But compared to the darker face, Yu Jingzhou is not as good as Fu Yuanzhi, the nature is different.

Fu Yuanzhi knew the charm of his master long ago—when he got the memory of the Supreme Demon Lord in Wanmo Nest, Fu Yuanzhi once felt that he was finished—he felt that it was a very happy thing to be hacked by the master of Yunmeng. That knife is really, the wind, thunder and clouds move, and it is too beautiful to behold.

——But, met a pervert who dared to covet the master?Itchy teeth.

The two ghost cultivators who possessed mortals swaggered and led them to their residences. The ghost cultivators may have lived too hard in the past, and even a mere mortal's bamboo house felt luxurious, and proudly told the palace master that the environment here is beautiful. , In fact, it's just a small broken house halfway up the mountain.

Fu Yuanzhi's face was dark all the way, and his teeth were almost crushed.

However, Master seems to like the scenery along the way very much.

Compared with Changjiao Street, which is bustling, full of fairy spirit, and full of magic, Taoist Commercial Street, or Yueqi Peak, which stands high above the clouds and is uninhabited all year round, the forest in the suburbs of the city is even more mundane. It will not be like being in a magical blockbuster, nor will it have the absolute desolation of Xianjia Gufeng.

Quiet, idle, behind is a small town full of lights at night, the warmth brought by thousands of lights seems to pass through the night mist, and shine directly on the back; surrounded by fragrant plants, there are several kinds of bamboo alone, Swaying with the night breeze; there is a house at the end of the small wooden plank road in front, the door is lit, the fence is neat, and there are morning glory vines that seem to be crushed by flowers.

—What a perfect fantasy antiquity!There is also a leisurely ancient charm, and there will be no embarrassing problems of no water, electricity, and toilet paper in ancient times.Therefore, you must choose the real world for crossing. The devil is much easier to solve than the inconvenience of life caused by low productivity in ancient times.

The bamboo house is also beautiful, and it is more like a place for people to live than the water pavilion with air leaks on all sides. After all, the palace owner has lived in a warm and comfortable high-rise in the 21st century for more than [-] years. Suddenly sleeping in the water pavilion always feels particularly insecure.

In the future, when I return to Tiangong, I will build a decent house to live in.

The two ghost cultivators were completely relieved when they walked into their own territory. This house is blocked by a barrier, and ordinary people cannot enter. The two of them thought that the Palace Master and Fu Yuanzhi were both controlled. There is no scruples anymore.

The palace lord looked at the arrogant attitude of these two low-level ghost cultivators and shook his head, but he praised the apprentice quite a bit--obviously, these two ghosts couldn't even tell the little apprentice's Taoist status, not because of their poor level , but the progress of the apprentice is really fast. Now that he returns to the Chuxin Palace, it is not necessarily who was thrown off the ladder.

So he touched his head to express his reward, and the apprentice's face turned from black to red within a second, and he began to steam.

The ghost cultivator who was walking in front opened the door carelessly. The pleasant scene inside the room was quite different from the pleasant scene outside. There was a strong yin qi, and there seemed to be a smell of decaying corpses, probably because of the two ghosts occupying the magpie's nest inside. Stayed for a long time.

So the Palace Master frowned and stopped at the door.

Ghost Xiu didn't notice, he laughed, his eyes were cold.

"These two things are really high-quality, and their perception is quite sensitive!" They discussed without hesitation.

"It's good to be sensitive. I think it's better for us to enjoy it first. It's not the same as sending it back. It's a consumable..."

Another hesitated: "But... if the ancestor knows..."

"What are you afraid of? The ancestor's vision is high. These are two unlucky bastards left in the mortal world. Even if they have some spiritual roots, they are still mortals if they have not entered the Tao. The ancestor doesn't care."

The less courageous Guixiu trembled and said: "Then if the master of Shangfeng finds out..."

The previous ghost cultivator grinned: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell, who knows, anyway, this year is enough."

After finishing speaking, he walked up to Fu Yuanzhi and the others, with hooks in his eyes shining brightly, specially hooking the palace lord's neckline and waistline. Fu Yuanzhi was completely dumbfounded, not because of jealousy or anger, but because he was in a daze. Now his mind is full of--

——I actually tolerated such an extremely vulgar person, polluting the air around Master?

The ghost cultivators seemed to reach an agreement quickly, and said with a smile: "That's right, anyway, it's just two mortals. Don't mortals say that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, who would know what we are doing hahaha!"

Fu Yuanzhi nodded and said with a smile, "How come no one knows?"

