Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"I know Ye Di won't, because whether it's a pure yang spirit fetus or a ghost pupil, they are all dispensable in your heart. What you really want is... the emperor himself is right."

Before the words fell, Feng Changhuan was strangled by Yu Tianyin's neck with such great force that if he faced people with a real body now, his throat would have been twisted.

Enraged, Yu Tianyin roared like a beast that had been poked in the sore spot: "What do you think you are, that you dare to threaten me?"

"I said...it's not a threat, it's a deal."

Hearing what he said, Yu Tianyin's anger calmed down a little, and he let go of the helpless man.

"You're wrong. It's not a deal, it's a pleading. Asking for help requires the attitude of begging..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Changhuan unexpectedly took the initiative to bow his knees, without even a trace of humiliation on his face.

Although the man was kneeling in a begging posture, his back was straight and he didn't even lower his head.

Yu Tianyin looked playfully at the good son Di Tianyao had single-handedly trained in front of him, and suddenly found that his preferences were surprisingly similar to his own.

"Forget it, seeing you make such a sacrifice, I can't bear to make things difficult for you. Leaving aside the matter of ghost pupils, how did you know what I want?"

Feng Changhuan is so smart, and sighed: "Early back when you went to Jiuchongtian to reject the emperor's imperial seal and invited you to fall into the ghost realm of the netherworld to be the emperor, I knew that love in the world is nothing more than born of love. With the consciousness of sacrificing oneself to improve others, there must be unspeakable love for him.”

"Oh? According to what you said, you are doing the same to Chang Tianjun? I only see your wishful thinking towards him, but I don't see him responding at all. Is it worth it?"

"Everyone only sees my devotion to him, but I can't forget everything he gave me. As early as the beginning of fate, the person who chose me by surprise, and the person who replaced me at the end, regardless of his life, are both He. People in the world only know that I saved Yu Xingzhi, but they don’t know that it was Chang Tianjun who saved Fahuajun. It’s okay to wait for a rabbit in the long cycle of reincarnation, this is what I owe him.”

Yu Tianyin was dumbfounded, and was moved by the two people's feelings for a moment. After pondering for a long time, he asked: "What are you planning? Admit your mistake to Di Tianyao and be an obedient and sensible son again. Even he can live in peace." , why bother?"

"Probably...it is the Chang Tianjun who was hidden in my heart and loved like a treasure after Tuna was selflessly gifted. Before that, he never knew that he was so important to me, and even I didn't know... I, spoiled by him, have become greedy, and I am no longer satisfied with the alienated and comfortable days before. Once the lust is taken seriously, it will take root and sprout, and the whole heart will be wrapped in vines, and nothing else can be stuffed in. I don’t want to be with him For the rest of my life, I will stop at master and apprentice brother, and one day I will stand beside him and tell the world that this person is mine."

His sincerity and love moved Yedi Yutianyin, not only let him return to Yang and reconnect with the people of Xinnian, but also stepped out of the gate of the ghost domain, and came to the imperial capital of the mortal realm to retract the ghost pupils.

Looking forward to the journey in front of the snow mist city gate every day, I saw the return of the soul and body of the man from a distance, dragging the reluctant years and dust all the way back to the palace city, guarding the sleeping body of the man, using a pair of warm His little hand covered the cold fingertips for the man.

When Feng Changhuan's primordial spirit returned and finally woke up, he pursed his lips and hummed angrily and went elsewhere.

Sui Chenyue said: "He was angry at you for leaving without saying goodbye. Since you left, he hasn't said a word, but he has followed your instructions and memorized every word of the poem and book. Write it silently several times. When I can't get back to you, I become irritable and lonely, and I often shut myself in the room and cry silently. It seems that it is really as you said, the little wolf cub will really love his family."

Feng Changhuan, whose soul had just returned to his body, was pale, and before he could rest for a while, he went out to find Qi and ran away, hugged him in his arms, and kept apologizing.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, it's Master who shouldn't have left you behind, made you feel sad, made you worry about me, I'm sorry... I won't do it next time, Master will take you with me wherever I go in the future, okay?"

Xingzhi was still bulging with anger, but he also felt a little relieved that he was not hindered, and didn't know how to express it, so he recited the poems and books that the man confessed one by one.

"Zi's soup is on top of Wanqiu. Xun is affectionate but hopeless. Kanqi beats drums and is below Wanqiu. There is no winter or summer, and he is worthy of heron feathers. Kanqi beats fou, the way of Wanqiu. There is no winter and no summer, and it is worth the heron."

"Little idiot, don't want you to memorize this song. Come and memorize "Shangxie" instead."

"Shangxie, I want to get to know you..."

Just recited a sentence, tears fell like rain when he walked and stopped, and fell into Feng Changhuan's arms, murmuring indistinctly: "I know you well, I know master... don't let master take risks for me..."

Seeing the man comforting the crying child at a loss, Sui Chenyue quietly passed by, and he did not forget to say: "It is good to know the king, but you know that the heart of Lianzi is bitter, and so is Lianhua."

It's bitter...it's destined to be bitter all your life.

As Jiuqiantui said, even if Yu Tianyin came in person, he still couldn't take off the ghostly eyes of Xingxing.

