The cold sound planted a secluded pool, and it was determined that this was not the illusion concocted by the frenzied Chongjue, and he returned to Wuzhai with satisfaction. He was worried about what Ying Jianhua said that he needed the Jindan period to control a bone chain, and he didn't sleep in the middle of the night to call Yuan Qian and Wu Baili to his house to hang out.

Yuan Qian looked at the mix, but every day he went to bed early and got up early, and he began to yawn when he was just now. "Jindan period? Shaojun, I'm a demon clan, and unlike you human monks, it's useless to ask me. "

Su Hansheng had no choice but to look at Wu Baili expectantly. Wu Baili took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Talent."

"Isn't there anything ...... Can you make me soar?" Shu Hansheng gestured with his hands and feet, "Elixir or something, it's best to have no after-symptoms, and it can improve my talent."

Ubri seemed to remember something: "Ah."

"Yes?"

"Let's reincarnate." Wu Baili said quietly, "This will be faster." "Cold: "......"

Su Hansheng has gradually become accustomed to the character of Wu Baili knife mouth tofu heart, but sometimes he will be scolded by this person's poisonous tongue, he silently wrote down these few words, and waited to scold others later.

Yuan Qian yawned again and again, and said vaguely: "Why is Shaojun suddenly so eager to get married? Even if you are a disciple of the Great Family, you have to make enough preparations to produce the Golden Pill, why don't you go back and ask the Venerable Elder of the Ying Xu Sect?"

Su Hansheng thought about it, too. He can't rush to bury his future.

Sent Yuan Qian and Wu Baili away, washed up with a cold sound, and looked at the face reflected in the water, and was suddenly slightly stunned. Future? When did he start thinking about the future?

The water droplets on his face fell, and he looked at the reflection of the ripples in confusion, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He was intimidated by these two words.

Su Hansheng had always thought that his "future" was only the road to the Yellow Springs Hell, but now he was suddenly caught off guard and extended another road to the middle of nowhere.

The road was pitch black and full of fog barriers, and he didn't look forward to it, but felt panicked.

Su Hansheng shuddered fiercely, and hurriedly wiped his face and ran to the inner room. Forget it, let's get some sleep first.

Maybe the self who wants to "future" now is just a whim in the middle of the night, and when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will definitely lose my thoughts and continue to wait for death happily.

There was a small light in the inner room, and Su Hansheng was about to get into it when he opened the curtain of the bed in his thin obscene clothes, but his hand touched a warm thing, which frightened him and he screamed immediately, and the ghost almost came out

Spit it out of your mouth.

"Ah...... Save, save, save. "

The companion tree swooped in, catching the chill that had almost fallen under the bed. A few branches split left and right to lift the layers of bed curtains, and small lamps and candles poured in, revealing a figure lying with his back to him.

Su Hansheng was not frightened, his face was as white as paper, his pupils trembled violently, and he couldn't come back to his senses for most of the day. The companion tree hurriedly touched his head and patted him on the back.

Su Hansheng sat on the edge of the bed, and after his breathing eased, he vaguely found that the person lying on his bed was somewhat familiar. Plain white robes, black hair that falls down, and the scent of linden flowers that fills the narrow bed. It's Chongjue.

Shu Hansheng stretched out his weak leg and kicked Chongjue, and said with a dying breath: "What are you doing here with me, you want to scare me to death to get rid of the bone chain control?"

Chongjue didn't respond.

Shu Hansheng didn't want to deal with this person, and raised his chin at the companion tree: "Throw him out of here." The companion tree responded, stretching out its branches to carry Chongjue.

Suddenly, Chongjue turned over and accurately clasped Su Hansheng's wrist on the side, and his handsome facial features were exposed in the candle flame. A faint aroma of wine permeates the surroundings with the fragrance of linden flowers.

Shu Hansheng was stunned, waved his fingers casually, motioned for the companion tree to go down, and knelt down in confusion and sniffed. It's really winey.

Su Hansheng shook him lightly: "Chongjue? Chongjue. ”

Chongjue frowned slightly, and it took a while to open his thick eyelashes, revealing a pair of clear and green eyes, and a thin mist seemed to be covered with a layer of mist on the pupils, and even his vision became shadowy, and it took him a long time to recognize the person.

"Xiao Xiao?"

