Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Rong Xin was taken to a small building by Wen Fengyin, "Young Master Wen, does your leader really not remember the past?"

Wen Fengyin nodded, "The memories after he was young were all sealed up, and he couldn't even remember Li Fu and Xiao Wu when he left the customs."

Rong Xin said disappointedly, "But the big formation is about to be completed, he said that he will prepare a thousand small paper symbols for him before the evening, how can I make it in time?"

Wen Fengyin shook his head and smiled wryly, "The leader is just looking for a step to go down. In fact, I sent him a letter a few days ago. He already knew about the formation of evil spirits. That’s why I’m waiting for you in Miyin Pavilion.”

Rong Xin said in disbelief, "Then is he trying to punish me?"

Unexpectedly, in the past, he chased people to double cultivation, and even took them to watch lanterns and listen to ditties, ordering this and that in a blink of an eye, man, how fickle!

Wen Fengyin chuckled, "The leader is young at heart now, so he is naturally more self-willed and arrogant than before."

Rong Xin raised the corner of his mouth, "I don't think so, even in the past, he was arrogant and domineering, and he lost his temper at every turn."

Wen Fengyin's eyes dimmed, "The Hierarch always treats Rong Xianjun differently, and he treats others differently."

"Really?" Rong Xin was skeptical of what he said. Back then in Xianmanlou, the believers of Hongyigu wanted to feed the man to the eagle because of someone's "evil religion". Look at each other coldly.

Not long after, Wen Fengyin opened the door of the small building, and the inside was filled with large and small yellow paper talismans, all of which were blank paper talismans used by talismans to write talismans.

"This is?" At first glance, Rong Xin thought it was some kind of evil formation and refining of some kind of evil corpse.

Wen Fengyin looked at the yellow paper talismans in the room and said, "One day the leader came out of retreat and said he wanted to prepare some paper talismans. Li Fu and I found a lot of talismans made by monks, but the leader said they were wrong. I found a lot of blank yellow paper, but I didn't draw symbols on it."

Rong Xin rubbed his nose, "I think he is in a hurry, right?"

Wen Fengyin also didn't understand, "I asked the leader, but the leader didn't say anything. It wasn't until Xiao Wu saw the paper talismans in the room that it might have something to do with Rong Xianjun. Could it be that Rong Xianjun didn't know ?"

Rong Xin was at a loss for words for a while, and he recalled it for a long time, "It has something to do with me? Why can't I remember..."

Oh, that's right... In Xianmanlou back then, in order to save the rambunctious casual cultivator, Rong Xin made some small tricks. Go in, but Sheng Zun didn't do anything to him in the end.

Another time, when we were in Tianjing City, Rong Xin accompanied Rong You to attend the Jiyuan Dharma Conference. When he came back, he was invited by Sheng Zun to the west of the city to look at the blessing lamps. There are many love poems written on the note...

He thinks these things are too small to be worth mentioning... Could it have anything to do with them?

Impossible, how can someone as arrogant and perverse as Sheng Zun care about such trivial things?

"Rong Xianjun? Do you remember anything?" Wen Fengyin asked seeing Rong Xin's confused look.

Rong Xin shook his head, "It's nothing, maybe I remembered it wrong."

He picked up the small paper talisman on the ground, folded the paper talisman into a paper airplane, and asked him, "What is this?"

Rong Xin thought for a while, "This is... a flying dragon."

Wen Fengyin looked at the small plane repeatedly, "It's so delicate, it can be so lifelike with just a few strokes."

Rong Xin smiled, and made another boat for him, "Hey, what else do you want? Grasshopper? Thousand paper cranes? Roses? Stars?"

Wen Fengyin watched the little talisman paper immediately turn into different objects in Rong Xin's hands, his eyes widened slightly, showing a completely different expression from usual, Rong Xin was a little bit dumbfounded, "It's nothing..."

After all, he used to be bored in class, and always tore up his homework and folded it into different things to amuse girls. Later, when his relationship with his old friend gradually improved, he would often draw some messy villain paintings on paper, and fold them up to amuse him when he was done. , Sometimes he formed a group discussion with others, and Rong Xin made a paper airplane and threw it on his head, or made small damage when he was speaking.

