In Jiang Zheliu's perception, he could not feel how fierce Wen Renye was.

In fact, he also felt that the other party had a good temper, and he belonged to the type who was easy to get along with.

"Xian, Xianzun..." The female cultivator of the Ten Thousand Gu Sect shuddered and swallowed hard, "You really didn't...haven't you been forced?"

Jiang Zheliu patiently explained two more sentences, but his expression seemed to be much calmer than before. He mistakenly thought that he used to be too cold, and he was fair and taciturn and did not often communicate with people, which made the other party so afraid.

However, these juniors of the right way are not afraid of him, but they are greedy for him one by one, their minds are full of strange thoughts, respect and admiration mixed with a trace of affectionate thoughts aroused by the heavenly spirit body, they are simply toads . Toads eat frogs, look ugly and play with flowers.

Jiang Zheliu came forward to explain, and there was a vicious big devil standing next to him. Even if these people were a little unbelievable, they had to thank them for leaving, say goodbye one by one, and each one had to confide affectionately about their right and wrong. Jiang Zheliu's gratitude and admiration, and the hints were said wave after wave, which made people very sleepy.

After the smaller sects had all withdrawn from the Danxin Guan, Zen Master Mingjing of Lanruo Temple stepped forward. He only recited a Buddha's name, and then handed a Buddha sign to Jiang Zheliu.

Mingjing's master, the former abbot of Lanruo Temple, once had a friendship with Jiang Zheliu to discuss Taoism in the rainy night, but the other party passed away under the calamity and passed away for more than three hundred years.

Jiang Zheliu once took care of Mingjing, and it can be regarded as watching him grow all the way. He took the spiritual lottery, rubbed it with his fingertips for a moment, and slowly read out the words above silently:

Qianqiu cold mountains and snow, not willing to go to Ye Ming.

Long candles chase after dusk, dreaming of two former alliances.

Before Jiang Zheliu could open his mouth, Mingjing said, "The little monk has been playing for the senior for a few days before he got this lottery."

He turned his head and glanced at Wen Renye next to the other party, then turned his gaze back, and said a little uneasy: "Senior has his own way of unraveling the signing, the monk does not dare to say much, just hope that senior take care."

Jiang Zheliu rubbed the spiritual lottery and said, "It's your job. I know it in my heart, you go."

Zen Master Mingjing bowed again, and immediately recited the Buddha's name, and left the view of Danxin.

Afterwards, the Tianji Pavilion and the Lingxiao faction, who came on their behalf by the elder protector, also said their goodbyes one by one. At this moment, the inside of the temple was completely clean. Only Jin Yujie stood silently not far away, and the old man standing behind him lifted the He patted his shoulder, and the young pavilion master of the unparalleled sword pavilion in golden clothes stepped forward nervously, bowed and saluted, "...Senior."

Before he finished saying "senior", he heard the old man coughing twice. Jin Yujie raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Renye beside her, and knelt down reluctantly.

He didn't have any grudges about the half of his teacher and the person he liked, not to mention Jiang Ziliu saved him more than once. But the thought of being in front of this demon made me a little **** off.

"Yujie came to confess to the senior." Jin Shao pavilion bowed his head, "Zhenjun Zhuque told me that that bastard... Venerable Wenren took you to the demon world, I was in a hurry, just thinking about how to get you back. ,talent…",

He and Liezhen had basically the same idea, but before he could post a post to Wen Renye, he realized that Jiang Zheliu was not taken to the Demon Realm, but was healed by Linglong Medical Sage.

As soon as the news came out, he was grabbed by the back of his neck by his father and came to apologize. His father scolded him all night last night. To say that he "made such a bad plan" is that his brain was kicked by a donkey, and Jiang Xianzun's reputation for thousands of years has been tarnished by him. Now even if Immortal Venerable has nothing to do with the demon, I am afraid that the cultivation world will have to force them to have a relationship.

Jin Yujie has a father to take care of. At this moment, Lin Er is kneeling in front of Jiang Ziliu. Although he said an apology, his mind is all about the eyes of his predecessors. .

His father, Jin Changming, ever since Jiang Zheliu brought him back from the Ming River, he regarded Senior Jiang as his reborn parents. With such an outrageous mind as Jin Yujie, he would never dare to talk to his father. said. In his father's eyes, this child is simply Jiang Zheliu's youngest son. To do such a thing to slander his reputation is disobedient and should be held accountable.

