If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

Xu Shi hadn't heard such fresh and refined flattery for many years. Cheng Zongzhu was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, blinked his eyes, wiped away a handful of old tears, and patted his face with reassurance. shoulders: "It's really a blessing for the Eight Great Immortals to have a pillar like a son-in-law in the realm of comprehension!"

"Father-in-law's praise."

Insatiably smiled humbly, "Father-in-law is exhausting himself like this, but also wants to create a method to benefit others, that's what I can only dream of in the cultivation world!"

"Hey, my son-in-law is being modest. If you say that you have already transformed into a god at a young age, that's..."

"Father-in-law, why should you be humble, when you..."

Cheng Siqi silently watched the old and the young compliment each other, quietly shielded his ears, and picked up a random sword scripture scattered all over the place to read it attentively.

Outside the cliff, the sun was setting and the moon was rising, and the tea-serving boy woke up after a nap, but the two who were blowing so loudly here were dry-mouthed, shut up and drink tea.

Cheng Siqi, as if he had been pardoned, took advantage of this gap, raised his hand to cover Wuyan's mouth tightly, and then brought up the matter: "Um... Dad, I'm halfway through my experience, and you suddenly called me back, why?"

Wuyan's hand holding the tea bowl also paused slightly, and turned his head towards Sect Master Cheng.

In fact, he and Cheng Siqi didn't intend to return to Xuanjianzong, but to continue to travel the world of cultivation, so that Cheng Siqi, like all other out-of-body experiences, could find an opportunity to transform into a god while comprehending the world and making up for his own path.But when the two were lying on the tree outside the cemetery, Sect Leader Cheng suddenly sent a message to ask Cheng Siqi to go back to Xuanjianzong.

So, this trip back to the clan was born.

Sect Master Cheng said with a hoarse voice when he heard the words, "Oh, there is business."

He paused, put down the tea bowl, looked straight, and pondered: "You haven't been in the sect all these years, maybe you don't know. In order to deal with this catastrophe, the Sword League has read countless classics, and all the princes retreated in the fragments of the fairy world for several days. Knowing part of the origin of the catastrophe, also mastered a way to enter the world of catastrophe."

"The road to robbery?"

Insatiable thought of the gray mist passage he had seen before, and frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Sect Master Cheng nodded, and glanced at the blood-red waning moon hanging in the distant sky.Since the calamity appeared between heaven and earth, this month has been stained with blood, gradually turning scarlet, which makes people feel dry and uneasy.

"Your Majesty deduced the Daozang three thousand times, and learned that the calamities did not appear out of thin air, but from other realms. We call this realm the Tribulation Realm. The calamities that appear in our spiritual world today, without accident, should all be from the Tribulation Realm sect The monks who came here. It’s just that their cultivation methods are completely different from ours, so we feel weird and helpless.”

"But once the road to robbery is opened, it will be different."

Cheng Siqi's eyes moved: "Your Excellencies want to send the monks there?"

Sect Master Cheng twirled his short beard, nodded and said, "It's natural."

"Different from other small worlds attached to our spirit world, since Jiejie has monks who are as powerful as out-of-body transformation gods, it must be a big world like my spirit world. A brand new big world, a brand new way, a brand new Rules, tell me, Mahayanas who have been looking for the road to immortality for thousands of years, can they still hold their temper?"

Naturally not.

Insatiable practice of the so-called path of killing demons, which is said to be able to become a fairy, can be seen in the desire to become a fairy in his heart.But now he is only transforming into a god, and it is too early to talk about transcending the tribulation and ascending.

But what about those Mahayana Supreme Elders who have wasted thousands of years here?

A brand new world means another possibility of ascension.Who is willing to give up such an opportunity to become a fairy so easily?Perhaps there is no way to ascend to Jiejie, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, no one will give up lightly.

The road of practice is sailing against the current.

"Going to Jiejie this time is both a dangerous situation and an opportunity."

"Referring to the level of cultivation sent by Jiejie, the monks who are dispatched in advance will focus on getting out of the body and transforming gods. Whether it is the Sword League, the Purple Clothes League, or the abyss of Hell, they will send people there."

Seeing Cheng Siqi's eyes light up slightly, Sect Master Cheng glared at him angrily, "You are always the one to fight and kill! When you get out of your body, you have to hide the front and forget the sword. You can't really draw the sword, you know, brat?"

Cheng Siqi raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

Sect Master Cheng coughed in embarrassment, "However, our sword cultivators must go through bloody storms and face up to difficulties. Therefore, after discussing in the sect, we decided to send you a few out-of-body disciples and two Huashen elders past."

"However, teleportation is random on this road. When you get there, you may not be able to meet your fellow disciples. It is true that life and death are fateful, and fortune and misfortune are unpredictable."

Suddenly, Sect Master Cheng's serious expression changed, and he smiled triumphantly, "But with my son-in-law, it will be different. I will give you a set of peerless methods, and you will never be distracted. How about it, son-in-law?" , Jiejie, are you interested?"

When the word Wuyan appeared from Jiejie, my heart was already moved.

Sect Master Cheng's words were almost sleepy, and he came to give the pillow. He smiled and said very sincerely: "Father-in-law has an order, how dare my son-in-law refuse to obey?"

"Okay, good son-in-law!"

The two patted each other on the shoulder again, laughing together.

Cheng Siqi shook his shoulders, rubbing goose bumps all over his body.

"Okay, it's not too late, we will start at dawn."

Sect Master Cheng stroked his beard, "Just find a tree hole to sleep tonight, don't worry about the old man's thatched hut, get out."

