These are feudal superstitions!

Jiyu, a quaint pavilion, is surrounded by emerald green bamboos and pink but not colorful peach blossoms.The petals are flying in all directions, and there is a faint fragrance in the air. The shadow of the bamboo forest covers most of the pavilion.

"Shenyue, is it confirmed?" A clear female voice sounded from the shadows.

Ji Shenyue walked towards the pavilion, the wind blew the little golden bell on her head, accompanied by the tinkling of the bronze bells on the six corners of the pavilion.

"I found out, the reincarnation of the Demon Emperor is him."

As if he had expected the result, the figure sitting in the dark was silent for a moment, stood up, and said, "But as far as I know, that person is not complete."

A figure in the dark came out of the pavilion, it was a woman like a lotus emerging from water. "The third brother is still investigating, pass the news to him." The woman ordered.

"Yes, sister." Ji Shenyue bowed respectfully to the woman and went down.

The woman Ji Shenyue called her elder sister was speechless for a long time, only looked at the peach blossoms flying in the air, and sighed softly.

"forgive me."

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"Hey?" Rong Gui pulled open the hem of his clothes, and carefully looked at the red mark on his chest, "You say this thing is a beast? Nonsense!" This mark has been in the center of his chest since he was born. , bright red, looks like a bird flying high, with long and curled tail feathers, but Rong Gui never imagined that this birthmark represents the legendary beast Fuyao!

"Huh? Fuyao?" Doesn't seem right?Fuyao is not...

Zhao Qisheng nodded slightly: "That's right, Fuyao is not only an ancient beast, but also the king of monsters."

The calendar of the Eastern Kingdom is called the Zhenyuan Calendar, and this Yuan refers to the Demon Emperor Fuyao.In ancient times, the human race first realized the use of vitality and created a series of exercises. The human race at the end of the food chain rose and quickly surpassed other races in status, even threatening the strongest race at that time - the Yaozu. It is said that, The monster race of Brahma Continent came from a different world called Xuanyuan Realm, but suffered heavy losses on the way, otherwise, the human race would not be able to match it.

Even so, that era can be said to be the heyday of the world of cultivating immortals. However, the human race and the monster race cannot tolerate each other, and a war is imminent.In the end, the human race won by sealing the demon emperor Fuyao with the monks of the human race.

The year when the Demon Emperor was sealed became the first year of the new calendar, known in history as the first year of Zhenyuan.

But after this battle, a large number of human monks fell, the secrets of the exercises were lost, and the world was turned upside down, and the people were in dire straits.Realizing the threat to ordinary people in the world of cultivating immortals, the monks in the world of cultivating immortals have three chapters:

One, do not disturb the life of ordinary people.

Second, do not interfere with secular affairs.

Three, do not rely on the situation to bully the weak.

The difference between the Demon Cult and the Orthodox also comes from this.The Devil's Cult advocates freedom. They believe that because they are too scruples about ordinary people, the activities of monks are greatly restricted, so they can do whatever they want.The decent monks restrained themselves, unwilling to bear the punishment of heaven.

But there is a rumor circulating in the seemingly peaceful world of cultivating immortals. It is said that the soul of the demon emperor Fuyao is mixed into the reincarnation pool of the human race, and will be revived with the body of the human race.

"You mean, this imprint is Fuyao? I am its reincarnation?" Rong Gui looked at the birthmark on his chest suspiciously, but was terrified inside.

He just wanted to pass his life peacefully, but he didn't realize that his existence itself was a trouble.

"Senior brother..." Seeing Ronggui's solemn expression, Zhao Qisheng was a little worried, and frowned with his slender eyebrows, "Senior brother, don't worry too much." Once Fuyao's reincarnation identity is revealed, the world of cultivating immortals will definitely attack him. Fortunately, this A secret that only a few people know.

"It's all right." Rong Gui grinned, "Maybe I made a mistake? Does this pattern look like a stamp on a silver dollar?"

Zhao Qisheng moved closer, "Huh? Don't say they look alike."

Rong Gui said triumphantly: "This means that my son was born rich and honored. Didn't you see that I successfully lifted Dongjiagou out of poverty and became rich?"

"Senior brother is amazing!" Zhao Qisheng's eyes sparkled with admiration, this natural actor, who knows if his expression is real or not.

Thinking of this, Rong Gui felt a little angry, "Huako told you, my name is Rong Gui, right?"

"Well, brother told me it was Rong Hua. I thought it was a fake name, but why was it in the third level of the Climbing Fairy Conference..." Zhao Qisheng was talking about the third level of sincerity. Anyone who lied will be judged by the sword spirit. Zong refused, but Rong Gui wrote "Rong Hua" at that time, which was his pseudonym, but he still passed the test.

Speaking of this, Rong Gui smiled mysteriously: "Have I ever told you that my full name is Rong Hua Fugui?"

Zhao Qisheng: "...No, your father really knows how to name you."

"Don't mention it! It's because the pattern is similar to the silver dollar printing, so I called it such a name. It's not elegant at all, so I can only use a pseudonym to the outside world, and I don't even say the name Ronggui. But, call me Ronggui are all acquaintances, I don’t tell strangers.” Ronggui sighed, and then patted Zhao Qisheng on the shoulder, saying earnestly: “Now that you know my full name, I will automatically remember it as Ronggui in the future. Ordinary people, let's not tell him!" Are you happy?

