For the peace of the fairy world

"you you you you--"

Fang Huai looked at himself from this man's pupils, his hair was disheveled, his beard from a few years ago covered half of his face, he was no different from a savage.

The young man in front of him obviously frightened him a lot, after all, a figure like a slovenly tramp suddenly appeared behind him, everyone was startled.

Fang Huai stretched out his hand, intending to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, but the young man immediately took two steps back. Obviously, this action did not comfort him but frightened him.

Fang Huai had no choice but to say: "I'm the person below here, and now I'm out of customs with a pill. I've stayed in the house for eight years, and I can't take care of my appearance. Don't be afraid."

The young man stared at him.

Fang Huai looked at his startled look, and smiled and said, "Gu Yan... Where is your master?"

Although he looks rough and embarrassed, his voice is clear and slightly deep, like the bell of an ancient temple, and his manners are also polite.The young man finally let go of his guard and said, "Master is on the outer island...feeding Yushu."

"Yushu..." Fang Huai thought for a while, "Oh, it's that unicorn."

The two were talking, when they heard Yan Gu's voice from above: "The alchemy will form in six months, faster than I expected."

Fang Huai raised his head and said, "The golden elixir has been completed, so it's time for you to fulfill your promise?"

"Of course." The woman in the white gown with wild goose wings landed on the ground, "The golden light grass is already in your hands, you can leave whenever you want. But with your appearance..."

She looked at Fang Huai twice: "It's too sloppy. Go out and don't embarrass me."

Fang Huai is not too opposed to his savage appearance. He used to be neat and meticulous in his appearance, but it was just a habit he developed when he came out of the White House.He looked down and said: "The clothes are still in good condition, just go to the pool and take a bath."

Yan Gu flicked her sleeves and said, "The Immortal Venerable was so handsome and refined back then, all the beings in the three realms were fascinated by him. As his disciple, of course you must inherit his mantle!"

"Let's forget about this kind of mantle..." Fang Huai said blackly, "Besides, I haven't made up my mind to join your sect yet."

Yan Gu sneered and said, "You are now at the golden core stage. For a person whose spiritual roots are so low that it is impossible to step into the fairy gate in this life, I don't believe that you will be willing to abolish this body of skill."

Indeed... This feeling of being full of power, being as light as a swallow, and seeing everything through the eyes, no one who wants to become stronger will not indulge in it.

Fang Huai lowered his head and shook his palm.No wonder countless people in the world want to ask immortals to attain the Tao. Only in this way can they break away from the shackles of the mundane world and do whatever they want.

Yan Gu turned around, and at the same time told her disciples: "Rong Sheng, you go to the pool and wait for Mr. Fang to wash. Somehow, shave his beard clean."

The young man bowed his head and ran towards the wooden house on the steps.

Aunt Yan said again: "I still have something to tell you. Come to me after you finish washing and grooming." As she spoke, her figure disappeared.

After Fang Huai waited for her to leave, he tried to practice the technique of driving clouds that he had learned in Kunlun.Sure enough, in a short time, I came to the pool where I used to soak my body, but I couldn't control it well when I used it for the first time, and almost fell into the pool headfirst.

He took off his clothes and scrubbed in the pool.I have to say that he felt much more comfortable after washing. After all, the pool water was mixed with a lot of strength. During the washing, the residual dirt on the surface of his body and in the meridians were also washed away, which made people feel refreshed.

After washing, I was about to go to the shore.Suddenly I heard someone shouting from the bushes on the shore: "Fang, Mr. Fang, I'm here to help you clean up."

Fang Huai said as he walked, "You came just in time, pass me the clothes I left on the shore."

"Oh, oh." The disciple named "Rong Sheng" hurriedly picked up the clothes he visited on the shore, and in the process of picking them up in a hurry, something fell out of the pile of clothes, which attracted his attention.

It was a money bag with intertwined gold and silver threads, embroidered with a majestic white tiger crouching on a rock.

The disciple stared at the money bag, speechless for a long time, because the memory of this thing is too deep for him, even if he only saw it once, he can recognize it at a glance now.

He was so surprised that he stood there motionless, but Fang Huai pushed aside the grass and said, "What are you doing there?"

The disciple let out an "ah" in fright, and Fang Huai took the money bag and clothes from his hands.

The disciple took a few steps back, "You you you" "Ah ah" for a long time, I don't know whether to blame this person for running up to him with nothing on, or to blame him for being the same person eight years ago!

Fang Huai put on his underwear, glanced at the young man, and lowered his head to look at the purse in his hand: "Do you recognize this thing? We've seen it before?"

The youth began to "me me me" again.Seeing his appearance, Fang Huai couldn't help but sigh secretly, it seems that Gu Yan's vision is really not very good, she took in two disciples, one with low qualifications like him, and the other a fool like the person in front of her.

Probably the expression on his face was too obvious, the young man said in grief and indignation: "You! You don't remember? Nine years ago, Yunlu City..."

Yunlu City?Fang Huai thought about it, then looked at the young man in front of him, listening to his voice, it seemed a little familiar.

The young man followed closely and said, "You Epiphyllum Club, Xiaoshulin..."

Oh - Fang Huai suddenly realized, looked at the young man and said, "Are you that little thief?"

After all, nine years have passed, and Fang Huai is still the same as before, but the clever young man has now become a tall young man.

The young man said angrily: "I am no longer a thief, my name is Xu Rongsheng!"

"Xu Rongsheng?" Fang Huai put on his coat and looked at the young man thoughtfully, "What is your relationship with the Xu family?"

