ghost master

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On Xueling Mountain, hundreds of monks are rebuilding the Snow Sky Sect. Although they are the only ones left in the sect now, Xue Zun removed the demon Han Yang and ascended like a booster to encourage them. Fairy, monk Han Yufei, and the returning Han Xuexian led them, making everyone believe that the Snow Heaven Sect will surely return to its former glory.

In a cave, Wang Xiaopang was arranging things, arranging all his belongings one by one.

This cave was used by Han Lin before his death. After his death, Han Yang sealed off the cave. Even if the evil blood sect completely occupied this territory, he would not allow anyone to approach it. From now on, this place belongs to Wang Xiao. fat.

After setting things up, Wang Xiaopang came to the training room. The training room is very spacious and is the largest place in this cave. In the center of the west side is a high platform made of cold jade, about the size of a bed. Wang Xiaopang tried to sit cross-legged on it. Then, a bone-chilling coldness spread from the bottom of his butt into his body, and the stimulated Wang Xiaopang shivered violently.

But Wang Xiaopang likes this kind of coldness very much. As long as he thinks that Han Lin used to sit in the same position to practice, he seems to feel that Han Lin is still by his side.

A man came in and saw Wang Xiaopang sitting on the cold jade platform, his little face turned blue from the cold, he hurried over and hugged him.

"Why do you mess around like this? This is a thousand-year-old cold jade. You have lost your cultivation, and you are not an ice spirit root. Sitting on this will freeze your bones." Han Yufei blamed, but his tone was distressed, and then changed A few fireballs were sent out to surround Wang Xiaopang, and the temperature in the room suddenly went up by a few points.

"I just want to... sit down and have a look." Wang Xiaopang smiled. He naturally knew that he couldn't stand the coldness of the cold jade, but he couldn't help the feelings in his heart.

I'm so sad, I think about him every minute.

Han Yufei saw that although he was smiling, he looked like he was about to cry, so he let out a long sigh.

"Miss Master?"

"Ah."

"Do you regret it?" Han Yufei heard that Han Lin originally planned to stay in the human world, but it was Wang Xiaopang who persuaded him to ascend.

"Regret? I definitely regret it. I really want him to stay with me." Wang Xiaopang said in a low voice, with complicated eyes showing: "But it is precisely because I like him so much that I hope he will live a good life. If it hurts him, of course it’s better for me to hurt.”

After a pause, Wang Xiaopang laughed again: "But this is only temporary. In 100 years, at most 100 years, I will definitely go to the spirit world to find him!"

Han Yufei also laughed, it's good that Xiaopang can think about it, although the road to cultivation is long and difficult, and there are very few people who can ascend, but it is always good to have dreams.

"Work hard, your words will definitely work!" Han Yufei encouraged, and then told Wang Xiaopang the main purpose of his visit this time: "The monk Qingyue of the Yingyue Sect came to visit just now, and it turned out that she was exorcising demons." When I was cultivating, I ran into Tian Zixuan by accident. Although he didn't switch to the magic way, considering that he was a traitor of the Snow Heaven Sect, Brother Qingyue still caught him and escorted him here. You... want Don't go over and have a look?"

Wang Xiaopang was slightly taken aback: "Tian Zixuan..."

"Yes." Han Yufei knew that Wang Xiaopang and Tian Zixuan had a very close relationship.

Wang Xiaopang lowered his head. He was silent for a long time before he said in a complicated way: "Let me think about it."

"Okay." Han Yufei patted his head: "The sect still has a lot of things to do. I'll leave first, and he will be locked in the dungeon. Whenever you want to see him, just tell me and I'll take you there."

Tian Zixuan is also a monk of alchemy now, and he is good at using all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs. Han Yufei is naturally worried about letting Wang Xiaopang see him alone.

"Okay." Wang Xiaopang replied and sent Han Yufei out.

When the two arrived at the gate of the cave, Han Yufei gave one last warning: "You don't have to worry about the rebuilding of the sect, just concentrate on cultivation."

