I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

A group of people walked to the periphery of the Moonset Mountains again.

Under the influence of Fu Yuan's bloodline breath, although the surrounding monsters have not dispersed, they did not step forward to hurt them.

On the contrary, monsters kept bringing flowers and fruits to Fu Yuan, and Fu Yuan opened his mouth and growled excitedly when Fu Yuan said "Thank you".

Not just Fu Yuan.

Chu Zhijian was surprised to find that there were far fewer thorns and weeds blocking the road where Fu Jing walked along the way than himself.

After careful observation, Chu Zhijian discovered that there had been monsters opening the way for Fu Jing.

The white moon wolf with a killing line between its eyebrows seems to be particularly fond of Fujing.

Not only did he break away from the large army surrounding Fuyuan cruelly, he took his younger brother to walk on both sides of Fujing to brush away the grass and trees for him, and he invited Fujing to his back many times, his level of hospitality was even more than that of human beings.

"Senior brother, don't you usually lie down and not sit? This time, the red heart and white moon wolf invited you to sit on your back, why don't you agree?" Chu Zhijian endured it for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

When Fu Jing heard this, the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly.

"Guess who is usually able to climb on the back of the Red Heart White Moon Wolf?" Fu Jing smiled.

"Who?" Chu Zhijian looked curious.

"They're not human! Only male wolves dare to climb on the back of Red Heart White Moon Wolf! Do you understand?" Fu Jing wanted to give Chu Zhijian another blow.

Hong Yi couldn't hold back a sneer from behind.

Chu Zhijian didn't understand.

Fortunately, Hongyi very conscientiously held back Chu Zhijian who was eager for knowledge and wanted to ask more questions.

"The red heart and white moon wolf only allows his partner to climb on his back, the male wolf will climb on the back of the female wolf. This female wolf is begging for love." Hongyi suppressed a smile and explained.

"She wolf?" Chu Zhijian glanced at the red heart and white moon wolf in surprise.

"Go back and look through the "Hundred Records of Monster Beasts" more, only the white moon she-wolf has the killing line." Hongyi patted Chu Zhijian's shoulder with a serious face.

Chu Zhijian looked at Fu Jing, who was avoiding him with a cold face all the way, and the Red Heart White Moon Wolf, who was still trying to bend over, and was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed immediately.

When Fu Jing heard Hong Yi's explanation behind her, she became even angrier.

Why does the monster like him by directly inviting him to climb back, but the way it likes his father is by shyly handing him flowers and fruits?

Where did he Fujing give these monsters the illusion that they sleep better than his father?

Depend on!A group of rogue beasts!

Fu Jing took another look at the two Shen Fuxing at the back.

Well, his father is still weak.

The five gradually walked out of the Moonset Mountains.

Before going out, Shen Fuxing asked Fu Yuan if he still had a mask, going out like this...it was a bit ostentatious.

Xue Po Xianzi, anyone who takes a look at it will lose their souls.

Fu Yuan shook his head, he only had one of that kind of mask.

"Forget it, then let's do this." Shen Fuxing looked for it, but took a ghost mask that he bought at the Lantern Festival in Liuxian Town and put it on for Fu Yuan.

This mask is different from Fuyuan's half-mask, it is a whole ghost mask, the pattern on it is somewhat similar to modern drama oil paint, but the color is more strange.

Shen Fuxing looked up and down, nodded, although the faint fragrance could not be concealed, but the astonishing appearance blocked it, and he was much more low-key than before.

"Bored?" Shen Fuxing asked.

"No..." Fu Yuan is the palm master of the three realms, and he doesn't need to rely entirely on his mouth and nose to breathe, so it doesn't feel like a big problem.

"If you're bored, I'll change it for you." Shen Fuxing continued.

"No...not very breathable." Fu Yuan said.

Shen Fuxing also felt that the mask covering the mouth and nose would be somewhat stuffy, so he took off the mask and picked up the knife to move on the mask.

The white fingers held the carving knife, and every drop of the knife was simple and neat, very smooth, and looked extremely pleasing to the eye.

Fu Yuan's eyes fell on Shen Fuxing's serious face, his eyes were soft.

"Master, you know how to do this?" Fu Jing came over with a look of surprise.

After Shen Fuxing finished modifying and polishing it smooth, he confirmed that the mask was very good both in terms of style and practicality, so he stopped.

He glanced at the amazed Fujing, smiled and said, "It's very simple."

In his previous life, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and he had the luck against the sky. He even lost the thrill of extreme sports, so he learned a lot of heresy in his spare time, such as flower art, tea art, painting, sculpture and so on. But not very fine.

Fu Yuan put on the mask again, this time, the red lips were still exposed, but because of the blessing of the ghost mask, it was not so conspicuous.

At least, the visual effect is a little better than the mask he wore and didn't wear before.

The Moonset Mountains sit on a huge area, with a very long edge.

When Shen Fuxing and his party came out, they didn't meet the team guarding the beast tide outside, and went straight to Yunlai Xianzong.

Not seeing each other for two months... To Shen Fuxing, the master who hadn't seen him for half a year didn't know what to do.

Shen Fuxing missed the second senior brother who was taken back and the senior senior brother who was said to have returned to the sect.

Joining the sect this time, with Shen Fuxing's experience of bringing people into the sect last time, this time seeing Fu Yuan wearing a mask, the gatekeeper disciples quickly let him go.

Because Shen Fuxing's appearance has changed many times, so this time when he returned to the sect, even if there was a change in appearance, everyone quickly adapted to it.

