I practice ruthless way

Medicine Valley.

Beside the window of the small courtyard near the lake, a rocking chair swayed gently, and the sunlight of the hot summer swirled and sprinkled lightly, illuminating the appearance of the person in the chair.

She was dressed in black clothes, her silver hair was scattered like frost, and her long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing dissatisfaction.He opened the mouth and said: "Your words are not rigorous. Am I misplaced? Not at all, I just don't adapt well to my soul and body!"

This person was Yan Wushu—Yan Wushu who had been lying in this rocking chair for about three years.

Bie Beilou was sitting in a wheelchair obliquely in front of the rocking chair. His eyes were covered with white satin, his white hair was tied up high, and a thin blanket was draped over his lap. After sending it away, he said:

"Before a person was born, the soul and body coexisted and coexisted. The two came to the world from the mother's womb and grew up together. There would be no incompatibility at all. If I tell the truth, Xiao Man will immediately notice To the clue."

There was a slight pause in the speech, and after a while, he asked: "Don't you want him to see your current appearance?"

Right now, Yan Wushu can't move his limbs or torso, only his face can make some expressions.He raised his eyes to show displeasure.

Having said that, it is also true, but if Xiao Man finds out that he is the one who needs to use Yuexiafeng, it will be really embarrassing and embarrassing!

The disease of mind and soul dislocation, to put it bluntly, is the kind of idiot, mentally retarded, who will only sit at the door of the house, grin and gnaw chicken legs, and giggle while laughing!

Bie Beilou turned a deaf ear to his gaze, put the pen and ink on the table neatly, and said indifferently: "Actually, you can change a way to regain your body before your spirit and soul are fully integrated with this body."

"Just like how you helped Fu Zhulu reshape his body back then, find an egg that didn't die but didn't give birth to a soul, live in it, wait for a while, and hatch again."

Yan Wushu stared, more dissatisfied: "He even told you about this?"

"I don't mind spending some effort to help you find a phoenix egg." Bie Beilou continued his proposal, "In this way, you can also tell Xiao Man that the Phoenix family has a new blood, and he will not refuse to give it to him." You carry it by your side."

"He wouldn't incubate the eggs himself, at most he would throw them to Qu Hanxing, Rong Yuan, or even Fu Zhu." Yan Wuwen said expressionlessly.

Bie Beilou thought for a while, and said seriously: "Even if that is the case, it will be much faster than using Yuexiafeng to repair the discomfort between the soul and the body."

Yan Wushu's eyes almost rolled to the back of his head: "Then I will become their son!"

Bie Beilou looked at Yan Wushu with strange eyes: "Your way of thinking seems to be different from ordinary people. In many cases, chicken farmers will also help the hen hatch chicks, but do they treat the chicks as their sons?"

Chicken breeders naturally don't regard chickens as their sons, because chickens are a tool they use to make money.

Yan Wushu didn't answer, Qu Hanxing and Rong Yuan were his apprentices, and Fu Zhu was his "son", if he turned into an egg and let them take him with him, wouldn't it be embarrassing.

Taking a step back, even if Xiao Man agrees to incubate this so-called "descendant of the Phoenix Clan", the day he breaks out of his shell may be the time when Xiao Man pokes him out with a sword.

So anyway, he disagrees with this practice!

Seeing his determination, Bie Beilou shook his head and sighed.

Yan Wushu raised his eyes to look at the sky beyond the eaves, when the first bird flew by, he suddenly asked: "Did you not do this back then?"

These words are a bit out of date, but Bie Beilou knew when he was talking about that year, and replied: "I am afraid of failure, and I have made sufficient preparations before the ascension, and one of them is a body and soul." A perfectly fitted body."

Yan Wushu "tsk".

Some people have been prepared for a long time, but others are an accident, a sudden.

That year, Yan Wushu killed Shi Tian in exchange for his life, thinking that he would pass away and reincarnate, but he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes, his whole body became a floating wisp of soul, and his location was so strange. Coincidentally, it is near Medicine Valley.

The Yaogu disciples who were collecting medicine in that area found him, thinking that what he encountered was a ghost, his face turned pale with fright, and he ran back to the sect to report.

Not long after, Yaogu's "ghost-killing team" arrived.

And then what, Yan Wushu is not very willing to recall.All in all, it was the accident that day that made him meet Biebeilou again, and with the help of Biebeilou, he molded a body.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving first, and I'll see you next time." Bie Beilou shook his wheelchair towards the door.

Yan Wushu was lying on the rocking chair, and said quietly, "Walk slowly."

But Yan Wushu didn't wait until the next time BIE came to the North Tower. That night, he fell into a deep sleep - in the past few years, he has slept like this for most of the days, and the total time of waking up is less than a day. It was a coincidence to witness Bie Beilou writing a letter to Xiao Man this time.

The climate of Medicine Valley is excellent, the four seasons are like spring, and it is mild and pleasant even in the twelfth lunar month of winter.But this year's heavy snow season, the sky is full of snow.

The disciples who lived here for a long time were surprised and delighted, and ran out one after another to watch the snow and have fun.

On the same day, Xiao Man asked An Pavilion to send the found Yue Xiafeng to Medicine Valley.Bie Beilou immediately administered medicine to Yan Wushu. On the way, Yan Wushu woke up for a longer time than the last time. After asking Xiao Man's recent situation and commenting on Bie Beilou's healing techniques, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

There was a lot of fine snow outside the window, and the wind blew across the lake, creating large ripples.

