Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Trick

"Grandma, what did you say?"

Cangling took Feng Yu's hand and asked him to sit down again: "Maomao, when you come back this time, although you are much smarter, you don't like to smile as much as before." You have something on your mind. ”

Feng Yu's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips and was silent.

"Mao Mao, do you know that the Nine Yuan Immortal Monarch is the head of the three great immortal monarchs in the immortal world, as his apprentice, he should take cultivating immortals as his lifelong goal. ”

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously tightened his sleeves: "Oh." ”

"But having said that, becoming an immortal is not so easy. So, Maomao, what do you think in your heart?"

Feng Yu hesitated: "Grandma, don't you think I'm like this, it's very undeserved?"

"We don't have so many worldly precepts here. And most importantly, what do you think. ”

"I ......" Feng Yu raised his eyes to look at Cangling, "Grandma, I actually have something I want to ask you." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Aside from amnesia and pulling out the roots of love, what else can be done to make people less emotional?"

Cangling frowned slightly, and looked directly at Feng Yu with a pair of eyes: "Maomao, why do you ask that?"

"Because, Master, he ......" Feng Yu smiled bitterly, "I know it." ”

When Cangling heard this, a trace of surprise flashed on his face that had always been calm: "Then how did he react?"

Feng Yu took a deep breath and briefly told Cangling about the previous things such as being pulled out of love roots and erasing memories.

"Grandma, I don't want to forget my love for Master, and I don't want to pull out the roots of my love again, I just want to follow Master like this. However, Master disagreed. Feng Yu said, his eyes gradually reddened, "He asked me to come back to live, and said that he would retreat and cultivate after he went back, and I don't know how long." Grandma, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to see Master again in the future. ”

Cangling stroked Feng Yu's face distressedly: "Maomao, don't cry, grandma will help you." ”

"Grandma, do you have a solution?"

Cangling lowered his eyes, and with a turn of his wrist, he saw a small brown pill appear in his palm: "This pill can help you suppress the root of love, so that you are no longer so easy to get emotional." ”

"It's not that easy anymore, that is, is it still possible?"

"Hmm. ”

"I don't know if Master will agree to this. ”

Cangling smiled: "Silly Maomao, why do you want to tell the truth?"

"What?"

"What your master cares about is that you are in love that you shouldn't be, you just need to tell him that you have taken the medicine given by your grandmother, and you will not be emotionally attached to him in the future, right? How does he know what the effect of the medicine you are taking? You should be careful on weekdays, so as not to be seen by him. ”

Feng Yu looked stupid: "Can it still be like this?"

"Why not?" Cangling raised his eyebrows, revealing a sly smile, and handed the pill to Feng Yu, "Take it." ”

......

After Feng Yu left, Ying Shan walked in with tea: "Grandmother, didn't you make Mao Mao sink deeper and deeper by doing this?"

"Otherwise, forcibly erase Maomao's memory and pluck out his love roots?"

"But deceiving the Holy Venerable like this, if he finds out in the future, Mao Mao is afraid that it will be difficult to be a master and apprentice with him again. ”

Cangling hooked his lips and smiled: "Shan'er, just after coming into contact with the Holy Venerable, what do you think of him?"

Ying Shan thought for a moment: "Be polite, speak and behave gently and politely. ”

"Well, judging from what Mao Mao said, he is a very affectionate person. Even if you know Maomao's thoughts, you will find a way to keep him and take care of him. Although it was because of his eldest disciple, it could be seen that he really cared about Mao Mao. Therefore, if he notices it in the future, he may not be ruthless enough to cut off relations with Maomao. Furthermore," Cangling turned his eyes to look at Ying Shan, and the light in his eyes darkened, "How do you ensure that he won't be tempted in the process of getting along with each other?"

Ying Shan was stunned: "Grandmother, what do you mean ......?"

Cangling smiled but did not speak.

"However, the Holy Venerable is cultivating immortals, how can it be ......?"

"Immortals can still move mortal hearts, let alone people who have not yet become immortals?" Cangling raised his eyebrows, "The Holy Venerable is born with spiritual roots and is a good seedling for cultivating immortals, but what will be the result in the future, who can say for sure?"

"The Holy Venerable takes cultivating immortals as the right path, if it is because Mao Mao misses the path of immortals, wouldn't it be Mao Mao's sin?"

"But all immortal cultivators must go through calamities, and Mao Mao is his calamity. If he can't become an immortal because of this, it's also his own problem. The will is not strong, the determination is not strong, no wonder Mao Mao. ”

Ying Shan had an expression of "Grandmother, you have a grudge against the Holy Venerable": "Really?"

"Hmm. ”

"However, as a disciple of the Nine Yuan Immortal Monarch, I am afraid that the Holy Venerable will not be so easily shaken. I'm worried that I'm going to end up hurting Maomao. Ying Shan couldn't help frowning when she said this.

"So, we're going to give Mao Mao a hand. If it doesn't work out in the end, it's not too late to find a way to erase Maomao's memory. ”

"It doesn't seem like a good thing to do that. ”

"Just be nice to Maomao. ”

Ying Shan thought for a while, and looked at Cangling suspiciously: "Grandmother, you shouldn't be taking revenge on the Nine Yuan Immortal Monarch, right?"

Cangling snorted and did not deny it: "That bastard has always thought very highly of himself, looking down on us strangers, among his disciples, the favorite is this Spirit Clan Holy Venerable, if he is abducted by our Mao Mao, that bastard will definitely be so angry that he vomits blood." ”

Ying Shan touched her nose: So, don't offend the woman, otherwise, even if 1,800 years have passed, I will still think of the law to take revenge on you.

......

Feng Yu came out of Cangling, typed countless drafts along the way, and finally ran to Yueqingge without changing his face.

"Master, my grandmother gave me a medicine, and I will never have that mind again. ”

Yue Qingge looked at Feng Yu with fixed eyes: "What kind of medicine is it?"

"I, I don't know, anyway, grandma said that she could suppress my love roots and let me stop ...... to my master" Feng Yu lowered his head, for fear of being seen by Yue Qingge.

"Take your pulse for the teacher. ”

Feng Yu stretched out his hand and looked at the sleeping little fox in Yue Qingge's arms, so as to divert his attention and make his heartbeat look peaceful.

Although this little guy is ugly, he is still quite discerning. If you don't want anyone, you just want the beauty master to hug you. It's a good thing that this is the case, otherwise the master would have left. Well, to show my gratitude, I'll sing you a song later.

Feng Yu thought about it for a while, and soon heard the beauty master say, "Okay." ”

"How's it going, Master?"

"There is indeed an unknown aura wandering at the root of your affection. Can the old lady say when it will take effect?"

"Tomorrow. ”

"Good. ”

"That'...... Can I go back to Que Xian Mountain with Master?"

Before Yueqing Ge could speak, Xuan Li shouted, "Mao Mao, Holy Venerable, what are you talking about after eating?"

"Let's go eat first, we'll talk about it later. ”

Feng Yu nodded, and when he saw a table of melons, fruits and vegetables, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Brother, won't this be all?"

"Isn't it enough?" Xuan Li happily took a bite of the fruit, "If it's not enough, I'll pick some later." ”

"Where's the rice?"

"Isn't this just rice?"

Feng Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth: I'll go, this is also called "rice"? It's over, how will you live in the future?

Suddenly, a palm-sized pale yellow fruit was delivered to him. Feng Yu rolled his eyes and saw the beauty master withdraw his hand.

"Snowfall, vegetarian eating is more conducive to cultivation. ”

"Oh, okay. ”