"Okay." Wang Xiaopang also knew that even if he wanted to help, he would be powerless even if he had no cultivation.

"Yes." Han Yufei sacrificed his magic weapon, and the imperial weapon left.

Wang Xiaopang watched him go away, and when his figure disappeared completely, he looked towards the dungeon built in the middle of Xueling Mountain, and muttered to himself: "How stupid, to be caught...you want me to What should we do? Brother Tian?"

With a long sigh, he turned around and went into the room, took out the soft futon his mother sewed for him from the storage bag and put it on the ground. Facing the cold jade emitting misty white mist, Wang Xiaopang closed his eyes and entered the practice.

It was night, and a figure was walking silently on the snow-covered path. Tonight there was a moon, and the reflection of the snow made the night look extraordinarily bright. If anyone passed by at this time, they would be able to recognize this person The sneaky figure is the well-known Xue Zun's lover, Han Xuexian.

Wang Xiaopang walked carefully along the way, but fortunately the rebuilt Snow Sky Sect was sparsely populated, so he, who only had the cultivation of qi, managed to escape to the outside of the dungeon, avoiding his eyes and ears.

There was a Foundation Establishment disciple guarding the entrance of the dungeon. After thinking for a while, Wang Xiaopang summoned Lei Ling, and then sat on top of it. Deep in the dungeon.

What a coincidence, the cell where Tian Zixuan was imprisoned happened to be the cell where Han Yang imprisoned him.

Sitting cross-legged in the cell, Tian Zixuan suddenly opened his eyes, and when he found out that it was Wang Xiaopang, he smiled wryly.

"It's you……"

"it's me."

Tian Zixuan still looks quiet and refined, but there is a small totem on his forehead, a cluster of bright red flames like blood, and this imprint makes the already handsome him even more beautiful, Even compared with the phantom in human form, it is not inferior at all.

Wang Xiaopang couldn't stop staring at the imprint on his forehead. As a host for Han Rin's soul, he naturally knew what the imprint represented.But he didn't say anything, but said lightly: "Do you know what the sect will do to the traitor?"

Tian Zixuan was very melancholy: "Of course I know...the light ones will be expelled from the sect by abolishing their cultivation, and the serious ones...kill them to scare them."

Wang Xiaopang paced slowly, obviously wearing a 17-year-old boy's face, but his expression and demeanor were calm and indifferent, which he did not have before.

"Do you think your behavior should be punished lightly or severely?" Wang Xiaopang asked again.

Tian Zixuan looked at him, frowned slightly, but answered irrelevantly: "You have changed."

Wang Xiaopang stopped in his tracks, and then laughed: "Who in this world can last forever? Do you really think that I will always be a child?"

After laughing, he fell down again, watching his feet rubbing against each other for a long time, and suddenly rushed towards Tian Zixuan through the black iron railing, holding on to the iron railing with both hands and shouting at him angrily: "Who do you think you are? It's none of your business to stay the same? I need your concern? I don't need it at all! Because I don't care about you at all! So whether you live or die has nothing to do with me! I'm here to laugh at you today! Laugh at you The big fool you caught! You can't even escape! Hahahahahahaha! I won't save you! Don't try to use those old feelings to deceive me! I'm not the same as before! I won't be soft-hearted anymore! Also Don't be confused anymore! I won't!"

Tian Zixuan watched Wang Xiaopang shake the railing desperately, roared hoarsely, his eyes were red, he felt sore, his throat choked, and said softly: "I was wrong..."

Wang Xiaopang sneered: "What's the use of admitting mistakes now?"

"So you haven't changed."

Wang Xiaopang stopped laughing, and Tian Zixuan walked up, put his hand through the railing and hugged him, "I'm sorry for making you sad."

Wang Xiaopang blinked his eyes and actually shed tears, but immediately wiped them off with his sleeve, "Let go."

Tian Zixuan hesitated for a moment, but he didn't let go, Wang Xiaopang struggled a few times, but couldn't get away, so he let him hold him as if giving up on himself.

