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"Oh good," Yan Zhengming stopped his anger and said decisively, "That won't work."
Cheng Qian didn't choke with him, just shut his mouth and waited silently.
Millions of resentful souls sacrificed to the spirit stone, in the final analysis, it was because of Tongru.
Later, after lingering on for many years, Jiang Peng, who secretly refined the Soul Eater, was a nominal disciple of Fuyao.
Bloody vows that after catching the Soul Eater Lantern, Han Yuan, the magic dragon who guards the southern border for life, is also a disciple of Fuyao.
Three generations up and down, they can't get rid of the gān system, and they can't stay out of the situation.
Cheng Qian doesn't need to talk about these things in his own words, Yan Zhengming naturally knows it in his heart.
Sure enough, after a while, Yan Zhengming stood up abruptly, and walked around the house like a donkey for a few laps, complaining, "I knew this school was so troublesome, I shouldn't have taken Master's from you when I died. Head seal."
Cheng Qian knew that the tone in his heart had turned around, and he let him get angry without saying a word.
When Yan Zhengming saw that no one answered, he took the initiative to ask for trouble: "Are you dumb? Speak!"
"I... um," Cheng Qian thought about it and asked, "How about I warm you up today?"
Yan Zhengming jumped up and down when he heard bào: "I'm talking to you about business, what are you thinking about in your head? What a formality!"
Seeing his reaction, Cheng Qian felt as if he was an apprentice who had just finished molesting a woman from a good family, so he rubbed his nose in embarrassment.
Yan Zhengming: "Go, go, get out!"
Cheng Qian walked out silently.
"Stop," Yan Zhengming was so annoyed that he didn't say anything. He hesitated for a while between face and benefit, and then flatly avoided the falsehood and said shamelessly, "Who told you to get out?"
Cheng Qian: "..."
Rao is because he asked the senior brother in charge, and also felt that this product was too difficult to serve.
"It's not impossible, but I want to go with you." Yan Zhengming coughed lightly, turned slightly serious, and said, "In a few days, Han Yuan will go south with the White Tiger Villa and their group, puddle Li Yun... and your cheap one. The apprentice stays behind to watch the house."
"It's not right," Cheng Qian said, "I thought that everything would become a stone on Fuyao Mountain. If you really left, Second Senior Brother and the others may not be able to hold it."
Yan Zhengming frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Then close the mountain again, and let Li Yun and the others go on behalf of the sect and those who exorcise the demons, and we will be counted."
Cheng Qian was thinking about the unknown problems left in his soul, and he didn't dare to talk to Yan Zhengming about this for the time being. He wanted to act alone, and he also had this consideration - the consequences of the painting of the soul that fell on Han Yuan a hundred years ago were too tragic. He was bitten by a snake once, and was afraid of the rope for ten years. .
Cheng Qian thought for a while, then went around the corner to find an excuse: "This has to be considered in the long run. The blood oath was initiated by Shang Wannian, and now that he is dead, the new owner of the White Tiger Villa still doesn't know his name, although he has the blood oath in hand. , but those disciples may not be able to control Han Yuan, and Bian Xu left again in anger. Besides, looking at his appearance, he knew that his cultivation had stagnated. I am afraid that it will not be a few years. Now there is no one who speaks in the Central Plains. In the chaos, you still have to seal the mountain and go to the north with me, maybe..."
Yan Zhengming stared at him silently.
Cheng Qian said calmly: "Maybe even if I have no opinion, others may not agree."
"Cheng Qian," Yan Zhengming sneered, "don't think I don't know what you're thinking through the clothes and human skin."
Cheng Qian: "..."
His patience with good words finally came to an end, and he frowned: "I'm just running errands, are you going to stick with me for the rest of my life?"
"That's right," Yan Zhengming said, "I just want to put you under house arrest on Fuyao Mountain for the rest of your life, what else do you want to say? 'There is a time to let loose in prison' right? Yes, you can let loose in prison, but you can't— -Well, that's what I thought, do you regret it now?"
Cheng Qian and him had been arguing since childhood, and they knew very well about this person's unreasonable, rambunctious and other characteristics. He was a little annoyed, and was about to open his mouth to fight, but suddenly found Yan Zhengming's lips trembling slightly, and he could barely see the blood. His stern voice seemed to contain deeply buried pain, vaguely old scars, hidden at the bottom by the sternness.
Cheng Qian's words reached his lips, and suddenly he couldn't go on.
He involuntarily held his hand that had hidden Ting Qiankun and thought, "Can I believe this?"
Cheng Qian was silent for too long, which made Yan Zhengming almost a little scared.
The words blurted out without thinking. Yan Zhengming couldn't tell whether it was true or angry, but it didn't prevent him from regretting it. At this time, his mind was blank for a while, and he couldn't figure out how to get it back. come to me……"
"Okay." Cheng Qian suddenly said, "If you really want to follow, let's go together, but I'm afraid you have to hurry back."
