My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

With a wave of his hand, several spiritual blades flew out and cut off the legs of these people at the knees.

He shouted, "You guys want to leave after bullying my apprentice?"

The faces of the people present were uncertain and they did not dare to continue fleeing for a while.

In fact, if these people escaped together, it would be difficult for Jiang He to stop them all.

However, they all had a lucky heart, knowing that the first person to come forward would be in danger, and they hadn't succeeded yet.

It's impossible that the girl's master is planning to kill everyone present and force them to fight to the death, right?

"Don't go too far! This is the territory of the Shen Gan Sect. Are you being lawless?"

Someone, relying on his excellent breath-hiding skills, hid in the crowd and shouted,

"Humph! Is this your disciple? Do you have any evidence? Even if she is really your disciple, what is your intention in hiding such a beautiful cauldron? How dare you not hand it over to Saint Yuehua! I will definitely report it to Saint Yuehua."

"Lawless?"

Jiang He was so angry that he laughed out loud. Isn't the Shen Gan Sect a synonym for lawlessness?

This mysterious man's ability to conceal his aura is extraordinary, probably at the level of an inner sect disciple. No wonder he dares to take advantage of the chaos to stir up people's hearts.

Unfortunately, he had practiced Bai Minxin's Qi-gathering technique and had also practiced the Soul-Shocking Bell, so his spirit and soul were very powerful.

With a glance, he easily found the person who was secretly stirring up people's hearts in the crowd and waved his hand.

The man hiding in the crowd was grabbed by the giant hand made of spiritual power. His face changed drastically. He knew it was useless to beg for mercy, so he gave Jiang He a provocative smile:

"I just want to die! And you, entrusting your lives to others, isn't that ridiculous? If you go out and report this to Saint Yuehua, he will definitely reward you handsomely!"

"But I only want to die?"

Jiang He glanced at the jade ring he was wearing. Ever since he cultivated his spiritual consciousness, his past memories were clear to him, and the contents of the original text were no exception.

Compare it with Qiao Qiao's jade pendant.

Jiang He knew that this was the symbol of the disciples of the Demon-Slaying Hall of the Qingyang Immortal Sect.

The number of disciples in the Demon Slaying Hall has always been small, and with the Immortal Sect's confidentiality measures, it is difficult for outsiders to know that this jade pendant represents the Demon Slaying Hall.

People in the world of cultivation often have long lifespans, so who would want to die?

No wonder they only want to die. With the longevity lamp of Qingyang Immortal Sect, it is difficult for these disciples to die.

Unlike many of the independent cultivators present, this Demon Slaying Hall disciple recognized Jiang Yuanxia.

Even though Yuan Xia rarely showed up in front of outsiders, since the Qingyang Immortal Sect was planning to assassinate Yuan Xia, it was impossible for them not to know her true appearance.

The disciples of the Demon Slaying Hall also deliberately wanted to intensify the conflict between the Holy Son of Good Law and the Holy Son of Moonlight.

Excellent breath-retaining magic, good at taking advantage of situations, calm and fearless of life and death.

However, now that the Longevity Lamp can no longer save their lives, I wonder if these disciples will still have the same mentality as they do now.

These so-called descendants of immortals value their lives much more than other cultivators, otherwise the longevity lamps would not exist.

Jiang He activated the God Prison Rope to trap the disciple tightly. He stepped on the face of the disciple from the Demon Slaying Hall and looked down at him.

"Since you only want to die, why should I do as you wish?"

The disciple was stunned. He had always been proud of his status and looked down upon cultivators from outside. He had never suffered such humiliation.

The smiling expression suddenly froze: "Damn ant, do you know what you are doing? You think you are so powerful just because you have reached the late stage of foundation building? Cultivation is just a threshold for you to meet me!"

He suddenly stopped talking, not wanting to reveal any more information.

Although the big thing is about to be accomplished, there can be no mistakes.

The disciple secretly activated the secret method to kill himself, but found that he could not use any spiritual power. He stared at his hands in a daze and tried again as if he didn't believe it.

