Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

When Youle heard Fu Sheng's refusal, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face, but he was not discouraged. He just planned to pester Fu Sheng and insisted on taking him as his master.

After all the ghost trees within a ten-mile radius were blown up by Fu Sheng, the surroundings suddenly became empty, with only thick fog blocking the view.

"You are really generous." Qiqi said in her heart, "Ghost Leaf Forest can no longer be called Ghost Leaf Forest. Just change it to Ghost Leaf Wood. You have destroyed most of the trees."

There is not a single tree within a ten-mile radius.

"What else can I do if I don't destroy it right away? There are trees everywhere I go, and I can't always draw spirits with blood." Fu Sheng said, "Besides, this tree, if I destroy it, it's not a good tree."

Qiqi had just been scolded by Fu Sheng before, so she didn't dare to refute at this time.

"Master, are we leaving now?" Youle asked.

"Who is your master?" Fu Sheng found a rock and sat down to rest. "You can leave if you want. I won't leave anyway. It's hard to get rid of trees around here. I don't want to go to a place with trees again."

The flower-faced tree is even more terrifying than the ghost leaf.

She doesn't have that much mental energy to waste.

Fu Sheng only planned to stay there until dawn, hoping that everything would return to peace after dawn.

Seeing that Fu Sheng didn't leave, he rested on the spot. Youle didn't leave either, and sat directly next to Fu Sheng.

The woman rescued by Fu Sheng looked around and finally sat down next to Fu Sheng as if she was familiar with him.

The stone itself was not big, and the two men stood on the left and right, guarding Fu Sheng like door gods.

"Thank you for just now." The woman sat on Fu Sheng's left and asked with a smile, "Is your name Fu Sheng?"

Fu Sheng was somewhat surprised that the woman could call out her name. Before she could reply, she heard You Le on the right say, "Master's name is not Fu Sheng, but Xiao Lan."

"..." Fu Sheng ignored Youle and said to the woman, "My name is Fu Sheng, do you know me?"

When she met the woman before, she reacted as if she knew her.

"I don't know you, but I saw you before I entered the God's Tomb. At that time, you were arguing with a man. I heard the man call you Fu Sheng, and I remembered you." The woman said, "I am from Yueyouzhou, and my name is Yanjun."

Fu Sheng knew that she was probably talking about the time when Lan Huaiyu had an argument with her.

Thinking of that incident, she felt a little helpless, "So that's how it is."

When Lan Huaiyu took action, Yan Su stood up for her, which indeed attracted a lot of attention.

But Fu Sheng knew that compared to her, Yan Su must be more eye-catching.

As expected, after Fu Sheng finished speaking, Yan Jun smiled. When she smiled, she looked less innocent and more charming. She said, "The man who stood up for you was very capable."

"Of course he is powerful." Fu Sheng said.

Praising Yan Su is also equivalent to praising her, and she feels proud of it.

Fu Sheng and Yan Yun were talking here, while You Le was listening to their conversation and was stunned: "Master, didn't you say your name was Xiao Lan? Why are you called Fu Sheng again?"

"Xiao Lan is my nickname." Fu Sheng was too lazy to explain, "Also, it's not Xiao Lan, it's Xiao Lan, the smaller one."

There is something interesting about Xiao Lan's words.

What the hell is Xiao Lan?

Although Fu Sheng's words were clearly perfunctory, You Le was a little flattered when he heard them. He didn't expect that the master would directly tell him his nickname when they met for the first time, without any shyness at all.

"Master, I don't have a nickname, but if you want, you can call me Xiaole." Youle said with some emotion.

Fu Sheng turned her head to look at him, and suddenly she felt a little interested in this oddball. She looked at his collar and found that it was embroidered with a cloud logo, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you from Yunzhou?"

"Yes." Youle nodded, and then asked, "Master, what about you?"

Before entering the God's Tomb, he was completely focused on meditation and cultivation. He had no time to pay attention to the people coming from other continents. He also had no idea about the dispute between Fu Sheng and the man that Yan Yun mentioned.

"I'm from Shenyuanzhou." Fu Sheng said, "Also, don't call me Master, I'm not your Master."

The people of Yuanbeizhou have a river embroidered on their clothes. Among the four continents, it seems that only their Shenyuan Continent has nothing embroidered on it.

It was not known whether it was because Shenyuanzhou did not have any representative patterns, or because Jun Wuchi was used to doing whatever he wanted and did not tell them to embroider.

When Youle saw that there were no embroidered patterns on Fu Sheng's clothes, he guessed that Fu Sheng was from Shenyuan Continent. When he heard her admit it, he felt that it was indeed the case.

"Shenyuanzhou is pretty good. After we leave the God's Tomb this time, my master and I will go back to Shenyuanzhou together." Youle said excitedly, "I have never been to Shenyuanzhou. I heard that Shenyuanzhou is called Shenyuanzhou because the descendants of immortals and gods live there. I have always been curious about Shenyuanzhou."

As he spoke, his eyes lit up and he looked at Fu Sheng: "Master, could it be that you are the descendant of an immortal god?"

Before Fu Sheng opened her mouth, Yan Yun smiled and said, "Sister Fu Sheng, of course not. Now the descendant of the immortal god of Shen Yuanzhou has been made public. He is the young master of the Immortal Alliance of Shen Yuanzhou."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot." Youle slapped his forehead.

"Sister?" Fu Sheng was a little confused about Youle's words. He was about to ask something, but when he heard Yanyun's address, he couldn't help but change the subject and looked at Yanyun and asked, "How old are you?"

Because the spiritual energy was sealed, the divine sense could not detect the cultivation level and physique. Fu Sheng did not know Yan Jun's age, but she was seventeen years old in this body. How could she be an older sister?

"I'm sixteen." Yan Yun said gently, "Isn't my sister seventeen?"

Si Chen had previously detected Fu Sheng's cultivation and physique. She was standing nearby at the time and knew Fu Sheng's age very well.

"Sixteen?!" Fu Sheng widened his eyes and looked at Yan Yun up and down in disbelief.

Yan Yun not only has a charming appearance, but also a charming figure. She has meat where it should be, and she has almost a devilish figure.

A figure like this...sixteen?

"You, you have developed too well." Fu Sheng was stunned.

Even if we ignore her figure, even from her appearance and temperament, Yanjun does not look like a sixteen-year-old girl.

When she saw Yan Yun for the first time, she thought that Yan Yun was at least twenty years old.

"Sister is developing well." Yan Jun smiled and praised.

"No, no." Fu Sheng waved his hand.

Her figure was indeed not bad, with a curvy figure and a well-proportioned body, but compared with Yan Yun's devilish figure, she looked like a flat plate.

Fu Sheng was shocked by Yan Yun's age, but You Le was even more shocked by Fu Sheng's age. When he heard Yan Yun say that Fu Sheng was seventeen, he also widened his eyes and said, "Master, you are seventeen?!"

"Yeah, how old do you think I am?" Fu Sheng turned his head to look at him and asked.

Youle scratched his head, "I thought Master was at least a hundred years old..."