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The real Mu Chun showed a wry smile: "Thanks to you guys, I also recognized it."
As he spoke, he took out another copper coin from his cuff and said, "Brother Wen Ya gave me three copper coins back then, but now there is only one left."
His fingertips were dazzlingly white against the rusted copper coins, and Cheng Qian found that he was still used to his wretched image of a goatee - this man who seemed to have stepped down from the portrait seemed to give him a sense of The sense of distance that is difficult to approach, as if going back to the portrait in the next moment.
The real person Mu Chun flicked his fingertips on the copper coin, only to hear a "ding" sound, a cloud of mist emerged from the copper coin, and he fell into the same place as the Beiming Lord just now.
The real person Mu Chun looked at the other party for a moment, then hugged the puddle and knelt down slowly, saying, "Master."
Chapter 30
Cheng Qian was dumbfounded by his voice, and for a while he wondered if he should also call out "Master" or something.
More than a year ago, when he set foot on Fuyao Mountain for the first time, there was no one who knew Taishan and thought that it was a poultry sect with no father or mother, but a little bit of style.
Isnât that right, there are so many folklore books, letâs not mention the rangers and loose cultivators for the time being, but as long as they can be called âsectsâ, which sect should not have a gang of three aunts and two uncles, all day long, vying for victory and intrigue with each other?
A head with a few rÇ stinky disciples of hairy children - the organization of rural teenagers fighting birds and eggs is probably bigger than this.
But just in the past few days, Cheng Qian discovered that the sect not only had a master, but also a master, which did not make him feel any honor.
From the same school, compared to the master who turned the river and the sea like a leisurely, and the master of the first devil in the Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies, and then look at the bear-like appearance of his own master "living to the race of the gods", it is hard to be a Fuyao faction. Does the existence of the Taoist explain to the world what is "the Tao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high"?
Furthermore, Cheng Qian was a little undecided as to which of the two names "Poultry Sect" and "Magic Cultivation Base Camp" would be better to say.
After his identity was revealed in one sentence, Lord Beiming sighed slightly, and as the black mist all over his body gradually dissipated, revealing his true face that had been hidden for a long time.
He has neither immortal style nor green face and fangs. Overall, he is a person.
The eye sockets on his face were slightly sunken, which added a little more handsomeness to him, but in addition, this legendary sect of all demons was actually just a middle-aged man who was not very conspicuous, with a little white hair on his temples. In the middle was an unusually pale face - a middle-aged man who was a little haggard.
Bei Mingjun put his hands in his sleeves, stood in front of his lonely corpse, waved his hands, and said, "Get up, Xiaochun - I never saw you kneeling on me when I was alive, what do you look like now?"
Real Man Mu Chun stood up graciously, put down the puddle, and asked her to go to Cheng Qian. He opened his mouth quite casually, and said, "Going to the grave, it's not more than usual, it's also right to kneel on your ancestors."
Cheng Qian: "..."
He found that no big or small and disrespecting teachers are the traditions of the Fuyao school.
"I always thought that your body was destroyed, that your primordial spirit was reincarnated, and I once mistook Xiao Qian for you. After all, his birthdate was right, and his **** temper also has the legacy of your past, but I didn't expect you to actually ... actually did not die, but was attached to three copper coins." Mu Chunzhen said here, paused, and then said with a bit of sadness, "Master, since you are possessed, why are you possessing it like this? Poor and sour? Even if you can't find gold ingots, can you still find a silver ingot?"
When the black mist covered his body and half-covered his face with his pipa in his arms, Lord Beiming showed the sect of Ten Thousand Demons to a tenth, which was enough to make people look up to him. Who would have known that we could meet each other frankly at this moment? People are not like that.
He looked at Master Muchun, with the rather sad look that Master Muchun usually had when he looked at Yan Zhengming, and said with a smile, "If that's the case, can Master still see you? It's already been spent by you to solve the urgent need. "
Real Man Mu Chun said: "Master, my sect is now different from what it used to be, and it is not as poor as it was back then."
Bei Mingjun said with a sarcastic expression: "I know, you are getting more and more promising, and you have worshipped yourself an apprentice of the God of Wealth."
These two people, who have been separated for many years, exchanged a few words, looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud at the same time in Cheng Qian's inexplicable sense.
Cheng Qian held the puddle and stared at the corpse with sunken eyes, completely ignoring the mystery of the elders' words.
After laughing, the real person Mu Chun asked: "You have one soul scattered in the Valley of Demons and the other in the Soul Eater Lamp, is this the last soul left now? Ming-Jun, you have to be destroyed in form and spirit, right?"
Lord Beiming smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't die."
Real Master Mu Chun: "Where is Senior Brother, is he dead?"
When he was in front of dozens of large ships and countless pairs of eyes, he could only call "Jiang Peng" directly. At this time, when he spoke in private, he called his senior brother back. If he wanted to come, he didn't need to cover up in front of Beimingjun.
