I got rich from my apprentices

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Bai Qingxiao pushed him away, raised his hand to cover his red face, "Bastard, believe it or not, I'll pluck all your bird feathers!"

Pei Geng took his hand, and Bai Qingxiao struggled.Pei Geng's strength grew stronger, he directly pulled his hand over and pressed it on his belt, with a smile between his brows, "Come on, Master, come to 'pull', do you need to demonstrate it first?"

He approached, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and said temptingly, "First untie this belt, except for the outer robe, and then untie the inside..."

"To shut up!"

Bai Qingxiao told him to shut up, but he covered his mouth with his backhand, but couldn't cover his smiling eyes.

Bai Qingxiao's ears turned red, and he became angry from embarrassment, "I learned the Qingxin Mantra for nothing, right?"

He never thought that there would be a day of "turning on customers". It was so fun to tease Pei Geng in the past, but now he is forced to blush by Pei Gengqing's shamelessness.

Pei Geng finally calmed down.

Bai Qingxiao let go of his hand, but he still breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not in vain. When you think about the master, it's very useful." Pei Geng tilted his head, a little puzzled, "Why didn't the master "pluck" the hair? The disciples "pulled" themselves, how about feeding it into the mouth of the master?" ?”

Bai Qingxiao... Bai Qingxiao didn't want to talk to him anymore, and silently recited countless lines of "Can't you hear me, can't you hear me, can't you hear me" before turning his head and going up the mountain.

"Master?" Pei Geng thought for a while, chased after him, and walked backwards in front of him, "Why didn't you speak?"

Bai Qingxiao turned his head to the left.

Pei Geng followed his gaze, but wanted to sway in his field of vision, "Actually, the sky and the ground are quite interesting, Master, do you want to try it?"

Bai Qingxiao turned his head to the right.

With his arms resting on the back of his head, Pei Geng followed to the right, swaying in his sight, "Master, Master~ Don't be shy, it's not like you haven't done it before."

Bai Qingxiao was really angry.

He stopped in his tracks, waved his right hand, and conjured up a sapphire stick. With an angry face, he stepped forward two steps, and the dead leaves creaked under his feet, "Do you owe me a beating! I will teach you how to speak well today, Master."

It's over, the teasing is over.Pei Geng slid fast, turned into a bird, flapped its wings, and disappeared in a flash.

Bai Qingxiao took a deep breath and let out a laugh.

Knowing so much, it is likely that he has dealt with people from the Hehuan Sect.If he really went out to practice for five years and came back, he was out of the way and learned badly.

Forget it, I'm not angry, I'm not angry, just teach slowly.

He calmed down his emotions and walked up the mountain.All the way thinking about how to let the guards put himself in.

Who would have thought that she was questioned by the guards patrolling the mountain just now, before Bai Qingxiao could explain, Xue Lihong stood up straight from the corner of the palace entrance, got out of the shadow of that corner, and walked over, "But it's finally here, I'm tired of waiting."

Bai Qingxiao's face was calm, "Some things were delayed on the road."

"Flirting with that little apprentice of yours?" Xue Lihong's skull face showed no expression, she moved her teeth up and down, and she could see clearly even her throat bone, "Young man, full of energy, old bones still I thought it would be better to wait three to five days. I specially cleared the venue for you."

Unexpectedly, they were seen when they were down the mountain.Also, this huge hill is probably within the range of the Demon Palace.Bai Qingxiao clenched his fist and coughed lowly, "Let's go. Is Shen Mozun in the palace?"

There was the sound of flapping wings, and the little red bird landed on his shoulder. A pair of small round black eyes looked at Bai Qingxiao furtively, as if to see if the master was still angry.

The whole bird is as quiet as a chicken.

Bai Qingxiao ignored him and followed Xue Lihong in through the gate.

"Yes, Your Majesty hasn't been out in recent years."

Before entering, Xueli Hongsai gave him a wooden sign, "This is a pass-through talisman. The Demon Palace has formations, and only monks who are Nascent Soul and below are allowed to enter freely."

Bai Qingxiao understood, and put away the wooden sign.

