Wen's sect's scumbag junior brother is back

The Fu'e clan has been a small clan that guards the formation since ancient times. Tens of thousands of years ago, because of their meritorious service in guarding the formation, the gods in the sky bestowed upon them a book of the gods.

The ancestors of the Bie'e clan were overjoyed, and regarded the genealogy of the gods as the most precious treasure in their clan, and passed it down from generation to generation.

However, 200 years ago, someone leaked the news and it was known by the bad guys.

In order to force them to hand over the 200 gods, the evil people released the drought man to make them dry for [-] years.And they are also self-defeating, so that the monastics who are raining do not know that they are dry.

Now the cultivator in charge of the rain knows and rains for them.The Bound Evil Clan should have been happy, but the evil people got worse and used another method to torture them.

The Bound Evil Clan has suffered for many years, and they have long been unbearable. They know that the Hundred Gods are a hot potato, so they plan to give their Hundred Gods to Da Neng in exchange for protection.

Inside the forbidden area, a group of people secretly poked their heads out to look at the dry land that was roasting like fire. Due to long-term tension, his eyes were bloodshot.

"No one! No one!" He was relieved and surprised.

Seeing this, everyone ran out quickly. The priest wanted to hold some offerings, but after thinking about it carefully, he took out the magic weapon passed down from the clan - the fire that can burn for two days and ran out.

Everyone took advantage of the time when the gangster didn't come, and hurriedly knelt in front of the stele.

The priest put the fire behind the stele and asked the tribe to cover it with stones.After everyone bowed a few times, they hurried back to the forbidden area.

The priest was sweating profusely after returning. He looked at the stele and the stones in the corner, and curled his palms slightly.

That night, Bai Ying didn't know whether it was a god or a friend of the cultivators. According to Bai Ying, once the stele was dry, the cultivators would also know that the place was dry.

So he deliberately put the fire under the stele to bake, so that people who practice Taoism will know this place.

It's just...he's lying about the cultivators.

He clenched the book of gods in his hand, closed his eyes, and the sweat on his eyelashes trembled.

There is really no way to do this, and I hope the cultivators will forgive me after they know about it.

The golden splendor of the Immortal Palace was reflected, and the clouds and mist shrouded it. Xu Chao got up and lay down on the small table to look at the rain map above.

It has been a month or so since he came back from Bie'e Town that day.

At the beginning, he and his senior brother thought that someone was covering up the secret, and the senior brother used his spiritual sense to cover the town of Fu E, and took a quick look around, but there was nothing unusual.

He was worried, and pestered his senior brother to go and see it.

The senior brother was so entangled with him that he couldn't help it, sighed softly, and asked him to bring the incense burner over, and twisted a piece of Xu's unattractive hair with his fingers, and burned it to ashes, and mixed it with the incense burner ashes and tea.

The brother's hand was full of light, he pressed the light into the rain-distributing map, and Xu Chaoqi's consciousness also entered the rain-distributing map.

Later, Xu Chaoqi also knew that it was the priest Buyutu who was self-defeating, and he was just besieging the gangsters of the Bie Ei clan...

He came out of the rain-distributing map, but his senior brother touched his head and said softly: "The creatures of heaven and earth have their own destiny. This is the doom between them and others. We don't know them at all. If we use the eyes of the gods to forcibly Joining the WTO to help them seems to be a relief, but it is actually the greatest injustice to the world."

Xu Chaoqi thought about it, so he had to put the matter aside.

As for the formation guarded by the Bie E clan, if others don't talk about it, and they don't want to cause harm to the world, why bother to push others away to find out what happened?

Wen Zhaoxi later searched every inch of the rain-distributing map, and found two or three loopholes, which he fixed in a few breaths.

Xu Chaoqi discovered the fun after entering the picture, so he pestered his senior brother to let him enter the picture.

Wen Zhaoxi poured a cup of tea for Xu Chaoqi, closed his eyes, and did not agree for a while.

At night, Xu Chaoqi was still sleeping in his senior brother's room, but tonight he covered his head with a quilt, and didn't let his senior brother kiss him, and he didn't get into his arms.

Wen Zhaoxi's chest was empty, without a lump of heat, he shook his head and sighed helplessly, the smile in his eyes was still there, he couldn't bear to blame his junior no matter what.

When Xu Chao woke up the next day, his senior brother twirled three of his hairs, made a few little paper figurines and went outside to dig three handfuls of soil, and at the same time took a cup of heavenly water and poured it into the incense burner to burn for half a day, and finally mixed a ball of mud in the Together.

The mud became smaller and smaller, became clear and white, and finally it was only the size of a pill.

Xu Chaoqi stared at Xiao Niwan, and the senior brother stared at him.

He has black hair, and the senior brother also pinched his black hair for Xiao Niwan.In the end, his eyes, neck, and body were pinched out one by one by the senior brother.

The little clay figurine is very similar to him, but the senior brother didn't want him to exist again, so he put a red mole on the little clay figurine's head.

The mud that was the same as the red mole was pushed into Xu Chaoqi's fingertips by the senior brother, and at the same time the little clay figurine was also pushed into the cloth rain map.

Xu Chaoqi had a little more connection in his mind. For a moment, he could walk out of any rain-distributing tablet he wanted in the world.

Xu Chaoqi was full of joy, and leaned over to kiss his senior brother.The senior brother sat without moving, not surprised by favor or humiliation, and let him kiss.

Xu Chaoqi only allowed himself to wander around the rain map for half an hour at most every day.

27 Everywhere in the area, a handsome young man with a red mole between his eyebrows often appears. He always only stays for a while, and after a while, people can no longer find him.

At noon, the sun turned the waterfall into red gold, and Xu Chao got up and lay down on the rain map to enjoy himself.

