《The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With (PART 1) (MTL)》Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 36-40
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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 36 ✨
I feel that my personal safety is threatened.
zz hurriedly consoled, [Host, just being kissed, it's like being stung by a bug. 】
Aya Qingxuan was too lazy to continue to struggle with this.
In the days when Feng Jue was in a coma, Mu Lin came to clean all the rooms in the hall, and Ling Qingxuan gave him the master bedroom with the hardest bed, and went to the side room, why didn't he think of the bed in the side room before.
Lying on this soft bed, Ling Qingxuan couldn't fall asleep.
She touched her tender lips, which felt good in her hand. She didn't seem to hate the feeling of the kiss just now.
Mu Lin stayed on Xuanqing Peak for more than half a month. He practiced diligently every day, and from time to time, he went to help Feng Jue change his medicine. Occasionally, he went down to the peak to show his strength, and everyone looked at him more earnestly.
And Feng Jue had been lying down for so long, and her wounds had healed. She stayed by Ling Qingxuan's side every day, never leaving.
"Master, the disciples in this place don't understand very well." Mu Lin asked for advice with the tricks in the manual. Ling Qingxuan had always been too lazy to talk nonsense, so he reached out to teach him personally, but was stopped by Feng Jue.
"This place is just right for me." He showed Mu Lin with the spirit sword, and then smiled provocatively.
He has a strong learning ability. Ling Qingxuan gave him a lot of cheats before. Mu Lin is reading this now, and he knows it a long time ago.
Mu Lin held the sword and went to practice silently.
"He's not as smart as me." Feng Jue leaned into Ling Qingxuan's ear and said.
The tone tickled his ears with a slight wind, and it was a little itchy.
Ling Qingxuan threw him a bunch of cheats again, and he picked it up habitually to read.
Mu Lin, who had stopped to rest, saw this scene. If it wasn't for Ling Qingxuan's expressionless face, he would have thought that the most important disciple in Ling Qingxuan's heart was Feng Jue.
Facts have proved that his idea is correct. After following Ling Qingxuan, his cultivation base has increased rapidly, and Ling Qingxuan's secret books and treasures are not available from the elders and the sect master.
He really is the most suitable disciple for her.
Seeing Feng Jue approaching over there, Mu Lin frowned, feeling dissatisfied.
Ling Qingxuan doesn't favor Feng Jue, what is he dissatisfied with?
When Feng Jue, as a servant disciple, went down the mountain to help Mu Lin get things, he was stopped by Huang Chu and the others.
"I have to say, you are really suitable for wearing this kind of low-level clothes, Feng Jue, let's count the last time!"
With Ling Qingxuan's blow, Huang Chu had to lie down for half a month, so he couldn't wait to find Feng Jue for trouble.
Someone pulled him next to him, "Feng Jue has Elder Ling's backing, so let's not mess with him."
When it comes to Ling Qingxuan, Huang Chu is still a little scared.
"Run after the fight, what can Elder Ling do to me?"
Several people surrounded Feng Jue in the middle, not wanting Feng Jue to defeat them with just a few simple tricks.
It turned out that not only Mu Lin had improved his strength, but Feng Jue had also improved a lot.
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They were lying on the ground babbling, Feng Jue stepped on Huang Chu's hand, and treated him like he did before, returning the pain to him.
"Ah! Feng Jue! I'm going to kill you! How dare you do this to me, I..."
The spirit sword was placed by his throat, as long as he tossed it a little more, he could go to see the King of Hell.
"Next time you mess with me, I won't give you a chance to speak." It was like a warning from hell, Huang Chu was sweaty and unable to say a word.
Feng Jue's stern gaze swept across all the disciples present, and they took a step back unconsciously.
In the crowd, Lin Le'er pulled Zhu Feng's sleeve, "Brother Zhu, what's wrong with Brother Feng?"
She felt that Feng Jue had changed as a person.
Now he, she didn't dare to come up to him at all.
Zhu Feng couldn't speak, the two did not go up to say hello, and watched Feng Jue leave.
Half a month later, a plague appeared in the village at the foot of the mountain. Qi Yuan asked for orders to bring her disciples down the mountain, and her image became taller.
Qi Qinzi was worried and felt that the plague was strange, but several elders in the sect led the disciples to practice, so he had to go to Ling Qingxuan.
