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Li Daoxuan has never lived as a person in his life, and when he saw Mr. Cui, he didn't like it, but it was a little strange.

Seeing his youthful pride, the scorching sun is like fire, his eyes and smile are particularly scorching.

Later, he became a demon, and his reincarnation was also entangled endlessly by the six demons of desire.

Li Daoxuan wanted to save him.

That child was born with a mole on his palm, and it was he who drew the knife on his palm.

On the way back to Beimang Mountain, holding the child in his arms, his chubby hands were holding his long hair, playing non-stop in his hands.

Such a heavy piece of meat made Li Daoxuan's heart heavy, thinking in his heart what should he do with him?

If a bowl of rice can support him, Li Daoxuan always feels that he should give him something more.

But what was that, Li Daoxuan couldn't figure it out.

Raising a child must not be used to it, let alone such a child, if he is allowed to develop, he will have the seeds of the six desire demons in him, and there will be no good results in the future.

Lee Daoxuan has never thought about anything so seriously.

Watching such a piece of meat grow up slowly, the pink-carved and jade-carved man would bleat in a milky voice, slurred his lisp while holding his calf, and the first sentence he would say was 'Master'.

Master.

Master.

Master.

A heartless little thing, he never remembers his brothers well, he only knows Master Master.

Watching him grow up little by little, Li Daoxuan still didn't think clearly about what to do with him, just like he was holding this child for the first time, he was in a hurry and didn't know where to start, holding his head with both hands carefully He was holding it, but he was still worried that the child would fall from his hands as soon as he turned over.

Li Daoxuan named him Mingshan, hoping that he could understand good and evil. Watching this Douding grow up day by day under his nose, he is still like Cui Jiao, with a casual smile that is also warm and scorching.

Natural bad nature, the most eloquent, smiling face in front of him, but in a blink of an eye in front of his senior brother, he is serious.

With a glib mouth, half-truths and half-truths, and a harmless appearance, but he likes to tease people the most.

Li Daoxuan watched silently, did not scold him, only went to lecture him on the scriptures after he made a mistake, he hoped that this child would understand.

Finally, after thinking about it, he thought of the jade branch, saying that it could make people calm and less desire, so he made it into a hairpin and gave it to him.

But in the end, a hairpin will not be of much use, Li Daoxuan can only control it with magic, if he utters another lie, the jade hairpin will be broken.

With this limitation, he learned to change the topic and pretend to be silent.

Li Daoxuan didn't know that Mingshan had a lot of grievances in his heart, about his name, about not being able to learn magic techniques, about being treated coldly for competing with many senior brothers, all kinds of grievances in his heart.

The only thing is that he likes this master who has given him injustice very much, he likes it so much, he follows him when he can crawl, he follows him when he can walk, he always follows him, try his best Be nice.

After teaching for so many years, Li Daoxuan felt for the first time what exhaustion is. Mingshan couldn't change his nature. He wanted to save Mingshan, which was equivalent to wanting to change his destiny.

Until the night when Guixue's jade was thrown.

It was only then that he realized that no one could save him, and Ming Shan's life had already been decided when Cui Qiu fell into a demon.

In the child's increasingly paranoid and hot eyes, Li Daoxuan began to feel a panic that shouldn't be provoked, but he was still smiling like a puppy and lowered his head, Li Daoxuan was actually a little powerless.

It's like a hole is broken in the heart, and the strength is constantly flowing out. I don't know why it is broken, and I don't know how to repair it.

This is kalpa.

Li Daoxuan believed that this was his own calamity, and he had no choice.

After Mingshan dropped Guixue's jade, he finally had a reason to put aside this hot potato.

To drive Mingshan out of the teacher's school, let this existence that constantly burns his heart stay away.

The child was very sad, as if he never thought that he would be abandoned one day.

After he bid farewell to his teacher, he lived alone at the foot of the mountain for more than three months, and he would come up the mountain every morning to pay his respects.

He asked his younger brother to tell the story, saying that he knew he was wrong and he wanted to return to the teacher's school.

It's not that Li Daoxuan didn't believe him, but he didn't dare to touch him anymore.

The older Ming Shan grows up, the more poisonous he is to him. Cui Qiu is not dead, he lives in Ming Shan's body, he comes alive every time Ming Shan shows a bright smile, the boy's body leans over and hugs him carefully arms, chin resting on his shoulders, approaching him coquettishly.

It suddenly reminded me of that year in Chang'an, when Cui Jiao leaned against him like this, resting his chin on his shoulder eagerly, and the heat and the smell of wine as he spoke fell on his neck.

He said, "Taoist...do you know that a good night is rare?"

There was no star or moon that night, the sky was pitch black, the night wind was howling, and Cui Jiao's soft voice was pleasant to hear.

Daoist... Do you know that good nights are rare?

What is a good night?

Li Daoxuan didn't think about it.

But Mingshan refused to leave. He grew up in Beimang Mountain and beside his master. To ask him to leave his master would be to cut his roots, and he would not survive.

