Qingyue Temple

Fang Shanshui asked Patriarch Huang Yun for advice: "What should I do?"

Patriarch Huang Yun stroked his beard: "Little friend, take me to look around the tree god's heart. I can feel that you seem to have planted it nearby. And there is a rare house spirit in your house. They The aura of the body has already been somewhat fused, which is convenient, the house spirit can be directly transformed into your weapon spirit, making it easier for you to smelt the space magic weapon."

The house spirit poked its head out from the pillar next to it. After hearing what Huang Yun said, it also had something to say: [Yes, little master, I feel that I seem to be growing very fast recently, and I seem to have a feeling that I am about to grow arms and legs. , even I can always sense where you and the old master are. If you go out for a long time next time, I feel that I can stand up and find you. 】

This is a bit scary.

Fang Shanshui imagined how a manor with an area of ​​about 8 or 9 mu rose from the ground.

Patriarch Huang Yun nodded: "That's right. The house spirit itself has the attribute of space, and it is difficult for the tree god's heart to produce spiritual wisdom. It matches the house spirit very well. My friend is really lucky."

At the end, Huang Yun's patriarch couldn't help but look at Fang Shanshui enviously.

Fang Shanshui asked Patriarch Huang Yun: "Will this do any harm to Xiaoqing... the house spirit?"

Ancestor Huang Yun: "There is no such thing as harm. This is its chance. It is very difficult for a spiritual body to evolve, especially a natural spiritual body such as Zhai Ling, which is difficult to expand believers. It is derived from the heart of the tree god. The fairy spirit in the cave is promoted, and it will naturally pass through many elves' hurdles."

The house spirit's generous face on the pillar nodded excitedly, as if Huang Yun's ancestor had spoken to his heart: [Little master, don't worry, I feel as if I've eaten a tiger whip recently, my whole body is full of energy! 】

Fang Shanshui: ...

Patriarch Huang Yun: ...

Since Zhai Ling felt very good, Fang Shanshui didn't say any more, got up immediately, and was about to take Patriarch Huang Yun to the backyard to see the tree god's heart sprouting from his hands.

When Fang Shanshui was about to walk out of the living room, a cold voice suddenly came from upstairs: "Teacher..."

Fang Shanshui turned around, only to find that the hand-figured master on his shoulder had disappeared at some point, and now he put on his body and came out of the house, looking at the two of them on the stairs on the second floor, his crimson eyes seemed to be captivating.

After being swept away by Fang Yuan, Patriarch Huang Yun trembled. He hurriedly lowered his head and saw Fang Yuanqing's right hand resting on the railing of the escalator. Those five purple-black fingernails made Patriarch Huang Yun's heart tremble again. Shocked for a while, he quickly lowered his head, and the big and small weasels behind him also trembled.

Patriarch Huang Yun seemed extremely frightened, "This... this..."

Fang Shanshui called out: "Master."

Patriarch Huang Yun suddenly realized when he heard Fang Shanshui's cry.

Ancestor Huang Yun naturally wouldn't forget that huge anomaly, Daoist Yangshen who broke his cave, but Ancestor Huang Yun didn't expect that Fang Yuanqing with a body would be even more terrifying, without a trace of human feeling at all. It looks like a demon god who came out of the abyss hell.

Fang Yuanqing nodded to his apprentice, turned around and went downstairs.

He didn't seem to be walking fast, but he walked in front of the two of them in two or three steps, walked over and took Fang Shanshui's hand naturally.

Fang Yuanqing's slightly cold eyes, when they fell on his apprentice, added a kind of tenderness, and said in a low voice: "Aren't you going out? I'll go with you."

Because of Fang Yuanqing's approach, Patriarch Huang Yun, who had goosebumps all over his body, was stunned when he saw Fang Yuanqing go to hold Fang Shanshui's hand in a natural way, and speak so softly and carelessly.

"Uh……"

Fang Shanshui subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that the master's hand was tight and he couldn't break free.

Fang Shanshui raised his head and glanced at the master, probably because he had been with the figurine master for a long time, and it was a bit strange to see the master regaining his seriousness, and felt that the master seemed to be mentally divided.

