The troubles of the teenage villain

In the spring of the Southern Kingdom, everything is revived and full of vitality.

In the market of Linhai town full of tourists, there are two young people with outstanding appearance and demeanor, attracting the attention of many girls and daughters-in-law. If one of them is not sitting in a wooden wheelchair, I am afraid they will think that the two are aliens. Immortal cultivator.

Feng Shao didn't know that his identity as a cultivator was questionable, so he stopped a candied haws seller, bought a bunch for Feng Bai, and asked him, "Is it sweet?"

Feng Baishi didn't know the taste, but he nodded and said "sweet", and sent it to his uncle's mouth.

Feng Shao ate one, and before he had time to say yes, his chest ached, and his throat felt fishy, ​​and he spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, pouring the candied haws in Feng Bai's hand into black, and instantly shriveled and turned to ashes.

"It's ruined." Feng Shaotan said, he raised his hand, but Feng Bai had already wiped off the blood on his lips first, and took off the skin bag with ease to feed him water.Feng Shao's situation is getting worse day by day. In the past few months, the evil poison has spread from his legs, and he can no longer stand up and walk. As for the movement of spiritual power, he has been unable to use a single bit of it two years ago.

Now, he can't even accept a little bit of spiritual power spells, even if Yu Jian flies for a longer time, he will be knocked faint by the air current.And if the protective energy is a bit thicker, he will vomit blood, and even a slightly heavier spiritual power spell can make him backlash, and his body is already worse than that of ordinary people.

These are all signs that the cold beads in the body are becoming more and more unable to restrain the evil poison, and it has been nearly three years now.

"Uncle, we've been staying here for a few days, so we should go to the Fantulihua Realm." Feng Bai pushed while saying.

Feng Shao didn't seem to hear it, he just looked at the markets and street vendors along the way, buying one or two interesting gadgets from time to time, then he wanted to put it on Feng Bai's head as before, and said: "You were so cute when you were young..."

Feng Bai couldn't wait for the answer, so he finally stopped pushing his hands, leaned over, and stared at the other party: "Uncle? Let's go to the Fentoli Huajing. Uncle, are you afraid?"

There was no way for Feng Shao to avoid it, but when he opened his mouth there was a fit of coughing, Feng Bai hurriedly patted his back to comfort him, and when he finally stopped coughing, his face was two points paler, with a long-suffering look of haggardness, Even the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows lost its color.

Feng Bai said heartbrokenly: "Uncle, you don't have to be afraid, even if the holy lotus seed doesn't choose you this time, you'll be fine. I'll split the Fendoli Flower Realm, and the holy lotus seed will be pulled out for uncle, okay?" If you don’t go again, I’m really afraid that one day…”

Feng Shao raised his head and interrupted suddenly: "Xiaobai, do you believe in retribution?"

Feng Bai was stunned for a moment, and said in an indistinct tone: "I believe it now." After a pause, he avoided Feng Shao's gaze, just looked at the ground, and said, "If not, that old thief... no, That day, Tao won’t tell me to see Uncle like this.”

Feng Shao stretched out his bony hand, touched the other party's drooping head lightly, and said: "This is not your retribution, it is mine. Your previous killings were also for me. But, don't do it again in the future." Killing innocent people indiscriminately. The way of heaven is permanent, or it may be delayed due to human power, but it will not be wrong in the end."

Feng Bai nodded vigorously, suddenly raised three fingers, and swore in a deep voice: "If God can keep uncle safe and sound, I will not do a single bad karma for the rest of my life, and do good deeds to help the world. The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation was smashed to ashes..."

Feng Shao held his hand and asked: "Who asked you to swear such a heavy oath?"

Feng Bai smiled and said: "I haven't finished yet, if uncle makes any mistakes, then I will do the opposite. Now we are saving lives and healing the wounded. In the future, I will meet gods and kill gods, and people will kill people! I If you are not happy, then no one will be happy. If I feel uncomfortable, you will have to accompany me to suffer. Hehe, only the thief God can pick a soft persimmon and can’t make it? Why don’t you come at me if you have a feeling?”

"You—" Before Feng Shao could curse out, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of dirty blood.

