Chapter 168 Farewell to that big brother (14)

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 168 Farewell to that big brother (14)"

weight="105789"

series = ["I Really Am a Slag Shou!"]

mode = "manual"

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Extra! Extra!

Lin Changfeng, the great disciple of Zhaotian Sect and the real nameless acting lord, is about to conclude the contract, and the target of the contract is the little apprentice of Yin Linggen, Chi Zhao, who was taken over by Jiye Zhenren two years ago!

As soon as this news came out, the entire cultivation world was a sensation. There were originally a bunch of people who were monitoring Zhaotian Sect's every move every day. When they heard such a hot news, many people were shocked by their natal weapons.

Only a few years now? For the monk two years, it was just a blink of an eye. In this blink of an eye, did the two of them see each other? Has the old-fashioned routine of love at first sight become popular again?

...

Both the people outside and inside were shocked. The young monks outside were shocked because they thought they were too fast. Even though they are both good match regardless of their status or talent, Yin Linggen is easy to say die early, but in case, if someone has a good temperament, they won't have a heart demon, then within a few hundred years, they will be able to ascend.

Young monks don't know the inside story, and they are still very simple in thinking. Older monks, especially those who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the big villains, feel very delicate.

It's a combination of senior brother and junior junior. Did Zhaotian Sect choose the master based on whether he can see the junior junior?

After the abbot of the Lingshan School heard the news, his movement of twisting the beads paused. Soon, he returned to his original detached and indifferent appearance. He closed his eyes and continued to twist the beads in his hand, just chanting the words of Buddha in his mouth. It has become "goodness" and "goodness" with a sigh.

Ning Xinzong's suzerain was not as emotional as the abbot of Lingshan, he just raised his eyelids slightly, and then there was no other movement.

The suzerain of the Hehuan Sect had the greatest reaction, and after listening to the disciples, she froze for a long time. She waved to let the disciples go out, half lying on the chaise couch, the Sect Master of Hehuan didn't know what kind of picture she had thought of, and she showed a crying and smiling expression.

Realizing that her emotions fluctuated too much, she subconsciously held her left wrist and wore a clear and green storage bracelet on it. The surface of the bracelet was smooth and moist, with a calming effect. She has been wearing this bracelet for these years. It's not how good the bracelet itself is, but just seeing things and thinking about people.

The gift is still there, but the deceased of the gift has been buried under patches of loess. The Sect Master of Hehuan sighed and then closed his eyes.

Sect Master Dichuan, as a straight man of steel among the six major sects, is different from other Sect Masters when he comes up.

The other sect masters are feeling the reincarnation of fate, but the concern of sect master Dichuan lies in, "There are two more broken sleeves, what is Cang Xu now, but is also broken?"

Message disciple: "..."

Han Yu visited the Liyang Palace back then. With 99% of his fellow students being women, Han Yu lives like a prince. It sounds like he has a high status, but he can’t stand the other fellows who are long. The princess, the princess, the princess, and all kinds of concubines who are more favored than him.

...

The lord of the Liyang Palace looked icy, soft and gentle, but in fact she was even more extinct than the extinct Master. Han Yu had practiced under her for two years and almost died of her life several times. Finally, she had a slack. At the time, Han Yu's eyes widened when he heard the gossip that the senior sister had told him, "Chi Zhao and Lin Changfeng are about to make an agreement?!"

"Didn't you say that you and that Yinlinggen are good brothers? Why do you know this kind of thing later than me?"

Han Yu said bitterly, "Senior Sister, what you said is not authentic, how can I have time to contact my brother, now I almost run out of time to sleep."

After a pause, gossip flashed in Han Yu's eyes, "They really are about to make a bond? Isn't Lin Changfeng Yang Linggen, is it because of this, they are about to make a bond? If you want to say that, Should I also look for an ice-water double spirit root?"

The senior sister on the opposite side gave him a blank look. Just as she was about to speak, a cold fragrance came, and both the senior sister and Han Yu were suddenly excited. The lord of Liyang Palace walked in, she stopped when she stepped into the threshold, and didn't go any further.

"Han Yu, your application to participate in the downhill experience was rejected by me."

Han Yu was dumbfounded. He said that he was going down the mountain to practice. In fact, he wanted to rest and go out to play for a while. Obviously other disciples could go out. The juniors who came with him could also go. Why couldn't he go?

The Liyang Palace lord still wears a veil. Her eyes like ice crystals meet Han Yu. Han Yu froze, and quickly lowered her head, not daring to show unwilling emotions again. Liyang Palace lord didn’t want to explain. Seeing this scene, she paused and explained.

"Next year you will go to the Secret Realm of the Fantasy Sea. Now it is less than a year before the secret realm is opened. You should prepare well. Before you go, you must build a foundation."

Han Yu: "..."

Master, are you mistaken, I am not the root of Yin Spirit, I don't have such a talent for defying the sky!

People outside naturally didn't know how hard Han Yu was. Compared to Han Yu, Xu Shiqing was already crying. Xu Shiqing almost grinned to the back of her head.

"Hahahahahahaha, hurry up, lose money! Let me just say, Xu Shiqing has never done a loss-making business in my life! My junior brother is a veritable wealthy boy, and the efficiency is too high. It's only a few days now. Big brother got it, get rich hahahahahahahahaha!"

Those who lost money:... Xu Shishu, the smile is too exaggerated, we can all see your throat.

