Mozun's apprentice is wrong

It was written impressively on the paper: From now on, no more mention of female monks in front of the apprentice, no longer looking for a Taoist partner for the apprentice, and promise to take care of the apprentice Lin Yuyang-life-life- Beiming Tianzun Bai Ling left words.

The date and time were signed later, which was last night.

He forced himself to calm down, took a closer look, and found that it was not his own handwriting. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw three large characters scrawled at the end of the cursive: Got it.

It was his habit of approving the gods to hand over their merit books.

He felt dizzy for a while, hesitated for a while, and tried to roll up the papers and leave, but he heard a familiar voice behind him: "Master?"

He sighed softly, turned around and saw Lin Yuyang—looking at him with joy.He glanced at his apprentice, then at the paper in his hand, frowned and said, "What is this?"

The corners of Lin Yuyang's lips raised slightly uncontrollably, "Master promised the disciple yesterday."

"When will I..." Bai Jingxuan was about to refute, but he really didn't remember what happened last night, in case...is it true?

Lin Yuyang seemed to have expected it a long time ago, took the written note from the other party, spread it out, pointed to the inscribed note and said: "Here, Master wrote it himself."

Although the first half of Xin Dao's sentence is his own opinion, but the second half of the sentence is indeed said by the master himself, and the rounding is correct, the master agreed.

Bai Jingxuan blinked helplessly, as if he never denied it.

Could it be that he was really drunk last night?

Not only drunk, but also talking nonsense and writing inscriptions indiscriminately?

He suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

Seeing his bewildered and helpless expression, Lin Yuyang held back a smile and said, "Master speaks well, so you must do what you say, right?"

Bai Jingxuan's expression moved slightly, and he coughed dryly—"Of course." It's all in his heart, as the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, how can he break his promise and become fat.

Glancing at his apprentice, he hesitated to speak.

Lin Yuyang's eyes showed joy that could not be concealed, "Master was drunk yesterday, and this disciple will give you..."

"Who's drunk?" Seeing that the master showed displeasure, he raised his voice.

He hastily changed his words: "Yes... the disciple is drunk, and the deacon's hall just sent Xichun tea, which is very good for sobering up. Do you want to drink, Master?"

The white-clothed man murmured, after straightening his expression, he waved his sleeves and walked outside the door, saying: "Send me to the quiet room."

The orchid incense is burned all the year round in the Qingxuan Hall, and the whole hall is permeated with a faint scent of orchids, especially in the quiet room and Bai Jingxuan's bedroom.

The next morning, Lin Yuyang added incense to the furnace in the quiet room, and took out the newly delivered incense box, but when he opened the box, he smelled a strange aroma, which disappeared in an instant.

He was a little puzzled, that didn't seem to be the scent he was familiar with, he sniffed the box, and the smell just now disappeared completely, leaving no trace left.

Maybe when the deacon's hall delivered it, it was put together with other incense boxes, did the smell linger?Thinking so, he carefully checked the Lan Xiang in the box, and found nothing unusual.

Only then did he safely put it into the furnace.

The gray cat that hadn't been in the palace for a long time fluttered its wings and danced beside him, and finally landed on his shoulders and made a chirping sound.

He asked with a puzzled smile, "Why did you come in? Are you not afraid of Master?"

The gray bird was originally a spiritual bird that formed a bond with Bai Jingxuan, but after Bai Jingxuan recovered his spiritual veins, he became extremely timid, and never approached his bonded master, nor transformed into a Garouluo bird.

Bai Jingxuan was very depressed because of this - for a while.

But Hui Tai is very close to Lin Yuyang, so he only came to play with him as a bird.

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed the tit's small head, which was only the size of a thumb, and said softly: "—— Master will be back after meeting."

The latter seemed to enjoy his touch very much—his eyes were narrowed, but after a while, he shook his head and called out chirping again.

"What's the matter with you?" He looked puzzled, thought for a moment—oh, spread out his palms, and after a flash of spiritual light appeared in his palms—spiritual wheat, crystal clear, "Hungry?"

The bird fell into his palm, hesitated for a moment and pecked lightly.

At this time - a gentle spiritual breath poured into the room, he hurriedly whispered: "Master is back."

The bird's movement was stagnant, and it flapped its wings in a hurry and flew out of the window.

