Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

"Xianyun, did you save a white snake?" Lei Zu asked with a complicated expression.

"Not bad." Xianyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Lei Zu smiled helplessly, and raised his sleeve to signal Xianyun to sit down first, "Hey, your 'benevolent act' has caused a lot of trouble."

"Do you know that you messed up the fate of the two of them and broke two immortal relationships. The white snake named Baisang and Xiaodao named Fuze were destined to have a relationship. A hurdle to hit. Because of this passage, Bai Sang's cultivation base was exhausted, and after being beaten back to his original form, he practiced again and ascended to immortality after a thousand years. And that Fuze, who should have fully realized after abolishing the inner alchemy, Ascension after a hundred years.

"But you happened to appear and rescued the white snake from the Taoist. First, the white snake's cultivation base has not been abolished. Second, because of this, the Taoist felt that everything was God's will, so he fulfilled the two of them."

Lei Zu picked up the tea in his hand, took a sip, and looked at the thoughtful Xian Yun with a half-smile, "You really like to do Yuelao's work."

Xianyun smiled wryly, and raised his eyes to meet Lei Zu's teasing eyes, "It seems that I am troubled."

Lei Zu put the tea bowl in his hand on the table, "I don't know, is it your luck is too good or too bad. With a little effort, the mandarin duck is fulfilled, and the fairy fate is broken."

Xianyun lowered his eyes and smiled, waiting to hear Lei Zu's words.

"Although fate is fixed, it can't stop the variables." After pondering for a moment, Lei Zu raised his eyebrows and looked at Xianyun, "That's all—this matter can be big or small, you go and suffer the pain of reincarnation. The punishment of the sky is broken, so that I can have an explanation to the Jade Emperor."

Before entering reincarnation, Xianyun hastily glanced at his "life spectrum".

Reborn in a wealthy family, but without good luck, the family is ruined as soon as he is born——

After that, Xianyun didn't look carefully, so he jumped into the well of reincarnation.

In the well of reincarnation, the depth is bottomless.Among them, is the cold well water that can wash away all kinds of previous lives, whether it is cultivation, scars, birthmarks - all can be washed away, it can be said to be reborn.

The cold well water caused pain all over his body.The idle cloud was still falling rapidly, and the suffocation of the cold water entering the nose made him dizzy.

Gradually, Xianyun lost consciousness, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a chaotic white light.

Who am I, where are I?

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The mountain breeze at night is quite cool, making the shadows of the trees sway.Mottled shadows cast on the carriage curtains, like ghostly silhouettes.

Under the whip of the coachman, the old horse ran non-stop in the Yukun Valley with white foam hanging from the corner of its mouth.

Not far away, the horseshoes of several masked men in black were getting closer and closer to the carriage.

In the carriage, the young woman hugged the baby in her arms tightly, and even though she tried her best to restrain herself, she couldn't help but whimpered in horror.

The baby boy in the swaddle was sleeping soundly, completely unaware of what was happening at this moment.

--

The man in black knelt on one knee, cupped his fists, and said to the back in front of him, "Master, the matter is done."

The man in a gorgeous brocade robe stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the lights flickering on the wall, and said in a deep voice, "Well, there is no future trouble, right?"

"My subordinate personally handled the corpse, please rest assured, Master."

The man said with satisfaction, "Okay."

--

"Brother, tell me, the master tells us to carry water and firewood every day, when will he teach us real skills?" A little Taoist, carrying a firewood basket, bent down to pick up a branch on the ground after walking two steps, and threw it behind him. in the basket.

The taller little Taoist priest was carrying a larger basket, which was already filled with firewood, and was carrying two empty wooden buckets in his hand, "Master, it is probably testing our xinxing. It is said that Master came here in this way when he was young." .”

The little Taoist priest walking in front looked into the distance, his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Brother, look, there is a burden over there."

After finishing speaking, the little Taoist ran over in small steps.

The little Taoist priest who was carrying a big basket full of firewood walked slowly, so he had to call out to the junior who ran to the "burden" first, "What is that, junior?"

The little Taoist exclaimed, "Hey, brother, there is a doll in this bag!"

"Ah?" Hearing this, he quickly walked over with a big basket on his back.

The little Taoist stretched out his hand towards the "burden" and screamed again, "Brother!"

The junior brother's scream startled Xiaodao, "What's the matter!"

"This doll is dead!"

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The Taoist stared at the infant baby with fixed eyebrows, raised his sleeve to check the baby's breath and pulse, and tapped the baby's eyebrows.

After pondering for a while, the Taoist raised his eyes and looked at the two young apprentices, one tall and one short, panting with the frame behind their backs, and said in a deep voice, "Where did you pick this child up?"

"Under the mountain!" The little apprentice hurriedly replied.

Seeing the Taoist frowned, the tall Xiaodao added, "Master Hui, we found this child in the forest under the cliff."

The Taoist looked down at the golden satin clothed baby in his arms, and asked again, "In that forest, you only found this child?"

"Yes, master." The two Xiaodao almost spoke in unison.

"Hmm." The Taoist murmured.

Last night, the Taoist figured out that there was a bloody disaster in the mountain. It is not difficult to guess the origin of this baby. Since it came, it is considered fate.

