Yan Zhengming walked out for a while, remembered something again, turned back, took out a bag of milk cake from his sleeve, and stuffed it to Cheng Qian with a bad attitude: "Take it away, eat it, a short guy who is not long."

Cheng Qian took it with a deep emotion, without thanking him, but waved his hand casually and signaled the other party to get out quickly.

That day, he finished reading the entire talisman introduction, and after eating his snacks, he suddenly wanted to clean the bottom floor of the scripture building.

The bottom floor of the Jinglou seems to be a pile of rags. No one has come over the years. Over time, a layer of dust has been covered with dust. The walls and shelves in other places have moth-proof and waterproof talismans are engraved on the walls and shelves in the lower floor. There are nothing on the bottom floor, and the books that are worm-eaten, and the content is scattered everywhere. There are recipes, wine-making secrets, and teaching people how to take care of flowers and plants. There is even a spring/palace/picture-the man on the title page has half his butts eaten by insects.

Cheng Qian was probably poisoned by his senior brother for a long time. After accidentally seeing the dirty mess at the bottom, he was very upset for a while and finally couldn't help but decide to roll up his sleeves and clean up.

After this cleaning, Cheng Qian cleaned up an unexpected gain - he found a wall full of fly-headed small calligraphy behind a broken wooden shelf, dusted off the dust and brushed off the spider webs. He finally saw the handwriting on the wall clearly.

The topic is clearly explained: Demonic.

Cheng Qian was shocked. He didn't expect that there was such a thing in the scripture building of Fuyao Sect. He hesitated for a moment and felt that he shouldn't have peeked, but when he was about to leave, he couldn't help but think of Beiming Lord.

Cheng Qian forced himself to look around and cleaned the bottom floor slowly, and then reluctantly walked upstairs and left.

Unfortunately, he left for a while and then repented, ran back quickly, lay on the wall, and read word by word.

There are hundreds of ways of demon cultivating, all kinds of strange and all kinds of ways, including those who indulge in desire to become demons, those who kill to become demons, and those who obsess over the devils... Some of them become demons voluntarily, and there are also chances and chances. They soon discovered them without the process. Apart from the strange skills that make people feel disgusted by seeing them, many ways of demon cultivating seem to be nothing abnormal.

Among the demon cultivators, there are also those who use swords to enter the Tao, those who use talismans to enter the Tao, the classification of the bright and dark talismans, the cultivation methods, etc., which seem to be no different from what the master usually teaches to the senior brother.

Cheng Qian has been looking for ways to sense the qi and lead the qi into the body. Therefore, he has seen many strange mental methods. He found that the method of drawing qi into the body recorded in the magic cultivation path here is basically the same as other techniques, and even has many requirements such as "meditation" and "recitation".

Cheng Qian was full of doubts, so the next day, he couldn't help asking his master.

When Mu Chun looked up when he heard this, Cheng Qian felt a black mist flashing in his eyes, but it flashed so fast that Cheng Qian thought he was dazzled.

"You ask the demon cultivator?" Mu Chun seemed to be stunned for a moment, pondered for a while before asking back, "How could you remember to ask this?"

Yan Zhengming blocked his face with a sword score of Fuyao Wooden Sword, and kicked Cheng Qian hard under the table, for fear that the little boy would be in trouble and confess that he had taken him through the scripture building.

Cheng Qian was almost kicked down by him, and hit the stone table with a bang. He immediately fought back in anger and stepped on a black footprint on the snow-white satin upper of the eldest brother, without even having to answer the master's question.

They often kick me and stab you at me. True Man Mu Chun has been used to it, so he doesn't care much. After thinking for a moment, he said, "'Zhang and Ying, Li and Xi Shi, the way is one. The great way has no way, and the different ways are the same. The demon cultivator is just another way. There are a little similarities on the way, and there is nothing strange about it."

Cheng Qian heard it and thought that this passage was very familiar. The next moment, he remembered it - wasn't this what he fooled the elder brother in Jinglou?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly raised his leg and missed the elder brother's resentful second leg without shadow.

Mr. Cheng Qian felt that there was a perfunctory feeling in his words, so he asked: "Master, what is the reason why we choose this path and not another path?"

When Mu Chun heard this, he looked at him quietly for a while. After a long time, he said meaningfully: "No one will pick Li Sheng's road, and it will be bitter. Do you understand?"

This sentence was like a pot of cold water, poured from Cheng Qian's Tianling Lid to his tail bone, which was so cold that he felt that he was seen through by his master in an instant.

After meeting Beiming Lord, the four words "The Sect of Ten Thousand Demons" were unknowingly rooted in Cheng Qian's heart. In the Demon Valley, the big monsters that he felt were almost invincible in that person's eyes seemed to be insignificant. Even the arrogant Zi Peng Zhenren was frightened by him.

When Li Yun talked about the demon cultivator, he was stopped by his senior brother in the middle of the journey, which made Cheng Qian vaguely feel the general attitude of everyone towards the demon cultivator, but no matter what, he was still involuntarily attracted to explore.