Seeing this, Bai Jingxuan, who was walking slowly, frowned and sighed silently—is he so scary?

Liuyang Xujiecao didn't recognize him before, and now the spirit bird that made a pact with him is also avoiding him. The spirits in this world are really against the sky!

Lin Yuyang lit the orchid incense with a smile in his eyes, poured tea and brought it to him.

The master in front of him is still expressionless and even a little stern in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, the dark waves are surging under those eyes like clear springs, clearly full of joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and he does not escape at all. But his eyes.

Shizun is such a person who doesn't appear on the outside, every time the emotions in his eyes are captured by him, and he laughs knowingly.

Such a peaceful time, he suddenly felt that if this life could go on like this, it would be the best destination he could imagine.

"Master, it's time for morning class, which sutra to read today?"

It was foggy all around, and I couldn't see clearly, and I couldn't tell whether it was morning or dusk.

Lin Yuyang saw himself under a huge pear tree in the □□ courtyard of the palace, and the pear blossoms were like snowflakes scattered on the branches, spreading to the roof and eaves of the palace, casting mottled projections.

At the end of the courtyard is a vast sea of ​​clouds, still magnificent as usual.

It was very quiet all around.

He felt that his body was light and floating, and it seemed that every step he took had an unrealistic sense of flickering.

He vaguely remembered that he was very groggy today and fell asleep early.

Is he dreaming?

On the bamboo couch under the pear tree - a figure, he - saw it clearly, walked forward slowly, and said softly: "Master?"

The other party didn't respond, so he walked around the bamboo couch and saw Bai Jingxuan lying on his side with his eyes closed, black hair scattered along his shoulders, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, thin beams and thin lips.

The bright red lips on the jade-colored face are as breathtaking as if they were carefully carved.

The snow-white pear blossom petals sprinkled all over the bamboo couch, fell off the shoulders, and the breeze blew through, raising a few strands of blue hair.

The fragrance of flowers passed the tip of his nose accompanied by the familiar fragrance of orchids, and he involuntarily reached out to touch that face, the silky and cool touch made his breathing sluggish.

Is it a dream?It seemed all too real.

He knelt down halfway, looked sideways at the sleeping Bai Jingxuan, a deep love wrapped in inexplicable sadness swept over his consciousness.

He slowly leaned down, tapped the bright red lightly on his lips, and dropped a subtle kiss.

At this time, a strange and vague laughter came faintly in his ears, and he suddenly started up.

But the laughter disappeared in an instant, and there was still a silence when looking around, only the slight sound of wind and the rustling of leaves.

He showed a hint of doubt, but when he turned his head again, he saw Bai Jingxuan standing in front of him, with sharp eyes and a jade-like face full of anger.

"Master..." Before he could make a sound, the opponent suddenly drew his sword, and in the blink of an eye he was already approaching.

"Rebel!"

He quickly retreated with his arms outstretched, the tip of the sword galloping close to his throat.The toes of the two skimmed the ground and raised a burst of smoke and dust.

He widened his eyes, and a trace of fear welled up in his heart.

He had retreated to the end of the courtyard, and there was an abyss under the sea of ​​clouds behind him, so he hurriedly turned around to avoid the point of the sword.

"Master!"

But the opponent's speed was too fast, and he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

The sword edge pierced into the flesh without hesitation, and the gurgling blood dripped to the ground, making a ticking sound in the silence.

He froze, and looked at Bai Jingxuan in disbelief and said angrily: "You are rebellious, today the deity will abolish your cultivation and expel you from the sect!"

Hearing the words expelled from the master's school, his pupils trembled, and suddenly he felt out of breath, and his voice became hoarse, "Master, I was wrong, don't drive me away..."

The tip of the sword advanced an inch, Bai Jingxuan gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Shameless."

The two words smashed all his hopes like a heavy hammer, and he felt cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He grasped the edge of the sword, and his palm was dripping with blood in an instant, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, but begged almost desperately, "It doesn't matter if you abolish your cultivation base or kill me...just ask Master Please don't drive me out of the school."

But the other party turned a deaf ear to his prayers, his gaze—Rin pulled out the blade, and at the same time—a palm hit his chest from the air.

