The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

"Ah, Xiao Qu'er, did you scare you?" Fang Xiu instantly realized that the spiritual pressure he released would also make him feel uncomfortable, so he quickly restrained his anger, looked him up and down, and asked with concern, "Is there something wrong? Did you hurt anywhere?" ?”

Shaking her head one after another, she glanced at Xu Wan who was standing alone, trembling, looking a little fragile and pitiful.

"What's up with her?

Fang Xiu snorted coldly, and didn't even bother to give alms.

One after another silent.He guessed what had happened in an instant, but had nothing to say.

In all fairness, he understood Xu Wan's approach.

Thousands of monks may never have the chance to get close to Fang Xiu, who holds great power and is so powerful.

A once-in-a-century opportunity is right in front of you, and there is nothing wrong with wanting to seize the opportunity to climb the dragon and the phoenix.

Xue Songyu doesn't admire power like this, and never thought that through his relationship, people who can get benefits from masters and uncles are actually very rare.

Changing places, if he was Xu Wan, he might also flatter and seek favor, and serve Fang Xiu with his color, in order to climb to the top.

Unfortunately, she miscalculated.Fang Xiu is not the extravagant and unrestrained womanizer as rumored.

He was so thin-skinned that even his unintentional provocations one after another seemed to be frivolous teasing.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, Yingge sang softly, and the roar of the turbulent waterfall looming in the distance could be vaguely heard.

Four silent shadows were cast on the undulating vegetation, shaking and twisting.

After a while, Fang Xiu's clear and clear young voice broke the silence: "Xiao Qu'er, accompany me through two tricks."

Venerable Nascent Soul sitting high in the clouds, Yu Zun descended to ease the deadlock, so naturally he had to cooperate with him to smooth things over.

He nodded and raised his hand: "I ask my uncle to enlighten me."

Fang Xiu was startled, then smiled helplessly: "Why do you have to be so polite?"

So restrained and cautious, indifferent and alienated.

The two walked aside and began to test their swords.

Some time ago, Fang Xiu began to teach the Senluo swordsmanship one after another, but he always competed with Wenfeng Qinshi.

Wen Feng's Jian Xin was completely different from him, he couldn't teach for a while, and then became irritable, so angry that he stopped to reason with him.

Although there are often half embraces one after another, except for the agitation of the heartbeat, I don't feel anything else.

But at this time, the flawless white jade face was close in front of his eyes, the faint scent of light and light penetrated into the tip of his nose, and his elegant figure captured the beauty of the world, and Fang Xiu's body changed uncontrollably.

He had previously thought with Chang Huai's malice that if he went to kiss the cabbage that Wen Feng held warmly in his palm, the other party's expression would be brilliant.

But ever since he was under the tree that day, he couldn't help but feel his heart throbbing, and his deep love was like a sea tide bursting a bank, instantly making him addicted.

It is difficult to float in this life.

He has never made a sword so gracefully and slowly in his life.I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will accidentally hurt the softest pearl on the tip of my heart.

He wants to treat this priceless treasure with the utmost gentleness, give everything in this life, hold it carefully in the palm of his hand, and then gently give everything to the world.

When Chushan was full of clouds and night rain, he might not be able to control his murderous heart, and it was difficult for him to control himself.In addition, he will definitely take good care of people in his heart, and no one can hurt a single hair of him.

Before reaching thirty moves, Fang Xiu resolutely threw down his sword: "I won't fight anymore."

Can't go on like this.He had to stay away from Lianlian, and let the cold wind blow out the sparks that started the prairie fire.

Fang Xiu's moves were light and slow, even Xue Songyu's attack was weaker.

Although he knew that he had good intentions, he was regarded as a good-looking decoration, looked down upon and despised, one after another unavoidably felt a slight resentment in his heart.

It's not that he is ordinary and self-confident, and when he doesn't use spiritual power and only competes with sword moves, he can beat Qin Shi by a small amount, escape the merciless attack of Huantian Daojun, and won't easily lose against Shangxiu.

It's a pity that the other party despises him and doesn't want to confront him at all.He lost interest, too.

Withdrawing their swords one after another, they stood aside to watch the exchange between Xue Songyu and Xu Wan.

Fang Xiu smoothed things out by himself, and Xu Wan also readjusted her mentality and walked out of the embarrassing atmosphere.

She still didn't forget that she was in front of Venerable Nascent Soul at this time, and she still wanted to show her most beautiful side, hoping to be appreciated by Fang Xiu.

She used the strongest sword move, with a graceful and graceful figure, graceful and sassy.

