Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(six)

The little bastard has gone against the sky.

Qingqi circled around, Fang Yanchu subconsciously wanted to force out the evil spirit that did not belong to him, but Qingqi turned around, instead of driving out the handful of evil spirit, he hugged the evil spirit and rubbed it, as if treating it as a Like one of our own.

Seeing it, Ji Qianshan immediately started giggling, jumped up and ran out happily: "Little uncle likes me."

Like a fart!

Fang Yanchu touched the new mole on his earlobe. This ray of evil spirit was as strong as his master, exuding a cool atmosphere, but it firmly occupied the territory, and was stunned by the fresh air all over his body. I squeezed out a place of my own, but it didn't seem to be harmful.

Forget it, just keep it.

Fang Yanchu's ability to live for such a long time largely depends on his mentality. If he can ignore things, he will naturally go straight to the bridge. Anyway, a monk who has reached his level can retreat for a hundred years. Few things in this world last for a hundred years. Time can't fix it.

At least Fang Yanchu thought so. It wasn't until Ji Qianshan brought back the same kid for three consecutive days that he realized that some people in this world exist to force you out of your comfort zone.

"Is the school so unsafe now? It's been three days, let him go back where he came from." Zhou Jidao wiped Ji Qianshan's bad luck while holding a talisman. Imp posted.

"He doesn't seem to be willing to leave." Ji Qianshan pulled out the little ghost from behind, and looked down at him, "It looks like a living soul, I don't know which child got lost."

"Living souls dare to enter the gate of Lingyun Palace?" Zhou Jidao looked back at the vermilion gate of Lingyun Palace. Behind the gate, there is a formation that has been passed down by Lingyun Palace for an unknown number of years. It was specially moved down from the back mountain back then. , Do not get close to the living soul.

Ji Qianshan tugged at his schoolbag, glanced at the gate, and smiled: "Maybe it's because he's hiding behind me?"

"Really?" Zhou Jidao took a few glances at the gate. These two gates are more effective for all kinds of souls than the sun. Since he entered the gate, he has never seen any ghosts floating around. Even the ghosts who used to live here all ran two streets away.

"Little Uncle——" Ji Qianshan was not very patient with Zhou Jidao at first, and when he saw Fang Yanchu coming out, he threw the kid away and ran towards the door of the main hall quickly.

But the pure speed of human beings is completely inferior to the speed of ghosts, and the one that is faster than Ji Qianshan is that little living soul.The child didn't know where the sharp eyes came from, so he rushed towards Fang Yanchu, hugged his leg and began to rub it back and forth.

"! Hey!" Ji Qianshan squeezed the kid's collar from behind, and pulled the kid out like a tug-of-war, "Get out of the way! This is my place!"

Fang Yanchu still let the two people fight on his lap, and said to Zhou Jidao: "In two days, you have a senior brother who will come back to cross the tribulation. You can make arrangements to open the back mountain gate and let him in."

Fang Yanchu didn't know how many junior uncles he had been. All the master-student relationships in his school were not counted. They were all according to his name, so the whole school was Zhou Jidao's senior brother.

When Zhou Jidao first entered the Lingyun Hall, Fang Yanchu pointed to the roster in the hall to introduce the characters to him, saying "this is your senior brother", "this is also your senior brother", "this is still your senior brother", Zhou Jidao I have to raise the seniority of these seniors one by one in my heart.

"Hey, okay." Zhou Dao didn't ask who it was, anyway, those who can accurately predict the time of crossing the catastrophe are basically three generations higher than him, so it's fine to be the ancestors.

After explaining the matter, Fang Yanchu lowered his head and took a look: "Where did you bring back such a living soul with so much resentment?"

With a glance, he could see that this little living soul was full of resentment, but it was hidden in the shadow of Ji Qianshan, who was more evil, so he didn't see it. The breath washed away the resentment.

"In the school." Ji Qianshan finally pulled out the living soul, and pressed his shoulder to prevent him from moving. "Our school is very interesting. There is a three-corpse soul-gathering array hidden underneath."

When he said this, he was full of smiles, and he was still holding the living soul under his hands, completely looking like a devil, and he really couldn't find any anger on his body.Fang Yanchu had already begun to doubt whether the poor child he saw that day was a hallucination.

Ji Qianshan pointed out the origin of Xiaoshenghun in one sentence, and it was like lifting the evil seal he put on Shenghun.The resentment from Xiaoshenghun broke through the seal in an instant, and his normal appearance began to gradually change.

The thin and short hair grew along the shoulders to the waist in an instant, the complexion turned pale from the hands, the limbs were twisted and trembling, the forearm was almost twisted at a ninety-degree angle with the upper arm, and the two canine teeth grew beyond the lips. It turned into two huge fangs, and drops of yellow-green saliva dripped from the sharp teeth to the ground. It didn't look like a human being, but was no different from a wild beast.

Not only the appearance, but also the strength has also been qualitatively improved.Fang Yanchu could even see the blue veins protruding from the skin of the living soul. He was using all his strength to resist Ji Qianshan's suppression.But it was obvious that Ji Qianshan could hold him down with one hand, and he could even spare time to talk to Fang Yanchu: "Did you find out when the little uncle went last time?"

of course not.

