Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

The gray and black figure dragged the sky full of stars and walked in front of the young man. The young man looked up at him. Because of the huge difference in height, the oppressive feeling ran through his body from top to bottom.

Yun Xu?

how is this possible……

Feng Changan opened his mouth, a little astringent, he managed to maintain his composure, and said pleasantly, "Master!"

Yun Xu looked down at the young man for a while, then moved his eyes to the wooden house, because there was still a lamp in the wooden house, and he could clearly see the blood on the ground.

Not a bit, but a puddle.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Feng Chang'an cooperated with his words and showed a frightened expression: "I don't know. After I parted ways with Senior Sister An Ning, I heard a scream. This is what I looked like when I followed the scream."

The figure in front of her was shaking, and Yun Xu had already entered the wooden house. After looking around the room, she knelt down and looked at the blood on the ground.

"Master, what's going on here?" Feng Changan looked around, seeing that the surrounding scenery was covered in gray and black, without saying a word, he turned around and ran towards the wooden house.

As soon as he was about to step into the wooden house, Yun Xu wrung him out of the room with his collar.

"Practicing evil skills, you should be insane." Yun Xu explained, pinched the fire formula and threw it into the wooden house, "Death is not a pity."

Feng Chang'an broke away from Yun Xu's hand, and looked back at the wooden house caught in the ocean of fire. The wooden house was so bright that it was really dazzling.

Yun Xu was not annoyed when he broke free, and walked straight forward, climbing up the stairs.

Feng Chang'an watched for a while, he had already climbed more than ten steps, hurriedly caught up, and asked curiously: "Master? How do you know that you are insane?"

"It can be seen."

Feng Changan: "..."

"But why can't I see it, and neither can others. We all see him sweeping the floor every day, and we don't see anything wrong with him."

"Because..." Yun Xu paused, he wanted to explain something, but he was concerned about the heresy in himself, so he swallowed it back.

"What are your plans for the three-year contract?"

The other party's topic was too jumpy, Feng Chang'an said aloud before he realized what he was saying, "Master, why do you know everything." Muttering to himself, Feng Chang'an said, "Without a plan, I don't even know who Ye Hua is. "

"Ye Hua, Daoist Shangke, inner sect disciple, fake alchemy mid-stage strength. One by one, you are no match."

"What about the disciple, can the battle post be returned?"

"Not now." Yun Xu cast a pitiful look at Feng Chang'an, "wait for death."

Feng Changan: "..."

"Who did you offend?" Yun Xu asked again casually, his voice was very soft, scattered in the air, a little ethereal.

"I don't know, Master is here to help disciples?" The young man's eyes sparkled, "Thank you, Master!"

"No, I'm just asking casually as a teacher."

081 answered in a very appropriate manner: "Brain tonic is a disease, and it must be cured."

The corner of Feng Chang'an's mouth twitched, he slowed down, and opened a distance of about ten meters. Yun Xu stopped and waited for him. When he dawdled and finally followed, Yun Xu said:

"Wake up at Mao tomorrow morning and practice formally. All the courses at Baihe Academy have been cancelled. For the past three years, you will follow as your teacher."

Feng Chang'an was extremely surprised, subconsciously looked at his face, the light was too dim to see his expression clearly.

"Master?"

"Huh? Is something wrong?"

Feng Changan tentatively said, "Disciple asks a question."

"ask."

"Excuse me, does Master have a companion?"

Yun Xu paused slightly, and walked up as if nothing had happened: "Why do you ask this?"

Feng Changan reached out and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "I just saw that many elders have Taoist companions, and I wonder if Master has any."

After saying this, Feng Changan held his breath, observing the other party's reaction without any trace.

There is a drizzle flying in the sky, and it has been cloudy and rainy these days. Originally, there was a little sun today, and I thought it would be sunny, but now it is cloudy again.

The drizzle hit Yunxu's face, it was icy cold, he was silent for a long time, and said, "Yes."

