ghost master

Wang Xiaopang didn't expect Han Lin to come back so soon. It was rare for Han Lin to leave his side. He thought he would go for a day anyway, so he made a plan. Shichen's comic book, and then pretending to be in a daze to practice and wait for Han Lin to come back, but the plan can't keep up with the changes.

Thinking of Han Lin warning him before leaving that he would skin him if he dared to be lazy, Wang Xiaopang shuddered and quickly hid in Tian Zixuan's arms.

"Master! Let's talk if we have something to say! My father said that a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, and those who do it are rough people!" Wang Xiaopang was afraid that Han Lin would cut him, so he desperately burrowed into Tian Zixuan's arms, wishing to become The little baby was curled up in his arms.

Seeing Wang Xiaopang's expression suddenly changed, Tian Zixuan knew that Xue Zun had returned, and he was probably angry with Wang Xiaopang, so he sat there without saying a word, without raising his hand to protect Wang Xiaopang.

Han Lin stared at Wang Xiaopang with a gloomy expression, and said in a stern tone, "Come here!"

Wang Xiaopang was terrified of being drunk by him, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he nestled in Tian Zixuan's arms for a while, and asked Han Lin cautiously, "Are you hitting me?"

Han Lin was already very angry, but now seeing Wang Xiaopang hiding in the man's arms like a little girl, he couldn't help but turn a little fierce: "Come here!"

Wang Xiaopang was about to cry: "You want to beat me...I won't go..."

Han Lin was too lazy to talk to Wang Xiaopang, he floated over and grabbed Wang Xiaopang's ear, yelled Wang Xiaopang in pain, and forced him out of Tian Zixuan's arms.

"Master, wow - I was wrong! I was wrong! Be gentle! My ears are about to fall off!"

Tian Zixuan sat there watching Wang Xiaopang walk away sideways with a blushing face full of pain and fear, because he couldn't see Han Lin, so Wang Xiaopang's movement of being pulled by his ears seemed to him It's kind of weird.

When Wang Xiaopang went out, Tian Zixuan closed the door with a wave of his hand, cleaned up the watermelons on the ground, and sat down on the bed calmly.

Wang Xiaopang has already reached the fifth level of qi refining stage, but he has only cultivated to the sixth level after cultivating immortality three years earlier than him, so he has to work harder to cultivate.

Tian Zixuan took out the Juling Bead from his sleeve, thinking of Han Yang's upright and handsome face, and his expectations for himself, he couldn't help but smile, and held the bead tightly.

It was the first time he met someone who was kind to him unconditionally.

This Wu Tian Zixuan started to practice, and that Wu Wang Xiaopang took off his pants and was lying on Han Lin's lap and being beaten.

"Why are you disobedient!" Han Lin's big hand fell on Wang Xiaopang's tender buttocks again and again: "You are so lazy? You are lazy when I am not around? Can you be a monk?!"

Wang Xiaopang cried on Han Lin's lap, "I just want to eat a watermelon..."

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat……"

"It's delicious!" Han Lin slapped Wang Xiaopang's buttocks again. He was very angry and hated that iron could not be made into steel. Wang Xiaopang picked him up from his lap, and ordered sharply: "Use the healing technique to heal your butt, practice! There will be no rest days this month!"

Wang Xiaopang healed his butt while crying, and looked at Han Lin with tears in his eyes from time to time, daring to speak out.

This is the last piece of talisman left, and he doesn't know how many times he will be spanked by Han Lin in the future. Wang Xiaopang only thinks that the future is as dark as a preserved egg, but at a young age, he feels that life is so difficult.

I really want to go home...

Wang Xiaopang began to practice with a bitter face, because Han Rin gave him a hard lesson for two days in a row, so he became very obedient in the following days, he would do whatever Han Rin asked him to do, even responding to Han Rin's sudden attack He has become much sharper. Although nine out of ten times he cannot dodge, the skill of dodging attacks is indeed slowly improving.

During this period, a small incident happened in the sect, that is, Han Xingshan disappeared for no reason, because he was quite an accomplished alchemist, so the sect sent people out to search, but there was no result, so he was pronounced dead.

Generally speaking, the world of cultivating immortals is peaceful, but every year there will be large and small disputes between monks and monks. There are many monks who suddenly disappear like this, so the Snow Sky Sect will not spend a lot of trouble for a disciple in the foundation period. It's good if you can find it, and forget it if you can't find it, but Wang Xiaopang sighed when he found out, and went down the mountain on the rest day to buy some paper money and sacrifices for Han Xingshan, and then took Tian Zixuan together in the yard. Worship.

Tian Zixuan felt a little depressed, but he still squatted in the yard with Wang Xiaopang to burn paper money for Han Xingshan, and then asked Wang Xiaopang in a puzzled way: "You are not close to Master Xingshan, why do you pay homage to him?"

"Anyway, he is someone I know, and he is very kind to me." Wang Xiaopang said as a matter of course.

