Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

18 years later.

Wanshui City, Linjiazhuang.

There is a fisherman in a coir raincoat, holding a bamboo pole.

The bamboo pole moved, causing ripples in the pond water.

After such a parade, not long after, I met another light boat.

On the boat stood a refined and polite man with a toga and loose sleeves.

The fisherman smiled and said, "Steward Liu, congratulations, congratulations! This is good news from the fairy mountain."

Butler Liu leaned forward, stepped onto the boat where the fisherman was, and firmly held the fisherman's hands, his eyes sparkling: "What is the good news, I would like to trouble you to pass it on yourself?"

"On the seventh day of this month, Shaozhuang will mainly marry the little fairy master! Zhengyang Immortal Sect specially asked me to inform Master Linzhuang, asking him to set off on a certain day to go to Optimus Pillar to attend his son's grand ceremony."

"This……"

Steward Liu was pleasantly surprised, he held his breath, and after a while, he said: "This is really great news, I...I'll report it to the owner!"

The fisherman grabbed Steward Liu who was about to leave, and said, "Butler Liu, I will go with you."

"How can I bother you?"

"I was able to escort the little fairy lord's father-in-law. Fortunately, how could it be troublesome? Haha!"

Steward Liu was very grateful, and no longer shied away. The two laughed and went to Linjiazhuang, intending to go to the wedding celebration of Qianlin and his wife.

The pillar of Optimus, Zhengyang Xianzong.

Because Qianqing and Lin Zichu's big wedding will be soon, Zhengyang Xianzong is very busy.

On weekdays, the disciples of the Xianmen who were strictly disciplined can finally take a breather, hide in a place where the master can't see, drink and gamble secretly.

Even Qianqing's pet, Amao, was scattered outside because the owner was too busy recently, and it let it hunt and play by itself.

At this moment, Amao was lying on the edge of the pool alone, with eight long legs stretched out, and the carapace was warmed by the sun, making her feel very comfortable.

In the quiet grass behind Amao, a pair of bright black round eyes slowly poked out.

The round eyes stared at Amao covetously.

"..."

The grass provided the best cover for Yuanyan, who held his breath and slowly moved his forefoot.

Leaving the shadow of the grass and being exposed to the sunlight, it turned out that Yuanyan turned out to be a clouded leopard with a pitch-black body.

Its hair is shiny, its body is plump, its ears are round, and it can be seen that it is well-fed.

Clouded leopards have thick pads on their soles, and they don't make any sound when they walk.

Quickly moving behind Amao, the clouded leopard suddenly jumped up, whimpered, grabbed the top of Amao's head, and pulled the sun-drenched Wanren spider out of the pool.

The pool of water splashed like pillars.

Amao's eyes were spinning, and when he realized it, he let out a furious roar.

The eight legs bounced and kicked, struggling with all their might.

The clouded leopard held the back of Amao's neck in its mouth, and walked towards the grass with its neck up. When it was about to lose control, the clouded leopard lay down on the ground, pressed down on Amao with its front paw, and opened its mouth at the top of Amao's head, slamming Licked.

The clouded leopard's tongue is covered with barbs, and with one lick, it can lick off the flesh and blood of the immortal's leg.

The hard black hair on Ah Mao's head was half licked off by the clouded leopard.

This seemed to have pierced the silence of a hornet's nest.

The black-haired spider, which was originally the size of a palm, was trembling all over when it was held in its front paw by the clouded leopard.

Then the figure suddenly became bigger, and it was as tall as a water tank, and suddenly the young clouded leopard on its body was thrown away.

The clouded leopard fell to the ground with its head up, only to hear 'Boom! ' With a painful sound, a big bump was knocked out of the clouded leopard's wet back of the head.

But its vitality was extremely tenacious, and its head was still dizzy, so it turned over and quickly got up.

The water-tank-sized Wanren spider shifted its eight legs, jumped into the pool with a plop, and swam away crying.

The clouded leopard was afraid of the water, and stood hesitantly by the pool. Its front legs fell into the water from time to time, and then pulled out again.

Seeing Amao swimming farther and farther, the clouded leopard howled loudly, making a loud noise.

The sound of the water was noisy, attracting the eyes of the disciples of the Xianmen who were secretly drinking.

A young disciple saw the whole scene of the clouded leopard's sneak attack, pointed at the clouded leopard, and asked, "Which family's beast pet is this, so naughty."

A brother with a slightly higher cultivation level said: "Don't be rude. That's not a beast pet, it belongs to Zhaoming Xianzun's family..."

