know if it was man-made or God's will.
"Brother, please forgive me, I, I just lost my head for a while, and I just wanted to go into the treasure house to have a look, and I will never dare again!"
Di Wenhong fell to his knees with a thump, begging for forgiveness while apologizing, and his expression was even more flustered.
Seeing his panicked reaction, Fang Zhuxi remained silent, but his heart became more and more suspicious.
The son of the head of the sect has always been stubborn and difficult to become a master. If you just want to steal something and sell it, you can find someone to guard the door. But the young disciple outside the door was still holding the Zongmen's most precious Chengying Sword in his hand, so he must be doing something extremely shameful inside.
With a thought, he raised his hand and turned it over, and a spirit stone appeared in his palm.
Lingshi is extremely sensitive to the breath of demons, and it will turn red and hot when touched, which is the most commonly used method to test demons.
Di Wenhong used Shu Mo as a cauldron in exchange for the magic power from the evil spirits. After several days of practice, he had already developed a devilish energy, but he was still unable to hide it. That's why he hid in the treasury, and specially asked Ren Yi to hold the Chengying sword to guard the door of the vault, and no one was allowed to let it in.
Seeing that he took out the spirit stone, Di Wenhong's eyes suddenly showed panic, and he was almost ready to make up his mind to run away, but the devilish energy around him was suddenly swept away, and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing that the spirit stone was still quietly exuding white light, Di Wenhong suddenly felt rejoicing for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and when he looked up, he met Shu Mo's calm and calm gaze.
Su Shi had injuries on his body, so he came a little slower, and as soon as he stood still, he immediately noticed the faint magic energy radiating around him.
After leaving the last world, an additional [purification] subsidiary ability was added to his spiritual power attribute out of thin air, and he became particularly sensitive to this kind of demonic aura, and it was obvious at a glance that Di Wenhong was Practice magic skills.
I was almost turning gray in order to get rid of the evil spirits, and there were still people dangling in front of me with devilish energy. Su Shi's anger rose from his heart, and with a wave of his sleeves, all the devilish energy around him entered his body several times.
Di Wenhong only thought that the evil spirit had taken Shu Mo away, and came here to rescue him specially. He was both happy and fortunate, seeing that Fang Zhuxi was still concentrating on detecting the evil energy, he quickly winked at Shu Mo desperately, beckoning him to help him quickly Solve the deadly hidden danger of Fang Zhuxi.
"Host, host, act quickly, you will become a bad person!"
With great difficulty, the system got out of the small dark room, temporarily sheltered in the Chunjun sword, fanned the flames excitedly, and urged him to quickly attack Fang Zhuxi.
The blade of the sword couldn't help shaking slightly, urging him eagerly, Su Shi raised his hand and pressed the hilt, his gaze sank slightly.
Always wandering between the world and the mission, most of the characters he accepts are bitter and bitter, many are mean and hostile to him, but few are willing to treat him well.
The original owner was brought up the mountain since he was a child, and the head of the sect often retreated, almost single-handedly brought up by Fang Zhuxi. Fang Zhuxi has always treated him like a junior and pampered him. Even in the end, he still refused to believe that he was taken away by evil spirits, and even was designed to kill him unfortunately.
This kind of person, he doesn't want to do it.
But the task must be completed, even before the replacement villain arrived, he still failed to grab the pot, and he couldn't just call the whole section down.
This sword must be drawn, but it must also be well measured. Even though the demon is powerful, Shu Mo's consciousness is constantly resisting. As a villain with a fine score, he has to act out both a smart score and a villain.
The sword energy suddenly became fierce behind him, and the strong sense of crisis caused Fang Zhuxi to dodge instinctively. The sword light brushed across his arm, leaving a light blood mark, but accidentally knocked down the spirit stone to the ground .
"Brother! You—"
Fang Zhuxi turned around in astonishment, but saw that Shu Mo's exquisite face suddenly showed unbearable pain, and his usual cold expression showed a little struggle, as if he was resisting his own movements.
The spirit stone fell down and happened to roll to Shu Mo's feet, and suddenly turned red and hot, obviously sensing a strong demon energy.
Seeing the situation in front of him, Di Wenhong suddenly came to his senses in astonishment, and his eyes almost showed ecstasy.
He made a deal with the evil spirit, guiding the evil spirit into Shu Mo's body in exchange for "Wuji Demon Art", but he was still unavoidably afraid. After all, the demon is moody and behaves strangely. Once he is angered, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to be kind.
Originally thought that since the evil spirit seized the body, it could at least occupy Shu Mo's body and hide for a while before revealing its flaws. But he didn't expect Shu Mo's own will to be so strong. The two fought each other, and neither could please.
