The little wolf dog of the next door sect misses me [Rebirth]

Yu Shi really didn't do it on purpose.

He really didn't know what kind of soul-binding rope it was.

Although he Fa Xiaofeng is one of the best both weapons and pills, except for some life-saving pills, Yu Shi doesn't care about the rest of the magic tools.

He didn't pay much attention to it. In his previous life, his swordsmanship was at its peak, and he had the power to divide mountains and seas. There are not many magic weapons that can hurt him.

I can't imagine being planted here in this life.

When Yu Shi carried Tao Song up, Tao Song's complexion was pale, his forehead was covered with big beads of sweat, and his lower lip was bitten with blood.

Feng Xian raised his hand to retract the soul-binding rope, Tao Song shivered in pain, and collapsed limply in Yu Shi's arms.

Fortunately, the muscles and bones were not injured.Yu Shi embraced him, and gently lifted his skirt, seeing the criss-crossed bruises, felt a little distressed.

Feng Xianyu clicked his tongue twice and shook his head again and again: "Some people are really dark-hearted and cruel-handed."

Yu Zhi knew he was wrong, and scolded him out of words: "If you don't carry such a precious thing with you, what are you doing in the Qiankun bag? What if you lose it?"

Feng Xian stood with his hands in his sleeves: "Jingui is a fart, the things I make myself can be placed wherever I like, and I can throw away as many as I like."

Cui Ling was already horrified by Tao Song's appearance, but he was even more taken aback when he heard the words, and asked in amazement: "Senior, could it be that senior is 'Jiang Haike' Feng Xianfeng Sanren?"

Feng Xian nodded triumphantly, Cui Ling turned to Yu Shi again, hesitantly said: "Then this senior is..."

Feng Xian said: "He is the Sixth Elder who just left Liujing Pavilion, and his surname is Shi."

This "Elder Pomegranate" is really not a good name, so Cui Ling just called out respectfully: "I have seen the senior."

Yu Shi didn't have time to worry about Feng Xian's arrangement, he crushed a pill, wiped the scar on Tao Song's neck, and wanted to lower the neckline, but came across a thin pamphlet the size of a palm.

Afraid that Tao Song would panic, he was about to take it out, but Tao Song suddenly opened his eyes, covered it with his hand, and pulled the skirt of his clothes.

Yu Shi only thought that he had passed out, and when he saw it, he said warmly: "Is there any place that hurts badly?"

It's rare for Feng Xian to see Yu's knowledge deflated, and he put on an attitude of watching the excitement and not thinking it's a big deal, and sighed heartbroken: "You said that you are such a good child, and you are desperately trying to protect you, but you were hanged all night by others. Human conscience is really..."

Cui Ling was aggrieved when he heard it, his eyes were red.

Yu Shi slapped Tao Song sharply, making him shut up, and coaxed Tao Song softly, "This time I was wrong, I really didn't mean it."

Tao Song finally raised his eyelids to look at him, and said angrily, "Don't you recognize the broken soul-binding rope?"

With this exact same question, Yu Shi almost swore to the sky: "I really don't know."

Tao Song turned his head: "Who are you kidding, liar!"

Feng Xianyu laughed out loud.

Yu Shi saw that he couldn't admit his mistake anymore, so he had to ask Cui Ling: "Do you have a place to live? Send them back to lie down and rest."

Cui Ling nodded obediently, and then led them back to an inn near the avenue.

A few steps away from the store, Tao Song struggled to get down.Yu Shi couldn't stop him, so he could only help him grit his teeth and walk forward.

Although the shop looked old, it was extremely neat and clean.The night was getting dark, and the hall was still brightly lit with candles. More than a dozen disciples of Fufeng Mountain in plain clothes and black belts were sitting in it. Although there were traces of fighting and running around on their robes, their bodies were upright.

Tao Song pushed the door open, and everyone greeted him happily, calling out, "Brother Tao, you are back!"

Tao Song insisted on his senior brother's solemn airs: "The evil has been removed, everything is fine, everyone should rest early, and leave early tomorrow."

One disciple's eyes were filled with admiration: "Senior brother Tao is really powerful, he will wipe out all the evil spirits!"

Tao Song's character is very upright, so he naturally refused to take credit for it: "It's not my fault, this exorcism is thanks to these two..."

He glanced at Yu Shi, and reluctantly said: "Thanks to these two seniors, they acted out of righteousness. Fufeng Mountain thank you for your help."

