Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Yu Fuchen coughed weakly, his voice was weak, as if he would fall asleep again at any moment.

Yin Wuji imitated him and picked up a few lotus lanterns, but unfortunately his martial arts skills were too clumsy, and the lanterns he made were ugly as hell.

"This...forget it."

The man smiled at him, his pale face without a trace of blood, it was a bit scary, but his smile was so gentle that even a man like Yin Wuji wanted to get close to him for no reason, it was completely inconsistent with the image of the cold and powerful emperor in the rumors.

"Earlier, I was like you. I couldn't make this lantern well. When I woke up in the first year, I was worried that such an unsightly thing would make him dislike it, so I didn't come back in a fit of anger. I was very naive, but it was also my worst. I was afraid, so after that, I would wake up earlier every year during the Cold Clothes Festival, and hold the lotus lantern without sleep, for 18 years, of course it will look good."

"18 years... Will the person you waited for really come back?"

"Yes, he promised to come back, so he will definitely... I also owe him a meal of sweet-scented osmanthus root, and he also owes me a sunrise, blue sunset, yellow spring, the ends of the earth, he has to come back..."

Yu Fuchen raised his eyes to look at Yin Wuji who was fiddling with lanterns, and said again: "You are the best friend of the fleshy mouth."

"Meaty?"

"It's the only son of me and Chang Huan."

Speaking of this, Yin Wuji blushed a little, "It's so embarrassing to be called a close friend... But it's true, I'm the closest to him among my peers."

"You don't look like he is the same age."

Looking up and down at this tall and strong young man in black, Yu Fuchen saw the clue with his eyes.

"Did you lose your memory, just 18 years ago?"

Yin Wuji was taken aback when he heard the words, and nodded, "That's right, I was in Lingxue Palace when I woke up, and my memory was blank. It was Bai Qinghan who gave me a place to stay. He said that I have an extraordinary background, so I don't need to respect him as an elder. But he refused to disclose my origin, so I have never known my identity in these years."

"Where's the meat?"

"He, after that battle, he lost his parents and was adopted by Bai Qinghan and Mo Qianlin as a foster son, and he also grew up in Lingxue Palace. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have known him. His sword skills Both swordsmanship and swordsmanship are superb, Bai Qinghan said, there are absolutely no three people with his ability in this world, I don't say it, but I admit his ability in my heart."

As soon as Yu Beichen was mentioned, Yin Wuji couldn't stop talking.

Yu Fuchen listened to him with a smile, without a trace of impatience, but seeing his complexion getting worse, Yin Wuji realized that he had babbled for too long and exhausted the man's energy.

"I'm sorry, thinking that he is your son, you must be very concerned about his recent situation, and it will be endless if you are not careful... I am a bit stupid, in fact, he must have told you about these things, why should I come Say it one more time."

The man shook his head, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness.

"He never talked about the hardships he encountered. In order not to worry me, he seemed to live happily and indulge every day, but he was not. I guessed that his life was not easy, but I didn't expect it to be as lonely as you said , I think I owe him a debt, and I haven't been with him well all these years."

"He doesn't blame you. Bai Qinghan has told him a lot about you since he was a child and gave him correct guidance. Therefore, he can only be grateful to his parents."

"That's right, I should thank Xi Jun and Sect Master Mo...and you."

Unable to afford such gratitude, Yin Wuji repeatedly declined, and couldn't help but wonder, why would he thank himself?What I do is just to accompany, not a big deal.

During the conversation, a person came from a distance.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yin Wuji immediately got up and looked at the visitor like a child who has done something wrong, but Yu Fuchen said without turning his head: "Meatless, come and light the lamp for your father."

Yu Beichen walked past Yin Wuji with a cold face, and the latter asked in a low voice, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I didn't see your figure when I went back, so I knew that you went to the Lingxiao Tower with me. I didn't see you and my father in the tower, so I guessed that you left me to light the lamp for my father."

He squatted down, took the largest soul lamp from Yu Fuchen, lit the filament with spiritual power, and the lotus lamp emitted a soft light, illuminating the dim mountain stream.

"Father, you did it with me in previous years, why didn't you wait for me this year."

"Silly boy, isn't this waiting for you? Knowing that you will definitely come, isn't it good to hear some stories from him that you can't tell."

Yu Fuchen rubbed his head, and hugged his long-lost beloved son.

