Advise Qingshan

Seeing that Wen Xing was still downcast and silent, and Ye Jue was standing behind, he couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he could only walk around in a circle and walk in front of Wen Xing, lowered his back, and said, "Come on, I'll carry you."

Wen Xing froze in place.

When Ye Zhuo stubbornly picked him up, he never expected that there would be a problem with the back.

Although Wen Xing is thin, he is still a tall adult man.And Ye Zhuo has not used a sword for a hundred years, eating, drinking, playing, sleeping, and all kinds of poisons. Back then, he was able to cut through the clouds with his sword, but now he kills chickens and cuts up fish with a kitchen knife. The weak body is no different from the little boy who was kept in the world. Without the strength to restrain the chicken, he is flattering him. It's like a walking advertisement for "curing kidney deficiency without sugar". At this time, he is carrying a person on his back, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow, almost slipping.

Wen Xing has never been recited by others before, and he is completely unlawful, his legs are neither clasped nor his hands are exerted, he is as stiff as a board, he has been staring at a small pattern on Ye Zhu's back, and it was picked up by him. Startled, his eyelashes fluttered, he turned his head uncomfortably and said, "Put me down, I can walk."

Ye Zhuo looked back at him, Wen Xing tilted his head, unable to see his expression, he thought it over, and he was really put down.

Wen Xing bit his lower lip, lowered his eyes and walked forward.

Ye Zhuo stood behind and stared for a long time, making sure that Wen Xing couldn't see him, so he took out a dozen talismans from his sleeve and looked at them one by one.

The fog in the mountains was rising, and the humidity was heavy. Ye Zhuo stayed for a while, and the rain covered his sleeves, and the runes were half wet. .

He picked out the rest of the magic talisman, this kind of complex talisman is always expensive, waved it, it was useless as expected, so Xianjun sighed and picked for a long time, finally picked out a few Drawing the "Very Powerful Vajra Talisman" for fun, after confirming that Wen Xing's back was facing him, he put his left hand into the right inner garment, sticking it from the upper arm to the tiger's mouth, and did the same on the left side, and put two on his waist, In the end, she gathered the hem of her clothes, coughed twice, hid all the talismans under her clothes, pretended nothing happened, and secretly glanced at Wen Xing in front of her.

Wen Xing didn't notice the coquettish operation behind him at all, it's just that he can hardly walk now--if you say that the elder from Xiaquan is indeed a good player who is stubborn and brave, Mingming Ye is a big living person here, look He wouldn't leave him alone, he just didn't ask for help, even if he walked like a turtle crawling by touching the wall, Ye Zhu watched the other party's Adam's apple move, making sure that he swallowed another mouthful of blood foam.

As he quickly followed, he asked Ta Ling, "Did you feel his pulse just now? Can you see any problems?"

"I don't see it very clearly." Wen Mang said, "I think his tendons are very strange. When he moves his qi, he is blocked in several places, as if it is broken in the middle. Although he is very strong, once he uses all his strength, his qi and blood Just retrograde. The sequelae are very serious."

Ye Zhuao said, "But if the meridian is broken, the cultivation base will be abolished, and he will not be able to practice, and the demon cultivator is not a god. Where did his cultivation base come from?"

Wen Mang walked on his short legs, "Then it's up to you to tell the truth."

Wen Xing had already walked to the edge of the wall, and he didn't even look back at Ye Zhuo during this period. He staggered, as if he really planned to walk down the mountain by himself.

Ye Zhuo asked again, "You said I don't care about him, how long will he be gone?"

Wen Mang calculated, "The nearest city should be Jiangchuan. If you want to go to Jiangchuan, unless you restore your cultivation halfway, you won't eat, drink or sleep. At least until the Chinese New Year."

"It's too miserable. No one will give him New Year's money if he celebrates the New Year on the mountain." Ye Zhuo sighed, straightened his clothes to make sure he had hidden the charms all over his body, and complained half-truthfully, "It is said that the sons and daughters are all It's a debt, why didn't anyone tell me that the apprentice I picked up is also a debt?"

When Wen Xing returned to Ye Zhuo's back once, small drops of sweat had gathered on his chin, which immediately wet the clothes on Ye Zhuo's shoulders. The fabric he used was expensive and absorbent silk cotton, leaving only Next a little water stain.

Wen Xing was a little taken aback by this sudden flight, and Ye Zhuo didn't expect him to cooperate, so he pulled his wristband around his neck and supported his leg.Anyway, Wen Xing didn't have the strength to struggle anymore, so he was not afraid of falling if he was so fixed.

Then he turned one hand behind his back and stuffed the umbrella into Wen Xing's arms, "Can you hold an umbrella?"

Wen Xing took the umbrella without saying a word, and stayed motionless on his back, even breathing so lightly and slowly that Ye Jue could hardly feel it.

Ye Zhu asked suspiciously, "Elder?"

Wen Xing gave a very shallow hum.