His cultivation has reached the level of a god, so he is naturally not among the monks who can enter freely.As for Pei Geng, he happened to be in Yuanying, so he didn't need a pass.

It's just that I don't know who this formation is defending against. It seems that there are not many intrigues among the demon cultivators.

Xue Lihong walked in front of him and led the way, explaining as she walked, "Actually, old bones also have selfish intentions."

He slowed down.

Bai Qingxiao lowered his eyes, waiting for him to speak.

Xue Lihong paused, then sighed, her voice was dull, like coming out of a leather bag, very depressed.

"Although the old bone repays his favor and admits to the wrong person, he accidentally bumped into the Demon Realm and became a demon cultivator, but His Majesty treated me well... This time, I can't disobey His Majesty's order, but I can't just watch him die. Doctor Ruobai has some ideas, and the old bone hopes that you can save His Majesty."

Bai Qingxiao's conjecture was confirmed, and he suddenly realized, "Sure enough. You recognized it too, right? Who is your savior? If it's not Shen Junyue, then there is someone else?"

Xue Lihong fell silent.

Bai Qingxiao raised his eyebrows and said nothing.He walked up the high sky steps, a vague shadow reflected on the dark black crystal floor.

Halfway through, he turned around and looked down at the lower half of the magic palace, thoughtfully.

Seeing that he was not leaving, Xue Lihong stopped and waited.

"Xiaoqi," Bai Qingxiao turned around, facing the gate, and pointed to a certain stone sculpture on both sides below, "You fly fast, go down and move these two things for the teacher."

Pei Geng looked in the direction of his finger.

The wind brought by the flap of wings was circling around his ears, Pei Geng swooped down, landed in human form, and moved the two tall stone sculptures according to his words.

The huge magic circle lit up on the ground, and the complicated scarlet patterns were piled up layer by layer, rotating at an increasing speed.

This giant magic circle should be under the entire magic palace, so from Bai Qingxiao's perspective, he could only see part of the pattern that appeared.

But this part is enough for Bai Qingxiao to see the usefulness of this formation.

"Enough, return to the original state." Bai Qingxiao's brows became tighter and tighter, and he suddenly turned to look at Xue Lihong.

Xue Lihong was startled, the admiration and regret in her eyes didn't have time to put away.

Bai Qingxiao smiled at him, "No wonder Shen Junyue didn't come to me anymore. So I thought of something..." He searched for an adjective, "...a nonsensical way."

Xue Lihong showed joy and was very excited, "Reverend Bai said so, is there a cure?"

Bai Qingxiao asked back, "Shen Junyue did this, does 'he' know?"

Xue Lihong was taken aback.

Pei Geng flew back to Bai Qingxiao's shoulder, looking at this and that. He came back late and didn't hear what the two of them said.

Bai Qingxiao rumpled Pei Geng's hair maliciously, "Don't keep standing on the left, change to another position."

Pei Geng was so startled that he flew up when he caught him casually, and he really changed to stand on his right shoulder.

Bai Qingxiao walked up with his hands behind his back.

Walking past the spacious hall, before going in, I heard a familiar voice say softly, "The so-called drawing qi into the body is to bring the qi of heaven and earth into the body and use it for oneself. First of all, when you sit with your five hearts facing the sky, Yes, that's it. Then close your eyes, focus, and use your…"

Bai Qingxiao frowned, turned around and asked Xue Lihong, "Your Demon Lord is still in charge of teaching and educating people?"

Even the heads of the cultivation world are not so down-to-earth, even if they want the elders of the sect to give lectures, they will only be invited after a thousand calls.

Xue Lihong hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously, "Master Mozun has nothing else to do, so he just wants to supervise the cultivation of talents in Moyu, what's the problem?"

"Oh? Are you free?" Bai Qingxiao pulled out the fire phoenix fan Pei Geng gave him, and opened it casually, covering the lower half of his face.

Yes, this magic palace is much more interesting.

Now it seems that, in addition to the protective formation that comes with the palace itself, there is also a prohibition that does not allow monks above the Nascent Soul to enter.

In addition, there is actually a sacrifice formation for Mahayana monks.