He exuded a cold air, and a familiar fragrance of lotus blossoms, and Yu Beichen couldn't remember being angry anymore, so he took another soul lamp and handed it to Yin Wuji.

"Forget it, you are allowed to come and light the lantern together this year as a special case. If father can come back, half of the credit will be yours."

The moment Yin Wuji took over the soul lamp, Yin Wuji seemed to see an illusory picture. It was the young Yu Beichen huddled in his father's arms, and his immature face with baby fat was brightly illuminated by the light, full of hope in front of his father. Put the soul lamp in the stream in the arms of her, and watched the bright light flow away with the water, gradually disappearing into the distance.

"Chang Huan, it's been 18 years, and our son has grown up. If you don't come back and let your son see you, it's shameful."

Yu Fuchen's voice pulled Yin Wuji back from the illusion, and he stood guard behind the man, lest he, who was weak, accidentally fall into the stream.

But because he was so close, he could clearly see that after the soul lamp that Yu Fuchen put down was blown away by the wind, there was a sudden ripple on the calm water surface, and the reflection of Yu Fuchen's face suddenly turned into a strange picture. Face, looking at people with connections, and smiling slightly.

For a moment, he could only think of using the word Fenghua Peerless to describe this person's appearance. It was a strangeness that he had never seen before, but also an indescribable familiarity.

He raised his eyes to look at Yu Beichen, and found that that was the difference between him and Yu Fuchen. Could it be that this person...is the lover that the emperor has in mind?

"Chang Huan, Chang Huan, are you back..."

Yu Fuchen stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched the water, the phantom disappeared before his eyes, and his disappointed face was still reflected on the water.

"Chang Huan, will you come back this year..."

Will you come back... Will you come back...

His voice lingered in the cold valley, went straight into the water, penetrated into Jiuyou, and his obsession echoed endlessly in the sea of ​​flowers.

The person sleeping peacefully among the flowers on the other side seemed to feel the call, and suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and looked blankly at everything in front of him.

In the sea of ​​flowers, the warm wind blows gently, blowing the branches and dancing, as if being in the sea of ​​blood, with endless ups and downs.

There is no day and night in the underworld, and it has been reflected by the Wangchuan River for a long time, and the three-foot sky with red clouds surging above it has become exactly the same black, and the blood moon hanging high in the sky is only a suffocating layer on the Jiuyou cage. The dangerous breath in the sky, what really illuminates the darkness are the ever-bright soul lamps that guide the way forward for the dead.

"behavior……"

Feng Changhuan, whose body had been reshaped, had just woken up and didn't know how to control his body. Just moving his fingers made him use up all his strength.

Seeing his masterpiece finally wake up, Yu Tianyin was deeply relieved, walked to his side, bent down and gently stroked his cool head.

"You did a good job. When you wake up, you don't have to worry about drowning in the repeated dreams. After a while, you can return to the human world."

"he and I……"

"Don't worry, he is fine. He has been recuperating in the Lingxiao Pagoda for 18 years, and the damaged foundation is gradually recovering, and he will be fine. As for you, your body is still unable to move freely. If you don't mind, you are waiting for a long time. In time, let me tell you what happened in the past 18 years."

Yu Tianyin was not good at telling stories, but fortunately during his lengthy narration, Feng Changhuan, who had been sleeping for 18 years, did not fall asleep again.

"Your son has grown up. He has been in the twelve states these years. Although he is the son of Mo Qianlin and Bai Qinghan in name, those who have fought with you all regard him as their own. I have been wronged."

In the First World War that year, the twelve prefectures of Xiujie were severely injured, and the human world, which was freed from the shackles of the Nine Heavens, finally ushered in a new life after experiencing labor pains.

Bai Qinghan reorganized Lingxue Palace, moving away from the Northland and closer to Tiandaomen. For this reason, Tiandaomen also moved into the pass, and the two became the closest sects in history. Thanks to Mo Qianlin's unremitting efforts Now, Bai Qinghan has escaped from the torture of the Cruciating Gu, so far it has been completed.

After escaping from danger, Yan Qiudao returned to Heshuo with members of the Yuehua family, closed the door and never saw anyone again in the name of recuperating, and handed a hand letter to Xiao Chen. No one knew what it contained, only that after that, the two masters resolved After years of conflicts, Xiao Chen had nothing to worry about, so he followed Jiang Chensha back to Wanshou Valley.

