I practice ruthless way

The Buddhist altar was brought back by Lin Wu, and he also said that the entrustment of the people of the Zen sect before death was what he said. Gushan didn't ask him for a certificate, and Lin Wu never gave it.

Xiao Man is not qualified to ask Lin Wu anything. With his current level of cultivation, he can't even track down the matter. If he talks more, he will be suspected of provoking, and he doesn't want to talk more with Yan Wushu. :

"This is the matter of Gushan."

After speaking, he raised his eyelids and cast a glance at Yan Wushu.

This night the stars were shining brightly, and there were lights shining on them, making the eyes extremely pale and extremely beautiful, a layer of clear light appeared on the pitch-black eyes, like glass beads that had just been washed with water.

Yan Wushu looked at Xiao Man, read the meaning in his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand under his chin, and said quietly: "Are you driving me away?"

"I have my own things to do." Xiao Man's tone was neither salty nor weak.

"I won't hinder you." Yan Wushu said.He looked at Xiao Man in this posture for a while, Xiao Man first pursed his lower lip, then stared at him with wide eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Wushu got up and said in a drawn-out tone, "Okay, I'll go."

Yan Wushu played with the folding fan and walked out, but he stopped after less than three steps, turned around and looked at Xiao Man: "There is one more thing."

The latter didn't lift his eyes: "Say it."

Yan Wushu smiled: "I estimate that in two days, Bai Huafeng will organize your group of disciples to go out to practice in the mountains."

Xiao Man's eyelashes trembled, his expression was surprised and curious, he hesitated several times, but he still couldn't help asking: "How long have you practiced?"

"Not long, about half a month to [-] days."

Hearing this, Xiao Man showed obvious disappointment on his face: "This kind of experience is too short."

"It's actually a small task before the sword test meeting, not a real experience." Yan Wushu explained with a low smile, "there are many tasks and types, but not one person. According to Bai Huafeng's request, you and fellow practitioners are free to form a team , Each team sends people to draw lots and work together to complete the task of receiving."

Xiao Man thought it's no wonder the time was so short, but after thinking about it, he felt strange, when did Yan Wushu become so clear about Bai Huafeng's affairs?

Thinking of this, Xiao Man couldn't help but look at Yan Wushu.

"To tell you the truth, I am one of the leaders this time." Yan Wushu guessed Xiao Man's thoughts, leaned to the side, leaned his upper body against the tree trunk, and said slowly.

Xiao Man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You are not a teacher."

Yan Wushu snorted and said, "The missions are scattered all over the place, and there are only a few Bai Huafeng's tutors in total? How can I take care of everyone."

Xiao Man didn't believe it, straightened his sleeves, and stared closely at Yan Wushu with scrutiny: "Although there are few teachers on Baihua Peak, all the peaks have elders, deacons, and disciples who are not low in level. They can take care of all of them if they are transferred from each peak. Low-level disciple."

"And you are the peak master of one of the twelve peaks, the youngest Taixuan Shangjing in Gushan, with an extraordinary status, how can you assign these trivial matters to you?"

While talking, Xiao Man realized a certain possibility, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked a little nervous: "Is there any problem with this experience, or is there a hidden danger?"

After hearing Xiao Man's words, Yan Wushu tapped his palm persistently with his folding fan, and asked with his eyebrows bent: "Are you praising me?"

Xiao Man: "..."

The wind and the horse are irrelevant.

He glared at Yan Wushu again: "It's just the truth."

Yan Wushu looked disappointed, shook his head and sighed, and explained the reason to Xiao Man: "There is no problem or hidden danger, because I have something to go to Shenjing, and one of the missions happened to be nearby, so I took care of it. Besides The role of the team leader is just to monitor you, we will not intervene in the mission, let alone ask for help, unless the situation is extremely dangerous."

Xiao Man said "So that's the case", and soon thought, since it was a lottery, wouldn't it be possible to draw Yan Wushu?

At this moment, Yan Wushu said again: "If you are lucky, maybe you can get me."

That's called bad luck.Xiao Man said in his heart expressionlessly.

After Yan Wushu left, Xiao Man got up and went back to the house, and lit the lamp with a snap of his fingers.

