Jiuhua Xianzong

"Senior tortoise, I have never seen a drowned tortoise when I grow up so big. You are always a senior, let this disciple learn more. If you really drown, the disciple will definitely burn incense for you and recommend Hao Tomb, from now on, whenever you see a turtle in the water, the disciple will definitely help you."

You can't choke to death, you smelly and shameless old turtle.

"World...wind...sun...falling, people...heart...not...ancient..." Gui Banxian struggled in the water for a while, seeing that Mo Bule folded his arms, as expected, he couldn't save him, he sighed and shook his head. Climbed up from the water, with an expression of emotion on his face "what has become of people now".

Instead, Mo Bule choked on him, damn it, this old tortoise is really top quality.

"Hey... little... son, that... this... family... guy... soon... no... okay..."

Gui Banxian stretched his neck and looked behind him with relish.

Mo Bule looked back, and saw that Bao Suyi was trembling all over at the moment, and the white smoke from above his head was stained with a layer of black, half black and half white, intertwined in one place, forming a strange pattern.After careful identification, it looks like a half-ghost face, which is clearly a precursor to madness.

"Master!" Zhuo Yi exclaimed, and rushed forward, but he didn't dare to touch it. He turned around and knelt down towards Gui Banxian, "I beg senior to save my master."

Gui Banxian said slowly: "Then...little...boy...cultivation...to...can't...to, force...to...to...spirit...fail...fail, then...will... ...became...bewitched, can't...save..."

"Senior Turtle, the reward will be halved." Mo Bule curled his lips. He invited Gui Banxian all the way, but the old tortoise pretended to be sleeping and juggling as soon as he came. , It is he who respects the elderly.

"Brat..." Gui Banxian rolled his sesame eyes.

"Yo, senior, you curse very fast..." Mo Bule made a big fuss.

"Senior brother Mo, what are you fussing about with senior at this time, save the first one quickly." Qiu Ren walked over, looking at his expression, he wished he could bite senior brother Mo.If you go crazy, others can't save it, so why not be able to save it.

Well, after all, it is my uncle, if he is really possessed, he will be finished. Mo Bule waved his hands and circled around Bao Suyi. A formless flame of ignorance was spurted out of his body, and he was looking at Kong Zi and pounced on him. Bao Suyi's equally formless and formless demon thoughts ran away in an instant, and those who ran slowly turned into a wisp of green smoke under the ignorance flame.

Bao Suyi returned to calm, half of the grimace on top of his head dissipated, and the white smoke still curled up, and it disappeared in a moment. He opened his eyes, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on his feet.

"Master..."

"The first seat..."

Zhuo Yi and Qiu Ren supported him, one on the left and the other on the right.

Bao Suyi waved his hands and said, "I'm fine." After a pause, he looked at Mo Bule and nodded, "Thank you, Nephew Mo."

Without Mo Bule, he might be miserable this time.

"It's a little effort." Mo Bule responded casually, and asked again: "Uncle Bao, what's going on? It's so good, why did you almost become possessed?"

Bao Suyi's expression was a little sluggish, he kept silent, Gui Banxian slowly crawled over, and said: "Strong... Doing... Tong... Ling... Yes... Going against... Heaven... Will, Dao... Heart ...Move...shake...self...call...the devil...come..."

Spirit veins are natural. In a sense, they are loved by heaven and cannot be restrained. Heavenly masters belong to the lineage and have the ability to bind spirits. It is against the will of heaven, but binding spirits in one place can benefit one party. The merits and demerits balance each other, but forcibly psychic, combining one's own luck with the spirit veins and luck into one, is completely self-interested, and a selfish thought will naturally shake the Taoist heart of the celestial master who conforms to the will of heaven. Although Bao Suyi was to save Chaos Jinliantian, but on the other hand, he also destroyed Mo Gao Yinyangtian who was recovering. His Dao heart was shaken, and the psychic failed. At this time, the magic thought is naturally attracted, waiting for the opportunity to move.