Su Hansheng glared at him angrily: "Can you still recognize me? What are you going to do when you come to me in the middle of the night, I can put the words in front of me, if you continue to make that messy idea, my senior brother is not a good-natured person, and he will be able to ......."

Chongjue was so drunk that he had a splitting headache, his ears rang for a while, and he heard a bunch of cold voices, but he didn't hear a word, frowned and whispered: "Silence."

Say what you say.

Where can the cold sound of the cultivation of the Mahayana period be resisted, and the throat immediately became dumb, and the mouth opened and closed but could not make any sound.

Su Hansheng's eyes widened, and he scolded him silently angrily.

Chongjue rubbed his eyebrows and sat up, subconsciously feeling that he seemed to be wrong, and wanted to mobilize spiritual power to turn around in the meridians, but the bone chain occurred twice in two days, and the spiritual power in the inner mansion felt the ninety-nine bone chain as soon as it was urged

There are signs of it again.

However, the pain in the waist and abdomen that penetrated the bone marrow made Chongjue slightly sober.

He slowed down for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the cold sound was baring his teeth and roaring at him silently. Chongjue: "......"

This scene is still weird and terrifying, Chongjue's head hurts even more, and he pinched the trick to relieve the silence of the cold sound.

Su Hansheng was just scolding angrily: "......... Knowing that I have your handle in my hand, you are still cheeky and come forward, why, I didn't sleep enough in my previous life, and you still want to continue to mingle with me in the middle of the night. Hey? I'm telling you, there are no doors!"

Chongjue: "?

Chongjue was top-heavy, listening to these filthy words of the tiger and wolf, his brows furrowed fiercely, and he interrupted his words with a calm face. "Presumptuous."

Su Hansheng realized that he could speak, and when he saw that he was still setting up a shelf to learn from his uncle, he was even more angry: "I'll let you go!" It's clear that you are at fault first, and you dare to ......"

Chongjue silenced his voice again.

It's so noisy, and my head hurts even more.

Su Hansheng was angry, and struggled to pounce on him to hit him.

Chongjue couldn't tell where he was for a while, Mo Qing's pupils raised coldly, with the majesty of not being angry and self-righteous and the Zen Buddha nature that others couldn't learn.

- It is the cold appearance of the master of Mount Meru. "What are you talking nonsense about?"

Su Hansheng was stunned for a moment, and was immediately angry.

Chongjue's good thoughts should have gone back to retreat after the attack of the bone chain last time, and the evil thoughts took the opportunity to control this body.

If it weren't for the fact that Su Hansheng had never imagined good thoughts and evil thoughts at that time, he would have seen this person's clumsy and lame disguise at a glance. Now that he can't get close to himself, do you want to put the skin of good thoughts on him again?

"Huh." Su Hansheng thought coldly, "I don't learn well, I don't look like it at all, and I will be a fool if I go to school again."

Chongjue's feet fluttered, trying to get rid of the muddy nightmare in his mind, and just when he closed his eyes to recuperate, he suddenly felt that the young man who had just been at peace for a while quietly approached him.

Chongjue said helplessly: "Xiao Xiao, don't mess around."

As soon as the words fell, he felt the sound of the cold come over in an extremely strange posture, sat on Chongjue's waist with his knees apart, and hooked his two arms around his neck like an outstretched cat.

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Chongjue opened his eyes expressionlessly, intending to see what he was doing again.

But the vision was chaotic, and under the lights and shadows, a young man with a beautiful face leaned over, skillfully and naturally blocking Chongjue's cold lips with a faint smell of wine.

Chongjue's pupils spread silently.

Feeling that the person under him froze, he even unconsciously pinched his hand on his waist, and he was very proud, and deliberately pried open the man's closed lips and poked the tip of his tongue in.

is still pretending, just a kiss can make this person reveal his true form.

Su Hansheng was taught some mess in his previous life, although there were not many kisses, but at least he was much more experienced than the thousand-year-old tree Sumeru Mountain Shizun. He hooked Chongjue's neck and immersed himself in contentment, and just wondered in his heart, "What is he shrinking back, shouldn't he be anti-guest like before", he felt the person under him gasp heavily, and the hand supporting his side suddenly forced, almost pinching and pushing the person back.

Su Han staggered and fell into the messy bed, his lips were red,

Look at it in confusion. When he saw Chongjue's expression, he suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, and a bad premonition came overwhelmingly.

