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Fang Shiyi didn't find anything wrong with his junior brother besides being extra cute and smart.

It's just that the mark on his forehead looks like blood, and seeing the evil nature seep into people, Fang Shiyi can only use a trick to erase the mark.

After raising the junior for a few months, the senior brother was successfully promoted to "Brother Xuan's Crazy Devil". He occasionally went out to wander around with a little tail behind him. Junior brother."

Meng Ming smiled in cooperation.

Everyone praised together: "It's so beautiful!"

For a moment the air was filled with joy.

Holding the book in his hands, Xiao Minghe stood far away, watching with cold eyes.

Qi Chu stood shoulder to shoulder with him holding the sword, watching with a smile, glanced at Xiao Minghe inadvertently, and saw the words on his lips: idiot.

Cough, I still don't say it.

The rare harmonious atmosphere of Lanyueju cannot be destroyed.

Wen Xiuyue's acceptance of young disciples is of course not a trivial matter, most of them are curious, but whenever there is a morning class, a group of people will come squatting and want to see Meng Mingchao.There are all sorts of strange ways of peeking, those who performed puppet techniques, those who transformed themselves, those who hung upside down with golden hooks, those who possessed souls...all were caught by Fang Suiyi and rubbed on the ground.

The years of practice are boring. Whether it is practicing swords, refining alchemy or drawing talismans, most of the time is extremely torturous. Sword practice requires every move and style to be honed, and other skills have their own dangers. He was in the middle of the formation, and even the Qi Dan Fu exploded together, and he had to chase the paper with his injured arm in the middle of the night.

It can be seen that whether it is a scholar who has studied sage books for ten years, or a monk who is dedicated to becoming a fairy and enlightening the Tao, they cannot escape the "making a fuss".

So Fang Shiyi is very good at making fun of himself.

Unfortunately, Meng Mingchao became one of his joys.

The demons can't interfere with Shanhaimen, Fang Suyi is happy again, the seasons change slowly in the mountains, and it's still full of spring after June, Meng Mingchao's growth is also slow, Fang Suyi eats salty radishes and worry about him, always worried that he will not grow tall, go After thousands of choices were made in the back mountain, a sapling equal to Meng Mingchao was dug up and planted in the courtyard.

"Let's see which of you grows faster." Fang Shiyi said with a smile, "Xiao Mingchao, work harder, you will not reach my waist when you are eight years old, and if you are short in the future, no matter how beautiful you are, you will never find your way." Mate, if you are a girl, your Taoist name must be 'Shanhai Child Elder'."

Meng Mingchao: "..."

Meng Mingchao glanced at the tree, was a bit speechless, nodded with a calm face, holding his precious little wooden sword, followed Fang Suiyi to go out to practice swords, and patted the fragile little sapling tenderly before going out to practice swords. waist.

The small tree trunk trembled for no reason, and the leaves fell all over the ground.

Qi Chugang swept the yard and was very dissatisfied.

I don’t know if this slap scared the young sapling. Two months later, Fang Shiyi thought of this, slipped Meng Mingchao over and compared it with the sapling. He was surprised to find that the tree was so unmotivated. , to die, jumped less than an inch in two months, and was overtaken by Meng Mingchao.

He looked back at the blooming flower tree on the other side of the yard that covered the sky and the sun, and felt very uncomfortable.

I want to stick the root of this unlucky tree again.

The flower tree trembled with the saplings: "..."

A few days before going to Lingshou Mountain, Fang Suyi, who was busy practicing swords and playing with his younger brother every day, was summoned to Mingshao Peak by the Fourth Master Uncle.

Back then when Wen Xiuyue carried Fang Shiyi back to Shanhaimen, something went wrong. I don't know which enemy family heard about this and learned some messy secrets, so they resorted to tricks, taking advantage of Wen Xiuyue's unpreparedness, and intercepted him. Fang picked up the relics and viciously threw him into the Eastern Sea of ​​Bitterness.

It is a gray sea, boundless, no one knows the end, and no one has ever crossed it.

On the shore of the Bitter Sea stands a huge stone tablet that has experienced vicissitudes of life, and the words "turn back and go to shore" have been mottled and blurred.It proves that turning back is the shore, that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and those who fell into the sea of ​​suffering have never emerged again.

Legend has it that there is a big monster sleeping under the sea of ​​bitterness, and those who fall into the sea of ​​bitterness are either swallowed by the sea of ​​bitterness, or chewed by the big monster as snacks.

But Fang Shiyi came out alive.

This is also the reason why he was stalked by the unlucky "Cultivation Tabloid" and made a big fuss. The whole world of Cultivation of Immortals felt that he was not an ordinary person.

Although he was fished out of the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness alive, ordinary people cannot enter the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness. No matter how hard Fang Suyi can endure in the future, he was a half-grown kid at that time. He was seriously ill and dying. Wen Xiuyue carried him back to Shanhaimen After that, he was handed over to Weng Cheng to take care of him.

Wen Xiuyue is usually calm, gentle, and gentle, probably because he behaved too approachable, making the group of lifeless things forget that he is a cold-blooded sword fairy who makes even the vicious demons fear.

Similar to how the human race coaxed their children, "If you make any more noise, the big monster will eat you", what the demons coaxed their children would say "Wen Xiuyue will eat you if you make any more noise".

After handing Fang Shiyi to his junior sister, Wen Xiuyue turned back, dug three feet into the ground, and arrested all the people with forceful means. The 36 interceptors all died under the sword.

