Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

There is a city located at the intersection of the three realms of humans, demons and cultivators.

The name of this city is Yancheng. There are people in the city, including monks and demons who were expelled here. The strange thing is that there are no conflicts among them. This is thanks to the rules left behind by Yancheng a hundred years ago.

There is a Dark Treasure Pavilion in Yancheng. This pavilion is the most mysterious place in the city. Many monks come here for the Dark Treasure Pavilion. The magic weapons in it are all top-grade. No matter you are a monk or a demon, you can find the magic weapon of your choice. The prerequisite is that you have to pass the test of the Dark Treasure Pavilion. As for what the test is like, it is hard to say, and it varies from person to person.

Bai Li did not choose to go to the auction house to find a spiritual weapon for the male protagonist, but went to the Yancheng Dark Treasure Pavilion according to the system's instructions. The system also clearly stated that if this trip could help the male protagonist find a suitable weapon, the points would be greatly improved, but the system did not specify how high the points would be.

After telling the two disciples the purpose of going to Yancheng in a concise and clear manner, Mo Qianyu was very moved that his own affairs actually ranked first in his master's heart.

Chu Yunze thought deeply about it and decided not to follow his master and senior brother to Yancheng. He wanted to take his cultivation to a higher level and break through to the early stage of the golden elixir. He had found the scent sachet that he had been thinking about, and all that was left was to practice hard!

"Master, I will not go with you to Yancheng to look for spiritual weapons. I want to return to Jiyue Mountain to improve my cultivation. I hope that Master and Brother can achieve your wish this time."

Since the young disciple had said so, Bai Li couldn't stop him. He took out a golden pill from his storage bag and handed it to Chu Yunze. This pill was for cultivators who had reached the great perfection of foundation building and were breaking through to the golden elixir stage. Taking this pill could increase the success rate of realm breakthrough.

"Yun Ze, I don't know when I can return to the sect. It would be best if I could return before you form your elixir. I can protect you from a few thunder tribulations. If I can't, you can tell your uncle Su before you form your elixir. She will help you. Another thing is that when you are going through the thunder tribulation, you must stay away from Yun Xiao Peak and find an open place with no one around."

Bai Li was really scared by Mo Qianyu's thunder tribulations last time. She was afraid that her mountain would be struck by lightning. The most important thing was that the peach tree could not withstand the lightning. Although it was protected by a barrier, it was heavenly thunder with enormous power. Perhaps the only thing that could slightly block the heavenly thunder was the barrier set up by a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.

After a brief farewell, the three of them left in different directions. Yancheng was three days' journey away from here, and it was impossible to reach it in one go just by flying a sword. Bai Li had to use the flying speed of the Qianli Boat to shorten the journey.

He leaned lazily on the guardrail. The higher he went, the stronger the wind became. The silk ribbons on Bai Li's hair crown were dancing in the wind, and his white robe fluttered in the wind, making him look like an immortal riding the wind.

There is a beauty in front of me, and she is the only one in my eyes.

The Qianli Boat gradually slowed down. The two looked at the nearby Yancheng. The lower they went, the higher their body temperature became. It was simply "ice and fire"!

Bai Li looked at the slightly reddish ground and couldn't help but frown. No wonder this place is called Yancheng. This is probably the origin of the name.

As soon as the two got off the boat, a wave of heat hit them in the face. The sun here was scorching the earth like a fireball. The grass and trees within a few miles withered, and the water dried up. Bai Li felt that his feet were burning just by walking on the ground. He, who had the ice spiritual root attribute, had a thin layer of sweat on his body. Mo Qianyu was not much better, not to mention that he was wearing all black, and the fabric felt cold to the touch. It was not an ordinary robe.

There are restrictions inside and outside Yancheng, which were left by a great man in ancient times. The rule for coming to Yancheng is that you cannot bring in any magical weapons or spiritual weapons. No matter what kind of magic weapon it is, no matter what form it is transformed into, no matter where it is placed inside or outside the body, it can be sensed by the restrictions, and once discovered, you will be sent out.

Bai Li and Mo Qianyu had no choice but to place their spirit swords in a hidden place outside the city gate. Just in case, Bai Li also set up an invisible barrier.

The two quickened their pace and entered the city, thinking that it would be just as hot in the city, but surprisingly, the temperature in the city was normal and not as hot as outside the city.