After all, Sect Master Cheng immediately turned his face away, and slapped Wu Yan and Cheng Siqi away with his sleeve like a fly, and flew out of the range of the giant sword.

This flimsy love between husband and son-in-law is not as valuable as a thatched cottage.

"Ignore him."

With his face full of clouds, Cheng Siqi glanced at Dajian and said helplessly, "My father is a sword idiot, and no one can enter his thatched cottage except my mother. The reason why he took senior brother as his first disciple was because senior brother He loves the sword like his life, even to the point of wanting to hold a Daoist Companion Ceremony with his sword."

"Pei Luqing?"

Wu Yan thought of Pei Luqing kissing his sword non-stop, and immediately nodded deeply, "It is indeed a sword idiot."

"Come on, put on the sword, and I'll take you to my residence."

The Jiqing sword flew out, Cheng Siqi turned over and jumped up, stretched out his hand towards Wuyan, and smiled freely.

The long hair tied into a ponytail at the back of the head is flying against the hunting mountain wind, and the delicate and delicate borders are outlined by the misty red moon.

Insatiable to see, but there is an illusion of being seduced.

When he reacted, he was already standing on the Jiqing sword, with one hand encircling Cheng Siqi's narrow waist in front of him.

"Don't take the opportunity to tickle me!"

Cheng Siqi yelled loudly, and was scorned.

The hair fluttered across his face, Wu Yan turned his head slightly to avoid it, lowered his face slightly, and the tip of his nose could touch Cheng Siqi's burning red ears and neck.

Gently rubbing, like the best warm jade, smooth and not greasy, there is a kind of tactile feeling that makes people obsessed with playing.

"it is good."

Wuyan answered Cheng Siqi's ear, hugged him a little tighter, and jokingly said, "Then can you stop hitting me with your butt, young master?"

Cheng Siqi's legs were weakened by the whisper, and the Jiqing sword suddenly swayed wildly like out of control, shuttled crookedly between the peaks, the clouds pierced through, and a large number of passing cranes were startled and their white feathers flew wildly. , The bitter wind howled non-stop.

"Bump your ass!"

Reluctantly holding his own, Cheng Siqi turned his head and stared back.

Wu Yan remained motionless on the precarious Jiqing sword, heard the words slowly, and smiled slightly: "That's right, it was my butt that hit me."

"Vald donkey, look at the fart!"

Cheng Siqi arched his buttocks, and in a hurry to dodge, the Jiqing sword rolled up and down, sometimes high and sometimes low, and flew across half of the Xuanjian sect.

On countless sword peaks, groups of sword cultivators gathered their heads together, watching and tsk-tsk.

"Shuangxiu Yujian, exciting!"

"Are all the bald donkeys in Tianyin Temple so powerful? I think..."

"Wait! Those cranes! That's my barbecue next month! It's not easy to raise such a fat one! Young master, come and die... Mmm... Don't pull me... Mmmmm..."

"Is it easy for us Xuanjianzong to marry one? Shut up!"

The distant mountains are majestic, there are many peaks, and the clouds are boundless.

Xuanjianzong's lively voice spread far away, full of jubilation.

At the same time, at the top of the giant sword in the center, there was an almost dead silence.

"Hao'er, No.3 Huashen, are you sure it's him?"

An old and hoarse voice came from the condensed cloud and mist ahead, accompanied by a heart-piercing low cough.

Sect Master Cheng stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at the peaks of the Xuanjian Sect with sword lights flying below, and nodded: "I owe a favor to the old bald donkey Xuyan of Tianyin Temple. That kid is the robber of this generation, and he is very talented. His comprehension is astonishing, and he is a hard-to-find brain..."

While talking, Cheng Zongzhu laughed: "Hey, it's easy to talk about. To be honest, Wuyan is a good seedling, and... I also hate Siqi to be like me at such a young age. widower."

"Let's go. Let them all go. From now on, it's the young people's world."

A heavy sigh came from within the cloud, followed by a long, relieved laugh.

On the other side, before the Jiqingjian was about to be overwhelmed and completely dumped, Cheng Siqi finally landed on a mountain full of green bamboos with insatiability.

And Wuyan finally understood why Cheng Siqi was talking about the residence, not the cave.

"To put it bluntly, don't you just want me to hug you to sleep?"

Lying on a hammock made of fine rattan, with the breeze blowing in my ears and the rustling of bamboo leaves, I raised my head to feel the sporadic moonlight seeping through the gaps in the densely woven bamboo forest, and raised my hand to pat the back of the person lying on the body, He took another breath, blowing away the strands of hair sticking to his mouth.

"It doesn't rain on this mountain, I used to sleep in a hammock."

The person in his arms turned over, with his back leaning against Insanity's chest, and the smooth and delicate lines could be felt through the thin cassock.

Cheng Siqi's body is more like a boy's, thinner and smaller than Wuyan's, and he can just be hugged by a ring.

"By the way, why did you suddenly become a different person today, kissing my father's ass so smoothly?" Cheng Siqi suddenly remembered something, and wriggled on Wuyan's body like a big bug again.

Wu Yan held him down, reached out to touch the rattan of the hammock, and pulled it once and for all, causing the hammock to sway gently, and replied: "Because I met Master Cheng before. And before I went down the mountain, my master also taught me , how to win the favor of Sect Master Cheng."

"Oh?"

Cheng Siqi asked curiously, "Then how did your master teach it?"

"My master only taught me one sentence," Wu Yan smiled, "Blow it and you're done."

Cheng Siqi opened his mouth, and for a moment he felt that it was very reasonable, and there was no way to refute it.He sighed, stroked Insatiable's bald head, and closed his eyes annoyed.

"Hands off!"

"Huh... Hululu..."

"……never mind."

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