Fang Zhongyong, a native of Shenzhou, was once a genius who wrote several ancient quatrains. Later, he joined Qiankun Academy, and was coerced and lured by a group of elders with various means to deceive all the souls of poetry.
Decades later, the inspiration dried up, and everyone disappeared, and finally died of illness in a small courtyard where no one cares about it.
After his death, Fang Zhongyong's soul was filled with resentment, and he was taken away by a master of the magic way and revived. Since then, he joined the way of magic, and he was inseparable from Qiankun Academy.
Over the years, in the Eternal Demon Pit, he has killed no less than a thousand academy disciples, even two inner disciples, and Qiankun Academy also hates him to the bone.
"No wonder your name is so poetic. It turns out that your master was once a great talent in the literary world."
Luo Yun suddenly realized.
"Bah, bah, my master is not a great talent in the literary world. It's bad luck. He is the deputy suzerain of our Red Desire Demon Sect!"
The little succubus argued with a red face.
Luo Yun faintly thought of something, and said to Situ Chong: "Brother Situ, with your cultivation base, you should go to the Hundred-layer Demon Pit, why did you appear here?"
Situ Chong smiled, his eyes flickering: "During this time, I advise you not to approach the hundredth floor."
Luo Yun deliberately asked: "Oh? Why is this?"
A look of arrogance appeared on Situ Chong's face: "Our Great Elder of Qiankun Academy, together with your invincible senior brother of Taiyi Sect, is attacking the Red Desire Demon Sect together with several immortal masters. , I¡¯ll give it for free when I go.¡±
"What?"
Qiu Yue'er and the others were taken aback.
Suppress the Red Desire Demon Sect!
Their Taiyi Sect's chief disciple "Yuan Wudi" is also there!
Luo Yun was full of doubts: "Brother Situ, the Red Desire Demon Sect is one of the seven branches of the Demon Dao, and there are masters at the level of the Demon Emperor sitting in it. Can wecan beat it?"
Situ Chong smiled: "We also have the Immortal Emperor here, don't worry, you can practice as you like, the seventieth floor is still very safe."
Luo Yunchang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."
In the tree world, the little succubus cried and turned into a tear devil: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The two sides chatted for a few more words, and each took their leave.
Although Situ Chong really wanted Luo Yun's spirit of general wine and poetry, but the latter wouldn't sell it, so he couldn't buy it by force, let alone engage in the business of killing people and stealing goods.
It's not that he has the self-consciousness of being a disciple of the Immortal Dao, but that Luo Yun's status is unusual now, and if his secrets are revealed, ten lives are not enough for him to die.
After the two sides said goodbye to each other, Situ rushed into the Taiyi Building to buy medicinal materials, while Qiu Yue'er took Luo Yun and the others to walk around the station twice more, for fear of being followed.
As soon as they left the station, the five went straight to Shimu Mountain.
Situ Chong returned absent-mindedly to the "Qiankun Pavilion" where Qiankun Academy resided, his mind full of Luo Yun's poetic soul about wine.
"Situ, what are you thinking?"
Not long after, a vigorous voice came.
"Master!"
Situ Chong got up quickly and flew out to greet him: "Teacher sees master!"
An old man in gray robe slowly fell down with a smile on his face.
"Situ, when your cultivation level catches up to being a teacher, let's call you a fellow Taoist. In the immortal way, after all, strength is the most respected, and you don't have to stick to the old rituals."
"How can this work?"
Situ Chong shook his head: "A teacher for one day, a teacher for life, even if the apprentice's cultivation level surpasses the master in the future, the master is still the master!"
"Okay, okay! Respect the teacher, I didn't accept you in vain back then!"
The old man in gray robe helped Situ Chong up with a wave of his hands.
'Peak of true immortality! '
'If I break through two more small realms, I will be on an equal footing with this old man! No, I'm so young and have a bright future, this old man will definitely come to curry favor with me in the future, and let him spit out everything he eats, including all the profits! '
Situ Chong felt the spirit power of the gray-robed old man, and couldn't stop laughing inwardly.
After returning to the house, he told the story of meeting Luo Yun and Qiu Yue'er.
"Luo Yun?"
"The genius who made the wine and Wang Taiyi?"
The gray-robed old man was drinking tea, his hands trembling suddenly: "God-sent marriage, god-send marriage"
Situ Chong frowned: "Master, what do you want to do?"
The gray-robed old man put his hand on Situ Chong's shoulder, his eyes sparkling: "Situ, do the master a favor and get the soul of poetry from that boy Luo Yun. We are two masters and one half."??¡¡±
"Master!"
Situ Chong got up abruptly, his expression changed greatly: "What's your intention, master? Could it be that you want to kill people and steal goods! We are disciples of the Immortal Dao, who help justice, eradicate traitors and help the weak, how can we do such a thing?"
On the surface, he said so, but he sneered in his heart: 'Old man, he can't break through the spirit fairy, hurry up? Want to drag me into the water? Sorry, I still want to live two more years. '
"You misunderstood, Situ."
The gray-robed old man was stunned for a moment, and then explained with a smile: "To be a teacher means to buy. Killing people and stealing goods is done by the devil. From the first day you entered the academy, being a teacher taught you to hate evil, be upright and selfless, how can you do it yourself?" To do such a thing?"
"So that's the case, it's because I think too much."
Situ Chong bowed to apologize, thinking in his heart: 'I believe you, you bastard, old man! '
"Forget it, the eternal poetic soul is such a priceless treasure, even if you think about it, that kid won't sell it."
Seeing Situ Chong's refusal, the gray-robed old man had no choice but to give up the idea of ??killing people to seize the treasure.
After drinking a cup of tea, he asked again: "How is Shilao Mountain going? Has the succubus that escaped from the Red Desire Demon Sect come back?"
The seventieth floor of the magic pit.
wilderness.
The five of them advanced all the way, slashing demons when they saw monsters, slaying demons when they saw demons, and bypassing people when they saw them.
It took a whole day, and they came to a mountain shaped like a nectarine.
"That's right, this is Stone Elder Mountain."
"Walk!"
Qiu Yue'er looked at it carefully for a while, then put away the map.
"Swish swish¡ª"
Five figures flitted into the pitch-black mountain.
In the dense forest, there are many demon birds, such as magic bats, magic eagles, and magic eagles. On the ground, there are magic tigers, magic leopards, and magic pigs. These are low-level monsters, and they are not real magic cultivators.
After a while, the five of them came to a hill.
Qiu Yue'er swept around and found no magical beasts in a radius of twenty miles, so she said, "It's ok, Luo Yun, let her come out."
"good."
With a thought, Luo Yun summoned the little succubus from the tree world.
Xu Shu joked: "I really envy my junior brother, there are not many storage magic weapons that can hold living things."
Luo Yun smiled: "It's a fluke."
Seeing the little succubus appearing, Yue Song immediately stepped forward and asked, "Hey, Shilao Mountain is here. Where is the place where the immortal king's bones are buried?"
The little succubus instinctively hid behind Luo Yun, weakly said: "I know so much inin a stream in Shilao Mountain, ah¡ªdon't hit me! Brother Luo!"
Seeing Yue Song raised his hand in anger, the little succubus tightly hugged Luo Yun's arm, closing his eyes in fright.
"Grandma, you're playing with me!" (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com