I'll be the villain. [Putting through the book]

The day passed quickly, and there were countless sword cultivators who challenged Shen Zhuo.But no one can let Shen Zhuo end with a sword.

In the stands, several Jianzong elders shook their heads as they watched the Zongmen Jianxiu lose one by one.One said with emotion: "If the suzerain hadn't driven the second lady away back then, the Jianzong wouldn't be in such an embarrassment today."

Luo Yucheng sat in the main seat, and sneered when he heard the words: "It's just a bastard without a father, the elder is so sorry, are you the father of this bastard?"

The few Jianzong elders who knew the truth about Shen Zhuo's life experience were all here.Hearing this, his complexion was a little ugly.

Someone murmured: That's better than the trash with your two sword patterns.

Luo Yucheng was furious, and immediately stood up.

"Yi..." Yilao sells old things!

Before he could curse out, he was frightened by the silence technique.The tall sword spirit Jumo took a step forward, pressed him back to the main seat, and cast a warning look.

Luo Yucheng turned his face away angrily.

Repelling the devil helplessly, he turned and looked at the elders, "Elders, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can raise it in private and we can discuss it. Now, in front of the outer sect sword cultivator, do you still want to quarrel with the young pavilion master? "

"Then he should also look like a young pavilion master. Such a narrow mind, what are you talking about?" After muttering these words, the elders flicked their sleeves and left the scene.

In recent years, Luo Yucheng's behavior has become more and more irregular, and the elders of Jianzong have quite a few complaints about this.But he is the master of the young pavilion, protected by the sword spirit of the sword sect, the elders dare not speak out, they only hope that the master will leave the customs as soon as possible, and take good care of this unworthy son.

After the elders left, the seal on Luo Yucheng's mouth was also released.He looked at the sword spirit in front of him, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Has the last pill been sent to Lingfeng?" Luo Yu straightened his sleeves, ready to deal with the bullying and perpetrating sword spirit first.

Hearing the words, he glanced at the black-clothed sword cultivator on the stand, and said hesitantly, "Young Pavilion Master, why don't you believe in Lingfeng? He has very good aptitude, and he has cultivated eight sword patterns in only 200 years of Taoism. Given time, he will definitely be able to defeat Shen Shen." Zhuo. Although the pill can improve the cultivator's cultivation, but the side effects are extremely serious, I think..."

"Do you think, do you think! Are you hypocritical? If everyone wants to be a gentleman, what about Yijiange?" Luo Yucheng gritted his teeth, endured his impatience, and said kindly: "Rebuke the devil, don't you forget?" Now, why did the Sword Sect fall? If Shen Zhuo hadn’t seized the position of Sword Sect Master, how could my Yi Jiange be getting worse day by day, and I couldn’t even recruit a few new disciples?”

Hearing the words of repelling the demon, his thoughts moved slightly.He has guarded the Sword Sect for more than a thousand years. Seeing him build a tall building, he really can't bear to see this huge sect decline.

Seeing this, Luo Yucheng continued: "Lingfeng is indeed very talented, but we can't wait. If Shen Zhuo breaks through and ascends, the dark clouds over Yijiange's head will never dissipate. Repel the devil, don't you have the heart to see it?" Will Yi Jiange be shamed forever? This is the painstaking effort of all previous Jianzongs."

The Exorcist fell silent.He has guarded Yijiange for thousands of years.He witnessed the rise of Jianzong, witnessed the glory of Yijiange, and helped the declining Jianzong back to the right path several times.

Now, he is faced with a choice again.

In his opinion, Shen Zhuo is indeed a good young man. If he can inherit Yijiange, he will be able to recast the glory of Jianzong.But he stood on the opposite side of Jianzong.

Exorcist looked at Shen Zhuo again.The sun shone on Shen Zhuo's body, plating him with a layer of gold, making him extraordinarily dazzling, so that the majestic main hall of Yijiange behind him became a dispensable background.

In fact, it shouldn't be.The glory of Jianzong for thousands of years should not be trampled by this junior.

"I understand." Kumo promised, "I will give the last pill to Lingfeng."

"Very good. This is the panacea I got from the demon world at a great price. With its blessing, Lingfeng will definitely defeat Shen Zhuo and regain the name of Sword Master for my Sword Sect." After Luo Yucheng finished speaking, he held his hand Pressing on Chu Mo's shoulder, showing a very sincere expression, he thanked: "Qi Mo, Yi Jiange has survived thousands of years of wind and rain and still stands in the fairy gate, thanks to you. You can't let the previous sword sects down."

Hearing this, the last trace of hesitation in the eyes of the devil completely disappeared.

