False propaganda, tricked me into cultivating immortals

Zhou Lian could only say:

"Master, he..."

Chang Wuzi pointed out the window, and said earnestly:

"Yue Li." - When Zhou Lian reached the crown, Chang Wuzi gave him the name "Yue Li" - "I know that you only went out to play with your junior brother yesterday, and it's not too early today It's not a good thing to be greedy for comfort at a young age."

Zhou Lian: "..."

Chang Wuzi started to push him away: "Go quickly."

Zhou Lian looked at Chang Wuzi intently, and saw that his complexion had indeed returned to ruddy, and his eyes were brightened, and he felt that his whole heart had been used to spill the ground.

But after all, he is no longer a naive boy with all his emotions and anger written on his face. He is now a very well-mannered adult, and he doesn't lose his temper, but secretly writes down this matter.

Chang Wuzi seemed to have thought of something, and said again:

"Don't tell your junior brother that being a teacher is just something wrong with your practice, and you are not angry." He stopped in time and waved his hand, "Hey, you go."

After Zhou Lian heard this, he suspected that he was the one who had gone wrong in his practice, otherwise why could he only hear the cover-up from the inside?

It's really not honorable to be so angry that you vomit blood.

What are you angry about?Yun Xiechen doesn't look like a person who can use his tongue well.

Thinking about it again, from the moment he saw Yun Xiechen, something was wrong with Master.

Zhou Lian got up to leave calmly, slammed the door loudly without paying attention, and continued to think calmly, but it's okay to tell the younger brother.

Chang Wuzi smiled helplessly, set up a sound-proof barrier, leaned over, and vomited a mouthful of blood, the blood on his face faded away again.

His blood seemed not to be accepted by himself, he could no longer suppress this opening of his mouth, and rushed out, covering half of his face.

After finally stopping vomiting blood, Chang Wuzi stared blankly at the bloodstains on his sleeves, but his eyes were distracted.For a long time, he closed his eyes, with tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

It may be too painful.

He said softly:

"Awu."

It wasn't until the next day that the black-clothed young master uncle who was resident in their house showed his real body, and Shen Wu suddenly realized where the sense of familiarity came from when facing Yun Xiechen.

Leaving aside the diametrically opposed temperament, just looking at his appearance, that little uncle who doesn't have any sense of life is clearly the appearance of Yun Xiechen's youth.

He felt strange, but seeing that Chang Wuzi didn't intend to tell them any unknown rumors and secrets, he didn't ask them, but just kept the matter in his heart.

Zhou Lian and Shen Wu were not very peaceful that day.

Zhou Lian inadvertently had a little secret with Chang Wuzi. With such a secret in his arms, he was like a cat with smooth fur, and he was having a hard time deciding whether to share the joy of stroking the cat with Shen Wu. Heaven and man are at war.

Shen Wu was full of nostalgia for the sudden appearance of a cheap uncle from Chendu, and all of a sudden, he came to Liming for more than nine years, and he would be able to return in three more years. It's time to go home; it's time for a while, and there are still more than three years left.

After so many years, what happened to Dad and the others?

How are you doing?

Will you blame him?

He vaguely remembered what it was like on the day Chang Wuzi took him away, thinking about it made him a little uneasy.

There are other things in my heart, how can I concentrate on my practice, and the daily practice of swordsmanship, so it has nothing to do with it.

When Chang Wuzi stepped out of the study room, what he saw were the two disciples who were absent-minded, and the moves were flimsy and powerless. Some moves were so out of shape that the patriarch couldn't see them, so he didn't hurt them all. Come.

Why are you so restless?

I am so sad.

Chang Wuzi sighed, only feeling that he had added a few hairs for nothing:

"Two big girls, are you ready to embroider the flower? The embroidery is finished, and I will sell it before it is dark. Our family is counting on this money for food."

Shen Wu's face blushed slightly, and he hurriedly pulled back the scattered thoughts and crumpled them into a corner:

"Disciple knows what's wrong."

Zhou Lian was calm and said indifferently:

"It's well embroidered. As soon as you make a sound, the stitches will be crooked. It can't be sold. Be hungry."

Changwuzi: "..."

This big apprentice, the bottleneck in his practice has been stuck for several days, and he has not broken through until now. How come he is getting better and better in terms of words and tongues, and there is no bottleneck to stop him?

He didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to greet Shen Wu:

"Awu, come over here, I have something to say to you as a teacher."

Shen Wu should be, and went to the study with him.

Chang Wuzi said: "Your uncle, don't get too close to him in the future."

Shen Wu was puzzled and said, "Why?"

Changwuzi showed melancholy:

"Why, you just met your uncle, and you don't listen to what your master says?"

Shen Wu immediately hated himself for talking too much: "This disciple absolutely has no such intention."

Chang Wuzi smiled:

"It's fine if you don't have that intention. It's natural for a teacher to let you do this as a teacher. I will never harm you."

But Shen Wu said: "Could it be, is there something wrong with Master Uncle?"

Chang Wuzi said almost without thinking:

"Your uncle is good in everything, so there's nothing wrong." He didn't want to get entangled in this topic, "Don't guess anymore, be good, be obedient."

Everything is good, why not let him get close to it?Shen Wu didn't know why, but after a little hesitation, he still decided to uphold the principle of saying less and making less mistakes, saying:

"The disciple understands."

Changwuzi wondered, "What do you understand?"

Shen Wu: "..." Do you have to ask so clearly?

