Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

At the beginning of apprenticeship, Ming Sinian's top priority is to learn to communicate with Feng Changhuan.

The day was sunny, and when he went out early in the morning, he saw Feng Changhuan sitting on the wall looking at the sky in a trance, swinging back and forth with his bare feet, eating a pomegranate with relish.

Bai Zi was kneeling beside him, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Ming Si Nian went up to bow respectfully, and called out "Master, good morning". Seeing that the man had no time to pay attention to him, he meditated and sat up by himself. Gather in the heart to protect the golden elixir.

When he was about to open his eyes, Yu Fuchen came quietly at some time, and was lying on the back with Feng Changhuan helplessly, playing with his long hair and braiding it. Seeing him come back to his senses, he reminded:

"Xugui wants me to tell you that it is best to make a decision today, otherwise the Gu worms will invade your heart, and Jiuchongtian will not be able to save you."

Ming Si Nian rubbed his chest subconsciously, the Gu worm hadn't moved since last night, and he couldn't feel how serious the injury was.

He is a doctor himself, and he understands that many diseases are only discovered when they re-enter the bone marrow, and they have long since been unable to recover.

Since he was a child in the School of Medicine, he had been influenced by his ears and eyes, and he cherished his life very much, just like a cat who licks its fur every day, it is impossible for him to be killed by Jiuyin Island for no reason.

"Master, how do you think my injury should be treated?" Ming Sinian said it again, and then wrote it again in Feng Changhuan's palm, as if it was specifically for Yu Fuchen.

The man thought for a moment, then called Baizi to pat its head, obviously answering:

"How can I watch you die as a teacher? As long as I can save you, I will do my best to help you."

Yu Fuchen discovered that Baizi would only droop his eyelashes when he was in contact with Feng Changhuan. He had a friendly and well-behaved appearance. If someone else was in front of him, he would definitely be strutting in front of him. His bright eyes were full of vigilance. As long as he violated its territory, Immediately strike back.

He hadn't heard the old monk mention the Qiming Immortal Deer before, so he didn't know much about it, but since it can get rid of the influence of the Nine Yin Poison Gu, it should be a spiritual thing that the cultivation world can't dream of, and it will be used by people once it falls into the mortal world.

Ming Si Nian lowered his eyes, he refused to accept this kind of therapy that harms others and heals himself, not to mention contrary to the purpose of Taoyuan, and even more ignorant of his conscience.

This person has a bad temper, but he is not a wicked person in his heart. Some people may accuse him of hypocrisy and hypocrisy, but the bottom line he insists on will not change because of what others say.

How rare.

It is a pity that such a person died in vain.

Yu Fuchen wrote in Feng Changhuan's hand: "Aside from the blood of the fairy antler, is there any other way to save his life?"

Feng Changhuan really should know, but his three souls and seven souls are incomplete, and he can't remember the past even if he beats his forehead.

"Yes...but I can't remember."

"He is telling the truth. I didn't have time to explain the details yesterday. What he lost was the soul of refreshing spirit. This thing is in charge of people's mind. If it is gone, he will become a fool. Like him before, even if he can speak well I can’t communicate with people either, simply put, it’s just my brain is sick.”

An explanation came from afar, and following the sound, a shiny bald head drifted over.

This person's face was very handsome, his face was very fair, and his voice was somewhat familiar. Ming Si Nian didn't dare to think wildly for a while, bowed his head to bow to the person, and whispered to Yu Fuchen: "This Buddha cultivator is..."

"You don't know each other after taking a bath?..."

Xugui showed great kindness, and finally took a bath after three years, his body exuded the fragrance of lotus, changed his previous sloppy behavior, Ming Sinian just didn't see him and the dirty bald donkey in Lixue Pavilion yesterday is alone.

Only Yu Fuchen had an expected expression, and his distaste for Xu Gui remained the same as before.

I really don't understand why this person likes to be unkempt because of his good looks. Is it so difficult to be a human being?

"The Gu worms in Jiuyin Island are all fed by the owner with blood essence. Unless the owner is willing to take out the Gu worms for you and suffer backlash, any method is just to relieve the pain. The same is true for the blood of immortal deer antler, which can only make the Gu worms rest temporarily. , if the owner doesn't want to kill you, and doesn't want to kill themselves, they will make the Gu worms sleep in their own way, the effect is similar to it, and it is safer. So I advise you, there is no need to carry it hard, just in case..."

"I want to gamble."

"...Are you really going to take the risk?"

Ming Sinian was extremely calm, and changed his previous arrogance: "What is betting on my life in Bu Yinlou's eyes?"

"Why did you get involved with the bastard from Lingxue Palace again?"

Xugui naturally didn't know what Ming Sinian had experienced before he came to the Buddhist sect. He had been away from the world for a long time, and he hadn't even heard that the enmity between Taoxijian and Jiuyin Island was so deep that they would go to war.

And Yu Fuchen was surprised that the disciple of Lingxue Palace who he said was mixed with Jiuyinhou... was actually Buyinlou? !

I think that this person spread his fame to the twelve states when he was only [-] years old. The reason is that he was appointed as the heir of Lingxue Palace at a young age. The reason why the industry is handed over to others.

It is said that he was born with silver hair, and came to the world with a vision, his appearance is unrivaled, and he is graceful.

Strange to say, it wouldn't be surprising if only female cultivators fell in love with him. Every generation in the cultivation world has monks with extraordinary looks that attract much attention, just like Liu Changting, the Jiumeng Lord who had not yet become the ultimate immortal. Today, there are still many female cultivators trekking across mountains and rivers to go to the Kunlun Wonderland, just to see the beauty of the peerless people that has not changed for many years.