The demon was seriously injured, and Shu Mo had already been taken away. If they could be wiped out together, no one would know his secrets, and no one would ever be compared with him...
A flash of light flashed in Di Wenhong's eyes, he got up and rushed over to pull Fang Zhuxi's sleeve: "Senior Brother Fang! Shu Mo must have been invaded by a demon, you must arrest him—"
"shut up!"
Fang Zhuxi yelled angrily, shook his sleeves and threw him away, hugged Su Shi's body, and poured a stream of pure spiritual power into it: "Junior brother, wake up!"
Su Shi's chest trembled after being hit by that spiritual power, and he vomited another mouthful of blood. He staggered and was supported by him, and looked up in disbelief.
He had the experience of being possessed by the God of Darkness, and the performance just now would definitely not be a problem. In order to be more realistic, he even purposely gathered the star points of magic energy collected from Di Wenhong's body, and poured them into the spirit stone.
From anyone's point of view, he must have been possessed by an evil spirit, and he was desperately resisting, struggling to slash the sword just now, and Di Wenhong's reaction was also very fast, accurately and decisively throwing the blame away on his own head.
The plot is complete and the characters are sufficient.
Where's the pot
Fang Zhuxi supported him steadily, his eyes were full of concern and anxiety, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his expression had returned to clarity.
Facing the incredible astonishment in those eyes, Fang Zhuxi confirmed his judgment more and more, took out a Yangyuan Pill and stuffed it into his palm, his tone was 30% warm and 70% concerned.
"It seems that your mind has been taken away by this kind of magic skill. It seems that your realm has indeed improved too fast, and even the foundation is not stable. When you come back from the mountain, go to retreat with Master, so as not to be born with demons at a young age!"
I'm about to have a demon. Su Shi sat cross-legged on the ground, watching Fang Zhuxi walk up to Di Wenhong angrily, raised his hand to take a book out of his arms, and held it firmly in his hand.
Di Wenhong's eyes turned red suddenly, and he rushed to grab it, but was held in place by Fang Zhuxi.
The book had no cover and no cover, and looked extremely simple and shabby. Fang Zhuxi held the book, but his tone calmed down: "Wen Hong, do you know what this is?"
After his cultivation level approached the upper level of Transcending Tribulation, his spiritual consciousness became more and more integrated into the Great Thousand World. Before he came here, he had already noticed that Di Wenhong was hiding something in his bosom. content.
The reason why the magic power was rejected by the righteous way is because it contains the soul-absorbing mind method, which can control others with magic energy. The junior brother was already injured, so he must have been careless just now, and almost let Di Wenhong, who has practiced magic skills, control him to attack him.
After successfully sorting out the key points, Fang Zhuxi's eyes became more and more cold.
The strength of the two is very different, Di Wenhong woke up, kneeling on the ground, his eyes were ashen.
Fang Zhuxi's palm surged with spiritual power, instantly shattered the book into pieces, and put the spar into his sleeve: "How dare you disobey the sect's prohibition order to practice magic skills, you must have demon energy in your body, and I won't test you. From now on, you should think about your mistakes at your residence, and wait for the master to leave the customs before making a decision."
"Senior Brother Fang! Even if I have practiced the devil art, the time is still short, and even if I have devil energy, it is only a tiny bit!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, Di Wenhong suddenly woke up, scrambled and rushed towards him, and grabbed his sleeve: "Shu Mo's strength is much higher than mine, how can I frighten him with my meager strength!"
What he said was indeed reasonable, Fang Zhuxi stood still and turned around, his eyes fell on him.
Di Wenhong's eyes were faintly bright, and he took two steps on his knees, but Fang Zhuxi seemed to wake up suddenly, his eyes darkened, he grabbed Di Wenhong by the collar, and flew out of the treasure house .
"Junior brother, I am afraid that he alone does not have such strength. If it is really an evil spirit who takes him away, I am afraid that it will cause a catastrophe. I will seal him in the cliff of sacrifice first, and leave it to the master to decide. You can heal your injuries yourself. Remember to close the door!"
…
Su Shi opened his eyes and watched Di Wenhong struggling and being carried away, and suddenly felt that he was one step closer to the demon.
It must be Fang Zhuxi's problem.
He can't just sit back and wait, he has to continue to cause trouble.
Su Shi took a deep breath, stood up, and cruelly searched all the treasures in the treasure house, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
After leaving the treasure house, he didn't go back to Chunjun Mountain either. After pondering for a while with the treasures of heaven and earth in his sleeves, he went straight to the master's closed room to guard his sword.