Putting aside the task for now, he took out the wooden box that Yan Wushu had given him earlier, opened it, and found dozens of soul grasses inside.

This is a spiritual plant specially used to feed the soul body, and it is extremely difficult to plant and maintain.Almost no one raises souls in Gushan, and the spiritual fields never grow them. It took a lot of effort for Yan Wushu to gather such a number.

Xiao Man counted the quantity carefully and released the Fuzhu deer from the Buddhist beads.

The dim light swept across the room, and the deer's soul fell into the center.It had returned to its original size, and with the pair of horns on top of its head, it was about one person tall.Seeing Xiao Man, he flicked his tail happily and walked over.

As Yan Wushu said, after the demonic nature of Fuzhu's body was removed, he could not survive with spiritual power alone. Compared with three days ago, the light emitted by it was much dimmer, and its color became more transparent.

Xiao Man quickly handed out a soul grass: "Here you are."

"Gu." Fu Zhu's eyes lit up.

"Eat quickly." Xiao Man said warmly.

This is a high-quality soul grass. It is a small plant in the hand, and it becomes very large after being sent out. It looks like a spider plant, but there are no flowers in the leaves. After eating such a plant, it can last for four or five days.

The deer grazing with their heads down.The soul body does not make a sound when eating, it absorbs the power attached to the soul grass into the body through some means.

Xiao Man walked around it slowly.Its fur is not good, perhaps because it was refined into a demon back then, or it was destroyed by a seal.Xiao Man stared at it for a long time, worried that its hair would not grow back. After all, it was a soul body. Without a physical body, it seemed impossible to grow back.

The room was silent, Xiao Man walked to the window, admired the starlight falling on the ground for a while, and said, "Fuzhu is your clan name, just like foxes, cats and dogs, it can be used as a pronoun, but not a name."

Although Fu Zhu couldn't speak human words, he was born wise and fluent in human language. When he heard Xiao Man's words, he gave a "goo" in agreement, and there was a little expectation in his eyes.

Xiao Man turned his head to look at its bald fur. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "A bald. I'll call you a bald."

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Fu Zhulu felt that the name was very bad, his eyes became panicked, he didn't eat the soul grass, he came to Xiao Man, hugged his hand with his front hooves, rubbed his head against his body one after another, and begged for another one flatteringly. name.

But it is a soul body, except for a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, Xiao Man didn't feel anything.Not only that, but the pair of antlers went straight through him.

"This is to encourage you to grow the fur as soon as possible." Xiao Man looked at its bare back and said earnestly, "Go back quickly and eat some more."

Fuzhu came back disappointed, Xiao Man was amused by the expression on Lu's face.

Outside the window, the evening wind blows, bringing the fragrance of flowers, and the stars hang on the sky, like a long river.

Xiao Man took off the beads on his wrist and slowly twisted them one by one.

There are one hundred and eight Buddhist beads. Usually, Xiao Man will not stop until he completes a circle, but this time, his fingers suddenly stopped.

He frowned, as if he didn't believe what he saw. After staring at it for a while, he took the buddha beads in front of his eyes and took a closer look under the starlight—but he saw that there was something wrong with the bodhi beads pinched by his index finger and thumb. There was a trace of blood.

Chaoyu Building is always lively before classes begin. Some people ask fellow practitioners to borrow their homework notes from the previous day, some laugh and tell interesting stories they heard last night, and some people are eating breakfast brought from Wugu Tower. The last three rows caused people to frown.

Xiao Man sat in the second-to-last row by the window, far away from the people who had breakfast, so he was not affected.

This is the third day of returning to Bai Huafeng to attend classes after Xiao Man's realm was elevated to the Baoxu Upper Realm.

Wei Chuyun sat beside him, flipping through the books of this subject, preparing for class.Mo Juntian went to help the teacher organize things, but he didn't arrive at Chaoyu Tower.Qu Hanxing took out a stack of story books from Qiankun Ring and put them on the desk of the person in front of him.

"Brother Man, Brother Wei, I heard yesterday that you have lived for more than ten years and have never read a script. I dug out these overnight, and they are all well received."