Lord Beiming paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and replied: "It didn't completely disappear, I smashed the soul fire in the Soul Eater with the power of one soul, which is considered a serious injury to him. But your brother is feeding the tiger with his body, By refining yourself and Soul Eater into one body, your soul will also become the spirit of that Ghost Lamp, and you will no longer enter reincarnation, and you will not be considered a human being, you can treat him as dead."
Zhenren Mu Chun was silent for a while, and then asked, "Did he recognize you?"
This time, Bei Mingjun laughed without saying a word and did not answer. It seemed like a silent answer to him: what if you recognize it, what if you don't recognize it, is there any difference between now and then?
Lord Beiming turned to Cheng Qian and called out kindly, "My son, this is the third time I've seen you, come here."
Cheng Qian took a few steps forward, but did not follow his words. He just silently stopped by the hands of Master Mu Chun, and gave a junior salute to Lord Beiming in a lukewarm manner. Since he didn't know what to call him, he didn't speak rashly.
Although Master and Bei Mingjun seem to be very close in a few words, Cheng Qian's intuition is not the case.
If the relationship between the master and the master was as harmonious as it seemed, Cheng Qian couldn't figure out why the master never mentioned the master for so many years, and did not come to collect his body.
Bei Mingjun lowered his head slightly and asked patiently, "You dare to settle down even in the bloody storm. You are a daring little thing. What did you realize at that time?"
Cheng Qian hesitated for a moment, then replied politely: "Inspired by seniors and Tang Zhenren, this disciple has learned a little bit of 'no fear of the sky, no fear of the earth, no fear of people' from the seniors."
When Lord Beiming heard it, Baigan stared at Cheng Qian for a while, and then whispered, "Good boy, the bloodline that my Fuyao faction has cut off has resumed."
Cheng Qian was stunned when he heard these words.
In an instant, he remembered the inconsistency of his master's face, the huĂĄng rat lĂĄng that seemed to have died just now, and Jiang Peng's sentence "Half-human, not human" in the ghost way... All kinds of causes and effects were quickly connected, and Cheng Qian was almost gone in a blink of an eye. I understand the overtones in these words.
He turned his head sharply, staring in disbelief at his suddenly beautiful master.
Real Master Mu Chun raised his hand on top of his head and sighed: "If only you could give your fourth junior brother a little bit of your heart and mind - yes, Xiao Qian, you guessed it right, my Fuyao sect's bloodline has been around since long ago. It broke more than ten years ago, and I am also a dead person."
Cheng Qian clenched his teeth too tightly, and for a while there was a "cluck" sound, and he was speechless.
Real Master Mu Chun didn't care, but he still said eloquently: "My master at that time was at a critical juncture in retreat, and he had no time to take care of him. At this time, the eldest disciple Jiang Peng went into a devil's way and fell into the realm of ghosts. He went away and became the first resentful soul to die in the Soul Eater Lamp, but thanks to the blessing of his unfinished magic, he was able to escape with a ray of primordial spirit and fell into a little demon who was about to die due to a thunder calamity. It can be considered that the head seal of my Fuyao faction has been passed down."
There seems to be a sad expression on Beimingjun's face: "You..."
Real Man Mu Chun smiled and said, "This little monster's body is nothing, it's just too greedy."
Lord Beiming said in a low voice, "Attached to a dead body, you are not afraid that your primordial spirit will be exhausted, and your soul will be scattered and you will no longer be able to enter the reincarnation?"
Real Master Mu Chun slightly rolled up his sleeves, glanced down at his toes, and nonchalantly imitated Lord Beiming's tone with a smile: "It doesn't matter."
Cheng Qian asked in a low voice, "Master, who tore up the portrait in the Jinglou?"
Reality Mu Chun was stunned when he heard the words: "Why, didn't you clean up the gÄn net? Oh... that may be my gÄn, the primordial spirit was bitten by hundreds of ghosts in the Soul Eater Lamp, and after coming out, I couldn't help but feel resentment, and then Plus that little demon is a dead thing, and I wasn't used to it at first, so I'm afraid it's not clear for a while."
He said it lightly, but Cheng Qian felt as if he was choked in his chest, he hugged Mu Chun Zhenren's waist, and buried his head in his arms.
So warm... how could it be just a ray of primordial spirit?
Mu Chun continued, "I just fell into the body of a rat, and I haven't been able to walk on four legs yet. I rolled and crawled to find my master, but the result..."
Lord Beiming stood motionless in the same place, forming a lonely shadow.
"I saw the 'Four Sages' besieging Fuyao Mountain," Mu Chunzhen said to Cheng Qian, "I then realized that my master turned out to be a great demon, and the Four Sages are the great powers in the world. Fuyao Mountain hit Wangyou Valley, which is two hundred miles away, and the shocking catastrophe burned the valley into a sea of ââfire. After three years, there was no grass. Four saints, one death and three serious injuries, I guess if they just chose him to retreat. At the juncture, I still donât know who died under the ancient tree. Itâs just that I donât know much, so I donât know that Master, your old man is already ranked in the âNorthern Mingâ, disrespectful and disrespectful.â