Xianzun is collapsing every day

There is silence on the snow-capped mountain, only a few blue-tiled huts are located on the top of the mountain.At this moment, the roof tiles are also covered with a layer of silver coat, looking around, there is a vast expanse.

Two figures stood in the small courtyard in front of the house. Although the weather was bitterly cold, they were only wearing a thin layer of single clothes, but they didn't look shy.

The door in front of him opened with a creak, and a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old walked out of the room, with a small silver star on his right ear.

When the two people outside the door saw him, they immediately showed joy, and said in unison: "Friend Zhuixing, we are here to pay a visit to the Immortal Yuelin."

Zhuixing looked at them, showing a polite and apologetic expression: "The two immortal friends came from a long way, unfortunately, the master is currently practicing in seclusion and cannot receive you two."

The two of them didn't seem disappointed, they seemed to have expected this situation, and immediately took out the storage spirit rings from their bodies: "In this case, then please trouble the immortal friend Zhuixing to give our thoughts to the immortal."

"Yes, yes, I have been admiring the Immortal Venerable for a long time, even though I can't see him, I still want to express my heart."

Zhui Xing's expression froze for a moment when he saw the spirit weapon.He then coughed slightly, closed his eyes again, and said with excuses: "It doesn't have to be like this. The master doesn't care about these things."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes unnaturally, as if he despised himself who just said this sentence.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't notice his expression at all before the court, and they still enthusiastically stuffed the spirit ring into Zhuixing's arms: "It's nothing, you don't have to be polite."

"Of course the Immortal Venerable doesn't care about these extraneous things, but we have to apologize for disturbing his cultivation on Yinqing Mountain without authorization."

After hearing these words, Zhuixing finally sighed, and took the spirit weapon they handed over: "Then thank you two fairy friends."

The two finally showed joy, chatted with Zhuixing for a while, and then went down the mountain contentedly.

Seeing the figures of the two going away, Zhuixing slowly closed the door.Holding the two spirit rings in his hands, he walked around the screen with a complicated expression, pushed a door again, and finally reached the inner room.

Completely different from the empty and simple outer hall, this inner room is extremely richly decorated, with calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and exquisite porcelain placed on the carved sandalwood cabinet.The incense in the room is originally a faint scent, but it melts into a burst of sweet fragrance under the steaming heat of the stove.

Zhui Xing was obviously shocked by the temperature in the room, and stayed outside the door for a while, as if wanting to disperse the overly strong aroma.

And this behavior immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the person on the soft couch. He lazily raised his head, pulled the snow-white fox fur on his body to wrap himself more tightly, and then said in the same casual tone: "Come in quickly, close the door." .”

Although the words were urging, the speaker dragged on for a long time, and he didn't seem to care much about the fact that the door was wide open.

Zhuixing closed the door as promised, staring at his master on the soft couch.

He had to admit that his master really had an extremely good face.When not smiling, it is really like the breeze and bright moon as outsiders say, like a fairy in the sky.

It's just that this exiled immortal who the outside world has always thought of, the master who is practicing in seclusion in Zhuixing's mouth, is holding a book of scriptures in his left hand at the moment and is reading happily. , The melon seed shells are piled up on the small table to form a small slope.

Zhui Xing couldn't bear to look at such a scene, turned his head and said: "The visitor who came to visit has already left."

"That's right." Mu Chuihan reluctantly turned his eyes away from the story book, took a sip of tea, threw the book on the soft couch, and spread out his free hand with a smile: "Let me read it." Look, what kind of treasures did we trick Star this time."

Zhui Xing angrily put the two storage spirit rings on his hands, and solemnly declared: "It's not me, it's obviously you who are bluffing..."

"Okay, okay," Mu Chuihan casually said while looking at the treasure in the ring, "I'm the one bluffing and deceiving, we Zhuanxing didn't do anything, just fooling everyone..."

Zhuixing retorted again: "I didn't, you made me..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard Mu Chuihan's scream of surprise: "Thousand-year snow grass, sycamore tree? This time it's a rich and powerful family!"

After checking the spoils this time, Mu Chuihan was in a good mood, and asked, "Which faction are they from?"

Every time Zhuixing looked at Mu Chuihan's complacent look, he wished to show his true face in the whole cultivation world for three months.He pouted, and reluctantly recalled: "Moon Moon Sect."

Wangyuezong, Yin Qingshan's old friend.Although the establishment of the sect was only a few hundred years old, it was named "Watching the Moon" because it gathered a large number of admirers of the Immortal Yuelin, and usually sent good things to Mu Chuihan, which can be regarded as the biggest bully of these years ,none of them.

"It turned out to be them." Mu Chuihan said gratefully: "Thank you Wangyuezong for his affirmation and love for me for hundreds of years. Without them, there must be no Yuelin today."

Zhui Xing couldn't stand it anymore, and interrupted: "Then you should practice hard, in order to soar, and set an example for Wangyuezong."

He pointed to the extravagant layout of the room, his immature face wrinkled, and he said earnestly: "Look at you, you have already stepped into the happy state, and you are still wrapped in fur because you are afraid of the cold. You are luxurious and lustful, and you don't think about making progress." , now you are the only one in Xiaoyaojing, but sooner or later there will be thousands of troops coming..."

Mu Chuihan listened to Zhuixing's words with a smile, blowing on the hot tea in his hand from time to time.When Zhuan Xing finally finished all those sermons in one breath, he tilted his head and muttered: "Zi Xing, you said that since you are my sword, I have raised you for so many years, why are you so old-fashioned? Don't you follow me?"

