The morning drum was beating, and the day's class began. Yesterday, Ah Zhuo heard Jing Zun say that he wanted Xunshi. He secretly made up his mind to study hard to earn more Xunshi. When the time comes, the senior brother will give it to him if he wants it.

It's just that if the ghost king and the demon king heard this, they would probably complain: "Why would you treat us like a skinny mermaid instead of being skinny like a carp, and treat him as a gift?"

But for the poem ten days later, they did not doze off in class for the first time, and even asked Ah Zhu for advice after class, but the content of the advice...

"Junior Brother Jiang, the food you cook is delicious. Can we go early tonight and have a meal before tutoring?"

[Okay, what's the problem with this, someone likes my cooking, I'm not too happy yet. ] Ah Zhuo said in his heart, and said superficially, "You'd better put your studies first."

The two pulled Jingzun: "You can help me talk."

Jing Zun said with a smile: "It's fine to go to eat, you need to help, you can't make my junior brother tired now, junior brother, haven't you studied ink yet?"

Xuan Yan stepped forward: "Isn't it easy to study ink, I'll do it."

Not to be outdone, Yan E said, "Junior Brother Jiang, are your shoulders sore? Do you want to squeeze it? I'll do it."

A Ju: "..."

He also wanted to say, big brother, are you tired of listening to the lectures, don't worry about getting the Xunshi, I'll do it.

Right now, for several days, the disciples in the mountain often saw that there was one more disciple among the Sanfeng disciples who always get together recently, and was often surrounded by stars and the moon.

"It seems that Junior Brother Jiang is the real tyrant in the mountains." Everyone speculated, "We'd better not provoke him."

Ten days later, under the guidance of Ah Zhuo, the Ghost King and Yao Wang finally got together ten poems and handed them in, barely passing the test.

Today the head teacher came to observe the class, but heard that these two people were punished by the calligraphy and painting teacher again, and Jing Zun was going to hand over a picture of mountains and rivers in half a month.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the other disciples ran away with great experience, but they still dared not pick up the shoes after running away, for fear that these three would arrest others for painting.

They really didn't want to arrest people this time, didn't they already have a tutor by their side.

It's great to be able to eat in an open and aboveboard manner again!

The students in the hall were almost running away, the head teacher stopped the three people and said: "I have something to entrust to you, if you complete it smoothly, you can reward a honor stone."

The three waited with staring eyes.

The head teacher waved his sleeves, and there was a black iron order in his hand, emitting a gloomy light: "The demons have issued a letter of challenge, and they want to fight Zhao Yanshan."

Jing Zun raised his eyes and looked, this is indeed the order of the demons to start the war, and the green fringe of this piece should come from Hu Yiqing.

"Why do we fight? Have we offended the demons?" Yan E asked.

"Did Changfeng have a dispute with Hu Yiqing, the protector of the Mozu Qingtang?"

"Just for this?"

"The fight between the two of them is trivial, but Hu Yiqing said that we have swallowed a top-quality sacrificial spirit." The head teacher said, "Do you know what's going on with this sacrificial spirit?"

Yan E thought about it for a while, and then explained the situation at that time. Of course, he concealed his identity: "The sacrifice spirit was taken away by the ghost world that happened to arrive, and he must have been reincarnated by now."

"I was going to ask you to come forward to resolve this matter, and you happened to understand the situation at that time, so the three of you will go to the Demon Race together to stop this dispute."

"Stop?" Jing Zun said.

"Yes, Mozun Jingzun and Shangxian Mu Lin worked together in the past. He was kind to our fairy sect. In the past 1000 years after his death, I have always advocated not to be enemies with the demon race. The three of you are the most cultivated in the sect. Alright, go to the Demon Race to make peace, and pay attention to restraining your temper."

The head teacher took two steps, looked at the two people beside him, thoughtfully: "You two, do you want to go to exercise together?"

A Zhuo was still looking at the elder brother, and heard Meng Ximao beside him say: "The headmaster must obey the orders."

He also nodded.

"Okay, you two go together too, your cultivation base is slightly lower, remember." The head teacher approached them and said seriously, "In case there is a conflict... just run away if you can't beat it."

After the head teacher left, the demon king and ghost king immediately grabbed Jing Zun and said, "It's okay to go to the demon clan, and find out where the other half of the keys are in advance, but Junior Brother Jing, you should help us cover up a bit, and don't let them find out our identities." .”

The celestial qi is pure and pure, and it is not difficult to hide the demonic qi and ghost qi. However, the demonic qi is heavy, and these non-human auras are extremely easy to expose.

Jing Zun bit the bullet and nodded: I still want you to help me cover it?

You only need to cover your breath, I have to cover my face.

He used to not show his face in front of outsiders, but there is still no need to wear a mask inside the Demon Race.

He doesn't want to reveal his identity for the time being, but he hasn't returned for thousands of years, and he doesn't know how the four guardians are managing the demons, so he should go back and take a look.

[Demons, this is where the elder brother will belong in the future, just right, go and have a look and see how the elder brother will live in the future. ] Ah Ju also thinks about it.

Only Meng Ximao was upright, with her chest held high and her head held high: "This time I will definitely live up to the orders of the head teacher and complete the task smoothly."

Several people:"……"

Oh, okay, someone still remembers the mission.

From the fairy gate across the human world to the east, to the uninhabited land of Liao, the black water surrounds the forest, and there are no birds or beasts in the forest. The cultivator cannot use the sword and can only walk.

Walking through the jungle and rowing across the black water, the other side is the border of the Mozu.

It is not as fairy-like as Zhaoyan Mountain, but it is also full of mountains and rivers. Wherever you go, there are some human portraits passing by, not as gloomy as in the legend. Demon, with two sharp horns and a fleshy face, is quite cute.