She didn't have any malicious intentions, she just wanted to show herself, but Xue Songyu was forced to panic by her strong attack, clumsy.

They frowned slightly one after another.

Xue Songyu was at a disadvantage, and described himself as being in a mess. He saw it, and his heart was not very happy.But it's not easy for the two girls to intervene in an upright competition.

At this time, Fang Xiu's voice flowed in his ears: "Back right down, back up, right up and strike."

The three present were stunned at the same time.Fang Xiu is instructing sword moves?

Xu Wan instantly beamed with joy.Just now she had the courage to ask Venerable Fangxiu for advice, and he asked her to compete with her classmates for him to have a look.

Although she wanted to serve others in Israel, she offered to climb on his bed with a pillow mat, but was rejected.But... She won his appreciation with her talent in cultivation?

She subconsciously swung the sword according to the method Fang Xiu said.

— not at all!This couldn't be the way she swung her sword.

Suddenly a cold light came from the lower left, she was startled and dodged hastily.

The clear youthful voice continued: "Swipe down left, pick right."

The tip of the gun with silver light was rushing towards Xu Wan, all pointing towards her blind spot.She couldn't return the sword to parry at all, she could only dodge in a panic.

Everyone can see it now.Fang Xiu was indeed pointing someone.

It wasn't Xu Wan, but the weak Xue Songyu.

Venerable Fang didn't hesitate to give advice, openly leaning towards Xue Songyu, Xu Wan's face turned pale, followed by unavoidable depression.

A few drops of cold sweat instantly ooze from her forehead, and her movements also showed flaws due to a moment of panic. The opponent turned defeat into victory and gained the upper hand.

Xue Songyu pierced the wind with a single shot, flying one of the opponent's two swords, ending the sparring.

Xu Wan felt unwilling, and felt bitterness in her heart.Being taught by the Venerable, such an honor, why didn't she get it?

Unexpectedly, the matter did not end there.

Fang Xiu took out a elixir from the Qiankun bag, flicked it lightly with his slender fingers, and a white light flew straight towards Xue Songyu.

"It's for you." The clear voice was calm, "It can help you form an alchemy."

This female cultivator is a cat and dog raised one after another, and he loves to play with her.If he can make him happy, it won't take him to take care of him once in a while.

Xu Wan's delicate face turned pale in an instant.

Xue Songyu was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to thank him neither humble nor overbearing.

They frowned unobtrusively one after another.Fang Xiu's care on a whim may not be a good thing for Xue Songyu.Maybe it will cause trouble for her.

He was about to say something, when a familiar arrogant laugh suddenly sounded in his ear: "Why, Wenfengzhun, you left Lingyuan?"

Before they could answer, Fang Xiu said angrily, "Liu Changji, what are you doing here?"

Xu Wan was almost scared to death.First it was Venerable Fang Xiu, and now it is Daoist Huantian.

She has been in Tianzong for decades, and she has only seen the great power from a distance a few times, but today she is so close to her.

She didn't have time to think about other things, and subconsciously turned to Xue Songyu, but she saw a calmness on the other's face that was different from her own, and she seemed to be used to it for a long time.

She is a fellow student with mediocre qualifications, and she is almost a transparent person that no one has noticed in Wen Yuanfeng.It was also because she came here to practice swords that she gradually became acquainted with her.

What kind of people does Xue Songyu usually see? !

She buried her head deeply, not daring to breathe, and quietly shifted her gaze to Daoist Huantian.

Huantian Daojun turned a blind eye to the other party, and continued to ask with a smile: "Come here to practice swords? Do you need me to accompany you? Or can I accompany you for a walk in the mountains to relax?"

"No need." Fang Xiu was still answering.

He sneered: "Xiao Qu'er is with me. Go back where you came from."

Liu Changji continued to turn a blind eye, and once again asked himself one after another: "Practice sword or take a walk? I will accompany you." He gestured to hold his hand.

Fang Xiu couldn't bear it anymore, and drew his sword out of its sheath: "Liu Changji, you are courting death."

Only then did Liu Changji glance at him indifferently, and said with a sneer, "Where are the wild dogs barking. Today, I will give you a death sentence."

Sandwiched between the two of them one after another, he weakly raised a false smile and rubbed the space between his brows.

I hope in my heart: can someone come and drag these two crazy critics away?

Master is not here today, he is afraid that the two will fight again like last time, attracting Sect Master Qiantian and other peak masters.

Besides, Huantian Peak's main scene is bigger than the master's.

