The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Everyone's weapons have been flashed out, Xue Zhengyi protects Xue Meng behind him, his expression is very bad: "Meng'er, don't go over, you stand behind Dad!"

When everyone saw the spirit formation just now, they naturally didn't think of breaking it, because once the spirit formation was broken by others, Xu Shuanglin's spiritual power would quickly become exhausted, and he might die immediately, and they still had something to ask him.

No one expected that Xu Shuanglin was actually hiding a formation under the Wuhun Formation.

What kind of formation would that be?

Is it a space crack for escape?It's still a fierce blood curse that kills the net.

Chu Wanning raised his hand and dropped a barrier between the crowd and the formation.

Nangong Si died in front of him, he didn't want to see more young monks die before him.

Chu Wanning said: "Be careful, don't rush in."

The sky was dark and the clouds gathered together. The bright moon that was originally high was covered by thick clouds like turning ink.

Xu Shuanglin was dressed in pure white single clothes, standing in the gust of wind, and suddenly grinned at them: "Thank you for listening to my gossip for so long, thank you, everyone, the formation is open."

While he was speaking, the withered ghost claw pointed his hand back, and the black formation, like a flying dragon riding on the clouds and waves, rushed into his palm frantically. A curse array flowing with colorful brilliance.

Xue Meng said in surprise: "What formation is this?"

"Is it the formation of rebirth?" Xue Zhengyi turned his head and asked Master Xuanjing of Wubei Temple, but the master shook his head, "Although there is a rebirth in my sect, he never performs it in front of others, so the old man Monks don't know."

Everyone was staring at the formation, each of them seemed to be pulling the bowstring to the extreme, they waited for Xu Shuanglin's every move, the air was extremely quiet, only the strange sound of the strong wind howling past.

They are a seemingly calm pot of oil that is actually burning extremely hot.

Just a drop of water--

"It's the Corpse Soul Formation!!"

Suddenly there was a loud drink.

Shi Potian was shocked, boiling and exploding.

It was Hua Binan, the sage of cold scales, who recognized the formation at first sight, and he shouted: "Corpse Soul Formation!! Xu Shuanglin is going to summon Luo Fenghua's corpse demon to die with us! Hurry up! Never let the formation take shape! !"

Hearing the words Corpse Soul Formation, almost everyone was in a state of confusion. They all knew that it was an evil secret technique second only to the three forbidden techniques. , what the Cold Scale Sage said was absolutely correct.

Also a person who is good at medicine, Jiang Xi has been familiar with the words Corpse Soul Formation since he was a child, so he reacted faster than ordinary people. He almost rushed to the front of the enchantment in a rush, and the silver phoenix pulled out, full of spiritual power, Hit hard at the center of the enchantment!

"Zheng!"

The swords collided, fireworks splashed, Xu Shuanglin flashed in front of the corpse soul barrier at that moment, drew his sword to block Jiang Xi's weapon, and his eyes were cold.

"This is what I want for the rest of my life, don't even try to get any closer."

Jiang Xi was furious: "Is it all you want for the rest of your life?"

Xu Shuanglin gritted his teeth and said, "It's nonsense!" His hand holding the sword couldn't help shaking, his veins were bulging, and his cheeks were flushed.

Jiang Xi said: "You are covered in bruises, so what if you become a corpse demon? How many more people will be buried with you?"

"What corpse demon? What funeral?! Open your eyes and show me clearly, where is this—"

"brush!"

Just as Jiang Xi restrained Xu Shuanglin, a feathered arrow infused with spiritual power shot out from nowhere, and stabbed towards the barrier behind the two of them at a high speed.

"don't want--!"

Xu Shuanglin, who has always been with the old god, let out a terrifying scream for the first time tonight, "Stop!!"

Almost at the moment when he was distracted, Xu Shuanglin was slashed by Jiang Xiluo's sword. In an instant, the blood was soaring, and he suddenly knelt down on the ground in pain, but his eyes were crazy and desperate. Bone's arm, his canthus was completely cracked, but he was facing the direction of the enchantment.

His face was still splattered with blood, his eyeballs were protruding, and his lips were trembling.

Such an expression of fear had never appeared on Nangong Xu's face in the past, or Xu Shuanglin's face later on.

He was trembling, maintaining a posture of exerting spiritual power with his palms.

In this blow, he almost exhausted all his strength, just to block that cold arrow in front of the formation.

He succeeded.