Fang Shanshui looked at the body in his pocket again, and found that it was gone too.

Fang Yuanqing knew what Fang Shanshui was looking for: "You don't need to look for them, I have already taken them back. The Yuanshen has become too small, and it is difficult to combine them into one."

Now that he is back in his body, why bother to let the two clones come out to be an eyesore.

Fang Shanshui heard the contradiction in these words: "Master, your primordial spirit can also become bigger? Then why do you have to become so small?"

Fang Yuanqing paused when he heard the words, and looked at his apprentice with crimson eyes. It was embarrassing to ask this question. Did he want to say that the reason for becoming smaller is to stick to the apprentice all the time, such shameless words?

Fang Yuanqing has a thick skin and a dark heart, but he has nothing to do with his apprentice, and he likes to pretend to be a dignified teacher in front of his apprentice, which makes him... a little difficult to deal with his child bride and apprentice...

And the apprentice will think that he is very strange, right?

Fang Yuanqing's primordial spirit is very huge, it was huge when the Yin God was, and it is even bigger now, after leaving the soul, there may even be as high as mountains or as wide as rivers, but when he has no memory, he understands the true meaning of being cute, knowing how to make himself become It's extremely small and big in the palm of your hand, so that apprentices will naturally take him with them wherever they go.

Now that he recovered his memory, he discovered that this kind of compression is actually not conducive to his recovery of memory. In the words of the young man, it means that his memory and brain capacity are compressed, and he will only act according to his instinct in everything, even if he has any concerns. Most of the thoughts and ideas are found to be wrong after doing it...

Originally recovering his memory, Fang Yuanqing was a little disgusted with this kind of compressed body that would only show off his cuteness and reveal his true nature, but when Fang Yuanqing found that he had to think about even wanting to kiss his apprentice for a long time... What is shame, can it be eaten?

Seeing that Master seemed to be distracted, Fang Shanshui called again: "Master?"

Seeing that his apprentice was still like a curious baby, wanting to dig out his shameless background, Fang Yuan said calmly: "Naturally, it is to make the Yuanshen more cohesive. I relied on this as a teacher at the beginning, and I quickly passed the shadows." The threshold of God's turning to the sun."

Patriarch Huang Yun was listening as if he had found a treasure, and nodded repeatedly. Even just now, he thought it was weird for these two people to hold hands, but now he completely forgot it.

Patriarch Huang Yun sighed in admiration: "A real person is indeed a powerful person. Last time I saw him, I felt that I couldn't see the depth of a real person. Now when I see you again, I feel that the real person is already in the sky, beyond our reach."

Fang Shanshui didn't doubt it, but felt that what Master said made sense, so he nodded.

Fang Yuanqing casually glanced at Patriarch Huang Yun, did not take his words into his heart, but continued to think about those messy things just now.

In the car just now, he seemed to forcefully kiss his apprentice?

The apprentice didn't seem to mind at all.

What if he forced the kiss in the way he is now?

Come to think of it...a little excitement.

I couldn't help but want to stretch out my hand.

Feeling his chin being gently scratched by the long and pointed nails, Fang Shanshui looked at Master strangely: "Master?"

Facing his apprentice's suspicious eyes, Fang Yuanqing had already touched the long and pointed nails on his apprentice Yubai's neck. He changed his course instantly, and instead supported his apprentice's shoulder, he said softly, "There are ashes."

"Thank you, Master." Fang Shanshui immediately glanced at the shoulders supported by the master. Instead of seeing dust, he saw the master's nails, like a big spider, patrolling back and forth on his own territory, coming and going lightly.

Patriarch Huang Yun at the side felt that something was wrong again.

Patriarch Huang Yun looked back at the descendants behind him, and saw that they were all looking at him purely and eagerly, holding small hands from time to time, and putting their tails in their tails. Patriarch Huang Yun felt that he was getting old again. Pure, so my head is full of yellow waste, so I feel weird and awkward in everything I look at.

Fang Yuan glanced at Patriarch Huang Yun: "Let's go."