Gradually, his origami skills became much more dexterous. Once, he specially folded 99 stars and put them in a glass bottle, intending to give them to the flowers he was chasing. He also hid a Cartier bracelet in it, but unfortunately Then disappeared.But at that time, he was on a whim, and he disappeared as soon as he saw it, and he didn't bother to look for it.

Of course, the gift was not delivered in the end, and Xihua also ran away with other men.

After a while, the thousand paper cranes were all folded, and Rong Xin activated the spell, and the thousand paper cranes flew up from the house, flew out of the windows of the small building, and danced around the small building.

"If at night, if you use Condensation Technique, these paper cranes will emit bursts of golden light, just like fireflies... But no matter what, it can't compare with the waterfalls in the Taixuzong Wending Pavilion..."

It's a pity that the fireflies in the Pavilion of Aspirations are not always there, and I don't know if there is still a chance to see them?

Wen Fengyin leaned against the door, seeing more and more paper cranes circling the small building, feeling a little sour in his heart: He heard from Xiao Wu that Sheng Zun wanted to find Rongxin to practice double cultivation with him before he retreated six years ago. Later, I learned that Rong Xin was suffering from extreme yang energy, so he was unable to practice together with Sheng Zun who practiced Hunyuan Gong. Sheng Zun had been troubled for a long time because of this...

Perhaps the small paper talismans all over the room are just because of certain memories with one person. Even if the leader of the Red Clothes Valley loses his memory and returns to his youth, he still remembers the moment when his heart was moved.

Compared to Rong Xin, Wen Fengyin feels that he is more like a substitute. Although these years, he has climbed from a furnace with a double yang body to the position of the first disciple, perhaps in the eyes of Sheng Zun, he is just a certain person. The shadow of a person, now that he saw the real white moonlight, he realized that the thoughts he had hidden all these years were as humble as dust.

"Rong Xianjun, I heard that your body was reshaped by Bai Xuanyu, the extreme yang energy must no longer haunt you, right?"

"Huh? Yes, my father said that if I'm not naughty, I can live a long life."

Wen Fengyin looked at him with gentle and firm eyes, "Wen has something to ask for, if this evil exorcism, Xie Sifang's plot fails, can Rong Xianjun consider helping the leader break through the bottleneck and return to the peak?"

Rong Xin asked, "But... I am mediocre, even if I can't enlighten Senior, I can't sort out Senior's tendons, how can I help him?"

Wen Fengyin shook his head, "It doesn't need to be a high level of cultivation, as long as Rong Xianjun practices the Hunyuan Kungfu, and then double cultivates with the leader, it can help him to a higher level."

"Stop! You mean, you want me to practice Hunyuan Kungfu, and you want me to practice it with him?" Rong Xin didn't know whether it was because his ears were not good, or Wenfengyin went crazy.

However, what Wen Fengyin said next made Rong Xin sure that the brain circuits between people are different, "Yes, Rong Xianjun only needs to practice with the leader a few times, I believe the leader will be able to recall the memories of the year, Hunyuan The tendons and veins caused by the work can be traced back, maybe it can be untied—"

"Impossible, little brother, I didn't agree to the dual cultivation before, and it's even more impossible now!"

"Rong Xianjun, don't get me wrong, Feng Yin is just offering an opinion. After all, Feng Yin doesn't want to watch the leader's heart agitated, his cultivation level stagnant, and even his memory lost...Rong Xianjun and the leader have a close friendship, the world is so big , but there are only a handful of people with double yang bodies...Rong Xianjun, there is no one more suitable than you."

Rong Xin stared at Wen Fengyin, and it took him a while to clear his mind, "Mr. Wen, why don't you want to? You are also a person with a double-yang physique. The senior took you away at the Begonia Banquet. Don't you hope you can help him break through the realm?"

This is the main reason why Rong Xin does not want to practice Hunyuan Kung Fu. Although Hunyuan Kung Fu transforms people's physique and can also learn from hundreds of schools of thought, but practicing this kung fu requires the first three levels of abstinence and the last three levels of forbearance. , the last layer has to indulge in sex, isn't this driving people crazy?