Although the black iron railing is very cold, the body temperature of the two is passing each other, warming each other.

Speechless for a while.

After a long time, Wang Xiaopang calmed down, and then he spoke again: "You should let go of your cultivation."

Tian Zixuan was silent for a while, and replied: "Okay."

Using the spiritual power in his body, he forcibly smashed the golden elixir in his dantian, Tian Zixuan's body trembled violently, his face suddenly turned pale like a ghost, and his body suddenly became a little cold.

The golden core is shattered, and the cultivation base is scattered. From a core-forming monk to a cripple, it is only a short breath.

Feeling that Tian Zixuan's aura instantly changed from strong to empty, Wang Xiaopang's chest was very dull, but after the dullness, he felt relaxed.

"You should have died, but I had an affair after all." Wang Xiaopang said, finally coming out of Tian Zixuan's arms, he looked at him complicatedly through the railing: "You let me go, now , I let you go too, we will not owe you any more."

Although Tian Zixuan lost his cultivation, he was happy. He smiled weakly but also gently: "Since the two are no longer in debt, can we... start over?"

Wang Xiaopang lowered his eyes, then raised his head to look at the cluster of flame marks on his forehead, he didn't refuse, but he didn't accept it either.

"It depends on fate." He said, seeing the cold sweat on Tian Zixuan's head, so he wiped him with his sleeve: "I don't want to say that I will never meet you again in this life, but in this world, after all, you are the one who is behind you." The name of Xue Tianzong traitor cannot be washed away, so as long as I am here, I will not see you, but..."

Wang Xiaopang changed the subject and continued: "I want to follow my master to the upper realm. There is no Snow Heaven Sect there. People don't know me and you. It's a new experience for all the monks who ascended. A new beginning, I think, if we are there, we can be brothers again."

Tian Zixuan's gaze softened, this world does not owe each other, will we meet again in the spirit world?also good.

"Thank you." Tian Zixuan took a step back, only to see Lei Ling's chubby body deforming, and squeezed in from the gap in the railing.

"Stop doing things that violate morality, find a remote place to hide, and practice hard again. I look forward to meeting you in the upper realm." Wang Xiaopang said, feeling relieved.

"In my case, it will probably take hundreds of years to cultivate, maybe even thousands of years." Tian Zixuan said.

"What's the matter? Cultivator's time is very long." Wang Xiaopang smiled slightly, and was about to let Lei Ling send Tian Zixuan away with Thunder Dun, when his eyes were attracted by the fiery red mark on Tian Zixuan's forehead.

After thinking about it, and hesitating for a moment, Wang Xiaopang took out a crystal ball from the storage bag, and there was a colorful flower floating inside the ball, which was exactly the rootless flower that Chaotian got from Misty Garden back then. it took.

Looking at the beautiful little flowers in the crystal ball, Wang Xiaopang said with a complicated heart: "Back then, when Master's soul was still in disarray, I met his mournful soul. He wanted to become a monk, and his heart was only sad, and there was no I don't plan to seek revenge from Han Yang, and sorrow is a part of the master, so I know that deep in the heart of the master, he must be contradictory and painful, and it is this feeling of deep love and deep hatred that makes He chose to keep Han Yang's soul."

Tian Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and then reached out to touch the mark on his forehead, and a translucent ghost figure emerged silently.

Wang Xiaopang looked at the ghost, and passed the crystal ball in his hand: "This is a rootless flower, the stamen can secrete rootless elixir, you know the effect of rootless elixir. It doesn't work, but if you use the Huanchun flute to give birth, you may be able to reproduce hundreds or even thousands of flowers. It is a hope of resurrection after all."

Ghost Shadow remained silent, and asked after a long time, "Why help me?"

Wang Xiaopang grinned, and became that carefree, clumsy, naughty boy again:

"I want to surprise Master!"

At this moment, Han Yang suddenly understood why his brother fell in love with this person.

With a flash of lightning, Tian Zixuan was no longer in the cell. Wang Xiaopang lowered his head, and saw a crystal clear bead in his hand, and inside the bead was a very small snowflake.