After all, Fang Yuanqing pulled his apprentice forward and went out first.

Patriarch Huang Yun quickly forgot the wild thoughts just now, and followed behind with his descendants.

Fang Shanshui took another look at the hand that he was holding with Master, and saw that Master did not want to let go of his hand, and did not persist, but seeing many little weasels behind him seemed to be watching him whispering and biting their ears, Fang Shanshui felt a little embarrassed. cheek.

Fang Shanshui quickly regained his composure, and there was nothing embarrassing about it. Maybe the weasels were not discussing them.

……

Walking to the backyard, you can see that the tree god's heart is being planted in the middle of the lush yard. The original seed and bean sprouts the size of a broad bean have grown to a foot long in a short period of time. Although it looks tender, But still quite strong.

The surrounding trees and flowers, as the tree god's heart grew, seemed to be retreating consciously, but retreated to a certain distance, and consciously guarded the small sapling.

This strange growth seems to be deliberately pruned and guided to highlight the small sapling in the center of the hospital. It is like a bird facing the phoenix, making it easy for people to spot the difference of this small sapling at a glance.

As soon as Fang Shanshui stepped into the courtyard, the little sapling seemed to sense something, and the leaves opened towards Fang Shanshui.

Patriarch Huang Yun praised: "It's really spiritual."

Patriarch Huang Yun finished speaking, walked forward, circled the tree god's heart three times, turned back to Fang Shanshui in satisfaction, and said, "My lord, since it sprouted in your true energy, I'm already familiar with you." , you only need to take three drops of heart blood, water it three times, one drop at a time, and in these three days, visualize its body every day, and gradually communicate with its mind and spirit, so that it will automatically transfer to your spiritual altar, smelt it Become your space magic weapon. Although this kind of space magic weapon can't kill as fiercely as the sword fairy's natal flying sword, it is a kind of room after all, and the room can defend against you. The primordial spirit will play a very good protective role, and grow together with your primordial spirit and complement each other."

Fang Yuan frowned, and immediately felt unhappy when he heard the word heartblood. When he had no memory, he was reluctant to bite his apprentice to drink a few mouthfuls of blood. This broken sapling needed three drops of heartblood.

Patriarch Huang Yun felt the pressure from Fang Yuanqing and knew that Fang Yuanqing was not satisfied with his words, but he couldn't help it.

Patriarch Huang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Really, this is necessary. The magic weapon of the primordial spirit doesn't need to be smelted with heart and blood, how can there be a mind-to-heart connection? And once the smelting is successful, with the spiritual energy of the magic weapon, the lost essence and blood can be easily replenished." came back."

Fang Shanshui comforted: "Master is fine, just rest up for a while afterwards."

Fang Yuanqing could only nod his head.

After teaching Fang Shanshui the method, and explaining the precautions to Fang Shanshui in detail, Patriarch Huang Yun consciously repaid Fang Shanshui's kindness, and left with a group of family members. It's not good for him to stay and watch.

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Fang Shanshui didn't start smelting immediately according to Huang Yun's ancestor's method, but adjusted for two days first, and then started to do things when he was completely refreshed.

In the past two days, the master has always been the size of his original body. When Fang Shanshui meditates, the master will meditate with him. When Fang Shanshui reads, the master will also read with him.

Everything is still the same as usual, it seems to be the same as when the master was still young.

It's just that Fang Shanshui has to gradually adapt to the difference between the master's change from small to large. For example, when he wakes up suddenly after meditating, he may see the master who accidentally fell asleep while meditating, leaning against his leg as before...

In the past, the little master could bend his legs as a bed by pillowing his legs, and could roll up to ten times or eight times from top to bottom. Fang Shanshui had to be careful not to accidentally pinch or step on the master.

Now when Fang Shanshui opened his eyes, he could only feel that his eyes were full of Master's face carved out of ice, and his long hair that covered his legs like flowing water.

Fang Shanshui looked down at Master's eyes that had just opened: "Master, why are you still falling asleep while meditating?"

Fang Yuanqing looked up at his apprentice's slightly approaching face, and wanted to make him get closer, but he just stopped, disappointed.