Xu Shuanglin was panting, the arm cut by Jiang Xi couldn't help gushing blood, and the corner of his mouth kept oozing blood foam, but he saw that the feathered arrow was successfully blocked and shattered under his spiritual power At that moment, his pale lips trembled, and he forced out a smile.

At this time, Mo Ran heard Shi Mo whispering softly beside him: "This... this is not the formation of corpse demons."

Huang Xiaoyue heard his words, and Huang Xiaoyue snorted coldly with her beard twisted: "You are not ashamed at such a young age? How can the cold-scale master be wrong when he says it is the formation of corpse demons?"

The teacher shook his head resolutely: "The formation of corpse demons is not like this."

"Let me tell you, are you poisonous in the eyes of the master of the Medicine Sect, or are you poisonous in your eyes?"

The teacher was about to say it again, but Mo Ran held him down.

"Master, don't talk nonsense with this old man." Mo Ran said, "Are you sure this is not the formation of corpse demons?"

"It's just an image, but it's definitely not. The Corpse Demon Formation is shiny with fish scales. Although there is light on this formation, it is coherent and not flaky."

At this moment, Jiang Xi, who was before the formation, said angrily: "Nangongxu, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?!"

Xu Shuanglin ignored him at all, the formation radiated dazzling brilliance, he dragged his damaged body all the way to the front of the formation, blood dripped all over the ground.

But the smile on his face became more and more obvious, the brilliance of the magic circle illuminated his face, and there was a sense of high spirits on his face, for a moment he looked like a young man in a fur horse.

He murmured, "It's almost here..."

Raise your hand, lightly touch the surface of the formation, your fingertips fall, and ripples appear.

He seems to be about to see an old friend who has been lost for many years, a relative who has been away for a long time, and neither the hideous wound nor the rotting body can stop him from being happy.

His eyes were bright, and he couldn't stop muttering: "It's almost here...it's almost there..."

The gust of wind around suddenly stopped, the thick clouds dispersed, and the full moon was in the sky.Xu Shuanglin opened his eyes full of hope, and he was shaking again, but this time it was not because of fear, but because of excitement, unstoppable excitement.

"Master..."

Everyone found that the golden light suddenly floated in the barrier, and then a crystal spiritual core emerged. The barrier continuously conveyed brilliance to the center of the core, and gradually condensed into a human form——

"It's Luo Fenghua?!"

"It's Luo Fenghua!"

Luo Fenghua, who had been dead for many years, just appeared on the soul summoning platform of the Confucianism School!A blooming orange tree appeared in the enchantment flowing with golden light, and the white petals fluttered down one after another. Luo Fenghua, dressed in a Confucian-style sky blue crane, was sitting under the tree, closing his eyes and playing the harp.

He is still a phantom, a blurry, mirror-like scene.Only the spirit core of the reborn ghost fetus obtained from the underworld is real, emitting light under the nothingness of the body.

"Blossoms fall in the pond at three or four o'clock, and strings sing once or twice on the shore."

A soft, male voice came from the center of the spiritual core without being surprised.

Luo Fenghua, who was under the flower tree, was continuing the letter and sang a melody from the middle of Sichuan softly.

"The years of the weak crown are the best, light hoofs and fast horses, and you can see all the flowers in the world..."

Suddenly there was a hoarse voice mixed with Luo Fenghua's ethereal voice, and it was Xu Shuanglin who was singing to meet them. The voice was choked up, it was too ugly, like a broken gong, like rotten iron, but it was still so stubborn and echoed like no one else .

"This, this is the corpse demon?" Xue Zhengyi was stunned, "What's going on here?"

It was obvious that there was more than one person who had the same doubts as him. Even Jiang Xi frowned slightly, pursed his lips and said nothing, and there seemed to be doubts in his eyes.

The golden light floated, and Luo Fenghua slowly gathered and formed. Eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips became more and more clear. Amid Cen Yuan's serene singing, Hua Binan suddenly shouted: "Quick! The corpse demon is about to take shape!!"

Shi Mo was very low-key along the way, probably because he knew that he was soft-spoken and didn't talk much, but at this moment he suddenly turned his head and said loudly to Hua Binan: "Senior Sage Hand is wrong, this is not a corpse demon! It's..."

It is a rebirth array.

Mo Ran already understood in his heart.

Yes, what Shi Mo said is not wrong, this is not the formation of corpse demons, this is the formation of rebirth!

