Sacrifice

Fajing is in hand!

——This cliff is an illusion.

But a scene similar to hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes. 'He Da', who was originally aggressive and smiling, suddenly got stuck, as if the TV was dead, and the whole person was still. He stared at Boye motionlessly, as if See what a rarity.

Bo Ye stared at 'He Da' stiffly, the beads on his neck seemed to be a flash in the pan, the light and shadow faded and then returned to its original state, Fajing's roar was like an auditory hallucination, if 'He Da' in front of him was not standing still There, Puye really thought that the majestic and domineering scene just now was fake.

After a while, 'He Da' seemed to be relieved, "You are Fajing's bald apprentice? Why did I take Fajing as an apprentice again? Isn't he playing a game of chasing each other with that little dragon? ? Why are you still free to accept apprentices?"

Bo Ye's hanging heart suddenly fell, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Does this guy know Master?

Unexpectedly, but expectedly, Fajing's friends are not only righteous people, but also little princesses from the demon clan, and naturally there are old miscellaneous hairs from the magic cultivator.

Just as Bo Ye was about to say something, he heard the sound of a boy running not far away.

That 'He Da' face suddenly changed, and the next second, a puff of smoke dissipated, and the real He Da passed out on the side of the road.

The sound of running stopped, and a four or five-year-old boy was out of breath, staring intently at the only Bo Ye standing in the arena—Hui Shan and Hui Yuan, who were miserable, were still lying on the ground.

He asked tremblingly, "You, what did you do to my brother?"

"..." Bo Ye silently looked at the person lying on the ground, and then at the boy who was full of fear but still trying to meet his gaze, and later realized that he seemed to be a villain.

At this moment, Huishan and Huiyuan finally got up, and they jumped up and down to check Boye, for fear that something might happen to him.

Huishan said anxiously, "Uncle Master, let's leave quickly!!"

With a flick of the bodhi leaf, a stream of fresh air poured into the fainted He Da. After a brief inspection, he found that He Da was just fainted and exhausted, and there was no other problem. He pondered for a while, "If we leave, who Senior, what should I do immediately?"

Moxiu has always acted cunningly, and Puye can figure out what Moxiu wants to do after a little thought.

The old woman won't live long, if another accident happens to He Da, his half-brother will become an orphan immediately, and He Da said that this cripple Su is also a widow and has no relatives, so there is an [-]% chance that the child will be orphaned due to innocence. People take care of them and thus live on the streets and become beggars.

At that time, the demon cultivator will appear again as a teacher, take him away and teach him carefully, and naturally, this child will become a disciple of the demon cultivator who is loyal to the sect, respects the master, and has no encumbrances.

Bodhisattva can indeed walk away.

But no matter what, the old woman is his mother, this He Da is his elder brother, and the child Moxiu likes is his half-brother.

If this knot is not resolved, he will never make progress from now on.

Although the demon cultivator knew his master, he might not hit him hard, but Puye was not a narcissist who thought that he could ask the demon cultivator to give up because of his status as a disciple of Fajing.

Thinking of this, he smiled faintly, "You all go back, tomorrow the seven faction conference will be held, and the big competition is about to start, so you should go back and make preparations."

"Master Uncle?!"

Bo Ye said flatly, "The ones who can inspire Master to leave behind his spiritual thoughts can only be the monks in the late Yuanying period, or the higher-level monks who transform into gods. Facing such monks, it doesn't make any difference whether you are present or not. On the contrary If I'm the only one, maybe relying on Master, I still have some chance of survival."

Huishan and Huiyuan looked at each other, and Huishan said in a tangled voice, "Uncle Master, although you are right, but..."

"But if the two of us go back like this, it is estimated that Uncle Bodhisattva Master will eat us alive." Huiyuan said quietly, "Instead of that, I might as well follow you."

"..." Puye was dumb, he looked at the two of them speechlessly, and after a while, he said helplessly, "Since you don't want to leave, then settle down first."

Huishan and Huiyuan nodded, and moved a few huge stones next to the grocery store, randomly built a shed with air leakage everywhere, and cut a piece of wood to make a door. After finishing, they took out two pieces from the storage bag. The futon, and the censer was put on according to the occasion...

