The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

A candied lotus seed had already been congealed by Xue Yu during the fight, and was held under the tongue coating, waiting for Mo Feng to stop him.

This is the ability he stole from fellow members of the Tianyan Sect before he left. As long as he has contact with others, he can make the other party have a good impression of him. The degree of good impression depends on the degree and time of contact.

At that time, after Cen Shu learned that he had acquired such an ability, he forced Xue Yu to use all the spiritual power he swallowed on Cen Shu himself.

This little thumb-sized lotus seed is the only seedling that he secretly hid with all his life, and he cherishes it very much, just to deal with the current situation.

The two stone doors slammed shut behind him, blurring Li Xiuran's unbearable scolding.

Xue Yu was not used to being hugged by other people, so he broke free from the arms around him and landed lightly on the ground, raised his head and looked at the people next to him.

This person's appearance and dress are the same as what he said in the Devil's Heart Prison, so it must be the devil's seal.

It might be because the other party's cultivation was far inferior to Cen Shu's, but after touching him with his arm for a while, Xue Yu could clearly feel that the lotus seeds had begun to exert their effectiveness.

——But there is no need to feel it at all, because Mo Fengzhi suddenly bent his knees and knelt in front of him on one knee.

"Head of the Demon Guard, Demon Seal," the other party's attitude was the same as when he was perfunctory with Li Xiuran before, but he did not avoid his gaze at all, "The subordinate is late, is the holy priest injured?"

The man kneeled suddenly and almost jumped up in fright, he didn't care about maintaining his personality, so he blurted out: "Do you kneel like this when talking to others?"

Mo Fengzhi didn't speak, just looked at him and stood up again.

"Why is the holy priest here?"

Xue Yu closed his eyelids and kept silent.

He intentionally acted like an innocent little lotus flower. The demons are very honest, and it is said that they are very easy to deceive.

But he didn't know that in Mo Fengzhi's eyes, his appearance was that of a proud young man who could not bear to be humiliated and tried to stand up for himself. It seemed to be somewhat similar to his most beloved Yaodi.

Mo Fengzhi subconsciously softened his tone, and asked in a low voice: "Who told the holy priest that this sacrificial hall is tightly guarded, and only these concubines can enter and exit before the ceremony?"

Xue Yu couldn't help raising his head to look at him, there was just the right amount of surprise in his blue-black eyes.

Mo Fengzhi sighed, with a helpless tone: "Did Da Sili tell you?"

The young holy priest remained expressionless and did not answer.

Such a silent appearance is more like his younger brother. Even Mo Fengzhi himself didn't realize that his attitude towards this young man became more tolerant and caring.

When the favorite concubine arrived, she was all dressed in thin clothes. At this time, Xue Yu was covered in blood, and was blown by the cool wind from the ground, and the pajamas that were about to be cut into rags were wrapped around her body coldly, looking pitiful.

Mo Fengzhi unbuttoned his waist, and the neatly bound uniform of the commander of the military guard suddenly fell apart.

As if he didn't realize it, he just took off his robe and put it on him, and said in a low voice: "This subordinate will send the holy priest back."

Saying it was a gift, but actually it could be called coercion. Mo Fengzhi walked half a step ahead of Xue Yu's side with a saber in his hand to lead the way for him.

Xue Yu also wondered how long the only lotus seed could last, and couldn't wait to go back to the house, the snow leopard stepped on the lapel and jumped out of Xue Yu's arms.

Mo Fengzhi only heard a soft cry from his side, and then his arms sank.

I saw a group of animals with white flowers and black circles dexterously stepping on the handle of his knife, climbing up his shoulder along his arm.

As the only leader of the underground guards, Mo Fengzhi has always been proud of his ability to react, but at this time he was actually climbed up by an animal with basically no cultivation base. That's really an 80-year-old woman who is a child, outrageous.

But what was even more outrageous was that Mo Fengzhi didn't notice anything wrong, and when the snow leopard squatted on his shoulder and looked at him, he was even a little stiff.

The pair of clear, lingling and blue beast pupils looked at Mofeng with a curious and intimate look, and the thick long hair covering his whole body seemed to be hooking him to reach out to touch it.

As soon as Xue Yu climbed up, he knew there was something going on.

