The reborn master is hard to do

The boy's eyes are shining, so pure that people can see the bottom at a glance. Jiuye Lichen looked at his eyes, and always felt inexplicably familiar. When he caught a glimpse of Chu Cunmo from the corner of his eye, he suddenly realized that Chu Yijin's eyes and Chu Cun's eyes were the same. Mo's eyes are indeed somewhat similar.

——Both of them happened to have the surname Chu, so they couldn't be brothers, could they?

However, if he was a real brother, with Luo Xingque's status and prestige, how could he let his family's blood flow outside for more than ten years and ignore him.

The world is so big, there are many surprises, and it is not surprising that people with similar names and appearances should be thinking too much.

It's really strange to say that he in modern times is [-] to [-]% similar to Nangong Ming here, and the eyes of Chu Cunmo and Chu Yijin are so similar, so many coincidences made him meet.

Speaking of which, Chu Yijin and Jiuye Lichen are not familiar, but he himself didn't feel that there was any estrangement, on the contrary, he was very familiar with him, "Now that there are no outsiders around, the master uncle should be called my nephew Yijin."

It's just a title, Jiuye Lichen naturally wouldn't want to delve into such a trivial matter, "Okay, Yijin."

Nangong Hengsang reminded: "Yijin, you are now the leader of a faction, you have to think about your words and deeds before you act, and you must not be impulsive. You are young and inexperienced in some things. You should consult Xiao Siming for everything. It is."

Xiao Ran's heart moved slightly. The old pavilion master died of illness due to overwork, Luo Xingque's side branch had long been eyeing him, and only the young young master remained in her direct lineage. Although she tried her best to help the young master, she was just struggling to support her.

Without Yuxuanzong's help, she would not be able to guarantee the young master's successful succession, so she has always been grateful to Yuxuanzong, "Yangjing Yuanzun can rest assured that Xiao Ran will not disappoint the old pavilion master's entrustment. I will assist the Pavilion Master well."

Hearing that the topic became heavy, Jiuye Lichen said: "Okay, don't mention such a heavy matter, Yijin is still young, and young people can learn everything quickly, so I'm not afraid that I can't manage Luo Xingque. Yes Now, where are you going next?"

Chu Yijin tapped her chin lightly with the tip of her fan, and shook her head, "I don't know, so just walk around casually, this time I'm here to travel, so I just walk around, and help anyone who needs help."

Compared with Yuxuanzong and Luoxingque's happy and harmonious, Hanling Island has been in a gloomy mist all the time.

In a secret room surrounded by stones, dense white banners were placed in the southeast, north, and west directions, and Bai Qian was also holding a banner in his hand.

There were four bowls of scarlet blood on the desk in front of him. He closed his eyes and held the spirit-calling flag while walking hexagrams, chanting words, and opened his eyes suddenly, splashing the four bowls of blood in mid-air and summoning the soul. on the banner.

He kept muttering, "Bai Yunzheng's soul returns here, Bai Yunzheng's soul returns here..."

After a long while, there was no movement in the secret room except him and Hall Master Zuo. Bai Qian gently placed the soul-calling flag on the desk, put his hands on the table, and lowered his head decadently.

Hall Master Zuo sighed and comforted: "Island Master, let's try again tomorrow, and one day the young master will come back."

"I followed the method given by the man in black, summoning the soul every day, but it's been almost two months, and Zheng'er's soul still hasn't returned, and I don't know what kind of suffering he is suffering now..."

"No, my subordinates believe that the island owner is so devoted to summoning souls every day, the young master will definitely come back, the island owner must not give up!"

As soon as the words fell, the curtains on the five soul-calling banners moved, and then a white mist like a human figure floated in.

Hall Master Zuo patted Bai Qian, who was downcast, and said pleasantly, "Island Master, look!"

Bai Qian raised his head in response, and saw Bai Yunzheng floating in front of him covered in blood, his soul and body were thin, as if it would be completely dissipated with a light touch.

After wasting his thoughts for so long, he finally saw that his son's soul had been brought back, Bai Qian said anxiously: "Leader Zuo, hurry up, send spiritual power to Zheng'er with me, and protect his soul."

"Yes!" Hall Master Zuo responded.

The two of them exerted their spiritual power together, and Bai Yunzheng's soul was like a dry sponge at this moment, and the spiritual power was like the nectar he had longed for, soaking his dry sponge-like soul little by little.

Bai Yunzheng's soul body kept absorbing spiritual power, and after a while, the foreheads of the two people who delivered the spiritual power were sweating, but at this important moment, all previous efforts must not be wasted, and no matter how uncomfortable it is, you have to endure it.

The lips of the two gradually began to lose their color, and just when Hall Master Zuo was about to lose his hold, Bai Yunzheng's soul finally woke up.

"Father...Father..."

Bai Qian relieved the pain in his chest, and struggled to get up, "Zheng'er Zheng'er... Daddy is here, don't be afraid, Daddy is here, no one can bully you..."

"Father... Zheng'er hurts so much! Those wild wolves bit me, and those sharp teeth tore off my flesh piece by piece, and ate them into their stomachs. Father, you want revenge for me! Revenge!"

Bai Yunzheng's face became more and more terrifying, but from Bai Qian's point of view, all this was because his son had suffered too much. Listening to his son's recounting the physical experience, he even felt that those wolves were biting his heart!

"Zheng'er, tell daddy who hurt you, daddy will avenge you!"

Right now, there is only resentment in Bai Yunzheng's heart. He hates Jiuye Lichen for obstructing him from being with Ling Zhiyi, so he is certain that he designed all of this, and that the man in black was sent by him to lure him into the game, and wait for him to do his best. After the operation, they secretly ordered someone to remove his body.

