Something is wrong with Jian Zun

From the perspective of Chu Zhaoliu, a generation of talisman masters, Xie Ming was probably deceived by charlatans like Gu Junyi.

There are tens of thousands of talismans in the world, and the basic rule is to borrow some kind of magic power and incantations, and seal them in the talisman paper, so that they can be used at any time.

Only mortals who pray to gods and Buddha for blessings will believe in the talismans of safety.

Xie Ming didn't seem like a person who would believe in this kind of psychological comfort.

Could it be... Xie Ming's parents left behind?

Chu Zhaoliu hesitated to speak for a while, and after pondering this level, he suddenly realized that he looked at Xie Ming with more compassion, and no longer tried to correct Xie Ming's erroneous ideas in a professional capacity, and said with a smile : "Really? It's so good. You go first, I'll walk around as I please."

Xie Ming's eyebrows twitched uneasily, and his eyes narrowed: "Did you misunderstand something again?"

"How could it be?" Chu Zhaoliu fanned the small fan confidently, together with the fan, he pushed him, "Hurry up and thank Sect Master, we are all waiting for you."

Xie Ming was silent for a while: "Don't think wildly."

Chu Zhaoliu smiled and said, "Yeah."

Seeing that Xie Ming left first, Chu Zhaoliu wandered around in the peach blossom forest.

Knowing that he doesn't like being restrained, Xie Ming didn't ask anyone to follow him, so he was happy at ease.

I don't know if it's because there is such a peach grove on Fuyue Mountain. When he sees this peach grove, he feels a little bit overwhelmed. He feels that Xinyue is familiar with it, and he is very happy, and his mood improves a lot involuntarily.

A section of the road ahead is the stone steps up the mountain. The newly built Lumenzong stands on the top of the mountain, and the sun is shining warmly. It really is like spring all the year round, without autumn and winter.

Perhaps because it is too far from the inland of Central Continent, the architectural style of Luming School is not similar to that of the inland, which is quite exotic.

He was sizing up the steps with great interest, when a voice suddenly shouted from behind: "The important place of the sect, non-inner disciples of this sect are not allowed to enter, where did you come from?"

Then there was a lecture: "Feiyu, don't be rude! How did you forget what I taught you? Go back and copy the sect's discipline ten times."

Another voice said angrily: "Senior brother, I see this person is sneaking through the peach forest and intends to go up the mountain without being notified. It's a shame, but the entire Lumen Sect is ashamed!"

Chu Zhaoliu turned around with a smile: "This friend's words are wrong, I came here aboveboard, how can I be sneaky?"

Behind him, several inner disciples of the Lumen Sect, all dressed in black and white ornaments, were all stunned.

Nothing else, just because this person looks really... really...

The few young disciples stared blankly at the corners of the lips of the young man in red in front of him, and the words "lively and fragrant" came out of their minds.

The two young disciples at the back couldn't help whispering: "Could it be from the Hehuan Sect of the Demon Sect? I heard that people from the Acacia Sect are very good-looking..."

Chu Zhaoliu shook his fan calmly: "I can hear what you two are saying."

The two little disciples blushed immediately, and shut up.

The young man in the lead also came back to his senses, and bowed his hands: "I'm really sorry, there are few outsiders on the island. My juniors have no malicious intentions, and they will accuse the fellow Taoists in the next generation. I, Chen Feihe, dare to ask where you come from?" coming?"

This young man's face is still tender, and his personality is very calm, but he is seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has already formed a core, he is a very good seedling.

Chu Zhaoliu appreciated it a little more, and didn't care that he was offended just now: "It's okay, I was brought back by your suzerain."

Chen Feihe couldn't help being startled.

The suzerain has been away for a long time, and today he came back on a cloud boat. All the elders and stewards of the Lumen sect went to greet him. These young disciples had no chance to see the sword master's demeanor. I only heard that the suzerain brought back a long A very handsome young man.

It happened to match up with the young man in front of him.

Chen Feihe quickly made a big gift: "So you are a friend of the suzerain, don't you know the name of the senior?"

Chu Zhaoliu let out a "hey", fanned, and a gust of breeze lifted up the few young disciples who had reacted and saluted, and suddenly had an idea, and his smile deepened: "You misunderstood me, I am not your suzerain friends, but... his disciples."

A few young disciples were stunned for a moment, and they were really taken aback by him: "Brother... Ah! Then you are our junior brother!"

Chu Zhaoliu's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "Hello, senior brothers."

Chen Feihe: "..."

He had a hunch that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

The little disciple named Chen Feiyu who just angrily reprimanded Chu Zhaoliu was extremely envious: "The suzerain actually accepts disciples? How did the suzerain take a fancy to you?"

Chu Zhaoliu intentionally teased him: "Because I'm good-looking."

Chen Feiyu was furious: "Nonsense! Our suzerain is not such a superficial person!"

"Okay," Chu Zhaoliu followed suit, "Because I am a genius."

Chen Feiyu: "..."

Chen Feiyu was even angrier.

