What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

After the ancestor of Chengyang "rebelled" from the Taiwei Realm, many resources outside the Taiwei Realm were seized by the Wuliangzong, and the momentum was not as good as before. It is to keep a low profile, and first slowly settle down the disciples and mortals in the jurisdiction of the Taiwei Realm, and the small sects left behind.

Taiweijing showed a style of cultivating life and rest, with an attitude of not caring about world affairs. In addition, many small sects changed to Wuliangzong, which was torn apart from Taiweijing, so Chengyang Muqiu discussed with other sects before. Naturally, Jing Cen no longer needs to continue to handle matters related to the crusade against the monster clan.

These things all fell on Wuliangzong.

But Wuliangzong ate up so many resources, and it was in full swing for a while, but it didn't pay off the demons who were causing chaos everywhere in one fell swoop as everyone expected.

After Wuliangzong came to power, the situation of the monster race became even more serious.

According to Dongliu's inquiring words, "the people are in dire straits".

"It's really hard for the people to live! Those monsters are extremely rampant!" Dong Liu's face still had dark circles from gambling all night, and he spit in pain, "It's not human, ah, it's not a monster!"

"They don't even let children go, they use boys and girls to improve their cultivation. When we seduce demons and attract people's yang energy, we still pay attention to your love and my wishes! What do children know? It really aroused public anger. I heard that they slaughtered a village of children, only took out their hearts, and used the children's corpses for fun, it's crazy!"

Dongliu was in no rush to earn spirit stones because of the support of his "son-in-law". It had been a long time since Dongliu had picked up customers at the Hongxiu Tower, and he had been in a male body recently, which made his words more and more rude: "Even I, a monster, can't stand it anymore. , They not only burned, killed and looted mortals, but also skinned and dismantled monks, and even some honest monsters were not spared. I heard that some monsters did not want to join them, so they were dug out of the demon core! It is simply forcing others Falling grass is bandit."

Yinrong got goosebumps when he heard it: "Is it so scary?"

Dong Liu comforted: "Don't be afraid, with the ancestor of Chengyang here, our Pipa Town is safe, there are no monsters to harass, no monks to provoke, even the gambling shop is in business as usual, it is a rare paradise in the entire cultivation world. "

"By the way, I heard that the situation in the Taiwei Realm's jurisdiction is also good. Shifang Shana's group of monster clans are making too much noise. Now many casual cultivators are trying to get into the Taiwei Realm to avoid the limelight."

Yin Rong curled her lips: "Are those casual cultivators who forced Brother Mu Qiu to kill me? Did they enter because of the too small realm?"

Before Dongliu could answer, the old God Muqiu of Chengyang, who was making tea, said, "Of course not. Martial law is too small. In order to ensure the safety of the people in the city, idlers need to be screened layer by layer. Into the tiny world."

Dongliu: "Exactly! Those who participated in the trouble, none of them passed the inspection, they were all stopped, and they all had troubles that they couldn't tell, hahahahaha! I don't know how Master Jing remembered the list of so many people Yes, it's amazing, and the ancestor is of course even more amazing, even though he is thousands of miles away, he knows it clearly and is very powerful."

Chengyang Muqiu smiled politely, called each other to Dongliu, picked up a cup of tea, and asked naturally: "The newly picked Yuqian tea, senior?"

Dong Liu thanked him like a cow, drank a large cup to moisturize his throat, and then continued: "Wuliangzong is in a terrible situation now! It has been spread all over the outside world, and many people are dissatisfied with his inaction, not only casual cultivators, but also those who have taken refuge in him. The small sects in the village also followed suit, and they kept saying that they wanted Fan Guhong to go out in person to find Shifang Sha's hiding place and take over his lair, and the disturbance was even worse than when we were in the Taiwei Realm."

"Old Ancestor, tell me," Dong Liu asked, "The Wuliangzong is a very large sect, and it has swallowed up so many resources. Logically speaking, it should be stronger. Why is it helpless against the Yaozu?"

Yinrong also had the same question, looking at Chengyang Muqiu longingly, but Chengyang Muqiu was very leisurely, he pushed the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of Yinrong, and saw him eating, then said slowly: " Sometimes doing something is not necessarily impossible, but impossible.”

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Dongliu laughed: "I can't figure out your riddle, Patriarch."

Silver Velvet also puffed out her cheeks—the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth hadn’t been swallowed yet—and asked hummingly, “What are you talking about?”

However, Chengyang Muqiu made up his mind to act like an expert, and refused to explain clearly. He used spirit stones to 'subsidize' Dongliu, and asked him to go to the gambling shop to continue to 'find information'. He affectionately wiped off the sugar cake stains at the corner of Yinrong's mouth with his thumb, and said, "Some things need to be kept secret, so it's not convenient to tell Daoist Dongliu."

