Master always wants to attack me after being enchanted

The theoretical classes of Feng Yanshan disciples are all held on Shuhui Peak, and they are held separately according to the realm of their cultivation.

Lin Chongyu is now in the foundation building period, while Shen Heting is in the spirit transformation period, and the two do not attend classes together.

However, the Lord has orders, so Shen Heting accompanied Lin Chongyu to turn left and entered the classroom of the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Period.

The foundation building period are all disciples who have just started but not short.The most eye-catching genius disciple of Feng Yanshan's younger generation was in class with them. Although it had been almost a month, they still couldn't help but look back frequently.

After picking a corner seat, Shen Heting sat down expressionlessly.

Sitting next to him, Lin Chongyu sighed: "Brother Shen is indeed the center of attention everywhere."

Shen Heting: "...shut up."

Lin Chongyu shut his mouth knowingly.He saw the hidden displeasure in Shen Heting's eyes.

Although Lin Chongyu is often dizzy and confused about the situation, in fact, he is very sensitive to people's expressions and emotions, especially negative emotions.

He clearly knew that his showing of weakness just now just made Shen Heting feel sorry for him.And being poor doesn't mean anything.

For a proud man like Shen Heting, helping them out of sympathy for the weak is only out of the restraint of his Dao heart.

As for Shen Heting himself, he still despised him and hated him.

This displeased look reminded Lin Chongyu of an incident in his previous life.

He grew up in a welfare institution in his previous life.As for the adults in the orphanage, apart from the dean and the nurses, they are just couples who change their faces every day.Some are young, some are old.But without exception, they are all adopted children.

He clearly remembered that when those couples faced him, their eyes showed exactly the same dislike as Shen Heting's.

"What's with the scar on this kid's face?"

He hid at the door and heard one of the couples ask the dean.

The dean sighed, and said, "His parents burned the house down and both committed suicide. The child was also lucky and survived. But there was a burn scar on his face."

"Poor thing," he heard the wife say.

The dean said: "Actually, An An is still young. Taking him for surgery will definitely make him better, but the orphanage really doesn't have any money... What do you think?"

"I'm sorry." The husband said, "We are also poor. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't come here to adopt a child and just be a test-tube baby."

The dean said: "It's okay, I understand, I will take you to see the next child."

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The memories of the previous life were not very good. Lin Chongyu sat at the table and did not speak for a long time.

There are more and more people around, gradually becoming noisy.

Before the celestial master who taught the class came in, a group of brothers who had a good relationship with Shen Heting surrounded him, and were about to comfort this proud man who was unlucky and accused of being someone else's servant, when the proud man said, "Listen to me!" "Say a few words" were all stopped back, and by the way, I was forced to listen to a tragic story of "Substitute Apprentice in the Realm of Cultivation".

Shen Heting has a brilliant literary talent. Listening to him and others talking about how pitiful he is, Lin Chongyu himself feels a little pitiful.

If it weren't for the displeased look in the other party's eyes that was so impressive just now, Lin Chongyu would almost believe that this is a kind and compassionate monk.

He looked at Senior Brother Shen who was still eloquently citing classics and giving a small speech, and said in disbelief: "This exaggerated description and exaggeration... It seems that I have read the scriptures a lot."

Shen Heting is a new star who has attracted much attention among the younger generation. Gossip about him is just like asking about celebrities' gossip in previous lives. You can hear a lot of interesting things if you just put your ears to it.

For example, Senior Brother Shen, who seems to have the burden of being an idol, has a little hobby, that is, he likes to read story books, and he loves them more and more.

It is said that he once wrote two scriptures and sold them in the human world. After being caught by the third elder, Shen Qingshu, he was thrown on the torture platform and whipped in public.

However, this was all when the proud son of heaven was young.He grew up a lot more stable.That part of the past has also become his dark history.

After Senior Brother Shen's eloquent speech, Lin Chongyu changed from a hostile evil force to a poor little man persecuted by evil forces.

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Brother Shen's small group quickly accepted Lin Chongyu, and said: "Junior Brother Song, don't worry, we will do our best to help you reach the golden core stage within three months."

Lin Chongyu looked at his spirit body silently, and found that his cultivation base had increased again. He didn't know why, so he fell asleep and did nothing, and his cultivation base increased a lot.

If this goes on like this, he will probably reach the golden core stage soon.

He was a little worried, and had to find a way to suppress his cultivation.

However, not everyone accepted him here.

At least, the classmate He Bichu who taunted him crazily yesterday had an embarrassing look on his face...and a little anger.

Lin Chongyu expressed his understanding.

After all, Brother Xiao He helped the boss of this small group complain about injustice and crazily output and attack the enemy yesterday. Today, the boss said that the enemy is so pitiful, and we have to help him.

He Bichu turned his head and met Lin Chongyu's gaze.

Lin Chongyu blinked innocently.Why bother to blush and thick neck at first, and then - skip class.

The immortal who taught the class was the master of Shuhui Peak, known as Duchen Xianzun, who was famous for his profound knowledge and was the first theoretical giant in the cultivation world.He has white hair, but his face looks very young, not more than 20 years old.

