With the dragon tendons resisting the Demon King's demonic power, the Demon King's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not two days later, Jian Lin went to see the Demon Lord early in the morning as usual. She heard the roar of the wind in the distance. She walked around the corridor and saw a handsome and elegant figure leaping out and bumping into him.

In her eyes.

The Demon Lord held a bamboo branch casually in his hand, but his moves were fierce and fierce. When he saw Jian Lin approaching, he attacked with his toes, "Jian Musheng, come and fight with me."

Jian Lin didn't have time to react, and was forced to dodge the Demon Lord's attack. He raised his legs and flew out of the corridor, landing in the open space aside, "Why, I don't!"

If anyone wants to fight with him, her little three-legged cat skills will just send him to be beaten.

"You have been practicing as a disciple of Guanlan Sect for twelve years. What exactly have you learned?" Demon Lord raised his foot and kicked up a bamboo branch, picked it up with his wrist, and sent it to Jian Lin, "Take it, I don't use the devil's breath, we are just competing.

Tricks.”

Jian Lin had no choice but to take the bamboo branch, turned around, crossed over and stabbed the Demon Lord, "I really didn't learn anything. I had a very miserable time in the Guanlan Sect."

If you are not miserable, you will not be singled out as a scapegoat.

According to the original memory, Jian Lin entered the Chiyan Peak of Guanlan Sect at the age of seven and became a disciple of Master Xuan Yi. At that time, she was ranked seventeenth. At the same time, there were four other juniors who came in together. To sum up, there were so many disciples.

The Guanlan Sect is a large sect with a century-old power, a prominent reputation, and extremely high requirements for accepting disciples. Only the top talents are eligible to become disciples.

Jian Lin's parents are both immortal cultivators, but they are just casual cultivators with ordinary talents. After becoming a Taoist couple, they started a small business to make a living. When Jian Lin was seven years old, they couldn't wait to test her spiritual roots. Seeing that their daughter had extraordinary talents,

He rushed to take the Guanlan Sect exam, and after passing it, he was even more happy and elated.

Only Jian Lin was unhappy and didn't want to leave her parents. Unfortunately, she couldn't resist, so she had to bite the bullet and start practicing.

Master Xuanyi is a good master. He has profound cultivation, is kind and fair, has a goatee, and teaches his young disciples with all his heart.

From the age of seven to nine, when he was just beginning to lay the foundation for spiritual practice, Jian Lin had a pretty good life.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Two years later, Master Xuanyi died unexpectedly. Senior brother Yuan Shuo succeeded Chi Yanfeng, and Jian Lin's nightmare came.

Yuan Shuo was the most utilitarian person, and he was sanctimonious to the outside world. Internally, he divided his disciples into three, six or nine grades. Those who were rich and powerful could help him, and he taught them seriously. Those who were powerless had to figure it out on their own.

Jian Lin's family background was ordinary. What was even worse was that when she was eleven years old, her parents disappeared unexpectedly and their lives were unknown. From then on, no one could send her spiritual stones.

Now Jian Lin had no power, no money, and became one of the most miserable disciples in Chi Yanfeng.

Later, Yuan Shuo broke through the stage of becoming a god and began to recruit disciples, and he no longer had the heart to take care of these little junior sisters and juniors.

Jian Lin has become the edge of the edge, but she has not given up on cultivation. She works diligently and wants to achieve a breakthrough and live a better life. She will definitely work harder than Jian Lin now.

Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, she never cultivated the golden elixir, and her spiritual energy gradually faded away, making it impossible to achieve a breakthrough.

But there is absolutely no problem with the Lingxin Jue she practiced, because it was taught by Master Xuanyi. A junior sister who was at the same time as her was also not favored by Yuan Shuo. She practiced the Lianxin Jue seriously, and finally at the age of sixteen

The golden elixir was successfully produced.

Of course, there are also juniors and juniors who found it difficult to cultivate after being ostracized by Yuan Shuo and chose to give up and leave the Guanlan Sect to live an ordinary life.

