Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

In a desolate and remote place, the Ax Gang is just like its name, and no one cares about it.

The man in Chinese clothes would lower the white flag every day, wipe off the dust on it, and hang it up again the next day. Although it was expected that no one came, he was also very relieved.

Gongyilin has been living in the house for the past few days, but he has received a lot of news in this small corner. Most of them are men in Chinese clothes who go out to inquire during the day. It is said that most of the time, Gongyilin will let him be free. After all, men in Chinese clothes Maintaining the relationship with Nalan's family will help him to take action in the future.

Among these mixed pieces of news, there were three that attracted Gongyilin's attention. One was that after Bian Feichen returned to the Valley of Gods and Dreams, the Puppet Sect sent people to negotiate with Bian Feichen and an unknown man who stole the fairy puppet from the door that day. Daoming, verbatim, intended to ask Shenmeng Valley to give an explanation. The owner of Shenmeng Valley, Bian Feichen's master, quickly gave the so-called explanation, and only replied with one word: Get lost.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Gongyilin shook his head. He was speechless when he heard the news. Unexpectedly, the Valley Master of God's Dream Valley really has a character. At any rate, it is also the existence of refining the fairy puppets. Even if the general sects look down on these heretical sects, they will not take the initiative to be enemies, especially when they are still at a loss.

"The owners of Shenmeng Valley have been very upright. It's not surprising that even the master has mentioned this." Li Xingzong sat opposite him, holding a simple and simple box in his hand, and the patterns carved on it were somewhat unclear. , but the wood used to make this box is very valuable, one gram is worth thousands of gold.

The moment the box was opened, there was a delicate fragrance in the room.

The elixir glowing with elixir was lying firmly in his bosom, and the scent it exuded was so tempting that it seemed to attract people to pick it, Gong Yilin calmed down and said: "This sweet and greasy taste is not like poisonous elixir, but rather It’s kind of like the Creation Pill.”

Li Xingzong, "Some idiots always think that the poisonous elixir refined is colorless and tasteless, and melts in water, and a lot of poison dregs are filtered out in the middle, resulting in the loss of a lot of potency after the poisonous elixir is refined, it is really stupid , You must know that the most wonderful poisonous pill will be tempting to take it as a elixir, and take it consciously."

"Indeed, even I was almost fooled." Gong Yilin covered the box to prevent the poison pill from being exposed to the air for a long time and cause the medicine to evaporate. People fight so badly." A strange smile appeared on his face while he was speaking, "People's hearts are chasing profit, as long as you use profit to drive them away, the number of people jumping into the fire pit one after another is countless."

"Those who are capable of scrambling for the Creation Pill are not to be manipulated by others," Li Xingzong said rationally: "Once you get it, you will definitely find a way to find someone to test it, scrape off a little bit of pill powder, and find someone to test the medicine."

Not only was Gongyilin not depressed, but his eyes brightened: "Is it possible that the outer layer is a medicine that helps people improve, but the inner core is extremely poisonous, which can greatly enhance a monk's cultivation in a short period of time, but then the meridian bursts, ten No life but death."

"It's very difficult. The ingredients of the pills are different, so the fineness will be different, but it's not impossible." Li Xingzong rubbed his chin, and quickly realized that he was led astray by this little brother. I wanted to ask him not to use this poisonous pill indiscriminately, but unknowingly, I discussed how to kill people.

"Love peace and be kind to all beings." Li Xingzong solemnly handed over the wooden box containing the poison pill to Gong Yilin.

Gong Yilin put it away, "If someone offends me, I will fight back a thousand times."

Li Xingzong: "...I remember the first half of this sentence."

Where did such an important central idea go, "If people don't offend me, I won't offend others".

Gongyilin made a heartbroken statement, "The first half of the sentence ran away from home."

Li Xingzong: ...