As soon as Jiang Zheliu heard the tone of his words, he guessed something. After listening to the other party, he opened his mouth and said, "Is it really wrong?"

Jin Yujie is like an eggplant beaten by frost: "Really, the younger generation is wrong."

Jiang Zheliu nodded and suddenly said, "Then what do you mean by letting me relax my gender conditions?"

When he suddenly said the sentence before, Jin Yujie's hair stood on end immediately, and the seeds were buzzing in his head. Not far away, Jin Changming, who is old and living, was also stunned for a moment, and then he tapped the cane in his hand, and immediately stepped forward and grabbed the back collar of this bastard.

"What did you tell Jiang Xianzun?!"

Jin Changming didn't intend to speak out, and let this **** express his sincerity in front of Jiang Xianzun, but when he heard this, it was okay. Jiang Zheliu watched the **** grow up. What's the difference between having a thief's heart and wanting to sleep with his adoptive father? It's just downright disrespectful.

"Xianzun taught you for nothing." Jin Changming was so angry that his beard lost several roots, "I'll kill you directly, how can you make me grow up like this! My reputation is ruined by you. In the hands of this little bastard!"

Just when Jin Changming was about to beat him, Jiang Zheliu, who was beside him, coughed lightly and said lightly, "So the pavilion master is also there."

Jin Changming immediately put his hand away, turned his head and looked at Jiang Ziliu carefully for a while, then turned his head to confirm the problem of the opponent's eyes with Ember Nian again, knowing that it was temporary before he was relieved. Then he held his hand and said in a complicated mood: "Zhe Liu, don't take this bastard's words to heart. He actually remembers the kindness you taught him and saved his life..."

Jin Changming knew that he didn't like others touching him, so he let go of his hand, took off the sword case from his back, and said, "I should have returned it earlier, but I'm afraid it will touch your sadness. , This time I know that you are recovering from your injury, and I think I am in a much better mood, so I dare to return your old sword."

Since Jiang Zheliu took over as the head of Ling Xiao, the only sword on his body is the Ling Xiao sword, which is hidden in the ice sheath, and the swords he used before were all sent to the Peerless Sword Pavilion for maintenance and collection. It is to wait until the next Sect Master Ling Xiao succeeds, and then return these preserved swords.

Wushuang Jiange is the largest sword-making sect in the world, and it is the most professional and reliable.

Jiang Zheliu reached out and touched it for a moment, then opened the sword box. There are three swords in it, each of which exudes a deep chill, and when it tentacles, it emits a crisp and cheerful vibration.

...It's just that he can't lift the sword anymore, not like he used to be. Getting these old things now is nothing but sentimental.

Jiang Zheliu reached out and touched it for a moment before sighing softly and said, "There is Pavilion Master Laojin, but these things are useless to me..."

He wanted to say that it was useless, but before he could finish his words, he was cut off by the voice of the little devil beside him.

"Thank you."

Wen Renye neatly brought the sword box back from Jin Changming's hand, closed the wooden box and put it in the storage ring, tilted his head and said to him, "I'll keep it for you, it's so heavy, your hands will be sore after holding it for a while. ."

Jiang Zheliu: "…"

Look, this is the person who said he was squeamish, and everyone commented on it.

Jin Changming glanced at the Demon Venerable beside him, and with his old-fashioned eyes, he could see more things than these juniors. In his eyes, Wen Renye's attitude towards Jiang Zheliu is obviously very different. At least temporarily, Jiang Xianzun should have no signs of being coerced, let alone being coerced.

He turned his eyes and glanced at his incompetent son again. He sighed and said: "I am old, but my realm is still unchanged, and I have no hope of immortality. Among the people in the world of self-cultivation, either the heart is more than compassionate, and the killing Being decisive is not enough, just like Zen Master Mingjing, or you have talent without vision, despicable selfishness without self-knowledge. Those who have vision and insight can take great responsibility...such as you, but this is the situation."

Jiang Zheliu said: "There is still the pavilion owner."

Jin Changming waved his hands again and again: "My calamity is high, and the day when the next thunder calamity comes, is the time when my soul returns to heaven and earth.

He is not the only one who is helpless.

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Even if the fire in my heart is always boiling, it should condense into ice for thousands of years."

Qianqiu cold mountains and snow, not willing to go to Ye Ming. Jiang Zheliu silently touched the handwriting on the sign.

Jin Changming sighed: "Your name is Liu, and it should last longer than the spring day. But the thousand autumns have passed, but you have tasted the heavy snow in the night."

