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

Gentle orange light leaked from the hall, reflecting a gentle light on half of Feng Changan's face. He peeped into the hall with eyes like torches, and because of excessive nervousness, he pursed his thin lips tightly, with a serious expression on his face.

In the hall, the young man sat upright, polished the ink, spread out the text, and picked up the pen to correct the file.

It was too far away, and I didn't see what was written on it.

Feng Chang'an hesitated for a moment, finished the draft, and walked forward miserably.

"Master."

The aggrieved voice made Yun Xu's hand that corrected the dossier stop, he frowned, and looked at Feng Chang'an with some inexplicable eyes.

The handsome young man's face was full of grievances, the corners of his eyes were red, he bit his lip, and secretly looked at him.

"What's the matter?" Yun Xu put down her pen, her heart softened, she was about to raise her hand to rub the opponent's head, but she paused, bent her head reservedly, and put away the file.

Feng Changan watched from the side, not sure if it was an illusion, he felt that the other hand was trying to rub his head.

"Master, what you said before, since you are worshiped as a teacher, no matter what, the teacher will protect you well. Do you still count?"

Yun Xu: "No matter what time it is, it counts. However, my teacher also said that protecting Zhouquan is comprehensive, and punishment is punishment. If you make a big mistake, you will not miss the punishment."

"Master, this disciple didn't make a big mistake. I know I'm stupid, so I don't dare to trouble Master."

"As a teacher, I naturally believe in you." Yun Xu asked him to calm down with a gentle face, "So..."

After a pause, he changed the subject and asked knowingly, "Is this experience going well?"

Yun Xu's tone was so gentle that Feng Chang'an was very uncomfortable. He looked at Yun Xu in shock, and all the grievances that had been brewing before were frightened away.

"It's not going well." Feng Chang'an made a long story short, simply cut out the collapse of the secret realm and other things, and after talking part, he finally asked tentatively, "Master, do you know Yun Chang?"

Yun Xu replied in a good manner: "Yun Chang? The closed disciples of the Mushan Patriarch rarely appear, and they don't know each other."

Feng Chang'an saw that his expression was serious and didn't look like a fake, because of his status as a master, it was difficult to question him, so he had to give up and planned to catch Yun Chang to ask tomorrow.The two must be related, either father and son or son and father.

Curiosity was temporarily suppressed, Feng Changan was thinking about blackmail, he squeezed out two crocodile tears, and returned to the subject, "Master, I have no father or mother since I was a child, thanks to Master's teaching, I have achieved what I am today.

It is said that one day is a teacher and a lifelong father, and the disciples really feel the father's love!Master, I am honored by my disciples. "

Feng Chang'an stood up from the collapse, and bowed respectfully to Chao Yunxu.

Yun Xu: "..."

With a light cough, Yun Xu tried hard to put on the airs of the master, but since he found out that the other party was the master, he couldn't stand it anymore.Pursing her lips, she said with a straight face, "Don't make trouble." The word "Don't make trouble" is full of pampering.

Feng Changan's reflex arc was too long, and he didn't hear the meaning of pampering.

"Master, disciple...disciple..." Feng Changan put the Qiankun bag on the table in embarrassment.

"The disciple originally wanted to bring a valuable gift to the master, but unfortunately he has no money on him, so he can't buy anything good. The master has a look at this, is it what he wants? Although it is not very precious, it is something the disciple can show The best stuff."

Although he talked about gifts verbally, Feng Changan actually didn't prepare any gifts at all. What he said was that I was very poor, very poor, super invincible poor.

He bought Bo father and son on purpose before, and now he bought Bo I have no money but full of filial piety, so I don't believe that Yun Xu doesn't feel bad.

The abacus on Feng Chang'an's end was rattling, and Yun Xu could see what Feng Chang'an was thinking on his end.

This master is really too bad!

Yun Xu, who never knew that the master would buy it badly, was stunned for a long time before opening the Qiankun bag, looking at the scroll of handwritten Zongrui inside the Qiankun bag, hesitatingly said, "It's very good, I like it very much, Master. ... Well, for the sake of your sincerity, I have something to give you as a teacher."