In the line of sight, the white figure on the edge of the cliff was showing cold eyes, watching him fall expressionlessly, and a large number of pear blossom petals were swept into the sea of ​​clouds by the wind, lingering around him.

The top of the cliff was getting farther away, and the surroundings began to gradually fall into darkness. He seemed to hear a crisp cracking sound, but when he turned his head, he saw countless mirror fragments around him, reflecting his panicked face and a large number of fluttering petals...

"do not want!"

He yelled - and suddenly sat up in shock. Seeing that he was still in the bedroom, his clothes soaked in sweat, he let out a long breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Well...just a dream.

But there was a throbbing pain in his shoulder, he was a little surprised, subconsciously touched the place where the sword pierced just now, doubts appeared after a while, and the palm of his hand also felt a dull pain.

He wasn't hurt, but why was the pain so real?

At this time, it was already daylight, and he worriedly walked towards Bai Jingxuan's bedroom, but his master was nowhere to be seen.

When I found it outside the hall, I felt a strange spiritual pressure, just like the aura released by Master when he restored his spiritual veins, which made people respect and fear.

He saw the figure in white shirt standing under the pear tree, recalled the dream just now, his heart skipped a beat, and he frowned.

The divine power basically recovered, Bai Jingxuan tried his best to suppress the breath, but it still couldn't help overflowing, the birds on the treetops avoided it one after another, and flew high into the sky with a whirring sound, shaking off countless petals and falling on Bai Jingxuan's blue hair and shoulders.

The little squirrel who lived on the tree hid in the hole shivering and hesitated.

He glared at it angrily, thinking: Can't even run?

Sensing the aura of the disciple behind him at this moment, he said without turning his head, "What? Are you too scared to move?"

Lin Yuyang's expression was sluggish, and he thought to himself, what does this mean?Wasn't it just a dream?

He hesitated for a while, and tentatively said: "Master...why did you get up so early today? Did you dream?"

Bai Jingxuan turned around and raised his palms, during which a turbulent spiritual light flashed, "It's just that the cultivation base has recovered, the time spiritual flow is turbulent, and I can't sleep."

Lin Yuyang breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, it was just a dream.

He raised a smile, "What would you like to have for breakfast today, Master?"

The other party shook his head, "I have to do something important for the teacher, you don't go anywhere in the near future, just stay here to protect the Dharma."

Hearing that Bai Jingxuan was going to open the gate of heaven, Lin Yuyang's pupils were trembling, and he hurriedly stopped him: "Master, this is going against the sky, absolutely not!"

Bai Jingxuan shook his head, with his current unfeathering body, the only way to return to the upper heaven is to forcibly open the gate of heaven.

The doubt about Tu Yun—has been lingering in his heart for a long time, and once he regains his divine power, he can't wait—to find out.He had a hunch that if he didn't find out the reason why this person was able to pass the examination of heaven, there would be serious trouble.

"This is the only way to find Tu Yun," he said.

"No!" Lin Yuyang was anxious, and blurted out loudly, "It's really not easy for Master to restore his spiritual veins, how can he take such a risk."

"Disciple... can't agree."

Bai Jingxuan was beautiful and slightly twitched, thinking that you have turned the other way?Do you have your share?

"Even if you don't protect the Dharma, you still have the disciples who guard the palace, and the Xuanjing Hall and the Discipline Hall. It's the same with or without you." He spoke calmly, but Lin Yuyang's ears were inexplicably worried. .

Seeing the apprentice drooping his eyes and clenching his fists, he let go of his fists in an instant, with a dejected look.

He sighed slightly, and said: "As a teacher, you are already a god, what are you worried about?"

Lin Yuyang saw that he had made up his mind and knew that he was powerless to change, so he said: "...can I let my disciple accompany you?"

He shook his head resolutely, "Your realm is not enough, and you will die if you go there. Xuanjing Hall is now under the jurisdiction of Qingxuan Hall. Before you return as a teacher, you will lead Xuanjing Hall to protect the formation and Qingxuan Hall."

"In addition, the commandments hall is optimistic about the elders of each hall, don't let them have trouble."

Lin Yuyang had no choice but to bite his lower lip slightly, nodded slowly and said, "Disciple, I will guard the Qingxuan Palace for you."

The author has something to say: The apprentice said that one life is too short, and it will last forever!

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