[Repair] Shuzi Mountain Trials.

Mingjiao Ye realized that the atmosphere between Brother and Master was a bit off, he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

Whenever Master went to see Qinguan Ye and came back, his brother's expression was very cold, but Master always went, as if he had to go, and over time the atmosphere between the two of them became stagnant, their relationship stiffened, and in the end, even the exchange of glances and words became more and more rare.

"Senior brother, you and master ......" Mingjiao Ye couldn't stand it any longer and seized the opportunity to ask Xun Yin in a low voice, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw Xun Yin's expression and instantly stopped talking.

He had never seen such a look on his elder brother's face, it was hard to describe, but he felt that his elder brother was extremely uncomfortable.

It was obvious that Xu You, who had a tacit understanding with Xun Yin, also knew that he was in pain, but so was she. There were some things she had to do, but she couldn't help doing them, so she called out to Xun Yin, who was passing by, and asked once again, "Xun Yin, what exactly did you say to Qinguan Ye?"

"It's important?" Xun Yin paused on her feet and made to walk away.

Xu You grabbed his wrist and looked at him, "Xun Yin!"

"Yes, it is important," Xun Yin smiled lowly, as if mocking himself, dropping his eyelashes to hide the obscurity in his eyes, "so important that Master must take her as his disciple?"

Xu You frowned and said seriously, "Yes, I must take her as my disciple."

"If that's the case then so be it." Xun Yin broke away from her hand.

His fingers rested against his brow bone, and he laughed so hard that his eyes were dry and sore, "And Master has no other intentions?"

Xu You was frozen in place by the rhetorical question, it turns out that he knew all about it, and in his heart it was clear that she wanted him to be with Qinguan Ye.

She couldn't guess him, but he understood her all right.

Xu You hand trembled, did not dare to look at his back as he entered the house, he all knew, then what kind of mood did he hold to bring Qinguan Ye back, opposite her as a master ......

Mingjiao Ye looked dumbfounded in the corner and reacted with a long sigh, he had used up all his sighs in his life and didn't know what to do.

He silently expects Sifu and Sifu to make up soon, but this time things seem to be more serious than he can imagine, as Sifu agrees to a tryout at Shuzi Mountain.

Large and small sects in the cultivation world will organize disciples to go for trial training, led by the more cultivated eldest disciple, to go to the place where folk report up a demon infestation for trial training.

Shuzi Mountain suffering from demon infestation for a long time, from the Demon Abyss sphere of influence and close, very few sects dare to send disciples to go there, because that place is also counted in the Vulture fairy gatehouse jurisdiction, so long ago arranged for the trial training.

I just didn't expect Xun Yin to say yes, and it's not uncommon for these tryouts to take a month or so, or even half a year or more.

Last time Xun Yin went to the Valley of the Monsters to help Mingjiao Ye, although the face does not show, Mingjiao Ye also know that he is returning to the heart of the arrow, it seems that this time the contradiction between the senior brother and the master, is certainly a short-term irreconcilable.

Mingjiao Ye had no choice but to go and tell Xu You, "Master, I want to go with Eldest Brother this time as well."

Vulture fairy gatehouse's tryouts are voluntary and open to all disciples. Since Xun Yin is leading this trial, the number of participants is unprecedented.

Xu You glanced at him and nodded, "Yes, bring your sword, remember not to play blindly and not to add to the chaos, keep your life safe and don't come back to see Master with a broken arm or limp."

Mingjiao Ye agreed, picked up his sword and followed Xun Yin out of the courtyard.

Meeting at the entrance to the Vulture Fairy, thousands of people were happy and giddy, chatting away, not like they were going to a trial, but like they were going on an outing to the countryside.

The group arrived at Shuzi Mountain, a place infested with miasma all year round, with no grass, and a lot of poisonous insects and fierce parasites.

Xun Yin: "Take the Soul Cleansing Pill."

Soul Cleansing Pills were commonly used in miasmatic places to clear the air and suppress poison, and those who participated in the trials were given some of the pills that were handed down.

After taking the elixir, the crowd followed Xun Yin into Shuzi Mountain, with a silent black mist following far behind them.

Shuzi Mountain has poisonous swamps, all kinds of demons, and sometimes some formations are triggered. Most of the disciples go to the trial by themselves, and Xun Yin is more like a supervisor of the trial, watching from the side, without uttering a word of reminder, and if they encounter any problems that cannot be solved, he will give them some guidance, and only when someone is in danger, will he come to the aid of others.

Xun Yin is undoubtedly more qualified than the previous leader who showed off his cultivation and belittled others, or who was so helpful that it was difficult to achieve the effect of the trial training.

Mingjiao Ye, on the other hand, quickly blended in and mingled with the crowd.

