Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know - Chapter 41 The Second Book

Zhongli Qian could only explain awkwardly: “It’s Zhongli Wenzun and General Zhongliyin from the Zhongli family. These two people were branches of the Zhongli family two hundred years ago, and later became my staff in the form of retainers. I heard that Earth Fire After the incident, I summoned these two people and hoped that they could help think of a way. Is it possible to let them in? “

He had a polite attitude and was a Mahayana practitioner, so his words were very meaningful. The Ziling Pavilion disciples took Zhong Liqian to report the matter to the male pavilion master.

“Zhongli Wenzun, General Zhongliyin? These two names…” The Pavilion Master placed his palms into fists on his eyebrows and looked at the greeting card written by Zhongli Qian.

Zhong Liqian said that it was rude for the two guests to visit without a greeting card, so he specially made up the greeting card and wrote their names on it, hoping that the master of the pavilion would forgive him.

The master of the Ziling Pavilion looked at the words “wenzun” and “yinjiang” several times. Zhongli Qian smiled slightly and said: “The master of the pavilion doesn’t know something. The Zhongli family practices the saint’s way, and every disciple will choose one.” Learning is the foundation of cultivation. The six arts of a gentleman, such as etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics, are all within the scope. Zhongli Wen practices etiquette, while Zhongli Yinjiang practices music. The two characters also have the frivolity of scholars. Among them, for fear that others would not know the knowledge he taught, Ji Guanhou deliberately took the words “Wenzun” and “Yinjiang”. Their real names were Zhongliwen and Zhongliyin.

“The way these two people paid their respects is really rude. Qian will apologize for them first.”

He folded his hands together, stretched his arms forward while bending down, and made a very respectful salute.

The Master of Ziling Pavilion straightened up, looked at Zhongli Qian’s face and said: “In the past thirty years, it has been said in the world of cultivation that the Zhongli family was ignorant and mistook pearls for fish eyes, and actually expelled Zhongli Qian from the family. I thought this was just a mistake. There are false rumors in the world of cultivation. Today, after meeting Hefa Sanren, I realized that a true gentleman should be like this.”

“The master of the pavilion has given you too much praise.” Zhong Liqian said with a smile.

“Purple Spirit Pavilion has been hiding from the world for many years. There are quite a few people coming to Purple Spirit Pavilion today. In addition, the earth fire broke out for no reason. I originally wanted to close the mountain and stop receiving foreign visitors, but for the sake of Master Zhongli, I can Let them stay for a few days,” said the Master of Ziling Pavilion.

“Thank you, Pavilion Master.” When Zhong Liqian saw the Master of Ziling Pavilion put down the greeting card, the stone hanging in his heart finally dropped.

He and the Ziling Pavilion disciples went to the Wuchen Bell. Several female disciples looked at Zhong Liqian and blushed. They asked him about this and that, why his hair was white, and what his relationship was with Baili Qingmiao. , Zhong Liqian answered truthfully one by one. When they heard that he and Baili Qingmiao were just sworn brothers and sisters after being together for thirty years, the eyes of several female disciples lit up.

Except for the pavilion master’s chariot and flying boat, no one is allowed to fly in the Purple Pavilion Mountain Guarding Formation. The flying boat is much slower than Zhong Liqian’s own speed, and he is riding with several beautiful female cultivators. Zhong Liqian feels like he is sitting on pins and needles all the way. It can be regarded as staying up until the foggy morning bell. The disciples opened the formation, and Zhong Liqian’s consciousness felt that Wen Ren’e and others had entered, and he hurriedly spoke first: “Brother Zhong Li, we haven’t seen each other for a long time.”

He also quickly squeezed their hands before the Ziling Pavilion disciples and made crazy hints. But with just this pinch, Zhong Liqian was stunned.

He turned to Wen Ren’e. Although his eyes were covered, doubts were written on his face.

Wenren’e said coldly: “Master Zhongli, thank you very much for welcoming me. Why don’t we talk about it after we go in?”

Just now, Wen Ren’e didn’t expect that Zhong Liqian would take the initiative to shake hands. He couldn’t avoid it in time. Zhong Liqian held the prosthetic arm and suddenly realized that something was wrong with Wen Ren’e’s situation.