I am also glad that Bao Suyi is not for himself, but for Jiuhua Immortal Sect. The Taoist heart is shaken and not chaotic, and the evil thoughts did not invade his heart immediately, so he can drive away the evil thoughts for him, otherwise Once the devil got into his heart, with Mo Bule's current cultivation, he might be the same as when he faced Pei Xiangsheng, and he couldn't save him.

The old tortoise was really too small, Bao Suyi only saw it at this moment, he quickly stood up and saluted, and said: "Junior Bao Suyi, I have seen senior tortoise."

Gui Banxian nodded, and said: "Wu... Li..." After he finished speaking two words slowly, he suddenly stared round his sesame eyes, and cursed, "Why did Bao Jiuhuan accept such a foolish disciple as you? Are spirits fun? Do you not know the consequences of forced passage? Stupid stupid stupid stupid..."

With seven stupid words in a row, Bao Suyi was so scolded that he couldn't lift his head.

Mo Bule rolled his eyes at the side, the old tortoise spoke so slowly that people jumped, and cursed so quickly that people couldn't handle it.

"Senior taught you well." Although Bao Suyi's status in Jiuhua Xianzong is detached, but in front of Gui Banxian, he can only listen to the training honestly. Not to mention him, even his master Bao Jiuhuan is also the old turtle's younger generation.The one who really has friendship with Gui Banxian is his ancestor.

Zhuo Yi and Qiu Ren frowned, both a little bit aggrieved, but seeing that Bao Suyi accepted it willingly, they had nothing to say.

Gui Banxian scolded smoothly, and wanted to scold again, suddenly saw Mo Bule cracking his fingers, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked: "Mo...boy, what are you...what...what... ..."

Mo Bule grinned and said: "Senior, if you scold Master Bao, you will lose a hundred pills in reward."

Gui Banxian rolled his sesame eyes, and blurted out cursing: "Stinky boy..." With his somewhat shameless demeanor, he likes this junior.

Mo Bule didn't take it seriously, and said cheerfully: "You won't be deducted from your salary if you scold the junior, the junior always respects the elderly."

Bao Suyi frowned, said: "Nephew Mo, don't be rude to senior."

Mo Bule pursed his lips, and reluctantly agreed, it was not the head of your Lianshan Academy who wanted to be a coolie to make alchemy after his feelings turned back, it was really easy to say.

However, Bao Suyi continued: "This time the juniors are working hard and the seniors are helping each other. The reward will be paid by the Lianshan Courtyard. Yier, how much should it be? You will pick it up from the internal warehouse of the Lianshan Courtyard."

"Yes." Zhuo Yi bowed in response.

Mo Bule smiled openly.

"Don't...introduce..." Gui Banxian spoke again slowly, "Old...husband...but...didn't...said...to...help...you...you..."

Mo Bule immediately geared up and said viciously: "The salary is deducted."

"Brat, don't you believe that Grandpa Turtle will blow you to death..." Gui Banxian cursed, and then slowed down his speech, "Run... legs... fee... one... must... get... Give……"

Mo Bule took out a few odd bliss pills that were left over from alchemy that day, and presented them respectfully, "Please move your mouth, senior, these few pills are for you to chew and play with."

Whenever the old tortoise moved its leg along the way, Mo Bule held it in his hand and ran around, and saw him move his mouth.

"You treat Grandpa Turtle as a dog, so give him a bun and send him away... Brat, believe it or not, Grandpa Turtle will blow you to death with one breath..." Gui Banxian cursed again.

"Your old ability to blow air is trained on cowhide, right?" Mo Bule is not afraid of him, what's the matter with seniors, why didn't he see the slightest demeanor of seniors when he ripped off his brother.

Gui Banxian laughed aloud, and said: "Little...boy, old...husband...when...year...really...bloated...over...a few...cows..."

Mo Bule ridiculed him for bragging, the old turtle simply admitted that he was bragging, what's the matter, compared to the thickness of his skin, your kid has only practiced for a few years, and how many years has Grandpa Turtle practiced, it's far behind.

Facing such a superb old tortoise, Mo Bule had no choice but to bow down again.