But when a group of people get together, will everyone believe in an unknown Xiaoxiu, or in a prestigious Medicine Sect master?As soon as Hua Binan said that the corpse demon was about to take shape, no matter how much Shi Mei refuted it, for most of them, it was the most important thing to save their own lives.Immediately, a flying dark blue shadow flew past them at a high speed, and before Xu Shuanglin could react, the black shadow stabbed a dagger full of spiritual power towards the barrier.

"No!!!""

That blow shattered Luo Fenghua's spiritual core, the golden light of the barrier flickered for a moment, then scattered wantonly in an instant, and collapsed.

"No! Don't! Master! Master!!"

Xu Shuanglin got up suddenly, roared and knocked the man down in the air, and flew about a foot away. It was a lonely monk who obeyed Hua Binan's instructions at a critical moment. With full ruthlessness, even if he is now at the end of his strength, the man was knocked down by him, curled up on the ground and couldn't stop moaning, and soon lost his breath.

But it's too late.

The monk's death didn't change anything.

Xu Shuanglin tried his best, and the spirit core of Luo Fenghua's ghost body, which he had taken back from the [-]th floor of purgatory, had already cracked open. He crawled all the way to Luo Fenghua, trying to hold Luo Fenghua's clothes, but the gathered human figure had already begun to disperse. Luo Fenghua's clothes were in his hands, like sand between fingers and water in a basket, he couldn't hold them no matter what.

"Master... Master..."

He yelled like this first.

Then he was on the verge of going crazy, with a ferocious and trembling light in his eyes.

"Luo Fenghua! Luo Fenghua!!"

Useless.

No matter how he shouted, how to call.

Luo Fenghua's afterimages were rapidly dissipating, and in the end, they turned into tens of thousands of fluorescent lights in an instant, blowing into the wind...

There is nothing left.

Xu Shuanglin knelt in the same place blankly, standing upright, his whole body seemed very stiff.

He doesn't move.

don't cry.

No more shouting.

On the spirit summoning platform, in the lingering wind, a cracked spiritual core lost its light and fell to the ground, colorless.

Those spirit currents that were supposed to gather into Luo Fenghua's reborn limbs were now like thousands of catkins, floating and whirling, dotted, floating and sinking.

Xu Shuanglin knelt in this shattered dream.

After a long time, he seemed to be muttering, and also seemed to be laughing at himself, and said: "The youngest years are the best, light hoofs and fast horses, can see the end of the world?"

What a tune.

When he was a child, he often heard Luo Fenghua sing it.

The catkins in his eyes have become the past years. In the golden catkins flying around, he saw the scene when he saw his master for the first time when he was a child——

At that time, he and his brother were still young, and their father brought them to the front of Confucianism Academy. It was autumn, and there was a pale old orange tree in the academy, with heavy fruits on it. A man was talking, a man with an unremarkable appearance and a shallow expression, who would soon be overwhelmed in the crowd.

The other one is heroic and imposing.

Father led them over and said, "Meet your master soon."

His elder brother rushed to bow down immediately, and said to the man with extraordinary bearing: "Little student Nangong Liu, I pay my respects to Master."

The man waved his hand and said, "I'm just here to ask Mr. Luo some knowledge, not your master, you two young masters, you've got the wrong person."

The father also smiled, and led them to the man who didn't look very outstanding, and said, "This is your master, Immortal Luo Fenghua."

He raised his head, and smiled shyly at Luo Fenghua. At that time, Luo Fenghua was young, and when he was nervous, he became more immature. His round eyes reflected the reflections of the two young disciples, and his cheeks were slightly red. .The old head took his hand and said to him: "Sir, my two children have very different temperaments, and the suitable paths of cultivation may be different, so I ask you to take care of them and teach them according to their aptitude. "

Luo Fenghua was holding an orange in his hand, and he seemed to be trying hard to show the majesty that a teacher should have, but the hand that kept turning and rubbing the orange revealed his youthfulness and embarrassment.

Nangong Liu is a ghost spirit, immediately went up and shouted sweetly: "Master Luo, Master Luo."

Luo Fenghua's face immediately turned red, and even the tips of his ears were covered with blood. He waved his hands: "I... Give me a lot of advice, I..."

He "me" for a long time, not knowing what to say, Xu Shuanglin clearly remembered the sunshine in Linyi that day, this Luo Fenghua, who was not so much a "master" but rather a "little brother", stood in front of a tree full of oranges. Under the tree, standing in the skylight.

