After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

The Immortal Gate Conference is approaching, and the rest of the Immortal Gates rushed to Longyinzong one after another.

Qi Wuyou once worried that Luo Yunzhang's frequent visits to Qingzhuyuan would attract the attention of other monks, but later he found that his worries were completely unnecessary.

The Green Bamboo Courtyard was originally remote, and there were only a few secluded residences like the Green Bamboo Courtyard around.

Most of the people living in it are Xiaozong cultivators similar to Yongchengzong. Everyone comes to grab resources and doesn't like to cause trouble. After coming for half a month, they rarely leave the hospital.

Luo Yunzhang is also peaceful, he doesn't go anywhere except in the small courtyard or the bamboo forest outside the courtyard, and there is no chance of being discovered by the monks.

In the evening, Luo Yunzhang would report to Qi Wuyou's room according to the time of serving tea ten years ago, asking him to sort out the spiritual veins.

During the daytime, he followed Qi Wuyou step by step - ever since he spoke in the bamboo forest, he became more gentle and obedient, and he became very close to Qi Wuyou, and he no longer treated Nie Yun coldly. Take it over.

Qi Wuyou was happy to be at leisure, so he simply set up a rattan chair under the porch, flipped through ancient books and basked in the sun every day, and the whole day passed leisurely.

At first, Yuzi and Luxiu were afraid of Luo Yunzhang, but after a long time, they gradually adapted to the guidance mode of this seldom-talking but frighteningly powerful immortal.

Yuzi is not afraid of life, and when she is resting, she will chat with Luo Yunzhang—most of the time, Yuzi is talking, and it takes Luo Yunzhang a long time to answer a single note,

Half a month before the Fairy Gate Conference, Qi Wuyou was painting in his room.

Luo Yunzhang was leaning against the door with his sword in his arms, and he was doing two things. While looking at Qi Wuyou, he was also paying attention to the three people practicing outside the courtyard.

After practicing a set of sword moves, Yuzi came to the corridor exhausted after practicing a set of sword moves, followed Luo Yunzhang's line of sight, peeked into the room, wiped off his sweat, and said in a low voice, "Prince Luo Xian, you Is he really a disciple of Immortal Wu?"

——Luo Yunzhang's call to Master Qi Wuyou regardless of time, was accidentally heard by Yu Zi and the others a few days ago, which aroused their curiosity.In the past few days, Qi Wuyou felt that there were always vague eyes looking back and forth between him and Luo Yunzhang.

Luo Yunzhang talked much less to outsiders, his eyes slid to the end of his eyes, glanced at Yu Zi, and then returned to Qi Wuyou.

Yuzi took Luo Yunzhang's glance as an answer, and continued: "You are so strong, so isn't Immortal Wu even stronger?"

Qi Wuyou in the room shook his head secretly when he heard this, he is good at the magic formation technique, but in terms of cultivation, as a master, he is far inferior to Luo Yunzhang.

But Luo Yunzhang was very face-saving, and let out a casual "hmm".

Yuzi was very excited when her conjecture was confirmed.

He had heard from Sect Master Chu that Qi Wuyou had hidden something in his cultivation, but he never thought that Qi Wuyou's cultivation was so advanced!

Can't help complaining for them: "You and Wu Xianchang are better than all the monks I met in Hongying Town, and I think you are better than Luo Yunzhang. The world of cultivating immortals only knows Luo Yunzhang and Lan Fangjun, but they are not Hearing the reputation of you and Immortal Wu, those monks are too blind to see Mount Tai."

Luo Yunzhang: "..."

Nie Yun: "..."

Yu Zi's thinking was jumping, and she said seriously: "Speaking of which, your surname is also Luo, is it true that monks surnamed Luo have higher cultivation talents than others? Is it too late for me to change my surname now?"

He talked more and more vigorously, and suddenly he was blessed, his eyes lit up, and he let out a "hey".

Lu Xiu was also resting on the side corridor, heard the sound and looked over, waiting for his next words, but saw him pondering for a while, shook his head again, and sighed regretfully.

"Junior brother, what are you sighing for?" Lvxiu was curious.

