Chapter Twenty-Nine: Ling Xiufeng's Stewardship

The monk was still chattering, and Bugui glanced at Feng Yin's increasingly gloomy face, and with some confusion, she coughed and interrupted the little monk's words. Just as he wanted to remind him, he received a look from the wind, so he shut up in recognition. The monk didn't know it, he was still concerned about Bugui, and asked if Bugui was uncomfortable and if he needed to take a break. Bugui didn't dare to say anything more, so he only shook his head. At this time, Feng Yin spoke, "You go with him." Bu Gui knew that he meant that he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he nodded, saluted him, and followed the monk to Ling Xiufeng's housekeeper's residence. She didn't know why Feng Yin did this, but now that he was her master, she would never doubt his decision.

After she left, Feng Yin took out a transmission note, said a few words, and let it go. The transmission notes fluttered but didn't know where they flew.

The little friar walked into the steward's courtyard and made an excuse to slip away. He has been in Kunlun for a few years, and he is oily and slippery on weekdays, and he likes to do the tricky things the most, but he is a person, don't look at the good things he usually gets along with everyone, he is exquisite, but what he is most afraid of is Ling Xiufeng's steward.

Why are you there? Steward Ling Xiufeng was very kind to the disciples on Ling Xiufeng on weekdays, and he was never harsh, but there was only one exception, and this person was the little monk who came back with his steps. The so-called one thing descends one thing, probably this is the meaning. The steward can be kind to any disciple, but he does not have a good face towards the little monk, as if everything he does is not pleasing to the eye, and if the monk stays in the steward's courtyard, the steward can train for a day, so the monk will never fall into the net when he has nothing to do on weekdays. Today is a coincidence, was assigned by Feng Yin to be a guide, and when he saw the small courtyard of the steward, he quickly found an excuse to slip away.

Bu Hui didn't know the reason, and when he saw his back leaving in a hurry, he was a little puzzled, and he was still thinking in his heart: Isn't it unwilling to send himself here? But it's not right, he was very enthusiastic along the way just now, and he couldn't wait to ask the eight generations of ancestors who had returned. Maybe there's something urgent to deal with, but I don't know.

Ling Xiufeng's stewardship cultivation was higher than all of them, so he knew everything that was happening outside the door, but today he didn't have the time to manage that kid, so he didn't show up. He had just received the transmission note, and knew that the female monk Feng Yin had received the apprentice who had come here. On weekdays, Feng Yin is not often in Ling Xiufeng, so he and Feng Yin have no intersection, let alone friendship. But he knew that the sect had always attached great importance to Feng Yin, and now even Bu Gui, who had just become his apprentice, was rising in value. The steward and Feng Yin have the same surname, and they are originally a family in the world, but since the steward came to Kunlun, because of some trivial matters at home, he has little contact with the family, and Feng Yin's personality is relatively withdrawn, and he has also come to Kunlun since he was a child, and the two are really not familiar. And he himself is a person who has lived for more than a hundred years, and he is more upright on weekdays, and he doesn't care about doing such villain behaviors that tend to be inflammatory, but as the steward of Yifeng, he will still arrange what he should do.

Bugui stepped forward with low eyebrows, bowed in a proper manner, and said: "The disciple of Fengyin's sect Bugui has seen the steward. The steward did not dare to hold her up, so he excused her and let her sit in a chair beside her and speak. He didn't shirk when he returned to the house, and sat down. In the meantime, Bu Gui secretly glanced at the steward a few times, only to see that Ling Xiufeng's steward was an old man with a face of more than fifty years, and she couldn't see it now. But as far as physiognomy is concerned, Bugui guessed that he should be cultivating during the foundation building period. In the Kunlun Gate, ordinary monks can take Dingyan Pill after reaching the foundation building period to maintain their youth and beauty. However, looking at the face of the steward, he should not have taken the Dingyan Pill. However, even if the average monk does not take the Dingyan Pill, his appearance will not change much in the later stage of cultivation, but he is just an ordinary person in his fifties. It will not become gray-haired and old-fashioned. But even so, such an old man's appearance is a special one among the young faces of Kunlun. Feng Yin is a special one, because he was relatively young when he built the foundation, and later with the deepening of his cultivation, although he did not take Dingyan Dan, his appearance has been maintained in his twenties.

The steward instructed the little monk in the room to serve tea, and then said straight to the point: "I know that you have now entered the Fengyin Sect, and since you have entered his door, you are Ling Xiufeng's people." If you have any needs in the future, you can come to me to mention, I and your master are originally a family in the world, and my surname is Feng. Bugui was a little surprised when she heard this, she really didn't expect that Feng Yin still had a family in Kunlun, she always thought that Feng Yin was alone, loved to travel, and had no family ties. I don't know what he thinks, but he doesn't seem to be warm with his family. It's the same with this wind manager, when he mentions Feng Yin, he has no intimacy with his family, just a stranger's attitude. Bugui was puzzled, but knew that now was not the time to pursue this, so he stood up and thanked her, and the steward waved at her and motioned for her to sit down again.

After she sat down again, she continued: "Your master now lives in a cave mansion south of Ling Xiufeng, which he opened up by himself after the foundation building period, if you want to be closer to him, you can also go to the south peak to open a cave mansion." If you find it troublesome, the monks on Ling Xiufeng also have a gathering place, which is specially prepared for outer disciples, you can also choose one according to your heart, there are all kinds of things in it, and you can move in at any time. What about your opinion? ”

Bugui listened to this and thought about it seriously. Living with a master is naturally excellent, and you can ask for advice at any time if you have any questions about your cultivation. But on the way to the small courtyard where the steward came, the monk who led the way could tell her about the topography of Ling Xiufeng. Therefore, she knew that the south side of Ling Xiufeng was full of cliffs, and she could naturally come and go as freely as she cultivated like Feng Yin, so she naturally didn't have to think about these problems. But the step back cannot be ignored.

Not to mention the difficulty of digging the cave by yourself, even this is also a problem. At present, he is only a second-level Qi cultivation cultivator, and what he has mastered is only the first order of the mastery technique, even if he uses the first level of the mastery technique, he is only five meters above the ground, but the height of the cliff is dozens of meters. In this way, it will not work. However, in the future, you can consider digging another one next to the master's cave.

At the moment, he can only live in the monk's courtyard first.