Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(94)

"Did Qian Fu send it back?"

"Don't worry, I've sent them all back." Kong Qu yawned. It was just before ten o'clock in the evening. According to Kong Qu's usual work and rest time, it was just the beginning of nightlife, but since he came to Lingyun Dian had to follow the schedule of Lingyun Dian.

Ling Yundian didn't know what was wrong, maybe it was Fang Yanchu's leading role, everyone went to bed early.If it wasn't for the business, Lu Jingqiao would have fallen asleep a long time ago. As for other things, the little Taoist boys in Lingyun Hall disappeared without a trace at night, and the blood vines that came to deliver tea in the evening also found a place to coil up , even the spirit of the East China Sea, who had just stayed in the Lingyun Palace for a few days, covered his mouth and yawned.

Yawning is contagious!

Kong Qu yawned and thought, he couldn't hold on anymore, even if Shang Fuliang called immediately, he would have to wait until he woke up.

"Brother Fang, I'm going to bed first." He said goodbye to Fang Yanchu in a daze, waved his hands indiscriminately, turned around, closed his eyes and groped into his room.Lingyun Palace was his first home, and he touched the way of Lingyun Palace just like touching himself, he couldn't be more familiar with it, and he knew where he was going without opening his eyes.

Lu Jingqiao was even sleepier than him. The Deer Clan was most energetic in the early morning and evening. By this time, he should have been sleepy long ago, but there was something hanging on him that made him keep his energy up.Seeing that Kong Qu was gone, he followed him unsteadily, found his room and pushed the door in, and fell asleep in the end.

"Amitabha." Zhiqing said the Buddha's name, and the Buddhist beads in his hand had long been thrown into the volcanic desperation as a substitute for the drop of saint's blood. For a while, his hands were empty and he was not used to it, so he flicked his thumb to respond Come over, "The poor monk has also retired."

Also resigning with him was Huang Yinger, who turned into a oriole and hovered above Zhiqing's head, flapping her wings.There is a small crooked neck tree outside the house where Zhiqing lives. Huang Yinger picked up a bunch of branches and built a small nest on it.Although not as good as the swaying log house on the spruce, it is a small home after all.Huang Yinger also has a home in Lingyun Temple, and it is very close to her Master Zhiqing.

"Master, they're all gone." Seeing that the lights in each guest room of Lingyun Palace were turned off, Ji Qianshan put his hand in his hands.It's March, spring has come, but winter hasn't left. It's better to have the sun during the day, but it's still a little chilly at night.

"Hmm." Fang Yanchu didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes fell on the steps under his feet, and the vines of blood vines clung to the edges of the jade steps, using themselves as the handrails of the steps.

Noticing his gaze, Ji Qianshan took a step forward and held his hand: "Master, Master Zhou may not be asleep right now, why don't we go find him?"

The "Master Zhou" he was talking about was naturally not the lying blood vine, and there was another "Master Zhou" in Lingyun Temple——Zhou Jidao.

It has been several months since Zhou Jidao was imprisoned by Fang Yanchu in Siguo Cliff, and the Taoist boys have not adapted to it at the beginning, but now they are gradually adapting, but no one has forgotten that there is still a master who has not come out of Lingyun Temple.

The blood vine was still sleeping, unable to see Fang Yanchu's real gaze at all, its branches and leaves rustled in the breeze, making a nice rustling sound.After all, it is just a blood vine, a plant with only a trace of instinct, even if Kong Qu called it "Master Zhou", it couldn't agree.

In the disaster of the underworld fire, the blood vine was completely burned by the fire, leaving only a section of green branches and leaves.Fang Yanchu had no choice but to plant it on Ling Yunfeng, allowing it to use Ling Yunfeng's earth energy to heal its injuries.With only a sliver of life remaining, it couldn't understand what Fang Yanchu and the others were doing on Lingyun Peak, let alone why Kong Qu called him "Master Zhou".

Only three people knew about it, Fang Yanchu, Ji Qianshan and Kong Qu.Kong Qu would not pay attention to these things. In the early years, he and the blood vine were quite at odds. Now, Ji Qianshan is probably the only one who can understand what Fang Yanchu is looking at.

"Zhou Jidao has been a mortal for decades, I wonder if he will miss his prototype?" Ji Qianshan touched the leaves of the blood vine, "It turns out that when he bleeds, he always takes out a vine, but now I can only shed my own blood."

The key to the inner peak of Lingyun Peak is in the hands of the Knot Monster, but the Knot Monster is not born like this.A long, long time ago, it was actually just Ji Qianshan weaving vines that were not needed by blood vines. Later, it was accidentally abandoned at the bottom of Lingyun Peak Valley. After absorbing so many years of spiritual energy and Fang Yanchu's fresh energy, it became what it is now. look.

The knot monster must be summoned by the juice of the blood vine. Later, the blood vine was locked in the inner peak of Lingyun Peak by Fang Yanchu, so he could only find the reincarnation of the blood vine—Zhou Jidao to let blood.

"Then go and see him." Fang Yanchu waved his sleeves, took two steps and suddenly turned around, motioning to Ji Qianshan, "Bring a piece of blood vine over there."

