Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 1673 Ghost Slave Delivers Letter

As Xie Fu spoke, he demonstrated each floor to Zhuo Er, and Zhuo Er was amazed.

After Xie Fu finished demonstrating the fifth level of picking stars from the sky, he flew high into the sky and disappeared, then fell to the ground like a meteor. Zhuo Er was greatly shocked both physically and mentally.

No wonder there have always been legends about gods in this world. People like the master are gods.

"Zhuoer, do you want to learn?"

Zhuo Er nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice, and asked, "Master, what about the sixth level of immortality?"

Xie Fu was stunned for a moment, but he said truthfully: "This sixth level of Immortality can only be learned after entering the Dao. Master is still a lower level cultivator, so he cannot learn it."

Zhuo Er was surprised: "Enter the Dao! How powerful that must be."

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Zhuo Er, if you practice diligently, you will surpass the master one day."

"I will be satisfied if I can catch up with my master. How dare I surpass him?"

Xie Fu saw that although she said so, her eyes were shining, and it was obvious that she had great ambitions. He was delighted in his heart, as her unyielding pursuit was far better than his own.

"Master, please teach me quickly."

Seeing Zhuo Er's impatient look, Xie Fu began to teach him. This first level of Lotus Blooming Step by Step was not difficult for Zhuo Er's current level of cultivation, and could even be said to be simple.

However, this was Zhuo Er's first time to learn the art of physical skills, and he was relatively unfamiliar with the way of using luck, so Xie Fu taught him step by step by example.

By the wide Baolan Lake, two figures were flying side by side, looking very much like Professor Xie Fu of the first month of the year...

One taught diligently while the other studied diligently, and before they knew it, it was noon, and neither of them showed any intention of stopping.

But Xie Fu hasn't even had breakfast yet, so he must have been working so hard that he forgot to eat and sleep.

He didn't mean to demand the same strictness from Zhuo Er as Duanmu Ci did from himself, but Zhuo Er was really hardworking, so as his master he taught him more so as not to disappoint Zhuo Er's eagerness to learn.

Seeing that the sun was setting in the west, Xie Fu realized that they had been studying non-stop for several hours from morning till now, and the day was almost over.

"Zhuo Er, you have mastered the first level of Lotus Steps."

The first level is not really difficult for Zhuo Er. As he has a strong body, he must be able to hold the pole. The main thing is for Zhuo Er to master the body movement and luck. After all, for Zhuo Er who truly practices martial arts, this is a new field.

"Really? Master, can I show you how to do it?"

After watching Zhuo Er's demonstration, Xie Fu praised: "Good."

Zhuo Er looked at the rippling lake and remembered the morning when his master demonstrated the graceful and agile posture of stepping lotus on the lake. He said, "Master, look again!"

After saying this, he stepped onto the water with his feet and headed towards the center of the lake. The scene was just as described in the first level of the mind method: if you can keep the straight and the crooked without reversing them, step on the lotus with every step, and your mind will be as still water and as light as the wind, without causing any ripples.

Zhuo Er waded through the water for dozens of feet and suddenly shouted, "Master!"

The water surface is different from the ground. If you pause on the ground, you can still stand, but if you pause on the water surface, you will sink.

In a panic, Zhuo Er completely forgot about his body movements and relied on his true energy to support his body as he sank.

As soon as Zhuo Er screamed, Xie Fu came to Zhuo Er's side, as fast as an arrow. He arrived in an instant and raised his hands to hold Zhuo Er's slender waist to prevent Zhuo Er from sinking to the bottom of the water.

Zhuo Er was surprised that his master came so quickly. The gold and silver silk hat on his head fell off, and his black hair bowed down in the evening breeze from the lake. The hair at his temples fluttered in his white ears, and a few strands of hair lightly scratched Xie Fu's face.

Zhuo Er turned his head, his eyes were like autumn water, his eyebrows and eyelashes were as dark as a painting, the tip of his straight nose was dripping with sweat, he opened his lips slightly and called out "Master", and the fragrance like orchid was sprinkled on Xie Fu's face.

Xie Fu's heart was moved. Looking at the bright and beautiful girl in front of him, he didn't know why. The scene of her fluttering on his body in white clothes that night appeared in front of his eyes. He even seemed to hear the lingering sound in his ears...

That was the first night he and Zhuo Er practiced dual cultivation. Zhuo Er had not yet comprehended the dual cultivation of emptiness and joy, so strictly speaking, that night was not a practice. It was more about teaching this inexperienced girl how to become a woman and how to be a woman. The following few times were the real practice.

Zhuo Er smiled, not knowing what his master was thinking. Seeing that his master was a little distracted, he asked in confusion, "Master, what's wrong? Did Zhuo Er's training not go well and make you angry?"

Xie Fu came back to his senses, still silent and just looking at her.