Hearing this, the younger brother immediately showed a clear expression, and the finger that was pointing at Yunbao also dropped down.

Obviously, this disciple had also heard of it.

About a few years ago, Xia Zunzhaoming suddenly came back with a cub in his arms, saying that its surname was Feng Mingduan, it was bred by him, and his mother had lost since childhood.

When everyone saw the appearance of this clouded leopard, they looked at each other in blank dismay, full of complaints.

No one stood up and asked a question:

"Zhaoming Xianzun, who is your son's so-called 'mother'?"

Because there is no need to ask this question at all.

It is absurd that the dignified immortal will finally have an heir with the sword beast tribe.

Sect Master Bairen, it's really sad and deplorable to exchange his life for his offspring.

The disciple sighed:

"...Back then when Sect Master Bairen passed away, Immortal Venerable Feng Zhaoming comprehended and answered the last question of the Immortal Sword's 'Nine Questions' on his own. Up to now, 18 years have passed."

"In the past 18 years, Zhaoming Immortal Venerable's cultivation has risen to the top of the sky, and he has become a high-level monk who has left his body, second only to the Immortal Lord Changsheng."

"He is strong in battle, and his status is extremely noble. Counting Zhengwuzhou, there are very few people who can influence his decision."

The brother in the same class looked at the oily little leopard by the water, and said:

"Xianzun Zhaoming dotes on his only son very much. He loves him to be mischievous and troublesome all day long. He can't catch up with Amao, and maybe he will come to trouble you and me. Before the clouded leopard notices, we'd better evacuate quickly .”

The two disciples were about to turn around and leave when they suddenly heard the sound of water not far away.

The two looked up, and saw a Fulong, led by the Wanren Spider, killing it aggressively.

The golden light reflected by the skylight is eye-catching to the eyes of the giant dragon with its orange scale armor, awe-inspiring.During the walk, water vapor filled the air, thunder and lightning flashed, with an astonishing aura that seemed to open up the world, and the power was overwhelming!

No matter who sees it, they will know that this mighty Fulong is the natal beast of the little fairy master Qianqing.

Normally, you can't see the head and tail of the beasts, but at this time, under the leadership of Amao, they came to kill the cloud leopard Fengduan.

Thinking about it with his toes, he knew that this big Buddha was a thug hired by Ah Mao to avenge the bristles that fell off his head just now.

Seeing this, Feng Duan's limbs slipped, he hurriedly backed away, and the mud at the edge of the pool splashed Xiaobao all over.

However, there is no one in this world who can match Fulong's wandering speed. Feng Duan could smell the fishy smell of sea water from the tip of his nose. He was shocked and panicked, and quickly ran towards the two disciples, as if he wanted to get behind him. hide.

The two disciples turned pale with fright, grasping the sword formula in their hands, and they were about to run away.

At this moment, the running cub was blown away by a gust of wind, and rolled on the ground a few times.

"Ouch!"

The little leopard lay on his back, howled loudly, bared his four fangs, and even exposed his belly.

Fulong pressed the fat clouded leopard, and it was easy to beat him with a clang.

Amao stood by and watched, and only when the little leopard was struggling desperately to slip away would he spit out a mouthful of spider silk from time to time to help stabilize the battle.

For a while, the clouded leopard howled, the dragon roared, the black spider was proud, and the situation was chaotic.

The two disciples stood aside, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, as they hesitated to make a move.

Suddenly, a pair of thin and long hands stretched out from behind.The person who came grabbed the back of Amao's neck with one hand, and Amao suddenly shrunk to the size of a palm, and was thrown onto his shoulder by the man, still baring his teeth and claws; with the other hand, he grabbed Fulong and pressed it to the center of his forehead, and the huge Fulong dissipated out of thin air , leaving only water vapor.

The two disciples took a closer look, and hurriedly cupped their hands in salute, saying:

"Senior brother Qianqing, senior brother Zichu."

"Ah."

The two tall and handsome monks nodded, they were looking at me Qianqing and his Taoist companion Lin Zichu.

In the past 18 years, the two of them seem to have not changed much except for their calmer temperament.

It's just that the silver dots on Qianqing's forehead turned into a faint golden color, and at first glance, there seemed to be a dragon walking between the golden forehead.

At this time, Qianqing looked down at the clouded leopard lying on the mud covered with baldness, and sighed softly.

He stretched out his hands again, wrapped Feng Duan's underarms on both sides, and picked him up from the ground.

The clouded leopard curled up its legs, its eyes were full of tears, seeing Ah Mao jumping on Qianqing's shoulder, the clouded leopard suddenly said:

"Mom, damn it."

