MTL - Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard-Chapter 14 The disciple of the Immortal Plane, be obedient

  Chapter 14 The Disciple of Cultivating Immortal Plane Obediently

  After he entered the Huanyao Secret Realm, he returned to his soul body, and his cultivation level returned to the previous life before his death.

  The devilish energy in his body suddenly lost control. After leaving the secret realm, he returned to the sect and heard that the master locked him in confinement.

  Stayed in the sect for a year, feeling bored, and the demon root could not be hidden, so he used the excuse of going out to practice.

   Originally, I thought I would come back in two or three years, but who knew that this trip would last ten years.

  A few days ago, after inquiring about the hidden beads, Mu Li and Mu Yi went to Mu's house to steal the hidden beads.

  With the improvement of his cultivation, his demonic root has begun to show, but with the hidden orb, even people at the Mahayana stage can't see that he is a demon cultivator.

   It's been ten years, and I haven't returned to Zixuanzong for ten years.

   "Please, let me go, let me out." The warmth of the past was gone.

   "Go out? Well, that's not okay." If you go out, isn't the peak master Mu who pretends to be someone else going to reveal his secrets?

   "Then what are you going to do?" Mu Ziling couldn't stand it anymore. If he hadn't lost his cultivation, he might have been possessed by now.

   "Well, I heard that Young Master Mu's spiritual root has been repaired, I was wondering if Master Mu Peak would be too lonely here alone." Ye Ming looked for Mu Ziling's sake.

   "Pfft..." Mu Ziling spat out a mouthful of blood, then rolled his eyes and passed out.

  A trace of disgust flashed in Yeming's eyes, "Take care of him, don't let him die." After all, Mu Qingyan hasn't come yet.

  The transformed Bamboo Demon stood aside shivering, nodding his head like pounding garlic.

  The young master is too scary a bird.

   "Well, if Master knows..." Yeming looked at the bamboo demon with deep eyes, and the threat on his face was obvious.

   "Don't worry, the Daoist will never know about it." The bamboo demon said immediately.

  Yeming nodded in satisfaction, then wandered out leisurely.

  …

   "Daoist, Master Luo is asking to see you." A gentle voice sounded.

   Mo Chen, who was drinking tea, paused: Come out so soon?

   "Let him in."

  The indifferent tone left Mi'er speechless: Sigh~ Why is there such a big difference between the eldest disciple and the registered disciple?

  On the surface, he also said respectfully, "Yes."

  A young man dressed in purple on the back mountain of Misty Peak shuttled through the forest, and wailing sounds could be heard from the forest from time to time.

As soon as Huan'er entered the forest, she saw her young master chasing and beating the transformed monster. This was too cruel. Her young master was too cruel. Thinking of the purpose of her visit, she couldn't help sighing that she must be a bamboo demon savior.

  Looking at the Bamboo Demon beside him who has been crookedly beaten back to its original shape: Kekeke, the most pitiful one is indeed the Bamboo Demon.

  Bamboo Demon: Why is it always me who gets hurt, woo woo woo, young master, go to practice, please, it’s best not to come back again.

  Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooorel

   "Young master, the young master is not good." Huan'er said in a crisp voice, with a hint of panic in her tone, and a flash of gloating in her eyes.

  The purple-clothed boy stopped, "What's the matter?" A pair of passionate eyes stared at Huaner, as if if Huaner said something unimportant, he would throw her out.

  Huan'er "..." Is it easy for me? I have to worry about the young master and the monster, cough cough cough, so she won't admit that she is just watching the show.

"Young Master, Master Luo has come out. He is the registered disciple of the Daoist Master. Now that he comes out, he will definitely... Hey, Young Master, Young Master!" Array, disappeared in the next second.

  —

   Two months will pass in a blink of an eye.

   "I've met the little master." Luo Jinghuai still had a paralyzed face, and his tone was respectful. Compared with seven years ago, his whole body was a little more calm and less youthful and frivolous.

  Mo Chen nodded in satisfaction, "Have you lived well in the dark abyss these years?" He said eloquently while holding his glass of wine.

  Luo Jinghuai's mouth twitched, but he still respectfully said, "Thank you for your concern, little master. Jinghuai has gained a lot in the dark abyss."

  Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, "Then go again." His eyes were full of evil.

  Luo Jinghuai's face was paralyzed and cracks appeared on his face, little master, can we not joke around with a serious face.

  Luo Jinghuai's appearance amused Mo Chen, and he couldn't help chuckling, but then paused for a second, who could tell her what the **** is the extra fluffy hair in her arms?

  Until the person in his arms said, "Master, Ming'er is injured." The tone was muffled.

  Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, then stood up the person in his arms in the next second, "Where is the injury, it is serious."

  The purple-clothed boy turned his monstrous face to Mo Chen, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

  Mo Chen was stunned, there was a long wound on the evildoer's face at this time, Mo Chen's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Who did it?"

Ye Ming was stunned, seeing Master angry for the first time, "Ming'er heard about it, heard about it", glanced at Luo Jinghuai, lowered his head, "Master's registered disciple has come out, I, I'll come and see, Walk too fast and fall."

   The corner of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, the villain, you are mentally retarded, and a cultivator can still wrestle.

   But looking at his pitiful appearance, Mo Chen was not really angry, "Nonsense." With a flash of light in his hand, he caressed Ye Ming's face, "If you dare to hurt yourself in the future, I will never let you go."

  Ye Ming lowered his head, his eyes shone with a strange light, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but he replied in a weak tone, "Ming'er knows."

   Mo Chen sighed helplessly, did I pamper him so much that he would never grow up? That’s all, anyway, he is not weak, and few people can bully him, so just pamper him before he leaves.

  Rubbed his fluffy head with his hand, "Okay, don't worry, you will be the teacher's eternal disciple, and the teacher will definitely love you the most, okay?"

  Yeming lowered his head and nodded, with a smile in his eyes, and then threw a provocative look at Luo Jinghuai.

   Mo Chen "..." Why is this villain so difficult to serve? Sigh~ The villain I picked up by myself will be pampered even on my knees.

  Bring him to him and sit down, looking at Luo Jinghuai, "What else do you need?"

  Luo Jinghuai: I finally remembered me, but, he was stared at by the little master just now, it was the kind of eyes that wanted to tear himself into pieces, it didn't match the way he treated the little master, right?

  Is he still provoking himself? Thinking of a certain possibility, the corners of his mouth twitched. He must be afraid that he would steal his master's favor.

   I have to say that Luo Jing is pregnant with the truth.

  Luo Jinghuai thought in his heart that he could not afford to be spoiled by the little master, he couldn't afford it, and said, "My father asked Jing Huai to thank the little master..."

   "No need, this deity didn't do anything, everything is following the rules of the house." Mo Chen waved his hand impatiently, with an expression that you can go.

   "..." How did he respond to these words, "Then, Jing Huai will leave."

  Mo Chen waved his hand, with an expression on his face that you are leaving quickly.

  Jing Huai: It feels like the world will never have love again.

   But the facial paralysis remained unchanged, and he got up and left.

   "Master, when are we going to the Secret Realm?" Ye Ming asked, with a hint of expectation in his tone.

  Mo Chen couldn't help but smiled, with a softness in her eyes that she didn't know, "There are still three days before the secret realm will open. We will set off tomorrow, and I will take you back to your ancestor's house by the way."

  Yeming smiled brightly, "Yeah."

  (end of this chapter)