Now that you have become the wolf king, why be afraid of the sea emperor?

Immortal Dayyin stepped into the stage of leaving the body in one step at the stage of Dzogchen in the late Yuanying period. The news flew all over the six worlds as if he had grown wings. Serve hot.

Not only that, Jiang Zhouyin's alchemist's identity was subsequently exposed. After all, so many people saw that he had refined a seventh-rank golden pill with the help of sky thunder!It was appalling.

Jiang Zhouyin didn't know about this at all, he was busy sleeping, those people who came to visit were blocked by Mu Xifeng's demeanor, with a lot of effort.

Lu Zhongran let out a bad breath. In the past, I don't know how many people mocked his junior brother behind his back. What about now?This is the case in the world of self-cultivation. All your black spots and stigma, no matter true or false, will become insignificant at the moment of your rise, and you will "respect the strong".

Jiang Zhouyin's tendons have all been repaired, and finally he doesn't have to endure the pain of being broken from time to time. The robe on his body has been replaced, and he is sleeping on his side in a soft blanket at the moment. His nose is itchy. Jiang Zhouyin hums softly. After the drooping hair was brushed aside, he opened his eyes sleepily, and saw Fu Xingyou with a little joy as he expected.

"Master?" Fu Xingyou lifted the quilt up for him.

"Why don't you go to practice and stare at me?" Jiang Zhouyin was vague.

As soon as he said that, Fu Xingyou didn't want him to sleep anymore.

"Master, have you forgotten?"

"Ok?"

Fu Xingyou put two fingers together and tapped lightly on his lips.

Jiang Zhouyin remembered...

He was very happy when he entered the out-of-body period. After all, it was different from performing a mission. He wanted to stay in this world forever, and a healthy body was the foundation.At that time, it was rare for Jiang Zhouyin to feel the desire to share, and there were so many living beings under his feet, but he only cared about one person in his heart. In this way, Jiang Zhouyin completely saw his own heart.

He may not understand what love goes deep into the bones, but he has Fu Xingyou in his heart.

"Master, counting Lin Fang's time, this is the second time you have kissed me." Fu Xingyou couldn't wait any longer, so he simply punctured the window paper, "Is the master treating me just a master-student relationship?"

Jiang Zhouyin: "...Which family kissed with the affection of master and apprentice?"

Fu Xingyou was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. The maturity on his body faded away, showing a bit of high spirits for this age group, no different from those stunned youths who received a response. Fu Xingyou lay down beside the bed and asked: "Master , then we... it's settled, right?"

Jiang Zhouyin thought he was a thick-skinned person, but at the moment he panicked, and simply closed his eyes and ignored Fu Xingyou.

"Master..." Fu Xingyou leaned closer to Jiang Zhouyin's ear, his voice was magnetic, "When my cultivation level catches up with yours, I will protect Master from now on."

"Hmm." Jiang Zhouyin shrank back under the blanket, suddenly thought of something, and grabbed Fu Xingyou's wrist: "There is one thing you must keep in mind."

"Master, please speak."

"If there are people with grievances and grievances with me in the future, such as Baifeng or the one who knows Shura, don't take it to heart."

It took Fu Xingyou a while to reply: "...there is more?"

"A lot..." Jiang Zhouyin didn't look at Fu Xingyou's face at all, "But to tell you the truth, I have nothing to do with them. There have been some things that happened, and I have to mediate them, otherwise my life will be lost. You Believe it or not?"

Jiang Zhouyin originally thought that Fu Xingyou would be disappointed, but this person rubbed his head and said in a deep voice: "Since Master said so, I will believe it."

Jiang Zhouyin: "..." It's comfortable to fall in love with someone who is smart and intelligent.

Jiang Zhouyin fell asleep for another three days before getting up from the bed. He was completely blinded. He sat cross-legged for a small week before regaining his clarity. The sky was at noon, Fu Xingyou was not there, and the cicadas were singing outside the window. Very comfortable, Jiang Zhouyin put on his shoes and got up, took a few steps forward and opened the door, the sun was shining brightly, Mu Xifeng was dancing a sword in the courtyard, Mingyou was wearing a long pink dress, and she was more beautiful than a flower.

Anyway, Jiang Zhouyin didn't understand this man's hobbies.

"Master!" Mu Xifeng was overjoyed, and trotted over with sweat on his head and his sword closed.

"Good boy." Jiang Zhouyin raised his hand and rubbed Mu Xifeng's hair, "It seems that you are proficient in all the sword skills my master gave you."

"En!" Mu Xifeng was extremely diligent and didn't need Jiang Zhouyin to bother.