These days, Qu Hanxing found a folding fan, held it in front of his chest and kept fanning it. When he said something important, he raised his hand and brushed his forehead hair, closed the folding fan and pointed forward, "The story book is an indispensable part of life." without it, I don’t know how lonely it would be to build a long road..."

Sooner or later, a Taoist in green clothes appeared in the Chaoyu Tower, the wind lifted his wide sleeves, passed by Qu Hanxing, and covered his head with a swipe.

Qu Hanxing was only in the middle of his sentence, and when he was interrupted in such a way, he immediately became angry. He pushed off the robe on his head, grabbed the folding fan and stared at the person.

"Feng, Peak Lord, why is it you..." Qu Hanxing smiled, and hurriedly put away the notebook on the table, pretending to be respectful.

"Why, it can't be me?" Ji Wuji, the master of Baihua Peak, stared and said.

It was quiet in Chaoyu Building.

Ji Wuji walked to the front of Chaoyu Tower, turned to face the crowd, glanced around, and said, "I'm here to announce something."

The peak masters of Gushan are all in the Taixuan realm.All the people present were young people who had just entered the Taoist sect and were still struggling in the lowest realm of embracing the void. They did not dare to smile in front of the powers of this realm. Han Xing was also silent, shutting his mouth and waiting for the next sentence.

"About going down the mountain to practice." Ji Wuji continued.

As soon as the words fell, the young disciples who had been cultivating on the mountain for nearly three years all showed joy.They had heard from their senior brothers and sisters earlier that there would be an outing experience before the sword test meeting.

When Ji Wuji talked about the specific arrangement, when he asked to form a team to complete the task together, there were whispers in the building.Xiao Man heard Yan Wushu say it a few days ago, and his expression was indifferent.

Qu Hanxing stretched out his fingers and poked Xiao Man's back, then poked Wei Chuyun, and when they both turned around, he pointed to the empty seat beside him.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, Xiao Man nodded, agreeing very much.

After Ji Wuji finished speaking, he set aside time for the disciples to talk, and when it was almost done, he waved his sleeves and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask them now."

Immediately someone asked: "Can I go to the secret realm?"

Ji Wuji: "If you're lucky, you might be able to encounter a secret realm."

"When will the task be drawn by lot?"

"Now."

After saying that, Ji Wuji raised his hand, and a tripod made of sapphire appeared in front of him. The spiritual power and brilliance of the tripod's mouth flowed, ethereal and faint, and a scroll could be vaguely seen floating in it.

Think of it as a task.

There was an uproar.

The next moment, all the disciples got up in a hurry, looking for someone to form a team.The Chaoyu Building is very lively.

When Mo Juntian arrived, Qu Hanxing hurriedly told about his experience.After listening, Mo Juntian said solemnly: "Since it has been agreed that we will form a team of four, let's go to the Peak Master to draw lots."

"Who's going?" Qu Hanxing was gearing up, looking forward to it.

Xiao Man looked at him: "It's just you."

Wei Chuyun nodded: "Agreed."

Qu Hanxing looked at Mo Juntian.

"Go, get a good one." Mo Juntian patted Qu Hanxing on the shoulder, entrusting him with a heavy responsibility.

"Okay." Qu Hanxing got up happily, played with his forehead hair with a folding fan, and said, "I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

Qu Hanxing strode up to Ji Wuji, and bowed to him: "Mo Juntian, Xiao Man, Wei Chuyun, and I, Qu Hanxing, we form a team of four, and I will draw lots on behalf of our team."

When the voice fell to the ground, a golden light flashed on the mouth of the tripod.

"Please." Ji Wuji gestured.

Qu Hanxing reached into the cauldron and held one of the scrolls,

"Choose?" Ji Wuji asked.

Qu Hanxing shook his head and changed one.

As far as the appearance is concerned, there is no difference between the scrolls, but Qu Hanxing is like picking Chinese cabbage in the vegetable market, picking and choosing.He changed a dozen or so in a row, and finally pinched one of them and said, "That's it."

As soon as the words fell, the names of the four of them appeared on the scroll.

Qu Hanxing took it out and opened it in no hurry.

He solemnly held the scroll and returned to his position, took a deep breath, and said to the other three: "Come on, let's see what task we got!"

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Qu Hanxing: Now is the moment to witness the miracle, I will be the Emperor!