It's Not Easy Being a Master

The bald monk hid on the other side of Shen Zhixian, separated from Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin, he seemed to feel relieved a lot, and shouted loudly: "Chen Wei, let me tell you, I didn't do anything wrong this time, you can't do anything!"

The cold man named Chen Li looked at him indifferently, with thick frost in his eyes, and asked coldly, "Where is Si Fei?"

The bald monk stuck his neck and refuted him: "I said you kid, why are you always fighting against our family's Fei? Our family's Fei is fine!"

Chen Wei stared at him for a while, then nodded slightly to Shen Zhixian and the others, and said coldly: "What you just said did not refer to the two of you, it is because this person is used to talking nonsense and doesn't know right from wrong."

What he said meant that his "nonsense" was only aimed at the bald monk, and had nothing to do with Shen Zhixian.

Shen Zhixian has no objection to him targeting the bald monk, it is a private matter between them, but he has a problem with Chen Wei interrupting the bald monk... He is very happy to hear it!

Shen Zhixian's expression also faded: "Dare to ask this is..."

Chen Wei was probably used to being cold and arrogant, and it was rare to give such a long explanation just now, so he just said indifferently: "Mingzhou, Chen Wei." Then he got up and walked out with big strides.

When he walked past Shen Zhixian's table, he looked at the bald monk again, with great hatred in his eyes: "Sooner or later, I will destroy all the evil places."

The bald monk grinned at him: "I didn't provoke you, why are you always chasing people?"

"Having filth and filth is something that is not tolerated in the world."

After he left, the bald monk gave a light snort and muttered, "Boy."

"Who is this?"

"The people who came out of Mingzhou's hidden sect always put on airs to punish the evil, promote the good and eliminate the filth in the world." Although the bald monk was talking with a smile, there was a slight irony in his words. There seemed to be a sigh that was as light as light smoke, "He said that the Undead City is the most filthy place in the world, and it will be destroyed sooner or later."

Shen Zhixian lowered his eyes: "The Immortal City is filled with thousands of demons and hundreds of ghosts...it seems to be true. The Si Fei he mentioned...is a person from the Immortal City?"

"It's the lord of the Undead City." The bald monk chuckled, "In this world, there are too many things that are not what they appear to be. It seems so, but in fact..."

He stopped, shook his head, smiled and sighed again.

Shen Zhixian asked: "What actually?"

Just at this time, the waiter in the restaurant yelled "Come here" and brought four cages of meat buns to the table. The bald monk immediately lit up his eyes and rubbed his hands. Regardless of the fact that the fresh buns were too hot, he took a bun in each hand and put it on the table. Catch it: "...actually like a bald monk, he looks like he likes to eat steamed buns, but in fact he likes to eat meat buns even more!"

He salivated at the two steamed buns, took a deep breath, and said intoxicated, "Ah, it's so delicious! I love steamed stuffed buns, ah!"

Knowing that he deliberately changed the subject, Shen Zhixian didn't ask, but said: "You always talk about steamed buns, I thought you only ate steamed buns."

"If you have money, who wants to eat steamed buns every day? Meat buns are really delicious!" The bald monk has already bit off half of a meat bun, chewing quickly, and said vaguely: "The main reason is that I don't have money... A penny is hard for a bald monk..."

Shen Zhixian pinched his brows slightly.

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After seeing each other in the restaurant, Chen Li began to appear around them frequently.

The bald monk kept complaining: "This guy probably wants to follow us to the Undead City." He sighed, "Ah Fei just hid the Undead City just now, if he finds him again... Ah Fei will kill me bald."

"You're already a bald head, why worry?"

The bald monk hesitated to speak, and whispered after a long while: "Chen Wei is jealous of evil. He has experienced some things before, and he especially hates ghosts and ghosts. Whenever he sees monsters and ghosts, he will attack them. He doesn't care about anything. He has no sense of propriety. See you later." Watch him and hide for a while, this ice cube is going crazy, no one can stop it."

Shen Zhixian was thoughtful: "He hates evil like hatred and hates demons and ghosts. What does it have to do with us?"

The bald monk suddenly fell silent, and after a while, he looked around nonchalantly and said to him: "Oh, where are we going, wait a minute, I know the way..."

Shen Zhixian narrowed his eyes: "Why do I feel that you always care about pointing out something and have some bad ideas?"

"No, no, I'm honest." The bald monk denied repeatedly, his small eyes were struggling to squint, counting with his fingers, looking for the right direction, "Go, this way."

The group walked for another seven or eight days, and sometimes bumped into Chen Wei, the bald monk joked and laughed, and led them around, leaving Chen Wei aside before continuing on their way.

At the beginning, the bald monk was a chatterbox, he talked about everything, and he never stopped talking, gnawing steamed buns and bragging, but gradually, the more he walked, he gradually became silent, sometimes riding The civet, pulling a strand of fluff on the cat's neck, can be in a daze for a long time, and Shen Zhixian has to call out several times before he can recover.

Shen Zhixian had a strange feeling in his heart: "What's wrong with you?"

The bald monk was silent for a long time, then turned his head away after a while, and asked without answering, "I have a question..."

"Ok?"

Shen Zhixian leaned back and leaned comfortably in Yan Jin's arms.Yan Jin firmly clasped his waist, protecting him firmly.

After giving up the civet to the bald monk, they simply went to buy a new pegasus that was stronger and bigger, and could ride both. Shen Zhixian was lazy and rode with Yan Jin, huddled in Yan Jin's arms, and asked him to support the barrier to keep out the wind , I rest leisurely and leisurely.

The bald monk asked slowly: "If, I mean, if, one day, the person you love is completely different, will you hate him?"