Zhuixing jumped and said, "Fortunately, I didn't follow you!"

Mu Chuihan tried to win back the heart of his natal spirit sword, and explained: "I am not arrogant and lustful." He pointed to the stove, straightened the fox fur, and said slowly: "This is called fireworks in the world. Stars, soar up The world will never see such human fireworks."

Zhui Xing didn't seem to buy it.

"Forget it, you're a sword after all." Mu Chuihan finally gave up on instilling his outlook on life, picked up his unfinished book and buried it with relish.

Zhui Xing thought about not being able to see, and was about to go out to finish his business, but when he passed by his master, he accidentally saw a few words in the storybook.

[Guitu played with the chain he had fastened for the master himself, and whispered in a low voice: "Master, did you ever think that you would have this day?" Bai Jing blushed, and his whole body was full of passion...] "This This, how decent it is!" The young Xing Xing couldn't help covering his eyes, snatched the script from his master, and threw it backside up on the ground.

Before Mu Chuihan could react, his beloved words had already been tragically sacrificed on the luxurious gold silk carpet.Mu Chuihan had no choice but to bend down to pick it up, caressed the broken pages distressedly, closed it again, and said solemnly: "Xingxing, you are a thousand years old with a sword, don't pretend to be a child because of your tender face." .”

Zhuixing slowly opened his eyes, exasperated: "What are you looking at all day long?"

Mu Chuihan said calmly: "Unrequited love, love and kill each other. Outside, Gui Tu and Bai Jing have been entangled for hundreds of years. In my opinion, the love between master and apprentice is also very interesting."

Zhui Xing blushed: "But, it's out of order!"

Mu Chuihan was persuasive and persuasive: "Xing, you have grown up and lived with me on the mountain all the time. No wonder you are so closed to the affairs of our world of cultivating immortals. In this way, I still have a lot of story books here, and you can take a lot of them." understand understand."

As he spoke, he opened the door of the sandalwood cabinet, and sure enough, there were full piles of scriptures inside. As soon as the cabinet door was opened, they poured out randomly, occupying a piece of land at the foot of Zhui Xing.

Zhui Xing retreated two steps like avoiding snakes and scorpions, as if he was afraid of getting something dirty, he said with difficulty: "No need..."

Mu Chuihan shook his head: "It's really old-fashioned. There's nothing wrong with talking about love. I'll start to pay attention to whether there is a suitable female sword spirit tomorrow, so you don't need to be so lonely."

As soon as Zhuan Xing heard it, he escaped faster, and his steps faltered when he left.

Mu Chuihan was looking at his back and laughing, but suddenly his expression changed, his smile stopped, his brows were tightly frowned, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan.

Hearing the sound, Zhuanxing stopped, but didn't look back, as if thinking about the possibility that his wicked master had lied to him.

After a fierce psychological struggle, he finally turned back softly, and saw Mu Chuihan leaning on the couch with his eyes closed.The face that was always out of shape on weekdays showed an extremely painful expression at this moment, which made Zhuixing panic: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Chuanhan didn't answer.At this moment, his soul was suffering from severe pain, and it was extremely unstable, as if infinite misery and despair were rushing towards him.Those emotions burned his soul like a fire, and he was almost speechless.

After a while, Mu Chuihan finally calmed down, and reluctantly spoke, but his tone was extremely weak: "It's Fu Yan."

Speaking of Fu Yan, Zhuixing immediately understood.

Five or six hundred years ago, Mu Chuihan got a Lingsou grass by chance.This thing is extremely precious, nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, and almost only exists in legends and ancient books.For this reason, Mu Chuihan was extremely cautious. After a hundred years of research, he finally managed to create an ordinary human body using Lingsoucao as the carrier.

This has never been done before in the world of cultivating immortals, so Mu Chuihan didn't say anything about it. 18 years ago, he put a sliver of his spiritual consciousness into his body, and then put this body into the human world.Although the previous project took hundreds of years of careful attention, Mu Chuihan seemed to be extremely perfunctory when it came to naming it. Together with Zhuixing, he took the homonym of "Fu Yan".

Once the consciousness is divided, it will not be connected with the main body until the end of life.But at this moment, Mu Chuihan could feel such a strong resonance, it was obvious that there was something wrong with Fu Yan.

Zhui Xing asked anxiously: "Could it be that you have encountered a life-and-death dilemma?"

Mu Chuihan recovered a bit, gave a low "tsk", and said in disgust, "It's only been 18 years, so it's a little too disappointing."

Zhui Xing said: "Why don't I go and have a look first..."

As Mu Chuihan's natal spirit sword, he can accurately locate Mu Chuihan's spiritual consciousness.

"No need." Mu Chuihan rolled his eyes, and suddenly chuckled: "You just stay here and take care of my body."

Zhui Xing was stunned, and actually read a bit of excitement and anticipation from Mu Chuihan's expression.He doubted his ears blankly: "What are you looking at?"

As soon as he finished asking, Mu Chuihan closed his eyes, and fell limply on the couch like a kite with a broken string, without any movement.The fox fur slipped off his body slowly, and finally dragged to the ground, where Zhui Xing picked it up again.

Zhui Xing stayed where he was, thinking sadly, probably because he didn't practice virtue when he was still making a piece of iron, that's why he got such a master who left as soon as he said it today.