Everyone owes me a favor

Before falling into the "Lost World" magic cave, Feng Rugu never thought about what his future life would be like.

Because he doesn't have to think about it.

He is the proud son of heaven, a flower lotus, born to belong to the great river of the sky, with rainbows and stars.

He was too young and high-spirited, thinking that he could protect everyone.

But when Ding You led his troops to attack and blow up the small courtyard where Lin Xuejing kept them, and Jing Sanchai was seriously injured by the bombing and fell into his arms, Feng Rugu's perception of himself was shaken in an instant.

Fortunately, Feng Ruyuan never indulged in superfluous emotions.

He immediately thought that Lin Xuejing had just moved to the backyard.

At that time, Feng Rugu didn't know whether Lin Xuejing was Ding You's internal agent, or was ambushed by Ding You along with them.

If the former, Feng Rugu must kill him.Because he knew too many of their secrets.

If the latter, Feng Rugu also needs to save him from danger for the sake of taking him in.

He is the same as before, and he has never owed love in his life.

However, when he killed a demon cultivator and broke into the backyard, Feng Ruyuan stopped in his tracks.

A person wearing Lin Xuejing's light-yellow shirt fell face down in the torrential sea of ​​flames.

His elegant face was engulfed by the orange-red fire.

And the love test jade that Lin Xuejing carried with him was torn off from his waist by the blast under the action of the huge explosion, and rolled onto the ground not far from Feng Ruyu.

Feng Ruyuan's skin became tight and astringent from the hot air blowing on his face.

He kicked away the pieces of wood that were burning Lin Xuejing, and rushed to his side: "Lin Xuejing!"

Lin Xuejing lay down quietly on the ground, the goose-yellow garment was licked up by the flames, and it was flying towards the sky, but soon, the splashing flames pulled that piece of garment back, and it turned into a piece of coke in the wild dancing flames .

Feng Ruyuan knelt down and touched his breastbone.

Where there should have been a bone, all he felt was a lump of softness.

——At the first moment when the spiritual power exploded, Lin Xuejing withstood all the power head-on, and his sternum was blasted into countless bone fragments, wedged into his heart.

Such a person who had a broad view of the sea and the sky, looked around the world, and joked about being "famous all over the world", just died quietly in his backyard.

There is no time to wait, he has no time to deal with Lin Xuejing's aftermath.

Before the fire spread, he rushed out of the smoke and dust in the backyard with Jing Sanchai, who was seriously injured and unconscious, on his back.

At the last moment, he looked back.

Away from the hazy fire mist, Feng Ruyuan saw that he was completely swallowed up by the raging fire dragon.

He was also a person who boasted of his talents and his heart was higher than the sky, but he died so that no one would know.

Han Jing, who organized the evacuation of fellow Taoists in the front yard, was relieved to see him come back safely, and asked him, "Where is Lin Xuejing?"

Feng Ruyuan lowered his head and tore off the front skirt, and fixed the unconscious Jing Sanchai on Han Jing's back, intentionally avoiding Han Jing's sight, and said shortly, "I didn't find it."

At this time, he didn't want to say that fate was worthless, and he didn't want to say that the man was "burning in the fire", he would rather believe that it was Lin Xuejing's golden cicada's shelling technique.

As proud people, Feng Rugu and Lin Xuejing miraculously developed a sympathy, so much so that he didn't want to believe that Lin Xuejing would die.

...People shouldn't die so easily.

He will never let anyone around him die so easily.

At least at that moment, Feng Ruyu lied to himself.

And the wonder of human beings is that when they deceive others, they inevitably deceive themselves.

Thinking about it, Feng Rugu really began to doubt what he saw in Lin Xuejing's backyard.

Lin Xuejing, maybe she really didn't die?

Maybe the one that disappeared into the fire was a substitute, or was it his fantasy?

Feng Rugu never believed that Lin Xuejing would be an undercover agent sent by Ding You to take their lives.

Because such a smart person has no reason to be an undercover agent and lie himself to death.

Later, Han Jing disappeared and Sanchai was seriously injured. He had no one to talk about, so he simply stopped mentioning it.

Only a faint thought, and the piece of love jade that fell from his memory, reminded him repeatedly to face reality.

Later, in Ding You's prison, Jing Sanchai, who was about to die, suddenly asked Feng Rugu whether Lin Xuejing was a traitor.

Feng Ruyu also wanted to know this question.

So, he called Ding You in the middle of the night.

Ding You sent the answer.

Lin Xuejing was not a traitor, and at the same time, Mo Dao failed to find this spy.

