The daily routine of being tricked by the scheming protagonist after wearing a book

"I agree to your terms."

In the underground palace of the owner of the ghost city, the young monk in black with green eyes spoke.

Hearing this, the old man on the stone pedestal opened his eyes and saw the same green eyes as the young monk: "Who made you change your mind?"

Cheng Ying looked indifferent: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Irrelevant?" The old man laughed, "Maybe."

If it wasn't for the blood of their clan, now only the child in front of him is left, how could he allow him to speak such nonsense in front of him.

"Live well, boy."

Fortunately, before he died, Heaven allowed him to meet this child.

After saying these words, the old man closed his eyes again, only this time, he would not wake up again.

……

"Wake up, the young master is awake!"

"Come here, the young master is awake."

"Medical officer, call the medical officer quickly."

"Quickly tell uncle."

When Xu Wangzhi woke up, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, he felt as if a century had passed.

"Master, you finally woke up." Xiang Shan approached with the medicine in hand.

Fang Jingxuan sat by the bed, took the medicine bowl, and helped Xu Wangzhi up: "Just wake up, drink the medicine first."

Xu Wangzhi cooperated and finished drinking before asking: "Where's Cheng Ying?"

Xiang Shan shook his head: "The little one is not too clear."

"You just woke up, don't bother thinking about this, rest for a while, uncle promises that after you wake up, Cheng Ying will be here." Fang Jingxuan said.

Hearing him coaxing himself like a child, Xu Wangzhi's eyes were slightly red: "Yes."

Everything in the dream was so cold that Fang Jingxuan's words made him a little out of control.

Watching Xu Wangzhi fall asleep again, Fang Jingxuan left the room, and ordered Xiang Shan: "Send a message to Cheng Ying, no matter where he is now, go back to Fengqing City immediately."

Xiang Shan bowed his head: "Yes."

When Xu Wangzhi woke up again, Cheng Ying had already returned.

"You're awake." Cheng Ying helped him sit up.

Xu Wangzhi: "Well, where have you been?"

"I went to the ghost market." Cheng Ying didn't hide what he meant, but now that Xu Wangzhi just woke up, he didn't want him to bother too much.

Xu Wangzhi didn't ask him what he was doing in the ghost market, he just sighed and said with a smile: "I'm really useless, just go through a catastrophe."

Hearing what he said, Cheng Ying was taken aback for a moment: "You don't remember?"

Xu Wangzhi: "Remember what?"

Cheng Ying: "The reason why you are so weak is not only because of crossing the catastrophe, but also because Cao Buning took advantage of the void and used the soul-force technique on you."

Xu Wangzhi was stunned, and recalled with a frown: "I only remember that I have been having nightmares."

Recalling the fact that he almost hurt himself in front of him, Cheng Ying's heart sank uncontrollably. He reached out and pulled him into his arms: "It's okay, I want you to promise me that no matter what happens in the future, You can't hurt yourself."

Xu Wangzhi keenly sensed that he was not in the right mood, hugged him back, and said with a smile: "What are you talking about, how could I hurt myself."

According to what Cheng Ying meant, he tried to self-mutilate after suffering from the soul forcing technique.

Cao Buning, even if I come from a different world, I still don't interfere with you, why do you want to kill me again and again.

Xu Wangzhi looked at the sunlight shining into the room through the window lattice, but there was an indelible heaviness in his eyes.He just wants to live.

"I want to retreat for a while." Xu Wangzhi said.

Cheng Ying: "Okay."

The two talked for a while, Cheng Ying saw that Xu Wangzhi was not in good spirits, so he asked people to lie down and continue to rest, and after watching him fall asleep, he got up and left.

When Xu Wangzhi was left alone in the room, Xu Wangzhi who was supposed to be asleep opened his eyes, looked at the bed curtain above his head, and sighed softly: "Senior Potian."

The house was quiet.

After a few breaths, a red long sword appeared and flew from the corner beam, hanging in front of the bed.

"Hmph, what's the matter." Potian still had a carefree tone.

Xu Wangzhi raised the corners of his mouth: "Thank you senior for helping me when I crossed the catastrophe, I still have one thing I want to ask senior for help."

"Tell me and see."

"Senior, do you know if there is any way to improve your cultivation to the highest level in the shortest time?" Xu Wangzhi asked.

"That depends on what realm you want to upgrade to first."

"Great master realm."

……

Qingming Mountain Secret Realm is the most suitable place for retreat.Most importantly, Mozong didn't know the existence of this place.

"Okay, just send me here." Xu Wangzhi stopped at the entrance of the secret realm.

Cheng Ying put his beard and hair blown up by the wind behind his ears: "I'll come to accompany you when I have time."

Xu Wangzhi's eyes were bent, and he leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth: "Okay. Wait for me."

Cheng Ying looked at him with gentle eyes: "Yes."

After seeing Xu Wangzhi walk into the secret realm, Cheng Ying turned around and left Qingming Mountain, but he did not return to Fengqing City, but activated the magic circle and went to another place.

In the secret realm of Qingming Mountain, the point of Potianjian pointed at the demon pill in the heart of the secret realm, and said: "That's it. It's also your luck that there is a secret realm left by demon cultivators."

Xu Wangzhi didn't expect that he would come to this step after going around in circles.

"Normal practice can't reach the Grand Master Realm even if it takes dozens or hundreds of years, not to mention the problem of chance. But becoming a demon and cultivating the Tao is much simpler."

Xu Wangzhi: "What's the difference between demon cultivating Taoism?"

Potian's tone was sarcastic: "Actually, it's no different. Daoxiu said that demon cultivators are bloodthirsty and inhuman, but Daoxiu has never killed. It's just an excuse to fight dissidents. If you mind being treated differently by your kind in the future, you can Continue to practice according to the usual cultivation methods of Taoism, but I don’t know that it will take the year of the monkey to reach the Grand Master Realm.”

