Master regards me as the way of heaven

The heavy rain has just stopped, and the sky is still covered by dark clouds. Except for a few teenagers in old clothes, busy with their livelihoods and whispering occasionally, there is no older person in sight on the empty village road.

Ye Zhiqiu, carrying a burden on his back, walked out of the village that had surrounded him with lies for many years.

How can there be any hidden relics of parents? In my previous life, I have searched for it for many years, and it even became a hurdle in the middle of my cultivation process. Still wearing his father's relic, Ye Zhiqiu would not know that this object was just a game played by his father and himself, a secret code between the two.

No relics, live well.

He didn't know if the other children in this village didn't leave because of lies and kindness, or if they had already been assimilated by these people, but the theory of fate and luck is different for everyone, and he can't change others, so it can be regarded as giving Give them a chance to see clearly and leave.

In fact, the rash on Shopkeeper Liu and other adult villagers is not an epidemic, but that the property is soaked in the medicine juice prepared by Ye Zhiqiu earlier. The more greedy people are, the more they come into contact with, the natural red The rash gets worse.

This kind of herb is not difficult to find in mortal towns, and young people will not be affected by it.

There has been a precedent of burning people in this village, so everyone is in danger and stays behind closed doors, let alone find a doctor to take a look.

Although the law of heaven does not allow him to have karma with mortals, it is no different if these wicked people suspect each other and do some evil things.

A village that is doomed to doom is really not worth getting your hands dirty.

The most important thing for him now is to catch up with the disciple of the Wuliang Immortal Sect in Shanlin Town, Xuanxuan.

In his previous life, he was able to cultivate the golden elixir. Apart from being instructed by an expert, his own talent should not be underestimated. Becoming an inner disciple and being taught by a master, the achievements that can be achieved are not just what they were in the previous life.

The first thing he did after his rebirth was to guide Qi into his body according to the guidance he received in his previous life, and now he is at the first level of Qi Refining.

If he wants to reach Shanlin Town faster, his current cultivation level is obviously not enough. Although he is impatient, only by consolidating his cultivation base can he improve his footsteps. Naturally, he had to find a cave to rest on the first floor of Qi Refining.

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the dead branches, guided the aura to gather at his fingertips, and chanted a spell to ignite a cluster of fire. With his previous cultivation level, this was an extremely simple matter, but the aura of mortal towns was thin, and there was a crackling sound of aura bursting. However, a flame the size of a pinky fingertip ignited.

He had to restrain his breathing, and carefully guarded the flame close to the dry wood. A gust of wind roared and rushed into the cave, and the flame was extinguished without any struggle.

Ye Zhiqiu cursed secretly, laughed at himself, patted his forehead and sighed: "In my previous life, my cultivation was not enough and I couldn't afford to buy spells and cheats. In this life, I have accumulated cheats for nothing, but I have no ability to use them."

Suddenly, the sound of the wind was mixed with the sound of footsteps. Judging from the sound, this person must have some weight.

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the bag and hid his figure in the dark of the cave, only to see a huge figure appearing at the entrance of the cave, illuminated by the moonlight on the ground, elongated for no reason, and looked like a giant.

The visitor was panting, walked to the pile of dry firewood, hesitated for a moment, looked around again, took out a torch and lit it, muttering in his mouth: "Ye Zhiqiu, that bastard, it's really walking!" quick."

Ye Zhiqiu let out an annoyed "tsk".

The man immediately jumped up three feet high in fright, obviously shaking like a sieve, and shouted loudly: "What the hell?"

Ye Zhiqiu walked out of the dark place, swayed to the fire without any politeness, looked at Fat San with wide eyes and said, "Isn't that the dog you mentioned."

"People scare people, scare people to death," Fat San exhaled, squatted beside Ye Zhiqiu and pushed his back hard, but the other party didn't move at all, "You're amazing, you're just smarter than me, now Even if you are walking fast, you can’t even push it, you are just dreaming, I am afraid that some god will catch you and make you immortal.”