Cough cough, sure enough, where can I not practice! !

Bo Ye didn't bother to pay attention to Hui Shan and Hui Yuan. He carried He Da into the room and walked into the room. The boy who had been hiding aside clenched his fists and immediately followed after seeing him. The fear in his eyes gradually disappeared and gradually turned into Confuse.

He didn't know who this person was and why his head was bald, but instinctively he could sense that this person seemed harmless.

The inner room of the grocery store was simple and outdated, and there was a side room on the side. He first lifted the old woman into the inner room, then put He Da on the bed in the side room, and then sat on the mound beside him. He looked at the child.

"My name is Bo Ye, what's your name?"

The boy was silent for a while, carefully moved to He Da's window, and then whispered, "Mo'er."

"...Mo'er?" Pu Ye stared blankly at the boy, feeling complicated in his heart.

He said slowly, "Madam is not in good health, I will take her away and resettle her, and of course your brother, as for you... are you willing to come with me?"

Su Mo'er tilted her head, "I'll follow my brother's orders and go with mother."

Pu Ye smiled, "Okay, let's talk about it when they wake up."

Su Mo'er raised her head, "Why did you take us away?"

Bo Ye said gently, "This is a promise."

"promise?"

"Yes, it's also a farewell."

——A complete farewell to He Moer from the past.

He Da hasn't had a sound sleep for a long time. When he woke up, he saw his younger brother who just came back talking with him. He sat up, a little dazed, "What's wrong with me?"

Bo Ye said naturally, "It's nothing, just passed out from exhaustion."

He Da rubbed his head, then remembered something, and looked at Puye earnestly, "Brother, when shall we leave?"

"There's nothing to clean up here, you might as well leave early tomorrow morning."

Bo Ye got up, bowed slightly and saluted, "I'll come back tomorrow morning."

"You, you... It's so late, stay here..." He Da couldn't continue after speaking halfway. The clothes on Bo Ye's body looked ordinary, but they were elegant in every detail, and the bed at home was full of moisture And Patch, Mo'er...I'm afraid they won't stay.

Bo Ye did not intend to stay, but it was not because of the circumstances, but because... a certain demon cultivator was already waiting for him in the shed next door.

Since Moxiu has taken a fancy to Su Mo'er, he will never let go. If he doesn't solve it tonight, then don't even think about leaving here tomorrow.

In the shed next door, Huishan and Huiyuan tried their best to turn themselves into wallflowers, drooping their heads without saying a word, and across from them, an old man was sitting cross-legged.

After Bo Ye walked in, he respectfully saluted the old man. No matter what, this old man is a senior in the transformation stage, and etiquette is absolutely essential.

The old man wore half-length, half-white, half-white hair, squinted his eyes and pursed his mouth, put his hands in his sleeves, and carried a big gourd on his back. He was wearing a black robe, gray trousers on his lower body, and bare feet, which looked like bare feet. Doctor, ordinary and ordinary.

Bo Ye automatically sat next to the old man after saluting, clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and remained silent.

——Than patience?Hehe, the monks in Wuyin Temple can recite advanced scriptures, who is afraid!

There was a stalemate like this until midnight, when the old man snorted suddenly, and a little candle suddenly lit up the stone shed.

Pu Ye smiled and nodded, but still said nothing.

The old man said angrily, "Damn it, why is Fajing a bald thief? The apprentices are getting worse than the other!?"

"Bohua is like this, so is your kid! You are such a bastard!!"

Pu Ye still laughed and laughed, but didn't speak.

——Actually he doesn’t know what to say==

Huishan and Huiyuan can't wait to cover their ears and pretend that they don't exist.

The old man looked at the calm Boye, and he was even more angry. He slapped the ground angrily, "Speak to me, you son of a bitch!!"

"Old man, calm down." Bodhisattva flipped his hands over, and a set of tea sets appeared in his hands. He took out the Guzhu purple bamboo shoots in the package for missions, and took out a pot of Xinghongquan, making a pot of tea like flowing water. Then respectfully and respectfully offered both hands to the old man, "Young Bodhisattva, it's the first time I meet senior, I'm afraid of being impolite, please don't take it to heart for the sake of my youth."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a long time before he took the tea bowl and took a sip...

