"Since you want to be my disciple for the time being, what should be handed over to you is still to be handed over to you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" The fake fairy touched his messy white stubble and said.

"But this...."Jiang Xiaoyu hesitated to refuse.

He is usually a person who likes to take advantage of others, even if he is only three cores and two dates, he can be very happy. But there are always accidents in everything, and there is a class of people who will never take advantage of it - the people who owe others first.

He and the fake immortal have never known each other in their lives, and they have no doubt that they have lent him the identity of their disciples, which is already a favor. If so, if the false immortal wants to give him something more, he really deserves it.

"Well, I don't need to say more. Don't worry, I won't teach you what I shouldn't teach you. If you don't learn something from me, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hide it from the eyes of someone with a heart, and the identity of this disciple won't be able to be hidden for long at all. I don't know what you're going to do, but you don't want to. The fake fairy waved his hand and interrupted.

"Then I'll thank my seniors. "The situation is indeed as the fake fairy said, Jiang Xiaoyu can no longer refuse.

What he had to do next was really dangerous and difficult. If there is no reliable identity cover-up, it really won't work.

"Alright, alright, don't get this meaty. It's rare to see you as a smart boy that I like, don't make yourself stupid. Otherwise, I'm going to turn around and kick you out, old man. The fake fairy frowned, very dissatisfied with the appearance of Jiang Xiaoyu's mother-in-law.

"Well, since that's the case, old man, then you're welcome. After Jiang Xiaoyu figured it out, a bad smile appeared on his face. With the scar on the left side of his face, he looks really a little dissolute.

"That's right, that's right. If a smart descendant like you becomes stupid, then I will be really lonely. The fake fairy smiled sincerely, and seemed to like Jiang Xiaoyu's most natural appearance.

After that, the false gods began to teach.

"The Dao inheritance of my lineage is only one word, and that is emptiness. The so-called emptiness, illusory, and chaotic incarnation, then all things are indispensable, and there is no way. In this way, we can accept all things, perform a thousand ways, and be able to do anything. I can't tell you the trick, and you can't. But if you want to imitate five or six points, it must not be difficult. Although the words were discussed, his tone was very affirmative.

"Yes, if it's just five or six points, it's not difficult for me, but it's useless. Jiang Xiaoyu said.

The principle of what the false immortal said is very similar to the Tao he himself cultivated, and there are similarities. In addition, his wedding dress method, which is already particularly suitable for evolution, as long as he tries it for a few days, he can achieve five or six points of similarity, which is definitely handy.

However, the degree of five or six points can only deceive ordinary people. In front of a character as flawless as a mirror, the effect is minimal.

Moreover, if it was only to this extent, it would not help him at all.

"Hehe, then. The fake immortal seemed to have expected Jiang Xiaoyu to say this.

As soon as Jiang Xiaoyu's words fell, he casually threw a small woodcarved fish sculpture in his stall to Jiang Xiaoyu, and then said: "With this, these five or six points can be added at least three more layers, so that it is enough for you to be fake and real in front of the vast majority of people." ”

This is!

Rubbing the rough and cheap wood carving in his hand, Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with surprise and amazement, and he knew that he was still underestimating the fake immortal in front of him.

He thought that he was not mistaken, this wood carving should have been given to others for free, and no one else would want it. It's not the kind of treasure that is ruined at all, and the gold and jade are rare and exotic.

However, it is such a thing, but just because it stayed in the hands of the fake immortal for a while, it turned into a Dao treasure, which is incredible.

This kind of means of casually using one's own Dao rhyme to alienate a mortal thing, is it really something that a fake immortal can do?

I'm afraid that the true immortals of the red dust in the world are coming, and that's it.

What is the origin of this old man?

In addition to the master, this fake immortal has become the second bad old man in the world who has aroused Jiang Xiaoyu's interest at this moment.

Feeling the empty Dao rhyme on the wood carving, his thoughts diverged.

"Don't think about it, with this kung fu, you might as well practice a few more treasures of my faction, and pretend to be a full set. The fake fairy threw it away again.

This time, he threw in a tattered ancient book that recorded some of the treasures of his sect. These are all techniques created by his ancestors according to the Dao they have realized, and when combined with the Dao cultivated by the people of this sect, the power will be even higher.

In addition, this is not the summary of the experience left by the predecessors in the cultivation of the Tao. Later generations can use these treasures to reverse the Tao and Dharma of their predecessors, and get great guidance and hints from them, which is an immeasurable wealth.

