I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

Feng Ling and Si Wuya went to the quiet room, Si Wuya thought that he wanted to ask about swordsmanship, so he specially summoned his own sword, intending to demonstrate it to him.

But I didn't expect Feng Ling to say: "Master, I seem to have a demon."

Si Wuya's hand holding the sword paused, looked back at Feng Ling's serious expression, immediately put the sword back, and said in astonishment: "Did you see it?"

Generally, sword cultivators have distracting thoughts in the process of cultivation, and when their will is weak, it is easy to give birth to inner demons.

However, in the early stage, the problem is generally not big, it is just a wisp of formless magic energy, which can be completely eliminated with a little guidance.

But bad or bad is difficult to detect in most cases, because in the initial stage of the formation of the inner demon, it only appears faintly in sleep, and the qualifications and talents will be slightly improved compared with the normal situation, creating a "progressive rise" illusion.

So at this time, most people will be ecstatic about their sudden "enlightenment", and will not suspect that they have a demon at all.

And by the time the inner demon starts to interfere with the state of mind and severely damage the spiritual veins, it will be too late and it will be difficult to remove it.

In such a situation, one can only be forced to suspend cultivation, retreat and meditate, or go to a Buddhist temple to get rid of evil thoughts.

However, Feng Ling's practice has always been step by step and step by step, and he has never seen him use any heresy methods to rush for success, so how could he have a heart demon out of thin air?

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be.

Si Wuya led him to the back of the quiet room, found two futons, and they meditated while talking.

Si Wuya: "What does it look like?"

Feng Ling carefully recalled what he saw in the sea of ​​consciousness last night, and said, "It has changed into the appearance of a friend of mine."

Hearing what Feng Ling said, Si Wuya immediately became nervous: "Can it take human form?"

A human-shaped demon will take about three to five years to say the least.

That's not right, Feng Ling has only been in the Spirit Sect for more than two years.

Feng Ling also found it inconceivable, frowned and nodded, "Yes, it can also imitate my friend's voice, turning into flowers all over the mountains and plains to call me over, but every time I get close to him, he will disappear."

"Disappear?" Si Wuya squeezed his chin, usually the inner demons are the dark side lurking in the heart, tempting people to fall into the abyss with attractive conditions.

But it was the first time he had heard of the inner demon that dissipated as soon as he got close.

Is this demon still shy?

Feng Ling: "I used the Qingxin formula to forcibly drive him out of the sea of ​​consciousness. Although I couldn't see his body, I could still hear his voice. Then I closed the five senses again, thinking that I could calm down, but the result was just the opposite. My chest was burning like a raging fire, and the sound of drums and drums in my ears was unbearable. It wasn't until that figure reappeared in my sea of ​​consciousness that the restlessness was calmed down."

Then he turned his head and looked at Si Wuya worriedly, his eyes were filled with 'Am I hopeless?'.

After listening to his description, Si Wuya was taken aback for a moment, and the serious and nervous expression just now couldn't hold back, and he let out a chuckle.

He shook his head: "Xiao Fengling, don't worry, you are not a demon."

Feng Ling frowned deeper: "What is that?"

Si Wuya looked back at him, and paused every word: "Heart-supreme-person."

This time Feng Ling showed an incomprehensible expression, as if the "sweetheart" was more difficult for him to accept than the "demon".

He said with some embarrassment: "Teacher, that friend of mine is not a woman."

Si Wuya did not appear surprised at all, but instead said in a tone of commonplace: "What's wrong with the man? There are so many wonders in the world, the Immortal Feng Ji, who ascended a hundred years ago, became a Taoist partner with his white tiger. Sword Master Xie Anan, isn't his wife Chang Le Si, his natal sword."

Feng Ling obviously didn't expect Si Wuya's acceptance to be so high, he was only a 15-year-old child, and all these years he was only asking for revenge, never caring about these men and women.

It is estimated that even if he passed by the number one beauty in the Six Realms one day, he would not even tilt his eyes to the side.

Back then, his marriage contract with Long Chiyu was just a joke among the elders, and he never took it seriously.

After all, the union between men is deviant.

He thought about the possibility of such a situation that the head teacher said, and his usually calm face turned into waves of ups and downs at this moment.

After a long while, he still shook his head and said, "I won't have such delusional thoughts about him. It's shocking the world and going against the norm."

Hearing the two powerful words in the back, which seemed more like a statement of determination than a statement of his own thoughts, Si Wuya laughed: "Xiao Fengling, don't rush to deny it. It's easy to judge, you Go back and imagine, if one day your friend becomes a Taoist couple with someone else." He pointed to his heart: "You just need to be sour here."

There is a general meeting today, and the morning class is cancelled.

Hu Yibai planned to discuss the recent training strategy with Si Wuya, but Feng Ling stopped him halfway.

He finished his breakfast bored, and planned to go back to practice the mental method, but when he passed the Xuanming Palace, he saw Yun Kuo staring at a tree thoughtfully.

Hu Yibai looked up following his line of sight, and found that there was a half-green and half-red apple growing on the branch.

Yun Kuo just stared at it for a long time before turning around and entering the hall.

I have to say, this scene is very interesting.

If Tao Xinyuan was the person staring under the tree, he must think that the little fat man wanted to eat.

