The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

"The No. [-] Hooligan in the World of Cultivation of Immortals" is a routine within a routine. It upgrades to fight monsters and change maps, and embraces a beautiful wife and concubine. There is nothing new in the plot.

As for why this routine novel became so popular, it is because of the unique personality of the hero Li Xiuran in this book.

Li Xiuran was a hooligan before crossing, he knew nothing but fighting and collecting protection money.

Although he leapfrogged to fight monsters after crossing, he didn't follow the routine of the male protagonist of Ending Novels who practiced steadily and improved his cultivation base. Instead, he inherited his hooliganism before crossing, and under the light of the protagonist's aura, he gave the enemy Prescribe drugs, lay traps, make stumbling blocks, and do whatever it takes to achieve the goal.

Such a low-level person who even has a problem with his character, travels through different worlds, marries one beautiful and excellent wife after another, defeats one after another the favored one after another, and wins in life. Li Xiuran is similar to the low-level little people on the itch of readers, making them very addicted.

But at the same time, there are also a large number of readers who feel that the hero's character is worrying and his behavior is disgusting.

From the initial conflict of opinion, the readers of the two parties gradually began to quarrel, from the comment area all the way to the social network. In this way, "The No. [-] Hooligan in the World of Immortal Cultivation" was lifted out of the circle by two groups of readers who disagreed.

It was also at this time that Xue Yu came to read this novel with a curious mind.

In the original novel, Yan Fangyu's death is regarded as a small climax of the plot.

As soon as this "little policeman"'s ability moves came out, Li Xiuran's Hei started a group carnival, saying that the male protagonist had done all kinds of bad things, and now the trial of Shangyan Fangyu would definitely die, even if there was a golden finger covering him It can't die, and its skin will peel off.

Although Li Xiuran's fans can't be regarded as a collective silence, their previous arrogant attitude has also subsided, and only a small group of hard-spoken people are still arguing, saying things like "the weak will eat the strong", "natural selection of the fittest" and "winners and losers" Kou" and the like.

When the plot progressed to the point where Li Xiuran was judged and beaten to a pulp on the highly anticipated stone platform, Li Xiuran fans were scolding, Li Xiuran black was boasting, the comment area exploded to an unprecedented height, and the article page did not respond several times.

The trending search on Li Xiuran's death has been spontaneously topped by readers.

Although everyone knows that it is impossible for the protagonist to die, it is still very happy to see him deflated.

Unexpectedly, when the new chapter came out the next day, not only did Li Xiuran not die, but his cultivation level increased dramatically, and Yan Fangyu, who had crushed and beaten Li Xiuran before, died instead.

Whether the readers are fans or blacks, one counts as one, they are all dumbfounded.

Li Xiuran's gangsters who couldn't accept it began to analyze.

It is impossible for Yan Fangyu to make mistakes in the judgment of heaven. In the end, Li Xiuran was resurrected with the golden light of merit all over his body, but Yan Fangyu added karma to his body, which meant that Yan Fangyu was killing someone who should not be killed.

Who is this guy?Obviously it was Li Xiuran.

Why does a villain like Li Xiuran who has done all kinds of bad things add merit to his body?Did he finally turn his back on the good?

Tang Seng had to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships to obtain the scriptures. It is really unfair for the bad guys to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Xue Yu couldn't chase after here.

In the second year, "The No. [-] Hooligan in the World of Cultivation of Immortals" was on the hot search again.

Xue Yu opened his eyes and found that the book was finally finished.

In the comment area, a few Li Xiuran blacks whom he was quite familiar with raised their eyebrows and said, "Sooner or later you will have to pay back when you come out to mess around", but Li Xiuran's fans were cursing and threatening to ask the author to refund the money.

Xue Yu became interested again, and picked up the novel again and began to read it.

But before he finished watching the ending, he died suddenly and crossed overtime one night while working overtime.

Xue Yu sighed after recalling the story about Yan Fangyu.

He only knew that Li Xiuran died in the end when he read the comments, but he didn't know how he died or why he died even if he had a golden finger.

In the evening, Yan Fangyu, who had been kidnapped by the old fool for two days, finally returned to Wuming Peak.

This man's robe was slightly disheveled, his temples were disheveled, and he looked a bit dusty. Fortunately, the blue gemstone forehead was still tied in the center of his forehead in a regular manner, so he did not lose his majesty's appearance.

Cen Shu looked up at his apprentice indifferently, then picked up a new cup from the tea tray and poured him a glass of water.

Yan Fangyu sat on the other side of the short table, drinking tea from a cup with one hand, and wildly shaking a fan with the other.This time he did not divination, but simply fanned the wind.

