The villain's guide to throwing blame

The outer city of Xuantianzong, Liangming Building.

It was dark outside the window, and the sky was smeared with a gloomy purple. The Chinese lanterns in the outer city were just lit up, and the misty lights seemed to light up a galaxy rushing in all directions, heading for the distance.

After Feng Ling said the word mysteriously, he was satisfied to see Yuechen's comprehensible dignified expression and fell into deep thought, then he closed his mouth and turned to look out of the window with a relaxed face.

The lights on the side of the street turned into fragments of light and fell into his eyes, flickering and flickering with his breathing, as if hiding a bright star.

Therefore, when Master Yuechen came back to his senses, what he saw was such a pleasing scene——

The young man was wearing a slim-fit moon white cream narrow-sleeved gown, leaning against the back of the chair, loosely tapping on the armrest with one hand, and lightly twisting the sapphire cup with the other, his posture and expression were all right.He has a lazy and laid-back style, but he is casual and reveals a bit of sharpness and calmness.

Looking at the young man who has experienced something in the past few years, and is now as imposing as Yuan Tingyue Zhi, Yuechen can't help but think of the young man who was a real dandy eight years ago.

Speaking of which, eight years ago, at that time, Young Master Feng, who was still hated by cats and dogs, felt ashamed out of a little bit of superficial self-esteem and a strong sense of freshness after discovering that Master Yuechen in Shaolin treated him quite honestly. The skin sticks to it, in the name of making this unkind stone feel the warmth of humanity.

At this time, Yuejing only felt that the young master who dominated the elder brother all day long was not a good thing, but it was not to the point where he would be judged by a beast in clothes.

But never thought that the young master of the Feng family has been inseparable from Yuechen since then, and even moved to the side of Yuechen in the courtyard without taking the trouble.Yuejing watched this person come and go, and said some irrelevant words, she just felt that it was too shameless, but the senior brother didn't seem to have any objection to this, so he could only swallow his resentment forcefully.

Therefore, disciples of various sects of the Immortal Dao can often see such a strange scene. Master Yuechen remained silent and listened to Fengling talking happily beside him. Although he never took the initiative to answer enthusiastically, In the eyes of everyone, he is already quite gentle and conniving.

Surprisingly, Master Feng has never troubled others since then.Everyone who bid farewell to the Demon King of Hunshi was very grateful to Yuechen, and only felt that Master Yuechen really understood the righteousness and benefited all living beings with the compassionate Buddha heart of hell if I don't go to hell.

For this reason, for a long time, Yuechen had a good reputation among his peers, not to mention that he was a typical disciple of other families in the eyes of the elders.

Therefore, for ten consecutive years, Yuechen has been ranked first in the list of the top ten young talents in the fairy world. If he is not a Buddhist cultivator, there may be an endless stream of people seeking Taoist companions.

This is something for later, Yuechen at that time just didn't pay too much attention to this person, only regarded him as air.The essence of practice is perseverance and coldness without distractions. This young master is noisy, but he didn't bring too much trouble to himself. It's just a retreat into the magic hole of the heart.

The 20-year Immortal Dao Conference is nothing more than a lottery group arena. Each faction will show off the long faces of their proud disciples, and measure and compare the cultivation abilities of the young talents in the fairy world. If they get the ranking, they can get some Senior's reward.From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with Fengling naming it the Xuan Disciple Conference.

On such a big event, the Feng family of Xiuyun, which is too famous in the Three Realms, is always the focus of attention of all parties, and Feng Ling happens to be on the list of this conference. Ability to find out.

Mr. Feng is really ashamed to let his son who is muddy and unable to support the wall come out to embarrass him, and thanks to personally supervising his cultivation every day, he is able to cultivate to an intermediate level. Something is wrong.

Feng Ling originally thought that if he put on a show and got a similar ranking to be worthy of the title of the young master, he would be able to turn over to the old man.But I never thought that those powerful people with advanced cultivation bases seemed to be popular in those years to fiddle with novelty things. Use the two formulas to compare the cultivation level of a technique.

It just so happened that the devil world was about to move around at that time, and some low-level monster Xiaoxiu was making trouble in the mortal world.Hearing the news, the great powers waved their hands, we are going to hunt demons this year, it's not like fighting with colleagues.In the face of everyone's doubts, the powerful people stroked their beards and said with a smile that they must let the younger generation have a little understanding of the magic way, how can they just talk on paper.

Since the juniors are allowed to go on their own, the elders of each faction always have to take out things for the disciples in case of accidents, but the safety ranking mainly depends on the disciples' own abilities.

At this time, Feng Ling, a serious dandy with a stomach full of flamboyant guts and only a few pounds of real material, really made Feng Changming grey.

Not only to protect his son's safety, but also to take into account his face, he is so wise and mighty, how could he have such a dishonest boy, he is really a typical example of a father who is a hero and a bastard, thinking of this place, Patriarch Feng is quite heartbroken .

This time Feng Changming was still thinking hard, worrying about his son.Feng Ling hugged his thigh a long time ago, and decided not to let go.

"I don't know if Master Yuechen would mind walking with you?" Feng Ling also knew that he was begging for help. His gestures were flawless and his words were sincere and yearning. , looking serious, as if possessed by the rules themselves, the corners of people's eyes twitched.

