Rujing

A long, long time ago, so long that Jiang Rujing hadn't become famous, so long that he didn't even own the flying sword "Daozhen" of his destiny, so long that he hadn't encountered the greatest calamity in his life, Xie Zhijian, and so long that the battle between Dao and Demon had not yet begun When he was there, he met someone.

That was probably the memory of Qing Onion when he was young.

Memories of "Father Rain" and "Ginger Dog".

He was only 16 years old that year. He broke the time record for thousands of years of cultivation to the foundation stage. He was so arrogant that he secretly followed a group of senior brothers and sisters who went out to recruit people without telling the truth of the teachers. He almost died outside and could not return. Come.

The person who made him almost unable to come back, but finally made him come back, is the leader of the Demon Sect——Jun Feiyu.

At that time, the Demon Sect was the mainstream, and it was so powerful that the Daoist Sect dared not directly stalk it. Under the suppression of the Demon Sect, the Daoist Sect was struggling for resources, and even recruiting disciples was a problem.

That time, it happened that Mo Rulin led the team, and because of this, Mo Rulin attributed all the responsibility to himself, thinking that it was his own negligence that caused this little junior brother to almost die at the hands of the Demon Sect.

In fact, in detail, Mo Rulin can't be blamed entirely.

On that day, the peach blossoms in March were just in time, and the bamboo forests were verdant. A group of disciples from Juntian Sword Sect came to Peach Blossom Village in Lvlin County, Anguo, and they were gathering young children in the village to test their spiritual roots one by one. The names of Lingen's children were registered in the register, and at the same time they said: "Next."

A figure stood in front of the table as promised, and Mo Rulin raised her head after registering the name of the last child, her eyes suddenly widened.

I saw the young man in front of him with a handsome face and a very sly smile. If it wasn't his younger brother who had just been promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, who was it?

"you……"

"This Taoist priest, I should be the next one to test the spiritual root?" He just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the young man. The young man took the test placed in Mo Rulin's hand without waiting for his reply. Lingshi, concentrate your thoughts in it, and a spirit energy is injected into it.

"Don't mess around!" Mo Rulin hurriedly said, but it was too late to stop.

In an instant, the spirit-testing stone burst into light, and the silver-white and bluish aura emanated from the spirit-testing stone in Jiang Rujing's hand and shot straight into the sky.

"Heavenly Grade Water Spirit Root!" said the disciple behind him with great joy, but it was obvious that he didn't know Jiang Rujing.It's no wonder that Mo Rulin, a junior, has always been a solitary cultivator, rarely appearing in front of people, and it's normal that the disciples in the sect don't know him.

But Mo Rulin knew Jiang Rujing very well. After thinking about it, Yue Mo guessed that this kid was being naughty and wanted to make a fuss. let him go.

Now follow the process and say: "Name."

"Hee hee~ My name is Jiang Yuming!" Yuming is Jiang Rujing's name.He smiled mischievously, and vaguely caught the traces of him looking upright at Mo Rulin, and he said crisply: "This Taoist priest, do I meet the requirements of your sect to accept disciples?"

"Conform to conform!" Several disciples behind Mo Rulin nodded in unison.

"It fits! It couldn't be more right!" This sound came from not far away.

Mo Rulin's expression sank in an instant, "Junior Brother Lin and Junior Brother Lu protect the villagers and children! The rest of the disciples formed sword arrays!"

After the sword formation was formed, several rays of light descended from the sky, and several ascetics fell into the formation. One of them raised a two-handed broadsword, and with a single swing, the sword formation was smashed into pieces. Jianzong's disciples all suffered serious internal injuries.

Mo Rulin's expression changed, and he looked dangerously at the other party, who were dressed in Chinese clothes, sharp weapons, and profound magic power. "Magic repair!"

