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Jianmen, snow all the year round.
In a shabby hut that was barely sheltered from the wind, the fat elder was wrapping up a small quilt tightly, his eyes fixed on a few sweet potatoes on the fire rack.
Finally, it was almost ripe, and the sweet potato smell filled the air. The deputy head just moved the wooden plank in, and the fat elder, who was waiting to be fed, caught off guard and ate a mouthful of snowflakes. Everyday efforts are made to prevent the brothers from appearing in the dangerous range within three meters of the life-saving food.
The deputy head glanced at him, "Just these few small sweet potatoes, they are stunted at first glance, and they are not enough to fit between the teeth. Can senior brother snatch yours?"
Tsing Yi Jianxiu has a serious face and a whole body of righteousness.
The fat elder looked at him repeatedly, very suspicious of the authenticity of his brother's words.
The firewood was crackling and burning, and the fat elder greedily inhaled two mouthfuls of the aroma of sweet potatoes, refreshing his mind and feeling happy like a fairy. At this time, the fat elder awakened one of the few consciences, holding a sad fat face, "Senior brother, you said that the junior brother has been in retreat for three months and hasn't come out yet, will something happen?"
The deputy head was very calm and fiddled with the dry wood, "It is difficult to hit the realm of the immortal, and it took our master two years to succeed. The younger brother is only a hundred years old, so it is normal for him to have little experience."
The fat elder slapped his head, "Hey, I was thinking too much."
The main reason is that Shimen Yizhihua's talent is astonishing, and he has tied up with Jianmen Supreme in a short period of time. Compared with his previous achievements, these three months seem to be a long time.
"Boom!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise, shaking the fat elder to the ground.
"What is this?"
He was bewildered.
And the deputy head smiled meaningfully, "The youngest elder of Jianmen has left the customs, and he has a good temper."
"What?"
Just as the fat elder was about to ask, he opened his mouth and ate another bagful of snow scum.
"I bah bah bah!"
"Squeak, squeak—"
As the earthquake continued to escalate, the hut made a toothsome sound.
"No, this house is going to collapse, junior brother run!"
The deputy head's expression suddenly became serious.
The fat elder immediately grabbed the quilt tightly, took out the 100-meter sprint ability that he used to hold his master's thigh back then, and ran wildly with his feet loose.
When he ran to a safe open space, he was quite fortunate to let out a long breath.
For the first time, I feel that it is good to have a senior brother, at least I still care about my senior brother in times of danger!
The fat elder, who was sublimating the brotherhood of plastic masters, suddenly remembered, no, he is a cultivator of immortals, and he is also a sword cultivator. Sword cultivators have always been rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and are very experienced in burial alive. He is afraid of an avalanche of wool? Just as he was thinking about it, the deputy head came walking slowly with his hands behind his back, looking extraordinarily handsome and handsome amidst the snowflakes flying all over the sky, like a pleasing picture scroll.
It's just a little weird.
The fat junior held back for a long time, "Senior brother, what's wrong with your mouth?"
How did it swell into a sausage
"It's too hot, I'm a little angry." The deputy head said calmly.
"Oh, so."
The fat elder scratched his head, feeling even weirder.
"boom-"
In sight, a snow peak collapsed suddenly.
The two brothers looked at each other in blank dismay.
The fat elder came to his senses, slapped his thigh, and his flesh hurt so badly, "This prodigal boy, can't you handle it lightly, this Fusang Mountain is the strongest facade of Jianmen, when guests come later, see our poor It’s so tattered, how can you pretend to be coercive and threaten to extort money!” the fat elder complained bitterly.
They are so poor that they only have cultivation bases left, and sword cultivation is really miserable!
The fat elder began to wonder if he was thinking too much when he was a teacher, why he became a poor ghost at a young age because he couldn't think about it.
"Shua—"
A sharp sword light flashed across, splitting the hut in half.
The fat elder shut up sensiblely.
Today's Jianmen Yizhihua is more ferocious than in the past.
Standing on the blade of the sword, the junior brother stood tall and tall, with stern eyebrows and eyes, exceptionally independent from the world.
