In-house help system

When Ji Wenliang returned to Luojing Mountain, Qing Yuan was making rain.

Famous teachers come from high-level apprentices, and small spells like the rain-avoidance spell are no problem for him now. With a light pinch, the whole body seems to form a barrier, and the raindrops fall from the sky. A bend, changed the path, fell into the soil.

With the diligent efforts of this dragon, the original gray-green lichen has been replaced by large moss, which is tender and beautiful.

The rainy road was slippery, and Ji Wenliang walked cautiously, leaving footprints of different shades.

After a while, he reached the gate of the main hall.

The door of the main hall was closed tightly, he raised his arm to knock on the door, but hesitated again.

In all fairness, Killing God treated him very well.

Although he is not as gentle as Zhu Yang Shenjun on the surface, he will never make things difficult for him.

If there is any order, it can be said that it is very easy to do small things such as serving tea, pouring water and grinding ink.

When teaching him calligraphy and spells, he was also very patient.

Thinking and training are boring, and in his spare time, he also teaches how to play chess, which is enough to show his thoughtfulness.

But looking back at myself, the first time I caught a monster, it didn't seem to be of much help.

Thinking back to the edge of the East China Sea, when I dodged the outstretched hand of Killing God, I seemed to catch a glimpse of a wave in his eyes.

Can't help but blame myself for doing something wrong.

The word "kill" means "kill", which is slightly different from "kill".

The son kills the father, and the minister kills the emperor, which means "killing".

God Killer was born in response to the heaven and the earth, can feel the evil spirits of the six realms, can kill the gods at the top, and kill demons at the bottom.

Therefore, where the killing of gods appears, there must be someone who is doing evil.

Those who are familiar with this matter will inevitably take a detour, and those who are not familiar with this matter, just listen to the name and avoid it.

Over time, no one dared to get close.

But Ji Wenliang is different.

He has been with Shi Shen for a long time, and he knows that he is not as scary as in the legend.

Besides, all the gods, ghosts and demons who have committed serious mistakes are killed by killing gods. It is an act of good deeds, so what is wrong?

On the contrary, it was my own fault.

Intense regret rose from the bottom of his heart, mixed with an indescribable sourness, and gradually spread.

No matter what, it's better to go in first.

He made up his mind and knocked on the door.

After two beeps, there was still silence.

Ji Wenliang's heart suddenly lifted, he...wasn't he kicked out?

Thinking about it carefully, he couldn't, after all, the barrier entering the mountain didn't stop him.

Just as he was considering whether to simply open the door and enter, a clear and clear child's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"The god is not back yet."

Ji Wenliang turned around and saw that it was Qing Yuan. He frowned and said, "Didn't you come back? Where did you go?"

Qing Yuan curled his lips and said: "You are so stupid, didn't you go out with Shenjun? Why don't you ask me?"

Ji Wenliang thinks about it too, he is really in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Since Shi Shen was not there, he didn't have so many scruples and pushed open the door of the main hall.

"Hey..." Qing Yuan suddenly grabbed his sleeve, walked around him a few times, and looked him up and down.

Ji Wenliang was confused by him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Have you gone to the human world?"

Ji Wenliang nodded.

"Then... have you visited the market in the human world?"

Ji Wenliang shook his head, how could he be so carefree.

Qing Yuan stomped his feet and said angrily, "Did you forget what I said?"

This dragon is a chatterbox, pulling Ji Wenliang to chat with him whenever he has something to do, chatting about everything.

There are too many things to say, Ji Wenliang didn't know which sentence he was referring to, so he shook his head again.

"Wine! Wine!"

Only then did Ji Wenliang remember that Qing Yuan once mentioned that the wine in the world has a different flavor than the wine in the sky, and he promised him that if he went to the world, he would bring him back a jar.

Unexpectedly, Qing Yuan remembered it so clearly, he was really addicted to alcohol.

He had no choice but to say apologetically, "I forgot this time, how about bringing it back for you next time?"

Qing Yuan snorted, turned and left.

Ji Wenliang has offended all the people in Luojing Mountain, one big and one small.

He sighed and walked into the hall.

