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

After the nine thunderstorms passed, the violent wind gradually subsided, the leaves stopped shaking, and although the dark clouds in the sky had not dissipated, spiritual rains began to fall, refreshing one's heart and soul.

"It's over, it's over?" Chu Zhijian stammered as he stood in the spiritual rain as light as silk.

"It's over." Shen Fuxing stood up, looked back and smiled.

He raised his head and opened his arms, slightly closed his eyes, the drizzle was blowing over his cheeks like the wind, his whole body seemed to be soaked in a cool spiritual spring, every inch of his skin was greedily absorbing the spiritual energy.

"Master's bloodline, if it can be passed on, it will be really incredible..."

Fujing looked at the dark clouds that almost covered the entire Yunlai Xianzong and the unscathed Shen Fuxing with eyes full of awe.

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine.

Only then did Fu Jing realize that standing behind her was that old man who seemed to have impure thoughts about Shen Fuxing.

"Of course... it doesn't look like blood power." Fu Jing continued.

The coolness that sent chills down the spine slowly subsided.

Fu Jing heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time slandered: I let you scare me and gave me breakfast for a year and a half, did you see my master bird you?

The spiritual rain baptism is a gift from the Thunder Tribulation of the Three Realms. After a stick of incense, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipate, revealing the night sky that has already opened.

The moonlight was falling, and the silver stars were scattered all over. Shen Fuxing, who closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, was shrouded in the hazy moonlight.

A gust of cool wind was blowing from the Huazhuo courtyard, and Shen Fuxing's black hair and the hem of his clothes fluttered with the wind, as if he would ride the wind back in the next second.

For a moment, Fu Yuan felt that he would never be able to hold on to this person in his life, he was like a gust of wind, a fog, or a misty mirror, after waking up, he couldn't hold on to anything.

"Fu Xing... are you hungry?" Fu Yuan clenched his fingers slightly, and spoke slowly in a low voice.

The three apprentices and Hong Ling suddenly turned their heads: Boss, are you alright?

The spiritual rain baptism of a stick of incense, you ask the beneficiary in the middle if he is hungry?Isn't the effect much stronger than the three-month Bigu Dan?

Shen Fuxing withdrew his hand, the hazy halo on his body dissipated, and he kept his feet on the ground.

He rubbed his belly, and there was a hint of thought between his brows: "It seems... a little..."

"The lightning struck for so long, I missed dinner." Shen Fuxing said distressedly.

Four people outside the hospital collapsed.

The moon is as cool as water, but the Huazhuo courtyard is full of heat.

It was all because of Shen Fuxing's sudden whim, and he especially wanted to eat hot pot.

According to Shen Fuxing’s description, the stove for the hot pot was transformed by Fuyuan with a magic weapon, which can automatically adjust the temperature. As for the ingredients and base materials used in the hot pot, they still provide different breakfasts every day and come and go mysteriously. Fumeiren's friendly sponsorship.

Fu Jing looked at the neatly washed and cut ingredients on the table, which were still rolling with drops of water, and then looked at the expressionless and even indifferent face of her father, suddenly she couldn't look directly...

"It's really refreshing to eat hot pot in summer..." Shen Fuxing said vaguely while biting a piece of beef.

"It turns out that hot pot is such an interesting thing, and Hongling's yard will also have it in the future." Hongling eats more fiercely than Shen Fuxing, making it hard to imagine how her little stomach can hold so much food...

The three people who had already bigu burst into tears again as they watched the freshman and the freshman having a good snack.

The aroma of the hot pot permeated the air, and the steam from the hot soup rose slowly, faintly covering Shen Fuxing's face.

But this time, Fu Yuan no longer felt that it was a gust of wind that could not be grasped, the floating smoke and fire reflected the moonlight of the night like water, and firmly connected Shen Fuxing with the world.

In the early morning of the next day, several elders were waiting outside Shen Fuxing's courtyard.