It has to be said that the ancestors of the Lin family are worthy of being a big family of the Zhu Ming Immortal Sect.

Although the God-Imprisoning Rope is only a second-tier magic weapon, its effectiveness is incredible.

The Qingyang Immortal Sect will undoubtedly develop secret methods that can imprison people's spiritual power to take into account various unexpected situations, such as being controlled, losing cultivation, etc., which will prevent disciples from committing suicide and thus cause humiliation.

Therefore, the Qingyang Immortal Sect's secret method of self-destruction only requires a trace of spiritual power, and even if one loses his will, he can automatically commit suicide.

In today's world of cultivation where spiritual energy is abundant, even mortals have more or less spiritual power in their bodies.

This should have been a foolproof secret method, but it encountered the God-Imprisoning Rope that involved rules-level issues.

The disciple's expression suddenly became frightened. He gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang He, roaring, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you quickly find Yuehua Saint to claim your reward? If you run away together, he won't be able to stop you all at the same time!"

These casual cultivators had different expressions on their faces, but they all stopped where they were.

Jiang He sighed: "Not everyone is as fearless as you."

He turned to face the crowd with a relaxed look: "Don't worry, I'm not a ruthless person. Everything depends on my apprentice's opinion. However, if anyone dares to escape first, the consequences will be borne by all of you! Especially the fellow foundation-building Taoists present here. After all, killing anyone is killing, so why not kill those with higher cultivation?"

The old man who had established his foundation before almost vomited blood when he heard this.

He cleared his throat and said to everyone in a serious tone: "Don't worry, everyone. This master's disciple is a kind-hearted person at first glance! I'm telling you, if anyone wants to escape, they have to get past me first."

"That's right. That's right."

Several other independent cultivators with deeper cultivation bases echoed this.

This girl looked like a little white rabbit who had just entered the world of cultivation. She was clearly at the foundation-building stage and didn't even dare to look at them.

What kind of cruel thoughts could such a person have?

The casual cultivators all felt relieved, and some even said boldly:

"We didn't even touch her. If we really offended this fairy, I would be ready to be killed. But I didn't do anything. I believe the fairy is kind-hearted and will not bear to see us lose our lives in vain. You are all fathers, husbands, etc., and you have a big family behind you. Fairy, please consider it carefully."

Seeing these people chattering non-stop, the disciples of the Demon Slayer Hall became furious and shouted:

"How foolish, how foolish. He is a random devil who divides you and kills people at will. Do you believe what he says?"

He didn't dare to believe what kind of torture he would experience if he fell into the hands of such a demon when he was unable to commit suicide.

The only hope is that one or two of these people will escape, stir up the pool, and attract the commander of the Demon-Slaying Hall.

He can be liberated.

If he disappeared without a word, who knows how long it would take for the Immortal Sect to find him.

During this period, how long will he have to go through darkness?

When the practitioners heard his hoarse voice, they shook their heads silently.

Who among them has never committed random murder?

But after all, I am a casual cultivator in the world of cultivation. I think I will not wait for death foolishly. Isn't it possible to escape when the situation becomes bad?

When the disciple Ba6 caught a glimpse of their expressions, a chill ran down his spine. He understood what they were thinking.

He smiled sadly and said, "Do you know that this man is Jiang He, and this girl is none other than the Holy Son of Good Law! If you don't take advantage of her confusion now, how will you be able to escape later!"

The reason why he was so afraid of falling into Jiang He's hands was because this girl was the Holy Son of Good Dharma.

The devil among devils!

He laughed miserably, knowing full well that these people would not believe him.

How could a fairy like this little white rabbit be a demon?

As he expected, everyone present couldn't help but chuckle.

The old man who was building the foundation stroked his beard and smiled, "You are kidding. Have I ever seen the Son of Good Law? She is not the exiled immortal in the legend. She is clearly a ferocious-looking... No, no, she is clearly a cold and domineering demon king. I have some friendship with the Son of Good Law, but if we talk about it, I think the name of exiled immortal is more appropriate for me."

