Walk the career line in Xianxiawen

The young man stood alone, with blood on his face and without a blade.

The robe was completely dry, two stone hairpins, one black and one white, were stuck in a bun, and two strands of hair fell from the temples, hanging down on the redness at the end of the eyes.

After a while, he cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you for your help, I have no plans."

Wei Yin also didn't know who the demon cultivator was following him. At this time, he should have never offended anyone else, and he didn't have any treasures on him, so why did he lead to the murder?

Under Huashen's blow, the demon cultivator must have died completely, but he still remembered the location of the soul-calling banner that fell just now, picked it up with a natural expression, and threw it into his storage bag that was only two meters wide. Only then did he look at the person who made the sound.

Wei Yin wrote down the grace of saving Mei Fuyou, but this matter did not affect his choice, he did not want to go to Kunlun for the time being, and he would not take the place of others after knowing that he was not a follower of the Lord.

If there is no such thing as admitting the wrong person, as an outsider, like the group of monks who live in no fixed place, he might be happy to visit Kunlun.

There are four major sects in Erchongtian.

Kunlun, Penglai, Yaochi, Yuhua Palace.

There are many Danxiu formations in Yaochi, and most of them are women.

Penglai is a demon cultivator, and I heard that the young master of Penglai was originally a white peacock.

Yuhua Palace accommodates all kinds of capable people and strangers, including mortals.

Due to the death of Kunlun's patriarch, Dao Dao hundreds of years ago, Kunlun's strength has not been as good as before, and it is now at the end of the four major sects.

The resources in Sanxiu's hands are all in exchange for their lives, and their personal strength is not as good as that of the sect, let alone the big sect. There are three big cities in Kunlun alone, with a deep foundation. There are four peak masters in the sect. There are eight elders, and there are eight great powers of transforming gods.

If he went to Kunlun, the speed of his cultivation would increase with half the effort.

Therefore, Wei Yin's refusal to let Mei Fuyou's hand stretch out was neither true nor accepted, but he looked as usual, as if he didn't see Wei Yin put away the soul-calling banner.

Mei Fuyou said in a tone of voice: "I really don't want to come to Kunlun? As long as you come, you can choose any peak master as your assistant teacher, and Kunlun will devote all its strength to help you become a fairy."

The young man in front of him looked embarrassed, as if he was a little embarrassed. After a long while, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "I met a bearded Taoist priest in Rongcheng, and he told my fortune for me. To avoid disaster, never go to Kunlun."

The north of Yaochi happens to be within the range of Kunlun.

After the words fell, Mei Fuyou's complexion changed slightly.

Wei Yin may not know who the bearded Taoist priest is, but Mei Fuyou knows who it is.

It was this person who calculated the doom of Kunlun and knew that the ancestor would fall. If they hadn't been prepared, Kunlun might not have such a glory now.

Mei Fuyou glanced at him lightly, suddenly her body moved slightly, her hand was already on top of Wei's bun.

His tone was gentle, but he couldn't deny it: "You can tell if it's true or not. Don't be afraid, my soul searching technique is harmless to monks."

not good!

The soul search technique is a means to check the memory of a monk. Although there is a great ability to change the memory to guard against the soul search technique, but the foundation is built only after the introduction of the guard, even if he knows how to do it, it is difficult to cook without rice.

If his memory is checked, Mei Fuyou can't hide his rebirth.

Wei Yin doesn't want the second person to know about such bizarre things at present, Mei Fuyou's palms are shining brightly, Wei Yin's pupils shrunk slightly, and he hastily squeezed seals in his hands.

"There is a mixture of things, and it is congenital."

Mei Fuyou's movements suddenly slowed down!

He chuckled lightly: "Time?"

Wei Yin had already broken free from his control, and quickly stepped aside, knowing that it was useless to reason with the other party, he hurriedly said: "Everything I said is true, if you don't believe me, I can swear it."

Mei Fuyou's silence caused Wei to raise his eyebrows slightly, and began to strike while the heat was hot: "I am not belittling Kunlun, nor is it intentional to deceive Your Excellency, I hope Your Excellency will think twice."

Mei Fuyou didn't make any more moves, and didn't make him swear, but glanced at him several times, and said strangely: "You are a little casual cultivator, how can you understand the way of time?"

Wei Yin's use of time in his previous life can be regarded as proficient, so now he can rebuild the Dao without abandoning his cultivation, it just takes time to stabilize.

The situation is critical, and it is better to expose time than to expose him to live another life.

There are three thousand ways in the world, and there are ten ways.

Time, space, cause and effect, reality, chaos, life and death, good and evil, yin and yang, all things, order.

Granted by the way of heaven, everything cannot be cut.

These ten ways are the origin of heaven and earth, the ten principles, and the pursuit of all living beings.

On the bright side, except for Meng Su, Zunzhu, and Kunlun Yaofeng Peak Master, no one in the Second Heaven practiced these ten ways.

That's why Mei Fuyou was surprised.

Even if Wei Yin wasn't an apprentice of the patriarch, his hands were itchy.

