I Am the Righteous Master

"Xi'er, take my Taoist robe and come here."

The woman in gray said.

The white-haired girl nodded and was about to leave, but she said:

"What does the master want... which one?"

In her impression, Master has two vestments.

One is just white, of an ordinary color, and the other is burgundy.

It's just that since the senior brother betrayed the sect, the master has never worn that wine red robe again.

Hearing the words, the gray-clothed woman was slightly silent, and after a while, she said, "...the white one."

"it is good."

Ning Xi nodded.

………………

Flowing Cloud Capital.

In the suburbs of Beijing, in an ordinary courtyard.

An oil lamp was lit in the dark room, and a figure was projected on the white wall.

"How are things going?"

The figure flickered, and a voice suddenly sounded in the room, but it looked like a young man.

"Go back to the words of the Holy Son."

A thin figure sat at the table and bowed to the figure on the wall:

"My subordinates have lived up to the Son's expectations, and everything is going well."

"very good."

The figure on the wall nodded, "This saint promised you the right not to worship the saint, and you really did not disappoint me."

"Holy Son is overrated." The thin figure said.

"This holy son never imagined that such a talented person could be found in a barren place like Xiling Beast Mountain, but it's a pity that I came too late..."

There was a bit of regret in the shadow's words, but he shook his head:

"But don't worry, as long as you help this holy son to find the treasure of Emperor Pill, your affairs will be as easy as the palm of your hand.

Let the Immortal Hall, the Blood God Sect, and the Holy Son of the Xuantian Sect fight each other first, and I will wait to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

They must have thought that it would be a month before the birth of Pill Emperor's Relics, but unexpectedly, this Holy Son wanted to catch them by surprise! "

The black shadow on the wall suddenly stood up, and the voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu:

"This Holy Son promises you that if this is done, this Holy Son will definitely take you to the Immortal Way!"

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

The thin figure had an excited tone and clasped his fists with both hands.

"Go, this holy son never treats his own people badly." The shadow on the wall waved his hand, "Do things well, and you will have your own reward."

"Yes!"

The thin figure trembled and turned off the oil lamp.

At the bottom of the seemingly ordinary oil lamp, a small black lotus was carved.

………………

"Master, the remains of Emperor Dan will be born in Floating Cloud Country. This Floating Cloud Country...is the territory of Xuantian Sect?"

Inside the treasure car, Ning Xi looked at the sky outside the window, slightly dazed.

Hearing this, Bai Liushang reached out and touched his disciple's forehead, smiling gently:

"Don't think too much, your senior brother... Jiang Yun is now the Holy Son of Xuantian Sect, how could he come to such a place.

The things that Emperor Pill had left were deduced back then by the sect master, and it was not necessarily within the territory of Floating Cloud Country, perhaps only half of it belonged to Floating Cloud Country.

If it wasn't for the Flying Sword Sect, which borders the Floating Cloud Nation, who joined us last year, we would have no reason to share a cup of the soup left behind by the Dan Emperor. "

"……Um."

Ning Xi bit her lip, her cold brows showing a somewhat complicated expression.

If possible, she really wanted to see her brother.

She wanted to ask the senior brother who had always been the most respected in her heart, why he would betray the sect and fall into the devil.

She wanted to ask why the senior brother who loved her the most on weekdays left without saying goodbye.

She wanted to ask why the senior brother who had promised to marry her when she grew up had abandoned her and her master.

From the day she found out that Jiang Yun had fallen into a demon, Ning Xi swore in her heart that she would find her senior brother and ask him clearly.

for this desire.

She threw away the colorful clothes and picked up the sword.

She got rid of the habit of sleeping late, the bell rises in the morning, and the drums in the evening are endless.

In the past three years, she has not even slept once, instead of resting every night by meditating.

She kills people on the battlefield of righteousness and demons, and exterminates demons in the deep mountains of ghosts, and the power of the fairy sword is also blooming in the killing and dying again and again.

The current Ning Xi is only half a step away from stepping into the Divine Tower Realm, and at the age of 19, she is among the ranks of great powers.

Her talent even surpassed that of Jiang Yun back then, becoming the well-deserved No.1 of the younger generation.

But Ning Xi knew that this was far from enough.

The person she was looking for was in Xuantian Sect, on that unattainable mountain.

There is a lot of resistance ahead.

But Ning Xi swears that one day, she will commit suicide by herself, find that person, and ask "why".

………………

"Living in the capital, needles don't poke~~~"

At night, Jiang Yun pushed open the window and looked at the moon with a small wind blowing, feeling contented.

As a senior spy, Jiang Yun has always been very adaptable to the environment.

For example, this afternoon, he was already enjoying the process of being fed by Master.

The beauty is on the side, the nephrite is warm and fragrant.

Life is beautiful, and Jiang Yun is even a little reluctant to think about Shu.

Of course, "Shu" here refers to Xuantian Sect.

With a "click", the door was pushed open.

An Qingtan walked in and glanced at the disciple who was blowing hair, frowning slightly.

"I'm not afraid of catching a cold just after taking a shower..." An Qingtan dragged Tu'er back to the bed.

Jiang Yun tried to explain that he was in good health, and it was not a problem to take a little wind. After being glared by the master, he obediently shut his mouth.

Anyway, it was time to sleep, Jiang Yun got into the bed.

Well, this time it's my turn to warm the bed for Master... Jiang Yun thought to himself.

After a while, An Qingtan also packed up neatly, put on her nightgown and went to bed.

Although in the process of changing the nightgown, I was ordered by the master to turn around and not to peek.

But after changing the nightgown, the master still made Jiang Yun's eyes light up.

Since the night the stockings were discovered, Master had not worn the ankle-length nightdress, but had replaced it with a black nightdress that went above the knee.

Jiang Yun was very satisfied when he looked at those two slender and flawless legs.

Chapter 55 I'm definitely on the disciple's side

An Qingtan dawdled to the side of the bed.

In the past, she was waiting for her apprentice on the bed, but today it was Jiang Yun's turn to wait for her, but An Qingtan felt a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Yun opened the quilt generously:

"Master, please—"

"Bullshit."

An Qingtan glanced at him with some resentment, and then got into the bed.

At first, both of them fell asleep properly.

But after lying on the bed for a while, An Qingtan felt a little uncomfortable.

Usually she slept in it, but today Jiang Yun went to bed early and took up the seat inside.

An Qingtan is not used to sleeping on the side that is not against the wall.

There is no sense of security against the bed.

On the other hand, Jiang Yun was also not used to it.

Usually he slept outside, but today he moved to the side against the wall, Jiang Yun felt quite uncomfortable.

The space against the wall is too small, and I panic.

The two tossed and turned on the bed, Jiang Yun couldn't bear it any longer, leaned into An Qingtan's ear and said:

"Master, how about... let's change it back?"

"Yeah." An Qingtan nodded vigorously.

So the two changed positions again, and finally returned to the place they were used to.