Then she huddled in Qianqing's arms and began to cry.

Embarrassed, Qian Lin and the others looked at the disciples who had been watching for a long time.

The two disciples showed a clear expression.

It is said that this little leopard was forcibly given birth by Patriarch Bairen back then, and his life was in danger.Immortal Zhaoming worked hard to save the little leopard, but after all, there was still some influence, so that although Feng Duan was well fed until now, Feng Duan was still unable to transform into a human form, and could only show others as a clouded leopard.

At the same time, I was mentally impaired, and now I can only say two sentences in a beastly manner, one is "Dad" and the other is "Mom's mentally retarded".

The probability of saying the latter sentence is much higher than that of the previous sentence. Zhengyang Xianzong cleans up the mountain, and you can hear a few violent and vulgar words from time to time.

The two disciples deeply felt that they should not have seen today and saw too many scenes, so they hurriedly cupped their hands and said: "Two senior brothers, if there is nothing else to do, I will take my leave."

"Wait a minute."

Qianqing hesitated for a moment, and said: "The revered father of the Lin family has already arrived at the foot of the Optimus Pillar, and Senior Brother Zichu and I are going down the mountain. Could you please send Feng Duan to Zhaoming Immortal Hall?"

The two were slightly taken aback, and immediately responded: "It should be so."

"only……"

Qian Qing paused, and said: "Feng Duan is naughty, please be careful of his mischief and troubles."

Hearing this, the little leopard who was curled up in Qianqing's arms shook his ears, suddenly jumped up, jumped to the ground, and ran towards Zhaoming Immortal Palace by himself.

The two disciples hurriedly saluted Qian Lin and the others, and followed quickly.

Lin Zichu looked at the back of the little leopard covered in bales, and said, "Feng Duan might sue Zhaoming Xianzun. Ah Qing, why don't you and I escort it to Zhuming Xiandian first."

"No problem." Qian Qing waved her hand and said, "It's very important to welcome the master of Linzhuang. Besides, if Feng Duan wants to talk nonsense and the wicked to sue, he must first be able to speak. What can it say?"

Lin Zichu smiled slightly, suddenly thought of something, leaned into Qianqing's ear, and said softly:

"Today, 'that one' is going to visit Xianzong. Are you and I not staying in Xianzong, just in case?"

"……that one?"

Qian Qing was stunned for a moment, and immediately came to her senses.

He smiled and said: "That one, you should have woken up earlier to discipline his naughty only son, who has been delayed until today, causing you and me a lot of trouble. Now I will definitely not ask you and me to stay here on a special trip, don't go It’s the reason why I don’t care about Father Zun, but I’m busy with other things for him. I’m sure that ‘he’ will be more happy if I only leave that one to Master to deal with.”

As she spoke, Qian Qing grabbed Lin Zichu's wrist.

A straw hat appeared out of thin air in the hands of the two, covered their heads, and pressed down.

The originally majestic spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared, and after the two of them concealed the aura around them, their figures gradually disappeared behind the Optimus Pillar...

far away.

The fairy mountain is majestic, towering into the sky.

Ten miles of clouds and fog, trapped mountains and locks.

Faintly, you can hear the ethereal zither sound in the fairy mountain, just like the water in a high mountain, gurgling and moving.

"Listen quickly! This is Immortal Zhaoming talking about the Tao with the qin, and the song he played is called "Yuan Liushui". It is really majestic and touching."

"Zhaoming Immortal Venerable is powerful in battle, and there are many Zhengyang Immortal Sect disciples who want to worship under him. It's just that he has a dull and cold personality. Although he is in a high position, he still only accepts a senior disciple, Senior Brother Qianqing."

"Instead, Immortal Venerable Zhaoming will hold lectures every seven days. At that time, all disciples of the immortal family can participate, regardless of their sect."

"Hurry up! I can't wait to see the demeanor of Zhaoming Xianzun!"

Several disciples quickened their pace and walked towards the podium.

Under the podium, tens of thousands of immortal disciples sat cross-legged with Feng Zhaoming as the center of a circle.

In the altar, sat a monk in red with a tall figure.He has a straight back, like a pine and a bamboo, and holds a guqin in his hand, which he plucks and sings.

A disciple pointed at him and said, "That is Immortal Master Zhu Ming. I heard that he has an elegant temperament, but looking at him now, he really lives up to his reputation."

The rest of the disciples responded one after another, and someone gave a soft "Huh" and said in puzzlement:

"Xianzun Zhaoming has a disease in both eyes?"