The fat elder murmured to the deputy head next to him, "Senior brother, do you feel that the face of the younger brother is even more stinky, and he is not likable at all!"
The deputy head nodded seriously, "Why don't you tell your junior brother to make him smile more and become cute?"
The fat elder imagined the image of his junior brother grinning sinisterly at him, his huge body couldn't help but tremble a few times, and decided to abandon this great transformation plan.
Waiting for Yu Wuxue to jump off the long sword, the fat elder leaned forward very dog-leggedly, "Congratulations to Junior Brother He Xi Junior Brother, once you live as respected as Nanshan and as blessed as Donghai!"
"speak English."
The other party looked at him noblely and coldly.
"Brother, do you think when is the right time to take your brother to make a fortune?" The small eyes stared at him without any embarrassment, but before he finished speaking, his ears were pinched, the fat elder tightened his ass, it was over.
half an hour later—
"Master, I was wrong! Master, I don't dare anymore! Master, I think it's good to be poor and can sharpen your mind! Master, can you stop spanking my ass!"
The fat elder couldn't stand it any longer, and ran behind his junior brother in a hurry.
"Come out if you have the guts, what kind of hero is hiding behind your junior brother!"
The old man held a rolling pin in one hand and stared at his little fat man.
"Master's disciple is stupid and can only be a bear." The fat elder claimed the new identity in a hurry.
"... A worthless thing!"
The white-haired old man glared at him bitterly, then turned to look at his beloved little disciple, his wrinkled chrysanthemum face instantly bloomed, he enthusiastically waved the rolling pin with a loving face, "Come here, Wuxue, come over to Master , Master, let’s see if you’ve lost weight again, oh, this little face, you must be starving, retreat is hard, right? Wait, master has finished rolling the dumpling wrappers, and you’ll be able to eat dumplings soon!”
"Master, I like stuffed leeks and pork!" The fat elder popped his head.
"Fuck off! You can eat it, and you'll eat nothing if you're fat. Hurry up and lose weight for me!"
The white-haired old man couldn't restrain the urge to run away.
The deputy head watched the battle calmly, and changed the subject very understandingly, "Master, since the younger brother has been promoted to the immortal, he should enter the genealogy of the Supreme Elder, do you think you can find a time to invite colleagues from all over the world to make a public statement?" For a moment, show off the power of my sword gate?"
Setting an example is a tacit deterrent and propaganda method of all the holy places, and it is also related to the aloof status of the sect and the popularity of recruiting elite disciples at a deeper level.
"no!"
Unexpectedly, the master, who was very biased, rejected the proposal for the first time, and the brothers and sisters were very surprised.
The white-haired old man was afraid that his little apprentice might misunderstand, so he quickly explained, "Wuxue, it's not that the master doesn't want to do it for you, but the timing is not right now! The battle at the Demon Sect was dark and dark, and there were countless casualties. Celebrating a happy event, it is hard to guarantee that it will be considered a challenge to the Demon Sect."
Yu Wuxue paused, raised her eyelids slightly, "Momen, something happened?"
The white-haired old man was very surprised that the disciple was uncharacteristically concerned about these things other than cultivation, but he still answered patiently, "A few months ago, when Emperor You was out, he was attacked by the Red Blood Sect and the Huanxi Sect, and he died. Empress You was furious, and her husband proclaimed herself emperor. After succeeding to the throne, she hunted down and killed the masters of the two sects, forcing them to flee like bereaved dogs. Empress You made a superior move, and the two of them ended up on Mount Unshoushan, and Empress You was also severely injured. I have to retreat to the depths of Youyu and thank guests behind closed doors."
"However, in this way, Youyu has become the target of public criticism." The white-haired old man said, "The demon sect has been restrained by several parties, and it has been peaceful all the time, but Youhou broke the balance and killed the suzerains of the two fairy kings one after another. Others inevitably didn't think too much about it. They simply took advantage of Youhou's serious injury and united like never before to prepare to bloodbath the Hundred Ghosts Youyu. Even the turmoil of the Demon Sect a thousand years ago did not have such a grand event."