The scorching heat touched his fingertips, and Xu Chaoqi woke up in a daze, only to find that the town of Bie'e on the rain map was red and black and then blue.

Blue means there is no shortage of water, and red means hot weather.

Xu looked up and stared at it, and after a while, the rain map glowed white.

The scorching sun shone on the water droplets, and the forbidden land was not as dry as before.

As soon as Xu Chaoqi walked in, the priest held a book and knelt on the ground with the clansmen, shouting in unison: "May I exchange the holy things of the clan for the protection of the gods!"

The priest didn't know whether Xu Chaoqi was a cultivator or a god in the sky as the other party said, so he could only respect him as "God".

Xu Chaoqi was stunned, staring at the ancient book, not knowing what to make for a moment.

In the evening, Xu Chao got up and went back.

Wen Zhaoxi listened to the words "Hundred Gods", closed his eyes, and took a sip from his teacup: "If you want to change it, change it."

Xu Chaoqi was a little puzzled and said: "...Isn't it impossible to enter the world?"

"It's an exchange, not meddling."

Xu Chaoqi understood.

Later, they exchanged one heaven-rank magic weapon, three earth-level magic weapons, five earth-grade magic pills, ten black-grade magic pills, and white yellow-grade magic pills to the Bie'e clan, and set up five guards for Bie'e town. Town big array.

The Bie'e clan drove away the villains with the magic weapon, and in order to prevent others from attacking them, they put the Bie'e town under the name of Yingtianzong for another 200 years.

Fu E Town was overjoyed to get all this, especially after hearing that Da Neng came from Yingtian Sect, he was even more overjoyed from the sky, and led his clansmen to worship the divine stele again and again.

They also wanted to use their clansmen to sacrifice to the sacred stele. Xu Chaoqi felt chills when he heard it, so he took a pen and wrote two sentences on the sacred stele.

[One living sacrifice will bind the evil clan for three years.Those who participate in the sacrifice will be born with a hundred diseases, and will be tortured after death, eaten by a hundred ghosts, and will not enter the cycle of reincarnation until their souls are worn out and dissipated. ]

The Bie'e clansmen were so frightened that they didn't sleep well all night, and since then they have no thought of living sacrifices.

Except that Xu Chaoqi can bring disaster to the Bie E clan, the rest is just empty talk.

After writing these words, he suddenly understood why the senior brother said that he should not enter the world easily.

Because he is also a mortal and has emotions, it is easy for him to judge life and death based on his temporary likes and dislikes.Feel pity for others today, and hate others tomorrow, but how can people be purely good or purely evil?

He doesn't have this ability, so he doesn't dare to judge randomly.

On the day when Xu Chaoqi exchanged the genealogy of the gods with the Bie E clan, he did not forget to add a clause to the treaty with the other party.

If the Fu Evil Clan does evil in the future, Yingtianzong will expel them.

After the matter came to an end, Xu Chaoqi began to look at the legendary book of gods after he finished writing the book of talismans and formations.

The Hundred Gods Book has been placed in the human world for tens of thousands of years, and the spiritual energy attached to it has long been consumed. Now the paper is gray and old, and it is covered with soil.

Xu Chaoqi dried the soil outside, and then brought the book of gods into the house.

There are gray lines printed on the book of gods, like an ancient beast.He knew that the three characters "Hundred Gods" were written on the cover, but it was a pity that these three characters became more and more strange the more he looked at them, and he didn't know them at all.

He gently opened the first page, the brittle and hard paper made a "crash" sound, the inside was gray and dark, a musty smell rushed towards him, and the handwriting could no longer be read clearly.

The book of the hundred gods is full of words, and there are no pictures, and he can't understand a single word.

Suo Xingxu had nothing to do at noon, so he took out a blank piece of paper and began to copy the "Hundred Gods".Some characters were so blurry that he only wrote them well.

For a whole afternoon, he copied less than half of the book, and his hands were sore from copying.

But the good thing is that the more he copied these words, the more familiar he became.After copying to the back, he can easily write it out just by looking at it.

In the evening, when the senior brother came back, he hurriedly handed the copy of the book of the gods to the senior brother.

The brother took the paper and glanced upwards, the simple and simple characters reflected in his eyes.

"Did you ever know each other?"

The senior brother scanned a few lines of handwriting, raised his lips and said softly: "I've seen it before."

"Ok?"

The quaint Book Collection Pavilion was opened, and Wen Zhaoxi led Xu Chaoqi through the bookshelves one after another.

Xu Chao got up and looked left and right, the library is full of beautiful things, probably there are no less than [-] books.

The two walked through the dazzling bookshelves, and the warm orange candlelight brought back Xu Chaoqi's memories.He turned his head away, his eyes dodged, and his fingers curled slightly.

When he just came back, the book he was reading here disappeared for some reason, and he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked for it later.

Shadows shuttled back and forth under the candlelight, and the further they walked, the older the books behind them became. At least these books had never fallen into ashes.

Until they stood in front of a one-foot-high bookshelf, Wen Zhaoxi raised his hand and took out an ancient book.

Xu Chaoqi looked at the cover of the ancient book, and the characters on it happened to be similar in shape to the ones he had copied in the afternoon.

The ancient books were taken down, and Wen Zhaoxi went to the back shelf to pick up a few more.

Xu Chaoqi looked at his senior brother who was so familiar with this place, blinked his bright phoenix eyes, and asked curiously: "Could it be possible that senior brother has read all the books in Zangshu Pavilion?"

The senior brother gave a soft "hmm", and the library suddenly fell silent.

Xu Chaoqi:? ?

Wen Zhaoxi: ...

He didn't say anything, his eyes were deep and deep, and he stood like a pine.