Compared with gossip, Xu Wangzhi wants to have the ability to survive: "Take away the demon pill, will it affect the operation of this secret realm?" Not to mention that this secret realm does not belong to him, Xu Zhong is still in retreat, Even if he is willing to follow the path of demon cultivation, he cannot ruin this place.

Potian: "For so many years, the spiritual power of the demon pill has been assimilated by this secret realm, and taking away the demon pill has no effect on this secret realm."

After getting this sentence, Xu Wangzhi no longer hesitated.

The dark red demon core was running quietly until a pair of pale hands took it away from the center of the formation.

"Monster cultivator and Taoist cultivator are no different from me."

The four seasons flow, the years pass by suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

In the mortal world, five years is a long time, but in the realm of comprehension, five years is but a flick of a finger.

On this day, the peaceful Qingming Mountain gathered layers of thick clouds overnight.

Fengqing City, which had been closed for five years to recuperate, also reopened its gates on this day.

A group of Xingziwei rode their horses out of the city and headed towards Qingming Mountain.

"I've never seen such a dark sky." Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Fang Jingxuan looked at Jieyun in the distance, frowning.

Qing Wan was waiting on the side, hearing the words: "It should be that the Young City Lord has made a breakthrough in his retreat."

Although Fengqing City has been closed for recuperation for the past five years, it has always been paying attention to any changes in Qingming Mountain.Only a few cronies in the city knew that their young city master and the city master were all retreating in that mountain.

Fang Jingxuan: "Being able to attract such a robbery cloud, it seems that he has gained a lot. When he comes back, he will not defend this city. My old man needs to rest."

The servant next to him couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, and Qing Wan chuckled even more: "Uncle is still young."

Fang Jingxuan: "That's not going to work."

At the bottom of Qingming Mountain, Xingjia's face became more and more serious as he got closer to Jieyun. They didn't know if the magic weapon they brought to help the young city lord overcome the robbery would be enough.

However, before they went up the mountain, a familiar voice stopped their progress.

"Xingjia, you don't need to go into the mountains."

That voice sounded much cooler than before, an irresistible order.

Xingjia looked solemn, raised his hand to signal the Xingziwei behind him to stop, and then respectfully bowed his head and said: "Yes."

On the top of the cliff of Qingming Mountain, where the red plum blossoms bloom, Xu Wangzhi sat on the snow, silently waiting for his own catastrophe.

Not far away, the red long sword blocked the ice blue long sword, preventing it from approaching.

"Shuang Xiao, this is your master's calamity, you should be sensible and just watch it." Po Tianyu said earnestly.

Shuang Xiao took it for granted: "I am his natal sword, and I should have gone through the tribulation with him!"

"Then you can't beat me. If you beat me, I'll let you go."

Shuang Xiao, who is normally icy and icy, is at this moment extremely distraught: "You! Shameless!"

Potian: "Hey, so what?"

Shuang Xiao: "... Just hit it!"

Xu Wangzhi listened to the bickering of the two swords without turning his head. It has been like this every day for the past five years, and he has become accustomed to it.

Now he wants to know how much he can bear the thunder.

The ten thunderbolts were more powerful than one, Xingjia down the mountain looked restless, but none of the red plum blossoms blooming beside Xu Wangzhi on the top of the mountain fell to the ground.

Different from the resistance and awe he had when facing the thunder for the first time, this time, Xu Wangzhi felt that he seemed to be able to talk to the Dao of Heaven through these thunders.

"Those who cultivate for their own selfish desires are not allowed to ascend."

The enchantment released with Xu Wangzhi as the center blocked the thunder from the outside. In the enchantment, Xu Wangzhi looked at the low and low robbery clouds in the sky, and raised the corners of his mouth: "It's just right, I don't want to ascend."

Jie Lei was silent for a moment, and struck down again.

Xu Wangzhi raised his eyebrows, it seems that no matter whether he wants to ascend or not, he will have to bear the tribulation thunder.

But I don't know if he sensed his casual attitude, and the follow-up Jielei was also a little slack. After the hasty split, the clouds disappeared and the Qingming Mountain returned to tranquility.

Xu Wangzhi got up, patted the snow on the corner of his clothes, and said to the two swords who were still bickering: "Go back to the city."

……

In a small inn on the border of Yuanxue Cliff, the voices of small conversations are mixed with uneasiness and worry.

"I heard that Mozong completely turned against Ghost City a few days ago."

"Is it just a few days ago? They haven't dealt with it for a long time. In the past few years, there have been too many rewards for the magic cultivators in the ghost market."

"It is said that the dug out ghost market has something to do with demon cultivators."

"Demon cultivator? Didn't the demon cultivator leave Dongqi Continent a long time ago?"

"Then who knows, anyway, Moxiu said so."

"In recent years, everyone has said that the ghost market has changed its owner. After all, who is the owner of the ghost market?"

"Who knows, I don't even know who his last master was."

"Let's not talk about it, the matter of the Demon Sect and the ghost market sounds bad."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk, let's talk about other things, hey, have you heard that the young city lord of Fengqing City has left the customs, and I heard that Jieyun will be black and scary as soon as he leaves the customs, now I can't tell what state it is .”

"Who is the Young City Lord of Fengqing City? I remember that their City Lord is a grand master, but he feels very low-key, always resting in closed city, unlike Huaiyin Sword Sect..."

"Shh-"

In the corner, a monk with a half mask put a spirit bead on the table, then got up and left.

Xiao Er came up with the dishes, saw that the table was empty, and said to himself in amazement: "This dish hasn't been served yet, why are the guests gone?"