If the demon sect intervenes in the ghost realm, it will represent the war between the two major forces. Whether it is necessary to deal with Zhao Huai'an is still under consideration, but this does not prevent him from making some preparations from the ghost realm and looking for Zhuge Qingtian on the island. After resting in a stone house for a night, he went to Wangui Academy to visit the God of Mourning.
As early as in the Tianshi Mansion, Qianren heard that the suffocating energy around Fushen Shen has the negative effect of losing all desires. Now, even though they are far apart, he can still clearly perceive that his emotions are being affected. Fortunately, he does not have many desires himself. Not as swayed as Daoist Lingsui, but no longer approached, he asked at the door: "Excuse me, what did my master talk about with the master when he came to the ghost realm?"
Fusang Shen has long known about his arrival, but he has not made any statement, or this ghost will not pay attention to anything as long as he does not provoke him, and at this time, he just asked Qian Ren's question indifferently: "Why? Have this question?"
"Although he is not a serious person, he is very serious about the world, and he won't provoke anger and welcome God for some trivial matters."
Qian Ren knew his master, and He Huan seemed to be doing things casually, but there were deep meanings hidden behind him. As expected, the man in white in front of the desk changed his expression when he heard his words, and there were finally more complicated emotions in his words, "He asked me, Tiandao Alliance. Is it necessary to destroy the ghost realm?"
With just one sentence, Qian Ren realized that he still underestimated the courage of his master, and asked in front of the two ghosts if they wanted to destroy their nest. God's temper was much better than he imagined.
"Actually, I also think that since I'm already dead, it's the best choice to let go of everything and step into reincarnation. It's a pity that all the ghosts here can't let go, even me."
Seeing that Qian Ren was shocked and speechless by the master as expected, Fusang Shen chuckled and gave an even more astonishing answer. He actually didn't have much obsession with staying in the world. In the past, when a monk wanted to save himself, he would Never fought back. Facing Qian Ren's doubtful eyes now, he just answered with a bit of sadness,
"There is no Xishang in the world. My friends and enemies have all passed away one by one in time, but my regret when I died has not diminished. If I can be converted by a monk, it would be a happy thing for me, but it's a pity This hatred of subjugating the country, even Xuanmen Daojun can't save me."
You can't live, you can't die, maybe this is the real reason why every ghost and god is extremely powerful.
With such a clear understanding in his heart, Qian Ren unconsciously thought of Zhuge Qingtian, and his tone was a little lower, "Do you still miss your homeland until now? Even if the King of Xishang intends to remove you and stabilize the regime?"
"If Fang Suihan's death can be exchanged for Xishang's eternal life, what if he is cut with a thousand swords? What I hate is that when I die, my only beloved country is also dead."
Even though two generations of dynasties have passed in the human world, when the God of Mourning brought up his homeland again, his words were unusually enthusiastic, but they soon sank quietly like ashes, "I know that this kind of love is crazy and stupid, but Only this obsession will not change after thousands of years. In the final analysis, ghosts and gods are so obsessed that they can't even stand the way of heaven and can only kick us out of the existence of the human world."
The ghost realm of ghosts and gods is not released intentionally, but the way of heaven does not allow them to walk in the world, in order to remind the world to stay away from ghosts and gods.
Instantly understood the meaning of his words, Qian Ren wondered if Zhuge Qingtian would do the same if he recovered his memory, so he asked, "Are all ghosts and gods like this?"
"Love is deep enough to hate. God of Yingxi will be so persistent in building Yindu to develop forces, but he just wants to return to the world he loves the most."
When he mentioned the ghosts and gods, his first reaction was to welcome the god of joy, his eyes softened unconsciously, and he sighed in distress, "Even if he has no ill will towards the living, as long as he walks in the human world, it will cause disasters. , so no matter how many times I will stop him. Not to protect the world, I just don't want to see my students hurt by hurting the things they love."
Unexpectedly, these two ghosts and gods are actually teachers and students, but they are only called students rather than disciples, and they don't seem to be very close. Although he was a little uncertain about their closeness, Qian Ren thought about it and asked the biggest question at the moment, "Sir, what do you think Yingxi God wants to do this time?"
"Maybe it's to get rid of the old guy who gets in the way. After all, every one of my students wants me to disappear in the end..."
Fang Suihan killed his student while he was alive and was killed by the last emperor's student, and now the God of Yingxi, who taught him after his death, seemed to have the intention of becoming an enemy. Obviously it was a very sad thing, but he said it very indifferently, and there was even a bit of relief in his language, "Actually, it doesn't matter what conspiracy, there are only dead people on this island, and the worst is to die again. , what else is there to look at? You are different from us, you still have a future if you live, so go back to the world as soon as possible."
Xu Shifu's dejection really affected people's hearts, and even Qian Ren didn't feel relieved when he walked out of Wangui Academy. The God of Mourning has long been tired of existing in the world. If the God of Yingxi can really make him disappear, I am afraid that he will not resist at all. This ghost and god seems to be indifferent to others on the surface, but in fact, he is very concerned about the God of Yingxi. However, this is not good news for living people.
Knowing that he couldn't expect Ghost Domain to resolve this matter on his own, Qian Ren also had some headaches, and couldn't help but sigh that it would be easier to be with Zhuge Qingtian than to worry about these broken things.