Chongjue seemed to be so startled by the long kiss that he couldn't breathe, his breathing was fast and slow, and it took a while to finally adjust the frequency, his five fingers trembled against his lips, and Mo Qing's eyes were shocked and angry, as if he had been lightly stifled in disbelief.

The sound of the cold ......... You!

Chill: ......

When Shu Hansheng saw this scene, he still didn't understand what was going on.

He gasped silently, and his movements were crisp and neat, and he knelt down sharply, slamming his head on the bed, maintaining a posture of pleading, trembling and not daring to move.

It's over, it's over.

It's over, it's over.

Forget it when you're dead.

It turns out that what the evil thoughts say is true, and the good thoughts are indeed about to wake up.

Su Hansheng recalled his uncle's strictness, so frightened that his legs and stomach were weak, and his forehead hit the bed twice, eager to apologize for his sins with death.

Chongjue was shocked and angry at this kiss, and was about to get angry, but when he saw Su Hansheng, he knelt down so quickly to plead guilty, and his words of questioning and scolding were forcibly blocked back.

After being drunk, his brain was already dizzy, and when he was about to reprimand him, he had already forgotten what to say, and could only gasp slightly to choke himself.

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Chongjue had a splitting headache, was drunk and was so angry that he staggered off the bed, as if he wanted to leave.

Su Hansheng sensed the movement, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously raised his head to see if the person was gone. As soon as he raised his head, he crashed straight into Chongjue's cold and gloomy eyes who were tying his clothes on the side of the bed.

Su Hansheng was startled, and quickly buried his head again.

Chongjue tied all three clothes and belts crookedly, and his usual meticulous clothes were messy, as if he had been caught cheating with someone.

He looked at Su Hansheng coldly and reprimanded: "I let you be unobedient, is this unruly way?"

Su Hansheng couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head like a rattle, and his brain was shaken. No, no, no!

"Daring, gibberish, misbehaving." Chongjue looked at him condescendingly, and his tone was unusually cold, You were obedient some time ago, I wanted to give you some rewards, but now I don't need to think about it.

Su Hansheng was stunned and raised his head timidly. Reward?

Chongjue's eyes were cold, and he pinched the trick to relieve his silence: Still want?

Su Hansheng didn't know whether to nod for a while, so he could only nod half and shake half, and said, "Xiao Xiao doesn't know."

Chongjue seemed to be aroused by his words, and he looked at the facial features that had been opened for a long time, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to sigh silently.

Never mind.

I don't know if it's still drunk, or something else, Chongjue actually picked it up and put it down gently, and said coldly: "Yes-but you must promise me that you will not behave like this in the future.

Su Hansheng was stunned. If he had changed to an ordinary uncle, he would have scolded him and beaten him or dragged him to copy Buddhist scriptures, why was he so good at talking after being drunk?

Su Hansheng hurriedly seized the opportunity to get off the donkey down the slope, saving himself from being beaten, and solemnly swore solemnly: "Xiao Xiao swears that he will definitely restrain himself in the future, and he will not dare to be disrespectful to the elder again.

The anger on Chongjue's face seemed to subside.

The more Su Hansheng thought about it, the more he felt that Chongjue, who was now holding up his noble hand, was very strange, and he was worried that he would have to settle accounts with himself when he remembered this matter after he woke up, so he had to take this opportunity to ask for the "reward" first.

Save being beaten and losing the reward.

Su Hansheng whispered tentatively: The reward that my uncle wants to give me...... What is it?

Prayer beads? Ritual weapons? Or is it a spirit stone mine? He lacks this the most, and it is best to reward this one.

Chongjue looked at him and took the storage ring in his hand

Go out.

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Three poles on the sun.

Hearing that the bell of the second class of the Taoist Palace in the morning rang leisurely through the huge mountains, the Buddha Hall finally moved.

Chongjue had a hangover all night, rubbing his temples with a faint ache and getting up from the couch. He was still wearing yesterday's plain robe, wrinkled from the posture he had been lying down all night, and he rarely lost the dignity of the World Venerable of Mount Meru.

Chongjue had never experienced drunkenness in his good thoughts, and it took him a long time to close his eyes and recuperate. The bone chain has disappeared, and the spiritual power has gradually recovered, that is, the body seems to have begun to become younger again because of the bone chain.