"En? It's not bad." The old man smacked his mouth and sighed in his heart. Why don't Fajing's apprentices look like that guy?

"Old man Xuxuan, the kid next door is my younger brother? What's the matter with you?"

Bo Ye spoke softly about her life experience, and then stopped talking.

The old man Xuxuan looked deeply at Bo Ye, and after a while, he said, "I've taken a fancy to that boy, if you join my school, you will have no relatives, boy, what do you think I should do?"

Pu Ye said leisurely, "Young monk is already a monk."

The old man Xuxuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slowly, this smile was pungent and harsh, "Boy, I like your kindness."

"Mother doesn't live long, as for elder brother... just don't remember."

The old man Xuxuan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Are you trying to convince me?"

Pu Ye showed a shy smile when he heard the words, and he blinked, "No way, Senior Xuxuan's magic power is profound and knowledgeable, and the means are naturally beyond my juniors' guess. I was able to see my relatives once, but by accident, I saw them again, my mother is old, my elder brother is dull, and my younger brother is young, Bo Ye, as a son of man, has to do his best, but only ask for a clear conscience."

His tone was soft and brisk, as if he was talking about some pleasant little things, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his expression was leisurely, like the wind in the forest, elegant and dusty, Xu Xuan looked at Bo Ye with cold eyes, his expression was slightly contemptuous, but his heart was really moved stand up.

This guy, Fajing, has run across the Cangmiao Realm, from a shit-stirring stick at the very beginning to a top-notch power who can make everyone in the Cangmiao Realm tremble with a single stomp. Although he has made many enemies, there are also more people Willing to make friends and become friends with him.

Fajing is a person who values ​​promises over life and death. He is bold and enthusiastic, daring to act, thick on the outside and delicate on the inside. The only bad thing is that he has a slightly hot temper. I didn't expect that the two apprentices he took in were both delicate and cautious people.

Look, this kid in front of me is so good at talking, first he praised him, then started to pretend to be pitiful, and finally pointed out his real purpose. After saying so much, I just hope that I have a clear conscience!

ha!How interesting!This kid is obviously afraid that he will leave a demon in the future, so he will find a way to take care of his family. As for the so-called blood relationship... Xuxuan thinks that he has not lived a thousand years in vain, and he doesn't see anything in this kid's eyes.

Thinking of this, Xuxuan suddenly didn't bother to take care of Boye anymore, he said indifferently, "Two years, I will go to him after two years."

Bo Ye's heart suddenly relaxed, but his face remained calm, and he still smiled fakely. He frowned slightly, "Two years? Is it a bit late?"

Children start practicing from the age of four to the age of seven, which is the best time to practice Qi. He started practicing the Tripitaka from the age of four, and it took only ten years to advance to the foundation-building stage. Su Moer He is already four years old, and he will be six or seven years old in two years. If he starts to practice at that time, if he misses the best time, it will be a lifetime of regret for Su Mo'er.

But I don't want Xuxuan to be even more angry after hearing this, okay, this kid didn't even bother to take care of him for two years?

He has a gloomy face, "Damn it, how dare you despise the apprentice I like?" !

The old man Xuxuan slapped the table angrily, "Late? That's good! I'll take it away now!!!!"

Then he suddenly turned into a gust of cold wind and disappeared instantly.

Pu Ye was stunned, and ran out quickly, sneaking into the grocery store quietly, and saw Su Mo'er, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, being taken away by the black light.

The old woman was still sleeping on the bed, and Pu Ye did not catch up. He stood quietly for a while, pursed his lips, and touched the old woman's eyebrows with his fingertips, sealing the old woman's memory of Su Mo.

At the same time, he sealed He Da's memory, checked it privately, put away all the children's things, and returned to the stone shed next door after showing that there was no sign of Su Mo.

Huishan and Huiyuan looked at Boye, whose face was sinking like water, and wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't speak. Boye sat in the corner, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, but his thoughts kept churning.