Tian Zixuan couldn't help staring at Wang Xiaopang, thinking that he was helpless in this world of cultivating immortals, and if something happened to him one day, he would probably be abandoned by the sect like Han Xingshan, feeling a little lonely in his heart, so he asked Wang Xiaopang Fatty: "If I die, will you burn paper money for me?"

Wang Xiaopang pouted at him unhappily: "Don't say such unlucky words! Senior Brother Ruotian, I will cry to death if something happens to you!"

Wang Xiaopang blushed slightly after finishing speaking, and said shyly to Tian Zixuan: "I am an only child, and I never knew what it was like to have brothers and sisters, but after I met Senior Brother Tian, ​​I understood."

Wang Xiaopang said sincerely, he was sent to this Snow Heaven Sect by Li Daoren when he was only ten years old, every time he was at a loss, every time he was lonely, he could only find Tian Zixuan who lived in the same courtyard, plus two Everyone comes from the mortal world, and they have the intimacy of fellow countrymen and foreign lands in their hearts, so they rely on Tian Zixuan like family members.

Tian Zixuan's heart suddenly felt a little warmed by his confession. Originally, it was because of Han Yang's "teaching" that he decided to make friends with Wang Xiaopang again, but now he really wants to have a deep friendship with him.

Han Linpiao watched Wang Xiaopang burn the paper money, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

Han Xingshan often came to look for Tian Zixuan, and the time of his disappearance coincided with the time when Han Yang broke into Wang Xiaopang's house privately. Could there be any connection?

Han Lin couldn't help but looked at Tian Zixuan, and saw that the young man's face was flickering bright and dark under the light of the fire, without a trace of sentimentality on his face, but his eyes became softer when he looked at Wang Xiaopang.

He must have been worrying too much.Han Lin put aside the doubts in his head, and then called Wang Xiaopang: "Go back to the house to practice after worshiping."

"Oh." Wang Xiaopang responded obediently.

While Han Lin continued to train Wang Xiaopang severely, the results of Han Yaoguang's investigation of Han Yang came out.

"The monk who secretly visited Elder Han Yang that day was the real Xuanshi from the Xuanshi Palace. He met Elder Han Yang in an ancient tomb a hundred years ago. It seems that they helped each other in the ancient tomb, so they established a good relationship. Because The two know that the Immortal Alliance and the Demonic Dao have been incompatible since ancient times, so they have been working together in private." The monk who was ordered to investigate reported to Han Yaoguang, and then asked him: "Should Elder Han Yang be severed from the real Xuanshi?"

Han Yaoguang stroked his long gray beard and thought for a while, then shook his head: "No need, although the real Xuanshi is a member of the devil, but he only likes to deal with corpses on weekdays, he is not a heinous person, if Han Yang and him It’s just that we don’t know about ordinary friends, and there are many people in the Xianmeng who know people from the Demonic Dao in private.”

"Yes." The monk who formed the alchemy withdrew, but went to Han Yang's cave a few days later.

"Young master, Han Yaoguang has already fooled the past." Brother Jiedan said to Han Yang.

"He didn't suspect anything, did he?" Han Yang asked while sitting on a large stone chair. This alchemy cultivator was the first group of people who followed him into the Snow Heaven Sect. Because he was a teacher of Han Yaoguang, he won Han Yaoguang's trust.

Now one-tenth of the Xue Tianzong's top management is their Fiend Blood Sect members, and they are assigned to various departments. Although it is only one-tenth, one internal response in a single department is enough.

In the past 400 years, it is not that no one has discovered something strange, but he has dealt with it secretly. It is thanks to Han Yaoguang and Han Lin who are both ascetics and do not like to manage the affairs of the sect, so they can avoid their eyes and ears again and again .

"Young master, don't worry, Han Yaoguang believes me very much." The monk who formed the alchemy said, and finally added: "It's just that the young master doesn't call people from this sect at will. Han Yaoguang can detect it once and then the second time." Second-rate."

"I have a sense of propriety." Han Yang waved his hand to signal the alchemy cultivator to retreat, and then went to find Tian Zixuan the next day, while Wang Xiaopang was going to have breakfast.

"You keep these elixirs." Han Yang handed a storage bag to Tian Zixuan, which was full of hundreds of bottles of elixirs suitable for cultivators in the Qi refining period to improve their cultivation.

Tian Zixuan was frightened, but he saw that Han Yang gave it casually, and thought that he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and these pills were nothing to him, so he took them.

"...how is your cultivation..."

"Back to the master... has already broken through the seventh floor..."

"... Wang Xiaopang..."

"...the fifth floor...Xue Zun taught him a technique to hide his cultivation..."

"...From now on, on the fifteenth day of every month, you come...to find me..."

"Yes... yes... thank you, master..."

There were whispers in the room, and when Wang Xiaopang and Han Lin came back from the cafeteria, Tian Zixuan sat quietly on the bed and practiced cross-legged again.

The days passed peacefully, so peaceful that it made Han Lin feel abnormal. However, he went to ask Han Yaoguang, and everything in the sect was fine. As Fatty looks forward to every day, the Spring Festival in the mortal world is coming.