Although the lotus seeds were eaten by his figure, it is obvious that he has both big and small scales, and the touching of the leopard figure is also counted on his figure.

He pretended to "hey", and wanted to catch the snow leopard on Mo Fengzhi's shoulder, but the latter leaned back to avoid Xue Yu's hand, and turned around Mo Fengzhi's neck to the other shoulder.

The man's collar was not high, and the long soft fur on the snow leopard's flanks rubbed all over his neck, and finally the long tail circled around, as if adding a leopard-print fur collar to the dark magic guard uniform.

Mo Fengzhi had never seen a cat, let alone a leopard.

He only felt a strange soft touch on his neck, and he subconsciously held the snow leopard's rear, without any intention of returning it, and said: "This subordinate will take care of it for the holy priest."

Xue Yu: Hey, I like how you pay for the money after being sold.

He was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just glanced at Leopard resentfully, and the two continued to move forward.

There was nothing to say along the way, only the indescribable favor value kept rising.

After sending Xue Yu back to the door of the room, Mo Fengzhi even had a strange feeling for some reason. He didn't want to drive away the little animal on his shoulder, nor did he want to leave directly.

If Xue Yu knew what Mo Fengzhi was thinking at this time, he would definitely feel that he was making a fuss.

Sucking furry can be addictive, just like seeing a rice vat, it feels like reaching into it to stir it, and you can’t help but want to pinch it when you get instant noodles. These are the three unresolved quirks shared by human beings (there is no such thing.jpg) , even if it is an underground person, it is normal to be recruited.

After all, he is also very cute as a snow leopard.

But Xue Yu pretended not to know about it, just stood at the door of his room, handed back the coat he was wearing to Mo Fengzhi, thanked him and looked at him eagerly.

The two of them were just scratching the surface, and Mo Fengzhi naturally hadn't reached the point of defecting directly.

His calloused palm sank into the thick hair again, and after a moment of silence, he still said: "Your cultivation level is far from that of the Holy Son, she tricked you to kill you."

"Besides," without waiting for anyone to answer, he continued, "the magic guard has not missed any omissions in defense, not to mention that even the beloved concubine has to check and check again and again, you can't get out at all, didn't she tell you that you can get into that person's room?" Pet concubine, all of them go in vertically and come out horizontally?"

"Of course not! If I knew, how could I—" Xue Yu shut up suddenly, and after a while, he asked in a low voice, "...Can you let me go?"

Xue Yu lowered his head, half accusing and half wronged, and said, "I shouldn't have come down, and I was accidentally caught again..."

Mo Fengzhi didn't answer and asked instead: "When did the Holy Priest realize that there is something wrong with his body?"

Xue Yu said: "A few days ago."

Mo Fengzhi: "After that, someone asked you to come down, and sent you to be the trailblazer?"

Seeing that Xue Yu seemed a little wary, Mo Fengzhi said frankly that he was different from other demons. He knew that there was a world beyond the prison, and that people from the earth had sneaked into the city. Xue Yu didn't need to hide it from him.

"Isn't there a saying in Renxiu that people who are not of our race will have a different heart?" Holy Priest, think again, whether the people who came down with you will really open their hearts to you after seeing you transformed into a demon body ?”

Mo Fengzhi spoke slowly, persuasively, and with a kind of earnestness like a big brother.

If it wasn't for Xue Yu to know that he was here, it would have been a coincidence of various chances, and he would have been tricked into thinking it was a conspiracy by an earthly cultivator.

Seeing Xue Yu's hesitation, Mo Fengzhi said that if he had transformed into a demon body, then only the underground would be his real destination.

Coupled with the fact that he was taken away in public and promoted to the Holy Priest of the Demon Race, it is impossible for the human cultivators on the ground to tolerate him anymore, so why bother to go out to accept those strange eyes?

Xue Yu almost nodded when he heard it, and then realized in a daze, everyone will hurt you, only I won't—isn't this pua!

Honest children don't learn well!

At the same time, Xue Yu felt a little strange.

Since there are also human races underground, there should have been human-devil hybrids, so Mo Fengzhi should have seen these hybrids show the characteristics of demons after gifting.

