Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

"All the magic energy has been removed, so let's rest for a few days, and the body will slowly recover."

Shen Qinghuan got up together, and Mrs. Wang who was beside her hurriedly went up to her and thanked her repeatedly.Shen Qinghuan shook his head, and said in a low voice that it was nothing too much.

"My old man has been ill for many years. It's not like he hasn't met immortals before, but he just shook his head and refused. After so many years, only Wei Xianren is willing to help."

It is not difficult to pull out the magic energy, but the process is complicated and the treatment time is long.Most of the monks who come out to walk now are rookies in the sect.When they travel abroad, they all hold the sect's missions and lists tightly in their hands, and they are so ambitious that they always think about the big event of "subduing demon cultivators, eliminating demons and defending Taoism", wishing to become famous in a single battle.Pulling out the magic energy is not difficult and time-consuming. It can be said to be thankless, and they are naturally unwilling to do it.

"The demon cultivator is really abominable. Our family just passed by by chance, so they suffered in vain. They are so overbearing and unreasonable, no wonder everyone says they are not good people." The woman muttered while leading Shen Qinghuan out of the house.

When Shen Qinghuan heard the words, she pursed her lips and did not speak, and Madam Wang just complained casually, and when she saw that the immortal did not respond, she also closed her lips tightly.The two of them walked to the courtyard, but there was no sign of Wei Buming, but Ah Jin was squatting in the corner of the tree and playing with the ant nest.

"Ah Jin is still playing here, have you finished your homework?" Mrs. Wang looked around the courtyard and asked again: "Did you see the young master next to the immortal?"

"I've seen it, just now he drew a portrait of a fairy for me." A Jin pointed to the wooden table, Shen Qinghuan took two steps forward, and sure enough, he saw a portrait on it.Although it's just the back view and the artistry is not very exquisite, but it can be regarded as similar in appearance. Judging by the temperament and clothes, it is indeed true.Looking at this portrait, Shen Qinghuan couldn't help smiling, and her heart trembled.In the next second, he saw the inscription on the lower right corner of the portrait.

Mrs. Wang then asked: "Where is the young master now?"

Ajin replied honestly: "Well, we had a good chat at first, but he also asked me to ask me the name of the immortal. In the middle of the conversation, he said that he had something urgent and asked me to tell the immortal to go first , let the immortal go back by himself."

Mrs. Wang asked puzzledly: "What's urgent? Why are you in such a hurry that you don't even wait for the immortal. No, how do you know the name of the immortal? Are you lying again?!"

"No, he is indeed in a hurry." Shen Qinghuan touched the signature on the scroll and said in a deep voice.In the graceful thin gold body, there are not three characters but two characters - "Wei Ming".Just two words, only the two of them understand the meaning.

"Of course I know!" Ah Jin blushed and said, "I was there when the fairy landed in the small town. I was the one who found the wooden sign that fell in the grass and returned it to the fairy!"

When Wei Buming came out of the small town, he flew his sword in the opposite direction to Mengju. He shuttled among the mountains, flew over cliffs, fields and forests, and the bride's red sedan chair. Stopped on the top of the cliff.

It was already an hour later, even if Shen Qinghuan wanted to follow, she was nowhere to be found.He deliberately shuttled between the mountains and forests, and when he turned around, he had already lost his way, let alone flying back to the dream house by himself.

In this way, it is impossible for the two parties to meet, and they are completely separated.

He is so stupid, Wei Buming thought to himself.Whether it's sour fructose, the craftsmanship that suits your appetite, or even the mark on his forehead, why didn't you ever suspect it?Thinking about it now, how can there be such a coincidence in this world, you can meet people with the same temperament as you casually.The tacit understanding between Shen Qinghuan and herself, the intimacy at first sight, is just the familiarity engraved in her bones from getting along with her many years ago.

Wei Huan, the last memory of the other party in his mind is still in the picture of a knife piercing the heart.At that time, Laifeng City was destroyed, and Taoyuan was turned into a dead city. My heart was cut like a knife, and after finishing everything hastily, I turned around and walked towards the Cangming Realm with my sword, without paying attention to other things at all.

Thinking about it now, although it was said that the knife pierced through the heart, he didn't know whether Wei Huan died at that time.It is said that within a few days Zhengdao gathered a group of people and rushed to the ruins of Fengcheng, presumably he was rescued at that time.

Wei Buming closed his eyes and leaned against the edge of the cliff, feeling confused for a moment.In the initial stage of human being transformed into a demon corpse, Shen Qinghuan should have remembered clearly the process of killing him with a knife while still having memory and thinking, but his body was out of control.

Thinking of Wei Buming's nose getting sore, and thinking of the time spent together, the corners of Wei Buming's eyes were sore.

It must have been painful to have such a sharp knife point inserted into the chest.

Shen Qinghuan said that he is also good at self-cultivation, his "enemy" stood in front of him, but he could still hold back not to make a move, but teased himself here - at that time, he had to choose between him and Laifengcheng. The reputation of Laifeng City.

Just why, why is it me?With a flick of his right hand, a white bone knife appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Mr. Hua Zui, you have already expected the current situation, no wonder you smiled so happily when you left. The co-authors have already expected that my life will be full of jokes." Wei Buming gently stroked the tip of the long knife With a wry smile.It's a pity that the bone knife is just a dead object, so no matter what Wei Buming says, there will be no reaction.

Wei Buming smiled bleakly, and threw it in front of the rock pile, and collapsed on the rock cliff without moving, despite the wind and rain, there was no response.

