Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

"Young master." A woman in a light yellow dress came from outside the courtyard, "It's deeper and the dew is heavier. Why is the young master still blowing the night breeze here?"

This young woman's eyes are extremely beautiful, her charm is like silk, and her voice is as delicate as orchid. On closer inspection, she turns out to be the yellow fox monster that they met in the illusion of Dragon and Tiger Gate.

Feng Tingyun glanced coldly, but did not reply.

The yellow fox named Huang Yingying smiled wryly, and changed her title, "Feng Xianjun," she stood aside with her hands down, "Under the banquet table that day, I wanted to form a bond with you, and I will do my best to help you improve your cultivation. I don't mind that you have other confidants in the world of mortals... You are so unfeelingly rejecting me, I know that I am a soft-spoken person, now that I have formed a golden core, and my cultivation has improved a lot, am I not qualified to follow you around? ?”

It is really not easy for monsters to form alchemy, and I don't know what method she used.

Huang Yingying looked at Feng Tingyun with burning eyes, as if she was waiting for an answer from him.

The beautiful scenery on a good day, the beauty like jade, put it in the story book is a good story, but Feng Tingyun is just a stone who doesn't understand the style.

"I don't need it." He opened his thin lips lightly, without rolling his eyelids, the Lingyun Sword in his hand also let out a sound of rejection, the condensed sword energy was eager to move, as if he was about to run out and fight this woman.

I don't know if it's because the arm of Lingyun Sword Slaying the Corpse King has seen the blood of the monster, Feng Tingyun feels that it has been squeamish and manic recently, and it is very easy to riot.

He put the Lingyun sword into the sheath, and the aura around him swayed with the movement of the scabbard. He gently lifted his black hair and the hem of his clothes, and what he saw was the fairy figure of Yushu, really like a stern fairy under the moon.

Huang Yingying showed unwillingness, and bit her red lips tightly.

Feng Tingyun didn't want to stay with her any longer, so he got up and went back to the room, and after taking two steps, Huang Yingying called him back, "Feng Xianjun, I met your good junior sister in Xianmanlou in Tianjin City."

Feng Tingyun stopped and looked back at her with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

Huang Yingying felt bitter in her heart, and sure enough, only when he was mentioned, this person would be willing to stop and look at herself, "I went to Tianjin City to listen to the Dharma meeting that day, and saw your junior sister and Yu Yu in Xianmanlou in the city. The owner of Ze Island is together, and the two are inseparable."

Feng Ting naturally knew that in order to save him, Rong Xin rushed from Misty Peak to Bingshan Hanquan, and finally let himself take Bai Xuanyu away. Later, he returned to Misty Peak to seek help from his master, and finally rescued him from Feng Zhi's hands.

"Not only that, but even the leader of Hongyigu seems to have fallen in love with her. When you were trapped in the Tianyuan formation, she and the leader of Hongyigu were arguing, unclear, Feng Xianjun, I know you have a marriage contract with her , but is such a Taoist companion who is always on the move and doesn't care about you, really suitable for you—"

Before Huang Yingying finished speaking, the Lingyun Sword came out of its sheath automatically, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. When Huang Yingying was in a critical moment, a body escaped the attack, but because the sword energy was too fierce, the tip of her hair was cut off, and a few strands of black hair fell out fall to the ground.

Feng Tingyun was originally full of anger and was about to sternly stop him, but Ling Yunjian was faster than him, and after the hair fell to the ground, Feng Tingyun recalled it.

"Please be careful." Feng Tingyun's eyes were covered with thin ice, his brows were piercing, and there was a hint of haze, but he never took a look at Huang Yingying, and walked away from the courtyard.

Huang Yingying stared at the hair on the ground, clenched her fingers in anger, and the resentment in her chest was even worse.

Back in the room, Feng Tingyun put the Lingyun sword on the table, and reprimanded coldly, "Why did you take out the sheath without authorization?"

Ling Yunjian did not move.