Zhuo Er said coquettishly, "Master, I just saw you floating on the water like a fairy, and I wanted to be like you, so I overestimated my abilities. Please don't be angry." As she spoke, she twisted her graceful body like a naive girl.

  Hey!

Xie Fu suddenly let go, and Zhuo Er suddenly felt that he had no strength to support him. His body sank, and he quickly opened his arms to hug Xie Fu, saying in a gentle voice: "Master, please don't punish Zhuo Er."

Xie Fu said, "You want to fly before you even learn to walk. You should really take a dip in the water."

Zhuo Er said coquettishly: "Master, please don't."

In the impression of outsiders, Zhuo Er has always been tough and fierce, and this coquettishness is only shown in front of Xie Fu: "Master, how about Zhuo Er kiss you, and you will forgive Zhuo Er this time."

Xie Fu had a smile on his face, as if he was doting, but also as if he was helpless, and he shook his head slightly.

Zhuo Er looked at Xie Fu's gentle face, and suddenly he plucked up the courage, and kissed Xie Fu with his delicate and tempting lips. I finally kissed my master, and an incomparable sense of satisfaction filled my heart.

She loved and respected her master, which made her want to get close to him but also a little afraid.

Although the two had been honest with each other, that was the practice of dual cultivation. They focused on the circulation of true Qi in their meridians under the dual cultivation of emptiness and joy. If they had to say what happened, it was that a certain part of their body served as the point of transmission of true Qi. There was no romance between men and women at all.

Xie Fu felt a little resistance in his heart. It was not a physical resistance, but a psychological resistance, just like the unacceptable resistance a lady would feel when being kissed by a strange man.

He turned his head to avoid lip contact. Zhuo Er actually freed his hands, pressed down both sides of Xie Fu's cheeks and held them still, forcing him to hold.

This girl finally revealed her inherently tough side, as well as the passion and boldness of a prairie girl. As for whether the cute and obedient she appeared in front of Xie Fu was a disguise, who knows.

"Master." The voice was bathed in scorching flames.

"Zhuo Er!" Xie Fu scolded. If they were not above the water at the moment, Zhuo Er would fall down if he let go of her hand. He would definitely push her away fiercely.

As soon as she took a bite, the girl's lilac was like a knight holding a silver spear charging into the killing position, resisting for a moment and then turning into a soft whip to entangle, wanting to carve all of this into her bones and prolong it infinitely.

It’s not like Xie Fu hasn’t met proactive women before, Xiaoyun is the best example, but Xiaoyun is more in control of everything and does things with ease.

What Xie Fu felt at this moment was the straightforward emotion of a young girl, without reserve or shyness, just expressing all the emotions in her heart.

No man can resist a girl holding her warm heart in front of him, but Xie Fu can. He values ​​love and cherishes love, and is infatuated and cautious.

Xie Fu grabbed Zhuo Er's collar behind his neck and stretched out his arm to pull Zhuo Er away from her.

Zhuo Er seemed to be awakened from a sweet dream and shouted angrily: "Let me go, let me go." Perhaps he did not realize that he was talking to his respected master, his tone was full of command and threat, and his emotions were completely undisguised.

Xie Fu called her name coldly: "Zhuo Er!"

Zhuo Er was stunned, and the girl's wild emotions were immediately suppressed. Looking at Xie Fu's cold face, she said aggrievedly and coquettishly: "Master, you are annoying."

Xie Fu did not say anything, but just stared at her coldly. When facing a creature like a woman, language is sometimes like oil and matches, which only serve to help fuel the fire. Only a man's momentum can completely suppress a woman.

Although Zhuo Er was suppressed, Xie Fu's cold eyes made her extremely sad. She burst into tears and waved her hands: "Master, Zhuo Er hates you, hates you..."

Xie Fu simply let go, and with a thud, Zhuo Er fell into the water.

As soon as she fell into the water, Zhuo'er's delicate head quickly emerged from the water, looking at her master who was floating on the water like an immortal. Perhaps she had been soaked in the lake water and regained half consciousness, with a pouty mouth and aggrieved look, and her beautiful eyes were filled with resentment.

Xie Fu said seriously: "You practiced very well today, but there are some things you need to reflect on yourself."

"What do you want me to reflect on? It's just kissing you. I want to kiss you. I just want to kiss you."

This rebellious and stubborn character is just like when he talked back to Duanmu Ci. However, as a master, he is not as cold-blooded as Duanmu Ci and cannot bear to be cruel to his apprentice.

Now he could understand Duanmu Ci's mood at that time. As a teacher, he wanted to beat his child but felt sorry for him.

Seeing that Xie Fu didn't say anything, Zhuo Er stepped closer and said, "We've done that anyway, so a kiss is nothing."