Jiang Rujing had never been down the mountain before, and had little contact with other people except her senior brother and a few elders. He had always heard that the cultivators of the Demon Sect were cruel and violent. Hearing what Mo Rulin said now, he knew that this was not the time to play around He drew out the "Whirling" long sword from his waist, and prepared to defend against the enemy with Mo Rulin and others.

But a chuckle was heard.

That person was extremely handsome, with a smile showing on his resolute and steady face, as if he saw a naughty child in his family saying that he was an adult.There was no sarcasm in the smile, but a hint of pampering.

"Where did the monster come from?" Jiang Rujing frowned.

It's not bad for him to say so.The man with a slight smile on his face was dressed in apricot white clothes, and was turning the broad sword nearly half a foot wide behind his back with one hand. His long light golden hair was tied up high, and a few strands that were not long enough fell on the ground. He covered the sides of his face, taking advantage of the sparkling blue eyes, very pretty.

Also very... weird.

At least Jiang Rujing had never seen such a person.

"Hey, boy, please speak politely! This is the young master of our demon sect! Be careful that I will cut off your tongue!" Behind the man, a woman dressed in rather flirtatious clothes said, her voice was charming but extremely fierce.

"Hey! Junior Sister Tu, you're scary again, aren't you? Boy, don't worry about what this silly woman says, just follow us and enter our magic gate. The 72 faction is up to you to choose! Beautiful wives, beautiful concubines, rising dragons and becoming phoenixes will be indispensable in the future! !” Beside the witch, a fat Taoist priest stroked his beard and laughed.

"That's not right! The Dao Sect fell 800 years ago. What's there to do? Such a good qualification, it's not a waste to come to my Demon Sect! The heavenly materials, earth treasures, medicinal herbs and beautiful utensils that my Demon Sect can provide are not It’s comparable to Taoism!” a pale-faced young man beside the fat Taoist said slowly.

Among the words of several demon cultivators, they actually wanted Jiang Rujing to join the demon sect!

A Juntian Sword Sect disciple who was struggling to get up hurriedly said to Jiang Rujing: "The people in the Demon Sect are cruel and ruthless, don't be fooled by them!"

Jiang Rujing nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, this disciple should stick to his heart."

When he turned his head again, he saw that the faces of the demon cultivators on the opposite side were unhappy.

Mo Rulin looked at the opponent's strength, and found that the woman and the fat Taoist were both at the early stage of Golden Core, and the pale young man was at the late stage of Golden Core, just like himself. Only the young man who called himself the young master of the Demon Sect couldn't see through it at all. , I just feel that his aura is back to basics, and his strength is unfathomable!

He looked around at the injured disciples of the sect, thought for a while, stepped forward a few steps, cupped his hands towards the young master of the Demon Sect, and said: "All fellow Taoists of the Demon Sect, there is no one like Lin in the Xia Juntian Sword Sect."

The young master of the demon sect saw that his expression remained unchanged under his pressure, and he was open and frank, so he couldn't help smiling, put away the pressure, and expressed admiration for him, and said: "Mr. Feiyu."

"It turned out to be Senior Feiyu. To be honest, this child..." He looked at Jiang Rujing, "He is already a disciple of my Juntian Sword Sect, and this time he secretly followed me down the mountain. In the midst of this, it was really mischievous and nonsense, and made seniors and fellow Taoists laugh."

The four of them were silent.

Seeing that Fei Yujun's expression had condensed a lot, Mo Rulin was slightly puzzled.

However, Mr. Fei Yu's expression was indifferent, and there was a hint of displeasure on his resolute and handsome face, "My surname is Fei."

Mo Rulin: ...

After being stunned for a moment, Mo Rulin calmly said: "Senior Fei, my junior..."

"No need to mention it again." Mr. Feiyu raised his hand and interrupted him, "I heard what you said just now, he has just tested his spiritual roots, and he hasn't registered it in your disciple list, let alone choose a teacher to divide his skills If so, he is not a disciple of your sect." His voice was calm, and he continued: "This Jiang Yuming, my demon sect wants him, and he will be my true disciple of Lord Feiyu from now on. I will protect him, teach him, and pass on his way. , solve their confusion, brush away their sorrows, and settle their lives."