Jiang Zhouyin casually took out the lower part from the ring and handed it to him: "Continue to practice, and ask me if you don't understand."

"Thank you, Master!" Mu Xifeng was overwhelmed with emotion. Nothing the Master gave was tasteless. This sword technique was integrated with his own spiritual power, making it quite powerful.

"You go to practice swords, and I'll have a word with Mingyou." Jiang Zhouyin said.

Mu Xifeng's smile froze, a little uneasy, "Master?"

"Go." Jiang Zhouyin's tone sank.

Mu Xifeng didn't dare to disobey, so he lifted his sword and left the water pavilion.

When his aura completely disappeared, Jiang Zhouyin quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mingyou by the collar and pulled him to him, with a cold face: "Aren't you telling the truth?!"

"I don't want to either." Mingyou resumed his male voice, with a miserable expression on his face, "I asked Brother Mu on the sidelines, if there is a man who admires him, but he keeps waving his hands before I finish speaking, it is simply unacceptable, I don't want it. dare……"

Not only dare not, but also very wronged.

Jiang Zhouyin threw the person away, "Do it!" After a pause, he said, "Are you going to keep it a secret for the rest of your life?"

"No." Ming You shook his head, "I want to wait for Brother Mu to fall in love with me and love me, then it may not be so important whether he is a man or a woman."

Jiang Zhouyin couldn't help it: "You are also the future Lord of the Underworld, and Xifeng can't be ranked in the top ten among his peers. What do you like about him?"

Mingyou stared at her toes, "If you like it, you like it. Why are there so many? Don't you like your apprentice too?"

Jiang Zhouyin: "..."

Knowing from Mingyou that Fu Xingyou was called away by the senior brother in charge and that a group of people were in the front hall, Jiang Zhouyin chased after him, and as soon as he entered the hall, he found that those people had taken root in Ling Tianmeng?

Jiang Zhouyin's hair was not tied up, and his white clothes were neat, but he showed a bit of unruliness. Every time a monk's realm improved, his face glowed as if he had washed his tendons and cut his marrow. It was like a handful of clear snow, his expression was indifferent, and he came on the wind.

The few monks who were close to him immediately lost their minds. What's the smell on Immortal Day Yin?smell good……

"Master." Fu Xingyou saluted respectfully.

"En." Jiang Zhouyin was quite majestic in front of the person, he gave Fu Xingyou's wrist a little help, and then looked at Lu Zhongran: "Senior brother, what's the matter? Specially call Xingyou here."

"That's it." Lu Zhongran explained: "The secret realm of Honglan is about to open, which is useless for us, but it is a rare test for the younger generation like Xingyou, but the number of monks that can be accommodated in it is limited. Discussed with the heads, choose 100 people, with Xingyou as the leader, what do you think?"

"Okay." Jiang Zhouyin had no objection. There may not be such a powerful magic weapon in the Honglan Secret Realm, but it is important to sharpen one's mind. Capturing some monster pills and beasts will also be beneficial to future cultivation.

"I thought you still had a few more days to cultivate, so I didn't bother you." Lu Zhongran was sincerely happy for Jiang Zhouyin.

"Enough sleep." Jiang Zhouyin just smiled when he heard a voice approaching from far away.

"As expected of Immortal Monarch Day Yin."

It was Xiao Zheng and his party who came in, and it was none other than Song Shao'an who spoke.

During the time when he didn't see Song Shao'an, Jiang Zhouyin's mind was idle, but now seeing him again, his mood changed drastically. After all, Song Shao'an's cultivation had not improved at all.

"Ah, this is Shao'an Immortal Lord." Song Wanying, who had been sitting beside Baifeng and kept silent, suddenly said, "Sure enough, she is even more immortal than the rumors said, and it is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people."

This "ordinary person" is very serious.

Song Shao'an hurriedly cupped his hands: "Madam praise."

Jiang Zhou groaned as if they were farting.

What's the use of yin and yang now?All fucking invalid attacks.

Jiang Zhouyin took a sip of tea, raised his head to meet Bai Feng's dazed eyes, couldn't help frowning, Fu Xingyou noticed it, and turned sideways to block Bai Feng's sight.

Song Wanying unconsciously clenched the veil tightly. For some reason, she panicked when she saw Jiang Zhouyin.

Jiang Zhouyin didn't respond to Song Shao'an's compliment, he showed his attitude to let everyone know that it was true that he didn't like Song Shao'an.

Seeing this, Song Shaoan showed embarrassment, stood beside Xiao Zheng and stopped talking, with a look of swallowing his grievances.