Such good seedlings, who will not enter Kunlun?

Mei Fuyou put away the umbrella, the jade between his brows had a misty luster, he punched up and down, and said kindly: "No matter what, follow me to Kunlun."

"Do you know that you have admitted the wrong person?" Wei Yin endured it, but did not move.

In the last life, it was Kunlun people who came to beg him to go to Kunlun.

After learning that he had found the wrong person, it was also from Kunlun who drove him out mercilessly.

It was all his fault.

"How come?" Hearing this, Mei Fuyou laughed instead, "Although my Kunlun arithmetic is not as good as that old man's, it is more than enough for a junior."

Kunlun suddenly looked for someone with great fanfare. They must have had what they believed to be definite news. They learned that the apprentice of the patriarch was living abroad, and this was the chaos that lasted for several days.

And Kunlun has always protected his weaknesses and will not let his family suffer outside. Even if he has never seen this master and apprentice who suddenly appeared, he will invite him back.

Hearing this, Wei Yin froze suddenly.

Kunlun Arithmetic——

There is only one operator in Kunlun.

Immeasurable mountains, immeasurable real people.

Meng Su.

Also his master.

It's not that Wei Yin didn't think that he was able to go to Kunlun because of his master's arithmetic.

Master Meng cultivates karma, he can see the karma lines on mortals and monks, and he can take in people with good lines earlier, and he can also use karma to kill people invisible. one of the candidates.

Teaching is kindness, and helping is love.

He never blamed his master for miscalculating someone and leading him to Kunlun.

The one who hurt him was someone else, the one who broke his sword bone was someone else, and the only one who helped him pity him was his master.

Wei Yin quickly pulled out his thoughts, feeling very at ease about the long-bearded Taoist priest who dumped the blame on him in his previous life, he said: "The Taoist priest said that he is not a seeker. The name of the person you are looking for is Jiang Xueqi, Tianling root, born in Wanshengzong."

"Don't delay going because of me."

Wei Yin explained in too much detail, and dared to swear, Mei Fuyou was a little shaken even with a determined face. He bent his fingers and thought for a while, "You come with me."

After finishing speaking, he said: "If you really admit the wrong person, you don't want to enter Kunlun?"

Wei Yin nodded.

Mei Fuyou stared at him and smiled, "If it's really Kunlun's mistake, I promise you that I will do my best to help you within my ability."

After saying this, Mei Fuyou was about to wrap his Yujian and fly over, Wei Yin hurriedly said: "You have a cassock!"

"I'm wearing an ordinary robe, which can't resist the spiritual power of the sky."

He didn't want to be flying in the air and suddenly his hair was disheveled.

Moreover, the robe on his body was bought by him with a few copper coins, the material is very uncomfortable, it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, Wei Yin feels that something is not right all over.

Mei Fuyou: "..."

This is the first time he has seen such a fool who is so poor and yet so sincere.

He rummaged through his storage bag, and managed to find a black gold robe that he hadn't worn. The robe was neatly folded when it was stuffed into the storage bag. Mei Fuyou was very satisfied with it, and handed it over with one hand Give it to Wei Yin and signal him to put it on.

Mei Fuyou's storage bag is also very unique, in the shape of leaves, woven with gold threads, and inlaid with jade buttons, which is beautifully tight.

"I wear one piece of clothing a day, and this is the only one in my storage bag that I haven't worn, so you can just leave it, my friend."

Wei Yin had heard of Mei Fuyou's wonderful personality in her previous life, she changed clothes more frequently than anyone else, and her clothes were richer than anyone else, but this person has a good appearance, and he just brought a fashion style in the Kunlun area, becoming popular Six cities.

He tactfully said: "Can you set a barrier for me?"

You can't take it off and wear it again in broad daylight.

Mei Fuyou raised her eyebrows, because she cherished her talents, she was very patient with him, she pinched her fingers and put a jet-black barrier around Wei Yin, which made Wei Yin look like a shining star from the outside. braised eggs.

Wei Yin quickly changed his clothes and came out, Mei Fuyou looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth, for a moment he felt that the other party was more suitable for this Taoist robe than herself.

The two mounted the ice sword and quickly traveled through the clouds.

One of these two people had been a playboy for decades in his previous life, and he didn't regard Mei Fuyou as an elder at all. They were so nervous that they didn't realize that Wei Yin was a casual cultivator, but they never feared him.

Wei Yin has been living in the Second Heaven since he woke up. He didn't know where he came from, and he didn't inherit the memory of the original body, so in his previous life, he didn't know whether the original body was the disciple of the patriarch or not, and he didn't know that the original body was actually a half. The demon, fortunately, it was not too late for him to wake up, and he finally cultivated to transform into a god, killed the demon master, avenged his teacher, and did not waste his previous life.

A half-demon usually looks like a human being. Under normal circumstances, only when the mood is extremely unstable will some of the characteristics of a demon be revealed. Wei Yin was exposed at the centenary banquet. A pair of pointed cat ears grew out in full view.