Chongjue's face was pale, he got down to wash up, and walked towards the Buddha hall at the estimated hour. After a few days of retreat, shouldn't you have abundant spiritual power, why is your body inexplicably heavy? And why is there a faint smell of wine on the placket? The memories are also very confusing, like messy balls of yarn, and I can't sort out my thoughts.

Chongjue walked through the long corridor and was climbing the stairs when a flashing picture suddenly popped up in his mind.

Zou Zhi helped him in embarrassment and said, "Shizun, the hour is not early, let's go and rest first." "Nope." Chongjue heard himself say, Is Luowuzhai in this direction? Zou Zhi hurriedly shook his head and hurriedly stopped him: No, no, no, of course not! Chongjue didn't care, and his body disappeared like a mist."

Chongjue: ?

Is that his own memory?

Chongjue was completely sober, frowning slightly and sniffing the breath on his body. Sure enough, it was the smell of wine.

Chongjue had a vague bad premonition, holding his forehead and thinking hard, he inadvertently rubbed his lips, and a faint pain came. He looked in the water mirror and noticed that someone seemed to have bitten a small hole in his thin lip.

Then, the memory of being pressed on the couch and kissed yesterday overwhelmingly hit the mind of the world-honored person who could not be desecrated by the flower of Kaolin, and directly shook people to freeze in place.

Didn't Su Hansheng learn any lessons from the previous incident, and it actually intensified?!

Chongjue's expression was gloomy, and he already had a conjecture in his heart.

Because of Zou Zhi's intervention, evil thoughts have returned to the world from Infernal Prison, and he is bound to come back and want to merge into the body, otherwise he will definitely die. It seems that he has been in retreat for two days, and it is evil thoughts that have taken control of this body.

Since the separation of good and evil thoughts, Chongjue has always had fragmentary memories of Infernal Hell, knowing how evil thoughts slaughtered sentient beings in Infernal Hells to create a shell full of three poisons and five desires for himself.

He didn't approve of the indiscriminate killing nature of evil thoughts, but he also knew that the two of them had a purgatory on earth, and even if he wanted to stop it, he couldn't enter the Infernal Prison.

has been so peaceful for many years, but the hateful thoughts return to the first thing in the world.... It's a bad night's sleep!

Chongjue couldn't stand it at all.

With a calm face, he walked to the locker where the clothes were stored in the inner room of the Buddhist hall, and after taking a new piece of clothing to bathe and change clothes, he went to look for the cold sound and correct his bad habits.

But when I opened the cabinet, it was empty.

Chongjue was slightly stunned.

He has always loved cleanliness, and there are hundreds of plain robes in his wardrobe all year round, and the little novice of Mount Meru will help him change them regularly. Now there is nothing left in the cabinet, only a jade tassel hanging there and shaking slightly.

The tassels swayed from side to side, like the shadows of last night's lights. Chongjue was stunned for a long time, and the Buddha bead in his hand suddenly pinched hard.

"The lights are flickering, and last night in the middle of the night, I stretched out my hand in the cold voice, wanting to wait for my uncle's reward.

Chongjue's long body was jade, his face was like a jade carving against the warm candle flame, and he raised the storage ring in his hand gracefully and solemnly. Su Hansheng thought it was a spirit stone mine, and his eyes began to glow.

On the ground, the prohibition of the storage ring is opened.

A cloud of snow white suddenly poured out of it, and there were several muffled sounds, directly burying the cold sound on the bed. It was like countless sets of snow-white plain robes.

Su Hansheng was dumbfounded, and his hands and feet pulled a slit out of the pile of clothes, revealing his head, and said blankly: "Uncle?" What about the Spirit Stone Mine?

Chongjue stood under the lamp and looked at him coldly, full of Shizun's unique calm and calm, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, as if he was participating in meditation in the Buddhist hall. "Didn't you like this plain robe before, give you a few sets to wear, and you don't have to steal it in the future."

Chilling Voice: ???"

Hearing that the bell of the third class in the morning of the Taoist School Palace rang faintly.

Chongjue in the Buddha hall pinched the last string of Buddhist beads, and the crushed green jade crumbs fell down like snow in winter. …… He was silent for a long time, and raised his slightly trembling hand to support his forehead.