Cultivation

Yue Chenxi looked at Fengyulou and was about to go down to the Sea of ​​Stars to find out. He sighed in his heart that this senior uncle still had such a disregarded temper after so many years, and at the same time reached out to stop Fengyulou: "Master, this evil spirit Conflicting with Dao and Dharma, your natal sword has already lost money by pressing it for many years, so if you go on like this rashly, you may be in danger."

He looked at Fengyu Tower and looked at himself with questioning eyes, and said hurriedly: "I got this human body by swallowing the inner alchemy of lynx by mistake. After all, my foundation is very shallow, and I dare not lie in this muddy water."

Fengyulou pondered for a while: "You mean to find a demon cultivator?"

"Yes, for example, my elder brother Linggu." After Yue Chenxi finished speaking, he paid attention to Fengyulou's expression, but it was difficult to see the clues on Fengyulou's iceberg face of ten thousand years: "Brother Linggu has entered the magic way, so it is not suitable to wait any longer. I'm in Qianshan, right? Master Feng."

Fengyulou glanced at him: "If Zhang Linggu wants to leave, he will tell me, and no one else will do it for him."

"Uncle Yu chose to cultivate the way of the devil in order to respond to the prophecy of the master ancestor. Brother Linggu is his baby who has entered the way of the devil. I am afraid that he is a heavenly demon born in response to the catastrophe. I am a half-demon born with the heavenly demon. Brother Linggu and Brother Linggu are a match made in heaven." Of course, Yue Chenxi understands that there are some things to say to Feng Yulou, and it is impossible not to say something straightforward: "Uncle Yu insisted on going his own way back then, and my mother made mistakes in her errands back then. Weixing has fallen from the first place in the world's astrology to such a situation. Although we juniors dare not discuss the grievances of the previous generation, brother Linggu and I can hardly absolve ourselves of the blame. Therefore, we will leave forever and never come back. The best repayment to Ziwei Star and you."

Fengyulou was at a loss for words for a moment, he was silent before asking: "Where is Zhang Linggu?"

"I went looking for medicinal ingredients to make chalcedony pill for you, and I don't know where he is now." Yue Chenxi lied without changing his face: "Brother Linggu's face is shallow, and I am grateful for the life-saving grace of my uncle back then. There are some things he can’t say, and it’s really impolite for me to step in and do it for me, but as a junior, you should stick to it, and as an elder, you should know how to plan for the junior, what do you think?”

"Well." Feng Yulou looked at the gloomy sea of ​​stars: "You tell Zhang Linggu that he will come back and see what's under the sea of ​​stars for me, and he won't owe me any life-saving grace, so he can come and go as he pleases."

"Shen Xi will definitely bring this to you." After Yue Shenxi finished speaking, she made a salute, turned around, and went out of the mountain gate to call Qingluan to leave.

The dragon horse suddenly couldn't enter the mountain gate and neighed uncomfortably.

Yue Shenxi glanced back, he was still an ignorant little beast when he was in Qianshan, all he learned when he had other ideas was from the small tavern, the world of mortals is full of fun and the Taoism is boring, he once promised Yi Father will stay in the tavern forever, even if he is the half-demon in the prophecy, don't be the foil of that demon, just be yourself freely.

But what if this Heavenly Demon is Zhang Linggu?

Zhang Linggu is the fetter of his blood since he was born. When he is born with Zhang Linggu, he is born. If he dies Zhang Linggu, he must die. Zhang Linggu is his, and no one can take it away.

What's so good about that Fengyu Building?Zhang Linggu just regarded his gratitude to him for saving his life as liking, how could he be so fresh and cute?

Thinking of this, Yue Shenxi spent a whole day running across the mountains and rivers to search for medicinal materials, and when he got Yun Zhongxue from the prodigal disciple of Baiyun Temple the next day, he hurriedly sent it to Dr. Zou of Baiwei Medical Center , I beg this genius doctor to quickly refine this chalcedony pill.

While Yue Chenxi was waiting to refine the medicine in the Baiwei Medical Center, the old eight couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't know what Yue Chenxi was thinking, and finally escaped to live a few years of comfortable life, he didn't want to get involved anymore Into Ziweixing's mess.

Ziwei Xing's fate is exhausted, so let's go if they leave. There are so many cultivation sects from ancient times to the present. Who was not ambitious when they established the sect, and who was not disheartened when they disbanded?

Fengyulou is a stubborn person, so we can't make everyone follow him.

Thinking of getting bigger here, Lao Ba grabbed the drunk Zhang Linggu and flew up to Qianshan. Seeing Qianshan, he was very moved, and he couldn't wait to throw Zhang Linggu to the mountain gate. I waited and left.

The dragon horse outside the mountain gate was surprised when it saw Zhang Linggu being thrown down. It carried Zhang Ling on its back and entered the mountain gate.

Fengyulou is still standing by the sea of ​​stars in a daze, other people can leave Ziwei Xingyu, even if Qianshan is left alone, it doesn't matter, but Zhang Linggu is Yu Yuanzhou's spirit infant, how can he leave?

The hooves of the dragon horse behind him woke him up. He looked back, but saw that the dragon horse shook Zhang Linggu to the ground, kicked its hooves very unhappy and turned around and flew away.

Feng Yulou squatted down beside Zhang Linggu, he poked Zhang Linggu with a finger: "You want to leave Qianshan?"

Zhang Linggu was as drunk as a pile of mud.

