Chapter 2209 Incarnation of the Lord of the Demon Palace
When she went to the main hall, Yu Fengxian was already waiting for her.
"I don't know why the Pavilion Master came to see me for something." You Ming went up and asked.
Yu Fengxian turned to look at her and said, "Yang Xinyi, I am going to accept you as my apprentice, are you willing?"
"Disciple is willing." You Ming replied.
In Jueqing Pavilion, not all disciples can be Yu Fengxian's disciples. Most of them are just disciples. When they see Yu Fengxian, they can only call the Pavilion Master. Only a small number of people who are favored by Yu Fengxian are qualified to be her disciples.
Originally, it would take at least a year for Yu Fengxian to consider accepting him as a disciple, but the aptitude shown by You Ming was so great that she couldn't help but be tempted. In addition, today she went to Tiandao Pavilion to work for Ye Xiong, which made her even more uneasy.
It was not easy to recruit a disciple with good qualifications. This might be her future honor. How could she let it go? If she asked to go to Tiandao Pavilion, she didn't know what to do, so she made an exception and accepted her as a disciple.
"Why do I feel that you seem unhappy?" Yu Fengxian asked.
"No, I am happy. Maybe... I am used to being reserved and don't show my happiness very much." You Ming replied.
What's so exciting about this? She was also a half-step golden elixir cultivator at the beginning, and her strength was still above hers. Whether or not she became a disciple was no longer important to her. She could cultivate to the half-step golden elixir by herself. She didn't need to
What help does she have.
Yu Fengxian nodded with satisfaction: "Don't show your joy and anger. This is the quality of a monk. Come with me to the Patriarch Hall to perform the apprenticeship ceremony!"
You Ming was a little reluctant to go in because she had to kneel down to become a disciple, and she didn't just kneel down casually.
But now that she is not strong enough and Yu Fengxian is still so enthusiastic, it would be unreasonable for her not to worship him.
With no other choice, she could only go in and perform the ceremony.
Half an hour later, the two came out of the ancestral hall.
"Pavilion Master..."
"You still call me Pavilion Master now?"
"Master, if there is nothing else, I will go to practice," You Ming said.
"There is no rush, cultivation is not at this moment." Yu Fengxian smiled and took out something from his body, which was a long red caltrop. "This is my magic weapon of fame, the red caltrop. I give it to you now. Just treat it as a master."
A gift for you."
"Thank you, Master." You Ming put the red caltrop away.
"Master, is this the magic weapon you are using now?" You Ming was shocked and said quickly: "I don't need such a precious thing."
"Master gave it to you, you want it. Now I have a new magic weapon. I have been with you for two hundred years and I am tired of using it."
For ordinary monks, the longer a magic weapon is used, the more emotional it becomes. How could it be possible for them to become epiglottis? This is just her rhetoric.
"Disciple, thank you master." You Ming could feel her love for him.
Apart from Ye Xiong and Yang Xinyi, this was the third person who cared about her so much, and they were people with whom she had no close friendship, which moved her a little.
"Practice hard. The Spiritual Realm Qualifying Competition will begin in half a year. I hope you can enter. If you stay there for ten or eight years, with your qualifications, it should be no problem to enter the peak of the Golden Core. With your combat power,
If you reach the peak of the golden elixir, you may not be your opponent as a teacher by then."
"Master, I will definitely enter the qualifying round, don't worry." You Ming said firmly.
This was her purpose of joining the Immortality Sect, how could she miss it.
"Okay, let's go practice!"
You Ming nodded and returned to his cave to practice.
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Early the next morning, Ye Xiong got up early, and Zhuo Wushuang and Xuetu were waiting in the main hall.
The two of them stood far apart with their backs to each other, as if no one looked down on the other. It looked like there was some unpleasantness between them.
No wonder, the identities and statuses of the two were completely different. One was the eighth prince, with a righteous attitude; the other was regarded by him as a big devil, who had killed countless people and had blood on his hands. It was strange that there was an intersection between the two.
"Pavilion Master." Xue Tu came forward.
Ye Xiong looked at his wrist. The mark of the God Chain was on his wrist quietly, without any reaction.
This shows that Xuetu no longer has the demon cultivator incarnation.
"Xue Tu, you are here just in time. I have something to ask you." Ye Xiong paused for a moment and then said: "You said that you were haunted by demons thirty years ago, so you slaughtered three thousand people in a village. That possessor
The devil in the body has long hair shawl, a thin and pointed face, triangular eyes, and looks like a poisonous snake?"
"How do you know?" Xuetu was startled.
"Did he say he was the master of the Demon Palace?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.
"That's right, I once heard him mention the Master of the Demon Palace, and that's him." Xue Tu was so excited that his voice changed. "It's that bastard who ruined my reputation throughout my life, that bastard."
Xue Tu gritted his teeth, a murderous look on his face, and his heart was extremely angry.
"How long have you been possessed by him?"
"For about three months, I have been trying to get rid of it, but I can't get rid of it. In the past three months, I have killed many, many people. Some of them I don't even know myself. I don't want to kill them, but I can't control them at all.
Own……"
"Don't get excited, I'm looking for it now. We will definitely have a chance to take revenge." Ye Xiong comforted him.
Back in the dark elite secret realm, the old dark elf woman said that there was another person entering there, and he didn't know if he was demonized or not. Ye Xiong had always guessed that that person was Duan Tianshan, but he didn't know if it was true or not.
Ye Xiong walked up to Zhuo Wushuang and said: "Zhuo Wushuang, everyone has their own compelling reasons. When your father, the Master of Kendo, caught Xue Tu, he did not kill him, but just imprisoned him for thirty years. This shows that
Killing was not the original intention of Xuetu. Otherwise, your father would have killed him right away, so how could he just be imprisoned? I hope you will not have any prejudice against him."
Zhuo Wushuang thought for a moment and walked to Xuetu: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that such a thing had happened to you. I apologize to you for being unreasonable just now."
"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it." Xue Tu said.
Seeing that the two of them were getting along as well as ever, Ye Xiong felt a little relieved.
"Xue Tu, when will that demon incarnation leave your body?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.
"He left after I was shut down. I suspect that he just borrowed my body to do something, and had no intention of living in my body for a long time." Xue Tu said.
Ye Xiong drew a water mirror in front of him, and a scene appeared in it. It was the scene where the incarnation of the demon cultivator was tied to a stone pillar and tied with a god-locking chain.
Facing the constant attacks, instead of being afraid, he burst into laughter.
This is the scene when Ye Xiong let Fire Spirit and Suzaku Lunliu attack him in the secret realm of Dark Elf.
"It's him, this devil. I turned to ashes and remembered him?" Xue Tu shouted, gnashing his teeth in hatred.