During the roll call, Duchen Xianzun saw that there was one person missing and did not lose his temper. He continued to attend class with a smile on his face. He seemed to have a good temper and was quite easy to talk to.

If it wasn't for that night, when Lin Chongyu heard the sound of killing pigs from Shuhui Peak that resounded throughout Fengyan Mountain, ah, no, it was the scream of monk He Bichu, he probably really thought that Duchen Xianzun was a Good tempered people too.

Hmm... In the future, don't complain about the inability to understand the lectures of this immortal. Lin Chongyu swallowed another peach-flavored elixir, and secretly made up his mind to listen to the lectures seriously.

According to Duchen Xianzun's theory, every time the monks increase their cultivation base by a certain amount, they have to go through a lot of experience to consolidate their foundation.As for the specific amount of this "certain cultivation level", you can read the works of Duchen Xianzun.

In short, during this period of time, Lin Chongyu's cultivation has increased rapidly with the help of his master and the brothers and sisters in the small group.

It's time to go to practice.

Master found him this day and said: "There is a secret place in the northwest, you and I will experience it."

Lin Chongyu knew that in the northwest of the cultivation world, there were countless secret realms and monsters, and it was the most suitable place for students in the cultivation world to practice.

However, this place was already the territory of the Demon Realm five years ago, and now few sects would allow their disciples to go to the northwest to practice.

However, after returning to the realm of comprehension for so long, Lin Chongyu is more or less aware that his master now has an extraordinary status in the realm of comprehension. Not only is he regarded as a master in the realm of comprehension, but he is also famous in the demon realm, which no one dares to provoke.

Although there are many rumors that his master is the devil, they are all nonsense.How could a great monk like his master, who was destined to ascend to the ascension, have anything to do with the Demon Realm?

Being not afraid of Demon Realm only means that the master is powerful.

On this day, Master took him to the Demon Realm in the northwest on a spirit deer.

At the junction of the Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm, there is a city called Jincheng. From the Demon Realm to the Cultivation Realm, and from the Cultivation Realm to the Human Realm, one must pass through Jincheng.There are many types of aborigines in the city. There are humans, monks, demons, and of course some lonely ghosts. There is always everything.

Although the composition of this city is complicated, it is quite harmonious.

As for why?Then we have to talk about the city lord of this city, that's right, the city lord of this city is Gongsun Mausoleum, the respected lord of the cultivation world.

When talking about this with the brothers and sisters in the small group, Lin Chongyu was also shocked from ear to ear.A "transportation hub" like Jincheng is actually controlled by Master!

"Then the sky and the earth, isn't it my master who dominates alone?"

Shen Heting nodded, feeling like the leader of a small group.

Now following such a big boss, Lin Chongyu doesn't feel nervous about training at all, and even feels a little bit out on vacation.

Gongsunling ordered Linglu to stop in front of an inn in Jincheng.

Bai Zhidu is the proprietress of Xiyuan Inn, she looks better than Xizi, when she was young she was known far and wide as a hot pepper, but now that she is older, she is quiet and elegant.

During this period of time, there were many monks coming and going, and the inn was short of manpower, so she temporarily acted as the waiter. At this time, she was holding two plates, smiling kindly, and serving food to people herself.

Her eyes were smiling, and she looked at the two honored guests at the table and said earnestly: "You two immortals, take it easy."

"Thank you." One of the teenagers thanked her with bent eyes. The light brown pupils were clear without any impurities.

Bai Zhidu was taken aback for a moment, and then he looked at the boy seriously.

At this time, the people at the other table suddenly came forward and bowed their luggage to the fairy who was wearing a black robe next to him, and the leader said: "This junior has seen the lord."

Bai Zhidu was startled, this is actually the legendary lord?

The person next to him...with such a stunning appearance and being able to serve the Lord around him, must be Song Luo'an, the new apprentice of the Lord who has been widely rumored in the cultivation world for more than three months.

Hearing the sound, the Venerable Master leisurely raised his eyelids, glanced at the person coming, his tone was cold, and he could hear the displeasure of being disturbed: "Who are you?"

"Junior Lu Xiao, the first disciple of Crescent Moon Peak in Fengyan Mountain."

Crescent Moon Peak is the domain of Great Elder Feng Yisheng.

Bai Zhidu backed away silently, but pricked up his ears to pay close attention to the movement here.

"This is Junior Brother Song, right?" Lu Xiao saw that the Venerable Master only raised him up and glanced at him, then ignored him, and turned to look at the young man next to him.

The young man's face was handsome and striking, but he seemed a little restrained, and his voice was very stiff: "Hello, Senior Brother Lu."

Bai Zhidu caught a glimpse of the young man's picturesque eyebrows from the corner of his eye, and thought in his heart that he is such a glorious young man, what a pity and pity.

It's a pity that such a person has become someone else's stand-in, and he doesn't have much time to live.

Since Lin Chongyu, the disciple of the Venerable Master, died ten years ago, the Venerable Master has been haunted by nightmares, and he will be possessed by demons every fifth day of October.

Calculating the time, there is only half a year left.

Bai Zhidu let out a long sigh, filled with pity for the boy.

After all, in the past, none of the substitutes could survive the day when the Lord was enchanted.