"Although she is a woman, she is a hero. It's a pity." The old man shook his head, "But fate is inevitable, and she is destined to be doomed."
The fat elder cautiously said, "Master, why are we just watching like this? Then what, Empress You really thinks highly of my junior brother..."
As he said that, he glanced at his junior brother, and found that the other party was as immobile as a mountain, and there was nothing unusual, so he was relieved.
The white-haired old man was annoyed, "Do you need to remind me? I have already arranged for your brothers to leave for Youyu."
The fat elder's heart skipped a beat, just the two of them, the other party has thousands of troops, so they are going to die
The old master didn't wait for the stupid apprentice to ask questions, and said calmly, "There is a fetus in the back abdomen, your senior brother can go over and see if you can help escort the little prince away safely." He didn't say the latter words, but everyone understood the master It's an attitude - kindness can be repaid, but it must be measured, Jianmen will not confront the entire Demon Gate for the sake of Youhou, it can only be seen if the time can save the little prince's life.
The treatment method is slightly cold-blooded, and it can be regarded as the utmost benevolence.
"Okay, let's do our best and obey the destiny, let's not talk about this." The Supreme Elder of Jianmen waved his hand, "You, it's you, you little brat, why don't you hide, hurry up and light a fire for me to cook, what are you dawdling about?" , Do you want to starve to death, Master!"
The fat elder took a look at his senior brother who was breezy and bright, then at his uncle who was spotless, and then at his fat body, so he had no choice but to become a cook.
It was already late at night after the master and apprentice finished eating the dumplings.
The fat elder held his swollen belly with happiness on his face.
The old master picked his teeth and reluctantly praised the sixth apprentice, saying that he is not useless except fat.
The fat elder resented looking at him. He is fat because of his ability to eat. Other brothers can't get fat even if they want to. The master just doesn't know how to appreciate it!
The white-haired old man blew his beard and stared, "You're fat and you're still panting? If I hadn't had a brain twitch back then, how could you, a little chubby, have ruined my Jianmen's supernatural image? After I ascended to heaven, I wouldn't even have the chance to face it. Our patriarch!"
The fat elder said in his heart, the master is here again.
Sure enough, in the next half an hour, the old man instantly turned into a little fanboy, exaggerating the great achievements of the patriarch, "If you say that the patriarch is really a genius, he can reach the top of the throne in a hundred years and become a saint. The incarnation of Fadu, it's a pity..."
The fat elder recited everything, "It's a pity that the patriarch met someone who was not kind, and fell in love with a married woman. On the day of the wedding, he washed the family's wedding with blood, and even caused reincarnation in the underworld, attracting the attention of all living beings."
The later successors took this as a warning and subtly influenced the disciples of Yumen to be indifferent to love and stay away from the mundane world, so as to avoid repeating the tragedy of the patriarch's love and death.
Therefore, the supreme Wuxin swordsmanship of Jianmen is invincible and never shows mercy.
The white-haired old man glared at him, "You eat a lot and talk a lot of nonsense."
Halfway through the talk, the old man became more and more annoyed, and couldn't help but want to kick someone out. The fat elder thought back to his poor and paralyzed little house, and shamelessly wanted to rub against his master's luxurious living room, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. The white-haired old man saw his fat body trembling and wiping his tears, so he reluctantly showed kindness and asked the other two to stay, at least to have more appetite when eating.
Fat Elder: "..."
It's really a dear master, and my conscience won't hurt.
Turning grief and anger into drowsiness, the fat elder rolled up his bedding and fell asleep snoring.
Everything was silent.
The roommate opened his eyes.
He turned his head, and the shadows of the branches by the window were dancing, and the snow was falling.
After a long time, he lightly lifted off the quilt, put on only a thin piece of clothing, and went out.
It snowed heavily that night, and the surroundings were completely white, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the way. There was a rustling sound of feet stepping on the snow, and the other sound was the sound of ice edges crushing dead branches.
The world is chaotic and unclear, and there is a bone-piercing cold air.
There are only a hundred steps away from the boundary marker of the sect.
