Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Zhang Xiaofan stood in front of Han Fei, his face full of helplessness and bitterness. He frowned tightly, with deep weakness in his eyes, and whispered: "Master, I really don't want to have too much involvement with her!"

Han Fei looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a smirk on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a bit of joking: "Hey, it's not up to you, this is fate!"

After hearing Han Fei's words, Zhang Xiaofan's face became even more bitter. He gritted his teeth and said with a bit of sadness in his voice: "Oh, Master, I really regret learning Fenghou Qimen now. I didn't understand anything before. Sometimes, I can still do things according to my own wishes, but since I learned Fenghou Qimen, I always want to get rid of the shackles of numerology."

When Han Fei saw this, the smile on his face did not diminish. He said jokingly: "Don't want to learn? That's okay. As a teacher, I can erase all your memories of Fenghou Qimen and let you return to your previous self." Zhang Xiaofan."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and tried to grab Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan's face darkened, and he quickly stepped back. He looked at Han Fei, with a hint of pleading in his voice: "Master, no! I just complained casually, but I don't want your memory to be erased. I didn't understand numerology before, I can still live peacefully without knowing the number of days. Now that I know it, how can I let my children live if I go back to that state of ignorance?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's reaction, Han Fei withdrew his hand and showed a happy smile on his face. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said earnestly: "Haha, you are too pretentious. If you worry about gains and losses like this, your future will not be easy. Now that you know your destiny, you should think about how to change it, and Not feeling sorry for myself here.”

After listening to Han Fei's words, Zhang Xiaofan showed a thoughtful expression on his face. He lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Han Fei again. After a while, he muttered: "I understand, Master." Although his voice was not loud, it was full of determination.

In the valley, the breeze blew gently, as if listening to their conversation. The figures of the master and the apprentice looked a little lonely in the wind, but they both had expectations for the future in their hearts.

"It's good to know. You can weigh it yourself!" Han Fei said seriously and said no more.

After all, Zhang Xiaofan at this moment is not as unworldly as Wang Ye. Han Fei secretly wondered whether it was right or wrong to teach "Fenghou Qimen" to Zhang Xiaofan. A trace of worry flashed across his brows, and he really couldn't decide whether this was a blessing or a curse for Zhang Xiaofan.

Han Fei only hoped that Zhang Xiaofan would not indulge in it too much. After all, this magical art was too dangerous. If Zhang Xiaofan was trapped in the inner scene and unable to extricate himself, even if he was protected by the Pure World White Lotus, he might not be able to escape.

Zhang Xiaofan was preoccupied, and both of them were silent along the way. They could only hear the footsteps echoing on the quiet road.

Han Fei, who was walking in front, suddenly waved his hand and saw a black donkey instantly appear in front of him. As soon as the black donkey appeared, it raised its head and brayed twice. Then it saw Han Fei and ran over. When it came to Han Fei, it grinned with a flattering smile and said: "Master, where are you going? Lao Hei is carrying you."

Han Fei pushed the donkey's head aside angrily and said: "Go, go, you beast, why are you so diligent? You must have no good intentions."

Zhang Xiaofan, who had been following behind without saying a word, was stunned when he saw this black donkey that suddenly appeared and could talk. His eyes widened, he pointed at Lao Hei with shock and said: "Master... Master, this donkey can talk!"

Lao Hei looked back at him, his eyes full of disdain, and sneered: "Master, this is not your new disciple, is it? Why does he look so dull and not smart at all?"

"His name is Zhang Xiaofan. He is my registered disciple. Let's get to know each other. Xiaofan, this is Lao Hei, my master's mount." Han Fei said with a smile.

As Han Fei spoke, he jumped easily and sat firmly on the black donkey's back. He patted its head gently and pointed forward with his finger.

Lao Hei understood, and walked forward with strong hooves. As he walked, he turned his head, looked at Han Fei, and said with a flattering smile: "Master, you are wrong to say that." Come on, Lao Hei, I am your special mount, and it is only natural that I can carry you on my back!"

"Really? Since there's nothing else, sir, I want to be quiet. You noisy guy, just shut up that donkey mouth!" Han Fei frowned slightly, with a sneer on his face, and said angrily, while waving He waved his hand as if to drive away.

"Hey, um, sir, Lao Hei, I actually have something to ask of you." Lao Hei glanced at Han Fei secretly, a little embarrassed, with a bit of expectation in his eyes, and at the same time, he lowered his head slightly, as if Embarrassed look. There was a coy look on its face.

"Humph, you donkey, you also imitate other people's roundabout ways of speaking. Aren't you tired? If you have something to say, just say it quickly. As long as it's not too much, I can help you. Even if you want to be free, I will let you go. Let's go, how about it?" Han Fei folded his hands on his chest as he spoke and looked sideways at Lao Hei. At this moment, there was a trace of amusement in his eyes.

"Master, Lao Hei is your donkey in life, and he will also be your ghost donkey in death. I, Lao Hei, will follow in your footsteps for the rest of my life!" Lao Hei said it with sincerity and righteousness. After speaking, he said Lifting his front hooves solemnly, as if swearing. At this moment, its face was full of determination.

"Haha! You are quite loyal. Why didn't I notice it before? In that case, as long as your request is not too excessive, I will grant it to you this time." Han Fei shook his head and smiled, his face full of joy. With an expression of relief, he reached out his hand and touched Lao Hei's head. .

"I knew you were the best, Master. Master, please see if you can give my mother-in-law a soul seed." Lao Hei turned his head, his donkey eyes as big as eggs were filled with longing. He was still blinking, as if he was about to shed tears in the next second.

"Mother? Are you talking about that white horse?" After Lao Hei made the request, Han Fei communicated with the small world. In the long process of time in the small world, Han Fei quickly browsed Lao Hei's experience in the small world over the years. , naturally he understood who the mother-in-law he was talking about was. Han Fei frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Even though Lao Hei has always been quite romantic in his small world, he is always followed by a white horse as white as snow, which is also Lao Hei's favorite companion. When Lao Hei talked about it, his face was full of tenderness and nostalgia.

Lao Hei asked for a soul seed for this white horse. Of course, it couldn't be as simple as just asking for a soul seed. Lao Hei knows better than anyone else what the soul seed means to Han Fei. For them, the soul seed is not only a restriction, but also a kind of recognition. Lao Hei's eyes were full of determination and expectation.

Just like the white horse, if it is not recognized by Han Fei, it will only stay in a small world for its whole life. In that comfortable environment, it will be difficult for it to be intelligent.

That's why Lao Hei asked Han Fei to give the white horse a soul seed. Another wonderful use of this soul seed is to condense the soul and give it wisdom. Lao Hei's eyes shone with desire.

Han Fei glanced at Lao Hei and sighed. Although the small world was vast and Lao Hei could roam freely, in the small world, Lao Hei was the only creature that truly gave birth to intelligence. A trace of emotion and helplessness appeared on Han Fei's face.

For a creature with intelligence, it is normal to feel lonely. In the small world, Lao Hei's descendants have been dead for unknown generations. Lao Hei has also tried to cultivate them, but there is no one among them. Can give birth to wisdom. There was a lonely look on Lao Hei's face.

Lao Hei had no choice but to ask Han Fei for help. Lao Hei's eyes were full of pleading.

Han Fei thought for a while, then waved his hand, and a slender, beautiful-looking white horse appeared in front of Han Fei. Han Fei's actions seemed a bit careless.