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qisheng didn't look very happy, but stared at Rong Gui with resentful eyes: "You told Zhao Xingxing."

"You know I went here?!" There is always a guilty feeling of being caught stealing food outside... Aware of this, Rong Gui retorted confidently: "I didn't know you at that time!"

Zhao Qisheng folded his arms and nodded: "Oh, and then."

"Then...then, shouldn't the hero save the beauty be named as a hero?" The young master is so guilty!

"Oh—" the cadence faltered.

Rong Guisheng didn't get angry, and stretched out his hand to give Zhao Qisheng a shudder: "Oh shit, oh oh oh! What am I doing to you with my sister!"

"...So senior brother likes women." Zhao Qisheng suddenly realized, "I understand, I understand, I thought senior brother liked men, and I planned to give him my body for saving me twice."

"..." Rong Gui remained silent, with his head lowered, his face livid.

This kid just wants to piss him off, right?

"Yes, I like women." Angry at me?I will piss you off first.

"Is that so?" Zhao Qisheng's expression didn't change much, which made Ronggui feel that it was his own wishful thinking again.

Zhao Qisheng turned his head to look at the window, "Since the senior brother said it, then that aunt outside the window, are you the senior's old lover?" Zhao Qisheng frowned, with a smile on his mouth.

"What? Old lover?" Rong Gui stretched out his head, and saw an acquaintance standing outside the open window, the golden bell on her head jingled as the wind blew.

Without further ado, Zhao Qisheng dragged Rong Gui into the house, and jumped out of the window with his sword in hand.

Simply neat.

Rong Gui had to admit that Zhao Qisheng was better at playing handsome than him. It was no wonder that among the female disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect, Zhao Qisheng was much more popular than him.

With a smile, Rong Gui waved to Ji Shenyue: "Sister Shenyue? Long time no see, are you okay?"

Ji Shenyue didn't answer, with a serious expression on her face, she pointed the long sword in her right hand at Rong Gui who was in the room: "I didn't expect you to be the reincarnation of the Demon Emperor."

"...Master, Junior Brother! She heard it! Does she think we have an affair?" Rong Gui shouted at Zhao Qisheng in shock.

With the sword out of its sheath in his hand, Zhao Qisheng turned his head and comforted him, "No way."

"That's good." Rong Gui heaved a sigh of relief, and patted his chest, only to find that the open front of his clothes completely exposed the Fuyao mark on his chest. Seeing this mark, Ji Shenyue confirmed Rong Gui's identity even more.

"That's all for the Demon Emperor. I didn't expect you to be such a person." Ji Shenyue had something in her words, and she meant something.

"Uh...what do you mean?" Rong Gui scratched his head, recalling the conversation with Zhao Qisheng just now, Ji Shenyue must have misunderstood something, right?Or is she discriminating against homosexuals?No way?Isn't there many beautiful stories in this world since ancient times?

Ji Shenyue glared at Rong Gui viciously: "Your junior brother has a deep affection for you, but you attacked him at a young age and stepped on many boats. I misjudged you!"

"Pfft——" Rong Gui almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, pointed at Ji Shenyue and retorted: "What kind of attack at such a young age! Did you hear clearly just now? It's this kid's unrequited love! Besides, I From childhood to adulthood, let alone women, I don’t even have a girlfriend, so how can I have so many feet!” Then he turned to Zhao Qisheng: “Say something, too, kid!”

But when Rong Gui saw Zhao Qisheng's expression clearly, an ominous premonition rose from his heart.

"Senior brother." Zhao Qisheng raised his face, with a smile that was not a smile, and the corners of his eyes were shining, "Senior brother, this fellow daoist already knows your identity, and he must have appeared here to kill you. For the two life-saving graces, senior brother, to me, Not only a benefactor, but today, let me, Zhao Qisheng, repay senior brother's kindness with enthusiasm!"

Rong Gui wiped the corners of his eyes, "It's too sensational." Then he yelled at Ji Shenyue: "Put away your fan! Don't blow the sand over!"

After Zhao Qisheng finished speaking, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and Rong Gui saw the shape of the sword clearly for the first time.Zhao Qisheng had also used a sword before, but it was always in a critical moment, who would have the leisure to appreciate weapons?Besides, from Rong Gui's point of view, the swords in the world of cultivating immortals almost all looked the same. When practicing swords with Zhao Qisheng, he didn't take off the scabbard. Although he felt strange, Rong Gui didn't ask any more questions.

Now I finally know why.

I know why Zhao Qisheng doesn't want Rong Gui to know the shape of his saber.

Because the blade, material, and even the cold light of this sword are exactly the same as Ronggui's Bi Luo Sword.

Looking at the cold light of Jianfeng, Ji Shenyue's expression tightened, "Sacred weapon?"

"That's right." Zhao Qisheng turned his head to look at her, his deep black eyes didn't show any trace of murderous intent, but both of them could feel that if they didn't move, it would be enough.

"Artifact, Huang Quan."

Rong Gui's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took out the Biluo Sword from the black iron bracelet, and he could clearly hear the sound of the sword.

"Please advise." After Zhao Qisheng finished speaking, he raised his sword and stabbed at Ji Shenyue.