The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

"Xiao Qu'er," Fang Xiu struggled for a moment in the face of successive indifference, "how about..."

"How about you come to be my apprentice. I can teach you the Taoism and swordsmanship taught by your senior brother."

One after another, his expression became impatient and his face sank: "Didn't the uncle say last time that Sen Luojian's lineage is either a hypocrite or a real villain. Uncle Shi himself is not a good person."

Fang Xiu's eyes darkened: "But I never thought of harming you."

"Then why does Master want to harm me?" He sneered one after another, "If he really wanted to harm me, why bother to accept me as a disciple? I am alone, and I have nothing worth plotting against."

"Why do you believe in Wen Feng so deeply?" Fang Xiu stared at the other party for a moment, "Because he is kind to you? You are blinded by his kindness, blinded by his kindness, and do not want to know his true face?"

They frowned one after another.

He is indeed a person who has a clear distinction between likes and hates, and he will repay what he has.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be overwhelmed and plan to deal with opponents who are several times stronger than him, even if what he does is ultimately futile.

He believed in Master's character and didn't want to hear others slander him.

The corners of Jing Jing's mouth slightly raised, and there was a bit of presumptuousness in the cold smile: "Then the uncle is talking about, what kind of unreasonable things did the master do?"

Fang Xiu was startled suddenly.

His eyebrows and eyes, which were as dazzling as white jade carvings, were captivating, and he immediately wanted to cut open Wen Feng's majestic appearance, so that these eyes could take a good look at the dark inside.

It's a pity he couldn't say it.

Senluo Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, all of them are top-notch talents, and there has never been a good person-Senluo swordsmanship is treacherous and changeable, and it is difficult for people with a decent heart to practice to great success.

He has been with his senior brother since he was a child, and he knows that the other party is decent, but he has never explored what bad things the other party has done.

Wenfeng was indifferent to all his actions, and neither was he.

The two brothers and sisters never interfere with each other.

He couldn't really say what Wenfeng did in a certain year and a certain month.

He didn't know, never cared.

"There must be some groundless rumours, and there must be some groundless rumours." One after another, he continued to sneer, "Uncle Shi is talking nonsense, and he can't even make up a story that doesn't exist, so how can it be convincing?"

He didn't want to listen to Fang Xiu's nonsense anymore, so he cupped his hands slightly: "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first, and I hope my uncle will forgive me."

As soon as the voice fell, he stepped up and walked past the other party, resolutely leaving here.

***

The mountain mist is gray, and the clouds are light.The rising sun covers all things.

The clock ticked down at eight o'clock, and they stood at the entrance of the Dust Wind Hall on time one after another.

Daoist Juechen pampered and indulged this second apprentice, and did not have any rules and requirements—except for the routine greetings twice a day in the morning and evening.

When entering the main hall one after another, Fang Xiu was circling around Taoist Juechen, talking about something.

Even seeing him come in, he didn't stop.

It doesn't seem to be something to avoid.

They stood aside respectfully one after another and listened to a few words.

Fang Xiu asked Taoist Juechen to call him the next time he left the mountain.

The Yantian Realm is a world with a round sky.The mountains and rivers are vast, and the upper, middle and lower floors divide many boundaries.In some places, there has been peace for a hundred years, and in others, there have been wars for thousands of years.

Taoist Juechen often travels down the mountain alone.Aimless, at will.

He has the world in his heart, and he also helps the common people. Whenever he encounters evil spirits on the road, he will definitely kill the evil spirits and do justice for the sky.

People who practice Taoism rarely get involved in mortal affairs, and most of them regard mortals as mere ants and let them fend for themselves.

Daoist Juechen is different from ordinary monks.

If you encounter injustice in the mortal world, you will draw your sword to help punish evil and promote good.He is a hero among the monks who is righteous and courageous.

Continuation, who was originally a mortal, was saved by Taoist Juechen because of this.

Fang Xiu was talking to Taoist Juechen, but his eyes were looking at one after another: "Brother, let me follow and see what bad things you do when you go down the mountain."

