Is my master a villain?Don't worry, I'll show it off first

Then, when both parties knew what was going on, he did not pursue the responsibility but only sought a solution. Yan Mo should have felt guilty and readily agreed.

"My dear brother, Guanghan Pond is very important to the disciples of Immortal Island. Do you think you can restore it to its original state?"

Yan Mo was surprised: "Island Master, are you kidding?

The rules of Guanghan Pond left by the ancient God of War Bai Yuan are established. How can I, an ordinary monk, do it?

I'm sorry for my weakness! "

Song Zhi: "Dear brother, don't belittle yourself. If others don't know your strength, how can I not know it?

Back then, you single-handedly changed the rules of the Kunlun Snow Region. No one can enter the Snow Region until now, and you can't find it anywhere. "

Yan Tong thought: I can't find it, how can I get in?

Songzhi continued: "In terms of rules and laws, my dear brother is definitely a leader. I only hope that my dear brother can help me. I am very grateful to you!"

"Well, how can I thank you?"

"what?"

Yan Mo repeated again: "The island owner said he was grateful, I want to hear how to thank him!"

Song Zhi was stunned, he was just talking casually, why did he actually ask?

"What kind of thanks do you want, dear brother?"

Yan Mo was not interested: "You know, the Snowy Land lacks nothing. I have lived for hundreds of years and have seen everything that needs to be seen. I have experienced everything that needs to be played, used, eaten, and drunk. Don't worry." The things really can’t arouse my interest!”

It is true that it is difficult to relax.

Both of them are old monsters who have lived for 500 years. Logically speaking, they should have ascended long ago, but for some reason, Yan Mo has not broken through the tribulation and has not ascended yet. If he is nostalgic for the world, he is not interested in anything. , Let’s just say I don’t miss you. I’m hiding in the snowy land and won’t be a god if I don’t come out.

All the monks practice hard and diligently, isn’t it just for this last shiver, to become immortal?

Yan Mo still refuses to leave. Is it because he has not reached the level of cultivation?

Songzhi couldn't understand this, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Brother, you can just ask, as long as there is a fairy island, I will never be stingy!"

Yan Mo raised his eyebrows: "Really? The island owner is so generous. If I don't say anything, it seems that I don't understand the rules.

I know that there is a Yang A box on the fairy island, which can collect broken souls. I wonder where it is now? "

Song Zhi's expression suddenly tightened, and he squinted at Yan Mo with a somewhat guarded and vigilant expression.

"Brother Xian, why do you ask this?"

Yan Mo smiled faintly: "It's nothing. The island owner doesn't want to give up his love, so forget it!"

Song Zhi quickly weighed in his heart, which one was more important, Yang Ah He or Guang Han Chi.

After weighing it up, I found that it was difficult to give up both of them.

Guanghanchi is doing it for the disciples of Immortal Island, but Yang Ahe is doing it for himself.

"It's not because I don't want to give it to you. Yang Ah Box is still useful for the time being and I can't give it to my virtuous brother!"

Yan Mo lowered his eyelashes: "Is it useful?

What's the use?

In this world, many people the island owner cares about have died. Who do you want to resurrect with Yang Ah Box? "

Song Zhi took a deep breath: "Then, if Brother Xian wants to Yang Ah Box, who do you want to resurrect?"

"Of course A Luo!"

Yan Mo said the name directly without covering up, hesitating or hesitating. Song Zhi's face turned as white as his neck in an instant.

"Yanmo!!!"

He stood up and Yan Mo tilted his head to look at him and said amusedly: "Why are you excited?

Don’t you want Aluo to be resurrected? "

Songzhi turned his face and said for a long time: "Aluo is a demon, and you and I are monks. We will ascend to immortality in the future. Immortals and demons are incompatible. Have you forgotten?

I won't watch you mess around! "

Yan Mo sneered: "Is the immortality and demonic oath incompatible?

Look at the world of heaven today, where the fight with the demons is in full swing. In those days when the immortals and demons were fighting, the dead seniors, the buried demons, and the injured immortals have long become a thing of the past.

No one cares how many people died in that war or who they were.

They only see the peace in front of them and are only greedy for the current harmony.

incompatible?

Haha, you are the only one still insisting on incompatibility! "

Yan Mo seemed to feel that he had said too much, so he leaned back lazily, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Of course Song Zhi knew that after the war between immortals and demons, the new demon king bowed his head and surrendered, and the immortal world was no longer difficult for the demon world, and the two worlds were at peace.

300 years have passed, the demons are rampaging in the human world, and the fairy world just turns a blind eye. One is that they don't want to use force with the demons. After all, they were severely injured by a young girl back then, and they are still cultivating their health.

Another reason is that they do not empathize with the suffering of the human world.

But what?

His abilities can't change anything.

Yan Mo was right, but he still wouldn't take out the Yang A box because there was already a soul living in it.

Without reaching an agreement, the two broke up on bad terms.

However, Yan Mo didn't demand anything forcefully, and Song Zhi didn't speak too aggressively. They just made conditions for one and couldn't satisfy the other.

After Song Zhi walked for a long time, Yan Tong finally found her voice. She originally thought that if she heard about such a secret thing, she would be silenced, so she simply walked away quietly without anyone noticing, but just as she was about to lift her feet, Song Zhi Walked out from beside him first.

She had no choice but to look at her eyes, nose, and mind to reduce her sense of existence.

After Song Zhi had walked for a long time, Yan Mo still maintained his original state. She raised her feet again, arched her back and moved her toes outward.

He was almost reaching the door and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard a sentence from behind him.

"Wuxianyue still needs to practice. The mid-range sound is too high. If spiritual power is injected into it, the brains of those who hear it will explode, and even the companions will be disturbed.

When it ends, the lingering sound immediately lingers in your ears. Just hold down Xiao Si Kong with your ring finger and let out a sob! "

Yan Tong nodded, and after waiting for a long time, there was no sound again.

She had one foot outside the door and one foot inside the house, not knowing whether to return or enter.

"Senior sister, are you doing Zamabu here?

It's a bit high, squat down a little more! "

Wan He saw Yan Tong standing on the threshold with her legs crossed from a distance. She quickly ran a few steps closer and enthusiastically helped Yan Tong correct her posture. He also pressed his hands on her shoulders until Yan Tong arched her legs. Only when the bottom plate is lowered can I stop with satisfaction.

"Well, you're right this time. Stand still. Is Master in there?"

Yantong squatted down seriously, and suddenly remembered that she was not doing horse walking, so she straightened her body: "What horse walking, I want to walk.

Are you okay?

That old thief Songzhi didn't give you any trouble, did he? "

Wan He waved his hand: "It's okay, I want to talk to Master about something!"

Yan Tong immediately stepped out. The more he knew, the faster he would die, but he didn't dare to listen.

"Then I'll go back and wait for you. Come back soon!"

Zhuer added later: "Wuxiayue, please practice more!"

Yantong: "I know, I know!"

Wan He walked in and Yan Mo closed his eyes. She knew that Yan Mo was not asleep.

"Master—"

"Did you turn Guanghan Pond into a hot spring?"

Wan He stuck out his tongue: "Old man Songzhi came to complain?"