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Chapter 19 Close the Door and Release the Villains ([-]): Comprehension Conference

The things that Yan Fuyun, the eldest disciple of Haotian Peak personally handed down, gave them are naturally good things.

Looking away from the young disciple, Yan Fuyun glanced at the miserable Tang Wanshuang under the ring, his eyes were unmoved, and he raised his voice: "This round of competition is Zuofengshan Li Xinsheng!"

"In addition, I would like to advise all my brothers and sisters, although life and death are irrelevant at the Cultivation Conference, those with vicious thoughts should hide your little tricks, and don't embarrass your own sect when the time comes!"

Tang Wanshuang knew that Yan Fuyun's words were meant for herself, and under the strange eyes of others, Tang Wanshuang got up from the ground and stumbled away from the martial arts stage.

After the competition ended, He Jinchuan's body was still shaking until he left Haotian Peak and returned to the small courtyard.

Back in the hut, the coolness on the wound temporarily suppressed the pain, and the white fox raised his head and rubbed the villain's chin to comfort him: "Squeak." It's okay, it's okay.

"It's all my fault for being negligent." His voice was dry, with anger mixed with fear, he wouldn't let the little fox get hurt like this.

"Squeak." It's not your fault, it's because that person is too bad.

After rubbing, the white fox stretched its paws into the Qiankun pouch around its neck and took out a red vermilion fruit, holding it in its two paws: "Squeak." Don't be angry, eat the fruit.

The young man's heart warmed, he suppressed the emotion in his eyes, and brushed the white fox's sensitive ears with his fingertips: "I don't eat it, Xiaobai eats it."

After finally being generous once but being rejected, the white fox became visibly happy, moved his slightly painful hind legs, raised his head and blinked his eyes: Can I have two grilled chickens and two grilled fish today?
"If you are injured, avoid meat."

The beard twitched, the corners of the mouth pulled down, and Simu's front paws broke away from the young man's embrace: cut!mean.

"You are allowed to eat a fish."

The fox's two ears stood up, and he held his back to the young man in the corner and did not move: Although it is good to have one, it is not easy to be coaxed.

Touching the position of the heart, He Jinchuan only realized that the crescent knife was stained with blood during the competition and hadn't been dealt with. He quickly took the magic weapon out of the mustard space and planned to clean it.

Who would have thought that the two crescent knives were lying on the palms, clean, dust-free, gray and simple, where there was no trace of scarletness?
But he clearly remembered that when he took it in, the entire blade was covered with the blood of the female monk.

Three days later, the white fox was alive and kicking again, and even the hair on the wound started to grow out.

After applying the medicine for the last time, He Jinchuan carefully put away the bottle of wound medicine for the next use.

Such a powerful healing medicine should be a mid-to-high-grade condensed balm. It is worthy of being such a generous shot by Yun Jun, a direct disciple of Haotian Peak.

Just after taking the medicine, Simu jumped out of the bed with all four feet in the air, turned over and pounced on the wooden basin next to him, pushed the wooden basin from the corner to the young man's feet with his head, and then rested his paws on the wooden basin all the way. Point to the five big fish inside to signal.

"Squeak!" Let's eat!Bake them all!It can be braised or steamed!
"You can't eat too much, do you think you are a barrel?" He Jinchuan bent down to pick up the fox and walked out without looking at the wooden basin.

I'm not!You are the bucket!
The white fox puffed up its gills, evil grew out of its guts, and its two paws poked the villain's iron crown that tied his hair to one side.

He Jinchuan helped the hair crown on the top of his head, and continued to walk out of the yard.

The comprehension conference is in full swing, but Lingyunzong has not been peaceful during this period, not only Lingyunzong, but everyone in the entire capital is in danger.

The disciples of the immortal sect who came to participate in the comprehension conference recently died strangely. The murderer's methods were cruel, not only sucking up the energy of those disciples, but also swallowing their souls.

There were many victims, and some of them were extremely gifted geniuses. Even Fairy Luoyao, the first apprentice of the third immortal sect master in the world of cultivating immortals, died at the hands of that demon cultivator.

Simu also heard about Fairy Luoyao's death, but in the plot, Fairy Luoyao was killed by the villain. Now it seems that many things in the plot are fake, and the villains are all responsible.