Yinrong instantly understood: "Yes, my master has a big mouth."

Chengyang Muqiu laughed, "But I can tell you."

Yin Rong suddenly felt that she had received great trust, and she couldn't help but sit upright, her big tail behind her buttocks also rolled forward, and she leaned slightly: "You think I have a strict mouth?"

In summer, the cicadas were singing, and the young man was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo couch, under the lush greenery, with iced crispy cheese and colorful refreshments in front of him, a little white glutinous rice flour on his lips, and watery amber eyes. Looking forward, the fox ears on the top of the head and the tip of the curled tail are fluffy, making the whole person soft and waxy, sweeter than the sugar cake on the plate.

Chengyang Muqiu couldn't help pinching Yinrong's white face, and accidentally pinched a little red mark, Yinrong was wagging his tail and waiting for the answer, and didn't bother with him, so Chengyang Muqiu also coughed lightly , pretending nothing happened, and replied: "I don't think your mouth is strict."

Silver Fleece: "?"

Yin Rong was dissatisfied and was about to curl his lips when he heard Chengyang Muqiu say, "It doesn't matter whether you are strict with your mouth or not, as long as you want to know, I will tell you about everything."

"Because we are Taoist couples, we shouldn't hide anything."

Silver Fleece: "..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Damn it, your ancestors are really getting better and better. How can you talk about love in the same way? In fact, strictly speaking, this is not a love talk, but it is so comfortable to listen to.

Chengyang Muqiu: "It's not that the Wuliangzong is incapable of annihilating the Yaozu, but that they don't dare. If I'm not mistaken, they have exchanged songs with the Yaozu. The evidence of the alliance between the two parties has caused Wuliangzong to be cautious and dare not do anything to them. But the two of them have joined forces to get what they need, and Wuliangzong's purpose is naturally to defeat Taiwei."

"Since I became the head of the sect, Taiweijing has always targeted Wuliangzong. Fan Guhong hopes that I will die without a place to be buried. Taiweijing will never recover."

Yinrong thought for a while and said, "Then you directly abandoned the position of head and took me away. You didn't die, and Taiweijing didn't suffer a particularly big loss. Isn't Fan Guhong going crazy with anger? It’s really amazing, retreat is the way to advance, brother Muqiu, you are so clever!”

Chengyang Muqiu said seriously: "If it's not for these things, I won't abandon you. I, Chengyang Heng, will never abandon Yinrong."

Yinrong felt that the sweetness of today's serving exceeded the standard, and it was okay, and even wanted to transform into its original shape on the spot, rolling all over the floor.

But he still maintained his image in front of his Taoist companions, suppressed the joy in his heart, and asked reservedly and solemnly: "That is to say, before those people 'forced the palace', they were colluding? No wonder those monsters deliberately called me on the street 'Young Master', Wuliangzong came to the door not long after."

However, Yinrong's small expressions and movements couldn't be hidden in Chengyang Muqiu's eyes, but Chengyang Muqiu didn't say anything, but his tone became more gentle. Zhu Tian: "Maybe earlier. In any case, Wuliangzong took advantage of it but didn't do anything. It has already aroused public anger. Let's just see how embarrassed they are."

Yinrong: "Then shall we take this opportunity to do something?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "There is something to do."

Yinrong knew that her Taoist companion would not really retire obediently and be slaughtered by others, so she was eager to try: "What to do?"

Chengyang Muqiu: "Be your Nirvana Yusui."

Yinrong: "………………………" No, it's so annoying.

Chengyang Muqiu: "Actually, there are other options. Hasn't it been a long time since we both cultivated?"

It's been a long time, as long as a day.

But Yinrong really didn't want to continue carving stones anymore, it was too boring, so she bit her lips, made up her mind, and grinned at Chengyang Muqiu, revealing a mouthful of brilliant white teeth, and dressed in a crimson robe of fox fur , fall as you like.

At this time, the gate was closed tightly, and even the fat and puppet servants in the yard were resting in the corner, and no one disturbed them at all.Seeing the red clothes falling down to the ankles, and the white and powdery bare feet stepping on the robes, the warm and fragrant nephrite rushed into her arms unexpectedly.

"That's right, that's right," Yinrong reported up, leaning into Chengyang Muqiu's ear, and said in a provocative voice, "Without dual cultivation for a whole day, the exercises will become unfamiliar."

"Let's practice practice."

Chengyang Muqiu rolled his Adam's apple, his face was calm, but his voice became hoarse: "Okay."

A charming room.

And unlocked a new location, the courtyard.