Ordinary fairy swords can open up the spiritual consciousness. After recognizing the master, they can unite with the master's spiritual consciousness and retain the temperament of the fairy weapon itself. Feng Tingyun's Lingyun sword has reached the level of a divine weapon. Although it is Yu Qing's relic, it has long been related to Feng Ting Yun's spiritual consciousness is one, but today he disregarded Feng Tingyun's will and shot out his sword to hurt people without authorization.

Feng Tingyun's face was somber, and his tone became more severe, "Why?"

Ling Yunjian finally moved slightly, as if acting coquettishly, but also seemed very dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Feng Tingyun took a long time, and his tone became a little softer, "If you are against the law, you can't accept it. If you are angry today, you will kill the master in the future. Are you going to force me to reshape you?"

Ling Yun's sword didn't even move.

"I will let other people pay the consequences for their rambunctious words, but this is not the reason for you to make decisions without authorization." Feng Tingyun used spiritual power to nail Ling Yun's sword to the wall with a bang, and ignored it.

He stepped back to the case, but turned over a scroll of jade slips, and his eyes remained fixed on those few lines. After a long time, he took out the flower paper, and wrote a few words on it with golden ink blessed with spiritual power. As I was writing, I felt dissatisfied, so I pressed the paper under the jade slip.

Repeatedly, a lot of flower paper and gold ink have been wasted, and I still can't write a satisfactory letter.

In the end, he leaned over his desk and wrote four words on a piece of paper, carefully cut them out, stuffed them into a small bamboo tube, attracted the pigeons, fed them a lot of spiritual herbs, and then tied the letter box holding the secret spell to the bamboo tube. At the feet of the pigeon.

The moonlight was bright and clear, Feng Tingyun watched the pigeon fly out of the courtyard before returning to the room and continuing to adjust his breath.

"Rong'er, if you are tired, can I carry you?" Ye Linran stood aside and asked Rong Xin worriedly.

Rong Xin lay on the upper steps and did not move, "Why can't you use the sword?! I thought the dojo on the 99 steps of the Dragon and Tiger Gate was already very inhumane. I didn't expect that there are more than 3000 levels in this Tianqiong Temple. What are you doing? Are you afraid of breaking your knees?"

As far away as Amitabha Buddha said, "The Tianqiong Hall is the place where our temple stores the Buddha's house, so it is impossible to walk with the sword. When Master Huineng's merits and virtues were completed during his lifetime, hundreds of disciples built the [-]-level staircase from Ziyan Mountain with their own hands. It is hoped that the compassion and wisdom of the master can be remembered by future generations and look far ahead."

Rong Xin frowned, "But why should I follow you to pay homage to the master, can't I pay my respects at the foot of the mountain?"

The little unicorn sat on a dozen steps with his arms crossed, "Weak chicken. I really don't know how you cultivated the golden elixir. You ate the golden elixir and thought you were the golden elixir, right?"

Rong Xin suppressed the urge to roll his eyes, and said to the little Qilin seriously, "Senior, I know a man, he has a very poisonous mouth, and he doesn't speak sympathetically at all. Guess what happened to him in the end?"

The little Qilin sneered, "What do I care?"

After a while, seeing that Rong Xin didn't say a word, he couldn't help but ask again, "What happened to him in the end?"

Rong Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead, showing his white teeth, "Hee hee, in the end his son didn't want him anymore, he became a widowed old man."

The little Qilin gave him a strange look, "What do I care?"

Rong Xin pretended to be deep and said, "I want to tell the junior, keep your word, don't end up like him."

When the little unicorn heard this, the pupils in his eyes stood up, and he wanted to blow his hair again, "It's ridiculous! How could I become a widowed old man?! You say so, see if I don't roast you!"

Seeing that he was about to pounce on him and breathe out fire, Rong Xin quickly hid behind Ye Linran, "Little Ye Zi, it's obviously your beast who speaks badly, I'm just giving you a piece of advice, you see he's angry again! His temper is so violent, it's not at all cute!"