Yuzi glanced at Luo Yunzhang, seeing that Luo Yunzhang wasn't paying attention to him, she moved closer to Lu Xiu, and said in a low voice, "I just suddenly thought that Luo Xianzhang and Wu Xianzhang are highly cultivated, and they shouldn't have a little reputation. No, it is likely that a famous monk came here incognito."

Green sleeve: "Huh?"

Yu Zi: "The surname of Immortal Luo is Luo, and the name of Immortal Wu overlaps with Mr. Lan Fang's real name. Mr. Lan Fang and Luo Yunzhang have a deep relationship between master and apprentice, and the relationship between Immortal Luo and Immortal Wu is not bad, so I thought ..." He raised his chin.

The green sleeves covered the lower half of her face, her almond eyes stared slightly: "You mean—!"

"That's what I thought just now, but Mr. Lan Fang died thoroughly. Many monks saw it with their own eyes. Besides, Immortal Wu never used a fan."

Yu Zi sighed again as she spoke, "Hey, if I had been born a few years earlier, I am doomed to never have the chance to see Mr. Lan Fang's splendor in this life."

Yuzi and Luxiu thought their voices were very quiet, but the other three monks in the yard were more advanced than them, and their ears were so sharp that they could hear their whispered discussions clearly.

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Not to mention, Yuzi was quite good at guessing, but luckily he had many monks who witnessed his death.

Luo Yunzhang took another look at Yuzi.

Nie Yun walked down the corridor, grabbed a man by the collar with one hand and threw it outside.

Yuzi and Luxiu were unprepared, staggered a few steps to the ground, almost fell, turned around and asked inexplicably, "Elder brother, what are you doing?"

Nie Yun said expressionlessly: "Have you learned the sword moves taught by Immortal Luo? I'm here to fight with you."

Yuzi and Luxiu were Nie Yun's opponents, they immediately said with mournful faces, "Ah, don't let it go."

"Have time to chat, but no time to practice?"

Yuzi and Luxiu hurriedly picked up their sabers, and said, "Don't chat, don't chat anymore! Don't bother senior brother, we two can feed each other!"

They and Nie Yun's cultivation level was quite different, every time they fought against Nie Yun, their noses and faces would be bruised, and the two young ones ran away in a hurry.

Nie Yun and Luo Yunzhang in the hallway looked at each other, hesitated to speak—he had been guided by Luo Yunzhang in the past few days, and his swordsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds—half turned around, thought for a while, then twisted back, bowed his body and cupped his hands and said He said "offended", turned and left.

In the room, Qi Wuyou put down his pen and raised his eyes.

Luo Yunzhang seemed to have been waiting for a long time, straightened up and entered the room, turned to the desk, looked at the painting on the desk, and was slightly taken aback——

The painting is not someone else, it is exactly what he looked like when he fell asleep on the desk.

Most of his face was buried in the crook of his arms, only the right half of his forehead and his sleeping eyebrows were exposed.

But Qi Wuyou grasped his eyebrow shape and eye shape extremely accurately, and his body outline was also clearly and accurately described. The portrayal of wrist bones, fingers and waistline directly filled the calm and elegant atmosphere.

Although he didn't draw his specific appearance, anyone who looks at the proportions and various details of the person in the painting can automatically make up an incomparably handsome face.

You can even imagine his expression when he fell asleep through his exposed eyebrows, and he should be quite relaxed.

"Like it?" Qi Wuyou asked with a smile.

Such a handsome person is a landscape in itself, it would be a pity not to be included in the painting.

Luo Yunzhang stretched out his hand to touch the person in the painting, Qi Wuyou hurriedly grabbed his wrist and stopped him: "Don't touch it yet, the ink is not dry yet."

Luo Yunzhang was stunned, and his eyes did not move away from the painting for a long time - he had seen the senior brother painted by Master, it was eight or nine years ago.

At that time, he felt that it would be difficult to capture the senior brother's appearance so accurately and vividly without careful observation, and he was envious of it.

He never thought that he could also be included in Master's painting.