Yan Wushu slept for a long time.

Spring comes and spring goes, flowers wither and bloom again, and when I wake up, it is another summer afternoon.The little drug boy who took care of him hurriedly went to find the North Tower.When people arrived, as usual, they first asked Xiao Man how he was doing recently, and then asked about the current year and month.

Bie Beilou checked Yan Wushu's pulse, and said: "Yue Xiafeng has adjusted your body to the most suitable state, which is completely compatible with your soul."

Yan Wushu said "Thank you" and tried to move, but found that raising and lowering his fingers was his limit.

This is the so-called perfect fit?The corners of Yan Wushu's eyes twitched slightly: "Sage Jiang, how long will I be able to move freely?"

Bie Beilou didn't answer immediately, after three or four minutes, he turned his head to the window and said, "Maybe it's a year, maybe it's ten years, maybe it's a lifetime."

There is a lot of emotion in the tone.

Yan Wushu: "..."

"Senior brother is joking with you." Jiang Biezhao, who was standing behind Bie Beilou, covered his face with a smile, "Wait for another day or two, and Lord Ling Guang will be back to how he was before."

Yan Wushu dragged his tune and said "oh".

Yan Wushu's expression was very stinky, Bie Beilou smiled when he saw it, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said slowly: "In a few days, Tianrong Haise will auction off a magic weapon that can awaken the sleeping soul, Qu Hanxing needs it very much, But when others are returning home, Xiao Man will go for him."

"Okay." Yan Wushu replied, and then made a plan in his mind.

Time flies, five days later, in the southeast of Xuantian Continent, Guanshi City.The largest auction house in the world, Tianrong Haise, is located here. The city faces the Fuxian Sea, and it is very hot in summer.

But it can't disturb the practitioners with advanced realm.

Yan Wushu was dressed in light clothes, his silver hair was tied up casually, and Shi Shi ran into the city.He held back his breath, wandered slowly in the city, and at the same time released his consciousness, looking for Xiao Man.

The scorching sun was shining brightly, except for the bright sunlight on the bluestone road, there were few people to be seen. In the shops opened by the roadside, the peddlers all sneaked off to sleep.

Yan Wushu measured the roads of the city with his feet, and when he turned the corner, he suddenly saw a child walking towards him.

The child in white, with clogs on his feet, black as sandalwood, looks beautiful, but has a very cold temperament.

——At first glance, it was like seeing Xiao Man when he was a child.

Yan Wushu had such a thought in his heart, he was startled, and was about to wave it away, but found that the child's breath was unusual.

He has the familiar cold fragrance of Yan Wushu, not only that, but also the aura of Feng clan.The former is contaminated, while the latter is in the blood—phoenix blood, but it is not pure, and at least half of it belongs to the human race.

The offspring of the human race and the Feng clan, Xiao Man's usual fragrance.Such a feature made Yan Wushu explode, and the alarm bell rang in his mind.

Unaware of him, the child walked into a painting and calligraphy shop, bought a lot of paints and samples for copying, and then turned back.

Yan Wushu followed the child, watching him step on another street, walk to a mansion with a barrier, and open the door to enter.

He immediately jumped onto the wall of the opposite house, turned around, and saw blue walls and black tiles. Under the corridor in the courtyard, a man in plain white was sitting cross-legged, holding a scroll and looking down.

It's Xiao Man.

There is no change in his appearance, ice and snow cut clothes for his bone style, no painter in the world can draw the elegance of his brows and eyes.

At this moment, Yan Wushu almost kicked a tile off his feet.

Xiao Man seemed to have noticed something, and when he looked up, he immediately froze and did not dare to move.

Yan Wushu's concealment technique was invincible at the time, Xiao Man glanced at it for a few times, but found nothing wrong with it, so he lowered his eyes and continued to read the book.Yan Wushu stared at Xiao Man closely, and moved forward slowly.

The distance of several zhang was shortened by an inch, Yan Wushu still wanted to get closer, but at this moment, the child with phoenix blood on his body came across to Xiao Man.

The two had a few words.

The barrier outside this mansion is quite powerful, even Yan Wushu couldn't hear their voices clearly.The child turned his back to Yan Wushu, he could only infer what the two said from Xiao Man's mouth shape.

——Xiao Man was answering the child's doubts about cultivation, and he explained it in great detail.

Then the child nodded, walked to Xiao Man's side, lifted his clothes and sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated - the movement was very similar to Xiao Man, there was no deliberate element in it, quite natural.

Yan Wushu's eyes seemed to be stabbed, and he shrank suddenly.

If you just look at the child's eyebrows and eyes, he is only half like Xiao Man, but when the two sit side by side, with the same posture and the same expression, it is as if they were carved out of the same mold.

Xiao Man is not easy to be a teacher, and he will not accept anyone because of his good bones. Back then, Shi Tian Fen Hun didn't get much attention in front of him.

Looking at this guy again, he is about eight or nine years old. After calculation, it is almost the same time as when he left.The child's body was dripping with phoenix blood, so it must be... Xiao Man's son?

The feeling in Yan Wushu's heart is indescribable.

Xiao Man had a child with someone else.

Another woman gave birth to Xiao Man's child!

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Yan Wushu stared, unable to restrain himself, he broke a flower branch sticking out of the wall.

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