The last time Fang Yanchu went to send Ji Qianshan off was in the morning. When the yang energy was rising, he only stayed in a place full of people's voices. With Fang Yanchu's current strength, let alone the three corpses gathering souls, even a top-level monster You can hide even if you stay there.

But after all, it happened under his own nose, saying that he didn't realize that it was not Fang Yanchu's style, he raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to just suppress him like this by breaking his seal?" Grabbing a handful, I squeezed out a clear balloon to stuff Xiaoshenghun into it.

"No." Ji Qianshan shot suddenly, grabbed his wrist, and grabbed the small ball of Qingqi from his palm, "You can't give him the Qingqi unless you tell me clearly. Little Martial Uncle Did you find out?"

"..." Fang Yanchu was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head, "No..."

Since the underworld fire disaster thousands of years ago, part of his memory and [-]% of his power have been sealed away. Apart from retaining the false name of a saint, he can hardly suppress the monastic world.Today's monastic world is divided and involved too much with the human kingdom. In fact, Fang Yanchu is largely to blame.

Even if he recuperates for 1000 years, he can only guarantee to maintain the status quo, and support himself not to die while shouldering his own responsibilities.

Fang Yanchu originally thought that Ji Qianshan would have a big reaction when he heard this, but unexpectedly he blinked and suddenly lowered his head and muttered softly: "Master, I'm sorry."

His voice was very low, almost inaudible, as if the words were blown away by the wind as soon as he uttered them, even Fang Yanchu, who was close at hand, couldn't hear them clearly.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Ji Qianshan quickly collected his emotions and raised his head. He pinched the clear balloon in his hand and hid it with one hand. , and then swallowed the small ball of fresh air in one gulp, "Uncle Master has never given me the fresh air, so don't give it to him."

He didn't consider the thoughts of other people in Lingyun Temple when he was cruel to the living soul. For example, Zhou Jidao, he just finished arranging the matter of the senior's crossing the catastrophe, and when he turned his head, he saw the little living soul who was still alive and kicking just now. Tongue out and dizzy: "Fuck! What is this?"

"The living soul just now," Ji Qianshan replied, pointing at the living soul that fell to the ground, "The talisman you just pasted is still on it."

The talisman posted by Zhou Jidao is an exorcism talisman, at most it can deal with lost children, but it is almost like scratching an itch for evil things gathered by this formation.In such a short period of time, the talisman paper was almost corroded by the resentment of the living soul, and Zhou Jidao could only see its original shape from a corner of the talisman paper.

Zhou Jidao circled around the monster transformed from living soul twice, touched his chin and pondered, "What is this? I've never seen it before. The thing you brought back is so evil?"

"Three Corpses Gathering Souls, very few people use this formation now, it's normal that you haven't seen it before."

The three-corpse soul-gathering array is a formation that was researched and created by human ascetics when humans were first born. It was originally intended to use the feature of human beings to resurrect humans, and was used on a large scale in ancient battlefields.But the souls that are used repeatedly will eventually become very fragile, and most of them cannot be reincarnated.So after the unanimous consent of the Penglai immortals, the relevant materials were completely destroyed.

As for the formation in Ji Qianshan's school, it is probably not the real three-corpse soul-gathering formation, but a technique similar to gathering evil souls, so the small living soul that is the core of the formation has been changed into this.

If this goes on like this, let alone resurrecting humans, when the power of the formation disappears completely, the little living souls fed by the evil souls will completely lose contact with their own **** and become real ghosts.

Fang Yanchu felt terrified when he thought about it carefully. Even if a small incident happened within his sphere of influence, it would be made a big fuss by the monastic community. If something happened, Lingyun Palace would become the target of public criticism.He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "It's hard work."

He squatted down and took a closer look at the living soul that was no longer human. From the messy hair, he could still vaguely see the eyebrows and eyes of the human period.However, the outline of the living soul's face has begun to deform. This is the last step of the fusion period of the evil soul. After this stage, he will not be counted as a living soul at all.

Fang Yanchu put his hand on Shenghun's body, patted it lightly twice, and sighed: "It's because of me."

Now his strength has been greatly reduced, and he is hated by others because of his false reputation as a sage of the heavenly way. The only people around him who can use him are Zhou Jidao and a group of little Taoist boys.For thousands of years, he has devoted himself to retreat, just like a stone in Lingyun Temple. Groups of ascetics passed by him. At this moment, his relatives and friends are thousands of miles away, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a lonely family.

After that, he stood up and looked at Ji Qianshan: "You...would you like to learn from me?"

Ji Qianshan was stunned for a moment, his hands stopped in the air and made a forward movement, but he retracted for some unknown reason, he grabbed a handful of trouser legs helplessly under Zhou Ji's staring eyes, He whispered, "Can I?"

Since entering the Lingyun Palace, perhaps only his hesitation and nervousness at this moment are the most real. He is really like a helpless child, full of fear and longing in his heart.

Fang Yanchu smiled, stepped forward and patted his head: "Call Master."

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Zhou Ji said:? !Why didn't this good thing happen to me?