I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

Out of anger, Yi Rong ignored the persuasion of the Taotie House disciples, and Yu Jian went to the witch medicine hall.

The Wuyaotang belongs to Elder Xinglin's sect, and the disciples mainly practice medicine, and they don't bother with matters of cultivation level as much as other elders' sects.So when Yi Rong came to the gate of the medicine garden, there were no disciples from the outer sect waiting in front of the gate, only a little medicine boy waiting quietly for a long time.

"The person here is Master Yi Rong?" The little drug boy had just started, and there was a little squirrel standing on his shoulder. The new disciples selected from the Shenlin University are often not allowed to formally apprentice, so Yi Rong naturally became a master according to his seniority. .

"Ahem." Yi Rong didn't expect Xiaoyaotong to speak surprisingly, as if calling him so old that he didn't know how old he was, he thought it was funny in his heart, and he had to show an elder demeanor on his face.

"Exactly, I came here to select some disciples to enter the inner sect, you can call them all out." Yi Rong took the roster handed over by the little drug boy.

"Uncle Master, let's wait for a while, you came today by coincidence, the thousand-year-old sunflower in the medicine garden was nourished by the spiritual energy of the world, and today it cultivated a demon spirit. It is a good time to pick it. The brothers from the sect don’t come here very often, so we have to be picked by the outer sect disciples, I’m afraid it will take some time before we can come to see you.”

"So that's the case, then I'll wait here." From time to time there were fighting sounds in the medicine garden, and Yi Rong usually returned respect to those who respected him.

But the thousand-year-old sunflower seemed to be a bit difficult to deal with. After an hour passed, Yi Rong saw that it was not over yet, so he wandered around in the medicine garden. Light and melodious music attracts.

He followed the voice and came to a field of wormwood. The green and purple colors of wormwood were calmly arranged into a picture of Tai Chi. At the intersection of yin and yang, a boy in blue cloth was putting a leaf on the ground. Blow lightly on the lips.

At this time, the sun was just right, shining on the boy's bruised face, it seemed that the warmth from the heaven and the earth could heal all the scars in this world.

The young man sat among the wormwood with his eyes closed. He stretched out his hands to feel the gentle wind in the wilderness when he thought that there was no one around. It was as warm and free as his young life.

And when he found out that the piece he was playing had actually attracted a close friend, he couldn't help getting up in a hurry, his eyes hidden under the thick bangs were shining brightly, showing a clumsy and reckless expression.

"Who?"

Yi Rong didn't expect that he would startle the other party, and asked with a sorry look on his face, "Are you also an outer disciple of the Wu Yao Tang? What's your name? Why didn't you go pick the thousand-year-old sunflower with them?"

"My surname is Yue, and I don't have a name." The blue-shirted boy turned his head to the side, fearing that others would see the wound on his face.

Yi Rong saw him hiding, how could he not think of the reason as smart as he was, he walked closer and the boy hid further away.But when he came to this person, he didn't intend to get close to him on purpose. Instead, he just quietly stood where the young man was and closed his eyes.

"Hey, you..." The blue-shirted boy lowered his head, not knowing what this guy who appeared out of nowhere was going to do.

But fate seems to be a very subtle force. Seeing that he did not speak, the young man took a closer look at the appearance of the intruder. Under the sun, Yi Rong's skin was white and clean like morning dew, very beautiful.

Then the young man saw Yi Rong slowly raise his hand, doing the same movement as he did just now, those hands flipped slightly in the air, but somehow stirred the soft and clear river in the young man's heart.

"What, I thought you were practicing some strange technique." Yi Rong opened his eyes and was amused by his stupid behavior just now.

"So happy." The boy in blue shirt replied.

"Happy to practice? Interesting." Yi Rong was indeed in a good mood at the moment, and when he found that the boy was no longer avoiding him, he stared at the wound on his face, "I am happy in my heart, but your face seems to be not You look so happy, hey, for the sake of seeing you play so well, I will teach you a way to be happier, and whoever dares to bully you in the future, you will give him back double!"

Yi Rong was proudly imparting his experience, when suddenly his eyes flickered, and a streak of spiritual power suddenly condensed in his palm and hit the young man.

The boy in the blue shirt was slapped unpreparedly, but he only took two steps back and stood firm. Yi Rong was surprised when he saw this, "You have already established the foundation?"

"It's strange that I have to compete with other outer disciples for credit." Yi Rong remembered that the young man said his surname was Yue, so he spread out the roster to check, thinking that this person's cultivation would definitely be selected for the inner sect, but he didn't see it after looking through it several times. Someone with the surname Yue recalled that when he first entered the Immortal Sect, he had heard gossip about the gossip before Si Ming Dao Palace.

"Your real surname is Yue, Yue of the Three Mountains and Five Sacred Mountains?"

"Yeah." Seeing Yi Rong's expression changed, the blue-shirted boy knew that the other party must have guessed his identity, so he moved away a little further, as if he was well versed in the deceitful reason that even though he was not at fault, he looks hideous.

"So you are..."

The words "little bastard" almost blurted out. Yi Rong remembered that many years ago, there was a senior brother named Yue in Siming Dao Palace who fell in love with a demon woman and was cast aside by the upper fairy world. In the end, both husband and wife were forced to die. A baby was saved by Yu Qingyun and adopted in Xianmen.

However, when it comes to the "demon race", it can be said that all the demons in the six realms change their faces, because as a demon, they still have human skin, skin and bones, seven emotions and six desires, but the demons are transformed by the evil spirits of ancient ghosts. He feeds on the blood of the world's creatures, and he has to wear human skin to cover his ugly face. He is the dirtiest and most terrifying existence in the world.

