Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

"Have you heard? There was a plague in Hui'an City and many people have died."

"What? Plague? Is it the Hui'an City under the jurisdiction of the Sanqing Sect?"

"Of course! Who else would go back to Ancheng except that one?"

The area was quiet, with only the chirping of birds and magpies to be heard. Two young disciples of similar age were leaning against the pillars, discussing the topic in private. Since there was no one to disturb them, they did not hide the content of their conversation, but instead made it public.

Wen Guangbai, whose silhouette was gradually becoming clearer behind him, could hear every word and every sentence accurately.

The man who came along the curve of the corridor deliberately slowed down his descent and stood behind the two disciples of Yunwei Peak. His face was like the weather before a rainstorm, with dark clouds rolling in.

“Is all the maintenance done?”

“All done!”

"Eh? No, who was talking just now?"

The two suddenly realized that it was true that "if someone scares someone, they will kill them"! The shock level was 100%. The pupils of the young disciple suddenly expanded, and his lips were pressed into a bloodless straight line. He turned his head and looked at the person who asked the question. There was no doubt that it was his master and the head of Yunwei Peak.

Let me ask you, has anyone ever been caught slacking off by his master?

The two unlucky guys saw that this place was quiet, so they came here with great difficulty to take a break. However, instead of being lazy, they got themselves a ten-day cleaning tour, which did not allow them to cheat by using cleaning skills or additional artifacts.

This corridor is a very steep mountain trail, connecting the back mountain with the front peak. The road is covered with fallen leaves and dust, including the railings, which are within the sweeping range, making it not an easy task to clean up.

The two little disciples wanted to cry but had no tears, so they had no choice but to accept their fate...

With Su Mu in charge of Hui'an City, there will naturally be no major disaster. But why is my heartbeat so rapid?

Although he knew that Su Mu's life would not be in danger, the emotion called anxiety still filled his entire chest, causing his thoughts to float away from his body, flying to Hui'an City, flying to Baicao Pavilion, and flying to Su Mu's side.

The ill-fated relationship between the two is about to start again.

What is supposed to come will not come, and what is supposed to escape will not escape.

Yunxiao Peak——Qingyanxuan.

Bai Luoli felt that this matter would not progress to this extent in just one or two days. Since it was not convenient for Wen Guangbai to ask now, her apprentice could always ask.

The reason why I visited Yunwei Peak today was because I had the same idea as Chu Yunze, but I ended up returning disappointed.

The autumn wind is thin and the rain is wet. He is sitting on a stone bench, doing fasting in the cold. He points his finger at the spot under the peach tree, and two sandalwood chairs appear upright.

There were only two of them here, and since his disciple was practicing martial arts at Jianwu Peak and wouldn't be back for a while, Bai Luoli decided to take this opportunity to act as a listening friend.

However, the second disciple was too shy and no matter how Chu Yunze tried to guide him, he just refused to tell him the whole story.

Only minor scenes were briefly picked out, and the turning point in the relationship between the two was concealed.

Under the suspicious gaze of his master, Chu Yunze risked being exposed and told a lie that even he didn't believe.

As smart as Bai Luoli is, how could he not know that Chu Yunze was hiding something on purpose? Perhaps the reason why he couldn't say it was because Wen Guangbai was knowingly committing a crime.

This question did not get expanded for long, all because I was in a bad mood and could not let go. From the time I came back until now, my mood has been rolling like waves of frying salt and stacking snow, one wave submerging that wave rising and falling, one after another leaving you no time to even take a breath.

Regardless of whether the fertility pill is real or fake, it is most likely related to Wen Guangbai. Apart from him, Bai Luoli can't think of anyone else in her mind.

I haven't offended him in any way!

We are all from the same sect, so we can’t be so narrow-minded!

It's fine to drug yourself, but there's no need to drag someone else down with you. This kind of thing is not the more the better.

The two reached a consensus that if Wen Guangbai brought some unimportant pills in the future, they would not accept them.

This time it's a fertility pill. Apart from causing the birth of a baby when taken, it does not cause any other harm to the body. But you may not be so lucky next time.

Wanjiao Pavilion has not been open for business for several days since the mirage poison spread throughout the city. Business in all kinds of shops in the city, including restaurants and teahouses, has been depressed and deserted.

There were also people who were blocked outside the city and wanted to enter but couldn't. They could be roughly divided into three groups: merchants who did business in neighboring cities and lived in Hui'an City, young men who were out looking for friends and having fun, and women who were visiting their parents at home.

Zhao Dushan was the first to calm the public anger and persuade those who were unwilling to jump into the fire to return.

He was going to meet Su Mu at Baicao Pavilion, but he recognized him in a small clinic. He was fully armed and covered his head, so he couldn't recognize him without a closer look. After carefully confirming again and again, the young man greeted Su Mu, "Senior Su, I am Zhao Dushan, a disciple of Sanqing Sect. I am honored to meet you. I hope you are well."