All the disciples had a meeting with them, and asked about Feng Xian's identity, they were all surprised, they dragged him and started asking questions.

Seeing Tao Song's forehead sweat again, Yu Shi couldn't help shaking his head, and hugged him horizontally.

Tao Song was thin-skinned and pushed him hastily.

Before pushing away, a disciple came up to him with a worried look on his face: "Senior Brother Tao, what's wrong? Are you injured?"

Yu Zhi bowed his head and smiled narrowly at Tao Song, Tao Song's heart skipped a beat, fearing that he would tell the reason in public, he immediately became honest.

Yu Shi smiled kindly: "It hurts a little, it doesn't matter, I'll send him back to rest first, don't chat too late."

A disciple pointed to the room with him, and Yu Shi carried him back. The lantern in the porch was shaking, casting deep and shallow shadows on the ground.

The person in his arms seemed very tired, Yu Shi shook him lightly, and asked in a low voice: "Are you still angry with me?"

Tao Song just didn't answer, and when Yu Shi put him on the couch and lit the candle, Fang raised his eyes and said, "You are so powerful, why didn't you say it earlier?"

The candlelight leaped briskly upwards, Yu Shi lowered his head and pulled the quilt away with him, pretending to be wronged: "You insisted on standing in front, and even taught me a lesson. I said I was amazing, do you really believe it? "

Tao Song stopped talking.

Yu Zhi leaned over, with a crooked smile on his brows and eyes: "Then we're even."

Tao Song didn't care about him at all, and said, "I have to hang you on the edge of the cliff for a night, so that it will be evened."

Yu Shi was able to bend and stretch, and immediately changed his words: "Then treat you as an adult and ignore the faults of a villain, and please forgive me this time."

The man said he would put down his airs, and Tao Song couldn't even get angry, so he just pushed him away: "Get out, I want to take a bath."

Yu Shi stood up with a smile: "Then I'll tell the store to prepare water for you?"

"You don't need to go." Tao Song didn't appreciate it, "Please call Cui Ling."

Rao had seen it before, when Cui Ling was removing Tao Song's clothes, he was still taken aback by the deep and shallow strangle marks all over his body: "This strangle is probably worse than your injury."

Tao Song was soaked in hot water, feeling a little tired: "It's fine if you don't work in vain. After destroying the magic cultivators who cast spells, you can also destroy the lair of resentful spirits in one fell swoop, so that the nearby villagers can live in peace."

Cui Ling was quite afraid: "The demon cultivator is already very difficult, but luckily I met these two seniors."

Tao Songfu recalled the incident of beheading the evil spirits in the cliff, he was very close, seeing the aura of the mountain and moon sword splitting the mountain and the sea with his own eyes, his heart was still a little shocked for a while.

He glanced at the booklet tucked away in his clothes from a distance, and suddenly felt vaguely that Liu Jingge, the unfamiliar Sixth Elder, seemed to have the appearance of the first sword in the picture book when he held the sword in the past.

His heart sank slightly, he turned his head and looked away, unexpectedly turned so violently that he pulled half of his body in pain.At this moment, thinking of Yu Zhi's face again, he suddenly changed his mind, thinking that this person is slick, has no sense of bottom line, compared with the first sword master, he simply defiled the deceased.

Yu Zhi didn't know that he had defiled himself, so after passing the word to Cui Ling, he found an honest disciple and asked, "Your senior brother Tao, what do you usually like to eat?"

The honest disciple thought about it carefully: "Senior brother never picks and chooses, and only praised the pancakes on the road the day before yesterday."

Yu Shi thought to himself, I am the best at pancakes.He got up early the next morning, resumed his old business, made a stack of pancakes, and took them to Tao Song's room, only to learn that the disciples of Fufeng Mountain had left at dawn.

Feng Xian leaned against the door frame and teased him: "What's the matter, the hot pancake didn't even put a cold face on it?"

Yu Zhi smiled lightly: "It's a pity that I grinded half a bottle of elixir into it, it was really wasted."

Feng Xian choked on a mouthful of pancakes, pointing at Yu Shi vaguely and cursing: "If you dare to touch my Qiankun bag again, I will tell your master to let him clean you up in a dream!"

Feng Xian is the most narrow-minded person. When he saw Master Yu Shi in the ruins after a long time, he actually brought up this matter again with gnashing teeth.It's just that Elder Yu Dai has always protected his shortcomings and refused to argue with his apprentice, which wasted his words.