Mingshan wanted to ask Li Daoxuan to change his mind, and started doing good deeds to help others at the foot of the mountain. He already had a foundation of spiritual practice, and he never showed it, but he started playing with these Taoism to help the poor and expel the people at the foot of the mountain. Evil cures ghosts.

It just so happened that two strange incidents occurred at the foot of the mountain, and Ming Shan resolved them one by one, winning the unanimous love and affection of the villagers.

He didn't mention that he wanted to come back, and he still came to visit every day.

Li Daoxuan avoided seeing him, but met him when he went out to collect herbs, but he hadn't seen him for a few months, he seemed to have changed a lot, as if he had grown up overnight, and was no longer that soft child dripping with honey.

He was not that kind of child, but he was used to acting like a spoiled child in front of him.

Young people grow up so fast, Li Daoxuan actually saw a strange feeling on his familiar face, as if in a blink of an eye, Ming Shan was no longer Ming Shan.

He followed up, and smiled a little strangely, as if he was a polite stranger: "Master." Those things that made Li Daoxuan feel burning pain disappeared, but the hole in his heart got bigger.

Ming Shan accompanied him to pick herbs without saying a word. Before the sun and dusk parted, his soft voice came from the slight wind: "Master, I know I was wrong."

The twilight gloom fell on his face, and he stood there silently.

Li Daoxuan looked at him, and the words turned in his heart for a few moments, like a sigh: "Then come back."

Ming Shan came back, but he was no longer the shameless and coquettish Ming Shan he used to be. He became more and more stable, respecting and caring for his seniors, with a smile on his face, showing a little softness in a neither cold nor cold way.

Li Daoxuan knew that he had a talent for cultivation, even if he didn't teach it himself, he would learn it secretly, and he learned it well, so he had no choice but to teach it.

He learns quickly, and his talent is so extraordinary that Li Daoxuan doubts that he can become a fairy.

If it wasn't for his innate temperament being too inferior, Li Daoxuan would really feel this way.

Mingshan's level of obedience is increasing day by day, almost to the point that he will never do anything he has said, even if it is just to make him less scold his junior.

But no matter how good Mingshan became, Li Daoxuan still felt that something would happen to this child, no matter how obedient he was, Li Daoxuan could not get rid of the feeling that he was raising a tiger.

It was as if there was a pair of glaring eyes hidden under his calm expression.

When Mingshan grew up, Li Daoxuan wanted to send him to travel down the mountain. Traveling is a time-consuming thing. The shortest time is two or three years. If it is long, it can be more than ten years.

In the four years since he left Beiman Mountain, he had to send messages back every year and every season. When he returned in the fourth year, he had changed from a teenager to a steady young man.

Standing in front of him, he clasped his hands and bowed: "Master." He grew up fast, and bowed slightly, showing broad shoulders.

With Mingshan's return, the sights of monsters on Beimang Mountain also increased sharply. Li Daoxuan ordered to clear the collection, and he himself went out.

Ming Shan said frankly: "I went outside to kill demons and provoked the resentment of many demons. When I come back this time, I will cause trouble for the master."

He spoke very politely, as if he was an outsider, but it made several senior brothers look down on him.

There is no blame for this kind of thing, since the younger brother provoked it, then it should be settled and it should be done for the younger brother.

What he said made not only the senior brother feel uncomfortable, but also Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that this child has grown up so much in a blink of an eye, he can stand on his own and separate from him.

Several disciples went to track down other demons. Li Daoxuan and Ming Shan went to the demon lair he discovered a year ago. They worked together to kill the demon. The demon could only scream angrily before it died:

"Xue Wuling!!!"

Then it turned into a cloud of evil energy and dissipated. Li Daoxuan was already injured at that time, and he couldn't dodge in time.

Afterwards, Ming Shan confessed to him again and again: "Master, I only knew that I was running away, but I forgot that Master, you were already seriously injured. This is really a heinous crime."

Li Daoxuan knew that his cultivation was so high and he couldn't force it. It was because he had pushed himself too hard, thinking that his own strength was enough to deal with this monster: "I don't blame you."

He is very magnanimous and loving, but he doesn't know how weak he is nestling in the arms of his apprentice.

How Mingshan was staring at him quietly again.

That devilish energy tried to erode his body, and it was extremely difficult to deal with. The two of them stayed in the inn for a few days to recuperate. They always suppressed the devilish energy a little today, and revived it tomorrow, as if the devilish energy was in his body. It became a living thing, able to grow by itself.

Presumably it was because of his injury that he couldn't fight against this demonic energy.

Mingshan tried his best to draw a clear line with him, living next door, he would only come when Li Daoxuan called him, and if he came, he would always knock on the door and wait, without his permission, he would never overstep.

Li Daoxuan was almost blind at this time, but he felt that Mingshan didn't need to be so polite, which made his situation even more lonely.

Ming Shan carefully checked the front and back, but he didn't say anything to him, and his condition didn't improve after staying for a few days, so he said with some hesitation: "Ming Shan may be able to help Master."