Evil servant can be watched

Today, the north of the Central Plains is a desert, sparsely populated and lifeless.

At the southernmost tip of the desert, a lone mountain rises high and undulates for hundreds of miles, separating the desert from the Central Plains, like a natural barrier.

The mountains are verdant and the terrain is steep, so it is called Qingya by the world.

Legend has it that in the depths of the green cliff, there is an extremely weird sect that uses swords to cultivate one's body.

Although the sect is big, it has no connections, and unless it is a specific guest, it is impossible to visit it, so people in the world only regard it as a legend, and there is no way to verify it.

At this time, in that extremely mysterious sect that was said to be created by the Sword Immortal, a young man in a blue robe was chasing a young man.I saw that he was very angry, as if he wanted to catch the escaped man and beat him up violently.

"Cangjiu! Stop!" The young man gritted his teeth, while the boy called Cangjiu turned around and made a funny face.

"Senior Brother Seven, you are too small-minded! Isn't it just because you took a sword, why do you need to be so angry?"

"You're clearly stealing!" Yu Qi was furious, rolling up his sleeves with both hands, "See how I'll teach you a lesson after I catch you!"

"Hey, it depends on whether you can... ah!" Cang Jiu was proud, turned around, but bumped into a person who was walking towards him.

The two bumped into each other, and both fell to the ground, and the hot tea in the man's hand poured down, right on the top of Cang Jiu's head, causing him to scream.

"Hahaha! Serve it right!" Yu Qi laughed bitterly, took a step forward, picked up Cang Jiu with one hand, and supported Yan San who was knocked down by him with the other hand, "Brother, are you alright?"

Yan San patted the dust off his body, gave Cang Jiu a hard look, and cursed, "You're so frizzy, you're not calm at all, I'll punish you for copying the "Sword Classic" three hundred times!"

"Still copying! I've learned everything by heart!" Cang Jiu pouted, very dissatisfied.

Yu Qi pinched his ears, lifted him in front of her, and shouted: "You stole my sword, add another two hundred times!"

"Brother, you bully the little with the big! Don't be afraid to go out and fall into the ditch... Ah! Don't... hurt!"

Hearing his harsh words, Yu Qi added a little more strength, twisting until Cang Jiu's ears turned red, and kept wailing, then he let him go and turned to help his senior brother pick up the tea set on the ground.

"Brother, is there a visitor today?" Yu Qi asked curiously.Their sect is too hidden, usually few outsiders visit, they will use this exquisite and beautiful tea set, which usually means a visitor.

"Hmm! It's Master Xuanli of Jingming Temple. It is said that they recently renovated the temple and found a very strange sword, which was specially brought for Master's appraisal." Yan San took the tea set in his hand and thanked him with a smile.

"Is there a treasured sword hidden in the temple? What kind of sword is it? What's so special about it?" Yu Qi became more and more curious and kept asking.

Yan San sighed slightly, and said helplessly: "Master Xuanli said that 500 years ago, the sword had transformed into a human form, and was suppressed by the abbot of Jingming Temple at the time under His Royal Highness, but as time passed, the person who sealed the sword The mana has weakened a lot, and there is no eminent monk in the temple who can seal it again. Therefore, I can only turn to the master for help!"

"Wouldn't it be possible to transform into a human form..."

Yu Qi was very surprised.There are as many weapons in the world as there are stars, but those who have self-awareness and transform into human form can be counted on ten fingers. Even in the hands of their master, the sword fairy of this generation, there is only one.

Even in Wanjian Valley, which is famous for casting swords and hiding swords, there are only four self-aware swords, which are called sword spirits, and have the right to choose their own masters...

"It's a sword spirit... It's rare to see a sword spirit with self-awareness, but it's so pitiful to be sealed as a monster by those who don't know how to cherish him, alas..." Yan San sighed regretfully: "But it's no wonder they, After the sword becomes a soul, it will naturally be cursed, if it is not held by someone with a strong mind, it is likely to be swallowed by such a curse, perhaps it is because of this that people are so afraid..."

"In this way, it's better for that sword spirit to belong to the Sword Immortal Sect. At least we know how to take care of him and cherish him...Of course, except for some reckless brat who likes to mess around..." Yu Qi was about to turn around I went to scold my junior for a meal, but was surprised to find that there was no one behind me.

"Damn it, let that thief escape again!" Yu Qi stomped his feet angrily, "Next time I catch him, I'll beat him up!"

Cang Jiu didn't hear the senior brother's roar, he had already escaped from the garden, and sneaked into the vicinity of the master's study, hiding under a big tree.

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

The brother said, that sword is a sword spirit!The one-in-a-thousand sword spirit!

He has always had a hobby of collecting famous swords, and he couldn't hold back just hearing the word "Sword Spirit". How could he not come to take a peek at such a good thing!