Then it seems that it is not uncommon for Mozun to teach people to get started in person.

Bai Qingxiao said with a smile, "He is indeed too idle. Outside this palace, there is actually a special restriction for monks in the Mahayana period. Who dares to restrict the feet of the Demon Lord in the Demon Palace? Who placed this restriction?"

Xue Lihong paused, "It's a restriction from your superiors."

Bai Qingxiao snorted and said, "I'm restraining myself, and I'm looking for my own death. There are talents in the world, but I'm still a little short-sighted." After finishing speaking, he strode in.

Xue Lihong thought for a while, but didn't follow in, and waited in front of the hall.

After a while, all the little monks who hadn't successfully entered the body came out noisily. The heads of the little radish were not as high as Xuelihong's knees. .

Bai Qingxiao sat at the table, looking at the opposite side for a long time.

The red bird on his shoulder ran all the way to the table along his arm, sniffing here and there, and was caught by Bai Qingxiao, who scratched his chin like a cat.

The stove boiled water, and the Lord Mozun in front of him washed his hands and lowered his eyes to make tea for him.Obviously, his appearance is full of aggressiveness, he is flamboyant and handsome, but his expression is gentle and calm.

He didn't notice it before, but now Bai Qingxiao felt divided, so he glanced down and saw Mozun pick up the clip.

Bai Qingxiao didn't understand the steps of making tea, he only knew how to drink it.

On the contrary, he was a little interested in watching Lord Mozun pick up the exquisite unknown utensils, fiddle with the tea leaves, and iron the teacups, and his movements were unhurried.

The finger with the cocoon of the sword was pressed on the red sand vessel, the contrast between red and white was extremely conspicuous, and it felt like a tiger sniffing a rose.

Bai Qingxiao felt that this set of procedures was more appreciative than practical.He let go of Pei Geng's hand, propped his chin, stared at Mozun for a long time, and suddenly called out, "Gu Jinghuai?"

Mozun shook his hand, and the tea overflowed the cup.

He put down the teapot, paused, brewed a new cup, and placed it in front of Bai Qingxiao, "Brother Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you get my name mixed up?"

The tea was still warm, and the hot air spread in front of him with fragrance.Bai Qingxiao was surprised, he pointed at himself funny, "Am I the kind of person who can't even recognize my friends?"

"Then tell me, what's your name?"

Master Mozun finally raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were gentle and steady. "Shan's surname is Shen, and his name is Junyue."

Bai Qingxiao put away the fan with a snap, shook his head, "You pretend, you pretend for me."

"Since you insist on saying that you are Shen Junyue, I'll ask you. Alone," he tapped the tabletop with his fan, and the knocking sound followed the rhythm of his voice, "How can one's temperament change drastically? There are two completely different things." His cultivation level, even his spiritual roots are completely opposite?"

Mozun said slowly, "Is it strange that my temperament has changed so much? Venerable Qing Huan came to look for me before, and tried to save the elder brother. Since the magic circle failed, it is inevitable to suffer backlash."

"Cultivation... Since I have a Mahayana stage cultivation, why can't I suppress it to the Nascent Soul stage? As long as I think about it, why can't I?"

"As for the spiritual root. Brother Bai, you can check it out," he stretched out his wrist, "I have a single-attribute fire spiritual root, so how can there be two kinds of spiritual roots?"

"Hiss! If you are stubborn, you can be stubborn!" Bai Qingxiao picked up the tea and drank a cup of tea, almost chewing peonies. "Are you fooling people outside like this?"

He put down the teacup with a snap, "But you can fool them, but you can't fool me. Gu Jinghuai, it's all fake! You're clearly not dead, and you're clearly in Shen Junyue's body. Don't dare to admit it?"

Mozun raised the lid of the cup and gently slid across the water, drank half a sip of tea slowly and calmly, apparently keeping oil and salt out.

"If I were you, I should have actively treated you. You are not the only one who has harmed you like this. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your good brother... Tsk!"

Bai Qingxiao suddenly realized something, turned his head around, and clicked his tongue, "Brother Gu, let me ask you, you dare not use your real name, dare not reveal half of the news that you are still alive, is it because your spirit has been damaged?" Seriously, has it reached the point where it is almost unbearable?"