When I fell from the sky before, I didn’t realize that this mountain is actually a bit muddy. Except for the temple of Yishan Niangniang on the top of the mountain, there are no traces of human activities. The mountain is full of moso bamboos four or five people tall. In the forest, most of the rain was isolated by the bamboo leaves, only a few raindrops fell, but the mist rising from the mountains was quite a bit, and the distance was so white that it was hard to see clearly.

Ye Zhuo was afraid that Yaoxiu would realize something was wrong and come back, so he didn't dare to slow down at all, so he moved Wen Mang who was following him to the front and "led the way."

Wen Mang took two steps forward, and the two of them were silent for half the way. During this period, Wen Xing was as quiet as dead. Ye Zhu was afraid that the charm in his sleeve would fall out and make him lose face, so he walked cautiously.

After walking for about half a mile, a small voice finally came from behind Ye Zhu, like talking to himself, or whispering, if it wasn't for Ye Zhu's ear leaning against Wen Xing, he probably wouldn't be able to hear anything.

"Do you know..." Wen Xing asked, he hesitated for a moment, but he still finished the second half of the sentence "I...what the hell is it?"

Ye Zhuo smirked, thinking, "What else can you have? You were picked up by Bai Gong, a cheap apprentice who fell from the world."

However, his mouth turned a corner, and he said with a smile, "You are the elder Xuesong from Xiaquan."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Xing suddenly gave a very shallow smile, the ending was introverted, he couldn't tell whether it was funny or self-deprecating, this was the first time he laughed in front of Ye Zhu, if it wasn't for being betrayed, Ye Ju was actually It can be verified whether the beauty has a silkworm when she smiles.

Wen Xing was very light, very slow, without any tone, as if he was describing a completely unrelated thing "I am a demon cultivator, full of evil, the world is righteous, and everyone can get it and punish him."

Ye Zhuo said in his heart, "Here we come again, you don't kill people and set fires, and you abide by the law, so what's the big deal about magic cultivators." However, he keenly felt that Wen Xing's condition was not that good. Afraid of provoking him again, he could only say calmly, "I know, I heard Song Zhangting say it."

Hearing this, Wen Xing, who was originally stiff on Ye Jue's back, moved slightly, his face was slightly lowered, as if he wanted to hide his face in Ye Jue's layered clothes, but this kind of movement was obviously not suitable for him, he moved , the body temperature on Ye Zhuo's back was very clear, and it was transmitted through Chu Qiu's thin shirt, making the two people who are not so used to contacting others froze for a while.

Ye Zhuo repeated, "I know, magic cultivator, it's no big deal."

Wen Xing seemed to be stuck on this issue. After a moment of silence, he asked again, "Do you know what Moxiu is?"

Ye Zhuo thought, "How can I not know? Is there anyone in the world who knows better than me?"

However, verbally, he could only sigh and shake his head slightly, "This topic cannot be avoided."

——Actually, it’s the same as a festering wound, even if you try not to touch it, it will still hurt. It’s better to open up the scar that is about to be covered up, let the pus and blood flow out cleanly, and heal after applying medicine, although the healing process Painful, slow, always develop in a good place.In the end, the injured and the surrounding area will not be affected by this corrupt old injury.

So Ye Zhuo said, "Of course I know."

In fact, it was Ye Zhuo who first distinguished between demon cultivators and ordinary monks, or he put forward the concept of demon cultivators, classifying cultivation methods that violate the law of heaven, such as seizing houses and offering sacrifices, as demonic arts. People who practice these are classified as demon cultivators.It was also him who expelled all the demon cultivators known in this land and drove them to the Northern Wilderness.

Ye Zhuo has killed eight thousand demon cultivators if not ten thousand. If it is said that he knows more about demon cultivators, no one will surpass him.

Wen Xing lowered his eyelashes and stared at the small piece of his sweat-stained shirt, his voice was muffled, as if something was stuck in his throat, "You don't know." He said calmly, "Otherwise you should have killed me long ago. .”

Ye Zhuo: "...I really know."

He tried to reason with this stubborn and awkward apprentice, "You didn't want to kill me, you didn't hurt me, and you even saved me in the White Prison, even if I don't want to repay you with your body, can I do that?" Do you draw your sword and kill you? May I ask if I am sick?"

Wen Xing may really feel that his current behavior is quite sick. He shook his head slightly, lowered his eyes and said, "It seems that no one has taught you. The reason why the demon cultivator is the demon cultivator is because he violates the laws and ethics, disregards the law of heaven, and disrespects the law." Dear teacher, the word for devil, Cang..."

Ye Jue calmly made up for him

"The word "devil" is hated by the heavens"

Wen Xing raised his eyes, unable to hide his shock.

In fact, although every Xiaquan disciple and even the entire world of cultivating immortals are familiar with this sentence, no one knows the cause and effect better than Ye Zhuo.