But there is a world of difference between Buyinlou and Liu Changting, the latter is unkind, but he is the type who can take all men and women, even if a monk with a round waist, fat body and ugly appearance comes here attracted by his reputation, he can still say a few words of love to him. People are so coaxed that they don't know east, west, north, south, and the head of Lingxue Palace, who has attracted his beloved son, has to revise the dogma for him.

Therefore, Ming Si Nian's evaluation of him is short and to the point:

Passionate, scum, flower-willow-disease spreader!

"But it's not surprising that Buyinlou and Jiuyin disciples are mixed together. He is a dandy who can be tricked into his arms with sweet words from the very beginning to the old age. It will never be him..."

"The owner of this Gu worm is Bu Yinlou."

Ming Si Nian's voice was clear, but Yu Fuchen felt that his words were connected together so that people could not understand the meaning contained in them.

This is a hidden secret that he did not disclose yesterday.

First of all, Lingxue Palace maintains neutrality in the Twelve States, and it exists to mediate disputes between all parties. When the war between Taoxijian and Jiuyin Island was on the verge of breaking out, Lingxue Palace was also involved in mediation. It always requires fairness and justice, and cannot favor one side.

Although the dispute between the two factions has faded away for a long time, Buyinlou, as a controversial figure, must be extra careful not to damage the reputation of Lingxue Palace, but he has colluded with Jiuyin Island, and even used his secret method to raise poisonous animals. Gu harm people.

Regardless of the purpose, just because Ming Sinian is an insider, Bu Yinlou has the motive to kill and silence.

Yu Fuchen was a little worried: "What if there is a deer antler to suppress the Gu worms in his body, but the owner uses the power of the poisonous Gu to forcibly harm him?"

Xu Gui said bluntly: "Gu worms will only obey their owners, unless the host dies."

As a victim, Ming Sinian had already guessed this possibility, and his calmness at this moment was disturbing

"He's not stupid enough to kill me to keep a secret. The Gu worms are just a warning to me. It doesn't matter if you don't take the blood of the velvet antler. It's just a little painful, and I can bear it."

Spiritual beasts are rare. In the early years when Wanshou Valley was not involved in Shenzhou, the monks hunted and killed many spiritual creatures for their own use in order to greatly improve their own skills.

The fairy deer is the master of spirit beasts, with a lifespan of up to a hundred years. The male deer can only grow antlers ten years after they become adults, and it takes 50 years to form them.

Everyone has a heart of compassion, let alone a doctor with a good hand and a benevolent heart.

Ming Sinian's nature is like a proud beast, disregarding everything, and never allowing anyone to step into his inner world. When injured, he will only hide in a hidden place and lick his wounds alone, without the help of others, let alone be disdained to be hurt. Give mercy.

But Yu Fuchen thought, perhaps in his heart he still longed for someone to see through his loneliness, and was willing to take a long-term companion as comfort.

Out of sympathy, he really wanted to get close, but he was afraid that his presumptuousness would make that person even more resistant, so he withdrew his actions before meeting Ming Si Nian.

Instead, a pair of sharp-boned hands caressed Ming Sinian's forehead hair on his behalf, and smiled at the high wall he built out of stubbornness.

Feng Changhuan's body temperature was very cool, and when he touched Ming Si Nian, the heat on the latter's face gradually subsided a lot.

With a smile on his face, he didn't tell what is right and wrong, what is right and wrong, and what to do as a gentleman.Instead, she leaned close to his ear and whispered in a barely audible tone:

"Don't be afraid, since you worship under my sect, no one will be able to touch you from now on."

It was clearly a cripple with broken inner alchemy and little spiritual power left, but the words he said made people feel so at ease...

Ming Sinian looked at him, feeling that the shield wall in his heart was melting and collapsing, and his reservedness and stubbornness were being shaken.

At the moment of tenderness between master and apprentice, Yu Fuchen, a lonely family member, felt a little bitter, thinking that he was an outsider after all these years of wandering, even to the Buddhist sect who used it to make a living.

The world is so big, but he doesn't know where to stay.

He is not qualified to sympathize with Ming Si Nian, they are essentially the same kind of people, and the pity in his heart is just because of the same disease.

However, just when he mustered up his courage and wanted to ask Feng Changhuan to accept him as his disciple again, Xu Gui, who was beaten by Bai Zi, said something unpleasant:

"Amitabha, monks don't lie. Forgive me, this benefactor is not as good as cremation. Before the other party has the intention to kill you, catch him by surprise. Kill him by surprise. Don't show mercy! Once the owner dies, the gu As far as the worm is concerned, it's like a puppet without a controller, you might as well use your beauty to approach Buyinlou, and then..."

He raised the knife in his hand, then scratched his neck, rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, pretending to be dead and grimacing.

Ming Sinian was too lazy to look at him, seeing Feng Changhuan couldn't stop staring at Yu Fuchen's movements, he felt uncomfortable.

For some reason, he clearly didn't know the two of them well enough, but he just felt that the master cared more about the outsider than he did.

It has nothing to do with emotions, but it's just that if you've been alone for too long, you will have an inexplicable obsession with your destination, and you will have a strong possessive desire.

He is like this now, he can't bear Master's affection for outsiders, let alone share with others what should belong to him alone.

It's like a person who has been hungry for a long time, and someone suddenly gives him a big piece of cake to satisfy his hunger. He wants to monopolize all of it and never share it with others.

It is also because of this that he hates Yu Fuchen. If the relationship is to come first, then come first, then he will definitely be the loser, so he draws the boundaries so clearly.

He repays the kindness that should be repaid, and he will never give more than that!