Otherwise, he couldn't figure out why Gu Jinghuai treated him so negatively.

"You asked me to refine the melting spirit pill for you. It has the effect of stabilizing the soul. I thought you were using it for yourself. Now think about it, who are you planning to use it for?"

Mozun shook his head and said, "Brother Bai was joking, your guess is just guesswork. As for me, it is not difficult to treat the separation of mind and soul. Even if it is not cured, it will be cured sooner or later."

Bai Qingxiao propped his elbows on the table, and suddenly poked his head over, "Recovery? When you say recovery, do you mean that you will disappear completely?"

Mozun shook his head and stopped talking.

If the patient doesn't cooperate, how can he find a solution?

Separation of the soul and the unity of two souls are completely different conditions.Bai Qingxiao spread out his fan and fanned it, the cool breeze couldn't blow away the dryness in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and thought, although he is [-]% sure that the facts are as he thinks, but if he is not sure, he must not make a diagnosis and treatment at will.

It has to be verified first.If the two souls are one, he can't judge through the changes in his body, he can only be admitted by the other party himself, or play the soul.

But the separation of the soul from the body is bound to cause great harm to people.

According to the ancestor Xuanhua, Gu Jinghuai's soul was seriously injured, and he couldn't verify it in such a risky way.

Pei Geng was sandwiched between the two, standing on the table, raised his head, and suddenly said, "Master, wouldn't it be clear just by looking at his natal spirit sword?"

That's right, the Natal Spirit Sword!

Although Gu Jinghuai and Shen Junyue are both sword cultivators, their natal spirit swords are different.Just like Pei Geng's Ever Bright Sword, no matter what Pei Geng looks like, he can recognize people just by looking at the sword.

Bai Qingxiao's eyes lit up, the magic weapon that can be bound to the master's consciousness can best determine a person's identity.

When he met Mozun earlier, this guy couldn't leave his sword, but the sword was tied with cloth strips, so he couldn't remember what the spirit sword looked like at all.Thinking about it now, it was clearly intentional.

"Really smart." Bai Qingxiao stroked the little red bird.

"Gu Jinghuai." Bai Qingxiao said with a smile, "Show me your natal spirit sword? Your sword should have been given by Xuanhua Patriarch of the Sky Sword Sect. You and him are both ice-type spiritual roots." , then your sword should be the same."

"Brother Bai, it's rare for you to come to Demon Realm." Gu Jinghuai talked about him, "Why don't I let someone accompany you out for a walk? There are many unique herbal monsters in Demon Realm, and you probably haven't seen them before."

"You really want to do this, don't you?" Bai Qingxiao frowned and looked at him, seeing that he really refused to speak properly.

Forget it, don't eat soft, right?Bai Qingxiao thought, I have to verify the conjecture first, then I can treat him later, since this is the case...

Bai Qingxiao stood up, shook his clothes slowly, went down the stairs, and walked away under the suspicious gaze of the demon king.All the way to the gate of the hall.

He stood at the gate of the palace with folded arms, looking for a good place to watch the play without being implicated, and then said to Pei Geng who was left there, "Little Qi, hit him!"

Mozun's complexion changed, the fire in front of him burned straight to the ceiling, and the table was instantly split in half by the Ever Bright Sword.

Mozun avoided Jian Guang, and finally took a step too late, the splashed tea wet his clothes.He avoided Jian Guang left and right, and said angrily, "Bai Qingxiao, what are you doing!"

Bai Qingxiao played with his fan by himself, never tired of it.Open, snap closed, open again, snap close, open again.

The battle in the palace was overwhelming, and he had a good time, "Didn't you suppress your cultivation? Didn't you mean your own fire root? Come on, Lord Mozun, bring out your Mahayana cultivation and use the characteristics of your fire root Play out."

He closed his fan, turned his head with a smile, and ordered, "Xiaoqi, beat me until he summons his natal spirit sword."

He didn't believe it anymore, Gu Jinghuai was a sword cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and Pei Geng was a sword cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul, Pei Geng still couldn't subdue him?