Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 844 Restraining Apprentice ([-])
Except for being unconscious, Chun Lie is fine.

Chan Ming led them back to Qi Yetian through the angry sea, and headed towards Huazong without stopping.He didn't use the space technique, but let the plantain fan fly smoothly, and the plantain fan flew very fast, faster than the spirit boat.

Chan Ming sat in the front looking at the world, Chun Lie lay in the middle drunk, and Hu Qing greedily touched from the front to the back, and from the back to the front.

It is indeed a good weapon that can be used by Huashen. The texture, the feel, and the color matching are so warm and cool. If you throw it into the plantain bushes, monkeys will not be able to tell the real from the fake.

She reluctantly touched it, wishing she could open it up and take a closer look.

Chanming doesn't care about her.

One day, Chun Lie woke up, opened his eyes and quickly sat cross-legged, his face was abnormally red, it seemed that blood would seep from his pores in the next second, and white steam rose from his black hair.

Hu Qing calmed down after being startled. This is obviously a small advancement, so there is no need to worry.

Just asked Chanming: "Old Ancestor, his temperature is very high."

Chanming: "What's the problem?"

Hu Qing said: "If the body temperature is too high, it will burn into a fool. Do you think that shaving his hair will help dissipate heat?"

Chanming: ".You are so idle."

Hu Qing is not free, he is trapped in this less than [-] square meters all day, without food or drink, even in the ancient cemetery is more free than here.

Chanming said, "I think your idea can be put into practice."

Hu Qing laughed, took out a small knife, and walked behind Chun Lie.

Chun Lie didn't know what he was going to face, so he focused on improving.

Hu lightly raised the knife: "Will you interrupt him?"

Chanming hummed: "You don't know how strong my wine is. He's still drunk right now."

Do it boldly, the ancestor will watch over you.

Hu lightly relieved, lowered his hands lightly, quickly and ruthlessly, starting from the edge of the front, bit by bit the hair roots were cut off.She shaved cleanly and gently, and Chunlie's scalp was exposed to the sun bit by bit in a smooth form.

"Tsk, the burn is not light, the scalp is so hot."

"This head is good, beautiful."

"People can't be fat, it's so good to shave."

"It's not so hot anymore, as expected, no hair loses heat faster."

While scraping, chattering.

Chun Lie's hair was tightly bound, hard and straight, and it was not messy after being separated from the scalp. It was blown to the sides with a light blow, shaved while blowing, and finally peeled off a hair cover completely.

Hu Qing is very satisfied with his craft.

She took out a large carved box and arranged the hair in it. She collected some broken hair without missing it, tied it with silk thread, and put it inside.

She clapped her hands lightly at Chun Lie: "It's good to look good, and it's also good-looking to be bald."

Chanming watched the whole process, and asked her with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that he will turn his back?"

Hu Qing said: "It's really boring. Besides, he feels sorry for me in his heart, so he will be happy if I do something out of the ordinary."

Chan Ming couldn't help but thought: You have such a big face.

Said: "In the realm of comprehension, it is not wise to create a strong friendship. When the gap between the two of you is getting bigger and bigger, it will be a pain for everyone. Cutting off the seven emotions and six desires is the best choice. Even if it cannot be cut off, Less emotion and more emotion are the best choices."

What did Hu Qing think of: "So, is this why Qiao Yu, Di Yuan, Lin Yin, Shuang Hua, and Sect Master Yu are all single?"

Chanming nodded: "If you can't keep the same, it will be even more painful to separate the cultivation bases between Taoist couples."

Hu Qing: "What about accepting disciples?"

Chanming: "Of course it's different. Apprentices inherit everything from themselves, and Taoist companions have to accompany them all the way. The parting of Taoist companions will affect the Taoist heart, but if you die by yourself, you can rest in peace if you have an apprentice who inherits the mantle."

He said: "The attitudes of the two towards life and death are completely different. Of course, if the apprentice dies first, it will be the pain of cutting the root, even more painful than the death of the Taoist companion."

Hu Qing: "."

Based on your words, I know that you are an old bachelor.

"Thinking about the death of Di Yuan's former apprentice, he almost couldn't recover. Alas, my old man has also experienced it. Life is impermanent, and the things that cannot be recovered can only be accepted by myself."

Hu Qing was startled: "Di Yuan had an apprentice before?"

Chanming suddenly said: "Oh, you don't know, right? That's right, Di Yuan looked like a living dead at that moment, but he slowly adjusted later. Alas, master and apprentice are closer than Taoist couples in the realm of comprehension. No one can bear the sudden loss of a lover."

Hu Qing is numb, very good, the old bachelor is undoubtedly.

Chaohuazong was rich in bachelors.

Chanming seems to be chatting: "My old man is now a cultivator after transforming into a god. I have taken in my first disciple since I was a golden elixir, and I have taken four in total. Up to now, my old man is still alone."

Hu Qing: The scrapping rate of your apprentices is a bit too high.

He pondered: "Why don't I accept another one?"

Hu Qing: Farewell, you beat apprentice.

"Every time I lose an apprentice, it hurts like a heart-pounding pain. Now that I think about it—the only thing left is loss. So, sooner or later, such things as parting from life and death will be bearish."

Hu smiled lightly: "I don't accept disciples."

Chan Ming stared and said, "You want to accept disciples even more."

Hu Qing doesn't understand.

"Otherwise you only have one daughter, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it when you lose it."

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Hu Qing's fist hardened, she gritted her molars and smiled: "Father—that's your granddaughter, you can look forward to it!"

"Hey, you junior are too easy to climb, the ancestors don't recognize you."

Hu Qing smiled grimly: "I will tell Sect Master Yu when I go out, I will be my father once, and I will be my father forever. You are my father, so you have to protect your granddaughter. If your granddaughter walks ahead of your daughter, I will give you every night when I get to the bottom." Offer three sticks of incense!" Seeking reunion!

If you don't cultivate your morals, you old fellow, if you curse something, I won't let you live in peace!

Chan Ming was so angry that he blew and stared: "Women are hard to deal with!"

Hu Qing stared back, although she didn't speak, but there were four words on her face: man's mouth is cheap!

Chanming's hand was like lightning, and he grabbed her wrist fiercely.

Hu Qing was taken aback: "You become angry and kill someone to silence your words?"

Chanming let out a haha: "I just said, you have a demon."

Hu Qing was dumbfounded, I was possessed by a demon?
Chanming: "You have demons!"

Hu Qing: "Ah? What monster? Oh, I'll get it out soon. Patriarch, you can't watch the show. If I bring the monster into Chao Huazong, it will cause a lot of damage."

Chanming: "I said, you have obsession."

Hu Qing: "."

Speechless, she freed her wrist: "Yes, you are right, everyone has obsessions."

Chanming: "You are too obsessed, and you have become a demon."

Hu Qing was even more speechless: "Ancestor, I just care about my daughter. Every mother has the same heart. I understand that you are a man and can't understand this kind of emotion, but you don't make such a fuss. You went back and gave birth to her. The counseling of female cultivators is the same for everyone.”

Chan Ming haha: "How dare you talk back to me, and dare to mock me. If it weren't for the evil spirits, you little monk would dare to be so disrespectful to the power of Huashen?"

Hu Qing: "."

Just, want to hit someone.

(End of this chapter)