Mo Rulin frowned, and said: "Senior, if you don't believe me, you can check his cultivation level. He has already built a foundation a few days ago, and he cultivated the "Shen Xingmuyue Sword Art" sent by me."

"Ha! We don't know how well you send the exercises, so how do we know that you are not lying to us?" The demon girl argued, "What does only a foundation establishment period mean? It's Jindan late stage!" The two people beside them nodded, they all believed that the Juntian Sword Sect was cheating them in order to snatch this good seed, and cursed in their hearts: This shameless Taoist sect!

The disciple behind Mo Rulin stood up and glared angrily: "Everything must come first and then come first! This Jiang Yuming was originally going to join my Juntian Sword Sect! Go away, you demon sect!"

"Huh~" The pale-faced young man sneered, raised his hand, and more than a dozen black flags rushed out, surrounding everyone in the Juntian Sword Sect. All Juntian disciples.

"Monster!" Jiang Rujing yelled, and the mother-in-law shot out angrily.

Suddenly, the snow-white sword light fell into the hands of one person.

Jiang Rujing felt that the whirling was out of control, and was taken aback, only to see Mr. Feiyu standing less than a foot in front of him, holding his whirling long sword in his hand and looking at it gently, at the same time, a huge coercion came over the sky, instantly Suddenly, he was pressed heavily to the ground, and there was a "bang".

Sensing his angry gaze, Feiyu-Jun slowly raised his head and walked into him with a calm expression, "It seems that you want to choose the Taoism."

"Flying Rain old thief! Let me go!" Jiang Rujing gritted her teeth.

Mr. Feiyu's face froze slightly, and he fell silent.

On the other side, Mo Rulin and the disciples of Juntian Sword Sect also fought with three other demon cultivators. Mo Rulin was entangled to death by the blue-faced demon cultivator, and he was distracted to take care of other disciples, while the other disciples finally It was stronger than in the late stage of foundation establishment, and soon retreated under the hands of two Jindan Demon Cultivators. The two Demon Cultivators seemed to have received Fei Yujun's order, and did not want to directly hurt the lives of Juntian Sword Sect disciples, so they only trapped them , but put a handful of Ziyou Demon Fire in the trapped formation.

Feiyu-jun wiped away the unhappiness in his heart, and invited Jiang Rujing again: "Enter my magic door, be my disciple, I will protect you, teach you, teach you the way, solve your confusion, brush away your worries, and comfort you for the rest of your life. "At the end, I added a sentence: "You will stand at an unprecedented height and look down on all living beings."

Jiang Rujing looked at him, and sneered only when his expectation was getting bigger and bigger, and said, "I don't!"

Mr. Feiyu frowned, and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you want to?" He was very puzzled, the Demon Sect is so powerful, and the 72 sects under its sect are all over the Tianyuan Realm, ordinary people just get an invitation to enter the door, and they have to dance with joy, let alone become him. The disciple of the young master of the Demon Sect.

This is what many people can't ask for.

Jiang Rujing sneered, she only looked firmly at her fellow disciples, and at the uniforms of the Juntian Sword Sect that they were wearing.

The young man's voice was clear and resounding: "In my life, I've only been a master of the Juntian Sword Sect, and I will never betray you!" Then, seeing the huge wound on his senior brother's shoulder, he said with hatred: "Old thief Feiyu!" , if you have the guts, let me go, let's fight again!"

The author has something to say:

Mr. Feiyu (unintelligible): You are a hero who is not a beginner, how can you talk about rebellion?

Mo Rulin: I already said that he is my junior brother.

Feiyu-jun (firm): I don't believe it, you shameless Taoists can make up anything just to rob my apprentice!

Li Lie: Punch to work.

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