If it was Feng Ling, he probably thought there was something wrong with the apple.

But the person he was staring at was the suzerain, so he was a little uncertain. It couldn't possibly be the study of the law of universal gravitation.

Hu Yibai saw that there was no one around in Xuanming Hall, so he also walked into the yard, stood where Yun Kuo had just stood and looked at the tree.

At this time, a gust of dark wind blew by, and the palace door that was originally wide open suddenly closed slowly.Before he could turn his head to look, the door of the temple was already locked tightly together with a bang.

The shrill laughter of the two women swayed in the yard, like two whirlwinds rising from the ground, surrounding Hu Yibai, haunting and entangled endlessly.

Even the huge sun above his head could not offset the strange atmosphere at the moment.

But Hu Yibai still kept looking at the apple, even the indifferent expression on his face was the same as Yun Kuo's.

Two ghosts: "..."

Gradually, I probably felt that laughing alone was not enough atmosphere.

Two gloomy black air suddenly rushed towards Hu Yibai's back, trying to scare him in a weird way.Unexpectedly, just as he was about to get close, he heard a voice.

Hu Yibai: "This disciple has only reached the primary level of Qi training, so I ask the two senior brothers to show mercy."

The two strands of black air hovering in the air were startled for a moment, and then fell to the ground and took human form.

The two were dressed differently. The other disciples of Qianlingyuan were all dressed in black, with black belts and hair. If you look closely, even your eyes are all black, which is not like ordinary people's black and white pupils.

When you stare at it intently, it is like two bottomless dry wells, which makes people feel cold.

Moreover, the pale and bloodless faces of the two were exactly the same, standing shoulder to shoulder from left to right, as if they were looking in a mirror.

The young man on the left side said in surprise, "How do you know we are men?"

Hu Yibai turned around slowly and looked at the two people who looked exactly the same: "Actually, I knew it when I was in the room yesterday. That's why I finally said, 'You two have kind thoughts, and there will be good rewards in the next life.' Instead of saying 'You two girl'."

As he said that, he cupped his hands and saluted, "I have something important to discuss with the suzerain, and I would like to ask the two senior brothers to pass it on to me."

The person with sharp eyebrows on the right looked at Hu Yibai with great interest, as if what he said just now aroused his interest, he hugged his shoulders and shook his head, "The suzerain said no."

Hu Yibai was taken aback, "The suzerain knows I'm coming?"

Mo Bubai smiled: "Why can't you know? You are not the only one in this world that Huitian calculates."

Hu Yibai: "..."

This is a bit of a slap in the face.

He thought about it, and didn't want to give up just like that, but continuing to hit the south wall like this is doomed to return in vain today. He glanced at the two people in front of him, and suddenly changed direction.

Hu Yibai: "I don't think the two senior brothers are like sword cultivators. I don't know what kind of training they are with the sect master?"

As soon as the younger brother opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by Mo Bubai: "Don't try to slap us, we are all ghost cultivators, and we are not the disciples of the suzerain. he."

Hu Yibai let out an oh, and the straightforward rejection didn't seem to dissuade him from any enthusiasm. Instead, he stood between the two of them, chatting more happily with a familiar look.

It seems that they don't know what the skin is.

It can be seen that Mo Bubai is very defensive, every time Hu Yibai asks a question, he will get a lot of words from Hu Yibai.

In order to take care of the matter of the supreme mind, Hu Yi had to go to the opponent's fish pond to catch fish while protecting his own pond, which was a test of one's thinking ability.

But I have to say that it is not interesting to communicate with such a smart person.

And the younger brother Mo Zhenxuan is completely straight-talking, he has no city, he is obedient and naive, a bit like a combination of Tao Xinyuan and Bai Yi.

The twins don't seem to have any similarities apart from their appearance.

Hu Yibai asked: "We haven't met before, right? Why did the two brothers help me that night?"

With the foreshadowing just now, Mo Zhenxuan chatted speculatively, and blurted out at first: "It's not us, it's the suzerain..."

"Xiaoxuan!" Mo Bubai's face was dark, with an expression of 'I'm going to die on your lips sooner or later'.

Mo Zhenxuan closed his mouth aggrieved.

Hu Yibai: "Suzerain?"

That's right, Yun Kuo can also do calculations, if he calculates that he has obtained the Supreme Mind Dharma, it's normal to go to him to find out the truth.

But why didn't he take it himself?Compared with becoming a god, the former must be more attractive.

Yun Kuo could completely rely on his high position and power to force him to hand over his supreme mind.

Perhaps it was because he used the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman.

Maybe it's possible that someone's realm is detached, they have no desires, no desires, and they don't care much about becoming a god.

Seeing that Hu Yibai's expression changed several times, Mo Bubai thought that he had guessed something, and he could see that Hu Yibai was not a cheap lamp, so he simply didn't bother to go around in circles with him, and said bluntly: "It's just that you treat the suzerain You are gracious, and now that he has attained Taoism and become an immortal, it is inconvenient to meddle in the cause and effect of the world, so we will pay you back for the suzerain."

Speaking of this, he specially emphasized: "But only this time, if you want to learn from a teacher, you must first see if you have the ability."

Hu Yibai nodded calmly: "That's right."

In fact, my heart has been swiped by a series of question marks.

This……

Has he met the Sovereign before?

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