Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Four people were sitting around the stone table under the crooked neck tree. In the middle was a small stove, which was boiling water and making tea.

Ming Xi and others sat cross-legged under the tree nearby, holding their heads and looking at the chiefs at the stone table.

The senior sister had a cold face, Xi Xingyuan stared at the stone table as if in a trance, and Ji Peng looked lost after bringing back his disciple.

Next to the three of them was the Imperial Master who had returned to his original appearance. With his baby face, he was looking at Ji Peng who was sitting opposite him.

Ji Peng brought six disciples with him this time, but only three survived. Now they are unconscious, and Lu Ze is treating them in the house.

A ray of sunlight has appeared in the sky, shining on the glazed tiles of the palace, reflecting a reddish light.

Among the four people who had been silent for a long time, someone finally spoke amidst the sound of tea boiling.

Yun Ci lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice: "Then let me ask first."

Her voice was clean and clear, as if nothing could disturb her emotions.

"We have seen the Orchid Demon and the Flower God Statue, but they don't seem to be related. Imperial Master, what made you give us wrong information?"

Since the method of changing skin of the Orchid Demon is different from that of Xiao Kelan, then the Flower God cannot be the Orchid Demon.

As for the battle with Fenglan last night, several people already knew that the Orchid Demon force belonged to the demon clan.

Now that the Orchid Demon has been killed, Fenglan has been severely damaged, and the demon clan has temporarily retreated from the Yanglan Kingdom.

"You clearly know the strength of the Orchid Demon, why didn't you tell us clearly and let us go on our own?"

The Orchid Demon can perform illusions, and Nascent Soul may still be able to fight.

But the six junior brothers brought out by Jipeng were basically under the Golden Core realm.

No matter whether it was against illusion or against Feng Lan who was in the realm of gods, he would not be able to survive.

The Imperial Master gave the wrong information, knowing the character of his sect disciples, but did not stop or warn him.

It was as if he deliberately wanted to send his disciples into the hands of others.

Yun Ci raised his eyelids and looked at the listless Jipeng, and thought to himself that in the future, he would have to be careful not to bear all the dangers. It was time for his junior brothers and sisters to learn to grow on their own.

Yun Ci didn't show what he was thinking in his heart, but turned to ask Xiang Guoshi: "So, what are you doing for? Why can you see the orchid demon's painted skin, and know the royal family's secret technique of skin rejuvenation, and what's more, Wandering merchant? Imperial Master, what is your position?"

After a long time, the Imperial Master finally made a move. He picked up the tea set and poured himself a cup of tea.

The water in the green teacup with a shallow mouth was slightly red. He looked down at the tea leaves floating in the cup and sighed: "I really don't know that the flower god and the orchid demon are not the same sect."

He was indeed aware of everything going on in the city.

He allowed his disciples to pick out the orchid demon's lair, but his purpose was actually very simple.

Nascent Soul and a group of Qi Refiners are a good bait, much more useful than an elder like him in the God Transformation Realm.

It turns out that it works really well. The orchid demon really fell into the trap, and its desire for the monk's flesh and blood prompted it to attack the city.

Through this, he discovered that the orchid demon was actually related to the demon cultivator.

It's just that he has been a god for too long, stayed in the mortal world for too long, and has been arrogant for too long because he is surrounded by a group of people who don't know how to use magic.

It made him think that everything was under his control, but he forgot about the fragility of Qi refining in the world of immortality.

The loss of three direct disciples also...he raised his eyes to look at Ji Peng opposite, and almost destroyed his chief's Taoist heart.

I just didn't expect that the demon cultivator would also have a hand in this matter.

"Now that the Orchid Demon has been severely damaged by us, we are afraid that he will go back to his nest and dare not come out. We won't mention why the demon cultivator is here." Yun Ci also poured a cup of tea for himself, "What about the people in the royal family? Well, how did the Imperial Master learn about their evil skin-changing skills?"

"The method of changing the skin of the royal family was proposed by an evil cultivator, but that person is no longer in Yanglan Kingdom."

The evil cultivator who came to Yanglan Kingdom many years ago was holding a blessing flag in one hand and a fly whisk in the other.

In the beginning, he just set up a table on the roadside for people to measure calligraphy. Because of his accurate calculation, he got a reputation, and many dignitaries came to his stall to ask for their fortune.

Later, after the beauty list came out, he provided a solution for one of the repeat customers who was crazy about the beauty list.