Ye Linran protected Rong Xin to death, and Qilin couldn't find a way to find Rong Xin, "Senior, my senior sister has a good temper and likes to joke. She didn't intend to make you angry. Don't bother with her."

The little qilin was so angry that his hair was going to stand on end, "What senior sister, you silly boy, you've been tricked so much!"

Rong Xin didn't care about him, he was hiding behind Ye Linran to enjoy the shade, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a snow-white pigeon flying from the sky, he waved his hand and caught the pigeon, "Hee hee, little leaf, we have supper tonight Already!"

Ye Linran stopped him, "Wait a minute, Rong'er, this looks like a pigeon from Misty Peak, it should be that Master or Senior Brother has something to do with us."

"Oh? Could it be that the elder brother's injury has worsened?"

Ye Linran shook his head, "I don't know yet, when I left Misty Peak, although the elder brother's body recovered well, his memory was damaged, and it is very easy to go wrong in cultivation."

Rong Xin quickly opened the pigeon, and saw four vigorous characters written on the beautiful letter paper, and there was a faint fragrance of cedar and ink on the paper. Rong Xin was very surprised to see the signature below, Feng Tingyun is a man of integrity , but the written words are indulgent and unrestrained, which is very inconsistent with his usual behavior.

"Will I be safe?"

The little unicorn came over to take a look, and read the words on the letter, "The words are good. This is written by your brother? I don't think so, why does it look like it was written for a Taoist companion? It's so sour, I have goosebumps." It's going to stand up!"

Ye Linran pursed his lips slightly and remained silent.

Rong Xin couldn't help thinking of the night before they separated, suppressed the strange feeling in his chest, and put away the letter paper, "Senior, are you not angry again?"

The little unicorn seemed to have forgotten this, and when Rong Xin mentioned it, he jumped up again, "Stinky boy, you dare to make fun of me, I'm so tired of living!"

The two chased and ran, and even quickly climbed up the more than 3000 steps of the Tianqiong Temple. There were no Buddha statues in the hall, but many niches were placed in a semi-arc. The most prominent one in the middle is a nanmu treasure The building is inlaid with gilt and silver silk, but it is simple and solemn, like a pagoda.

Before entering the hall, he had already sat down on the futon, folded his hands, and read something reverently toward these altars, and soon closed his eyes and recited the scriptures with a solemn expression.

Ye Linran was also very pleased with him and sat down. Rong Xin knew that they should have gone to the place where Master Huineng's relics were stored, so he did as the Romans did, put away his joking expression, and kowtowed to Huineng.

The little unicorn also bowed his head slightly, and saluted, but soon, he was attracted by a wooden lotus flower. There was no engraving on the tablet in front of the lotus flower, and it was not like other shrines or pagodas. , the back is also empty, except for a small box placed on top of the lotus flower, and that small box may contain relics, or the golden elixir condensed after Luo Yili's death.

"Because the ancestor Luo Yili was not a member of the Buddhist sect, he could not be buried in the Tianqiong Palace after his death, but Master Huineng thought that he had no father, mother, relatives, or reason, and he was in the body of a golden lotus under the Buddha, so he carved a statue for him here." I bought a golden lotus to store his golden elixir."

Ji Yuan's words made the atmosphere slightly condensed again, and the little unicorn was depressed all the way down the mountain.

"Rong'er," Ye Linran grabbed Rong Xin after going down the mountain, "Is that the letter from the second senior brother just now?"

Rong Xin looked at him, "Yes, haven't you seen it?"

Ye Linran's energetic face changed into a weary expression, "Yes...but why, why did he only write to you?"

Could this question be new? Logically speaking, the relationship between Ye Linran and Feng Tingyun should be very good, "Maybe he doesn't know we're together?"

Rong Xin thought for a while, but felt wrong again, "Brother, why are you fussing about so much? I have accompanied you to practice, and I have climbed more than 3000 steps tonight, so why don't you allow my brother to love me more?"

Even this bit of plastic friendship has to be fought, the protagonist, you have to grow up!

The author has something to say: If there is no double update, then there will be a little more tomorrow~