Cultivation

"Dead and buried." Feng Yu Lou replied simply and straightforwardly: "This is Wu Jiu's apprentice..."

He never asked Zhang Linggu's name. At this moment, he looked sideways at Zhang Linggu with some doubts in his eyes.

Zhang Linggu immediately understood the meaning of his eyes, shivering from the cold, he bowed politely: "My name is Zhang Linggu."

"I'm your master's younger brother. My name is Sheng Bei. You can call me Uncle Bei." Sheng Bei sighed, reached out to pat Zhang Linggu's shoulder, and said sincerely, "Although your master is not here , but you are coming home here.”

He is completely different from Fengyulou, the atmosphere of the human world makes people feel friendly, Lao Ba flew out of the crane feather cloak and landed on his shoulder: "A Bei."

"It's the old man. It seems that my senior brother has been doing well these years, but I didn't even roast you." Shengbei pushed Zhang Linggu towards the stone house: "Come inside to warm up."

Zhang Linggu saluted and walked towards the door, and heard Shengbei ask Fengyulou: "He is the apprentice of Wujiu senior brother, so he is the disciple of the sect, why don't you just bring it back to the mountain and bring it to me? "

"What about the disciple of Wujiu? He can't even hold Qi..." Feng Yulou said, "How can he be regarded as my Ziwei Xingyu's disciple if he hasn't climbed a thousand mountains or walked across a sea of ​​stars?"

Zhang Linggu heard that he had come to the front of the cotton curtain, so he couldn't continue listening, so he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain.

A sense of warmth rushed over, followed by the voice of the young man named Yuan Qi: "There is a new one, and it was brought by the head teacher himself."

There were seven eleven or twelve-year-old boys and girls in the room. Someone gave Yuan Qi a wink. Yuan Qi turned around and saw Zhang Linggu, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he put on a warm smile: "Hurry up to the fire pit!" Come warm."

The so-called fire pit is a square pit made of bricks in the middle of the room. A log was placed inside. Some spell was engraved on the log, and it shone red in the firelight. The fire just burned like this On that section of log, the wood did not become charred, and the flame did not increase or decrease, but it warmed the whole room.

Yuan Qi poured a cup of tea for Zhang Linggu, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Linggu. He was a little uncomfortable being watched, so he had to sit down and drink tea: "Thank you."

Yuan Qi glanced at the crane feather cloak on Zhang Linggu's body. The clothes were too long for Zhang Linggu, and the few steps he took just now dragged the bottom piece of crane feathers all over the ground: "This is the crane cloak of Master Teacher, right? You were brought back by him personally... You are also here to participate in the entrance exam?"

But after a day's work, Zhang Linggu's heart seemed to have opened up. He came with Fengyulou, and he was still wearing the clothes of Fengyulou. Everyone in this room took part in the entry test that Yuan Qi said. There must have been a lot of speculation about his origin and identity.

The relationship between him and Ziwei Xingxi is really difficult to describe in one word, not to mention that he still knows his master's lineage from Mingying, and it also involves the grievances and grievances of the previous generation, and he didn't understand the twists and turns. Yu Lou put him here and let him take the entrance test, he didn't complain, because he was indeed a zero in the journey of cultivation, but it also showed that he was the apprentice of Wu Jiuzi, and it was nothing to Feng Yu Lou, as long as he If he is not qualified, he will still not be able to enter the gate of Ziwei Xingyu.

He turned the cup in his hand, and replied vaguely: "I... a monster came to our village... everyone else was killed... only I was saved by a real person..."

When Yuan Qi heard that Zhang Linggu was an orphan with no background and no one to rely on, he became even more enthusiastic about him: "The one who saved you is Ziwei Xingyu's head teacher Feng Zhenren. Ziwei Xingyu has confiscated his disciples for more than 100 years. Now, this room is full of people from all over the country who have come to participate in the entrance examination, as long as they pass the entrance examination, they can become Ziwei Star's disciples and embark on the road of cultivating immortals."

He straightened his chest: "My name is Yuan Qi. My father used to be an outer disciple of Ziwei Xingyu. I grew up in this area. As long as you follow me, I guarantee you can pass the entrance examination."

A sneer came from the other side of the stairs, obviously disdainful of Yuan Qi's sloppy promise.

Zhang Linggu looked towards the stairs. There was a man and a woman walking upstairs on the stairs. The man was thin and bookish, but the woman had thick eyebrows and big eyes with a heroic temperament. The girl looked at Zhang Linggu without any shyness. , It doesn't matter what you look at, what I laugh is what you mean.

Yuan Qi lowered his voice and said to Zhang Linggu: "They are from the capital, they are self-righteous, and they will look good tomorrow."

Fengyulou and Shengbei outside the house took all these conversations into their ears.

Fengyulou said: "Now they will form cliques. It seems that none of them know how to write the word Tongmen."

Sheng Bei said: "This is the son of Yuan Fang, an outer disciple. He has a lively personality. He has done a good job in helping me take care of these children these days."

"Yuan Fang? The one who has practiced for 30 years and still can't touch the gas door, and gave up on going down the mountain to become a Fengshui master?" Feng Yulou raised his eyebrows with disdain on his face.