But the meaning of his words seems to be that he doesn't know that Xue Yu's demonic characteristics can be reversed. He can inhale spiritual energy for cultivation, and he can also inhale turbid air for cultivation, otherwise he wouldn't say something like "human cultivation can't tolerate him" talk.

Could it be said that the mixed blood of humans and demons in the underground is a human race before the gift, and will turn into a pure demon race after the gift is given?

Xue Yu asked politely: "You don't seem to think it's strange that I'm like this... Could it be that there are other people like me here?"

"That's natural!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a look of regret flashed across Mo Feng Zhi's face, obviously feeling that he had said too much, and Xue Yu would ask something related later, but he would be vague and refused to answer.

Xue Yu accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't ask any more questions, looking hesitant.But Mo Fengzhi slowed down a bit, and told him some rights that the holy priest can do.

Needless to say the cost of food and clothing, it turns out that unlike the demons in the outer city who are left to fend for themselves, the central and inner city areas have centralized education.

Although Xue Yu is older, there are also demons whose parents are not very qualified, but their children are gifted after giving gifts, and they can also go to that "school", so Xue Yu wants to attend classes with those people.

Moreover, the holy priests also have work, and they have to go to the Pillar of God to practice and worship for six hours every day.

I don't know if it's because Mo Fengzhi didn't trust Xue Yu enough, and he was reserved when he spoke. He didn't mention what Moxin Prison said before, that the holy priest can read the classics of the Demon Palace.

If he didn't say anything, Xue Yu wouldn't be able to open his mouth either.

Seeing that the effect of the lotus seeds was gradually weakening, he casually fooled Mo Fengzhi with a few words, telling the snow leopard to come back and sending him away.

On the second day, it was Mo Xin Prison who knocked on Xue Yu's door.

Demon Heart Prison stood by the door frame with folded arms and said, "You are a good planner, let our Chief of Guards give you a lecture alone."

His mother's tone was loose, and as soon as she finished speaking, another person suddenly walked out from behind her.

Mo Fengzhi said indifferently with a long knife on his waist: "The status of the holy priest is extraordinary, and it is not appropriate to have too much involvement with those idlers."

Their "mother-child disagreement" was staged, and Mo Xin Prison might be more than happy to have someone help her catch Mo Fengzhi, so she just pretended to stab Xue Yu and then slipped away.

Although he didn't have the ability of Lianzi at this time, the goodwill gained yesterday obviously had a certain impact on Mo Fengzhi's cognition, and his attitude towards Xue Yu was no different from yesterday.

Xue Yu was also happy to learn more about the human race from him, so he invited people in.

The snow leopard was making a nest on the pillow, and Mo Fengzhi wanted to hug it, but he hid it.

——Without getting good impressions, Xue Yu was reluctant to let him touch her.

This person kept greeting his ass yesterday, although he admitted that the root hair of the tail is thick and easy to touch, but he also has feelings on his body, even if it is not as good as sticking directly to the skin, it is still a kind of hooliganism.

Mo Fengzhi naturally didn't know the key to it, seeing that the little animal that was affectionately rubbing its neck against him yesterday would lift its claws and deny him today, he obviously felt a little hurt.

"Baojun has always had such a temper." Xue Yu flung the blame weakly.

Mo Fengzhi was noncommittal, and only led the two of them to sit at the table.

The so-called class turned out to be just about the history of the Demon Race.

It is said that the demons were born in darkness, and a god pityed them that they were living underground without food and clothing, so they gave them grace, but they only needed labor in exchange.

"Of course, this is just an excuse for other people." Mo Fengzhi spoke bluntly, and did not hide the reason for Qing Shi's actions back then.

It's just that Mo Fengzhi focused on Renxiu's oppression of the demons thousands of years ago, saying that they didn't disclose the truth to the public, it was just a kind of protection.

The current demons have food and clothing underground, and there is no life-threatening existence, so they are much luckier than they were thousands of years ago.

And because the demons are born from the turbid qi between heaven and earth, not only the meridians are retrograde, but also they have no self-awareness before the Nascent Soul Stage, and they are very aggressive, which is very similar to human beings practicing fire and obsession, which is not tolerated by righteous monks.

But through the accumulation of pure turbid air underground, since hundreds of years ago, newborn demon babies will not appear insane.

Even knowing that this might be one of Mo Feng Zhi Pua's words, Xue Yu's thoughts still drifted for a moment.