The lines that outline the person in the painting are smooth, and the colors are evenly spread. One can tell at a glance that it is done in one go. With such concentration, he can almost imagine how the master looked at him intently when he fell asleep.

Every time a line is swept, the corresponding part of the body becomes hot as if being brushed by a finger.

"... Can master give me this painting?" Luo Yunzhang's throat tightened.

Qi Wuyou said bluntly: "The painting is you, why can't you give it to me? I haven't painted for a long time, and I'm a little rusty. I will draw a better one in the future."

As he said, in terms of painting skills, this painting does have flaws, and the lines in some places are not handled neatly enough, but Luo Yunzhang himself is too handsome, which completely makes up for the lack of painting skills. Barely good quality.

After the ink was dry, Luo Yunzhang carefully picked up the whole painting, unfolded, and put it into his wristband with great care.

Qi Wuyou didn't realize it at first, he also painted similar paintings for Yan Rulu, but when he saw Luo Yunzhang's cherished appearance, he gradually developed a strange feeling - when he painted Yan Rulu, he really didn't paint so carefully ——It was too late to come back now.

"Master."

Luo Yunzhang's tone was affectionate, and every time he called Qi Wuyou like this, it was a sign that he wanted to get close to Qi Wuyou.

He somewhat regretted that he slept so soundly, he was so at ease by Master's side, he fell into a dream without knowing it.

——I don’t know if she ever showed a stupid look in front of Master at that time.

Luo Yunzhang secretly bit the inside of his lower lip not confidently, and nervously grabbed Qi Wuyou's hand that was resting on the desk.

Qi Wuyou: "..."

You don't have to force yourself like this.

Thinking of the embarrassing situation that was coming, he quickly acted preemptively, patted Luo Yunzhang on the back of his hand first, and said, "Okay, it's time to see how they are practicing."

After saying that, he quickly stepped out of the house with a sense of escape.

There is something to hide during the day, but there is nowhere to escape when combing the spiritual veins at night.

This night Luo Yunzhang sat very well, with his back straight and his shoulders flat, sitting upright as if he was attending a court meeting in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the past, Qi Wuyou was always upright and elegant in front of others because he was concerned about Lan Fangjun's reputation. Now that he is an ordinary monk, when there are no outsiders present, he would like to lie down and do whatever is comfortable.

Seeing Luo Yunzhang sitting upright, he was forced to get serious, and after a while he felt troubled, and said: "It's just sorting out the spiritual veins, you don't need to be so serious, just relax."

Hearing the words, Luo Yunzhang raised his eyelids, then lowered them again, his eyes flickering as if he was thinking about something, and he fell silent.

"?" Qi Wuyou asked: "Do you have something to say?"

Luo Yunzhang quickly glanced at Qi Wuyou again, stared at the table for a long time, then said seemingly unintentionally: "Master, what do you think I... look like?"

"Superior."

"Then... what about your temperament?"

"If it's not cloudy or cloudy, it's considered good."

"..." Luo Yunzhang asked more and more seriously: "What about cultivation?"

"Nowadays, there is no rival in the world of cultivating immortals."

Qi Wuyou wondered, "You ask this to do—"

He stopped suddenly, as if realizing something.

fuck.

Qi Wuyou cursed secretly.

He has seen through Luo Yunzhang recently-his disciple will not accept hard things, and if he tries to be tough, it will only backfire, and it will inevitably cause Luo Yunzhang to lose control and hurt innocent people.But as long as he softens up a little and shows a little smile, Luo Yunzhang will worry about offending him, and become obedient and obedient, very easy to coax.

So he thought about coaxing Luo Yunzhang to prevent him from being demented and hurting others, while "leisurely cloud and wild crane".

When Luo Yunzhang asked, he answered truthfully, without any exaggeration.

After saying all the previous words, he didn't dare to speak Luo Yunzhang's words.

—— Luo Yunzhang is not selling himself, is he? !

As soon as an absurd thought came to him, he felt his wrist under his fingertips tense.

Sure enough, Luo Yunzhang asked cautiously and expectantly in the next second: "Then... as a Taoist companion, so what?"

not so.

