my dignified devil

my dignified devil

Author: Xiao Lei Yu

Introduction:

Mozun is an undercover orthodox sect, but he meets a master who is even more devilish than Moxiu

Busy every day to clean up the mess for Master

Bad but stupid Master Fu Zixi X undercover lying on the bed complaining about Xingliu

Main attack

Content tags: Xianxia Cultivation Sweet Articles

Search keywords: Protagonist: Xingliu, Fu Zixi┃Supporting role: Zhang Lingshu, Fu Yuzheng┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Master is more magical than me as a magician

Conception: Comprehension Cookies

1. Chapter 1

I, Xingliu, finally transformed into a god.

Every demon cultivator will grit his teeth when he thinks of the fear of being dominated by Tianyao Sect, and I am no exception.

As a Demon Lord, my history of struggle is a history of blood and tears of encirclement and counter-encirclement.

We demon cultivators are all bad guys, what’s wrong with doing some bad things, what kind of magic cultivators are we if we don’t do bad things, and why do we have to take out my portrait every time someone does something bad, I don’t know if this will seriously affect my daily life live?Although my fake face is drawn in the wanted notice, do you know how much brains it takes to make a good face!Besides, I'm face-blind!

Every demon cultivator has a dream of destroying the Tianyao Sect, and I am no exception.

The exception is that I am transformed into a god.

The sky in the stage of transformation is blue, and the air in the stage of transformation is really fresh.

I just finished my calamity, and I was lying on a rock and thinking about the future, and I felt a divine consciousness sweeping from a distance.

So I changed subconsciously and turned into an eleven or twelve-year-old boy—kids are so deceiving.

I scolded my mother in my heart, I have already transformed into a god, and it is not the suzerain of Tianyao Sect, what am I afraid of.

I saw the light flashing past...and then turned back.

A monk in white walked towards me quietly, and he still looked familiar.

The white-clothed monk stood in front of me, stretched out a hand and grabbed my pulse gate, I was startled, and felt that he released his spiritual energy to probe into my spiritual mansion, and hurriedly covered up his cultivation.

As a small sample, even the mere Nascent Soul stage dares to come and explore my reality.

He murmured: "That's right, it happens to be the Sanyuan Chilinggen."

After all, I had just passed the catastrophe, so if I could not fight, I pretended to be flustered and broke away from his hand and glared at him.

He smiled slightly and asked me, "Would you like to be my apprentice?"

???

Would a normal person agree?

I shook my head firmly.

He seemed a little puzzled, thought for a while and then asked me: "Why, do you not want to leave home?"

I borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and nodded firmly.

He stretched his brows and even smiled: "Okay."

So I watched him happily fly to the back mountain by flying away from my line of sight, and then killed the family in the back mountain that I had imagined.

Sitting on the Dunguang, I was still thinking, after all, he is the demon cultivator and I am the demon cultivator.

And, is there something wrong with his mind?

The issue is so complex that my grief is almost unplayable.

But he didn't notice it, and said to himself: "I will be your master from now on, my name is Fu Zixi, you remember."

"Yes, Master." I smiled bitterly in my heart.

"So, what's your name?"

I touched my face, since I used my real face, why not use my real name, when the people of Tianyao Sect know the truth, how exciting.

"Star stream." I closed the corner of my grinning mouth, "The star of the meteor, the stream of the meteor."

Since he declared himself his family, of course I still remembered who he was.

Fu Zixi, a person from Chiyuan Peak of Tianyao Zong, the n generation of immortals, the Yuanying period, other details are unknown.

This is normal. The time of our magic cultivation is also very precious. Of course, we should focus on the study of those bastards who are old and difficult to get along with us. Who cares about the guy like Fu Zixi who is not in trouble with us? he.

Suddenly realized, I have to take care of him, Gan.

Ashamed to say, as a Demon Lord, this is the first time to come to Tianyao Sect.

Our magic cultivator organization is relatively loose, occupying the top of the mountain is also scattered here and there, unlike Tianyao Sect, which is orderly and well-organized.

As in the rumors, the line of heaven rises from the ground, and half of the mountain is hidden in the clouds and mist, which is very compelling.Eight chain-like stone ladders extend from the upper Tianyao to connect the eight peaks below, that is, the eight peaks of the lower Tianyao. The eight peaks have their own flavors. Some peaks have a flat lake like a mirror, some are covered with snow all the year round, and some Surrounded by neon lights, some are green and green. Although I have seen it in the jade slips, it is still refreshing to be there.

When I destroy the Tianyao Sect, this territory will be mine!

Some people look forward to life in Chiyuan Peak.

The people living on Chiyuan Peak are all sword cultivators. Sword cultivators are obsessed with sabotage, so the mountain body of Chiyuan Peak has become... very artistic, and you can feel the sharp sword intent from a distance.

Of course, the scenery is still good.