Change skin.

He is an evil cultivator, and his method is certainly not the right way.

The skin-transplantation process he provided was to bury the person in the soil, cut a cross-shaped incision from the top of the head, and only need to pour a bucket of mercury into it to get a complete skin and flesh.

And the person who breaks free from the human skin will also be used to cut the meat and grind the bones, and add special spices to nourish the beautiful skin.

The customer used this method to change his body and skin and successfully made the list.

In order to please the royal family, the man reported this method to the royal family.

With this method, the royal family became powerful and could find more beauties. Sometimes they didn't even have to do it themselves, their subordinates would prepare them for them and deliver them to them.

Everyone wears beauty skin and indulges in beauty and enjoys the happiness brought by beauty. At night, they take off their human skin and see their ugly appearance in the mirror and return to reality.

As a result, they hate people who are born with beauty even more, and they become more obsessed with the vanity brought by beauty skin.

But the skin and flesh separated from the human body, no matter how nourished, are like flowers with cut roots and placed in a water bottle, they will wither easily.

The more addicted they are, the more evil they will reap.

The Imperial Master realized something was wrong when they were replacing the third batch of beauty noodles.

At first, when the emperor of Yanglan came to inquire about national policies every day, the imperial master thought that his face was just fooling around in the harem and applying makeup with his concubine, and his body was stained with a strange fragrance.

The Imperial Master just thought he was fatuous and didn't care.

It wasn't until the second beauty skin appeared, and the imperial master suddenly noticed that there was a faint smell of blood on his body, that he discovered the madness of the royal family.

The emperor's eyes revealed greed, and he stopped asking for fortune. He pressed the tortoise shell on the case tightly and approached the imperial master.

The strange fragrance and the smell of blood rushed into the Imperial Preceptor's nostrils at the same time, but the emperor only looked at the Imperial Preceptor's delicate face, and asked the Imperial Preceptor in a slightly crazy tone if he was willing to donate his skin to him.

The Imperial Master had no choice but to pretend that he had been poisoned and had lost his cultivation. His youth no longer lasted forever and he also had a huge black spot.

The emperor was disappointed and took his imperial advisor into the underground palace under the imperial city.

There, the Imperial Preceptor saw many beautiful people imprisoned in countless narrow cells. Many people were crowded into a small room, and there were also many jars containing unprocessed flesh and blood.

The emperor wanted to use this method to change the skin of the imperial master.

The Imperial Master thought that because the cell was not exposed to light all year round and held too many people, many people had skin ulcers and acne before they were even skinned.

The pale skin is covered with green and yellow moss and sores, which is the hell of the world.

The Imperial Master sighed: "...That's when I discovered that the entire mortal world has gone crazy because of the beauty list."

The entire mortal world has begun to advocate beauty, and people can exchange beauty for everything, status, power, and money.

Fighting against beauty has become a trivial matter.

Everyone in the world says: A beautiful person can never do anything wrong.

They opened a broad and inclusive road for beauty, and also provided unprecedented vanity for beauty.

Everyone wants to be beautiful. After the beauty list came out, ugliness became the source of all mistakes.

Everyone bullies ugly people just because their faces are not beautiful.

"The list of beauties...it really puts all the unhappiness on the surface." The Imperial Master took a sip of tea. The tea was the best Dahongpao, like a fragrant orchid blooming on the taste buds.

Yun Ci kept listening with his eyes lowered, and finally asked: "So, Imperial Master, which side do you belong to?"

The Orchid Demon is a demon, and the royal family is an evil cultivator.

So, National Master, which side do you belong to?

Yun Ci asked this question simply and without any hesitation, even the fingers glowing with magic light under the stone table did not avoid him.

The Imperial Master couldn't help but laugh: "Do I have to stand with them?"

Why must he choose sides on this messy chessboard? Why can't he just stay on his own?

"It's really strange." The blue magic light in Yun Ci's eyes flickered. She stared at the Imperial Master and burst into laughter. "This is the first time I have seen a monk say so openly and honestly that he doesn't care about the suffering in the world."

Many of the immortal cultivators Yun Ci met talked about saving the world. This was the first time she had seen them choose to close their eyes and listen in a troubled world.

The Imperial Master also laughed: "Everyone has his own way. My way naturally does not require me to care about human affairs."

There is no right or wrong in Tao.

The Imperial Master does not care about human affairs, that is his choice.

If you have any dissatisfaction, you can only criticize him on this aspect of being a human being.