Ghost Xiu was stunned, and it seemed that it took two seconds to realize that it was Fu Yuanzhi who spoke, so his face was full of disbelief.

So Fu Yuanzhi pointed at himself, pointed at them, and said: "I know, you know, the world knows, isn't it enough?"

Calm, calm, half a step forward, but imposing.

The ghost cultivators were shocked, and subconsciously took two steps back like ordinary people. For some reason, the smiling young man in front of them didn't move at all, and the same voice came from behind them:

"Or add another one, conscience knows."

When the ghost cultivators were stunned, Fu Yuanzhi behind them suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed the back of the necks of the two ghost cultivators from left to right, pulled them hard, and tore them off the possessed mortals, throwing them away. to the ground.

"Oh, Gui Wuxin, I really don't know."

As Fu Yuanzhi said, he used his spiritual power to catch the two fallen mortals. The two mortals' complexions were livid, their flesh was withered, their air flowed less, and their yang energy was exhausted. Immortal spirit power is injected, but in that case, everyone bears the destiny, and the cause and effect are too heavy, and these two mortals are so easily caught, I am afraid that there are some shady behaviors in the first place, so it may be better to go to reincarnation as soon as possible.

So with some regret, he laid the two mortals flat on the ground, and tidied up their messy clothes as a condolence.

"you you you……"

Ghost Xiu panicked. There was a young man standing in front of them, and another one behind them, who was laughing jokingly, squatted beside their faces. , that would be hopelessly stupid.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want among mortals if you have a little ability?"

Fu Yuanzhi patted Guixiu's pale grimace cordially and friendlyly, then poked another lip that was blue with fright, and asked politely and politely, "Then can I do whatever I want now, for example... Listen Have you never heard of the popular ghost stories among mortals, which tells about a kind of fried ghost?"

Rubbing his fingers, his tone was full of inquiry and thinking, and he continued: "As a Taoist family, I'm curious whether there is any reliable basis for those folk legends in the mortal world. Ghosts, can they really be bombed? I heard that they can also be bombed." It's burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, with a golden color."

The two ghost cultivators took a deep breath - they were so frightened that they forgot that they didn't need to breathe air.

"This—" Ghost Xiu struggled to raise his head, and stammered.

When he looked up, a pair of black eyes came into view. The corners of the young man's curved eyes were full of smiles, only the pupils were bottomless. When Guixiu looked up, he felt that there was a deep abyss in the depths of those eyes. The huge mouth was cracked and twisted, and countless struggling and twisted monsters stretched out their white hand bones, and their empty eye sockets were filled with blood, trying to make all living beings like them die in the cave of ten thousand demons.

"Ah ah ah ah ah----"

With a scream, the ghost repaired suddenly turned into a puff of smoke.

Palace Master: "..."

Fu Yuanzhi raised his hand: "Master, I didn't do it on purpose!"

Putting away the illusion, the well-behaved Fu Yuanzhi retreated to the side of the Palace Master, pointed to the group of trembling ghosts left on the ground, and explained: "That...is him, his mind is too fragile, the disciple didn't do anything, He's gone out of his wits!"

The palace master patted the apprentice's head, and gently "reprimanded": "Next time, don't use the magic energy indiscriminately."

"I know I was wrong." Fu Yuanzhi held the Palace Master's arm, shaking it from side to side, with a guilty and aggrieved expression on his face.

... So in the previous life, the school was run, so what are you doing so coldly, is it because you haven't met such an obedient and sensible student?

The palace lord flipped his wrist and grabbed Fu Yuanzhi's hand in turn, poking his fingertips through the cuff to touch his pulse gate. Fu Yuanzhi let the palace lord pinch the gate of life in a daze, feeling his own pulse twitch. With a jump, each protrusion hit the master's soft and warm fingertips, and then... his face began to squeak and smoke again.

...I really hope to be held by Master all the time...

The palace lord carefully checked the disciple's meridians, and felt that the demonic energy contained by the clear spiritual power was quietly dormant, not chaotic, but still stable and orderly, so she was a little relieved—although as a modern "time traveler", with an open mind, But after all, when people describe obsession, they usually describe it as obsession, which is not a good word, so the palace master doesn't mind that the disciple is a demon, but he is worried that the magic energy will damage the body of the Taoist.

Looking at it now, it seems that he is still strong and strong, and he has already begun to fumble to control the magic energy by himself.

Great!

It's just that the palace lord himself is a little ashamed. As a master, he doesn't seem to have done anything useful for his disciples. Before, he even made people plot against his disciples frequently.

Therefore, he couldn't help saying: "In the future, I will definitely not let anyone or anything plot against you again."

