Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

The end of the new year is approaching, and the streets and alleys are starting to be lively. The red lights are hanging high and the firecrackers are ringing. It looks the same as in previous years, but in fact, the five celestial sects of Beiyang have long been empty, and they have gathered in Beiyang The small town at the foot of the mountain is really down and out, but what does it have to do with those ordinary people? In the village, people give this to that, the common people think about their kindness, and from time to time they also send some pickled vegetables at home, and some ordinary objects, which is a kind gift with a small heart and a heavy heart.

Therefore, when Yaohua Yingque returned, he used iron and blood to expel the five sects of immortals and did not cause much trouble, but this year is not good for the cultivation world.

The seven-storey building, the high place of the pavilion, brightly lit, a lonely sail that has not returned from a journey, and the witch kneeling beside the bed, buried in flowers and bones covered in wounds. If it wasn't because of his unresolved knot, why would He Lanxi save him from his wounds? The junior brother also reminded him all the time that even if the master never blamed him, he himself would not let himself go in this test.

"Xiao Qi still can't let go. Not only did he fail to save the junior brother when he returned this time, but also thanked Master for welcoming him personally. Xi'er is really ashamed."

He Lanxi sat at the table, holding a teacup in one hand. There were already cracks on the surface of the white porcelain, like a flower burial bone lying in the house at this time. Kyushu's self-cultivation not only failed to smooth his edges and corners, but became more and more crazy like the ashes of the karmic fire. If Yaohua Yingque came one step later, he might kill Xue Lanyan at any cost. Recognize one person in the dust, the others are not necessary to exist.

"What's there to be ashamed of? When I buried the bones and sent you guys away, I guessed what he was planning. Whether it was Su Lanchen or Xue Huai, he couldn't let it go, but what he had to do made him have to go. Let go, the temptations and hurts time and time again, he is using his own method to force himself to give up, not only Xiao Qi has not let go, but the funeral bone has not yet come out of the things of the year, he put himself in danger and left the Qichonglou To be clean, is it not because of those fellow disciples who died in vain."

Yaohua Yingque rubbed his brows and looked at the moon in the night sky outside. As a master, he really did not do his duty. It was like this 300 years ago, and nothing has changed after 300 years. He has a whole body of cultivation, and even revenge was planned by his little apprentice. Well, he was assigned a high position, watching with a cold eye, waiting for this farce to end, but he didn't expect so many changes.

"Xi'er, you go to Beihai and get Lao Wu back, and tell him Huabugu misses him."

"Master, is there something wrong with doing this? Fifth Junior Brother, he is too obsessed with burying bones, coming back at this time..."

He Lanxi hesitated to speak, he knew what Yaohua Yingque meant, that the Seventh Floor could not be left unoccupied, except for the lunatic Laowu, there was indeed no more suitable person, and the brothers and sisters were separated for 300 years, and they were finally getting together.

"It doesn't matter, 300 years of introspection, he knows what to do."

Yaohua Yingque rubbed the center of his brows, got up and walked into the house, he no longer wanted to take care of the overall situation, if his apprentice was bullied like this, he was still indifferent, what qualifications did he have to be a teacher, he just expelled the monks from Beiyang , Not killing them all doesn't mean letting them go, the blood debt needs blood to wash away, and when the buried bone wakes up, he must be happy to do it himself.

"Yes, Xi'er knows!"

He Lanxi took the order to go, Yaohua Yingque went to the bedside and rubbed the witch's head. He called them disciples, but he loved these children as his own brothers. Back then, they were picked up one by one by the flowers. , that look of embarrassment is very similar to that of Yaohua Yingque. When Yaohua Yingque was picked up by the flower funeral bone, who would have thought that the Tianque Pavilion, which has risen in just a few years and made the cultivation world terrified, was just the people who were picked up by the flower funeral bone on a whim. Warm each other together, just want to have a home, when did this original intention change?

Everyone has changed, only Hua Zanggu has been working hard to maintain this home and protect these family members. Yaohua Yingque waved his hand and signaled the witches to go out first. With sores and holes, he shook his head and sighed, how stubborn this child must be, and he is still brave after being like this.

"Everyone who should come back is back. You should take a break after doing that. Let us do something for you. Beiyang Mountain, Jiuyou Pavilion, and even the entire realm of comprehension, I will save them for you. You wash away the shame with your own hands, okay?"

The witches stayed outside, annoyed that the night was so long, the flowers and bones had only been away for a year, the witches felt like they had been separated for a long time, the New Year's Eve was approaching, and I wondered if we could have a reunion year this year.