In addition, does double cultivation mean that one can cultivate just by cultivating?He is a good young man, before and after wearing a book, he didn't even have a girlfriend, oh no, he didn't even have a boyfriend. He didn't have this idea in the past, but now he dare not have such an idea!

When Wen Fengyin heard Rong Xin's question, the bitterness in his heart became more and more intense. He turned his face to look at the paper crane outside the door, "It's not that I don't want to, it's just... the person the leader wants is not me."

The more Rong Xin listened, the more confused he became. Just as he was about to ask him, an unpleasant scolding sound came from under the small building, interrupting their conversation, "Why are you so close?"

Rong Xin looked over, and Sheng Zun came angrily with a black paper fan. The black paper fan looked ordinary, but the bones of the fan were the remains of Chifeng's ribs, the fan was made of feathers, and the pendant was inlaid with snow. Falcon's eyeballs are all descendants of the Feng clan, and the inscription on it is the work of the immortal master Shangjing, a picture of red plums and white snow.

Rong Xinguang looked at the fan in Sheng Zun's hand, and forgot the angry look in Sheng Zun's eyes when he came over. Soon, the surrounding air became condensed, and an ice pick was placed on Rong Xin's neck out of thin air.

"You are so courageous, you dare to tease people from Hongyi Valley." Sheng Zun stared at Rong Xin and said coldly.

Only then did Rong Xin realize that he and Wen Fengyin were leaning against the door. Since the door of the small building was relatively narrow, from Sheng Zun's perspective, he and Wen Fengyin seemed to be very close by the door. The two drew a large distance, and Rong Xin recalled that the ice pick came a little closer, and when it came over again, it directly pierced the skin.

"Fuck, Mr. Wen, do you think your leader is like me? Even if he becomes like this, he doesn't forget to bully people!" Rong Xin moved away, and the ice pick followed him closely.

"Master, Mr. Rong and I were just chatting. He didn't tease me, please don't misunderstand me," Wen Fengyin explained.

Sheng Zun glanced at Rong Xin, as if to confirm whether Wen Fengyin was trying to excuse him, Rong Xin was so wronged that he had nothing to say, so he had to explain for himself, "Senior, your Mr. Wen is just looking for me to discuss things, use Do you have to watch it so closely?"

Sheng Zun's black paper fan folded, and a wave of spiritual power hit Rong Xin's feet, smashing a hole in the small building, "Wen Fengyin is mine, you don't want to touch him."

Rong Xin felt that there seemed to be something wrong with what he said... Then he looked at Wen Fengyin's lonely eyes, "Rong Xianjun, after waking up, the leader's memory was blurred, and he seemed to recognize me as you."

Not only did Wen Fengyin find it strange once, Sheng Zun always seemed to give him half-hearted eyes after leaving the customs, his temper was often cloudy, and occasionally he would find the theater troupe and ask him what ditties he likes to listen to... Before the banquet, Wen Fengyin made sure that he had never met the leader, but now that he thinks about it, maybe the leader recognized the wrong person from the beginning.

Rong Xin seemed to understand something, and began to lose his tune, "Oh, what you said senior is wrong, Mr. Wen has a beautiful face, anyone who sees it will be moved, I just want to get close to him, there is no so-called 'finger', leader You're probably taking too much care."

But his words seemed to have really angered Sheng Zun, Sheng Zun raised his lips and smiled, the cinnabar mole on the center of his brow became redder, "I want to die."

Rong Xin grabbed the ice pick and melted it with spiritual power. All the paper cranes in the house began to fly around Sheng Zun. For a while, the room was full of paper cranes, blocking Sheng Zun's sight.

Rong Xin took out the special small plane from before, and the small plane bypassed Sheng Zun's hand that was holding on to the black paper fan and began to peck. Fortunately, Sheng Zun's cultivation level is not as good as before, and the black paper fan was quickly wiped out by Rong Xin's tricks. Get it.

With a wave of Rong Xin's hand, the little paper crane returned to its original place. He held the black paper fan with both hands, and said sincerely, "Senior, I already have someone I like, and I have no other thoughts about Mr. Wen. Black paper fan, my master and senior brother are still waiting for me to go back to do business, so please be accommodating, senior."