Chapter 37: Come with your ears
Along.
There were constantly injured disciples who greeted Jiang Heng respectfully.
Jiang Heng also responded one by one.
He knew that it was not his position as an elder that those young disciples respected, but the might of his Immortal Dao opponent who had been killed by blood that day!
"Elder Jiang, you're out of the customs!"
"Out!"
"Elder Jiang, I went with everyone to fight the Demon Sect, and I was also injured!"
"It's hard work, go and heal! It's scrapped now, and when you're old, you can't get your mother-in-law! ”
"Elder Jiang, when are you going to marry my Senior Sister Chen?"
"Get out!"
True Demon Temple.
Chen Wuxian sat cross-legged, looking tired, as if he was deciding on a major matter.
Jiang Heng's performance these days, he has seen it in his eyes one by one.
Therefore, he will try his best to overcome public opinion and help Jiang Heng to the position of the elder of the Holy Sword Hall.
The reason for doing this, in addition to being a compliment to Jiang Heng, still hoped that he could pass on his comprehension of the way of the sword to the other young disciples of the Holy Sword Hall......
And Jiang Heng, when those disciples asked, he basically responded.
All of a sudden, the Bloody Sword Sect, known as the No. 1 Sword Sect of the Demon Gate, soared again!
"Master, are you looking for me?" Jiang Heng stepped into the deserted True Demon Hall and bowed.
"Hurt?" Chen Wuxian said.
"Got a little hurt. However, fortunately, Murong Changsu had been killed. Jiang Heng smiled slightly.
Although he has covered up his injuries, as long as he is a caring person, he will definitely be able to notice the difference.
"How's your strength going?" Chen Wuxian said intentionally or unintentionally.
"It's not even close. Now Fat Wang can kill me with one hand......" Jiang Heng smiled bitterly.
"Don't talk about Wang Tao, people from other sects are estimated to be attacking you recently." Chen Wuxian sighed and looked directly at Jiang Heng, "What are you going to do?" ”
"The master of the sect speaks in detail!" Jiang Heng was stunned for a moment, and realized that something was wrong.
"That Murong Changsu was born in the Rakshasa Holy Sect...... Now, the Rakshasa Holy Sect has established contact with the Heavenly Evil Sect through secret channels......" Chen Wuxian tidied up his clothes.
"And then? The Rakshasa Holy Sect wants to come and take revenge on me? Jiang Heng couldn't help but interrupt.
"The River of Bitter Souls is about 10,000 feet wide. Sending someone here is a lot of difficulty. In a short time, no one should come. However, maybe......" Chen Wuxian's expression became embarrassed.
"They instructed the Heavenly Evil Sect to kill me?" Jiang Heng began to understand Chen Wuxian's words a little.
"It doesn't have to be a dictator. Perhaps, there is an exchange of interests that is not known to outsiders...... In short, you have to be careful in the coming period. Chen Wuxian was worried about Jiang Heng.
"Is the agreement made between the master and the head of the Heavenly Evil Sect, Yin Fusheng, still valid?" Jiang Heng asked.
"It worked. If it sneaks up on you, it's still the same realm. However, if they come to challenge it openly, they will not be in this case......" Chen Wuxian said helplessly.
"Fuck it!" Jiang Heng was worried in his heart, and remembered something and said, "Will people from other sects trouble me?" ”
"According to my judgment, the Slaughter Immortal Sect and the Blood Cloth Sect should not, and the Hehuan Palace is not sure...... People from other sects, if you are more vigilant, it will be ......," Chen Wuxian pondered.
"Hehuan Palace...... Why? I communicated with Senior Sister Liu smoothly and did not offend her. Jiang Henghu said suspiciously.
"I heard that it was Liu Ruyan who wanted to heal your double cultivation, but you refused. Now, everyone in Hehuan Palace regards you as a scumbag prodigal son...... Among them, the senior sister Ning Qian is the most. Chen Wuxian looked at Jiang Heng's harmless face, remembered his youthful past, and couldn't help but smile.
"Let them go." Jiang Heng's face was full of bitterness, and he suddenly raised his head and said, "Master Master, you don't want to kill me?" ”
"What if I kill you now? On the contrary, it will destroy the good reputation accumulated for so many years as a teacher......" Chen Wuxian didn't treat Jiang Heng as a fool, and laughed at himself rarely.
The best way for smart people to communicate is to play straight.
What's more, for the current Blood Demon Sword Sect, Jiang Heng's life is more effective than dying!
Chen Wuxian looked at Jiang Heng, who had a fearless face, and deliberately teased: "Moreover, your current true strength is not even the fourth level of the Condensation Realm, right?" If you can't say it, the others will kill you for the teacher. ”
"If you keep saying that, I'm relieved! Master, come here with your ears! Jiang Heng's expression was moved, and he smiled.
"What's the matter?" Chen Wuxian said vigilantly.
A bad thought came to the bottom of my heart.
"That laurel spirit root, has the head master refined it for his friend?" Jiang Heng meant something.
"My cultivation is not enough, and the refining speed is too slow. If you can be promoted to the Wind Realm as soon as possible......" Chen Wuxian said a few words, it seemed that he had become Jiang Heng's apprentice.
"That's right! Some time ago, when the disciple was cultivating, he realized several flaws in the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill......" Jiang Heng looked sincere and expressed his happiness for Chen Wuxian.