Qi Wuyou found it difficult.

For half a month, Luo Yunzhang always tried his best to get close to him, but he only hugged and held hands, and never mentioned this matter directly.

He could get away with it by being foolish, so he relaxed his vigilance, but he didn't expect...

He knew this matter secretly, and it was quite different from spreading it out on the table.

Qi Wuyou was afraid that if he really said it, it would not end well, so he used the word "drag" first.

"You are also a good choice to be a Taoist companion, but you are still young and there are still major issues pending, so it is not a good time to find a Taoist companion."

Then he took himself out and said: "If you have a fancy for a fairy, I won't be able to come forward. After the matter of hugging is settled, I can let Qiu Zongzhu and Fan Xianchang make the decision to propose marriage for you, but it's too early to talk about it now." , let’s wait until then to make a long-term plan.”

Luo Yunzhang's expression was fine at first, but he turned from shy to serious, obviously because his attention was diverted.

Hearing the back, his face turned pale—fairy?

He never thought of being with others...

Unexpectedly, it came suddenly, Luo Yunzhang's black and white eyes were on Qi Wuyou's body, and he wanted to defend himself.

Before he could speak, Qi Wuyou withdrew his hand to chase away the guests: "I'm here today. It's quite exhausting to help you sort out your spiritual veins these few days. If you have nothing else to do, then step back and let me rest."

Luo Yunzhang froze, his expression changed: "Master is..."

Qi Wuyou rubbed his forehead as if tired, swept him with the end of his eyes, and said, "What, do you have anything else to do?"

It's not a lie to say that he's tired, he has to deal with Luo Yunzhang and take care of Nie Yun and the other three, so he really hasn't had much rest in the past few days.

A few minutes ago, the room was still harmonious, but now the air has become condensed and stagnant, as if something was secretly wrestling in midair.

In the past four years, Luo Yunzhang has thought countless times that it would be nice to see his master again, and he will not force anything else.

Now that the master is close at hand, he is not willing to be with the master only as a master and apprentice.

He understood Qi Wuyou's meaning from the eyes that he deliberately avoided.

Expectation is like withered vegetation, dehydrated and bent.

Dark, thick and gloomy thoughts came out.

Thinking of the painting in Bairi, Luo Yunzhang endured it—he would never hurt Master.

Whatever the master wants, he will give, and what the master likes, he will do.

Even if the master evades or refuses, he will never do coercive things.

He got up and said, "Master, rest first."

Before Qi Wuyou let up, he heard him solemnly say: "After Master rests, talk to me about this matter in detail, whether it's tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or next month, next month, I can afford to wait. "

The air stagnates.

Qi Wuyou has a headache, is this a showdown?

Now he can still pretend to be stupid, what should he do then?

"..."

It dragged on day after day, Qi Wuyou was worried, but his face was unmoved, as if he really didn't know what Luo Yunzhang meant, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Okay, let's talk about it another day."

Luo Yunzhang glanced at Qi Wuyou, said nothing, and exited the door.

The next day, Qi Wuyou simply refused to go out on the grounds of practicing.

But this reason cannot last long.

Just as he was racking his brains to think of ways to delay the showdown, a flying book flew to Qingzhuyuan.

The message talisman came from Yuanzong Jian Huawu's flower bouquet Xue, saying that Baoyi's whereabouts had been found out in Yuanzong's generation.

Luo Yunzhang brought the summoning talisman to Qi Wuyou to listen to.

When Qi Wuyou heard about Bao Yi's heart, he thumped, and asked solemnly: "It's the time of the Immortal Gate Conference, maybe this is a trap."

In the past half month, Luo Yunzhang has been bright and clear, and he can't see the cruelty of the rumors in the world of cultivating immortals at all. However, the moment he heard the hug and fell, he became gloomy visibly.

Qi Wuyou spent half a month conditioning his spiritual energy to re-boil. He closed his palms together with a normal expression, but the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and the messenger talisman turned into powder and was blown up by the wind.

He exuded a serious and murderous aura all over his body, and it was the first time that he showed a cold and murderous look in front of Qi Wuyou.

