Someone always hinders my strategy

Lu Qi looked at the uncle and the new cheap master who had a good chat in front of him, and suddenly felt a little dazed. He seemed to have just accepted an unreliable person as his master?Is this really not a dream?

Perhaps because of the shock, the pain of losing his mother just now was washed away. For a while, Lu Xi was filled with doubts about life, so he didn't have time to grieve.

It was Zhen Ru who noticed Lu Qi's distraction and realized that he was no longer immersed in the pain. She was slightly relieved and felt a little distressed. After all, this is her sister's only child, and now she has suffered such a crime. Fortunately, the child they met back then had a deep relationship with them, otherwise...

"Speaking of which, you just said that the fox is Xiaoqi's senior brother? Are you really kidding me?" Suddenly Wan Fangzheng's slightly higher voice came, and the two people behind immediately pricked up their ears.

"Heh." Wan Yan chuckled, "When did I ever make such a joke?"

"Then I really don't know." Wan Fangzheng waved his hand, and said again, "I know that you cultivators and us mortals think differently, this fox may be some kind of fairy beast in the legend, but I still want to make sure—— Are you really not sick?"

"...I'm not sick." Even Wan Yao was left speechless by Wan Fangzheng's way of speaking. The man in front of him was completely different from the father he remembered, and even the name "Fangzheng" didn't match very well, " It's just an ordinary fox - at least for now."

Wan Yan looked at the little fox in his arms, yes, Zhen Ai is dead, this is just a thought left by him, as for what will happen after that, no one knows.

However, Wan Fangzheng couldn't understand the meaning of Wan Yao's words, and he just said with a very understanding look: "I understand, I understand, just like us mortals who cultivate immortals, and become immortals after practicing. This fox is also an ordinary fox. If you cultivate it, you will become a fairy beast!"

After all, Wan Yan stayed in Ling Tianzong's library, and he has read a lot of books about spirit beasts. All the books say that fairy beasts are born, and it is more difficult for spirit beasts to become immortals than ordinary people. A hundred times, only a trace of immortal beast blood hidden in the blood can have the possibility of becoming an immortal.

He lowered his head and glanced at the silly little fox in his arms. Such a pure mortal fox wants to become a fairy unless...

There was a flash of light in Wan Yan's eyes, and only Lu Xi noticed it among the few people, but he didn't think about it.

"Speaking of which, what's the name of this fox... brother? We must have a name, right?" Wan Fangzheng's words interrupted Wan Fang's meditation, and also interrupted Lu Xi's attention.

"Hmm..." Wanjiao thought for a while, "His name is Ai Ai, Ai Ai in the snow." He didn't say his last name. If possible, he hoped that the little fox could decide on his own name instead of being trapped by another person. in the existence.It's just that the name Aiai was named after the first time he saw the little fox, and he couldn't abandon it for a while, so he subconsciously said it.

"Hey, it's a very vivid name." Wan Fangzheng laughed, but no one responded, and the atmosphere was rare and awkward.

In the end, it was Wanjiao who broke the embarrassment: "Speaking of which, you haven't told me what happened, but you want to go in and talk about it while eating?"

Everyone raised their heads, only to realize that they had reached the door of a restaurant, and this was the largest restaurant in Yunzhou City. They didn't think too much about it, they just thought it was a cultivator with infinite skills and abilities. There was a sense of awe towards Wanjiao.

And Wanjiao knew this place, but he had been here before.

He randomly found a quiet place to sit down, and Wan Fang asked Wan Fang to order. He is a cultivator, and he has no appetite, and he knows what happened in Lu's house very well, so he sat for so long , he suddenly felt a little boring.

He wanted to help Lu Qi, so he needed to find a serious excuse, and then use this excuse to help, but did he really need such an excuse?

Ordinary people don't understand a person who cultivates immortals, no matter what he does, ordinary people will think it is reasonable. If this is the case, why should he think about feasibility like an ordinary person?

In the final analysis, it was because his thoughts had not been converted, and he still regarded himself as a mortal.

However, from the moment he embarked on the road of cultivation, he was no longer a mortal. He broke through the limit of lifespan and reached the ultimate power that mortals cannot reach. In many cases, the world of monks is very simple, and there is no need What twists and turns, as long as you have the strength, no one can take your words seriously.

With one move of the great power, the most prosperous city of mortals will be wiped out in an instant, and such an unimaginable thing for mortals, for a cultivator, it is just a matter of killing a nest of insects, but for a monk In his eyes, what is the difference between mortals and ants?

So, as a cultivator, it was a bit funny for him to talk about the reason with the ants.