Before he had this question today, Cheng Qian thought a lot. Since he had already had a bias, no matter how his master slandered the demon cultivator or said that he was an evil demon heretic, he had something to refute. Who knew that Jiang was still old? The words of Mu Chun Zhenren seemed light but actually hit him heavily in the chest, which immediately made many reasons in his heart become "a lucky heart that is smart."

Cheng Qian's curiosity disappeared for a moment, so he had to bow his head respectfully and whisper: "Thank you, Master."

True Man Mu Chun stroked his beard and felt that Cheng Qian's understanding exceeded his expectations. He felt a little relieved. So with the pleasure, he coughed lightly, pulled all the disciples' attention, and announced: "Advisors, you must work harder in the near future. The master wants to take you out."

"What?"

“Where to go?”

Several people almost spoke in unison, with surprise and joy in it - for Han Yuan and others, going out to let go is naturally like celebrating the festival, and for Yan Zhengming, it was a bolt from the blue.

True Man Mu Chun said: "The immortal market that is once a decade is about to open. You are sitting on the well and watching the sky all day long on Fuyao Mountain. You have never seen the real world of cultivation. Your master wants to take you to see the world and visit old friends by the way. Both sides have apprentices, so it is inevitable that you should compare. Don't embarrass your master too much."

Disgrace...it's inevitable.

Yan Zhengming reacted immediately and sat upright and said, "Master, I won't be embarrassed to show your eyes. Please take your junior brothers and sisters to your house."

True Man Mu Chun looked at him kindly and said, "All Taoists can watch the family, there is no need to work on my first disciple."

Yan Zhengming said, "How can that be done? What if there is another problem with the mountain cave? What if a little thief covet Zhong Lingyuxiu, my Fuyao Sect, comes to steal?"

True Man Mu Chun responded slowly: "That day I agreed with fellow Taoist Zi Peng that she had already closed the mountain cave, so there was no need to worry. There were talismans at the foot of the mountain, and there were Taoist boys guarding the gate, so ordinary little thieves could not come up."

Yan Zhengming still had to distinguish. Han Yuan, who had already been ready to go, finally couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Senior Brother, why are you like a lady from a wealthy family who doesn't go out of the door?"

Young Master Yan was so angry that his face turned red on the spot that his neck was thick. He felt that the person named Han was really annoying, so he left.

True Man Mu Chun looked at his far away back with a smile, stroked Han Yuan's dog head, and threatened with an equally kind face: "Xiao Yuan doesn't seek to make progress, and he hasn't even recited the rules of the sect so far. I think you might as well stay and see your home."

Han Yuan suddenly became an eggplant made of frost.

In the next ten days, the Fuyao Mountain was in a state of turmoil, and their disciple Yan Zhengming took the lead in causing trouble.

In order not to go far, Yan Zhengming pretended to be sick, fought and did everything. In the end, he almost threw down his face and came to cheat on his master, and did it crazy and to the death.

Unfortunately, this time, Mu Chun was a turtle and was determined to bring this great disciple who was "raised in the mountains and unaware of it" down the mountain, and would not eat his trick at all.

Han Yuan was the opposite. In order to go out, he was memorizing the rules of the door every moment. However, this person seemed to be born not a memorization material, and he was so confused that he could not recite it. He still lost all his heart. Cheng Qian saw with his own eyes the scene of him hitting his head against the wall, which looked like crazy.

Even the master became a dragon and he was not satisfied with his head.

On this day, Cheng Qian put rice paper on the Qingxin Stone in the courtyard and stood silently on the "Qingjing Sutra".

Since he got the answer to the demon cultivator from his master that day, he always felt that he had touched something, but he was separated from the thing with a layer of film and could not enter for a while, so he was a little anxious.

Anxiety is not conducive to practice, so Cheng Qian had to stop other things first and silently meditate.

But halfway through writing, Cheng Qian heard the sound of the door. Xueqing went out to answer the door. After a while, he hugged a little girl with a round head and a round head. It was their little junior sister Shuikeng.

Water pit has half of the demonic bloodline, which is naturally different from mortal girls. She is very agile and can't even climb a tree to the house, but she can't speak. At this point, she is more like a smart little animal, full of spirituality. When she is still an egg, she can judge the other person's joys, anger, sorrows and happiness through other people's tone and movements, but she is extremely slow to speak in specific words.

The master said that if half of the demon blood was really caused by her body, then it would be nothing strange that she would not speak even if she was in her teens.

Shuikeng probably took a walk when the master was not paying attention. It could attract children, but it was just two different things, delicious and fun. Shuikeng actually liked to go to the Gentle Village because his senior brother was extremely obsessed with cleanliness. In order to send her away as soon as possible, he would prepare a lot of delicious food. As soon as she came, he would use feeding as a temptation to instruct her to harm others. Secondly, she was more willing to go to Han Yuan, who was the "funny one".

But she doesn't come to Cheng Qian often because Cheng Qian doesn't like to pay attention to her.

And she never paid attention to Li Yun - because Li Yun turned her into a toad.

It is rare to see the junior sister of Shuikeng in Qing'an's residence. Cheng Qianqi said, "Why are you here?"
Chapter completed!