Removed the mask on his face, took out the Xiaoyao sword, and rarely answered Qi Wuyou's words, only said: "Master is here to wait for me to come back at ease." Then he stepped out the door.

No matter how you look at it, Luo Yunzhang doesn't seem to listen to persuasion.

The existence of Baoyi has become his inner demon, and he cannot stop it.

Besides, it shouldn't be stopped—it's good for everyone to embrace this kind of person and die early.

Qi Wuyou wasn't worried about Luo Yunzhang's cultivation, but he hadn't moved for five years, and suddenly showed signs, it must be the bad guy.

Who the hell knows, is there some new method of torturing people?

Among other things, no matter how high the cultivation base is, it is useless in the face of the superb magic array technique.

Qi Wuyou was worried that Luo Yun would make it clear, and suddenly said: "Wait!"

Luo Yunzhang stopped. At this moment, all the aura in his body was clamoring, and his expression was dark and pretentious. He didn't want Master to see this state, so he didn't turn his head.

Qi Wuyou went directly in front of him and said, "I'm with you—"

"No," Luo Yunzhang avoided Qi Wuyou's gaze at first, then turned back quickly when he heard the words, and interrupted him decisively, "Master must never appear in front of him."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

Luo Yunzhang's eyes wandered for a while, after a little thought, he opened his arms and gently embraced him, and whispered comfortingly: "Master, protect yourself. As long as Master is well, I will be fine. I will be back soon. Master, don't worry."

Qi Wuyou: "..."

A few days ago, he still felt that Luo Yunzhang hadn't changed, but now he had to admit that after seeing him for four years, Luo Yunzhang had grown into a tough and reliable adult man who could completely handle himself.

Still, he felt uneasy.

If he goes with him, I'm afraid Luo Yunzhang will have to protect him.

Staying in a safe place seems to be a better choice for him and Luo Yunzhang.

Qi Wuyou couldn't help it, and warned: "I don't need to go with you, but you have to remember that Bao Yi is good at calculating, also good at magic array, and loves to play with people's hearts, sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight. Don't fight hard."

"Master, don't worry, I know."

Luo Yunzhang's answer was straightforward, but not necessarily sincere.

The male protagonist in the original book has a strong tendency to self-destruct in the later period, and now Luo Yunzhang is covered in scars, which is not far from the male protagonist who blew himself up in the book.

Unless it was a last resort, Qi Wuyou was unwilling to make such a bad move, he groaned secretly, hugged Luo Yunzhang back, and said: "Don't forget what I said, you must put yourself first in everything."

Luo Yunzhang was astonished, he turned his head slightly and glanced back, the cold light in his eyes jumped, and his eyes suddenly softened.

He buried his head in Qi Wuyou's neck, rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of Qi Wuyou's neck, and said, "Okay, I will listen to Master. When I come back, can Master promise me something?"

"..." Don't stand up for fg.

Qi Wuyou said with a dull face: "We'll talk about it when you come back."

Luo Yunzhang smiled very shallowly, said "OK", let go of Qi Wuyou, looked at him for a moment, forcibly looked away, passed his sword and flew away from Qingzhuyuan.

Qi Wuyou came out from the corridor, stood worriedly in the courtyard and looked towards the direction Luo Yunzhang left.

After a while, Nie Yun, Yuzi, and Lvxiu came back from the bamboo forest.

Yu Zi said: "Immortal Wu, I just saw that Immortal Luo seems to have gone outside."

"Yeah. He has some business to leave for a while." Qi Wuyou said.

He didn't want to reveal more and returned to the house.

I thought to myself: one force will drop ten times, with Luo Yunzhang's cultivation, the ordinary phantom array may not be able to trap him.

He can even come out of the Xiaoyao Sword Formation, how many phantom formations in this world can defeat the Xiaoyao Sword Formation?

His worry here is completely mediocre.

Thinking of this, Qi Wuyou felt much more at ease.

At this time, he was in the mood to think about other things. He touched the side of his neck with his fingers, uncertain——

Did Luo Yunzhang bite him just now?