Chapter 142 From Honest Senior Sister to Demonic Cultivator 16
The black-robed demonic cultivator was very fast, but not as fast as Zifeng. How could he allow the black-robed demonic cultivator to rush in front of Ah Jiang from under his nose.
His figure turned around, and then the sword light flashed, and the figure of the black-robed monk stopped at the bottom of the slope, still jumping up. Immediately afterwards, his body was torn apart, and the scene was really ugly.
Ying Zhefeng raised his head and looked at Ah Jiang to see if she was okay.
Just listen to her say: "I knew he wouldn't be able to get through here."
"You can't let him come."
He tightened the hilt of his sword and continued to deal with those demon cultivators faster than before.
Soon, all the demonic cultivators were eliminated, and the surviving monks and mortals inside were rescued.
Ying Zhefeng gave them the recovery medicine, then walked to Ah Jiang's position, naturally holding her hand and leaving.
Those who survived behind him looked at the scene of the two holding hands and leaving, unable to return to their senses for a long time, and their hearts were filled with complexity.
If there were black-robed monks before, they knew that the woman was a demonic cultivator. Judging from their actions, everyone knew what was going on.
"Since Ying Jianjun approved it, she must not be bad."
"I think so too."
"And her previous attitude towards the black-robed monk proved that they are not the same."
Things here spread quickly, and those in the world of immortality are also very complicated, and there are still all kinds of discussions.
"We are both demon cultivators. Yun Jiang is so ungrateful. He can actually watch Lord Ying Jian kill so many demon cultivators." A monk said, "Now the main cultivators can't tolerate her, and the demon cultivators can't tolerate her." I’m afraid I can’t tolerate her anymore.”
Another monk said: "You seem to be seriously ill."
"Hey, why are you swearing?"
"It's you who's scolding me!"
The two monks had a disagreement and actually started fighting, leaving the onlookers speechless.
"Speaking of which, even though Mr. Ying Jian got involved with Yun Chang, he did not forget his responsibilities and continued to kill those demon cultivators. He did not seem to be too confused."
"Is it possible that Yun Jiang was deceived by Ying Jianjun? After all, he can watch the fellow demon cultivator being beheaded."
"You guys are chatting here and you don't want to kill two demon cultivators. I don't like to hear this. When did killing demon cultivators become Ying Jianjun's responsibility? Really, I think you are all a little sick." It was a certain monk who had a fight before, and he was still bruised and swollen.
While everyone was talking about it, Ying Zhefeng took Ajiang to another place. During this period, he killed demon cultivators whenever he encountered them. Ajiang always looked on and never made a move. After he's done with it, follow him to other places.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the monks had been discussing where the two were and what they had done.
But no matter what they said, they couldn't affect the two of them.
"I have to practice for a while." Ah Jiang suddenly said, "I won't accompany you from now on."
The secret realm of Lingxiao will open in a year, and she has to make some preparations.
The client died early and had little memory. She didn't know if something unexpected happened when the Lingxiao Secret Realm was opened. Regardless of whether there was any, she must be prepared.
"Then I will practice with you." Ying Zhefeng said. He was used to her being around, but now he was a little reluctant to ask him to go out alone.
Ah Jiang smiled and rolled his eyes, took his hand and squeezed it: "Are you reluctant to leave me?"
Ying Zhefeng's whole body warmed up immediately. She always liked to say these words, which were too straightforward. But there were only the two of them here, and she could say whatever she wanted.
He nodded and responded: "Yes."
Want to stay with her forever.
"But what I practice is magic. The scene is not very nice. Do you really want to practice with me?" Ah Jiang asked.
Ying Zhefeng nodded: "Yes."
"Okay."
Ah Jiang himself didn't care. He was just afraid that he would be frightened later. If he insisted on accompanying him, then let him accompany him.
Ajiang planned to find a secluded place, so when Zhefeng asked to go to his cave, she naturally would not refuse.
Ying Zhefeng's cave is simple, with nothing inside. He didn't think anything of it before, but now he suddenly felt that he should rearrange the place to make it look better, and bring in some things that women would like.
Ah Jiang sat cross-legged and said to him: "You can only watch. No matter what you see, you can't touch me!"
"Yeah." Ying Zhefeng nodded.
He knows that all magic skills have flaws, and this is the price of becoming a demon. Countless demon cultivators died in his hands, and many of them lost their original appearance due to practicing demonic skills. Like the black-robed demon cultivator last time, there was no way he could cultivate his skin.
There are also those who have practiced so hard that all their flesh and blood are gone, leaving only a heart.
She looks fine, it should be different from their magic powers.
There must be something wrong with those demonic cultivators. Even if they don't devour the monks, they probably won't be able to follow the path of cultivating immortals.
At this moment, A'jiang had already sunk into the practice. Just like the previous practice, the skin on his body gradually cracked and blood flowed. In the blink of an eye, he became a bloody man.
If her breath hadn't been stable, Ying Zhefeng would have rushed over to see if she was in danger.
He clenched his fists and for the first time felt a lot of resentment towards the Lingxiao disciples.
If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have to endure these hardships.
It was obvious that she was harmed by demon cultivators, but Lingxiao Sect could not tolerate her. In order to give her an explanation, they not only refused to help her, but locked her up, and also destroyed her Dantian, forcing her to turn into demon cultivators.
There was no pain between her brows. Was she numb from the pain?
Ying Zhefeng didn't come forward, just sat beside and watched quietly.
In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.
Ah Jiang opened her eyes and saw the person sitting next to her. His eyes were a little red. She smiled and said: "I didn't want you to see it at first. You have to stay here. Next time I will practice again, you can go out and do your work." My own.”
"No." He denied immediately.
He's going to watch from here.
Seeing that she had indeed withdrawn from practice, he no longer controlled it and went over to hug her: "I will avenge you."
"I also took out their Dantian."
When she was practicing, he wanted to turn around and go to Lingxiao Gate countless times and pluck out the pubic area of those who bullied her just to see them still standing and making sarcastic remarks.
Ah Jiang first pinched a cleansing technique and threw it on his body, and he felt much more at ease.
She hugged him back: "If people outside heard what you said, they would definitely say that Mr. Ying Jian has indeed fallen into a demon."
"So what if I fall into a demon?"
"I'm not really a gentleman, but they like to say that."
Ah Jiang said: "It's time to go to Lingxiao Gate."
She had a special intuition that the demonic cultivator would take action when the secret realm of Lingxiao was opened.
There was no news from Ajiang and Ying Zhefeng for a year, and the monks occasionally discussed them. However, what everyone is more interested in now is the Lingxiao Secret Realm.
"It's good to join a big sect. There are more places. In a small sect like ours, you may not get a place. You have to fight for it."
"At least you, a small sect, can still compete. We, the casual cultivators, have no chance."
Zou Yi was very satisfied with several of his disciples. Because of this competition for quotas, several disciples got their quotas.
"The secret realm is very dangerous. During this period, I will refine some elixirs for you."
Mentioning this, Zou Yi felt uncomfortable. It was hard for him not to think of the elixir grown by Yun Jiang, which was really very different from other people's.
Not only Zou Yi, but others also noticed it, but no one said anything.
Three days before the opening of the Lingxiao Secret Realm, the disciples of the sect who had obtained quotas were taken to Lingxiao Sect by the strong men of the sect.
I'm late because I have a cold.
I haven’t written the next chapter yet, so I’ll write it slowly and update it later.