ghost master

Lin Xiyuan went to find Master Shangshan of Wanshan Temple the next day, but Wang Xiaopang hid it in a small bottle, and Lin Xiyuan hid it in a hair crown.

As for Han Lin, of course it was in Wang Xiaopang's eyes.

Although the spirit beast bottle could completely cover Wang Xiaopang's breath of life, it also blocked Wang Xiaopang's sight and hearing. Staying in the spirit beast bottle, he could only feel the whole bottle shaking violently, and it was pitch black outside. He couldn't feel anything else.

"If you have nothing to do, let's practice." Han Lin's voice came from the depths of Wang Xiaopang's mind: "Don't just sit there stupidly."

Wang Xiaopang thought that he would soon see Han Lin's mourning, plus he was hiding in Lin Xiyuan's hair crown, he always had the illusion that he was doing something illegal, how could he be in this situation? Can you calm down and practice?

It is estimated that only people like Han Lin can enter the state of cultivation all the time. Wang Xiaopang believes that he can practice himself in a serious manner even in the middle of the downtown.

"Master, I talked with Second Senior Brother the day before yesterday about his liking for me." Wang Xiaopang, who didn't want to practice, chatted with Han Lin.

"Have you talked to him?" Han Lin frowned slightly: "What did he say?"

"Second senior brother said that he really likes me and wants to be with me." As soon as Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he saw Han Lin's face darken, and he continued quickly: "But second senior brother doesn't like me that way, he It’s just that it’s very easy to be with me, and it’s more like a good friend than a master and apprentice.”

Han Lin was silent, Wang Xiaopang sat cross-legged and looked at him, waiting for Han Lin to relax, but Han Lin said: "You are so stupid, you must have been deceived by him."

Wang Xiaopang immediately wanted to rush over and pound his fists on Han Lin's body.

"Second Senior Brother won't lie to me." Wang Xiaopang spoke to Han Yufei, not feeling that Han Yufei was lying to him: "On the contrary, Master, you have lied to me many times."

"That's why you are stupid." Han Lin said decisively, "I will judge this matter myself."

Seeing that Han Lin didn't believe him, Wang Xiaopang couldn't help being a little angry, so he closed his eyes and began to practice, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Han Lin naturally knew that Wang Xiaopang was sulking, but he wouldn't be at ease until he confirmed it himself.

Lin Xiyuan seemed to be in trouble, Wang Xiaopang and Han Lin stayed in the bottle for two full days before Lin Xiyuan released them.

As soon as Wang Xiaopang came out, he saw Aipo, he was taken aback for a moment, and then greeted him a little cautiously but very politely.

"Master Aipo." Wang Xiaopang stared at Aipo not far away, he thought Aipo would be bald, but he still had hair.

I'm a little disappointed... I couldn't see Master's bald head...

Han Lin, who appeared from Wang Xiaopang's left eye, glanced at Wang Xiaopang. If he hadn't got something to do right now, he would definitely go over and knock Wang Xiaopang on the head.

This is the highest floor of the Siwu Pagoda. The room is small, but very quiet. Aipo was standing by the window. He never looked back at them from the beginning to the end, even when Wang Xiaopang called him "Master". Also nothing happens.

Wang Xiaopang felt that Aipo's back exuded an extremely indifferent atmosphere, and that indifference made him not dare to approach, so he silently leaned towards Lin Xiyuan and asked Han Lin to talk to Aipo.

"I heard from Master Shangshan that you want to become a monk." Han Lin broke the slightly depressed silence: "Can you tell me why?"

Aipo turned his back to the three of them and did not speak. After a while, he said lightly: "I heard that Lin Xiyuan wanted to become a monk, so I decided to meet him. I didn't expect him to bring you in."

Wang Xiaopang looked up at Lin Xiyuan beside him, and saw him explaining with a smile: "I told the old monk that if Han Lin became a monk, I would also become a monk, which forced him to see me."

Suddenly, Wang Xiaopang looked at Aipo again, only to hear him continue: "I know you are the main soul, and I am a split soul, but I have my own will."

The meaning of Ai Po is very clear, he does not intend to integrate with Han Lin because of Han Lin's arrival.

"So your will is to become a family?" Han Lin frowned slightly.

"No, I just don't understand the meaning of my life." Aipi denied it, and sighed: "I have worked hard since I was sensible, and I haven't stopped for 400 years, but what have I gained? In the end It's just empty."

As Ai Po's voice fell, the air in the room became a little dull, and Han Lin also fell silent.

Seeing the silence, Lin Xiyuan quickly smiled and said, "How can it be said that it was nothing? Don't you think you have become a monk respected by everyone?"

"But that's not what I want." Aipao said: "I never cared about that reputation."

"Er..." Lin Xiyuan thought for a while, and then said: "That is to ascend to the spirit world."

"Ascension to the spirit world is indeed what I have always thought about, but..." the mournful tone sank: "Because every immortal cultivator dreams of ascension, I followed the trend, but after I died, I thought about it carefully , is that really my highest ideal?"

Tsk, what a hassle.It was the first time that Lin Xiyuan discovered that this friend of hers had such a mother-in-law side. Cultivation of immortality is to climb up, so why are there so many.

Han Lin who fell into silence said, "So you want to find out the meaning of cultivating immortals?"

Ai Po nodded: "Yes, if I don't figure out that I don't want to merge with you, even if I merge with you, I can't look forward again with my current state of mind."

Han Lin was silent again, and Lin Xiyuan paced back and forth in the room, holding a fan and thinking while watching Han Lin and Aipo. After a long time, he saw that Han Lin was silent for a long time, and he realized that even Han Lin himself couldn't say anything. The meaning of his penance has always been.

