After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

Qianhefeng is densely populated with ancient trees, with bright red eaves showing through the greenery of ten thousand acres, and the fairy air is like a fairy mansion.

The young disciple of Chongren Zhenren led Wen Gu up the pebble-paved path, all the way forward until he reached a majestic palace made of white jade and gold.

There was a huge bronze incense burner above the nine-fold stone steps, and smoke billowed up. It was dusk at this time, and several disciples in Tsing Yi picked up lamps, illuminating the house as if it were daylight.

In the mirror-smooth hall, a Taoist priest sat on a futon in the hall, with a solemn and solemn snow-white Taoist robe, with his hands on his knees, and he closed his eyes and meditated.

A black and hard whip was coiled up and placed beside it, connected by short cold iron sticks. It was dark and dull. The body of the whip was stained with blood all the year round, and gradually turned scarlet, making it look hideous and terrifying.

"Master, Junior Brother Yuan has arrived."

Wen Gu felt a stinging pain in his back, like the bite of countless poisonous insects. When he saw Zhongren's whip, his back hurt so badly that he quickly lowered his head, his thin eyelids trembling violently.

Master Zhong remained motionless, like a jade statue.

After a long while, Wen Gu took a small breath and raised his head. The senior brothers said that Zhong Zhenren was two hundred years old, so they thought he was a white-haired Taoist.

Unexpectedly, he was very young. He looked no more than 30 years old.

Is this the legendary cultivator?

Daoist Chong opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze hit Zhong Wen Gu directly like lightning.

A strong infuriating energy swept in like a tidal wave, and Wen Gu's knees were so weak that he knelt on the ground abruptly, his thin lips trembling, "Master, I was wrong!"

Master Chong stared at him for a few seconds, then said coldly, "Call me Master, I don't want to be your master."

The master-student relationship seems to be very divided, Wen Gu whispered authentically: "The real person."

Zhenren Chong's expression softened. If Zhenjun Ziyi hadn't forced his order, he would not accept an apprentice of demon blood because he was a decent family. Since Yuan Jiuyuan came to Qianhe Peak, he was not allowed to call him master.

"Yuan Jiuyuan, I have a question for you."

Wen Gu's white cheeks were thinly red, and delicate sweat oozes from his forehead, "I really know I was wrong."

Master Zhong stared into his eyes, "That's not what you're asking, have you heard the story of the white-clothed guest in "Xihai Guozhi"?"

"I've never heard of it." Wen Gu replied [-] times.

Reverend Chong stared at him, raised his jaw, and a boy in Tsing Yi stepped forward and whispered beside Wen Gu.

A fisherman from the West Sea Kingdom went fishing. One day, he picked up a baby boy on the shore. He thought that he was a life, and kindly took him home. The sun was shining brightly that day, and he named him Chi Yan.

The fisherman and his wife took care of him as if they were their own children. Chi Yan was naughty since he was a child, causing trouble all day long. After the fisherman's wife gave birth to her own child, she no longer cared about Chi Yan, who was not related by blood. Chi Yan became more and more weird, and often sharpened knives secretly at home. .

Until Chi Yan was 12 years old, the fisherman came home one day and saw his wife and child died tragically at home. Chi Yan's dagger was stuck in his chest.

The fisherman was horrified and reported the boy's deeds to the local officials, but by the time the yamen servant arrived home, the building was empty and the matter was left alone.

Chi Yan was exiled to a remote mountain village. Seeing him alone, the villagers took turns delivering food to him every day. They lived in peace for several years, and some people betrothed their daughters to Chi Yan.

One day when Chi Yan went to the mountain to collect medicine, he met a giant python who had practiced for thousands of years. Trick a person into feeding it.

The number of people in the village became less and less, until the giant python finished its recuperation, and rushed into the village with its children and grandchildren, eating up all the people in the village.

Chi Yan took his fiancée and fled to the city. His fiancée hated him for harming her own people, so she secretly reported to the officials at night, and the government sent [-] elite soldiers. Impatient, Chi Yan had already learned the evil method of giant pythons, and killed all [-] officers and soldiers. Cut off the ear of his fiancée alive.

A white-clothed guest happened to be practicing in the city at this time, and his Taoism was profound and mysterious. He fought with Chi Yan all night, and finally the evil prevailed, and he stabbed Chi Yan alive on the street.

After Chi Yan's death, the people dismantled the bones and skinned them, lit a sky lantern and burned them for three days without even a single hair left.

"As a teacher, I ask you, what do you think of Chi Yan as a person?"

Master Zhong fixedly stared at the top of Wen Gu's black head.

Wen Gu said angrily, "Very bad, extremely vicious."

"very good."

Reverend Chong sneered, "When I killed him, he asked me if I was born a demon, so it was unforgivable? I pierced my heart with a sword and cut off a lock of his hair as a souvenir. Whenever I think about it, I suddenly feel Relieve the hatred freely, wishing to kill the demons tens of thousands of times."