Yan Zhengming looked at him blankly, but he didn't come back to his senses.
Cheng Qian's anger was completely vented, he sighed, and waved at Yan Zhengming: "Okay, don't be stunned, come here."
Sect Master Yan, who had just been so aggressive and wanted to bite, was completely subdued, and he followed him into the inner room with a low eyebrow.
The next day, Yan Zhengming announced his "sloppy" decision in a refreshing way, but Li Yun suffered.
Li Yun didn't expect that when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, there were so many things happening all the time, and he was almost overwhelmed by the stories that could be written in a picture book.
He looked blankly at his senior brother: "So?"
Yan Zhengming said: "You bring Nian Da and Shuikeng, look after Han Yuan for me, and go with them. We will come back to meet you in ten days and a half at most."
Li Yun said with a sneer: "Yes, I want to take my apprentice, watch the child, intimidate a junior brother who is too cruel to be beaten, and also hold the face of the sect, and help me with the matter of eliminating demons and defending the waySenior brother, may I ask you? Do you have three heads and six arms?"
Yan Zhengming said: "Hey, you entered the Dao with a series of nine links, you have a clever mind, and you have always been very good at it. I believe that these things can't help you."
At this time, don't dislike his low cultivation base and do not do the right job! Li Yun wanted to smash this false praise back on the face of the head senior brother, and he roared: "Fuck off, whoever loves it, I don't care anymore! You can just throw me out of the master!"
Li Yun, who has lived in dire straits all the year round, often has to roar in protest. Yan Zhengming has long been used to it and ignored him at all. He turned to the puddle next to him. The puddle seemed to have not recovered from what happened the night before. Looking at the limp, there is nothing spiritual.
"Little Junior Sister, come with me." Yan Zhengming said.
This was the first time Yan Zhengming took the initiative to go out since he was living in Qing'an. He directly led the puddle to the unknown hall.
The shabby thatched hut where Mu Chun lived in is still the same as it was in the past. Daoists would come to clean it every day, and the yard was very clean. Puddle gave him a bewildered look, not knowing what that meant.
Yan Zhengming pointed at the three-legged broken wooden table and said: "Under the table is engraved the door rules of my Fuyao School. When your brothers entered the door, everyone had more than forty-nine times. As for these door rules, do you need to follow them? , you can figure it out for yourself, the rules such as not entering the mountain on the 15th day of the new year are for children who have just started to read, you can copy it twice, don't take it too seriously."
When he said this, he paused slightly, cleared his throat, and said sternly: "I sent the disciples to enter the entrance, and there should have been a master who brought them to Shizhitang and gave them the precepts in person. Although you have entered the entrance for a hundred years, you have never gone through this step. Now that the master is gone, I, as a senior brother, have no choice but to take over—"
Puddle's eyes widened.
Yan Zhengming lowered his eyes and looked at her, and said, "You are cheerful by nature, but you are not out of proportion, you will not think too much about everything, and you will not overdo it. This is very good. A daydream, cultivation will go to a higher level.”
I heard that even when the master gave the precepts, he was first scolded, and then gave the precepts. Shuikeng did not expect that the senior senior brother had such a high evaluation of her, and he was at a loss for a while.
Yan Zhengming said: "I asked you to pass on the message to your fourth senior brother, 'Fuyao has been humane since ancient times and does not have to obey the mandate of Heaven,' and of course it does not need to be born. You should have been born with blood, but you didn't. You should have been robbed. Come, but grew up to be so big in peace, Master Tong Ru wanted to change the fate of the sect and the fate of the master, but now it seems that all of them have failed, only to help you unintentionally and send you At this point, it can be seen that some things do not need to be overly attached - I will give you the word 'natural' today as a precept, and I hope that in the future, whether you are a powerful person who can make the monsters bow down, or only a failure in the sect The little disciples of my lord are all calm about their own ins and outs, and they don’t have to be proud of themselves, and they don’t have to suffer, three thousand avenues.
He was rarely so serious, and the puddle had an illusion for a while. She felt that the senior brother was like an immortal ridge, which was always inconspicuously supported in the depths of Fuyao Mountain. Very occasionally, the hardness and quietness of the sword will be revealed.
Shuikeng was brought up by the senior brothers. Compared with the ambiguous attitude and refusal to recognize her biological father, the senior senior brother was more like her father.
Her nose suddenly became sour, and with a muffled "um", she said in a stern voice, "Yes, thank you brother."
Unfortunately, before she was finished, she saw Yan Zhengming let out a long sigh of relief, and said with disgust and briskness, "I've already dealt with you. I have become a family member... Later, you will clean up the unknown hall, and I will be away in two days. You follow Li Yun to copy the rules, and don't go out and cause trouble. "
Puddle: "..."
Okay, the goodness of the big brother is always just a glimpse, and the ugly face has a long history.
In this way, Yan Zhengming re-sealed Fuyao Mountain, which had reappeared in the world for a few days, and everyone was ready to go their separate ways again.