Earlier, Yu Beichen had traveled in the valley, and when he came back, he revealed some unknown and terrifying facts. For example, when Jiang Guzhu transformed into a human form, he rushed into Xiao Zongshi's room and beat him at night. Begging for mercy again and again, it seems that he often stays in Xiao Zongshi's room in the form of a blue python. Whenever this happens, that person cries even harder.

Regarding this, the young Yu Beichen had only one comment: "Guzhu Jiang is too insignificant. If I were him, I would stop beating people after they beat them to tears. How can I make people cry all night? It's just outrageous... ..."

"What did these old ghosts teach my son..."

Feng Chang was gasping for breath, and Yu Tianyin patted his chest repeatedly.

"Don't worry, he has been to many places, don't get angry too early."

Compared with other states, 36 Pei is the most peaceful sect.

Because Yi Wanshui protected the people of Xue Ai, and his father was also the head of 36 Pi, he decided to abdicate and go back to seclusion. Now Yi Wanshui has become the lord of a state, and Yangzhou City under the rule of 36 Pi is the most prosperous and peaceful capital in Xiujie .

At the moment when the identity of the Wuxiang Buddha Sect was exposed in nothingness, and Yu Fuchen fell into a deep sleep again, the group of dragons had no leader, and after all kinds of considerations, they had no choice but to elect an elder with high morals and prestige in the sect to take charge of the important affairs. Xiu also settled down to practice Buddhism, and seldom interfered with major external affairs.

However, Taoxijian of the East China Sea Medical School had to invite back the elder brother Ming Sinian, who had traveled around the world, because the patriarch Yikui was old and abdicated. The head of the family has become the new chief doctor of Taoxijian.

At first, I was worried about whether Buyinlou would not want to stay away from Shenzhou, but the former young master agreed to his succession to the great position, and even threatened to marry for love, and because of this feeling, Taoxijian no longer The silence was as dead.

Jiuyin Island, which is also located overseas, had to establish a new owner due to the loss of the island owner. Mu Lingxi was elected by the disciples as the acting head in charge of major events. He declined the kindness of the disciples many times, but he also knew that he must keep Mu Xinfeng alone. The sect in charge has now acted as the head of the sect for more than ten years.

In such a prosperous age, there is no longer any need to maintain a balanced force in the dark, so Yun Wuyu disbanded the Tingyu Tower, let Zongsuke return to Dongying, and returned to the bamboo forest where he and his father and... senior brother lived together. She lived in seclusion and never appeared again.

However, after all the events in Xuewu City regained its calm, a new emperor was established. After the Changming clan abdicated to the only son, Ming Zhijin's name was restored, and he took Gu Qingzhou to retreat to the mountains and forests together, guarding the burning peach blossoms at the beginning, and accompanied each other until they grow old. .

Minggong Shang, who was forced to take power, became the third Changming clan in history, focusing on being an enlightened monarch and bringing well-being to the people.

As for the unmentioned Kunlun and Mysterious Tower...

"Your elder brother and Liu Changting are really in love with each other. They have gone through a lot of ups and downs. Fortunately, they have achieved the fruit of consummation, and they are worthy of being with each other for these years. I am a clumsy person, and I can't tell the truth. If you want to delve deeper into the ups and downs of the plot, you can see it with your own eyes, and it probably ends here..."

"I...how did I..."

Yu Tianyin played with taste: "Want to ask how you came back to life? Your body is my puppet, as long as the soul is still there, there is the possibility of reshaping. You have to thank the flower god for having bones, he collected them. After your death, you will be able to wake up from the crystal dust scattered from your body, otherwise you will have to wait a few more 18 years to say for sure."

"Where is Di Tianyao! He, will he still..."

"Don't worry, he is in the Nine Netherworld, and he can't cause any trouble anymore. My brother, let me handle it myself, okay?"

Feng Changhuan didn't say anything more, because he believed that Yu Tianyin could give the original story a perfect ending after 18 years.

The man nodded slightly to him, thanking him for his trust, and then raised his hand lightly, Feng Changhuan's body floated in the air, rising to a high place like a soul.

"Follow his soul lamp and go back to the mortal world. This is not a place for you to stay for a long time. I promised Yu Fuchen that I would never set foot in the mortal world again, and I hope you will not come down to Jiuyou before I break the contract. I am alive and well."

"Yedi..."

"Farewell, the emperor of the world, and his wonderful lotus flower."

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