Do nothing and be a big boss

The most important thing for cultivating immortals is aptitude.If your aptitude is not good, no matter how rich your resources are, at most you can only pile up a relatively glamorous waste, and at most you can bully the bottom.People are divided into ranks and ranks at birth, not because of their secular status, but because of their aptitude.

All things in the world are divided into grades, and they are all the same stone. Most of them are just ordinary rocks, most of which are used to build houses, but some are rare spiritual stones. No matter what they are used for, they are thousands of times better than ordinary stones. ten thousand times.

Shu Jiangliu wants to build a perfect sword for himself, choose the best iron and the best embryo.The lotus sword is already able to disdain the world's spirit swords, but it is not good enough.

Before he was almost unable to hold on, he finally found the best embryo.It took a lot of hard work, but it was worth it.

Master Fu Rong didn't know how she became the best embryo in the eyes of this terrifying person. This person was obviously good-looking, but what he said and did was terrifying.

The other party threw him and a pile of iron stones into the volcano and burned him. He still remembered the feeling of being melted by the hot magma for the first time. He couldn't even scream, and his mind was only filled with intense fear.After seven hours, the matter was not over yet. He was thrown into the bone-chilling pool to cool down. The extreme heat and extreme cold switched rapidly, and his limbs seemed to melt and be reshaped, which made people crazy.

He didn't go crazy, and got a period of respite, and then he had to learn the cultivation method taught by Shujiang Liu.

After cultivating to a certain level, it will be another seven hours of smelting.

I can't remember how many times he repeated it. One day, he couldn't help but said to Shu Jiangliu: "I don't want to do this."

He didn't know what to think, didn't know what he wanted, but he really didn't want to continue like this, it hurt so much.

Shu Jiangliu was just a device that seemed to have a problem, and said without emotion: "Very good, let's start the next stage."

The next stage is to burn for seven days each time, and Shujiangliu will no longer take care of it. Master Furong will rely on his own cultivation to maintain himself in the furnace. Once he can't hold on, he will be swallowed up by the magma.Master Fu Rong struggled hard. Although it was painful to live, he didn't want to die.

Seven days later, Shujiang showed a smile and praised his will.With excellent aptitude and high willpower, this is really the best embryo to use.

Then one day, Master Furong discovered that Shu Jiangliu hadn't appeared for a long time, and when he was about to try to escape from the furnace, a person came over.This person's appearance is somewhat similar to Shu Jiangliu's, but much younger, just a teenager.

The young man was surprised: "A new sword has been born? You are a divine weapon? Why is there no pomp and pomp when a divine weapon is born? Whose divine weapon was born so quietly? Maybe the old man's sword is broken. Then you have to applaud quickly!" Congratulations!"

Master Fu Rong swam over and looked up at the young man, feeling that this man was very different from Shu Jiangliu.

"I want to be somewhere else, do something else," he said.

He didn't forget how he was treated when he expressed his thoughts to Shu Jiangliu last time. Today, different people appeared in this position. He decided to try again. At worst, he was thrown into the deepest part of the furnace again. He was used to it.

The boy was stunned for a moment: "Where do you want to go? Do you want to do something else?"

Master Fu Rong felt that there was something to be done, and said expectantly, "Can you not burn me?"

"No problem, what's your name?"

"Master Furong."

"This is the name my father gave to Jian. Now that he is in seclusion, he can't control us. What was your original name? Oh, that pervert before is my father, and I'm his son, don't worry about it."

"Hello, book, my original name is Zhizi."

"..."

For the first time, Master Fu Rong took the initiative to run to the Thousand Cold Pond under the volcano to cool herself down, then put on the clothes Shu Bieyi gave her, and followed the latter to Biyun Pavilion.He came here occasionally before, saw many people, but couldn't speak, so he could only stay in Shujiangliu's room.Now he can speak to others.ah!What could be said to make them laugh at him?

Master Fu Rong hasn't figured out where to go and what to do, and Shu Bieyi is troubled by taking over Bicheng.Shu Bieyi doesn't want to be a city lord at all, he wants to be free, happy, and play big swords.

In a flash of inspiration, Master Furong made a suggestion.

"I'll be Shubieyi, you'll be Master Furong."

"That volcano was transformed by my father, I will die if I soak it in."

"Apart from you, does anyone else know of my existence?"

"There are not many, even if I know, I haven't seen you... Hey!"

The calligrapher's spirit sword is unknown to the world, so Shubieyi can use Master Furong's name to say that he is anyone.When the father was there, he basically didn't show up in front of people. Now that the father is in seclusion, he may be closed for a long time. He hasn't started to take over the position of city lord. Since Master Furong doesn't mind trouble, he has to take advantage of the time to escape.

The two hit it off and it was decided.

Master Fu Rong happily became Shu Bieyi, and the real Shu Bieyi called herself Master Fu Rong from now on, a friend of Shu Bieyi, and a free knife repairman.

On that day, Master Furong, who became Shubieyi, stood on the vast Temple of Heaven in Biyun Pavilion, saw the blue sky, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and a boundless field of vision. People were waiting quietly behind her, and then she felt that her life had finally begun.