This is a wisp of consciousness drawn out by Han Lin before his ascension, and sealed in the Ice Soul Protector Orb.

Putting the beads to his mouth and kissing, Wang Xiaopang turned and left.

That night, Wang Xiaopang took the initiative to apologize to Jing, and explained everything. Han Yufei said a few words for him. Fairy Zishan considered that Wang Xiaopang had abolished Tian Zixuan's cultivation, so she punished Wang Xiaopang lightly. Fat was confinement for one year.

As spring and fall came and went, the Snow Sky Sect gradually regained its vigor after the catastrophe, and under the joint rectification of the Immortal League and the Buddhist League, the cultivation world entered a peaceful period again.

230 six years later.

Zhushen County in Caiguang Kingdom and Kaizhou is a well-known place. It was a remote village a hundred years ago. Later, a Wang family moved into the village and opened a pig farm in the village. The pigs raised The fat heads and big ears, meaty and fat, gradually became famous, attracting many merchants to come to the village to buy pigs. Over time, the village developed, and now it has become a small county. The giant pig who understands human language, it is said that after the death of this pig, it turned into a pig god to protect the pigs here, so that the pigs here grow so well.

At the entrance of Zhushen County, two men in white are talking, a young man and a young man, the young man has good features and extraordinary demeanor, while the young man is fair and handsome, sunny and cheerful.

"Is this 'pig god' the pig that you brought to the sect to raise for a while?" The young man asked with a smile, pointing to the majestic statue of the pig god standing at the gate of the county.

"That's right!" The young man smiled brightly, "Because of being exposed to the spiritual energy, the back grew big. Unfortunately, he didn't live long. After he died, he was buried next to my uncle's vegetable field by my parents."

The two were chatting, and they heard the sound of drums and gongs beating from a distance. It turned out that a scholar who had won a Jinshi this year was appointed as the county magistrate.

"Oh, this Wang family is really amazing. They made their fortunes by raising pigs, and they have occupied the position of the richest man in the county for decades. Now there is another Jinshi, and the scenery is infinite!" said some spectators.

"Eh? Second senior brother, this new county magistrate belongs to my Wang family?" The young man said in amazement, because he and the young people around him had an unusual aura, so the common people on the street did not dare to approach them.

The young man looked at the man in official robes riding on the tall horse, and suddenly realized something: "He looks a bit like you."

When the young man heard the words and took a closer look, he was really fair and delicate, and looked a bit easy to bully.

Wang Xiaopang became interested, and turned to ask a girl the name of the new county magistrate, and who was his ancestor, and when he was clear, he told the young man beside him: "My uncle is his grandpa! This boy is very close to me. That’s right! Another county magistrate has come out of my royal family!”

"Look at you, as if you are the county magistrate." The young man pampered the young man's head, and then accompanied the young man to eat, eat and stroll around the county, and finally came to a shrine.

This ancestral hall is the ancestral hall of the Wang family, and the names of Wang Xiaopang's parents are impressively written on the two most middle tablets.

When he came here, the young man couldn't help but wet his eyes, and knelt down heavily in front of the two memorial tablets.

"Father, mother, Xiaopang sees you here." It turns out that this young man is Wang Xiaopang. Two hundred years have passed, and his appearance has not changed at all, but he is now a remarkable transformation. God monk.

"Little Fatty is not filial, he is about to ascend to another world, and he will no longer be able to worship his parents. Xiaopang is here to kowtow to apologize to you." Wang Xiaopang respectfully kowtowed three times, and finally, Released the spirit devouring insects.

"Xiaomei, kowtow to grandpa and grandma." Wang Xiaopang patted the little doll's back, and the spirit devouring insects grew a bit, from the appearance of a two- or three-year-old to five or six.

When Han Lin crossed the catastrophe, the spirit-eating insects were originally swept up by Chaotian into the same spirit beast bottle for refuge, but when Han Lin was sucked away by the upper realm, Chaotian left with him, and the spirit-eating insects were rejected because they had no bond with Han Lin out.

