Peerless Immortal Surrounded by Demonic Disciples

Chapter 18

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Qin Jun's star fighting swordsmanship is indeed well practiced. He is not so ambitious, but really talented. Jiang Yinghe was very satisfied after just reading it once, and even pretended to be serious and taught him with a serious face, and advised his disciples to take steady steps one step at a time. In fact, he was happier than anyone else in his heart.

After coming to the realm of comprehension for more than a thousand years, he has been stunned and dazed at the beginning, but now he is as calm as water, and has rarely had such a sense of accomplishment... He was blocked by the system before from accepting apprentices, but only now has he discovered the benefits of raising apprentices .

It's kind of like a development game, and there's a special satisfaction in watching them get better and better.

It was just the matter of choosing a saber for Changye, which troubled Jiang Yinghe for a long time.

Jiang Yinghe flipped through the atlas of sword weapons again, but he still couldn't find the right one—Chang Ye was still a young man with not much strength, so he wasn't suitable for heavy long swords. If he could choose, a soft sword would be the best choice. Best for him.

Just when he was thinking about whether to ask someone to cast one for his little apprentice, there was a light knock on the door of Baihe Yuyu's Xuanmen, and then the door sounded, and a small head wearing a mask poked out from the crack of the door. Come out, looking in expectantly.

... so cute.

Chang Ye's indistinguishable juvenile beauty is too lethal to a single player like Jiang Yinghe who has no relationship experience. Jiang Yinghe put down the sword atlas in his hand, watched the little apprentice smile sweetly at him, and then ran in and approached him.

"Master." Chang Ye leaned over, quietly sniffed the cold fragrance on his body, and asked against his arm, "Did Senior Brother Li spend the night with Baihe Yuyu? Doesn't it mean that Master can't sleep with him?" Is it? I have already slept by myself, so why does senior brother need Master to accompany him when he is so much older than me?"

He complained a few words, looked at Jiang Yinghe with bright eyes, the silver spirit seal between his brows faintly glowed, and his tone was a little petty: "Master is not with Ye'er, nor can he be with Senior Brother Li."

Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment. He remembered that he fell asleep habitually when he warmed his meridians yesterday. When he got up early in the morning, he didn't see the big apprentice. He thought that the other party had already gone back to rest.

"He didn't go back?"

"Yes!" Chang Ye nodded seriously, "The Bise Chunjing where I live is facing Senior Brother Li's Fengxue Residence. I've been looking at it all night!"

Jiang Yinghe even made him laugh, and raised his hand to tap the little apprentice's head: "What are you doing staring at this, why can't you tolerate each other more than the other?"

people? It was your senior brother who had some physical problems yesterday. "

Although the name of Qingjing Cliff is Cliff, there are actually many peaks with different heights. Baihe Yuyu is in the center, surrounded by large and small fairy dwellings. Each cave is named by Jiang Yinghe himself when he came here to practice Taoism.

It's just that there are few servants here, and he has only three disciples, so there are still many unoccupied residences in Qingjingya.

Chang Ye asked him to knock it, and quickly stretched out his hand to rub his head, and muttered a few words in the boyish voice that hadn't changed: "Something's wrong with my body... Today I went to fight with Qin Jun at Fengdaoyujianya. Acting..."

His voice was too low, Jiang Yinghe didn't use his cultivation, so he couldn't hear clearly, he lowered his head and asked, "What?"

"Senior Brother Li and Brother Qin went to learn swordsmanship." Chang Ye said obediently, "I practiced for a while, and thought that Master only sleeps with Senior Brother and doesn't like Ye'er anymore, so I couldn't continue practicing, so I came to see Master."

He said it with confidence and calmness, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with pestering Jiang Yinghe every day at his age.

However, in Jiang Yinghe's impression, he was rescued from the ice of monsters. He was inexperienced, innocent, and helpless. It was normal for him to rely on his teacher a little bit.

"Why don't I like you." Jiang Yinghe comforted you first, and then said doubtfully, "But how do you feel that you have been raised as a girl? Or am I spoiling you too much, making you so delicate."

Just as he was reflecting on his own education method, a young and strange voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Disciple Lu Cheng, with the order of the head of the sect, came to pay a visit to Xianjun."

When Jiang Yinghe heard that he was sent by the brother in charge, he knew that he had something to discuss: "Come in."

A young man in cyan student clothes entered the Xuanmen, put a black communication token on the jade case, and saluted: "The headmaster said that more than a hundred years ago, Xianjun and Yan Zhenren went to a place to quell ghosts. , related to this matter."

Jiang Yinghe nodded slightly, watching the summoned disciple withdraw from the Taoist sect, completely oblivious to the frowning of the little disciple beside him.

It wasn't until after the disciple left Baihe Yuyu that Chang Ye stretched out his hand and pressed the mask vainly, and the terrifying sense of territory slowly dissipated. He couldn't help but cling a little closer to Jiang Yinghe, belatedly realizing that he was too sensitive just now.

