Cultivation of disciples and disciples to become gods

Chang Yanfeng's nights are not always peaceful.

Some spirit beasts come out at night, and if there is any movement, it will affect other light-sleeping beasts, and then they will toss into the night.

After calming down the spirit beast in the cage, the disciples of the Changyan peak class who watched the night saw Li Yuanbei standing not far away, and hurriedly saluted: "Elder Li."

The elder in the dark robe responded lightly and asked, "Have there been any spirit beast riots recently?"

The disciple thought about it carefully, and replied cautiously: "Not many times, it happened twice during the disciple's recent vigil."

"Hmm." Li Yuanbei's face was expressionless, with a light dark complexion, but the deep wrinkles between his brows always made people feel gloomy.

He asked again: "Has the number of spirit beasts changed?"

"A few days ago, Changchuan Fengyan seconded seven snow shadow beasts, and the Miaoyinniao that Changbifeng seconded before has not returned..." The disciple looked at his face and said: "Now there are 230 beasts, and the spirits There are 470 more birds."

Li Yuanbei frowned: "Urge them to return as soon as possible."

"In the future, if anyone comes to Changyan Peak to borrow spirit beasts, they will all be rejected."

The disciple looked tangled, and said: "But... But those are all borrowed by the elders..."

Li Yuanbei pulled his face down and said: "I will tell them, the rest of them just ignore it."

The disciple could only nod his head in response: "Yes, elder."

Li Yuanbei came to Huiri Hall in a hurry, and was about to knock on the door when he was stopped suddenly: "Brother Li? What are you doing here so late?"

He looked back and saw Yan Li in a brocade robe standing at the bottom of the steps.

"I'm here to ask Senior Brother Lu something," he said, "Why are you here?"

Yan Li sighed, stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Lu..."

He lowered his voice and said: "Liuboqi and Suan Tianyan have used too much, I let him rest early."

Li Yuanbei was shocked when he heard the words, lowered his voice and shouted: "Is he dying?!"

Yan Li hurriedly pulled him away. He looked back at the dim lights in Huiri Hall, and said helplessly, "You also know that Ziyuan also went to the realm of Yundu...now all sects can't get in touch with those who have experienced in the secret realm. Disciples, they all came up again and asked Senior Brother Lu to divination whether they are alive or dead."

"He is also anxious, when he divination for other sects, he also has to calculate the situation of Zi Yuan and the others..."

"He is really..." Li Yuanbei was speechless and just sighed deeply.

The disciples who went to Yundu Realm this time were almost all high-level and elite disciples; what's more, Lu Ziyuan was Lu Mengsheng's only relative, so the relationship between them and his disciples was naturally deeper.

But like this kind of life and death mystery, every time Lu Mengsheng does his calculations, he is overdrawing his own life.

But the current situation was helpless, Li Yuanbei rubbed his forehead and asked, "Is there any news?"

Yan Li shook his head, and said: "Brother Lu didn't say anything, but when he heard that the soul lamps of the Tianyan Gate were off, he became restless again."

"Three days ago, Senior Sister Zhong found out that he was doing divination again. She was so anxious that she took away his chessboard and asked me to come and watch him every day."

Li Yuanbei was silent for a while, and asked: "Is there really no other way?"

Yan Li looked solemn, and slowly shook his head: "We can't get in, and they can't get out... Brother Lu can only see life and death, and he can't control the rest."

Both of them fell silent for a moment.

"Squeak—" With a sound, the door of Huiri Hall was pushed open.

Lu Mengsheng gathered his coat, looking tired: "What are you two doing here?"

The night breeze was cool, his voice could not hide its hoarseness and oldness, and the two of them turned around suddenly in shock.

Li Yuanbei was startled. A cultivator is different from ordinary people who pay attention to time. He hasn't seen Senior Brother Lu for several months, but he didn't realize how long it has been. But he didn't expect that Lu Mengsheng has gray hair now!

He was sore in his heart: "Senior Brother Lu..."

Lu Mengsheng glanced at him, did not answer, leaned against the door frame, and said wearily: "Go back earlier, I can't sleep because of the disturbance."

Yan Li hesitated to speak, so he resigned first.

Before leaving, he winked at Li Yuanbei, but Li Yuanbei didn't respond, and he was still standing in front of Huiri Hall.

Lu Mengsheng was expressionless, turned around to close the door, then paused: "Come in, I have something to ask you."

