The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

"Your apprentice's qualifications are really extraordinary."

In Lin Ye's north room, Su Tongguang released his hand holding Fu Hanzhang's pulse, and praised: "Not only are the meridians in good condition, but there are no impurities in the body. I have practiced hard these days to draw qi into the body, and I should be able to build a foundation in a short time."

Hearing this, Lin Yebei hugged the quilt and leaned on the soft pillow, and nodded slightly. He was worried that the spiritual power in Fu Hanzhang's body was generated too quickly and his foundation was unstable, so he asked Su Tongguang to see him.

The man's assurance was nothing more than a reassurance, allowing him to let go of his doubts and concentrate on drinking the soup in his hand.

Su Tongguang personally brewed this decoction for nourishing qi and blood. Even though he had repeatedly assured that he was in good health, the man still refused to rest assured and had to watch him drink it with his own eyes.

The concoction was thick black and bitter without losing its usual level, and just smelling it closely made it smell bad, Lin Yebei frowned slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.

"There is nothing wrong with your pulse. As for the weird rash on your neck and shoulders, it may be due to some allergies to hot spring water. Apply some ointment and it will disappear."

Su Tongguang withdrew his gaze from the obvious red marks on his side neck, and by the way pulled the Jiuli off his shoulders: "Little Li'er, you should also spend more time with Xiaobei, he is still weak, and I'm nearby, and I'll be there anytime if something happens." Just look for me."

Jiuli nodded reluctantly. It was indeed reluctant to part with Su Tongguang's superb cat-handling skills, but it also understood the responsibilities of the companion spirit beast.

If it had its spiritual energy interacting with it, Lin Yebei could recover faster.

Fu Hanzhang lowered his eyes and said nothing, and waited until Su Tongguang left with an empty medicine bowl, then took out a food box from the wooden cabinet behind him as if offering a treasure.

"Master got up and drank the medicine. I'm afraid his mouth feels uncomfortable. I went to the inn kitchen early to prepare some beef buns and soy milk. It's still warm."

He opened the food box with a smile on his face, and a burst of rich aroma immediately came out: "Here are some candied hawthorns, Master, eat some to get rid of the bitterness."

"I remember that Huayouju had to wait half an hour for the breakfast service, Xiao Hanzhang, did you make this bun yourself?"

Jiu Li leaned forward to smell the fragrance with great interest, and did not notice Fu Hanzhang's suddenly cold eyes:

"It smells good, have you learned how to cook before?"

"I don't remember the past, but today I happened to meet the cook of the dining room, so I learned a few tricks from him."

He picked up the wooden chopsticks next to the food box, quickly picked them up before Jiuli's claws touched the skin of the bun, and brought it to Lin Yebei's mouth with a smile: "Master, try it, does it still taste good?"

The sweetness of the hawthorn melted on the tip of the teeth, Lin Yebei looked at the bun stretched out in front of his eyes, and frowned slightly.

He is not an immobilized wounded patient, there is really no need to eat in this way.

But the young man raised his head, his eyes were earnest, like a string stretched to the extreme, he hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth helplessly.

Fu Hanzhang watched him bite the soft dough without blinking, stretched out the tip of his pale pink tongue to brush his lips, chewed gently, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed slowly.

"delicious."

His soft lips curled up, his breath blew on his hand holding the chopsticks, his body trembled, and he almost dropped the bun.

There was no sound, but Jiuli could feel a distinct sense of oppression. It tremblingly walked along a bun, and retracted back to the end of the bed as if flying.

Lin Yebei took the wooden chopsticks from Fu Hanzhang's hand, took a few mouthfuls slowly with downcast eyes, and found that Fu Hanzhang lowered his head and clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, and the bangs on his forehead were drooping obediently, looking immature and pitiful.

Recalling last night when the little disciple guarded him without sleep and took advantage of the early morning to prepare breakfast for himself, he frowned, and couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart:

"Hanzhang, have you eaten breakfast yet?"

Seeing him shaking his head, Lin Yebei sat on the side of the bed holding his wrist:

"There are still a lot of steamed stuffed buns left, you should eat some too."

Fu Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows and eyes were raised, and his smile became brighter: "Thank you, Master."

His voice is very light and soft, like the best maple syrup, dense and sweet.

Looking at his smile, Jiu Li's heart trembled for no reason, and she couldn't help but change the subject:

"By the way, little guy, since you have been able to draw qi into your body, have you thought about the direction of future cultivation?"

"The so-called direction of cultivation refers to the different ways of using spiritual power, including sword cultivation, Buddha cultivation, talisman cultivation, alchemy cultivation, etc." It saw Fu Hanzhang's doubts, "For example, Beibei releases spiritual power in the form of spells, It is talisman repair; relying on spiritual power to heal others is medical repair."

"Different directions have different cultivation methods, do you have any ideas in mind?"

"...When Uncle Cai inspected the Sea of ​​Consciousness for me just now, he said that a cluster of powerful fire-attribute spiritual power was born in it, which can transform into a magic weapon of life according to my will after the foundation is established."

Fu Hanzhang blinked, thought of something, and suddenly smiled: "I want to turn it into a life sword and become a sword repairer."

"In this way, I can grow up quickly and become the master's sword."

When he spoke, he looked at Lin Yebei with admiration and sincerity, "I'll protect Master by my side, and don't let anyone have a chance to hurt you."