His tone was firm, without any hesitation.

The smile on Feng Chang'an's face was stiff, and he pretended to be pleasantly surprised: "I have never heard of it before, Master, where is my wife? I want to prepare some gifts to visit my wife!"

For the word "Master Niang", Feng Chang'an insisted on the word "Mother" to death.

He still doesn't give up, and doesn't accept that he and Yun Xu have somehow become Taoist couples.

After sleeping, wake up and talk to Master, bah!When the apprentice became a Taoist couple, no one would believe it. He only felt that there was something wrong with his ears or his head was flooded.

Yun Xu bit her lip, lowered her eyes, and just kept climbing up, without any intention of answering this question.

After climbing a few steps, he simply disappeared, leaving the cheap apprentice behind.

Feng Changan has been with him for many years, so he naturally knows some of his petty behaviors, such as fear of pain, such as being poked at a painful spot, he will play and disappear, and for example, he is afraid of drinking medicine and likes to secretly pour medicine into a flower pot and pretend to drink it.

Now that he didn't answer this question, he probably hit a sore spot.

Feng Chang'an thought that something was wrong, Yunxu changed his Taoist name in the front, and changed into a Taoist companion directly in the back.

If it is because of becoming a Taoist couple and changing the name... it seems to be reasonable.

After all, although the world of cultivating immortals does not prohibit masters and apprentices from forming Taoist couples, it does not support it, and even opposes it.

Feng Changan felt that he had discovered the truth.

But... why did you change from a master and apprentice to a Taoist companion?

Feng Chang'an thought as he climbed up, he had no cultivation base, and Yun Xu left him here again, so he had to climb up step by step by himself.

Is there something wrong?

The blank 20 years flashed by in his mind, and Feng Changan grasped the tail of time.

He slowly had an absurd idea—maybe he had been alive for the past 20 years, and it might have been during this period that he returned from the corpse, and after returning from the corpse, he completely forgot about these 20 years.

Otherwise, how can this life and death be explained?

But if he didn't die that year, then why is it rumored that he died 20 years ago, and even the tombstone was erected for him.

The more Feng Changan thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he always felt that he was in a vortex of terror, and behind the vortex was a conspiracy to eat people without spitting out their bones.

"081, let me ask you, did I really die 20 years ago? Didn't I wake up during that time?"

081 said: "Of course he died 20 years ago. In World War I, this system was blown up. Can you still be unclear?"

Feng Changan nodded, thinking for sure, but after a while, he still felt something was wrong.

What do you say about life and death?

The life-and-death agreement can only be concluded when he is alive, it is impossible for him to die and be put on the life-and-death agreement.

Feng Changan had a quick mind, he weighed life and death and the system for a long time, and the balance in his heart gradually changed.

When he was still a few steps away from the waiting hall, Feng Chang'an saw Yun Xu, who was standing in front of the hall gate, and when he saw that he had finally climbed the steps, he turned around and stepped into the hall.

This person is really awkward, since he was worried about being an apprentice, why did he lose it halfway?

Since you lost it, why bother standing here and waiting.

Feng Chang'an rolled his eyes silently, with a strange temper, betting on his own life.

Baiju is too late, five days later.

The morning light was dim, and the Taiji pile stood upright in the bamboo forest. It rained several times last night, and the surface of the Taiji pile was still a little wet this morning.

These Taiji poles were set up by Feng Changan for Yun Xu at the beginning, and Feng Shui took turns, and it was his turn.

One by one is really a sad story.

30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, it makes sense!

"Since the world of cultivating immortals existed, the heaven and the earth have been filled with all kinds of spiritual energy." Yun Xu raised his hand, and a faint red light rose from his hand.

"This is spiritual power. Reiki is initially composed of elements with different attributes, which are then combined into spiritual particles, and finally form the aura we can feel now."

Yun Xu said, "Spiritual power enters our body and is used by us, it becomes power.