This is of course a later story.

It’s not yet summer yet, the Huifeng is warm, the bright sun shines down, the green grass and trees beside the road are vigorously growing upwards, people are getting lazy, Yu Shi and Feng Xian linger three times a day to Yanhua Mountain , is the last batch of people.

The Immortal Gate Conference is a grand meeting of the immortal sects. It is held in this Yanhua Villa once every ten years. Except for the big and small Daojing forums, every time the main sect takes out a rare magic weapon as a prize, so that all sects It is a good occasion for the major immortal sects to show off their successors.

Back then, when Yu Zhi was about a hundred years old, Yuntai Sect allowed him to show his face at the Immortal Sect Conference.

Looking at the disciples dressed in white clothes and black belts at the entrance of the villa, this meeting should be hosted by Fufeng Mountain.

The sun is in the west, and a gorgeous sunset glow surrounds the rolling mountain in the distance. The steep bluestone steps lead directly to the majestic mountain gate, and then upwards, there are exquisite and beautiful pavilions and pavilions in Yanhua Villa.

The welcome disciple took Feng Xian's name card, and was immediately startled. Although he was very self-cultivated, he still secretly glanced at Feng Xian several times, and saluted respectfully: "This junior has met Feng Sanren."

Feng Xian put on an unfathomable air, and nodded slightly.

When that disciple received Yu Zhi's name card again, he didn't show such exaggerated respect. He just performed the ceremony normally, and at the end he said solemnly with deep sorrow: "I just heard the news of Liujing Pavilion Master Gu's passing away the day before yesterday. Senior Gu has passed away. The celestial sect is wounded together, and I wish the elders condolences."

Yu Shi was surprised, he didn't know this until now.Because of the relationship between his teacher and his wife, he often met Gu Lao Pavilion Master when he was young. Thinking about the past and the current situation, he only felt that everything was right and wrong.

The lights were burning brightly, Yu Shi ruthlessly pawed three bowls of rice in the dining hall before recovering.Feng Xian knew his temperament well, and didn't comfort him with words, but silently fiddled with a wristband to accompany him.

The hall was very quiet, only the chirping and joking of Fufengshan disciples at a table.Feng Xian gave them a headache from the quarrel, and was about to drag Yu Shi out to digest food, when five or six young disciples suddenly walked in at the door.

It is still a plain white gown, but it is tied with an ink blue belt, and the sleeves and hem are decorated with exquisite patterns of river cliffs and sea water.

It is from the Yuntai Gate where the metaphor is located.

Feng Xian thought to himself that such a horrible thing would not come sooner or later, but they were crowded together so that people would bump into them.He knew that Yu Shi was in a bad mood, and he was afraid that it would be inappropriate to see the sect before his death again at this time, so he wanted to drag him away, but the disciples of Fufeng Mountain who were on the table at the door took the first step and blocked the door.

The one-year-old Yuntaimen disciple protected the people behind him, and frowned: "Lu, get out of the way, you are blocking our way."

Lu Xiang only raised three points of disdain, stood still, and mocked: "It's already past the time for dinner, Su Che, you, a senior, why didn't you bring your junior to dinner earlier? You lost Competition, are you ashamed to meet people?"

Sucher was a little bit ashamed, but obviously he didn't want to talk to him: "If you know it's getting late, get up early, and go to cool off after eating, good dogs don't get in the way."

Lu Qu asked him to sting, suppressed his anger, turned to the young disciples behind Suche, and sneered: "But there is no food right now, and we still have some leftovers on the table. I'll share it with you two?"

Lu Xiang pointed out to them that the dining hall was indeed almost deserted, only a few large pots with barely some soup.He smiled, and said again: "It's just that this meal can't be given for free. You can't even get a meal with you Senior Brother Su, why don't you follow me, call me master, and give you a meal?"

A young disciple from Yuntai Gate wanted to come out to speak, but Su Che stopped him for a while, only gave him an angrily look, turned around and was about to leave.

But Lu Xiang stepped forward to block it again: "You are full, and your sword skills can't catch your eyes, and you don't even eat, are you planning to lose the face of the master?"

Su Che was extremely angry, his face was full of injustice, but he couldn't say any evil words in his mouth.

Yu Shi listened to it for a long time, then put down his chopsticks with a slap, and whispered impatiently: "I can't go up, and I won't let others go up. It looks like an apprentice taught by Xu Su, and he won't even quarrel."