The two then discussed for a while, and finally decided to leave after seven days. Originally, Li Xingzong was planning to leave the day after tomorrow, but Gong Yilin said meaningfully, "There are still unfinished things to do," which made Li Xingzong sigh, but also acquiesced. .

"Why do you have to destroy the Nalan family? It stands to reason that your enmity hasn't gone so deep?"

"First, Nalan Yihuang is trying to harm me. As a genius that the Nalan family focuses on cultivating, the Nalan family will definitely support his actions behind the scenes." Gong Yilin said indifferently.

The important part is always put at the end, Li Xingzong waited patiently for Gong Yilin to finish the second half.

"But what made me determined to destroy Nalan's family was because of that fat bug."

Li Xingzong's eyes were fixed, "Oh?" But his eyes were fixed on the person in front of him, as if he wanted to make sure if he knew something.

Gongyilin let his scrutinizing eyes sweep over himself, "Last time in Luohualou, when Li Wang mentioned the Nalan family, the Gu King's aura had a riot for a moment, but he didn't realize it. An unconscious, instinctive state of defense." He laughed lowly, "But who knows if it's a coincidence, maybe he heard something else that caused his emotions to lose control, such as the Li family."

With a slight tremor of his fingers, Li Xingzong's expression was unrevealed, but he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart. His wisdom is so close to a demon, it's nothing more than that.

"In the Li family, the most popular one is Li Chang'an, who died for unknown reasons." Gong Yilin said softly, "Therefore, there may be three reasons for the fluctuating mood of Gu King, the Nalan family, the Li family, Li Chang'an or It’s all three.”

"There are no coincidences in this world, and there are few accidents," Li Xingzong sighed, "You really have always kept in mind what the elder brother taught you."

"At least this principle has been used up to now without any mistakes," Gongyilin twitched his lips, "Speaking of which, why haven't you mentioned anything about Gu King's past, presumably Gu King is not just a bug you raised .”

"How could he be a worm?" Li Xingzong's face showed a look of disappointment, "but I can answer you one thing, I have nothing to do with his past."

Gong Yilin was taken aback, he had clearly sketched out love and hatred in his mind, but now he actually told him that it was a waste of time, and who was to blame for the amount of work just now!

Li Xingzong stood up suddenly, "It's getting late, I won't stay longer, you should go to bed early."

"When will your ability to avoid topics be as good as moving mountains?" Gong Yilin pouted behind him. As a monk, it is normal to practice at night or enter a state of meditation. Talking about rest is simply not more perfunctory .

"If you destroy the Nalan family, I won't stop you. The Nalan family has done a lot of unreasonable things. It is their own fault if they are destroyed, but try not to involve Luohualou."

Gong Yilin spread his hands, "You said that there is an old and immortal monster sitting in Luohualou, and it's not like I'm tired of living and ran to provoke it."

But in his heart, he was wondering what the Nalan family did, which made Li Xingzong use the words 'harmful to nature' to describe it.

Li Xingzong nodded, "It's best if you understand this."

"Ask a question." Gong Yilin rubbed his hands together and said, "Senior Brother Ninth, how old are you this year?"

Li Xingzong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was paralyzed with a cold aura, "Don't you know what the first taboo of the teacher is?"

Gongyilin touched his nose, "Age."

Li Xingzong said in a deep voice: "The age of everyone in the division is the top secret in the division, so don't try to find out in the future."

"Understood." Gong Yilin nodded obediently, but said in his heart: In short, you are much older than me.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly feel a little happy.

Li Xingzong came like the same, always silent, just like the poison in his hand, which always appears inadvertently and kills people, and then disappears quietly, leaving behind purple smoke with him, a sound A soft sigh echoed through the room.

This sigh sounded nothing at first, but upon careful identification, one could detect an inexplicable helplessness. Accompanied by this sigh came a barely audible sentence, "Mr. …pity."

The rising sun soon hung in the sky.