"Don't go." Ling Qingxuan drank tea, feeling very uncomfortable.
Qi Qin didn't get angry, "Qingxuan, you are the elder in the sect, and Qi Yuan, as a disciple, asks you to pass, and you don't go to be in any way."
Aya Qingxuan was unmoved.
[Host, this is a good opportunity to expose Qi Yuan, don't look at her asking for her life, but she is scared to death. 】
In order to complete the task as soon as possible, Ling Qingxuan reluctantly accepted Qi Qinzi's proposal.
"You stay." She said to Feng Jue.
It is safest for the little guy to stay here, and he will definitely encounter something when he goes out.
"Okay."
Mu Lin was quite surprised that Feng Jue, who was always inseparable, didn't follow Ling Qingxuan this time, but it was good, he hadn't been alone with Master for a long time.
But when they got off the mountain, Feng Jue secretly followed.
Ling Qingxuan felt his gaze in the dark, and took the water bag that Mu Lin handed over.
"I heard that the village was enveloped by a black air a few days ago. After that, the villagers began to vomit black water. They couldn't eat normal food, and all the livestock in the village died of illness."
"So strange? Will it be contagious?"
"It's a plague, it's bound to be contagious, so everyone should take care of themselves." Qi Yuan gave amulets and medicinal pills to the dozens of disciples present, and when she arrived in front of Mu Lin, she deliberately gave some more.
"Senior Sister Xie." Mu Lin's smile seemed to be flattering in Qi Yuan's eyes, she blushed slightly and said it was fine, her eyes touched Ling Qingxuan, who had a dull face, and deliberately said, "Why didn't Elder Ling treat your servant disciple? with?"
"What's wrong with you." If you have time, you might as well think about how to deal with it later. The original plot didn't specifically say anything weird here.
Qi Yuan was choked, she bit her lip and said, "Elder Ling, I'm just concerned, what are you doing to me? If you don't want to come here, you can tell the sect master."
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Aya Qingxuan:…
The disciples who had just received the medicinal pill naturally had a high opinion of Qi Yuan. After hearing what Qi Yuan said, they immediately looked at Ling Qingxuan.
"It turns out that Elder Ling didn't come here voluntarily. I didn't expect her to be so powerful, and she was afraid of being here."
"After all, it will be contagious. She is afraid of losing face."
"No matter how you say it, you can't put your anger on Senior Sister Qi Yuan. Senior Sister Qi Yuan cares about the common people, but she only cares about herself and her high status. It's too much."
The disciples gathered around and said that Ling Qingxuan was not, but the person involved was just leaning against the tree, looking at the birds flying by the sky.
Although Mu Lin was displeased, he did not stop those words. Instead, Feng Jue, who followed secretly, broke the branches in front of him.
"It's still early, why is it dark?"
Someone suddenly mentioned a sentence, their voices stopped talking, and they looked around, it was really dark!
"Black gas! It's black gas!"
It wasn't the sky that was dark, but the thick fog. Everyone thought of the rumor, and their faces changed very wonderfully.
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✨ Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 37 ✨
"Everyone protect yourselves, hurry up!" Qi Yuan gave orders, and the disciples quickly followed.
The black mist gradually approached, with a strong fishy smell and stench, Ling Qingxuan stared at it for a while, and left with Mu Lin.
"What the **** is that? It's so weird!"
A group of people ran behind the stone, and they were relieved to see that the black mist did not come over.
"Will you become the same as the villagers if you get caught by that?"
This is not a plague, it is obviously something related to demons. They looked ugly, looked at Qi Yuan, and hoped that she would come up with an idea. They can't get close to that thing now.
[Not good, host, the villain is approaching the magic energy. 】
zz suddenly reminded that Ling Qingxuan Yujian wanted to leave, as long as these children didn't get close to that thing, there would be no accident for the time being, she solved the little guy's affairs and came back.
But Qi Yuan didn't think so. She sarcastically said, "Why, is Elder Ling trying to escape?"
"Master?" Mu Lin also didn't know why she suddenly took the sword.
"Whatever you think." Ling Qingxuan warned before leaving, "Don't go near there if you don't want to die."
"Elder Ling, are you really leaving like this? Are you ignoring our safety?" Qi Yuan said with more enthusiasm, and muttered a few more words.
"She, she really takes herself seriously. Why didn't I find out that Elder Ling was such a person before, I still admire her all the time!"
