After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

Li Qing saw that Murong Mo passing by in front of him so arrogantly, he couldn't help gnashing his teeth, and after he left, he couldn't help but say:

"If I became the first apprentice of the Immortal Venerable, wouldn't this Murong Mo just live under my feet? I really don't know why the Immortal Venerable chose this person in the first place!"

He thinks that he has served the Immortal Venerable for many years, and he has worked hard without credit, but he didn't know that it was all in vain in the end!

Murong Mo noticed the hateful gaze, and Yan Xiuyu was no exception. He glanced at the boy, then at Murong Mo, and signaled him to deal with it himself.

He believed that Murong Mo would deal with these people well, and Murong Mo was bewitched.

Those people can't stay on Zhujian Peak, they are suitable to be sent to work on other peaks to avoid accidents in the future.

"Master, go in and rest first, and I'll take care of the rest."

Murong Mo said in a low voice, lowered his eyes, and sent Yan Xiuyu back to Zhujianfeng's bedroom, then walked out slowly and closed the door.

When he turned around again, his eyes became extraordinarily sharp again, and the target he was looking at was the disciple led by Li Qing.

"The Immortal has rested. You ask the disciples on Bamboo Sword Peak to gather in the living room. I have something to tell you."

His eyes darkened, he looked at Li Qing, and met the disdain and dissatisfaction in those eyes.

The tall black figure crushed all the people present with an overwhelming coercion. Naturally, no one dared to say no. The superficial shock already explained everything.

This Murong Mo has already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage!In such a short time!

Li Qing's eyes were also wide open, but he was in the early stage of Golden Core and could only tremble under the pressure, unable to utter a word, his eyes almost popped out.

how come? !

Breaking through the golden core in such a short period of time, some golden core monks are still stuck at that level in their entire lives!

How could this Murong Mo have such a terrifying talent, or did the Immortal Venerable find him another elixir? !

What kind of shit luck did this Murong Mo have, not to mention being favored by the Immortal Venerable, but also brought so many resources, and from then on he ascended to the sky in one step!

The seed of jealousy grew into a towering tree, and his eyes turned red when he saw the man in front of him.

"I don't know why Junior Brother Murong told us to gather the disciples? The Immortal Master is still resting now, but Junior Brother is following orders?"

This is not an order from the Immortal Venerable, how can this person hold a chicken feather as an arrow?I thought I was something!

A sarcasm curled up on the corner of Murong Mo's mouth, "Is it possible that Senior Brother Li has an opinion on the matter that Master asked me to handle personally?"

"Of course I don't have any other opinions, but there are still many disciples who are still cultivating. Wouldn't this disturb their cultivation? The junior brother is too fussy. Is there anything that cannot be handled by the disciples present?" Li Qing suppressed his anger and said.

The former little disciple now dares to refute himself with the help of the Immortal Venerable!

"Naturally, there are important matters. They are busy for a while. There are only ten disciples on Bamboo Sword Peak. I don't think this is troublesome, Senior Brother Li. The disciples should be resting after finishing their training. "

Murong Mo knew that Yujian Xianzong would wake up in the morning and evening, so naturally he didn't need to say more, and gave Li Qing a cold look, with a hint of warning.

The two or three disciples below naturally didn't dare to go forward to say anything, they just tugged at Li Qing's sleeves.

"Brother, forget it, let's call those disciples over, don't make Senior Brother Murong angry, it's not a big deal."

They were afraid that the two of them would confront each other and hurt Chi Yu.

Li Qing glared at his junior brother who was persuading him, but in the end he could only put down his hand angrily, looked at the man in black in front of him, and snorted coldly.

In the main hall of the living room, Murong Mo stood on it with a serious expression.

In just a quarter of an hour, those disciples of Zhujian Peak rushed here, looked at the man in front of them, and stood obediently below.

Today is different from the past, Murong Mo is already a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, even if he is just an ordinary disciple, his status is much higher, let alone a disciple of the Immortal Venerable.

Naturally, they dare not chew their tongues under the eyes of others.

Murong Mo looked at them once, and the relevant information corresponded in his mind.

There are not as many disciples as there are in other peak sects, but there are very few disciples in Zhujian Peak.

The master likes to be quiet, if the headmaster couldn't stand it and sent some disciples over, the peak would probably be full of cleaning servants now.

There are only ten of these disciples below, but the talent is naturally not bad, after all, they can be sent to the side of the immortal, although they are just some disciples who play with cleaning, but in general they can do it well.

"I summoned everyone here this time to ask you which peak gate you want to go to. I will write a letter on behalf of the master and send it to the master of the peak gate to let you be inner disciples."

Murong Mo lightly dropped a bomb, which instantly detonated the dumbfounded disciples below.