One after another: "..."

He ranted against Fangxiu yesterday, and asked him to tell how his master was so beautiful and jaded.

Fang Xiu couldn't make it up.

Unexpectedly, he planned to follow the master down the mountain, chasing after the wind.

Taoist Juechen smiled lightly: "I don't plan to go down the mountain anytime soon."

Fang Xiu persisted: "Then I want to go down the mountain tomorrow, so you go with me."

He wholeheartedly wanted to find some evidence as soon as possible, and put it in front of him, to convince him that his senior brother was indeed a hypocrite with a good face and an evil heart.

Juechen: "I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't go down the mountain with you."

"What is more important than my junior brother." Fang Xiu scorned, snorted softly, "Whoever has business with you, I have business with him."

He has always been like this, pestering him endlessly if his request is not fulfilled, until the other party nods in agreement, endlessly.

Daoist Juechen twitched his eyebrows slightly, as if he was about to nod in agreement.

One after another hastily said: "Master is the master of the mountain, and he is full of miscellaneous things. If the uncle doesn't dislike it, can I let the disciple do it for me and accompany the uncle down the mountain?"

Fang Xiu, who is sickly and crazy, wants to pull the master down from the cloud, so that all his rebellious relatives are isolated and helpless, so that it will be easier to start, and imprison/imprison/invade/occupy the senior brother who wants nothing.

He must try to keep Fang Xiu away from the master as much as possible, and not let him find an opportunity to deliberately slander the good deeds done by the master as bad things.

"Xiao Qu'er, what can you do for me, there is no need..." Fang Xiu was stunned before he could finish his words.

He blurted out the words without thinking, and only after he finished speaking did he come back to his senses: One after another, he said that he wanted to accompany him down the mountain? !

He was eager to see what Wenfeng was doing when he went out, so as to find evidence of the other party's crimes.

But one after another accompanied him down the mountain to travel together...

My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't measure the time, so I made a choice: "Xiao Qu'er, I want to go down the mountain right now, so you go with me."

He hooked his hands, indicating to follow one after another.

They are leaving now!

"Xining," Daoist Juechen walked up to Lilian, blocking the passage out of the palace door without a trace, "You can do whatever you want, don't drag Axu to play around with you."

He turned around one after another, and stretched out his hands to straighten his unruly sideburns: "The master of Fengming Peak has composed a new piano piece, and he invites the masters of other peaks to appreciate it together. When Qin Shi arrives, we will go together. "

"Xining, are you going?"

The master of Fengming Peak hosted a banquet. Although Qin Shi and Fang Xiu were not the masters of the peak, no one dared to despise them, so they naturally received the invitation.

Fang Xiu was frivolous and frivolous, and he didn't have much interest in banquets, so he had long forgotten about it.

He could go or not, but now that he knew that Wenfeng was going to take him one after another, he didn't want to go down the mountain in an instant, he nodded and said, "Let's go, why don't you go."

His hair was being fiddled with, and his mood was indescribably awkward one after another.

Hearing Fang Xiu's words, he pretended to turn his head to look at the fickle master uncle, and let the blue hair slip from the master's slender fingertips.

It just so happened that Qin Shi also entered Chenfeng Palace at this moment, and after seeing the ceremony, the four of them headed to Fengming Peak together.

The master of Fengming Peak set up the banquet venue in a water pavilion orchid pavilion.

There are thousands of hectares of blue waves, the water and the sky are the same color, the smoke is condensed and the mountains are purple at dusk.

The owner of the peak, Ouyang Lige, and several female disciples of Fengming Peak sat in the water pavilion with red railings and bamboo curtains, and the guests sat around the pavilion.

There is a magic circle on the water surface of Yutan, which turns the bright mirror-like lake surface into a transparent solid ground.The banquet table floats on the surface of the water, and people sitting on the water are like sitting on flat ground, without getting their clothes or feet wet, but the water beneath them is sparkling.

