There's something wrong with my master.

Seeing that Lin Xi was unmoved, the voice changed the subject and said something.

"I told my husband that next time you encounter something like this, you will do the same thing as this time."

"...I was wrong." Lin Xi said silently in his heart, his tone was very sincere.

It’s okay to think about some things in your mind, but you can’t say them out loud.

After covering it for so long, Yun Changsheng, who had cultivated the Supreme Forgetfulness, was finally warmed up a little.

We must not allow disagreements to arise over these trivial matters.

From the current perspective, Yun Changsheng is doing quite well, and it feels good to be cared for and protected by others.

You might as well trust him more.

After all, he is no longer the little beggar who was rescued from the snow, but a Mahayana monk who is only one step away from the peak of this world.

"Next time I encounter such things, I will discuss it with him." Lin Xi chose to compromise.

She always feels that when discussing, the two of them will have great differences and may fight.

At that time, whoever has the bigger fist will be the one to listen.

Thinking about that image, she shook her head.

"Hey, we kissed again."

Lin Xi stopped thinking for a moment, bit her lips with her white teeth, and a blush appeared on her face.

She wrapped the quilt, held the little Loli Sword Spirit in her arms, and asked Xueyun Sword to go outside the door to protect the Dharma.

The two swords were sealed, and their power was reduced to only one tenth of what it was. The glances of those monks who were undergoing the tribulation would occasionally glance at the two swords.

So Lin Xi never tried to escape with Yunxue and Xueyun's two swords.

"Kiss it again." She whispered in her heart.

Then he closed his eyes, as if feeling something.

After a moment, the warm feeling on the lips disappeared and the sound in my mind rang again.

"He asked me to block you, and said that it was very rude to get people's bed sheets wet in other sects."

Lin Xi:......

She was silent for a while and rolled over in the quilt.

After feeling Lin Duoduo blocking her, she imagined what Yun Changsheng and Lin Duoduo should be doing now.

"Really? I'm still stuck here. Can you guys please be serious?"

After saying this, she squeezed her slender legs together a little and then said something.

"Block it if you want. I don't care."

Her breathing gradually became even and her consciousness became hazy.

After hugging the little Loli Sword Spirit tighter in his arms, he fell into a deep sleep.

"Err, eh, eh, eh~"

Please don't hold her sword handle with your legs!

……

……

Four Seasons Mountain.

After Lin Duoduo cut off contact with Lin Xi, he did not do anything with Yun Changsheng.

The two were still trying to deduce the Seven Swords Sect's skills.

If Li Yue has new ideas, he will come down the mountain and share them with them for reference.

"When she comes back, you should give her some time to dry out, otherwise this woman will never learn her lesson!"

Lin Duoduo complained a few words in a low voice.

Yun Changsheng didn't take it seriously and continued to deduce the martial arts.

After organizing my thoughts and writing down all the ideas in my mind, I subconsciously looked in the direction of the monkey.

After reading it, I remembered that the flaws in the Seven Swords Sect's skills will only become apparent when one reaches the Mahayana stage.

The monkey is still far from reaching the Mahayana stage.

It seems that we can't use monkeys for experiments this time.

The couple seemed to have similar ideas. When Yun Changsheng was watching the monkey, Lin Duoduo was also watching the monkey.

After watching the monkey, he shook his head with some regret.

monkey:……

He squeaked and looked at this inhuman couple, some bad memories suddenly flooded into his mind.

I still remember that he was like those wolves, bears, and tigers, and he wanted to poke something when the season came.

But after being tormented by this couple, I now look at everything indifferently...

Today, the monkey took the initiative to crawl into the hole of the peach tree, hoping to avoid the gaze of the couple outside.

Time passes slowly.

Another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The Demon-killing Conference, which invited many sects to visit, finally began.

However, Lin Xi, who was labeled as a demon, was still sitting in the pavilion in good health.

She looked at the magic cultivator woman who looked exactly the same temperament as hers and was pushed to the guillotine, shook her head, and her eyes became a little deeper.

