Thanks to Bai Haohao for the reward of "588".

Hearing the meaning of the hall master's words, Si Ran chuckled disapprerovitically. "Master, the Soul Devouring Dafa is too domineering to practice with other exercises, otherwise it will be light to clash and go mad."

The hall master paused, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and the peach blossom eyes flashed with a deep light swept across Si Ran's face. "Being a teacher is just talking, and you're thinking about it again."

Si Ran smiled and was noncommittal.

In Yan Ruhao's memory, the hall master saw that his cultivation speed had improved rapidly, and he had a bad idea.

Yan Ru did the opposite, taking the initiative to present the Soul Devouring Dafa, but deliberately asked Qingying to change one of the conditions, that is, the premise of wanting to cultivate was that he could not cultivate any other exercises.

If you have to cultivate, you have to abolish your previous cultivation and start from scratch.

No matter how greedy the hall master is, it is impossible for him to give up the cultivation in the middle stage of refining void that he has cultivated for more than 5,000 years, and become a disciple of the qi refining stage in one fell swoop, and start all over again, it is simply looking for death!

The hall master waved his sleeves, and the closed courtyard door automatically opened in front of their eyes.

A number of beautiful female demon cultivators appeared on both sides, and they all bowed their heads to the hall master and Yan Ruhao. "Hall Master, Elder Yan."

The hall master turned a blind eye and walked straight through the crowd.

Si Ran also pretended not to take it seriously at all, and let go of the hall master's arm by looking at the unfamiliar environment around him.

Stepping on the stone road and going up the steps, the female disciple who bowed her head hurriedly pushed open the door in advance.

The hall master walked in without stopping, and Si Ran followed closely.

As soon as the hall master entered, he immediately sat down next to the rectangular table of flowers and birds inlaid with yellow flowers, surrounded by the same four chairs.

As soon as the hall master sat down, the female disciples placed tea sets one after another, brewed spiritual tea, and put on all kinds of rare and rare spiritual fruits. Shuttle back and forth, each person only does the same. After that, the rules retreated to the side, and he was as respectful as a mute maid. Because in the process, no one dared to make the slightest sound.

Si Ran immediately sat opposite the hall master, casually swept the cultivation of these female disciples, and his heart jumped in surprise, among them, the lowest cultivation was in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and most of them were in the early stage of transforming into gods.

Si Ran noticed that the female disciple who retreated behind the hall master and always kept her head down was the highest in cultivation, and she was in the late stage of transforming into a god. Judging by the clothes and figure, it should be Qiao Mengran in Yan Ruhao's memory, she is the concubine of the hall master, and she usually has some problems with Yan Ruhao.

Si Ran vigilantly hurriedly flipped through Yan Ruhao's memories, and found that these female disciples were actually willing to take the initiative to come to serve the hall master's maids! Usually doing things for him, even if he teaches a little bit of cultivation experience, it is enough for these female disciples to benefit immensely.

The hall master saw that Si Ran was actually a little distracted in front of him, his attention was on Qiao Mengran's body, his peach blossom eyes hooked, and his charming smile rippled, and he stretched out his hand and pushed the spirit tea and spirit fruit in front of her.

"Ru'er?"

Si Ran retracted his gaze and looked down at the spirit tea and spirit fruit, only then did he remember that the hall master was a demon cultivator, and he would not eat these things at all, and it was obviously prepared for her alone.

But she couldn't...... It's easy to enjoy.

deliberately glanced at Qiao Mengran, and the evil gaze fell on the hall master's face unscrupulously. "Master, how rude is it for me to enjoy it alone? I saw that Sister Mengran had been standing for a long time, she must have been tired and thirsty, this cup of spiritual tea...... Give her a drink. ”

Qiao Mengran, who lowered his head, heard this, and looked up at Si Ran, revealing a delicate beauty.

The hall master smiled evilly, and showed a look at Si Ran, you little guy is going to make a bad spoiled look again, and turned around and glanced at Qiao Mengran who was standing in place indifferently.

Qiao Mengran's eyes flashed with resentment, stepped forward, held the spiritual tea in a proper manner, and bowed his head to Si Ran. "Xie Ru, good sister."

The sleeves cover the entire teacup and face, and he tilts his head and drinks it. Put down the cup with a blue and white porcelain white glaze, step back in a regular manner, and stand in place.

Only then did Si Ran slowly pick up a spirit fruit and nibble on it in a small bite with an elegant demeanor.

Demon cultivator drank spiritual tea, and this Qiao Mengran should have a stomachache when he waited. It's like a thing that Taoist cultivation can't touch a demon cultivator. It's not that she deliberately targeted Qiao Mengran, but in her memory, every time Yan Ru bumps into this woman, she has to make a malicious trick, and if she doesn't do it, she will definitely be suspected.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, Qiao Mengran covered her stomach with a pale face and retired.