"Immortal Elder, please stay, little monk is leaving..."

Not long after, two people walked out of the study room, one was tall and tall, and the other was short and fat, with a bald head.

"Come from a long way, let me show my kindness as a landlord, and invite Master to taste the precious fruits, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of our Qingya Mountain, how about it?" Cang Jiu's master Jianxian politely asked him to stay.

Xuan Li refused for a long time to no avail, so he had to accept the other party's kindness and follow him out the door.

As soon as the sword fairy went out, he summoned his mount and carried himself and Xuanli away against the wind.

Seeing them disappearing into the sky, Cang Jiu jumped out from under the big tree and smiled, "That's great, now whether Master will come back in a while or not, it's just an eye-opener for me!"

He wiped his nose mischievously, and seeing no one around, he slipped into the study quietly.

Without any risk of danger, Cang Jiu broke through several formations set up by the master in succession. Cang Jiu dexterously got in front of the desk, and the sword was lying quietly on the desk.

The sword body is slender, and the whole body is black, with a dark red light shining slightly.

With just one glance, Cang Jiu fell in love with this sword. He fondled the sword body and kept admiring, "It's really a good sword! It's better than any one in my collection, and..."

His fingers slowly touched the lower end of the sword body, where a golden "?" character was engraved there, which looked very eye-catching on the black sword body.

"Damn, those old bald donkeys are really hateful, they even sealed the sword spirit!" Cang Jiuwu was annoyed, and even blushed, as if he was the one who was sealed.

But soon, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he took the sword from the table, and stood it upright in front of him, "Then... if I help you unlock the seal, you will recognize me as master, how about it?"

How could Hei Jian talk, the room was very quiet, there was no movement for a while.

"Okay, since you don't object, then I'll take it as your acquiescence! We've made a deal." Cang Jiu said to himself, deciding on the future for Hei Jian without authorization, took a piece of cloth and tied it on his back, and then Out the window.

He ran along a narrow path into the back mountain and came to a hidden place before he slowed down.

After wiping off his cold sweat, seeing that no one was following him, he immediately pulled out the black sword on his back, drew the same character "?" Drops on every corner of the character.

"Soul of the sword, listen to my order..." The magic formula escaped from his mouth. After a long time, the black sword on the ground resonated and trembled non-stop. The obtrusive "?" on the root of the sword also appeared dazzling .

"Hmph... not so close..." Enduring the strong pressure on his body, Cang Jiu folded his palms together and compared his index finger to the character "?" on the sword. A little blood red dripped in the center of the character.

The surrounding ground shook accordingly, and the character "?" on the ground and the one on the sword glowed red together!

After that, a string of Buddhist scriptures appeared all over Hei Jian's body, as if he had been unshackled and peeled off circle by circle.

"Who are you? Why do you want to lift the seal?" Heijian gradually straightened up, and after the Buddhist scriptures dissipated, a thick black air emerged from the sword.

"I want you to be my sword spirit!" Not only was Cang Jiu not frightened by the sudden deep voice, but he wiped his nose proudly, stood up, walked to the side of the black sword and held the hilt.

"It's ridiculous! You're just a human kid, what qualifications do you have to be my master? What's more, I have already decided not to recognize the master." Although he mocked and refused, his voice was soft and sweet, which made Cang Jiu firmly determined to tame this sword spirit. Determination.

"It's up to you whether you recognize the master or not, because your fate has long been in my hands!" Cang Jiu is a sword fanatic. Apart from collecting swords on weekdays, he also likes to sneak into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read ancient books about sword spirits. He remembers that This kind of incantation is used when subduing the sword spirit.With a movement of his finger, he added several strokes on the "?" on the ground, and the entire formation suddenly burst into light and became full of aggression.

"You...how dare..." Heijian exclaimed in surprise, the black smoke that was originally wrapped around the sword body seemed to be pulled out by something, and it continuously separated from the sword body, gathered in front of Cang Jiu, and gradually twisted with.

"I'm the youngest and most promising disciple of the Sword Immortal sect! My name is Cang Jiu!" Laughing, Cang Jiu didn't wait for the opponent to fully appear and stand still, bit his thumb, stuck his finger into the black smoke, and drew a line of blood Fu, "From now on, you are my sword spirit! Unless I cancel our contract, otherwise, you will never escape!"

"Blood Control Curse?" The black smoke gradually condensed, turning into a human form.

A delicate face also appeared, with slender willow eyebrows, straight nose bridge, light red lips slightly pursed, and a pair of purple eyes full of resentment looking at Cang Jiu unwillingly, revealing a bit seductive.