The fingers caressed the heart unconsciously, which seemed to be some kind of pious etiquette, and also seemed to cover up an indelible scar.

Guard him, defend him, keep no one close.That person once used a sword to drive himself into hell, and now he will turn into the sharpest three-foot green sword and lock that person into a prison that is close to him.

Lin Yebei's pupils shrank slightly, he opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, but in the end he just lowered his eyes noncommittally.

Member Wai Ding's invitation letter was enough for the three of them to stay in Huayouju for five days. They went to Luzhou City to exchange their silver taels, purchased some clothes and supplies, and then embarked on a journey to Lingtai Town.

Su Tongguang told Fu Hanzhang that one month later will be the grand event in the cultivation world, "Tears of Tears", at which time the gentlemen and talents of all major sects will gather at Lingchuandu, Lingtai Town, and take a special cloud boat to Mengyang Island, the venue of the competition.

"Uncle, why are the monks rushing to participate in this competition?"

On the official road, Fu Hanzhang said that it was difficult to understand the fanatical mentality of the crowd, "Could it be that the winner will have some special reward?"

"You just entered the path of cultivation, I'm afraid you don't know something," Su Tongguang sighed, "Our world is divided into the mortal realm, the demon realm, and the Taizhen God Realm. The ultimate pursuit of a monk is to ascend the Mahayana one day. I will leave the mortal world and go to Taizhen."

"And Tianlei City is the closest place to the Taizhen Realm. It gathers all kinds of treasures and precious secrets that are hard to find in the world. Anyone who has obtained the admission qualification of Tianlei City will eventually succeed without exception." Soar."

He shrugged helplessly: "The only way for monks from the mortal world to ascend to the City of Tears of Tears is to get the top eight in the Tears of Tears Competition. This competition is only held once every ten years, and the selection criteria are extremely strict. That’s why those people flock to it.”

Fu Hanzhang narrowed his phoenix eyes, moved his lips, and silently repeated the words "Heavenly Tears Competition".

Memories swept in with the blade, and the untraceable past seemed to have such a fight. He set off with that person's love and trust, but when he returned, only the cold prison and the heart-piercing pain were left. pain.

Under the so-called fame, how many unknown and dirty schemes are buried?

His eyes were icy cold, but the expression on his face was still innocent and ignorant: "Then the reason why the uncles and uncles participated in the competition is also to obtain the qualification to ascend to the City of Tears of Tears?"

"Not all, this is a long story..."

Su Tongguang scratched his face, and was thinking about how to explain clearly to him, but Lin Yebei who was beside him suddenly shouted in a low voice:

"Shut up, something is wrong ahead."

On the dark dial of the Jianling Sundial in his hand, there was a tangle of light spots. After careful observation, it was found that some golden light spots and blood-red light spots were entangled together.

"Monsters?" Su Tongguang covered his mouth and exclaimed, "How could they appear outside the Demon Realm?"

Lin Yebei shook his head, his eyebrows furrowed.

The Jianling sundial can not only indicate the location of the demonic energy, but also change the size of the light spot according to its strength. At this moment, the blood-colored light spot displayed on the disk is worth half the volume of the surrounding golden light spot, and the incoming monsters can be seen Not for nothing.

"Since there are monks here, we should share the same hatred."

Su Tongguang pinched out a seal formula with his fingers, and spiritual power flashed by his side, and a slender and white sword appeared out of thin air, with cold blades flowing, and the sword's sound was faint.

This sword is his magic weapon "Jiangliu". He is well versed in the truth that "medicine is difficult to heal by oneself".

Although the standard is naturally not comparable to that of sword repairers like You Sizhu, self-protection is more than enough.

The three of them rushed to the location indicated by Jianlingdial, only to see more than a dozen female cultivators in scarlet clothes fighting fiercely with a group of monsters.

During the battle, there were no swords, lights or swords, only light streamers and exquisite wheel rings flashed from time to time.

The first two female cultivators are graceful and graceful, one has a gentle and graceful face with spring, and the other is cold and proud with frosty brows.

The ribbon rings in their hands greeted the monster in front of them without mercy, and soon left deep scars.

But the monsters they confronted were not simple characters either. They were a group of white tigers with jet-black wings. Although the total number of them was less than ten, they were all tall and mighty, and their fighting power was extremely amazing.

Except for the two female cultivators at the head, the other cultivators were clearly outstretched, and their circle was getting smaller and smaller surrounded by monsters, and they seemed to be unable to support it.

And at this moment, several light yellow talisman papers struck through the air, turning into rolling fire dragons in mid-air, and precisely biting the throats of several monsters!

The tough neck veins of the monster were cut open by the dragon's teeth, and the blood flowed horizontally and fell down. The fire dragon immediately let go and turned its head, fighting with the one beside it.

On the other side, Su Tongguang also rushed forward, the Jiangliu sword in his hand was going like the wind, and pierced into the chest of the monster with abundant spiritual power.

"Fellow Taoist, are you alright?" He turned his head and stared at the pink-clothed female cultivator behind him, and asked with concern.

Just now he and Lin Yebei split up. The latter used a spell to support the besieged cultivator, while he ran towards a female cultivator who was about to fall under the claws of the monster.

The girl seemed to be petrified, she raised her head and stared at him without blinking.

She was born bright and beautiful, her peach blossom eyes like a fox were filled with tears, she suddenly opened her arms and hugged his waist tightly:

"Righteous man, you have come to save me!"