Refusing to work overtime for the teacher

"It's been five years. Teacher, Mr. Xuesheng has been closed on Hefeng for five full years. Should we find a way to go in and take a look?"

Lanfeng Taoist Hall, the air is clear and the scenery is bright.Yue Jiugui sat across from Mu Bei, the sword-wielding elder of the human world, the master of Lanfeng Peak, and disciple of the late Mingyi Lord, and said worriedly with drooping shoulders.

"What's the matter?" Mu Bei didn't care much, picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, "My master used to retreat for ten or 12 years, but my master never closed the mountain. It's probably because of Lan Because there are still disciples like us on the peak, it is inconvenient to ban them."

Yue Jiugui glanced at Mu Bei, and his heart was full of the superiority of knowing some things that others don't, and the sadness of not being able to share secrets with others.

He intuited that Xie Ling's ban on Hefeng had something to do with Xiao Xun, and he also intuited that some kind of accident must have happened to Xiao Xun.He didn't know much about Xiao Xun's details, but he knew a little bit after all.That day Xiao Xun used Xie Ling's communication tool to find him and arranged some things. After thinking about it, it seemed very much... last words.

Yue Jiugui cast his eyes in the direction of Hefeng, with a heavy heart.

"Little uncle seals off the mountain, he has his own plans, but Brother Jiugui, you should work hard." Mu Bei extended his finger and knocked twice on the table on the side of Yue Jiugui, and said earnestly , "Right now, Wen Lan is attacking the Youtian Realm, but you are only at the Beginning Realm, the gap between you is indeed a bit big."

"She is trying this time, and she may not be able to succeed. If she fails, she will still be in the same realm as me." Yue Jiugui muttered.

In exchange for these words, Mu Bei narrowed his eyes and showed anger.

Yue Jiu returned immediately, and Mu Bei's realm was much higher than him.He said in his heart that his daughter-in-law has too much pressure from her mother's family. He put his fist on his lips and coughed, and said solemnly: "I definitely hope that she will succeed once, but it doesn't matter if she fails. Just use it as an accumulation of experience." .”

That's right, Yue Jiugui has overcome many difficulties and won the heart of his beloved girl.

Mu Bei took another sip of tea and stopped talking about him.

At this time, a huge body appeared outside the long window of the main hall, slowly approaching the hall.

"Yo, Mr. Turtle is here." Yue Jiugui laughed.

The person who came was Yungui from Hefeng.

Yue Jiugui skillfully took out a bottle of body refining elixir from his sleeve, uncorked the bottle, poured it in the palm of his hand, waited for Yungui to approach, and handed it to it.

Yungui raised his head and gave him a look, opened his mouth from a distance, and inhaled the pills.

Yue Jiugui took out another thing, which was a red card.

"Wen Lan and I are going to get married in a few days. This is a wedding invitation. Can you trouble me to bring it into Hefeng and give it to Lord Xuesheng?" Yue Jiugui handed the wedding invitation to Yungui.

Yungui glanced at him again, slowly probed, and opened his mouth to bite.

"Thank you very much." Yue Jiugui bowed his hands to Yungui.

I don't know where Yun Gui put the wedding invitation, and there was nothing on his mouth in the blink of an eye.It turned around and crawled out of the hall to eat the fruit of a dwarf plant in the courtyard.

Yue Jiugui's eyes followed it out, perhaps infected by its lazy posture, he raised his hand and stretched.

"Hey." Mu Bei sighed.

Yue Jiugui turned his gaze to him: "Why are you sighing?"

Mu Bei's tone seemed to be somewhat resentful: "Why did Wen Lan pick you?"

"Why can't you pick me?" Yue Jiugui became unconvinced, straightened his back and put his hands on his hips, "I'm not very talented in practice, but I'm good at other aspects. For example, in business, for example Develop magic tools."

Yes, in these years, Yuejiugui has successfully reduced the cost of the communication tree, and added functions such as the number of pairs that can be paired and the addition of messages, which has become very popular among practitioners of all sects, sects and levels.The status of Hanshan Qidao in the business world has also been greatly improved.

Mu Bei stared at Yue Jiugui intently: "Hey."

The corners of Yue Jiugui's eyes twitched: "Why are you sighing again?"

"It's not bad to pick you." Mu Bei shook his head and then nodded, "According to the seniority carefully, Wen Lan is my disciple and grandson. When the two of you get married, you should change your name to my master."