Xue Yu jumped out of Cen Shu's arms, walked around the short table and walked to Yan Fangyu's side, hooked Yan Fangyu's clothes with his claws and straightened his rumpled robe. ——No way, he just has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he can't see anything uneven.

His cheap master is a well-groomed person, he pays attention to his image when he sits and sits, and never let Xue Yu bother. Today is also the first time for him to help someone straighten their robes.

Yan Fangyu drank three bowls of hot tea in a row, and only then did he have the time to pinch a small piece of fur on the back of the snow leopard's neck and lift him up.

The leopard-shaped Xue Yu has been as if he has no legs since he came to Tianyanzong.

Around the neck is a restricted area for cats and cats. Although Xue Yu was not caught on the back of his neck by his cheap father, Xue Zhiyu's remaining body memory still prevailed.

He was lifted up by Yan Fangyu with his paw bent, and his big fluffy tail drooped under his body, so he could only call "Mimi" pitifully at Cen Shu.

Cen Shu hooked his fingers, and pulled the snow leopard back into his arms with magic tricks. He straightened the hair on the back of the neck and neck that was pinched by Yan Fangyu with his fingertips, and then smoothed the snow leopard's back in a comforting manner. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Yan Fangyu accusingly.

Xue Yu couldn't hold back the cat's instinct at all, and kept rubbing his head against Cen Shu's palm while acting like a baby.

Woohoo, fuck it.

In this materialistic world, only this wicked thing still has a little warmth for Leopard.

Yan Fangyu was swept away by Cen Shu's eyes, and he didn't express anything else. He only glanced at the leopard's tail wrapped around the latter's wrist, and said with a smile: "Master has listened to what my brother and I said, knowing how to raise two A little thing is around to relieve the boredom."

Cen Shu lowered his eyes and teased Leopard, but said nothing.

"Speaking of which, I remember that Master also had a snow leopard a hundred years ago, but it disappeared later."

"This is just his son."

"That's it." Yan Fangyu nodded, paused for a moment, and then said, "I see, Master, he doesn't seem very satisfied with my new junior brother?"

Did you see all this?

Xue Yu shivered, and lifted his leopard's ears from between Cen Shu's fingers, intending to listen to his cheap master's answer.

Cen Shu didn't stop patting Leopard's fingers, and only explained lightly: "I made a calculation before accepting him. This son is bad for his morals. After a few days of contact, he is indeed full of lies."

Xue Yu felt guilty, and shrank tremblingly into Cen Shu's cuffs.

"Degraded morality?" Yan Fangyu was surprised, "Then how did he pass the Asking Heart Stone?"

Cen Shu: "There is no response from the Asking Heart Stone."

Yan Fangyu's tone was slightly mocking: "It seems that the old antiques of these years should change the rules."

"And," Cen Shu pondered, "he is a beast cultivator."

"Beast cultivator? I didn't see that."

Cen Shu shook his head slowly: "Me neither."

Yan Fangyu tapped the palm of his hand with a fan bone: "I can't tell that he is a beast cultivator with the master's realm? This is strange, but I think he is just a beginner in the first stage, and his cultivation is mediocre. Or What is so special about his prototype?"

Cen Shu replied, "I never asked about his prototype."

Yan Fangyu smiled chicly: "My disciple of Tianyan Sect wants to know something, when do I need to ask myself?"

After finishing speaking, the gold-sprinkled folding fan was unfolded in his hand, revealing the continuous ink characters on it.

Xue Yu keenly felt that Cen Shu's originally calm and smooth movements suddenly froze, and when he spoke again, his tone was not as calm as usual: "Although my disciples of Tianyan Sect calculate the number of forty-nine, we should always be in awe of the way of heaven. heart of."

Xue Yu nodded in his heart.

Yan Fangyu died of his ego.

But even if it was said by Cen Shu, Yan Fangyu didn't seem to take it to heart.

He waved his folding fan, his tone slightly contemptuous: "Master has become more restrained since he was injured 800 years ago—huh? Its prototype..."

Yan Fangyu paused, and glanced at Xue Yu on Cen Shu's chest: "It's also a snow leopard."

"Snow Leopard?" Cen Shu's calm face finally loosened a bit.

Yan Fangyu smiled and said: "The Tianyan Sect was built on the Daxue Mountain, and there are often snow leopards near the snow line. It is not surprising that one or two can only cultivate a human figure and worship the Tianyan Sect nearby."

Cen Shu's expression seemed to soften a little: "No wonder Xiao Yu got close to him."

Yan Fangyu agreed very politely: "What evil can Xiao Baobao have?"

Cen Shu followed suit and nodded.

Can this all love Leopard & Leopard?Ancestor, what about your principles?

Xue Yu flicked his tail, and gave Cen Shu a flattering "Mi".