This is the sorrow of the weak.

The world of monks has always been like this.

Just like those monks who came to watch the ceremony, they didn’t know who Lin Xi was or which demon he was.

But this Demon-Slaying Conference was jointly convened by several sects with monks who had transcended tribulation, so they came.

Moreover, so many monks who have passed through tribulation say that Lin Xi is a demon, so Lin Xi must be a demon, and he is a demon who has done so much evil.

"It's not an injustice."

Lin Xi stroked the Yunxue Sword. This sword had long been stained with the blood of many innocent people. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a demon.

She closed the window, blocking out the shouting and cursing of the Seven Sword Sect disciples.

"not coming."

In the void, several people looked at each other and shook their heads in disappointment.

"What do you think, fellow Daoist?" Nishang looked at Wu Ji.

The other people also looked at Wu Ji.

They didn't want to step on the bottom line of Poyun Changsheng, but they all wanted to instigate Wu Ji to step on the bottom line of Poyun Changsheng.

But the results were somewhat disappointing to them.

Finally, the sturdy-looking Wu Ji shook his head.

"I want to go to that mountain and take a look."

He stroked the storage ring, which contained many ideas on how to make up for the shortcomings of the Seven Swords Sect's skills.

Many of the ideas in it are indeed lofty.

Lin Xi once said that her apprentice was smarter than her.

Wu Ji felt that he should perhaps go up the mountain and talk to Yun Changsheng about the Seven Swords Sect's martial arts techniques.

After making the decision, he no longer paid attention to the outside disturbance, but sent a visiting card to Sijishan.

When the visiting card arrived at Four Seasons Mountain.

Another voice sounded in Lin Xi's mind.

"Look, he's slowly working this out."

"You should trust him more and stop thinking about keeping him under your wing."

Chapter 330: The Attacking Fisherman

"plague?"

When Wu Ji chose to set foot on the Four Seasons Mountain, several other monks who passed the tribulation received a message from their disciples.

The content of the message can be simply summarized as: a plague has broken out in the territory of their own forces.

This is normal, after all, there have been plagues in every era.

After a war, after a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, this thing always erupts in some unknown corner.

Sometimes a doctor in the secular world can solve the problem.

For more serious cases, monks will be sent out. Even if they cannot cure the plague completely, they can still prevent the spread of the plague.

But this plague is different.

Because this matter was known by Jingtu, Nishang and others.

In this world, when one thing is reported layer by layer and eventually known to the monks who have passed the tribulation, this matter must be very difficult.

A plague that can only be solved by a monk who has gone through tribulation.

The eyes of several people became a little solemn.

"Everyone, let's see if they are the same."

"Amitabha, what the donor said makes sense."

"Let's take a look first."

Nichang also nodded to show her agreement.

Several sects are very far apart. If people within their sphere of influence are suffering from the same plague.

That means that this plague has spread to half of the world under their noses.

This is terrifying news that makes people think carefully.

It has basically been ruled out that the plague was caused by nature.

The possibility of man-made disasters is very high.

Anyone who would do such a thing must be a demon cultivator with a twisted personality.

Being able to do such a thing without telling so many monks who were undergoing tribulation proves that the demon cultivator has a very high level of cultivation.

Of course, it is possible to guess wrong.

Everything is hypothetical now. To find out the truth, we need to return to our own sect and verify it.

The space fluctuated.

The figures of several monks who were transcending tribulation disappeared.

There was only a paper Taoist who exuded the aura of transcending tribulation, staring at the attic where Lin Xi was imprisoned.

After a moment, the space fluctuated again.

Nishang and Pure Land brought a dying patient to the Seven Swords Sect, and then compared each other with the cause of the disease.

They watched the two patients wailing and rolling around, and saw the two patients convulsing together.

"Ugh...kill...kill...please...please...kill..."

"Please... ah..."

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The man dressed as a beggar rolled on the ground, banging his head against the ground so hard that it bled.

Judging from his appearance, if no one stopped him, he would smash his skull without hesitation and end his life in pain.