The Taoist took out an ice jade ball from the baby's mouth, and the baby soon breathed normally and regained its blood color.

The two little Taoist priests opened their mouths slightly, looking at the baby who gradually opened its eyes in amazement, "Is this baby still alive?"

"Yes, still alive. Ice beads in the mouth can create the illusion of death." After pondering for a moment, the Taoist raised his eyes and looked at the two Xiaodao, "This child will be your junior brother from now on."

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Fu Yun sighed, put his arms around the broom that was about the same length as himself, and rolled up his wide sleeves with the other.

The Taoist robe on his body didn't fit well, and he was struggling to work.

The Taoist robe on Fu Yun's body was left over from his senior brother's wear. It was too big, and the sleeves were rolled up several times, all piled up on his wrists.Even though the hem of the clothes was cut, it was still a bit long and always dragged on the floor when walking, so Fu Yun simply tucked the hem to his waist.

"Xiao Daoist, do your Taoist temples still accept disciples?"

Fu Yun followed the sound, and met a pair of black eyes surging like spring water.

A young man in ragged clothes, biting the steamed bun he just bought, leaned against the gate of Ningyun Temple, looking at Fuyun with a smile.

Fu Yun stood the big broom beside him, looked at the young man who was talking, "I don't know, you have to ask the master."

The young man held a steamed bun in his mouth, folded his arms, tilted his head and grinned at Fuyun, "Tell me, if I enter your Ningyun Temple, will I be considered your senior brother or your junior brother?"

Fu Yun puffed up her cheeks, frowned and stared at this playful young man without speaking.

The boy continued to raise his eyebrows and smiled, and said in a coaxing tone, "Xiao Daoist, what's your name?"

Fu Yun squinted at the young man in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up, he opened his mouth to reveal his barren lower teeth, and shouted to the young man behind him with a sharp voice, "Master—"

What Ling Fuyun didn't expect was that the dirty, playful young man, with his perfect tongue and the ability to memorize a few scriptures, was actually accepted by the master and given a name... Fuling.Of course, he was ranked after him, so he was regarded as a junior.

Although Fuyun is the youngest among the seniors, he does a lot of hard work. From the moment he wakes up in the morning, he starts a fire, cooks, fetches water, chops firewood, and sweeps the yard——

"Senior Brother Fuyun, let me help you."

After washing up and putting on Fu Ling's neat Taoist robe, Fu Yun could barely recognize him.So the person jumped out suddenly, which startled Fu Yun.

Fu Ling reached out to take the wet wooden barrel from Fu Yun's hand.

Fu Yun turned sideways to avoid Fu Ling's extended hand, without raising his eyelids, his serious expression didn't match his tender little face, and he said flatly, "No need."

"Senior brothers should help each other. Brother Fu Yun doesn't have to be so polite." As he spoke, Fu Ling took the barrel from Fu Yun's hand.

Fu Ling is older than Fu Yun, taller and stronger.Naturally, Fu Yun couldn't grab Fu Ling, so he had to let him carry the bucket away, while he went to the woodshed to pick up the firewood basket on his back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Yun stepped down the stone steps of Ningyun Temple, Fu Ling followed behind with a big basket on his back, smiling.

"Senior Brother Fuyun, you walked really fast."

While bending over to pick up firewood deftly, Fu Yun said calmly, "If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to make lunch for the brothers in time."

"Oh, there are so many brothers in the temple, why do you work alone?"

Fu Yun's hands picking up firewood paused.That's right, I have been in Ningyun Temple since I can remember, but apart from copying scriptures, I haven't done anything related to Taoism.The master really loves himself, but he never invites himself to practice with his brothers.

Fu Yun sniffed, "The brothers are busy practicing kung fu, but I am young and have little qualifications, and I still need to practice."

"Senior Brother Fuyun, you are seven years old this year, aren't you?"

Fu Yun adjusted the pannier, "Yeah."

Fu Ling jumped in front of Fu Yun, having a good time, "Hey, I am twelve years old, if you talk about age, you have to call me elder brother."

Fu Yun squinted at Fu Ling, thinking, why does this Fu Ling always want to take advantage of him? Could it be that he is young and looks easy to bully?

Fu Yun looked up at Fu Ling, and raised his voice, "Then I have been here at Ningyun Temple for seven years, and you have only been here for less than seven days. In terms of seniority, do you want to call me uncle?"

Fu Ling crossed her arms, looked at Fu Yun with a smile, "Senior Brother Fu Yun, you will give yourself the status of an elder, and you will be equal to the master."

Fu Yun rolled his eyes, ignored Fu Ling, and went around to collect firewood.

Fu Ling hurriedly followed with a smile, leaned closer to Fu Yun and said, "However, if you like, I can call you uncle in private."

Fu Yunquan pretended not to hear, and jumped up and down twice, making the firewood in the back basket more compact.Fuyun felt that the basket was already heavy and should be enough for lunch, so he turned back the same way.

On the way back, Fu Ling snatched Fu Yun's pannier full of firewood, called Fu Yun's uncle several times with a playful smile, and asked questions for a long time.

Fu Yun has grown up so much, he has never seen such a brazen person, he can still laugh and talk to himself when others ignore him, it is really insightful.

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