Yes, because he was turned into an indistinguishable coke in the fire.

At that time, Feng Rugu was trapped in the endless hell, and his spirit was frustrated every day, but the more he worked, he became sober.

Hearing Ding You's answer, the light-yellow clothes that had been burned by the fire reappeared in front of his eyes.

Feng Ruyu no longer deceived himself.

He began to admit that there are indeed irresistible things in this world.

For example, destiny.

But Feng Ruyuan never intended to accept his fate.

God can only take my life.

But God can't force me to accept my fate.

Therefore, after stepping out of the "Old World", Feng Ruyuan did not sink into the sadness of becoming a disabled person for too long.

Because that's useless.

The wound was so painful that he couldn't sleep.

Taking advantage of the pain in the wound, he opened his eyes and looked straight at the moonlight and stars outside the window, thinking about his thoughts soberly.

Seeing that he was in a daze every day, Chang Boning was afraid that he would be narrow-minded, so he collected some books and copybooks on self-cultivation for him to read in his spare time.

Feng Ruyuan rested on the bed, raised his uninjured right arm, and read while holding a book.

Seeing the sentence "repair the short and adapt, the end will come to an end", Feng Ruzhi covered his face with the bamboo book that exuded the fragrance of ink.

...to his end.

There is no so-called end to his seal.

Not long after, the book covering his face was gently lifted by a hand with slender and well-proportioned joints.

His master Xiaoyao Jun sat on the side of his bed at some point, and looked at him gently: "As usual, your injury is better. I think you should have something to say to me."

Feng Rugu came straight to the point: "Master, I have demon energy in my body, so I can no longer stay in Fengling."

Mr. Xiaoyao was silent for a moment, then leaned over to straighten his temples: "I had a hunch that Fengling would not be able to keep you. But if you want to leave..."

Feng Rugu took over the words: "...not now."

Mr. Xiaoyao paused slightly.

Immediately, he smiled brightly, and lightly tapped Feng Rugu's forehead twice with his index finger: "As expected, he is my apprentice, and he knows how to save himself a way out. Is there anything I can do for Master's help?"

Feng Ruyuan likes to talk with people like Master, it saves worry and effort.

He turned to Mr. Xiaoyao, his face was pale, the corners of his lips were scorched, but the expression in his eyes was as bright as the stars in the sky, no less than before.

"Ruyu hopes that Master will take out a broken soul that is connected to Ruyu's heart from Ruyu's body, and put it in..." Feng Ruyu raised his eyes, looking at the bamboo bong newly sent by Jing Sanchai on the bedside, "...put it in this thing .”

This request surprised Mr. Xiaoyao.

"Can you tell Master the usefulness of this piece of soul?"

"I don't know now." Feng Rugu said, "Perhaps, it will come in handy in the future."

Ordinary people, would they be willing to dig out a little bit of heart and soul in their bodies, just for a thing that he doesn't know the purpose of?

However, Mr. Xiaoyao promised him.

"Okay." Mr. Xiaoyao leaned over and said gently, "...Master's little lunatic, Master listens to you. But, no matter what you want to do, remember, keep this heart and soul, and don't lose it."

Feng Ruzhi smiled, understood his pun, and put his face on the back of Mr. Xiaoyao's hand beside his pillow: "Yeah."

Mr. Xiaoyao reminded him: "However, you have to know that losing a little soul, even the tiniest piece, will have an impact on the body. What's more, this is a piece of soul. Although it is very close to you, after leaving the body , you will still feel unwell."

Feng Ruyu was not afraid: "Thank you, Master."

Sure enough, after digging out this bit of soul, Feng Rugu often began to feel tired. He always didn't sleep enough, and couldn't sleep well.

But he didn't mention it to anyone.

Others didn't notice much abnormality either.

It's normal for him to be injured so badly, with his spirit damaged and mentally fatigued.

Before his master left, he prepared "Still Water Flowing Deep" full of spiritual energy for him as a residence in the mountains for him to recuperate his body.

This was the last thing Master did for him.

After that, Master Xiaoyao Jun Xu Xingzhi, Master Mistress Meng Chongguang, and Zhiyue Lord Qu Chi ascended one after another.

Also after this, the ghosts, ghosts, and snake gods from all the Taoist sects went out together to make poses.

In just two years, they attacked Moxiu Thirty-four, who had been Master's best swordsman.

Thirty-four failed to save people, but he was rewarded with kindness and revenge, and his awakened corpse, Xu Pingsheng, pierced the heart of the Taoist son who had injured him for no reason, and stabbed twelve swords on his corpse, killing him with swords and swords.

Thirty-four was convicted because of this, and was punished by all the Taoists.

When the news reached Fengling Mountain, Chang Boning, who had not yet reached the age of the first mountain lord, was very nervous.

He came to "Still Water Flows Deep", asked Feng Rugu for advice, and said that those who had received the favor of Thirty-four among the three sects were willing to come forward to be his guarantor.

Feng Rugu analyzed the pros and cons with him, and advised him to appease everyone, never mind this matter.

As he himself said, "Uncle Thirty-four will no longer be able to gain a foothold on the righteous path if the twelve swords go down."

However, after making a big talk about "seeing death and not saving him", which coaxed Chang Boning to leave in a daze, Feng Rugu immediately repaired a letter and used a little spiritual power to deliver the letter.

There is no one else in "Still Water Flows Deep" on the left and right, and no one will know even if he activates a little devilish energy.

In the letter, he wrote: "Uncle Thirty-four, I will give you a place to stay. Go to Chaoge Mountain, and I will send the next letter there."

That night, Thirty-four caught fire, burned down the Dongfu, and headed for Chaoge Mountain.

He searched all over Chaoge Mountain, which was overgrown with wild grass, only animals, and no one inhabited, and finally found the letter in the crevice of a rock with a large moss.

There are only three words on it: "Lin Xuejing".

Thirty-four must have seen these three words at the moment, and wanted to drag Feng Rugu out of "Still waters run deep" and beat him up.

This caused him to write Feng Rugu's reply in a frenzied manner. Feng Rugu held the letter and read it under the window for a long time before he recognized the handwriting: "These three words are the landing place you gave me?"

Feng Ruyu replied: "Yes."

"Is there such a place to stay?"

"There is such a place to stay."

Thirty-four was silent for a long time, and the phrase "Your grandma has a leg" was almost ready to come out.

He said: "How do I feel, you cheated me?"

"Uncle Thirty-four, you don't have the foundation to stand on now. You are alone. You can't stand alone, and you can't stand alone. Therefore, you need a flag. The flag of 'Lin Xuejing' will be very useful."

Feng Ruzhi wrote: "This person is in the 'remaining world', and all Taoists owe him love. Now, he is dead and soulless, but no one knows. Human kindness is enough to make those Taoists who have received kindness open a door of convenience for you. Uncle Thirty-four, use this to recruit your demon disciples... Even if it is to save your life, Uncle safety."

Thirty-four was silent for a long time and was persuaded.

He replied: "What is the name?"

Feng Ruyuan put down his pen, thinking of that handsome young man with unrealistic ideals and ambitions, sighed, and wanted to write with a clang, but the handwriting on the paper was still weak and weak: "... How about saying 'unworldly'?"

At first, Feng Rugu didn't want to use the Unworldly Gate as his foothold.

This lie is just to let Thirty-four win a foundation to make a living, and to repay Lin Xuejing's kindness in protecting everyone in "The Leftovers".

He thought, being famous all over the world is what Lin Xuejing wants.

Therefore, even if he died in the fire, Feng Rugu would help him to become famous all over the world.

However, as his good uncle, Thirty-four really pesters him too much. Whenever there is a problem in the door, he will write to him to ask.

"Uncle Thirty-four can find his own brains to help deal with those matters in the door. You don't have to ask me." Feng Rugu replied, "I'll be responsible for naming some things. For example, the mossy rock on which the letter was placed last time is just It can be named 'Wu Shi Tai', which is very elegant."

Thirty-four turned a deaf ear to his refusal, and said directly: "You said you were the one who wanted to find a place to stay for me back then, so you can't ignore me."

Feng Ruyu: "..."

Feng Ruyuan knew that Thirty-four's thoughts were not actually reckless.

He loves sword repair, and has never liked to use his brain, but he is rough and subtle, and he has a simple wisdom.

At the beginning, after he was injured, Master asked Thirty-four to go to the mountain to see a doctor for him in an attempt to recover.

Therefore, he was the only person outside the mountain who knew that Feng Rugu was possessing demonic energy.

The personnel, finances, and systems of the Unshielded Sect are all under his control, so Feng Rugu can become the well-deserved master of the Unshielded Sect at any time.

... Thirty-four's move was to leave a way out for him.

At this point, Feng Ruyuan was slightly moved.

Who wants to spend a lifetime in "still waters run deep"?

But, how would he leave Fengling?

With his soul torn to pieces by the demon energy, it is not even known whether he can survive if he is possessed by the demon.

If he has no strength and only relies on the [-]th nomination, how can he not be able to convince the people of the world?

Besides, unless he hides his face for the rest of his life, if he replaces Lin Xuejing with Feng Ruyuan's appearance, Feng Ling will definitely be criticized.

... However, unless he wiped his neck immediately and killed himself cleanly, in the future, when the matter of his possessing demonic energy is exposed, a questioning against Fengling will always be inevitable.

I'm afraid that those Taoist sects will use this as an excuse to use their rotten bodies to try to seize the right position of the three sects.

Therefore, if you want to completely cut off from Fengling, everything can only be your own fault.

These days, even though the spiritual power consumed to send spiritual letters is really thin, and the letters are written a lot, and accumulated, Feng Ruyu also consumes a lot of spiritual power.

One day, Chang Boning came to accompany him in "The Still Water Runs Deep", accidentally seeing a blush on his body through the thin summer clothes, his face changed drastically, and he didn't care about his modesty, so he forcibly hugged him onto the bed, He took off his clothes, fetched the heart-cleaning stone, and ground it to make up paintings.

The red lotus has opened a full one and a half flowers.

Chang Boning said distressedly: "How did this happen?"

Feng Rugu coquettishly said softly, "I can't be idle all the time. I can't help but want to practice sword skills. I come and go again and again, and it becomes like this."

Chang Boning sighed: "Don't mess around like this. You know, if three of the seven flower seals bloom, you..."

Feng Ruyuan covered his ears, and shook his head and tail on the pillow: "Okay, okay, I know, you made my ears callous."

Chang Boning kept his mouth shut in a good-tempered manner: "Is the senior brother too wordy?"

Feng Ruyuan put his hands over his ears.

...Brother, you can actually babble a little more, you are still willing to listen.

But Chang Boning didn't speak anymore, leaned over and hugged Feng Ruyuan who was on the bed, and said softly: "Ruyuan, you have suffered."

Feng Ruyuan was stunned for a moment, and hugged Chang Boning back forcefully, refusing to let him see his expression at the moment.

Brother, you and I are destined to be strangers.

You don't love me like this.Better to forget about me.

At this moment, under his pillow, there is a schematic diagram of the production of "Consonance".

……

The next day, Feng Rugu walked slowly to the Green Bamboo Hall as usual, dragging a rocking chair and holding a pipe.

In Fengling Mountain, everyone knows that Lord Yunzhong likes to sit in a rocking chair in front of the Green Bamboo Hall, or soak up the sunshine, or wait for the rain to watch the rainbow.

Everyone is used to it.

No one would be surprised by Feng Rugu who would appear in front of the Green Bamboo Hall from time to time.

Similarly, no one would care, Feng Ruzhi quietly drew something on the ground in front of the Green Bamboo Hall.

Feng Ruyuan rocked the rocking chair.

Creak, creak.

He was lying on the chair, looking at the sky and Xi He riding the day, thoughtfully.

Before, he went to the Green Bamboo Hall to bask in the sun, but instead of waiting for the sun, he waited for a downpour of rain.

He hid in the Green Bamboo Hall, rested beside Chang Boning who was doing business, and accidentally caught sight of an ancient book on his desk.

Feng Rugu had read many ancient books, but luckily he still had a little memory.

Feng Ruyu didn't say anything, but he clearly remembered that this book recorded the method of replenishing the soul with the soul.

...His good senior brother.

Feng Ruyuan held his bong in his mouth, and slowly exhaled a little white gas, thinking, he wants to get rid of this carbuncle from Fengling himself.

In this way, the senior brother will not give up himself for this carbuncle in vain.

So, how to let go, is the best?

First of all, Feng Rugu cut off all contact with the outside world and returned all the gifts from the Taoist sect.

He does not accept those people's repayment, even if it is a reasonable repayment, he will not accept it at all.

All the kindness he received will be counted as part of Feng Ling's benefit in the future.

So he can't accept it.

Therefore, he seemed to be extremely unhuman, which caused criticism from all the sects, saying that he wanted to repay favors and that he didn't know the importance.

Secondly, he resolutely does not accept apprentices, does not make friends with other disciples, and avoids living in "still waters run deep".

For one thing, he always has a shadow of the best apprentice in his heart, and he is unwilling to give up this position to others easily.

Secondly, he wants to isolate himself from the others in Fengling.

It was just loneliness, and he could bear it.

Again, he needs to find the right time to expose his identity to others.