He has become a god and has lived for thousands of years. He has long since cut off his mortal ties. In his eyes, mortals are just a scenery on the road of life, so he naturally doesn't care about human affairs.

He has no conscience and has formed his own sect to stand alone in this chaotic force. In order to find out the background behind the Orchid Demon, he did not hesitate to send his disciples to die.

He would regret that his disciple died and his chief Taoist heart was unstable, but he was just hypocritical.

Ji Peng suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide open: "So my junior brothers...Tan Xin, Geng San, Ma Zhou, you don't care if they die?"

Listening to Ji Peng counting the names of the dead disciples one by one, the Imperial Master just stared at him and said for a long time: "Ji Peng, you are a child raised by the sect, but I am not."

He was a casual cultivator who joined the Scarlet Sun Sect and became an outer disciple. Finally, he relied on his abilities in exchange for the sect's resources, broke through to the realm of transformation and became an elder of the sect.

Then he was assigned to the Yanglan Kingdom and served as a national advisor for nearly a hundred years.

After being promoted and demoted secretly, he felt that he had nothing to do with the Chiri Sect anymore.

Then the death of a Chiri Sect disciple did not shake his Taoist heart at all.

Ji Peng only punched the stone table hard, and strange fire exploded from his fist uncontrollably along with the smashed stone slab.

Yun Ci and Xi Xingyuan just made some defensive charms for themselves and the boys next to them.

"You have nothing to do with the Chiri Sect, so why do you still use the name of the Chiri Sect and enjoy the benefits brought by the Chiri Sect? You said you have no relationship, but the resources the Chiri Sect gives you every month and every year You receive your spirit stone with peace of mind!"

The only thing left on the stone table was the cup of tea in the hands of the Imperial Master.

He put the hand holding the teacup on his lap and said with a heavy gaze, "If it weren't for these, you wouldn't be able to enter the palace."

Ji Peng was so angry that he couldn't speak. It was also the first time that Yun Ci saw him eat, drink and make offerings, but complained about the sect's bad treatment of him.

The one beside him burst out laughing in anger.

Seeing that Lu Ze had left the room, she nodded to her and stopped smiling: "Then it's us who disturbed the Imperial Master. Master Imperial Master, this matter is your Chiri Sect's family matter. As a junior, I It’s hard to say anything.”

Yun Ci had already stood up: "But the Chiri Sect must have its own considerations. Imperial Master, just follow your own path and take care of yourself."

The few cubs under the crooked neck tree had already stood up after Yun Ci. Xi Xingyuan also stood up and patted his sleeves, turning his head slightly to look at Ji Peng.

"Let's go, Fellow Daoist Ji."

"Let's go! I, the Chiri Sect, don't dare live in other people's homes for free. Living anywhere is not living!"

Ji Peng was already carrying the seriously injured disciples one by one, and the remaining one could barely stand and was supported by Lu Ze.

When they were about to step out of the courtyard, the Imperial Master sighed: "Then let's just think that my conscience has suddenly discovered... Xiao Kelan, you have to be careful along the way."

This was a piece of advice he suddenly wanted to say.

The steps of several people did not stop, and Ji Peng did not look back. The group of people stepped out of the courtyard, leaving only the Imperial Master looking up at the sky.

The sunlight only penetrated through the gap between the roofs and shone diagonally on the unfinished teacup in the Imperial Master's hand.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered his original intention of cultivating immortality when he was young.

He sighed deeply: "It's for immortality..."

The Imperial Master is too cowardly, he is too afraid of death, so in order to survive for a long time, he chooses not to care about this chaotic human affairs.

It was also the first time for Mingxi and others to see him picking up his bowl to eat and then putting his bowl down to scold his mother.

After leaving the palace gate, Lu Lingyou was the first to be unable to bear it and cursed angrily: "How can such a person exist in the world of cultivation!"

Yan Quben is the fire spirit root, and he also scolded: "What do you mean everyone has his own way!"

Mingxi and Jiang Hua followed Yun Ci dully, only looking at each other after hearing this.

Although the two of them were not much older than Yanqu Lu Lingyou, after following Yun Ci's entry into the world for so many months, they suddenly found that their progress was too slow.

All the words and songs together have become golden elixirs.

Whenever they encounter danger, they subconsciously follow their senior sister. They always feel that they are in peace with their senior sister in front of them.

If they were the ones who had the accident yesterday, would their senior sister be as sad as senior brother Jipeng?

