What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

Yinrong quickly realized that something was wrong, and his hair exploded in fright.

For a moment, he had already thought up his last words, closed his eyes and waited for the Chengyang ancestor to throw him out, but the ancestor did not move for a long time.

Silver Fleece was even more frightened.

Is this so angry that you want to kill the fox?

Yinrong wanted to back out naturally and make a good joke, but unfortunately his legs were so weak that he insisted on not moving half a step. Fortunately, Chengyang Muqiu finally reacted and pushed him away.

Yinrong didn't even dare to look at him, so he ran as fast as he could. When he was going out, he was caught by the threshold, and he didn't dare to stop when he fell on the ground. He hurriedly got up and continued to run. Tail swaying behind the buttocks, Yinrong ran to the corridor, and found no one chasing after him, he was relieved for a long time, but hesitated - he just ran away like this, what if the ancestors became even more angry ?

Then Yinrong turned back, stood still in the middle of the corridor, and shouted loudly: "I, I am participating in the master competition, I have to practice, go to the martial arts stage!"

"..."

As expected, there was no response.

But Yinrong didn't care about these things, he found an excuse and ran away.

He was planning to go out and hide for a few days, and come back when Chengyang Muqiu calmed down.

The Martial Arts Stage was still packed with crowds, the best young disciples from the entire Taiwei Realm gathered together, preparing to compete for a place in the Grand Master Competition, dreaming of becoming famous in one battle and becoming famous.

Unlike the young monks who were full of vigor and dreams, Yinrong sat alone in the corner, and the whole fox exuded a decadent atmosphere. Because he didn't want to deal with chatting anymore, he even covered his face with a hood, like a frustrated little fox. mushroom.

Even when he arrived at the Yanwu stage, "Little Mushroom Velvet" was not in the mood to compete with others at all. He was worried about how Chengyang Muqiu would punish him, but after sitting for too long, Yin Rongrong gradually became less afraid. Hug it, it's useless to regret it, at least I once saved his life, and he won't take his life, the worst is a beating, and it's over!

If his anger subsided, maybe he wouldn't even have to suffer a beating!

Yin Rongan settled down on the Yanwu stage with peace of mind, and sat for three days. After a long time, he was bored, and had nothing to do except watch other people's battles.

Every three feet in the martial arts arena, there is a small circular arena. Each small arena is a mustard space. It is said that the inside may be mountains and rivers, or it may be pavilions. The terrain is different, usually two Two battles, short a stick of incense will determine the outcome, long days and nights are evenly matched.

Hearing that this is a points ranking match, Yinrong can get a general feeling of this grand competition for being selected only by watching the people in the small arena come in and out, and the names on the ranking book hanging high in the center of the hall keep scrolling. How fierce is the "competition for places" in China.

Yinrong knew that he was the default player who went through the back door, but he couldn't help being nervous. With so many young leaders, it was just going through the motions...

Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw a familiar figure entering the small arena directly in front of him.

That person... looks very much like the disciple of the Qing Dynasty who used a pheasant snow ball to tease him back then!what is his name

In just one stick of incense, Qing Ben walked out of the small arena. He was still wearing the uniform of an outer disciple, and he was not far away, waiting for the next challenger leisurely, looking full of confidence.

Yinrong quickly pulled down his hood, and shrank his body into the shadows—I heard that these people were kicked out by Deputy Headmaster Xi not long after that day. If the inner sect is driven away again, the situation will be worse than that of the new outer sect disciples. If this is the case, Qingben must have resentment towards him in his heart.

Yinrong feels that he is not his opponent, so it is better not to recognize each other now.

Because of this, Yinrong watched Qingben's ranking go from more than 700 to the top [-]!You know, the top fifty are almost all Jindan period peak disciples.

Is this person so powerful?Why didn't I see it before.

Not only was Yinrong suspicious, but as this dark horse climbed up the rankings, many people also noticed him, because Qingben was relatively close to Yinrong, and when he came out of the ring, Yinrong could overhear his few words.

"I took a few pills for washing the marrow", "I had an adventure", "The other three brothers also came, but they were all eliminated", "Acceptance and acceptance", "I didn't use all my strength just now", "I am making rapid progress ? Maybe it’s because I have a higher level of comprehension, haha”…

Later, Yinrong couldn't listen to his bragging, took advantage of Qingben's martial arts competition, and left quietly. He sat for too long, his legs were numb, thinking about when he could go back to Henggaoju to have a look.

