Demon Lord became my apprentice

Chapter 79

Guo Xinyi's yard is very close to Cong Rong's side, and during dinner, he very consciously came over to eat.As soon as he saw him, Zhang Jiakang reflexively remembered that terrifying scene, his skin got goosebumps, and he wanted to change places with Qiao Yuan and stay away from Guo Xinyi.

Due to Cong Rong's face, Guo Xinyi did not break up with Zhang Jiakang on the spot, and tried his best to maintain his shaky image as a gentleman.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiakang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Guo Xinyi didn't stay quiet for two seconds, so he asked very curiously: "By the way, what did the three of you see in the illusion? I feel that when you came out of the nightmare formation, It's all weird."

Cong Rong also thought it was very strange, but never had time to ask.Now, hearing what Guo Xinyi said, Cong Rong's eyes could not help but fall on Cong Yi.

Seeing that the three of them were silent, and Zhang Jiakang's expression was so complicated that he couldn't explain it in words, Guo Xinyi became more and more curious: "The so-called obsession becomes a demon, ordinarily, a young man of your age should not have too deep obsession. Even if there are obsessions, it is nothing more than which fairy family you want to join, who you want to worship as a teacher, who you want to be a Taoist companion..."

As soon as the word "Taoist" came out, Zhang Jiakang spewed out the fish soup in his mouth with a puff, as if someone had stepped on his tail.

Cong Rong seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible barrier was set up between Zhang Jiakang and the others, blocking Zhang Jiakang's fish soup spray in time.It's just that the barrier was too close to Zhang Jiakang, and the moment the dots of fish soup hit it, they splashed in all directions, spraying Zhang Jiakang's own face back.

"Oh my god, don't you really dream of Taoist couples?! Men and women? Do you look as good-looking as me? Is your cultivation level as high as mine?" Guo Xinyi is like Yuntu under Runtu's hands, eating melons and eating melons. Excited, he asked endlessly.

"Shut up! Say one more word and I'll kick you out!" Zhang Jiakang's psychological shadow was infinite, and he was embarrassed and wronged. He stared at Guo Xinyi angrily, and blamed everything on him.If he hadn't been by his side every day, yelling that he wanted to enter the sect of Shenyin Temple, he wouldn't have such weird inner demons in the illusion, and he wouldn't be allergic to the word Taoist, spraying fish soup on his face .

Guo Xinyi obediently kept silent, but she didn't understand it. Later, she thought about it, the prospective apprentice was still too young, and would always rebel for a few days a month. Naturally, a master couldn't have the same knowledge as him.Thinking of this, Guo Xinyi said lovingly: "Prospective apprentice, come, drink more hot water."

Zhang Jiakang quit on the spot, and jumped three feet high violently, "The prospective apprentice??? Who is your prospective apprentice! Please speak clearly!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, and a table of delicacies was in jeopardy, Cong Yi said coldly, "We have to fight."

Zhang Jiakang said kindly: "Come out, I want to fight you one-on-one! Today, I will leave my words here, and even if you beat me to death later, I will never be your apprentice!"

"What is the prospective apprentice talking about? Why is the master willing to beat you?" Guo Xinyi didn't mind the prospective apprentice challenging his authority at all, and even said with a smile: "However, it is still okay for the master to teach you a few tricks. It will be beneficial for you to pass the next third level."

After the noisy prospective master and apprentice left, the hall became much quieter in an instant.Cong Rong helped Cong Yi pinch some meat, and naturally led the topic back, "Now, you have passed two tests, which is really gratifying. The assessment of the Joint Office is not difficult, but it is not so easy to say. Those who pass three tests must be the best among their peers."

"The elimination rate of the first level is very high, but it only measures the current strength, that is to say, it is only an entry qualification. And the nightmare array of the second level, to a certain extent, determines the ability to be able to cultivate in the future. How far is the road. For the disciples of the immortal family, the nightmare formation is not very difficult, because every disciple of the immortal family will receive similar training when they are young, so as to strengthen their belief in Taoism. But the nightmare formation is not difficult for people like you For those who have never experienced it, it can be regarded as a real test."

Speaking of this, Cong Rong sighed lightly, and blamed himself: "Today's matter, in the final analysis, I was negligent. I originally thought that you should have no obsessions in your hearts, as Mr. Guo said, but I never thought about it. Cong Yi was almost trapped in the nightmare formation."

Cong Rong really wanted to know what was trapping Cong Yi in the nightmare formation, but felt that the so-called obsessions were very personal things. It seemed embarrassing, so it was so roundabout.

Although Qiao Yuan didn't show it clearly, he was also very curious about what Cong Yi couldn't let go of.

Cong Yi has always been frank, he didn't think there was anything he couldn't tell Master, besides, in his heart, he hoped that Master could see through his thoughts as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Cong Yi said truthfully: "The Nightmare Formation is indeed very powerful. It outlines a phantom in my sea of ​​consciousness that is exactly like Master, making me mistakenly think that the phantom is reality. However, although the Master in the Nightmare Formation is It was tailored according to my wishes and perfectly fit all my fantasies about Master, but in the final analysis, there is still a big difference between him and Master."

How could this sound so uncomfortable.The master in the Nightmare Formation is the perfect master in Cong Yi's fantasy, but he is very different from himself, that is to say, he does not meet the requirements of Cong Yi's perfect master.

"What do you think is the difference between Master and the phantoms in the Nightmare Formation?" Cong Rong's seemingly calm tone revealed a trace of displeasure.However, maybe he didn't even realize it himself, he actually secretly competed with a phantom.

Hearing this, Cong Yi hooked the corners of his lips imperceptibly, and pretended to analyze seriously: "The master in the nightmare formation is not as cold as the master, and he will not always let me take the initiative alone, and his attitude towards me is completely different from that of others. It is different, it makes me feel that I am his only precious apprentice all the time, and then I have a sense of superiority from the bottom of my heart that I have a master who loves me very much."

Worse, after hearing what Cong Yi said, Cong Rong really felt that this logic was very reasonable.

Seeing Master's slightly messed up expression, Cong said repeatedly: "As the saying goes, good fortune comes with misfortune. It is precisely because of the obvious difference between Master and the masters in the nightmare formation that I can decisively recognize that he is not my master, and then Wake up from the nightmare."

This...why does it sound so sad.

It took Cong almost an hour to get out of the nightmare formation, which is enough to show that he really likes the master in the nightmare formation, and he didn't wake up from the lost dream so easily as he said.

Thinking of this, and thinking of Guo Xinyi's attitude towards Zhang Jiakang, Cong Rong suddenly felt guilty, and changed his mind when he realized his mistake: "Well, it is true that Master did not do well enough and ignored your feelings. In the future, Master will work hard. improved."

Looking at the faint smile on Cong Yi's mouth that was only shown to his master, Qiao Yuan felt a sense of loss inexplicably.

The author has something to say: Cong Yi: Master, do you think I am pitiful?Distressed?