I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 289: Saint maiden is not suitable for you, so you should pursue a promising career as a demon witch.

Feng Xiaoyi's seizure of the body did not take long.

A few hours later, as dusk fell, "Xie Xiaomei" walked out of the Taoist temple. Her eyes were full of tears, her cheeks were rosy, and her smile was shy and timid. She came behind Du Youqian and naturally took his arm, "God. Master, I have some discomfort in my chest, can you check it for me?"

Du Youqian also threw her hand away naturally, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Little sister Xie, please respect yourself. You are just a humble dancer in Tianshi Mansion, don't think you can easily climb into Tianshi's bed. A pheasant turns into a phoenix.”

"Don't Jie Xiaomei, Jie Xiaomei, I am Jie Yu!" Jie Yu lowered his face, "Also, you should call me Master, no matter how big or small you are."

Du Youqian was too lazy to play role-playing games with her anymore, "Master, do you still need to retreat for a while to adjust your body and mind? I see that your soul and body are not well integrated, and your cultivation is only at the third level of Qi training. I am willing Why, you said that you can transfer part of your cultivation to the new body, at least to restore it to the early stage of foundation building."

"How is that possible!" Jie Yu rolled his eyes at him, "Complete Qi training is the limit. The new body must be built again. Foundation building is when the essence, energy, spirit and spiritual roots jointly form the Dao foundation. The body is It’s different, how is it possible to directly build the foundation?”

After a pause, she added: "Retreat is definitely necessary. After a few months of retreat, the master's body and soul will be able to adjust to one, so that others will not easily see the flaws, and the cultivation level will also improve until the later stage of Qi training. , if you are lucky, you may be able to practice Qi directly to perfection. However, the teacher must first deal with the original body so that 'Feng Xiaoyi' can have a normal ending."

"Master, please go into seclusion first. If you have any arrangements for your original body, I can help you."

Jieyu pondered for a moment and nodded: "That's fine, while the body is still warm, you can do whatever you want. I don't mind, master."

"..." Did I mean that?

Do you think I have that kind of hobby?

As a teacher, how can you be so ungrateful?Feel free to tease and tease the disciples!
Master, if you are not satisfied with your current body, I can send you to have your body taken away again for free...

Seeing Du Youqian's calm expression, Jie Yu didn't dare to take the joke too far.

She was just practicing Qi and cultivation now, and this evil disciple could really roll her into a round shape and flatten her at will!
So Jieyu coughed and said unnaturally, "I have my own arrangements for that body. You can keep it safe for me first. The body of a pill-forming monk will not rot easily, so this is not a difficult task. "

Du Youqian said expressionlessly: "Master, please stay in seclusion here first. This disciple has other things to deal with."

"and many more!"

Du Youqian stopped.

"Evil disciple, haven't you always been curious about the magical thing hidden in Master's cave? Have you ever thought about going to see it?"

Jieyu blinked his big eyes and observed his apprentice's expression with interest.

Du Youqian said bluntly: "Of course I have thought about it, but since Master you didn't let the disciples go to see it, the disciples will naturally not go."

"Hehehe! You evil disciple, go ahead if you want. Didn't you say you want the little monkey to come to you? Go and pick it up yourself. It is in my master's cave."

Du Youqian nodded.

"Moreover!" Jie Yu emphasized, "You can go and see it! But that thing is mine, you can't snatch it away! Do you understand?"

Du Youqian nodded again, "I won't steal it."

Of course Jie Yu believed that he would not rob it, otherwise how could he be allowed to see it.

Even if Du Youqian was really an untrustworthy human being, he could have manipulated her at will while she was snatching her body, and then take away her treasures.

It is precisely because Du Youqian deserves her trust that she is willing to open her heart to Du Youqian again and share the treasures she values ​​​​with Du Youqian.

If I had trusted that person more back then, would the ending between her and me have been different... Jie Yu's beautiful eyes were slightly absent-minded.

"Master, Master!"

"Hey!" Jie Yu came back to his senses.

"Disciple, I have something to ask you."

"go ahead."

Du Youqian thought for a moment, and then asked directly: "In the Monan practice world, a mysterious person has appeared in the past few years. He has recruited many foundation builders who are not valued in their respective sects, and perhaps even the Master Jiedan. You know Such a person?"

Jieyu asked: "Are there any other clues?"

"No."

Jie Yu shook his head: "I don't know about that. In fact, I also have a vague feeling that there are undercurrents surging in these years, and there must be someone secretly manipulating something, trying to fish in troubled waters. But the person in the dark is very cunning, and I can't catch it. His traces."