Seeing this, Feng Bai was pleased with Feng Shao, while scolding himself, "Uncle, don't worry, I'm the one talking nonsense again."

Feng Shao shook his head helplessly, and didn't say anything more, he just said: "Let's go to Fantuolihuajing."

From this small town near the sea to the Fantulihua Realm, if flying with the sword, it would only take a day or two, but now Feng Shao's condition is too much for flying at high altitude for a long time.So Feng Bai sacrificed a magic weapon for water control, which looked like a giant gourd. He carried Feng Shao and rode on the gourd, and the gourd swam on the sea, ups and downs, swinging into the distance.

The waterway is no more than the airway, and it takes a few days longer to reach the destination.

Feng Shao leaned in that warm and firm embrace, watching the morning sun and then the setting sun. For a moment, golden light shone everywhere, and for a while, the sun was setting and the sun was setting.Life in the morning and death in the evening is originally reincarnation.

The farther south you go, the saltier and hotter the sea breeze becomes. When the heat is so hot that the thin layer of protective aura covering Feng Shao's body can no longer hold back the heat, he has finally arrived at the destination island, where the mountain wall carved with lotus flowers is just around the corner. in front of you.

Feng Bai carried him to the wheelchair, and then pushed him to walk over. After walking not far, he saw Ci Jue and Hui Ji, a pair of master and apprentice.He walked up to Feng Shao, knelt down and put a pair of rings on his and the opponent's hands.

"This is the misty concentric ring of the earth-level magic weapon. We wear this, even in the spiritual realm or secret realm, we don't have to worry about not being able to scan it. With it, we can sense each other. If you fail, you can use it to notify me, and I will I can also feel your safety. Uncle has lost all his spiritual power now, so you must be more careful."

Feng Shao looked at the ring on his hand, and said relaxedly: "It's really a treasure."

Feng Bai's complexion could not be relaxed no matter what, he said like no one else: "Even if Sheng Lianzi doesn't choose uncle, it doesn't matter, we have to snatch it out by force, even if I am not capable enough alone, there is also Master Taiyin, My master, I have three thousand disciples in Kunlun, I am not afraid that I will not be able to get a single lotus seed." At the end he held Feng Shao's hand and said: "So don't be afraid, uncle."

"With you here, I'm not afraid." Feng Shao smiled, looked at the person in front of him, and returned to many years ago in a trance. When this person was a seven or eight-year-old child, he desperately saved his life and saved him from danger. .From then on, Feng Bai was worthy of his trust and reliance.

"Wait well for me to come back." Feng Shao finally said.

"That goes without saying." Feng Bai said, and added: "But uncle, don't make me wait."

This sentence did not get a reply from the other party. In the white light, the fragrance of lotus came from the fragrance, and it was Ci Jue and Hui Ji who joined forces to open the Fantali Blossom Realm.

Feng Bai watched his uncle turn the wheelchair and go in. Seeing that he was going to disappear under the white light, he felt uneasy for some reason, as if it was the vigilance of a beast.He chased after him abruptly, wanting to grab his uncle and go in with him, but a domineering reflex force suddenly struck him, and he was shot tens of feet away immediately without defense.

He jumped up without hesitation, and rushed again, but it was too late.I didn't even have time to see the last piece of my uncle's clothes.

He suddenly had an illusion, as if at that moment, it was a farewell.

But he soon began to reassure himself that it would not.Uncle said, you have to wait for him yourself.

Then he will wait for uncle here.

Ci Jue and Hui Ji didn't leave either, Feng Bai was not happy to see them, and wanted to drive them away, but he was also worried that Feng Shao was still in the other party's territory, so he would inevitably be useful to the other party, so he kept his mouth shut. Just pretend not to see them.

Ci Jue didn't say much to Feng Bai, he hated Feng Bai, and seeing Feng Shao's fall into such a situation, he also felt that he had something to do with Feng Bai.Tian Dao is impermanent to a demon-killer like Lu Mingjing, but has impermanence to a clear-minded person like Xiao Shao, which really makes him sad.He is different from Feng Bai, he knows what will happen next.

Feeling lost, he sat cross-legged into samadhi, and silently recited the "Mantra of Rebirth".