Thinking of this, Yi Rong looked at the person in front of him, and he found that this person had a gentle and friendly appearance, and his body was a little thinner and more fragile, so he couldn't eat people.

"My surname is Yue, do you want to run for the inner sect disciple election? I think you have a good foundation, and you might be selected." Yi Rong closed the roster and counted the time, but ten or eight thousand-year-old sunflowers should also be picked. When he came down, he asked specifically before leaving.

The boy didn't speak any more, but he was still stubborn in his bones and hurriedly put on the medicine basket and followed.

Yi Rong walked in front, very satisfied with the young man's blood, when passing through the woods at the entrance of the medicine garden, he picked a leaf and blew it, but he couldn't make a sound and sighed angrily.

What happened next was not unexpected. After testing the witch medicine hall, there are only a handful of outer disciples who can reach the foundation establishment stage. Yi Rong finally made up eleven, and he sold the last remaining spot. It fell on the head of the blue shirt boy.

As soon as the news came out, the disciples of Wuyaotang and Taotielou were all dissatisfied, but in the end they all obediently shut up when they saw with their own eyes that the little bastard of the Yue family really had incomparable strength.

However, Yi Rong found that the young man didn't seem to be particularly happy about his success in being selected as an inner sect, but rather acted helplessly to prove something.

He reckoned that the young man was afraid of being retaliated by those who failed to be selected. After all, there were several arrogant guys in front of the trial stage who said they would show this little bastard some color.

At dusk, Song Lu also returned with a list of twelve newly promoted inner sect disciples. She saw that none of the disciples selected by Yi Rong belonged to the Taotie Building.He couldn't help frowning and thought to himself that Yi Rong was narrow-minded, not as obedient as he appeared on the surface, and seemed to be dissatisfied.

But when Yi Rong asked how she was doing today, Song Lu really couldn't speak to teach him a lesson, so she smiled and perfunctory.

At the time of parting, Yi Rong took the thousand-year-old sunflower that the witch medicine hall asked him to take to the inner gate and handed it to Yu Huaixian, and hurried to the main hall to ask for an audience.However, something went wrong on the way, and the spirit-binding bag containing the medicinal materials was torn open by the revived Millennium Sunflower, which caused Yi Rong to be accidentally bitten by the Millennium Sunflower when he took something out of his bosom, and the blood stuck to it. On the sunflower branch, it took some effort to heal the wound.

Therefore, this millennium sunflower was brought in front of Yu Huaiyin again through Yu Huaixian's hands.

On the night of the full moon last time, Yu Huaixian failed to come to the appointment in time because he was distracted by others. It was three days after the two brothers met again.

When they reunited, in order to ensure the safety of her mother Yin Le, Yu Huaiyin did not confess to her brother that she was controlled and killed Yu Qingyun.It's just that he found out that his father's death might not be as simple as going crazy.

Yu Huaixian didn't know the inside story, but also realized that Si Ming Dao Palace's recent frequent personnel transfers may have caused an inner ghost, and promised to investigate this matter privately.And when he learned that his younger brother's cultivation had dropped inexplicably, he thought it was caused by the pain of losing his father, so he ordered the Wu Yao Tang to pick some medicinal materials that could replenish spiritual power.

The winter snow was getting thicker, Yu Huaixian explained a few words, but was called away by the four elders to discuss strengthening the barrier of the mountain protection, but Yu Huaiyin, the head of the sect, was quiet.

Right now, Si Ming Dao Palace is strong and middle-class, how many people are eagerly looking forward to him breaking through the realm of immortality as soon as possible, Yu Huaiyin knows that he is just a falcon dog raised by the Dao Palace, or the kind used to scare people, and this millennium sunflower plant When the time is right, it will be uprooted.

The doors and windows were sealed with spiritual power, and the wind and snow outside could not disturb the people inside the house at all.But Yu Huaiyin just felt his hands and feet were cold, so he opened the spirit-binding bag and intentionally let the thousand-year-old sunflower go away. After all, it is not easy to practice flowers, plants and trees. What is the difference between eating and killing people after giving birth to spiritual things?

But the moment he summoned the Millennium Sunflower, the branches and leaves of the sunflower were as soft as human hair hanging down on his palm. This creature was dead, and what was left was just a shell full of spiritual power.

Suddenly, Yu Huaiyin touched Yi Rong's blood on the flower branch, the gears of fate turned, and his arm began to ache violently.

Yu Huaiyin opened his sleeves, looking at him with a pair of golden eyes engraved on his flesh, wanting to give his host the ability to predict good and bad fortune.

"Ah—" Yu Huaiyin screamed, his body curled up, his pupils dilated, but some terrible things that hadn't happened came to mind.

The young man carrying the sapphire long sword was killed by Yu Canghai as a furnace that was used as a counterattack by the transfer forbidden spell. It turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The desolate realm of water and sky reappeared in the world, and the moment the enchantment of gods and demons was opened, the demons made a comeback to sacrifice all things with blood...

"Uh..." Yu Huaiyin breathed heavily after witnessing a catastrophe. Ever since his eye was sealed by Yu Qingyun and Yin Le after he was seven years old, he hadn't experienced such an experience for a long time.

Everyone in the world has passed that the Wordless Book of Fate is a treasure conceived by the power of heaven and earth, and one who obtains it can become the master of all dharmas and the god of all living beings.It has always been regarded as a kind of cultivation method that can be cultivated, but Yu Huaiyin is the only one who knows that the wordless fate book is not a spell, but a kind of ability.

But if the premise of the Unpredictable Prophet is to pay a price, then owning it is definitely not something to be happy about...