The man in Chinese clothes didn’t come back overnight, he has his own small power network, and he can’t be negligent in contact. When he came back the next day, there was still no one at the door of the ax gang. The first leader of the gang will be able to give up the ambition of establishing a faction.

"Clean up and prepare to go out with me." Just as he was thinking about it, Gong Yilin pushed open the courtyard door and ordered.

The man in the fancy dress bowed his head and said yes, but he was thinking about what he was going to do. After thinking about it to no avail, he had to follow.

Today's Gongyilin took off his white robe and put on a bright red shirt, which looked out of place with the black gauze bamboo hat. He also put away the big knife wrapped in white cloth on his back, and just led the horse, slowly swinging on the street.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the man in the fancy dress finally couldn't help asking, "Guard Master, what are we going to do now?"

"Corporal Li Xian." Gong Yilin gave four words calmly.

Complimentary words, said in a polite tone.

The man in Chinese clothes felt relieved, he was finally going to do something reliable.

"Are there any outstanding painters near Nagato who haven't joined the Nalan family?"

The man in Chinese clothes thought for a while and then said: "There is a small family named Yuelang, who is dissolute by nature and claims to be number one in the world. Nalan's family tried to recruit him many times, but he didn't respond."

Gongyilin's long and narrow eyes flashed a strange light, "The Nalan family didn't use any other methods."

"I've thought about it." The man in Chinese clothes laughed and said: "It's a pity that painters are no better than others. Controlling thoughts and coercion with force is equivalent to destroying a painter's inspiration. None of the high-quality goods will be of great benefit to the Nalan family's painting skills, so they would rather spend a lot of money to buy a pair than ruin Yuelang."

"I am not afraid of the rich and powerful, and I am arrogant. Such a character is actually beneficial to my actions."

"How is the leader going to do it?"

"Since you are a virtuous and virtuous corporal, naturally buy some gifts and visit the door in person."

The man in Chinese clothes shook his head, "The Nalan family has tried this trick a long time ago, and the gifts they sent were all high-grade treasures, and all of them were returned in the end."

"No problem," Gong Yilin raised his hand, "The key lies in the second thing I have to do."

"I would like to hear the details." The man in the Chinese costume asked for advice.

"Three visits to the thatched cottage."

Hearing that the well-dressed man frowned, don't talk about looking around, there are [-] or [-] people from Nalan's family, this trick can't work.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to remind him, but Gong Yilin waved his hand, "As long as his attitude is sincere enough, he won't refuse."

With a dubious attitude, the man in Chinese clothes took Gongyilin to visit the place where Yuelang lived when it was getting late.

Layers of straw are piled up, the wooden door is almost like a decoration, a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken will kick it open even if she kicks hard, Gong Yilin's smile froze outside the door, the name of thatched cottage is really high Lifted this straw house.

After adjusting the slight expression on his face, he stepped up the steps, and Gongyilin knocked on the dilapidated wooden door. He tried his best to control the force so that the door would not fail prematurely.

After knocking for a long time, no one answered. Gong Yilin was very patient, knocking on the door calmly.

"It's so noisy, it's so noisy!" There was an angry roar from inside the door. Since the straw was hardly soundproof, this sound was transmitted outside the door very clearly. The voice was quite loud because of lack of energy. Gong Yilin could probably tell , This is a man with irregular work and rest and a bad temper.

After thinking about it, the movement of the hands still did not stop, but the tapping became more rhythmic.

"You're still addicted!"

With a bang, the wooden door fell vertically and broke into three pieces. The person who rushed out from inside was disheveled. The original color of the clothes on his body could no longer be seen, and they were almost stained by various pigments.

Very good, this door is not buried under his feet, but his master's.

Gong Yilin clasped his fists and said, "But Yue Lang, Yue Gongzi?"

The furious man ignored him at all, "If you want to paint, get out!"

The man in Chinese clothes turned his head away, for fear that the ruthless leader of the gang would kill him in a fit of anger.

