Who says the deity is not Bai Ze

Fu Li felt that this spirit-binding ring was of little use to him, it just looked good on it, and wearing a ring could plug Kong Yuan's mouth, so why refuse such a good thing?

He played with the ring-wearing fingers of the two of them endlessly, and after touching it for a while, he felt that it looked more and more like a couple's ring, and even the water patterns swaying on it together were in the shape of loving you.

Fu Li glanced at Sha Bao, then suddenly lowered his head and laughed, the laughter was clear and clear, the corners of his mouth curved like a bowl of honey.

Sha Bao looked at it and was slightly taken aback.

He knew that although the effect of the spirit-binding ring on Fuli was almost zero, it was more or less marked as being controlled by others.

Therefore, Sha Bao was still a little worried that Fu Li's flamboyant temperament would give up, but he didn't expect Fu Li to accept it easily, and was even quite happy to see it.

This reminded him of the incident when Fuli sneaked to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

The place where Venerable Master Hongjun opened the altar to preach is located in the Qinglian Dojo of the Zixiao Palace 33 days away. Outside the dojo is an extremely unstable primordial space, where the breath flows violently, and even Da Luo Jinxian dare not enter it casually.

But Fuli dared.

Not only did he dare, he even carried a small bag on his back with a bag full of dried nuts, squatting openly in the primordial space, poking his head out thievingly.

There is a stance of treating Qinglian Taoist Temple as a tea party for thousands of people.

Fu Li thought he was hiding there very well, but in fact he was discovered not long after he came to the dojo, after all the sound of biting things was quite creepy.

But no one dared to go up and offend this 'devil king of the world', they still have to die!

In the end, Venerable Master Hongjun saw him rubbing his legs and beating his shoulders, took the initiative to interrupt the dojo, and brought in an eighth futon, intending to give Fuli a rest.

Everyone knows that Venerable Master Hongjun has seven direct disciples who have won the strange fortunes of the world and will surely achieve great achievements in the future.

Fuli was the eighth he was willing to give Futon.

Immediately, many people were envious, wishing they could pass through Fuli on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Fu Li himself was completely ungrateful.

He stood in the primordial space, and he refused to poke his head out. His voice was transmitted to everyone's ears through the extremely unstable air, and he seemed a little trembling, but he couldn't conceal the arrogance inside.

"Don't go in! I just want to squat outside!"

"Don't think that this deity doesn't know, just sit on that futon and become your apprentice! Go, go, don't do it!"

"Tell you Hongjun! In this dojo of yours, the deity comes and leaves whenever he wants! Don't even think about using a broken cushion to cover the deity!"

At that time, he was close, and he heard Venerable Master Hongjun sigh insignificantly.

So he made a note, Fuli, who likes freedom so much, must hate being restricted by rules and regulations the most.

But he took another look at Fu Li, who was now very happy, and smiled like a fool, his eyes softened suddenly.

This man was changed for him.

At the beginning, he had a mind that he felt dirty, morality, ethics... whipping his body and soul that was as dirty as embers all the time.

He stays by Fu Li's side every day, but he can only restrain himself, pretending to be a sensible and good baby, a good and responsible big brother.

He didn't dare to speak too much, for he was afraid that any slight trembling in his tone would reveal his secret thoughts, so that he became more and more reticent.

Later, even Junshan's spirit servant said that Tianbao was the most unlovable child.

He also always thought that after leaving Junshan, that thought would be rotten in his heart.

But the world is impermanent.

The current Fu Li is willing to wear the spirit binding ring for him, just because of defending him, because of a joke about the couple ring.

Before several calamities, he didn't even dare to think about——

His god will eventually become his man.

"Silly treasure, what are you thinking?" Fu Li raised his hand and poked the man's strange face, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you recovered? When you have recovered, let out a squeak."

The cool touch immediately pulled Shabao out of his memories.

His lips parted slightly, and a word came out: "...squeak."

"Pfft!" Fu Li grinned, amused by his serious jokes, then turned her head and asked Bi Luo: "Then there is nothing else going on now, right?"

Bi Luo said: "No more, please go back to rest for the time being, the two monks. Tomorrow there will be a second test for the decisive battle on the top of Lishan Mountain. I hope you two can participate on time."

Fu Li waved his hand: "It's easy to say."

Turn around and leave.

After walking far away, I vaguely heard a fancy chicken chattering lingeringly: "I heard that tomorrow will be a competition with more monks and less flesh. Put on the spirit-binding ring, and I'll see what you can come up with... ..."

Fu Li happened to walk around the corner, turned around and stuck out his tongue behind Lian Chong: "Slightly slightly slightly! If you don't listen, you don't want to listen to the scriptures!"

Kong Yuan: "..."

After returning to the room, Fu Li, who had been tossing and tossing for a long time, felt physically and mentally exhausted, and fell down on the bed, lying down with a domineering big character.

Sha Bao came over at this time, fearing that Fu Li would be crushed, he sat with his butt against the edge of the bed, looking aggrieved.

Fuli moved his legs graciously, patted the mattress to signal him to sit closer, then propped up his waist and leaned against the partition at the head of the bed, fingering the silver thread inlaid on the curtain again and again. Look preoccupied.

Sha Bao moved to lean against Fu Li, and said clearly: "Is Fu Li thinking about Yu Zhouheng?"

Fu Li was not at all hypocritical, nodded and said straightforwardly: "Well, Yu Zhouheng died, I seem to be a little sad."

Sha Bao was afraid that Fu Li would blame himself, so he rubbed his head and said softly, "It's not your fault."

"I know I don't blame me, and I don't blame you." Fu Li looked up at the complete embroidery of mandarin ducks playing in the water on the top of the bed curtain, and said in a helpless tone, "Without Yu Zhouheng, there would be Yu Zhoushu, Yu Zhouwai , Yu Zhouzheng, the person behind the scenes can always choose someone to kill, the difference is that Yu Zhouheng just happened to be separated from Chu Yuan, and the conditions are met."

He frowned: "I'm just thinking, who did it and what is the purpose? Isn't it just to ruin our reputation?"

Sha Bao pondered for a moment, then pointed out: "There are not many people in the Lishan Dojo who are obviously hostile to us."

Obvious hostility?

Fu Li thought for a while, and there was an indescribable expression on his face: "Isn't that just Kong Yuan, Ao Chen and their little followers? Ao Chen is still a little possible, but Kong Yuan can just say it with his mouth. In fact, you are so courageous!"

As he spoke, he pinched his little finger with his thumb in disdain for a comparison.

Sha Bao chuckled and nodded in agreement. He also felt that it couldn't be Kong Yuan, and even... maybe it wasn't Ao Chen.

"But it's also possible that we've all misunderstood. The person who did this may... be the person we least expected. But since that person has done it, no matter what the purpose is, we haven't been punished too severely this time. He will definitely not be satisfied, so - he will definitely shoot again."

"Ah? Oh, it's so annoying. That person is full and has nothing to do!" Fu Li heard that the person continued to make small movements, so he slapped the mattress with his hands, shaking the whole bed. Three shakes.

Sha Bao's heart also trembled three times.

He could feel that Fu Li was really angry, wishing he could find out who was behind the scenes and beat him up right now, then throw him into the endless sea to feed the slugs.

Sure enough, Fu Li wailed immediately, pulled the quilt over his head suddenly, and said harshly in a muffled voice, "Tsk, if I catch him in the end, I'll take his surname if I don't beat him until he cries for his father!"