In fact, if Chu Chen, Xu Fengtian and Luo Xiao were a few years older than them.

Furthermore, Chu Chen entered the industry four years earlier than them, and his qualifications were there. Now he is willing to support him. It is not an exaggeration to be called a teacher.

To put it bluntly.

This call of teacher is equivalent to setting the tone for the future relationship between the three.

Chu Chen will use the resources he has accumulated to pave the way for two backward students, but this kind of effort is not free. He will be a teacher for one day and a lifelong teacher. If one day, Xu Fengtian and Luo Xiao will both go to the army, and they will even be more famous than Chu Chen.

However, as long as Chu Chen makes a request, they still have to hold the etiquette of students and not be rebellious.

All walks of life have such rules.

However, today's society is impetuous and materialistic, and there are not many people who can keep their original aspirations carefully.

Chu Chen fell in love with Xu Fengtian and Luo Xiao, not only because they had outstanding talents, but after careful examination, they were quite satisfied with their nature, not like the kind of ungrateful wolf who was not well-raised...

As for the pair of Demon Grandmasters, Ai Ying'er and Master Huanyin Palace, they are not so sincere.

The cave flute blowing snow pool is only a few dozen feet in size.

The world is covered with white, covered with silver, and snowflakes are flying.

Stepping into the dungeon, it was like walking into the frozen moment, but I saw countless snowflakes still in the air, spreading into the form of wind blowing, but Chu Chen did not feel a trace of cold wind. His eyes passed through the layers of snow curtains, and a graceful bright red light not far away jumped into his eyes.

The back was graceful and delicate, and the black hair was like a waterfall, as if engraved with endless sorrow. He stood alone by the snow-blowing pool, staring at a grave.

With the arrival of Chu Chen and others, the back still remained motionless, as if he was unaware of anything.

Chu Chen's eyes were so powerful that he suddenly realized that he could not see through the reality of the illusion.

From this we can infer that the evil ghost transformed by the Lord of the Huanyin Palace is far from being able to deal with by oneself.

Ai Ying'er took off her veil, walked slowly to the side of her back, and saluted: "Master... Ying'er is here."

Silence for a while.

A cold and deserted sound, like a pearl falling from a jade plate, rang out indifferently: "Do you still know how to come back?"

Ai Ying'er lowered her head and said, "I really have a hidden secret from my disciples. Please ask the master to atone for his sins."

"snort!"

The Lord of the Huanyin Palace sneered, but said, "Forget it, you didn't want to be this Huanyin Saint. I snatched you from that bitch and accepted you as my disciple, just to make that bitch feel in pain..."

"Ying'er, have you told me that you have ever hated me?"

Ai Ying'er shook her head, tears streaming her eyes and cried, "Master taught Ying'er's martial arts and gave Ying'er a status of more than ten thousand people. This kind of grace is unforgettable, how dare you resent Master."

The Lord of the Huanyin Palace smiled coldly: "I am worthy of being my good disciple. I have practiced the method of transforming emotions to the extreme, stripped off all the seven emotions of nature and refined them into a Huanyin Lingxin heart." After saying that, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Ai Ying'er's jade arm.

Ai Ying'er did not resist and allowed the Lord of Huanyin to lift her long sleeves.

"Hmm?... Your love seed is still there?" The Lord of Huanyin Palace looked at Ai Ying'er's white wrist and couldn't help but say in surprise.

Ai Ying'er gently pulled her left arm back and replied: "Ying'er doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of his master. If there is no one to be entrusted, Ying'er would rather not be ranked in the top third rank for life than wearing a wedding dress and guarding the deserted tomb for a hundred years."

"Haha, how many men in this world can be entrusted?" The Lord of Huanyin Palace smiled sadly, as if full of resentment.

It is probably another past that is unbearable to look back on and hurt by love...

As a spectator, Chu Chen sighed leisurely, but he was not very curious. He even hoped that the master and apprentice would end the reminiscence as soon as possible and quickly got the job done.

Then, Ai Ying'er found an opportunity to explain her purpose.

Without thinking, the Lord of the Huanyin Palace did not stop him, but directly handed over the other half of the Jade Talisman in the Secret Library.

