One inch loyalty

After finishing trivial matters like this, Xianjun attached himself to this body and walked quickly into the upper room amidst the sound of discussion.

However, when people really stood in the room, the doors and windows were closed, and there was no one around, Xianjun suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

His face was burning, and he stood blankly for a moment, finally clearing his mind, first brushed off the moisture from the man's sleeves, then removed his shoes and socks, and lay down on the couch, raising the brocade quilt.

But then what?

Before Xianjun Feiguang figured it out, he placed his hands neatly by his sides, and he never dared to move them.

He thought hard, and finally had a glimmer of inspiration, he opened his mouth softly, and whispered to the owner of this body: "Qing...Qing, sleep, sleep well for a while."

He paused, and then said: "I'll think about it first, and I'll come to see you later..."

After finishing speaking, he dared to raise the man's hand and lightly touched the man's forehead, as if he had coaxed him.

As his eyes closed tightly, his eyelashes trembled, and the abundant spiritual consciousness was quickly withdrawn, and returned to Qingluan Xianjun's body in a blink of an eye.

Xianjun stood in the water cave, his hands were still trembling slightly, and his fingertips seemed to be burning.

It may be the hidden danger of forming a bond with the person with the fire root; or the residual warmth left by the casual practice of possessing the fire root; or he himself is originally hot, his chest is drunk, and his soul is also drunk , soul is also drunk, all the blood rushed to the head.

Fortunately, there are still voices calling in front of the cave: "Xianjun, the ancestor has been waiting for a long time, please move to talk—"

Hearing this voice, Fei Guang finally collected himself and jumped up.

His figure suddenly disappeared in the hollowed-out mountain with a height of thousands of feet. In the darkness, a phantom of a flying green luan suddenly appeared, illuminating the cave brightly, and he saw the phantom of the celestial luan hovering upwards. However, the streamer on the tail of the luan was shining and lingering. After a long time, Fang fell into the pool little by little.

When the green luan flew to the top, the vision slowly dissipated, and the figure of Feiguang Xianjun condensed and stood at the entrance of the cave again.

He walked out from the formation, and was greeted by Chief Ji, a group of direct disciples from Wanxia Mountain outside the formation.

After worshiping, the first disciple led the way for him, and the rest followed him one foot behind.

Halfway through the journey, the leading disciple suddenly said: "Xianjun, you will be closed in the life-and-death test in the future. I don't know whether to ask or not to ask about something. Is the last blood contract between the emperor and the ancestor?"

Fei Guang's face was slightly gloomy, and he didn't answer, but listened intently to what he said.

The disciple was stared at by Fei Guang, a trace of fear flashed across his face, he paused for a moment, and then continued to smile respectfully: "I don't know anything, the way of controlling beasts in the world is created by me, Wanxia Mountain, Afterwards, countless side branches were derived, but in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the upper, middle and last. The friendship of the last class is very shallow, and like-minded people can form a bond, and those who do not agree with each other will break the contract. firm."

"The first-class contract is the contract of blood and soul. It is extremely difficult to sever, and the flesh and blood injuries can be shared between each other. The disciple thought that the life and death of the ancestor was very dangerous this time. Why didn't the fairy protect one or two and change it?" This first-class contract? This is the right thing to do to protect my Wanxia Mountain for 300 years."

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After this person persuaded him, the expressions of the disciples who were far behind all changed in panic, half of them were surprised that this disciple turned black and white, half of them had participated in the discussion before, and they were only afraid of flying light to see through.

Immortal Fei Guang was also a little stunned, he paused, and stood in the same place with his eyes downcast, he thought for a moment, and then asked very softly: "What if I don't want to?"

When he asked this question, the disciple who suggested it broke out in a cold sweat, and he bowed to Feiguang and said: "Everything is based on the emperor's will, and the disciple just mentioned it casually."

After walking for dozens of steps, the disciple replied: "It's just that the life-and-death gate is really dangerous, the immortal might as well give a few more magic weapons to protect the body and protect the body, so that the ancestor can survive this calamity safely. "

When the other disciples heard this, they saw that Feiguang Xianjun was still in a fit. They had already found out that the rumors about the immortal god's hands and eyes and the Bodhisattva's heart were true.

What everyone was asking for at this time was originally reasonable.

Since Fei Guang agreed to close the life-and-death test together, if there is any danger, he naturally intends to protect him or her.

However, the strange thing is that at this moment, when he thinks about the matter again, he feels very irritable——

It is also a contract with another person who formed a contract with him, and the storage ring is empty after removing the miscellaneous flowers, stones, and inferior wine pots and cups. I am afraid that person has never asked for any gifts.

He was attached to that person, but in just a few moments, he received a lot of cold looks... That person probably never received his protection.

Since he hasn't taken care of his...his Taoist companion, since he hasn't given it to anyone who wants to give it, why should he give it now?

Since Fei Guang's distracting thoughts arose, before he understood the matter, even though the idler had various requests, he just kept silent.