Seeing this, Luo Yucheng couldn't help sneering in his heart.

This sword spirit passed down from his ancestors is really stupid.They, Yijiange, don't have to give him anything, they only need to say a few nice words to get his help.

Like, an obedient dog.

The sky is gradually getting dusk, today's competition is over.

Shen Zhuo took Yu Lu and returned to the guest room.

On the way, Yu Lu picked up Shen Zhuo's storage ring, and muttered while looking for it: "I remember I brought the blood stasis ointment with me, why can't I find it?"

Shen Zhuo let go of his spiritual consciousness, explored the storage ring, and then pulled out a small green porcelain bottle from a pile of snacks and handed it to Yu Lu, "Is this it?"

"Yes, this is it." Yu Lu took the Huayu Ointment, turned around and handed it to Lin Wuxin.

Lin Wuyi was taken aback.

Yu Lu explained: "This is Taodu's Huayu Ointment. It removes blood stasis and reduces swelling. It is very effective. I give it to you. Your chest injury will be healed after using this for two days."

After finishing speaking, Yu Lu stuffed the small porcelain bottle into Lin Wuyi's hand.

Lin Wuwu hurriedly said, "Thank you Lingjun."

"It's a small matter, you're welcome." Yu Lu waved at Lin Wuxin, and then asked Shen Zhuo: "Why are the sword cultivators who came on stage today challenging you? It's not interesting at all, it's too boring."

"I know!" Lin Wuwu took a step forward and explained to Yu Lu: "Because all the monks who came to the stage today are monks of Jianzong. Sword Master is too powerful, and Jianzong can't win, so he prepared a wheel battle plan and prepared to consume it first." Sword Master's spiritual power. Wait until Sword Master's physical strength is exhausted, and then dispatch a killer."

Yu Lu exclaimed, "So despicable!?"

"No, it's too despicable!" Lin Wuyi is still a member of Yijiange, so in case Shen Zhuo and Yu Lu think about it, he quickly changed the subject: "When the Spirit Sword Conference was held, the market in the outer city was very lively. There are many interesting and delicious things, if Lord Ling feels bored, you can go to the outer city for a stroll."

When Yu Lu heard this, his head shook like a rattle.The open sale of love flower products in the outer city left a very bad impression on him, and he was deeply afraid that he would accidentally eat something that shouldn't be eaten.

Lin Wuwu just said it casually, seeing that Yu Lu had no idea, he immediately changed the topic.

After a while, the two of them went back to the backyard.

Yu Lu followed Shen Zhuo into the small courtyard where the guest room was located.After Lin Wuxin said goodbye to them, he was still walking forward.Yu Lu called him to stop and reminded, "Is your house in this direction? It's the wrong way."

"Oh, no." Lin Wuyi said truthfully: "I thought about it carefully during the day, and decided to pay homage to Lingfeng Sword Master again. What if he hit me last time as a test for me?"

Lingfeng?The protagonist's first master seems to be called this.

Yu Lu didn't think much, and waved at Lin Wuwu, "Go, go. He will definitely accept you."

After all, that's how novels are written.

After Lin Wuxin left, Shen Zhuo looked at Yu Lu, thought about it, and asked tentatively, "Do you like this young man very much?"

Of course, it is Lin Bao who has thousands of readers after all.

But Yu Lu couldn't say that, he smiled and said casually: "It's just a coincidence. Don't you think he is cute?"

"It's quite interesting." Shen Zhuo's expression didn't change, but his tone was a bit dull.

Yu Lu heard that Shen Zhuo's tone was wrong, and was a little dazed.

Shen Zhuo doesn't like the protagonist?In the book world, the protagonist has a halo, only the villain will not like the protagonist!

ah!Yu Lu slapped his head and figured it out.

Although the current Shen Zhuo is not a villain yet, in terms of setting, he is a boss-level villain.Isn't it natural that the villain doesn't like the protagonist?

Thinking of the life-and-death battle between Shen Zhuo and the protagonist, Yu Lu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

As a reader, of course he likes the main character, but that's for the paper people.

But if he kills Shen Zhuo... No, he will definitely kill Shen Zhuo.Shen Zhuo is his stepping stone to the heavenly gate, without the feat of killing Shen Zhuo, the protagonist would not be able to ascend at all.

Thinking of this, Yu Lu's face turned pale.

He suddenly realized clearly that he did not want Shen Zhuo to die.

Why did this idea suddenly arise?Obviously he knew Shen Zhuo's fate a long time ago.

Yu Lu couldn't figure it out, so he simply shook his head to divert his attention.

