Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Ming Si Nian was right. His master, who set off a bloodbath in the Three Realms ten years ago and was the chief culprit who brought disaster to the world, is a peerless monster with a pair of blood eyes. Now he is not so clear-headed and treats himself as a three-dimensional man all day long. The silly... silly boy.

Even if he is lucky enough to be sober for a while during the day, he still regards himself as a treasure who should be taken care of meticulously, and cannot fall asleep alone without company, and he will strike the right string according to the fate and say a few words that attract people. Thinking about the truth, I turned around and forgot who I was.

As Feng Changhuan's first disciple, he felt deeply frustrated and humiliated, he gritted his teeth and wanted to prove to others that he was the one who could really give Master a peace of mind, why did he still trust that ugly thing in the end?

In terms of appearance, he couldn't compare to himself, and in terms of talent and learning, he couldn't match him. Where did he attract Master?

Since she has such a good relationship with him, why didn't she accept him as a disciple as he wished?

Ming Si Nian was puzzled, and Yu Fuchen was equally puzzled.

But he knew that the ugly thing really wanted to be nice to Feng Chang. If it was someone else, even if the master was sleeping on his shoulders, he would try to lift him to the bed to rest, while Yu Fuchen was just the opposite. Stubbornly, even if his back and arms were sore, he would not move even a little bit, even breathing carefully.

It wasn't until Feng Changhuan pursed his lips and turned over that he heaved a sigh of relief, stiffened again, and whispered to Min Sinian, "It's getting cold, help him put some clothes on."

"Actually, there is no need to do this step. Why don't you take him back to the room?"

"I want to be happy with him, without being bound by etiquette and dogma. I have never been filial to anyone, which is a big shortcoming, and I don't know how to do it. I always have to start first."

As he said that, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, which was the innocence that only belonged to young people.

"There's always a reason for him not to accept me, and that's fine, I'm very satisfied that I can take care of him by my side."

It's amazing.

As he said, Ming Sinian took off his coat and put it on the sleeping man's shoulders.Not only is he strict with others, but he is also strict with himself. He has no bad intentions, and he will not presume others' thoughts.

This kind of temperament is much better than the kindness on the surface, the person who stabs the knife in the back. To be honest, Yu Fuchen likes his duplicity very much, and he can't help but want to get to know his future brother in depth.

"When I was in the Buddhist sect, only the old monk and Xu Gui were close to me. Unfortunately, they didn't have a relationship with me as a teacher and student. Everything they did was dishonest. Did you honor Patriarch Yikui when you were in Taoyuan?"

Xu Shi hadn't opened up with anyone for a long time, but Ming Si Nian was in a good mood, and said "Mmm".

"Patriarch Yikui has treated me very well and has no reservations about me. She will teach me a thing or two even if it is the secret book that has been sealed in Taoxijian. At first, I was very angry because of unexpected misfortunes and misunderstood by others. She It took me several years to smooth out my thorns and edges, and taught me to be good. People are not saints, and it is normal to hold grudges. There is no way to completely remove them, you can only temporarily calm the demons."

Unexpectedly, the patriarch of the medical school is also so good at guiding people's hearts.

Ming Sinian looked at the golden phoenix totem on his left arm and smiled wistfully.

"Yu Fei's imprint was laid down for me by Patriarch Yikui when I calmed down for the first time. She said that my virtues are correct, and my kindness far outweighs my evil thoughts, which is enough to calm me down. .But she has a condition."

"condition?"

"Although I am a disciple of Taoyuan, besides the Zongmen, I can also worship others as teachers when I travel the rivers and lakes, but Patriarch Yikui wants me to keep in mind the good thoughts in my heart, and one day I will find the person whom thousands of people point out, and I must devote myself to worshiping under his sect Serving should never be alienated, and it is closer than treating Taoyuan. I have doubts about this, but I still agreed to her request, and it was not until half a month ago that she left the teacher's door to go out to practice, that she pointed out a clear way for me."

No wonder he always called the head of Taoxijian "Yikui Patriarch" instead of Shizun.

But this is also strange enough, Patriarch Yikui almost passed the mantle to him, saying that it is not surprising that he is the next head, so how could he allow him to serve someone else?

Thinking that apart from the Xuanji Pagoda, there was no sect that was as happy as Kyushu, only the Wuxiang Buddhist Sect and Taoxijian. I think the origin of the two is not as simple as the friendship between the heads.

Yu Fuchen guessed earlier that Master Xuyun knew that time was running out, and he was afraid that he would not be able to protect Feng Changhuan in the future, so he rescued him from Kunlun, and Taoxijian sent his disciples to protect him as a show of sincerity. , and even tied down the master-student relationship for them.