Zhong Liqian also knew that he couldn’t talk about it here, so he hurriedly introduced Wen Ren’e and the two to several female disciples. The Ziling Pavilion disciples saw that the two people lived an ordinary life after changing their appearance, and they were not as refreshing as Zhong Liqian. His attitude was rather perfunctory, and he still leaned toward Zhong Liqian along the way.

After returning to the room, Zhong Liqian immediately sent a message: “Master Wenren, your hands…”

“Let’s talk about this later. Let’s talk about the Master of Ziling Pavilion.” Wenren E also quickly sent a message.

Zhong Liqian had no choice but to stop asking about the prosthetic arm. Seeing that Yin Hanjiang had set up a soundproof formation, he said with confidence: “The master of Ziling Pavilion has three doubts. First, all Ziling Pavilion disciples are female, and he is the only one who is a man. .

“Second, the ground fire burned too suddenly, and the time when the master of Ziling Pavilion appeared was too coincidental. The ground fire had just ignited, but he arrived in an instant. I saw the speed of the chariot, and he was definitely in the ground fire. He set off before the fire started. Qian calculated the time. If he was ready to go to the Tiankeng from Baili Qingmiao, the time would be just right.

“Third, our living arrangements.”

Zhong Liqian used tea to draw a structural diagram of the interior of Ziling Pavilion on the table. After completing the drawing, he clicked on a certain room and said, “This is Baili Qingmiao’s residence.”

“The guest room is next to the residence of the master of Ziling Pavilion?” Wen Ren’e squinted his eyes slightly after looking at the map. He actually thought of a person.

“I suspect that the other party is here for Miss Baili,” Zhong Liqian said. “I wonder if Mr. Wenren has noticed that Miss Baili’s opportunities are always particularly good?”

“I know,” Wen Ren’e waved his sleeves to make the water stains on the table evaporate and disappear without leaving any traces. “Not only do I know, there is another person who knows.”

He briefly told about the incident more than 40 years ago when the ice field was ablaze in the snow and the violent beating of the supreme elder of the Purple Spirit Pavilion. Zhong Liqian thought for a while and said: “That’s right. I suspect that the master of the Purple Spirit Pavilion is a male.” Body female soul.”

Wen Ren’e: “…If she was the Sanxian whom I injured back then, why would she possess the man?”

“I believe we’ll know in a few days.” Zhong Liqian said, holding the bamboo slip in his hand.

Within a few days, the next day the master of Ziling Pavilion couldn’t wait to take out the protected lock core grass, summoned the disciples of the Shangqing Sect and three people from the Zhongli family, and said to everyone: “I have dug out the lock core grass.” Xincao is willing to hand over to the Shangqing faction to save people, but there is only one condition.”

“As long as it does not violate justice, the Shangqing Sect will definitely do it.” He Wenchao stood up and said.

This conversation is exactly the same as the description in the two books. According to the plot of the original book, the next step is that the master of Ziling Pavilion asks to marry He Wenchao. This time the person becomes a man, how will it develop? Wen Ren’e squinted his eyes and observed.

“no!”

“Can!”

Two voices sounded at the same time, it was He Wenchao and Liu Xinye.

The one who said “no” was naturally He Wenchao. He heard his wife say “yes” and glared at Liu Xinye. However, he would not quarrel with his wife in front of outsiders. He just looked at her angrily, then turned to the Master of Ziling Pavilion and said: “Although this matter does not violate justice, it is also a lifelong matter for my junior sister. I can never do it.” Promised.”

“It’s not your turn to say yes or not, right?” The master of Ziling Pavilion ignored He Wenchao, but looked at Baili Qingmiao, placed the core grass in front of her eyes and said, “As long as you nod your head, you will form a soul contract with me. , this thing is yours.”

To marry him, you have to form a soul contract! Cultivators who practice dual cultivation rarely form a soul contract. Once they form a soul contract, they truly live and die together, living and dying together. Even if He Wenchao married Liu Xinye, he did not form a soul contract with his wife. In “The Beauty of Sadomasochism”, He Wenchao and Baili Qingmiao did not form a soul bond until the ending. In “The God of Destruction”, the Blood Demon Ancestor taught He Wenchao not to form a soul bond for love. From then on, life and death were tied to one person. It’s a burden.