At that time, Su Mu was working all night to develop the antidote and had no time to deal with any cultivators. He was about to shake his head to deny it, but he was attracted by the name of the sect reported by Zhao Dushan. He turned his head and saw the man clearly through the veil.

This is not a good place for business. Su Mu led him into the alley next to it. The high walls on both sides blocked most of the wind. The man took off the veil on his head and asked, "What do you want to discuss with me?"

The young man did not expect Su Mu to be so straightforward. He rehearsed his words several times in his mind before coming and prepared many respectful words. He was afraid that his rash visit would displease his senior.

Who would have thought... After so many years, the senior is still as humble as ever. His affinity is really innate.

There was no extra time for them to waste, Zhao Dushan spoke briefly and concisely, with the goal of finding out who was behind the poison bubble and arresting him. Currently, based on numerous clues, they have locked on to Zhang Hegui, the shopkeeper of Wanjiao Pavilion. His name is You Keren, but he disappeared strangely. After searching the yard where he stayed, they didn't even find his shadow. During the days when the city was closed, he would not run out of the city to hide. Zhao Dushan then had an unfounded and bold idea in his mind, that Zhang Hegui might not be a human.

In addition to the monks stationed in the city and himself, there is also a Sumu. He wants to unite the monks in the city and use the monks' magic weapons and spiritual power to eradicate the evil forces that are causing trouble in Hui'an City.

At the same time, his grandfather's missing soul can also be restored in time. He is currently using his own spiritual power to maintain his grandfather's vital signs, but if the future is still bleak, he cannot guarantee how long his grandfather can live...

Su Mu is not a man with a global vision. As a cultivator, he is not qualified, and as a medical practitioner who saves the dying and the wounded, he is not competent. In a word, Zhao Dushan's proposal has caused him considerable trouble.

The young man did not wear the three-color disciple uniform unique to the Sanqing Sect, but changed into casual home clothes, with a green bamboo jade hairpin inserted horizontally on his head. The most eye-catching thing on his body was the green on the top of his head. Although the Zhao family was not a famous family, it was also a wealthy family blessed by their ancestors, and their food, clothing and other expenses were too low-key.

"There's no problem with joining forces. After the deal is done, I have a condition, and you must agree to it."

The young man agreed without hesitation, "Okay, after this is done, please tell me what you want."

The photo stone hanging above the two men's heads had recorded everything. He was not afraid that the boy would deny it, but it was hard to be convinced by his empty words.

The two big guys in the Demon Palace were fighting fiercely, and it was hard to separate them. "Mo Qianyu" was getting more and more annoyed with himself. He had been waiting for a long time, but was warned by his master not to touch him. He couldn't swallow this breath no matter how hard he tried. Could it be that this guy hit too hard in the master's body, which made Bai Luoli hate him so much.

People who don't know how to restrain themselves will only make themselves unhappy.

He ate the fresh meat, drank the broth, and even took the empty bowl. How could this be justified? You got all the benefits.

He was so angry that he had no place to vent it, so he took it out on Mo Qianyu. The two of them closed the door in the middle of the hall and stabbed each other in the back. Disturbed by the wave of restless demonic energy, the demons outside the door turned into black mist and fled in all directions.

A delicate and weak succubus boy could not withstand the violent magic power and died on the spot.

The head demon mother was used to big scenes, and kept driving the other succubus boys to escape to farther and more remote palaces. Hua Liuting had been sent here for more than half a month. Like the demons of his clan, he did the work arranged by the demon mother every day, and wore the slave clothes of a lower-level demon. His life was even more miserable than that in Yuehun Mansion.

This time they finally got to see the true face of the Demon Lord, but were warned to stay away at the cost of losing a compatriot. Although the head Demon Mother was usually strict with them, she had never made things difficult for them.

The hall was in a state of disarray, except for the throne on the high platform, which was the only thing left standing in the entire hall.

A wisp of residual soul could almost fight me to a draw. If this residual soul could condense into a physical entity on its own in the future, its strength would be so great that even I would not be able to resist it.

Horrible...too scary...

What kind of monster am I to possess such destructive power?

It seems that I can no longer allow the remnant soul of my previous life to merge into my body. It is better to let him fend for himself outside. Perhaps this will help to counterbalance his increasingly powerful demonic aura.

The two racked their brains to find ways to kill each other. "Mo Qianyu" secretly activated the magic power of Taowu at the bottom of the Molten Flame Cliff, preparing to implement this plan as soon as possible.

After returning to Ancheng, he was trapped in a barrier by Zhao Dushan. This barrier was nothing more than a decoration to the Mirage Beast. The main reason why he could not escape was that this time, Ancheng had the food he wanted to eat.

How could he have the energy to refine the soul if he hadn't eaten enough? He rushed back to Ancheng to fight with the cultivators. He had to hold on until the last moment before he could escape.

It is enough to absorb the spiritual energy of two monks. Not more and not greedy, just two.

Even though he thought so, he had to attack aggressively and not sit and wait for death. After absorbing the essence of the two monks, he could return to the Demon Realm to refine the souls and serve the Lord.