Song Qingyi's attack caused great damage to the demon monk. The demon monk's soul suddenly became much more illusory, and it was obviously severely damaged.

After injuring the soul of the demon monk in the Black Sutra Temple, Song Qingyi kept moving and took out a black and white sword from his belt. He held the sword in one hand and pointed at the sword with the other hand, pointing a little black and white light. The black and white light rushed into the sword like a flash, and then the small sword suddenly split into two, one black and one white. After the small swords separated, they quickly became larger and flew towards the demon monk. They differentiated again halfway, and finally divided into twelve handles, surrounding the demon monk.

After the black and white sword surrounded the demon monk, it quickly shrank, and finally shrank to its original size. The demon monk's soul also shrank to the size of a palm, and was trapped in the barrier surrounded by the small sword and could not come out. Song Qingyi recalled the sword back to his hand with a move. The demon monk's soul bumped around in the barrier, shouting constantly, but there was no sound at all.

After Song Qingyi controlled the demon monk's soul, he asked Song Mingting on the side: "Junior brother, why are you here so late?"

Song Mingting had completely calmed down at this moment. He looked at Song Qingyi and explained: "I found a moon-winged water snake in this lake. I originally planned to take the snake's inner elixir to practice Yuequan sword energy, but I didn't expect to meet the demon monk from the Black Sutra Temple here."

"You want to practice Yuequan Sword Qi?" Song Qingyi was startled, then reacted, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and concealed, "I mean, what level have you practiced with Zhongshu Sword Technique? Now that your cultivation is still low, it is better to focus on the Zhongshu Sword Technique. This is the basic sword skill of our Zhongshu Peak. Although it looks simple, it is actually extremely exquisite. It is no worse than Yuequan Sword Technique when it reaches a high level."

Song Qingyi knew Song Mingting's cultivation talent, but it was precisely because of his knowledge that he felt that Song Mingting was a waste of time when practicing Yuequan sword energy, because Yuequan sword energy was the most exquisite spell in their Guizang Sword Pavilion. Even he was not sure of practicing this level of spell. If Song Mingting practiced, it would be almost impossible to successfully practice it. But he couldn't say it openly, because he was afraid that it would hurt Song Mingting's self-esteem, so he could only remind him tactfully.

His tactful warning was not nonsense. The Zhongshu Sword Art was indeed exquisite and sufficient for Song Mingting to practice until the week of Picking Week or even the Moon Period. In fact, even himself, at the age of Song Mingting, the sword art he was majoring in was the Zhongshu Sword Art.

"I know, I just want to try it." Song Mingting replied. He naturally understood his senior brother's concerns. In fact, if he hadn't had the memory of a lifetime, he would never have practiced Yuequan sword energy at this time, because it was purely a waste of time.

But now it is different. Because of the extra memory of a lifetime, it is not difficult for him to practice Yuequan sword energy now, so it doesn’t matter if he starts practicing Yuequan sword energy now. But everything he has extra memory of a lifetime is important. Even if the senior brother is as close as he is to him, he cannot tell him about this, so he can only pass it over it perfunctorily.

Seeing him say this, Song Qingyi smiled on his honest face: "Then let's go back and hand this demon monk over to Master Tieshan and others."

Song Mingting nodded. Although he originally planned to set a trap and kill the demon monk directly, since his senior brother decided to take the demon monk to Tianzhao Pavilion, he had no objection. Because he knew the character of his senior brother, his senior brother was straightforward, generous and principled, even if the demon monk did many evil things, his senior brother would not use lynching and would kill people in private.

Song Qingyi took the Xuansong sword back into the scabbard. After Song Mingting stood on the Cangbai Sword, he urged the flying sword and flew towards Zhongshu Peak.

After returning to Zhongshu Peak, Song Qingyi took Song Mingting to Tianzhao Pavilion. Although it was midnight, the lights were still on in Tianzhao Pavilion. However, compared with the daytime, there were many fewer people in the Pavilion. Seeing Song Qingyi and Song Mingting come in, a disciple of Tianzhao Pavilion on duty hurried over and asked slightly attentively: "Senior Brother Qingyi, Senior Brother Mingting, why are you here so late? Is something wrong?"

It’s no wonder that this disciple of Tianzhao Pavilion is like this, because Song Qingyi has outstanding strength and a very high status. He is not only the eldest disciple of the Peak Lord, but also the chief disciple of the Zhongshu Peak generation. The former identity is fine, but the identity is extraordinary and there is no real power, but the latter identity is different. The chief disciples have always been the example of disciples of each peak and have great authority. They can not only instruct the true disciples, but also directly remove the inner disciples.

Once a true disciple is scolded, not only will he need to take it seriously and make a defense, but even his master needs to make a defense. Once it is verified, he will even be expelled from the true disciples, and his master will be punished. If he is an inner disciple, he will not even have a chance to make a defense and will be investigated directly. Once it is found that he has violated the rules of the sect, he will be expelled from the inner disciples.

Of course, the chief disciple must be targeted when he has to make a warning to his disciples. If he is aimless, it will be fine once or twice. If he is too many times, he will be deprived of his identity as the chief disciple. But even so, the chief disciple has great power. Song Qingyi is the chief disciple of Zhongshu Peak's generation. Therefore, although Song Qingyi is generous and rarely uses the rights of the chief disciple, this Tianzhao Pavilion disciple dare not neglect.

"We caught a demon monk from the Black Sutra Temple and wanted to hand it over to Tianzhao Pavilion for processing." Song Qingyi said. The disciple of Tianzhao Pavilion opposite was surprised when he heard this and asked quickly: "What level is he from the Black Sutra Temple?" While saying that, he led the two to the small compartment.

Song Qingyi smiled and said, "It is the inner elder of Heijing Temple. If it is the true elder of Heijing Temple, I wouldn't have beaten others, right?"

The disciples of Tianzhao Pavilion smiled and agreed, "That's true, but Senior Brother Qingyi, you are already very powerful to defeat the inner elder of Heijing Temple! You are worthy of being Senior Brother Qingyi! Senior Brother Qingyi, Junior Brother Mingting, please wait here for a while, I will report this matter first."
Chapter completed!