Say it's a big treason to the master

The pear tree blooms again with snow-white pear blossoms.

A peacock flew over from the sky, lightly landed on the veranda railing, and opened its screen quietly.

The carved side door of Gong Wutong's room is already open. He is wearing a big cloak and sitting cross-legged on the futon, lazily watching Ming Xiuyi busy in the yard, raising his slender fingers to hold a green fluorescent light, and seriously Said: "You said that he hugged me suddenly just now, is it because of the beginning of love?"

Fearing that Gong Wutong would be hurt, the bright lights had already dissipated and filled the yard with the scent of spring to drive away the remaining chill. Hearing Gong Wutong chattering again, he was so annoyed that he wished he could distract himself.

Ming Deng said weakly: "Little Holy Master, Ming Xiuyi should only be grateful and respectful to the teacher, not...not..."

Gong Wutong propped his chin and took a sip of the wine, plausibly saying: "But he threw himself into my arms just now, still crying, and...here! He peeked at me again! Isn't this the beginning of love?"

Bright Light: "..."

The corners of Ming Deng's lips twitched, Ming Xiuyi just saved a tree, and turned his head to look at it secretly to claim credit, how could it be peeking?

Gong Wutong was extremely narcissistic, tsk-tsk said: "But that's true, who in the three worlds can refuse the little sage? Even the Buddha is not willing to give me a cold face, let alone a young man who has not experienced many big worlds. "

After he finished praising himself, he took out the small fan and unfolded it, revealing the three characters on it.

——"Missed for life"

Gong Wutong hummed a little song of his own while fanning the fan: "When I saw Wutong, I was wrong for the rest of my life. Return, return, Menghe has no destination."

Ming Deng looked at him flirtatiously, thinking that after the Holy One came back, if this person could maintain the current peacock-spreading profligacy, he would swallow the whole yard.

After Gong Wutong finished humming the ditty, her body was already lying on the ground, her black hair spread all over the ground like running water.

"Bright lamp." Gong Wutong was too lazy to seem to have lost his bones, "Give me the jade card for crossing the Yunjiang River."

It took a while for the emerald green fluorescent light to penetrate into the exquisite box in the inner room, and after a while, it was placed in Gong Wutong's hand with a jade tablet on it.

Gong Wutong moved his fingers, and his spiritual sense entered the jade tablet of crossing the Yunjiang River.

The jade card for crossing the Yunjiang River is not as fancy as the orthodox way, it is just a wasteland, full of rocks and skeletons everywhere, very smoky - this is the main reason why Gong Wutong seldom and dislikes Minglian's spiritual consciousness.

As soon as Gong Wutong's spiritual consciousness landed and turned into a human body, Zong's supernatural consciousness got in.

The black mist distorts into a tall human figure. Even though he dislikes the black-robed hunter, his whole body forcefully suppresses the gloomy wilderness around him. His eyes are sinister, and the first sentence is.

"Wutong, have you decided to repair the demon?"

Gong Wutong said innocently: "Ah, no."

Even though he "tsk" him in distaste, he turned around and was about to leave the jade tablet.

"Uncle!" Gong Wutong hastily rushed over and hugged his arm, "Stay back, uncle."

"Screw your claws." Zong Suanming said coldly, "You have nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, and this time there must be troubles. Get up, I won't be a coolie for you, go find your holy father .”

Moxiu is tall, and Zong Danming is a head and a half taller than the already tall Gong Wutong. Gong Wutong stands on tiptoe and grabs Zong Danming's broad shoulders, barely using his hands and feet to let him go.

"But only my uncle can help me with this matter."

Seeing that Zong Suiming still had a ruthless expression, he had no choice but to resort to bitter tricks.

"Uncle." Gong Wutong blinked, and a layer of water mist appeared in his purple eyes, I felt pity, "I'm suffering."

Zong Suming: "..."

Even though Ming Ming glanced at him faintly, finally he was not willing to throw him away, went to the side and kicked down the boulder next to him, violently made a place where he could sit, and put Gong Wutong on it.

Gong Wutong disliked dirty stones, but it was not easy to pick at this time: "It's about the ice spirit species in Ming Xiuyi's dantian."

"Oh." Zong Sui Mingpi smiled, "Now you know how to ask me about the Ice Spirit Seed, I told you a few days ago, do you remember how you perfunctory me?"

Gong Wutong smiled flatteringly, with an innocent expression of "I don't understand what uncle is talking about".

Even Suiming knew how thick-skinned this person was, so he didn't taunt him any more, and said directly: "If the ice spirit species wants to cultivate, then it must abolish the spirit root and nourish it with the magic breath before it can climb to the top of the avenue; if you don't want him It’s okay to cultivate demons, use spiritual root spiritual power to suppress the growth of ice spirit species, and you can barely cultivate without giving birth to demons. But if you want to cultivate too much, it will be difficult to reach the sky.”

