Sacrifice

As one of the deacons in the Loose Cultivation Alliance, this Jindan cultivator guards the vast sea of ​​forgetfulness, so he naturally has a lot of collections.

After learning that He Lingfeng was short of essence and blood, he immediately took out a spiritual pet ring from his universe bag.

He smiled and said to He Lingfeng, "Since the little monk's blood is depleted, then this thing should be able to help."

He Lingfeng took the spiritual pet ring curiously, "Dare to ask senior, this thing is..."

"There is a spiritual pet here, named Blood Spirit Milk Star."

"Blood Spirit Milk Star?"

"Yes, this thing is a spiritual thing that only grows in the depths of the Sea of ​​Forgetfulness. This blood spirit milk star likes to devour spirit stones, especially those with water attributes. Every half a month, this blood spirit milk star will produce a milky white liquid. The higher the frequency of feeding, the higher the output of spiritual liquid. Its function can not only quickly restore spiritual power and replenish the lost blood, but if you drink it all year round, it can also slowly cleanse the spiritual power and make the spiritual power more pure."

He Lingfeng gasped after hearing this, this is a good thing!

He immediately turned his head to look at Puhua who was sitting on the side. Puhua smiled slightly and nodded slightly. Then He Lingfeng said solemnly, "Thank you for your love, senior, Xiaohong?"

Teng Xiaohong looked at the spirit pet ring and squinted slightly. He was He Lingfeng's spirit pet. Now he found that he had terminated the contract with the master, and the master seemed to be able to sign other pets! !

Big crisis!

He said with a worried face, "If you are a spiritual pet, do you still have to recognize the master?"

Golden Core cultivator said with a smile, "That's natural."

Teng Xiaohong frowned, "If you recognize the Lord, you will lose your blood again!"

The Golden Core cultivator shook his head, "This blood spirit milk star doesn't need blood essence to recognize the master, it only needs to use the Master Recognition Art."

Teng Xiaohong snorted, using the Master Recognition Art, it seems that it is not the same as her previous contract?

Realizing that the little master was looking at her, Teng Xiaohong reluctantly fumbled in her big red sleeve for a long time before taking out a pitiful-looking elixir.

This little plum plant looks like it has been ravaged, the black stem is folded a few times, the small white flowers on it are drooping, and a few petals have fallen off. After seeing it, there was a trace of heartache in the eyes of Jindan cultivator, After taking it, he quickly took out the special jade box, and carefully put a little plum in it. The moment he put it in, the small white flower on the top of the elixir stretched its petals, as if it had become whiter. .

Teng Xiaohong twitched the corners of her mouth, showing a slightly distorted smile, but unfortunately no one saw this smile except Bohua.

"..." The petals trembled instantly, maybe it was He Lingfeng's illusion, he seemed to feel...well, the petals were crying?

Looking down, Teng Xiaohong's smile was still innocent, and there was nothing wrong with it.

And after the Gold Core cultivator got the elixir he wanted, he kept his mind on the matter and quickly asked a few questions. After learning that the big man in black was the real murderer who attacked Qingque, he turned around and left immediately.

After the monk left, He Lingfeng played with the pet ring in his hand, looked at Bohua expectantly, "Brother, how do I use this thing?"

Teng Xiaohong tilted her head and leaned beside He Lingfeng, also looking at Bohua with wide eyes.

Stared at by two pairs of bright eyes, Puhua smiled subconsciously, he took the spiritual pet ring, and wiped it casually, "Okay, I will release the blood spirit milk star, and you can use the master recognition formula." .”

"I don't know how to recognize the master's formula." He Lingfeng began to imitate Teng Xiaohong's cuteness, and he tugged on Bohua's sleeve, "Can you teach me, brother?"

Puhua let out a soft oh, and looked at He Lingfeng with a half-smile, "Young brother, can't you? Then what's going on with the little boy beside you?"

He Lingfeng was at a loss, "Does this have something to do with Xiaohong?"

"Benefactor Nake once said that this boy is your spiritual pet?"

He Lingfeng nodded and shook his head again, "It was a complete accident that Xiaohong became my spiritual pet. I don't know why, but he became a spiritual pet. In order to escape from Yunming Palace, Xiaohong happened to be advanced. It was untied."

Puhua's eyes flashed slightly, thoughtful, he looked at Teng Xiaohong, only to find that the little boy was holding on to his junior brother's sleeve tightly, his appearance was exactly the same as the way the junior brother was grabbing his sleeve just now.

