After the rebirth, the old enemy helps me clean up

"Junior Brother Pei, this is the Mo Lin Mansion." Zhou Wuyou led Lu Chengyang to the Mo Lin Mansion, "You can easily answer whatever Master asks you. In addition, if you hear or see anything in the mansion, don't make a fuss."

"What's more, just stay in the other courtyard for a good life, and don't enter the residence of the master at will."

Zhou Wuyou's explanation was more like bringing Lu Chengyang to some kind of boundless sea of ​​suffering, rather than the place where the owner of Buming Pavilion lived.

Lu Chengyang looked around.

Molin Mansion is the most distinctive mansion among all the mansions in Buming Pavilion. The mansion has white walls and black tiles on the outside, but the inner walls are painted with ink-colored mountains, rivers, beasts, exotic flowers and plants.

In the meantime, just like Xiuzhuyuan, there are many green bamboos planted, which are blessed by spiritual energy and are tall and straight all the year round, full of greenness.

Molin Mansion got its name because there are two ink pools in this mansion. The ink can be condensed into different forms according to the preference of the owner of the pavilion. Guang Lingzi, the founder of the sect, turned the water in the ink pools into an ink forest, so Molin The name of the mansion is Molin Mansion.

And now, there is an ink bridge connecting the two ink pools in the Mo Lin Mansion.

Lu Chengyang remembered that when Xie Jing's master He Wenzi was alive, two chessboards evolved above the ink pool.

At that time, his master Qin Yunzi and He Wenzi used the chessboard transformed from the ink pool to play chess in order to quietly compete in spiritual power.

Every step takes a lot of spiritual power, and it really is something that only a generation of immortals dare to play.

Thinking of this, Lu Chengyang accidentally laughed.

But the smile quickly subsided.

Two days ago, Xie Jing didn't show up again after leaving his words, let alone interrogating about "Dragon's Blood".

Then Zhou Wuyou told him in a very embarrassing manner that he was going to be sent to the Mo Lin Mansion to stay for a period of time, but he didn't know how long it would be.

Lu Chengyang didn't know what Xie Jing was thinking, the high-level punishment for the disciple who made a mistake turned out to be living with the pavilion master——

I just don't know if the food is good or not.

Although the Mo Lin Mansion has not undergone major changes, it is still slightly expanded on the basis of the appearance in Lu Chengyang's memory.

The pavilion is bigger, but for some reason, it is a little more deserted.

The place Zhou Wuyou finally led him to was the other courtyard.

However, although this other courtyard is much smaller than the main mansion, it is also divided into east, west, north and south, surrounded by the main mansion pavilion on all sides, and he went to the south.

What caught his attention was that the evil spirit in the other courtyard to the east seemed to be exuding purgatory, which was incompatible with the leisurely and elegant surroundings.

Lu Chengyang secretly urged his recovered spiritual power to probe in, but was bounced back by a stronger force.

Strange.

"Junior Brother Pei, what's wrong?"

Zhou Wuyou thought that Lu Chengyang felt unwell, so he asked.

Lu Chengyang shook his head at him, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, I'll just stay here."

Weird.

Zhou Wuyou glanced at him and nodded, gave him a few more instructions, and then left Mo Lin Mansion.

Nothing can restrain Lu Chengyang's wild curiosity.

He tried to use a few traces of spiritual power to investigate again, but hit a wall again.

So he adopted a very primitive method - over / wall.

When it comes to climbing trees/walls, Lu Chengyang is a good hand, but because Pei Miaomiao's hands are too delicate, when he finished climbing/walls, he had two or three blood blisters.

Strange to say, after climbing into the east courtyard, he felt that the spiritual power in his whole body was still unblocked.

The structure of the east courtyard is completely different from that of the south courtyard. The pattern is obviously larger. What's more, it is rather strange that there are only many closed rooms densely built in the courtyard, without any view of green planting and flower beds.

But that evil spirit, or many evil spirits, are still very strong.

Lu Chengyang gathered his spiritual energy slightly into his eyes, closed them and opened them again, and quickly "looked" the entire room.

At present, using Pei Miaomiao's shell to stimulate his spiritual power can barely help him activate the wisdom eye technique "Clarifying Pupils", so as to gain insight into his surroundings.

But the scene glimpsed through the Chengjing pupil made Lu Chengyang look complicated.

There is one person in each room, there are men and women, all young people, all of them are good-looking, but they are not wearing the clothes of Buming Pavilion, but colorful and everything.

At this time, some people are embroidering, some are dancing swords, some are standing alone on the golden rooster, some are chanting mantras, and some are doing handstands.

It seems that he is not the only one in the other courtyard who is a pervert who has the tendency to seriously harm young girls from a good family, a few disciples who violated the school rules in cultivating qi and talismans, and some people who don't know who they are.

Putting these individuals by his side, Lu Chengyang felt that he didn't understand Xie Jing even more.

Maybe it's been a decade or so, Xie Jing is very lonely and has developed some new hobbies?

After Lu Chengyang entered the East Courtyard, the evil spirit disappeared in an instant. He was confused for a while, but he realized that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly climbed over the wall and left the East Courtyard.

What he hadn't seen yet was that the eyes of the men and women in the room were all reddened for a moment, and a blood lotus-shaped mark leaked from the center of their brows.

But the golden light burst out from under their feet again, and the blood lotus disappeared again.

And the scarlet in their eyes receded in an instant.

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For many days in a row, Lu Chengyang lived a life of eating, drinking and relaxing.

Although he is also deeply reflecting on what a great cause he should do as a reborn person, perhaps Kezi's character has also affected him, and he feels that it is a good thing to be a little disciple who accomplishes nothing and is taken care of by others.