During the break, a few senior sisters surrounded Mingjiao Ye, and while glancing at Xun Yin in the distance, they asked in a low voice, "Jiao Ming, you and Xun Yin are the closest, tell me what Xun Yin likes."

Mingjiao Ye scratched his chin, thought of his master, and blurted out, "Good looking."

"Ouch, that's true," one of the senior sisters glanced at him, "who doesn't like good looking."

Mingjiao Ye hit his thigh: "I mean the especially good-looking kind."

"Then take a look, among all of our sisters, who belongs to the kind that you say is particularly good-looking?"

Mingjiao Ye looked around and shook his head.

This made a good-looking little senior sister unhappy, skimming her lips, "You should describe it, what kind of appearance is it?"

Mingjiao Ye scratched his brain, scratched his neck again, and stumbled out a sentence he had learned in the Hall of Primary Knowledge some time ago, "Probably like spring water reflecting pear blossoms ......"

Before he could finish, a Sister interrupted him and said, "Who could be like that?"

Mingjiao Ye said in his heart, "Yes, my master.

After a moment of silence, a junior sister who had been observing Xun Yin suddenly asked in a low voice, " Jiao Ming, is Xun Yin in a bad mood?"

Mingjiao Ye again muttered in his heart, Yes, I did not expect you to find out too.

When she mentioned this, the others also said, "So I'm not the only one who feels this way, Senior Xun Yin has always been expressionless, and I thought it was my illusion."

"I feel that he is too cold now, colder than my master, and the whole thing makes me especially nervous about the trial, for fear of making a mistake."

" Why is Senior Xun Yin in a bad mood, could it be that he didn't want to lead the trial and was forced to come, so he's not happy?"

Mingjiao Ye slapped her knee and stood up, sighing, "Yep, must be the tryouts."

He didn't want to get involved in the conversation of his senior sisters for the rest of the journey, and simply went straight into the arms of his senior brothers and sisters.

Xun Yin acted decisively, when it was time to rest, he rested, and when it was time to try, he did not delay for a moment, and he grasped the time accurately, so this trial training was almost over in half a month, and the demons and evil spirits were almost chopped up.

One night, dozens of fires rose up on the mountainside of Shuzi Mountain, looking like dozens of stars scattered across the mountain.

Moon high light, Xun Yin sitting alone in the dark place by the tree, Mingjiao Ye leaned over and smiled coyly and said, "Senior brother na, this one after another master's anger should be eliminated, you do not need to bow down and admit your faults, take the initiative to say a couple of words will be fine."

Sometimes there is a deadlock between close people, and often what is needed is not for anyone to necessarily bow down and admit fault, but to take the initiative and say something, and the stagnant atmosphere can be eased.

Xun Yin lowered her eyelids and kept quiet.

Mingjiao Ye scratched his face, really not very good at persuading people, hard to hold out a sentence: "Senior brother, don't be sad, or ......" He thought about it, and then Ran could not come out, so he had to stop.

The daily trials were so heavy that Mingjiao Ye soon fell asleep, exhausted, against a tree.

Xun Yin held the obsidian sword, his fingertips rubbing the lines on it.

How could it not be sad.

With just one glance, he knew what she was thinking.

He never expected a response from her, only rooted love and raw thoughts in his heart, but she was going to push him on someone else.

Xun Yin let out a soft snort and laughed lowly to herself, her eyes had never been so sore and aching.

The obscurity of the fire and the moonlight was as dark and embarrassing as his mind was at the moment.

His eyes flickered to the sleeping Mingjiao Ye beside him, and when Xu You accepted Mingjiao Ye as his disciple, he knew that he was not special.

A person who was also fifteen years old, equally capable of cultivation, and had suffered the same misery could all become her disciple.

Somewhere in his heart, blood red was plucked out, bright and piercing, and he knew clearly that he, Xun Yin, had never been special to Xu You.

Never.

But she is.

In the deep silence of the night, the soft sound of wood sparking could be heard, and then suddenly the fireworks shook violently. Xun Yin swept his eyes and saw that all the people were resting, so he went after them with his sword alone.

In fact, they didn't have to take turns on sentry duty because they had a reliable leader, Xun Yin, who seemed unsympathetic in the daytime but took care of their surroundings when they were resting and took care of a lot of troublesome demons for them.

Xun Yin chased after the black mist, the tree shadows backed up quickly, and the Obsidian Sword was sheathed, carrying a cold light to stab and hit the black mist.

A muffled sound rang out, the black mist took shape and dodged to the side, and the demon's shoulder was slashed into, deep enough to see the bone, managing to save a life.