When Xu Shiqing smiled wildly with his arms akimbo, Chi Zhao was looking for jade slips in the library.

Lin Changfeng's reaction that day made him suddenly curious about the so-called creation of demons and complete demons. He has been in this world for more than two years. He has listened to other people's words about how terrible it is. But he hadn't seen anyone who was enchanted, and he didn't know what would happen to him.

In the realm of cultivation, this seems to be a kind of conventional knowledge. Everyone will be instilled with this concept when he is born, and he will not be enchanted if he is killed. Among a hundred monks, one of them will be unstable in the future because of Daoism. The chance of having a heart demon, and eventually getting into it, is not low, so basically everyone knows a few fellows or seniors who have completely ruined their future and even lost their lives because of the heart demon.

Chi Zhao thought that someone would tell him about this after he started practicing. After all, new disciples would have to take common sense courses and sect history courses after entering the sect. But now two years have passed, and none of the teachers who taught the class mentioned a word. About the enchantment.

Contacting Lin Changfeng's reaction, as well as those elders looking at others through him, Chi Zhao felt as if he had touched some clue.

The library was ninety-nine floors high, but from the outside, it was an ordinary six-story tower. Chi Zhao climbed more than a dozen floors before finally getting what he wanted to know from a jade slip in the corner.

What is recorded in the jade slips are all classical Chinese, translated into the vernacular, that is to say, the heart demon is actually a kind of disease, whether it is an ordinary person or a monk, it will get this kind of illness. This kind of illness is called paranoia among ordinary people. Syndrome, in the monks, is called the heart demon.

In short, it is someone who has uncontrollable possession and paranoia for something, some people are too obsessed with money, fame and fortune, some people want to soar and want to go crazy, anyway, no matter what it is, just ask for it, and finally slowly Evolve into a demon.

Paranoia is not a terminal illness, but the demons are. Once the mind demon appears, unless the soul is scattered, it will never disappear. When it first appears, it may be suppressed, just like cancer. Eliminate the cause that caused those people to produce the mind demon, and then the mind demon will be suppressed, no If it spreads again, but if it is not suppressed, and the person who produces the heart demon is completely enchanted, it is over.

People who have become demons are not recognized by their six relatives, have no emotions, and are bloodthirsty. To describe them with an inappropriate metaphor, they are similar to the zombies in some movies.

It cannot be cured, and it is impossible to recover after being in the demon. Therefore, for the monks who have been in the demon, everyone has the obligation to kill them, lest they harm the common people.

Putting down the jade slip, Chi Zhao imagined the scene where after he was engulfed, the people who once greeted him with a smile would come and kill him, even Lin Changfeng would lift up his sword and stabbed him in pain.

Chi Zhao pursed his lips. No wonder he is so afraid that he will have a demon.

In silence, Chi Zhao climbed down the ladder and walked back slowly.

The knot ceremony is very important to the monks, and Lin Changfeng doesn’t want Chi Zhao to feel that he is being perfunctory. He wants to hold a grand event. The invitations have already been sent out, but because of the rush, people who can rush over Not many, Lin Changfeng looked down at the list sent by his disciple, and felt that there were still too few people.

Chi Zhao is in Zangshu Pavilion, he has known it for a long time, so even if people have not returned now, he is not worried. As long as he is still in Zhaotian Sect, Lin Changfeng's spiritual sense can follow him like a shadow, and he also carries a Lin on his body. Changfeng's strong sword intent was ten percent strong enough to protect him in times of danger, and after that, he himself rushed past.

Lin Changfeng seriously thought about who else he should invite. On the other side of the door, Chi Zhao raised one foot and trot in quietly.

Lin Changfeng knew it when he came back. He raised his head and smiled softly at Chi Zhao.

Since he said that he was going to become a Taoist couple, Lin Changfeng’s attitude towards him has changed, as if he had let go of his hands and feet, he was not gentle, and everything was planned for him in advance. Chi Zhao still felt he was at first. Maybe it's not a good heart, and I'm almost used to it now.

After a few steps, Chi Zhao ran to him and sat down, then grasped his hand and pressed it on his forehead.

The smile in Lin Changfeng's eyebrows stopped, he was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Chi Zhao kept holding his wrist. He originally lowered his head, but now, raising his wet eyes, he blinked twice, "Look at my spiritual platform again."

Regarding the spiritual platform, Lin Changfeng did not dare to be sloppy. He checked it quickly, but found nothing unusual, "Nothing, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Chi Zhao was relieved now, "It's fine if there is nothing. You have to take a look at it in the future to take precautions."

Lin Changfeng twisted his eyebrows, "Why, did someone tell you something?"

"No," Chi Zhao shook his head, and he let go of Lin Changfeng, "I'm just a little scared, afraid of getting demons, afraid that everyone will hate me."

Even more afraid, you will not like me in the future.

Lin Changfeng was silent for two seconds. He flicked Chi Zhao's forehead lightly. Chi Zhao widened his eyes and covered his forehead, but Lin Changfeng laughed helplessly, "Little fool."

"You won't be enchanted, I'm already yours, why are you enchanted? Besides," Lin Changfeng paused, then raised his hand, and gently and cautiously touched Chi Zhao's hair. If there is no touch, Chi Zhao feels that he is a preciously treated porcelain. He put down his hand in a daze. Lin Changfeng closed his eyes and curled his lips at Shang Chi Zhao's gaze.

"It doesn't matter if they don't like you, I will like you more than all of them together."