"Either become a blind man who can't see the light, or bear his fate until he dies. Don't be obsessed with it anymore. If you take him to retire earlier, you can enjoy a few more years of happiness. People, after all, can't beat the sky."

But how can Feng Changhuan be a person who obeys the destiny?

Seeing that Jiuyou Huahai was at a loss, he visited Taoxijian of the Eastern Sea Medicine School for help, but unfortunately, even Patriarch Yikui couldn't think of a way to keep his eyesight.

Just like when he had no choice but to fall into the evil way and grow back into Tianjun, Feng Changhuan worked hard to practice the method of easy return, and finally passed the heavy fate that he had to bear on himself before he died, and bore the innocent charges for him And grievances, ups and downs by the Kyushu group.

At that time, Feng Changhuan was powerless, but luckily Jiumengjun Liu Changting was able to deal with him, and Xingzhi took the opportunity to take him away from the battlefield. When he arrived at the Buddhist sect, he confessed to Master Xuyun and Xuannan with his last breath. Funeral.

"Erase Xingzhi's memory of the past seven years, let him spend the rest of his life in the Buddha Sect, and stop meddling in world affairs... Without me to protect him, he will suffer in the end. I only hope that I will die in exchange for Emperor Zun and Xiujie No more searching for Chang Tianjun's whereabouts. Old monk, please... help me one last time..."

Master Xuyun couldn't bear to say more, looked at the bloody man with tears in his eyes, and nodded in response.

XuanNan, who turned into a void, squatted in front of him and asked the most insignificant words.

"Do you regret it?"

"How could..."

"It's good if you don't regret it, I will help you with the rest, so go with peace of mind."

After finishing speaking, he closed Feng Changhuan's eyes, and secretly directed a crimson stream into his chest, keeping his last breath.

Then he buried him at the foot of Wuxiang Mountain, pushed the distraught Yu Xingzhi into Master Xuyun's arms, and watched the old and the young slowly walk up the thousand steps.

No one knows that Xuannan, who has not recovered his spiritual power and foundation, stayed in front of Feng Changhuan's grave for three days, or chatted with him in front of the unlettered tablet, or leaned on a high branch for a few drinks, until the imperial court. Tianyin came after hearing the news.

"How long has he been dead?"

"Not dead, not alive."

XuanNan stretched, jumped from the forest to the man, walked around the man with his arms around his chest, looked up and down, and then stopped in front of the stele.

"Bring him back to Huahai now, maybe there is a possibility of resurrection. The Nether Ghost Pupil was transferred to him by the Yihui technique. The little monk thought that even if it was for selfish desires, you Yedi Yutianyin should take him away. yes."

"Oh?"

"Don't think that you can hide things that others can't see. Don't say that it's difficult to tell. Even the Fahua Lord back then didn't have the ability to split the sky. It's clear that you did this thing yourself to disturb the cultivation world. Unfortunately, he has been blamed, and taking him back can give Jiu Chongtian an explanation, and it can also stop everyone in the cultivation world from saying that it is beneficial and harmless, will your Royal Master miss it?"

At that time, Yu Tianyin hung his palm in front of the grave, and clasped his five fingers tightly. With a loud noise, a hand stained with black blood stains suddenly protruded from the grave.

"He died in such a miserable state, and you didn't clean him up."

"Who dares to touch Yu Xingzhi's pure and pure master? In the future, when Chang Tianjun's consciousness wakes up, and he remembers that the little monk once knew how to deal with the wind, can the little monk still survive?"

Awakened from death, Feng Changhuan dug up the thick soil covering his body with both hands, crawled out of the grave with stiff limbs, tilted his head and looked at the two people in front of him, he had lost his original soul, and became a person who could only obey A living corpse controlled by Yu Tianyin.

"It's not easy to find a person's soul from Huangquan, you bald donkey will really cause trouble for people. Before that, he has to swallow the blood of all living beings to be resurrected, which is really a headache."

Yu Tianyin leaned over and raised the chin of Feng Changhuan, who was kneeling on the ground. It was uncomfortable to look at a pair of lifeless blood eyes, so he simply patted the man's head and let him go down the mountain by himself.

XuanNan asked, "Is he still conscious now?"

"Who knows for sure. If the Buddha sect got the news that the ordinary people at the foot of the mountain were slaughtered by demons soon, it would mean that he lost his mind. If he really became a walking corpse, not to mention Feng Changhuan, even Fahua Lord Can't stop the bloodthirsty urge."

"Before and after reviving him, what other plans does Yuzun Lord have?"

"The plan? Let the Xuanji Tower persuade Jiu Mengjun, who had a romantic relationship with him, to contain Feng Changhuan for several years in the name of suppression, and release him when the time is right for my use."

Saying that, Yu Tianyin opened his hand, and out of his palm flew a colorful butterfly transformed from spiritual power, flapping its wings, and slowly flew into the sky.

"The matter of splitting the sky was caused by me being too hasty to kill him. This favor must be repaid, but in order to protect him, Yu Fuchen, and even the later Lord Chang Tian from uniting with me, I still had to do something to treat them badly. , such as... Let them turn against each other."

Xuannan smiled wryly, "Your Honorable Master is really sinister and vicious, the little monk sighs to himself."

"So what? It's time to let Jiuyou Huahai see the light of day again, before that..."

Whether they can be resurrected or not depends on one's own will and good fortune.