After the actions of the Qing Dynasty, the clean qi rose and the turbid qi sank, and the two clans with very different forms of cultivation also separated completely.

As a result, the demons in the ground cured their innate diseases, and the human cultivators on the ground also improved their physique and realized the cultivation of immortals for all.

From a more macro and long-term perspective, this may indeed be a win-win situation.

Seeing Xue Yu in a daze, Mo Fengzhi stopped, and asked kindly: "Is what I said boring?"

Xue Yu hurriedly said, "No, no."

He is like a troubled child who is fascinated by a bedtime story and doesn't want to go to sleep, his eyes are slightly bright: "I think it's very interesting, is there any more?"

Mo Fengzhi is not as interested in the past as the other two, he only knows one thing but doesn't know the other, so he can't say anything else.

He simply untied a stone plaque from his waist and handed it to Xue Yu: "You can go to the scroll to see for yourself."

Xue Yu was secretly happy, and took the waist card to thank him.

"I used to think that my son was very resourceful, and he was able to fight Mo Fengzhi fiercely, but today I saw... tsk."

Demon Heart Prison threw the stone tablet back into Xue Yu's hand, and said with a lack of interest: "As a holy priest, you can come and go in and out of the volume at will, but he bought you with a token."

Xue Yu put away the treasure of the stone tablet: "Pay attention to the words, what is the fight so hot, let your daughter-in-law hear that you are going to kill me again later."

Demon Heart Prison looked at him silently.

Xue Yu: "Your son-in-law, son-in-law is fine."

Mo Xin Prison poked his forehead hard with his finger: "Look at your idea."

Xue Yu ran to the other side of the room with his head in his arms, changed the subject and said, "You went there to see it before, tell me if there is anything you need to pay attention to."

"Nothing." Moxin Prison lazily leaned against the head of the bed, "There are not many books at all, you will know after reading it."

Of course Mo Fengzhi couldn't be with Xue Yu all day, so he left two demon guards to guard him day and night.

On the surface, he said that he was at his beck and call, but Mo Fengzhi said that he was afraid that the Moxin Prison would be unfavorable to Xue Yu, and of course it also played a monitoring role.

Xue Yu didn't care, he followed the guidance of the magic guard and walked towards the volume where the books were placed.

After all, the underground resources are limited. Even in the inner city where the "Envoy of the Immortal" lives, the houses are made of stones, but the exterior is more carved, and it looks less ugly than the outer city.

There must be no street lights, only the ground fireflies attached to the stone walls glowing brightly, outlining the strange rocky buildings, and the surroundings are strangely dark.

Fortunately, the Pillar of Fascination is still adjacent, and you only need to turn your head slightly to see a thick white light standing between the sky and the earth. It is like a light veil floating like a moon, enveloping the entire inner city in a faint light.

This kind of light relieved Xue Yu's irritability of being in the dark for a long time.

Xue Yu couldn't help thinking, if he really continued to live in such a dark underground, would he, like other demons, regard the lighthouse-like pillar of fascination as a pillar of faith?

The sound of Mowei's reminder broke Xue Yu's contemplation, and it turned out that the scroll had already arrived.

The guard at the gate was Xila, but no one stopped him.

A place that should be in the nature of a library is not much brighter than other places, not even a night pearl, only moss, and the stale smell diffused everywhere.

Fortunately, before leaving, his mother gave Xue Yu a night pearl, and he held it up and walked in.

The pearl light gnawed away several openings in the thick darkness, exposing several strange stone walls.

There are no bookshelves here, and there are no paper books or rolled bamboo slips. The stone walls erected in the middle of the room are as thick as a foot, and countless holes are evenly and deeply cut on them. Bamboo tubes are placed in each hole. same thing.

Xue Yu opened the bamboo tube and looked, and found that inside was a rolled leather scroll, slightly larger than A4 paper, and a leather scroll could only write three to four hundred ink characters.

Moxin Prison said that there are not many volumes here, but there really are not many volumes.

The sum of all the bamboo tubes on this stone wall is enough to add up to three figures, and each tube has only more than a hundred characters. Xue Yu can read more than one volume in a day.