Feng Changan's eyes lit up.

The next moment, a pile of theoretical knowledge books on cultivating immortals appeared on the desk, from basic to introductory to intermediate and finally to advanced. There were five neat stacks, and two jade slips were also attached as annotations.

Feng Chang'an's face instantly pulled down, his whole body was not well.

"Do you like this gift?" Yun Xu squinted her eyes, resting her chin with one hand, her thick eyelashes like a small fan cast a shadow on his fair face.

"Really...really..." Feng Changan struggled to utter the last two words, "I like it."

The corners of Yun Xu's mouth restrained and raised slightly, usually there are always many books in the master's room, not only asked him to write them, but also burned them himself, all along, he dare not forget the teachings of the master, he has read them all, I hope not Let Master down.

Yun Xu lowered her eyelids to cover up the flashing dark light in her eyes.

Master will definitely not be disappointed.

Feng Chang'an lost his wife and brought back a pile of books. His resentment was so deep that it almost didn't turn into substance.

Opening a book casually, Feng Changan found that it was densely packed with annotations, the handwriting was correct, and it was written in Xiaozhuan.

Feng Chang'an didn't pay much attention to these annotations at first, but when he saw a paragraph of annotations in it, he immediately frowned.

Wrong, this paragraph should not mean that.

Thinking about making a mistake, Feng Changan picked up a pen to revise it. After revising, he flipped through several other books and found some mistakes in details.

Feng Changan didn't sit still, and immediately made a list of his mistakes, as if he had a hole in his head, and went to trouble Yunxu with a cold face.

Walking to the door of the hall, the aggressive Feng Changan was about to push the door, but his hand suddenly stopped.No, he is now Feng Wuzhi, Yunxu's apprentice...

As soon as he left, the door of the temple opened automatically. Yun Xu walked to the side of the dark ditch and picked up the list paper.

Unfold the crumpled paper, and you can see the neat handwriting on it. All the wrong parts of the annotations have been excerpted, circled with red ink, and the correct annotations are neatly written on the tail, accompanied by explanations and related materials. .

Yun Xu bent her eyes, carefully folded the paper, turned around and went back to the hall, put it into the wooden box with ease, picked up Lang Hao and continued to correct the file.

Visible to the naked eye, there are hundreds of folded and folded papers in the wooden box.

"How's the matter going?" A moment later, a phantom appeared in the hall.

Yun Xu put down his wolf hair, got up and saluted, and said: "Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara has been subdued and handed over to the suzerain, but its evil spirit is too strong, and it will not be refined for a while. In addition, all the souls that have been strengthened by the thousand-handed Avalokitesvara have lost their minds, and The suzerain discussed it and decided to transfer it to Tianxuan. What do you think of the ancestor?"

Patriarch Mushan: "Tianxuan focuses on the cultivation of spiritual consciousness, and has a very good relationship with the underworld. It would be best to be with them." After saying this, there was a long silence, and the phantom stood in the hall like a nail.

Yun Xu stood up straight, puzzled and said, "Old Ancestor, is there anything else?"

"The matter of your disciple..." The moment Patriarch Mushan heard Nanze say that Avalokitesvara had been subdued, he knew that Yun Xu had obtained the crystal nucleus of Avalokitesvara.

According to his plan, the next step is to use the crystal nucleus to obtain the Qingming sword.

In fact, when Yun Xu agreed to go to subdue Avalokitesvara, Patriarch Mushan knew his purpose. Now that he got the crystal core, the chance of persuading the other party to give up is not high.

Even so, Patriarch Mushan couldn't help but say a few more words, he frowned and said, "We should carefully consider the matter of taking the Qingming sword, since the Qingming sword has recognized him, taking the sword rashly will result in death or injury ..."

Yun Xu patiently listened to Mu Shan's ancestor's persuasion, then pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, ancestor, this disciple will not take a sword."

Patriarch Mu Shan frowned even tighter: "Can't take a sword?"

"will not."