He paused.
In the line of sight, a person appeared, with eyebrows covered with snow.
Apparently it's been a long wait.
"Wuxue, go back."
The fat elder was still wearing a tattered patched undershirt, calling his name seriously for the first time.
"Go back with senior brother, get a good night's sleep, and don't have to think about anything."
He folded his palms together, slightly lowered his white jade-like eyelids, and the clear light was extinguished in the bottom of his eyes, "Senior brother, I don't want to fight with you."
Fat senior brother fell silent suddenly.
"Brother, do you still remember what the master said on the first day of your apprentice ceremony?"
A sheet of snow melted coolly between his brows.
The color of Bai Yijian Xiu's lips was completely pale.
"Disciple of Yumen, use your life, don't be emotional."
The other party narrated very calmly.
The fat elder's voice was deep and muffled in the snow, "Then you know, what are you doing now? Don't go around in circles with your senior brother. Back in Minghai, there was also a market. You could hide it from the deputy head, but your senior brother didn't." Silly, you have never been merciless, but you have tolerated her."
It's just emotional without knowing it.
The master reminds them every day, asking them to remember the lessons of the patriarch. Even a naughty bastard like him can listen to it. Why can't the always smart junior understand it? Is it that extremes must be reversed
The fat elder was a little slumped and ashamed, "Brother, I'm sorry, if it wasn't for the fact that I'm so mean and always put you all together, you wouldn't..."
"It's none of your business."
Jianxiu in white had a straight back, as firm as a cedar.
"What is owed to her should be paid back. That's all."
But junior brother, you may die.
does it worth
The fat elder squirmed his lips, but he didn't say anything after all. There are hundreds of kinds of people, and there are thousands of ways. Some people stay out of things for the sake of longevity, some people do everything to deceive the world and steal their names, and some people are gentlemen who promise to live and die.
"Take care of master."
"Also... don't collect the body for me."
The sky and the earth are so big, and there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, even if you point your sword at Huangquan, you will not be afraid.
Half a month later, the Demon Sect men and horses gathered in Youyu and devoted all their strength to crusade against Youhou.
The situation is mighty, like covering the sun and covering the sky.
"Today's ghost city is the place where your Heavenly Demon Empress will die!"
"For the generation of women, it is better to catch them quickly, so as to avoid the pain of flesh and blood."
"It's destiny, struggle is useless!"
Swords and guns are like forests, flags are like seas, let her go to heaven and earth, there is no way or door.
The female emperor's red clothes were stained with blood, and she stood on the top of the mountain. She was able to withstand the weather, "Everyone, think about it clearly, if you are an enemy of this seat, if we meet again someday, we will kill the roots."
Everyone burst into laughter, ridiculing the empress for her arrogance, and did not forget to say a few harsh words when she was about to die!
"I pity you for your orphans and widowed mother. If you are willing to be soft, being the emperor's concubine is considered a blessing. I never thought that my bones are hard. If so, there is no need to say more." , "Not one left!"
"Snapped-"
The edict was burning like a flame, and it crashed into the palm of the stranger, and it was suddenly annihilated.
"who?!"
The purple-clothed coach shouted in shock.
The dense black armor gushed out like a tide, as if meeting a nemesis.
"Destiny."
The tip of the sword was bleeding.
He walked slowly, as if he had crushed the clear and deep snow all over the ground.
The purple-clothed commander is a young leader who has vaguely heard the legend of the three geniuses in the cultivation world, but he is born conceited and has never paid attention to him, so naturally he cannot be recognized. So he frowned, "What are you, you dare to block the way of the emperor."
Yu Wuxue's eyes pierced through the mist until they landed on the man, and her lips were tinged with bright red.
It hurts badly.
He raised his fingers to cover his eyes.
The mountains and mist surged deep and shallow, and the white clothes fluttered.
"The destiny is here, according to the decree, clear and suppress."
He moved his finger an inch away, and a thin and sharp blood flowed, as if he had unsealed a peerless monster that would destroy the world.
The double pupils are scarlet, wanting to devour others.
"You guys, it's time to worship the heavens."