Li Yuanbei walked into Huiri Hall and found that the furniture arrangement inside was still exactly the same as it was three hundred years ago.

"Do you know what I called you to ask?"

Li Yuanbei said: "I don't know."

"Your Majesty!"

Lu Mengsheng threw down the teacup suddenly, and the tea mixed with the fragments of the porcelain cup fell to the ground.

There happened to be a piece of debris under his knee, and Li Yuanbei knelt down straight, bowing his head in silence.

Lu Mengsheng looked at him indifferently, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his arm, lifted his sleeves, revealing mottled wounds.

Lu Mengsheng's old voice sounded: "Spiritual beasts have been invaded by demon energy, why not report it?"

Li Yuanbei gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Your spirit beast, that Suzaku," Lu Mengsheng said suddenly, "has been dead for many years, it will be resurrected soon."

Li Yuanbei raised his head suddenly, and opened his eyes wide in panic: "It's not like they have demonic energy entering their bodies now, it's just that there are frequent riots..."

"Frequently?" Lu Mengsheng sneered and said, "If I hadn't been concerned about Qingheng Mountain, I wouldn't have known that my sect still has demon energy!"

When he closed his eyes, it was the black energy from the countless spirit beasts in Changyan Peak that entangled him so that he could not sleep at night.

"Li Yuanbei!" Lu Mengsheng was furious, and said, "They are just spirit beasts! If you deal with them now..."

"Just spirit beasts?"

Li Yuanbei repeated: "It's just a spirit beast?"

Lu Mengsheng paused. He knew that he was impatient and couldn't choose what to say, so his voice dropped a lot: "They have already been infected with demonic energy..."

"Senior brother Lu," Li Yuanbei interrupted him, "I have been in the mountain gate for 300 years, and I have not been able to practice the Tao. If it weren't for Suzaku, I would not have reached the stage of transformation."

"People in the world disdain spirit beasts, and it's a joke to mention the word 'beast control'," Li Yuanbei felt his head heat up, and poured out the words that had been suppressed in his heart for several years:

"I have been with you for a total of 300 years. Although we have different teachers, we have worked together for more than a hundred years. I know that you have no prejudice against me—"

"But disciples from other peaks in Qingheng Mountain, or other sects in the cultivation world, wouldn't it be a mockery to mention my Changyan Peak?!"

Li Yuanbei raised his eyes to look at Lu Mengsheng's old face, and gradually calmed down: "Senior brother Lu, I understand the seriousness of a spirit beast being infiltrated by demonic energy..."

His voice was pleading: "I will definitely find out the source of the devilish energy. Give me some time. When Suzaku comes back to life, I will be able to..."

"Okay," Lu Mengsheng leaned back on the Eight Immortals chair, looking exhausted, "You have to understand that Moxiu has been on the verge of moving recently. If other people know about the fact that the spirit beast was invaded by the devil's energy, Qingheng Mountain must have an explanation... ..."

"Yuan Bei, I won't be able to keep you when the time comes."

The pain in the knee came intermittently, and Li Yuanbei whispered: "I know..."

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"Magic to God":

"...'What kind of spirit beast is that, with such beautiful feathers?'

'That's Miaoyinniao, Elder Zhong borrowed it from Chang Yanfeng to accompany us to study music theory. '

A few nuns from Changbifeng, carrying long zithers and pipas on their backs, gathered around the plane tree to watch.

The spirit bird they were talking about stayed docilely on the treetops, and its singing was melodious and ethereal, which attracted Fu Yaoye to look up.

'Miaoyin bird? '

Seeing him curious, Lu Ziyuan pursed her lips and said, "Isn't it a nice voice?" '

Fu Yaoye nodded. He had seen Miaoyinniao in Buddhist classics before, and he only thought it existed in legends, but he didn't expect it to exist.

Lu Ziyuan said: "These are the spiritual birds cultivated by Elder Li. Because of their beautiful singing and good understanding of music theory, they are called by the name of Buddhism." '

Fu Yaoye looked at Miaoyinniao's plain and elegant feathers, nodded and said, "It's really suitable. '

Lu Ziyuan said: "That's right, Elder Li is amazing, all the spirit beasts in Changyan Peak have been tamed by him..."

It seems that because girls are kind-hearted and like spirit beasts, Lu Ziyuan talked endlessly about the various spirit beasts in Changyan Peak.

Fu Yaoye only saw Elder Li who practiced beast control once in the conference, so he must be a kind-hearted ascetic.

......"