Different from the fairy days of Chengyang Muqiu and Yinrong, Wuliangzong is precarious, and the turmoil is getting more and more troublesome - because the progress of fighting the demon clan has made new progress:

Liuxue Phoenix Hall, a small sect who defected from Taiwei Realm and defected to Wuliangzong, accomplished a great event.

Liuxue Phoenix Hall is famous for controlling spirit pets, and has a special ability to communicate with monsters. Therefore, it has an advantage over other factions in dealing with monster clans and inquiring about monster clan news. They have broken through the biggest problem today with the fastest speed ——Inquired about the lair of Shifangsha, the leader of the monster tribe who was in the turmoil.And publicized the results of this battle to everyone, now many sects and casual cultivators are forcing Fan Guhong to personally annihilate Shifangsha.

Shifang Sha is different from the unnecessary "Young Master of the Monster Race". He is a real participant. He has appeared more than once to torture and kill monks. Many people are deeply impressed by him.

Wuliangzong has been evading it before, and it also used the excuse of "Shifangsha's whereabouts are uncertain", but now that even the lair has been found, it should naturally be wiped out by the most profound masters, just like 300 years ago, Chengyang Muqiu was alone Breaking into Luwu Mountain, single-handedly bloodbathed the lair of the demon king Xiangmei.

Because Fan Guhong did not leave for a long time, the voices of dissatisfaction with him became louder and louder. Some people even looked back at the feats of the ancestor Chengyang and compared the two frequently, giving Fan Guhong an apt nickname "The Braveless" ".

It is unknown how Fan Guhong annoyed others, but he quickly gave a reasonable reason.

His deeply affectionate wife, Fang Shuyun, the eldest lady of the Nanshan School, was approaching her birthday again, and he couldn't get away because he needed to send spiritual power to his Taoist companion all the time to keep her alive.

As soon as this news came out, those voices of opposition miraculously subsided a lot.

It turns out that the story of Master Fan and his virtuous couple has long been a good story in the cultivation world. Back then, he was an unknown and poor boy, but he won the heart of the eldest lady of the Nanshan School. Miss Fang resolutely married Mrs. To Fan Guhong, and Fan Guhong did not disappoint her infatuation, and he was very upbeat. Not long after the first battle between immortals and demons, he took over the head of the sect and carried forward the Wuliangzong along the way.

Although he is the head of the sect now, he has never been willing to mess with flowers, and has always treated his wife with respect as a guest.

The higher the cultivation base, the longer the lifespan, while the lower cultivation base, when the life limit is reached, if they cannot break through, they can only wait for death.

But there are other ways to extend life, such as enchanting monsters, which can absorb yang energy to extend life, but that is a crooked way, and the wife of the decent head of the famous family naturally does not and does not bother to do it.The other, more common, and rarer, is that someone else willingly sends spiritual power to keep her alive.

Everyone knows that the wife of the head of the Wuliangzong sect, every few years, her husband must consume her true energy to renew her life, supplemented by the expensive "Zhuyan Pill", so she still has the image of a beautiful woman.

Everyone in the world sighs that "I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals", but this matter also has disadvantages, that is, those who output spiritual power will not be able to recover their depleted cultivation for a long period of time. At this juncture, it is very difficult to handle.

Everyone can't force Fan Guhong, who just delivered spiritual power to his wife, to die.

"It's time for his wife's life to be exhausted, this old thing mustn't have been done on purpose." Dong Liu commented on this.

Yinrong didn't have a good impression of the head of Fan, so he didn't hesitate to speculate on him with the greatest malice: "Yes, yes." But he still asked: "What do other people say?"

With a "tsk", Dong Liu pulled out the gourd plug, took a sip of wine, and said angrily, "Many people believed him and said that this matter should not be rushed for a while. After all, his wife's affairs have been like this for so many years, especially Those girls in the Hongxiu Building are even speaking for him, saying 'Easy to get a priceless treasure, rare to have a lover', tsk tsk tsk tsk, why don't I believe it, it's really hypocritical!"

Silver Velvet echoed: "Hypocrisy!"

Chengyang Muqiu, who was making tea with peace of mind, suddenly said, "Senior, have you gone to Hongxiu Tower?"

Dongliu let out an "ah" and said, "I went back yesterday to get some things, and chatted with my sisters by the way."

Chengyang Muqiu nodded, and said to Yin Rong: "Let's go too."

Yinrong: "Huh?" Doesn't he dislike going to the place of fireworks?It's not good to look at other beautiful girls, and it's not good to be seen by others. There are so many problems with Chengyang's vinegar jar.

Chengyang Muqiu said casually: "Go to see an old friend."

He smiled again and said, "Aren't you greedy for the pear blossom cakes from Hongxiulou? Before leaving Pipa Town, I will take you to taste it."