He is not He Mo himself, so he has no feelings for the mother and child. He occupied this body, which will naturally make the life of the mother and child worry-free, but the matter of the mother and child made him unconsciously think of his former parents.

His father was a businessman, and he accidentally met his mother, who was a famous lady in Hong Kong Island, but fell in love with his father at first sight. A gifted man and a beautiful woman met, and then they worked together to create their own industry all their lives. It sounds very beautiful.

Until his mother died in a car accident, his father brought a boy who was three years older than him in front of his mother's mourning hall.

"This is your brother."

In an instant, the dream was shattered.

In the early morning of the second day, the old woman and He Da didn't think of Su Mo because of Boye's spellcasting, so they packed up their things and left with Huiyuan.

Puye still needs to participate in the Seven Sects Conference, so he couldn't leave, so he could only entrust Huiyuan to send them to live in a village near Wuyin Temple. The old woman held Puye's hand and kept her eyes on him. However, when leaving, the old woman murmured, "I'm sorry, Mo'er."

Her turbid eyes were extremely clear at this moment, "Please, forgive mother."

Pu Ye was slightly stunned, and then turned into a bright smile.

"Mo'er forgive you."

He forgives her for the child who has left.

——Amitabha, He Mo'er, may you reincarnate safely and don't think about your past.

After seeing off the old woman and He Da, Bo Ye and Hui Shan turned into two golden lights and left quickly from the sky.

Little did they know, Xu Xuan was leading Su Mo to stand in the corner of the village, watching them from beginning to end.

"Hehe, did you see that? That little monk is really a good trick. He tricked your mother and your brother into abandoning you!"

Su Mo was like an abandoned little beast, with tears in his eyes, "No, mother won't abandon Mo'er!!"

Xuxuan smiled maliciously, "But why didn't your mother and your elder brother mention you at all? I brought you out of the house, but they didn't worry at all. What do you think is the reason?"

Su Mo raised her small face, her face was full of bewilderment, yes, why didn't mother ask where Mo'er went?Why did the eldest brother forget Mo'er?Did they really, really want Mo'er?

"Do you want to know the answer? Do you want to find that monk and ask him why?" Xuxuan was like an old fox, "Boy, follow me and I will practice hard. In the future, you will definitely beat that bald donkey to the ground. I can figure out why your mother and your brother abandoned you!!"

Su Mo clenched her fists, wiped her tears indiscriminately, grabbed Xu Xuan's sleeve, her eyes were determined.

Xu Xuan nodded in satisfaction.

The next second, Su Mo said, "Then I will be your apprentice, can you take me to my mother, I want to ask myself now."

"..." Xuxuan got stuck for a moment, and then acted angry, "Hmph! Ask yourself about your own affairs!!"

Su Mo withdrew her hand, and ran towards the direction where Hui Yuan and the others left, "Oh, then I'll ask myself!"

——Bringing the elderly woman and He Da, Huiyuan rarely did not use his sword, but hired a carriage instead.

If Su Mo really wants to catch up, he will catch up in half an hour! !

Xuxuan stared stiffly at the apprentice who trotted out, his face turning blue and then white, he stomped his feet, rushed up from embarrassment, carried Su Mo in his arms, and turned into a black light, disappearing into the sky.

"Let me go!! Let me go!!"

"I have something to do!"

"I'll ask myself, you don't have to worry about me!!"

"Fart! Think about it? Haha, I'll talk about it after I win!"

"Let me go! Big bad guy, bad guy, bad guy!!!"

Bo Ye, who was flying in the air, suddenly moved his ears, "Is there someone crying?"

Hui Shan listened attentively, "No way, who would howl in mid-air!"

After listening for a while and finding nothing unusual, Huishan urged, "Master Uncle, let's hurry up. At this moment, the Seven Sects Conference has already started!!"

"I'm not in the Nascent Soul Stage, and I don't have the strength to sit on the Jane table." Pu Ye shrugged and said, "The flowing water on the mountain peak should be free to enter, but it's only a little later, and nothing will happen."

"Even so, let's hurry up."

So the next moment, the two speeded up and disappeared into the sky.

