He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Yuling's disruptive situation made everyone feel a little uninspired. Only one Yuan Fuyi was calm and composed, completely indifferent, picked up his chopsticks and swept across the table again.

"He is the master of the sect, so he shouldn't take action against us small shrimps and crabs."

"Then maybe, fortune-teller has always been moody and can't be judged by common sense." The new juniors talked in a low voice with fear.

Just as they were speaking, a Qingshuang sword suddenly passed in front of them, the sword light was clear, and the sword sound whistled, and it was inserted straight into the stairs.

"What are you afraid of? Yuan Fuyi is here. If Chu Yuling dares to hurt a hair of yours, I will tell him to come and go!" Yuan Fuyi raised his usually incongruous eyebrows and eyes with a wine glass in his mouth, showing some Come with peace of mind.

The Taoist leader He Xichen picked up the wine glass and touched the glass on his lips, making a crisp sound, and said with a chuckle, "Don't underestimate your senior brother Yuan." I underestimate you Uncle He."

The little swordsmen in Tsing Yi were overwhelmed by the aura of the two veterans, but gradually calmed down.They glanced at Pei Jue, who was drunk on He Xichen's lap, and couldn't help feeling envious.

That was Uncle He's thigh!A rare Taoist heir in a hundred years!Who can fall asleep easily?

Pei Jue was hugging He Xichen's knee and laying on his lap at this time, apparently already fell asleep, or he was afraid that he would not give in like this.This child usually flirts wildly, with a look that makes everyone uncomfortable, but now that his bright eyes are closed, his sleeping appearance is extremely cute.

He Xichen held a wine glass in one hand to drink with the crowd, but with the other hand he touched the cheekbones, posthorse bones, general bones, sun horn bones, moon horn bones, dragon palace bones, rhinoceros bones, Giant claw bones and dragon horn bones.

After examining the nine bones and referring to the nine elements, one can distinguish the life and salary of a person.

The secular world only regards the [-]% technique as a way of fortune-telling to relieve worries, but in the world of cultivating immortals, fortune-tellers have developed this technique to the extreme.Changing bones and changing lives, prying into the way of heaven, it's no wonder that all the people in the Truman family don't end well.

"How?" Yuan Fuyi asked.

"No problem." He Xichen nodded, "Chu Yuling only smeared his "Qi" a little bit, and I am afraid that the little leader will have a bad time. "

Liu Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief immediately: "If it doesn't go smoothly, it won't go smoothly. The journey of cultivating immortals has never been smooth."

"Chu Yuling really will take revenge." Yuan Fuyi was indignant, "It's so unlucky when I just left the house, I always feel that something unexpected will happen during this trip."

"Shut up, brother!"

"Will you speak?"

"Brother Yuan, please return to the sect! Don't follow me anymore!"

"Shut that dog mouth of yours!"

All the fellow disciples cursed angrily, more than a dozen bamboo chopsticks shot at Yuan Fuyi through the wind.Yuan Fuyi dodged sideways, saw the bamboo chopsticks stuck into the wall, rubbed his nose to silence, He Xichen suppressed a smile and poured him a cup of hangover tea: "Wake up, don't get confused later. "

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The reputation of the Chu family is not very good. "Fate" and "luck" are two things that are vague and uncertain, and they are the most concerned things for those who cultivate immortals. However, if someone can forcibly interfere or even twist this invisible mystery, it is undoubtedly a big taboo.

Fortunately, there are not many fate masters. Although they are surly and withdrawn, they are not vicious people. More than 100 years ago, in the battle between immortals and demons, the position of the Lord of the Demon Realm was calculated only by deduction by the fortune teller.The master of the Shoushan Sword Sect flew a sword, and the Zen master of Leiyin Temple shot Bodhi Inca. The joint efforts of several great scholars in the Jixia Academy could only suppress the riots in the Demon Realm.

Even if he makes great achievements, he can't stop the decline of Truman.After all, the fortune-teller could not fight against the way of heaven, died suddenly and was scattered, and now there is only Chu Yuling left.

Chu Yuling is used to being alone, and she only does things according to her heart, regardless of good or evil.Others are afraid of him, and the gossip behind him is nothing more than fart, but if it makes him unhappy... No kidding, Chu Yuling will be ashamed even if she dies!

It was such a self-willed psychopath, when he saw He Xichen in Zuixianfang, he couldn't help but want to take a few steps closer, it would be best if he could rub shoulders with him.

Of course Chu Yuling didn't have that unspeakable affection for He Xichen.He's just...just...