Cijue, the master and his disciples, were still able to enter meditation, but Feng Bai couldn't feel at ease when he was meditating. He has always had a calm mind, especially in the matter of cultivation. Of course, it is inseparable from his outstanding talent and physique, but in terms of hard work, no one can do it out of the right.Just practicing sword day and night for five years hadn't made him anxious, but at this moment, he couldn't even sit quietly.

Several hours passed like this, and one or two days later, finally after four or five days, even if there was no vibration from the concentric ring, Feng Bai couldn't bear it anymore.He raised his sword and asked the Zen practitioner who was sitting cross-legged: "Master, why hasn't my uncle come out yet, but what happened?"

Ci Jue didn't lift her eyelids, she just said, "Wait a little longer."

Feng Bai was so angry that he wanted to cut him with his sword, but he thought that his uncle's life and death were still uncertain, and this bald donkey couldn't die first, so he held back, staring at the ring in his hand intently, for fear that it would make a change.

After this, Feng Bai waited for three months.

But he didn't wait for any changes, nor did he wait for the figure of his uncle's return, but what he waited for was suddenly dark clouds.The day became strange and abnormal, the dark clouds rolled rapidly, and the multicolored rays of light drew out rainbow bridges from time to time, which were born and died, brilliant and dangerous.

This kind of scene is very familiar to Feng Bai, because he has already experienced it once when he was a baby!

This is Baby Cloud!

The spiritual power within a radius of thousands of miles was rapidly evacuated the moment the baby cloud formed, and they all poured into the dark cloud.If this dark cloud exploded, the power released would probably turn dozens of nearby towns into dust.

Baby clouds appear in the vast and boundless sea of ​​transformation, who else happens to be born at this time?

Feng Bai thought of Feng Shao almost immediately, he had been stopping Yuan Ying because of the cold pearl blocking the cultivation of Jindan Dzogchen...

"Uncle!" Feng Bai's face changed suddenly. He never thought that his uncle would conceive a baby at such a critical moment. He didn't dare to think about what would happen to his uncle who had no power to resist when he encountered a catastrophe.

He swung his sword instinctively and charged towards the mountain wall, the huge Zhanlu sword made a "clang" sound, and just as he was about to recite the nine-character mantra to split the Fanta Lihua realm, a Buddha seal came under heavy pressure.

Feng Bai moved his sword like a fly, parried the blow neatly, but was forced to take a few steps back, he glared angrily, and saw Cijue's bald donkey holding a staff, clearly he was the one who made the first move.

But Feng Bai didn't look at him again, instead he slashed towards the mountain wall again, Cijue stopped him again, and stopped, saying: "Stop! Your uncle has a letter and wants me to hand it over to you!"

"My uncle is going through the tribulation inside, what letter can you give me?" Feng Bai didn't turn his head back, Zhanlujian's black energy lingered endlessly, and the black energy around him was so thick that his face and figure could hardly be seen, and he was completely overwhelmed. The evil spirit is wrapped in it.

"You can tell it just by looking at it!"

Seeing that Feng Bai's condition was not right, Cijue hurriedly passed the letter to the other party, Feng Baiyuan followed the bald donkey's trick, but unexpectedly unfolded the letter paper.

But there were only a few sentences in the letter - the holy lotus seeds had withered, and with the help of Master Ci Jue, I sealed it at the bottom of the green lake by myself, waiting for the lotus to bloom.Love you like your life, cherish each other. After 800 years, we meet again here.Husband Feng Shao wrote it himself.

Uncle's handwriting has never been beautiful, but this stroke is familiar to him.

Feng Bai raised his head blankly, and immediately tore the letter into pieces as if he couldn't believe it.

"I can't even survive this catastrophe, what are you talking about after 800 years!" Feng Bai was anxious, shocked and angry, the sword in his hand had gathered all the spiritual power and sword energy in his whole body, and he was confident that this sword could kill even Cijue. If you can't stop it, you must split the gate of this realm.

Then Cijue stopped him with one sentence—"This is not a catastrophe, it's just a vision of the sealing method." Afraid that Feng Bai would not believe it, he said again: "Look at your concentric rings, isn't it? As good as before? Xiao Shao’s current situation can’t even survive a catastrophe, and the coercion of Yingyun alone can kill him. If this is really a catastrophe, your concentric ring may have burst.”