Fang Yuanqing's crimson eyes glowed faintly, as if he had just woken up, and said: "...Master, he is not a human, but a zombie. A zombie is abnormal when it is awake, and it is normal when it is sleeping."

Having said that, Fang Shanshui also remembered that the figurine master never meditates, but relies on him to sleep, and the master meditates probably just to accompany him.

Fang Shanshui understood: "Master, you don't need to meditate with me, just go to sleep. By the way, what kind of bed do you like, Master? A coffin?"

Fang Yuanqing swallowed the refusal, and changed his words: "...the coffin, the two of you lie down."

Fang Shanshui blinked when he heard what Master meant, and his eyes drifted uncomfortably, but then drifted back, and said with a smile: "Okay, make a coffin for two people again for Master, and keep mine Location?"

Looking at Fang Shanshui's smiling eyes, Fang Yuanqing almost felt that his heart, which was already immobile, beat again.

So beautiful..want to.

Fang Yuanqing stretched out his hand unconsciously, grabbed his apprentice's back, and pressed him against himself.

Fang Shanshui was taken down in surprise, and watched the master's face keep approaching until the cold lips fell gently between his eyebrows and eyes.

The hand on the back slipped to the waist, without the restraint of the back, Fang Shanshui forgot to get up for a moment, looked at the master's crimson eyes, as if seeing a little bit of starlight in them.

But Fang Shanshui soon couldn't continue watching, feeling as if he would fall into it after watching for a while, Fang Shanshui immediately got up and touched his eyes subconsciously.

Seeing this, Fang Yuanqing withdrew his hands and sat up, leaving his apprentice with a reddish ear tip: "Yes."

Fang Shanshui looked at the master's face, and thought that his own face might be a little red too, but he was always thicker than the master, ahem, blushing would be slow, but luckily the master didn't see it.

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In the yard, Zhai Ling and Yuan Pei were explaining the magical effects of the Tree God's Heart, when they suddenly found Fang Shanshui and Fang Yuanqing arrived, and hurriedly greeted him: [Little master, old master, good morning, but you seem to be a little late today...]

Halfway through the greeting from the house spirit, I suddenly found that the atmosphere of the two of them seemed not quite right, not like the pure master-student atmosphere they had pretended for a long time. Thinking of the old master's covetousness towards the young master when he lost his memory, the house spirit, as a good The house elf immediately expressed a 12-point understanding: [Oh~ it doesn't matter, it's as late as you want, it can be later! 】

Fang Shanshui looked at Zhai Ling's generous face and said nothing: ...

Fang Shanshui suddenly remembered that Zhai Ling had this attitude a long time ago. At that time, he still couldn't figure out what the words in Zhai Ling's words were. After refining the corpse successfully, there were many signs that something was wrong, so I couldn't help but look back at my master.

Although Yuan Pei had seen the figured master appearing several times, it was the first time he saw Fang Yuanqing's real body, and he recognized it after a few glances. This is the cute little uncle, and he couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Uncle? Is that you?"

Fang Yuanqing glanced at Yuan Pei and nodded slightly.

Yuan Pei was amazed, saying that such a little uncle is not young at all, and he is not cute at all, which made Yuan Pei dare not make jokes.

How did Master Uncle turn himself into that cute look back then?Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for such a fairy-tale uncle to become such a cutie?

Yuan Pei didn't pay much attention to Fang Yuanqing, he came for the magic weapon of space.

Fang Shanshui has to visualize for a whole day every time. When he visualizes, it is naturally not easy for a mortal like him to disturb him, so he can only postpone it in advance.

Today is the day when the legendary space magic weapon is about to be born, and it is his friend's magic weapon. Even if he sacrifices some sleep, Yuan Pei will come to wait and see and participate in the process of the birth of the space magic weapon.

Yuan Pei looked at the young sapling and asked curiously: "Fang Fang, how have you been visualizing these days? Will this tree really be transferred to your altar? Xiaoqing's words are so mysterious."