"Okay! Be quiet!" He shouted angrily, but the bones buried in the flesh and blood did not respond to his wishes, and made a clear cry on its own, desperately trying to follow the painting shuttle ahead.

With such a rebellious and unruly character, I'm afraid that little Taoist priest is also a stubborn person!

Chu Yuling gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, but Yujian was attached to the painting shuttle of Shoushan Sword Sect, and the strong wind rolled up his black robe, flying in the fiery red sunset.

It's really because of this disobedient bone, not because of his will!

The glance He Xichen looked up at—as if all the beautiful mountains and rivers mentioned in the book were in this gaze—Chu Yuling suddenly remembered the flashing lights and shadows in the ruined temple 20 years ago, and the dust danced wildly and fell to the ground. The censer and menorah smelled of decay.

On the altar, which was covered with a thick layer of dust, the young Chu Yuling curled up beside the child who had already passed away, staring at the red mole on his collarbone without blinking.

This is what my mother picked up to keep me alive.He has been fascinated by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and he is not afraid of things like death, and even has a special sense of belonging.

Suddenly, the little cute red mole seemed to move a bit, and the cold fingers touched the back of his hand, and they left as soon as they were touched, trembling like the wind blowing the shadow of a candle.

"Mother, he's not dead yet." Chu Yuling held the other party's fingers and called out, and Chu's mother, who drew the magic circle with all her heart and blood, only thought he was lying.

The child was clearly dead, his breath was cut off, and it was difficult to bring him back to life.

Yes, isn't he dead?

At sunset, a black painting shuttle passed through the huge fiery red sun.There were only two people on the deck, Yuan Fuyi held the Qingshuang Sword in his arms, remained silent, his body was sharpened, and he cut through the long wind.He Xichen stood still, sitting cross-legged on the side of the boat, his bluish-blue Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

"How long will he be with me?"

"do not know."

Yuan Fuyi walked up to him and asked: "You and Chu Yuling really don't have any grudges? I don't think he is easy to get along with. If you have any troubles, just say so, and I will definitely help you!"

He Xichen thought about it carefully, and replied earnestly: "I really don't know if I have any grudges with him or not!" Seeing Yuan Fuyi frowning, he could only stretch out his hand, and his white and jade-like palm was like a cloud of smoke in the twilight.

"Touch my bones."

Yuan Fuyi suddenly thought of something, took He Xichen's wrist and carefully squeezed it inch by inch, and stroked down along his knuckle fingers, his complexion gradually became heavy, and he couldn't help but angrily said: "Your scourge is the one who was killed by you!" Did he get it like this? No! I have to settle the score with him!"

He Xichen grabbed his sleeve and said with a smile, "What kind of account is it? It's just a muddled account."

Twenty years ago, the original child died of illness and was abandoned by his parents in the wilderness.The mother and son of the Chu family picked him up, thinking it was a child who had died young, but they didn't expect that there was a wandering soul who had just arrived inside.At that time, his mind and soul were unstable, and he couldn't even utter a sound, and as a result, he suffered the pain of bone replacement.

After careful study, he and Chu Yuling are also considered to be very close to each other.Not to mention the grievances, but to blame the bad luck of both parties.Perhaps Chu's mother also wanted to find a dead person, so as not to let her son bear too much karma, but she didn't expect to go against the sky by accident and plant the beginning of karma.

Does Chu Yuling owe Xi Chen?Can't say that.

He was originally a "guest who didn't know where to go" who occupied the magpie's nest. At that moment 20 years ago, he hadn't fully come alive in that body.As for who I'm sorry for, Chu Yuling's fault had nothing to do with He Xichen other than being disrespectful to the deceased.

"In short, I have nothing to do with him, just a stranger, you don't need to stand up for me. This scourge is mine now, so I will bear it. It doesn't affect me much, at most it is noisy. "

Yuan Fuyi knew that He Xichen was not a pedantic person who repays grievances with virtue, since he said that he and Chu Yuling were strangers, then there was really nothing involved, but——

"It's a disaster, and I'm afraid it's hard to become a fairy."

He Xichen looked at Qingyi Jianxiu in surprise, and laughed dumbly: "There have been no immortals in the world for thousands of years, so it's hard to ascend."

Yuan Fuyi vowed: "It depends on whether you are willing or not! Lao He, I always feel that you haven't taken it seriously yet."

That kind of idleness and indifference when dealing with the Dao of Heaven, even Tu Mingzhou, who was awe-inspiring with a sword on the top of the first mountain, and the grandfather of the sect leader, were not as comfortable as him.

