ghost master

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Sitting cross-legged in Yupo's arms, Wang Xiaopang felt very nervous.

Although Yupo and Han Lin look exactly the same, Wang Xiaopang also knows that they are the same person, but Yupo gives Wang Xiaopang no sense of familiarity, as if he is just a person wearing Han Lin's skin.

Is he Master's desire... Wang Xiaopang quietly raised his head and looked back, only to see the man staring ahead, his handsome face was expressionless, just like Han Lin's usual appearance.

Sensing Wang Xiaopang's gaze, he lowered his head eagerly, Wang Xiaopang turned his head back guiltily, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Are you afraid of me?" Yupo asked.

"No..." Wang Xiaopang denied.

Yupo was noncommittal, he said lightly: "Don't worry, you are the disciple of 'me', the future of Snow Sky Sect, I will not hurt you. I took you only because of the ice soul protection pearl in your eyes Here, I will let you go back after I have completely separated me from my other soul."

Wang Xiaopang was stunned when he heard the words: "The soul is completely separated? What do you mean?"

"It means literally." Qianying, who was sitting behind Yupo, interrupted with a smile, "Although your master's soul was scattered by Tianlei, there is still a connection between the various souls, so they can sense each other. To the other party, but Yupo has no intention of merging with the original soul, so a special spell must be used to completely separate the two souls."

After Wang Xiaopang understood it, he immediately became anxious: "How can this work? Human beings are born with three souls and seven souls, and the lack of souls and souls has too much influence on a person!"

If a mortal lacks a soul, it is often said to be congenitally retarded, and Han Lin is a monk. Although the lack of a soul does not affect intelligence, it must have disadvantages for practice.

"The cultivation of spiritual consciousness is slower than before." Yupo didn't care about this: "He has a soul and a soul, but I only have one soul. I'm not afraid of him, what is he afraid of?"

Yupo thought of something, so he said to Wang Xiaopang: "I have already fused the fear soul, this soul is the same as the love soul, it has almost no effect, so I will not separate it to return him."

Although the seven souls of a person are in charge of the seven emotions, they are divided into strengths and weaknesses, so in this world there are bold people and timid people, philanthropic people and ruthless people.

Seeing that Yupo said calmly, Wang Xiaopang obviously made up his mind to part ways with Han Lin, so he was very anxious, so he persuaded: "Master Yupo..."

"Don't call me Shizun." Yupo interrupted him indifferently: "You are another disciple I have accepted and have nothing to do with me. Call me Xuezun or Senior Han."

Wang Xiaopang's throat was choked up, he couldn't say anything at first, and then he remembered that he and Yupo had met for the first time, and they couldn't even be called "acquaintances".

The person in front of him is not his master, and this idea can't help but become stronger.

Yupo took Wang Xiaopang to a valley close to the Western Regions. A young man was already waiting for them. Wang Xiaopang had a vague impression of this young man. It's terrible, so today I think this young man looks a bit like a skeleton.

Wang Xiaopang remembered that Han Lin let go of three demon cultivators at that time, except for Qianying and this young man, there should be an old man with alchemy cultivation.

Wang Xiaopang then secretly heightened his vigilance, the more magic cultivators here, the harder it is for him to escape.

Yes, when Yupo said "Don't call me Shizun", Wang Xiaopang decided to run away, because he felt that he couldn't persuade Yupo, so the only way to stop Yupo from completely cutting off contact with Han Lin The only way is for him to escape with the ice soul protection beads in his eyes.

With such thoughts in mind, Wang Xiaopang nervously stepped into the simple forest hut, but he was stunned when he entered, because there was a small mourning hall for worship in the corner of the lobby, on which were placed A spirit tablet and a small incense burner.

Could it be the old man at that time?Wang Xiaopang looked at the time on the spirit card, the owner of the mourning hall passed away the year before last, probably.

I heard that Mo Xiu is a group of ruthless people, but I didn't expect Qian Ying and this young man to set up a small mourning hall for the old man and visit them every day.Wang Xiaopang was a little surprised, and at the same time he had a slightly changed view of Qianying and this young man.

"Aren't you injured?" The young man asked Qianying, not looking at Yupo and Wang Xiaopang.

"Okay." Qianying showed a little impatience on her face, she put her hands on Yupi, turned her head and said to Wang Xiaopang: "There is a small stream nearby, go and wash."

