Ancestor, your soy sauce bottle fell off

It was night, the clouds were heavy, and there was no light between the sky and the earth. It looked like a black beast with its mouth wide open, wanting to choose people and devour them. It was very terrifying.

Wei Lin is in the process of giving birth, and the five-color light is circulating in this small practice room. The spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth rushes in desperately. Soon, Wei Lin is submerged in this sticky spiritual energy. gone.

Shan Qingya stood outside the door, Jue Yue was held tightly in his hand without a single gap.

It was more than 100 years ago that he conceived a baby, so he can remember the process clearly with his memory, but there is not much he can learn from his conceiving experience for Wei Lin.Because of his physique, he didn't have a demon before he transformed into a god, and this is where it is difficult to conceive a baby compared to building a foundation and forming an alchemy. If you want to conceive a baby, you need to go through the calamity of the demon.

Heart demon.

Shan Qingya suddenly remembered what he had seen on the Huihun Bridge, and couldn't help being slightly startled. Speaking of which, if he wanted to transform into a god, the heart demon tribulation would really be a big problem.

Wei Lin's crossing of the heart demon tribulation was much later than Shan Qingya thought, and it was also much more dangerous.

The sky was clear, and a tree of red plum blossoms was in full bloom. The man in white was sitting under the tree, his eyes relaxed.

"Master... respect?" The little child's eyes widened in astonishment. He didn't know why this person appeared here, and he didn't know why he thought this person was very kind, so he called out such a thing all of a sudden. call.

The man in white turned his head, his eyes clearly looked like the blade of a sword covered with morning dew, cold and cold, without any emotion.

"Master..." The child looked at the man with a face that looked like he was about to cry, and felt that he was enveloped in a huge panic. It shouldn't be like this. Master wouldn't look at him like this , how could you use such eyes?impossible!

"You, who are you?" Even though he was only in his teens, the madness and distortion in the eyes of this child was shocking.

The man in white ignored him, stood up and flicked the bright red petals on his sleeves, then turned and left, and quickly disappeared into the white mist that rose at an unknown time.

Master...

Tears dripped down on the ground covered with fallen leaves, but Wei Lin didn't know why he was crying, he just felt aggrieved and desperate in his heart, that person, how dare that person treat him like this?How dare you just leave him alone?

How dare he?

"Ah Lin, it's time to eat." The woman's soft voice suddenly rang in his ears. Wei Lin raised his red eyes, but saw that the white mist that he wished he could tear apart had long since disappeared. Lush and lush trees covered this small courtyard, and in front of the door, a woman in linen skirt was looking at him tenderly.

"Ah Lin?" Mother came over and patted his head, "What's wrong?"

Wei Lin lowered his head and covered his chest. He didn't know how to tell his mother that he was in a bit of pain, so painful that he couldn't help crying.

"This child." The mother seemed to sigh, and walked away.

A gust of wind blew, and it seemed that something was falling down one after another. Before he could take off the petals that fell on his face, he saw a man in brocade clothes staring at him intently, his eyes dim.

"Second brother, it's time to go home after playing for a long time."

He heard the man say this to his father who was holding him, and when he opened his eyes, he was sitting on the edge of his mother's hospital bed, and the gentle and silent woman in the past was stroking his immature face at this moment, with deep eyes in her eyes. Bottomless nostalgia and relief, "A Lin, remember, live well."

Live well?

Wei Lin lay prone on the head of her bed, his eyes were so dry that he couldn't bleed a drop of liquid, he just lay there until the sound of the heartbeat in his ears completely disappeared.

His last important person is gone.

Wei Lin stood motionless in front of the window, regardless of the fact that the setting sun outside the window had been replaced by morning glow, streaming out a gorgeous and bright light.

It's dawn.

"Yishui, do you understand this?" Asked Shuifeng, a white-clothed Taoist priest in white, with lazy brows and eyes, but his voice was as emotionless as frost.

Wei Lin raised his head, then lowered his head, "Your disciple is stupid, can I ask Master to explain in detail?"

The corner of the Taoist priest in white twitched, and Wei Lin keenly caught the disbelief and speechlessness that flickered in those beautiful pupils, as if he was quite depressed that he didn't understand what he said so many times.

but……

Hearing the sound of ice and jade hitting each other, Wei Lin's eyes were full of joy and satisfaction, but no matter how helpless he was, this person would still explain to him over and over again, such tenderness, such love... ...how can he let go?How can you let go?

He lowered his eyelids, hiding the deep paranoia and obsession in it.

"As a teacher, I have transformed into a god, so I should go far away and hide in the world."

A vague voice escaped bit by bit from the white mist. Wei Lin looked at the man in white with snow-covered eyebrows, and his mind exploded. He looked gently at the master who seemed to be untouched by the world, "Master, What are you talking about? Disciple... I don't understand."

"As a teacher, I have transformed into a god, so I should go far away and hide in the world." Just like before, when he didn't pretend to understand, the man in white seemed to repeat it helplessly.