Fang Shanshui nodded: "I can already feel it. In my spiritual altar, there is already a seed of the tree god's heart, which is the imprint left by nurturing the tree god's heart at that time. Now through visualization, it just induces the seeds of the tree god's heart in my altar. The seeds germinate and grow, and it’s almost time.”

Yuan Pei satisfied his curiosity for a while, and left after a couple of amazements. Fang Shanshui continued to smelt the tree god's heart.

Fang Yuanqing sat cross-legged to one side, calm as a stone, and protected his apprentice. Fang Shanshui dripped the last third drop of heart blood on the tree god's heart.

As soon as the third drop of blood fell on the leaf, it was like a halo of water splitting open. Fang Shanshui only felt that the small tree in front of him seemed to be blurred all of a sudden, like a flower in a mirror, and the moon in the water, seeming false.

Fang Shanshui sat cross-legged and began to visualize the tree god's heart. His consciousness seemed to penetrate, and it seemed to separate the tree god's heart from the world. The roots, branches and leaves, and even the subtleties in the branches The flow of the liquid, and even the veins on each leaf, were clearly seen by Fang Shanshui bit by bit, and gradually became familiar to him.

These contexts recorded by Fang Shanshui gradually appeared in Fang Shanshui's sea of ​​consciousness, as if they were engraved again.

In Fang Shanshui's sea of ​​consciousness, there is already a small sapling, but it looks a little rough.

As Fang Shanshui visualized the real thing, the relatively abstract saplings in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have fallen into the hands of a master of realism, and began to carve them carefully and carefully.

Fang Shanshui looked at the young sapling in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes, but this did not block his sight, on the contrary, he felt that he could see more clearly.

Fang Shanshui saw that the small sapling in front of him gradually disappeared, while the tree in his sea of ​​consciousness was growing rapidly, and it was visible to the naked eye, quickly growing into a towering tree, stepping on the sea and reaching the sky.

Fang Shanshui suddenly felt a vortex appeared in front of his eyes, and the fog of chaos in the sea of ​​consciousness revolved around the grown tree, and his primordial spirit fell on the tree. open world.

Where Fang Shanshui Yuanshen fell, the big tree disappeared, and a space gradually turned into a space in front of him. Walls appeared, flowers and plants appeared, and mountains appeared. Character.

Fang Shanshui walked to the door, and Zhai Ling's surprised and happy square face appeared on the door.

Fang Shanshui smiled, but at this moment, Fang Shanshui's primordial spirit was suddenly shaken, and he was suddenly ejected from this space.

After returning to consciousness, Fang Shanshui suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fang Yuanqing was in front of his apprentice in an instant, and asked anxiously, "Disciple, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't worry about Master, I'm fine." Fang Shanshui frowned and comforted Master, sat upright with Master's hand, and began to adjust his breath.

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Europe

dark council

Every time the parliament is held, you will see all kinds of strange people, wizards, shamans, werewolves, vampires, and even some human beings who look like demons, but this time is especially special. people.

Many elders in the council looked at the new Chinese people and whispered. After all, the Chinese usually like to play by themselves. They have a large territory and many souls, and it is too late to care about their own territory. This time it is an accident.

"This time the parliament seems to have a lot of new faces..."

"Yeah, yellow skin."

"Be quiet, they can hear you."

"Just hear it. Is it possible that I, Babano, will be afraid of some yellow-skinned monkeys?"

A few people headed by Hei Tong were immediately enraged by Babano.

For those who have cultivated to the Yinshen stage, their brains are developed, and it is not difficult to learn a language. As early as when they decided to transfer, they spent a day reading the textbooks and learned general English. , I didn’t expect that the foreign language I just learned was used to understand the discrimination of some foreigners before it was used for communication.

Furious, many people immediately took a step forward, wanting to go forward and teach the gringo a lesson.

Hei Tong reached out to stop the excited people: "We are here to seek allies, not to fight some boring idiots."

"What are they talking about? Are they timid?" Babano, who couldn't understand Chinese, asked his companion proudly.

The companion unceremoniously helped to translate: "Oh no, they are not timid, they are saying that you are a boring idiot, and they don't bother to fight with you."