Majoring in Salted Fish Road [Transmigration Book]

How could he fall into Chaoshengzong after entering the entrance to the Demon Realm?

Yao Yaya's brain was running fast, and he looked at Fu Lin who was standing aloft and standing with his hands behind his back, feeling a sense of strangeness.

This is the world of cultivating immortals, where anything is possible.In other words, Fu Lin, it is very likely...

Stupid? !

Falling Chaoshengzong from the entrance of the Demon Realm, it would be a fucking idiot if he didn't fall!

"Chaoshengzong can't tolerate you, get out immediately!" Fu Lin's voice resounded through the sky.

All the disciples around shouted and punched and kicked Yao Yaya.

"Get out of Chaoshengzong!"

"You want to be the second suzerain's apprentice with a trash like you? Wishful thinking!"

"Our Chaoshengzong will not raise such a trash like you!"

"Get out of Chaoshengzong!"

"Get out of Chaoshengzong!!"

Yao Yaya covered her head with her hands, shrinking her body as much as possible.

what happened?

Are these people crazy?

Rao Yao Yaya's fellow apprentice, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Golden Bone Dragon!" He called out the Golden Bone Dragon Whip, and the mighty power instantly knocked all the disciples to the ground.

"How dare you offend me..." Standing above the long steps, Fu Lin held Mr. Cen in his hand, looked down at the bottom of the long steps, and held Yao Yaya of the Golden Bone Dragon. "Today, I will clean the door."

Yao Yaya felt more and more disappointed when he heard this sentence, Fu Lin wanted him to die.

"Master..."

Before he could say anything, Fu Lin rushed to Yao Yaya with a lightning speed in his hand, and Yao Yaya immediately crossed the golden bone dragon to block the blow.

The impact generated by the collision of the two gods and martial arts shocked tens of thousands of miles around, and even the barrier outside Chaoshengzong was shaken by this powerful air current.

Yao Yaya retreated step by step, but Fu Lin pressed on step by step, determined to kill him.

"Master!" Yao Yaya yelled, seeing it was useless, he had to fight back, "Fu Lin! You forced me!"

Among the four great martial arts, good and evil are opposed, that is Master Cen and Golden Bone Dragon. Some have almost the same spiritual power, so the fight is naturally earth-shattering.

But no, when Yao Yaya started to fight back, Fu Lin resisted in the first few moves, but then evaded again and again, refusing to confront directly.

"Yao Yaya..." Fu Lin's voice had a special attraction, as if it could calm down the irritable Yao Yaya, "Are you really going to kill me?"

Yao Yaya didn't move as expected, she just stood there blankly, looking at Fu Lin in front of her.

"Ya Ya..." Fu Lin's voice was soft, "I am your master, are you really willing to kill me?"

"Master..." Yao Yaya called out.

However, at this moment, Mr. Cen, who was supposed to be in Fu Lin's hands, had appeared behind Yao Yaya unknowingly. The sharp blade was aimed at Yao Yaya's back heart, and it only needed to stab through Yao Yaya's heart.

At this moment, Chaoshengzong is quiet, only the sound of running water in Sanqingtan and the whistling wind around are the companions.

"Yao Yaya..." Fu Lin said again, "I am your master, you cannot kill me."

Master Cen behind Yao Yaya followed his voice and suddenly stabbed him in the heart——

Puchi-

The white clothes were instantly stained red with blood, and the man's upright body slowly fell down, "Master!" Fu Lin immediately ran over to catch him and let him lean on him.

The man's white hair was partly tied back, and his eyebrows were also snow-white, but his face was young, and his whole body was filled with a majestic but kind temperament. If you look closely, you can find that Fu Lin's aura is carved out of the same mold as him. .

"Master..." Fu Lin once again watched Master Cen pass through Xuan Ce's heart, but he was helpless.

"Lin'er, listen to the teacher's words..." Master Xuan Ce exhausted all his strength to complete the sentence, "You can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him forever. Spying on the secrets of heaven, Lin'er, promised to be his teacher, and he must get rid of it on the night of the red moon when he was 22 years old. Otherwise... the entire Three Realms will be destroyed."

After Master Xuan Ce finished speaking, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

"Master!" Fu Lin has never shown so many emotions, he shouted to catch the wisp of green smoke, but he could only let him fly away.

The surrounding scenes changed again, and he returned to the river at the beginning. This is the tenth time Fu Lin has experienced the same thing, and the development of things is the same every time.

He picked up the child floating in the river and brought him back to Chaoshengzong. Regardless of the advice of his master Xuan Ce, he raised him by his side, taught him to read and write, and practiced with him. Although the child was poor in talent, Fu Lin was patient. Sufficient, and even gave him his master Wu Cen to practice.

On the night of the red moon when he was ten years old, when Fu Lin returned from exorcising demons outside, the child seemed to go crazy, and the demonic energy in his body scattered outwards. Seal the devilish energy in the child's body, and eventually the spiritual power is exhausted, and he penetrates the heart with the scorpion master.