Xue Songyu and the others bowed their heads and cupped their hands at the side, and Peak Master Huantian was indifferent, and had absolutely no intention of calling her two to live together.It seemed that as long as he was around, the two of them would have to keep their heads bowed.

"Master, it's getting late." He turned towards Fang Xiu, "Let's go back to Lingyuan."

Fang Xiu and Liu Changji, who were on the verge of attack, were startled at the same time.

Fang Xiu raised his mouth and looked at Liu Changji with a cold and complacent smile: "Okay, Xiao Qu'er, let's go back."

Liu Changji clenched his hands half-hidden in the big sleeves of his toga, and his lips parted slightly. In the end, he didn't say anything, only sighed in his heart.

He sent voice transmissions to Xue Songyu one after another, said "I'll go first", and strode back to his residence along the forest path.

Fang Xiu and Liu Changji followed closely behind him, no one spoke.

Only the fallen leaves piled up on the path made a soft sound, reflecting three silent reflections.

Back in the small courtyard, he continued to perfunctory, bid farewell to his uncle and Huantian Peak Master, entered the house without looking back, closed the door silently and resolutely, isolated everything from the house, and restrained himself.

***

The mountains are high and the air is clear, the clouds surround the sun, and the light dyes the morning glow.

One after another, the training of mind skills in the early mornings was completed, and they went out of the house to practice swords outside the courtyard.

Although he got permission from his master the day before yesterday to leave Lingyuan Peak, but because Fang Xiu was there, he couldn't have a full match with his opponent at all.

And because of the arrival of Daoist Huantian, he went back to the house early.

He wanted to go to Deepwood again yesterday.The master was not here, and he was allowed to go out the day before yesterday, but he was not allowed to go out for only one day. It seems that he is not disobeying the master's order.

Unexpectedly, Xue Songyu sent a message saying that she had to go down the mountain because of something.

Forget it, I'm still practicing alone in the courtyard.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a tall figure standing outside the courtyard.

It was Qin time.

Sticking out their tongues one after another secretly.Whenever Qin Shi was free, he came to "teach" him sword skills.

Although he no longer fights with him, he always teases and points at him, trying every means to disturb his sword practice.

He also had to pretend to be accepting advice humbly, and begs Qin Shixu.

It made him irritable and exhausted.

A hypocritical smile appeared from the corner of her delicate mouth, and she said, "Good morning, Senior Brother."

Qin Shi also hid his sword in his smile: "Last night... did you rest well?"

not good.He had always had a light sleep, and had a vague dream last night, and woke up in the middle of the night in a trance, half asleep and half awake until dawn.

He didn't want to show a little tiredness in front of the other party, so he just smiled lightly and said, "Very good. Where's the brother?"

Qin Shi's body suddenly paused, and after a while, he said vaguely, "I too... slept very well."

This extremely unnatural evasion made one after another feel that the nightmare he had last night was because Qin Shi was cursing him.

Otherwise, people who cultivate immortals rarely dream.

The four eyes met, and the breeze blew an unspeakably strange tranquility.

"Xiao Qu'er, ah, the little stone is also there."

A handsome figure as long as bamboo appeared at the gate of the yard with the mountain wind.

Fang Xiu didn't wear the white outfit with the golden dragon pattern swirling and showing off today, but changed into a slightly plain bunt robe, and he still looked like a young man in high spirits.

He said "just in time" in his mouth, and the expression of pursing his lips will fully express Qin Shizai's "unfortunateness".

"Xiao Qu'er, do you have any other regular clothes? Little Shitou, you change into one too. I'll take you down the mountain to play today."

Slightly startled one after another: "Going down the mountain? The sect has regulations that monks in the sect who have been on the mountain for less than five years cannot go down the mountain."

In order for the disciples in the sect to cut off the mortal ties, new monks must stay in the mountains for five years before going down the mountain to be contaminated by the mortal world.

He has only been working in Tianzong for more than two years, and he has to stay for at least another three years.

"The rules of the sect?" Fang Xiu snorted lightly, "I don't care about what happened to the Tianzong? I am the rule."

After all, he is a powerful Nascent Soul who is stronger than the suzerain, always thinking of returning to the magic gate, and makes thousands of monks terrified.

Not to mention Qian Tianzong, he doesn't pay attention to any rules.

"But Master..."

"Wenfeng won't say anything. Don't worry. It's best if he punishes you. Don't recognize his master. Let's find a place to live together."

They were speechless one after another.

Both he and Qin Shi are here. Is it really okay for this uncle to talk nonsense without any scruples?

"Let's go, go change clothes." Fang Xiu couldn't help saying, grabbing successive wrists and pulling him into the door.