After so many days, the ancestors should calm down, right?

Unexpectedly, after walking around, I heard a lot of anecdotes in one breath.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are many people, there are gossips. The ancients did not deceive me.

The first piece of gossip is about Qingben: Some people say that the reason that the little-known outer disciple Qingben’s cultivation has soared is because he encountered a chance when he went down the mountain. So it's just one step up to the sky.

Some people also said that he took four marrow washing pills, and washed the mediocre miscellaneous spiritual roots into high-level single spiritual roots in one fell swoop.

But the vast majority of people think that neither of the two statements is very reliable. The chance is mysterious and mysterious, and it is impossible to find it. How can it be possible to meet it when you go down the mountain?It sounds like Qingben is bragging; but the idea of ​​eating Sui Sui Dan is outrageous. As we all know, the more mediocre a person's aptitude is, the more Xi Sui Dan needs. Forty is far from enough, let alone four!Where did he get the savings to buy so many heaven-level pills?

Yinrong felt deeply about this, he had already eaten the marrow washing pill as jelly beans, and it was still very loose, he felt sorry for Chengyang Muqiu...

In fact, thinking about it this way, the ancestor treated him very well...

And another piece of gossip is about Yinrong himself: the head of the ruthless way, Immortal Venerable, was confused by the vixen he raised!

When Yinrong heard this kind of remarks, Jiojio, who had stepped into the martial arts stage, took it back again, couldn't help buttoning his hood, and mingled into the crowd to listen carefully.

"This news came from Ying Gu Feng, it's absolutely true!"

"Everyone knows about the Rabbit Spirit that was raised in the Discipline Hall, right? It hasn't been released, nor let it go. It's been half a year, and it was released just three days ago! Do you know where it went? Snow Phoenix Hall!"

"Wow! The Liuxue Phoenix Hall accepts the world's most amazing pets, but the selection is also notoriously strict. Could it be that the rabbit monster has something special about it?"

"Naturally, there are some advantages, but not in itself, but because I know a powerful person—Mr. Hu Yinrong!"

"Cough, cough, cough." This was the first time that Yinrong was respectfully called "Young Master Hu" by a stranger. He couldn't adapt to it, so he couldn't help asking, "What son, isn't he just a vixen?"

"Hey, this junior brother, don't underestimate Mr. Hu," a fat disciple glanced at Yinrong, only saw a big hood, and continued to share with spit, "Little Hu The young master has been here before, and many people have seen it, it is called a country and a city!"

"..." Yinrong became even more embarrassed, "Is it romantic and suave?"

But no one paid any attention to him, they all praised the young man's beauty, and praised him so much that there is no one in the world, and some people even suggested that he be named "the most beautiful woman in the world of self-cultivation".

Silver Velvet was so flattered by the praise that he almost believed the nonsense of 'Young Master Hu can hook his fingers and a man will go through fire and water for him', and then I heard those people continue to introduce: "The master of the Liuxue Phoenix Hall received our head fairy When Zun wrote the letter by himself, he almost went crazy with fright, and then went crazy with joy, and came here to pick up the monster himself! That rabbit monster wanted to say goodbye to Mr. Hu, but guess what? "

"What's the matter, tell me!"

"Heng Gaoju sent a puppet down the mountain, urging it to leave quickly! The fox who said that Yinronger is the head of the sect, and no one else has seen it except the head!"

Yinrong couldn't help complaining: "Those puppets can't talk, right?"

The one who gave the lecture was dissatisfied: "Why do you have so many questions? Mr. Puppet is personally ignited by the master master, and his magic power is boundless! Is it difficult to speak a word? Don't listen to him, I have a freshly released speech book here. , "Qingshi Yaohu: Anecdotes Between Me and the Immortal Venerable", this is the first part, and the follow-up is still being serialized, does anyone want it?"

Yinrong felt that the real purpose of this person's big battle might be to sell books, so she felt scornful in her heart, and then... bought a copy.

After Yinrong returned to Henggaoju, the first thing he did was to find the ancestor of Chengyang, to see if the ancestor had calmed down. He wanted to pretend to be calm, but unfortunately, when he saw someone, his legs became weak again. .