This scene happened to be seen by Fu Lin who had rushed back.

He saw his master die in front of his own eyes, ten times.

He tried to stop it every time, but couldn't arrive in time every time.

Is everything irreversible?

Fu Lin No. 11 stood by the river, looking expressionlessly at the bamboo basket slowly floating in the distance. In the bamboo basket, the snow-white baby opened a pair of big black eyes and looked at Fu Lin curiously, and then Stretching out his arms like lotus root joints, he grinned at Fu Lin.

This time, let the nightmare come to an end.

Fu Lin bent down to pick up the baby, turned around and walked towards Chao Shengzong.

This is his catastrophe, which should be borne by him alone.

The sudden arrival of the younger brother made the disciples of Chaoshengzong very novel. They followed behind Ou Chanel and Fu Lin, and couldn't stop looking at the white doll in Fu Lin's arms. They saw the big-eyed white porcelain doll grinning at them. stand up.

"The first sect master, the second sect master..." the disciple with a sword eyebrow and star eyes asked, "Does the junior brother have a name? What is it?"

While teasing the porcelain doll, O Chanel said: "Ask your second suzerain, he loves this doll."

Fu Lin looked down at the child in his arms, opened his mouth but didn't say a word, until the four thousand long steps, after the other disciples stopped, Fu Lin carried him up the long steps, and a calm and cold voice sounded: "Since we picked it up in the twelfth lunar month, let's call him twelve first."

Behind Sanqingtan is the place where Xuance Daoist lives, where it is like spring all year round, and it is harmonious.

"Master..." Fu Lin came in front of Master Xuan Ce, "Disciple..."

Master Xuan Ce is also dressed in white, but there are no patterns on it. He has a long body, and his half-tied snow-white long hair is blown by the wind. Master Xuan Ce looks at the child in Fu Lin's arms, and the child looks at it innocently. he.

Immortal Xuan Ce's face suddenly became solemn, and he stretched out his right index finger to touch the baby's forehead. A thin red silk thread stretched out from the baby's forehead, instantly wrapped around the index finger of Immortal Xuan Ce, greedily absorbing the aura from him.

Fu Lin immediately hugged Twelve and backed away, Master Xuan Ce sealed the spirit vein at the same time, Master Cen appeared and cut off the red silk, Hongsi hid in Twelve's body with a mournful roar, and the two separated.

Xuan Ce's face was solemn, "This child is absolutely extraordinary, he has a strong evil spirit in his body, we must get rid of it as soon as possible."

Of course Fu Lin knew that he had gone through a full 12 times.

He looked at the sleeping baby in his arms, Twelve didn't sleep well, and his little brows were knit together.

If I hadn't brought him back...

Twelve in his arms hummed and moved closer to Fu Lin.

If you kill him before he wakes up...

Fu Lin summoned Mr. Cen, pointed his sharp blade at the sleeping child, and Mr. Cen approached step by step.

Let this nightmare end at the very beginning... If I hadn't left Chaoshengzong that day... If I hadn't given Master Cen to him...

Will the result be different?

With Fu Lin's order, Mr. Cen disappeared in Fu Lin's hands in an instant. He hugged the sleeping Twelve and knelt in front of Master Xuan Ce.

"Master, I would like to keep him by my side all the time, and I will never let the evil spirit in the twelve bodies awaken."

Master Xuan Ce knew that as long as his apprentice made a decision, he would not change it, so he just said: "If he can't control it, I will get rid of him personally as a teacher."

Fu Lin said: "Don't bother Master, when the time comes...the apprentice will kill him with his own hands."

Twelve was finally left behind. He was like a timed bomb, which made Fu Lin unable to worry. Neither Fu Lin nor Xuan Ce really knew when the timed bomb would explode.

Day after day, year after year, 10 spring, summer, autumn and winter have passed without knowing it.

In the past ten years, Twelve grew up slowly from a white porcelain doll, and Fu Lin took him by his side every day.

"Master, Twelve learned how to make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes today, and I specially came here to give it to Master to taste."

Twelve is stupid in nature, slow in cultivation, and even daily learning is difficult. He finally learned to make a kind of pastry. Even if it looks ugly, he still wants to show it to the closest people to taste.

Under the pear tree, Fu Lin stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at Twelve who was running towards him with anticipation, reached out and picked up an osmanthus cake, and tasted it carefully.

It is too sweet……

"It's delicious, Twelve is doing well." Fu Lin often praises Twelve, and no matter what Twelve does, he will give encouragement.

Twelve smiled all over his face when he heard this sentence, and his tender voice was mixed with the aroma of pear blossoms, sweet and glutinous, "Then I will often cook it for Master in the future."

Fu Lin picked up another piece, his eyes were full of tenderness, he looked at Twelve, and smiled softly, "Okay, Shizun loves sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Twelve."

He was gradually immersed in this, forgetting his original purpose.

Fu Lin felt that he was out of control, but his mind was still clear.

He wants to leave Chaoshengzong to get rid of demons, before leaving