It was just to guard against those two evil cultivators with ulterior motives. How did it evolve to the point where even Penglai's own disciple approached Jiang Yinghe, and he felt that he offended his leader

area? Chang Ye moved his gaze to look at the master's graceful profile, and for a moment he could hardly understand his emotions.

He suddenly thought of those two people killed in Hehuan Sect, and thought of the dirty words in those two mouths. Once he had the slightest association with the image of "others defiled the master", Chang Ye felt like a bloodthirsty fire was burning in his chest.

He moved closer, and was soothed by the faint and slightly cold fragrance from Jiang Yinghe's body.

-what happened? Could it be that after being frozen for so long, is he still interested in the body of a Daoist monk

Chang Ye propped up his chin, pulled out a thread in his chaotic mind, and after a long time he managed to sort it out... He was not interested in Jiang Yinghe's Dao Body, but he was...

Changye faced this face that was so glamorous and murderous all over the world. He didn't know why he started to be indescribable in his mind. He didn't notice that his master had checked the communication order. When the indescribableness slowly escalated, he heard that Jiang Yingheqing was lowering his voice. soft words.

"Yunzhou has just recuperated and the earth's atmosphere has eased, and ghost cultivators are visiting the city again, and a hundred ghosts are walking at night. Since the ghost cultivators are gathered together, we should also take precautions."

Changye was interrupted for a moment, blinked his eyes, and responded, "Yes."

"Go back to practice well, this time I will take you with me... eh? Why are your ears so red?"

Chang Ye stretched out his hands to cover his ears, he didn't expect the temperature to be so high, he got stuck, and then said: "Master, it's too hot here."

hot? Jiang Yinghe glanced around subconsciously.

The cold jade wall of Baihe Yuyu stubbornly exudes a cool breath under the evaluation of the word "hot"...

——

The communication order included not only the affairs of Yunzhou City this time, but also the deployment of Penglai faction and many righteous people. These were not things that Transsion could explain gradually, so Zhou Zhengping sent a communication order.

In addition to the communication order, the Penglai faction also held a rare face-to-face meeting.

Zhou Zhengping, the head of Penglai, Yan Caiwei, the real person of Changning, and real person Qingyan... and Jiang Yinghe, the most talented and highest-level teacher among their teachers.

Zhou Zhengping stroked his whisk, and explained to several people: "Hundred ghosts walking at night will inevitably hurt the people of the world. Not only me, other orthodox sects have also started to deal with this matter."

Yun Buxiu spoke bluntly, and asked directly: "What's the matter with this Yunzhou? On the boundary of my East Continent, this place is not considered to be very dark, but why does it always happen here?"

Zhou Zhengping had already pinched the deduction for a few days, and still

Having no idea, he sighed and said, "I don't know the reason, but I can't turn a blind eye to it. There should be Buddhist practitioners in Lanruo Temple to speculate on cause and effect. When you meet, you can ask Zen Master Huijing."

He said this to Jiang Yinghe. Among his junior brothers and sisters, only Jiang was the most stable one.

Jiang Yinghe nodded, and said: "Penglai disciples are taught by teachers and loved by relatives and friends. Compared with ghost cultivators who grow wantonly, they are still a bit like flowers in a greenhouse. I think this time, you can..."

Before he finished his words, the hearts of the three people beside him trembled inexplicably, and they had a bad feeling.

"Junior brother Jiang..." Yan Caiwei, who was dressed in purple, swallowed, "You don't know... want to take your apprentice there?"

Jiang Yinghe replied seriously: "Other Penglai disciples, if they are willing, can also practice together and do one more thing for the common people."

Yan Caiwei recalled the few people under him, and frowned sadly: "It's not impossible."

Jiang Yinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with some displeasure: "Could it be that senior sister has any prejudice against them? You can tell me directly."

Yun Buxiu next to him hesitated to speak, and exchanged glances with Zhou Zhengping. The two of them remained silent for a while, and their eyes fell on Yan Caiwei.

Yan Caiwei sighed worryingly, and said: "I just think that the long night under your seat is fine. If Li Huanhan and Qin Jun appear, they have a body of a demon and a ghost, and I am afraid that they will be mistaken by other righteous disciples." If you recognize your identity, it will be bad if you fight."

Jiang Yinghe: "..."

"Especially Qin Jun, he was attacked by thousands of ghosts when he was young, and he is still weak and haunted by ghosts. I am afraid that even the Nascent Soul has been mixed with impurities." Yan Caiwei raised her eyes with a very sad expression, "Qin Jun's temper... Um… "

Yan Caiwei stopped speaking, and did not add anything for a long time, but Yun Chuanxiu added something quietly.

"... If you make him anxious, he will kill more people than ghosts."

Jiang Yinghe: "...it's not too bad, isn't it?"

In his heart, Jun'er, who even asked himself to keep the precious teacups, is not as terrible as they say, at most, he is quick and assertive.

Jiang Yinghe replied with a lack of confidence, seeing the eyes of the three people come together and stop on him. Junior Brother Xiaoyun even felt some unpleasant intuition, and held back for a long time before saying: "Because your apprentice treats you differently, they are simply...Penglai is famous for double standards!"

Jiang Yinghe looked at him blankly: "... double standards?"