Nowadays, the status of demons is not low in the second heaven, but half demons are no better than real demons. Except for Penglai, other places still look down on half demons, and there are even many monks who take half demons as slaves.

In his previous life, he came here inexplicably, occupied someone else's body in a daze, and thought about finding the original soul, but even though he had become a god of transformation, he couldn't find any clues about the original body.

Wei Yin thought about whether his rebirth would be related to his original body.

But after thinking about it, he can only know more if his strength improves.

As a cultivator of Huashen, Mei Fuyou's flying speed is dozens of times faster than others, and the two arrived at their destination very quickly.

Mei Fuyou put away her sword, stared at the three words "Wanshengzong" covered in dust on the plaque, her eyes were critical, her footsteps seemed to be rooted, and she didn't take half a step.

After a while, he asked slowly: "Is this Jiang Xueqi's sect?"

Wei Yin also stared at the plaque.

He was thinking that there is no cleaning technique in the second heaven at this time, and both inside and outside the sect need to be cleaned by mortals, or low-level monks use spiritual power to control water and other cleaning items to clean, which not only takes time, but also consumes spiritual energy , so the salary of the cleaners is not too low.

This situation happened to the Wansheng sect. It is conceivable that this poor sect can't even afford to hire a cleaner.

Wei Yin resisted the idea of ​​using the cleansing technique, nodded, "It's indeed here, fellow Taoist, let's go in and find someone."

The tone was so natural that even Mei Fuyou didn't think there was anything wrong with the title.

One is a vegetable chicken for building foundations, and the other is a powerful party, who is actually regarded as a peer.

By the time Mei Fuyou realized it, he had already entered Wanshengzong.Wei Yin followed him and also entered the door, the two ignored the protective formation that looked like a decoration, Mei Fuyou looked at him, with frowned eyes, and said: "I think you are more like the one that the patriarch received. Famous personal disciple."

Wei Yin originally wanted to ask why he made such a remark, but he changed his mouth again: "How can the lord recognize a mediocre person with a single spiritual root as a disciple? Your Excellency is too worried."

"Your temperament is exactly the same as that of the patriarch."

"You read it wrong, I don't know the lord."

"Not only do they have similar temperaments, but they also look alike."

Wei Yin: "..."

He sort of knew why Mei Fuyou made so many enemies. In her previous life, she was plotted against and fell into her own sect, leaving no bones left.

"You look alike too." Wei Yin replied politely.

After replying, Wei Yin realized something was wrong.

When he died, he was about to break through to transform into a god. If the vitality in his body hadn't died, the Taoist enlightenment before his death would have sent him to Dongxuan, becoming No. 1 in the second heaven.In her previous life, Mei Fuyou's cultivation level was comparable to his, and to him, she was indeed considered a peer.

And the monk with the highest cultivation level in Erchongtian is no more than Huashen.

But he has just been reborn, and he is just a small foundation-building rookie, not worthy to be compared with the power of transforming gods.

Wei Yin thought about how to pretend to be a normal junior.

Mei Fuyou didn't care about Wei Yin's faux pas after he finished speaking. While talking to Wei Yin, she let go of her spiritual sense to lure the suzerain of Wanshengzong out. The way she did it was the same as when she was in Rongcheng, and she was not polite.

After a while, a Nascent Soul cultivator flying through the clouds appeared at the gate of Wanshengzong.

The middle-aged man had a beautiful beard on both sides, and the ends of his hair were a little dusty. Because he came in a hurry, his demeanor was a little messed up.

"Greetings to Yi Nian Daoist, I don't know why the Daoist came today... why?"

Mei Fuyou didn't answer his words first, but smiled and asked Weiyin: "Now do you know what my name is?"

Wei Yin is as good as others: "A real person."

After getting the answer, Mei Fuyou turned her head unhurriedly, and looked at the middle-aged monk who was trying to overcome her panic, "Your sect has a disciple named Jiang Xueqi."

"Boldly ask, is it a happy event for the real person to find him or..." For the sake of his beloved disciple, the middle-aged monk asked tremblingly.

Mei Fuyou has a quick temper and has never been easy to get along with. He is also known as a supernatural power, and his hands can float thousands of miles away. He is afraid that the other party will get anxious and kill him and tear down the sect, but he is even more afraid that the other party is looking for Jiang. The stubble from the snow, but he was powerless to stop it.

"What are you afraid of?" Mei Fuyou took a step forward, and seeing the middle-aged monk shaking even more, he shook his head helplessly: "I have a good temper, and I won't embarrass your apprentice, just say it."

The middle-aged man's expression was stiff.

He has lived for hundreds of years and has never seen such a shameless person.

When he came, he was in a hurry, wishing that the whole sect knew he was coming, and now he said he had a good temper?

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat him, the middle-aged man would just want to spit on the ground.

The author has something to say:

Cultivators cherish their lives. Those who have the conditions must bring more magic weapons (jewelry). They will not be plain. Today, Mei Fuyou wears a white robe with dark lines, and the inside is red.

When the thunder is cleared, there will be snow in Heijiang