I'm the only demon cultivator in the whole fairy sect

Chapter 8
While speaking, Luo Mingxiu had already stepped out of the door of the tea room.

Looking at his cheerful back, Yu Jiuxu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she couldn't help complaining in her heart: This kid doesn't have all his hair yet, why don't he practice his way well and learn how to pick up girls?

Yu Jiuxu sneered, turned her head and looked at the tea he had just made, without any hesitation, she picked up the teacup and poured herself a cup.

As soon as she put it to her mouth and blew, she suddenly felt something, and when she raised her head again, she met a pair of deep eyes, it was Mu Wenlan.

The two looked at each other, Yu Jiuxu paused holding the hand holding the teacup, feeling a little puzzled, when did she come here?

Mu Wenlan stared at her with deep and complicated eyes, but didn't say much. Not long after, there was a bell ringing outside.

This clock is set on the Lookout Peak, and they are on the Lookout Peak at the moment. Although there is still a distance from the big bell on the top of the peak, the sound of the bell in their ears is still much louder than that at the foot of the mountain.

The bell rang, which meant that all the disciples were about to start class, and Mu Wenlan who was standing at the door also looked away, turned around and turned back.

Yu Jiuxu drank the tea in his hand suspiciously, it was really strange, Mu asked Lan, it seemed to be intentional, did she know something, or wanted to tell her something?
Puzzled, Yu Jiuxu drank the tea in her hand one cup after another. When she realized it, she had already drank more than half of the tea in the teapot.

it's over...

Yu Jiuxu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, put down the tea cup in his hand, and glanced in the direction of the door.

In the open-air classroom, the disciples are sitting in a state of distress. Jiang Youdao and Fengyunshu have arrived. According to Ye Qingyao, today is mainly to bring the new disciples to get to know the beginning of Xianzong, and the formal practice will start tomorrow. It seems that they are going to hide later The sword room probably won't last long.

Thinking about it, she turned her head to glance at the tea she had drank most of, then turned her head and picked up the boiling water beside her, and poured it directly into the teapot.

When she was with the Demon Lord before, it was not her job to serve tea and water. She only had to be responsible for killing people. Besides, even if she did it, the Demon Lord did not have the habit of drinking tea.

However, even though he has never done it before, he caught a glimpse of it just now. That's what Luo Mingxiu did. Anyway, it's all water, and it's all used to quench his thirst. What does it matter?
After filling the water and changing the cup, Yu Jiuxu carried it out confidently.

When Yu Jiuxu went out, Jiang Youdao had just finished speaking and asked them to read by themselves. She stepped forward and served him tea obediently.

Jiang Youdao took the teacup, took a sip, and immediately frowned. He glanced at the tea in the cup, where it was tea, it was white water.

He turned his head and glared at Yu Jiuxu fiercely, his anger rising slowly. He squeezed the cup in his hand as if wishing to crush it, but he was concerned about the current situation, so he didn't say anything. Put the cup in the back side heavily, and continue to read the book.

Yu Jiuxu glanced at his mouth wonderingly, isn't it just that the taste is a little weaker, and it's all water?It can quench your thirst, it would be good to soak it for you, and I picked it up.

Feng Yunshu, who was listening, quickly noticed this, he got up and walked silently to the podium, glanced at the cup that was held aside, and immediately understood what was going on.

Feng Yunshu put away the teapot and teacup calmly, took the time to leave, and when Yu Jiuxu walked past, he paused: "Come with me, can you?"

Yu Jiuxu was stunned. All the disciples were reading. Although the field was open-air, it was very quiet. Except for the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves blown by the wind, there was no other sound.

But Feng Yunshu's voice was very soft, and his eyes were deep. He looked at her, as if he was asking for her opinion, and his tone was so gentle that one couldn't bear to refuse.

Just go, the worst thing is to be scolded.

Following Feng Yunshu back to the tea room, Su Luochen processed the weak tea in the kettle without saying a word.

There was no scolding as imagined, he only changed the tea leaves and tea water in the teapot, while gently exhorting: "The tea water should be seven cents hot and six cents thick, don't forget next time."

Hearing his coaxing tone to the child, Yu Jiuxu just smiled at him without saying a word. When he looked up, he saw that people outside had already got up and followed Jiang Youdao in one direction.

She was a little curious about where they were going, and remembering that she reached out and tugged Feng Yunshu's clothes, remembering what Ye Qingyao said before, she asked Feng Yunshu: "Brother, are they going to the sword room?"

Feng Yunshu turned his head and glanced outside the door. All the disciples had almost left. He nodded and put the teapot in his hand on the stove beside him to warm it.

Immediately, Feng Yunshu turned his head and said: "Let's go first, if you forget to call me next time, that's it."

"it is good."

Yu Jiuxu responded obediently, and followed Feng Yunshu out of the tea room.

When the two arrived at the sword hiding room, a group of disciples had already started to look around.

The entire sword room is very large, and there are thousands of swords standing on the uneven rock walls around the room, which is really dizzying.

More than half of the swords collected here are the swords of the predecessors of the Xianzong. After the death of the master, the spiritual sword will basically choose to self-proclaim. It can only be left here.

Generally speaking, this kind of Xianzong would not let people in easily, and there are special guards at ordinary times, but I heard that every year when there are new disciples, the elders will personally lead them in to observe.

After they pass the first test to enter the Xianzong, the suzerain will personally bring them into the sword hiding room to choose a saber of their own, but the premise is that you have to tame the saber you choose by yourself.

In other words, every sword in it, whether it has ever had a master or not, has a spirit, and it is not a unilateral choice. When you choose it, you have to let it recognize your ability.

And they all have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely sensitive to demon cultivators. Yu Jiuxu has a deep understanding of this. After all, when he followed the demon king, he had suffered from these fairy swords.

Therefore, when entering the sword hiding room again, Yu Jiuxu did not dare to leave behind Fengyunshu even a single step. She was obviously the one who did a lot of evil, but now she had the illusion that a sheep is falling into the mouth of a wolf.

But after careful observation, although she came in, these sabers didn't seem to respond to her. Could it be because the spirit veins were sealed, so they couldn't detect it?
Thinking about it, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly heard Luo Mingxiu's voice behind her: "Why is that sword locked with an iron chain?"

Yu Jiuxu turned his head, and as soon as his eyes fell on his face, he heard the disciple beside him tease: "What kind of sword? Don't yell if you don't know it. It's called a horizontal knife, do you understand?"

After saying that, the disciples who came to visit together burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became heated instantly, with endless discussions.

Only Luo Mingxiu blushed, and shouted at them: "I want you to take care of it! I like to call it a sword!"

For a moment, many people's eyes were attracted to them. Following Luo Mingxiu's gaze, they saw a two-foot-long black horizontal knife standing among the crowd of swords.

The blade and handle of the knife were tied by two arm-thick iron chains, and the other end of the chain extended to the corner of the roof of the sword room, as if to restrain its power.

The other swords are all close together, only around this horizontal knife, with it as the center, there is no sword within six feet, so this horizontal knife is particularly eye-catching.

Yu Jiuxu's eyes also fell on the horizontal knife, and she was suddenly in a daze. No one was more familiar with this knife than her. She still remembered that when she got it for the first time, she happily named it: "From now on, you will be called Red Soul."

(End of this chapter)