The head of the sect, Di Haosi, was injured in the previous battle against the demons. Now is the critical moment of healing. As long as he disturbs the other party's mind in the past, Di Haosi's injury can be aggravated, and even repaired. Because there will be some instability.
Getting into trouble once is not enough, just get into a few more times. Once the time comes, once the crimes are counted, even if one of them is not enough to steal the blame, it will always be enough to make him doomed forever.
Tong'er, who is in charge of the inner chamber, all recognize him. The so-called inner disciples have the right to enter and exit the inner sect. This time, no one stopped him, and he was directly called in. Fruit snacks were sent in.
Shu Mo had already bigued, and although Su Shi still had some appetite, he didn't feel hungry. Naturally, he didn't bother to pay attention to dim sum, took a deep breath, walked to the door of the secret room, and raised his hand to put on the hilt of the sword.
He was brought into the sect at the age of ten, except that Shu Mo was the head of the sect to personally protect the Dharma when he reached a critical point in his cultivation, and he actually had no chance to see Di Haosi at ordinary times. In addition to his cold nature, he has almost no impression of others except those who have been in contact with him too often, leaving only a few adjectives such as "strict" and "serious", and even a specific image is not very clear.
As long as he opened the door and walked in, it was enough to scare the other party out of breath with a loud roar. Su Shi was still confident.
The Chunjun sword came out of its sheath with spiritual power, and slammed directly on the door, instantly smashing the door of the secret room engraved with the protective formation, and the aftermath even slammed into the room.
If someone heals in it, it will inevitably be affected and aroused, even if they don't do anything else, they will definitely feel better.
Su Shi was slightly relieved, and jumped in with a cold expression. Sure enough, seeing the old man inside suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest heaved violently for a long while, and then turned back with difficulty while supporting the ground, his eyes fell on him, showing a faint smile of relief.
"Shu Mo, thank you for coming in time and saving my teacher's life—this secret room is completely isolated from spiritual exploration, how did you know that I was in a hurry?"
…
Su Shi turned around and left, but his body was gently captured by the huge spiritual power, and he was pulled back to sit on the futon, with a piece of snack stuffed in his hand.
"Master has seen it all. You are angry with Wen Hong and feel wronged. Master knows."
After finishing speaking, the sect leader waved his sleeves to wipe away the blood, closed his eyes for a moment to calm down, and sighed softly as blood surged in his chest.
"Master was not sure at first, but now it seems that you went to the treasure house today not on a whim. When you saw Zhuxi rushing, but suddenly refused to go in at the door, it was clear that you had already noticed the scandal of Wen Hong inside. You have to save face for your teacher—it’s a pity that Zhuixi is pedantic and Wen Hong doesn’t know what’s good and what’s wrong. You try to protect him again and again, but instead he has sinister intentions and tries to frame you..."
Su Shi chewed his snacks, feeling more and more complicated.
"The same is true for Zhuxi. I actually asked you to close the door. The door has been destroyed by Chengying Sword. How can you close it?"
The headmaster sighed dumbly, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and motioned to his cuff: "Pour it out, you have always disliked these things the most, and you always said you were too heavy to panic. Just to send it back specially, let's go After such a long journey, don't you think it's in the way?"
Forget about Fang Zhuxi, but the headmaster also has a problem with his eyes.
Really can't figure out what's wrong with his acting skills, Su Shi couldn't help but raised his head to interrupt him: "Master, do you think the apprentice is the same as before?"
The head of the sect was slightly surprised, looked at him carefully for a while, and suddenly realized that he clapped his hands and smiled lightly: "Yes, yes, this dress is much prettier than before. Master forgot to praise you. You are dressed so beautifully today, but there is someone you like at the foot of the mountain." Is it a girl?"
…
When he left the secret room, Su Shi had already handed over his sleeves full of Tian Cai Di Treasure and Cheng Ying Sword, and his sleeve was inexplicably stuffed with snacks.
The old man behind him smiled, still pleading.
"Remember, if you're a girl, remember to send flowers. You can't learn from your brothers. People won't like giving sword books..."
Su Shi didn't look back, and fled out of the head's residence in a flash.
Finally realizing the value of the villain, Su Shi suddenly couldn't help but miss the dark employee strongly, and even made up his mind that if he was lucky enough to cooperate next time, he must give the other party something as well.
Seeing that he didn't even see the edge of the pot, he sent Di Wenhong to Sacrificial Cliff instead. Su Shi's heart became more and more anxious, and he stood still outside the door, a little blackness suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Su Shi was startled by this strange feeling, and quickly checked his control panel, only to find that there was a gray label of [Demon] in his status bar.