And when the power accumulates to a certain level, it can overwhelm the mountains and cover the sky and the sun.What's more, she was reborn and transformed into an immortal! "

The red light in his hand was weak at first, and only rolled up a few bamboo leaves that fell from the top of his head. With his explanation, it turned into a surging force, and with him as the center, a huge green vortex rolled up.

Feng Chang'an held onto a bamboo and steadied his horse gait so as not to be caught in it.

"As you can see, the master's spiritual root is 'Fire Spiritual Root', which absorbs the spiritual power of the fire attribute and then utilizes the fire element."

As Yun Xu said, with a slight movement of his fingers, the whirlpool whirled, and the rolling bamboo leaves were instantly ignited by the fire. With the sound of crackling, it turned into a long river of fire, and directly burned a bamboo in his footsteps.

"Click one by one" sound.

"Fire can be big or small, and when I control it, it becomes a sharp weapon in my hands. But..." He paused and put away his spiritual power.

Without the support of strength, the flowing Huochang River fell instantly, smashing up the bamboo leaves all over the ground, and extinguished when it hit the ground, and the burned bamboo fell in front of Feng Changan by coincidence.

Feng Chang'an quickly took two steps back, but he still didn't dodge it. The sharp bamboo branch slashed across his face, drawing a shallow bloodstain.

Frowning, Feng Changan raised his wrist to wipe away the blood, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yue Yunxu shaking his head in disgust, "The speed is too slow."

Feng Changan was angry from the bottom of his heart, his heart was ferocious, but on the surface he said obediently: "This disciple will work hard."

"Stand still!" Yun Xu said solemnly, walking ten meters in front of him, "If there is a real duel, such a pure duel between spiritual power and spiritual power does not exist.

The monks will use suitable weapons to fight, and suitable weapons can increase their combat effectiveness.

For example, the suzerain, who majors in swords, is a swordsman, and he can sacrifice the soul of the sword when he cultivates to a certain level. The two are combined into one, and the power is huge. "

There was a rumbling wind in the forest, Yun Xu sacrificed Yaoguang, waved it casually, without any other moves, Feng Chang'an felt a strong oppression, and he almost knelt on the ground.

For a moment, the oppression eased, and the wind blew past my ears.

"I am a spiritual practitioner, which is very different from the suzerain's way.

Everyone's Dao is different because of Dao Xin. The so-called Dao Xin is the original intention of why you want to cultivate immortality. "

"Clap clap clap!"

As soon as Yun Xu's words fell, all the gravel in front of Feng Chang'an was overturned in the air, and a neat and smooth crack broke out on the ground half a meter away from him instantly, and there was still a faint flame in the crack!

"Weapons, everyone knows how to use them. The difference is that they are not easy to use. This is a weapon for teachers: Yaoguang."

A cold air climbed from his heels to his forehead, the young man took two steps back in fear, and Yun Xu took advantage of the situation to put away Yaoguang.

"The so-called spiritual practice is to use everything as a weapon to act in an eclectic manner, and there is no fixed object in the major.

There are fans, pots, pens, square seals, and whips as teachers, all kinds of strange things.

Spiritual practice is the most flourishing in the world of cultivating immortals today.

The ancestor of Mushan is Lingxiu, and his weapon is the 'Zangtian Yuhu'.Nephew An Ning is also a spiritual cultivator, and her weapon is the rare 'Flying Snow Bow' that your Fourth Senior Uncle said is rare in the world. "

Feng Chang'an asked half-understanding: "There are so many Taos, which one does Master think the disciple is suitable for?"

Yun Xu said: "There are three thousand ways in the world, each has its advantages and disadvantages. If you choose one to practice, it will reach the heavens."

Feng Chang'an cultivated the sword in his previous life and entered the Tao with the sword. Naturally, he also entered the Tao with the sword in this life.

The question I asked just now was just to pretend to be a rookie.

