Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

She frowned at this point, lost in thought.

In the past, she always thought that the person Xie Jiuqing admired was Feng Mosheng. She thought he was worthless, so she had done a lot of extreme behaviors, but now she thinks that Junior Brother Xie seems to be playing tricks.

Uncle Qing Jingzi invited her to send medicinal materials to Qianqing Peak, and she saw with her own eyes that Junior Brother Xie, who had always shown no signs of expression, was standing in front of the bed of Immortal Qianqing, his eyes were red, and there were faint tears in them. The stinky face is scary, and the air pressure in the whole body is extremely low. It looks like it is about to kill someone, and no one dares to approach it.

This is the expression of excessive grief.

Even when Feng Mosheng was injured and unconscious, she didn't see him like this, she felt a little suspicious...

Thinking of this, she began to feel sorry for the other party again.

Back then when she liked Junior Brother Xie, she was angry and angry when she learned that Junior Brother Xie had someone she liked. You are also a big boss, don't leave your apprentice and you can't live, then I will despise you!"

Feng Mo's voice: "..."

It was written on his face: I like Xie Jiuqing, will I die without him?

Taozi covered her mouth and smiled, "Be careful recently. When I came back from gathering herbs, I found a demon disciple at the foot of the mountain. Don't turn around and get kidnapped! I heard from the elders of the sect that he has done a lot of things like robbing beautiful women." .”

The big devil has a vicious reputation, which is obvious to all.

Before leaving, Feng Mosheng threw her a bottle of cultivation-enhancing pills, expressing that she knew it and asking her not to worry about it.

He wanted to go to see Feng Lange, but he hesitated again. The other party was hostile to him, and he might not want to see him when he was sick, so he thought to ask Xie Jiuqing when he came back before making a decision.

That night, he saw someone.

Because of that bad mood, he resisted resting, so he might as well give the little boy more time in the long night.

The little fox cub has grown up a lot now, turned into a milk doll and looks like two or three years old, it loves to eat the white peach fruit in the spiritual field, as soon as Feng Mosheng takes it out, it will excitedly wave its little arms and legs, and even ask for a side She clapped her hands and shouted sweetly, "Daddy, I want to eat this!"

Alas, the cubs under the sun are so cute that people can't resist them.

Feng Mosheng pinched its chubby little face.

The little fox cub hugged the spirit fruit that he had gnawed a few mouthfuls, raised his head and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, don't be with that big monster, he is a bad guy, he is the best at deceiving people, and he specializes in deceiving people to do bad things! Shameful face !"

At first, Feng Mosheng didn't understand who the "big monster" it was talking about was. Later, when Xie Jiuqing came, the little fox pointed at him and called him, and then he understood.

He frowned, and wiped the juice from the corner of the boy's mouth, "He is Daddy's apprentice, he has saved Daddy many times, you can't disrespect him when you see him in the future, understand?"

If one day Xie Jiuqing was offended and made a pot of broth for this brat, he would be very sad.

Judging from the current situation, Xie Jiuqing is quite normal, but I don't know if the other party will become black in the future.

So take precautions.

The little fox cub was extremely wronged, he groaned and gnawed on the fruit to get discouraged, and he didn't answer his question.

Feng Mosheng sighed, "Daddy will explain to him that he will come less often in the future, and you should not take the initiative to provoke him."

But it can't be now, if it is said at this juncture, it is too cruel.

After all, Feng Lange had just stabilized his injury.

But when he said this, the other party was standing behind him, "Master, who are you telling me to come less in the future, are you disciples?"

Xie Jiuqing was standing in the backlight, and the soft light of Ye Mingzhu divided him into two halves, one half was in the light, and the other half was deep in the darkness.

The reflected eyes were as deep as a pool, first glanced at the little fox cub, and then shifted his gaze to himself.

The other party seemed to be in a bad mood, even the mole under the eyebrows exuded hostility, and the Demon Summoning Sword behind his back fluctuated with the energy.

The little fox cub who was gnawing on the spirit fruit was so scared that he showed his original shape and slipped into Feng Mosheng's cuff the moment the opponent cast his gaze over him. Even though he had hidden himself, he was still trembling, as if he had encountered a natural enemy nemesis.

Feng Mosheng was taken aback, "As a teacher, I think that alchemy can also help you improve your cultivation, so you don't need to use this method anymore. Besides, your Master Qian Qing needs someone to take care of you when you are sick, so you can spend more time with him like this , kill two birds with one stone..."

Now that he was bumped into, there was no need to hide it any longer.

Say it sooner or later.

Xie Jiuqing smiled when he heard the words, "Since the master can't tolerate the disciple so much, the disciple will not persecute the master again. After tonight, the disciple will not appear in front of you. When the master falls asleep, the disciple will go to bed on his own." leave."

A smile appeared on the gloomy face one second later, which looked a little weird.

Feng Mosheng's heart seemed to be stung by a bee, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort the other party, but found that there was nothing to say.

To refuse this kind of thing is to be thorough and clean, which is good for both of you.

He picked up the elixir he had prepared a long time ago from his arms, "Extreme grade Huayuan elixir, after taking it, you can improve your cultivation level. In the future, as a teacher of elixir, Taozi will bring it to you. If there is something you want to do, then To become strong, you will find that the difficult things before will become easy."