"Why didn't I realize that you were so thoughtful before? You're completely overthinking. If it's true according to your seniority, you still have to call me uncle." Yue Jiugui flew at Mu Bei one after another.

Fei Wanyan Dao, Yue Jiugui took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, shook his head and said with emotion: "You used to be very similar to your master, both of you were cold-faced and cool guys. Tsk, look now, tsk tsk..."

"I used to be very indifferent to people?" Mu Bei was stunned for a moment, and raised his hand to touch his face, "It seems so. But you said it, that was before."

Mu Bei smiled.

Xie Ling opened his eyes in the room full of wood carvings and sawdust. The sky outside the house was full of light, pouring down through the cracks of the windows that were never fully closed, drawing a bright strip of light on the wooden floor.

Xie Ling stared at this strip of light for a while, then his eyes turned: the door of the house was not closed, there were scattered piles of large and small paper bags, cloth bags, and wooden boxes at the door, and a few letters were thrown behind the threshold.

Xie Ling's expression changed slightly, he rubbed his eyebrows and slowly got up, walked to the pile of things, picked up the letters and opened them.

Not what he expected.

There were six letters in total, two from Yue Jiugui, three from Cui Wei, and the remaining one was an invitation letter from Xueyu Tantric Sect, inviting him to attend a certain sacrificial ceremony, but it was too early.

After reading these letters, Xie Ling walked out of the room.

He had neither tied his hair nor put on shoes and socks, and the mountain wind blew up the crimson robe he had casually wrapped around him.

He sealed Hefeng five years ago, Human World claimed that it was a retreat, but it was not true, it was just because Xie Ling didn't want to have contact with the outside world.

In the past five years, half of his time was sleeping, and half of his time was carving wood. He occasionally left the small building to look at the flowers and plants outside. Right now, he had an intuition that he should not continue to sleep.

It was the afternoon sun, and it was spring, the flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the weeds grew extremely high because no one took care of them for a long time.Xie Ling swept it away and went to his bedroom opposite the small building.

Since Xiao Xun left, Xie Ling has never returned to this dormitory, but with the blessing of the formation, there is no dust in the room.Xie Ling's eyes flicked over the bed and table, the flute and sword on the wall, and the wooden frame of the wicker chair. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

——On his bookshelf, or rather, on Mr. Xuesheng's bookshelf.

There is an extra book on it.What was originally placed there was a piece of paper written by Mr. Xuesheng in cursive, the content was difficult to discern. Xie Ling picked it up when he first came to the world.

This book replaced that piece of paper.

Xie Ling lowered her eyes, walked to the bookshelf in three steps and two steps, and pulled out the book.

The font on the cover of this book is also in cursive script, which is hard to read, but after opening it is no longer there, it is his handwriting, or Mr. Xue Sheng's handwriting, in elegant and fresh style, Ming Xiaokai.

After flipping through two pages, Xie Ling understood what it was.

It was the novel he read by chance before time travelling, with Xie Fenglue as the main character and a supporting character with the same name and surname as himself.

"So the word on the cover is 'Human Way'?" Xie Ling said to himself, "Mr. Xuesheng wrote it..."

No, although the characters are Mr. Xuesheng's, the specific content should not be written by Mr. Xuesheng himself.This is most likely a book that he created with a certain technique after drawing up a general content.

Xie Ling suddenly realized: the purpose of taking Xie Fengxuan as the protagonist is to make him pay attention to Xie Fengxuan all the time.But he only thought about how to make Xie Fenglue not obsessed with worshiping himself as a teacher, and Xie Fenglue is also well-behaved, so he can worry about everything.

He was in a complicated mood for a while.

This book may have appeared on the bookshelf a long time ago, but he never came here to read it again.

"Is it the reason I came here?" Xie Ling speculated.

As soon as this idea came out, the words on the book changed.They jumped out from the pages of the book, brought dazzling light, circulated, converged, and merged in the void, and suddenly turned into a whirlpool.

A certain force surged in the vortex, dazzling and fascinating.

Xie Ling watched with a very calm expression.Close the book, the vortex disappears, open the book, the vortex reappears.He pulled his lips and laughed: "So there is a retreat for me, so that I can go back to the previous world through this book?

"I'm already dead in that world, what can I do when I go back?"

pat.

Xie Ling closed the book for the second time.

A cluster of flames sprang up from Xie Ling's fingertips.He set the book on fire and hung it in the void, staring at it with his brown eyes without blinking until it was burned to ashes.