Wang Xiaopang's clothes were almost stained with blood, and because of this, they exuded an unpleasant smell, and they really needed to be cleaned thoroughly.

"Okay." Wang Xiaopang walked out, thinking that Qianying and the others would let him go alone without worrying that he would run away.

It is estimated that he is confident that he will not be able to escape.Wang Xiaopang thought this way, and when he walked to the door of the house, he looked back casually, only to see Qianying still talking there:

"I'm going back to the house to wash, sir, you should go back to the house and change your clothes."

"En." Yupo nodded, Wang Xiaopang suddenly realized that something was wrong, so he fixed his eyes on Yupo's body.

Han Lin was wearing Xue Tianzong's costume when he died, so both he and his Sanpo were dressed in white clothes, but Yupo was dressed in black, and it was actually black, while his body It's not transparent either, which looks real.

After sitting in Master Yupo's arms for so long, I realized something was wrong now.Wang Xiaopang patted his head, wanting to know what happened to Yupo's body.

Wang Xiaopang then sent out an invitation to Yupo: "Master Yupo...err, Master Xue, do you want to go to the streamside to wash with this junior?"

Qianying pursed her lips and smiled: "His words..."

"it is good."

Qianying was slightly taken aback, she seemed surprised that Yupo would agree, she looked at Wang Xiaopang, then at Yupo, and then smiled: "In that case, I'll go too."

Wang Xiaopang's eyes widened, and Yupo looked at Qianying with a smile that was not a smile. Before he could speak, Qianying changed his mouth again: "I'm just kidding."

Wang Xiaopang was really frightened by this joke, but Yupo went out with Wang Xiaopang very calmly.

The creek is not very far from the forest hut, but only a few hundred meters away. When Wang Xiaopang arrived there, he made sure that there was no one around, so he quickly took off his clothes and let out a long breath after taking them off. , I feel that the whole person has a lot of energy.

It's really uncomfortable to wear bloody clothes on the body, especially some places are soaked with blood, and the feeling of meat stained on the clothes is particularly disgusting.

After Wang Xiaopang took off his clothes, he went to see Yupo, and when he saw him looking straight at him, he felt a little embarrassed, so he jumped into the stream with his towel and bare buttocks.

"You often take a bath with your master?" Yupo asked, he could see that Wang Xiaopang took off his clothes very naturally, obviously often undressing in front of his other self.

"No, the master is a ghost, so he doesn't need to take a bath, but he usually watches from the side when I take a bath." After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he let his hair loose, and many strands of hair were stuck with blood. Wash well.

Yupo was silent for a while, and then asked: "Why does he want to watch you take a bath?"

With his hair loose, Wang Xiaopang scooped up water from the stream and splashed it on his face: "Because he has nothing to do."

What Wang Xiaopang said was the truth. Han Lin didn't need to sleep, eat, or practice. He had nothing to do except teach himself every day. It was because his existence was exposed this year that he took his eyes off him.

"that is it?"

Wang Xiaopang looked over with water all over his face, he didn't understand why Yupo asked such a question, but he saw Yupo's amber eyes slowly lingering on his body, his eyes were a little deep, and he looked at Wang Xiaopang in a daze. Feel uncomfortable.

Yupo continued to say: "You look like a woman, whether it's the face or the back."

Wang Xiaopang was stunned, then his face turned red, and he curled up his body in shame and low self-esteem.

"I, I look more like my mother..." Wang Xiaopang blocked his body as much as possible: "I will exercise my muscles in the future..."

Both Han Lin and Lin Xiyuan said that his frame is relatively small, which is more suitable for speed than strength, so Han Lin did not strictly require Wang Xiaopang in body training, as long as Wang Xiaopang can run fast enough and dodge quickly enough. So Wang Xiaopang's muscles are only a little bit, and the muscle texture is also very shallow.

"Why do you feel inferior? Your body is well-proportioned now, and it's inappropriate to have muscles." Yupo said, he has only seen the bodies of four people, Han Yang, Lin Xiyuan, Qianying and Wang Xiaopang, Han Yang has the same muscles as him It is clear that Lin Xiyuan is a little thin, although there are not many muscles, but there are still. Qianying's body is just like the woman he imagined, while Wang Xiaopang's is probably because of his slenderness. Although he is a man, he has a little feminine feeling. The most agreeable to him.

