What about the Master's text?

The Yunxiao Sect is just a small sect, but two geniuses have emerged in a hundred years.

One is called Jingfan, and the other is Bai Chu.

In fact, Bai Chu didn't have this name at first, but when he was expelled from the sect, his teacher took his name away together. No relationship.

According to Huaiqing's words, Bai Chu left Yunmiao Sect on his knees with injuries all over his body. Since then, there has been no news for half a year, until he suddenly turned into a devil.

His master also invited him to the head of the sect because of Bai Chu, and he could only ask about world affairs directly in retreat.

"Others only said that the original head of the Yunmiao Sect was jealous of evil, and even his own disciples refused to give him a chance to explain. At that time, Bai Chu was indeed unstable in Daoism, but he was not really possessed... Who knows how good luck tricks people, Bai Chu In the end, Chu actually really fell into the way of the devil."

Huaiqing sighed.

But Bai Chu shook his head, "If the master is really ruthless, then he will abolish my cultivation and throw me into the Zhanglv hall instead of just fifty spine sticks."

When he said this, Huaiqing looked at him in surprise, and asked helplessly for a while, "What did you hide from me?"

With just one glance, what else Jing Fan Fuji doesn't understand, Bai Chu has even concealed a lot from Huai Qing.

"Back then, I was not stable in Daoism, but I was in a demon." Bai Chu's eyes were dark, "The genius who is called unborn, will inevitably become unruly over time. Once I went down the mountain to practice and met a person who was in the way of the devil. He wanted to win and lose. Instead Fighting for three days and two nights, although the way is different, but it is rare to congenial, and later experience together with him.

Speaking of this, Bai Chu smiled wryly, "It's just that he was not from the same group. I watched him slaughter 140 people from one sect, but he couldn't save the next person..."

Practitioners are most afraid of killing too much, especially Bai Chu, who is extremely talented. Breaking through too quickly causes his foundation to become unstable. If he is not careful, he will fall into a demon, and his hands will be stained with the blood of innocent people.

When he regained his sanity, there was no turning back. The head of Yunmiao Sect went out to tie up the only disciple in person, but what he got in exchange was still rumors one after another.

Even in the sect, there was only one person, Jingfan's master, who spoke out in defense. At that time, Jingfan had not entered the sect, and his master was just an elder in charge of the law hall.

"The heart demon has been formed, and I kill evil with both hands. Even if I kneel three times and kowtow nine times, martyrdom is not enough to make up for my mistakes." Bai Chu looked at the seedlings in the garden firmly, "Becoming a demon is not my wish, but it seems that things have come to this point. There is no other way to go, Master protects my life... If I am mediocre, I am sorry for him."

"But you are a devil." Jing Fan stared at Bai Chu, "What I know is far from what you said. The devil's way has been a disaster for many years. Where are you? How do you treat the righteous way?"

"The right way?" Bai Chu smiled lightly, "Who is the right way, and who is the devil way?"

"Do you really think that any child your master picks up at random can be taken under the seat?" Bai Chu looked at Jing Fan with a dark smile.

Fu Ji's eyes moved slightly, he subconsciously grabbed Jing Fan's sleeve, but Huai Qing suddenly said, "Bai Chu!"

With this sound, Bai Chu shook his head, "Forget it, there are some things I can't explain clearly, that's all I can say today, and how much of it is true is up to you to judge."

He had spoken so far, Jing Fan and Fu Ji knew that he still had more to say, but Bai Chu stopped talking, sent someone to send them away early the next morning, and threw him an exquisite golden cage before leaving.

Jingfan saw that it was the eight-clawed fire chinchilla that was auctioned earlier, but he never expected that it was a little thing that was just born.

Fu Ji glanced at Jing Fan, Jing Fan seemed to be a little depressed while carrying the little golden cage, but all the spirit stones were handed over, and the things were also handed over to him, although it was a...shrunk version, but in the end he was still helpless carry it.

"What's next?" Fu Ji wanted to say something else, but seeing this man's expression, he suppressed it.

It's just that if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that Jing Fan will also pretend to be stupid, so Fuji clearly heard Jing Fan say, "You should go back."

Fu Ji's heart pricked, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked down at the little thing in the golden cage, and after a while he said, "Xuantianzong will recruit disciples in a while..."

Jing Fan was silent.

Fu Ji's eyes darkened slightly, he knew that what he said was useless, but he still wanted to struggle a bit more in his heart, "Jing Xu was brought back by his uncle, and there was news two days ago that he had changed his identity and joined the Xuantian Sect .”

Jing Fan hummed softly, and said thank you again. Jing Xu is still young, and he knows that it doesn't make sense for the other party to follow him, but... it seems that he is the only one left after all.

But at this moment, Fu Ji took a step closer, "You didn't gain nothing from your visit to Jiuquanhe this time. If Bai Churuo's masculinity is not a lie, then the matter of the demonic way's overthrow of Yunmiao Sect still needs to be discussed in the long term. You are alone and helpless now. How about..." Before he finished speaking, Jing Fan suddenly laughed.

Fu Ji froze, Jing Fan put a hand on his shoulder, leaned over, his hot breath hit his ear, "worried about me?"

Jing Fan was previously burdened with countless things in his heart, and his eyes were probably blinded by hatred. During this period of time, he was always brooding about all things, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that Fu Ji, who has always been reticent, had said so much , there is only one central meaning, and suddenly there is a ripple in Jingfan's heart.

There were ambiguities, warmth, and doubts between the two before, but now it seems that they are more concerned and worried.