Shujiangliu doesn't deal with city affairs. Master Furong spent a lot of time patiently changing the top management of Bicheng and changing people's habits.He reads a lot of books every day, handles everything personally, and contacts many people. It feels very good to have such a fulfilling life.

At the beginning, the free knife repairer was worried about the safety of the double. Shujiangliu had many enemies. Now that Shujiangliu is in seclusion, the enemies will definitely come to trouble his son.But after seeing the Chou family bombarded with true energy, even the skin of the stand-in was not broken, I didn't worry anymore.

Both Shubieyi and Master Furong gradually got used to this life of exchanging identities, and the two really became friends.

Master Fu Rong was puzzled and began to think about what she really wanted.

He didn't want to be with the melting pot anymore, he wanted to be a human being, to meet people he recognized, and other things, so he boldly proposed to Shu Bieyi to exchange identities.He doesn't want to see war, because the injury is very painful, everyone's deepest thought is that he doesn't want to die, so he advocates peace as the most important thing in Bicheng.When cultivators fight, it is easy to fight to the death, and the less unnecessary disputes, the better.

He wanted to completely erase the traces of Shu Jiangliu. Bicheng gradually lost its original appearance and became less impetuous. Some people reversed their inner concepts. Maintaining the righteous way does not mean eradicating the evil way. There are still many righteous things that can be done in the world. .The shadow of Shu Jiangliu is getting thinner and thinner.

But none of that was what he really wanted.

Master Furong couldn't help but start to imagine where she was born, who her parents were before she was found by Shujiangliu, and who she would be and who she would be without Shujiangliu.He didn't look for it because he was afraid and felt far away from himself.

If one day, he wants to leave Bicheng and doesn't want to continue to be a bookie, where should he go?How should I tell others, who is he?

Who is he?

Who is Master Furong?

Probably because she was too obsessed with thinking, Master Fu Rong didn't even know that she was approached by a single person.The man slapped him on the shoulder, startling him.Master Furong turned her head and saw the other person's appearance, she stopped breathing.

The man seemed to have discovered something new and particularly interesting, his eyes were full of spirits: "Young man, you are so beautiful! What's your name? Where do you live? Let's get to know each other?"

……

In the Library Pavilion, Master Tang sneezed suddenly.

Dong Bai looked over in surprise and concern. With the landlord's cultivation, it is impossible to get sick. How could he suddenly sneeze without warning?

Master Tang rubbed his nose, threw the book in his hand, took out another book from the shelf, saw the title "The Collection of Demonic Grass", and opened it quickly.

Dong Bai couldn't help but said: "Master, you can go and have a rest, and leave these to the subordinates to do."

It stands to reason that there is no such phenomenon as fatigue in the Kong Ming rank boss, but when people do things they don't like to do, it is easy to get a bunch of negative states due to the resistance deep in their hearts.Dong Bai secretly sighed, the host really doesn't like reading.

Master Tang shook his head: "No, you can't read the books on this bookshelf, unless you don't want to be a human anymore."

The tone was not a warning, but a statement. Dong Bai thought that these books could not be read by his cultivation level.Some books are either banned or hurt the reader for other reasons. He still wants to live for a long time and will not die.

This is Tang Dian's collection of books. The collection of books in it is all collected by Tang Dian during his lifetime. There are various advanced exercises, which can cause a lot of trouble when they are taken out, and there are also secretaries who record various knowledge.Master Tang brought Dong Bai here and asked him to find something with him.

Master Tang put down the book suddenly, and said to himself, "The old enemy is really a worrying existence."

Dong Bai: "The host really loves the book goodbye." Seeing that the host found true love, he was also very happy.

Master Tang glanced at him in confusion: "I'm talking about old enemies, how did you get involved with true love?"

Dong Bai was taken aback.

Master Tang: "Don't wander off, look for it quickly. If you look slowly, I have a hunch that I will lose my old enemy. I am so young, and I don't want to become a loner!"

Dong Bai thought to himself, isn't this true love? It's almost to the point of husband and wife!The landlord is simply the wife who is afraid of losing her husband... No, the husband does not want to lose his wife.

……

In the newly built master bedroom, the snow-white sword was placed on the bed, lying quietly.

It was the first time I was approached by someone, Master Fu Rong had never experienced such a thing, I didn't realize it was an accost, subconsciously replied: "I'm writing a letter to say goodbye, live in Biyun Pavilion."

Suddenly a passer-by pointed at the man and screamed, "Ah! It's the devil! The devil, Master Tang!"

Master Tang, isn't that Bicheng's greatest enemy, the evil Demon Lord?

Out of the instinct of a righteous person, Master Furong made a move on the spot.Master Tang suffered a severe beating, and ran away with his clothes hanging, leaving behind a classic line "I will come back again——"

Why is it not like the fierce and domineering Demon Lord in the legend.Master Furong thought to herself.

Master Furong fell into self-thinking again, but the demon king really did what he said.The next day, when he was processing paperwork in the study, the air suddenly became tense, and the smell of blood wafted in the wind.

He put down his pen and sensed that outside the study, a person was walking towards here.

As the red clouds eroded the heaven and the earth, and the evil Demon Lord, Master Tang stepped slowly towards the study of Biyun Pavilion.Under the umbrella, a wicked smile appeared on the extremely good-looking face.

"Farewell! Come out and get beaten!"