Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

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What is the underworld like?

It is difficult for Hun Qing to give an answer, because it is true that as Ji Qianshan said, he was not able to enter the underworld like an ordinary person died, but fortunately he was not able to enter the demon.

The demon race is the same as the fairy race, they are both born and acquired.The Houtian Immortal Clan is a direction of practice for ascetics. After becoming an immortal, entering Penglai and becoming a part of Penglai is the direction of most ascetics.There are some exceptions, but those people didn't look down on becoming immortals.

The Acquired Demon Race is transformed from the Innate Demon Race, and the one with the lowest transformation efficiency is killed.If Hun Qing remains in a state of death and is possessed by demons, he will probably become the lowest level of demons, exhausting his life in a daze, and eventually his soul returns to heaven and earth.

No ascetic can look up to the demons who are not enlightened.Demons who have not yet enlightened are lower than ordinary spirits and even the most silent plants in the world.At that time, Hun Qing was rebellious and rebellious, even if his teacher said to kill him, he would kill him. With his pride, he would never allow himself to become the lowest demon.

"What should I do..." He was lying among the jagged rocks, a corner of the blue sky was reflected in his closed eyes.The sky is very blue, as calm as a mirror, and only a red sun hangs high above the mirror.

Soul Qing thought: Why is the weather so good today?

He hasn't completely died yet, thanks to a secret method of Lord Cantian.

The prototype of Santen-kun is a huge tree.As for what kind of tree?He really didn't know this, and Mr. Cantian rarely revealed his prototype, and the occasional two times his prototype was also very suitable for the name of Mr. Shentian.Towering into the clouds, towering trees, Hun Qing can only see a small branch when looking far away.

Since it is the body of vegetation, it is also a tree with roots.One of the skills of Lord Cantian is a life-saving method, but only the roots of Lord Cantian can be used.The usage of a tree is that as long as there is a tree root that is not broken, then the energy can continuously absorb nutrients from the ground to keep him alive.

It was the first time that Hun Qing was glad that he had done a good job. Not only did he kill Shen Tianjun, but he also mutilated his body. Not only that, he also pulled out the roots of Shen Tianjun and chewed them as a tonic.If it weren't for these tree roots hanging, Hun Qing would have died long ago.

Turning his head, what caught his eyes was a rock covered in blood.That was the place where he was bled for three days, and now it has gathered into a small puddle of blood.Under the blood puddle are all kinds of treasures that he stole from Lord Cantian. The unique brilliance of the treasures is broken into pieces, and the one floating on the blood puddle is particularly dazzling.

Hun Qing remembered that it seemed to be the jade pendant given to him by Lord Cantian, the five-color silk thread tied on that pendant by Lord Cantian himself on the Dragon Boat Festival in the world.He seems to have said: "Five-color silk sash can ward off evil spirits and bring you good luck."

Good luck didn't bring it, it's really a fake and shoddy product.

"We are really destined masters and apprentices." Hun Qing moved his eyes, stared at the five-color silk thread hanging on the ground for a long time, and thought, "The things you gave me are fake and shoddy. As for the master-student friendship, that's all. It can't stop my sword..."

"But you are not completely useless," Hun Qing moved her fingers, "Although you are useless in death, your roots are still protecting me from death. When I really die, I will tell you when I go down. A thank you."

Later, this thank you couldn't be said, because Hun Qing didn't die, and she wouldn't die a second time in this life.

The human world, Lingyun Palace.

"Little Master Uncle, it's snowing." When Lu Jingqiao came in with an umbrella, the snow had already fallen heavily, and the snowflakes fell on the eaves like broken jade, covering the sky and the earth with a fine layer of velvet.It is rare to see such a heavy snow in Chongming City. Most of the time in previous years, the snowflakes melted into a drop of water in the air.In the 30 years since Fang Yanchu woke up, he has only seen such heavy snowfall in Chongming twice.

The first time was the year when he just woke up, when he just came out of retreat, there was a heavy snowfall on Lingyun Peak.The snowflakes are as big as distinct goose feathers, falling slowly in the gentle wind, and falling on the hair of the person.Until the whole world is covered, quietly.When the sage left the customs, the heaven and the earth felt something, and a heavy snow fell for him, which was all regarded as a thank you gift 1000 years late.

The second time is this year.

"Master, are you cold?" Ji Qianshan was covered with a blanket, huddled next to the little sun and rubbed his hands, the little black cat meowed.The little black cat didn't dare to speak human words in front of Fang Yanchu, he was afraid that Fang Yanchu would be kicked out if he got upset.

But even if he meowed, it didn't prevent Ji Qianshan from picking up the nape of his neck and stuffing it behind his back.

Ever since he had a black panther at home, Ji Qianshan has been extremely disgusted with creatures that can "meow", but he has a feeling of "I and him are one and it seems not one" to the black panther. It seems that it is not very legitimate to attack one's inner demons, so he often loses his temper at the little black cat. The most common thing is to prevent the little black cat from entering the house in cold weather.