Shengbei originally wanted to say something nice for Yuan Qi, but seeing that it was going to backfire, he hurriedly said: "The friendship of the same family has to be accumulated over time, and you can't hit it off right away when you first meet. I think I saw him for the first time back then. You and Second Senior Brother, you..."

"Mingying gave birth to a half-demon before she died." Fengyulou interrupted Shengbei's memory of the past without any nostalgia.

"What?" Shengbei hiccupped in surprise, and opened his mouth wide in the disgust of Feng Yulou: "The half-demon is here, the demon is reborn... Master's prophecy will come true?"

He asked with a bitter face: "Where is that half-demon? It won't be taken away by the demon clan, right?"

"Zhang Linggu is holding it." Feng Yulou said.

"Mingying killed senior brother Wujiu, you let the spirit bone hold it... that would be a disaster." Shengbei became anxious when he heard it.

"Tomorrow's Fanqian Mountain, I will come and watch in person." Fengyulou threw down these words and rose against the wind, leaving Shengbei with a messy mind.

"This temper... You have to understand what you have said before you go." Shengbei walked towards the stone house ramblingly: "What do these half-demons eat? They can't see blood, right? Seeing blood can make them vicious, eat rice Do you want to eat or not? Hey~~ How can this half-demon be born? Not to mention waiting a few more years, let me live a few more leisurely days. These children have not yet started, and they don’t know how to come I don't have to teach..."

Entering the stone house, Shengbei saw Zhang Linggu drinking tea by the fire pit, introduced him briefly to the boys and girls in the house, and led him up to the second floor: "Change your clothes, this crane feather cloak is not cold-resistant, Everything is fine here except for the cold.”

After closing the door, he asked Zhang Linggu: "Where is the half-demon born to Senior Sister Mingying?"

Zhang Linggu exposed the cub wrapped in his arms.

"Huh?" Sheng Bei was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't hold back his laughter, and stretched out a finger to rub the soft hair on the cub's head: "Senior Sister Mingying always prides herself on her beauty, why did she give birth to such a cub?"

The cub opened his eyes and yawned after being rubbed by him. Those eyes were a clear dark blue and looked soft and innocent.

Standing on Shengbei's shoulder, Lao Ba fluttered his wings: "Monster!"

Shengbei laughed out loud, and took out a set of Taoist clothing from the cabinet and handed it to Zhang Linggu. Zhang Linggu wanted to change clothes, so he put the cub on the bed, and the cub was reluctant to go to Zhang Linggu's side Rubbing, but the limbs are still weak, and the crawling is stumbling.

Sheng Bei stretched out his hand to hug the cub on the bed, the cub let out a baby growl, opened his mouth and rushed towards Sheng Bei's hand, with reluctance written all over his body.

Shengbei couldn't hold it, so he had to put it back on the bed. It moved on all fours and crawled towards Zhang Linggu. Zhang Linggu hesitated and stretched out a hand, and the cub immediately threw himself on his hand and rubbed it.

"Was it born in your arms? It probably recognized you as its mother." Shengbei glanced at Zhang Linggu's back while speaking. The row of bones on Zhang Linggu's bare back was very It is conspicuous: "Ah, this is..."

Zhang Linggu couldn't see his back, and thought it was bruises on his back: "I was thrown a few times today, but I didn't feel any pain. I'll be fine in a few days."

Without saying a word, Shengbei stretched out his hand to catch Zhang Linggu's veins, poured a trace of his own true essence in to investigate, and the true essence followed Zhang Linggu's veins, and when it reached the back, Shengbei He felt a strong force knocking his true essence back.

At the same time, Zhang Linggu felt a shock in his back, which made him feel dizzy, while Shengbei saw a row of blood-red runes floating on Zhang Linggu's back.

Lao Ba felt the strange fluctuations in the air, and was so frightened that he flew to the top of the cabinet: "Disaster water! Strange sword! Hit it in!"

Shengbei didn't quite understand, but he also guessed that Huoshui was talking about Mingying, and Mingying must have done something to Zhang Linggu, he helped Zhang Linggu who almost fell down and asked with concern: "Senior sister Mingying is right?" What have you done?"

"She punched a strange sword in my body. The sword seemed to be made of a spine. She said it was a gift for my meeting. Also, after the cub was born, she wrote some words on my back." Zhang Linggu thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Is there something wrong with this sword?"

"Did you tell Senior Brother Feng about this?" Shengbei was also not sure what the origin of the sword was, but he felt a little evil looking at the runes that had just flashed away on Zhang Linggu's back.

"I didn't have time to say it." Zhang Linggu replied honestly.

"Put on your clothes, and I'll get you something to eat, and no one will be able to bully you when you get here." Shengbei said while rubbing Zhang Linggu's hair, pushed the door and walked out.

Zhang Linggu turned his head and asked Lao Ba who was poking his head over the cabinet: "What's on my back?"

Lao Ba simply replied: "I don't know."

Zhang Linggu turned his hands behind his back in doubt, but he couldn't find anything. He twisted his waist and shook his hands, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it being neither painful nor itchy. What happened, he looked at the little cub on the bed who was playing with the feathers on the crane feather cloak—what could it be?