Demon Lord became my apprentice

After wandering around all night, Zhang Jiakang was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, and he slowly got up to visit his uncle when the sun was high.Zhang Jiakang talked about it, but Cong Yi didn't agree to go with him, so Luo Xing couldn't stand the threat of his stalker, so he went out with him.

Cong Yi stayed quietly in the room alone, flipping through books.Qiao Yuan was also alone, it was really boring to be bored in the house, so he came to look for Cong Yi.

As soon as the door opened, Qiao Yuan saw the scattered books on the table behind Cong Yi at a glance, "Are you reading?"

This question is really nonsense, Cong Yi lazily squeezed out a hmm from his throat.

Qiao Yuan shook the fried soybeans that were still warm in his hand, and said, "It's a bit boring to be alone, don't mind if I bother you."

On the one hand, Cong said little, and he didn't know Qiao Yuan well. The two of them stayed in the same room and didn't say a word for a long time.If it were someone else, they would definitely regret that they reached out and knocked on that door because the atmosphere was too embarrassing.But Qiao Yuan didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with such an overly quiet atmosphere. After exchanging pleasantries, he took out a book and read it quietly.

What Cong saw was anecdotes and unofficial history, full of gimmicks and fascinating.What Qiao Yuan held in his hand was the mental method of cultivation, which was boring, but he could refer to it over and over again.Cong Yi quickly finished flipping through the unofficial history book in his hand. When he raised his eyes, he inadvertently glanced at the contents of Qiao Yuan's book.

It took only a moment before and after, but Qiao Yuan keenly caught Cong Yi's brief gaze.Qiao Yuan generously handed the book in front of Cong Yi, "This is the most basic inner strength method for cultivating immortals. If you forget it, I can lend it to you."

I don't know if it was the blind worship of the immortals by the human race that affected him, or because of the mysterious and mysterious power in his body, in short, Cong Yi has always hidden some obsession with cultivating immortals in his heart.Although Cong could tell at a glance that Master was a very powerful person both in the past and now, he could also see that Master didn't like him being exposed to these things.In order not to make the master angry, Cong Yi never mentioned anything about cultivation in front of the master since he was a child.

In an instant, Cong Yi quickly restrained his mind, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not interested."

At the same time, Cong Rong went to Tianbao Pavilion.

"Hey, Brother Rong is here, it's not even the end of the month yet, Brother Rong has come to give me fairy grass in advance?!" Ji Ling immediately smiled when he saw Cong Rong.

Cong Rong didn't care about the relationship with his customers for so many years, and poured cold water on him as soon as he opened his mouth, "You think too much."

"I knew it." Ji Ling's smiling face immediately collapsed, and he complained: "It's not me, if you have the thought of making money like Cong's little ancestor, you won't be poor enough to rely on apprentices to support you .”

Cong Rong didn't take it seriously, Jun's face even showed off a bit, "You love me, what's the use of other people's jealousy?"

Ji Ling choked, and was inexplicably fed a mouthful of dog food, enviously said: "I never thought that there would be times in this world where I, Ji Ling, would miss him. Speaking of which, where else can I find such a cheap apprentice?"

Cong Rong ignored his nonsense, and explained why he came, "I am here this time because I have something to trouble you."

"Wait a minute!" Ji Ling stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Let me be mentally prepared first."

It must not be a trivial matter that can make Cong Rong talk about trouble.Ji Ling exaggeratedly took several deep breaths before saying cautiously: "Say, talk."

Cong Rong said: "There is still the last millennium black iron in the treasury of the Cong family in Yingzhou, I need you to help me buy it back."

Hearing this, Ji Ling almost lost his temper on the spot.

More than 200 years ago, a large-scale fishing vessel unintentionally salvaged the rare thousand-year-old black iron from the deep sea of ​​Southeast Asia.This black iron is cold to the touch, yet strong and tough, making it an excellent material for forging weapons.Back then, when the Yang family in Yingzhou, who was good at forging weapons, learned of this, they bought Xuantie back at a high price.Swords forged from black iron are rare in the world, but due to the particularity of the material, not just anyone can control such a high-grade fairy weapon.