Ye Zhiqiu patted him on the shoulder, only lamented that he had gained hundreds of catties for nothing, but it was just puffiness, and he was a small person who could protect himself in the past, but now he should be sulking.

"Do you have any more of your fire pockets?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at his baggage pretending to be distressed.

"Could it be that you didn't even bring this with you when you went out?" Fat San looked a little smug, and hurriedly took out a fire pocket from his bag and stuffed it into Ye Zhiqiu's hand, "Knowing that I am young and ignorant." Forget it, brother still eats a few years more than you."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, and said with a very teachable face: "It makes sense, you eat more than me."

It is true that I have eaten more food for many years. After I have grown the grain, I have saved my daily necessities, but when I think about it, I am really envious of eating more food in those years.

I don't know if I can still meet that person this time, since I took Fat San on the road together, it seems impossible to go to Shanlin Town a few days earlier, anyway, I won't be able to catch up, so that the old friend can leave the place of right and wrong It's also good.

The two walked northeast for four days. Fat San was physically and mentally exhausted by the exhausting and exhausting journey. It can be seen that Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were firm. He was obviously smaller than himself, but he didn't miss eating and sleeping at all. , Even listening to my own complaints, I don’t agree, I just smile and encourage.

In other words, whoever doesn't steam the steamed buns is trying to save their breath, and even Fat San is a little yearning for the immortal journey that Ye Zhiqiu said.

But ambition is necessary, but luck is not something that can come for you with your hard work. Ye Zhiqiu still feels in his heart these days that he can find a suitable place to sleep every day, which can not only protect him from wind and rain, but also avoid it. Where there are wild beasts, I'm afraid it's not because of my good luck, after all, I have been chased by monsters in my previous life.

Tonight, this luck is not so favored by two ordinary people. They had to build a fire in the forest to spend the night. To be honest...

"Will we feed the wild wolves tonight? By the way, Zhiqiu, you heard that group of wolves howling."

Ye Zhiqiu poked the fire. He didn't think a few wolves could kill him. In his previous life, he was able to survive in the forest without cultivation. Now, if he wants to talk about luck, he must be better than his previous life. At least he needs to light a fire. Someone can come and give him a fire bag.

"We'll be in Shanlin Town in two days. Don't worry, eat me if you want. You won't be full of fat, and wolves are afraid of getting upset." As he spoke, the howling of wolves really disappeared, and Ye Zhiqiu laughed. Laughing, he handed Fat San a piece of dry food, "Let's take care of our own hunger first, I feel shallow, and I will keep an eye on it."

Fat San found that Ye Zhiqiu's smile had a kind of reassuring power. He clearly lived a harder life than himself, ate less than himself, and was skinny without much meat. How could he be so much calmer than himself? He took a picture of Ye Zhiqiu Back, he laughed heartily, and said: "I don't know what magic power you have, brother, I just believed your words in a daze, you said that you were recruited by a fairy to have a dream, and there is my life expectancy in that dream ?”

Ye Zhiqiu recalled the scene when he saw Fat Sanshi again. He was on the verge of extinction. The dead puppet was actually a corpse manipulated by |. Naturally, his lifespan would not change again. It seemed to be only about twenty.

In other words, if he didn't leave the village, Fat San's lifespan would end in a few years.

"Should be seventy or eighty." Ye Zhiqiu lied, but now Fat San left with him, maybe fate will change.

Fat San let out a "tch", but his eyes were narrowed into a line because of his smile, and he said: "You are so unkind, let's go to find the fairy fate together, you will live the same life as the sky, and I am only seventy or eighty."

"He talked too much." The adult man's strange and ethereal voice interrupted their conversation.

The two immediately got up and moved closer, looking around warily, unable to determine the source of the sound at all.

Ye Zhiqiu's heart is not good, at least he has the consciousness of the golden core stage, although its effect is limited, but if it is a monk whose realm is below the golden core stage, it is impossible for him not to notice it.

He cupped his hands and saluted, and said loudly: "Senior is an expert, with this level of cultivation, he will not embarrass me and other juniors, right?"

"It's interesting that the boy of Canglan Daozong called me senior."