It might be a little indifferent to say this, after all, he and Wan Fangzheng are considered to be close friends, but think about it carefully, he still has several targets to attack in the future, does he have to come to Mortal Realm every time to help the ones he has conquered before? person?

He used to feel that he owed them, felt that he had cheated their feelings, but when he thought about it carefully, what would have happened to these targets without his intervention?Is what he owes them really worth pursuing in every lifetime?

No, as early as the moment his strategy was completed, the cause and effect between them had already been settled, and the subsequent entanglement was nothing but his self-righteousness.

Cultivators pay attention to fate, if they are really destined, it's okay to help them, but it's too much to force like him.

Obviously he is the clearest, the forced fate is not good for anyone.

The moment he figured this out, Wan Yao suddenly closed his eyes, and the other three were a little puzzled, but they didn't dare to interrupt Wan Yao. If there were cultivators here, they would be very surprised. Among them, Wan Yan had an epiphany.

The so-called epiphany is a rare state in the cultivation of monks. Opportunity and wisdom are indispensable. For monks who can achieve epiphany, the greatest benefit is the improvement of the state of mind, which is comparable to cultivation. It is much more difficult to improve oneself.

"Boom——" There was a faint flash of thunder in the sky, and Wanjiao suddenly caused the phenomenon of alchemy, but mortals only thought it was a sudden change in the weather.

And the cultivator who was far away in the Lu Mansion suddenly raised his head, and murmured: "In this small Yunzhou City, a cultivator who is about to form an alchemy has come. He must have a plan, but he must report it to the master... ...But I haven't found that person yet, I'm afraid I will be reprimanded by my master if I report rashly..."

Suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing a piece of fine weather, Wan Yao actually suppressed his cultivation, and did not form the alchemy immediately.

He let out a breath, slowly opened his eyes, there seemed to be enlightenment in his eyes, and he secretly thought: It seems... I still have a few opportunities in the mortal world.

This opportunity does not lie in what others can give him, but in cultivating his mind.

Cultivators cultivate not only their own cultivation strength, but also the growth of their state of mind. Many monks only care about their cultivation base and don't care about their state of mind. In the end, they end up with demons in their bodies, which makes this world a few more demons. But he didn't want to do that.

What's more, when he reads the file, time goes back, and his cultivation level is no longer there, only his mood will not change no matter what.

"I kept you waiting for a long time." Seeing a few people looking at him, Wan Yan chuckled, but without explaining, he just said, "I already know what happened to you, but it's more important for you to take revenge with your own hands than to solve it by me." okay?"

"I..." Lu Xi opened his mouth, his mouth was a little dry, "I haven't learned martial arts well, how can I have the ability to avenge the immortal?"

"Isn't your master also a so-called immortal? But—" Wan Yao's eyes suddenly sharpened for a moment, "Since you have embarked on the road of cultivation, don't call us immortals anymore, we are just a group of practitioners , is still far away from the so-called immortal immortals, not to mention the group of cultivators who are not even solidly cultivated."

"Then what should I call them?" Lu Xi's eyes widened, completely oblivious to the fact that his question had been misdirected.

Wan Yan chuckled: "If it's stronger than you, call it senior, if it's weaker than you... then there's nothing to care about."

——The strong are respected.This is the rule of the comprehension world, and it is also the first lesson Wanjiao taught Lu Qi.

Lu Xi nodded in a daze, suddenly remembered the question he asked earlier, and hurriedly asked: "Then master... Fu, how should I take revenge?"

"I'll give you a month, and I'll teach you a sword technique. If you learn it, you'll get your revenge. If you can't learn it...you don't have to call me master." Wan Yan's voice was normal, but it was clear for no reason. There was a trace of coldness, lacking a touch of humanity.

Lu Xi's thin body trembled, looking a little pitiful, Zhen Ru felt distressed looking at it, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wan Fangzheng, who shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Wan Fang in this life is just a transparent person. With just one look, he can tell that the Wan Yao in front of him is no longer the child they are familiar with. The mood has changed.

"Squeak!" In the silence, the little fox in Wanjiao's arms yelled suddenly, then jumped out of Wanjiao's arms and fell into Lu Qi's arms. It was dark for a while, but he didn't say anything, he just picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip.

It's getting cold.

The true qi circulated, and the tea began to steam.

This is the cultivator, a cultivator who is completely different from ordinary people, but looking at the strange eyes of several people, Wan Yao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Why on earth?

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The number of words is a bit small, but I have to get up early tomorrow, so I will stop here today~