The hand that was stroking his beard suddenly trembled, and he quickly killed the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

How could she be the Holy Son of Good Dharma? How could she be the Holy Son of Good Dharma?

Jiang He had already sentenced the old man to death. Most of the injuries on the Immovable Ape were caused by him. What's more, he didn't want to hear from others that Yuan Xia was a cold-blooded demon lord.

Even though. Even though there is sometimes a little fear in my heart.

This doesn't mean that he will avoid Yuan Xia. On the contrary, he is willing to accept Yuan Xia's revenge.

For example, this "disguised" expression now may be the beginning of revenge against oneself.

Jiang He didn't believe that Yuan Xia really had this kind of personality, so he calmed down.

Although the independent cultivators had different intentions, they still stayed where they were in the end.

Walk towards Yuan Xia.

His figure was reflected in the black-haired girl's pupils, which were as clear as glass. Seeing Jiang He approaching, Jiang Yuanxia subconsciously took a step back.

She covered her chest in a daze.

The heart keeps beating.

The previous time I saw Master, it didn’t jump so violently.

The throbbing was accompanied by the blood rushing throughout the body, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The surrounding gazes seemed like sharp thorns, piercing her body and her eyes.

"Don't look at me. Don't look at me."

The black-haired girl suddenly closed her eyes, covered her eyes with her hands, squatted on the ground, and kept muttering to herself.

The quilt fell from her hands to the ground.

This quilt.

Jiang He remembered that he had lived in Chaolai Inn before and had booked it for a long period of time. Later, due to unexpected circumstances, he moved to his current courtyard.

Could this quilt be mine, or the one Minxin and Jiner slept on before?

Jiang Yuanxia's voice suddenly stopped, and her body trembled, as if she had made a great decision.

He quickly reached out and picked up the quilt.

As if he still felt unsafe, he shrank under the quilt and continued to tremble.

Chapter 157 Yuan Xia’s Treatment Plan (1)

This quilt was originally just a safe haven for her to seek refuge, but those prying eyes turned into sharp blades, piercing through the quilt mercilessly and tearing her body into pieces.

Every glance cut her skin like a sharp blade, and every place that was touched caused heart-wrenching pain, which hit her brain as clearly as electric shocks.

There is nowhere to escape.

Her body became swollen in this endless torment, like a blown-up balloon that could explode at any time. She felt that she could no longer control this body that was about to collapse, which was escaping her will and enduring this unspeakable pain alone.

As her body expanded, the whole world began to become distorted and blurred. The whispers of the surrounding cultivators were no longer clear, but turned into a series of indistinguishable murmurs, which lingered in her ears like ghosts, making her unable to get rid of them.

Amid the double collapse of her body and the world, her soul remained unusually clear. She watched all this happen coldly, but was unable to make any changes.

She wanted to cry, but found that she had lost the ability to cry and could only howl silently.

"It turns out he's a lunatic"

Some independent cultivators suddenly realized that it was said that in the world of cultivation, those who were extremely talented and became famous at a young age more or less had some quirks and abilities that were not possessed by ordinary people.

Those who follow the evil path allow this strange disease to grow, or even cultivate it intentionally.

But those who follow the right path try their best to restrain themselves and take other measures to curb it.

Of course, this is just one of the countless rumors in the world of cultivation that cannot stand up to verification.

However, the black-haired girl in front of him had already reached the foundation-building stage at such a young age. How could such a genius not be arrogant and proud?

As a result, he was frightened by this group of casual cultivators and was trembling with fear. Now he was going crazy.

The strange looks from the many casual cultivators seemed to irritate Jiang Yuanxia even more.

In front of so many people, he exposed his ugly side.

"She was just pretending! You guys are a bunch of idiots!"

The Demon Slaying Hall disciple's hands were shaking. He couldn't imagine what he would go through if he fell into the hands of such a moody person.

The Holy Son of Good Dharma, even if he might be a lunatic, he would not be so crazy as to become such a fool.

"Yuan Xia?"

Whether it was fake or not, Jiang He had already made the decision in his mind.

She is his apprentice.