Xie Fu's face turned cold, he pointed his finger at Zhuo Er, swallowed the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth, and flew away after saying "Go back and reflect on it."

Zhuo Er saw her master abandon her and disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye. She was so angry that she waved her arms and hit the water: "Master Wuqing, Master Wuxin, Master Wulung... Master Wushi!"

There are many women who are grateful to Fu Duo. They can’t sort out their affairs, but the mess is still there. They really hope to have an apprentice.

With his current mentality of letting things take their course, he didn't worry too much and just hoped that things would develop in a good way.

Just treat her as a young girl who has not yet grown up, and guide her step by step. You can't just indulge your selfish desires and let them grow unchecked.

I sighed in my heart, this saying is absolutely true: if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked.

As soon as Xie Fu returned to the courtyard, he saw a man in a black cloak fighting fiercely with Qiu Ruyi. Qiu Ruyi had to take action, so naturally other people couldn't get involved. Wen Ren Ling and Wen Ren Hou Cang stood aside watching the fight with serious expressions, while Hu Shu Wei Lanshiliu stayed by Yi Lan's side, fearing that Yi Lan would make a mistake.

The two men fought each other, and the cloaked man stood still, while Qiu Ruyi staggered back three steps and shouted coldly: "Who are you!"

The man in the cloak stood there motionless like a statue. If you didn't invade him, he wouldn't fight back or hurt others.

Xie Fu said loudly: "Ruyi, I'm coming."

Seeing Xie Fu appear, Wenren Houcang was delighted: "Brother, you are finally back."

Someone came forward and said, "This masked man sneaked into Wenren's mansion and did nothing but stood in this yard motionless. He didn't say a word when asked why he came. It's really weird."

Xie Fu looked at the man in the cloak and saw that his cloak and hood covered his head. He had a cold mask on his face and a gloomy aura of death all over his body, like a soul-catcher from hell.

Qiu Ruyi walked up to Xie Fu and said, "This man's body is as hard as copper and iron. I just hit him with a palm, but he acted as if nothing had happened. I can't do anything to him. You can just find out his background."

When the man in the cloak saw Xie Fu, he started to take off his black cloak without waiting for Xie Fu to ask, and then he started to take off his black shirt. His behavior was really weird.

Qiu Ruyi was afraid of a trap, so she moved to Wen Ren Ling's side, protecting him. Lan Shiliu, who was protecting Yi Lan, also had a stern expression and was on high alert. After all, he had just witnessed how powerful this cloaked man was.

When the man took off his shirt and was shirtless, everyone realized that his skin was purple with a hint of red, which was totally different from the skin color of a normal person. They all exclaimed in amazement.

The man turned around and faced Xie Fu from behind. Everyone then discovered that the man had written: The deputy is in trouble, return to Huizhou immediately.

After hearing this, Cang was surprised and said, "It's a letter!"

Qiu Ruyi asked: "Who are these eight words written for?"

As soon as Xie Fu saw the handwriting, he knew it was written by Qin Chushang. She actually wrote the letter on a person's back and handed it to him, and replied, "It's written for me."

Qiu Ruyi asked: "Who is he?"

"I don't know either."

At this time, Wenren Houcang said, "Take off his mask and you will know."

Qiu Ruyi was about to walk over, but was stopped by Xie Fu: "Look at his attire, it's certainly not to let people know who he is."

In fact, this is to protect Qin Chushang. Qin Chushang is still in the dark, and the fewer clues related to her, the better.

Qiu Ruyi asked: "What does it mean that these eight characters conveyed a message to you? Who is the person who conveyed the message, and how did he know that you are here?"

"Let's talk inside."

He turned his head and looked at Wenren Houcang; "Brother, this person has no ill intentions, please don't spread the matter."

Wenren Houcang nodded: "Since this is my brother's private matter, I will go back first."

At this time, the man seemed to be completely calm. His upper body turned into a black shadow and disappeared. Qiu Ruyi was surprised: "Invisible Step!"

Since he can perform the invisible tricks, he is one of the Seven Ghosts of Taoism, and Xie Fu is the uncrowned king of Taoism, which can explain why the message was passed on to Xie Fu.

But Qiu Ruyi felt that this man was not one of the Seven Ghosts of Taoism. He was silent and exuded a gloomy aura of death, making him more like a real ghost.

She had come into contact with Wuying, one of the Seven Ghosts. Wuying could be considered a top master in terms of physical skills, but his cultivation was far inferior to this man.

A ghost with first-grade cultivation would be very scary.

I couldn't help but ask, "Who is this person?"

Xie Fu said perfunctorily: "I'll tell you later."

Let Wenren Ling and Yilan go back to their room first, and lead Qiu Ruyi into the room.

As soon as he sat down, Qiu Ruyi asked, "Who was the masked man just now?"

"I think it should be... Hepao Youhui."