The seats are arranged in the order of the twelve peaks of Qiantian. On the left side of Juechen Daojun's table is Huantian Daojun, and on the right are Fang Xiu and Qin Shi.

The name of this banquet is to invite the peak owners to listen to the music, but in fact, because Fang Xiu and Liu Changji had a big fight the day before yesterday, several peak owners hope to use this banquet to sit together to cook wine and talk, talk and drink tea, Putting aside the previous quarrel, Lingyuan Peak and Huantian Peak reunited.

Taoist Juechen and Taoist Huantian have been close friends for many years, and they are talking and laughing at this moment, and their relationship is as close as ever.

Fang Xiu and Qin Shi also looked calm and took it calmly.

After getting used to being hypocritical and submissive one after another, he even forgot and followed suit, as if nothing had happened.

The several peak masters secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and tacitly stopped mentioning the matter of the day before yesterday.

Most of the peak masters who have disciples, like Taoist Juechen, bring personal attendants.

The strong in the Yantian Realm are respected, and the etiquette is strict.The Nascent Soul Venerables were seated, and the disciples stood aside respectfully and waited on them.

Lian Lie originally planned to stand obediently beside the master like other disciples, but he heard the other party softly whisper: "Xu, sit next to me."

He was a little surprised, and looked around quietly with downcast eyes: everyone was standing in an orderly manner, and no one was overstepping.

Daoist Juechen chuckled lightly: "You and I have the same affection as them."

This sounds a bit wrong.

The master often speaks surprisingly, and the teasing meaning in the words is somewhat ambiguous and suspicious.

It's fine to pamper and indulge him in Lingyuan Peak on weekdays, but it seems inappropriate in front of so many outsiders at this moment.

One after another, he was in a dilemma and dared not move without authorization.

"Why," said Juechen teasingly, "don't you listen to my teacher?"

"Xiao Qu'er," Fang Xiu interjected at this moment, "If you don't want to sit at the same table with senior brother, come here and sit next to me."

One after another: "..."

What is the difference between the two?Aren't they all from the generation of his disciples, did they take the seat beyond the courtesy? !

Taoist Juechen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ah, continue?"

Master's orders were hard to disobey, so they bit the bullet one after another and sat down beside the master.

Sure enough, as soon as he was seated, dozens of eyes shot at him with doubts and scrutiny.

The peak masters have all heard how much Taoist Juechen dotes on this peerless second apprentice.

But this is a matter of their own family, and it is not easy for others to comment.

Not long after, everyone arrived, Fengming Peak Master and his disciples began to play music and dance.

Fengming Peak majors in the sound path, and most of the peak are female cultivators, and the swordsmanship they practice is also graceful and graceful sword dance.

The female nuns have icy muscles and fine bones, graceful and elegant, with sleeves that shake fragrance, shake wind and water, dance gracefully and gracefully, and never tire of watching them.

The high-status peak masters can appreciate it to their heart's content. Even though they are seated one after another, they lower their eyebrows and lower their eyes like other disciples, and it is not appropriate to look directly at them.

Taoist Juechen is also not good at this way. Not long after the banquet started, he smiled and said to each other: "Xu, I want to eat grapes as a teacher."

On the table are fine wine and tea, and many fairy fruits nourished by spiritual energy.

One after another sat at the side and was responsible for serving tea and water, but serving Master to eat was a difficult problem.

Master occasionally eats some snacks on weekdays, and he divides them into small pieces with a silver fork and feeds them to his mouth.

In the Dust Wind Palace, only the two of them can talk about it.

Now that there is a large audience, it seems that something is wrong.

Among the disciples who also served the peak master, some made tea and warmed wine, some peeled and picked seeds, and none of them fed their master.

One after another, they couldn't tell for a while, whether Master really wanted to eat grapes, or he was teasing himself again.

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

Fang Xiu: Wenfeng is a bad person!

One after another: Bah!

2.

One after another: Fang Xiu is sick and delicate, he wants his master to betray his relatives, and then monopolize him.

Fang Xiu:? ? ?