Fearing that the other party would not practice in a fit of anger, he tried his best to imply that the other party might be able to heal Feng Lange's old illness for many years with a high level of cultivation.

Xie Jiuqing held the elixir in his hand and played with it carefully, then threw it into the storage bag, a little surprised, "I didn't expect Master to make alchemy..."

Feng Mosheng's heart skipped a beat, "I don't know how effective the methods studied in ancient books are."

The other party lowered his eyes and smiled again, "It doesn't matter how effective it is, the important thing is that this is made by the master himself, and the apprentice will definitely eat it up."

I always feel that there is something wrong with the people tonight.

Feng Mosheng didn't think much about it, Xie Jiuqing might have forgotten himself in a short time when he was young, although he didn't want to.

It was the first time that the master and apprentice had an embarrassing scene when they got along in private.

"It's time for the teacher to go to bed."

He didn't dare to look at the other person's expression after speaking, hurried around and lay down on the bamboo bed.

Wisps of sweet fragrance emanates from the Boqian water lily incense burner.

Xie Jiuqing stood in front of the bed and watched him quietly for a long time.

Stretching out a hand to caress the face of the person on the bed, the fingertips slid from the eyelashes and eyes all the way to the lips.

These lips are very soft, they have given him many wonderful experiences before, and now they are also used to compose each and every extraordinary word into sentences as sharp as a dagger.

In two years, the master-student relationship that was maintained by life, returned to the original point because the animal he picked up hated him.

A fresh person like him is not as good as an animal.

well.

Feng Lange's condition worsened, he had no time to wait, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

The sleeping person didn't notice the approaching danger, pinched the black Feng Gong pill with his slender fingers and sent it into his cherry red lips.

Fenggong Wan, tasteless.

After use, it can seal off the monk's skill, making it no different from ordinary people, and it is effective for those who have refined the void.

A good night's sleep without dreams.

Early in the morning, Feng Mosheng received a sound transmission talisman from Shangzhen, asking him to go to Tianshen Peak.

Now that he has cultivated himself, he is not afraid of any ghosts and ghosts.

But when I got there, I realized that the atmosphere was very abnormal.

Sect Master Shangzhen was drinking tea on a high platform, when he saw someone coming, he stroked his beard, and cut straight to the point, "Fuhua Immortal Venerable is now a well-known peak master for me, but the exercises he cultivated are not from my sect. The disciples in the sect were very puzzled, how could Taoism show such a enchanting lotus mark on the forehead? For the sake of the safety of the righteous way, I feel that I have the responsibility to find out the ins and outs of the kung fu practiced by Fuhua Immortal Venerable, so I ask Fuhua Immortal Venerable, hand over the skills you have learned!"

A whole bunch of high-sounding words in front of them are all about finding a justifiable reason for seizing the exercises.

The other party knew about his practice of "Xuan Qing Zhen Jue".

Feng Mosheng is not an idiot either, the other party may have been prepared for such a well-thought-out plan, "I didn't think carefully about this matter, I will go back to the cave to fetch the exercises for the master to check."

Or run away first, go back and think of a way slowly.

However, his intentions had been seen through long ago, and he was blocked by two disciples as soon as he turned around.

Sect Master Shangzhen chuckled, "Is Fuhua Immortal Venerable wanting to go back to find helpers? Don't worry, this sect master has already found someone for you."

As soon as the words fell, two disciples came out holding the disciple who was also wearing a white robe and robes.

It turned out to be Xie Jiuqing!

The other party lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, and had fallen into a coma.

Master Shangzhen smiled, "How about it, Immortal Fuhua? Hand it over now, and my master will spare your beloved apprentice's life. If you don't hand it over, don't blame me for taking away his spiritual root and training him to become a cultivator. swine!"

Feng Mosheng's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't figure out why the plot collapsed like this in just one night.

Now even if he tells the other party that he cannot teach the "Xuan Qing Zhen Jue", he will not be believed.

"The deity just said that the exercises are in the cave, you just invite people to follow the deity to get them."

He finally knew why the other party could be so calm and relaxed. He found that, for some unknown reason, he was unable to mobilize his spiritual power, just like a mortal without the power to restrain a chicken.

Since he couldn't escape, he could only pick up a random copy to delay the time.

But who would have guessed that Shangzhen's sect master glanced at it and became furious, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour, if you can't hand over the "Xuan Qing Zhen Jue", this sect master will do it immediately!"

Shouyuan is approaching, he can't control so much, and there is no need to hide it anymore.

Before her death, the phoenix mother made it clear that as long as he can protect others and live a safe life, the exercises are his own!

Now this good-for-nothing is swallowing it all up without saying a word, it's simply damnable!

Even a good-for-nothing can be promoted to become a god by practicing "Xuanqing Zhenjue" in a short period of time, and it is just around the corner for him to practice virtual reality!

He must take it back!

The other party threatened himself with Xie Jiuqing.

Feng Mosheng breathed hard and told himself to be calm. The fingers hanging in the sleeves on both sides were clenched into fists and trembling. He pretended to be calm and glanced for a while, "Except for the book in your hand, this deity has nothing else."