The hall master waved his hand to keep the other female disciples away from this room, and then looked at Si Ran dotingly. "The battle between Dao and Demon, which occurs once every five hundred years, is coming in a month. Every time, our Demon Palace has to send the most elite disciples to fight against the righteous path. This is your chance to make a name for yourself, and the teacher has won a place for you. ”

Thinking of the possibility of fighting against Yun Ge, Si Ran's heart sank, but his face did not show the slightest, but instead looked interested, showing a curious heart and asking; "How, Master, let's hear it."

The hall master showed a look of reminiscing about the past and talked eloquently. "In the first game, each side sent out ten Yuan Infant monks to compete with each other in the ring, no matter whether they lived or died, in the end, which side survived the most, which side won and lost a city.

In the second game, each faction of twenty god-transforming monks happened to enter the ancient battlefield that opened once in five hundred years, and in the end, it was still which side had the most monks alive and which side won.

In the third game, all the monks who survived the first two games entered the Ten Battles.

The Ten Absolute Formations are neither controlled by the Demon Palace nor by the Taoist sect, but are controlled by the Buddha cultivators who rarely appear, and it is still the one that counts the side with the largest number of people alive to win. ”

Si Ran's face darkened and asked; "Master, you deliberately wanted to kill your apprentice, but I didn't do it? The Ten Peerless Formations are even more terrifying than the ancient battlefields, and if you go in, you can still come out alive?! ”

The hall master pursed his lips and smiled, stood up, faced the door, and turned back abruptly. "In the past few thousand years, the number of survivors in the Ten Battles has been the largest, and the most casualties have been killed and injured in the first game."

Si Ran lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then asked; "Just because it's the Buddha who controls the Ten Peerless Formations?" Speaking of Buddhist cultivation, it reminded her of the Buddhist cultivation she had once bumped into in the manor of Wanfang Town.

Such a person has to pity even the demon rats who have done a lot of evil and spread the plague, but he is really a bodhisattva, and because of this, he will do his best to help the monks who enter the battle, whether it is a demon cultivator or a Taoist cultivator.

The hall master nodded. "In the three games, each win or loss is related to the ownership of a city bordering the Demon Palace and the Dao Sect, for example, this time, the Tianshui City where we are located is one of the cities taken out by the Freedom Sect."

"Which Ten Battles?"

"Heavenly Absolute Array, Earth Flame Array, Wind Roar Array, Ice Array, Golden Light Array, Blood Transformation Array, Flame Array, Soul Falling Array, Red Water Array, Red Sand Array. As a teacher, I originally reported the first game with your cultivation in the late Yuan Infant period, but I never thought about it...... You worked so hard to surprise your teacher, and you actually broke through to the middle stage of the god.

If you want to use your means, it is more than enough to break into the ancient battlefield.

As for the Ten Peerless Formations, no matter which formation you fall into, at a critical juncture, the Buddhist cultivators who control the formation will come to the rescue in time, so there is no need to worry. ”

Si Ran; “！！！” This man has everything arranged, what else does she have to say! If she hadn't been afraid of the other party's cultivation, she would have run away a long time ago! It's not so passive now, and I'm forced to participate in some kind of Dao Demon battle to send him to death!

Seeing that Si Ran was silent, the hall master suddenly flashed a glint in the peach blossom eyes, disappeared in a flash, walked to Si Ran's side, and covered her hand. Bent down, leaned into her ear, whispered softly.

"Why don't you speak? Blame the teacher for making his own claims? Whether it's the Ancient Battlefield or the Ten Peerless Formations, there are a large number of primordial gods that you need, but they are not comparable to the hundreds of thousands of mortal souls you have painstakingly collected. If you don't want to, the teacher will come forward and exchange your place for someone else. ”

Si Ran felt that the other party was deliberately teasing her, and the warm breath exhaled touched the tip of her ear, and it quickly turned red, but it was not shy, but angry!

When he became a demon cultivator, he was taken advantage of by Yan Ruhao.

Now that he has become Yan Ruhao, he has been taken advantage of by this hall master from time to time, and Si Ran's chest is depressed and wants to vomit blood. Thinking that no matter what, I will survive the battle between Dao and Demon, and immediately gather the materials to reforge the flesh!

The hall master stared at the tips of Si Ran's ears that suddenly turned red, and his heart was happy. Who is Yan Ruhao? A master of flirting. Now he actually shows the shy posture of his little daughter in front of him, a certain ...... He has been very caring all these years, and the excessive spoiling has really worked?!

Replace it with someone else? Duducious, Si Ran sneered in his heart, suddenly turned around, hooked the neck of the hall master with both hands, and looked at his peach blossom eyes.

"Master, you will say back-the-back words to tease me, I'll just participate, you can take a good look, when I make a great contribution to the Demon Palace, you have to remember what you promised me." Recasting the flesh is imminent! She's had enough of this kind of days of pretending to be someone else worried about being exposed!