The Mozun lives on a luxuriant mountain, which looks like an overturned pot, and the name of the mountain is "Qinghu Mountain."

Going up to the middle of the mountain, in the main hall of the majestic hall, several demon cultivator disciples brought tea, put it down and went out one after another.

After sitting for a while, no one else came to entertain him, so Yan E leaned on the chair and chatted with the people around him: "Junior Brother Jing, why are you wearing a fence?"

Jing Zun had a black and opaque fence covering his head today.

"I don't want the demons to see what I look like." Jing Zun said truthfully.

"Why, have you provoked peach blossom debts here?" Yan E wondered.

Jing Zun thought for a while: "This is a reason, it's okay."

"Huh?" Yan E didn't understand in a daze, and stared at his clothes for a while, "Your clothes are beautiful, smooth and supple, and ethereal like moonlight, with a fairy air. It looks like the material is very good, where did you buy it, and if I give you the money, how many pieces will you buy for me?"

"This is a crocodile, made by my junior brother."

"Oh." Yan E looked at Ah Zhuo, and gave up the idea of ​​buying it.

Although the silk was good, he didn't dare to wear it. He cast an admiring look at Jing Zun: "Aren't you afraid that your clothes will disappear if your junior brother gets angry?"

"He won't be angry with me." Jing Zun smiled.

"That may not be true." Yan E pursed his lips. Although his little junior brother was easy to talk to, he had a straight face all day long, and he seemed to have no bad temper at all.

He looked at Ah Zhuo, found another clue, and muttered to himself: "Why doesn't Junior Brother Jiang weave shark silk for his Second Senior Brother?"

There was still no one in the hall, so Jing Zun took this opportunity to look around and saw that the demon disciples were performing their duties, and that the mountains were not deserted, and they were still in good order.

It seemed that the protectors were very caring, and he was very pleased.

After waiting for a while, a woman came in with bamboo leaves dotted on her white clothes, and her black hair hanging down her shoulders was decorated with only a white jade hairpin. She raised her slender jade hands and bowed to them: "I have been waiting for a long time, all immortal masters."

Except for Jing Zun, all the people present were slightly surprised, especially after seeing the green-haired and red-eyed Hu Yiqing who rolled up his sleeves and hacked people, and then looked at this one, gentle and delicate, dressed like a lady in the world, and behaved gracefully, The contrast is great.

The woman finished her salute and said softly, "I am Yan Shuanghong."

"Master of the Red Hall?" Xuan Yan said, "I'm sorry."

"Immortal Master is polite." Yan Shuanghong returned the salute, meeting Xuan Yan's eyes.

Xuan Yan was slightly stunned, staring at her and said: "You... seem to have a bit of a monster."

Yan Shuanghong said: "The immortal master has good eyesight. I was originally a demon, but I entered the Tao through demonic cultivation."

"Why do you want to enter the Tao with demon cultivation?" Xuan Yan was very angry, "You look down on the demon body?"

"It's just a chance." Yan Shuanghong frowned indistinctly.

People can enter the Tao as they want, this immortal teacher is too lenient.

Xuan Yan wanted to get to the bottom of it, and continued to ask, but Meng Ximao stretched out his hand to hold him back: "Don't make trouble, we are here to make peace."

He had to sit back angrily.

Jing Zun secretly passed a secret message to him: "Yan Shuanghong is a pen demon, she used to be a scholar, and her brushwork and painting are excellent, but the scholar's talent is not met after death, and she has a lot of resentment, and her soul is possessed by demons, and she can only fight against it. As a last resort, don't force her."

Xuan Yan's complexion improved slightly, and he replied doubtfully, "How do you know?"

"This... I learned some information before I came to the Demon Race. Why, didn't you do your homework?"

Xuan Yan didn't say anything anymore.

It sounded like he wasn't paying attention to the mission at all.

Although it's true that I didn't pay attention, it's okay to see through and not tell the truth.

He reluctantly apologized to Yan Shuanghong, but Yan Shuanghong didn't mind much, and said with a smile: "I already know the purpose of the immortal masters, and I don't agree with the fight between immortals and demons. Since we are making peace, we accept it."

Several people did not expect the task to be completed so quickly. The most excited one was Meng Ximao. He stood up and said, "Thank you, Hall Master Yan."

Yan Shuanghong nodded: "Since you are here, the humble house should entertain you, why don't you stay for a meal?"

"There's no need to trouble, I still need to go back to the teacher's gate to report..." Meng Ximao was talking, but was covered by the demon king and ghost king Qiqi, and the two smiled at Yan Shuanghong, "Okay, can you taste it?" It is an honor for me to come to Mozu Cuisine."

Yan Shuanghong nodded and turned to prepare.

Meng Ximao stared wide-eyed and separated the two, then looked at the other two, none of them seemed to have any intention of leaving.

He was a little confused: "Haven't all the tasks been completed?"

Several people coughed and remained silent. Who said they were only here to complete the task of the head teacher?

Meng Ximao was suspicious, but everyone didn't leave, so he could only stay.

While waiting for the meal, Yan E said: "The demons are quite orderly, and they are harmonious."

Xuan Yan also admitted: "Well, it seems that these guardians are very loyal to the Demon Lord."

Meng Ximao: "I'm also educated and sensible."

Ah Zhuo: [The environment is very good, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are singing, and it is resplendent and resplendent, so I will not wrong you senior brother. ]

Jing Zun is very proud.

Just now a smile was evoked, and suddenly there was a scream, Yan Shuanghong staggered back into the hall, another person walked in with big strides, green hair and red eyes carrying a machete, saw a phoenix flower in his eyebrows, it was Hu Yiqing .

The author has something to say: Meng Ximao: I often feel out of place with you because I am too serious.

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