The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

The afterglow of the sun falls, and the red clouds reflect the time.

The swaying vegetation swayed with the sound and weight of the breeze.

The white boots stepped on the thick bluestone slabs, and occasionally touched a few fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

How to find the monk who searched Yu Xing's room?Those high-ranking disciples of Jindan would not even pay attention to him, a low-level Foundation Establishment.

They glanced sideways at Peak Master Huantian one after another.

Forget it, the peak lord is busy with other affairs, so he doesn't even bother wasting time, asking about trivial matters of ants.

Ever since Daoist Huantian knew the function of the magic circle, he has been silent and thoughtful.

According to what those senior brothers said, the magic circle is driven by the monk's own mind and cultivation base. If there is someone in his heart, it is what he thinks in his heart.

One after another, the emotions suddenly became unspeakable.

Huantian Daojun admires his master.Then he must have molested / played with the master in the illusion just now.

I don't know whether in his illusion, it is the joy of fish and water, or his wishful thinking, or both.

His cultivation base is advanced, and the experience in the illusion must be as real.

Maybe even he believed it himself.

There are people who look up to the master they want to admire in front of them, but they can't do anything as an apprentice. He is useless.

They sighed helplessly one after another.

I don't know if after this incident, Huantian Daojun will be more aggressive in his methods against Master in the future.

He glanced at the other party quietly again, wondering if the place covered by the brocade clothes was still in the aftertaste.

Daoist Huantian suddenly said, "Want to see it?"

The voice seemed to contain a bit of gnashing of teeth and forbearance.

Suppressing the embarrassment in his heart one after another, he retracted his eyes as if nothing had happened.

The two walked the mountain road together in silence.

Layers of clouds and clouds, gentle mountain winds, rendered a glimmer of golden glow from the setting sun, and the light shadows on the stone slabs always overlapped somewhere, and the uninhabited mountain road was a little strangely silent.

"Wenfeng treats you like this, don't you have any complaints in your heart?"

The sudden words startled one after another.

Huantian was originally asking, but Juechen deliberately buried his talent, only making him a beautiful vase in the eyes of others.

One after another, they would make mistakes, thinking that the other party was asking the master to use him as a substitute.

He was silent for a moment, and then asked, "The person in Master's heart... why can't they be together?"

With the master's ability, he will not be unable to protect the love in his heart and cause the other party to die.

Is it true that Master and the bright moon in his heart are separated forever?Or is there some helpless reason, separate from each other?

Huantian was taken aback.

After a breath, he shifted his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth and hummed: "I won't tell you."

They smashed their mouths in their hearts one after another.But it's okay, this person still has a bottom line, he hasn't completely lost his morals, and spread the past that the master doesn't want to touch.

Before they knew it, the two reached the mountain pass.

They bowed respectfully to each other one after another: "Thank you, Peak Master, today. Tomorrow..."

"You will come again tomorrow." Daoist Huantian's handsome face was backlit, calm, and there was a dim but turbulent gleam in his eyes, which made him look inexplicably one after another.

After a while, he raised his mouth again, with a slightly lower tone, half joking and half serious, and said: "Why don't you just stay here at Huantian Peak. I'll tell him about Wenfeng."

"Thank you, Peak Master, for your kindness. My disciple only has one master, Daojun Juechen."

Daoist Huantian was willing to give him a chance to find out the truth, and this favor was engraved in his heart one after another.

But one size fits all.

He will find a way to repay the favor he owes, and it is absolutely impossible to switch to the division.

In the future, if the other party tries to misbehave with the master, he will not be soft.

They saluted one after another distantly, said their farewells, and turned around to set foot on the mountain road back to Lingyuan Peak.

Daoist Huantian stood in the evening breeze, silently watching the shining figure disappear from sight.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he snorted helplessly, with a hint of self-deprecation: "If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and then you will hurt lovesickness." (*1)

As soon as the words fell, the tall figure also dissipated in the cool wind.

***

They changed back to their original robes one after another.He hid in Tibet all the way, avoiding the Tongmen of Lingyuan on the way, and came to Chenfeng Palace.

Disobeying the teacher's order, going to Huantian Peak to meet Yu Xing privately, and planning to intervene in Huantian Peak's internal affairs, Master must not know about this.

Master is kind to him.Lingyuan disciples shouldn't be involved in Huantian Peak's internal affairs.What's more, the big bitter gourd is accused of colluding with Moxiu, he and big bitter gourd know each other, so he should avoid it.