Puhua first put doubts in his heart, he thought for a while and said, "Since you don't know how, then senior brother will teach you, you should remember."

The formula is not difficult at all, and He Lingfeng will be able to master it after reading it once.

He Lingfeng immediately signed a master-servant contract with the blood spirit milk star, and then let go of the spiritual pet ring.

A blood-red starfish-like thing appeared in front of him. This blood-spirited milk star had eight small tentacles, floating softly in mid-air. The blood-spirited milk star slowly circled in the air, and then stopped down, and then the octagonal star cracked ==

No, it can't be regarded as cracked, but the three corners are separated at the same time in front of He Lingfeng, as if opening a mouth, and slowly opened, revealing... er, a big eyeball and a long fish mouth.

The fish's mouth was aimed at He Lingfeng, and a stream of water spewed out with a puff, and when He Lingfeng raised his hand to close it, the milky white water turned into a palm-sized round ball floating in his hand.

After spraying, the octagonal starfish gradually shrunk and turned into a flat piece. It fluttered around He Lingfeng for a few times, and finally seemed to fall in love with his shiny head. Click, the octagonal red piece It stuck tightly to the back of He Lingfeng's head.

"..." The corner of He Lingfeng's mouth twitched, and he touched his head with his other free hand. Although he didn't feel anything, it still felt weird.

Teng Xiaohong stared at the back of He Lingfeng's head, tried her best to suppress the hostility in her heart, and kept hypnotizing herself, relying on this thing to help the master recover blood, don't be in a hurry, there will be opportunities in the future...

Sitting on it, Puhua glanced at the two people's pangs in his eyes. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he suppressed his smile. He looked at the milky white liquid, and said slightly surprised, "It seems that the golden elixir What the monk said is true, there is indeed a lot of essence contained in this spiritual liquid."

He Lingfeng looked at the ball in the palm of his hand, "Drink it directly?"

"Don't waste it." Bohua nodded, "You just absorb it here, and there will be a brother watching by you, and nothing will happen."

"Yes." He Lingfeng drank up the spirit liquid in one gulp, and then a feeling of extreme comfort welled up in his heart. He sat down cross-legged reflexively, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

Seeing He Lingfeng adjusting his breath, Teng Xiaohong immediately sat aside, his eyes fixed on He Lingfeng's face, and found that his little master did not show any pain, and his eyes began to move around. From the eyebrows and eyes to the chin, gradually, Teng Xiaohong's eyes turned to the back of He Lingfeng's head again.

In the middle of the back of the head, the red octagonal starfish was attached, as if feeling Teng Xiaohong's gloomy gaze, the starfish trembled slightly, and it stuck tighter. Of course, with the movement of the starfish, Teng Xiaohong's gaze became more intense. gloomy.

Suddenly a big hand fell on the head, Teng Xiaohong was startled, raised her head, and met Pu Huaran's eyes.

Teng Xiaohong flinched, and he tried his best to move his body behind the little master, but it was a pity that although Bohua's hand was warm, it was as stable as a rock, and Teng Xiaohong's small movements were completely useless.

"Generally, if a monster wants to take shape, it must be at least after the golden elixir stage, or even at the golden elixir stage. If there is no great opportunity, the transformation is extremely difficult, and the transformation is not complete." Bohua smiled and carried Teng Xiaohong to the In front of her eyes, she looked up and down Teng Xiaohong, "You transformed into a form with mere foundation-building cultivation, which is quite rare even in the upper realm where high-level blood gathers. It can be seen that you are extraordinary."

Teng Xiaohong's whole body was tense, her eyes fixed on Bohua, and she didn't say a word.

"If it's just that the bones are extraordinary, I won't tell you these things."

"Why is it difficult for the monster race to advance? It's just because they have to devote a bit of energy to restrain their nature when they understand the Dao and the profound method." Bohua said, there are also many monster disciples in Buddhism. Yaozu has a lot of knowledge about cultivation, "If this nature is in line with the way of heaven, then there is no need to restrain, and the speed of cultivation will naturally be fast; but if the nature is incompatible with the practice, then the progress must be slow."

"Of course, those legendary dragons and phoenixes and other extremely high-level monster races are favored by heaven, and they also have their own inheritance, but they are not included in the list for the time being."

"If I'm not mistaken, your nature...seems to be bloodthirsty?" Although Bohua's voice was still gentle, Teng Xiaohong instinctively became alert, and all the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, like a little girl with fried hair. beast.