"Hehe, didn't expect me to do this?" Cang Jiu smiled triumphantly, pinched the opponent's chin, pulled him in front of her, looked at the sword spirit's face carefully, and nodded in satisfaction, " Well, good! What's your name?"

Sword Spirit turned his head away in disgust, and didn't answer, thinking secretly how to get rid of this impolite brat.

With the lessons learned 500 years ago, he doesn't want to have anything to do with humans anymore!

Cang Jiu pouted unhappily when he didn't get a response, picked up the sword from the ground, put it in his palm and gestured, and said coldly: "No matter what, I'm your master now! As a sword Ling, you should understand, right? Sword spirits cannot disobey their master's orders, otherwise..."

His fingertips scratched the sword fiercely, and the sword spirit immediately bent down, his face pale with pain.

The blood control curse is different from the ordinary master-servant contract. Cang Jiu separates the sword spirit from the sword itself, so that the sword spirit can only rely on the blood contract with the master to maintain its body, and all the feelings on the body will also be affected by the master. manipulations, such as pain...

Cang Jiu's merciless dismounting made him understand that if he didn't do what this damned brat said, he would never forgive himself lightly.

hateful……

"Then, let me ask you again, what's your name?" Cang Jiu narrowed his eyes, raised his chin triumphantly, and looked arrogant.

This time, the sword spirit glanced at him coldly, and after a long silence, he hesitated to say, "Evil intention..."

"Evil, what a weird name, but I like it! Haha!"

The retreat of the sword spirit made Cangjiu show off his prestige as a master, so he laughed in satisfaction, patted Xieyi's thin shoulders, and pointed at himself with a thumbs up, smiling like a hooligan: "You Don't worry, if you follow me in the future, I will never let anyone bully you!"

I'm afraid you're the only one who can bully people, right?Xie Yi resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but after thinking about it, he felt that this kid was a little special.Would someone deliberately come here to provoke such a "monster" like himself?

Shouldn't they think of themselves as ghosts and avoid them?Why did you deliberately enter into a master-servant contract with yourself?

Just as he was thinking about the strangeness of the new owner, there was a burst of anger from behind, "Cang Jiu! Look at what you have done!"

Both master and servant were stunned at the same time, and Cang Jiu secretly thought that something was wrong, turned around stiffly, and replied with a guilty smile, "Master...Master, didn't you, didn't you go to entertain Master Xuanli?"

The sword fairy widened his eyes, and twisted the little apprentice's nose fiercely, "If I didn't feel that you were causing trouble behind Wei Shi's back again, I wouldn't have rushed back in a hurry! You cast a blood control curse on the sword spirit? "

Seeing the old man in front of him being so angry, he evilly thought that the other party was the same as the worldly people and regarded himself as a monster.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his tone was filled with bitterness and helplessness, "Please keep sealing me, anyway, I don't want to reappear in this world..."

Looking at that lifeless face, the sword fairy felt sorry for this rare sword, so he suppressed his anger, ordered Yan San who was following behind him to take care of Xie Yi, and then twisted Cang Jiu's ears, "The villain ! Come with me!"

Cang Jiu was being carried away by the master with a bitter face, his eyes drifted to the evil behind him from time to time, seeing Yan San enthusiastically asking questions with evil intentions, he was extremely upset.

Why is the third senior brother touching other people's things casually!

He had forgotten that not long ago, he also stole his seventh senior brother's most precious sword.

"Cang Jiu..." After arriving at the back mountain, the Sword Immortal let out a long sigh, and Cang Jiu, who was behind him, immediately knelt down in front of him, expressing excitedly, "Master! I'm going to fix my evil intentions!"

"Nonsense!" Sword Immortal scolded angrily, his face flushed with anger, but seeing the young apprentice's resolute face, he had no choice but to persuade him earnestly, "Your qualifications are still young, how can you know how to control sword spirits? Every sword spirit must have some kind of curse ability, if the master is not strong enough, he will fall into their curse, be bewitched, and lose himself.”

"Master, don't worry, as your disciple, if you are still bewitched by the sword spirit, I will be so sorry to you old man!" Cang Jiu raised his hand and made a gesture of swearing. "The disciple is willing to swear to the sky that he will never be deceived by anything. He will always keep the words of the old man, Master, in his heart, and be an upright person, worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth!"

"But for evil intentions..." Sword Immortal was a little shaken, he had always been unable to speak against his shrewd apprentice, and now he was gradually losing ground.

"Master, the greatest wish of this disciple in his life is to have a sword spirit. With evil intentions, this disciple promises that he will never steal the hidden swords of his brothers again, never tamper with the things in Master's Sutra Library, and never ..."

While Cang Jiu was making a speech, he suddenly noticed that Master's face was turning blue, and he knew something was wrong, so he shut his mouth immediately.