If it wasn't for Xie Jing, who had gone somewhere for the past few days, to return to the Mo Lin Mansion, he might be able to live like this forever.

Knowing that Xie Jing returned to the Mo Lin Mansion, it was not because he saw him, but because he entered the other party's realm of cultivation.

That night, he was sleeping soundly, when he suddenly dreamed of a cloud and stepped on a solid object.

He looked down, and the things under his feet were like an endless mirror, and there was a person sitting cross-legged in front of him, covered in white clothes, the lotus patterns on the sleeves were slightly silvery, and his face was plain, it was Xie Jing.

But Xie Jing in front of him didn't move.

Lu Chengyang immediately realized that this was an unusual dream, but a cultivation one.

The realm of cultivation is a very private personal mind realm, and high-level monks can even meditate here.

When the realm of cultivation is relatively fragile, it is when the monk is physically and mentally damaged or sleeps very deeply.On the one hand, the realm of cultivation is actually the dream of monks, but because there are still some differences, a different term is used.

Low-level monks are easy to be entered into the realm of cultivation by others. In contrast, the cultivation realm of high-level monks is extremely strict and tightly sealed.

However, under certain circumstances, low-level monks can also enter the cultivation realm of high-level monks. For example, two people enter their own cultivation realm at the same time, and they are both related to the scenes or characters in the cultivation realm.Or, the monk himself is willing.

This guy, Pei Miaomiao, has no alchemy at all, so naturally he doesn't have a decent saber, and he doesn't have any cultivation.

But why was he able to enter Xie Jing's realm of cultivation?

Currently Lu Chengyang is in the White Realm, also known as the Empty Realm.This state represents a peaceful and peaceful state of practice.

Nothing will happen to Xie Jing.

So, there's really nothing to look at at all.

Lu Chengyang laughed at himself, and was thinking about how to get out, when the mirror below suddenly rippled a few times like the surface of water.

The scene around Xiujing suddenly changed.

What appeared before my eyes were the white walls and black tiles of Mo Lin Mansion, and the vibrant ink flow rolling in the ink pool.The sun shines through the window lattice and scattered on the table in front of Xie Jing. He is writing circles on a book, occasionally making small notes.

Lu Chengyang stared at it for about a stick of incense, and the scene in Xiu territory did not change at all.

The dream is no different from reality, and it really is very lucid.

Lu Chengyang watched Xie Jing turn over half of the book in boredom, and accidentally yawned in the realm of cultivation.

Just when he was about to turn around to see if there was any exit or something, the scene in front of him finally changed, and there were two figures at the foot of the mountains in Beizhou.

Both of them were dressed in white clothes, but one person's clothes were stained with mud and his face was covered with a lot of plaster, while the other's white clothes were not stained with dust, it was better than fresh snow.

Although the young man in white clothes with dirty clothes and face had a pleading tone, he grinned with big white teeth: "Isn't it just a cup, you see I stayed in that kiln for a long time, and I made an identical one! "

The snow-clothed boy finally stopped and glanced at the thing in the man's hand.

The porcelain cup in the young man's hand did have that shape, but it only stayed in that shape.

Its coloring is uneven, and the lotus flower that has been painstakingly glazed on it is out of shape, and it can only be seen as a lotus flower.

The snow-clothed boy sighed, and continued walking towards the mountain.

The young man carrying the porcelain cup followed behind him and said, "Are you angry? Squeak, what about my cup? I'll burn a whole set for you."

"Go slow, go slow!"

"Don't be angry!"

"Xie Siting!"

"Thank you Jing!!!"

Lu Chengyang couldn't help but bury his face in his palms for a while, then raised his face again, looking at the backs of the two young men who were running towards Xiujing.

The picture disappeared at this moment, and turned into a vast and endless cloud.

Under the peaceful and peaceful cultivation state, some memories in the empty realm of the cultivation realm should be the happiest time for the monk himself.

"Xie Jing, the happiest time was when I begged him to forgive." Lu Chengyang sighed, "Isn't it the time when he killed me?"

He suddenly felt depressed, and when he turned his head, he suddenly saw Xie Jing again.

But it wasn't the Xie Jing who still looked young even when he was frowning back then, but Xie Jing who is now master of illusion and is the master of Buming Pavilion.

Come on, the owner has come in!

Lu Chengyang quickly withdrew from Xie Jing's realm of cultivation.

Pei Miaomiao's cultivation base was extremely low in Buming Pavilion, and it was like a speck of dust in Xie Jing's cultivation realm.

So Xie Jing shouldn't have entered because of unusual spiritual power fluctuations in the cultivation realm.

Cold sweat broke out in Lu Chengyang's hands.

Really, is there any need to be so afraid of Xie Jing?

I don't know how many times he secretly mocked his future, Lu Chengyang put his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, recalled how he once asked Xie Jing for forgiveness, and snorted again.

It wasn't long before he fell asleep again.

Whether it's Pei Miaomiao's shell, or his real blood-clothed fairy's shell, they all have one characteristic, that is, lethargy.

As soon as Lu Chengyang fell asleep, he slept until the sun was rising.

Chun Ri Xin Yang was hitting him in the face, and a paper crane suddenly appeared on the small table.

The paper cranes are just ordinary white paper cranes, which shows that the news itself is not that important.

On weekdays, disciples usually use this fourth-class white paper crane to pass letters to each other.

Lu Chengyang stretched and picked up the paper crane. The paper crane trembled, and then a silver light came out from the left wing, and the other end touched the little finger of Lu Chengyang's left hand——

It was a guiding paper crane.

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ps: Most of Xiao Xie used the name "Jing", and Xiao Lu used the word "Chengyang", because it was typed like this when he first opened the pit, and he felt that the word Si Ting was too soft. I'm a little less aggressive hahaha~Thank you for watching~