The thunderclouds last night spread all over the Yunlai Immortal Sect, shocking everyone. This made the elder who was still a little hesitant about Shen Fuxing's "human chance" change his mind instantly.

Yun Buming's suzerain is still in seclusion, but the elders can no longer allow Shen Fuxing to grow freely. As the hope of the future of the human race, they hope that Shen Fuxing can take on important responsibilities, and naturally they must give Shen Fuxing corresponding resources.

The meeting this time can be said to be the sect's emphasis on and cultivation of Shen Fuxing, and it can also be said to be a deal that bets on the future.

"Brother Fu Xing... do they want you to sacrifice for the future of the human race again..." Hong Ling wrinkled her face, and she didn't have the slightest affection for the elder outside the door.

After escaping from the Demon Race and returning to the sect, Hong Ling still had a fresh memory of how her disciples coerced Shen Fuxing into submission on the grounds of "human chance" and "should have sacrificed for the common people", which made her even more impressed. What is profound is that all the elders took a tacit attitude towards this, and the fourth elder even gave the excuse that "Shen Fuxing was born with chaotic bones, and with great luck, he will be fine", and refused to send someone to rescue Shen Fuxing.

Immediately, Hong Ling didn't like the elders of Yunlai Xianzong.

Shen Fuxing looked at the unhappy Hong Ling, and thought she was really cute. Does she still remember that she is also a member of the human race?

"Sacrifice is not enough, the crisis of the human race is still far away, but there is a small deal to discuss." Shen Fuxing said with a smile, he can probably guess what the elders outside the courtyard think.

A trash of the Three Spirit Realm and a master of the Three Realm Realm, the former can be ignored, and can be pushed out to sacrifice for the human race at any time, but the latter needs to be treated with courtesy, analyze the pros and cons, and be persuasive.

Shen Fuxing waved open the courtyard door and invited the elders to enter.

Shen Fuxing had just finished his breakfast, and he performed a cleaning technique on himself, but the smell of food was still wafting in the courtyard.

The elders who have cultivated to the three realms, who are not sensitive to the five senses, smelled this fragrance, and they were a little stunned for a while after not eating for many years.

Shen Fuxing performed a fragrance removal technique, and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect a few elders to come, and the house is a bit chaotic."

What can the elders say, if you look closely, they still came to bother you without saying hello, and there is also a lack of etiquette.

"It's like this, Senior Nephew Shen, the suzerain has been in seclusion for more than a year now, and seeing that he won't leave the closed door in a short time, we, as fellow disciples of the suzerain, naturally have the responsibility to take care of Senior Nephew Shen. After discussing it, Senior Nephew Shen might as well come to the elders' house these days. We are not as good as Senior Nephew Shen in terms of cultivation, but after all, we are older and experience can still be taught. In addition, if Senior Nephew Shen enters the elders' house to practice, he can also Let the Zongmen better understand the needs of Martial Nephew Shen, and provide appropriate resource support."

The third elder spoke first, and a paragraph of words was repeated in a thousand words. It probably meant that in the future, if you have nothing to do, don't wander around. If you stay in the elders' house and practice hard, resources are indispensable, but if you don't enter the hospital, the resources will be hard to say.

Shen Fuxing raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the elder who trusted old man Tianji so much to be worried, and wanted to lock him up in the elders' courtyard to prevent accidents on the way.

"Thank you elders for your kindness, but Fuxing prefers his small courtyard, so he doesn't want to move out for the time being." Shen Fuxing continued.

"If Nephew Shen likes the layout of Huazhuo Courtyard, it's not impossible to change the Presbyterian Court..." The third elder thought for a while, and then took another step back.

"You don't need to bother my uncles, I have enough pills and magic weapons in my hands, and it's enough to practice in Huazhuoyuan." Shen Fuxing shook his head.