"You're ......! Criminals, you really can't stay......" Chen Wuxian scolded, and finally didn't resist Jiang Heng's temptation, and walked to Jiang Heng's side with a shelf.
There was no way, after he cultivated Jiang Heng's perfected Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, he had already cultivated all the way to the Great Perfection of the Stargazing Realm!
However, for some reason, he couldn't break through the last obstacle, and it was difficult to jump to the Wind Realm!
Jiang Heng carefully recited hundreds of words to Chen Wuxian, and comforted: "Master, if you cultivate according to this, with your talent, it shouldn't be difficult to be promoted to the Imperial Wind Realm!" ”
"What about the exercises after the Wind Resisting Realm?" Chen Wuxian said with a dark face.
"After the Wind Realm, the disciple now feels that it is quite perfect. Well, when you have a new understanding in the future, the disciple will communicate with the master again......" Jiang Heng looked at Chen Wuxian, his eyes were unusually clear.
Regarding the perfect technique of the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, Jiang Heng had actually already realized it.
It's just that there is no way, who made Chen Wuxian kill him from the beginning......
Although the murderous intent is weakened now, there will be no recurrence in the future.
After thinking about it, it's better to keep one hand, at least before its own strength is strong, it can be regarded as multiple life savers.
In this way, it is good for both master and apprentice!
"The exercises after the Wind Realm are still perfect? I believe you're a big-headed ghost...... You little devil is bad! Chen Wuxian sneered, a smile on his face.
No matter what, as long as you can be promoted to the Wind Resisting Realm, you can quickly refine the Laurel Spirit Root.
The incident that has been pressed in my heart for more than ten years has even hope for a solution.
"It's time for the teacher to start his penance. In the next period of time, if someone comes to find fault, if you can bear it, just put up with it first......" Chen Wuxian memorized the new exercises passed on by Jiang Heng and was eager to try.
"Disciple wishes Master in advance that the dragon will fly in the sky as soon as possible and break through the Wind Realm!" Jiang Heng slapped a very nutritious sycophant, smiled, and withdrew from the True Demon Palace.
"There are some things, it's time to talk to Ling Wan slowly......" Chen Wuxian muttered to himself in his heart, slowly closing his eyes and urging the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill.
A grand and vast demonic path coercion, filled with blood, stirred and swept in the True Demon Palace......
As expected, the news of Jiang Heng's injury spread throughout the Demon Dao of the Small World Continent.
"At the time of the Immortal Dao sneak attack, Elder Jiang was extremely sublimated, and the battle was gorgeous, but he regretted that he fell ill...... What a pity! ”
"Heavenly jealousy of talents, now counting, the time for Elder Jiang's rise is less than half a year......"
"Hey! The time for you and me is coming! ”
"Fart, Elder Jiang, now it's nothing more than a piece of waste wood! I heard that his true strength has plummeted to the triple ...... of the Condensation Realm."
These days, Jiang Heng actually doesn't go out much.
Every day at two o'clock, I go back and forth between the True Demon Hall and the Elder Cave Mansion.
Practicing in the Cave Mansion, refining the magic weapon Lingyun and Spirit Stone obtained from Murong Changsu and others, making up for the shattered Dantian Daoji Continent and re-injecting vitality into the Chaos Blue Lotus.
Then, with the golden spiritual liquid produced in the lotus stamen, he repaired his own wounds.
During this period, Jiang Heng's comprehension of the concealment method reached a higher level.
When you hide your aura and strength, you become more and more handy!
It's just that the candle dragon sting technique obtained from Ao Qinglongjun, he doesn't have time to comprehend cultivation for the time being.
And the reason for going to the True Demon Hall is very simple.
He just wanted to give him diligent guidance and urge Chen Wuxian to break through the Wind Realm earlier.
Seven days later.
Before the mountain gate of the Bloody Sword Sect, the first wave of "guests" finally came, blocking the mountain gate and ridiculing and mocking.
"Elder Jiang, I waited for a few days of retreat, and suddenly came to my senses. Now I'm here to learn something! ”
"In the current situation, I'm afraid it's more appropriate to call Jiang Shengzi, right?"
Wang Fatzi was angry, and with the disciples of the Holy Sword Hall, he stopped in front of the mountain gate and scolded people.
"Even if my Senior Brother Jiang is injured, it's not something you can bully! If you have dog guts, pass me first! ”
The madmen gathered in front of the mountain gate laughed.
"I know this guy's heels! How do you say that? My son Wang Teng has the posture of a demon emperor! ”
"Not bad! He is so good, I think this fat man should be very good! ”
Jiang Heng was told about the "guest" by the disciples of the Holy Sword Hall, and walked to the front of the mountain gate with a long sword.
"You want to challenge Elder Ben? OK! However, it's not just any waste that is worthy of Elder Ben's action. ”
"Jiang Shengzi, if you are cowardly, you will be cowardly, don't ...... so many reasons" a male duck throat demon cultivator jokingly said.
"Whatever you want. Wang Tao is my brother, and it is understandable to check for Elder Ben. If you want to challenge Elder Ben, you have to pass his level. Otherwise, hurry up and walk with your tail between your legs! ”
"Very well, then I'll come first!" The male duck's throat demon cultivator was not convinced.