"Travel...hidden in the world?" Wei Lin showed a sweet smile that was terrifyingly sweet, "Disciple, no."

"You..." The face of the man in white suddenly turned cold, and he turned and left without looking at him again.

Wei Lin smiled slightly, the white mist exploded in an instant, and then quickly gathered into a stream of white ribbons that spun around the man in white, quickly trapping him tightly.

"This is my inner demon realm, Master."

Walking slowly towards the white-clothed master who has gradually blurred since he said that sentence, Wei Lin looked gentle, but his eyes were full of burning heat, watching his dear "master" shatter together with the world, and then revealed Familiar room furnishings.

The Nascent Soul is completed, and the Heavenly Tribulation descends.

Outside the room, Shan Qingya suddenly relaxed, and only then noticed that Jue Yue's handle had already been stained with sweat from his palms. He was stunned, and he quickly pushed the door and walked in. They were in another space, and Lei Jie couldn't enter. Come on, he's not in a hurry.After we get out, this Lei Jie might be of great help!

"Master..."

Wei Lin rushed over, this time he didn't show mercy, he just knocked the unsuspecting Shan Qingya to the ground, but this brat still has a conscience, knowing that he got an aura shield for him, and it doesn't hurt much when he falls on the ground .

wrong!Is this the point!

Shan Qingya stared coldly at the back of the head of someone who was resting his head on his neck, "Get up! How decent is this look!"

"Master...Master..." Wei Lin tried his best to suppress his urge to hold this person tightly into his arms. In the heart demon tribulation, he knew that "Master" was fake, it was an illusion, so he could remain calm. However, what if the master will leave in reality?If Shizun succeeds in transforming into a god, will he also leave?

What if... would it be?

Intense darkness rolled under his eyes, but Wei Lin's voice was soft and pitiful, as if he was about to be abandoned, "I thought... I would never see Master again..."

Shan Qingya's hand froze when he wanted to push him away, then sighed dejectedly, and let him press down as if resigned to his fate, although this action is really shameful, if, if, if this is not a straight and true · The words of the horse world.

"Heart Demon Tribulation?" The cold tone revealed full concern. Wei Lin tried his best to suppress the violence in his heart after listening to these words. The master has not yet transformed himself into a god, and he still has time.

"Yeah." The answer that seemed to have a nasal sound made Shan Qingya's heart soften suddenly, and he put his hand on the other's well-combed hair and rubbed it a few times in a desperate manner. It's not that besides hugging, this action is the most comforting. what?As for morality, throwing it once or twice should be... no problem, right?

Wei Lin's stiff body slowly relaxed, and then he and Shan Qingya discovered a strange and pure ♂ phenomenon at the same time...

Wei Lin: ... Master qaq

Shan Qingya: ...Get off.

Then, Wei Lin... rolled down.

The two of them were going to sit on the grass and drink tea, um, Wei Lin went to make it.

During the time when Wei Lin went to make tea, Wei Lin was very calm, elegant and demeanor, and finished building his mind.

The content is nothing more than the natural reaction of a child growing up (natural reaction to your sister, why have labor and management never seen those two dead fat people pressing each other in a college dormitory and someone is supporting a tent!), who has no one? When I suddenly become emotional (this deity [expressionless face]), it is (where) normal to be in a trance when seeing a beautiful woman!

While complaining to himself and comforting himself, just when Shan Qingya thought that he would be schizophrenic sooner or later, Wei Lin came back.And looking at the pure and guilty face of the other party, Shan Qingya's complaints, depression, and all were gone. He suddenly remembered that this Wei Lin was not the protagonist in the original book who had been surrounded by tens of thousands of flowers, but this one who was buried in cultivation every day. I'm afraid that the hard-pressed child was killed by... himself before he understood the situation.

Obviously he should be guilty, but why does he want to laugh a little bit!

Trying to suppress his aloof image, Shan Qingya took a sip of tea and commented objectively, "Not bad."

Wei Lin's expression immediately brightened, and he happily sat beside him.

Then, Shan Qingya fell into deep thought again. To put it bluntly, he was in a daze and lost his mind, but this time, anyway, there was some meaning. Well, he was thinking about Wei Lin's sex education.

So, how did he tell Jiang Qiyi to come?It seems... didn't say?

So I looked at the sky silently to someone who is a good master from Yunxiao, ahem, as a true and pure flower of Gaoling, it is normal to forget this kind of thing, right?It's normal, right?

Someone who had just finished defending himself suddenly remembered that Wei Lin had left Jiang Qiyi and Zhang Mianbing together in Luoying Valley...in Luoying Valley...in Luoying Valley...in Luoying Valley...in Yinggu... It's... It's...

Wei Lin was about to drink tea when he noticed that his master's expression became very intriguing. Before he could stop, that person looked at him with the same intriguing eyes...

What Shan Qingya thinks is that the protagonist comprehended it by himself for the first time, and with the comprehension of his great apprentice, it should be... okay?