At The Beginning, The Holy Land Master Is The Uncle, And The Empress Is A Disciple And A Slave.

Gu Liangyuan stayed within the clouds and saw Jun Aozhi's performance with a smirk on his lips.

My dear disciple, you will definitely be very happy when you know the truth.

Then Gu Liangyuan thought of the five supreme elders, plus the rhyming madman who had not yet confiscated them. He had five great descendants, and each of them happened to have a guardian.

With the cultivation of the five elders in the Void Refining Realm, it is enough to protect them to the point of becoming gods.

It’s just that the improvement of my own strength needs to be accelerated.

Gu Liangyuan believed that after he transformed into a god, he would be able to kill enemies easily by relying on his various methods. Even if he doesn't use the pseudo-immortal attack, he will definitely be able to escape easily when combined.

"Well, it's also a pain to improve your strength too quickly. After you transform into a god, the guardian's cultivation will not be able to keep up."

"Right now, I only have five trump cards in my hand: Fa Tian Xiang Di, Zi Wu Sword Formation, Pseudo Immortal Strike, Nine Killing Sword, and the upcoming Mahayana experience card. It's too unstable."

"It seems that the road to becoming a disciple is long and arduous."

Gu Liangyuan's forgetfulness has been understood to the highest level, and he can do whatever he wants without going beyond the rules.

He fully understands his true nature, and he knows that he also has a desire for expression in his heart, which is commonly known as pretense.

At the same time, he is cautious in his heart.

Therefore, what he understood as stability was not just a means of preserving life.

But after being able to pretend to be in any situation, you can escape unscathed.

In this way, it can be called stable!

Qianqiu and the others below naturally didn't know the emotion in Gu Liangyuan's heart.

At this time, four people were sitting around, and Qianqiu was asking Mo Chen:

"Junior Brother Mo, what exactly is this demon?"

Mo Chen thought for a moment and then explained:

"There are thousands of races in the world. Legend has it that in ancient times, hundreds of races competed for hegemony."

"During the war, countless tribes were exterminated. In the end, only a few major races such as the demon race, the human race, the demon race, and the Shura race were left."

"After another great war, the human race dominated the world, and the monster race was a vassal. Some other races were driven to the edge of the continent where the environment was harsh to live."

"The demon race is the more powerful race among these races, and it is also one of the races that is least able to deal with the human race."

Qianqiu asked again: "Why don't you deal with the human race?"

Jun Aozhi also came to talk about sex at this time and explained:

"Because most demons don't practice etiquette and have no human ethics."

"It sounds like nothing, but let me tell you this."

"I heard about a demon couple. They were brother and sister, but also father and daughter."

"ah?"

Jun Aozhi's words made the three people's brains work rapidly.

Mo Chen raised his hand: "Stop talking, let me calm down."

"The son and his mother gave birth to a daughter, and then the son married the daughter?"

Jun Aozhi nodded: "Yes."

"It seems outrageous to us, but it is common among the demons."

"Forget it if it's just like this, but there are many kinds of demons, and they have the ability to attract people."

"If one is not well-prepared, he will fall into the devil's path and fall into the pursuit of endless desires."

"Of course, there are no absolutes in this world. There are also people with excellent character among the demon clan, but they are just very few."

Qianqiu nodded first, and then asked:

"Then what's going on with the Demon Cult?"

Jun Aozhi explained again:

"The people of the Demon Cult are still human beings at their core, and they still follow some etiquette. It's just that these people have the same beliefs as the Demon Clan. They all believe in the Twelve Demon Gods of the Demon Clan and pursue the ultimate power."

"Inevitably, some of their cultivation techniques are similar to those of the demons. To the extreme, they even have contact with the demons in private."

"These people also have a vague concept of good and evil. Although their reputation in the world of cultivation is not very good, they are both human beings, but they are not to the point of killing them all."

"It can only be said that people with different paths do not seek to meet each other."

Qianqiu smiled sweetly: "Thank you, junior brother, for clearing up the confusion."

Qianqiu's smile was like an epiphyllum blooming, extremely beautiful. It is no exaggeration to describe it as overwhelming the country and the city.

Even Song Xian'er, who was a woman, felt her heart beat slightly faster because of this.

But Jun Aozhi was unfazed.

Because in his heart, there is only Xiaohong.

As the four were talking, the flying boat had already sailed into the sphere of influence of the Southern Xuan Sect.

Just before landing at the gate of the Southern Xuan Sect, a middle-aged man in the late stage of foundation building hurried over to greet them.

When he saw that there were four people coming, a smile appeared on his face.

But when he came closer and noticed the cultivation level of the four people, the smile on his face gradually faded.

"It is not easy for the four Taoist friends to come here after a long journey."

"I have prepared a spiritual feast a long time ago, please follow me to the sect."

"After eating and drinking, you can go back."

At this time, Qianqiu and Song Xian'er both covered their faces with gauze, and their emotions could not be seen clearly.

Mo Chen looked calm and didn't care about it at all.

But Jun Aozhi, the young master, couldn't help himself after hearing what the Nanxuan Sect Master said:

"Old man, what do you mean by that? Do you look down on us?"

The Nanxuan Sect Master bowed his hands and begged for mercy:

"You four are disciples of the Holy Land, handsome and talented, how dare I look down on you four."

"It's just that the devil is very powerful, even I am not his opponent."

"That's why I asked for help from the Holy Land, and wanted to ask the Jindan disciples for help."

"With the four of you..."

Jun Aozhi jumped off the flying boat: "You are the leader of a sect, but you don't even have this common sense."

"Can the foundation building of our Holy Land be the same as your ordinary foundation building? . "

"Fighting against opponents of higher rank is a common occurrence, okay?"

"Oh?"

The eyes of the Nanxuan Sect Master lit up:

"Do you have the ability to fight against opponents of higher rank?"

Jun Aozhi straightened his chest and smiled slightly:

"No!"

The Nanxuan Sect Master: …………

Jun Aozhi changed the subject:

"But my two senior sisters do."

The Nanxuan Sect Master looked at Qianqiu and the other two and spoke tentatively:

"Such a genius must be someone who is not unknown in the Holy Land. May I ask who you two are?"

The two girls said in unison:

"My master Gu Liangyuan."

The Nanxuan Sect Master was shocked: "Is it Gu Liangyuan who entered the Nascent Soul stage in one day?"

The two girls nodded.

"Then I guess you must be Qianqiu, the founding disciple of Wangqing Peak, right?"

Qianqiu nodded again.

Upon hearing this, the leader of Nanxuan Sect was relieved and showed a warm smile on his face:

"So you are the prodigy of Wangqing Peak. I was shortsighted. The four of you, please follow me into the sect."

Jun Aozhi was very proud:

"Lead the way."

The leader of Nanxuan Sect hurried forward and was about to lead the way.

The moment the leader of Nanxuan Sect turned his head, Jun Aozhi's face changed!

He stretched out his hand and a big stick that could win people over with virtue appeared in his hand.

Mo Chen's eyes condensed, and the Canxue Sword hung in front of his chest.

Qianqiu raised his hand, and the Qiushui Sword was shining coldly!

Song Xian'er stepped on his right foot and moved with the sword.

The leader of Nanxuan Sect in front felt the murderous aura behind him.

Just as he was about to turn his head, he felt a sudden pain in the back of his head, which made him stagger.

Then, he felt a pain in his shoulder, and the Canxue Sword pierced into his shoulder.

Qianqiu and Song Xian'er arrived one after another, and put the long sword on the neck of the leader of Nanxuan Sect on the left and right.

"Tell me, what is your conspiracy in deceiving the disciples of the Holy Land to come here?"