Du Youqian had no choice but to say: "Then you must be more careful. By the way, with this body, what skills do you plan to practice and what sect do you plan to join?"

Jie Yu smiled brightly: "I've been a demon sect for a long time, and I'm a little tired of it. In this life, as my teacher, I want to be a noble and elegant saint!"

Du Youqian was speechless, "Saint maiden is not suitable for you, so you should go back to the promising career of being a demon witch."

Jieyu's temperament suddenly changed, his appearance was solemn, his eyes were compassionate, and his face seemed to be shining with a holy light.

Du Youqian took a look and found that there were no flaws at all. He couldn't help but admire: "I take back what I said before. Master, you are quite qualified to be a saint." Jie Yu smiled: "Of course, you think that I have never been a saint before." Female? It’s so rare and strange.”

She suddenly stopped smiling and said seriously: "Over the years as a teacher, I had a vague feeling that there was something fishy about the disappearance of magical powers back then. Later, I discovered that at the same time, Master Wuji of the Taihe Sect also disappeared. They The disappearance must be related.”

Du Youqian also looked solemn, "Is this happening? Why did they disappear?"

Jie Yu shook his head and said: "It's just some unfounded speculations for the time being. I'd better wait for my teacher to collect more information before discussing it with you."

"That's fine. Then I'll go to Shiwandashan first. Master, please take care of your body and mind as soon as possible."

Jie Yu waved goodbye, and Du Youqian got on the flying boat and soared into the sky.

After arriving at Jieyu's cave smoothly all the way, Du Youqian put away his flying boat with some excitement and walked in cautiously.

The excitement was not because he could finally see that magical thing, but because he had not seen little Wukong for more than 200 years, and he missed it very much.

In his last life, the one who stayed with him the longest day and night, apart from Fanghua, was little Wukong.

People are not plants, how can they be ruthless?

When he needs to control, he can control his emotions and not look for little Wukong.

Now that there is no need to control it, the emotion of missing the pet is flooding like a flood that bursts a dam.

Human emotions towards pets are only inferior to the emotions towards parents, children, husband and wife, and lovers.

Even more than the emotions for brothers, sisters, other relatives and friends.

Well, sometimes it may go beyond the emotions between husband and wife and lovers.

Because, companionship is really the best way to moisturize things and silently increase your good feelings.

"Squeak, squeak!" Before the voice could finish, the monkey's figure had already jumped out like lightning and came to Du Youqian.

Little Wukong stopped and looked at the stranger warily, but before Du Youqian announced his home, little Wukong's eyes were filled with joy and he jumped onto Du Youqian's shoulder.

It actually recognized Du Youqian whose image and consciousness had completely changed.

What kind of magic is this?
Could it be that it can directly sense people's souls?
Du Youqian patted the little monkey on his shoulder. Its height and weight had not changed at all in more than 200 years.

It's like time has completely forgotten it.

"I've been reincarnated, so I came to see you now. Are you okay?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak!" The monkey danced and said that it was very happy. It was fun here. There were countless mountains and animals, and it had made many friends.

Although they are not as smart as it, it doesn't matter. When it makes friends, it never cares whether the other person is smart or not. They are not as smart as it anyway.

"What about me?" Du Youqian asked.

Little Wukong looked at him doubtfully, "Zhizhizhi?"

Do you have any misunderstanding?No, no, you don’t really think you are smart, do you?

Du Youqian couldn't laugh or cry, was a monkey despised his IQ?
Well, considering that this was a monkey with the blood of a great sage, he thought it was better not to delve into this issue in detail.

"I am here this time to take you away," Du Youqian said. "From now on, you should follow me. But your appearance must change, otherwise others will recognize that you are Master Youde's pet."

Little Wukong naturally understands what "pet" means, but he doesn't care.

Perhaps it feels that it is indeed its friend's pet and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Squeak squeak!"

Little Wukong said that it would change its appearance and it would be a piece of cake.

"That's good." Du Youqian took it and continued walking into the cave.

During this trip, I naturally wanted to see the magical thing that Jie Yu cherished and valued.

As he walked, he communicated with little Wukong about their respective lives in the past 200 years.

His life was lackluster. He spent 220 years lying on the bed, 80 of which were fragmented, and the other 100-odd years were in a state of living death without moving a finger.

Life in this life is quite short, and there are not many stories worth mentioning.

Little Wukong had many stories to tell. When he came to the screen, Little Wukong's story had just begun.

(End of this chapter)