It turned out that there was a plain ribbon on the face of Feng Zhaoming, who was sitting in the podium playing the piano, like a fairy.The ribbon is about the thickness of two fingers, tied behind Feng Zhaoming's head, covering his eyes and eyes.

"that is……"

Someone sighed softly, and then said: "Since Sect Master Bairen passed away, Immortal Venerable Feng Zhaoming began to practice closed-eye meditation. He covered his eyes with objects, and did not use his spiritual sense to detect objects, so as to repay the mistakes he made before."

"Immortal Zhaoming's fame spread across the four continents, what kind of mistake did he commit, and he was required to practice asceticly like a mortal, to cover his eyes and reduce his karma?"

"Isn't that sinful fairy Bairen causing trouble?"

"Oh, what kind of person is Zhaoming Xianzun, and he can't understand the word 'love' so thoroughly."

"Even the Fengduan boy he brought back is just as ridiculous..."

Just as they were speaking, the master of the conversation, the little black leopard, ran wildly around the podium.

The little leopard followed the sound of the piano, and saw the male cultivator wearing a ribbon not far away.It raised its head to the sky and roared twice, spread its four legs, and threw itself on Feng Zhaoming.

A black cloud that could move quickly burst out of the fiery red shirt.

Black clouds climbed up and down Feng Zhaoming, like locusts in a commotion, trying everything to stop Feng Zhaoming from continuing to play the piano.

Even though Feng Zhaoming completely ignored the little leopard on his body, he still couldn't help but pay attention to him.

In desperation, Feng Zhaoming sighed lightly, his fingers formed into palms, and lightly grasped the strings of the piano.

The sound of the ethereal piano stopped immediately.

"Today is here."

After saying that, Feng Zhaoming hugged Xiaobao with his sleeves, and when he let go, the surroundings of the two of them changed drastically, and they had already moved into Zhu Mingxian Palace.

The censer in the hall is smoky, quiet and peaceful.

There are two fairies, Qingfeng and Mingyue, who sweep the dust silently with their whisks in their hands.

Suddenly seeing Feng Zhaoming appearing, the two bowed their hands in salute, and said, "Immortal Zhaoming."

Feng Zhaoming nodded, he had the right to respond.

He sat cross-legged on the Yaotai, and when he released his right hand, he released a sleek black panther.

Seeing the black panther's head full of bags, Qingfeng couldn't help laughing and said:

"Who did you hit again? You're so merciless, your face is swollen like this."

Hearing this, the panther was furious, its eyes widened, its limbs stood on tiptoe, and it moved quickly.

Then he lay on the ground again, gathered his limbs, swung his body, and turned into a fish shape.

One can tell at a glance that the black panther is imitating the two beast pets under Senior Brother Qianqing.

Mingyue said: "So it's Amao and Xiaolong. Brother Qianqing told them not to do anything to you at will. Well, you must have provoked them again."

Feng Zhao couldn't see with his eyesight, and he didn't release his spiritual sense, so naturally he couldn't see Feng Duan's imitation gesture.

At this time, he listened attentively, and only then did he know what Xiaobao came for.

The little leopard was very annoyed by Mingyue's words, and it threw itself into Feng Zhaoming's arms. It seemed to have an itchy head, and it kept twitching. It deliberately rubbed its beard against Feng Zhaoming's palm, and coquettishly called: "Daddy, Daddy." .”

He said he wanted Feng Zhaoming to find the place for him and beat Amao back.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhaoming didn't like Xiaobao's tricks at all, he only heard him say coldly: "Duan'er, you are messing around again."

Feng Duan pricked up his ears, widened his round eyes, and breathed rapidly and excitedly.

"You will be fined for three days and not allowed to go out. Qingfengmingyue, you two will take strict care of you."

It wasn't until this moment that Feng Duan realized that he was about to be grounded. He lay in Feng Zhaoming's arms, writhing and screaming loudly in protest.

Qingfeng Mingyue snickered, and said inwardly: "Zhaoming Xianzun is an upright and serious person, worried that Xiaobao will bully others, as long as Feng Duan fights with others, no matter right or wrong, he will be punished."

"Feng Duan is immature, and he never understands why his father punished him. He complains every now and then, but he always gets punished."

Feng Zhaoming let his son protest in his arms and on his body, with a calm demeanor, he turned his head to talk to Xiantong and said:

"Where are Qianqing and Zichu?"

"This...don't dare to lie to the Immortal Venerable. The two of them went down to the Immortal Mountain today in order to welcome the Lord Linzhuang."

Feng Zhaoming frowned.