In the meantime, Kunlun Jiumeng Lord Liu Changting's attitude is also intriguing. He failed to succeed but announced the death of the monster to the world. Is it to save face or to protect him?

Yu Fuchen believed it was the former, but he hoped it was the latter, presumably the same is true for Ming Si Nian.

He asked again: "Is there any good way for Master to recover his spiritual power as soon as possible, or to recall the past?"

"He's hiding something from us, let's force him to ask..."

"Dare to harm Master, I will kill you!"

Yu Fuchen hastily changed his words: "I mean...he must remember it, and if you want to track it down, you have to start with his missing Shuangling soul, don't you have to... go to Jiuyou Huahai?"

At the beginning of Hongmeng, there were three realms between heaven and earth, just as the Taoists said: Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.Everything bears yin and embraces yang, and the spirit is full of peace.

Then immortals, humans, and ghosts live in the Three Realms, and they live in one side due to the principles of Taoism.

Human beings are masters of the mortal world. After attaining the Dao, they can ascend to the ninth heaven and ascend to immortality. If their cultivation is insufficient and they fail to achieve the true fruit, they will enter the ghost world in the state of a soul after death, where they will be punished by endless sins and suffer the pain of reincarnation. Then reincarnate.

Ordinary people are afraid of the Netherworld, and many monks are doomed to fail to become masters, so they are also extremely timid about this and keep secrets.I heard that in the realm of the netherworld, blood-colored manjusawa grow everywhere at the junction of yin and yang, take root in the desert, and move without wind. The [-]-mile long road is long, and the sun and the moon are born together, and everything touched is hot and nothingness. "Huahai" is a synonym.

It is worth mentioning that in the twelve prefectures there is a sect named "Jiuyou Huahai". They have guarded the gates of the ghost world for generations, not allowing strangers to step in, nor allowing the undead to escape. The self-reliance faction has not been in contact with the cultivation world for a hundred years, so it could not be ranked among the twelve states, but because it is indispensable to the three realms, it was attracted by the Xuanji Pagoda.

Nowadays, when people mention Jiuyou Huahai, the first thing that people think of is no longer Huangquan, but a group of people dressed in blood-colored robes outlining graceful figures, their skin is as white as snow, and their looks are alluring, but their expressions are like seven feet of ice. Such a cold female nun.

Yu Fuchen had no idea how much trouble Ming Si Nian's outstanding looks had caused him. This man's evaluation of women was only "troublesome", and Jiuyou Huahai was a sect that did not accept male apprentices.

Let Ming Sinian negotiate, it would be better to kill him alive! !

But he has an elm head, and he can only see that the person's face is not very good-looking, maybe he has something on his mind... But when Ming Si Nian faced him, how could he have a good-looking face?

From his point of view, this person is not likable, looks a bit feminine, and has a soft voice that does not sound masculine, isn't he just a sissy?

Let's delve deeper into why sissies don't want to associate with women, because they are afraid of being ashamed when they compete for beauty?

Besides, is there any plausible explanation? ?

"... Ugly thing, don't make trouble!"

"You can also explain something, okay, one of his three souls is missing, so of course he has to go to the ghost world to find it, unless someone gives..."

The other party snorted coldly: "Someone give it? Let's go on."

"Is it to let people get out of his body, take it for his own use, or seal it up."

"It seems that you are not stupid. Since the master caused troubles in the world back then, there must be something special about him. Even if his remnant soul goes to Jiuyou Huahai, he will be found by people digging three feet. After so many years, why do we need to do it ourselves?"

Reasonable and well-founded, Yu Fuchen was speechless.

"Master has been imprisoned in Kunlun for ten years. It is natural to go to the fairyland to inquire about news, but I am afraid that Master and you are both wanted by Jiumengjun. As long as you step into the boundary of Kunlun, you will be captured. You can't act rashly for the time being."

Thinking of Liu Changting's vicious eyes that wished to tear him into pieces, Yu Fuchen was terrified, and now thinking about it, he was terribly afraid, if he went to the door desperately, his life would be in danger...

Yu Fuchen felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if being blown by the icy cold wind from the top of Kunlun, so he couldn't help tightening his neckline.

"You are right, what should we do?"

While talking, he patted Feng Changhuan, who was not sleeping peacefully, who was being haunted by nightmares, and with a little reassurance, the man's frowning brows relaxed.

"Since you were able to rescue Master intact, it means you must be quite capable."

"You suddenly praised me, I feel cheated..."

"Fortunately, it's very simple. I just need a little effort from you..." Ming Sinian smiled slyly, and Yu Fuchen felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw it.

"Just a little..."