The covers of these bamboo tubes were numbered in thin handwriting. Xue Yu took out a few scrolls and looked at them, and found that the contents recorded in these scrolls were different, and they were placed on different stone walls according to different categories.

There are not only narrations of the past, but also deletions, revisions and updates of decisions and laws, and even records about the population of the demons.

Xue Yu read the history first, and the records on the leather scroll were pretty much the same as his impression of the original book. It was very detailed and specific, and it was like writing a novel, almost recording the entire decision-making process one by one.

Xue Yu browsed very quickly because he had read it a long time ago.

But when he stretched out his hand to read the next volume, he found that the bamboo tube was unusually light. When he opened it, it was indeed empty.

Was it taken away by the magic seal?

Xue Yu quickly weighed the bamboo tubes at the back, and sure enough, he found several empty ones.

The leather scroll inside was taken away because he didn't want Xue Yu to see the recorded content.

Can these records about the actions of the Qing Dynasty be put on the ground for the holy priests of the demon race to see, what can be hidden in it?

The total number of bamboo tubes in the historical part is only twenty or thirty tubes. Xue Yu read the part about the actions of the Qing Dynasty and recalled the missing content based on his impression.

But I found that this part should not be very unusual, and it is also a process and decision-making, which is not much different from the leather scroll that has not been confiscated.

Xue Yu continued to look back, and the next volume after the end of the Qingshi operation was also missing, and then there was a record that some human races left underground helped the sparse demons on the ground move into the underground according to the agreement.

Immediately afterwards, there were several empty bamboo tubes, and there were no major events to record after that, only the small limit ceremony once in a hundred years and the change of various holy priests were recorded.

This part is not written in the original book, but there are too many defects, and Xue Yu can't guess what happened in it.

The records of laws and regulations are the least in bamboo tubes, there are only a few, and there are no gaps in them.

Those rules - such as exchanging spirit stones for food, ringing the bell every day and worshiping, have not been changed much since they were established.

Among them, there is only one that deserves Xue Yu's attention, that is, when the demons moved underground for more than a hundred years, a new regulation prohibiting the combination of humans and demons was added.

Now there is not even a shadow of a human race in the whole underground, and most of the demon races do not know the existence of human cultivators, as if they forget that they moved from the ground, and at the same time they forget who oppressed them. It seems pretty pointless now.

But only now.

Seven or eight hundred years ago, when the older generation knew everything about the demon race, did the two races live together as equals for a period of time?

Xue Yu couldn't think about it, so he simply continued to look backwards.

The demons have the most observation records, dozens of tubes, and the population of the demons will be recorded every ten years. Although the pure numbers are not as intuitive as the graph, Xue Yu still sees some tricks in it.

The population of the demons increased tenfold in the first hundred years from the initial few thousand, and then the growth rate gradually slowed down and stagnated. Five or six hundred years later, the population began to decrease, and then dropped again and again.

According to the Demon Heart Prison, the demons can only have one child in a lifetime, so the population will decrease year by year, so how could it increase so much in the first hundred years?

Xue Yu continued to flip through other scrolls, only to see that it listed various characteristics of the demon race, as well as the changes over thousands of years.

Among them, it is said that the demons gradually gave birth to conscious babies, and they no longer had the phenomenon of madness as before, but at the same time other symptoms appeared, such as the body gradually weakened, and cultivation alone could not provide nutrition for the whole body, and they had to eat three times a day. Another example is changing from normal childbearing to being only able to give birth to the first child.

Xue Yu checked the number of years, and found that when the demons gradually had difficulty in giving birth, a new regulation prohibiting the union of humans and demons was added, and the system of numbering the demons' tattoos was also promulgated at the same time.

In the following volumes, the combination results of different numbers are recorded in detail, dozens of volumes are like this.

A number is used to represent a demon on the scroll, just like the record of Mendel's pea hybridization experiment, with a kind of cold examination and strategizing.

The recorder used a large amount of experimental data, and even came to the conclusion in the experiment that there are defects in the marriage of close relatives.

The more Xue Yu looked at it, the more he felt cold. These numbers are not peas, and no one can arrogantly treat the same intelligent creatures as Mendels!

Not only did he treat the demons as livestock, but he also treated them as guinea pigs for experiments!

In the blink of an eye, Xue Yu suddenly understood what was missing from those previous scrolls.