It was too unexpected. The head of Chengyang, who had been nesting in the study all year round, was sitting upright in the bottle wine booth at the entrance of Henggaoju. If he didn't know that his ancestor was cold by nature, he would have thought he was waiting for someone.

Of course, it may also be waiting for the little fox to come back, so that it can be punished.

The silver-velvet tongue is no longer flexible: "I, I, you, you, hehe, why are you sitting here? Ah, you are doing breathing exercises, so I won't bother you!"

"Stop." Chengyang Muqiu said flatly.

Yinrong swallowed, stood upright, lowered her head, not daring to look directly into the opponent's eyes.

Chengyang Muqiu seemed to have forgotten the short hug a few days ago, and asked calmly: "It's been three days, how is the record?"

Silver Fleece: "..."

You said it was a coincidence, and you asked about the fatal point again.Which pot is not open to carry which pot, but the ancestor wants to carry it, and he has to carry it obediently when it is not open, Yin Rong whispered: "I haven't fought yet, let's watch first."

"Crack!" Chengyang Muqiu threw the scroll in his hand, and Liuyun's wide sleeves fluttered with the wind, calm and pretentious, "So you just ran away?"

Silver Velvet didn't dare to speak.

Chengyang Muqiu: "What are you still doing in a daze? The Grand Competition is right in front of you, why don't you go to practice!"

Yinrong ran away as if he had been granted an amnesty, not noticing that the book in his sleeve fell to the ground, not to mention that the ancestor Chengyang also secretly heaved a sigh of relief after he left.

Chengyang Muqiu let go of the scroll, only to find that at some point, a thin layer of sweat had broken out from the palm of his hand, soaking the scroll.Ever since raising this little vixen, he has been restless and unable to concentrate on cultivation, so that his cultivation has stagnated - this is nothing, the second stage of transformation of the gods is already a rare master in the world. Only the Guhong Daojun of Wuliangzong reached the stage of transformation, but the other party was much older than him. He finally succeeded in breaking through when his life was approaching, and he was an image of an old man who was dying.

There is an unwritten rule in the world of self-cultivation: with the same level of cultivation, the younger one looks, the higher the aptitude.

This is also the reason why everyone is in the second stage of transforming gods, but only Chengyang Muqiu is called "immortal-like".

Chengyang Leixian still had no intention of cultivating at this time, and his eyes fell on a book on the blue brick floor, which should have fallen from the silver velvet. This little fox is sloppy.

Chengyang Muqiu didn't use spells, so he walked over and bent down to pick up the book, only to find that it wasn't any of the exercises that he arranged for him to recite. Two or Three Affair with Immortals".

"…………"

According to the usual temper of the ancestor Chengyang, the first reaction should be to tear this miscellaneous book to shreds, but he opened it unexpectedly.

The content of the book is very nonsense.

The protagonists are actually himself and Yinrong. The description of Henggaoju is very inaccurate. The author has obviously never seen Henggaoju, and his daily life is full of a sense of disobedience that "the emperor uses a golden pole to farm the land". But the interaction with Silver Velvet is very...sexy.

[The Taoist immortals of the world practice the ruthless way, destroy human desires, and try to do things that are not chaotic, but it is a big mistake!Immortals don't like girls, probably because they like to play with children!One day when I went down the mountain, I ran into a beautiful young man with fox ears and tails, and a charming figure. 】

[Silver velvet tears, calling the name of the immortal venerable... The celestial venerable is quite magnificent, and the silver velvet is so overwhelming that it is bitten by the quilt, and it is completely torn...]

[The silver velvet buttocks have retreated in front of the bed, clean as jade, white as snow, plump and pitiful, the immortal slapped it with his palm, the sound was as crisp as a zither, and the flesh trembled like soup, I felt pity for it. 】

"..." Ancestor Chengyang's ears turned red, this time, he didn't seem to be angry.

After Yinrong escaped in a panic, the fear in his heart gradually faded—the ancestor never mentioned that matter at all!The reason why he was angry with himself was because he wasted time going to the martial arts arena and didn't compete with others.

So, it doesn't matter if you hug me?On the contrary, he is in trouble.

Yinrong felt relieved and was about to take out the story book to relax, but he searched for the storage bell, but couldn't find it.Huh?Wasn't it collected in the bell?He didn't have any on him, did he fall in Henggaoju, or in Yanwutai?

