"I met a slaughtered spirit beast on the road. I knew I was rescued and released to the mountains and forests. I still might re-enter the net soon, so I just left my hands alone?"

The master fell down his soft eyelids and said gently: "Disciple understands what the elder means, thank you for your teachings."

"..." Chu Wanning was a little embarrassed when he was so gentle, and coughed lightly, "But the earthworm thing is really just blocking the way."

Shi Mei was stunned for a moment, looked up at him with his face tilted. He looked very cold, but the edges of his ears were a little red.

Suddenly I felt so cute.

So Shi Mei pursed his lips and his voice was like water waves: "The elder is so nice. I believe he will feel pity for the rest of the living beings."

“…”

After a pause, he suddenly asked again: "By the way, I read something in the book today. The disciple was puzzled, but there was no master to ask. Can the elders explain the confusion for the disciple?"

Finally, I no longer have to be embarrassed and talk about the stingy question of whether to save my life or not. Chu Wanning felt relieved and nodded and said, "You said."

"The Sutra of the Lone Moon Night Medicine is all-encompassing, and many practice methods make the disciples dumbfounded. The most puzzling one is a holy medicine that quickly improves the spiritual core. After taking it, you can use it-"

Chu Wanning's face became gloomy for some reason, and he interrupted: "Do you want this medicine?"

"The elder knows which kind it is?"

"This medicine was highly praised in the cultivation world in the early years, and sects all went to the Medicine Sect to ask for it." Chu Wanning narrowed his eyes slightly, "How could I not know?"

The master obsessed with his words and expressions, and then said, "I am not interested in the medicine, but I feel a little confused when I see the materials needed for the medicine that include the butterfly bone beauty mat, but I don't know if this beauty mat... should be counted as a human or a beast?"

Chu Wanning did not hesitate for a moment. He frowned and replied to the disciple who was asking him for questions with a solemn expression.

"It's a man."

He didn't even say "being a human being", but said "being a human being" without thinking.

“…”

Before Shi Mei could answer the conversation, Chu Wanning glanced at the Lone Moon Night Medicine Sect scroll in his arms, and raised his hand to hold it into his palm.

"Elder?"

"The contents of the Guyueye Medicine Sect are difficult to distinguish between good and evil, so it is not advisable to learn from them when you are a beginner. You can go to the library to borrow the writings of Elder Greedy Wolf tomorrow, or it is more appropriate."

Shi Mei lowered her head and said, "The books in the library are kept, and the disciples can only borrow from the outside area. The inside... all need to be approved by the master..."

Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, thinking that this child had been in the process for a while, but because of his weak qualifications, he was unwilling to accept the most tolerant Xuan Ji.

In the slanting wind and drizzle, he untied the Linlang Peiyu on his waist: "Hold it."

“…!”

"Ask the people in the library, just give them my tokens." Chu Wanning reminded, "You should be a choice when reading books. Don't go the wrong way because you read the wrong books."

Shi Mei wanted to take the jade pendant with both hands, but there were too many scriptures in his arms. He was so rebellious that he was at a loss that he was blushing, but Chu Wanning half-kneeled on one knee, and instantly became a little taller than the young and childish child. He lowered his long eyelashes and tied the jade pendant with his own hands to Shi Mei's waist.

When doing all this, Chu Wanning's expression was very dull, as if he was just like the earthworms who raised his hand to clean up the "blocking the road".

If another elder had never lent his library token to any unfamiliar disciple. This is the rule.

But Chu Wanning is obviously not a person who lives in the rules.

"Okay." He tied the jade pendant for Shi Mei, stood up again, and lowered the hand that had a fine calluse because of the years of repairing the mecha, "Let's go."

"..." The childish child took a deep breath.

He didn't know why he had to take that deep breath, but if he didn't, the sudden feeling in his chest would probably make him cry.

Actually, it's very aggrieved.

Whether as a beauty seat or a disciple with lack of spiritual power, he has never been treated fairly. In the past, he felt that it didn't matter. Anyway, he was used to it. In his eyes, these people were just extremely ugly butchers.

But someone really stopped and told him that "the butterfly bone beauty mat is human". Someone really stopped and handed him the token that his personal disciples might not get, just to not go astray. The heart that has been tempered for many years suddenly hurts a lot.

I finally felt very wronged and had endured it too hard.

Shi Mei knew that he seemed gentle and polite, but after all, it was just a mask he created for himself after seeing through the crisis.

He hid behind this mask, defended himself with gentleness and retreated with gentleness. He seemed to be kind to everyone, but in fact no one could soak in his heart. His heart was filled with the hatred of the tribe of the Butterfly Bone Beauty Seat, and there would be no more warmth.