Since Shi Shen was not around, he had no choice but to sit in front of the case and wait.

Wait until the sky turns from white to gray and gradually dims.

Until the last ray of sunlight died out, Luojingshan fell into deep darkness.

All the lanterns in the hall lit up at once, a gust of wind blew, the candlelight flickered, and the shadows swayed.

In the dim light, Ji Wenliang's eyelids gradually became heavy, and he propped his head on his hands, and fell asleep.

Outside of Kyushu, there is another realm called the Sea of ​​Clouds.

In the sea of ​​clouds, it is divided into two layers, the upper layer has ethereal aura that forms clouds, and the lower layer accumulates beautiful water to form a sea.

There is a fairy palace between the two floors, floating in mid-air, the bells are ringing, and three or five cranes are flying.

In front of the gate of the fairy palace, there is a Taoist boy guarding the gate.

This boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a moon white Taoist robe, combing his hair in a bun, with a bloody mole on the center of his eyebrows, and his cheeks were rosy.

At the beginning, he sat cross-legged in front of the door, but after a while, he stretched his legs and lay on his side as if he felt uncomfortable again. Finally, he leaned against the doorpost and narrowed his eyes.

A gust of bitter wind blew, causing Daotong's robe to flutter slightly. He felt a little cold and opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was a pair of black cloud boots embroidered with dark patterns, and when I looked up, I saw a expressionless face.

Startled, Daotong immediately stood up, gave a salute, and stammered, "Senior Brother Feng..."

The one who came was Killing God Fengli.

"I'm looking for Master." Feng Li said lightly.

"Master hasn't left the customs yet," Dao Tong looked at Feng Li, and replied cautiously, "Brother, do you want to go in and sit?"

Feng Li paused, and said, "No."

Daotong couldn't figure out what Feng Li's intention of coming here was, and seeing that he refused to enter the palace, he could only bow his head and said, "Respectfully send senior brother off."

Seeing him go away on the dark cloud, he was relieved.

After seeing off Feng Li, within half a moment, the messenger bell in Daotong's arms rang.

"Master is out!"

Daotong turned around and pushed open the palace door, muttering to himself: "Senior Brother Feng came by such a coincidence."

He walked along the bluestone-paved road, passed through the attics, and entered the Palace of Yinwang.

In the main hall, the four tripod pill furnaces are separated in four directions. In the center is an eight trigrams array, which is divided into black and white poles. An old man sits cross-legged in the center of the array.

This old man was dressed in a Tibetan Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk in his hand, with a childlike face and a benevolent face.

"Congratulations, master, for leaving the customs."

Daotong bowed deeply.

"Ah."

Master Taiqing nodded and asked, "Tongshi, what happened during my retreat?"

The Taoist named Tong Shi thought for a while and said, "Only Senior Brother Feng Li has been here twice."

"Li'er?" Daoist Taiqing showed a trace of surprise on his face, stroked his white beard, and asked, "Did he leave any words?"

"Senior Brother Feng didn't leave any words," Jie Shi replied, "But when I came here for the first time, I went to the Cangjing Pavilion to get a few fairy books, and the second time I came was just half a quarter of an hour ago. "

"Is it He Xianshu?"

Jie Shi has the ability of photographic memory, he listed them one by one: ""Wood Xingxin Method", "Ten Books of Cultivation", "Spirit Control Technique"..."

After a series of passages, Master Taiqing understood that these are some introductory fairy books for cultivation.

But what's the use of Feng Li taking these books?

Master Taiqing stretched out his left hand, recited the mantra silently, slid his thumb over the other four fingers, counted them in turn, opened his eyes, and said softly: "I understand."

Jie Shi saw the mysterious appearance of Master Taiqing, and asked curiously: "Master, is Senior Brother Feng in trouble?"

"Why did the disciple say such a thing?"

Jie Shi thought for a while, and said, "It's just that Brother Feng doesn't seem very happy."

Master Taiqing couldn't help being happy when he heard this, he chuckled and said: "My apprentice has been neither happy nor angry since he was a child, even I, the master, can't tell what he thinks. , you are clever."

Jie Shi chuckled, and said, "There is no joy or anger, but it's because everything can't be seen by Senior Brother Feng."