Since those 36 people were able to stop Wen Xiuyue, they are naturally not ordinary people, they are all famous and powerful people.After this incident, the bloody smell seemed to waft out along the jade slips, and the Central Continent cultivator kept silent. Whether it was the scattered demons or heretics, or the righteous ones who were just about to do something big, they were all safe and honest. for a long time.

Wengcheng took care of Fang Suyi meticulously. Fang Suyi grew up under her nose, and he was no different from her son.

Mingshao Peak is full of female disciples, and it is here that Fang Suyi learned the hundred methods of binding hair.When we walked to Mingshao Peak, it had just started to drizzle, and the layers of mountains and waters in the distance were dyed clearly, like a beauty who took off her veil, revealing her black eyebrows.He led Meng Mingchao up the stairs, admiring the beautiful scenery in the distance and the little beauties nearby, wondering if he should find a girl who was about the same age as Meng Mingchao and be his friend.

Lanyueju is full of young men who have grown up, because of Wen Xiuyue, no one else dares to come casually, Meng Mingchao is too obedient, he doesn't like to flirt around like him to spread his virtues, so he can't make many friends.

A child of this age should have a childhood sweetheart or something, right?Otherwise, what a pity.

You can't be deliberate in making friends, Fang picked up things and thought about it, and when he went up to Mingshao Peak, he pretended to be nonchalant and pushed the child into the group of girls over there: "Senior brother has business, you go out to play with them first, and then come back to play with them." I will lead you to sword practice."

Meng Ming subconsciously hugged his arm, and raised his face pitifully.

Fang Shiyi patted his head amusedly: "How can you be more delicate and clingy than a girl, just for a while."

Surrounded by strangers, this place is not as secluded as Lanyue Peak, Meng Mingchao pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously.

Just as they were stalemate, a gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Eldest senior brother?"

Fang Shiyi turned around when he heard the sound, and Meng Mingchao raised his head.The one who made the sound was a young girl in white clothes and green gauze, walking gracefully, like a lotus just picked in the pond, still stained with dew, she can't be called a beautiful beauty, but it makes people's eyes shine, the more It's more enjoyable to watch.

Fang Shi's incongruous expression was put away, and he usually stood upright, but now he straightened his back: "Junior Sister Xue, long time no see."

The girl Yingying smiled at him, her eyes fell on Meng Mingchao, her eyes lit up, she bent down to look at Meng Mingchao, there seemed to be stars in her eyes: "Is this Junior Brother Meng? So beautiful."

"It's just a disobedient brat." Fang Shiyi found his fan out of nowhere, closed it and nodded to Meng Mingchao's head, "Stop acting like a spoiled child in front of senior sister, a little man, beware of being laughed at."

Meng Mingchao was puzzled.

Why is he afraid of being laughed at by a girl he doesn't know?

"Master is waiting for Senior Brother in the hall." Junior Sister Xue obviously liked Meng Mingchao very much, she pointed at the back with a smile, "I will take care of Junior Brother Meng, so don't worry, Senior Brother."

Fang Shiyi nodded, blinked his left eye at Meng Mingchao, and turned around like the wind was blowing into the hall, not giving Meng Mingchao a chance to react.

He is familiar with every plant and tree in Mingshao Peak. He knows that Weng Chengai is sitting in the backyard making tea, and when he walks into the house, Weng Cheng has already made the tea, and the blue tea is poured into the tea bowl. .

Fang Shiyi was not too polite, and called Master Uncle with a playful smile, then sat on the futon, picked up a cup and took a sip: "It's the first batch of snow buds after the rain in Tianze Mountain, Master Uncle is a blessing."

"Little bastard." Weng Cheng scolded with a smile, and after scolding, he twisted his teacup, thinking about something.

Fang Shiyi didn't like dawdling and hesitating, so he blinked his eyes: "Master, is there something you want to tell me, and you are concerned that I'm still a child? Have you ever seen a child as big as me?"

Xian Xianyu pointed over, almost poking a hole in his forehead: "It's about Lushui Town."

Fang Shiyi guessed something from her expression: "Have you caught the person behind it yet?"

"Actually, those people have been around a few years ago." Weng Cheng took a sip of tea, with a handsome profile, but a little haggard, "But they are used to taking advantage of ordinary people, hiding in the bustling world, even your master, It is also difficult to catch them. This time they showed their presence in Lushui Town, and your third uncle and the elders of the other four factions tracked them down and found more than one den of them."

Fang Shiyi listened attentively, and conveniently added spirit to the small furnace on the table.

Weng Cheng thought about it for a while: "Yesterday they tracked it to the vicinity of the northern border and found..."

Fang Shiyi's eyes sparkled.

"...I didn't want to tell you, but your master said, it's time to let you know something." Weng Cheng sighed, stroking the rim of the teacup unconsciously with his slender fingers, silent for a moment, and frowned Get up, "They found a... a bloody corpse pit for thousands of people. There are countless limbs and arms, and the bones underneath are dense, and the resentment and evil spirit are almost condensed into substance. Your third uncle set it on fire, and the screams of the resentment came out countless times. Baili, I'm afraid I have to ask the master of Jinguang Temple to go to solve it."

Weng Cheng was already very reserved, but Fang Shiyi was born with an amazing imagination. As soon as he finished speaking, he added the real scene in his mind, his face turned pale, and even the cup of fragrant tea in his hand was not so tasty tasted.

He rolled in his stomach and thought to himself: I'd better be a child.