Ji Qianshan was not afraid of disturbing the blood vine's sleep. He found the end of the vine, raised the knife and dropped it, and there was a broken branch of the blood vine in his hand: "Master, do you want to tell Master Zhou?"

Zhou Jidao's current cultivation base is too bad, not to mention compared with Fang Yanchu Ji Qianshan, even compared with himself thousands of years ago, it is too much worse.According to the general principle, this is definitely not a good time to tell him the truth about Zhou Jidao's life experience, no matter what happens, he will have to wait until Zhou Jidao's cultivation level reaches the crossing robbery.

It takes at least a few hundred years or as many as 1000 years for human beings to complete the transcending tribulation period according to their cultivation talents.It's only 1000 years, and it's just a flick of a finger for ascetics, but now Fang Yanchu has no time, and Lingyun Palace can't wait for their head to slowly awaken.

"Yes." Fang Yanchu said as he walked, "He should know, Lingyun Palace needs him to support it."

While speaking, he had already reached the Cliff of Thoughts.

Zhou Jidao really hasn't slept yet, it's not that he doesn't want to sleep, everyone in Lingyun Temple goes to bed early, and it's already past his sleep time now.He didn't sleep because he had a premonition somewhere. He always felt that a very important event would happen tonight.

Sure enough, the big event came.

"Little uncle, why are you here?" He stood up a little flattered, and touched the floor with his toes uneasily, "Please, please sit down."

Zhou Jidao moved the only chair in the room in front of Fang Yanchu, patted the non-existing dust on the chair surface, then copied a stool from the side and stuffed it next to Ji Qianshan, stood by himself for a long time, sitting carefully. on the edge of the bed.

"Day of the week."

Just after Fang Yanchu said three words, Zhou Jidao stood up nervously, buttoned his trousers with his fingers, and said loudly, "Here."

"Cough," Ji Qianshan held back his smile for a long time, and coughed in disguise, "Master Zhou, don't be nervous." He leaned over to Fang Yanchu and whispered in Fang Yanchu's ear, "Master, Zhou The head is still so timid."

"Yeah," Fang Yanchu put his eyes on Zhou Jidao, and said meaningfully, "It's a good thing to be timid, if only you were always so timid."

"What, what do you mean?"

Zhou Jidao couldn't figure it out, but Fang Yanchu's heart was like a mirror.His eyes fell on Zhou Jidao, but he was not only looking at him, but saw the year of the fire disaster through him.

Blood Vine has always been very courageous, maybe it was the experience of almost dying on Buzhou Mountain that affected him, Blood Vine has always been more cautious than aggressive, and Fang Yanchu never thought of letting Xue Teng go to the front line.As the chief housekeeper, Xuevine has been ensuring his logistics, and has been doing very well.

Even Fang Yanchu didn't expect that such a cowardly blood vine would rush up to protect him at a critical moment.That was the last counterattack of the fire demon before it was completely wiped out, a counterattack that was desperate. Even Fang Yanchu didn't dare to say that he would be able to avoid that blow at that time.

At that time, the blood vines seemed to appear out of nowhere, growing wildly from the ground to a height of more than ten feet. The vines were entwined with the vines and densely formed a net, firmly blocking the counterattack flames half a step away from Fang Yanchu. .

When the fire was extinguished, only a short section of turquoise vine was left of the blood vine, and the traces of the flames at both ends were very conspicuous.The blood vine that already had spiritual intelligence was burnt like this, and all spiritual intelligence was gone, leaving only a trace of instinct.

Afterwards, Fang Yanchu settled down the remaining twig of the blood vine, returned to the original battlefield, collected the dissipated wisdom of the blood vine, threw it into the underworld, and re-entered reincarnation.After thousands of years of retreat, the first thing Fang Yanchu did after leaving the retreat was to find the reincarnation of the blood vine, introduce him to the world of monasticism, and personally change his name to "Zhou Jidao".

The original name of the blood vine was "Zhou Jidao", but after the reincarnation, the blood vine was weak and could not bear such a big name, so he had to change the middle character from "ji" to "ji".

It's not suitable to tell Zhou Jidao directly, anyway, as long as he fuses with his own blood vine again, he can recall all these memories.Fang Yanchu asked another name: "Do you know why I changed this name for you?"

"I don't know." Zhou Jidao shook his head.

"A few ways, follow the way. My original intention is to hope that you can inherit the Taoism of Lingyun Temple..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jidao stood up again, with a panicked look on his face: "Little Uncle, I..."

"Don't worry. What kind of orthodoxy can there be in Lingyun Palace? It is nothing more than the things left by Xuantian Lord. I have consumed a lot of the fire disaster. What is left, you have to take care of it when it is time to take care of it." Woke up."

Fang Yanchu himself is already a sage of the Dao of Heaven, Ji Qianshan is his disciple and heir of the Dao of Heaven, and Kong Qu is a man of the Dao of the West.When Xuan Tianjun left, he was in a hurry and left nothing behind.Fang Yanchu thought that the worst possible thing would be his own death, but before he died, he had to explain all these things about Lingyun Palace.

He handed the blood vine to Zhou Jidao: "If I really die, you can fuse the blood vine, and you will know what to do when I fall."