A trace of what Murong Mo said is that Zhu Jianfeng won't keep them anymore?Want to send them to be disciples of other peak masters? !

"Brothers and brothers, you all know that the master is really unable to do what he wants recently and doesn't want to delay your future. In the end, I discussed with the master and planned to send you to another peak gate or under the name of an elder. It’s much better to be an inner disciple there than to be a simple cleaning disciple on Bamboo Sword Peak.”

Murong Mo knew that some people might be dissatisfied, so he analyzed it carefully.

"If you leave Zhujian Peak, the Immortal Venerable is not without affection, and asked me to prepare a spiritual weapon gift for you."

His voice was calm, and his black eyes looked at the disciples present, without any panic, just looking at them like that.

"So what do you guys think?"

The people below stopped talking one after another. Murong Mo was right, the Immortal Venerable has been practicing in closed doors all year round, or else he would go out to practice outside.

Although they were blessed by the Immortal Venerable, they also lost the teaching. Most of them found out by themselves, or asked other senior brothers and elders, which was not conducive to their practice.

But now there is such an opportunity in front of their eyes, the disciples of the inner sect are much more tempting than the disciples of Sansao, not to mention that the immortal has prepared a spiritual weapon for them.

There was silence in the hall, but after thinking about it, everyone knew how to make a choice.

"Senior Brother Murong, I want to go to Yaoxian Peak to study pharmacology."

With the first person's voice, the following immediately started talking.

"Senior Brother Murong Mo, I'd rather go to the Artifact Refining Peak to practice!"

"Senior Brother Murong, under Elder Linhuan's sect, I have always wanted to be his disciple, can you recommend me?"

"Under Elder Zhu Ying's sect, can I practice with him if I want to, Senior Brother Murong?"

……

Hearing those voices, Murong Mo's mouth slightly curved.

"Senior Brothers and Senior Brothers, come up and report your name first. Later, I will write books for the elders and peak masters on behalf of Master."

Soon, there were only two people left in Zhujian Peak, and those disciples went down happily, waiting for Yan Xiuyu to give them a letter of recommendation so that they could come to report.

Murong Mo looked at the last remaining disciple, lowered his sword eyebrows, and asked, "Where does Senior Brother Li Qing want to go? Or is there no place you want to go?"

Li Qing looked coldly at the man in black in front of him, and sneered from the corner of his mouth.

"If I don't want to leave Zhujian Peak, what can you do to me?"

"The reason for letting you leave Bamboo Sword Peak is to practice better. This is the result of discussions between Master and I. Is it possible that Senior Brother Li Qing has an opinion on this point?"

Murong Mo already knew that this person didn't like him, so naturally he didn't have a good face.

"If senior brother doesn't want to leave, I don't mind having many disciples under Zhujian Peak. Even if I see other people's cultivation level rising, can senior brother sit still?"

Murong Mo sneered, his black eyes looked straight at Li Qing, and a layer of frost covered his stern face.

This sentence pierced Li Qing's heart. His cultivation has not been loosened for a long time, and he is stuck at the early stage of Jindan. If he can worship other peak masters or elders, he will get better help.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, thinking that he still underestimated Murong Mo, even he couldn't help being moved by those conditions.

The Immortal Venerable has considered them carefully, and he should not give up these conditions due to emotion and reason.

But...he was unwilling!Why are the immortals willing to accept Murong Mo as a disciple, but he can't!Obviously he has served the Immortal Venerable for so many years!

Li Qing clenched his fingers tightly, the flame of jealousy in his heart could hardly be suppressed, finally he calmed down, let go of his hand, and said coldly, "I will be an inner disciple under the name of the master."

Murong Mo nodded, watching that disciple leave, there was also a strange light in those black eyes, if it wasn't for the sake of the master, that person took care of the master for a long time, he would have killed him a long time ago That Li Qing is gone.

The soul-hunting lamp emitted a faint light, and the black devilish energy flickered slightly in Murong Mo's palm. The violent emotion in his mind hit him, and he slammed down the handle of the table behind him.

The demon energy in his body surged, and he couldn't control his body more and more.

Murong Mo didn't know how long he could last, he watched the black devil energy running in his hands, his eyes turned bloody, and the desire to kill frantically appeared in his mind.

He closed his eyes tightly, controlled the devilish energy in his body, and slowly calmed down.

At the same time, thousands of miles away inside the Demon Race, the Demon Lord who had been sleeping for a long time suddenly opened his old eyes, staring at the sudden Demon Race bloodline in the abyss.

His eyes were full of bloodlust, and with a slight wave of his old hands, the high-level demons in all directions got the news one after another, and they were about to go to the demon palace.

Yan Xiuyu didn't know all this, he saw the baby in the crib opened his eyes, he thought he was hungry, so he quickly took out the goat milk from the storage box and fed it to the baby.