Fu Yuanzhi's heart trembled, and a thick sourness accumulated in his nasal cavity. If there was not a ghost cultivator kneeling on the ground, he might not be able to restrain himself from rushing up to hug his master.

He thought to himself: Me too, Master, I will never allow such a thing to happen again in the future.

The ghost cultivator who was a little stronger psychologically knelt on the ground trembling, kowtowed, Fu Yuanzhi's face was dark, and he sincerely felt that the noise this guy made was really inappropriate.

The ghost cultivator shouted: "Forgive me, my lord, forgive me!"

Fu Yuanzhi glanced at the palace master inquiringly, and got a bold look, so he turned around, looked at the ghost cultivator with a sneer, and said: "You two little devils, you are also unlucky, after all, you bumped into it yourself. Come up, then don’t blame me—”

The ghost cultivator was particularly cooperative, probably because he had died once, and he cherished his life even more. He was so frightened that he made a decisive decision when he had his companion around him, and he yelled: "My lord bypasses the little one, and the little one is willing to be your ghost servant! The little one really doesn't know." The two of you are Lord Mozun who came to attend the ceremony, otherwise I would not have dared to miss you two if I had 1 courage!"

Ugh?

Fu Yuanzhi was overjoyed - he thought it was a small group of unscrupulous elements causing trouble, but in the end, he got a big harvest!

However, his face remained calm, and he continued to sneer arrogantly—a bit imitating Xiaoyu Jingzhu's style. This momentum can scare ghosts, and most devils will act willfully, so deliberately arrogant, combined with some illusions, here In Guixiu's eyes, Fu Yuanzhi is like a demon young master in fresh clothes and angry horse who has just entered the world.

"Hmph. It's a bit late now." Fu Yuanzhi hugged his shoulders and raised the corners of his mouth, "How dare you be so presumptuous in front of my palace lord!"

Huh?

The palace lord thought about the choice of words... My palace lord... sounds a bit subtle?But it seems right.

Ghost Xiu was also stunned, and repeated: "Palace Master?"

He quickly glanced at the Palace Mistress who was standing beside him silently, as if he had thought of something terrible, he immediately lay down on the ground and shouted: "You little bastard, you don't even recognize Guanghe Palace Mistress Xie Ranzun!"

That... Mofo Xie Ran?

Bah, Fu Yuanzhi's face turned dark again, but after thinking about it, among the several great magic sects, the name belongs to a certain palace, indeed, only Guanghe palace.

According to the records of the Fu family, Mofo Xie Ran is not a serious and good monk. He has a handsome appearance and a body of self-cultivation. He is promiscuous everywhere. I don't know what tricks that guy used, many Taoist disciples were actually confused, crying and shouting that they really love Xie Ran.

Comparing that kind of thing with my master?

Fu Yuanzhi was about to explode with anger, but after thinking about it, this was a good way to cover up his identity.

Be patient first, have business, and don't eat indiscriminately in front of the master.

Guixiu was still flattering Mou Zujin: "His Majesty Xie is in great spirits. Although I have heard that Venerable Xuelian Xie Ran is very personable, and his elegance is not inferior to that of the self-proclaimed transcendent Shangxian from the Taoist sect, but it is because the invitation was sent a few days ago. Going to Guanghe Palace, you haven't replied for a long time, I thought you wouldn't come..."

Mo Buddha Xie Ran, the palace lord has seen that ostentatious red-clothed demon disciple before, unlike the little apprentice who is exploding in anger, the palace lord feels that the demon cultivator is more magnanimous than many self-proclaimed orthodox Taoist monks.

The palace lord waved his hand, and the yin in the room dissipated a bit, he walked to the table, Fu Yuanzhi ran over in a hurry, wiped the chair carefully, and respectfully asked him to sit down.

This child... The palace lord smiled and let him go.

Guixiu is still rambling: "The ancestor Guiyuan has been in seclusion for many years, but everyone in the door knows that the ancestor has been paying attention to the influential figures in the ten continents and three islands for a long time. Among them, you, Mr. Xie Zun, are the most admired by our ancestors. Looking forward to seeing you in person!"

Returning to Yuan Patriarch, I don't know him.The palace lord thought about it and nodded: "I have been friends with the ancestor for a long time, so how could I miss such an opportunity."

"That's right, that's right, what Your Majesty said," Ghost Xiu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Fu Yuanzhi didn't make a move, "Their Taoist sect's ten-thousand-year grand meeting will be chaotic without attacking, one will ebb and flow, and this time it's our turn gone."

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