In Beihai, He Lanxi stood on the surface of the water and paced. It was too long. He seemed to have forgotten the location where the Fifth Junior Brother was imprisoned. He could only piece together a piece of news on the bottom of the sea. Looking at the clear sea, He Lanxi raised his eyebrows. One pick, caught off guard and sank into the water, fortunately he felt something wrong and held his breath, otherwise he would not have choked him to death with a sip of water, as if he was tied to a heavy weight, He Lanxi fell vertically in the sea, arms crossed in leisurely fashion Looking at it, he really wanted to see what was going on under the seabed.

"Earthfire Purgatory?"

The familiar scorching heat made He Lanxi look serious. Kyushu’s karmic fire disaster is a forbidden area. Once ordinary people get close, they will be burned to the point of burning their souls. Although Jiuze’s earth fire purgatory has the same effect, it is still too weak some.

He Lanxi has also heard that Earth Fire Purgatory is a place that is easy to enter and difficult to exit, although it is not as good as the ashes of karmic fire. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, it really deserves its reputation. He Lanxi, who is used to being scorched by fire, uses divine power to offset the burning of the flames. , it is definitely not a mortal thing that can make him make a move.

"What are you doing here?" A voice came from the depths of the fire, it was very hoarse, He Lanxi thought about it, um, it should be right, it was the voice of Fifth Junior Brother, it would be easy to find someone, He Lanxi Xi slowly told what he saw, unhurriedly, and when he finished speaking, the ground fire had fallen into silence.

"Su Lanchen is not completely dead, the younger brother will not give up, let's go, I will take you to meet someone."

In the fire and purgatory, the man in red clothes is enchanting, his brows are cold, his red eyes are deep, his evil charm is like a monster, but he is colder than Yuehui, He Lanxi's eyes are erratic, the fifth junior seems very angry, the man didn't even give alms to He Lanxi Lan Xi, walked out of the purgatory sea of ​​fire and walked towards the water. He has been imprisoned here for 300 years. It's time to go out and have a look.

"Get out! Don't touch me! Don't even touch me!"

The flower burial bone was awakened by the sound of rain, confusion flashed across his eyes, he picked up the paper umbrella at the side, and walked into the rain. The young man curled up in the corner and rustled, seeing that he didn't look like an ordinary young master in his clothes, let's go Looking closer, it was still a familiar face.

"You come with me, there are so many people here, it's too troublesome."

As Hua Zonggu said, he handed over his sleeve. The young man buried his head even lower, but grabbed his sleeve with his hands, and stood up tremblingly. Many people on both sides of the long street were looking at them. , the boy was a little unsteady, Hua Zungu ignored it, and walked straight forward, the boy could only stagger to keep up, his legs were weak, but it seemed that the wind was supporting him to move forward.

Going farther and farther, shrinking thousands of miles, it took only an hour to reach Kunlun Mountain. The flower funeral bone threw people into the pool. The cold water in the pool suppressed the evil fire in the boy's body, and the flower funeral bone found a new set Put the clothes aside.

"Soak for three hours, change your clothes, and come to the study to find me."

After finishing speaking, Hua Zanggu left without returning. At this time, Jiuyou Pavilion was just a big house, with flowers, grass and trees, and that was all. This face is not the face of flowers and bones, it is the Xiyan that he has deliberately forgotten and never mentioned. Lihun sent him to this memory to let him discover something. The current Yaohua Yingque does not have the protection of Dangerous City. Being squeezed out by others, he was fed dragon blood and sent to the human world, but it was so coincidental that it was sent to him. He and Di Huo had a quarrel because of Su Lanchen's matter, and the lower world was relaxing, and many people knew about it. , but he was able to attack his beloved apprentice without being noticed by Wei Cheng, and even plot him in without anyone noticing, this person hides a little deep.

"You, can you kill me?"

"Kill you, let Hou Weicheng find me desperately, never die?"

"No, it's not, heh, I've been poisoned by dragon's blood, I'd rather be dead than alive."

"Haven't you never touched lust?"

"I woke up with a crowd of people around me trying to touch me and I ran away."

"That's no problem. Dragon blood is not impossible to eradicate. You sit down first, eat something to replenish your strength, and I'll talk to you later."

Yaohua Yingque washed up and stood in front of the study window without going in. Hua Zanggu lowered his head and wrote something on the paper, and chatted with Yaohua Yingque one by one. After he finished writing, he looked up and realized something was wrong, and couldn't help laughing He had met Yaohua Yingque who became his master, and remembered his calmness and consideration, but he forgot that the one in front of him hadn't grown up yet, and Hua Zanggu realized that he was still Yaohua Yingque's elder. What are you talking about.