"I said, there is not so much hypocritical meaning. In my opinion, cultivating immortals is just two pictures, longevity and heaven and turning hands into clouds and hands into rain." Lin Xiyuan said in a straightforward manner: "Don't you want to live forever? Yes People want to live forever, but people want power."

Neither Han Lin nor Aipo spoke, and they didn't know whether they agreed with Lin Xiyuan's words or not, but Wang Xiaopang, who stayed quietly by the side, said hesitantly: "Uncle Lin, I don't think what you said is right. That's right..."

Lin Xiyuan looked over: "Oh? What do you think is wrong?"

"Generally speaking, everyone hopes to live forever, but if there is no one to accompany you, it is meaningless to live for so long." Wang Xiaopang expressed his opinion, but his voice was a little unsure: "It's like my family. My father was seriously ill once, and I saw my mother sitting next to my father crying, and said something that impressed me deeply, she said: 'Damn ghost, how would I live without you?', when I was a child , Hearing my mother say this, I also cried, and I was still thinking in my heart, if one day my parents are gone, then I will go with them too."

After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and then looked at Aipo: "As for cultivating immortals, I will talk too much... I didn't like it before, and I thought it was better to get fame than cultivating immortals, but Until now, I have gradually discovered the fun of it. I can smash rocks with one palm, I can leap three feet, and I can fly! If I hadn’t cultivated immortality, how could I feel these things? I don't really care."

After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he looked at Han Lin again, his dark eyes curled up: "Also, if it wasn't for cultivating immortals, how would I know Master? There are also Uncle Lin, Senior Brother Tian, ​​Second Senior Brother, etc. There are so many people! I am so happy to meet you all! If you can cultivate together and stay together forever, let alone a hundred years, even tens of thousands of years would not be enough for me!"

The more Wang Xiaopang talked, the happier he became, and he began to think infinitely: "If you want me to say, it's better for a group of us to live in a large courtyard. We can build a very beautiful and large practice room, and put more than a dozen people in it. A futon, surrounded by a group of people practicing, no matter whether you open your eyes or close your eyes, you are surrounded by people you like, if you are tired from practicing, we can go to the tea room to drink tea, crack sunflower seeds, chat, and I can cook a big pot of rice for you! "

Lin Xiyuan was amused by Wang Xiaopang: "Big pot of rice? Can you cook?"

"I will!" Wang Xiaopang immediately puffed up his chest: "I am serious about learning how to cook!"

"If you don't practice well and want to learn how to cook, you'll have some shame." Han Lin couldn't help but say something.

Seeing that Han Lin had scolded him, Wang Xiaopang shut his mouth embarrassingly. Fortunately, Han Lin didn't continue talking about him, but turned his head to look at Aipo.

"This is my new apprentice, what do you think?" Han Lin asked Ai Po, his expression no longer heavy, and even relaxed.

Ashamed to say, he is more than 400 years older than Wang Xiaopang, but he is not as thorough in seeing certain things as he is.

Perhaps it was because Wang Xiaopang was innocent that he could see the essence of the matter so easily.

When Wang Xiaopang heard Han Lin asking Aipo like this, he immediately became nervous, for fear that Aipo didn't like him.

Although the Xi Po and E Po that he has encountered so far are still recognized by him, but Wang Xiaopang still inevitably falls into worry.

Aipo still turned his back to everyone, he was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "That's right."

Wang Xiaopang's heart suddenly fell when he mentioned it, and at the same time he lowered his head and smiled a little shyly.

Han Lin asked again: "So do you now understand the meaning of our cultivation of immortals?"

Aipo turned around, his deep eyes looked at Lin Xiyuan, and then fell on Wang Xiaopang, then smiled slightly: "I understand."

It was his short-sightedness. All along, the meaning of his hard work in cultivating immortals was not to climb the peak, but the scenery he saw and the people he met on the way to the peak.

However, he fell into pessimism because of his own death.Ai Po laughed at himself, then looked at Han Lin: "We are dead now, what are you going to do next?"

Han Lin's eyes flashed: "I want to be resurrected!"

"Resurrection?" Aipo seemed a little surprised, and then asked: "Why resurrection?"

"In order to ask Han Yang for an answer!" Han Lin's face stern again: "If I don't figure it out, it will be my heart attack in the future."

"Indeed, I was killed by my best brother. As Aipo, I have been troubled by this matter for a long time." Aipo agreed with Han Lin's decision, but continued to ask: "But you don't need to be resurrected to ask Han Yang for an answer. , Even revenge can be done with the body of a ghost, but your determination to resurrect is very firm, which surprised me, can you tell me why?"

Han Lin was stunned. Indeed, if he just asked Han Yang for an answer or revenge, resurrection was not necessary, but he wanted to be resurrected from the bottom of his heart.

Did he want to cultivate immortals again? No, to be honest, his enthusiasm for cultivating immortals diminished a lot after his death.

Fulfilling the long-cherished wish before death to ascend to the spirit world? But becoming a ghost cultivator can also ascend to the spirit world.

So why did he want to be resurrected so much? Han Lin was in a daze. He felt that he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember what it was until...

A clear youthful voice interrupted his thoughts.

Han Lin lowered his head, only to see Wang Xiaopang looked up at him worriedly: "Master?"

This kid is also worried about himself now, obviously when we first met, he was so afraid that he would pee his pants.Han Lin smiled, couldn't help reaching out to touch Wang Xiaopang's head, and the moment his hand touched Wang Xiaopang, he woke up.

Why does he want to be resurrected?

Because he wanted to touch this cute boy for real, and then buy him his favorite candy.