"Uncle Master..." Qin Shi couldn't stop him and followed into the door.

——Then two red-faced door gods, with green smoke coming out of their foreheads, walked out of the house on the same hands and feet, and stood still outside the door.

One after another, inexplicably, he developed an illusion that he was playing a hooligan and belittled the boy from a good family.

It's just a change of robe, what about it? !

Really should let these pampered golden branches and jade leaves see the public baths.

One after another, he managed to find out from the bottom of the box a set of robes that he wore before he came to Yantian Realm and worshiped under Daojun Juechen.

The reason why he still keeps it may be subconsciously worrying that one day the master will feel that this rotten tree of him is really insulting to the family and will expel him from the teacher's school.

After taking off the Taoist robes of Lingyuan Peak disciples, he still had to find the crazy man's clothes to wear and leave Qiantianzong.

After changing his clothes, he went out of the room, and followed Qin Shi along the mountain road with Fang Xiu to his residence.

After Qin Shi finished changing his robes, he suddenly remembered: "Dao Lord Huantian has a formula that can make others not recognize him."

Fang Xiu snorted coldly: "I disdain Liu Changji's tricks of hiding his head and showing his tail."

Qin Shi looked serious and solemn at the side: "We of Sen Luojian's lineage are not good at magic spells. Changing the spell is not very useful, and few people are willing to learn it."

I don't know what to say one after another.These things have nothing to do with his little weak chicken.

With his cultivation base, even with the disguise spell, monks with a slightly higher realm can see through it at a glance.

Fang Xiu pulled him all the way and walked up and down the mountain with great interest.

One after another, I also vaguely harbored a glimmer of expectation.Since Qian Tianzong, he has been in the mountains and has never seen Qianyuan Town below the mountain. He is inevitably curious and wants to see what the outside world looks like.

After leaving the mountain gate, walk down the steps and halfway up the mountain, you can vaguely see the outline of the town below the mountain through the faint mist of Suoshan.

It is a huge town, in the misty clouds, with no end in sight.

"By the way, little stone, hide your aura." Fang Xiu suddenly remembered this and reminded Qin Shi, "Cultivator Yuanying will cause a sensation wherever he goes. Let's go down the mountain to play, try not to attract attention. Otherwise It's not fun anymore."

He smiled and glanced at each other: "Xiao Qu'er is a high-level foundation builder, and I also pretend to be in the same realm as you."

Added another sentence: "Although I disdain to use spells that hide the head and show the tail, our lineage's ability to hide the aura of cultivation is unique in Yan Tian, ​​and it will never be noticed by others."

Still speechless one after another.The magic spell to hide his cultivation base and spiritual breath has nothing to do with his weak cultivation base, which can only be felt when he gets close.

From Fang Xiu's words and Qin Shiyan's obedient attitude, one after another keenly guessed that Fang Xiu should often go down the mountain, turn into an ordinary monk, and wander around in the mortal world to have fun.

Qin Shi faded off the luxurious Taoist robe handed down from Lingyuan Peak, and the regular clothes are still brocade clothes and jade belts, with a kind of princely air of dragon blood and phoenix marrow. Presumably, he is still the noble status of the Yuanying Venerable on weekdays, and only goes to the high school in the realm of cultivation. In the mansion of the gate, there are few nobles who have descended to the mortal world.

It still has nothing to do with his low level, a weak chicken who can't even compare with a casual cultivator with no background or sect.

Qianyuan Town is adjacent to the Great Sect of the Immortal World. Whether it is the locals who settled here or the tourists who came to Qiantianzong to seek immortality, monks and mortals live in the same city, bustling and bustling.

Originally a small town on earth, it belonged to the mortal country where Qianyuan Mountain was located, and was regarded as the outer territory of Xianzong.

A simple magic circle is set up in the town, which can protect the people of a place from being infested by evil beasts.

Like Qiantianzong, monks are forbidden to fly with their swords in the sky over towns to show the solemn and solemn rank and etiquette of the immortal sect.

It's just that the way of heaven is orderly, and immortals are different.Monks don't interfere in mortal affairs unless necessary.

There was a dispute among the monks in the town, and it was decided by Qian Tianzong.The daily chores of sneaking around in the mortal world are handled by the government established by the imperial court in the mortal world.

All in all, it is a wonderful place where fish and dragons are mixed, yet distinct, chaotic and orderly.

A group of people passed through the city gate one after another and entered the city. After walking a few steps, they saw a group of nearly a hundred people on the road.

The white paper money floated all over the sky along with the marching team, and pedestrians on both sides of the street took the initiative to pull over to avoid it.