“Senior brother, that is Master’s fate.” Liu Xinye stared at her husband and said word by word, “The Pavilion Master is a Mahayana cultivator, and forming a soul contract with him will only benefit Junior Sister Baili and not bring any harm. Moreover, Under the soul contract, neither party can betray each other. Since the Pavilion Master has made this request, he definitely does not regard Junior Sister Baili as a furnace, but sincerely. Junior Sister has not refused yet, why are you excited!”

“You!” He Wenchao pointed at his wife and almost slapped Liu Xinye.

He tried his best to suppress his anger, ran to Baili Qingmiao and said, “Junior sister, you must think clearly and never wrong yourself!”

In the original book, when Baili Qingmiao heard that the principal of Ziling Pavilion was marrying He Wenchao, she was so sad that she cried and begged him not to marry him.

At this time, He Wenchao said the same words as Liu Xinye: “Junior sister, that is Master’s life!”

At this moment, due to the gender change of the master of Ziling Pavilion, He Wenchao said the opposite.

Wen Ren’e had already made some guesses in his mind and said nothing, narrowing his eyes to see how Baili Qingmiao made his decision.

Su Huai is a junior disciple and is not qualified to speak on such an occasion. He also knew that the master was a fool. When he broke through to the golden elixir stage, his body of ghost cultivation caused a disaster comparable to that of the god transformation stage, and he was seriously injured. In order to save him, the master carried him to Ruohuai Valley to seek medical advice from a cultivator. However, the medical cultivator was in every possible way. The medical cultivator not only used formations to separate their master and disciple from Qingxue Zhenren and Zhongli Qian, but also wanted her Yuanying made an exchange, but the silly master actually planned to hand over Yuanying.

Fortunately, Zhong Liqian was smart and arrived in time. Master Qingxue beat Sanxian severely and said that he would turn him into a ghost cultivator and eat him. The medical cultivator was forced by Qingxue’s strength and rescued Su Huai .

From that time on, Su Huai really recognized Baili Qingmiao, this stupid master. It was also because of his stupidity that he was willing to let Qingxue mess around with his own natal magic weapon. Otherwise, which cultivator would be willing to use that kind of natal magic weapon? , not for Master!

Su Huai was afraid that the master would agree, so he stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Qingxue’s hand. She was the person with the highest skill and seniority here, and was the only one qualified to refuse on Baili Qingmiao’s behalf.

“Why are you pinching me?” Qingxue stared at Su Huai, “If you have anything to say, just say it.”

Su Huai: “…”

Fortunately, Zhong Liqian was already used to the way the three companions got along. He stood up and said, “The master of the pavilion doesn’t know something. Miss Baili cannot cultivate with others.”

“Oh? Why?” The master of Ziling Pavilion sat lazily on his chair and looked at Zhong Liqian intently, his eyes gentler than those of Baili Qingmiao.

Baili Qingmiao also stood up and said: “Pavilion Master, by chance, I had the same kind of concentricity Gu as brother Zhongli. This concentricity Gu is very powerful. Thirty years later, brother Zhongli is already a Mahayana cultivator, but he still remains the same. There is no way to deal with this concentric poison. To be honest, Mr. Zhongli’s skills are improving rapidly and he is only one step away from overcoming the catastrophe. The reason why he keeps suppressing his skills is all because of me.”

Seeing Baili Qingmiao’s refusal, Su Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

“Oh? Let me take a look at your Tongxin Gu.” said the Master of Purple Spirit Pavilion.

He held Baili Qingmiao’s and Zhong Liqian’s veins with both hands. After injecting his true energy, he saw that the Gu insects were indeed resonating, and it was impossible to kill them at the same time with his skill.

He murmured: “It shouldn’t be, how could it be? It’s not like this.”

When Wen Ren’e heard what the master of Ziling Pavilion said, his expression paused slightly and he looked at this person intently.

This man looked somewhat similar to the Sanxian he taught that day, but not exactly the same. Moreover, the Sanxian had taken a fancy to Baili Qingmiao’s godhead more than 40 years ago, but he had never made a move. He had been holding back until now. Was there any change?ァ78中文ヤ~⑧~1~ωωω.7~8z~w.còм