He looked at the lake, and all kinds of bad thoughts were churning in his heart, he missed his master, his wife, and all the people of the Erji Sect. In the past four years, his longing for them has never faded, but has increased day by day, becoming more and more uncontrollable. But he knew very well that when he said goodbye that day, he was afraid that there would be a yin and yang separation. It's just that he forced himself to believe that he longed to leave this place, to see them again one day.

The sudden arrival of the little monk aroused his deep thoughts about the Erji Sect and the people of the Erji Sect.

Thinking of the past, Ling Xuan was saddened, his thin figure, squatting by the lake, so lonely, his handsome face, fair skin, and that striking scar, so melancholy.

"Why did the little monk come here, did he know about the Erji Sect, did he know the whereabouts of the master and the rest?" he whispered to himself, "How good it would be if he could wake up, at least, he should know if the Erji Sect still exists." ”

It is such a wish born of simple longing, turned into a piece of invisible power of desire, like a surging river, breaking through layers of obstacles, lingering around him, the void, stagnant, clean air, more and more fresh and pleasant.

In the past four years, Ling Xuan had never stopped cultivating the Black Immortal Decision, because of Zeng Nianyu's unintentional words: 'Senior Brother Ye's cultivation is so profound, he will definitely help us......

It was such a sentence that had been echoing in the depths of Ling Xuan's heart, and every time he thought of it, his heart was full of pain. Sometimes, he even hated his own incompetence, if he could still cultivate immortals, if he had half of Senior Brother Ye's cultivation, maybe the master would not be disappointed in him, and he would not regard that fairy music box as a treasure and never leave him for a moment......

No one knows what the young man is ignorant about, but in the past four years, he has deliberately cultivated the Wuxian Decision of other sects regardless of the views of the sect and worked hard. In the past few years, he has made a lot of progress, although he is still in the realm of 'nothingness', but his 'sexual' power is far several times or even dozens of times higher than ordinary people.

At this time, the mental power born from longing pulled the black immortal decision he cultivated, formed the power of desire, turned into a gossamer, a trace of silk, and drilled into the body of the little monk beside him, Ling Xuan was completely unconscious, still immersed in thoughts, the wound on the little monk's arm was slowly healing, and his face gradually became a trace of blood.

Under Ling Xuan's careful care, a few days later, the little monk miraculously survived. At noon today, when Ling Xuan fed him juice again, he suddenly opened his eyes, clear and bright, and when he saw Ling Xuan, he couldn't help but be a little panicked.

He hurriedly turned over and sat up, shrunk his body to the side, and asked with a look of vigilance in his eyes, "You, who are you?"

Ling Xuan smiled, sat casually on the grass, looked at him with interest, and said, "This master, you don't need to panic, my name is Ling Xuan, I am a member of the Second Polar Sect, not a bad person. ”

Speaking of the Erji Sect, the little monk calmed down a lot, his eyes were clear and innocent, but he couldn't help but be a little in a trance, he lowered his head and said, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Ling, the little monk is pure dust, but a monk of the Wuliang Temple." He got up, looked at Ling Xuan, folded his hands, and said, "Did Senior Brother Ling save the little monk?

Ling Xuan hurriedly got up and returned the salute, and said, "It turned out to be a senior monk of the Wuliang Temple! ”

The sentence 'Master Pure Dust' actually made the little monk blush, and hurriedly shook his hand and said: "Senior Brother Ling praised it falsely, the little monk is just an ordinary disciple of the Wuliang Temple, the name of the master, the little monk can't bear it, if Senior Brother Ling is not outside, then call the little monk to clean the dust." ”

Ling Xuan nodded and said, "In this way, how about being brave and calling the master a senior brother?"

Jingchen blushed again, and wanted to be polite, but seeing Ling Xuan's age, he was afraid that he was still a little younger than himself, so he no longer refused, folded his hands, and said: "Amitabha, in this way, the little monk has taken advantage." ”

Jingchen was born handsome, his eyes were bright and innocent, and he was polite to him, Ling Xuan suddenly felt cordial with him, he saluted respectfully, and said, "Senior Brother Jingchen, you are polite here." Oh yes, I don't know why Senior Brother Jingchen suddenly fell from a high altitude?"

