Fairy gift

Then he slipped away.

The two ran for a long time, until they stopped by the river. They sat on the stone panting.

"Sang Yanxi, you can do it! I finally got angry." Jiang Du smiled deeply.

"Du Shen, did I bring disaster to you?"

Yanxi's face was full of obvious guilt, Jiang Dushen couldn't help frowning, "What do you say?"

"Every time I come to see you, I see that you are injured. Your father always beats you, and your stepmother and her children also target you everywhere. Is it because of me that you suffer this?"

"Idiot!" Jiang Dushen said, "You also said that my father, that vicious woman, and her two little beasts are bullying me, why did you blame yourself?!"

Yanxi lowered her head and said nothing.

He is often called by people who are disasters and disasters. After a long time, he also thinks that he is really a disaster. Fortunately, Jiang Dushen doesn't think he is a disaster.

Thinking of this, Yanxi felt warm in his heart, and he hugged Jiang Dushen tightly with open arms. He repeated Jiang Dushen's name excitedly, completely unaware that Jiang Dushen was being embraced by him at this time. How uncomfortable.

"Sang Yanxi, are you looking for death?!" A roar pierced the sky.

The Jiang family and the Sang family were family friends. After the collapse of the Sang family, the two families completely cut off contact, but Jiang Dushen always kept contact with Yanxi without telling his family members. For Yanxi at that time, he had a very bad temper. Jiang Dushen is his light.

Jiang Dushen always steals the steamed buns from home for Yanxi to eat.

He also told Yan Xi the stories he read from the scriptures.

Secretly hid the flute that my sister threw away, and at night went out of the dog hole in the yard to find Xixi, and played harsh music for him.

Even though he plays badly, Yan Xi can speak well.

Another two years passed.

There was a severe drought in the village, and there was no harvest in the fields.

Everyone was desperate and could only think of offering sacrifices to the river god. In order to show their sincerity, they decided to sacrifice Jiang Dushen, who had been fortune-told by wandering Taoist priests since childhood, and was destined to have a fairy fate, to the river god.

A large group of people tied Jiang Dushen to the river, and his biological father also acquiesced in asking him to sacrifice.

Only Yanxi cried and shouted to prevent them from throwing Jiang Dushen into the water.

He is just a child, he is no match for a group of adults, there is no other way but to hug Jiang Dushen tightly.

Seeing that the good time for offering sacrifices was approaching, those people went crazy and asked Yanxi to let go, but Yanxi didn't dare to let go, for fear that once he let go, he would never see Jiang Dushen again.Even when dozens of sticks beat him to pieces, he didn't let go, and when his head was broken, he still didn't dare to let go.

As a result, he and Jiang Dushen were thrown into the river together by them.

The river god didn't show up that day, but a celestial being with a white luan's whisk and a very spiritual mount came by his side.

He rescued Yanxi and Jiang Dushen, took them out of the village and into the fairy gate.

The first thing Fengwu Immortal Venerable did after accepting them as disciples was to give them new names, cut off the mortal fate for them and regain their lives, and Yanxi gave them the name Fangchen, while Jiang Dushen...he rejected Fengwu Immortal Venerable's offer. Good intentions, abandoning the Jiang family to keep the name Dushen, and always reminding myself that I need to be alone so as not to get hurt.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be a fragrant dust in his solitary body.

"Squeak—" The door was pushed open from the outside.

Tang Zhu held the mentality of trying, but he didn't expect the door to really open.Fang Chen's restriction on the door has disappeared. Could it be that he has been freed from his sorrow?

"master?"

He looked around for a week, and found that Fang Chen was nowhere to be seen in the study or the front hall, and finally found Fang Chen on the couch in the dormitory.

Fang Chen was lying straight on the bed, his long black hair was spread like a waterfall, his face was serene and serene, but the condition was to ignore the gloom between his brows.The brocade on the bed was neatly placed aside, without any trace of opening.Fangchen slept near the bed, with the box next to it, and his left hand was still resting on the box.

Yun Piaoji was puzzled: "Why are you still hugging the box while you're asleep?"

He didn't say that Tang Zhu really didn't pay attention to this problem.

Tang Zhu wanted to take the box away to let Fangchen have a good sleep, but as soon as his hands touched the box, he was bounced away heavily. There was an air flow around the box, and the air current sensed Tang Zhu and immediately bounced him away.

"The master cast a spell on the box." Tang Zhu spread out his hand, and there was a bright red crack on the palm.

Yun Piaoji: "No, it's not that the box has been casted with magic, but that the Fangchen Immortal Venerable has connected himself with the box, sensing that there is an external force involved, he will take the initiative to attack."

Hearing these words, Tang Zhu seemed to think of something, and his face paled instantly, "Could it be that the master used a forbidden technique? The breath of the living and the living can be connected by spells to achieve spiritual resonance, even if the other party has only one breath left. Mind resonance, then you can only use the forbidden technique of Xianmen."

"What are the consequences of using the forbidden technique?" Yun Piaoji asked sharply.