In the past 200 years, there were only two weapons forged from thousand-year-old black iron, and one was sealed away after the ancestor of the Yang family passed away.The other one is Jinsi in Cong Rong's hand.

Today, the thousand-year-old black iron in the treasure house of the Cong family in Yingzhou is the last remaining piece, and its value cannot be measured by money.

Ji Ling wanted to cry, "Brother Rong, you should know better than me, if you kill me, I won't be able to buy you thousand-year black iron."

Ji Ling thought that unless the demons came back and wiped out the Cong family again and took away the millennium black iron, the Cong family would never give up such treasures.

How could Cong Rong not know what Ji Ling said.He waved his sleeves calmly, and then ten scarlet lacquerware appeared neatly on the table.

"This is..." Ji Lingwu opened his eyes wide, not to mention what is inside, just the lacquerware outside, it looks like a fairy artifact from the Linji Song family.Ji Ling's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to open the lacquerware, only to see elixir of different colors lying quietly in it, seemingly inconspicuous, but Ji Ling couldn't help but gasped.

Immortal Grass Transforming Immortal Pill, the secret technique of which is not to be shown for the time being, but in terms of quantity alone, ten immortal grasses may not be able to condense into one elixir, and if there is a slight difference, it will be destroyed overnight.Even Misty Pavilion, the richest among the four great immortal sects, may not be able to produce ten elixir at once.

Ji Ling was shocked for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses and said in disbelief: "Brother Rong, are you planning to let me buy millennium black iron with these???"

Cong Rong hummed lightly.

Cong Rong's meaning was obvious, but Ji Ling was still unwilling to believe it.

Ji Ling felt like he was suffering from angina pectoris, and it became difficult to breathe in an instant, "No, I must have heard it wrong, I must have heard it wrong..."

Ji Ling murmured to himself for a long while, but he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly shouted excitedly at Cong Rong: "Brother Rong, slap me quickly and wake me up from my dream!"

Cong Rong was speechless for a moment.He used to refine those elixir for his elder brother day and night, before he had time to send it out, he suddenly heard that the elixir had turned into a poisonous elixir, and a series of tragedies followed.From then on, not only did Cong Rong stop making alchemy, but he almost threw away all the elixir he had.After all, the elixir is just an elixir, and even if Cong Rong was dizzy with anger, he couldn't do anything to vent his anger on the innocent.

Cong Rong didn't care, but Ji Ling was so distressed that he wanted to die, so he asked Cong Rong to wake him up.

The person concerned had this request, and Cong Rong couldn't refuse. She raised her hand, and with a crisp sound, five slender red fingerprints appeared on Ji Lingbainen's baby face.

Ji Ling was stunned at the moment, the real pain pulled back his mind, who knew that the scene in front of him hadn't changed at all, Ji Ling, who had lost the qualification to dream, covered his face with one hand and his heart with the other, crying came out, "It hurts!!!"

Cong Rong turned a blind eye and said, "I'll come to pick up the things in two days."

After saying that, Cong Rong stepped forward and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Ji Ling woke up completely, hugged Cong Rong's sleeve, and wailed, "Brother Rong, let's discuss, can you keep some of this elixir for me? At least it has been turned around by my hands , don’t leave anything behind, I don’t sleep with my eyes closed at night!”

Cong Rong withdrew her sleeves in disgust, looked at Ji Ling's pitiful look, and frowned slightly.

Ji Ling rubbed his hands aggrievedly: "Please."

Cong Rong was very speechless, "As long as you can get back the black iron, these elixirs are at your disposal."

With Cong Rong's words here, Ji Ling, a good bargaining expert who plucked Yan Guo's hair, immediately smiled, "I promise to complete the task!"

Ji Ling changed his face too quickly, just like a rehearsal, and Cong Rong suddenly felt that he had fallen into his tricks again.

……

After leaving Tianbao Pavilion, Cong Rong stopped on the deserted long street, raised his head slightly, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and looked at the warm sun in the sky.The bright spring light sprinkled on his handsome and flawless face through the cracks of his fingers. In a trance, he seemed to see Cong Yi's tall and straight figure under the bright fireworks last night.At that moment, he had the answer in his heart. No matter how the world changes, what he wants to protect is the eternal youthfulness in Cong Yi.