jdhmnovel Chapter 342 The Master Who Killed His Disciples to Prove His Dao 8
Chapter 342 The Master Who Killed His Disciples to Prove His Dao 8
Luo Qingyin was wearing a lavender Liushang skirt today, which made her look like a fairy. She was indeed beautiful.
She smiled and came forward, blocking the way of Xuan Qi and Xue Yi.
"Brother Xuanqi, you are here!"
Xue Yi was just about to grab the skirt of the beautiful sister in front of her, but was suddenly blocked by Luo Qingyin. She looked unhappy, and after seeing clearly how she was dressed today, she curled the corners of her lips.
In order to hook Xuan Qi, this woman really put in a lot of effort.
Judging from her appearance today, she is probably the only one who can be the Fairy of Music this time.
The man stretched out his long arm and picked up the girl standing below. Then he said to her calmly, "Fairy Qingyin, go and do your thing. I will take my disciple around. You don't need to worry about it."
He walked past Luo Qingyin without looking back and walked in. Luo Qingyin suppressed the sourness in her heart and followed him with a smile, "Brother Xuanqi, I'm not busy, I..."
"enough."
"I said that I came here just to show my disciples around, and I don't like to be disturbed."
"Please help yourself, fairy."
Xuan Qi felt that he had given Luo Qingyin a lot of face, but he didn't expect that she would insist on following him: "Brother Xuan Qi, I have been crazy about you for five years. Everyone in the cultivation world knows it. Can't you give Qingyin a chance?"
The woman cried in front of him, her eyes watering. She looked so aggrieved and sobbing.
Xuan Qi had just broken through the second level of Wuqing Dao last night. At this moment, it was as if he had added a layer of diamond shield, and he was completely immune to Luo Qingyin's magic attack. "Fairy, please respect yourself. I said in my early years that I will not have a Taoist partner in this life."
"Even if I want to find a Taoist partner, I will definitely look for someone who is my equal."
"The fairy is 372 years old, and she has just reached the late stage of the Golden Core, and has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage."
"Forgive me for being blunt, but the fairy's talent is simply dull."
The man hit the nail on the head, and his words were telling Luo Qingyin three words: You don't deserve it.
She was heartbroken and ran away crying.
Xuan Qi continued to walk inside with Xue Yi in his arms without changing his expression, as if the farce just now had never happened.
Xue Yi didn't say anything and just hugged his neck obediently until they walked into a crowded square and followed Xuan Qi towards the platform.
Her eyes were originally sweeping around casually, but suddenly they fixed on a certain place, with extraordinary enthusiasm.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah!
What did she see? !
There are four seats on the podium.
The empty one was for Xuan Qi, and the remaining three were occupied by Lu Yang, the leader of Xuantian Sect, Luo Yu, the leader of Yin Sect, and Ji Li, the leader of Fo Sect.
Xue Yi's gaze swept across the two of them and stopped steadily on Ji Li.
He sat upright on a seat, wearing a snow-white cassock, his hair shaved, his nose high and straight, his bones well-proportioned, a bright and eye-catching cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and a string of Buddhist beads on his cold white wrist bones. He exuded an air of being untainted by dust, as if looking at him any longer would be blasphemy.
As if he felt her gaze, the man turned sideways and looked her in the eye, just in time to catch the surprise and joy in the little girl's eyes.
Ji Li nodded slightly to Xuan Qi who was holding her, then walked towards the little girl.
Xue Yi suppressed the pounding of her heart. Seeing the man walking towards her step by step, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, and she couldn't suppress it.
Xuan Qi thought she had never seen such a big scene before and was a little uncomfortable, so he comforted her: "Don't be afraid, this is the Buddhist master Jili, he won't hurt you."
Xue Yi nodded vigorously, but her eyes were fixed on the man who squatted in front of her without blinking. Her attention was completely drawn to him, and she didn't care at all about Xuan Qi who obviously felt that she was trying to please him and his face turned dark.
Ji Li said softly, "Miss, can you let me see the lotus on your forehead?"
From the moment Xuan Qi appeared on the podium holding her, his attention was drawn to the red lotus on her forehead.
He had a strong premonition in his heart that this lotus mark seemed to have some kind of mystery, which made him want to figure it out.
Before Xuan Qi could say anything, the little girl in his arms jumped down, stretched out her little face and leaned very close to Ji Li, smiling: "Let me show you."
The sweet breath that suddenly came close to him sprayed in his nose. Ji Li hurriedly retreated. Seeing the innocent look of the little girl, he had to suppress the sudden strangeness and forced a smile, "No need to get so close, girl, you can open your eyes."
He stretched out his slender hand with distinct joints, and gently stroked the lotus on her forehead with his fingertips. Then he suddenly probed his spiritual consciousness into it.
However, what he saw was a completely different scene from what Xuan Qi saw last time.