The edges of his ears are thin, and when he shines against the light, he can see the light blue blood vessels under the flesh, and the thin edges of the ears are reflected in a crystal clear orange.

Xu Shuanglin then spoke the first sentence in his life to Luo Fenghua.

"Luo Xianchang, have you turned [-] this year?"

This was originally a sarcasm, even the father standing next to him could hear it, but Luo Fenghua couldn't hear it, he actually smiled, and replied very sincerely: "I'm not full, I'm seventeen this year."

"..."

Xu Shuanglin moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and simply walked away.

His father pulled him back, pulled him to a corner, and said sternly: "How can Xu'er only judge his ability based on his age?"

"He's not much older than us."

"The Immortal Wang who invited you earlier, you think he is too old!"

"Aren't you old?" Xu Shuanglin rolled his eyes, "97, I think he's almost turned into a fairy."

"Neither seventeen nor ninety-seven. What do you want?"

Xu Shuanglin lazily said: "Father, can you not look for someone twice, with an 80-year-old difference in between?"

"..." The old head became angry, and was embarrassed by his son's words again. He gritted his teeth for a long time, and finally said, "Although his skills are not the best, he has a wide range of knowledge and knowledge, and his skills and fists are called top-notch. You follow him honestly, if you are still not satisfied after one year, we will change it!"

After talking for a long time, the two came out from the corner. When they returned to the academy, Xu Shuanglin saw that his brother had a happy conversation with Luo Fenghua. Looking at the expression on his brother's face, it seemed that he had known Master Luo for more than ten years. like.

But this is not too strange, after all, Nangong Liu has an ability, that is, as long as he is willing, he can be as good as ever with anyone.

On the other hand, Luo Fenghua still behaved a little nervously and cautiously. When he raised his eyes and saw Xu Shuanglin coming, that nervousness and cautiousness became more and more obvious.

He looked at Xu Shuanglin impatiently, and came to him under his father's pull.

He hesitated for a while, and almost used the most clumsy, child-like way to curry favor with this perverse and self-willed little apprentice——

He handed Xu Shuanglin the orange that he hadn't eaten.

Xu Shuanglin: "..."

"It's very sweet, try it."

The 17-year-old little master looked bewildered and flustered, even pitiful.

It was only then that Xu Shuanglin noticed that there was even an even patch on the corner of his clothes.

so poor?

Being able to get the post of master of the Confucian School Shuanggongzi, no wonder he was anxious and begged him eagerly.

"I don't like to eat oranges." Xu Shuanglin said, "Since Master Luo wants to stay here, this is the first thing I ask Master Luo to remember."

"Xu Er!"

The old head was about to criticize, Luo Fenghua waved his hand, quickly took the orange back, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, the Lord doesn't care."

"Hey, my child is rude. I don't know how to respect the teacher at all. I have wronged the elder."

"It doesn't matter." Luo Fenghua smiled, and looked at Xu Shuanglin again, his eyes were warm and friendly, and he was a little cautious, "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you are a teacher or not. I have some knowledge, just follow me. You don’t have to recognize me as your master.”

The old master hurriedly said: "Then how can I do it..."

"The name is all false." Luo Fenghua's cheeks were red, and he scratched his head a little uneasily, "Actually, I also feel that I am too young..." He turned his head and said to Xu Shuanglin, "If you don't mind, young master, Call me by my name from now on."

Xu Shuanglin looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud. Just when Luo Fenghua, a poor honest man, was confused by him and became more and more embarrassed by him, he straightened his clothes and bowed to him properly. , and raised his face.

The orange tree is fragrant, and the light and shadow are moving.

Xu Shuanglin smiled, his eyebrows were domineering, and the corners of his mouth were slightly arrogant and evil, but he was still young at that time, and when he smiled, there was a hint of tenderness and sweetness like a peach.

That's right, names are fake.

So, why should he care so much about what to call the other party?

So Xu Shuanglin called him lazily, "Master."

The leaves of the orange trees are rustling, and the ground is mottled and flowing.

got windy.

Forget it, he just made do with a master, and in less than a year and a half, it's time to find another family, he thought.

At that time, Xu Shuanglin really thought that everything was as usual, and this day was just an ordinary day in his life.

The author has something to say: Luo Fenghua's song is adapted from Meng Jiao's "Horseshoe disease in the spring breeze, I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day", and the source is already marked in the words~