She said coldly: "You can take away the dream tapir mask in this secret library by yourself, but other things cannot be moved. That is the opportunity for the Fantasy Yin Palace to make a comeback, and it will only be handed over to the next Fantasy Yin Saint."

The words of the Lord of Huanyin Palace were equivalent to opening Ai Ying'er out of the sect.

Indeed, she only occupied the title of Saint Maiden, but she did not have the idea of ​​rebuilding the Master Sect at all. No one could tolerate it if she changed it.

"Thank you, Master..." Ai Ying'er is now playing under the sect of Yingwu Hou. With such a big backer, isn't she better than the destroyed Huanyin Palace? Why take the huge risk to do something thankless?

The reason why the "Princess of the Immortal Palace" is not difficult to understand. The evil spirits merge with the host to consciousness and must do the things that have not been done for the host.

Rebuilding the sect must be the only long-cherished wish of the Lord of Huanyin Palace before his death.

The Marquis of Yingwu became famous for a long time and joined the army in Baipao. He was famous all over the world thirty years ago. As long as he is not a fool, he will understand that such a big man must not be provoked. He gave up a treasure in exchange for the inheritance of the Fantasy Yin Palace to be preserved, and this transaction was worth it.

In addition, Chu Chen also got an important message from the words "The Lord of the Immortal Palace".

There is a great opportunity hidden in the Fantasy Yin Ruins, which only female cultivators can obtain, but the price is to invest in the magic path and then start the mission line to rebuild the power of the Fantasy Yin Palace.

"By the way, is it really okay to let players practice lewd skills?" Chu Chen thought for a while, and felt that this was quite unreliable.

In fact, Chu Chen took it for granted...

The outer disciples, inner disciples, and true disciples of Huanyin Palace are indeed extremely lewd, but the heavenly rank technique of the direct saint is the authentic heavenly demon heart technique, called "Linglong Seven Emotions Demons", which is a way to refine emotions into silk, peel silk into cocoons, and cultivate demons in Taoist heart...

Although people are used as the cauldron to collect yin and replenish yang, there is no need to blend through carnal sensuality.

Instead, using love threads as the medium, they keep moving around their fingers. As long as the other party is moved, they will be transformed into a cauldron and will be allowed to be replenished.

"Zenzi, please come with me."

"Mr. Laoai."

Speaking of which, under the guidance of Ai Ying'er, Chu Chen went to the secret treasury to collect treasures. Xu Fengtian and Luo Xiao stood outside and did nothing for a while.

The Lord of Huanyin Palace turned around, looked at Xu Fengtian, glanced at him for a moment, and then fell on Luo Xiao again.

I saw Luo Xiao squatting on the ground and building a snowman with a listless look.

The Lord of Huanyin Palace suddenly exclaimed and walked towards her.

Xu Fengtian looked alert and was about to sacrifice the flying sword, the Lord of Huanyin Palace picked up a flower and shot out several love threads that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, pierced into the air hole, instantly sealing his strength, and was determined to move in place.

Xu Fengtian's eyes widened with a blank expression, and he couldn't even open his mouth and speak. He felt that his body had lost control and turned into a puppet in the hand of the Lord of the Huanyin Palace.

The love trembled slightly, and he retreated step by step, as if staying here would only stain the eyes of the Lord of the Immortal Palace.

"Girl, what name do you call it?"

The Lord of Huanyin Palace quietly walked behind Luo Xiao. She looked at her for a moment and asked.

"ah!!"

Luo Xiao was concentrating on making trouble for the snowman, and someone might as well approach him. He was shocked and turned around and punched him.

The Lord of Huanyin Palace raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and a cloud of smoky smoke was poured out.

Luo Xiao's raised fist froze in the air, and his whole body felt as if he had lost his soul. The next second, he replied dizzyly.

"My name is Luo Xiao."

"Do you want to be my teacher?"

"I...I want to..."

Just as the word "你" was about to exit, a sound of a Buddhist sound like a big bell suddenly sounded in the air. The green lion beast opened its teeth and danced its claws, stirring up snow dust in the sky, and rushed to kill it.
Chapter completed!