This is what he said. Back then, Immortal Chongning killed the demon cultivator who crossed the border in northern Xinjiang, and set up a boundary marker at the border.A hundred years later, Xianjun stood on top of the ten-thousand-foot layer of clouds and looked down at the northern wilderness beyond the boundary marker. The magic cultivator on it became dead, so he left this comment, and it is still written respectfully in the preface of "Chongning Xianjun Biography Beihuang Chapter".

At that time, it was just a passing word, and I had almost forgotten it. If I hadn't seen the stele engraved with the biography of the immortal king in the White Prison, Ye Zhu really wouldn't have remembered that he had said this.

"Damn it, it's all old sesame seeds and rotten millet." He said to himself, "Just a casual sentence and it's intentional, how much you have to hate me, this new hatred is layered with old hatred and puff pastry, what? The time is right."

But obviously he couldn't let Wen Xing's knot get bigger and bigger, so he bit the bullet and said, "Do you know who said that?"

Wen Xing closed his eyes tightly and didn't answer his words.

Ye Zhuo didn't care too much, and it was easy to talk after he opened his head, so he continued on his own, with a very calm tone, "You don't have to be surprised, this should be said by your ancestor Chongning Immortal, right? He's so famous, I know it's normal."

——How else can you say that Xianjun has a thick skin, and he doesn't show any water when he brags about himself.

He paused, and then said, "However, the era of Xianjun has passed for so long. People of an era have the limitations of an era. You can see that the laws of the world have changed so many times, and the nine-rank Zhongzheng has changed the imperial examination. Xianjun You don't need to pay so much attention to the evaluation from a thousand years ago, right?"

Wen Xing's hands tightened suddenly, the muscles on his back collapsed, and Ye Zhu's neck ached from being strangled.

"Okay, okay." Ye Zhu felt that he might have used too much force, and he quickly comforted him and held him tighter, "Don't worry, I'm talking nonsense, it's just my personal opinion, just listen to it, don't worry if you think I'm talking nonsense Over my head."

He went on to say, "Hey, isn't your Chongning Xianjun known as the number one swordsman in the world? But if you want me to tell you, he is the number one in the world now. He is like setting up a road sign, although it seems out of reach now. But there will always be someone who will surpass it in the future, won’t it?”

He stopped to straighten out his train of thought, and then said, "So, it's the same as cultivation base. What he said, you take as your standard now, may be proven wrong in the future."

"Your cultivation base is so high, I feel that Chongning Xianjun is not as good as you at that age? If you want me to say, he was born thousands of years earlier than you. After a hundred years, you will also have the proof." Dao's chance, maybe you can slap him in the face to prove that what he said is wrong?"

What Ye Zhu said was very sincere. He has never been in awe of any gods and Buddhas in the legendary gods and Buddhas all the way through his testimony, and he can't see others belittle themselves.

Moreover, he made waves in the early stages of his enlightenment, and he never thought about cultivating hard. At Wen Xing's age, he didn't know where to dig and play with mud in the corner, let alone the cultivation base of the first realm of Shenxuan, which is enough to move mountains and fill seas. , It is estimated that when he went to buy sweet potatoes, the master would dislike him for his lack of strength.Seeing Wen Xing like this today, Xianjun couldn't help feeling ashamed of his ignorance back then.

Of course, Immortal Chongning's words can be said to be from the bottom of his heart, and to bury Xianjun in this way as a rookie who has not entered the Tao is to be a country bumpkin who does not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.Wen Xing wanted to turn his face away in embarrassment, accidentally rubbed on the bumpkin's back, and inadvertently wiped his body temperature, he became more stiff for a while, and finally could only lower his long eyelashes, and reprimanded in a low voice, " Stop talking nonsense."

Perhaps it was because the tone of this sentence was too light, it was almost like a sigh, and it was dispersed in the mist in an instant. It was completely different from the tone of the previous reprimand. Ye Zhu judged that he was exhausted, so he lowered his voice, "Let's talk again next time. Well, sleep when you're tired."

In the end, he was afraid that he would still think about those messy things, so he said, "It's okay, I am very courageous, and I won't throw you to the bottom of the mountain just because you are a demon cultivator."

After a long time, Wen Xing gave an unexplained hum.

After a while, he felt the breathing on his back gradually steady, Wen Xing was quiet even though he was tired, Ye Ju made sure that he was asleep, so he sighed self-deprecatingly.

"Hey, I'll be told nonsense even if I scold me a few words. It's really hard to coax a kid nowadays."

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一

Xianjun, who is covered with strong talismans, shows off his strong (thin) biceps: I am actually very strong.

Taling: ... as long as you are happy :)

two

现在

Wen Xing: What am I.

Xianjun: I picked you up in vain, a cheap apprentice who fell from the sky.

A few years later:

Wen Xing: What am I.

Xianjun: Oh, I picked you up in vain, a big baby that fell from the sky~

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thousands of years later

Wen Xing: What am I.

Xianjun: It's Youlemei, dear.

In the past two days, I have made an appointment with my classmates to go out to play. The update may not be so stable, it is Saturday and Sunday, but I will work harder. (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～