The young man didn't expect that he only heard the word "Xu", and immediately thought of the Xu family, pursed his lips and said: "I am the... abandoned son of the Xu family."

Fang Huai squinted his eyes and approached him, the young man couldn't help taking another half step back: "You, what are you going to do?"

Fang Huai said: "The Xu family. They should have done something, but for the sake of Yan Gu, let you go."

Xu Rong said in a loud voice: "You have enmity with the Xu family?"

"There is a big grudge. However, they also helped me indirectly." Fang Huai replied lightly while tightening his belt.

He was disciplined by strict family education since he was a child, and his every move seemed to have been measured by a fine ruler. In addition, he was tall and straight as a pine, and the movements of dressing were pleasing to the eye.Although there was still that unsightly beard and straw-like hair, Xu Rongsheng couldn't help but pay close attention to it, and almost forgot to answer.

After Fang Huai got dressed, he came back to his senses, and hesitantly picked up the wooden tray from the grass, which contained a wooden comb and a knife: "Master ordered me to comb your hair and shave you."

Fang Huai frowned and said, "Don't bother you, I'll do it myself." Then he reached out to take the wooden plate in the other party's hand.

Xu Rongsheng hurriedly backed away with the comb blade in his hand, "No, Master told me that I must tidy up your appearance for you."

Knowing that he was in a hurry to leave, but looking for someone to delay the time, this is really like what Yan Gu would do.Fang Huai said helplessly: "Forget it. Go and sit on the big rock over there."

So the two of them sat cross-legged on the big rock by the pool, and the other stood behind him, combing their hair with a wooden comb.

The long hair that had just been washed hung down to her waist, still covered with water mist, and felt cold and smooth to the touch.Like water, Xu Rongsheng thought to himself, and accidentally slipped out through his fingers.

When Fang Huai sat cross-legged, his shoulders were still straight. From Xu Rongsheng's angle, he could see the slender and graceful neck, all the way down to the staggered neckline.

"You comb too slowly."

A voice called him back, and Xu Rongsheng muffled his head and speeded up, while covering up his distraction with words: "Your hair is all knotted, how can you comb it out if you don't comb it carefully."

Fang Huai smiled and said, "Clumsy. Someone combed my hair in the past, and their hands and feet are much more nimble than yours."

Xu Rongsheng said casually, "Who is it?"

Fang Huai didn't answer, as if he accidentally mentioned a taboo, he sighed softly.

After Xu Rongsheng combed his hair, Fang Huai turned around, raised his head slightly, and asked Xu Rongsheng to shave for him.

Fang Huai's forehead and eyebrows, which were previously covered by messy hair, were now exposed. His bare skin was as warm and white as jade, his eyebrows were long, and his pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes were like a neat stroke of a painter. He swallowed his saliva.He remembered... the person he met nine years ago didn't seem to be like this?

He carefully picked up the blade, and shaved Fang Huai's beard off bit by bit.He was inexplicably nervous, at least it was the hand that had touched the purses of countless people, but now he was a little afraid of cutting the other person's skin.

He stared at the little bit of exposed skin until the last bit of beard and beard was removed, then he breathed a sigh of relief, retracted the blade and said, "Okay."

The person in front of him stood up early and said, "Thank you."

"No need..." Xu Rongsheng raised his head and was stunned when he saw the smiling young man in front of him.

Fang Huai waved his five fingers in front of his eyes: "Stupid again? Why on earth did Aunt Yan accept you as a disciple..."

He shook his head, turned around and flew into the air, intending to find Yan Gu, when Xu Rong suddenly called out: "Hello!"

"Huh?" Fang Huai turned around.

"Your name, what's your name?"

"Fang Huai, the Huai River of the Jianghuai River."

When Fang Huai came to the wooden house, Yan Gu stood in front of the incense table that enshrined "The Hermit" was enshrined, as if she had been waiting for him long ago.

Fang Huai stepped forward and cupped his hands, "I'm here to say goodbye."

Aunt Yan didn't turn her head back and said, "At any rate, I've been practicing here for almost nine years, and I don't have any attachments?"

"Instead of Yangu, you have been locked in the house for nine years and practiced endlessly, so the first thing you think about when you come out is to leave?" Fang Huai said behind her, "Besides, I have to save my junior brother immediately, what can I say? Hurry up and order."

That's what I said, and I thought so in my heart, but seeing the woman in white robe standing in front of the incense table with her back to him, her motionless back, as if she had been standing there for thousands of years, Fang Huai felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. Feel.

It is said that he was imprisoned for nine years, but everything Yan Gu did was actually beneficial to him. The cultivation of Jindan Qi and these eyes were all restored by her.

But he still has Yu Xiao, the person he can't let go of the most has yet to be seen.

"Yangu..." Yangu didn't answer for a long time, Fang Huai urged her.

"It's nothing, you can leave after explaining the two things." Yan Gu turned around and said.

Only then did Fang Huai see a pendant hooked in her hand, a layer of amber-like transparent substance wrapped in a small drop of blood-red liquid.

"Take it with you. Hide it in the skirt of your clothes, and don't let others see it."

Fang Huai took it, and with Yan Gu's gesture, put it on his neck: "What is this?"

"The relics left by the Immortal Venerable will be inherited by you, the only disciple."

Fang Huai thought for a while, and decided not to mention that he hadn't agreed to become a member yet, so he asked, "What about the second thing?"

"The second thing." Yan Gu raised her hand that was covered by her sleeve, "Naturally, it is to see the results of your nine years of cultivation."