It's a pity that Jian Lin had no way out and didn't know where to go. It became her obsession to cultivate the golden elixir. Later, she took a desperate risk and accepted the bewitchment of the black shadow and planted the devil's breath, which became the fuse of her death.

When Jian Lin told all this, the Demon Lord was still fighting with her, and then gradually stopped, and the two of them stood in the corridor, leaning on two pillars respectively, one talking and the other listening.

"I survived from the mass graves, changed my face and fled to the Demon Sect," Jian Lin rolled his eyes and showed a mischievous smile, "Then I met the Demon Lord, and you know what happened next."

"It turns out that Guanlan Sect is a place like this." Demon Lord played with the bamboo branches in his hands, raised his hand and threw them. The bamboo branches were nailed directly into the wall, making a buzzing sound. "It's no different from my Demon Sect. No, it's actually not as good as

Demon Sect, at least let’s face it openly, exchange money for skills, and apprentices can change masters, and they can come and go as they please, each based on his or her own abilities.”

Jian Lin thought about it carefully and agreed. At least in the Demon World, everyone plays the game according to the same rules. In the Guanlan Sect, it is important to respect the teacher and the disciples are always the weak ones.

"Lord Demon Lord is right," Jian Lin shrugged and took the opportunity to beg for mercy, "So I really haven't learned anything, so don't make things difficult for me."

"Okay," Demon Lord straightened up and walked up to Jian Lin, saying condescendingly, "Then I will teach you, and you can fight with me after you learn it. Do you still remember the swordsmanship I taught you that day? Practice it again now."

When did he teach?

Jian Lin thought about it for a moment, then remembered that it was that night when the Demon Lord was bored and made blind gestures with her about a set of sword skills. After practicing for a short time, Xie Jin broke the misunderstanding about that set of sword skills.

To be honest, Jian Lin just made random gestures to make the Demon Lord happy at that time. He didn't take it seriously at all, and now he has completely forgotten about it.

"Lord Demon Lord, I see that you are recovering very well. You must not be tired," Jian Lin put his hands behind his back and flattered him obediently. "In this case, it is still idle to be idle anyway. Please teach me again."

"You are really," Demon Lord frowned and said narcissistically, "I don't teach people easily, and others can't even ask for the opportunity. If I teach you, you still dare to forget?"

"That's because I forgot. I wasn't prepared before. Master Demon Lord, please teach me again and I will definitely remember it." Jian Lin broke the pot and started to cheat.

The Demon Lord had no way to deal with her, so he flicked his sleeves and looked towards the wall, "Then pull out the bamboo branches for me."

That's no problem. Jian Lin immediately walked over and stretched out her hand. She found that she couldn't reach it, only half an arm's length away. She could only jump up and try hard to reach it down. She even jumped to write it down, but failed.

The demon king felt a headache after seeing it, so he could only walk over quickly, reach out and pull it off, "Jian Musheng, you are so stupid."

Jian Lin turned around, looked up at the Demon Lord, and showed an innocent sweet smile.

Seriously speaking, of course she had a way to pull down the bamboo branch, but she still had to transfer the devil's breath. She thought it was troublesome, so she might as well ask the devil to come and get it herself.

In terms of stupidity, Demon Lord is not very smart either!

The Demon Lord took the bamboo branch and demonstrated it to Jian Lin again honestly, "My sect, Mingyue Divine Skill, pays attention to both internal and external cultivation. I have already taught you the first level of mental skills, and now I will teach you the first level of swordsmanship, Qingfeng Wuchang.

"

The Demon King was not in good condition that night and just made slow gestures. Today he practiced it seriously, and his movements seemed to be at double speed. The bamboo branches rustled in the wind, and Jian Lin was dazzled.

Before she could see clearly, the Demon Lord had already stopped and stood firm, "Okay, let me change you."