Yue Chen glanced at the young man indifferently, and after a long time, he unexpectedly nodded lightly and agreed, dragging one is a belt, with this person's virtue, if he doesn't take him, he will definitely have to follow, maybe it will cause him some trouble Come.

Just like that, Yuechen, who never caused extra trouble for himself, had to take the initiative to pick up Fengling, a big trouble, and hang it on his waistband. When the news came out, it really shocked many people's attention.

So Feng Ling enthusiastically led Yuechen to talk to his father when he realized that he didn't need to worry about him anymore, the two of them would sit down, and before they could talk, Feng Changming called him to stand closer and stood up solemnly. He lowered his face and said in a low voice, "You son of a bitch, what trouble have you caused your father again? Even Yuechen from Shaolin Temple has come to your door."

Feng Ling twitched his eyes when he heard this, and said expressionlessly, "Father, I didn't fight with him."

The patriarch Feng blew his beard and stared at him angrily, "Nonsense, I don't know how much you weigh. With him, you can only be beaten. I wonder if you broke something?"

"Oh, no, I just slept with him." Feng Ling swept his eyes to the side, and said in a flash of thought.

"It's fine if you don't have one, you're just... what are you?" Feng Changming's tongue was a little knotted, and he couldn't get the word out.He raised his eyes cautiously, thought he secretly glanced at the monk with indifferent eyes, and then looked at his own son. His eyes were quite complicated, full of emotions such as satisfaction, entanglement, pain, and expectation.

He patted his son on the shoulder, and persuaded him earnestly, "Ling'er, it's a pity that a man is not capable enough, but a real man must be brave enough to face himself. Lies can only be used as a fig leaf, and it depends on whether others say it or not." .”

Feng Ling was confused and listened to his old man's paradoxical preaching, "I didn't say it, what did you say? How can a man have to face himself bravely, how can I deceive myself?"

Feng Changming exclaimed, and slapped his son on the back of the head, "Yuechen's abilities are greater than yours, so what's there to cover up, at worst, you can practice hard with this as your goal, and you'll be fine if you press it back in the future. What is your father pretending to be, what are you talking about, can your father tell you everywhere?"

"Okay, I'm joking with you. I brought him here because I have something to talk about." Feng Ling glanced at his father with a half-smile, and made a serious note of him in his heart.

Just wait and see, if he doesn't give his mother all the treasures hidden by his father, his surname will not be Feng.Feng Changming heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, although he didn't have to worry about whether his cub would be bullied, but he still felt quite regretful that Yuechen was not his own.

"Father, I went with Yuechen when I was hunting demons." Tuola didn't tell this until now, Fengling glanced at Yuechen, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't show any dissatisfaction. Even if he has the temperament of boring gourd, he can't tell it.

Feng Changming was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed.Hey, it's okay this time, little brat, I solved my own big trouble by myself.He greeted Yuechen with a happy smile, "Feng Ling, we are not strict in discipline and lax in cultivation, so we will definitely cause trouble for the mage along the way. If the mage has any requests, our Feng family will definitely be obliged."

Yue Chen nodded and replied, "Clan Chief Feng doesn't need to be too polite, but it's just a matter of raising your hands, so there's no need to worry about it." The attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, and he behaves in a normal way, with a correct posture.Feng Changming was satisfied no matter how he looked at it, and at this time he also envied Yuechen's master, Abbot Huiyuan, why he had never encountered such a piece of fertile land and beautiful jade.

After sighing a few times, he turned his eyes to his own son, and after a horizontal comparison in his heart, he let out a deep sigh.This stinky boy, Feng Ling, has an advantage in appearance. How did he raise this disciple?

Before the head of the Feng family could figure out some other parenting feelings from this classic failure in comparison with other children, Feng Ling hurriedly led Yuechen to say goodbye.

Seeing this, the Feng patriarch hurriedly left the Parenting Heart Sutra behind, took the Qiankun ring from his hand, threw it to his boy, and said carefully, "There are some good things in it, use it carefully, don't be bullied if you are bullied." I feel ashamed to say that you are my son."

Feng Ling laughed when he heard the words, he could hear his father's inappropriate concern, "Yes, yes, I obey, and I will never say my surname is Feng if I lose someone. Old man, I'm leaving. I'll come back in a while and bring you something nice."

"Go, go." Feng Changming waved his hand, too lazy to follow him.

Yuechen silently watched the father and son get along with each other intimately, his expression became softer, and a little smile appeared in his eyes.He bid farewell to Feng Changming, and left with Feng Ling.

The two walked into the venue of the conference, only to see people of the same generation arriving one after another.By noon, everyone had arrived, and the elders of the master explained the competition system and deadline before announcing the opening.

Everyone flashed out, and after some discussion within the team, they chose their own way to leave.

A carriage left from Shaolin Temple, heading west all the way.In the carriage, Feng Ling supported the side of the bed with one hand, and yawned long.I was bored thinking about it, I hope that the next period of time will not be too boring, it is best to meet some earth-shattering event, and give myself a chance to be a hero and save the beauty.

However, for many years after that, whenever he thinks of this period of time, Master Feng can't help but sigh, why didn't he realize that his Crow's Mouth cultivation is so advanced.

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