"You have been able to advance this time, thanks to the essence and blood of the Bodhisattva. He practiced Buddhism at a young age, and his blood is full of spiritual power and Yuanyang. When he grows up, it will be a great tonic for you. It can be said that a Bodhisattva is to you what a little plum is to a Golden Core cultivator." Puhua said softly, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Teng Xiaohong drooped her head and pursed her lips, "What do you want?"

"Puye said that he has terminated the contract with you?" Puhua said calmly, "Then leave Boye, with your ability, where in the world can't you go? Follow Boye, one day, he will be killed by you of."

Teng Xiaohong shivered for a moment, raised her head abruptly, her face full of disbelief, "This is impossible!!"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

"...I, I won't eat him!"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!!"

"Then what if Bo Ye gave it to you?"

"..."

Teng Xiaohong stared blankly at Bohua, who was still chattering in her ears, "Puye is soft-hearted, I can see that he cares about you, and you care about him, which is a good thing. It's just that in the future he will find that you can't advance In the end, I will definitely find a way to help you, if he holds the essence and blood in front of you with both hands, and you are too weak and controlled by nature, will you still remember the guarantee now?"

Teng Xiaohong was silent, he turned his head and looked at Bo Ye who was meditating, his heart and eyes were full of this person.

After a while, he suddenly laughed, a creepy smile, "Even if I leave, I still need blood essence to advance. Does it mean that I can just eat other people's food?"

"Suck other people?" The corner of Bohua's mouth curled up, "As long as you are not afraid of being sealed away by the Bodhisattva Conquering Demons and Guardians one day, then go ahead and suck blood."

"You!!" Teng Xiaohong was furious, he stared at Bohua, the spiritual power in his body kept rolling, roaring to swallow the person in front of him, but his reason told him that he couldn't beat him.

Taking a deep breath, Teng Xiaohong tried to suppress her anger, "I can leave, but I have to go back to Wuyin Temple first, and I want to watch him build his foundation before leaving!"

Puhua smiled and said, "Okay, it's best if you can figure it out."

Teng Xiaohong didn't pay any attention to Puhua anymore, he sat quietly beside He Lingfeng, feeling the little master's unique breath, and kept thinking about countermeasures.

——Absolutely, never leave! !

Puhua stroked her beard and smiled unfathomably.

——Hehe, let me see what tricks you have! !

After He Lingfeng woke up, he felt extremely comfortable all over his body. It seemed that his tired body and spirit had been replenished, and he felt rejuvenated.

He opened his eyes and looked at his palm. The blood under the skin was full of vitality, and the spiritual power became agile and light. Sure enough, blood essence is extremely important to a monk. If there is insufficient blood essence, it is impossible to advance.

He raised his head and faced Bohua with a smile on his face, "Thank you, brother, for protecting the Dharma."

"Sure, it looks like you've recovered quite a bit." Bohua waved his hand, "Go and rest too, I'll let you know if anything happens."

"Yes, the younger brother will retire first."

He Lingfeng smiled and saluted and left, he walked briskly towards his room, "Xiaohong, this thing is really good, why don't you have some too?"

Teng Xiaohong followed He Lingfeng closely, step by step. After hearing He Lingfeng's proposal, he blinked his eyes, "Master will not be enough."

"It's okay, it grows during cultivation, even if I don't use this psychic liquid, I can slowly cultivate it back." He Lingfeng blinked, and turned his palms, revealing the psychic liquid the size of a little finger, "And I can't use so much , Aren’t you sucking blood? Then give it a try!”

Teng Xiaohong stared blankly at the small ball of ectoplasmic liquid, her heart ached, and she burst into tears.

Big drops of tears fell down his fair face, and his red eyes flickered. He threw himself on He Lingfeng, "Master! That old monk bullied me!!"

--do not care!File a complaint first! !

He Lingfeng hurriedly hugged Teng Xiaohong, wiping Xiaohong's tears in a frantic manner, "What's wrong? Did brother bully you? Why did he bully you? Where did you get bullied? Why did you get bullied?"

He hurriedly asked a series of questions, and finally said, "It's okay, he bullied you, I'll sue Master!"

——Ahem, should I say that I am worthy of being a master and servant? !

Teng Xiaohong sobbed, "The old monk said that the master became like this because I ate your blood..."

He Lingfeng heard it, and said indifferently, "It's nothing, it's just a loss of essence and blood, besides, there is still this spiritual liquid to help recover, mere essence and blood are nothing."

Teng Xiaohong raised her head when she heard the words, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, she looked very innocent, "Really? Master won't lie to me?"