In the past, it was guaranteed that no one would come forward to scold Jiang Zhouyin, but this is not what it used to be, and what's more... Everyone suddenly realized that Immortal Zhouyin is not worse than Immortal Shao'an.

Fu Xingyou understood some people's thoughts, and couldn't help but sneer, what is Song Shaoan?Also worthy of being compared with Master?

Xiao Zheng was also counted as a well-known monk after the end of the ancient era, who had made a lot of contributions to kendo. Xie Hongyuan immediately arranged a banquet for everyone to eat and drink.

Jiang Zhouyin sat in his seat and peeled peanuts. Even if everyone asked Fu Xingyou to take a seat, he still stood firmly behind the master.

"Yo! Isn't that the Liuying Fairy from Jin Fu Sect? She really is beautiful." Someone sighed.

There was indeed a fairy walking gracefully from the door, her figure was like water, she was wearing a light blue wide-sleeved long dress, and a simple bun set off her appearance. This fairy's face was covered with a light veil, and her eyebrows and eyes were like Painting is even more fascinating.

Fairy Liuying is the adopted daughter of Jin Fujiao's head teacher, she is very talented, and she is already at the early stage of Yuanying.

The eyes of the young people were all on Fairy Liuying, and Liuying's eyes were on Fu Xingyou. She had a generous posture, and it looked like she was taught by an aristocratic family. Song Xian'er, who was standing behind Song Wanying and complaining about herself, was really not as good as her.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fairy Liuying came over, stood still and extended an invitation to Fu Xingyou: "Young Master Fu, I have admired your name for a long time. If you have time, Master, can you share your sword skills with me?"

She speaks without haste or slowness, let alone affectation, which is eye-catching.

Who can refuse this?

"There's no more tea." Jiang Zhouyin muttered.

Fu Xingyou immediately leaned over to Tim, and then shook his head at Fairy Liuying, "Sorry, I'm not free right now."

Some emotion flashed quickly in Fairy Liuying's eyes, she glanced at Jiang Zhouyin calmly, and cupped her hands: "Excuse me, goodbye."

Jiang Zhouyin's mind was moved, it shouldn't be... But his instinct told him that Liuying saw something.

Among the female cultivators of the same generation, there is no one who does not pay attention to Liuying, and there are not a few who are jealous of her. Song Xian'er was in love with Fu Xingyou, and when she saw that Liuying had the same thoughts as her, she immediately panicked.

Song Wanying also felt that she couldn't wait any longer, the aunt and nephew were in a mess, and finally Song Wanying stood up, saying that Song Xian'er was good at singing and dancing, and could present a dance for everyone.

Jiang Zhouyin frowned, are you crazy?

The more aristocratic a family is, the more important it is to look good. Dance performances are a matter of an occasion—the night is slightly drunk, and the beautiful scenery on a good day is called the icing on the cake.All the people sitting now are people who are wholeheartedly seeking the Tao, so why dance?

Sarcasm flashed in Liuying's eyes, something that couldn't be put on the table.

Song Wanying opened her mouth to thank Hongyuan, and it was hard to refuse, so she immediately asked someone to accompany her.

Song Xian'er danced when she heard the sound, her eyes rolled... Seriously, that's it, she is not a beautiful woman, and now she is clearly targeting Fu Xingyou, everyone feels embarrassed!Inexplicably embarrassing!

"Young people still know how to play." Yun Bao sighed, and then looked at Wan Shu who was drinking tea, "You didn't write this in the script?"

Wan Shu said lightly, "Wasting my pen and ink."

As soon as the words fell, a pink shirt floated into the eyes, bright and eye-catching, and the plain hands made a pattern in the air, which was very beautiful, and a face of the country and the city appeared in the clothes fluttering, looking at the outside of the hall with affection, Mu Xifeng stood there in astonishment.

Ming You made a beautiful circle, pushed Song Xian'er aside, and danced to the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", which forced Mu Xifeng's face to blush.

"Cough cough cough!" Jiang Zhouyin spat out a sip of clear tea and lost his breath.

Fu Xingyou immediately leaned over to pat him on the back, and heard Jiang Zhouyin whisper: "Is he still a man?! He dances better than that..." As he spoke, he couldn't help but take another look, as clusters of explosions seemed to explode in front of him. Flower balls are beautiful if they are beautiful, but Jiang Zhouyin just couldn't bear to look directly at them, "It's even better than that Song Xianer."

Fu Xingyou felt that brother had worked hard.

Here, Wan Shu brushes up his pen and ink, doing it in one go!