Immortal King, You Became Stupid

Liancheng ignored her and practiced sword alone, passing through the raindrops falling from the pear tree one after another.

"Shifu, Shifu, you can see that taishizun's eyes are heavy eyes. Ah, I heard a story in the palace before. I..."

"Smoke, the master has not been strict with you in other matters. No matter whether the sword technique is determined or naughty or willful, you should call me Shifu respectfully. I know that it is also dereliction of duty. However, there is only one thing you need to remember - don't mention to anyone that your grand master Zun is also heavy eyed, and you are not allowed to tell you any details you heard in the palace about the double eyed concubine Ying. "

"But master, the grand master's heavy eyes and the beauty of being calm and cold are really similar to concubine Ying described by the maids."

"If you mention heavy eyes again, I will punish you for three days without eating!"

"Master, I was wrong. I will never again."

Jing Shu has finished her meal and comes out of the dining hall.

"Jingshu, send two cloud cakes to smoke."

"Yes, sir."

Jing Shu turns to take the cloud cake in Tao pan, and then goes out of the dining hall.

"Young master, why don't you give it to Liancheng?" Caiwei asked

"he practiced sword by himself, regardless of whether his disciples' steps and moves were smooth or not. He didn't look like a master. Let him starve."

"That young master, you master, also takes care of your own food, regardless of the disciples, but abbess Linglong will love her disciples."

"Well, you don't want to eat, and send food to Liancheng."

"Young master, please forgive me. I won't talk any more."

Fengling bowed her head and didn't speak. Give her a piece of fried rabbit meat. Eat it quickly.

At that moment, Fengling thought of Huashan again. In Jiufeng temple, the old Zen master and his little monk disciples were fooled with the pollen of the meeting flowers. Now, although several times of speculation, Huashan will not be a big obstacle, but did not see with her own eyes, Fengling inevitably still worried. This cloud Pavilion, that day heart cliff. Next is Yinmei villa. As well as Emei, who is far from worried, I don't know whether Shushan is involved. What should I do next?

What Fengling didn't figure out was that the other side had excellent martial arts skills. Why should he take Huashan as a threat instead of taking himself away directly. What are they worried about? ——Is it afraid of Tang Fengling's memory recovery or internal skill recovery? Are they the mastermind of the tianxinya disaster, or not at all? What do they want? If they are still the people who cause me to lose my memory, what do I know, but it's just amnesia, and it's left all over the body.

Thinking about it, the lights went dark. Feng Ling turned over, against the bed, still sleeping under the bed.

After getting up in the morning, Fengling went out to see Liancheng and his little apprentice standing outside her yard practicing swords, white and black.

Liancheng and Shengyan stop practicing when they see Fengling. Good morning, please. Fengling went to the dining hall as promised, but the two masters and apprentices were like two strips of glutinous rice made of very solid porcelain. They followed the Fengling to the dining hall and to the guest room. Fengling did not know how to deal with the two black and white Ciba, and they dealt with the trivial affairs of yunshangge as if they had not seen it.

He Lin has woken up and recovered well, but he lost his memory. Fengling sealed his memory with forgetting worry Gu.

This worry forgetting Gu can't compare with the soul biting Gu of the food clan in Fengling. His back body slowly recovers and can use his internal power to expel the poison. Fengling, the soul biting insect, wants to detoxify it. The person who has got the poison will do it himself. Or there will be immortal elixir, or Fengling Xiuxian will rise, will remember.

He did not lose much of his language, and occasionally hummed a few songs from his hometown. His eyes were full of innocence and purity of children. Before finding Princess Huashan, Fengling hoped that he would stay in yunshangge all the time. If Fengling didn't rescue the princess, at least some people would go back to tanshu to report.

He Lin's problems are not as many as Fengling, who lost his memory on Tianxin cliff. He didn't ask why he came here or where he was. He just kept asking: Princess, where is the princess?

Fengling answers him again and again. Childe Tang will find the princess.

