Demon Lord became my apprentice

In the eighth month of Jin Gui, Cong Yi and the three took three consecutive exams, successfully ending Qiu Wei.Two months later, the Beidu Prefecture released the list, and Cong Yi won the first prize without any surprises, but Zhang Jiakang really fulfilled the wish he made casually when he worshiped Cong Yi as his teacher, and won the second prize in one fell swoop.As for Luo Xing, although he failed to get the No.3 good result, he is still on the list. In the coming year, he can go to Daxing City with Cong Yi and Zhang Jiakang to participate in the general examination.

Under Cong Yi's guidance, Zhang Jiakang's studies have improved steadily over the years.Before leaving, Mr. Zhang expected that he would get a good result, but he didn't dare to expect him to win the Asian prize.Zhang Jiakang earned enough face for the Zhang family, Master Zhang was overjoyed, and even set up a running banquet for a month, entertaining the common people from all over the world.

Compared with Zhang Jiakang's extravagance, Cong Yi's Xie Yuan is much more simple.The master invited him to have a big meal in the best restaurant in Beidu Prefecture, and this matter is considered to be a turning point.Even if someone came to visit because of their reputation, Cong Rong just received him politely, and then declined hundreds of people who wanted to make friends.

One is extravagant and breathtaking, and the other is low-key, which makes people scratch their heads. The strong contrast between Cong Yi and Zhang Jiakang has virtually covered them with a veil of mystery.In addition, the master-student relationship between Jie Yuan and Ya Yuan has always been talked about by everyone.

For a while, Cong Yi and Zhang Jiakang had the same limelight in the northern capital, and even had their names in the entire mainland of China.

Zhong Jieyuan didn't delay Cong Yi in collecting the bill, and within two days after the list was published, Cong Yi went to Tianbao Pavilion on time.The little boss, Ji Ling, was well informed, and learned about Cong Yi's high school Jie Yuan early in the morning, which made it easier for him to make arrangements.

No, Cong Yi just walked to the alley of Guijie Street, firecrackers were blasting, gongs and drums were blaring, and dragon and lion dances were performed. Those who didn't know about the scene thought that the Spring Festival had come a month earlier.

Cong Yi frowned fiercely, exchanged a glance with the same helpless Master, turned around tacitly and walked back.

Seeing this, Ji Ling waved his arms in a retracting motion, and everyone ordered them to stop him.Ji Ling trotted to catch up with Cong Yi's master and apprentice, and said with a happy face: "Little ancestor, don't rush to leave! If you think the scene is not grand enough, I will tell them to work harder."

Cong Yi stopped in his tracks, and said with a fake smile, "Thank you."

Hearing this, Ji Ling's enthusiasm was not affected at all, as if he and Cong Yi were not on the same channel at all, he said excitedly to himself: "Oh, little ancestor, you don't even know that our old Ji family has been together for decades. I’ve never had such a happy event before! When I heard about my little ancestor..."

"Wait," Cong Rong questioned with a rigorous attitude: "What do you call Lao Ji's family? What does my little apprentice have to do with you?"

"How can you ignore my business?" Ji Ling took a light look at Cong Rong, and said with a smile: "The little ancestor is half the boss of Tianbao Pavilion, isn't he a member of our old Ji family?"

Since five years ago, Cong began to provide Tianbao Pavilion with fairy grass on a monthly basis, and today's Tianbao Pavilion is no longer the small shop that can only survive by picking up the scum of the immortal family.The fairy grass brought a lot of income to Tianbao Pavilion, and Ji Ling, a human being, naturally regarded Cong as a guest of honour, each mouthful of a little ancestor, and called him closer than anyone else.

Cong Rong thought it was funny, "What's so good about being a half-boss, he's still my entire apprentice."

"That's different!" Ji Ling said forcefully: "Our old Ji's family is from the mother's family, and you are from the husband's family."

Cong Rong frowned and said, "This is all a mess."

What kind of mother-in-law's family?Will he speak?

Cong immediately became unhappy, and said in a blunt tone: "Shut up, you, if you don't talk, no one will think you are dumb."

Ji Ling just said that casually, but he didn't know why Cong Yi reacted so strongly, so he had to laugh a few times, "It's all my fault, my mouth has no sense."

Cong gave him a disgusted look, waved his hands, and said, "Tell them to retreat immediately."