If the big bitter gourd lied and was not innocent, he might be involved and cause trouble for Master.

But he just couldn't close his eyes and ignore it.Could it be that this is the "Tao Heart" that cultivators often talk about?

One after another, they entered the Hall of Dust Wind with an uneasy heart, and paid their respects as a routine.

Taoist Juechen was always gentle and elegant, and there was no abnormal color on his face.

Fortunately, Master does not know.Daoist Huantian didn't tell him about this.

Slightly relieved, they left Chenfeng Palace one after another.

I wanted to walk fast all the way and go home earlier, but unfortunately things backfired.

The flowering trees along the road are pulled by the setting sun of the West Peak to cast a large shadow, and the thick branches are suddenly stained with twisted and jagged claws in the dim twilight.

Against the last faint light of the sky, the flowers of the Mountain of Desire are so dark that they seem to be stained with blood.

Under the tree, a tall and thin figure was half hidden in the darkness, like a cold killing god.

Qin Shi must have stood under the tree for a while, he deliberately blocked himself at the intersection.

Feeling helpless one after another, the corner of his mouth raised a flawless smile, and he raised his hand to salute him.

"Where did you go in the afternoon?" The clear and deep voice was soaked in a bit of chill in the gradually cooling night, and it turned into a deep-seated killing intent in the ear.

One after another, my heart suddenly felt cold.

The matter of him stealing away from Lingyuan Peak was hidden from his master, but Qin Shi monitored him even more closely.

Qin Shi must know that he is not in Lingyuan.

"Going out to practice swords." He replied calmly one after another.

With Qin Shi's personality, even if he knew he was lying, he would sneer in his heart and would not directly expose it.

"Again with that female disciple Wen Yuanfeng?"

There were vague "hmm" sounds one after another.

"Is that sword easy to use?" Qin Shi looked at Lian Li's waist and found that he didn't wear a sword, so he shifted his gaze to his face.

"Your face...why is it so pale?"

The murderous sword that Qin Shi gave him as a threat exuded a frosty aura that was even scarier than the air-conditioning in Huantian Peak's cold prison.

One after another, he remembered the curse of the sword master's untimely death and an unlucky death.

Qin Shi was insinuating and mocking him again.He cursed secretly in his heart one after another, and replied with a smile: "The sword is easy to use. Can that box of cakes enter the mouth of the senior brother?"

Although both he and Shan Da Wang agreed that Qin Shi gave swords, and he gave poison, so it was fair to reciprocate.

But neither he nor Xue Songyu had poison that would be effective against monks, so they could only talk about it.

Qin Shi paused, and his tone was a bit vague: "Mmm... delicious."

"As long as senior brother likes it." Poison won't kill you.

Successively was about to say goodbye and leave, but heard the other party say: "If you can't find an opponent to practice swords, I have time. Tomorrow...tomorrow, practice swords with me tomorrow, how about it?"

Qin Shi must have found out about sneaking off to Huantian Peak.

So Qin Shi specially invited him to prevent him from going again tomorrow - although Qin Shi didn't know exactly what he was going to Huantian Peak for, he just wanted to spoil him.

But Yu Xing couldn't wait.

"I've already made an appointment with Songyu tomorrow."

"..."

Qin Shi groaned for a while, and could feel that he was not shy about it one after another, looking straight at the sharp killing intent hidden in his eyes.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, and Qin Shi took the lead to look away: "You want to go back to the house? I'll see you off."

To be able to speak nonsense about surveillance in such an upright, fresh and refined way, this hypocrite's energy-raising skills are truly top-notch in the world.

Based on this point, they successively called him "senior brother" convincingly.

He was funny and helpless, with a false smile on the corner of his mouth, said "thank you", and walked towards the side peak.

Along the way, it was obvious that Qin Shi deliberately slowed down.

They went their own way one after another, and quickly returned to their residence at their own pace.After saying goodbye, the other party seemed to have no intention of leaving immediately.

He couldn't help feeling a little upset.

But he knew that Qin Shi must be the same.

Qin Shi's secret hatred for him was a hundred times more than his own dissatisfaction with him.

Now is the time to calm down and compete with each other for patience.

Qin Shi was full of killing intent, but he couldn't find a chance to attack secretly.

Qin Shi was more tired than he acted.

The pretentious smiles deepened one after another, and they nodded their jaws at the other party before turning around and pushing the door to enter the room.

In the grass came the chirping of insects, and the ruined trees that had fallen all over the place hadn't grown well yet, and it was as chaotic as Qin Shi's beating heartbeat.