"Why don't you peel the cat's skin and make gloves for Master?" Ji Qianshan was not cold anymore, holding the little black cat by the back of his neck to admire his shivering appearance.

Fang Yanchu, who closed his eyes, gave Ji Qianshan a look, signaling him to let the little black cat go: "No need, I'm not cold." ——Xiao Lu, tell the Taoists that the morning class can be postponed for half an hour in the future .”

"Okay, little uncle. The morning class of the Taoist boys has been postponed for half an hour half a month ago, don't worry."

Fang Yanchu nodded reassuringly: "Yes. Who told them?"

"You don't know about that." Lu Jingqiao put a bowl of salad on the table, and leaned on the corner of the table to pick out the vegetable salad bit by bit, "These rules are set by the head of Zhou long ago, what time to do? All the boys know that in their hearts. ——Little Martial Uncle, Master Zhou...do you really not want to let him out? The back mountain is cold, and Master Zhou's cultivation level...I'm afraid that something will happen to him."

"Xiao Lu," Fang Yanchu kept holding Yuan Shouyi and did not move, "Do you remember what you were doing when you were 50 years old?"

When Lu Jingqiao was asked this question, he was immediately stunned, and slowly chewed the remaining half of the vegetable leaves in his mouth, recalling: "It seems... er... looking for food?"

The life of the deer demon family is very long. At the age of 50, they can only be regarded as children, and his family is very complete and happy.What can young children do?It's nothing more than eating, drinking, drinking and having fun, not knowing that the disaster of the underworld fire is coming.

"What about after 50?"

"Uh..." Lu Jingqiao scratched his head in embarrassment, "I really can't remember what happened next, I just remember that when I was less than a hundred years old, I followed my little uncle to fight on the battlefield, and you know what happened later, little uncle, than I do. Much clearer."

"You were 68 years old when you came to me." Fang Yanchu slightly opened his eyes, looking at Lu Jingqiao, who only knows how to eat foolishly, "Zhou Jidao is also 68 years old this year. When you were 68 years old, you already followed me to fight against the fire disaster , what day of the week is it?"

There was a faint but unnegligible light in his eyes, which reminded Lu Jingqiao of the night when he first entered the barracks, Fang Yanchu showed him his wounds.Lu Jingqiao was at a loss for words for a while, he didn't know what he said: "But in this peaceful and prosperous world, how can there be another disaster of fire..."

"Senior brother Lu!" Before he finished speaking, Ji Qianshan suddenly stood up and shouted, then pushed his back and pushed him out with the salad, "Stop here, go to the kitchen Let's eat. Save you from hibernating if you eat too little."

After pushing Lu Jingqiao out, Ji Qianshan turned around and smiled slightly: "Master, Senior Brother Lu was unintentional just now, so don't be angry, Master?"

Fang Yanchu was very angry just now, and opened his slightly closed eyes, looking at the door with a slightly cold face: "You and Xiao Lu seem to have a better relationship, why are you willing to speak for him?"

"Hey," Ji Qianshan brought up a pot of hot tea that Lu Jingqiao had just brought in, and poured a cup for Fang Yanchu graciously, "I'm not speaking for Senior Brother Lu, I'm afraid that Master will be angry. Senior Brother Lu He's still young, it's normal for him to speak unsteadily, master should teach him more."

"Aren't I going to teach him?" Looking along his hand, Ji Qianshan saw Fang Yanchu holding a cowhide whip under his hand.This thing is something from the human world, but the people who use it are not ordinary people.If this whip was implemented on Lu Jingqiao, he might have to hibernate if he didn't want to.

Rolling his eyes, Ji Qianshan poked at the tail of the whip: "I rubbed this whip for Master back then. Master don't use this to teach him. If Master doesn't get along well, just punish him to stand in the snow for a day." .”

"Do you know why I punished him?"

Seeing Fang Yanchu's expression of resentment, Ji Qianshan took out a small bag from his arms, which contained two or three candies wrapped in cellophane, and he pushed them all to Fang Yanchu: "Master, here is You eat sweets, don’t be angry. ——I said why Master is angry, Master, do you think I’m right?”

Fang Yanchu accepted the candy silently, and quietly peeled off a piece of sugar coating: "You tell me."

"Master is angry that he doesn't know how to be prepared for danger in times of peace, right?" Ji Qianshan blinked, "Of course the disaster of the underworld fire is over, but the cause of the disaster has not been found, and no one knows if there will be another disaster of the underworld fire." Disaster. Is Master worried that if there is another disaster this time, there will be no one to protect this world? There is only one Master, and without Master, where can we find another blood of a saint?"

He pinched the candy wrapper in Fang Yanchu's hand and put it in his hand, patted Fang Yanchu's finger lightly: "It's okay, master. Even if master closes his eyes occasionally, it doesn't matter if he can't hear what the world is saying. With me, Master, with me."