For any sect or inheritance, this can be regarded as a secret that the sect does not pass on to the outside world and desperately protects. But in the hands of this fake immortal, it was like garbage, and he threw it to Jiang Xiaoyu at will, just like if he held it in his hand, his hands would become dirty.

Or, instead of being like, it's treated like garbage.

Looking at the cover that had been gnawed by wild dogs, Jiang Xiaoyu was speechless and silent.

He suddenly felt that his life during this period was too colorful, and he was the only one who left others speechless, but in just over a month, everything has changed.

From the flawless mirror, to the butterfly, to the fierce red clothes, and now the fake fairy, he suddenly felt that he was really a normal person, but he liked to play pranks a little. Compared to these people, it is really a bit of a trivial.

"Alas, old man, what is the name of your sect, in the future, I must have a name when I go out. Not in a hurry to read the ancient books, Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly thought of a key question.

There is this kind of ancient book preservation, as a sect with a heritage, at least it is a glorious big school, and it is definitely not a nameless small school.

"No name, I've long forgotten, I can't remember. You can call it whatever you want, or it doesn't matter if you call it a vicious dog. Anyway, I am the only one in my sect at present, and you are also the new generation of senior disciples of my sect, so be whatever you want. At this time, the fake fairy had already squinted his eyes again and pretended to sleep, and replied casually, not caring at all.

After speaking, it seemed that he was afraid that Jiang Xiaoyu would continue to dwell on this issue and disturb him, and by the way, he waved his hand impatiently like chasing flies.

My cheap master must be crying at the moment.

Jiang Xiaoyu originally thought that he was lazy, but he should have really reached the extreme. However, today he realized that he was just on the road to laziness on the great road of life.

He can be lazy with himself, too lazy to move, too lazy to think, too lazy to talk, and even too lazy to compare himself with others. However, when he asked himself, Jiang Xiaoyu felt that he would never be able to do it, and when he was the only one left in his own sect, he didn't even bother to remember the name of this sect.

This is not even a single lazy word that can be described, it is not an exaggeration to call it ruthless.

He suddenly discovered that there was a kind of laziness, which could be absolutely lazy, lazy to be ruthless, and too lazy to be called lazy.

Emptiness: All things become empty, and all feelings become empty?

Could it be that the pinnacle of the Tao is really ruthless?

Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly pondered.

The laziness of the false gods is because of emptiness. And his laziness is because of freedom.

The two are so close, will he be the same one day in the future?

Heartless for freedom?

He was suspicious and afraid.

Because this is not the future he wants.

"Don't think about it, it's too early for you now. I can't even walk, I just want to run, put green onions in the pig's nose, and pretend to be an elephant. With this effort, let's take a good look at the ancient book I gave you. The fake fairy suddenly spoke.

Although his eyes never opened, he seemed to have seen Jiang Xiaoyu's mind thoroughly.

"Hey. Jiang Xiaoyu came back to his senses and suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly.

It's stupid, stupid that I should find such a troublesome problem for myself. I'm still too lazy to get home, I didn't get home, it's really a shame for my little fish.

"Look at what to see, there is kung fu, look at this, I might as well sleep well. His expression suddenly relaxed, as if he had let go of the burden of ten thousand catties, and his whole face was alive and vivid, like a world awakened by the spring breeze, full of natural and fresh vitality.

It was his scar, which suddenly looked chic and casual at this moment, like ripples wrinkled by the spring breeze, shining and shining, and like a messy young willow branch in the wind, wanton and frivolous.

It was a regrettable scar, but at the moment it is so lovely, even the most beautiful flowers in the world can't compare.

After finishing speaking, he tiptoed lightly, and the whole person flew unceremoniously to the only bed in the fake fairy's house like catkins in the wind, fluttering and falling leaves.

The host was still asleep in the chair, but he, the guest and "disciple" who had come to visit on the first day, slept in bed openly.

This was really an impolite thing, but the fake fairy seemed very happy, and he suddenly opened his eyes again, and there was appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, it's time for a good night's sleep. You're as smart as I thought you were, not a fool, not a fool. The fake fairy looked very happy.

Why did he say that? Was he stupid?

No, of course he wasn't stupid, because Jiang Xiaoyu at the moment was indeed very smart.

For a cultivator, it is not the wisest decision to wake up in time when he is unable to figure it out, and to follow his nature and instincts.

Then the room fell silent. If it weren't for the sound of two people breathing soundly, outsiders would have thought that this was an empty room with no one around.

But the silence didn't last long, as the hurried sound of the butterfly broke it.

"Little fish, little fish, I have good news for you. ”

"Absolutely good news. ”