He Xichen raised his eyebrows, and jokingly said, "I'm serious!"

"Who is it?" Yuan Fuyi gave him a piss, and seeing that he didn't want to say more, he asked, "I heard from the old man that the feeling of having a bone replacement is very uncomfortable, and if you are not careful, you will be destroyed. Are you okay at that time? "

He Xichen's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and the pain that was about to tear his soul into pieces came to his heart again. He couldn't help but clenched his cuffs tightly with his fingers, and said miserably, "Damn it! It hurts me to death!"

Yuan Fuyi seldom saw him lose his composure. Feeling the novelty and being at a loss, Yuan Fuyi could only reach out and pat his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

He Xichen swept away his evil hands with his whisk, and said helplessly, "Maybe it's because of a change of bone. There is a subtle connection between me and Chu Yuling. He should also be aware of this, so he and I behind."

"Tsk! I still find him unhappy!"

"The overall situation is the most important thing. The Golden Terrace is just around the corner. Don't make extra troubles. When this boatload of children is sent to Jixia Academy, you old man will fight again if you want to fight. Hey, my dear nephew, I'm afraid you can't beat him." Congratulations Xichen teased.

"Get off!" Yuan Fuyi pursed his lips in displeasure, and suddenly drew out his Qingshuang sword and stabbed back, "Who are we provoking? Why are all monsters and monsters trying to set us up!"

I saw his sword pointed, the magic circle fluctuated, and a beautiful young girl suddenly appeared from the void.Dressed in a scarlet shirt with fluttering sash, bare feet, and skin as creamy as fat, it's so heart-wrenching.

Even Yuan Fuyi couldn't avoid being vulgar, he tilted his head and whispered to He Xichen, "It's also about food and sex, the ancients never deceived me!" Then he corrected his expression and said righteously, "Who are you, little girl?"

"Me?" The girl stretched out her fingertips dyed cardamom red, and said with a smile, "My name is Li Chengfeng, and I am a disciple of Huanxi Zen. This time, I am here to pay a visit to Senior Brother Yuan and Uncle He." It is smart and cunning, but the name is very handsome and majestic.

"You recognize me?" Yuan Fuyi put away his long sword when he saw that he was a fellow.

"I don't know." Li Chengfeng shook his head honestly, but looked at He Xichen on the side of the boat with sparkling eyes, "I recognize Uncle He!"

Yuan Fuyi...Yuan Fuyi didn't want to talk, he just wanted to hit someone.

"Huanxi Zen Sect is also going to Jixia Academy?" Naturally, He Xichen felt that another painting shuttle was approaching not far away, so he asked, "Miss Li, what do you want from me?"

"The Golden Terrace ceremony is approaching, and all the immortals from the five capitals will go to Jixia Academy, so the Huanxi Zen Sect will naturally not be left behind!" Li Chengfeng bowed softly, "Uncle He, I just came to see you. I'm so happy."

With such a clear and bold expression of heart, Yuan Fuyi couldn't help coughing.

Li Chengfeng didn't take it seriously, tipped his toes, stepped back lightly, and gradually disappeared into the wind: "Uncle He, don't forget me!"

He Xichen closed his eyes and was speechless.

"Hey, that little girl seems to be interested in you." Yuan Fuyi said sourly with envy, "Happy Zen, all the female cultivators in it are incredibly beautiful!"

"Old He, what do you think?"

"Ming Cang is so open-minded, I think he should have no objection to you finding a Taoist companion."

"Old He, why don't you talk?...Damn! Fell asleep!"

Yuan Fuyi was very depressed, so he cast a calming spell on him, then sat down on the ground, practicing meditation.But he didn't know that He Xichen dreamed of "Kuaizai Pavilion" again. Under the pavilion, the river was clear and clear, and on the vast and waveless water, a fisherman was fishing in a small boat.

When He Xichen stepped onto the river, ripples appeared where he landed, like walking on flat ground.In an instant, the mist and rain fell into the sky, and the raindrops fell into the water, wetting his whisk.

Suddenly I heard the fisherman call loudly: "He Xiaoyou, the old man specially summoned this rain to wash away the dust for you!"

He Xichen couldn't help laughing heartily, swept the dust in his hand, and the light cloud dust waved water mist from the tail: "Old Qin, I will give you a thousand miles of wind, and I will send you to enjoy a leisurely trip!" .

"Hahaha!" Qin Danyou Bafeng said with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"