"Hello, grandpa and grandma!" Although the spirit devourer is usually naughty, it is extremely intelligent and knows how to read the occasion, so it imitated Wang Xiaopang's example and kowtowed respectfully to the tablets of the two old people three times.

Wang Xiaopang lit the incense, presented tributes to his parents, and chattered a lot, until he left reluctantly when he came outside.

As soon as the new county magistrate who came to worship the ancestors entered the ancestral hall, he saw three incense sticks burning on the incense burner, and asked who came to worship?The gatekeepers all said that they didn't see anyone coming in and out, and they were in a trance for a while.

In the valley not far away, thick clouds began to accumulate.

"Heavenly Tribulation came just after paying homage to parents? It's good!" Wang Xiaopang stood on the mountain peak, his dark eyes filled with endless joy. He opened his arms and hugged the sky: " Master—! I—come—la—”

As if responding to his cry, a golden beam of light fell from the sky, and when the slender figure disappeared into the colorful auspicious light, the eyes of the young man in the distance turned red.

"Little Fatty, let's go."

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In the spiritual world, in the dark forest, a young man appeared out of thin air and fell heavily onto the grass.

Turning over neatly, Wang Xiaopang glanced at the dangerous environment around him, and then complained without hesitation: "My God, my God, why don't you choose a good place for me to land?"

"Why, do you think this place is bad?" A deep and indifferent voice sounded, and the young man who had just taken out the Ice Soul Protector Orb was shocked, and then turned his head in disbelief.

"Master..." Wang Xiaopang felt that his heart was going to explode, and the person who he thought about day and night was right in front of him, but he froze his body and forgot to move, his head became a mess.

It's the master...it doesn't exist in the head, it's the living master!

After finally reacting, Wang Xiaopang's first move was to leap forward and hug Han Lin.

Not wanting Han Lin to drink sharply:

"Your Majesty!"

Wang Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, so he looked left and right at Han Lin, the tall and handsome man was still the same as he remembered, and even his straight face was so familiar to him.

A little scared, but more joy, even being scolded made him tremble slightly with excitement.

Although some Zhang Er monks were puzzled, Wang Xiaopang knelt down obediently, and then looked up at Han Lin with his head raised, his dark eyes blinking.

I saw Han Lin conjure up an ice crystal ruler, slowly turning around Wang Xiaopang who was kneeling on the ground.

"Why did it take so long to come up?" Han Lin asked in a deep voice, "Are you always lazy and not practicing?"

"No, no..." When Wang Xiaopang saw that ice crystal ring ruler, his heart jumped wildly. He was often beaten by this thing when he was a child: "I practice hard every day..."

The pitiful voice was begging for mercy.

"Really?" Han Lin narrowed his eyes in disbelief, and patted his palm with a ruler in his hand.

Wang Xiaopang shrank his head: "I will be a little lazy when I go home to visit my parents...but only a little..."

"Oh? Are you being lazy?" Han Lin's tone became a little harsher, "Close your eyes, I will punish you!"

"Hmm..." Wang Xiaopang closed his eyes timidly. Although he was very happy to see Han Lin, he felt aggrieved to be punished right away, so his eyes and nose were red.

Is Master really going to beat him? But I also blame myself, it took twice as long as expected to ascend.

With self-blame, grievance, joy, and inexplicable excitement, Wang Xiaopang trembled and waited for Han Lin to hit him with a ruler.

Pushing up her little butt, but the pain didn't hit, but she suddenly felt her lips being gently kissed.

Wang Xiaopang was stunned.

"Little fool."

"..."

"Seeing that you are still so stupid, I am relieved."

"..."

"Hey? Why are you crying? Did it scare you?"

"You are so bad... woo..." He really thought he would be beaten.

"Yes, the deity is wrong, it's all right, don't cry, come, master hug."

"Hmm..." Tears turned into laughter.

The voice of the conversation came from the dense forest, there was a row of footprints on the ground, the gurgling water, the warm breeze, and the figures gradually drifted away...

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