"It's a demon! Host, we can give birth to a demon, and let the demon help the host to do bad things!"
The system was extremely excited, regardless of where the demon came from, and happily dragged him to explain: "The demon is like a completely different secondary personality. If the host tries to motivate the demon, maybe there will be hope!"
Before he could figure out how he had a demon, Su Shi frowned, but he still didn't dissuade the enthusiasm of the system, and tried to click on it.
The next moment, his consciousness was shaken suddenly, and he was ejected into the subspace, and his body suddenly took steps on its own, striding down the mountain.
The matter of Zangbaoku and Di Wenhong was tightly sealed, but the news of his changing clothes had spread like a gust of wind throughout the Weiyang Sect.
All the way down the mountain, there were already many female disciples sneaking glances at him, and when he looked over, all of them ran away with blushing faces, but they all had bright and excited lights on their faces.
"Look, it's Master Shu Mo!"
"Uncle Shu Mo is really good-looking. I thought he was good-looking at first, but I didn't expect that he would look so amazing after changing clothes..."
"This suit is so pretty! Could it be given to him by some girl?"
"Impossible! I want to sleep with Uncle Shu Mo, how can I—"
The female disciples were chatting happily, and one of them was talking enthusiastically. When he looked up, his expression suddenly froze, and he took two steps back, the original excitement disappeared quietly: "Shu, Master Shu Mo..."
"You want to sleep with me?"
Qingling's voice was like spring water hitting a stone, her tone was slightly lowered, clearly a cold-hearted and cold-hearted, which was easily audible, but still exuded a soul-stirring and inexplicable temptation.
Shu Mo's arrogance is well-known in Weiyangzong, and his strength has already reached the peak. The girl's face suddenly became hot, she was ashamed and afraid, and she almost couldn't stand still: "Uncle, I am talking nonsense, I dare not , please forgive my uncle..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Shu Mo held her chin with the hilt of her sword, making her look up at him.
The girl was only eighteen or nineteen years old, a lively and bold age, and she didn't expect him to hear that sentence, she was just joking with her partner. The chin was raised by a cold and hard object, afraid of angering Shu Mo, he wiped her neck with a sword, naturally terrified, his eyes were filled with crystal clear water in a blink of an eye, and it flowed down in a blink.
As if she thought her tears were quite interesting, Shu Mo still looked at him with an indifferent arc on his lips.
The girl suddenly held her breath and stared at him blankly.
Those eyes are extremely beautiful, with jet-black pupils like splashed ink and stars, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, handsome and cold, but faintly different from the past. I don't know if it's the background of the clothes or the change of expression, it seems that he has suddenly broken free from some kind of shackles, exuding a faint unruly and arrogant evil spirit.
If it is said that Shu Mo is usually cool and elegant, and he has a good appearance again, at this moment, that bit of evil spirit suddenly pulls him from the clouds into the world of mortals, which makes people's heart thump, and their soul seems to be completely seduced by those eyes. Go, and even forget about your own situation for a moment.
The system was so happy that the screen was live broadcasting the provocative host, Su Shi was trapped in the subspace, his mood was extremely complicated, and he didn't even dare to look up to see what happened to him.
"Shu, Uncle Shu Mo, I—"
The girl's face was full of crimson, and she couldn't help speaking softly, but was interrupted softly.
"The strength is not high, but the courage is not small."
Shu Mo raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly leaned his body slightly. The tall figure approached her in an instant, but he didn't even touch her clothes at all.
The cold ink scent passed through her nose, causing the girl to tremble suddenly, she completely lost control over her body, and could no longer even utter a sound.
A chuckle sounded from Shu Mo's throat, he held down the blade of the sword, and the hilt moved down slightly to rest on her neck, his voice was infinitely softer.
"The way of cultivating immortals is nothing more than bliss. You look good, if your cultivation is seven or eight levels higher, and you come to me again, I may not necessarily refuse..."
After finishing speaking, he suddenly withdrew the pure jun in his hand, turned around without paying attention, and walked down the mountain.
It's just terrible.
Seeing that his aloof and arrogant personality was destroyed and turned into a merciless playboy, Su Shi was heartbroken, and almost rushed out of the subspace to regain his body, but was stopped by the system desperately.
"Host, host, your character design is too simple, you can't take the blame on yourself alone!"
Su Shi didn't realize that he was there, but when he heard the word "take the blame", a thick blackness suddenly appeared in the eyes of the demon. With one sleeve, he flipped two passing disciples by the side of the road several times, and suddenly he rose up with his sword and rushed straight down the mountain.
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