But when he went back that day and wrote the post of apprenticeship, he always wrote some valuable sincerity.

After the letter was finished, the broken bamboo pen was put down, and the master looked at the lanterns flowing into the pond.

He felt that in addition to revenge and returning home, his life seemed to have a little unexpected surprise. This surprise might be a bit dangerous for him. But at that time, he felt that a little tenderness might be harmless and could not change the greatest revenge in his heart.

At this moment, Shi Mei turned around and looked at the little "tenderness" he used to be, and he didn't know what it felt in his heart.

Angry? Sadness?

It seems to be more than that simple.

If the Tao is different, you cannot make plans in the end.

Shi Mei paused for a moment, and said half-sarcastically: "Master, look, no matter who it is, you can't help but fight in front of destiny. You, me, humans, and demons are the same."

This sentence is very light, and Chu Wanning stands in a high altitude and cannot be heard, but when Shi Mei said it, he felt relieved.

Then he led more than a thousand butterfly bone beauties and turned around and walked towards the magnificent gate of the Demon Realm.

Returning home.

The old devil who was guarding the door naturally walked in front was the leader of this group of people. Therefore, he was very polite and respectful to Shi Mei and bowed after he entered the Domain Sect.

"Young Master is a little slower."

"how?"

"The demon world is transformed into a high and low level according to family blood. Since the young master returned to his hometown, he first needs to test the origin and return to the clan and recognize the ancestors."

Shi Mei said expressionlessly: "Aren't the Butterfly Bone Beauty Seal all the mothers of Gou Chen Shanggong? What else is there to test?"

The old demon guarding the gate said: "The Gou Chen's mother clan has long been taken away from the demonic family. After the young master and everyone behind him return to the demon world, they will arrange the household registration according to the mixed blood of the other families in their bloodline."

Shi Mei frowned. Although he thought it was troublesome, he turned around and saw that Chu Wanning was weak and didn't know how long it would last. And there were still thousands of people waiting to enter the Demon Realm behind him, so he nodded: "Then hurry up."

The old demon raised his hand and waved it, and a scepter with the beast's head and fangs appeared in his palm. He silently recited the spell, but saw hundreds of red light belts floating out of the beast's head, like brocade, wrapping the master's scepter.

"Bai, Cheng, Xie, Zhou..."

A word flashed on each light belt.

The teacher asked: "What is this?"

The old demon said: "The clan genealogy, which family is the most consistent with the bloodline of the young master, and which family's light belt will surround the young master's wrist."

Shi Mei didn't say anything anymore, looking down at the colorful ribbons.

"Qin, Fei, Ouyang, Shangguan, Zhongli, Luo, Ye, Duan, Chu..."

The old demon kept thinking about it, but after a long time, there was still no ribbon falling. His eyebrows couldn't help but frown and looked up at Shi Mei's face.

Shi Mei also looked at him calmly.

When he met his eyes, the old demon smiled embarrassedly, and continued to speed up the chanting of the spell. As he chanted, a red ribbon suddenly wrapped around Shi Mei's arm. Shi Mei raised his hand thoughtfully and looked at it carefully: "Is this one? Which surname?"

He looked around, but before he could see the handwriting on it, the ribbon quickly became charred and black, instantly turning into powder.

Shi Mei: "..."

The old demon guarding the gate didn't say anything for a moment, froze in the original place, looking at him in disbelief.

Shi Mei slowly raised his eyes a few inches, and there was actually a vague answer in his heart, but he still asked with a deep smile: "What's wrong?"

The old demon changed his face and wrinkled on his nose. He shouted: "Divine descendants!?!"

"..." Shi Mei Ning paused for a moment, sneered, brushed away the gray and black stained on his wrist, and said lightly, "My father is indeed a descendant of the gods, but so what? I have not done half an inch of the gods in my life, and I have taken the return of the demons as my responsibility everywhere. I don't have such a little bit of dirty blood on my body, so you must label me with a certain gods. That's too--"

Before he could speak, he saw a black wind wrapping around the old demon guarding the gate, forcing Shi Mei to take a step back.

The wind dissipated, and the hunchbacked demon disappeared.

The one who appeared at the entrance of the Demon World was a skeleton monster with fangs intertwined and capturing the giant axe. The monster suddenly slashed the battle axe in his hand to the ground, blocking the butterfly bone beauty mats from the way, shouting angrily to the sky, with a loud voice.

"Since ancient times, gods and demons cannot collude. You and other tribes have divine blood and are extremely dirty!! The road to martyrdom cannot be effective. So quickly let you and other evil animals get out of the demon realm - the demon gate is closed!"
Chapter completed!