"Okay... Cang Jiu! Let me tell you how you know how to control the blood curse. I haven't taught you yet. It turns out that you not only stole the swords of your senior brothers, but also dared to break into the forbidden area of ​​the sect! If Shi Ruo If I don’t teach you a lesson, how can I be worthy of the patriarch!” Sword Immortal’s fingers trembled, his anger vented, his robe was windless, and his silver-white hair gradually flew up...

At that time, red lights burst out frequently on the back mountain, and soon there was the tragic wailing and pleading of the little apprentice, which made the eardrums of the brothers hurt, but they all smiled and kept shouting, "Master finally taught this little boy a good lesson." You bastard!"

Everyone has a feeling of resolving hatred, even if they know it well, that little bastard's stubborn temper is actually caused by everyone's pampering and pampering...

a few days later.

At noon, the sun was just right and the sleepiness was thick. Xie Yi sat alone at the desk, holding a brush, copying the scriptures, and lost his mind at the same time.

He was very confused. That day after the sword fairy called that stinky kid to Houshan for strict discipline, he allowed himself to stay in the sect, never mentioned the matter of sealing again, and was not in a hurry to give the blood contract between himself and Cangjiu to him. lifted.

In the past few days, he also consulted a lot of books, and found that the blood control curse was indeed as the little ghost said, and it could only be lifted by the owner. Moreover, after the blood control curse was lifted, the person would no longer be able to become a master, including the original sword spirit. Any one of the masters of the sword spirit.

It is conceivable that that annoying brat will never break the blood control curse easily...

For this reason, evil intentions are very troublesome.In the name of being beaten and recuperated by the master, that nasty guy nestled in his room, didn't leave the door, and let him do everything for him, completely treating him like a servant, even this punishment for copying scriptures...

"Evil intention, there are still three hundred times to copy..." Cang Jiu brought a thick stack of rice paper in front of him, squatted on the stool, and ate an apple leisurely.

The small hand holding the writing brush trembled slightly, and his purple eyes stared at Cang Jiu angrily, but Cang Jiu seemed to have been immune to it, and waved his hand in disbelief, "Look at me? Copy it quickly! It's not done five hundred times." Copy it out, don’t sleep tonight!”

Biting his lip evilly, the tip of the pen poked fiercely on the paper, leaving a large ink blot.

Cang Jiu is always ordering him around, asking him to clean up the room, help him dress, even addicted to reading cheat books, and feeding him evilly, all of which severely humiliate the evil self-esteem!

If you have the chance, you must teach this arrogant bastard a lesson!Xie Yi thought so in his heart.

"Junior Brother, Master asked me to inform you that you are required to attend the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony tomorrow morning, so don't be late!" Yu Qi suddenly climbed onto the window sill and found that Junior Brother was slacking off, so he immediately shouted, "Okay! Cang Jiu, Master punished you!" You copy scriptures, but you let evil intentions copy them for you, you are too shameless!"

"Brother, your accusation is too serious. Evil intent is my sword spirit, just like my pen. I can use it however I want. Isn't it normal for me to use my pen to copy books? Isn't it normal, brother?" Are all the books copied with your fingers?" Cang Jiu rolled his eyes, continued to bite the apple, not paying attention.

"Stop quibbling! Be careful, I will report to the master, and let the master punish you again!" Yu Qi said angrily, who knows that Cang Jiu is still the same, and doesn't pay attention to his warning at all, "Brother, with such a big mouth, Be careful when you wrestle, your center of gravity is unstable and your face is down, you will eat mud directly!"

"You!" Yu Qi was so angry that he clenched his fists, but at this moment, a strange light burst out from the evil eyes that had raised his head. It fell from the window sill with a sound.

Cang Jiu's room was built on a tree, and when Yu Qi fell, he really fell like a dog eating shit, his butt was upturned, which made the junior brother see a big joke.

"Haha! Hahaha!" Cang Jiu danced happily and kept clapping, "Brother, why are you so careless?"

Yu Qi took a breath, moved his body after a long time, covered his bloodshot mouth and got up unsteadily from the ground.

His voice became extremely gloomy, "Cang Jiu..."

"Haha, senior brother Qi, this is retribution, retribution!" Cang Jiu hadn't laughed enough, but saw Yu Qi flying towards him with a sword and slashing at him in a rage.

"Senior brother, you can't take a knife on me even if you are angry... ah!" Cang Jiu dodged left and right, jumped out of the wooden house, and flew around the treetops, but he couldn't get rid of the ghostly Yu Qi.

Although Yu Qi's temper is not bad, but he is really irritated, and he is also a very scary person.

For a moment, Cang Jiu could only hear the endless screams from a distance, "Brother, please spare me!"

He was carelessly copying the scriptures with evil intentions, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he let out a bad breath.