"It doesn't matter if we don't care, and the direct disciple doesn't care. She is really greedy for life and fear of death."
Mu Lin stopped, "Keep your mouth shut, Master is not something you can slander."
"She left you behind, and you still speak for her, stupid!"
Seeing that they were about to quarrel, Qi Yuan comforted everyone, then pulled Mu Lin and whispered, "I just saw Feng Jue, do you think Elder Ling went to find him specifically?"
Qi Yuan was displeased when Mu Lin spoke for Ling Qingxuan, and even more angry when she saw that he was still worried about Ling Qingxuan.
But it's nothing, she prepared a big gift for Ling Qingxuan. There is a cave at the bottom of the mountain that is sealed with evil demonic energy. She likes people with deep spiritual power like Ling Qingxuan the most. Even if Ling Qingxuan escapes by chance, she will be injured.
Now that she has drawn out the grievances of the disciples, no one will save her later.
As for Feng Jue, she guessed that he would follow, and she simply did not change her mind.
"He's coming?" Mu Lin looked serious, did Master really go to him?
...
In the dark cave, Feng Jue opened his eyes.
When the black mist came, he also fled with him, but his consciousness was interrupted midway, and when he woke up again, he was in this pitch-black environment.
A sparse voice came, and he held the spirit sword in a deep voice, "Who?"
Invisible coercion and persecution, a voice echoed in my mind.
'Do you know why you can't get her heart? Because you are too weak and have no strength, who will like you? ’
'Like Mu Lin, his talent is superior, and now he is under her door. From now on, she belongs to Mu Lin, and you are nothing. ’
'Be stronger, as long as you become stronger, she will bow down to you. ’
Feng Jue covered her ears, "Shut up!"
The sound of his roar echoed in the cave, holding the spirit sword, he slashed forward, but the cave was like an endless passage, and he couldn't get out.
'It's all because of you that you handed her over to others, you useless bastard! ’
"I'm not! It's not me! It's obvious that I'm the one who wins. I'm not weak. She is my master, not someone else's, and I won't give it to others!"
Feng Jue didn't know what he was talking about, and in the incoherent speech, a black anger hit him.
'Follow my devil's way, and I will make you stronger. ’
'You will become more powerful than her, and hold her firmly in the palm of your hand. ’
Feng Jue had also seen this kind of demagogic trick in the book. He knew that he couldn't believe it, but all kinds of pictures of Mu Lin and Ling Qingxuan in close contact appeared in his mind.
She instructed him with her own hands, helped him sew clothes, kissed him, held his hand, he and she walked side by side...
"what--!"
Thinking that everything he owns will become someone else's, Feng Jue's head is about to explode, he swings the sword indiscriminately, the sword doesn't know where it goes, and his hands are bumped and blood oozing out Absorbed by the black air, black light flashed in Feng Jue's sharp eyes.
Ling Qingxuan found Feng Jue in a cave. He lay on the ground with a shallow breath and had many small wounds on his body.
This body is really easy to cause trouble. After Ling Qingxuan helped him heal, he sent him back to Xuanqing Hall.
Xuan Qingfeng's enchantment fluctuated for a while, she didn't notice anything else, and zz didn't report any value, so she returned to the village.
At this time, under Qi Yuan's tactical command, all the disciples were trapped in the black mist.
They were staying behind the stone and suddenly heard the cry of a child. Several people looked at Qi Yuan, hoping that she could make a decision. At such a critical moment, Qi Yuan naturally stepped forward and stood up to everyone's expectations. Under her gaze, she and Mu Lin went out to check the situation.
The two saw a child sitting on the ground crying, and there were no adults around, so Qi Yuan asked them to come out together to see how she took care of the child.
I didn't want the strong smell of blood to rush in at this time. Not far away, several villagers walked over with twisted movements, and they were still nibbling on chickens and ducks in their hands.
‘Those villagers don’t eat normal food. ’
Their faces were stiff, their faces darkened, their black eyes stared at them, and their blood-stained teeth grinned.
'I heard that this disease is contagious, and there is no cure for it. ’
The rumors they discussed before were in their ears. Seeing these scenes at this time, the disciples were so timid that they lost their minds and hid directly behind Qi Yuan and Mu Lin.
"Senior sister! What should we do now?"