Now that the other party has made it so clear, he would look stupid if he continued to pretend.

Feng Changan beamed brightly and said, "Disciple understands!"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be pretending to understand, Yun Xu felt relieved, the other seniors were all excellent seedlings, but the one he accepted couldn't be explained in words.

It's not that I hate it, but sometimes I feel that I have received a piece of junk.

After five days of teaching, he successfully tasted what it means to be tired, what it means to be unable to support a dou, and what it means to be dead wood.

This feeling is really complicated.

Nodding in approval, Yunxu asked Feng Chang'an to stand on the Tai Chi pile, "I have finished teaching the basics five days ago, and from today onwards, your morning class will be to walk on the Tai Chi pile."

After Feng Chang'an stood still, he walked on the Tai Chi pile as promised, while Yun Xu stood aside, broke a bamboo branch, and urged him to hurry up and hurry up while explaining.

He stepped on the ground and fell off the Tai Chi pile. Before he fell to the ground, a gentle force lifted him back onto the pile.

"Continue!" Yun Xu scolded coldly.

Feng Changan wiped off his sweat and continued jogging staggeringly. Sometimes when he ran too slowly, a bamboo branch behind him would hit his back directly.

"Don't stop! The road to immortality is cruel and ruthless. If you don't want to be a stepping stone for others, you must work harder than others!"

In the shimmering bamboo forest, the northwest wind blows up a tangy fragrance of summer flowers.

In this fragrance of flowers, every time Feng Changan stepped on the ground, he was straightened up and beaten again.

I don't know how long I have been jumping and running, but I feel uncomfortable all over, cold, hot, tired and painful, so tired that I can't even breathe, my ears are ringing, and my eyes are dim.

"Come down! Sit cross-legged, adjust your breathing, and guard your dantian!"

Hearing this sentence in a drowsy state, Feng Changan jumped down, ignoring the dampness on the ground, and sat down with weak legs.

"You want to be beaten, don't you?! Sit cross-legged, adjust your breathing, and keep your dantian!"

The green bamboo branches are flying back and forth in the air, indicating that a plate of fragrant fried pork with bamboo shoots is coming.

Feng Changan stared at the bamboo branch out of breath, wishing he could blow Yunxu's head off. The burning pain in his back made him want to kill Yunxu.

Heaven has eyes, what evil did I do!

"Three, two..." Yun Xu began to count down.

"Okay, okay!" Feng Changan's spirit was shaken, and he quickly crossed his legs, intending to guard Dan... Tian?Um?Dantian? !

He said blankly: "Master...hu...Master, where is the dantian?"

What a fool.

Yun Xu was expressionless, and a bamboo branch flew to his abdomen and poked him: "Three inches below the navel!"

Under Yun Xu's guidance, he stumbled and finally found his dantian. Feng Chang'an covered up the malice in his eyes, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his breathing.

"Hold your breath and focus on your dantian!"

Yun Xu looked cold, staring at Feng Chang'an with folded arms.

I saw his left foot propped on the bamboo, and the whole person leaned against the bamboo behind him and stood up straight, like a long sword drawn from its sheath, absolutely sharp and stunning.

Feng Chang'an's heart sank, and there was a faint fever in three inches.

It seemed that she had found a way, Yun Xu moved her fingers slightly, and the bamboo branch retracted.

He raised his breath and jumped onto the bamboo, touched the bamboo branch with his feet, and jumped up to the top of the hall.

Standing on the top of the temple, at the highest point, you can have a panoramic view of all the scenes.

Yun Xu threw out the Yaoguang, and slashed at the dark green mountain from a distance, splitting horizontally and bending vertically, jumping up and down lightly, the whole set of whips flowed like clouds and water, as light as a feather.

When Nanze came, Yunxu was lying on his back on the tile back to watch the sunrise.

The purple air is coming from the east, the sky is full of rays of light, and a round of red sun faintly rises between the high mountains.