Chen Feihe smoothed things over with a headache: "This...junior brother, I'm really sorry, my junior has a short temper and respects the suzerain, so I didn't intend to offend."

"Haha, no offense," Chu Zhaoliu thought it was very interesting, "Shall we talk while walking?"

Chen Feihe was still somewhat wary, but then he thought about it, this is the territory of Luming Sect, there are countless masters in the sect, now that Xie Ming is back, he is not afraid.

Instead of letting the person in front of you slip away alone, not knowing where he is going, it is better to keep a close eye on him, bring him into the Lumen Sect, and there will be elders in charge to deal with it.

He settled down a bit, politely made a gesture of invitation, and walked up the bluestone steps together with Chu Zhaoliu.

Chu Zhaoliu was quite curious about Xie Ming's life in Luming Sect, and asked with a blink of an eye, "You Xie Sect Master... I mean, what kind of person is my master?"

Chen Feiyu was still a little bit upset, and said bitterly when he heard the words: "Didn't you join our suzerain's sect, why don't you know?"

Chu Zhaoliu didn't change his face and said: "To be honest, I am an ordinary mortal in the world. I have only heard of the name of Sword Master, and I really don't know much about it."

Chen Feihe frowned slightly, and grasped the point: "A mortal? Then how did this junior meet our suzerain?"

"Oh, about this," Chu Zhaoliu talked eloquently, "Your suzerain went to the restaurant Ting Huaben, and happened to meet me. Seeing my skeleton, he asked me if I would like to worship him. I thought I was a charlatan Well, half-believing and half-doubting, I followed him to have a look, tsk tsk, it really is a fairy family."

Several people were dumbfounded: "Is it true? The suzerain still listens to the script? Or did he take the initiative to accept you as a disciple?"

Chen Feihe's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly felt even more unreliable.

This person really doesn't look like a bad guy, but why does he feel even less like a good guy?

Chen Feiyu didn't have any thoughts, and said bluntly: "Then you are really lucky to have accumulated virtues from your ancestors. Not to mention ordinary people like you, even us, it is very difficult to see the suzerain at ordinary times. Hmph, I don’t know how to be grateful to Dade.”

"It's hard to see?" Chu Zhaoliu thought for a while, "Does he usually come out for a stroll?"

The other little disciples opened their eyes wide and terrified, as if he was saying something disrespectful: "Walking around? Junior brother, what are you thinking? The sect master usually lives alone in Lichen Peak to practice enlightenment, how can he be such a wandering person!"

Chu Zhaoliu secretly hissed.

Xie Ming is usually at home, just practicing sword practice alone facing the four cold walls?Why do you feel so pitiful.

How was he not smothered to death?

He stayed in Fuyue Mountain for 100 years and seldom left because he was sick, and Chu Wen kept a close eye on him, so he had to stay in peace and quiet, but he would still go down the mountain and wander around when he had time. It would be too good to be true.

He couldn't help but asked again: "Thanks... the master is always alone? No one came to him for a drink and admiring the flowers?"

They didn't even reply to him this time, their eyes were filled with "what do you think".

Chen Feiyu snorted disdainfully: "What kind of questions are you asking? It seems that you are a person who is greedy for pleasure and cannot bear the pain of cultivation. If you can't bear it, you should resign sooner or later."

Chu Zhaoliu showed grievances: "How can you say that? When I was in the mortal world, I have heard the name of Master Sword for a long time, and I have admired Master for a long time. I made up my mind to practice together with Master for a lifetime. Senior brother is too aggressive."

"Then why are you asking these questions? Is it related to cultivation?" Chen Feiyu asked suspiciously.

"Isn't it seeing the silence around Master, I feel sorry for Master," Chu Zhaoliu yelled several times, and stopped stuttering, and said slowly, "In the future, I will study hard and practice hard, and stay by Master's side , don’t let him be bored alone.”

The young disciples were all stunned. They didn't expect that Master Jianzun could start from this angle. They were a little moved: "You really respect the teacher."

"You said that you met the Sovereign listening to books in the restaurant, what kind of book did you listen to?" Everyone became curious again, "I didn't expect the Sovereign to be interested in folk storytelling."

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes flashed a little, and he said implicitly: "Well, I'm afraid it's not suitable to talk about it here."

Chen Feiyu was so curious that he refused to let go: "Quickly tell me, what can't you say? The book the suzerain listened to must be a good book!"

"Yes, it must be some mysterious secret, let's go and listen to it, maybe we can improve our cultivation base even more!"

Chu Zhaoliu said in his heart, Xie Ming, Xie Ming, you young disciples really worship you blindly, don't blame me for making the young people suffer some hardships in advance.

He smiled slightly: "Two or three things about Xiaoyao sword and Junzi sword", "Secrets of Fuyue Mountain", "Zhaoliu Dingxinglu"."

Chen Feiyu: "..."

These few story books are all popular books that are full of seats. These young disciples who are eager to have fun, who occasionally go down the mountain and outlying islands, have naturally heard of them.