Qi Yuan's footsteps trembled uncontrollably. She held the child's hand to the bone, and she looked down to see what kind of child this was, and it was clearly the same monster, so she quickly threw it away.
The child cried miserably, and the adults quickly gathered here.
"Ah! Run!" The disciples panicked, "Senior Sister Qi Yuan! Help!"
After all, he is also a disciple of Qiankun Sect. How could he be so embarrassed? Mu Lin summoned the spirit sword and rushed forward.
It was just that when the sword slashed at them, a mist of blood erupted instantly. The blood stained Mu Lin's clothes. He quickly took off his coat.
"God, their blood can't be touched!" The disciples had to join the battle, but in this battle, they couldn't escape at all, and those monsters blocked the way out.
"Yujian!" Qi Yuan said with a solemn expression.
They all fled with their swords, but the first disciple who rushed up immediately fell down, his body shook several times, and then his eyes rolled, turning into black eyes.
"He, he is infected!"
"There is also black fog above, don't touch it, come down quickly."
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The broken disciple became a member of the enemy, and attacked them together with the monsters.
"Senior sister!" A few people hid behind Qi Yuan. She and Mu Lin were the only ones with high spiritual power. Now that they can't get out, they can only rely on the two of them.
Qi Yuan pulled out the sword stuck on the monster and wanted to cover her ears, but she couldn't stand the screams of these people.
Looking up, the black mist was like a hood, naturally forming a prison, trapping them.
"Mu Lin, shall we escape?" The disciples in front of her were damaged one by one, becoming ugly, and there was nothing to break through. She took Mu Lin's hand and prepared to run out alone.
Mu Lin thought she was frightened to speak nonsense, and held her tightly, "Master will come to rescue us, I just sent out a signal flare."
"She ran away! She won't come back, she's just a person who is greedy for life and fear of death, what do you believe in her?" Roaring a few words, Qi Yuan continued to ignore the glances of the disciples next to her: "Mu Lin, follow me, as long as you use them When the barrier, we can leave."
"Senior sister... what do you mean by that?"
Lin Le'er has always been in a state of fear, but now hearing her say that, her whole body is blown up.
Qi Yuan, who was struggling to keep on pretending, saw that the black mist on the side of the field was cut by something, and the people in white clothes came down, and a barrier protected them inside.
"Elder Ling! Elder Ling is here!"
The disciples were overjoyed, but did not notice Qi Yuan's blackened face.
Ling Qingxuan frowned as she looked at the monsters who were approaching. They were really affected by the magic way, and they were no longer human.
She also saw several disciples of Qiankun Sect become like that.
The spirit sword floated in the air, split into several pieces, and stabbed at the monsters that were still approaching. Black blood flowed all over the floor. Even if their heads were tilted to one side, those monsters could still walk with their stumps.
"God! Could it be that Elder Ling can't do anything about it?"
Qi Yuan bit her nails and looked for the exit. Seeing that there was still an opening where Ling Qingxuan had just come, she hurriedly wanted to escape.
"Senior sister, be careful!" Lin Le'er saw a monster running from behind attacking Qi Yuan for some reason, she hurriedly raised her sword to attack, not wanting to be held back, and she saw Qi Yuan's stern look in front of her eyes, "Since If you like to help me so much, just help me die."
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Her body was thrown uncontrollably by Qi Yuan to block the monster. As long as she touched it, her life would be over.
Despair filled her eyes, and just as she was about to cry, her body froze, but she was pulled back again, standing beside Ling Qingxuan, her legs were weak and she sat directly on the ground.
Twice, she was rescued twice by Ling Qingxuan.
All the disciples saw Qi Yuan's behavior just now, and looked at her in disbelief at the moment.
Countless eyes approached like a mountain of pressure, and she finally couldn't take it anymore.
"I can't help it!" She roared: "How could this princess die in such a place with you! I am the most honorable princess in the dynasty, the future master of the Qiankun Sect, I must go back alive! Those who stand in my way! ,die!"
Face or something is not important anymore, life is the most important thing, men and so on, you can meet better people in life, anyway, Mu Lin only has Ling Qingxuan in her heart, she can see it clearly.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the disciples who were crying before were now staring blankly at Qi Yuan.
[Congratulations to the host, half of the main task is completed! 】
Qi Yuan's hypocritical face was exposed.
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