"Who is Mr. Tang?"

"Mr. Tang is me."

"What about the princess, childe Tang?"

"Master Tang will save her."

"Are you Mr. Tang?"

"Perhaps, I am. I'm as forgetful as you are, but I'm pretty sure I am! "

Lian Cheng and Sheng Yan stood in the room together, covering her head. She was also too patient and answered Lin Lin again and again.

It's not that Fengling has patience. She just doesn't want to let herself think about the disaster since her amnesia.

Fengling thinks that when she finds Huashan, she knows the specific situation of Tianxin cliff. If everything is good, many events will not be explored. She wants to go with Wuchen immortal to cultivate immortals. When she wakes up on Tianxin cliff, in addition to blowing Cuan to raise poisonous insects and take care of zombies, she is the second uncle who takes her to Shu mountain for healing.

There are 18 futons in the hall of Mituo in Shushan. Every straw cattail as like as two peas, a silver haired white robe, long bearded to the ground, and a skinny fairy implanting the same hairpin. Behind the immortals, there was smoke, and all of them were holding books. The books were different, Tianzi, Wenzi and Laolaizi.A closer look at the same face. When the Phoenix bell steps closer, the fairy closed his eyes and his body became one. The immortal Wuchen said at the first sight.

"It's better to follow the old man to the eclosic cave to practice."

"Master, the reason why Mu Yu is in a clear mood is because she is a person who has lost his memory. Her Qingming is the mirror image of the moon in the lake, not the real moon in the sky, not the pure brightness of the red earth." Second uncle Xuanyuan said behind his master.

The immortal Wu Chen points his Zen finger at the heart of Fengling's eyebrows, and a red light appears between the two. He held on to the dust, laughed, went back to the mountain to practice, and said before leaving: great calamity, great difficulty, great general and grand view.

Taoist priest Xuanyuan recited in his heart that the master could never figure out what happened before Fengling lost his memory. Otherwise, he would tie Fengling into the eclosion cave and study the past tens of thousands of years ago through the heart and soul of Fengling. The master's verse implies that the catastrophe before Fengling's amnesia is not considered a catastrophe, so is it more difficult to survive the next one?

Fengling pulled the Taoist robe of the second uncle Xuanyuan Taoist priest, and did not go to understand the immortal Wuchen's sentence: great calamity, great difficulty, great general view. In the Maituo hall, he said to the Taoist priest Xuanyuan: "uncle, Wuchen immortal can still read wrong. Jinqing can tell me that Wuchen immortal is one of the highest immortals in the mortal world, second only to the God of release. Don't deceive me just because I lost my memory. I know you don't want me to cultivate immortals. You want me to assist my sister Fengling in the Tang clan until Conger takes over. You've become a monk, and you're still entangled in the world. Second uncle, I'm really worried about your way of cultivating immortals. I'm afraid that when you ascend to the throne, I will be reincarnated for hundreds of generations! "

"How can you, a man of amnesia, speak more clearly than master Sanzang at the wuzha debate meeting in Qunu city. How are you getting on with your illusions

Fengling covers her ears and escapes from the Maituo hall in Shushan. She goes to the ten square pagoda to find the old apprentice, Xuanyan, to practice swordsmanship and control corpses.

The cultivation of immortals also pays attention to fairy bones and opportunities. Even if the immortal Wuchen says I have immortal bones, I can't fly without chance. What's more, cultivating immortals relies on perseverance, time to understand life and death obsession, and to save people from worldly mortals. Besides, after flying up, I have to dance with those lonely and arrogant immortals in the sky, such as yaochi, Buzhou, abbot and Penglai Xianshan, and they are immortal. It's too scary!

Every 100 years of reincarnation, to experience a different world, Fengling thought it was good. Without the memory of the past life, this life is rebirth, and indeed rebirth!