The leading disciple struggled with his tongue and made a lot of noise all the way. Seeing that the main hall of Wanxia Mountain was close in front of him, he gave up angrily and led the rest of the disciples to leave.

Fei Guang stepped into the main hall, and saw the ancestor of Wanxia Mountain standing alone in front of the altar of Sanqing.

When the ancestor burned incense and prayed four or five years ago, his demeanor was still considered outstanding, and it can be seen at a glance that his appearance was the best in the world when he was young.

Now, in just a few short years, his stature has been reduced, his beard and hair are withered, and his body and bones are straight and pinched.

Hearing the sound of Fei Guang's footsteps, the man turned his head and asked with a smile: "That group of people just now is already a leader among my younger generation in Wanxia Mountain. Fei Guang, in all fairness, what do you think?"

Feiguang Xianjun couldn't help frowning slightly.

The man knew it at a glance, shook his head and said with a smile: "There is nothing remarkable about the character, means, cultivation, vision, and pattern. It's not so good, is it?"

Immortal Feiguang lowered his eyes slightly when he heard this, and persuaded him on the matter: "Looking at your complexion, the five signs of decline have become a little bit worse that day. Recently, I should concentrate on breaking through and entering the realm, so don't worry too much."

The old ancestor sighed and then smiled, waved his hands at him, and said: "I have also heard some rumors about the plans of these juniors. Don't listen to their nonsense, what you and I have formed is indeed the best way to control beasts. Only seeking the maintenance of spiritual consciousness, not the shackles of blood, just as a good teacher and helpful friend on the road of cultivating immortals."

"You and I were able to form a first-class contract that day. We know that we have similar ambitions and similar temperaments. You know my troubles. Look at my life span of nearly a thousand years, and I have seen the world. Li, with your coming, you have become the number one sect of Xuanmen. I would have lived enough."

He paused for a moment, his expression suddenly became a bit depressed, and he looked even more depressed, and sighed softly: "But I am always thinking, if I really fail to make a breakthrough, which of these disciples can afford the burden of the sect?" Men Jiye, Fei Guang, what do you think?"

Feiguang has guarded Wanxia Mountain for several years, and he is not only a confidant, but also an old friend with this person. Hearing that his words are not far from life and death, he can't help but sincerely persuade him: "You should rest assured and break through. The way you cultivate, One is to act in your life, and the other is to be favored by the heavens. At the previous juncture, you once realized that once you break through, you can prolong your life for another 2000 years, reborn, and become an immortal...Why are you so discouraged? What about the cold?"

Hearing this, the old ancestor sighed again, took three sticks of incense sticks from the altar table, lit them with Dharma formulas, fanned the open flames, and sincerely inserted them on the incense burner, bowed a few times, and replied: "It's that time when the pilgrimage Wu, I suddenly realized that I can no longer prove my way. Fei Guang, why don't I talk to you? If you can't unravel it, then you and I don't need to expend energy to shut down life and death."

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Fei Guang naturally said: "You say."

Then the ancestor looked at the flying smoke incense burner and the Sanqing clay sculpture on the case, and sorted out his knots from the beginning: "It is said in the "Qingjing Jing": "The great way is invisible, and the world is born; the great way is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the great way is nameless, I don’t know its name, but I call it Dao’. Feiguang must also know that we and others practice to comprehend this formless, heartless, and nameless thing, just like blind people touching an elephant, but each has a feeling and holds on to it. Words, each proves its way. If it can be proved to be harmonious, it will be like a broken bamboo when entering the country."

"When I first entered the Taoist sect, there were still geniuses in the world who could set the three feet around me as a domain and change the rules in the domain. These people, when they were very young, set the goal of lifelong proof. Tao. So there are virtuous and sages who enlighten the world: the sooner you set your lifelong path, the farther you will go on the road to heaven; if you don’t have the path in your heart, or even change it halfway, the path will not last forever.”

"Compared to the fellow practitioners of Bixia Xianzong and Tianming Confucianism, I have entered the realm smoothly all the way. I have stepped into Yuanying at the age of [-]. I followed the words of the former sages and set up my ambitions early-the sky has the way of heaven. Human beings have human nature, the way of heaven can run the sun and the moon, and human nature should also have order and rules. Since the world is the end of the law, the strong are not strong, the weak are chaotic, and the immortal way exists in name only. I would like to restore the order of human beings and save future generations from practicing ordeal."

Hearing this, Fei Guang couldn't help echoing: "When I first heard you mention it, I thought it was very good."

The ancestor could only sigh helplessly: "Oh, I thought so too. In the future, I will take advantage of the false name of Wanxia Mountain to invite the great sects of the world, and every Jiazi year, I will take turns to open it for monks all over the world. There are one or two secret caves in the sect, so that everyone in the world has the opportunity to hunt for treasures and trials. All major sects have the good results of heaven and luck. This is one of the orders; Disciple of Xiashan, on the one hand, I invite you to speak for the masters of the other sects, and to spread the Taoism far away. The merit room pointed out a way for these casual cultivators to teach you face to face, or buy and sell exercises from all over the world