The master of the golden pavilion once met Jiang Zheliu's master Zhu Wenyuan, and in terms of age, he was also a little older than Jiang Zheliu. It's just that he is unable to overcome the calamity. In the past two hundred years, due to the stagnation of his realm, he gradually revealed his old age caused by various factors.

The two talked for a while, when Jin Changming saw that his response was a little slower, and found that the other party was a little tired, so he pulled Jin Yujie away.

After everyone was gone, Yu Jinnian asked Wen Renye while writing the prescription: "I told you to come out, why did you bring him? It's because the pavilion master Jin is here, or that Jin Yujie can be so good. ?"

Jiang Zheliu glanced at him and said, "If I don't come and they don't leave, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Ember Nian curled his lips and smiled, "Who is your lord, can you suffer? This group of people together is not enough for him to fight, and besides... the heart of the healer's parents, I will also teach this group a lesson. children's."

...do the parents of doctors use their hearts like this?

"Okay, okay, you..." In the middle of Yu Jinian's words, he suddenly paused, he stood up and felt it carefully, looked at Jiang Ziliu, then walked over and walked around him, "Tsk. , on you..."

As he spoke, he approached, and when he lowered his head, the tip of his nose was about to touch the other's shoulder, and then he was ruthlessly pushed away by the claws of a great demon.

Ember Nian didn't care, but stared at Jiang Zheliu for a long time, and patted Wen Renye's shoulder in schadenfreude: "I don't know whether to congratulate you first or sympathize with you first... The combination of the heavenly spirit body and the resurrection stone, I am a pure human race, but my sense of smell is a little sharper than ordinary people, and I can clearly feel it... If this is a demon..."

When he said this, he remembered that Wen Renye was a complete demon, and schadenfreude turned into surprise, and said with great admiration, "You can't stand it."

Wen Renye looked at him blankly: "If I can't help it?"

Yu Jinnian looked over with a smile, relying on his identity as a doctor, every word was very rampant: "Of course, Senior Jiang castrated you."

Wen Renye was not angry, but turned his eyes to Jiang Ziliu subconsciously. Since he put the resurrection stone on him last night, the breath of the other party has become more obvious. The demons are better. For the demons, this is probably similar to the temptation of eating immortality. It is full of sweetness. the taste of.

Jiang Zheliu listened to the two of them and said thoughtfully: "Xiaoyu, the book you gave me said that the male things of all races..."

Before he could finish speaking, the opposite Ember Year immediately coughed violently, preventing his bland tone and indescribable content.

Wen Renye didn't know what books he read to Jiang Zheliu. If this big devil knew that he read these books to the pure and clean Jiang Xianzun, he would have to chop him up with his backhand. The library of his house may not be spared.

A few days ago, when Jiang Zheliu's eyes were fine, he had given the other party a few private books, one of which was to popularize knowledge, that is, the difference between the masculinity and the way of **** of various races, belonging to the knowledge granted by stories. Popular science books.

For example, Suzaku Zhenjun's prototype Suzaku bird, they were originally bred by mating. The carp spirits in the pond are bred in vitro. As for the half-demon, half-demon, Changgan, there are two snake monsters, all of them are thorns, and they have a strange shape, similar to the shape of a cactus. And the demons...

The one from the Demon Race... It seems to be different because of the specific race and body. Like Wen Renye, a great demon with blood armor and bone spurs on its body, it is actually difficult to estimate what that thing looks like. And it's not exactly his prototype. I heard that among the demons, there is a desire for food. Demons are very advantageous in that indescribable thing...

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Ziliu thinks of the "knowledge" newly acquired a few days ago because of their jokes.

It's just that he really regarded it as knowledge, and the Year of Ember was obviously not so confident.

He was so secretive, how could Wen Renye not hear him, he frowned and asked, "What book?"

"Uh..." Jiang Zheliu could naturally feel that Ember Year didn't want Wen Renye to know about the meager pleasure of protecting his own foundation, so he rarely disobeyed his heart, "It's not a good book."

"What is your name?"

"Call..." Jiang Zheliu thought for a while, ""One Hundred and Eight Ways to Make the Little Demon King Not Jealous"."

Wen Renye: "...I look like it's so easy to deceive?"

"No." Jiang Zheliu was sincere and smiled softly, "But you don't seem to be embarrassing me."

Wen Renye: "…"

What's going on with this person is obviously concealing, but every word will make him helpless.