The climate in the city is pleasant and the sunlight is not so glaring. The layout is almost the same as that of towns in the mortal world. Most of the people here are demons with low cultivation, and humans and cultivators only account for a small number.

Perhaps it had been a long time since they had seen such outstanding-looking visitors. People around were whispering, and their eyes would occasionally glance at the two of them, especially Bai Li, who was dressed in white, had snow-white skin, and a cool and unworldly temperament, which instantly attracted the attention of most people.

Mo Qianyu noticed that someone was staring at Bai Li with malicious intent, so he glared at him. His eyes were sinister and cold, which made people feel scared. Different from the gentle appearance of his own master, he had a sharp and cold appearance, and the black clothes made him look like someone who was not easy to mess with.

The two walked along the main street and passed through a large forest before they saw the dark building. When they got closer, they found that the door and pillars were covered with cracks. The door was so tattered that Bai Li couldn't push it hard.

The two looked at the empty Dark Treasure Pavilion, wondering if they had come to the wrong place.

"Who is coming?" A hoarse and dull voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two. Bai Li was so scared that she grabbed Mo Qianyu's sleeve. Who could have thought that there would be someone inside.

A hunchbacked man wearing a black robe and a veiled hat appeared in front of the two of them. He looked like an old man in his seventies.

"This old man, my name is Bai Luoli, he is my apprentice Mo Qianyu, we are here to look for Lingwu."

After saying this politely, the old man kept looking between the two of them.

"You two are master and apprentice in name, but not in the same league."

After hearing this, both of them were confused and shocked. Bai Li bowed and said, "Please enlighten me, old man. What do you mean by this?"

The sharp eyes hidden under the veil made Bai Li feel frightened...

"Don't call me old man all the time. I have my own name. My name is Cang Lan. I am the sword spirit that guards this place. I am just an ownerless sword. Don't take what he said to heart."

"The relationship between the two of you should not be that of master and disciple."

Mo Qianyu had already heard the hidden meaning in this person's words. When Bai Li heard this, he was even more confused. There was a big question mark in his little head?

"If it's not master and apprentice, then what is it, father and son?"

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Canglan, the stupid guy, ignored him, and Mo Qianyu was shocked by his words and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

A dazzling light burst out from Canglan's palm, and the light gradually lengthened the shadow. What appeared in front of everyone was a vortex that could accommodate one person. Behind this vortex was what the two were looking for.

"You only have a quarter of an hour. You two must seize the opportunity. There is only one chance. Once the time is up, you will never be able to come back after you leave."

Hearing Canglan say this, Bai Li and Mo Qianyu walked quickly through the whirlpool in front of them, one after the other. A powerful suction force instantly pulled the two of them to another world. Before they could stand firmly, they were stunned by the hundreds of magical weapons in front of them. Those spiritual weapons were all of top quality, and there were also top-grade spiritual weapons, but they were very few. If they got a top-grade spiritual weapon, they would be making a profit!

There are so many spiritual weapons that it's hard to choose. How can we find the one that belongs to us? In the past, when I saw others find a weapon, they would drop a drop of blood on it, and then the weapon would recognize the owner. But according to the current situation, it is estimated that the protagonist will die from excessive blood loss, and then the whole play will end.

The spiritual weapons here have all opened their spiritual awareness and have their own consciousness. Every time two people walk past a spiritual weapon, the spiritual weapon will make a clear sound of "Choose me, choose me".

In this situation, Bai Li wished he was an emperor. Isn't this more shocking than the scene of selecting a concubine?

Time passed by, and the two walked aimlessly. Bai Li was very anxious. The difficulty coefficient of this task assigned by the system was quite high! This was not a solution.

Bai Li was thinking about something and he accidentally tripped over a hard object and fell face down. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and supported himself with his arms. His face was fine, but Bolenggai was the one who suffered. Mo Qianyu heard the noise from behind and hurried back to Bai Li to check on him.

Damn, who is so uncivilized as to throw things around! Bai Li sat on the ground, covering his robe with his hands. A trace of bright red blood had seeped out of his white robe. It was obvious that his skin was broken.