Feng Yulou sighed in his heart, lifted Zhang Linggu with one hand, thought for a while, and put his arms around Zhang Linggu's waist with one hand, Yu Jian flew over the plum forest and entered the bamboo house to put Zhang Linggu on the bed.

Looking at Zhang Linggu's face, he felt a little dazed, he should be someone who is used to being alone, how could he be reluctant just because he is Yu Yuanzhou's spiritual baby?

I have also read some books in Fengyulou in recent years. There is a book about various curses, one of which is the dream-exploring curse. middle.

But now Zhang Linggu is so drunk that he doesn't even know his last name...

Feng Yulou felt like a ghost, his fingers drew this spell out of thin air, pushed the spell forward and entered Zhang Linggu's head, he put his fingers on Zhang Linggu's forehead and closed his eyes .

Zhang Linggu's dream is very chaotic, with many fragments and fragments. The dream has no sound, but Fengyu Tower seems to hear many voices, sharp, soft, laughter, crying, mixed together, making people's ears buzzing rattle.

In the end, all the chaos subsided, and he saw Yu Yuanzhou who was doing carpentry in the bamboo house.

He knew that this should be Yu Yuanzhou, but this Yu Yuanzhou was seriously making a table with his spirit bone face on his face. Although this table only had a frame, he also recognized that he had been in retreat all year round. The one in the cave.

Wu Jiuzi, who was still a boy, came in from the outside: "Second senior brother, I don't understand a passage of scriptures... Ah, is this the beautiful wood you brought back from Kunlun a while ago? I heard that this kind of wood is the best for furniture. , the house can naturally reconcile yin and yang throughout the year, it won't be too humid in summer, and it won't be too dry in winter, did you make this for Master?"

"I do whatever I want." Yu Yuanzhou casually explained a scripture to Wu Jiuzi, grabbed a handful of pine nuts and sent him away, then turned around and picked up the plane to work on the table with all his heart.

Fengyulou felt his nose was a little sore. He thought he was busy with the things he received from Yuanzhou before, but he didn't expect that every thing Yu Yuanzhou gave him was painstaking. The cave retreated, and the turbidity in the cave was not conducive to practice, so I went to Kunlun to cut the beautiful wood...

He stepped forward and wanted to reach out to wipe the sweat off Yu Yuanzhou's forehead, but as soon as his hand touched Yu Yuanzhou, the scene in the dream changed.

In the dream, he and Yu Yuanzhou were drinking under the moonlight...it was his 60th birthday...

Although there was no sound, he could see Yu Yuanzhou's mouth moving, and he knew what Yu Yuanzhou was talking about: "60 years old is a big birthday, I must give you a good congratulations, it's a pity you don't like excitement, otherwise I can I'll set you a three-day running table."

In the past, he was eating a bowl of birthday noodles with a sad face: "What does time mean to monks like us?"

"It is precisely because it is meaningless that we find ways to make it interesting. Otherwise, how lonely is the long journey of cultivating immortals?" Yu Yuanzhou picked up his wine glass, seeing that he only ate noodles and refused to drink, he picked up his wine glass together , Touched each other and drank the two glasses of wine together.

If he knew that it was the last time Yu Yuanzhou celebrated his birthday, he would never dislike the noodles cooked by Yu Yuanzhou, nor would he rush away after eating the noodles with a displeased face. I also feel that Yu Yuanzhou has delayed his practice...

The road to cultivating immortality is long, but how lonely it is to bury your head in hard cultivation?

He didn't feel it back then, but now...

Fengyulou reached for the wine glass on the ground, and the scene in the dream changed again.

Yu Yuanzhou drank with a goatee with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in a small green brick courtyard that he had never seen before. Yu Yuanzhou's eyes were red and it seemed that he drank a lot.

The goatee sipped lightly with a wine glass: "Use wine to relieve your worries and make you even more worried. Why do you bother? There is always a solution to everything. You just woke up from a serious illness, so you can't drink like this."

"Lao Lu and I saw that the demon will fall on the Ziwei star." Yu Yuanzhou lay on the table, staring at the wine jar on the table: "I also saw a sword light..."

"Jian Guang?" The goatee hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Are you afraid that Tianma will be your junior who is obsessed with swordsmanship?"

He sighed: "That's right, God's destiny, who can escape?"

"No." Yu Yuanzhou drank too much and couldn't turn his tongue: "It can't be him, he is..."

Speaking of this, Yu Yuanzhou sighed, his expression became very gentle, and there was a little smile in his eyes: "He doesn't know anything except practicing swords, I'm afraid he's too paranoid to get into the horns, and he's been thinking of ways to do it all these years." Coax him not to be so distracted, but he still only sees his sword."

"Didn't you forge his sword in the Holy Fire Palace?" Goatee was a little confused: "You almost..."

"So it can't be him." Yu Yuanzhou interrupted Goatee's words, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's better to be me if you want to become a demon. Anyway, I have a thick skin and I'm not afraid of being scolded by the world..."

He suddenly sat up straight and looked at the goatee with a very serious expression: "Say, how about I go to practice the magic way?"

The goatee hadn't spoken yet, and the scene in the dream fell into a mess.

Fengyulou was so shocked that he couldn't speak, could it be that in Yuanzhou's astrological astrology, he should be the one who became a demon, so Yu Yuanzhou cultivated the way of magic in order to replace him?

Feng Yulou took a staggering step back, his fingers left Zhang Linggu's forehead, he couldn't see the scene in Zhang Linggu's dream, but Zhang Linggu on the bed opened his eyes.