"What did I lie to you for?"

"But the old monk said that I will eat more in the future, and sooner or later I will eat my master."

When He Lingfeng heard it, he couldn't help laughing, "You ate me? Think I'm a Tang monk!?"

"Tang monk meat?"

"Ahem, it's nothing. I mean there are so many people in the world. If I don't have enough, one drop per person is enough to drown you. It's just a little blood. At worst, you can get more elixir and spirit stones to exchange with others in the future! !" He Lingfeng didn't think there was anything wrong with Teng Xiaohong's habit at all, didn't she just drink some blood, monks in the world of cultivating immortals don't know anything, so it's not easy to offer a Teng Xiaohong?

Besides, there are many people in the world of cultivating immortals who devour souls or use babies as materials to refine magic weapons. Compared with those, Teng Xiaohong's little hobby is not worth mentioning at all.

"But don't force it. If the other party holds a grudge against you, there will naturally be resentment in the blood. If you smoke too much, it will be bad for your health." He Lingfeng didn't realize that his tone at the moment was like Fajing teaching him to hit the sap , "Choose those who have good spiritual roots, good cultivation and good living habits to attack, and they should be clean and tidy when attacking, so as not to be discovered by others, you know?"

Teng Xiaohong blinked, he still didn't understand the meaning of these words at the moment, and when he grew up, he recalled this scene and realized how much his master cared and loved him.

At this moment, Teng Xiaohong was still struggling with the fact that the great monk actually frightened him. After hearing He Lingfeng's advice, he immediately nodded hurriedly, and wrote down how to choose food. After writing down, he remembered Fajing's previous teaching, He said, "Then after I finish eating, I will hand over the other party's Qiankun bag to the master?"

He Lingfeng coughed again and again, he waved his hand and said, "No, it's not good to do this, and you are too. Throw away some spirit stones after eating, don't owe karma."

Teng Xiaohong was very happy in her heart, oh no~ there is no need to be separated from the master!

He nodded with a grin, and decided that in the future, if the old monk scares him again, he will gnaw on the old monk. At worst, at worst, he will throw some elixir to him! !

Puhua, who has been paying attention to Teng Xiaohong with her spiritual thoughts, can't laugh or cry, alright, alright, even if this demon vine is bloodthirsty, but this nature...is really pure.

But sue?Puhua smiled and thought, if the junior brother comes to beg him, then he will be a villain reluctantly?

Hehe, as long as the junior brother pulls his sleeve with a wrinkled face, and begs him timidly, Puhua feels... ahem, it's okay to let go~

He Lingfeng returned to his room and slowly took care of his body. During this period, Fajing seemed to remember that he still had an apprentice, so he sent a letter to He Lingfeng once.

He Lingfeng was taken aback when the beads on his neck lit up.

"Hey, apprentice, I heard that you went to Fanhua Haiping some time ago?" Fajing's voice trembled, "I'm so touched! Apprentice, are you here to save me?"

"..." He Lingfeng threw the Buddhist beads around his neck on the ground expressionlessly, took a deep breath, and his voice was trembling, "Master, although this disciple has this heart, but his strength is limited. He was injured at the gate, and was later rescued by his brother, and he only woke up two days ago."

After hearing this, Fajing felt even happier. Oh, it's so caring for the apprentice to care about him so much!

"It's all right, apprentice, as a teacher, there is wine, meat, and Su Xin dancing here. The apprentice's cultivation is not enough, so don't use it!!"

"..." I? Wipe!It is better not to say this!Is there too much hatred? !

After Fajing said this, he remembered what the apprentice said just now?brother?

"Wait, you just said your senior brother is here?" Fa Jing was a little surprised, "Which one of your senior brothers is here?"

"Which one? Apart from me, isn't the master only accepting senior brother Bohua?" He Lingfeng was surprised, "Could it be that I have other senior brothers?"

"What?! He's here!?" Fajing was shocked, "Isn't he communicating with the Tianmen faction?!"

"Senior Brother heard that Master was stuck in Fanhua Haiping, so he immediately ended the communication and came to find you." ——Dongwu!

When Fajing heard it, his whole body was in a bad mood.

——I wiped my father and hid in Fanhua Haiping. Why is that kid still haunted? !

"However, senior brother said that he had considered it again and again. It would be too dangerous to enter Fanhua Haiping with his apprentice as a burden, so he had no choice but to give up." He Lingfeng has read the scriptures for several years, among other things, he has enough skill to deceive people Yes, especially if you fooled your own master.