Mo Qianyu looked at the culprit who tripped Bai Li, bent down and picked it up. It was a sword covered with rust. The entire sword body was rusty and unremarkable. Compared with other spiritual weapons, it was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. The other spiritual weapons were all inserted into their respective magic arrays, while this spiritual weapon was like a salted fish, lying on the ground. No wonder the master didn't notice it.

When Bai Li saw that it was this broken sword that caused him to be like this, he was so angry that he grabbed the hilt and tried to throw it away, but accidentally cut Mo Qianyu's hand. It was over, he was going to die. The male protagonist was going to get tetanus, and there were no tetanus shots available these days.

The drop of blood fell right on the sword, and was completely absorbed by the sword, completely merging into it.

In an instant, the entire sword body vibrated violently in Mo Qianyu's hand, the sound of a buzzing sound resounded through the world, the light became bright, and the other spirit swords also vibrated in resonance. The sword seemed to be reborn from the ashes. The rust on the sword body had all faded away, and what reappeared in front of the two people was a shiny black sword. The sword handle and the sword body were covered with black dragon patterns. The blade was neither thin nor thick, and the sword edge was extremely sharp.

Mo Qianyu casually made a few sword flowers, and the sound of the sword breaking through the air was like a dragon's roar, with enormous power. In his previous life, he did not find the spiritual weapon he wanted, but he did not expect that in this life, Bai Li would fulfill this wish for him.

After the man and the sword become one in mind, in addition to the form of a sword, the whip can also be transformed into a whip. Compared to the sword body, the long whip is also very majestic, as if a real dragon has appeared in the world.

"Since this sword was discovered by Master, please give it a name."

Bai Li thought for a moment and called it "Shadow Reflection!"

The young man's eyebrows were curved, and there was an expression of great satisfaction on his handsome face. He gently placed the spirit sword on himself, and the sword immediately turned into a shadow and drilled into his body. After placing Dawn, he stepped forward and hugged Bai Li tightly.

"Master, thank you for finding such a useful spiritual weapon for me. Master, I like you so much!"

Bai Li randomly touched the top of Mo Qianyu's soft head and said, "Master likes you too. Now that we have the sword, let's get out quickly."

The two of them returned the same way they came, and successfully returned to the Dark Treasure Pavilion before the whirlpool disappeared.

Cang Lan looked at the joy on the two people's faces and knew what was going on. "Congratulations to the two of you for getting your own magic weapons. Many people here succeeded, and many failed. You two are really lucky. This test was the result of your accident."

When other people came in and saw the spiritual weapons everywhere, their eyes widened. Some people wanted to take them all away. They were not narrow-minded but ambitious. They were greedy for more while having enough in their bowls. This led to the situation that when the time was up, they did not get any spiritual weapons. This also tested a person's determination. If you don't have enough determination, the spiritual weapons will not choose you.

After bidding farewell to Canglan, the two left Yancheng. Bai Li walked to the place where his spirit sword was hidden and with a wave of his sleeves, the barrier disappeared into nothingness. Both of them got their spirit swords and then boarded the Qianli Boat and left.

Bai Li thought to himself that he should be able to catch up with his little disciple in his tribulation. After all, it is not so easy to break through from one realm to another. Looking down at his big disciple who was like an octopus, Bai Li felt very tired. After leaving Yancheng, Mo Qianyu was like a child who had not been weaned, always clinging to him...

The soft voice of the system sounded in Bai Li's mind. The score this time was actually 100 points, which made Bai Li very excited. He felt as if he had scored full marks in the exam. After they chatted for a while, silence returned to their minds.

The young man seemed to be more robust, and he felt heavy even when lying on his thighs. His long, soft black hair spread out on his white robe, with clear black and white colors, like a simple and elegant ink painting.

Ever since he traveled to this world, everything has developed differently from what he expected, including the "Record of the Fallen Demon Lord's Counterattack" which he only read two pages before he died. If he had known earlier, he should have finished reading the book and would not be as confused as he is now.

Bai Li can sense that his eldest disciple has special feelings for him, but he has been single for too long and has no experience of dating others in his previous life. He doesn't know what true love is like, or what it feels like when he is moved. However, he does not resist Mo Qianyu's liking for him, and he can accept the love between two men. However, in this world with clear hierarchies, whether such a master-disciple love will be a taboo, and whether it can withstand the test, everything is unknown.