After Ji Ling sent the group of gong and drum players, suona players, and dragon and lion dancers away, Cong Yi entered Tianbao Pavilion with his master.

Ji Ling took out the ledger, and Cong Yi flipped through it unhurriedly, while Cong Rong sipped tea leisurely beside him.

There was nothing wrong with the ledger, after reading it, Cong Yi closed the ledger.

Seeing this, Ji Ling immediately spread his hands and looked flatteringly at Cong Yi's master and apprentice, "Little ancestor, Brother Rong, can this month's fairy grass..."

Before Ji Ling finished speaking, Cong Rong flicked his sleeves lightly, and ten transparent glass bottles appeared neatly on the sandalwood table. The coquettish fairy grass in the bottles was quietly blooming, and each one was shining brightly.

Ji Ling's eyes straightened in an instant, and after swallowing heavily, he carefully moved the jelly grass into the mustard space with a barrier in Tianbao Pavilion.

There are customers in the store, and the guys are busy again.Cong Yi's master and apprentice did not intend to stay for a long time, after checking the account and delivering the fairy grass, he got up and prepared to leave.

"Brother Rong, little ancestor, don't you want to sit down for a while?" Ji Ling said politely, and politely sent the two of them out, "I'll see you off."

After Cong Yi's master and apprentice left, an old clerk in the store approached Ji Ling and said in a low voice, "Boss, are you really not going to tell them?"

Looking at their leaving backs, Ji Ling said calmly: "No need, we will settle these things ourselves."

"But," the clerk was very worried, "After all, the Yichuan Qin family is a family of immortals, and now they are about to find us. If they know that so many fairy grasses come from our shop, I will Worried that they will be detrimental to Tianbao Pavilion."

Except for the natural grass celestial, all the celestial grass planted and the elixir refined from it are almost monopolized by the Yichuan Qin family.In the past, Tianbao Pavilion could sell ten plants of grass jelly a year, but in the past five years, they could sell ten plants of grass jelly a month.After a long time, the income of the Qin family in Yichuan was affected, and they naturally found that something was wrong.Tianbao Pavilion has moved the interests of the Qin family in Yichuan. No one can say for sure what they will do to them if they find out.

Ji Ling's eyebrows darkened, and he said coldly: "The Qin family in Yichuan is a family of immortals. Is our Tianbao Pavilion easy to provoke?"

Having said that, if one can find a more powerful backer for protection, an extra layer of protection is not a bad thing.Thinking of this, the guy insisted: "It's a good thing for the little boss to have confidence, but if we tell Mr. Cong about this, firstly, we can have an extra layer of protection, and secondly, we can also remind them to pay attention to safety." .”

The grievances and entanglements between the Qin family in Yichuan and Cong Rong, everything that has something to do with cultivating immortals, has been heard more or less.After all, the past is not just a sensation, but like a series, the last episode will come from time to time.

Ji Ling turned around and entered the store, his tone was absolutely unquestionable, "There is no need to mention this matter again."

At the same time, Cong Yi's master and apprentice were walking out of Guijie Street, and he heard two casual cultivators passing by whispering something.

"Hey, have you heard? Sect Master Cong of Shuofang Sect suddenly fell ill."

"Falling ill? It's a lie. Sect Master Cong is in his prime, with decades of cultivation, how could he suddenly fall ill?"

"How is it impossible? Although we are cultivators of immortality, we only live a few hundred years longer than the human race. I have never heard of anyone who is immortal. What's more, the old Sect Master Cong was so talented back then, but the result is not good. Died young because of practicing qigong and becoming obsessed."

"You mean to say that Sect Master Cong also made a mistake in his practice?"

"I can't say for certain, I only know that Sect Master Cong was practicing kung fu, and his old illness relapsed, and he fell ill all of a sudden."

"So...there is probably something wrong with Shuofangzong's kendo technique, or else why would such things happen one after another."

"I don't know, Shuofangzong hasn't had a peaceful life in these years anyway."

......

Those two people walked away, but the voice of their voice lingered in their ears like a curse, and it didn't leave for a long time.

Although the expression on the master's face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, as calm as if he hadn't heard the two whispering at all, but Cong Yi clearly felt that the master heard that Sect Master Cong's old illness had relapsed, His back subconsciously straightened.