Under the bright moon, her bright eyebrows glow like jade one after another, and her peerless beauty makes people feel confused and fascinated.

The upright spirit made it difficult for Qin Shi to move forward.

The fist half hidden in the big sleeve of the toga was tightened and then loosened, loosened and tightened again.

Gu Ying stood under the moon for a long time, and let out a faint breath.The tall figure tinged with the chill of the night turned and left with Yuehua.

Although it was only seven o'clock, he had already foreseen the dream tonight.

***

Sunrise mist and dew, green pines like ointment (*2)

They went to Chenfeng Hall early in the morning to pay their respects, and then quietly avoided the same door on the road, and went to Huantian Peak again.

The landmark stone pillars that permeate Changhong slowly come into view, and the monks on duty at the mountain gate today are not the two yesterday.

Should I go up and explain my purpose, and ask to see the peak master?Still didn't say anything, just stood aside, and waited for Daoist Huantian to sense him, and then sent someone to pick him up.

Either way, you will get a blank stare first.

Get used to get used to it.Successively making fun of bitterness in their hearts, laughing at themselves.

The corner of the mouth draws out the precise range as if calculated, stepping on the mountain road with brisk white boots, walking slowly towards the gate of Huantian Peak.

As soon as he stepped into the boundary, the thick and huge trees on both sides of the broad stone path suddenly moved without wind, and a wisp of floating shadow green smoke suddenly fell in front of him.

Qingyan slowly turned into a figure, and raised her hands to salute one after another: "Junior brother Lu, the peak master sent me here to welcome him. He has been waiting in Chensu Palace for a long time."

Slightly surprised one after another.

The other party was the front disciple who led the way for him yesterday, so he was a familiar face.

Daoist Huantian sent him here to wait for him early in the morning?

He returned the salute: "Senior Brother, thank you."

Under the jaw-dropping gazes of the two guarding disciples, he followed the escort and walked directly to Chensu Hall.

Huantian Daojun still had the domineering and arrogant posture, leaning on the wide chair with luxurious carvings with his long legs crossed.

Seeing the door coming in one after another, he paused slightly, then straightened his strong back, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Come?"

They saluted respectfully one after another: "See Peak Master..."

"This is the exercise found in Yu Xing's house." Huantian Peak Master glanced at the disciple in front of the hall, and the disciple understood, and put a thread-bound book in front of him with both hands.

"It's just an earth-level exercise, and it's still a fragment," Qing Yue said with a soft voice, "There's nothing to redeem."

Non-heavenly high-grade cultivation techniques cannot catch the eyes of the high-ranking Nascent Soul Venerables—but they are already treasures that ordinary monks dream of.

Take it one after another and watch carefully.

The pages of the book should have been recently copied, and the paper and ink are still fresh.

Perhaps to deceive others, "Playing Spring Breeze" is written on the book cover. From the outside, it is just a very ordinary leisure book.

Return the exercises to the disciples in front of the hall one after another.

Lord Huantiandao said: "I have sent someone to ask Yu Xing who are the two disciples."

"I called them to Chensu Hall for interrogation, or should you go and find them?"

Daoist Huantian is helping him?

Lian Lian originally thought that he would just stand by and watch, he had to find a way to find those two high-ranking disciples by himself.

Unexpectedly, the peak master was willing to help this favor today.

"Thank you, Peak Master. I want to go there by myself, and I don't have to bother those two senior brothers to run around here."

Walk around more, look more, maybe you can find clues.

"Alright. Then this seat is the same as yesterday, and I will accompany you there."

Borrowed a room in the hall one after another, and changed into Taoist robes of Huantian disciples as before.

When he left the room, Daoist Huantian leaned against the door with his arms folded, and stood quietly outside the door waiting for him.

One after another, I suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling: Daoist Huantian seemed to be a little different from before.

But what is different, I can't tell.

The author has something to say:

*1 Shuangtune · Toad Palace · Spring Love

*2 Reading Zen scriptures at Chen Yichao Teachers College

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Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

One after another: Liu Changji plundered his master in the small black room.

Liu Changji: ...Do you want me to tell the truth?

2.

One after another: Qin Shi and I are exchanging acting skills.

Qin Shi: ... I would like to ask Master, what should I do when I meet such a dull sweetheart who likes to make up random things?

Master: ...I am also very helpless.

Update at [-]:[-] p.m. Saturday night.Sisters, don't stay up late, watch it together after the Sunday update~

I wish you a nice weekend.