Just like himself, he was worried that Fu Ji would be involved in these matters, and Fu Ji was also worried that he would lose his mind because of hatred.

Different paths lead to the same goal, probably even Fu Ji himself didn't realize how obvious the urgency in his eyes was.

Fu Ji finally returned to Xuantianzong first.

After that, Jing Fan disappeared again for more than half a year, but unlike before, Fu Ji always received a letter when he couldn't bear it and wanted to go down the mountain.

From the first one in January, to the next ten days, and then to the last three days.

This day, Fu Ji was counting the days and waiting for the letter, when suddenly a disciple outside called him, "Brother Fu, the sect master has something to look for you."

Fu Ji didn't know why, so he changed his clothes and went over. Xuantianzong came and went, many people saw him and asked for greetings, Fu Ji returned the greetings, thinking about other things, until he saw a familiar figure.

"Jing Fan?" Fu Ji thought he had misread it, but it was indeed Jing Fan. He was dressed in green clothes, a white jade crown, lacquered eyes and sword eyebrows, with a smile on his lips. Seeing Fu Ji, he was as gentle as before, "A long time not see……"

That ending sound was very familiar, Fu Ji's heart skipped a beat, then he shyly avoided Jing Fan's gaze, and bowed to the sect master, "Master."

Jingfan joined Xuantianzong.

This is something that Fu Ji didn't know until later, and to be precise, Jing Fan was escorted back by his master himself. According to Jing Fan himself, Master Fu Ji had a hot temper, and when he saw Jing Fan, he beat him into a pig's head first , and then sealed his spiritual veins, and asked people to drag him back to Xuantianzong.

When Fuji heard this, he subconsciously looked at Jingfan.

Jing Fan frowned, "What are you looking at?"

Fu Ji looked serious, "Master never punishes..."

"Do you suspect that I lied to you?" Jing Fan looked unbelievable, he grabbed Fu Ji's hand and touched the unswollen bump on his head, and before Fu Ji could react, he unbuttoned his shirt and let him see himself The footprint on the chest.

Jing Fan looked depressed: "Kick me in public, it hurts me to death!" He was still holding Fu Ji's hand, and with the other hand, he hooked the skirts together with difficulty.

But Fu Ji withdrew his hand abruptly, he took a step back embarrassingly, and then said seriously: "Since you have come to Xuantianzong, you will stay here from now on, Master told me to watch over you, can you... Run around, so as not to make Master angry."

He was very talkative, but Jing Fan raised his eyebrows: "Why do I feel that when it was just you and me, you were very obedient and listened to me in everything, but now...why do you only listen to that old man? "

Jing Fan was serious, and Fu Ji couldn't tell whether he was joking or really thinking so.

Fu Ji was stunned for a moment, and Jing Fan laughed, "I'm scaring you."

He was leaning against the strongest tree in Xuantian Sect, with luxuriant branches and leaves on top of his head, and in front of him was the dignified and solemn Fu Ji.

"Your master wants to accept me as an apprentice." Jingfan looked up at the sky, but only saw the leaves of the tree, "I thought I would refuse, but your master said, there are tens of thousands of people in the demon world, and I will kill one every day." You can't kill them all, so it's better to practice for a few more years and see when you can reach Mahayana... then you will die as soon as you raise your hand, and live longer, killing more people..."

Jing Fan spoke earnestly, and Fu Ji also listened earnestly, but in the end he interrupted, "Master is right."

Jing Fan: "...um."

Just like that, Jingfan couldn't tell whether he was tired or cowardly, so he no longer fell asleep thinking about hatred every day.

Probably because the head of Xuantianzong had a long-cherished wish to save all sentient beings, he actually accepted Jingfan as his disciple.

And because Jing Fan is one year older than Fu Ji, he was made a great disciple.

Fu Ji, who was suddenly reduced to second junior brother, was a little confused, but quickly got used to it.

It took only three days to go from "Jing Fan" to "Senior Brother", and he is very proficient in singing.

However, Jingfan was a little depressed, because Xuantianzong had great plans for the place, but he did not have his own independent Lingfu, and he and Fuji became brothers who supported each other, so the head simply asked Fuji to share half of the Lingfu for him to live in. .

But... Jing Fan obviously made a mistake, and slept on Fu Ji's couch the first night.

Fu Ji, who just came back from the bath, was a little dazed, staring at Jing Fan on the bed for a while, not knowing what to say, and finally Jing Fan noticed the movement first, turned around and smiled at him warmly, but the words were very familiar :

"I haven't lived in other places for a long time, so I'll sleep with you for a night first, okay?"

"Senior brother?"

Jing Fan smiled obediently, and his fair face was obviously flattering, Fu Ji looked at his wide open neckline, subconsciously rolled his eyes, "Mmm."

"Then it's settled!" Jing Fan pulled the quilt and shrank into the bed, leaving a big space for Fu Ji.

Fuji's clothes were neatly dressed, and even his belt was tied up, he didn't look like he was going to bed, but he looked like he was going out.

Jing Fan lay on the couch, a pair of lacquered eyes flickered, "Aren't you taking off your clothes?"

Fu Ji's hands hanging on both sides curled up, his heart felt agitated for some reason, he didn't dare to look at Jing Fan's face, he was silent for a while before saying: "No need."

Jing Fan supported his face with one hand, "Are you afraid of what I will do to you?"

The author has something to say:

Jing Fan: Are you afraid of what I will do to you?

Fu Ji: No, I'm afraid you have no sexual interest in me...

Ah, I'm guilty of not making it up, (confession jpg.)

Good night~