Nan Ze went up to the top of the hall, sat with Yun Xu for a while, took out two jugs from his sleeves, threw one jug of wine to Yun Xu, and kept the other jug ​​for himself.

"Gu Qing is here, he wants to see you." Nan Ze said.

Yun Xu unscrewed the jug and took a sip of strong wine. The smell of the best-loved wine was extremely spicy, which made him frowned tightly, and clicked his tongue: "The lingering ghost is really annoying."

After all, he jumped up, "Elder brother, where is he now?"

"Shuixie Pavilion."

Shuixiexuan is located in the southeast of Qing Yunzong. The scenery along the way is beautiful, with flowers and trees supporting Susu.

Inside the Waterside Pavilion, Gu Qing insisted on filling a white jade pot with high-quality rain and sweet tea, the tea was fragrant and fragrant.

There was a little mist coming from the trickling tea, and he added tea to the eight white jade cups surrounded by each other, without spilling a single drop.

He is waiting.

However, this person may not come.

"Senior Lanyu is very elegant." A voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile came from outside the Shuixie Pavilion, Gu Qing stopped pouring tea, and gently put down the white jade teapot.

coming.

Yun Xu walked into Shuixiexuan, sat across from Gu Qing, and looked at Gu Qing.

I haven't seen him for five years, and this person hasn't changed at all. As usual, his hair is tied up and he's wearing black clothes.

Gu Qing's appearance is naturally not as outstanding as Yun Xu's, but his eyebrows are low, his eye sockets are pressed down, and his beautiful golden pupils make him look very upright.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, don't come here without any problems. Now that your cultivation base is higher than mine, I can't stand your voice like Senior Lanyu." Gu Qing handed over a cup of tea, "I didn't come here for anything else today, just I want to pay homage to your master."

As we all know, Elder Konghuai came from the Qingyun Sect. Naturally, his tablet is also in the Qingyun Sect and other halls. Although there are tombstones in other places, they are not real clothes tombs after all.

The teacup had already landed in front of Yun Xu's eyes. Yun Xu took the tea and put it on the table, "Didn't I say it earlier, my master died in the first line of heaven, and the senior should go to the first line of genius if he wants to pay homage."

"You went to Xuanwuzhou back then, if I hadn't guessed, you have already taken back your master's bones, right?" Gu Qingke said politely, "I just worshiped and didn't do anything, why did you treat me so badly?" Views?"

"You're not qualified." Yun Xu didn't want to talk to him, and got up to leave.

"I'm not qualified, but you are?" Gu Qing turned the wheelchair under him, took two steps back, and sighed, "I know you still hate me for what happened back then, but it's your fault, yes You deceived the teacher first, and then shirked it on me. If Kong Huai didn't find out, you want to evade responsibility, don't you?

Kong Huai is my best friend, he misunderstood that I was with him, and to protect his reputation, it's okay to be a Taoist partner.

Later, Kong Huai found out the truth and canceled it, and I didn't think it was a problem, as long as he was happy.

It's just you, you made a mistake, and you didn't admit it was your fault from the beginning to the end. It's hard to admit it? "

Yun Xu picked up the teacup, and threw the teacup and water at Gu Qing blankly.

Gu Qing turned the wheelchair and sideways to avoid it, his eyebrows were a little annoyed: "Yun Zigui, you are going too far."

The teacup was not broken when it fell on the ground, only the tea flowed all over the floor.

Yun Xu sneered: "Whether it is my fault or not, you know best in your heart, you better not be caught by me, otherwise I will kill you."

"Okay, okay, it's my fault if you say it's my fault." Gu Qing said angrily, "I won't argue with you anymore, the pure will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid!"

"You are really the lotus in the pond." Yun Xu left such a sentence, whether it was a curse or a compliment, and turned to leave.

"Young Master." A few armored guards in blue jumped out of the pond full of lotus flowers, and said angrily, "He is too arrogant!"