Qin Shi had never seen a mortal doing something for nothing, so he asked curiously, "What is this for?"

Fang Xiu looked smug, and answered his nephew's questions: "Let's do it. Ordinary people like to hold a ceremony to pray to the heavens and pray for blessings, pray to gods and Buddhas, and beg for the blessings of gods and Buddhas they imagined."

"I heard that today is their festival, it's very lively."

That's why he thought about taking them down the mountain one after another, hoping that the lively atmosphere would also make him happy.

One after another, the corners of the mouth raised the false smiles that have not changed for thousands of years, and they held their foreheads in their hearts.

Just now he thought that his uncle often wandered around in the mortal world and had a good understanding of the situation in the mortal world, but he didn't expect that he was also aloof, indifferent and half-knowledgeable.

After passing two or three streets and seeing several rituals one after another, Fang Xiu still half-understood and explained indiscriminately, and laughed: "These people are relying on Qian Tianzong, what kind of gods are they asking for? Worshiping and hearing the wind is more effective than this. "

I couldn't bear it one after another, so I had to correct my uncle's fallacies: "There are coffin-carrying people, and the dead are buried in the family. Those who don't have a coffin are worshiping the sky and offering sacrifices to their ancestors."

He once heard Xue Songyu introduce some mortal customs of the late Jin Dynasty.Today they bumped into a festival similar to Qingming and Zhongyuan.

Fang Xiu was taken aback: "Xiao Qu'er, you know so well?"

Immediately after I finished speaking, I realized that I had only entered the Tao for two years.For more than ten years, he has been a mortal.

He looked away a little: "Where did you live before?"

Where did Wenfeng meet him and bring him back to Qian Tianzong?

They answered calmly one after another: "It's a small village named Anshui on the second floor of Yantian Realm."

When he penetrated into the Yantian Realm, he landed in that place.

Fang Xiu looked at Qin Shi with a questioning look.Qin Shi quietly shook his head.

On the first floor of Xia Tian lived human monks, mortals and demon cultivators.The second floor is occupied by mortals and low-level monsters.The third floor is the territory of human demon cultivators and demon cultivators.

In summer, the aura in the middle layer is thin, and it is not easy to practice. The monks seldom set foot.

The two of them rarely even heard the names of several big countries, let alone a small village where they didn't know where.

I don't know what's best, I thought to myself one after another.In the eyes of everyone, he is just a country bumpkin who grew up in a remote and desolate village, has never left the village for a hundred miles, and knows nothing about the world.

That way no one would suspect his past as a visitor from another world.

He was also out of luck and didn't dress in the right place.If you travel to the world of martial arts, there is a peerless young hero who counterattacked from a small mountain village, Guo Daxia is not as strong as him in martial arts.

In order to avoid showing their ignorance, Fang Xiu and Qin Shi stopped asking about the past.

One after another even felt a little pity, if the two of them asked, he could fool them both endlessly, how to grow hybrid rice, how to keep it, so that the fairy who doesn't eat five grains was tired of hearing it, and he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

The three walked through several streets and came to the northern city.

There is a square market here, where monks set up stalls to sell goods.Although there are also many mortals who like to come to open their eyes, most of the people who come and go are the inner and outer sects at the bottom of Qiantianzong, and casual cultivators who have no sects or sects.

They barter, or earn spirit stones.

The streets were full of people, noisy and crowded.

He sighed again and again, if he hadn't been taken care of by his master, he would have been one of this group of people, working desperately for the low-level magic weapon and a little spirit stone.

Naturally, Fang Xiu and Qin Shi didn't like the low-level instruments sold by the monks, so they came to crowded places to join in the fun.

Not far away, Fang Xiu suddenly slowed down, and said with a smile, "Someone is following us."

This is one of the funs he likes to find while hiding his cultivation and wandering around in the mortal world.

The low-level monks were short of resources, and the ants had to compete with each other for a little magic medicine.

Killing people to seize treasures is the norm in the cultivation world.

If people know his true cultivation level and name, everyone will avoid him, and if he is ten miles away, there will be nothing to play with.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

Fang Xiu: I can't fight anymore. 【】Yes!

One after another: Fang Xiu looked down on me and didn't bother to compete with me.

2.

Having nightmares one after another: Qin Shi cursed me? ?

Qin Shi had a sweet dream, but Ah Jin didn't allow it.

3.

Fang Xiu: I don't disdain Liu Changji's spell of hiding his head and showing his tail.

Qin Shi: The Senluo Sword School is not good at spelling spells.

Liu Changji: Hehe.

Master: Hehe.