Jiantai is a table of more than [-] square meters. On the table, there are chaise longues, soft couches and a few futons. There is also a small tea table next to it. There are many fresh fruit wines on it. There are incense burners around, and a hexagonal transparent canopy above the head. This canopy is soft, like a water mass, and the wind blows, and there will be slight ripples.

Under the canopy, water droplets rolled into a curtain, covering the entire Jiantai. From the outside, it seemed to be wrapped in hazy mist, surrounded by clouds and mist, making it difficult to see the appearance of the stage. But looking out from Jiantai, the mountain peaks are beautiful. , Lin Haitao, clearly visible.

At this moment, several people were sitting on Jane's table. They were sitting in a semicircle, sitting cross-legged, or leaning against the railing, with different expressions.

Sitting in the farthest corner was the Bodhisattva. The great monk rarely wore the high-ranking servants sent by the sect. He was dressed in ginger black robes, red cassocks, hanging Buddhist beads, barely holding a purple golden bowl, and his usual small golden bowl. With the pestle across his knees, he clasped his hands and bowed his head, looking dignified and dignified. Those who didn't know it thought he was enlightening, but in fact he was dozing off.

Sitting next to him is an old man, his face is full of wrinkles, his half-white hair is coiled on his head, tied into a Taoist bun, and inserted with a small piece of wood, his beard is three feet long, and he wears blue-black clothes Taoist robes, the Taoist robes are crumpled, the corners of the robes are tattered, full of dirt and grass clippings, floating dust pinned to the back of the waist, the semi-bald floating dust is covered with purple and black blood, exuding a strange smell.

This old man is a good friend of the Bodhisattva and the head of the Yaowang Pavilion. He is a Taoist named Shouwu, and his cultivation is at the middle stage of Yuanying. But in fact, he has the same virtue as the Bodhisattva—he is also dozing off.

Sitting on the other side of the bodhisattva is a woman with a gentle temperament and a beautiful face. She smiles slightly, three cents deep, three cents, no more, no less, but when you look carefully, there is a smile on that delicate face. There is no expression.

She is wearing an ordinary cloud bun, with a long jasper hairpin inserted, wearing a stone blue blouse with long sleeves lined with crescent white inlaid golden tassels, a long crimson dress on her lower body, and a thin waist belt embroidered with golden chrysanthemums in crescent moon. Leaning against the railing, there is a certain charm of its own.

This is Luo Wanyi, the owner of Wuyun Valley, known as Luoyun Daoist, but most people call her Luo Valley owner.

Sitting next to Master Luo was Master Qinghu, who sat cross-legged on a soft couch, closed his eyes, put his hands in his sleeves, and said nothing.

Next to Daoist Qinghu is the head of the Tianmen Sect, Daoist Xianxin.

Xianxin is wearing an azure robe, not cross-legged, but half lying on the imperial concubine chair, his lower body is covered with tulle, he supports his head with one hand, holds a fan in the other, lowers his eyes slightly, and his long hair like crow feathers pours down , fluttering on the bright yellow tulle, unable to see his face clearly, only the curvature of the corner of his mouth, half a smile but not a smile, just looking at it, he shivered for no reason.

A man in a black robe was standing next to Master Xianxin. This man was wearing a bright jade crown, with a square face and a serious expression.

This man is Master Chongsheng, the head of the Yunhua Sect. Master Chongsheng was still baffled before. He had been in seclusion for more than ten years. Before he could leave the closed door, he was told by his disciples that the Huanhai Pavilion, which was originally allied with the Yunhua Sect, would be destroyed. I didn't know it was the real Xianxin's arm until Jane took a table, and I was so shocked and angry that I was not only puzzled.

What the hell is this Xianxin real person doing?

Is it really for Wangqinghai's resources?

He didn't believe it.

Originally, the owner of the Huanhai Pavilion should also attend this meeting, but before he came, the owner of the Huanhai Pavilion was plotted against by the real Xianxin, and now he is still unconscious, lying in the forbidden area of ​​the Yunhua sect. He invited a Jindan disciple from Huanhai Pavilion to come over, and personally interrogated him in front of the heads of the other sects.

But... As the time for his questioning became longer and longer, his heart also kept sinking.

Just because... these other people, are they really listening to him ==?