Just kidding, you can find me in your own yard to go to the elders' courtyard. If you move to the elders' courtyard, wouldn't you have no privacy for 24 hours?

Shen Fuxing's answer made the faces of the elders darken, and they were too idiots to hear no rejection.

"Shen Fuxing, do you know that being able to enter the Elder's House is a blessing that many disciples can't ask for!" The fourth elder was the first to lose his temper, and was the first to growl.

"Fourth—" the third elder secretly warned.

The Fourth Elder didn't care, with contempt in his eyes, he continued: "Shen Fuxing, don't forget, although you are now the Master of the Three Paths, you are still a disciple of Yunlai Immortal Sect!"

The implication is that Yunlai Xianzong has cultivated you, and now it's time to repay you.

Before Shen Fuxing had anything to say, Hongling yelled first: "Brother Fuxing can go if he wants to, and he doesn't if he doesn't want to. How can you force people?"

The fourth elder looked angry, and threw a cloud of spiritual light at Hongling in his hand, this spiritual light.To say the least, there is also a late-stage cultivation base of the soul-splitting soul. With Hong Ling's cultivation base, she can't resist it at all.

A cold wind blew by, and the aura was frozen by the ice and snow, and fell to the ground.

"Fourth elder, I think I still have the right to choose whether to enter the elder's house or not. Do you want to break the house rules like this!" Shen Fuxing was furious when he saw the spiritual power ball that the fourth elder threw out without hesitation.

"Hmph, Shen Fuxing, if you don't come with us today, we won't be the only ones to invite people in the future, you have to think about it carefully." The fourth elder snorted coldly, implying that the ten sects would definitely not give up.

Shen Fuxing remained silent, of course he knew that once he was no longer a waste, the attention of the major sects would increase in a straight line, and there were inevitably some elders like Yunlai Xianzong who thought it would be best to put Shen Fuxing under their eyes. Insurance.

"What will happen to Fu Xing in the future is unknown, but today, all elders, please come back." Shen Fu Xing pressed the red bell behind his back, his tone unquestionable.

"You... don't regret it in the future! Without the resources of the Yunlai Immortal Sect, even in the third realm, it will be difficult to make a single step." The fourth elder shouted in a low voice.

In the distance, a stream of light came through the air, and a majestic and stern voice was attached to it: "I don't know why my disciple who doesn't know why can't get the cultivation resources!"

It's Master's voice!

He's out?

Before Shen Fuxing could be happy in the future, he saw Fu Yuan frowning slightly as he stared at the sound-transmitting paper crane wrapped in the streamer.

Shen Fuxing immediately understood that with Master's character, if he really got out of the customs and saw him being made things difficult by the elders, he must have confronted the elders with a cold face a long time ago, how could it be just a paper crane through sound transmission?

"Sect Master!" Several elders who had been silent all this time looked at the paper crane with surprise in their eyes.

Unlike the four elders, the other elders were all looking forward to Yun Buming's exit. Demons appeared frequently today, and the Yunlai Immortal Sect came out of Shen Fuxing and sat in town without a master period. It was really difficult to sleep and eat.

There was something unclear, so naturally there was no need to worry about Shen Fuxing, the elders finally gave up trying to persuade Shen Fuxing, turned around and left.

Only the fourth elder's face was gloomy, and he gave Shen Fuxing a hard look before going back.

Only then did the sound transmission Zhihe spit out the second sentence: "Come to Master."

Shen Fuxing frowned even tighter, is there something wrong with Master?Can't even pass by?

He looked at Fu Yuan: "What did you see just now?"

Fu Yuan frowned deeper than Shen Fuxing. He looked at the sound-transmitting paper crane that was gradually losing its aura but did not disappear, but turned into ashes, and said in a low voice: "There is a devilish aura."

The author has something to say: I didn’t write much about the hot pot part, my saliva flowed out, and I went to buy hot pot base and potato flour on the way~

Writing is really expensive(.)

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of boy blowing cool breeze;

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