Jian Lin did not refuse this time, picked up the bamboo branch, jumped up, and started practicing.

"The first move, the wind is flying and the clouds are rolling!" Jian Lin shouted loudly, slowing down his movements and remembering while dancing, "The second move, the wind is rushing and the waves are high."

Demon Lord frowned, his eyes were sharp, and he suddenly raised his hand and shot out a stream of demonic breath, hitting Jian Lin's calf, "Stand straight, it's so soft, what does it look like?"

"Hey?" The incident happened suddenly. Jian Lin couldn't control it and jumped to one side. "Don't make trouble for me. What's the third move?"

When the Demon Lord interrupted her, she forgot.

"Wind, wind and rain!" Jian Lin recalled the name of the move, but his movements jumped directly to the fourth move.

"That's not right!" Demon Lord picked up a stone and threw it over, "What are you practicing!"

"Don't yell at me!" Jian Lin begged for mercy, "Master Demon Lord, the more you yell, the faster I will forget!"

The Demon Lord was so angry that he felt so angry that his brain ached. He had never seen such a stupid person. He was worse than Hongqu.

Hongqu watched him practice swordsmanship every day, and he was able to master Mingyue Sword Technique to a very good level. Jian Musheng was worse than a demon.

At this time, Jian Lin remembered the third move and turned back abruptly. His movements were not standard at all.

The demon king was so angry that he strode forward and kicked her at the crook of her knee. The sudden pain made Jian Lin scream, and when she was about to kneel down, the demon king had to reach out to grab her waist.

"Stand still." The Demon Lord was extremely stern.

"Don't hit me all the time!" Jian Lin looked back and yelled, "When you are a master, you must learn to teach students in accordance with their aptitude and adopt different methods for different students. I need gentle guidance, not a spicy teacher!"

"I practiced like this when I was a child. Pain will make people remember. If I teach you, you have to do it my way." Demon Lord disagreed.

Jian Lin's waist softened and she was completely defeated, "You always beat me, I won't practice anymore!"

The two were quarreling fiercely when Xie Jin floated over with a medicine bowl, "Demon Lord, where are you? It's time to take medicine."

He moved quickly. Before Jian Lin could react, he turned his head and met Xie Jin's eyes.

Xie Jin was stunned for a moment, and then he gave a sly smile that said, "You really are like that." He paused and was about to step back.

"Wait a minute!" Jian Lin quickly straightened up, broke away from the Demon Lord's arm, and called to Xie Jin, "Mr. Xie, taking medicine is a serious matter. Come back quickly."

The Demon Lord disagreed and said in a loud voice, "If he leaves, let him leave. I'm fine and I don't need to take medicine."

"It's just taking medicine, it's not troublesome," Jian Lin told him tit for tat, "Is it possible that Lord Demon King is a three-year-old child, so he is still afraid of suffering? It's okay to be afraid. I have honey here. After you finish taking the medicine, I will give you a

Oh!"

Jian Lin took the opportunity to retaliate, and the Demon Lord's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and refused to argue with her.

Jian Lin took the opportunity to call Xie Jin over, took the initiative to bring it to the Demon Lord, and asked with a smile, "Master Demon Lord, do you want me to feed you?"

The Demon Lord hates others treating him as a weakling most in his life. Of course Jian Lin knows that she is deliberately angry with him.

Xie Jin stood aside and watched the excitement happily, "Hey! Miss Apei, please feed me quickly!"

The Demon Lord's eyes were sharp, Xie Jin kept silent and quietly took two steps back, "I'm leaving, I won't disturb you."

"Wait a minute, Xie Jin," Demon Lord stretched out his hand and gestured for him to come over, and asked dangerously, "I see that you have been quite idle recently, and I am fine. Please pack up today and leave Demon Sect as soon as possible."

"Ah?" Xie Jin didn't want to leave. He finally came back and had not completed the task. Then he turned to Jian Lin for help, hoping that she would help him.
Chapter completed!