Speaking of this, the little monk Jingchen blushed again, a look of shame flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Amitabha, the little monk is a disciple of Master Zhiwen of the Wuliang Temple, the little monk is incompetent, and he has not cultivated the six-character mantra of the teacher, so that the demon succeeded, and humiliated the little monk." ”

Ling Xuan remembered that he had heard the Taishi Mother Fang Qin say that today, the three sects and three courtyards of the Immortal Cultivation and Buddha Realm stood on their feet, and Master Zhiwen was the presiding abbot of the immeasurable temple of the three courtyards of Buddhism, and he was full of Buddhism and unfathomable. At that moment, Ling Xuan couldn't help but respect Jingchen for three points in his heart, and said: "It turns out that Senior Brother Jingchen is a senior disciple of Master Zhiwen, Master Zhiwen is a person, Buddhism is boundless, I have heard of it in the next morning, and I admire it very much, and I am deeply honored to see Senior Brother Jingchen under the master today." ”

Jingchen said, "Senior Brother Ling is polite. It's just that now the little monk has failed to complete the task of the teacher, and has been humiliated by the demons, losing the face of the teacher, and returning to the teacher without shame. ”

Ling Xuan asked, "Senior Brother Jingchen, I don't know if I can tell you, what kind of demon is the one who dares to humiliate Senior Brother?"

Jingchen said: "Things are like this, that day, the villagers of Xiaohe Village at the foot of Wuliang Mountain came to my Wuliang Temple to ask for help, saying that there have been strange things in the village recently, many young men have disappeared for no reason, and many families in the village have been separated and miserable. When the family teacher heard this, he suspected that it was a demon, so he sent a little monk down the mountain to investigate. ”

After the little monk went down the mountain, he found that the disappearance of the young man in the village for no reason was indeed committed by a demon. This demon is the incarnation of a thousand-year-old demon fox, and she lives in the fairy fox cave hundreds of miles away from Xiaohe Village. That evil is indeed a monstrous sin. ”

On that day, the little monk followed this demon, and wanted to ambush the innocent villagers after staying away, but she found them halfway. This demon fox is really cunning, she doesn't fight the little monk head-on, she escapes all the way to here, the little monk follows, who knows that she suddenly made a move. ”

Jingchen said, his face flushed again, and he said shamefully: "The little monk's cultivation is insufficient, and after a few rounds, she broke the magic weapon and fell into the air. The little monk has lived up to the expectations of his family teacher and the majority of Xiaohe villagers, and he really has no face to face them again. ”

He said it simply, but Ling Xuan could feel the tension and danger at that time from his words, since ancient times, immortals and demons were not opposed, and once they met, it was a situation of endless death. It is very remarkable that Jingchen can survive under the hands of the thousand-year-old fox demon.

So, Ling Xuan comforted: "Senior Brother Jingchen, don't blame yourself too much, that thousand-year-old fox demon is cunning and changeable, and Senior Brother is straightforward, so she fell for it." After the senior brother recovers from his injury, he will go to her again, ambush this demon in one fell swoop, and remove this great trouble for the villagers. If Senior Brother blew himself up and gave up because of a failure, wouldn't it be like the meaning of the thousand-year-old fox demon?"

When Jingchen heard this, his heart was relieved, and he secretly blamed himself for being too negligent and almost made a big mistake. He said together: "Amitabha, Senior Brother Ling woke up the dreamer with a word, and the little monk should work hard and make persistent efforts to ambush the thousand-year-old fox demon and remove the big trouble for the villagers." ”

The two felt like they were familiar at first sight, and immediately squatted on the edge of the small lake, eating wild fruits while having a long talk. The hour, under the pleasant conversation between the two, passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening, and the red clouds overhead, reflecting the clear small lake in a fiery red, sparkling and beautiful.

After a whole day of talking, the two became acquainted, Jingchen had a straightforward temperament, and told Ling Xuan everything without concealing it; Ling Xuan also told him everything, including the accident a few years ago, which made him a wasted person and had no chance to cultivate immortals, but he deliberately concealed the matter of cultivating Wu Xiandu. Wu Xian decided to only cultivate sex and not life, which is a taboo for the immortal family, and as a member of the two-pole sect, he cultivates the outer door exercises, which is also a taboo for the master, and he instinctively does not want outsiders to know.

Jingchen looked at the other side of the lake, playing with the deer-like beasts and colorful clothes, playing with the mortal three-legged red bird, and praised: "Is this the innate spirit treasure? It is really a thing made in heaven, Senior Brother Ling, it is so beautiful!"

Ling Xuan smiled and did not answer. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked what he was confused about, and said, "Senior brother, four years ago, the demons of the Demon Sect besieged the Second Extreme Sect, I don't know if you know?"