Fajing let out a long breath when he heard the words, and put his heart in his stomach.

"It's okay, tell him, don't blame him as a teacher, tell him to put Wuyin Temple's great cause first, don't be impulsive!"

He Lingfeng: "...hehe." This sounds true and false!

"By the way, apprentice, how are you doing in Yunming Palace?"

He Lingfeng quickly told what happened this time. After finishing speaking, Fajing was silent for a long time, and then said leisurely, "It seems that the sea of ​​Wangqing is about to change."

He Lingfeng was puzzled.

"Teacher, you have to remember that the battle in the world of cultivating immortals is just like the black hands outside that square city. The one who strikes first may not always have the last laugh, but if you take a slow step and then slow down, you will have to wait to die." Fajing's voice was extremely serious, "Speed ​​and Puhua left the Sea of ​​Wangqing, and they will not come near the Sea of ​​Wangqing again in the past few years."

He Lingfeng's heart shivered after hearing this, and he said respectfully, "Yes, Master."

After a pause, he said again, "There is one more thing, Master, it's about Xiaohong, Xiaohong has built a foundation!"

"Oh, I guess it's time to build the foundation."

"It's just that Xiaohong transformed into a form after building her foundation!!"

"what?!"

He Lingfeng told the story of Xiaohong building the foundation and being feared by Puhua. Although Xiaohong said it was a joke, but He Lingfeng was not childish. He heard the strings and knew the meaning, and immediately understood Puhua's worry.

——Seeing that Bohua is concerned about him, he will not pursue the fact that this cheap senior brother actually wants to drive Teng Xiaohong away for the time being, hum!

However, the lawsuit is still to be sued!

After hearing this, Fajing was also quite confused. In fact, Bohua's worries were not wrong, but that little red vine was very obedient to his apprentice. If he was not guarded by his apprentice, he might commit heinous crimes in the future and eventually become a generation of devils. The cause and effect of the red vine is quite deep, if it is involved in the future, it will be troublesome.

What's more, when the time comes, when all the comrades gather together to investigate the root cause, they will find that the root cause of the little red vine's becoming a devil is... It's actually a bodhisattva planted horizontally to prevent the owner from petting it?

ORZ, I'm afraid this will become a big laughing stock of Wuyin Temple again.

--Huh?Why do you say yes again?It turns out that your old man also knows that he is a laughing stock? !

After thinking about it three times, Fajing said, "Let your spiritual pet follow you first, as for the bodhisattva...I will talk to him."

What?He was trapped in Blossoming Haiping and couldn't get out?Please don't underestimate this cultivating Bodhisattva, even if he is trapped, it is still easy for him to travel far away with his spiritual thoughts and have a loving conversation with his apprentice.

——As for why there was no such thing before... Ahem, I can only feel it, but cannot explain it in words.

With Fajing's guarantee, He Lingfeng felt complacent. He patted Teng Xiaohong on the head, "Don't worry, I told Master, no one will drive you away!"

Teng Xiaohong grinned shyly. He hugged He Lingfeng tightly, buried his head in his master's chest, and listened to his master's heartbeat, his heart was peaceful.

"Well, I listen to the master!"

On the same day, Bohua received a message from his master, and he was deeply moved.

How long, how long has he not received Master's loving concern?This time, he chattered on and on for three hours? !

Well, for the sake of wasting so much saliva on the part of Master, he will reluctantly turn a blind eye to it!

Seeing Puhua again the next day, Teng Xiaohong keenly noticed that Puhua looked at him with a bit of tangled eyes, and the original indifference quietly disappeared.

Teng Xiaohong raised her head and gave Puhua a smug look, which was just like He Lingfeng's showing off, not annoying, but a little more innocent and lively.

Puhua laughed, that's all, it's because he cares about chaos, the world is impermanent, who can say for sure what will happen in the future, it might as well let nature take its course.

Thinking of this, he beckoned again, touched Teng Xiaohong's head, and said in a low voice, "Since you insist on following Puye, if something happens to Puye in the future, I will use you as a futon!! "

=mouth=! ! !

Teng Xiaohong shivered, and reflexively looked under Bohua's buttocks, the big futon was flat, and the original green vines on it were forcibly sat on withered bark.

It's too scary! !

Thinking of her red skin being turned gray by the big monk's butt, Teng Xiaohong felt the urge to burst into tears.

Looking at the trembling Teng Xiaohong, Puhua laughed out loud, wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes——