Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

After studying the menstruation for a long time, Fang Xiu roughly mastered some methods of transporting spirits. He began to practice it to confirm what he had learned.

The huge Xuanyue Palace was empty, and there was no one else except himself. This was also his special request, telling Yun Qingwu that he liked purity.

After all, you are now pretending to be a true god, and you must maintain a sufficient sense of mystery. Once you are exposed to too much, the risk of exposure will be greatly increased.

Fang Xiu is not afraid of being exposed, but if he wants to obtain a rare object like the moon in the well after being exposed, it will take a lot of time and the gain will outweigh the loss.

And while he was practicing, in the main hall of Xuyue Palace, Yun Qingwu was facing Shen Rushui, listening to An Linglong's report.

boom!

Her delicate palms slapped the armrest of the seat hard, and the armrest, which looked like it was made of divine gold, turned into powder.

"How dare all the damn sects join forces to put pressure on me!"

An Linglong's charming face was full of solemnity at this time: "Master Palace Master, these 36 caves, 72 blessed lands, and the hundreds of South Vietnam countries clearly don't want to see us rely on the true god to rise. They keep saying that they want to come to pay homage to the true god. I think they are clearly trying to rob us." people!"

Yun Qingwu shook his head: "Who dares to mention the word "grab" in front of the True God? They just see the True God losing his memory and want to take the opportunity to deceive the True God. No, they must not be allowed to succeed."

"Palace Master, we have refused them many times to meet the true god. Now they have united to put pressure on Xuyue Palace. The subordinates can no longer withstand the pressure. Moreover, rumors are spreading outside, and many people are secretly spreading the news. Yue Gong wants to occupy the true god, and wants to use her beauty to tie the true god."

Yun Qingwu was furious: "Asshole! Who dares to talk so much? If I let you know, I will have to skin him! I can do this, but they can't say this!"

"Palace Master, the only purpose of Fang Zhen Shen currently staying in Xu Yue Palace is to wait for Jing Zhong Yue on a full moon night. But if Jing Zhong Yue has no effect, then Zhen Shen will probably leave, and then Xu Yue Palace will have no chance. .

What my subordinates are most afraid of now is that this group of people will suddenly come up with some magical medicine that can help restore memory, in order to kidnap the true god. "

Yun Qingwu obviously also realized the seriousness of the problem. Indeed, once Jing Zhongyue has no effect, what reason does the true god have to stay here?I will definitely go to other sects to look for new spiritual objects. As long as someone helps the True God, they will be able to gain the True God's friendship.

Moreover, she was also very unsure about Jing Zhongyue. Although Jing Zhongyue was indeed a rare thing in the world and had very powerful effects, it had to be divided among people. Facing a god, it was really ineffective.

No, we must find a way to keep the true god in Xuyue Palace!

Suddenly, she suddenly asked: "How is Lin Miaoyin getting along with the True God these days?"

An Linglong shook her head slightly: "According to what Miaoyin said, the true god is lukewarm towards her. Although she can say a few words on weekdays, it is limited to this."

Yun Qingwu's face became more solemn: "Tell Lin Miaoyin, I want to ask her personally."

"Yes, my lord."

A moment later, Lin Miaoyin came in. She looked at the unhappy palace lord in front of her, and her heart skipped a beat.

She knew that the palace master called her here to ask how she was getting along with the true god, but she had lied before, and there was nothing lukewarm about it. She could not even see him in person, let alone chat.

After all, the first time he met the true God, he told himself to get lost.

However, she would never dare to tell the real situation to the palace master, and even what she told her master was a lie.

She is well aware of Yun Qingwu's character. When meeting strong people, she can bend and stretch, and can be deep or shallow. But if she is dissatisfied with a weak person, she will be sent out to marry some weird old monsters at the least, or risk her life at the worst. No guarantee.

Therefore, after Lin Miaoyin was driven away by Fang Xiu, she did not dare to tell anyone. Instead, she dressed neatly and flamboyantly and went to Xuanyue Palace every day. Every day, she secretly stayed in the woods near Xuanyue Palace. Then go back and make up some of my daily interactions with the true God.

She had no doubt that once the palace owner knew that she had offended the True God, she would be removed from the Xuyue Palace, in the true sense of the word.

"Disciple Lin Miaoyin, I would like to pay my respects to the Palace Master." Lin Miaoyin smiled and saluted, not at all as reserved as before when meeting the Palace Master.

"Oh?" Yun Qingwu's eyes flickered, could this little girl be close to the true god?

Thinking of this, Yun Qingwu's face softened slightly, and he said with a pleasant expression: "Miaoyin, how have you been getting along with the True God these days?"

Lin Miaoyin said respectfully: "Palace Master, it's okay. Although Fang Zhenshen looks cold, he's actually a nice person. He doesn't have any airs on weekdays, and he doesn't pay much attention to some details. He likes to look at the Xuantian Temple when he has nothing to do. The fish is in a daze, and usually at this time the disciple will stand quietly aside and watch with him."

Listening to Lin Miaoyin's description, a picture suddenly appeared in Yun Qingwu's mind. A lonely and melancholy man was leaning against the window, holding his chin with one hand, quietly admiring the scenery. A young woman was slightly curious and longing. Se stood aside, the man looked at the scenery, but little did he know that he had already become the scenery in the woman's eyes.

"Yes." Yun Qingwu nodded slightly, not suspecting that Lin Miaoyin was lying, because she imagined Fang Xiu to be like this. Although he was a true god, he had lost his memory. He was like a noble prince who had been left in the world, boundless in the world. , I have no relatives and I don’t know where I want to go.

"You did a good job."

"Thank you, Palace Master, for the compliment. I am not worthy of it. I just obey the Palace Master's instructions and serve the true God." After saying this, Lin Miaoyin sighed slightly, looking a little sad.

"It's just that every time I see the true God staring out the window in a daze, I feel like I've been abandoned by the whole world. It's really heartbreaking."

"Hmph!" Yun Qingwu suddenly snorted coldly: "You can lie to men, but you must not lie to yourself. You, a young monk who has just become an immortal, are going to feel sorry for a god who stands on the top of heaven and earth?"

Lin Miaoyin was instantly frightened and quickly fell to her knees.

"Disciple...disciple realizes his mistake."

"Okay, get up."

"The disciple dare not."

"stand up!"

"Yes, my lord."

Lin Miaoyin stood up from the ground cautiously, lowering her head. It seemed that she did not dare to look directly at Yun Qingwu, but in fact she was very confident.

Although Yun Qingwu is the palace master, being a leader does not necessarily mean he is wise and will not be fooled by his subordinates. On the contrary, only when he is a leader can he be fooled by his subordinates.

"How do you think the true God feels about you?"

Lin Miaoyin's heart tightened, but her face remained calm: "Don't hate it."

Yun Qingwu frowned, "Is it just that I don't hate you? A man and a woman are alone in the same room, spending time together day and night, letting you take your pick. Doesn't he have the slightest feeling for you?"