He said these words to the two of them without addressing them, and Shen Zhixian couldn't tell who he was asking for for a while, but just listen...

Why are you so guilty.

Shen Zhixian coughed lightly, and asked, "What do you mean by completely changing into another look?"

"For example, it has gone bad, become a demon or something."

This bald monk usually talks about fortune-telling, and occasionally he babbled, Shen Zhixian thought he saw something wrong with him, but after hearing it this way, he felt that he was not talking about himself, but rather... Yan Jin?

There is demonic energy in Yan Jin's body, and he repeatedly jumps sideways on the verge of being possessed by demons. Shen Zhixian knows it, and he has no different views on it. Demonic cultivation and immortal cultivation are just different ways of cultivation. Shen Zhixian has no opinion on demonic cultivation. ——After all, there are only a small number of evil cultivators.

Even if Yan Jin is possessed, as long as he doesn't destroy the world, Shen Zhixian won't care.

He said: "No."

The bald monk asked: "Then what if he becomes possessed and wants to destroy the world? Will you abandon him?"

Now Shen Zhixian was sure that the bald monk was asking him something, so he kept his mouth shut, looked at the bald monk for a while, and then asked suspiciously: "Why do you ask such a question and give such an example?"

"Oh, don't worry about it, just talk about it." The bald monk turned his head and looked around, seemingly indifferent, but his little eyes couldn't help glancing over quietly.

Shen Zhixian intuitively felt that there was something wrong with him, but he couldn't figure out what he meant, and only said: "Our Ajin is very good, and we won't destroy the world even if we fall into a demon."

He turned his head to look at Yan Jin behind him. Yan Jin couldn't help but hugged him a little tighter, and called Master in a low voice, faintly worried.

Shen Zhixian said: "Becoming a demon is becoming a demon. There is no distinction between immortals and demons. Although it is true that some monsters and demon cultivators do evil, but that is only a small part. More demon cultivators are only deliberately vicious... To be honest , Xianxiu has a lot of bad-hearted people, but they just pretend to be righteous under the cover of hypocrisy."

He clasped his fingers with Yan Jin, and said calmly: "I will not hate Yan Jin just because he is possessed, let alone abandon him." His voice couldn't help softening, "Our A Jin is not such a wicked person."

His tone was full of determination and trust, Yan Jin smiled slightly, and the bald monk seemed a little moved, and murmured: "It's such a truth, it's rare for you to understand it. It's a pity that there are always people who don't understand... Cough cough, What is that?"

He patted the civet suddenly to signal it to stop. The civet obediently stopped running, stomped on the ground and flicked its tail.

Yan Jin didn't expect that he would stop suddenly. Pegasus ran so fast that he passed him by a lot.Yan Jin controlled Pegasus to turn around, ran back a few steps, and stopped.

A struggling and helpless look of guilt appeared on the face of the bald monk. He suddenly turned over and fell to the ground, and gave a deep bow to the two of them. After a long time, he got up. The guilt was filled with complicated emotions. He said softly: "I'm sorry. But Please also remember what you said just now... Please take care of yourself, after this matter is over, if you want to kill or cut, the bald monk will follow you."

Shen Zhixian was stunned for a moment, and got off the horse with Yan Jin. Before he could understand what he meant, a strong wind suddenly picked up on the flat ground, flying sand and rocks, blurring the figure of the bald monk in front of him.

The ground under his feet began to tremble, the ground was cracked, and a cold wind came out of the gap, bringing with it many vague and strange sounds, like thousands of demons roaring.

The two reacted very quickly, and they ran towards the bald monk almost at the same time, but the ground under their feet seemed to have changed again, turning into a swamp, and the huge suction force forced them down.

Yan Jin backhanded to draw the sword, but it was too late, this powerful force surpassed anything the two of them had encountered before, but in a moment, a huge gap formed on the ground, completely engulfing them.

The bald monk was gasping for breath, and fell to his knees with a plop, dripping with cold sweat. He propped himself up on the ground with one hand, while the other hand was hanging in the air, trembling.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." With a trembling voice, he choked out a mouthful of black blood, and tremblingly took out a book from his arms.

The book was very old, it was a thick book, it looked like it had been turned over countless times, and the edges of the pages were frayed.

The bald monk spread the book on the ground, and silently recited a formula before turning over the cover page with no words or pictures.He flipped through the pages one by one, as if he was looking for something, and tried his best to distract him from other places, so that he didn't even notice when someone came.

"It's here..." His eyes lit up, and just as he was about to tear off the page, a cold hand with a fiery red whip wrapped around his wrist picked up the book before him.

"——Chen Li?!" The bald monk turned pale with shock, and rushed towards him without even thinking about it, trying to snatch the old book back.

The book can't be seen by others, the bald monk used his last bit of strength in this pounce, unexpectedly knocked Chen Wei back two steps, the originally opened book flew out of his hand, and landed with a thud.

The bald monk didn't have any strength at all. Seeing that the book fell not far away, he didn't have the strength to pick it up. He just watched Chen Li pick it up again after taking two steps.

Fortunately, when the book fell to the ground, it was closed again.There are secret techniques in this book, without his formula, even if someone opens it, there will only be a blank space inside.

Chen Wei flipped over a few times, but found nothing. His cold eyes looked at the bald monk who stood up staggeringly, and his voice almost condensed into ice: "What is this?"

The bald monk saw that Chen Wei couldn't see the words, he felt relieved, wiped his mouth nonchalantly, and wiped the blood on his hand, he smiled: "It's a collection of bad things that the bald monk has done. Why, want to see it?"

The author has something to say: It's cool to dig a hole and fill the crematorium for a while.

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