Since cultivating immortals is too difficult and boring, where to go? When he went to qingshuiyao, the Xiulan Temple of Que LAN zunzu accompanied him to learn chess, participate in Zen, or go to yunqi temple, where he planted flowers, made wine, served Buddha, chanted scriptures, and cleaned the temple. But Fengling thought about it again. She had to save Huashan first, so she turned to Liancheng.

"Ask Qingchan and Qingguan to pack up their bags. After noon, we will go to Yinmei villa in Lansu city!"

Smoke beside very excited, hasten to urge. "Master, come on, come on, let's go pack our bags!"

Then they went outside.

Fengling used her internal skill to send a voice to them: "the original plan was not to take you two to Lansu. I know your character when we get along with each other these two days. Then we will follow you secretly. Maybe we will fill in the trouble on the way. This time, I'm light. My luggage is mainly poisonous insects, medicine and concealed weapons. Without my permission, I can't be far away from me ten steps away! In addition, Liancheng keeps the pear needles in the rainstorm

Liancheng and Shengyan answered in a loud and joyful voice outside the guest room: Shizun, taishizun, I know.

Fengling left the guest room of Li Lin and found a group of black robed male disciples who came down from Tianxin cliff with her aunt and were practicing swords in the main hall. These twelve male disciples should have been brought by her aunt when she left Tianxin cliff of Tang clan before. They must be aunt's confidants and can be entrusted with great care. Two of them were very ugly. Fengling gave them copper bells and charms, and asked him to pack his bags. In the evening, he went to the darkroom and took the remains of his party to tanshu kingdom. Fengling brings the golden red Qilin king, who is good at flowers in Qingshui, to his disciples and takes it as a keepsake when he meets King Yu of tanshu state.

"Remember to stay in the daytime and travel at night to avoid rainy days and black dogs in the village. Don't rush to finish what I'm afraid of. Everything is safe. Now go to Jingshu to get some

silver. You can get more in case of emergency.

"It's the leader," he said

Probably when these disciples left Tianxin cliff, Fengling was the leader at that time, and the two disciples were honored as the leader.

Fengling originally wanted to say something and ask about some old things, but she couldn't ask.

More than a thousand years ago, Chiyou, the leader of Jiuli nationality, fought against Yan Emperor and defeated him. Later, Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang joined forces to fight Chiyou Jiuli. Chiyou led his troops to fight against the Yellow Emperor Yandi. Kill the sky and the earth dark, until the corpse all over the wilderness, blood and into a river.

Chiyou was defeated in the war and wanted to retreat. There are still some wounded soldiers to be treated and carried away, and there are many dead soldiers on the battlefield, no one has no troops to collect corpses!

Seeing this situation, the leader Chi you said to his military adviser AP: "we can't leave the dead soldiers and the dead people's bodies here, can we use magic to let them take themselves back to their hometown."

"Indeed, we can't let the loyal bones be buried here, far away from the homeland, and the soul will be disturbed. When I do it, leader, you will lead the way in front of you with a charm in your hand. I will bind them together with magic, and then I will urge them to drive them awayChiyou and his military master burned incense and prayed. They did it in situ, recited a spell silently and then made a spell. They yelled at the soldiers who died in the war: "brothers, the souls of the people who died in the war return to their hometown. They are as urgent as the law, up!"

After reciting the mantra, all the corpses around the wilderness all stood up at once, followed the clan leader Chiyou and the military master and the mantra of giant sky, and walked slowly in the direction of hometown one by one.

This is the earliest legend about driving corpses and returning the dead to their hometown.

Chiyou was originally the ancestor of the Miao nationality, but now the Miao people in Western Hunan still send the dead to their hometown for burial through incantation and urging.

The craftsman who drives the corpse must be bold. Second, the body is good, because no matter how the drug is handled, the corpse poison will leak out. Three, can distinguish the direction in the night! Fourth, the face must be extremely ugly, in order not to attract other people's attention!

This Miao corpse driver never collects apprentices randomly, because it's a long journey and it's night. The apprentice has to set up a script before he can learn it.