However, for Shen Fuxing's appearance that had returned to the peak level of the previous life, many of the lemon spirit fellows who could only comfort themselves with Shen Fuxing's mediocre appearance, although he was no longer a waste, were really sour.

No one looks as good-looking, no one sounds as good, and the master is not as strong as others. Although the only commendable cultivation is harder than others, but the strength is not half as strong as others. No matter how you hear it, it is very sad.

Hearing that Shen Fuxing had returned, both Su Beizhe and Mei Ruoxue came to visit.

However, Master Yun didn't understand, but he never sent a message.

Shen Fuxing was greatly surprised.

Usually, he is the one who is the most serious nagging. This time he had an accident for so long, did he not send a long instruction from the sound transmission Zhihe quickly?

Asking Su Beizhe and the two, Su Beizhe looked at Mei Ruoxue.

Mei Ruoxue nodded, explaining that Master has been in seclusion since the three Fujing people were sent by Master, and rarely sees people.

Retreat?

Is it going to hit the reverse period again?However, hitting the rebellious period is not achieved overnight, and I haven't seen Master in such a hurry for so many years, why is he so anxious this time?

Shen Fuxing was a little puzzled, but he didn't bother him. He guessed that he might have gained some insight in the Moonfall Mountains, so he couldn't wait to hit the Rebellion Stage.

From Huocheng Huanyu Pavilion.

This place belongs to one of the top ten sects in the cultivation world, the industry of Heavy Rain Valley. The attic is made up of space formations, and each room does not interfere with each other, forming an independent courtyard.

Before the artifact was born, the young man in Tsing Yi who had been sitting by the window drinking tea, sat back by the window again, staring at the sky outside the window every day.

On this day, a fiery token was shot from outside the window. The token was made of special material, it was a kind of fiery red transparent crystal, but it felt cold to the touch, bitingly cold.

Wei Zilou received the token, and an indistinguishable voice came out from the token: "We failed to keep Shen Fuxing, the plan is advanced."

Wei Zilou held the token and looked at it for a while, sighed, and walked slowly up the second floor.

In the room on the second floor, there was a person sitting blankly.

His appearance is ordinary, but there is a red diamond mark between his eyebrows, which makes his appearance quite strange.

As soon as he saw Wei Zilou approaching, his eyes fell directly on Wei Zilou, his pupils were full of attachment.

"Don't look at me like that." Wei Zilou covered the eyes of "Shen Fuxing", and spoke in a cold voice.

That "Shen Fuxing" ignored him at all, trying to rub his face against Wei Zilou's palm covering his eyes.

Wei Zilou frowned, pushed the man away, and called the servant.

"Throw him into the bone pool."

The servant took the order and quickly stripped off all the clothes of "Shen Fuxing". Under the clothes, there was a young girl's body.

The boy's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, as if he was treating a dead person and throwing him into the bone pool.

The black air was lingering in the pool of different bones, and the black water was tumbling. As soon as "Shen Fuxing" entered, he screamed in pain, his voice was actually the same as that of Shen Fuxing.

Wei Zilou threw the Buddhist beads that had been infecting Shen Fuxing's breath for several days into the black water, and watched "Shen Fuxing" float with cold eyes.

The scream of "Shen Fuxing" gradually weakened, and the crackling of bones could be heard in the courtyard.

After a while, "Shen Fuxing", who had been lowering his head all the time, raised his head, and slowly crawled out of the black pool with a trace of laziness in his eyes.

The female body was gone, "Shen Fuxing" stretched his waist and looked at Wei Zilou.

There was no past attachment in her eyes, but she suddenly protected her body: "Aren't you ashamed? At least find me some clothes."

Wei Zilou looked at him for a while, and "Shen Fuxing" looked back at him, not nervous at all, and even blinked twice.

"Find him some clothes."

The boy immediately took out a suit of clothes from the storage bag and handed them over.

"Shen Fuxing" put it on, searched the yard randomly, and found a place to rest, and lay down as if he had no bones, as if he didn't intend to talk to anyone.

It is completely impossible to see that apart from the fact that his breath is exactly the same as that of Shen Fuxing, he actually has no memory at all in his mind.

Wei Zilou threw him a piece of jade slip: "This is your information from the time you appeared in the sect until now."

"Shen Fuxing" touched the jade slip slightly, and then aroused the aura around him at will, his expression suddenly as pleasantly surprised as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Wow! Is this the power of Chaos Bone? Absorbing spiritual energy is as easy as breathing!" "Shen Fuxing" said in surprise.

Wei Zilou turned around and said, "This is all your memory, learn it by heart."

"Shen Fuxing" didn't care about him at all, and was very happy to absorb the spiritual energy.

outside the room.

The boy worried: "Will he listen to us? Can he play Shen Fuxing well?"

"He will." Wei Zilou said firmly.

A person without memory, once he has memory, no matter whether the memory is correct or not, he will write it down without hesitation, as if the memory is really his.

Yunlai Xianzong.

Fu Yuan's mask was resting on the edge of the pool, his black hair hung loose on his smooth back, his side face was as beautiful as jade, and a few silver lines at the end of his eyes outlined a touch of infinite youth.

Noticing the noise in the yard, Fu Yuan quickly took the clothes of An Bian and put them on his body, and shot his purple eyes sharply.

Shen Fuxing with golden eyes met his eyes.

The author has something to say: Shen Fuxing (grieved pointing fingers): Although I have no idea about Fu Yuan... but when it comes to beauty, he is just an ordinary homeboy, so it is understandable that he is emotionally unstable, right? ...

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle for your father;

Thank you, little angel~ By the way, your name is really unique_(:з)∠)_