In fact, monk Yuanying can live in the upper Tianyao, and in the lower Tianyao, he must be an elder with real power at the very least. Why is Master Master not a thing? I think it has something to do with the brain.

The master lived quite high, entered the sect, and flew upwards from the middle, you can see the radiant caves in the forbidden circle of elders.

Master stopped in front of a thatched hut in a corner near the peak. It was really a thatched hut.

I can't help feeling that the monks of the Tianyao Sect are worthy of being righteous people, and they still consider the internal urgency of ordinary people in such a high place.

Master Master said kindly: "We are home."

I was shocked at the time.

Master, you look like a dog, but the Dongfu is like a dog?

Bear with me, I'm just a mortal child right now.

But I still really want to say, don’t you even have a restriction at the gate of the cave of the dignified Yuanying monk? Are you not afraid that someone will solve physiological problems in this shabby hut?

Master also seems to have some headaches.

It turns out that he still knows how to be ashamed.

"Do you want to teach me to accept apprentices?" How could his muttering escape the ears of my Demon Venerable.

Is it still possible to escape from the Tianyao Sect by killing him now?

"Star stream."

Forget it, let it go this time because he called me by my name.

"Are you literate?"

Of course, I know everything from runes and inscriptions to the most commonly used small spirit patterns.I was disdainful in my heart, and nodded calmly on the surface: "I know a little bit, Master."

Master took out a... book from the storage bag?

"Read it and let me hear it."

This is for mortals, master, why do you still have this, how long has this book been left, it is brittle.

I turned a page with trembling fingers. Sometimes I also play in the world, so I can still recognize some of these characters.

"The heavens and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are full and the stars are full." Master frowned.

……

"The sword is called the giant gate, and the pearl is called night light. The fruit is precious, and the vegetables are mustard and ginger." The master frowned even deeper.

"Star stream."

"Master?"

"Go down the mountain and take a literacy class first."

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In this article, the first impression of the realm of cultivation - secluded - building foundation - condensing alchemy - Yuanying - transforming spirit - refining emptiness

2. Chapter 2

10

I, Xingliu, the majestic Demon Lord.

I actually have to go to a night literacy class with a group of illiterates who are just getting started.

That child looks to be only five or six years old!

He was so sleepy that he started to kowtow!

Why should I study with him!

The only normal person in the class seems to be the one next to him, tsk, it looks like he is [-] or [-] and still needs to go to literacy class, idiot.

This classmate almost sprayed my face with a yawn, and glanced at me: "What are you looking at?"

Me: "What are you looking at?"

He smiled: "Hey, kid, are you Brother Fu's apprentice?"

Good guy, why are you still a generation older than me.

"Who are you?" He said, do I believe it?

He chuckled: "Zhang Lingshu, quickly call Master Uncle."

11

I, Xingliu, the majestic Demon Lord.

To actually call a 17-year-old bastard Master Uncle.

Zhang Lingshu is the suzerain's young disciple, similar to me, he was also picked up by the suzerain. The difference is that he was picked up by the suzerain when he was just born, and it was a real coincidence. After all, Fu Zixi is so naive. There are too few people who dare to pick it up.

This guy studied with the suzerain for a few years when he was a child, and then he was in retreat to practice and understand the way of heaven. He built the foundation at the age of 17, so he didn't know anything about culture classes.

Thinking about my 17-year-old age, I was really dying compared to others, and I was throwing away when comparing goods.

12

I'm closed.

Turn your face away, not wanting to hear Zhang Lingshu's sincere "nephew".

Fortunately, the get out of class is finally over, and I feel that the literacy class is more painful than my father forced me to practice.

Zhang Lingshu stopped me: "Little Martial Nephew~ Are you hungry, Martial Uncle will take you to eat something delicious~"

He is so flirtatious.

However, I remembered a toothache. Today, the master told me that he would not give Bigu Dan any more, and asked me to find food for myself.Although I will not be hungry, but I must be hungry.

Well, then I'll do what I can: "What do you want to eat?" Of course, the uncle doesn't know how to bark.

"Master-uncle just left the school today. I'm in a good mood. How about taking you out?" He grinned.

13

Zhang Lingshu actually still has a spirit crane as a mount. Thinking about my master, judging from that hut, even a spirit crane can't afford it.

It's just that the name of this crane is very unpopular. It's called "Airplane", which sounds like a fat chicken no matter how it sounds.

After getting off the plane, the two of us went straight to the restaurant. Because it was close to Tianyao Sect, Linxian City was very bustling. Even though it was already dark, the lights were still bright.

In order to survive the catastrophe, thinking about it, I have not satisfied my appetite for several years, and I can't help but feast on the table full of delicacies. Anyway, I am a mountain boy now, and I should look ugly.

But I have not forgotten business.

14

Over the years, in order to make the Demon Cult bigger and stronger, this deity has worked hard and found many capable younger brothers.

So this Linxian City also