The hall master was lost in Si Ran's flattering eyes, and lost his mind for a moment. At the moment of returning to his senses, he clung to the original god, and secretly Dao Ru'er's free exercise was refined again! If he had done something to him at the moment when he had lost his mind just now, he would not have died but would have been injured.

Suddenly vigilant in his heart, he gently pushed Si Ran away, straightened up, bypassed the Huanghuali inlaid luodian tooth stone flower and bird rectangular table, and walked to the original position and sat down.

Only then did he calm his face and said in a sad tone of loss; "I have been with Ru'er for more than a hundred years as a teacher, and I have never been able to compare to the status of the unmasked Demon Venerable in your mind."

sighed sadly, and glanced at Si Ran resentfully. "It turns out that the apprentice heard that every five hundred years of the Dao Demon Dispute, the Immortal Venerable and the Demon Venerable will personally appear to preside, so he obediently returned to the teacher's side, yes or no?"

Looking at the jealous appearance of the hall master, Si Ran felt a chill in his heart, but he could only pretend to be evil and flattering. "What did Master say? The Demon Venerable is the divine residence in the minds of all demon cultivators, and it is unattainable. When you see it, you want it all your life. Can be a teacher ...... in my mind. An ambiguous aura spread between the two.

Qingying; 'Tut-tut, you learn from Yan Ru's seductive appearance, vivid. If I hadn't seen Yan Ruhao die at your hands with my own eyes, I'm afraid I'd be like the stupid hall master outside, I really thought you were the real Yan Ruhao. ’

Si Ran; 'You think I'm willing?!' ’

"Hall Master, good sister Ru." Qiao Mengran, who was troubled by her stomach, appeared again, behaved properly, and stood behind the hall master again.

"Hey, it's getting dark." Si Ran pretended to be surprised and glanced at the sunset that was about to set outside, and his evil eyes deliberately swept over Qiao Mengran's body.

When Qiao Mengran held her stomach and retired, it was still three o'clock in the afternoon, but now that she came back, it was already dark, and it was clear that the cup of spiritual tea she gave her had made trouble for more than two hours.

"Master, where am I staying at night?" The evil eyes turned around from Qiao Mengran's body and landed on the face of the hall master.

"Xiao Ru naturally lives in the room next to me, the dispute between Dao and Demon, people and snakes are mixed, and your enemies are countless. Just in case, the division laid out a lot of prohibitions all around. This month, Xiaoru should not leave the courtyard at will, in case she accidentally hurts herself, it will not be good. It's better to stay in the room more, or come over to accompany the teacher, recuperate, and wait for the battle between the Dao and the Demon. ”

"Listen to Master, then I'll go next door to rest." It sounds like protection, and it is clearly and implicitly threatened and surveilled! Si Ran got up and stepped out of the room.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars are twinkling, indicating that tomorrow will be another sunny and good weather, it is close to the summer solstice, and the hot wind blows on the body but does not feel the slightest heat, in the eyes of the high-ranking monks, there is no difference between the four seasons in the mortal world.

When the female disciple guarding the door in the courtyard saw Si Ran walking out, she immediately stepped forward respectfully and saluted, led her to the next room, and helped her open the door in advance.

"Elder Yan, the disciple is waiting outside, just summon me if I have something." Then he took a few steps backwards before turning and leaving, and closed the door with him.

In the battle between Dao and Demon, Tianshui City is overcrowded, except for some powerful and backstage families, ordinary people and some cultivators below the Jindan period, who know the current affairs and move automatically, temporarily live in neighboring towns, or go to relatives.

Those who refuse to be directly driven out of the door by the powerful, and they can't return home.

Or some timid and far-sighted people know that the water of the demon battle is very deep, maybe if there is a fight, the ten Tianshui Cities can be destroyed, give up the house, and leave automatically.

Even so, the vacated rooms were not enough to accommodate people.

Like these female disciples who came along, naturally there was no room. Fortunately, many monks are born as astics, or have been trained outside, and are generally accustomed to being used as a quilt in the sky and a bed on the ground.

Si Ran watched the door close, and then turned around.

There are no lamps or luminous stones in the room, but various fist-sized pearls are inlaid on various ornaments, decorating the whole room, exuding a faint pearlescent light.

For a monk like Si Ran, who regards darkness as nothing, naturally there is no need for lighting, it should be the original owner of this room, the original appearance of the layout.

Si Ran swept the entire room, carved dragons and painted buildings, magnificent. In front of me is a rosewood carved fish table, with the same red sandalwood carved fish four chairs.

On the table, there is a white jade porcelain vase, with green leaves lined with bright hollyhocks blooming in midsummer, exuding a faint floral fragrance, overflowing the whole room, lingering on the tip of the nose.

If you look closely, there are still water droplets on the delicate petals.

At first glance, it was the female disciple who arranged this room in the fierce hall, deliberately currying favor with Si Ran who had just picked it. (To be continued.) )