He beckoned and signaled Yaohua Yingque to come in. The table had already been covered with food, and Hua Zanggu burned the written things before he walked to the table and sat down. Some things cannot be told face to face. He sent it to his memory and let him see and think for himself, but when he figured it out, he was a little greedy for this comfort. Dreams are dreams after all, and this comfort is what Xi Yan has always wanted. Let him enjoy it more. When you wake up from the dream, everything will be different.

For seven days and seven nights, Yaohua Yingque didn't come out, He Lanxi didn't come back, and the sorcerer kept guarding outside the door, eating and drinking, and the Seventh Floor still needed him to sit in town. When the master came out, the younger brother woke up. He still has to take care of his junior brother, so he will never collapse.

"Master, who is the person who fed you dragon blood?"

When Hua Zanggu woke up, the wounds on his body had healed up to seven or eighty eighty-eight, although it was only on the surface, Yaohua Yingque had his cultivation in his body, and now that he has crossed halfway, it can be regarded as returning to the original owner. This question was too sudden, Yaohua Yingque froze for a moment, shook her head and said.

"I can't remember clearly. At that time, my cultivation base was still shallow, and I could only vaguely see a figure from the back."

Hua Zonggu was silent, he had a vague guess, but he didn't dare to think about it, if it was really what he thought, Jiuze would be in danger!

"Is it better?"

"It's all right."

Hua Zanggu looked up at Yaohua Yingque, yes, it’s all right now, since his obsession is unforgettable, then he will scrape out his heart and abandon his obsession, as he said when he returned, calm his anger with blood, wash away His shame!

33 days, Mirror Lake.

"It's really strange that you will come to me?"

"Being a teacher for a day is a teacher for the rest of your life. Doesn't Master have anything to explain to your disciples?"

"Explain? Don't you already know everything? What else can I explain? Also, my apprentice is Hua Wenhai, not you Fuzhao God. Don't bark, I can't stand it."

"You already knew?"

"If you want people not to know, unless you don't do it yourself, what a disaster, what a disaster, have you ever thought that this day will happen?"

"He knows everything?"

"What do you say?"

Mingchen looked at the flower funeral figure kneeling outside the mirror lake, and suddenly felt it was funny. If Qingtian was here, he would definitely say it, and he was playing charades again, but there are some things that cannot be said, especially under the law of heaven, Fu Zhao He had already thought about the answer to the question, and no answer was the best answer. This is the benefit of talking to smart people.

It's just that Mingchen didn't expect that Fuzhao actually knelt down on him. I don't know if his life will be shortened. Thinking so, Mingchen still let Hua Zangying come in. At least it's a master-student, he can't really Not to save, and this Jinghu is isolated from the world, he still wants to know some outside situation from Hua Zangying. Last time, I saw that his soul was stable, and it would not be a problem to live for more than a hundred years, but he knew too much about flowers and bones, and he would do anything for an answer, so he was a lunatic.

"I haven't been here for a long time, but it hasn't changed."

After entering Jinghu Lake, Fuzhao sighed with emotion, found the healing hot spring pool with ease, took off his clothes and walked in, Ming Chen didn't pay attention to him at all, he was already showing mercy by letting someone in, but you must never Don't expect him to save people, Hua Zangying saved him, if it was Fuzhao, he would have to fend for himself, if it was the emperor's misfortune, he would have already done justice for the heavens, Mingchen once again confirmed that he is a narrow-minded god.

"Oh, it's green."

Shen Junbai, who was playing chess with Qingtian in the world of mountains and seas, let out an ouch, and pointed to the green clouds above Qingtian's head with a bright smile.

"Gloating in misfortune must be moderate, otherwise extreme joy will beget sorrow."

As soon as Qingtian finished speaking, Shen Junbai coughed twice, and his gloomy expression softened slightly. He can't go back to Jiuze now, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know anything. It's either the emperor's disaster or Fuzhao who can make Mingchen take him in. It's just that he can't go back now, so it's useless to be anxious, it's better to do the current thing well, so that he can go back and catch the rape sooner!

Shen Junbai, who saw through Qingtian's thoughts, smiled even more cheerfully, and threw a green fruit from his sleeve to Qingtian. He always likes to watch the excitement, and he doesn't think it's a big deal.

"Go back, Jiuze will be in chaos, you can't stand by and watch."