They don't want to be a burden to their senior sister.

Both of them saw a hint of fighting spirit in each other's eyes, and after being stunned for a moment, they suddenly looked at each other and smiled.

Then he tightened the sword in his hand and followed Yun Ci's footsteps.

As for Zhi Qiuyue, she followed Lu Ze to support the Chiri Sect disciple.

The disciple who was able to walk was the disciple who asked for help with blood on his face. His name was Que Yi. He had slight difficulty walking now and was embarrassed to be supported by Lu Ze and Zhi Qiuyue.

He just kept whispering thanks.

Zhi Qiuyue just pretended to change the topic inadvertently: "Junior Brother Que's name sounds a little strange, who named it?"

The name Queyi sounds like it means cutting off one's wings. How can a cultivator ascend if his wings are cut off?

This question seemed to have been asked many times, but Que Yi smiled shyly: "I am the son of a noble family, and my mother gave me this name. She named me Que Yi because she hated my father and didn't want me to cultivate immortality."

He seemed to know the meaning of the name, and only explained: "I didn't call it this, but as a son of a noble family, although I was a concubine, my mother changed my name to me after I was accepted as a disciple by the leader of the Scarlet Sun Sect because of my talent. .”

"That's it." Zhi Qiuyue nodded slightly.

"But the name is just a code name. You don't have to believe it. I think I can still succeed."

Zhi Qiuyue smiled tenderly, only praised Que Yi for her good attitude, and then changed the topic to other places.

Without the voice of thanking him all the time, Lu Ze breathed a sigh of relief and showed an admiring expression towards Zhi Qiuyue: He is indeed the leader of the Hehuan Sect, he can coax people so well!

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect are so terrifying!

When he heard Que Yi say that he was a son of a noble family, Yun Ci suddenly became curious.

The Imperial Master said that Jipeng was raised by the Chiri Sect, so was he a son of a noble family or a mortal? Where is Xi Xingyuan?

Yun Ci's sizing and thinking eyes were too obvious, so Xi Xingyuan turned to look at her.

Xi Xingyuan's loose hair is still draped softly behind his back, with only a few strands of hair hanging over his shoulders and hanging on his chest. This look is indeed beautiful.

Xi Xingyuan banged his fan and explained: "I am also a son of a noble family. As for fellow Daoist Ji..." He turned his eyes to Ji Peng behind him.

Jipeng was walking with his disciple on his back. When he heard this, he only raised his eyelids and said, "The leader of the Red Sun Sect is my father."

This is no secret.

Everyone in Xuantian Sect: "!!!"

They became violent and saw that their brother, who had been with them through life and death, became the son of the clan leader. Just, this thing is more uncomfortable than seeing my brother quietly getting rich.

Yun Ci was the first to sigh: "Sure enough, reincarnation is a technical job."

Xuantian Sect: "Yeah!"

Xi Xingyuan: "..." You Xuantian Sect sword cultivator must have something wrong with your brain.

Being disturbed like this, they had already reached the square where they heard that the Flower God statue would stop to pray for everyone.

It was already daybreak, and the shops near the street had been opened for cleaning. Yun Ci and the others took out their masks and put them on their faces, and found a teahouse to sit down and rest.

Drinking tea early in the morning, the shopkeeper didn't quite understand, but after seeing this group of people choose a seat by the window on the second floor with a view of the square, he suddenly understood.

This is to occupy a position and wait for blessings from the Flower Goddess.

After thinking about all this, he served a cup of tea to several people with a smile: "These guests are really good at finding places. In this square, I am the only one who has such a good position to watch!"

Several people were thinking about things, but Yun Ci curiously asked: "How will the Flower Goddess grant blessings?"

Although her voice sounded a little strange through the mask, the shop owner could tell that her accent was not local.

So he explained: "Have the guests seen this square? When the time comes, the Flower Goddess will stop here and select the most sincere believers. At that time, tokens will appear on their hands. Wait until night, and they will be reborn!"

Yun Ci was slightly surprised. What on earth was this blessing from the Flower God? Why would there be a token?

She had seen the Flower Goddess statue in the morning, but when she came out, it was no longer at the palace gate, so she was surprised.

So she asked out of curiosity: "Then, where has this Flower Goddess gone now?"

There was no need to ask, everyone heard the sound of crowds in the distance.

The shop owner said with a fanatical expression: "The Flower Goddess has arrived."