"It's natural to have strength." Gu Qing slowly turned the wheelchair, hammering his leg with one hand.

"Young master, your poison has flared up again?"

Gu Qing turned the wheelchair by himself and slowly walked out of the Shuixie Pavilion, saying: "It's okay, since you can't pay homage to your friends, it's meaningless to stay here."

As soon as he came out of Shuixie Pavilion, a person came to meet him, it was Li Zhishou.

"Fellow Taoist Lanyu." Li Zhishou saluted, "Long time no see, how are you doing?"

Gu Qing said with a smile: "Elder Fang is really humorous, do you think I look good?"

"It seems that the situation is indeed not good." Li Zhishou smirked, put his finger on his arm and tapped twice.

Gu Qing noticed this, waved away a few attendants, and said, "What kind of private matter does the elder want to talk to me about?"

"I just want to confirm that the plan really failed? There is no turning around at all?"

"Let you down, the whole army was wiped out."

Summer goes to winter, flowers fly into dreams, and it has been two years in the blink of an eye.

In July, the scorching sun shines in the sky, making people want to soak in cold water and never go out again.

"Why don't you come here? It's so hot! It's so hot!" Jiang Yu stood under the shade of a tree with a lotus leaf on her head and kept wiping her sweat. She had just wiped for a while, and the sweat was hanging densely on her cheeks.

"Call, call! Call me a ghost!" Cicada in the mountain yelled non-stop, and the irritable Jiang Yu yelled, and after a while, he finally saw the man climbing the mountain with a heavy weight on his back at the end of the steps.

The man was probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was sweating profusely.

Because of the years of tempering, his cheeks are slightly thinner, and his eyes are full of indifference, because he has a handsome appearance, this indifference will not make him difficult to get along with, but will only add a touch of elegance to him.

He quickly came to Jiang Yu with a half-person-high pendant on his back, put down the pendant and said, "Senior Sister An Ning, good afternoon."

"Not good, not good at all, I'm so hot!" Jiang Yu grabbed Feng Chang'an and dragged him up the mountain, "You promised to accompany me to find Luoshenhua, hurry up!

"Let me rest for a while, I'm so tired." Feng Changan shook his head, propped his knees with his hands, and felt his blood churning.

"Okay, just for a while." Jiang Yu begrudgingly.

What will happen in a while, it will take half an hour!

Feng Chang'an coughed up blood, and said with difficulty: "Senior Sister An Ning, I'm dying, I'm afraid I'm going to die."

Jiang Yu nervously helped him to the shade of the tree: "Why did you vomit blood again?! It's all because Elder Zifu is not good, and his cultivation is not such a cultivation method. He tortures you every day. Is he a pervert?"

Feng Chang'an nodded straightly, and coughed up blood again: "Senior Sister An Ning, I have a last word..."

Jiang Yu sniffed, and took out the pill from his sleeve: "Don't talk, open your mouth."

"No, I must finish." Feng Changan frowned in pain, and spat out blood again.

Jiang Yu was terribly frightened: "Say it, say it!"

"Can I accompany you to find the roselle in half an hour?" Feng Changan observed her expression from the corner of his eye.

Ever since getting the blood pack provided by the system, Feng Chang'an has invented various postures to vomit blood, doing fancy tricks to kill him, and tried repeatedly.

"Okay, okay!" Jiang Yu cried.

"Then can I rest for half an hour now?"

"Okay!" Wait!Jiang Yu's expression froze, and he stood up, "The wind never stops! You beat me up!"

Feng Changan was pitiful, and spat blood again: "Senior Sister An Ning, I didn't dare to punish you, it's all my master's pervert..."

Halfway through speaking, my throat got stuck.

Yun Xu didn't know when she came here, with a smile on her face, she looked at Feng Chang'an and the two silently.

He was holding a sword in his hand, and the sunlight refracted on the sword, shining brightly.

Feng Chang'an: "..." I'm pretending to be dead now, is it too late?