Although I don't know why I didn't take it again, but it's a good thing, Mushan Patriarch said: "Wait a little longer, you can't rush to take the sword, there are thousands of spells in the world, maybe there is a better way to take the sword."

Yun Xu: "I won't take a sword in the future."

Sending away the bewildered Patriarch Mu Shan, Yun Xu sat back down, picked up the wolf hair and continued to correct the file. The warm orange light fell on him, reflecting the uncontrollable smile of the young man's mouth.

Take the sword?

He dared not take the sword.

On the second day, Feng Chang'an greeted Yunxu good morning in a sleepy way, and after finishing the invitation, he was about to head to Baihe Academy with his books in his arms.

He hadn't attended class for more than two years, and he almost forgot the feeling of class.

"What are you going to do?" Yun Xu saw the book in his hand.

Feng Chang'an's eyes were covered with water mist, and he said in a daze, "Let's go to class." I was talking about the school with Jiang Yu yesterday, only to find out that today is Tianxuan's class day.

Every two years, Tianxuan would specially send someone to teach, because the cultivation of spiritual consciousness is the shortcoming of most monks in the world of immortality, and there must be a huge crowd of people when teaching.

Thinking that the person Tianxuan sent to teach might be an old friend, Feng Changan woke up early, and wanted to grab the front row seat before dawn.

"Go." Yun Xu stretched out his hand and hung something on Feng Changan's waist. Feng Changan was in a daze, his eyes were too sleepy to open, and he couldn't see clearly what the other party was hanging on.

When he came to the teaching site, he was disappointed that the person who came to teach was not an old friend, but a disciple of the younger generation.

Being neither an old friend, Feng Chang'an didn't even bother to listen, so he turned around and left.

Seeing him leave, several people looked at each other, got up and followed Feng Changan.

At this time, the sky is bright, and there are long lights on both sides of the road. The lights fall softly on the cobblestone ground, which looks very gentle.

A section of the road bypassing the Changming Lantern was about to go up the mountain when Feng Changan was stopped by a group of people.

The leader was a young man wearing inner door costumes, with silver wristbands, arms folded, looking up and down Feng Chang'an contemptuously.

"Yo, Senior Brother Wuzhi, I finally met a lecture, why did you leave?"

Feng Chang'an recognized the person in front of him. This person was called Gu Chenxi, and he was on good terms with Ye Hua. He must be instigated by Ye Hua to appear here now.

Ye Hua made a three-year agreement with him, and there is still one month before the final battle of life and death, needless to say, I also know the purpose of Ye Hua instructing Gu Chenxi to stop him - to remind the three-year agreement has come.

He just looked at what Yun Xu gave him, it was a spirit stone, with which he could refine the God's Art Stone and repair the Qingming Sword.

Mindful of the repair work of the Qingming Sword, Feng Changan was not in the mood to deal with this person, so he was about to go to the tempering place by bypassing him.

"Bang!" Gu Chenxi pulled out the sword, pressed it back hard, and stood in front of Feng Chang'an with a half-smile and said, "Brother Wu Zhi, I asked you something, didn't you go out for a while, are you dumb?"

As soon as this remark came out, several disciples behind Gu Chenxi leaned forward and backward with laughter, and they all laughed wildly while covering their stomachs, tears came out of their laughter.

Although Feng Wuzhi is a direct disciple, no one knows that he has dual spiritual roots, occupying the position of direct disciple, but his cultivation is like a tortoise, with little progress.

On the other hand, Ye Hua, although he is an inner disciple, has solid basic skills. He grew up in the medicine bath and has a strong physique. He is not the strongest in his class, but he is also a first-class talent.

In such a comparison, Feng Chang'an is much worse than Ye Hua, which really makes people look down on him.

Feng Chang'an listened to the ridicule in his ear, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Qingke is actually a deaf man. I am a fellow apprentice for more than ten years, but I haven't realized that I am not dumb."

Gu Chenxi, Taoist name Qingke.

Gu Chenxi's face darkened, why didn't he realize that Feng Changan's mouth could speak like this before.

When the others heard Feng Changan's answer, they stopped laughing. If they continued to laugh, they would be admitting that they were deaf.