Before Ye Zhiqiu could sort out this person's words, he saw a red figure approaching. Even in the dark night, with only the faint light of the stars and the moon, he could see that this person had a graceful figure, a tall figure, and his appearance was even more revealing. Evil and stunning.

Fat San was stunned, and only murmured: "It's so beautiful, so fragrant..."

The man had nothing to look at, his glazed eyes were only looking at Ye Zhiqiu without any concealment.

"Jun boy, your friend doesn't have a spiritual root, and he can't cultivate immortality at all. His forehead is dark, and I'm afraid he won't live to the seventy-eighties you said." Seeing his intentional resistance, he chuckled lightly, "Canglan Taoist Sect is also the number one immortal sect after all, how could the disciples of the sect call me senior, a member of the Demon Sect, in order to save their lives."

Ye Zhiqiu felt the coercion of this person, and he still had the golden core stage consciousness to resist one or two, but the fat three-one ordinary man, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold on anymore, his expression is humble and polite, and he forced a smile I mean, said: "I said that I respect the senior. I think the senior will not come to this mortal world if he has nothing to do. There is no reason to have a rift with my master just for a moment of pleasure."

"A mere disciple in the Qi refining period can still be taught by his master in Canglan Daozong. Who can you tell me?" The man withdrew his hand and looked at Ye Zhiqiu with interest. Show a round toe.

"It's Dan Yunzi's immortal master, the name of his family teacher. Seniors must have heard of it." Ye Zhiqiu only thought that if he wanted to say something nonsense, he had to name the most famous one, the one with the highest cultivation level in the Taihua Continent. Man, not to mention Ye Zhiqiu, who is of Dan Yunzi's level, has never seen it in two lifetimes, and this demon cultivator must have never seen it either.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Cultivator suddenly laughed out loud, disregarding his image of the alluring beauty just now, glanced at Ye Zhiqiu with contemptuous eyes, and said, "How can Dan Yunzi like you? It's because he values ​​you so much. Mizuki dual spiritual roots, still think you look good?"

"Didn't senior just fall in love with me, a handsome boy with a low cultivation level, why did you delay talking to me for so long?" Ye Zhiqiu smiled calmly.

The demon cultivator looked at the hidden place covered by branches and leaves, and said with a sneer, "Is this really the treasure of your immortal master Dan Yunzi?"

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The column "Master Loves Me Like Destiny" on the "Master and Apprentice Year" asks for advance receipt, thanks to the fairies for their support

【Advance copywriting】

High-cold, abstinent, lonely and aggressive X lively and free and easy, the group is favored

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"Who am I? Where am I? Who are you?" After asking three soul questions, Jiang Yi had a name, an identity, and a master with a face made of ice.

Master Gao Leng, abstinence, good looks, leveling mountains and seas with one sword, withering all bones with one thought, one step on the foot, the whole world of comprehension will tremble three times.

The golden thighs must be hugged well, respecting the master is indispensable, but this incompetent apprentice who everyone admires is not only bad at sword dancing, but also loves to serve flowers and plants every day, and also loves to dream. The person in the dream is so arrogant, dare to share with the master Good night.

Yuhan: "Think about it every day and dream at night."

Jiang Yi: "Don't dare not dare, the master is superior, and the rebels will punish themselves for copying the mantra of clearing their hearts."

Whether it’s a dream or it’s true, it’s me who punishes me, but it’s someone else who makes me happy. Just thinking about it makes me cry.

The unfilial disciple was moved, and even lost his love because of his dream.

The Mozong who caused trouble came to add to his worries, but the love of Master Dao in the past has died forever.

The sad apprentice ran away at the slightest disagreement, and the chasing master was heartbroken with mixed feelings.

Yuhan: "I will nourish my soul for your piano sound for a hundred years before I can see your face again."

Jiang Yi: "As expected, I was taken away by your lover."

Yuhan: "Didn't you realize that you even have the same humming voice?"

[Simple version of the copywriting] No matter how good a man is, if he is cold, he will easily fall in love with the crematorium.