It turned out that the master turned out to be a chivalrous and righteous man in white shirts. Wen Gu suddenly raised his face, the tears in his eyes glistened with admiration, "Wow! That's amazing!"

"..."

Daoist Chong was silent for a few seconds, and his tone suddenly sank, "Yuan Jiuyuan, do you now know why I punished you?"

Because of disgust.

Wen Gu was very obedient, and whispered: "Because I did something wrong, Master is right to punish me."

Daoist Chong raised his brows high, and looked at his apprentice Ning Zhe Bu Bing in the past with half doubt and half surprise.

Wen Gu whispered softly: "If you don't get angry, otherwise you will expel me from the teacher..."

Anyway, don't hit me again.

What a bit of guts!

Master Zhong looked at him intently.

Entering Xuanyue Sect is difficult to ascend to the sky, and no one has ever offered to expel himself from the sect.

The Xuanyue Sect has a well-known rule, once you enter the Xuanyue Sect, you will be born as a member of the Xuanyue Sect and die as a ghost of the Xuanyue Sect. The Daoist each gave a sword, and the last sword was bestowed by the master Ziyi Daoist, if there is still a breath left, the two will have nothing to do with each other from now on.

For thousands of years, those who violated the teacher's prohibition order and were expelled from the teacher's school, there has never been a single person who has been able to survive under Qidaoding's second-to-none fairy sword.

With Yuan Jiuyuan's cultivation at this time, not to mention seven swords, even one sword is enough for him to die nine times.

Unexpectedly, his disciple was so determined to prove his repentance by dying.

Master Chong nodded, "Go back."

Wen Gu didn't know what Daoist Chong thought, and finally he didn't have to be beaten, "Thank you, Master!"

"You don't need to call me Master." Master Zhong frowned, and asked coldly, "Why are you crying?"

Finally remembered this question.

Wen Gu rubbed his reddened eye sockets, and said in a soft nasal voice, "My knee hurts."

I didn't want to cry at first, but it was all because of the pain. There was a fine wound on the knee, but this kneeling tore the healed wound apart again, and the pain was piercing.

Daoist Chong was a little startled, with a stern expression on his face, he said, "Go back and recuperate, and I'll ask your senior sister to bring you some medicine."

"Thank you, Daoist, you are so kind!"

Wen Gu raised his head and stopped crying for a moment, revealing two sharp and white canine teeth.

The disciples who were serving at the side were stunned. This was the first time Daoist Chong sent something to him when he came to Qianhe Peak from Yuan Jiuyuan.

Miaozhen was also surprised when she heard the news. One was surprised that Chongren sent the medicine, and the other was surprised that Yuan Jiuyuan needed to use wound medicine?

Junior brother Yuan's life is harder than a rock, even though he was whipped, he went to morning class the next morning in good health, but now he needs medicine to heal his injuries.

Miaozhen came with a sword, and the evening wind blew her clothes fluttering. She saw a black villain standing in the yard from a distance in the sky, and saw her jump up and wave her hands vigorously——

"Senior Sister! Senior Sister! I'm here!"

The corner of Miaozhen's mouth twitched slightly, you are the only one living in the back mountain, if you are not here, how can you still be here?

Wen Gu looked at Miaozhen who had landed on the ground with sparkling eyes, and his admiration almost turned into substance. In his eyes, Miaozhen was like a fairy in legends.

Yujian is flying~!

This is too great!

"Yuan Jiuyuan."

Miaozhen put away the Hanyue sword, stood with the sword behind her back, and said coldly: "You don't have to be so close to me, I have nothing to do with you."

Wen Gu handed it over with both hands, a cup of steaming hot tea, his eyes were astonishingly bright in the night, "Senior Sister, drink some water and take a rest."

There was sparkling light in the cup, Miaozhen remained motionless, and measured him up and down, "What exactly do you want?"

Ahh...it was discovered so quickly.

Wen Gu hesitated, still holding the teacup, "Senior Sister, you are not only powerful, but also so smart, you can see through my little thoughts at a glance."

Sure enough, Miaozhen was alert immediately, could there be poison in the teacup?Or are there any poisonous insects and poisonous weeds in this courtyard?

She quickly swept around the courtyard, but she didn't see any poison, she turned her head and bumped into Wen Gu's blinking black eyes.

"Senior sister, can you... teach me to fly with the sword?"

Wen Gu stared at her intently, with sparkling anticipation.

At noon today, when he saw his senior sister leaving with a sword, he was envious in his heart, it was really amazing!

Miaozhen was dazed for a long while, the little junior looked sincere and innocent, not like joking at all, she immediately reminded herself not to be bewitched by the demons.

"With the progress of your cultivation, it will be impossible in the next life."

Wen Gu didn't seem to feel her malice, and asked seriously: "How can I improve my cultivation?"