No, I'm a lot more mean-spirited.

"By the way, Master, today I stole some skills from Lao Dao." After Yan Fangyu said, he raised his folding fan in front of the two of them.

Xue Yu only felt that a domineering aura exploded in the hall, his eyes went blank and he couldn't see anything.

It was not the first time Snow Leopard had experienced such a situation, and he realized almost instantly that it was Yan Fangyu who summoned the causal line just like he did in the Rare Confused Peak today!

And he was wrapped in his causal line in Cen Shu's arms, so it wasn't that he couldn't see things.

Snow Leopard shook its tail, jumped out of Cen Shu's arms, looked up, and saw that the hall really looked like a coiled hole.

Countless silver-white lines of cause and effect wrapped Cen Shu layer by layer and extended in all directions, the number was several times that of Yan Fangyu.

Even if each causal thread is as thick as a spider's silk, there are too many of them to hold Cen Shu up like a silkworm chrysalis, and no one can be seen under the causal thread.

There are so many causal lines connected to Cen Shu!

Before Xue Yu finished sighing, the white glow in front of him dimmed, and the silver-white causal thread wrapped around Cen Shu's body suddenly turned blood red!

Yan Fangyu said in surprise: "Master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red causal line suddenly turned into gold again.

Next, under the watchful eyes of the three of them, the many causal lines on Cen Shu's body flickered in gold and red like the neon lights of a barber shop.

"This...how can the causal line change color?...Could it be that I can't get home by stealing the teacher?" Yan Fangyu was tongue-tied, "And the direction of this line...is mostly connected to people."

After Yan Fangyu reminded Xue Yu, Xue Yu realized that even if there were red lines of karma on the disciples in the gazebo, they all went from the top of their heads to the sky, which meant that the object of karma was dead.

And Cen Shu's head is not only golden and red, but most of the causal lines extending outward like a spider's web are also colored.

This means that there are so many people in the world—thousands of them are Cen Shu's karma and merit.

Xue Yu was surprised for a moment, and almost immediately realized that Qing Shi acted!

Cen Shu made a divination 800 years ago and leaked the heavenly secret, and those who benefited or were affected by the actions of the Qing Dynasty all had karma with Cen Shu.

Xue Yu has read the original book and knows the story behind the actions of the Qing Dynasty. It is not as simple as the history of major events, but sometimes it is merit and sometimes it is karma. What does this mean?

Xue Yu thought angrily, if he had known that he would be transmigrating into this book, he should have read the ending first!

Here, Cen Shu didn't know the entanglement in his little pet's heart, and a flat voice came from the light cocoon: "No problem."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand slightly, and the causal lines that were constantly changing colors disappeared.

His cultivation level is as high as Cen Shu's. Although he didn't deliberately ponder over such a small skill, he can naturally learn it after watching others do it once, and even draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

For example, at this time, Cen Shu only blanked out the golden and red causal lines, and those already silver-white causal lines were still densely connected.

Yan Fangyuchi questioned: "Master... but because of 800 years ago...?"

Cen Shu lifted the snow leopard back into his arms, stroked his back, and nodded slightly.

"This is a good thing for the well-being of the people of the world, but..." Yan Fangyu's words contained a lot of helplessness, which disappeared in the gradually lowered end, "Oh, forget it, let's not mention this-"

He paused, and then said: "Just now the thread was blocked, but I didn't see such a heavy causal thread attached to Shizun's body."

Yan Fangyu sighed like this, and raised his hand to touch the wrist-thick causal line in Cen Shu's heart with his fan bone.

Following Yan Fangyu's movements, the silver-white line of spiritual power swayed twice, revealing the next finger-thick causal line, which was connected to Yan Fangyu himself.

He teased and said: "It's more important than my karma as an apprentice. I'm afraid the master added a teacher's wife to us when the senior brother and I were not around?"

Cen Shu didn't seem to notice the line of cause and effect in his heart, but lowered his head to look at the snow leopard in his arms.

Yan Fangyu followed Cen Shu's gaze and looked down: "Huh? I didn't pay attention in class today. Why is there—"

His voice stopped abruptly, an extremely thick line of cause and effect—no, this is more appropriate to call it a pillar of cause and effect, and the white light almost enclosed the snow leopard inside.

At that time, Leopard Xue Yu was already dumbfounded, his eyes were fixed and detached, and the little vest floating in the sky seemed to be unable to attract his attention.

Both of them raised their heads together and looked in the direction where the thick and thin causal line extended.

A causal thread as thick as a wrist and as thick as a thumb was launched from the two remaining people in the hall, followed by a causal thread so thick that no one has ever seen it before or since, and disappeared into the night together.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Yan Fangyu tentatively opened his mouth: "Master, that direction is..."