He thought for a while, then picked up a topic casually: "Do you know Lingfeng? I heard from casual cultivators that he is called Xiao Shen Zhuo, who is very similar to you, and is the person who is most likely to challenge you in recent years in Jianzong."

"I heard a little bit." After Shen Zhuo finished speaking, he changed the subject: "Listen to Lin Wuyi, he wants to worship Lingfeng as his teacher?"

Why mention Lin Wuxin again?

"Yes, it's pretty good. It's quite suitable." Yu Lu pursed his lips, and before Shen Zhuo could answer, he changed the subject again, "Are you practicing tonight? Tomorrow, Jianzong doesn't know how many sword cultivators will challenge you. Let's practice tonight."

Saying that, Yu Lu stretched out his hand and pushed Shen Zhuo, "Hurry up, hurry up, I'll protect you outside the door."

Shen Zhuo didn't move, turned around and pressed Yu Lu's shoulder, and looked at Yu Lu, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

Yu Lu looked at Shen Zhuo, and suddenly lost his strength.He leaned forward sharply and rested his head on Shen Zhuo's shoulder.

Shen Zhuo lowered his hands, raised them again, and patted Yu Lu's back lightly.

"Shen Zhuo..." Yu Lu let out a long sigh, and swallowed the phrase "we are all going to die".

"Well, I'm here." Seeing that Yu Lu didn't want to say anything, Shen Zhuo didn't ask any more questions, but just patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

After a while, Yu Lu raised his head and pushed Shen Zhuo into the room.

Shen Zhuo was slightly stunned, and called out to his sword spirit.

Yu Lu didn't answer, and just closed the door.

Through the door, Yu Lu said: "You practice tonight, I will guard you outside. Don't come out."

Shen Zhuo put down his hand that was about to open the door, and wondered: What is his sword spirit?

Afterwards, he heard Sword Spirit sobbing softly outside the door, probably because he was afraid that he would hear him, so his voice was kept very low.

But with Shen Zhuo's current cultivation base, even if a tear falls on the ground, he can still hear it.

Shen Zhuo thought, something must have happened.But what is it?

For the first time since Yu Lu was born, Shen Zhuo released his spiritual consciousness and covered his sword spirit.

Out of respect for the sword spirit, he didn't probe into Yu Lu's altar, but just surrounded the sword spirit and felt it quietly.

What responded to him was strong and dense despair.Shen Zhuo's nerves tingled for a moment.

After a long time, the cry was heard.

Yu Lu's mood gradually calmed down, but the despair that had always plagued his sword spirit never dissipated.

Why is this happening?

Reason told him that he should probe into the altar of the sword spirit to find out the truth.

But he hesitated.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to directly ask Sword Spirit.

"Jianzun! Lingjun! Something has happened!" The young man broke into the yard and panicked: "Lingfeng Jianchang, crazy, crazy!

"What did you say? How is it possible?" Yu Lu's voice sounded, and immediately, unbelievable emotions came.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Lu said: "Take me to have a look!

When Shen Zhuo heard the words, he immediately put away his spiritual consciousness.

He opened the door and was about to catch up with Yu Lu.

A blood-red magic circle rose at the door of the room, and Shen Zhuo was accidentally entangled by chain-like magic energy.

The black-robed demon cultivator walked out of the magic circle, his pale face suddenly drew closer, and a teasing laugh sounded in his ears: "Master Sword, don't be so strong in control. Give that little sword spirit a little freedom."

Seeing a magic cultivator breaking in, Shen Zhuo immediately turned his hands and sealed, preparing to forcibly recall Yu Lu.

"Oh, well, it seems that the sword master cannot be separated from his sword spirit for a moment." The black-robed demon cultivator smiled miserably, and then took something out of his bosom.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyes, only to see that the black-robed demon was holding a bright red flower. The flower bloomed under the moonlight, and the rich and delicate fragrance filled the entire yard in an instant.

Shen Zhuo held his breath, but still inhaled a wisp.

"I just picked it from the demon world of the Northland, a thousand-year love flower." The black-robed demon cultivator gently placed the flower on Shen Zhuo's shoulder, and then whispered as if bewitching: "If Master Jian has that kind of thought, he can put that flower on Shen Zhuo's shoulder." The sword spirit has been summoned back. In the way of Wuqing, there is only such a solution to the poison of love flowers."

Shen Zhuo immediately withdrew his hands, condensed his qi into a sword, broke the shackles of the demonic qi, and lifted the love flowers on his shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Zhuo disappeared from the sight of the black-robed Moxiu.The surrounding sword nets formed instantly.

Killing intent came from all directions.

The black-robed Moxiu's face changed drastically, and before he could react, several streams of sword energy penetrated his body.