"Your own business has nothing to do with me." Miaozhen took out the medicine bottle, threw it into Wen Gu's arms, turned around and pinched out the Imperial Sword Art, and rose in the air.

"Clap clap-"

Wen Gu clapped vigorously, forgetting the pain, "Senior Sister, you are so amazing!"

Miaozhen flew into the air, lowered her head involuntarily, just like at noon, the silly junior brother waved his hands below, and said goodbye with a smile.

……

Wen Gu dreamed of flying with the sword all night. Senior sister and master are gentle and kind, and they can go to heaven and earth, omnipotent. Living in such a division is so happy.

Half asleep and half awake, when I was in a daze, a familiar voice broke the calm - "Good morning, I will play for you..."

Suddenly no sleepiness, Wen Gu sat up from the bed suddenly, the familiar room, the familiar aroma of peach blossoms.

And a familiar body.

When are you wearing clothes?

Wen Gu lifted the cuff of his crumpled shirt. If he remembered correctly, he slept naked last night. Could it be that he drank too much?

After sitting blankly for a few minutes, the texture of the dream was so real that the pain seemed to remain in the back.

However, the elixir given by Daoist Zhong in the dream was very effective. The wound on the knee healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In less than half an hour, I couldn't see any wounds, and I didn't feel any pain at all.

It's a pity that there is no wound on the welt on the back, and the medicine is useless. In the dream, Wen Gu can only fall asleep when he lies on his stomach.

Wen Gu rubbed his messy hair, the soft and moist feeling was a bit strange, he smelled his fingers, it smelled delicious, it was the smell of the hairspray he bought.

When did you apply the hairspray again?

Wen Gu shook his drowsy head, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, it was only 20% charged yesterday, and the battery of the mobile phone was too weak.

Morning time: 9:00

Sister Xu said that there will be a red carpet show today, and according to the time, it is already time to go to the event venue.

Wen Gu was originally afraid of those wolves and tigers. If he was late, he was afraid of being asked weird questions again. He quickly unlocked his phone and was about to call Sister Xu when suddenly, a real-time trending search popped up.

#Wen Gu: Who is Shang Ze?I do not recognize#

what? !

Wen Gu immediately clicked on the trending search. The first line was a video that had been edited for less than 40 seconds. A group of reporters surrounded him with cameras on their shoulders. Each one of them looked like bloodthirsty vultures, and asked with a smile that didn’t even make sense——

"What do you think of Mr. Shang Ze's engagement? Do you still like him?"

"What is your relationship with Shang Ze? Have you ever been in love?"

"Are you meddling in Shang Ze's relationship? Knowing that the other party has a fiancée, you are still chasing after him?"

Surrounded by the black lens, like a gun that kills people without blood, the familiar and unfamiliar face raised his eyebrows coldly, and asked in a calm and casual tone: "Who is Shang Ze? I don't know him."

Wen Gu was taken aback, staring blankly at the phone screen.

In the comments, Wen Gu's former true fans were ecstatic, and busy drawing prizes to celebrate that their child had finally enlightened. Passers-by did not expect that the well-behaved Wen Gu would have such a domineering side.

When in love, it is vigorous, sincere and sincere, but when it is not in love, it is clean and decisive, cruel and ruthless, how touching this character is!

Wen Gu immediately glanced at the date on the upper corner of the phone, one day has passed, yesterday...was not a dream.

The one named Yuan Jiuyuan penetrated into his body.

Wen Gu took a deep breath, reassuring himself that it was okay, a time travel that was caught off guard ended like this, and Long Aotian was not easy to do, he would have to be beaten, he had better do Wen Gu honestly.

Sliding his finger down, Wen Gu saw another dynamic picture of himself walking the red carpet, which was a popular search.

In the picture, his hair that hangs down to the back of his neck is neatly combed back, revealing his clean face, and he walks calmly from the red carpet, with a correct walking posture, and a pair of slender legs that are easy and relaxed, like a son of a famous family .

Someone called Shang Ze's name in the camera. He glanced slightly, his cold and sharp eyes seemed to pass by like the shadow of a sword, and the camera of the mobile phone shook, obviously frightened.

Wen Gu calmly disappeared into the camera, as if he didn't come to walk the red carpet, he didn't care if he got a picture of himself, and he didn't care about the film of these reporters.

Netizens think that Wen Gu has too much personality!

beep beep-

Miss Xu's WeChat message came over.

[Hurry up and come to the company, Mr. Chen won't terminate the contract with us! 】

【You performed so well yesterday! 】

Wen Gu rubbed his head and was about to take a shower first to wash off the hairspray on his hair. He unbuttoned his trousers and suddenly looked blankly at his lower body.

A hot feeling ran down his neck and dyed his white and delicate ear tips. There were so many people yesterday, they went to battle in a vacuum all day long!

How can this be...

Wen Gu covered his reddened face, thinking silently that no one found out, no one found out, it means nothing happened.