Hey, there are so many people in the martial arts stage, and there are still many people rushing to buy the script, if they landed there, wouldn't they be picked up immediately?It's worth two middle-grade spirit stones!

Although Yinrong received a large amount of "breakup fee", he was a country fox who had been poor for most of his life. He lost two middle-grade spirit stones. It fell in Henggaoju!

In order to find the "Two or Three Things Between Me and the Immortal Venerable", I even mustered up the courage to go back to the Zunjiu Pavilion, but I still found nothing, and even when I went to the empty pavilion, the ancestor of Chengyang disappeared.

It wasn't until sunset in the western border that Yinrong resigned to his fate and gave up. At that time, he was already sweating, so he dragged his tired body towards Muchi.

Silver velvet rolls in the mud, and it can fall asleep when it comes home, but Chengyang Muqiu can't. This ancestor not only has a cleanliness habit, but also can't tolerate a little dust on the silver velvet. After the "Yaotian Incident", he no longer trusted Yinrong, he had to see him all the time, and even needed a room to sleep in.

Silver Velvet has also developed the habit of checking himself for dirt three times a day.

Chengyang Muqiu believes in the mortal routine of "work at sunrise and rest at sunset", and also likes to use bathing instead of "cleansing spell". In the side hall, Yinrong has a restless temperament. Even if he feels very tired, he still has to kick the empty bathtub in the corridor, making a loud bang, and he succeeds in being naughty. He flicked the tip of his tail happily, and quickly forgot the depression of losing "two middle-grade spirit stones".

When they walked into the side hall clangingly all the way, Yinrong realized something unusual: there were a lot of drops of water sprinkled on the glazed glass floor, as if someone had just used it.

Why is the ancestor taking a bath at this time?

However, what about Chao Yu Daojun, how can he, a mere fox, be able to speculate?In fact, after the cultivator Yuanying, he can clean himself without using spells, so Yinrong didn't dislike the water used by Chengyang Muqiu, and just jumped into it.

Then... it hit an ice floe.

Silver Velvet: "........."

... Chengyang Muqiu, are you sick?Why take a cold shower at night?No, an ice bath!Why does your hot spring produce so many ice floes?

Fortunately, Silver Velvet is not afraid of the cold by nature. Apart from not seeing it at first, and the bump was a little painful, there was no discomfort, and it was even very refreshing. The previous fatigue was gone.Silver Velvet swam comfortably in the icy water, unknowingly inhaling the cold air in the water, and then jumped ashore unsatisfied, and headed for the bedroom, leaving behind a pool of warm water and a string of wet clothes. footprint.

Chengyang Muqiu was already fast asleep.

The silver velvet turned into its original form, frantically shaking its fur, shaking off the water stains on its body, stepping on the familiar futon, but without a trace of sleepiness, and recalling the "rumors" heard in the Yanwu stage these days.

"The head of the sect, Xianzun, personally taught Liuxue Phoenix Tangtang the book, just to accommodate Luo Bei."

"Has the sect master Xianzun ever thought of others like this?"

"The head of the sect, Xianzun, hugged Mr. Hu and told them one by one, swearing his sovereignty, and forbidding his disciples to accidentally hurt his fox."

……

Listening to their analysis, it seems... Chengyang Muqiu really treats him differently.

"Young Master Hu looks like a man, if you hook your finger, a man will go through fire and water for him."

Thinking of these words, the silver fleece swelled again.

He tossed and turned, entangled for an unknown amount of time, and finally his heart broke, and he turned into a boy, and tiptoed towards Chengyang Muqiu's big carved bed.

He won't take his own life, and seek wealth and wealth in danger. If he succeeds, it will be blood money!Now Chengyang Muqiu is no longer in the state of being seriously injured and losing his cultivation, but a great power in the realm of transformation!The only supernatural power in the entire cultivation world!Picking up his old man once is worth decades of self-cultivation, right?

Not to mention that as long as you double cultivate a few times, you can get that half of the demon pill back!

With excitement and inflated mood, Yinrong lifted the curtain of the bed, and slipped in cautiously, but he didn't notice that the "sleeping" ancestor Chengyang quietly clenched his "Qingxin" finger the moment he entered.