Feng Bai regained his composure with these words, his ring did not sense, what does this mean?

He felt a little strange, but he was skeptical.

Ci Jue said: "Three years ago, your uncle told me to hand over this letter to you after he entered the country and sealed it."

After Feng Bai heard this, he realized that his uncle had cheated again, and he was still uniting with this bald donkey, so he couldn't help feeling anxious.However, he is not that reckless person after all. At this moment, Feng Shao's safety is still what he cares about. He suppressed his anger, and then asked: "You sealed it for uncle, what's the matter? Is there still a seal in the world? Is it possible to save my uncle from being poisoned by demons?"

Cijue said: "The seal of the green lake cannot prevent him from being harmed, but it can prevent him from being corroded. After 800 years, when Qianye Bailian absorbs enough good karma as nutrients and bears holy lotus seeds, He has a chance of survival."

Feng Bai's heart relaxed, but at this moment, the dark clouds hung down like lead, almost covering the sky and the sun, the turbulence in the sky was even more violent and undulating, the torrential rain became more and more crazy, and it was impossible to see with the naked eye.Although there was no thunder falling, he felt a little flustered inexplicably, looked at Cijue, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure this is not a catastrophe, but a vision of some kind of seal."

Seeing that even a thunderbolt didn't have time to land, Cijue felt pain in his heart, but his face was calm: "Of course, the seal was made by me."

Feng Bai looked at the concentric rings on his hand again, and after confirming that the breath was not broken, he pointed his sword at Cijue on the opposite side, and asked, "Why is it 800 years later?"

Seeing that his aura is still so violent, Cijue's face can't help but turn cold, if he didn't still consider Feng Shao's entrustment, how could he let a child in the Nascent Soul stage point at him.But at this time, he kept his promise, word by word. A few years ago, the thieves in the Bodhi Temple stole the remnants and had no intention of hurting the lineage. The story of withering comes.

Feng Bai blurted out: "The Bodhi Temple is useless, and the lineage can't be maintained, but let my uncle suffer for 800 years!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around sharply, with a fierce light in his eyes: "If this statement is Really, why keep it from me alone?"

Ci Jue's eyes flashed, but she was about to smile: "If I told you earlier, could you honestly ask Xiao Shao to wait for 800 years? I'm afraid you would want to destroy this spiritual realm first? By then Xiao Shao Shao missed the most secure chance of resurrection, but whose fault is it?"

The implication is that his uncle doesn't trust him anymore!

Feng Bai was in a state of confusion, but he soon calmed down. He sneered: "You can provoke my relationship with my uncle. He has his own reasons for trying to hide it from me. I don't doubt him. Whether uncle believes me or not, I don't care. I know it well."

When Cijue heard the words, he knew that the aggressive plan would be appropriate, and the other party had already believed it to seven or eight percent, and felt that he had accomplished a great job and fulfilled Xiao Shao's last wish.He doesn't want to stay in this sad place any longer, so he will lead Hui Ji away.

"and many more!"

Cijue pushed away the auspicious cloud, feeling uneasy in her heart, but her tone was impatient: "What else do you want to ask?"

Feng Bai said: "Qianye Bailian uses good karma as nourishment, if good karma is rich in nutrients, won't it grow faster?"

Cijue hesitated for a moment before saying, "That's the truth."

Feng Baimei had hidden calculations in his mind, and since that was the case, he would do everything possible to create good deeds.Let the holy lotus seeds grow as soon as possible, and bring my uncle home as soon as possible.

But the measurement is the measurement, and when he thought of Feng Shao alone at the bottom of the lake, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.Not to mention 800 years, even 80 years, eight years, he couldn't bear it.What's more, in such a cold place, sleeping for 800 years, how uncomfortable it must be for my uncle.

At this time, all the dark clouds have dispersed, revealing a clear sky.It seemed that the scene that was just like a precursor to thunder disaster was all illusory.

Feng Bai thought again, compared to this uncle's catastrophe, 800 years is better than never seeing him again.