As soon as these words came out, Master Taiqing's original gentle face suddenly became serious.

Jie Shi didn't know what he said was wrong, he felt horrified, lowered his head, and secretly glanced at Master Taiqing from the corner of his eye.

I saw him closing his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

After a while, he ordered softly, "Chuan Chiyan, come here."

"Yes." Jie Shi bowed politely, turned around and retreated.

"No happiness, no anger, no worries, no worries, only then can you be a god."

Youyou sighed, and was blown away by the wind, disappearing in the empty hall.

Ji Wenliang didn't know where Shishen went. He participated in a thrilling battle and traveled in the illusion. He was exhausted physically and mentally, so even with his head on his hands, he slept very soundly.

In a daze, I felt a shadow over my head.

Ji Wenliang raised his head sleepily, and met the murderous eyes.

He hurriedly stood up and said, "God...the god is back."

As if being lazy was caught.

Feng Li nodded, as a response, and bent down to pick up the painting on the case.

The painting with the black snake on it was accidentally pressed under Ji Wenliang's arm, and it was already wrinkled.

Ji Wenliang smoothed out the wrinkles with quick eyes and hands, and said, "I'll do it."

Pick up the painting, turn around and walk towards the southwest corner where the box is placed.

He knew that it would be very difficult for Shi Shen to speak up, and it would be even more embarrassing if he kept silent, so he might as well find something to say and break the deadlock earlier.

So while opening the lid of the box, he said: "I was hurrying, but I came back earlier than Shenjun... Well, when I came back, Qingyuan happened to be in the rain, and I didn't notice it in normal times. There are so many trees growing on this mountain. The green grass here is... quite beautiful, if we plant more trees, it will be lush and lush within a few years..."

After saying so much in one breath, it was as if nothing had happened and no echo was heard.

Ji Wenliang was a little discouraged, but still cheered up, and continued: "The god...you must be tired today, do you want to drink some tea? It's just that the tea sent by Wuyi Xianshan has been finished, and only some tea from Lanzhou Prefecture is left. ,I……"

"you……"

Ji Wenliang hurriedly stopped, and stopped closing the box.

Feng Li paused, and then said: "Do you know the sea of ​​clouds?"

Ji Wenliang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

"The sea of ​​clouds is the real residence of my master Taiqing."

Unexpectedly, Killing God also has a master, which is not mentioned in the book.

What are you doing suddenly mentioning these things now?

Ji Wenliang couldn't figure out what Shi Shen was thinking, so he nodded half-understanding, waiting for him to continue.

"It was really inappropriate to send you to the Qiyang Palace earlier. After all, your attribute conflicts with that place, but the sea of ​​clouds is different..."

Ji Wenliang slipped his hand, and the lid of the box closed with a bang.

How could he fail to understand the meaning of killing God?

"It's my fault. I'm not good at learning and short-sighted. I was frightened for a while, so..."

"It's not your fault," Feng Li interrupted him, saying, "You are hardworking and fearless in times of danger. If you hadn't stabbed the snake today, I'm afraid..."

I'm afraid I can't save you either.

Speaking of the black snake, Ji Wenliang thought of the illusion. He took out the broken formation orb from his arms and said, "I... I was delayed because of something, otherwise I might be able to catch up with the god."

Then he reported the matter of the illusion and Qing Ge's entrustment to Killing God.

"If it wasn't for the Divine Lord, that snake would have harmed many more lives."

Feng Li couldn't hear him showing his kindness over and over again, he thought for a while and said: "The road to the demon world is far away, I will walk this journey with you tomorrow."

Ji Wenliang was overjoyed.

He mentioned this, on the one hand, because he didn't want to hide anything from Shi Shen, and on the other hand, he wanted to divert Shi Shen's attention, so that he didn't want to drive him away.

Unexpectedly, his careful calculation was completely wrong.

Feng Li continued: "I have some personal friendship with the demon world, if you want to stay there, it's okay."

After finishing speaking, he put on an appearance that he didn't need to talk anymore, and went straight into the inner hall.

Only Ji Wenliang was left alone, lying on the bed in the outer hall, tossing and turning.