The smiles on Gongyilin's face grew more and more, and he even looked quite humble, "I'm in Gongyilin, I'm not here for painting."

Gongyilin.

The man in Chinese clothes silently wrote down this name in his heart. It was strange to say that he had been with the person who almost killed him for many days, but the two never asked each other's name. For a pure interest relationship, maybe he will choose to betray him in the next second, or maybe the other party will surrender himself to kill him one day.

In this way, asking the name is really a superfluous thing.

At this moment, Gongyilin accidentally said his name, and the man in the fancy dress couldn't help but think about it, the word "Lin" is very interesting, a single tree forms a forest, and the name itself carries a sense of loneliness and bravery.

At the moment when he was thinking deeply, Gong Yilin had already said the second half of the sentence, "I came here to recruit talented people."

The furious man was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed, "The Nalan family is getting worse and worse, what kind of tricks are they going to play this time, can they use the card of bitterness instead of lure?"

"First of all, Nalan's family and I are not of the same breed." In just one sentence, he expressed his position very clearly, "Secondly, I just ask, are you willing to accept my solicitation?"

Yuelang's face was full of sarcasm. If it wasn't for the fact that he also disliked Nalan's family, he would have kicked them out a long time ago, but it's not much better now. Lin swept out, "Get out, get out!"

Gong Yilin sighed, and the man in the fancy dress thought, he already knew that this trick would not work.

"Three visits to the thatched cottage, take care, today is the first visit."

The man in the fancy dress was stunned, this sentence seemed to be speaking to himself.

Just when he had just reacted, he saw a red afterimage in front of his eyes. After he recognized that it was the color of Gongyilin's clothes, he heard Yuelang scream, his face was trampled under the shoes, and the owner of his feet was condescending. Viciously said: "Never!"

Over the waves: ...

Man in fancy clothes: ...Didn't it be agreed to be a corporal?

After waiting for a long time, seeing Yuelang who was still in a daze, Gongyilin shook his head regretfully, "It's a man, it seems that I have to come back tomorrow." Just as he was about to turn around and leave gracefully, he suddenly thought of something and returned He turned his head and said, "See you tomorrow."

People do not stand without faith.

The next day, on time, Gongyilin appeared outside the thatched cottage again in bright clothes. Yue Lang didn't close the door, and lay down on the ground to paint. run away.

On the third day, as usual.

On the fourth day, Yuelang covered his face and howled ghostly, "It's not that you visited the thatched cottage three times, you exceeded the number of times!"

Gong Yilin smiled warmly like a spring breeze, "I forgot to tell you, my 'three' refers to multiple times."

Hearing this, Yue Lang was so angry that he passed out on the spot, and Gong Yilin thoughtfully covered him with some grass when he left.

When the two of them went out, the man in Chinese clothes said worriedly: "Things must be turned against each other, if things go on like this, I'm afraid Yuelang will have a rebellious mentality. If they still unite with the Nalan family, the leader will not be worth the loss."

An enemy's enemy is a friend, and he suffered several beatings in vain.

"He won't." Gong Yilin said lightly, "From tomorrow onwards, we won't have to come again."

"You want to give up?"

"He'll find the door himself."

……

The next day, before dawn, I heard the door of the house being smashed hard with a 'boom boom'. At that time, a few stars could still be seen vaguely in the sky. The man in Chinese clothes turned over and covered his ears with a quilt. He is ruthless and plots poison, but his cultivation base is quite advanced. The only thing he doesn't have to worry about is that someone will threaten his safety by force.

Just as the man in the Chinese suit yawned and was about to fall into another round of deep sleep, a loud shout resounded through the courtyard, and the man in the Chinese suit almost fell off the bed, only to hear the voice shout: "Little pony of the Axe Gang, hurry up!" Go pick up the guests!"

"..."

Boom!An extremely familiar voice.