He lay on the cliff for a long time, knowing that a butterfly with ruddy wings flapped its wings and slowly landed on his forehead.One person and one insect stared at each other, Wei Buming let the red wing tip make a nest on his forehead, but there was no reaction, even the sound of breathing was undetectable, and it merged with the whole cliff.

The black soft whip is tightly wrapped around the boulder.In the next second, a man with a two-finger-thick steel whip in his hand, dressed in black with a deep collar and red hair wrapped around his neck, landed on the mountain.

"Master, long time no see." The man looked at Wei Buming, who was collapsed on the cliff, and said in a deep voice. He followed Yijianhong to the top of the mountain.After so many days, he finally found Wei Buming.The frowning eyebrows were finally relaxed, and Han Feng's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

Hearing Han Feng's greeting, Wei Buming still didn't respond, he just stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds, his eyes were empty and lifeless.The sound in the ear was separated by a barrier, and it came into the brain vaguely and briefly, and was swallowed by the vast and misty emotion in an instant.

"Master?" Han Feng bent down and picked up the Soul Eater, looking at Wei Buming in surprise.Master, what's going on? He doesn't know what Wei Buming has experienced these days, but watching Wei Buming's appearance, he has speculated countless scenes in his heart.

Those damn demons! Damn villains!I knew to bully Master while I was away!

"It's nothing," Wei Buming raised his body slowly with a stiff neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's just a beautiful dream."

It was so beautiful that once the dream was shattered, he actually felt that his soul was broken.

"It's getting late, and there's still a lot to do. Let's leave quickly." Wei Buming patted the corner of his clothes, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Han Feng was taken aback, and quickly turned his head to pretend to appreciate the scenery.It is obvious that Master's face is the most standard smile, the curve of the corner of the mouth is just right, it will not be too subtle to be noticed, and it will not be exaggerated to the point of loss of manners.But it was the eyes, empty and powerless, without any emotion or brilliance, exuding a glass-like coldness.Matched together, it seems that you will cry in the next second.

Such a master is like he has never seen before.He had expected Wei Buming countless times to be as calm and unpredictable as a normal "demon king", but when this moment came, he felt flustered like never before.

Looking at Wei Buming's back, Han Feng felt from the bottom of his heart that something had fundamentally changed his master after being missing for so many days.

"Han Feng," Wei Buming turned his head to look at Han Feng at this moment, and said in a low voice, "I'm suffering a lot in my heart. On the way back, help me buy some sour fructose candies."

Shen Qinghuan grabbed the portrait and slowly walked back to Mengju.Ajin liked the portrait from the bottom of his heart, but he glanced at Immortal Wei, but felt inexplicably panicked, so he reluctantly gave up and handed it over to Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan did not search for Wei Buming's figure - if some people really wanted to hide from him, then even if he went to the poor and fell to Huangquan, it would be impossible for him to find him.It was so in the past, and it will be so in the future.

The spirit bag was heavy, filled with cloth longan lotus seeds, and today's sour fructose.Wei Buming walked too hastily, he thought to himself.If he told himself, he could still hand over half a year's worth of candy to him.The little town owner is so addicted to sweets, if he can't buy the sweets he likes, then it should be so.

He thought of that afternoon, at the moment when he hurriedly wiped out Renyazi, Wei Buming suddenly appeared and passed out in front of him.He didn't even need to see the face clearly, just relying on the back view, he was sure that this was the person he had been looking for all his life.From the moment Fengcheng was destroyed and he was rescued, from the moment they separated, he vowed to find someone.

Everyone in this world thinks that Shen Qinghuan is a model of justice in eliminating demons and defending Taoism.But only he knows that what he has done, his whole life, is just to sniff out the illusory news of a certain person from those people.

In front of the dream house, the barrier opened without wind, Shen Qinghuan looked at the quiet residence, and felt that this place was really empty and lonely.Song Xi was still in the alchemy room, and he was the only one left in the entire courtyard.Obviously it is the environment he is most familiar with, and he chose the mountains to make his home because he doesn't like crowds.But he suddenly felt that this silence was really unbearable.

"Leave again."

It has been like this since before, no matter how hard he tried, he could only follow behind the little city lord and watch the hem of the Moyun robe rise and fall, and then one day, he just disappeared from his field of vision without making a sound outside.From now on, never see you again.

He was not surprised that Wei Buming would become the Demon Lord.An existence like Wei Buming should be surrounded by people by nature.If you are cultivating immortals, you are the leader of the righteous way.If it is a demon, it is the Demon Lord.That is also the person who was born to stand at the top.

The yin and yang face slowly landed on the table, without the company of red wing tips, a single butterfly looked pitiful.

"You also lost your partner?" Thinking of the scene where the two butterflies were lingering together in the past, Shen Qinghuan gently touched its wingtips and comforted him: "It's okay, just go find him back."

If that day really comes, then I will chase you back again.

It doesn't matter, he has been chasing Wei Buming for 200 years.It's just chasing after Wei Buming again, it's no big deal.

But this time, he decided to find a place to lock Wei Buming up so that he could never leave him.

The author has something to say:

Shen Qinghuan: I am not happy that my wife left

Yin Yang face: My wife was abducted by human traffickers, I am not happy.

Human trafficker Wei Buming:? ? ?

Wing Tip Red: As a butterfly, do I have no role other than to lead the way? !

Shen Qinghuan is not soft and cute

Fairy in white is cut into black or something

Isn’t it common sense (?°з°)-?