After a while, Xiu Qi asked gossiping again, "Then...Little Uncle Master, are you going to... be vulgar?"

Wanshi was a little puzzled: "Return to secular? Why do you want to return to secular?"

Xiu Qi's eyes suddenly became subtle.

There is condemnation in the subtlety.

Xiu Qi: Little Master, how can you not return to the vulgar?

Although Master Xiu Qi shook his words, he still insisted on expressing his meaning very strongly.

——You have a leg with a girl, and the girl likes you so much, so you don't even plan to go back. Little Master, why are you such an irresponsible Little Master?

"I don't like it, we are friends!" Wan Shi retorted.

But don't look at Xiu Qi squatting, squatting and irritating, it is not much more than a normal person.

"Oh, I know... I understand. I don't want to...repay the...vulgarity for the girl, just a friend."

He didn't believe it, he was just a friend.

He and Xiao Shishu are also friends, and they are also Shishu nephew.

That girl, can jump up and hang on the young uncle, the young uncle still doesn't dislike it.

Can you change him?

Oh, as for you to ask him, why is he still so caring about Xiao Shishu...

Hehehe, the other little girl next to that girl is very cute.

Xiu Qilue turned his head in a somewhat wretched manner, showing a foolish smile.

He wants to be friends with her.

*

Huguo Temple.

Smoke rises from the incense burner, lining the entire room with clouds and mist, deep in Zen.

Muyu sounded twice and tapped slowly. Do not rush or slow down, the interval between each percussion sound is very even and very regular.

If you say knocking on wooden fish, it can actually show a person's cultivation.

Only when the mind is calm to the extreme can you have the foundation, maintain the usual rules, and even the sound that comes out is exactly the same.

And the person who knocked on the wooden fish was indeed the holy monk of Dezhen.

"Sure enough," the holy monk Dezhen said to himself.

Sure enough, they met.

Sure enough, as long as his little disciple was released, the natural demon seed could be drawn out.

That silly boy really thought that every little secret he had on the fifteenth night of the first day of the new year could be kept from him as a master.

But, in fact, how is it possible?

He is the noble monk, and if he can't grasp what happened under his eyelids... Isn't the name of this holy monk trying to get fame?

In the final analysis, it was just because of other plans.

His cultivation has reached a bottleneck.

What does it mean to reach the bottleneck?

It means that there is still a dead time. Human cultivators, as long as they don't become immortals and ascend to the upper realm, they will die sooner or later. Even if he is a holy monk of the human race, his life span is only a few hundred years.

Hundreds of years, a flick of a finger.

He is now more than five hundred years old, that is to say, hiding for decades, as few as a few years, may pass away at any time.

People, the longer they live and the longer they stay in high positions, the less they don’t want to die.

Not to mention, his cultivation has reached the top of the human race, only one step forward is the way to the sky!

In such a position, who is willing to pass away?

To make a breakthrough, you need a strong opponent.

How strong is it?

It was even more powerful than the current Lord of the Demon Race!

The current Demon Lord Chiyu, the Demon Pill of the Earth Demon, at best allowed him to make progress in his cultivation, which would last for decades. But Akabane had long been scheming, and it was not easy to get his magic pill.

He is different from other previous demon masters.

This demon has no ambitions, and at the same time it is not easily provoked.

Not coming to cause troubles from the human race, nor because of the provocation of the human race, but like the previous demon masters like the previous demon masters, they will come to the door to die.

Therefore, he is the one who sits most securely in the position of the devil.

Dezhen holy monk originally thought that he could only admit his fate.

Unexpectedly, the sky is endless, and finally gave him a way of life, the devil seed from the sky...

Didn't it just give him a way out?

The fifteen-year-old Earth Demon was only one step away from the Heaven Demon.

After she becomes a demon, if she can take out her magic pill...

Not only can he be the human race, get rid of the great troubles of the natural demon species, but also help him to log into the fairy gate.

Simply kill two birds with one stone!

Of course, the Dezhen holy monk does not think that his trip is despicable.

After all, everyone is born with a magic seed, and everyone has it!

Even if it wasn't him, changing to be the elder of any other sect, didn't you see how jealous they were with the natural demon seed?

He is just setting up the game to remove the magic seeds, so that the process of removing the natural magic seeds will be smoother!

For the common people of the world, for the future of the human race, even if some of the means are not fair enough, it is understandable.

Isn't it?

His little disciple went down the mountain to experience for three years. These three years have been enough for the little disciple to become more familiar with the natural demon seed, and enough for the natural demon seed to trust his little disciple.

Similarly, it is enough for him to plan the layout.

Then...start first, and completely push the natural demon seed to the opposite of the human race.

The fear and hatred of the Human Race towards the natural demon species is not enough, far from enough.

*

Ever since Fanxing took her sister on the road, Wan Shi has wrapped her bald head tightly with a turban.

He didn't like others to point and point, and in an obscene and frivolous tone, he speculated about the relationship between their two little bald **** and the pretty girl.

At the same time, there is a trace of secret shame. When I walk with Fanxing, I don't want to be known. I am a bald donkey.

To be honest, Fanxing's body, just like what he imagined, was naughty and lawless.

But no matter how bearish she was, she was also measured.

Never take the initiative to cause trouble, and do not be arrogant and domineering.

Even if it is the demons, it makes people unpleasant.

Wan Shi squeezed the corner of his clothes and watched the group of young sect disciples who had just come out of the restaurant with their front and back feet, and were now looking for a chat with Fanxing.

Some took a deep look at their backs unhappily, and they didn't know which disciple came from the small sect, and they would not converge a little when going out to practice. Didn't their master teach you that you should be alert to strangers when you go out?

When you meet a pretty girl, just start a conversation, so how can you put a little thought into practice?

The little holy monk knew that he was unhappy, but he couldn't find anything to say.

After all, he is just a good friend.

Looking to the side, his nephew Xiu Qi was trying to talk to Han Yue, but he didn't notice the entanglement of his little uncle...

Well, I'm more worried.

The little holy monk is just a little jealous right now, jealous of others robbing him of good friends. Haven't realized yet, what that good friend...in his heart actually means.

He lacks an opportunity.

A chance to truly understand what the love between men and women is.

"Senior Sister Fanxing, I am a disciple of the Qianji Sect. I don't know which school Sister Fanxing belongs to?"

Oh, Qianjimen, it really is a little sect. Wan Shi was indignant.