When Chang Wuzi mentioned Yun Xiechen, it inevitably brought up another matter in his mind. After hesitating for a while, Shen Wu asked:

"When the uncle came earlier, why did he say that only him and you, the master, are left in the sect?"

Changwuzi waved his hand indifferently:

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

It appears to be fake.Shen Wu heaved a sigh of relief, and this breath was half relieved, and then he heard Chang Wuzi say in a tone that seemed to say "Let's eat fish today", unhurriedly:

"Isn't there still you and your senior brother?"

Shen Wu: "..." What do you mean? ?

Shen Wu asked blankly: "But isn't it recorded in "Hundred Gates Records" that Shimen is the number one fairy gate in the world?"

How could there be only four of them?

Changwuzi let out an "ah" and apologized:

"Awu, is that the book? It was given to me by my master when I entered the school. The book was written decades ago, and there are countless books."

Shen Wu: "..."

No!You said so yourself nine years ago!

Changwuzi was still smiling at him, and said solemnly:

"If you don't believe me, you can go and read the "Hundred Gate Records" rewritten in recent years. There is no tobacco pie in it."

Shen Wu didn't say a word, and began to put his hand on the scabbard uncontrollably, calmly calculating the possibility of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.

Chang Wuzi was still recruiting him, knowingly asked: "What's wrong with Ah Wu?"

Shen Wu raised his head angrily, but froze the moment his eyes touched Chang Wuzi.

Although his master was smiling, he said this lightly, as if it was just a trivial matter.But probably because the eyes are too close together, he looks melancholy by nature, this smile doesn't make people perceive any joyful meaning from it, but instead has the illusion of a forced smile.

Shen Wu's heart softened all of a sudden, and he asked himself, if he and his master changed places, no matter how unreliable that master's school, I'm afraid that he might not be so sad.

What's more, it is still the "legendary" first fairy gate.

Thinking about it this way, when he looked at Chang Wuzi again, he felt that he was pretending to be happy, and suddenly his nose became sore, he lost his voice for a long time, and then said in a low voice:

"Master..."

Chang Wuzi raised his hand to touch his head, but halfway he found that it was not suitable, his palm stopped for a moment, landed on Shen Wu's shoulder, and clicked his tongue:

"I didn't cry when I came to Li Ming. Isn't it embarrassing to be so big and still bleed cat urine?"

Shen Wu held back his tears, and defended himself seriously in a low voice:

"Senior brother said that I have not performed the crown ceremony, and I am still a child."

Although he didn't cry, he spoke with a bit of a nasal voice, which made Chang Wuzi laugh dumbly:

"Yes, yes, Mr. Shen is still young, and he still has a lot to grow."

Shen Wu hadn't regained his emotions yet, and kept silent, with sadness still in his eyes.

Chang Wuzi proudly said:

"What are you afraid of, even if there is no such old and powerful teacher, could the master not be able to protect you?"

Shen Wu: "..." I don't know why I always feel that Master is bragging.

He didn't show it on his face, and said calmly: "This disciple definitely doesn't mean that."

Changwuzi refused to let go: "Then what do you mean?"

Shen Wu opened his mouth, unable to speak.

At this age, when he was the most sensitive, he knew in his heart that there was nothing shady about what he was thinking.However, if you really want to express it bluntly, you always feel embarrassed.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall, and brought out another concern and awkwardly changed the subject:

"Master, tell me, how has my father been doing these years?"

Chang Wuzi was startled: "Are you homesick again?"

Shen Wu smiled a little embarrassedly:

"It's inevitable that you'll miss it when you're free." He recalled the broken images in his memory, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Master, do you still remember the day you took me away, what happened to the prophecy?"

Changwuzi pondered for a moment:

"I remember. There have been frequent wars in Xileng in the past ten years. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be that villain as a teacher and separate your father and son."

He seemed to know what Shen Wu was thinking, and then softly comforted him: "Don't think too much, your father is very capable. After a few years, Ah Wu has learned all the skills, so it would be a good thing to go back and help him. pile?"

It's okay if he doesn't open any pot or lift any pot, and it's okay if he doesn't talk about his "skills". Changing his face, he nodded perfunctorily: "What Master said is true."

Chang Wuzi glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Shen Wu: "Master?"

Changwuzi's eyes seemed to be full of melancholy, he hesitated to speak, and said after a while:

"Okay, don't stand here and block my eyes. Remember, even though your uncle is handsome and well-built, don't associate with him. Your master and I are still here."

Shen Wu resigned, and after sorting out the passage, he didn't find any clues, only saw a little bit of restraint in it.

Like the way he looked after beating him up yesterday.

What's the matter, Shen Wu thought to himself, could it be that his old and formidable head of the hundred sects of the former world's immortal family, not only the magic weapon, but also the narrow-mindedness?

Some people really can't read, so this thought came up, Shen Wu saw Zhou Lian walking towards here with a wooden box in his arms.

The box is made of golden nanmu wood, the grain naturally forms the appearance of mountains and rivers, and it has a satin-like luster in the sun.

It looks... very luxurious.

Holding the box, Zhou Lian nodded slightly reservedly, and let out a sound from his nose:

"Ah."

Then Shen Wu knew that he was unhappy again.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't ask any more questions, passed by Zhou Lian, and went to meditate.

Zhou Lian paused at the door, unable to spare his hands to knock on the door, and called out:

"Master."

"Come in." Chang Wuzi's eyes fell on the very eye-catching big wooden box, "This is?"

Zhou Lian's face was not very good-looking: "Yun... Uncle Master ordered someone to give you a gift."

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