If those small Taoist sects plotting evil things knew about it, they would be as happy as flies that have seen blood, buzzing to share the profit.

At that time, he will commit suicide in public and stop the mouths of those Taoists on the spot.

At the moment of his death, he will mobilize all the spiritual power in his body, force his body into a demon, and at the same time withdraw his broken soul.

The body has been enchanted, but the soul has left the body. In this case, he will temporarily suspend the enchantment and die in a spiritual body.

The senior under the barren loess taught him to draw the Ten Thousand Spirits Curse.

He drew the formation in front of the Green Bamboo Hall. Although it was useless at this time, when he mobilized his spiritual power before his death, the formation was sensed and would take effect immediately.

At that time, seize the opportunity, and the moment the soul leaves the body, it will naturally be swallowed by the magic spell.

He just needs to tell Uncle Thirty-four where he drew the Ten Thousand Spirits Curse, and give himself to him, let him choose the opportunity to take him out, and raise his soul, one day, he will definitely have a chance to be resurrected.

And the chance of resurrection is hidden in his bong.

——In the smoking gun, there is a remnant of his heart.

As long as the smoking gun stays close to his body, his life is like a candle in the wind, and there is still a glimmer of life left to hang.

After his death, the senior brother would never be willing to burn himself, and would definitely put his precious belongings into the ice coffin and treasure them up.

It is not in vain that he has been smoking for many years, and in the eyes of outsiders, this bamboo bong has become a personal possession that he cannot leave.

Thinking of this, Feng Ruyu couldn't help but smile.

... At the beginning, he was the one who begged his master Xiaoyao Jun to separate a fragment connected to his heart from his body.

How can I know if I have long wanted to die for a solution?

Three feet in front of the Green Bamboo Hall, Feng Rugu was basking in the sun in front of the hall, and at the same time estimated the location of his soul-gathering formation after death.

He shook his fan, squinted his eyes, calmly went mad, planning his own life and death.

When the autumn wind picked up, he shivered slightly, and remembered a very important thing:

...Who am I going to find to expose me?

Naturally, the senior brother couldn't do it. When he found out that he was possessing devilish energy, he would only help him hide it.

Sister Yan is the same as above.

Ditto for the disciples of the Fengling family who like to protect the calf.

After thinking about it, Feng Rugu suddenly realized that he had isolated himself from the outside world for so long that he couldn't find anyone who could break through his disguise.

However, Feng Ruyu was not in a hurry.

He did his best, and the next step was to wait for the opportunity.

However, Feng Ruyu's luck was not very good.

Six years ago, a Blood Sect was infiltrated into the Unshielded Sect. While using the name of the Unshielded Sect to recuperate and accumulate strength, he killed people and took blood for cultivation. Scale check wash.

For a while, everyone was in danger. If it wasn't for Thirty-four's good reputation accumulated over the years to mediate, the Bushimen would have collapsed.

Thirty-four wrote a letter and complained as before, saying that he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on.

If such a big event happened one or two more times, he couldn't bear it.

Feng Rugu burned the spiritual letter, and frowned slightly in front of the jumping flames.

Day two.

Chang Boning raised his head from the scroll in surprise: "...accepting disciples?"

"Yeah. Rugu wants to take in an apprentice." Feng Rugu lay on the opposite side of his desk, folded his palms, resting his chin on the back of his palms, and said coquettishly, "Brother, how are you?"

"Okay." Chang Boning agreed without thinking, "'Still Waters Run Deep' is a bit quieter, even if it's good to find someone to talk with you. There are a few people in the door A disciple who is new to the inner sect admires you very much, should I ask them to come and see you?"

"No need." Feng Ruyuan straightened up and said enthusiastically, "Who are they? I'll go and see them first."

After careful selection, Feng Rugu from "Still Water Flows Deep" welcomes his apprentice.

It was a heroic young man, with straight eyebrows and a spirit that could not be grayed out.

Seeing his demeanor, Feng Rugu was very satisfied, knowingly asked: "What's your name?"

The next moment, Feng Rugu realized that he really worshiped him, not a fake.

Because he was so excited that his fingertips were trembling: "Xiao Ran."

Feng Ruyuan held the small flagon and took a sip of the wine.

He had some doubts that his choice was wrong.

...Perhaps, I should choose a less sincere one?

But the matter has come to this point, and he can no longer send people back.

Feng Ruyuan put down the pipe, and in the most casual tone he could imagine, said casually: "Well. Then from today onwards, your name will be changed to Luo Fuchun."