Tang Zhu spat out every word with difficulty and obscurity, "Cut off the spirit bones and break up the cultivation base, and you will never be able to step into the immortal way." Tang Zhu didn't expect Fang Chen to use forbidden techniques in violation of the door rules, although he can guess that he did it to investigate Find out the cause of Liuchao's death, and read what he saw and heard before his death so as to find the murderer as soon as possible.

But the price to pay is too great.

"I may now understand a little bit about Master's feelings for Master Uncle."

Yun Piaoji saw a glimmer of clarity in Tang Zhu's eyes, and more regrets and regrets followed.He regretted that Fangchen understood his feelings too late, and at the same time, he also felt sorry for his reckless dedication now.

Yun Piaoji walked behind him, covered his eyes with his hands, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be sad, your master's dedication will be rewarded in the end, you have to trust him."

After he finished speaking, he felt the eyelashes trembling slightly under the palm of his hand.

Tang Zhu smiled, and pulled his hand to see the already chaotic world again.He sneered in an unprecedented tone: "This matter has nothing to do with whether you believe it or not..." He sat beside the bed and forced to intervene in the barrier of the forbidden technique, his expression was so serious that he couldn't help being surprised. "I only know that only the dead can lie down, and the living must stand up. The master can rest for a while when he is tired, but I will quickly pull him up."

His thoughts are very simple and all expressed on his face, making people pretend that they don't understand even if they can't do it.

Yun Piaoji was worried about letting Tang Zhu take risks alone, so he followed him, letting his consciousness be sucked in by the white light that suddenly flashed in front of him.

87. The Mystery of Gathering

◎Brother, you have to listen to what your brother says...◎

A hundred schools of thought have written books and biographies in order to enter the world and save the world. The treasures of students are nothing more than books written with pens into swords, bamboo into walls, and painstaking efforts. It is a little tranquility under the flames of war, but it is easier to cause waves than water drops into the sea. .

Among the many books, the one that attracted the most attention was the secret art of gathering that came into the world from nowhere.In fact, the real name of the book is not Guiyuan, but Puppet Dragon. Later, it was misrepresented as a homonym of Guiyuan, and the word "Guiyuan" is just the way for the students to reach the sky, but it is also the prelude to the nightmare of the superiors.

All sects were forced to get involved in the battle, causing countless casualties.

fairy gate.

The head of the sect, Fengwu Xianzun, was originally a genius of the sky, but unfortunately he couldn't let go of his obsession in the last hurdle of his ascension. In the end, he failed in his ascension and could only stay in Xianmen. Close the door and don't ask about world affairs, quietly preaching and accepting karma to solve doubts.

After the Secret Technique of Gathering came into being, the disciples of the Jiuliu sect competed with each other, and the scrolls of the secret technique were scattered all over the mountains and rivers.But it is not easy to find the secret art in the vast mountains and rivers, not to mention the rumor that there are ghosts sealed in the scrolls of the secret art. Anyone who has seen it with their own eyes is controlled by the ghost, and their eyes are gouged out and disemboweled alive.

Only Xianmen can eliminate ghosts and recover the secret art of converging smoothly.They knelt and begged for three days and three nights in front of Luojia Mountain, but Fengwu Xianzun was still unmoved by it, but Fangchen, who later had the title of immortal, agreed to their request for Fengwu Xianzun and was willing to go down the mountain to help them find him. Return to the secret volume.

When Jiang Dushen learned about this, he ran directly to Fangchen's room, and knocked down the bottles and jars on his table with a wave of his hand, smashing them all to pieces.

The sound of the room crackling like setting off firecrackers almost alarmed Feng Wu who was repairing on the peak.

When Fang Chen saw him lose his temper, she felt a little unhappy, and said angrily, "Did you come here just to go crazy?"

"Hmph, there is already a fool in this room, do you mind adding another lunatic?" Jiang Dushen mocked him unceremoniously.

Fang Chen and Jiang Dushen have known each other since they were young, so they know his temper well, he can even beat around the bush when he sarcastically speaks to outsiders, and he still speaks bluntly to his own people for fear that the other party will not understand, Fang Chen can bear this awkward temper.

"No matter how stupid I am, I still know what the righteousness of the world is. If I don't take back the secret scroll, I'm afraid there will be more bloody storms in the world..." As he spoke, his momentum became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't help but watch Jiang Dushen's dark eyes His voice trembled slightly, and the feeling of being seen through his bones was stuck in his throat.

He was heartbroken, closed his eyes, raised his neck and said: "Anyway, the master has agreed to this matter, unless he tells me not to go, otherwise you will persuade me."

"..." Jiang Dushen remained silent.

"The cause of the incident was indeed my recklessness, but I don't regret agreeing to them. Since I am a member of the cultivation world, I must do my best to save people. Besides, it is about faith. I will never renege on my word and lose weight! So, don't try to persuade me to give up. Thought."

When Jiang Dushen heard that the one on the left was saving people and the one on the right was faithful, Jiang Dushen felt blue veins on his forehead. He raised his fist and beat him while saying, "I'm too lazy to persuade you to be stubborn. I advise you? Do you want to give up?" The beauty! Instead of wasting saliva to persuade you and me