This sigh feels a little wrong. He has never been picky about business before, and he can handle disputes that are more troublesome than this without emotion. Why do you think this is annoying today? In other words, what bothered him was not dealing with disputes, but having to take time away from his disciples to deal with power struggles. Has he cared about Zhuge Qingtian enough to be on a par with the Demon Sect
Qian Ren admits that he doesn't have much love for the Demon Sect, and the only reason for taking up the position of protector is because of his friendship with the leader, You Jiang, but the fact that Zhuge Qingtian's status has a tendency to surpass that of Yu Jiang still surprises him.
Well, maybe it's because Yu Jiang's status is not high, right
With the thought that he would definitely be slapped on the table and scolded by the sect master, Qian Ren quickly found where Zhuge Qingtian was. I thought that the apprentice who was alone would be bored and wandering around, but the young man who used to be quiet in the past was actually sitting in front of the desk and seriously drawing with a brush.
Qian Ren knew that all the disciples of Tianshu Pavilion were good at qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, but if such elegant things were imaginative, they could not be related to Zhuge Qingtian. , only to find that his apprentice still has such a quiet and elegant side.
Zhuge Qingtian is rarely so serious. Seeing that he didn't even notice that he pushed the door in, Qian Ren was also curious about what made him so absorbed, so he asked, "What are you painting?"
Zhuge Qingtian was frightened by his voice, and he quickly stabilized the pen so as not to drop the ink on the paper, making sure that the drawing was not crooked before he was still in shock and said, "Master, it is impossible for people to scare ghosts!"
As a ghost, being frightened by a living person can be regarded as an eternal story, and when he was surprised that he had recovered to a certain extent, he turned his body and showed the painting to the master, "I asked the god of death how to draw something other than red. Color, he said, as long as he doesn't have any negative emotions in his heart when he writes, it won't affect the painting. So I painted you, and sure enough, it won't be stained red by evil spirits again."
At this time, he was still immersed in the serious emotion of painting, and his words were also plain narration. However, looking at himself, whose eyes and eyes were depicted in the painting exactly as they were in reality, Qian Ren couldn't help but fell silent. He thought that appearance, power, and cultivation could only be obtained with some talent in the arena, but Zhuge Qingtian was the only one who could be so fond of him.
He has always had a cold temperament, his appearance is not as attractive as his master's, and he can't say a few good words to people. Where did he fall in love with this apprentice? Zhuge Qingtian's thinking, he really does not understand.
After some serious analysis, Qian Ren came to a conclusion that he really deserves to be the most unpopular male cultivator in the Demon Dao. No matter how he thinks about his temperament, no one should care. Zhuge Qingtian has such a weird taste, probably because he is not a human being.
Zhuge Qingtian didn't know that such a well-founded inference had actually passed through his mind, but he was a little worried when he saw his master suddenly stop talking. Could it be that he was not good at drawing, or that he didn't like the realistic style? Sure enough, the painting should be more in line with the immortal temperament, he originally had the confidence to not lose to any famous work...
He glanced at Qian Ren's serious expression nervously, and Zhuge Qingtian finally couldn't help it, so he tried to make up for it and said, "Don't think that the colors are not rich enough. . Wouldn't you consider wearing other colors, such as white clothes that are more elegant."
He said this because he was confident that as long as Qian Ren's clothes were a little more elegant, he could paint a man as a fairy, but Qian Ren's face turned black in an instant, and only said: "Give up this unrealistic idea, I wear white clothes. He looks ten years older than he is now, and when he walks with your other great master, everyone treats me as his father."
Zhuge Qingtian has only ever seen a person wearing light-colored clothes showing tenderness. This is the first time he has heard of such a miraculous effect. After imagining it, he still yearns for it, so he expects: "So you wore it? If you want to see it, we can make up three generations of grandparents by walking together!"
Qian Ren doesn't want to repeat the experience of paying the bills for the master and being praised that your son is really lively. At this time, Zhuge Qingtian, who was eager to try, warned: "Don't try to play tricks on my clothes, or I will beat you up. to call Grandpa."
Che, to be able to see through his mind in an instant, Master is really getting better and better.
Helplessly curled his lips, Zhuge Qingtian looked down at Master's sturdy figure, and suddenly made a new discovery, so he said happily: "Master, is your clothes so protruding muscle curves on purpose, not because of the convenience of movement, but This can show your body, and you are actually very concerned about your appearance?"
The teasing master is still addicted, and the dead don't feel it, but he can clearly feel that someone is rubbing against him... This apprentice has been taught a lesson in recent days.
Looking at Zhuge Qingtian with a sullen face, he took advantage of the situation to come over again, Qian Ren raised his eyes, and decisively said something that made him instantly freeze, "Zhao Huai'an has a younger brother who is only one year younger than him, after he is in charge of Tianshu Pavilion. Died soon after."
Facts have proved that Master cleans up his apprentices in one shot, Zhuge Qingtian did not dare to move as soon as the words came out, looked at Qianren's expression and determined that there was nothing wrong with him, and then slowly sighed: "Master, can you not change it suddenly? My slender heart can't bear this kind of topic that is not good for the heart."
The author has something to say: You Jiang: As someone's only relative, friend and gang leader, I think it is necessary to kill him.
He Huan: In addition to my second personality, are there only four rankings that can be used to compete for positions
Why bother: The friend column that can be counted on one hand is too miserable. You should open a few more vests and let him make up double digits.
Qian Ren: Haha.
System: The Great Protector Qianren has started a vendetta against you.
Zhuge Qingtian: Don't speak until Master has committed a vendetta, then I'll be the friend with the highest intimacy, and the plan will work!
Qian Ren: Come here, real PK.