"Then..." Gong Wutong casually fiddled with the "Xueqing" palace sash hanging around Zong Suanming's waist, and said tentatively, "What if Ming Xiuyi's body is not an ordinary ice spirit species, but a cold ice spirit species?"

Zong Sui Ming frowned, and looked at him in astonishment: "Ice Spirit Seed?"

"Yeah, it's rare."

Zong Danming took a deep breath, glared at him angrily, and cursed in a low voice: "Surrender, why do you have to let him practice Taoism?"

The Ice Spirit Seed is absolutely the best seed for cultivating demons. If it wasn't Gong Wutong who took Ming Xiuyi away, he would have waited for countless demon cultivators to snatch people tomorrow morning.

The more the Mozun thought about it, the angrier he became.

Gong Wutong tried to comfort his uncle and said don't worry, anyway, Ming Xiuyi will definitely go back to practice demons when he grows up, and will usurp your position.

But in order to prevent the three big devils from turning their faces and not giving the devil their breath, Gong Wutong has to do his best to teach them, first of all, he should be a good teacher.

"What to do, how to practice?"

"It's hard." Zong Suiming said unhappily, "I can't explain clearly in a few words. Now I send someone to send the jade slips of cultivation to Jiufangzong. You can see which one is suitable for him."

Gong Wutong finally felt at ease, looked at his uncle with admiration and reverence on his face, and was very pleased.

"Uncle is amazing! Even this is proficient!"

"As expected of the Supreme Demon Realm!"

Zong Sui Ming looked at him coldly: "You want to leave now?"

Often Gong Wutong starts to praise him without sincerity, just when he wants to sneak away.

"How can I? Am I the kind of person who kills donkeys?" Gong Wutong narrowed his eyes and said, "I still have to talk to my uncle. What does uncle want to talk about?"

Zong Sui Ming bluntly said: "Talk about when you will come to repair..."

Gong Wutong immediately jumped up: "My junior brother is here, there must be something important, uncle, Wutong will leave first!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped on his toes to the stone, and his whole body turned into a petaled epiphyllum and dissipated in mid-air.

Zong Suming: "...a demon?"

Heartless brat!

In Hongchen Garden, Gong Wutong withdrew his consciousness, opened his eyes with his arms propped up, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though Ming Ming would chatter for three days and three nights every time he tried to persuade him to practice magic, if he didn't run fast, he would definitely be caught and scolded for a long time.

After so much effort, Ming Xiuyi has already tidied up the whole yard in an orderly manner, and even used wood-type spiritual power to coil the vines in the veranda and climb up to the eaves, blooming clusters of small purple flowers, adding a touch of elegance.

Just now, Gong Wutong just found an excuse to avoid Zong Suiming's scolding, but he didn't expect that when he raised his head slightly, Yunlinjing really wandered in the courtyard, flying into the yard in white clothes.

He came to send a daily epiphyllum to Gong Wutong, just stepped into the Hongchen Garden and glanced at the barren yard as if a gust of wind had passed, his eyes slightly opened a gap.

The small courtyard of Hongchenyuan, which was proclaimed by his elder brother as one of the "nine beauties of the Jiufangzong", was destroyed beyond recognition.

Yun Linjing looked at the flower garden, and found that the birthday gift he gave to Gong Wutong - the only one orchid in the Three Realms, now there is only a bare root left.

Yun Linjing's face darkened.

Gong Wutong yelled inwardly, sat up straight quickly, and waved to Ming Xiuyi, who was busy all the time: "Disciple, come here."

Master protects you, otherwise you will be beaten.

Ming Xiuyi wiped the sweat off his face and walked over, was pulled behind Gong Wutong casually, there was still a little blush from crying in his eyes, he looked very pitiful.

Yun Linjing had already walked over slowly, his thoughts were extremely meticulous, Gong Wutong guessed who the culprit who destroyed the yard was with just one movement.

"Brother, don't worry, I just think this kid's bones are very good..." He smiled, and slowly opened his eyes, which were full of cold and stern sword intent that was completely different from his gentle face.

"...I want to point out his sword moves."

Gong Wutong: "..."

He originally wanted to protect Ming Xiuyi from being tossed about by the difficult "instructions" of the Yunlin Realm, but who would have thought that Ming Xiuyi's eyes would light up when he heard this.

Yunlinjing has won the true inheritance of Jian Zunchen Wuxia, even if he teaches him a trick, he will benefit endlessly!

Ming Xiuyi got up and said respectfully: "Then I will trouble my uncle."

Gong Wutong: "???"

Cloud Forest Realm: "..."

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Cloud forest environment:?I'm not really trying to teach you.

The younger brother is a male mother. 【Bushi