Yue Lang recalled that the sound of his door being smashed was the same as the sound of his door being smashed a few days ago. He was wondering what happened when the door was opened brutally. some sawdust.This person was the man in Chinese clothes who just kicked the door of his own room. He had resentment, but he didn't dare to vent it directly to the door, so he could only vent his anger on the door of his own room.

Shocked for only a moment, ignoring the dark aura of the man in the Chinese suit, Yuelang clasped his shoulders tightly with both hands, "Where is the man! Where is the man?"

Looking at his face, which was bruised and purple and not yet recovered, the man in the fancy dress had already thrown away the sympathy that had arisen these days a long time ago. He only hated Gong Yilin's attack was too light and did not directly disfigure people. .

After being stared at for so long, Yuelang covered his face and smugly said, "You think it's great too, don't you! It's a stroke of genius. It's the first time I've seen such a precise painting method in my life."

The man in the fancy dress: "...what do you want to express?"

"Landscape painting!" Yuelang held his face instead, "I can't even see this, it's worse than dog eyes!"

The man in Chinese clothes took a deep breath, be patient, you must be patient, this person is still useful, you must not accidentally kill him by slipping your hands, otherwise Gongyilin will definitely take his anger out on him.

Just as Yue Lang continued to point to his face and introduce which area was a rockery and which area was a swift river, Gong Yilin came from a distance, his red clothes faded, and he returned to the appearance of a weathered and white swordsman. The early morning did not affect his polite words:

"Mr. Yue came personally, and the humble house was full of brilliance."

However, Yuelang directly made a move to brighten the eyes of a young man in a Chinese suit, bent down and squatted beside Gongyilin like a puppy, and looked at his shoes, "How did you do that? The power is so precisely mastered!"

Looking from high to low, the man in Chinese clothes was taken aback. Just now, he only thought that this man had a bruised nose and a swollen face, but from this angle, it really is a landscape painting, with high and low, and distinct layers. Looking at it, it is unexpected that this person has such a level.

Gongyilin looked calm and unpredictable, but he said the same kick in his heart. He used to see his senior brother do it to other senior brothers no less than a thousand times. Although it can't reach the level of proficiency, it is still barely possible to take pictures of cats and tigers.

"Cough cough," he coughed lightly, deliberately raising his chin to a bright and sad angle of 45 degrees, "a pair of insightful eyes understand the world, only by watching and listening more can you gain insights. The gain outweighs the loss, because a small loss is a big one.”

Chicken soup for the soul or something, Gongyilin said that he was second, and no one dared to say that he was first.

Just like ordinary fortune tellers with no real skills can make you feel that what he said is accurate, Gong Yilin's words can always make people find a fit. Whether it is fortune-telling or soul soup, the problem is not whether it is accurate, but the human The psychology of checking in.

Any experience can be applied to empty words, especially people with rich life experience.

As early as when Yuelang uttered the first sentence in Gongyilin, his eyes were a little dull, his expression was either sad or happy, his lips moved for a long time, but he didn't utter a word.

"What's wrong with him?" the man in the Chinese suit lowered his voice and asked.

"Looking back on my life, I felt that what I said was right, very right, so right, until one day I broke through a new Danqing realm," Gong Yilin pressed his voice into a line into the ears of the man in Chinese clothes , "When he becomes a master of the generation, who will he forget the most? Of course, it is me who gives him light and becomes his light in the dark night. He will regard me as a great benefactor, become the most loyal believer."

Man in fancy clothes: ... I have been taught.

Gongyi Lin Xingchong said: "Why don't I tell you the truth of life tomorrow and point out the way forward?"

The man in Chinese clothes took a few steps back indistinctly: "I accept it with good intentions, but I am not blessed alone, I am afraid I cannot bear it."

"It's okay, you can find a few more people, the Dharma is mighty, and at least you have inherited the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism. The time for me to save sentient beings is coming!"

The man in Chinese clothes shook his body, and hurriedly changed the subject before Gongyilin made a decision, pointing at Yuelang and said, "He seems to have something to say to you."