Thinking of how he could feel his body temperature and touch when he hugged Wang Xiaopang, the corner of Yupo's mouth twitched, and his gaze became hot when he looked at Wang Xiaopang.

"Do you know why I must separate from Han Lin?" Yupo suddenly changed the subject.

Wang Xiaopang sat in the stream, hugged his legs and shook his head, staring at Wang Xiaopang's body covered with crystal water droplets, and continued: "Because he is suppressing me, he is always trying to kill his own desires."

Wang Xiaopang understands somewhat. Cultivators pay attention to being pure-hearted and ascetic, so that they can always be in the best state of cultivation, and Buddhist cultivators pursue this point to the extreme. Dealing with mortals is also to improve one's state of mind, and Han Lin also asked him to do so.

To be honest, it’s not that Wang Xiaopang doesn’t understand Han Rin’s painstaking efforts, but sometimes he also thinks that Han Rin is too strict. Take the matter of feelings as an example. Talking about feelings will indeed affect cultivation, but the impact is not necessarily all bad. Yes!Sometimes practicing with the one you love is more effective than practicing alone.

Of course, Wang Xiaopang would not dare to say this in front of Han Lin, and it is a very reasonable suggestion for him to let himself consider becoming a Taoist couple when he is a hundred years old, and if Han Lin was not watching from the side, he might have fallen down in front of Han Lin. On Xiao Yulan's body.

Wang Xiaopang quite agrees with Yupo's statement, so he nodded.

Yupo smiled slightly: "It seems that you are under strict control by him, right?"

"..." Wang Xiaopang nodded. Since he was a child, he was often beaten by Han Rin for making mistakes.

Yupo continued: "Before I was alive, I didn't think it was wrong to be strict with myself, but when I was separated from him after death, I suddenly felt that my life was very muddled. My dream all along was to ascend to the upper world. I gave up a lot of enjoyment and happiness because of this, but not only did I fail, I also ended up with a ghost, so I decided that I would enjoy all the things that I had never enjoyed before, and I practiced ghosts for this.”

After Yupo finished speaking, he raised his hand: "Ghosts can re-condense their body when they reach the Nascent Soul realm. As long as I have a body again, I can enjoy many things."

Suddenly, Wang Xiaopang understood the purpose of cultivating ghosts. Originally, he had thought a lot about such things as obsession with ghosts, madness, etc., but he didn't expect the reason to be so simple - he just wanted to return to his body.

"But..." Yupo changed the subject, and his eyes became a little gloomy: "After I condensed, I found out that this body is fake. It is indeed exactly the same as my original body, but it has no feeling."

A gust of wind blew through the woods, Wang Xiaopang suddenly opened his eyes wide, and saw that Yupi's hand gradually turned into black smoke, drifting away with the wind little by little.

"Although I can eat, I can't taste anything, I can touch everything, but I don't feel anything, because this body is a prosthesis made of condensed Qi." Yupo said slowly, and While he was speaking, his hair, his face, and his body gradually turned into black smoke.

"What's the use of such a body besides being able to see?"

When all the black smoke was blown away by the wind, the black clothes originally worn on Yupo fell to the ground lightly, and what appeared in front of Wang Xiaopang was the "Han Lin" he was familiar with, with a translucent soul body, and a suit of clothes. Misty white clothes.

Wang Xiaopang felt uncomfortable when he heard that, Yupo did not hesitate to abandon the immortal way and practice ghost in order to make up for the regret, but in the end it was such a result, how sad and disappointed should he be?

"Master Yupo... Master Xue." Wang Xiaopang really wanted to hug Yupo at this time to comfort him, but he couldn't, Yupo didn't recognize him as an apprentice, so naturally he wouldn't like his hug, So he had no choice but to comfort him: "Your body will have it. Uncle Lin has a small bottle of rootless elixir. He said that Qianying has been to the upper realm. With this method, we can get enough rootless elixir to condense a new body!"

"I know this, that's why I allowed her to follow me." Yupo said, and then slowly floated towards Wang Xiaopang: "But just now I suddenly realized that there is one thing that I can feel well without a body. "

Seeing him drifting towards him, Wang Xiaopang saw him with an unexplained deep gaze, he couldn't help swallowing nervously: "What, what?"

Yupo squatted down by the stream, and reached out to lift Wang Xiaopang's chin:

"Touch you."