After all, she was inseparable from the villain every day, how could she not know if the villain killed or not?

If the villain is said to be heinous, Sim Mu feels that there is nothing wrong with it. The villain killed so many pheasants and fish, and caught so many shrimps. They should come to avenge their own kind, and let the villain catch them and continue to feed him.

The celestial veins and the demonic veins are born together, so they carry the mania of the demonic veins. Originally, the two veins of the immortals and the demons check and balance each other.

Now the celestial veins are taken by some villains alone. Without the blood pressure that contains the aura of demonic veins in his body, the celestial veins are like a bottomless pit that needs to be constantly filled with spiritual energy.

In the past, that person only dared to secretly kill a few unremarkable outer disciples to forcibly suppress the celestial veins. Now the cultivation conference is a good time. He used the name of demonic cultivators to slaughter a large number of cultivators with good cultivation bases and excellent talents. After killing hundreds of that person Can it last for decades?

In the past, those outer sect disciples were just refining Qi, but which one of those who died now was not at the Golden Core stage?Besides, Fairy Luoyao is a mid-Yuanying cultivation base.

He Jinchuan carried Simu to the Zangshu Pavilion on Zuofeng Mountain. He stood at the door of the Zangshu Pavilion and looked inside. There were a few disciples scattered inside the door.

That person will definitely not stop until the Cultivation Conference is over. That person is very smart, and he killed disciples from all sects.

More and more cultivation disciples died, if he stayed in that hut, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be chosen by luck.

The Zangshu Pavilion is different. The guards of the Zangshu Pavilion are out-of-body monks, and there are disciples hanging around here all the year round. If they don’t want to be discovered, the other party will definitely not be so stupid as to go to the Zangshu Pavilion to kill people.

So after thinking about it, He Jinchuan decided that he would stay in Zangshu Pavilion until the end of the comprehension conference.

Concentrating his thoughts, the young man stepped into the library.

Beside the door was an old man leaning on the grand master's chair. When he saw someone coming in, he asked, "Which floor are you going to?"

"The third floor."

When he heard the third floor, the old man opened his eyelids and glanced up and down at He Jinchuan, then tore off the top of hundreds of keys behind him and handed it to He Jinchuan: "Remember, you can't take the book with you. Return the keys when you run out."

"Yes, the disciple understands."

"Go, go, what's so good about the books on the third floor, it's hard to understand."

The Zangshu Pavilion is full of books in all directions, because no one has cleaned it, it is full of dust, and the old stairs creak, as if they will break at any time.

The so-called key is just a pass.

Walking into the third floor, the dust inside is even worse than downstairs. The books are very old, but there are no traces of flipping through them.

He Jinchuan came here often, and he skillfully pulled out a book and sat down against the wall in front of the dim window sill.

Simu hid in He Jinchuan's arms. She didn't like the heavy dust in the library, which made her nose itchy.

The white fox thought that the villain would leave after staying in the library for two hours as usual, but when she woke up it was dark outside, and the villain hadn't taken her away yet.

There are two ancient books that have been read by the young man's feet, and a half-burned white wax is lit on the window sill, and he has no intention of leaving.

The soft foxtail hooked the young man's wrist, reminding him that he should go home.

The young man regained his senses from the ancient book, and pinched the soft fur on the white fox's cheek: "We are temporarily staying in the library for a few days."

What?live here?Live in this place where you don't eat, drink, or sleep?Living in a place where the dust is thicker than her hair?

Simu resisted very much. He crawled onto the young man's shoulder in twos and turned the young man's head with his front paws. The beautiful fox looked at the young man, full of rejection.

"Hey, I'll go back after the comprehension conference is over."

There is at least one month left before the comprehension conference ends!Wouldn't she be a gray fox in a month?Don't you know that white foxes are obsessed with cleanliness?
She has already given in to being able to come up with the villain, so she doesn't want to stay here!
The white fox jumped to the ground, bit the corner of He Jinchuan's clothes and pulled it out, the young man remained motionless.

Simu: Why is the villain so heavy! ! !
She can't drag it! ! !

　Yan Fuyun, honorific title: Yun Jun.

　　Only personal disciples and those with the above status are eligible for honorable titles.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)