Chen Feiyu was furious again: "It's nonsense! How could the suzerain listen to such things, you don't have a single word of truth in your mouth, are you our suzerain's disciple!"

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't hold back his stomachache from laughing. Seeing that they finally came to his senses, he couldn't help laughing out loud, his shoulders trembling: "Hahaha, I'm telling the truth. Your suzerain is so cute. Not only did you listen , read it, read it without saying anything, and memorize it silently..."

Following his words, the faces of the little disciples gradually turned green, and they were all about to send out the signal of an enemy attack, calling for someone to arrest this rebellious person and imprison him. spoken.

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he stopped his smile, coughed lightly, and straightened his expression: "Your suzerain is pure and upright, and has a high character, so naturally you won't listen to these things. I know, there must be a lot of sneaking down the mountain on weekdays, so playful, how can I afford the future of Luming Sect?"

As he spoke, he turned around calmly: "You mean it, Brother Xie?"

The sleeves of the person behind him were like snow, as bright as the bright moon, standing quietly three steps away, with an indifferent expression, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Jiujiu stood on his shoulders, proudly puffed out his chest, and waved his wings in greeting.

This person and bird were put together, obviously out of place, but harmonious and comfortable, Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help but smile with his eyes bent, peach blossoms fell in his hair, and his smile was like spring.

Xie Ming gave a low "um" and raised his hand to pick off the petals in his hair: "Didn't I tell you not to run around?"

Chu Zhaoliu spoke eloquently: "I'm just standing here, how can I run around?"

Xie Ming lightly glanced at the few young disciples who were standing up straight and not daring to breathe, and the corners of his lips twitched with a smile: "So you are here to fool my little disciples? Chu Zhao Liu, how old are you?"

"It's not that old, it's more fun to mingle with young people." Chu Zhaoliu saw that he was not angry and didn't want to care about it, so he smiled and winked at the little disciples, "Kids, I'm sorry La."

Chen Feihe and the others looked at him in astonishment.

The legend about Chu Zhaoliu can only be said to have been widely spread before. After he killed the demon king with a single sword in the secret realm of Xizhou, it set off a frenzy, and almost everyone knew about it.

According to the rumors, Chu Zhaoliu was originally a peerless genius. After being plotted against, his spiritual veins were severed, and he endured humiliation for a hundred years. He resolutely re-established alchemy and practiced.

The Chu Zhaoliu in their minds is a stubble-faced, vicissitude-faced, resolute, tough guy worthy of admiration.

...This image is too bad, it's too big!

Chu Zhaoliu failed to make Xie Ming's joke to break the group of young disciples, but exposed his nature to make people in a trance.

He happily bid farewell to these young disciples, walked briskly inside with Xie Ming, and boasted: "Your young disciple named Chen Feihe is not bad, with good aptitude, good personality, and cautious, not bad seedlings."

Xie Ming glanced at him indifferently: "It can't compare to your genius."

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

Chu Zhaoliu sensed something was wrong, and said embarrassingly, "Since when did you start listening?"

Xie Ming twirled a thin petal with his fingertips, the strength was a little stronger, the peach petals shattered on his fingertips, the flower juice splashed and stained, his eyes fell on Chu Zhaoliu's face, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Under the door!" My disciples have misunderstood me, I am indeed a superficial person."

Chu Zhaoliu's scalp was numb, but he was very righteous: "Didn't you go to discuss things with others, why do you still have time to come and listen to the corner? Xie San, your behavior is very bad."

Teasing people behind his back and slapping him backwards, Xie Ming cast a glance at him, and moved a little faster, Jiujiu was lying on his shoulder, pecking at his hair and braiding his hair, almost being thrown out, he made a "jitter" sound in a daze.

Chu Zhaoliu sighed.

Are you really angry?

Although he did go a little too far... well, he did go too far.

In other people's territory, even a good brother would be annoyed if he spoke ill of him, let alone such a serious person as Xie Ming.

He followed up in two or three steps, flatteringly coaxing: "Sect Master Xie, who is wise and mighty? Where are you going? You see, Jiujiu is about to roll off your shoulder like a ball, and I can't keep up with you either." , walk slowly."

Xie Ming ignored him.

Chu Zhaoliu's eyes rolled, his heart fluttered, and he stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve, and took out the tone of when he was reprimanded by Chu Wen for doing something bad, and acted pitifully: "Don't be angry, I just want to understand you, okay?" Master?"

——In the future, I will study hard and practice hard, and stay with Master, so that he will not be bored alone.

Even though he knew that Chu Zhaoliu was joking heartlessly, Xie Ming's drooping eyelashes still trembled unavoidably.

His heart was beating, hot and unbearably hot, as if his inner demons were attacking, he grabbed Chu Zhaoliu's hand suddenly, countless violent thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were all suppressed. The low-lidded eyelashes concealed the blood-red darkness under his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't bark."

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Zhaozhao: Brother Jianzun, I call you Shizun, you won't be angry~