The Obsidian Sword returned to his hand, Xun Yin took the sword and swept it across the room, and the devil in black robes then said sharply, "Emotionally begging the Demon King to return to the Demon Abyss!"

With the tip of the sword pointed directly at her brow, Xun Yin's expression was cold and her tone was emotionless, "Who are you."

"My name is Wuchao, I am a subordinate of the old Demon King," she knelt on the ground, tilted her head and said, "Back then, the Demon King did not touch a single leaf in a hundred flowers, but only in the sister of the head of the Que Mountain Sect, you are the son of the Demon King, ah."

"After your mother gave birth to you, the Demon King got the news and went to see you in the night, and it was only from this that he fell into the path of those people, was seriously injured, and finally lost in a duel with the Vulture fairy gatehouse master ancestor."

Xun Yin's mother, in order to protect her child, forced him to die, and before she died, she begged her elder brother, the head of the Que Mountain Sect, to conceal Xun Yin's true identity, so that he could live out his life in peace, and the head of the Que Mountain Sect agreed to do so, and hid everything, and imprisoned Xun Yin in the back of the mountain.

Witch but: "Nowadays, the Devil Race has no one to lead it, and it is divided and divided, and the camp is internally depleted, so that it is being pressed by those so-called famous and righteous sects, and it is no longer as strong as it was back in the day."

Once upon a time, the demon race was terrifying, and all sects backed down a lot, but now they are being bullied and suppressed, and there is also constant infighting.

"King, don't accept Vulture fairy gatehouse's charity favor, they are your real enemy, the blood feud of killing your father," Woo but continued, "but also ask the king to return to the Devil's Abyss, revitalize the unified Devil's Race, and lead the Devil's Race to return to its former strength! "

The words fell out of her mouth, she waited but only waited for a snort, she froze and looked up to see Xun Yin's cold eyes caring nothing, "Wang ......"

Xun Yin's face was expressionless and unmoved as he said in a faint voice, "I knew it long ago."

He has long known his identity, is his uncle sent him to escape when he said, perhaps for the same way of people's heart chills, Que Mountain sect master looked at the killing sound, fire in the sky of Que Mountain , clenched his teeth and said: "positive so what, how about the evil, are nothing more than that, Xun Yin, in the future is the right or the wrong, you choose yourself! Xun Yin.

At the time, Xun Yin never expected to be brought into the Vulture fairy gatehouse, the very place that had harmed his biological father and sheltered him.

What he didn't expect even more was that he would be brokenhearted by one person.

But the witch's eyes widened in disbelief and she said, "If you know, why do you remain in the Vulture fairy gatehouse?"

"The dead need not know."

Obsidian sword cut through the moonlight, directly chopped down, the blade touched, "bang" sound, the person under the sword into a black feather.

Witch, however, phantomed to another tree and laughed softly, "Worthy of being the son of the Demon King, truly cold-blooded, not even moved by the hatred of his biological father, what about this?"

She pulled something out of her sleeve.

It was true that it was hard to turn up the heat of hatred for a father you hadn't even met, not even compared to the uncle who had shielded him from escape, so it was good that she was prepared.

Xun Yin's sight was fixed, the bottom of his eyes were cloudy, and his tone was colder than frost: "You seek death--"

......

Xu You was alone on Zhongling Mountain, missing two living people, and was immediately struck by the loneliness of the empty-nesters, mainly because of their age.

From time to time, she disguised as an ordinary disciple to go to the hostel to see Qinguan Ye, Qinguan Ye into the Vulture fairy gatehouse, all day long depressed and disheveled, daytime wooden expression, nighttime secret tears, do not pay attention to other people, so that has long been formed by a small circle of people have rejected her, intentionally or unintentionally will make things difficult for her, Qinguan Ye is either less food or less clothing, can not wash hot water, can not get a bath. The hot water is not even washable.

Xu You asked Qinguan Ye several times if he wanted to study under her, but Qinguan Ye firmly refused again and again.

This made Xu You feel like a flood, she couldn't help but ask, "What did Xun Yin tell you?"

Qinguan Ye bit his lower lip tightly and did not say a word.

Xu You sighed and went back to Zhongling Mountain, wondering if she hadn't persuaded the heroine back, she inexplicably began to panic, with a vague sense of uneasiness.

However, before she could turn Qinguan Ye's mind around on one side, the uneasy feeling on the other side materialized.

Mingjiao Ye stumbled into Pear Blossom Garden, clutching his sword, and without taking a breath, he blurted out, "Elder brother he he he--"

Xu You poured a glass of wine and looked over at him, "Take a breath and talk properly."

"Brother Xun Yin has fallen into the devil's way!"

"Bang bared-" The glass shattered to the ground, spilling wine on the hem of her skirt.

Xu You slammed the table and jerked up, "What?!"