He said categorically: "It's Jiuye Lichen! It's him! It must be him! Dad, he hates what I did to Ling Zhiyi, that's why he hurt me like this! It's Jiuye Lichen, a virtuous hypocrite!!!"

Bai Qian had doubts at first, but now Bai Yunzheng personally accused him, throwing away all the doubts in his heart, adding new and old grudges together, completely pinning the feud of killing his son on Jiuye Lichen .

Because the soul has wandered for too long, just woke up and was too excited, Bai Yunzheng's soul body began to be confused again, his eyes blinked slowly, very lack of energy, seeing Bai Yunzheng's sluggish appearance, Bai Qian said in shock : "Master Zuo, hurry up, bring the soul-building cup!"

Hall Master Zuo staggered to the wall and took out an urn-like jar, opened the lid, and Bai Yunzheng's soul was sucked into it. Bai Yunzheng's soul was put back in peace, and the next step of the plan could be carried out. The letter in the sleeve was written tightly, and his eyes were dark and cold.

——Jiuye Lichen, one day, I, Baiqian, will definitely make you pay in blood!

At this time, Jiuye Lichen didn't even know that such a big pot was dumped on him inexplicably, and he was still humming a little song and taking a bath in the hot spring water.

I don't know why, when he came together today, his limbs felt limp, and he couldn't even practice swords, and he broke out in sweat after a while, so he told Nangong Ming to look after his disciples for him, so he went into the water and took a bath.

Looking at these scenes, Jiuye Lichen couldn't help but muttered to himself: "Oh...how can this scenery, this residence, this natural hot spring, and everything in Yuxuanzong be so good? I don’t have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation here, and I have a good cultivation base. The students are obedient, well-behaved and sensible. I don’t need to worry too much. There is a toilet, and buying a house is far away, let alone being able to retire in such a beautiful place, it is not so beautiful in dreams, but now I have picked up a big deal, haha..."

He muttered complacently here, he didn't know that Chu Cunmo who came to deliver dew tea was standing not far behind him, Chu Cunmo was very worried when he heard Nangong Ming say that Jiuye Lichen was not feeling well, so he came over Take a look, but he entered the courtyard and saw no one, so he had to go into the inner courtyard to find someone, and saw Jiuye Lichen taking a bath without thinking.

Jiuye Lichen was already good-looking, but now his black hair was scattered and immersed in the water, his face was slightly red because of the heat of the hot spring, and his lips were getting redder and tenderer from the steam.

Looking at the picture of a beautiful man bathing in front of him, Chu Cunmo felt that he was also soaking in the hot spring, his whole body was burning hot, and a touch of rosy crept up his neck and cheeks.

He told himself, don't look at evil, and wanted to close his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be glued to Jiuye Lichen, and he couldn't move them away at all.

"Chu Cunmo, why don't you go out? What do you want to do here!" He scolded himself to go out quickly, but his nimble feet in the past seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't move half an inch at all. When people fight, they are equal.

Jiuye Lichen suddenly felt a fiery gaze looking at him from behind, as if it was about to burn his back. Looking back, he found that it was Chu Cunmo, who was looking at him blankly, puzzled Said: "Cunmo, why didn't you make a sound when you came?"

Chu Cunmo was like a child who was caught doing bad things, he quickly looked away, stumbled helplessly: "Brother, the disciple brought dew tea to the master... On the way, I met a senior brother who said that the master was not feeling well. I didn't see Master from outside, so I entered the inner courtyard when I was worried, and as soon as I came in, I saw...see...Master, this disciple didn't mean it!"

So it turned out that Jiuye Lichen came out of the water indifferently, stepped ashore on the smooth stone steps with his pearly toes, and picked up the clothes that were placed aside.

Seeing Chu Cunmo's blushing face, Jiuye Lichen had a teasing thought in his heart, how could this child be so cute, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You and I are both men, I have what you have, and it's not big Girl, why are you so shy?"

Just now I accidentally saw Jiuye Lichen's sloppy body, and when he heard this sentence again, Chu Cunmo felt that he was about to burn up, and his throat felt dry, so he turned his back quickly and swallowed his saliva , stammered: "teacher, teacher... Respect what you teach and teach, don't take anything wrong..."

Tsk tsk tsk... This little innocent look, if he continues to be teased, he will probably be smoking. Jiuye Lichen shook his head helplessly, put on his clothes and walked to the outer courtyard.

After soaking in a hot bath to drive away the feeling of fatigue in the body, and then drinking this cup of sweet dew tea, Jiuye Lichen felt that this moment was simply heaven.

He squinted his eyes comfortably, and suddenly remembered that Chu Cunmo said before that he could not understand some of the words in the book, and glanced at Chu Cunmo who bowed his head silently, "Cunmo, didn't you say you recognized it before?" Don't you have many words? It happens that there is nothing to do today, so you go to the room and take out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and I will teach you as a teacher."

"Uh...Okay." Chu Cunmo obediently walked into the room.

After a while, Chu Cunmo took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them one by one on the stone table, "Master, the pen and ink are ready."

"Well, good." Jiuye Lichen dipped his pen into the ink and asked, "What do you want to write?"

"It's good for the master to make up his mind, and the disciples can learn whatever the master teaches."

Jiuye Lichen thought for a while and said: "Then I will teach you how to write your name first, Chu, Cun, Mo... just look at it!"

A stroke of paper, flowing clouds and flowing water, writing like clouds and smoke without losing character, really matches Jiuye Lichen very well.